The fat man shook his head, "It can be said that, but it is inaccurate. The dragon marrow is born from the dragon vein, and it only takes thousands of years to achieve this.

Brother Wang also knows how important the dragon vein is. After the leader of each dynasty and each generation takes office, he will dig up the excess dragon vein, for fear that someone will grab the position.

People born in the dragon vein will definitely have great luck.

How did the dragon marrow come from? It was made by the dragon energy produced by the dragon veins crystallized over hundreds of thousands of years. If anyone gets such a piece of thing, he will not take off on the spot?

I went out to find a friend that day and happened to meet the four guards of the Dragon Slayer Real Man, and they actually dispatched sixteen people in one breath. As soon as I decided, there must be something strange. I followed them all the way to Qishan, and finally saw them wandering around there, I was curious about what they were looking for, and I also looked for them on the mountain.

Suddenly one day, I smelled a stench and ran over to see the smell. A pheasant was shitting out. While observing, the sixteen people came. When they saw the chicken shit, their eyes were straightened. I thought, this thing must be a treasure.

Without thinking too much at that time, I took out the things from my pocket and put them in and took them away. Then the dozen people chased me all the way.

First, I chased me from the northwest to the northeast, and then from the northeast to the southwest. I really had no idea and ran to the southeast. These people still chased me relentlessly and chased me to Micheng.

On the way, I looked up ancient books and also verified my master, and then I realized that this thing is a dragon marrow, something that is rare in a thousand years. Lu Sheng obtained a dragon marrow, but because of his own, Qin Shihuang burned books and buried scholars and killed many alchemists. He knew that he was guilty and had a serious retribution, and even if he swallowed the dragon marrow, he would not have a good ending.

Finally, he hid the dragon marrow in Qishan and was about to find an apprentice to give his sins too much to his apprentice. Unexpectedly, he was discovered by his apprentice, and the apprentice stole the dragon marrow and ran away.

Lu Sheng kept chasing, and the disciple broke the dragon marrow in desperation.

The dragon marrow turns into dragon energy and gathers again into Qishan.

The real person who slayed the dragon calculated that Qishan would definitely condense the dragon marrow, so he sent someone to get it. Unexpectedly, he encountered me and was intercepted by me.

When the dragon marrow is about to solidify, you must find a carrier, mainly to see what it condenses. Generally speaking, it is either a stone or a tree or a flower. But this time it turned out to be a soak of chicken shit.

In order to soak the chicken shit, I was chased by these sixteen people for half a year. I used to be more than 300 kilograms, but now I have run away to less than 200 kilograms for me."

The fat man ate the meat skewers hard, as if he wanted to eat the more than 100 kilograms of meat in one bite.

Wang Lang listened to the fog. This story was very magical. It could be written as a fantasy story.

"How do you use this dragon marrow? Have you eaten or drunk?" Wang Lang didn't understand, so he humbly asked for advice.

"Oral." The fat man said casually, and after giving Wang Lang a glass of wine, he said, "You don't know. On the way, I wanted to eat Dragon Marrow several times and saw what the reaction was. But every time I opened it, I was so disgusting that I couldn't eat. You also smelled the smell. Even someone who could eat like this can't eat that thing. I think the real person who slayed the dragon must not be able to eat it either." The fat man added, as if he was comforting himself.

Wang Lang took out his ears and poured a glass of wine for the fat man. The two of them said nothing and ate their own food.

After a while, the fat man asked for another hundred skewers of meat and suddenly spoke, "Brother Wang, do you want to know where the Dragon Slaying Real Person is?"

"I want to." Wang Lang nodded honestly.

The fat man bit open a bottle of beer with his teeth and poured it on Wang Lang, "I ask you, from ancient times to the present, which emperor do you think has the most dragon energy?"

"Qin Shihuang." Wang Lang spoke without thinking.

The fat man grinned, "What else?"

Wang Lang took out his ears, "And? Huangdi?"

The fat man shook his head, "That's all gods, it doesn't count."

"God of Han?" Wang Lang asked again.

The fat man still shook his head and said no.

"Ming Taizu?" Wang Lang continued to ask.

The fat man still shook his head.

Wang Lang thought for a while, "Zhao Kuangyin?"

The fat man grinned, "Brother Wang, don't just guess the Han people, think about the others."

Wang Lang was confused, "Li Er?"

The fat man still shook his head and smiled, holding a grilled fish and stuffing it into his mouth, without picking up the thorns. He ate it in big mouthfuls, and then vomited the thorns after finishing the meal.

"It's getting closer to that dynasty." The fat man kept keeping his composure.

Wang Lang thought it seriously and prepared to give the last answer, "Genghis Khan?"

Bang!

The fat man clapped his hands excitedly, "That's right, it's him!"

"He? Dragon's energy? It's impossible to fight. People don't believe this." Wang Lang guessed for a long time before guessing this answer, but Wang Lang didn't believe it. He was an eagle on the grassland, how could it be a dragon?

The fat man waved his hand, "Do you know what we call Mongolia now?"

"The biggest colony."

The fat man smiled self-deprecatingly, "But no matter what, as long as he becomes the emperor, that is, the leader in the king's mouth, no matter where he is, as long as he is the leader, he will definitely be blessed with dragon energy."

"What do you mean by saying so much?" Wang Lang was a little dizzy when he was surrounded by the fat man.

The fat man laughed, "Do you know where Genghis Khan's tomb is?"

Wang Lang suddenly figured out what the fat man was going to say, "What do you mean is the Dragon Slaying Real Person in Genghis Khan's tomb?"

The fat man slapped his thigh, picked up his wine glass and touched Wang Lang's wine glass, "It's comfortable to talk to smart people."

Wang Lang took out his ears, and after drinking, he spoke, "No, who can know about Genghis Khan's tomb? After burying Genghis Khan, he sprinkled grass seeds and tamped them. The grass on the grassland grew and it was not long before it could be seen. It was even worse when the rains fell a few times. Who could find this? Does the official and unofficial history explain where the specific location is? Hu Bayi took him there? Just kidding."

The fat man laughed, "Others can't find it, but Dragon Slayer can find it."

"Have he had more eyes or nose than people?" Wang Lang said unhappily.

The fat man ate the food, "No more noses than people, nor more eyes than people, just because he is a real person to slay the dragon."

Wang Lang crossed his legs and ate peanuts, "So, no one can find where the Dragon Slaying Real Person is, right?"

The fat man had a spicy meal and sucked in a cool air. A bright saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Yes. That's it. So I told you just now, I can't find it." The fat man grabbed the edamame and put it in his mouth to smell.

Wang Lang lowered his head and didn't know what he was pondering.

"Come on, Brother Wang, don't stop, drink."

The fat man poured Wang Lang a glass of wine.

Just as I was eating and drinking, eight people suddenly sat on the two tables next to me.
Chapter completed!