Chapter 124 Before Dragon Gate, the Taoist Nun in Green Shirt [Third update, please subscribe! ]

Imperial capital.

Zijin Palace, royal garden.

Five horses rolled over bricks and stones and stopped in front of the gate outside the garden. The vermilion wall was shining brightly under the scorching sun.

Kong Nanfei helped the imperial teacher get off the carriage.

The old eunuch stood aside, holding a whisk respectfully.

Walking around the arch bridge carved by skilled craftsmen and entering the royal garden, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to become rich.

Kong Nanfei's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Imperial Capital... a place for raising dragons?"

Kong Nanfei pondered over it and figured it out. It was no secret that one of the eight dragon-breeding sites in the Great Zhou Dynasty was in the imperial city.

The Imperial Master looked calm, "Let's go and meet His Majesty."

“Yes.”

Kong Nanfei suppressed the shock in his heart and said.

In front of the garden.

The stationing of troops made the gardens, which were originally a place for relaxation and recreation, become somewhat solemn and solemn.

Jiang Li walked out in silver armor.

"National Master."

Seeing the Imperial Master being supported by Kong Nanfei, Jiang Li bowed slightly and said.

"General Jiang is as brave as ever, worthy of being called the military god of the Great Zhou."

The national teacher smiled hoarsely, and the wrinkles on his face piled up together.

Jiang Li also smiled, supported the national teacher, and entered the garden.

"I don't dare to be a military god, I just do my best to protect the country. This is what soldiers like me should do."

Jiang Li Road.

The national teacher smiled.

They bypassed the heavily guarded teams of armored soldiers and entered the depths of the garden.

However, I saw a huge vortex flowing in a green pond. In the vortex, there was an exquisite and majestic dragon gate suspended. Spiritual energy was gushing out from it, and a black dragon was circling around the dragon gate.

"A place to raise dragons."

A gleam of light flashed in the imperial teacher's eyes.

Yuwen Xi sat upright on a wooden chair, while several palace maids were holding umbrellas and fanning themselves.

Seeing the imperial teacher, Yuwen Xiu immediately stood up and came to greet him.

"Teacher, you are finally willing to leave the library."

"I miss you teacher day and night."

Yuwen Xiu helped the imperial teacher sit on the chair, while Jiang Li and Kong Nanfei stood on both sides.

"Thanks to the guidance of the Imperial Master, I personally went to Beiluo City. With the guidance of Lu Ping'an and the protection of the Black Dragon, I was able to escape the catastrophe during Zhao Kuo's rebellion and turn the tables in one fell swoop."

Yuwen Xiu said excitedly that he was just a child and after doing such a big thing, he naturally wanted to find someone to tell.

The Imperial Master listened with a smile.

After a long while, Fang Shi waved his hand and said, "Your Majesty, I have never asked Your Majesty to go to Beiluo to look for Lu Ping'an."

"Lu Ping'an is a man who is...unfathomable. Your Majesty should avoid contact with him."

The national teacher said seriously.

"Teacher, you're worrying too much. Lu Ping'an is easy to get along with, but he has a weird temper."

Yu Wenxiu smiled and didn't take it seriously.

He pointed at the dragon breeding ground, his eyes bright and he said: "This black dragon breeding ground is the key to the rise of our Great Zhou... I have already sent people to investigate."

"There are terracotta warriors inside. If you kill them, you can gain spiritual energy into your body and become a cultivator. I can use this as a basis to train an army of cultivators. However... the only drawback is that it takes time for these terracotta warriors to recover. Moreover, not everyone can become a cultivator. Some people can complete Qi refining in an hour, but some people cannot condense Qi in a day."

Yuwen Xiu sighed.

"Of course, cultivators are more demanding than warriors. Warriors have qualification restrictions, let alone cultivators."

The national teacher stroked his beard and said.

"In addition to the terracotta warriors, there is also a floating island. Behind the floating island is a large palace. I guess this palace is connected to the eight dragon gates!"

