In particular, Bai Lian has seen some Bodhisattvas and Arhats riding dragons, but most of the dragons they ride are pseudo-dragons such as dragons and chisels.

It's not that they don't have the strength to subdue a real dragon, but because using a real dragon as a mount will touch the dragon clan's nerves and arouse the wrath of the entire dragon clan.

Although the dragon clan is in decline, the ancestral dragon lineage is still intact, so we still have to take care of the dragon clan's emotions.

Unless a real dragon takes the initiative to be a mount, this kind of thing becomes taboo and no one will do it.

It seems that the only one in the world who can tame a pure dragon as a mount is that saint.

And it uses nine five-clawed golden dragons.

No matter how much the dragon clan protested, it was of no avail. Even Zulong didn't say anything, and the Sihai Dragon Palace's protest seemed even more insignificant.

Of course, all the rules, systems, and laws in this world are not applicable to saints. No one can care whether a saint prefers to use a dragon, a phoenix, or a unicorn as a mount.

If the saint promised to make the dragon clan prosperous, even the ancestral dragon would be ashamed to be a mount. If the ancestral law cannot be changed, what we will change is the ancestral law!

'Is this a dragon?'

With his sixth sense, Zhou Xuan only felt that the little white dragon was like... well, how should I put it? A smooth loach!

That's right, it's a loach.

Long, snake-shaped, without wings, if it weren't for the two coral-like dragon horns on its head, the dragons in this world would give Zhou Xuan such an inexplicable feeling.

"Can you fly?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Master, I can fly!"

Xiao Bailong said proudly.

"Then..." Zhou Xuantu saw this and said with a smile, "Can you take me to fly around the Taixu sky?"

"Of course...no!!"

Xiao Bailong subconsciously wanted to agree to the master, but when he heard that he was being ridden and flew around, he instinctively resisted: "Master, doesn't this become a mount?"

Sensing Xiao Bailong's resistance, Zhou Xuan thought to himself, it seems that becoming a mount is taboo in the dragon tribe.

But Zhou Xuan wanted to ride a dragon to the sky again, so he immediately used his special skills.

"Ao Lie, you are wrong, this is not a mount...

This is called transportation!”

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