During these three days, Chen An went back and forth to deal with many things.
For example, providing relief to the orphans of the warriors who died in battle, and providing relief to the generals of the Tianyue Dynasty who died or were injured in battle.
These are what he should do as a monarch and emperor.
Even Chen An has already regarded himself as the leader of the Fengshen Sect!
There is no way. Lu Hongyi is pregnant. If he doesn’t work hard, who will?
Several orders were issued at the same time!
First, the orphans who died in battle in Fengshen Sect, those who are of appropriate age, regardless of their qualifications, can be accepted into Fengshen Sect as exceptions, and will be personally accepted as disciples by the elders of the Fengshen Sect’s Elders’ Pavilion!
Second, allocate a large amount of silver from the Tianyue Dynasty’s treasury to provide relief to the widows and families of the workers who died in the reconstruction of Tiandu City!
Third, those who have made contributions will be rewarded. The military generals of the Tianyue Dynasty will be promoted one level, and those who participated in the war of the Fengshen Sect will all be rewarded with thousand-year-old elixirs and natural treasures!
For pure practitioners, money is not too important.
Three days have passed since I finished dealing with these things.
Tiandu City started rebuilding again.
Chen An stood at the ruins of Tiandu City, looking at the little black dragon still locked in the Nine Dragon Formation on the ruins of the former imperial palace.
Now the black dragon is much smaller than it was back then.
It was probably only one foot long. Seeing Chen An, the dying little black dragon raised its head, opened its mouth, and let out a mournful dragon roar.
It seemed to be begging for mercy, and also seemed to be asking for help.
Duan Chi brought a group of divine guards to guard here, and even Old Tang was in charge here.
It seems like he is afraid that someone will steal the black dragon.
At the same time, Chen An also discovered that many people seemed to attach great importance to this black dragon.
Even the Xuanyin twins ignored their own injuries and ran over to see the Black Dragon.
Chen An seemed a little surprised. After all, the dragon would definitely cause a sensation in his previous life's world.
However, in this world of cultivation, although dragons are rare, they are not just legends.
Chen An couldn't help but ask Old Tang: "Is this a dragon or a Jiao?"
Old Tang also looked pale and tired, even older than before.
Old Tang raised his old eyes and grinned: "I don't know how to put it, but you are really lucky, this is a magical dragon!"
"A divine dragon? A black dragon like that?" Chen An looked at it with disdain. The black dragon was only a foot or two long, like a small snake...
This doesn't look like the legendary dragon!
Old Tang nodded: "This is a divine dragon, not a Jiao. If a Jiao wants to completely transform into a divine dragon, it must go through a heavenly tribulation, and only then can it completely transform into a dragon!"
"Although this black dragon isn't of a very high rank, it's a true divine dragon. In its prime, it should have been above rank three. After all, the aura it exuded back then was much stronger than that of a Saint!"
With Old Tang's explanation, Chen An had a better understanding of the dragon.
The divine dragon was born with the luck of heaven and earth, so it carries great fortune. Secular powers highly admire it, and even those who practice in sects and have the ability probably want to raise a divine dragon, as it is said that it can gather the luck of heaven and earth!
The dragon energy gathered by this divine dragon is said to be luck, and there are even rumors that it can change one's destiny!
At this point, Old Tang looked at Chen An and said, "You are already brimming with dragon energy. I wonder if it was given to you by the ancient divine formation, or if it was gathered from the dragon energy of the Qinglong Mountains!"
Chen An was aware of the changes in himself. In addition to the increasingly strong power of all living beings' thoughts, there was also more and more dragon energy.
Chen An also knew the source. The Nine Dragon Formation gathered from the Qinglong Mountains, which was known as the dragon vein of northeastern China.
"That's the dragon energy from the Qinglong Mountains, absorbed by the ancient divine formation and inflicted upon me. This dragon energy can actually defy fate and change my destiny? That's quite the boast!"
Chen An didn’t quite believe it. After all, fate was a mysterious thing!
Although he is a cultivator, practicing martial arts and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate, this sounds mysterious, but in fact it is something that every cultivator can actually see.
But fate is something that no one can see or touch, it is extremely mysterious.
Old Tang laughed dryly and said, "Of course, I just heard it from others. Who knows?"
Changing the subject, Old Tang looked at the little black dragon with a smile: "But, the dragon's body is full of treasures!"
When Chen An heard this, he immediately remembered that when he fell into that strange state, he saw himself slaying a dragon and shedding blood.
He collected it in a small bottle. At that time, he wondered how such a small bottle could hold so much dragon blood?
Even Chen An didn't know where this bottle came from.
He quickly took it out and asked, "Old Tang, what is the use of dragon blood?"
Old Tang looked at it, his eyes lit up, and he was about to reach out to take it.
Chen An quickly retracted his hand: "Old man, what are you doing?"
"Let me see!" Old Tang's cunning eyes.
Chen An immediately understood that this dragon blood was definitely a good thing, and Old Tang's eyes glowed green!
"No, tell me first, what is the use of this thing!" Chen An said unhappily: "I will pour some for you later."
"This dragon blood is a holy medicine for healing. As long as the essence is not seriously damaged, a little bit can make a person recover. It also has a strong tempering effect on the body!"
Chen An's eyes lit up when he heard this: "What a good thing!"
Chen An looked at the bottle in his hand: "What kind of bottle is this? How can it hold so much?"
"There must be something fishy going on!" Old Tang swallowed his saliva and said, "Hurry up and pour some for me!"
Chen An raised his head: "Old Tang, the point is that I don't remember having this bottle!"
"You've collected so many treasures, it's normal that you can't remember them all!"
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