"It's hard to guess what the immortal is thinking. The eight dragon-raising sites...are they trying to stir up a cultivation storm in my Great Zhou!"

Yuwen Xiu sighed.

"For now, we can only explore the Terracotta Warriors Land and cross the floating island on the iron chain bridge... We can't do it. As soon as the team of ten stepped onto the iron chain bridge, they were beheaded in an instant..."

"Lord Jiang judged that in order to cross the iron chain bridge, one must practice to a certain level of cultivation."

The Imperial Master nodded. He was listening while Yuwen Xiu was speaking.

After a long time, Yuwen Xiu gradually lost his voice.

He looked at the Imperial Master and said slowly, "Teacher, do you want to enter the secret realm of the Dragon Breeding Land?"

As soon as these words came out.

The atmosphere in the garden changed slightly.

Kong Nanfei frowned.

"Your Majesty, the Master is old and I'm afraid he can't enter the dragon-raising land."

Yu Wenxiu glanced at Kong Nanfei and waved his hand.

The Imperial Master stroked his beard and smiled, "Your Majesty, Nan Fei is right. I am already half buried in the earth. I am not as good as you young people. I am not capable of obtaining this immortal fate. I will not enter the dragon breeding ground..."

The Imperial Master's refusal was as resolute as when Jiang Li refused.

Yu Wenxiu narrowed his eyes.

He looked at Jiang Li, then at the Imperial Master, and both of them rejected him.

Why? He was puzzled, frowned, and leaned back in his chair.

The atmosphere in the garden became serious again.

…

Boom boom boom! In the secret realm of Longmen in Dongyanjiang.

The terrible roar continued to resound, and the soldiers of Xiliang were all shocked when they saw the fighting figures on the chain bridge in the distance.

That battle was truly an eye-opener for them.

The Overlord was like a demon, holding a shield in one hand and an axe in the other. When he swung the axe, the air seemed to howl as if it could not bear the weight.

However, the two male and female figures formed by the purple smoke were stabbing out with swords while constantly tumbling.

The sword beams were so dense that they almost covered the entire chain bridge.

As strong as Overlord was, his body was covered with numerous sword marks, which were seeping with blood.

The shield was even dented by the sword, and the sword mark penetrated three inches into the shield!

The chain bridge was shaking.

The Overlord's eyes were full of fighting spirit. He did not retreat. He was even so excited that all the pores on his body tightened and his hair stood on end.

He was excited, he finally felt the pressure...

The purple smoke man and woman were extremely fast, like nimble assassins or dashing swordsmen.

The Overlord had unparalleled power, and his long axe carried such a huge force that he blasted one of the opponents off the iron chain bridge. However, the purple smoke dissipated and soon gathered again on the bridge. Moreover, a long sword condensed from the smoke stabbed out from a very tricky angle, causing blood to spurt out of the Overlord's body.

During the battle, Overlord also found his own shortcomings.

In terms of agility, they are far inferior to Zi Yan and his wife.

In fact, judging from the Qi Dan cultivation alone, the Overlord who transformed into a demon is not much different from the Zi Yan man and woman.

However, the methods used by Zi Yan men and women are extremely strange and difficult to guard against.

If Overlord had not been possessed by a demon, his body would have been strong and his skin thick.

If it were someone else, he would have died in hatred and bloodshed long ago.

Only when there is pressure can there be motivation.

The Overlord's muscles were trembling slightly in excitement.

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

His eyes, excited and fierce, looked towards the large palace behind the floating island...

If the Ziyan man and woman are so strong, how terrifying are the beings in the great palace? I am really looking forward to it!

Or maybe... a true Ti Zang realm practitioner? ! Overlord growled.

His body was entangled with demonic energy, and all the demonic energy in his Qi Dan completely erupted, causing his eyes to turn a stinging red.

The devil is in full swing.

On the iron chain bridge, only the afterimages were flickering, as well as endless sword light and sword intent! A Xiliang master warrior wanted to go up the bridge to help the Overlord.

However, he had just taken a step onto the chain bridge.

