Chapter 112 Sir, I have a small request.

The latest message from Tianji Pigeon has made the world excited.

The immortals have eight dragon-raising sites, with an immortal affinity that is no less powerful than that of Wolong Ridge, although the news that has been sent is indeed shocking.

But... what is even more shocking is the signature of the Tianji family.

The signature formed by the bright red blood is from Tianji Pavilion in Baiyujing.

The Tianji Family became the Tianji Pavilion, and the Tianji Family, one of the hundreds of schools of thought, became a force under Bai Yujing.

A force that had been passed down for hundreds and thousands of years was thus incorporated into Baiyujing.

Although the Tianji School is not the most powerful one among the Hundred Schools of Thought, it is still one of the Hundred Schools of Thought and an existence that cannot be ignored by the world.

Imperial capital.

Yuwen Xiu sat high on the dragon throne, holding a letter in his hand.

On the side, the old eunuch stood with his body bowed.

"The Tianji family was taken in by Bai Yujing? The Great Zhou Dynasty has been trying for so many years but has never been able to do it, but Bai Yujing has done it so easily..."

Yuwen Xiu said slowly.

"This is a force at the level of the Hundred Schools of Thought, but it was actually incorporated by Bai Yujing. What does Lu Ping'an want to do? Will he want to incorporate other Hundred Schools of Thought in the future?"

"If it's any other force, it might not be possible, but... it's Lu Ping'an's Baiyujing, so it might not be impossible..."

"After integrating all the families, how terrifying will Baiyujing become?!"

Yuwen Xiu murmured.

Then he turned his head, looked at the old eunuch, frowned and asked: "Old man, what do you think?"

The old eunuch shuddered and fell to his knees.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I dare not make any assumptions."

Yuwen Xiu leaned back in his wheelchair. "Sure enough, after killing all those ministers who kept complaining, my ears will be much quieter..."

"Lu Ping'an really has the means to do things that I dare not do..."

"If I were to kill all these ministers, I would be cursed for eternity... But Lu Ping'an is fearless. He is not me, and the curse for eternity is like a wisp of autumn wind to him."

The old eunuch prostrated himself on the ground, not uttering a single word.

Yu Wenxiu felt a little bored.

He stroked his chin, looking at the flaming morning sky outside the imperial city, his eyes gradually flickering.

"There is a destiny of immortals in the dragon breeding land... I have already occupied a dragon breeding land, ahead of everyone else."

“No… I have never been ahead of Lu Ping’an. Beiluo Lake is actually a place for raising dragons…”

"Lu Ping'an made the black carp transform into a dragon based on the characteristics of the dragon breeding ground."

Yu Wenxiu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Old man, go to the library and ask the Imperial Master for help... Tell him that the Imperial Capital is in need of reconstruction and everything needs to be led by the Imperial Master."

The old eunuch kneeling on the ground nodded: "Yes."

Yuwen Xiu also stood up, his dragon robe rolled up, and left the Zijin Palace and went to the garden.

…

Beijun Great Tent.

There was a dull atmosphere, as if a cold deathly air was lingering in every corner of the tent.

The Overlord attacked the camp, one man on one horse, coming from a hundred miles away, no one could stop him, until he arrived in front of Tan Tai Xuan, with his chin raised and waving a long axe, so arrogant.

However, the huge Beijun army was unable to deal with just one person.

Tan Tai Xuan seemed to have aged several years. He sat on a chair, rubbing his eyebrows.

Mo Beike and Mo Ju sat on both sides without saying a word.

Suddenly, a soldier came with a letter.

Mo Beike and Mo Ju looked at the letter together, their eyes fixed.

"The Tianji family has been incorporated into Bai Yujing... From now on, there will be one less family among the hundreds of schools of thought."

As the head of the Mohist School, one of the Hundred Schools, Mo Beike naturally felt emotional.

The incorporation and elimination of hundreds of powerful forces represents... the beginning of the end of an era.

Faintly, a gigantic hand reached out to grab the various schools of thought in the Great Zhou.

However, what Tan Tai Xuan saw was not Tian Ji Ge being recruited, but the news about Yang Long Di.

He stood up suddenly and walked back and forth in the tent.

"Dragon breeding ground..."

"The Imperial Capital is a place where dragons are raised. Yuwen Xiu, that brat, was able to kill Zhao Kuo because of the protection of the black dragon..."

"The one who obtains the dragon is the legitimate heir of the world, and can legitimately challenge the throne of the emperor."

"Moreover... the dragon breeding ground is a place of immortal fate. This time's immortal fate... I can't miss it again!"

Tan Tai Xuan's eyes were bloodshot and his hands were clenched with determination.

As a cultivator, Overlord's tyranny made Tan Tai Xuan deeply understand that strength is the only truth, and the era when one man can defeat ten thousand troops has arrived, and he cannot stand still.

"Call all the generals, let's search the world for a place to raise dragons!"

Tan Tai Xuan's eyes were as sharp as torches.

Mo Beike looked at Tan Tai Xuan and nodded slightly. Tan Tai Xuan had a very good quality, which was to fight again and again after repeated failures. He would not be discouraged after failure and would quickly regroup, and... he could recognize the situation clearly.

Such people have a great chance of success.

…

South County.

A secret letter floated into the Tang Mansion.

As the largest family in Nanjun, the Tang family possesses enormous resources.

Tang Xiansheng, dressed in Confucian robes, sat at the dining table, which was filled with hundreds of delicious dishes.

After reading the secret letter, Tang Xiansheng smiled, folded the secret letter, then grabbed the jade chopsticks, picked up a piece of crystal clear fish meat, rolled up his sleeves, and personally put it into the bowl of Tang Yimo who was concentrating on eating the round rice.

"Yi Mo, eat more."

Tang Xiansheng smiled gently.

Tang Yimo didn't say anything, just stuffed the fish into his mouth in silence.

Ever since he killed Tang Baichen, Tang Xiansheng's attitude towards him changed, and he was extremely uncomfortable with it.

He went from being a stranger whom I barely saw once a year to being an extremely kind father.

Tang Yimo's mother and sister were also taken out of the woodshed and specially placed in a brand new villa. There were more than a dozen maids arranged for them. Their status in the Tang family was only lower than that of the eldest lady.

Tang Yimo knew why. He was not stupid. A mother's status is determined by her son.

Even his mother found him in panic and told him to be careful and not to do anything that would harm others.

However, when Tang Yimo looked at his mother and sister who were wearing fine clothes and eating delicious meals, he did not reject Tang Xiansheng's kindness and chose to accept it.

Wasn't his goal to allow his mother and sister to live a good life? To protect them and keep them alive and well? Now that he had done all of this, it was enough.

"Yi Mo, take a look at this news."

Tang Xiansheng pushed the secret letter in front of Tang Yimo. Tang Yimo was startled. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and wiped his hands on his clothes. The eldest son of the Tang family, who was sitting opposite him, frowned.

Tang Yimo unfolded the secret letter.

"Dragon breeding ground?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"There are eight dragon-raising sites in the Great Zhou? Are there immortals in the dragon-raising sites?"

Tang Yimo was surprised.

"This is the Tianji family... Oh no, the news from the Tianji Pavilion in Baiyujing cannot be false. The news from Wolongling last time is also completely true. Your father missed the chance to become an immortal that time, and I don't want to miss the chance to become an immortal again this time in the Dragon Breeding Land."

"The future world will belong to cultivators. Whoever has stronger cultivators under his command will be able to rule the world."

Tang Xiansheng put down his jade chopsticks, stroked his beard and chuckled.

"Yi Mo, are you willing to lend a helping hand to your father?"

Tang Yimo was stunned. He turned his head and looked at his sister who was eating with her mouth full of oil. His eyes softened a little and he said, "Father, if you need any help, please let me know."

Tang Xiansheng was such a shrewd man that he glanced at the girl who was eating so much that her lips were drooling over the food, and the smile on his face widened.

…

The news spread all over the world.

The whole world was shocked.

Not only the major forces, but even the martial arts world was in a state of excitement. The eight dragon-raising sites were all places of immortal fate.

Those who enter the dragon-raising land will have a chance to become immortals. If they can get the attention of a real dragon in the dragon-raising land, they can even achieve enlightenment in one day! The martial artists were excited.

The influence of various schools of thought was also boiling.

Hundreds of forces including the Sword Sect and the Taoist Sect began to take this news seriously.

Of course, they also discovered the news that the Tianji family was renamed Baiyujing Tianji Pavilion.

This caused the two major forces to feel a sense of crisis.

Today, Baiyujing can incorporate the Tianji family. In the future, will Baiyujing suppress and incorporate their sword sect, Taoist sect, and mechanical family?

Someone smelled Bai Yujing's ambition.

Baiyujing, the capital of Beiluo Young Master Lu, is planning to annex hundreds of families, suppress the martial arts world, and become the number one force in the Great Zhou!

For a time, the martial arts world of the Great Zhou was in turmoil and people were in panic.

Many martial arts masters and sects began to frantically search for dragon-raising places and become practitioners. Only in this way could they resist Baiyujing.

No one knows when, the nameless Baiyujing has grown into a behemoth that terrifies all forces in the world.

…

Beiluo Lake Island.

The morning light slowly broke through the clouds, as if spreading golden rice all over the ground, making the surface of Beiluo Lake sparkle with golden waves.

The five hundred Beiluo cavalrymen returned from the Imperial Capital, and Nie Zhangqing rode his carriage straight to the Beiluo Lake Pier.

I sailed across Beiluo Lake in a lonely boat.

Ning Zhao, Nie Zhangqing and Yi Yue all landed on the island.

Ni Yu, who was rolling up his sleeves and making elixirs on the island, suddenly became excited and cheerful, and waved to Ning Zhao and others on the lone boat from afar.

In the attic, Lu Fan leaned against the carved wooden railing and couldn't help but smile.

"Sir, I have accomplished my mission."

Nie Zhangqing and the other two came in front of Lu Fan, bowed and said.

Lu Fan nodded.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Nie Zhangqing and the other two bowed again.

"Sister Ning and Yi Yue should go practice first. I have something to say to Old Nie."

Lu Fan said.

“Yes.”

Ning Zhao and Yi Yue bowed and left.

"sit."

Lu Fan pointed at the cushion in front of him where Nie Zhangqing was sitting cross-legged. He seemed to understand why Lu Fan had left him alone.

"Old Nie, I once said that after the matter of the Imperial Capital is settled, you can do what you have always wanted to do in your heart..."

"Young Master..." Nie Zhangqing opened his mouth.

"Go ahead. Family reunion is actually quite beautiful. Who doesn't want to live happily in this world?"

Lu Fan played with the jade-like chess piece in his hand.

Nie Zhangqing's expression fluctuated and he clenched his fists.

"Go, go to Dao Zong to pick up your wife, Xiao Shuang's mother." Lu Fan said.

"in addition……"

"Sir, I have a small request for you."

Nie Zhangqing was startled and said, "Sir, please speak."

Lu Fan smiled, and a breeze blew over, blowing his hair in front of his forehead and making his white shirt flutter.

"Take Dao Zong away..."

(End of this chapter)