He howled and flew backwards, his entire leg shattered and covered in blood, and he was slashed by dozens of swords.

Fighting on the Chain Bridge.

Only top-level Qidan practitioners are allowed to enter!

…

Tiandang Mountain, Dao Zong Daping.

The blue bricks were stained with blood, and the death of the old Taoist priest filled the entire square with an atmosphere of terror.

Miao Renyu's pupils constricted as he looked at Nie Zhangqing, whose expression was calm, and clenched the bow in his hand.

“Am I too easy to talk to?”

Nie Zhangqing swung the butcher knife, and the blood on it splattered all over the ground.

"So... you guys got the illusion that I have a good temper and wouldn't dare to kill anyone?"

Nie Zhangqing said calmly.

The words fell on Dao Zong Daping with a resounding sound.

The pines and cypresses made rustling sounds when blown by the wind, and the sound of birds chirping could be heard everywhere.

"Brother Yu, tell me, where is Ru'er?"

Nie Zhangqing said.

Miao Renyu's face was pale, and Nie Zhangqing's unfamiliarity made his heart tremble.

"exist……"

"shut up!"

"Without the order of the Lord, anyone who dares to tell him will be considered a traitor to the Dao Sect!"

The wide and narrow entrance of Zhaixing Peak.

An old Taoist priest shouted.

"Uncle Master, why bother?"

Miao Renyu clenched his fists and said.

"Those who break the Dao Sect's rules will be expelled from the Dao Sect, just like what happened to this evil creature!"

The old Taoist's eyes were filled with roars and shouts. The death of the old Taoist elder also completely angered the older generation of the Taoist sect.

Dao Zong is the most mysterious force among all the schools of thought. Although it is not ostentatious, even the Confucian national master dares not provoke it. However, Nie Zhangqing actually killed his way to the gate of Dao Zong with a single sword!

Nie Zhangqing smiled.

The kind of smile that is a bit cold.

With a wave of his hand, the butcher knife suddenly flew out and flew past. The old Taoist roared, and the knife collided with the old Taoist knife. He immediately coughed up blood, and blood spurted out from all the pores of his body, and he flew backwards.

The butcher knife flew back.

Hanging above Nie Zhangqing's head, bright red blood was dripping down, making him look a little grim.

He took a step and moved forward slowly.

The Dao Sect disciples retreated to the large area of ​​Zhaixing Peak in panic.

Miao Renyu and several other Taoist disciples felt helpless, but also a little frightened.

Nie Zhangqing is too strong.

Is this the strength of a cultivator?

Terribly strong! Unreasonably strong.

Nie Zhangqing did not go on a killing spree. He learned the young master's temper and became a reasonable person.

"What a wicked beast! Your Majesty has truly raised an ungrateful wolf!"

An old Taoist said angrily.

The butcher knife swept across like black lightning.

The Taoist was beheaded and his blood splattered three feet away. He fell on the stone steps, staining the steps with blood.

Anyone who spoke about him was treated coldly by Nie Zhangqing, and his sword struck out like thunder.

The Daoist disciples, the Daoist followers were terrified.

Everyone was silent.

"Go on."

Nie Zhangqing said calmly, with his hands behind his back and his white shirt fluttering.

Even though he had walked through a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, his white shirt was not stained with the slightest stain of blood.

He walked through the narrow path that led from Tiandang Mountain to Zhaixing Peak.

The sound of footsteps echoed all around, but no one dared to stop them, and no one even dared to take action at this time.

Nie Changqing stood on the large flat ground of Zhaixing Peak, looking at the thick clouds suspended at the top, and slowly exhaled.

Dao Sect...Longmen Secret Realm.

After Longmen.

The Taoist robe fluttered, and a graceful figure walked out.

He wore a blue Taoist robe and a cloth scarf tied up his hair into a bun.

The indifferent Taoist nun stood at the entrance of Dragon Gate, her eyelashes trembling slightly, looking at Nie Zhangqing.

(End of this chapter)