Chapter 130 Where to get dragon blood? [Second update, please give me a monthly ticket!]

Xie Yunling coughed up blood, and his pale beard was stained with blood.

He looked at the bamboo leaves on the ground that were cut in half, and his eyes became cloudy and dazed.

"Practitioners..."

Xie Yunling coughed and shook his head.

The world... has indeed changed.

Dao Zong's abandoned disciple returned five years later and shattered all of Dao Zong's glory with one sword.

Xie Yunling originally thought that he could suppress the young master of Beiluo Lu by using spiritual energy as the root and the heaven and earth as the talisman.

Now it seems that he took everything for granted.

A disciple who came out of Baiyujing chopped the method he had studied into pieces with one sword.

If he really used this method in front of Young Master Lu, he would probably not even know how he died.

"How strong is Baiyujing Lu Ping'an..."

Xie Yunling coughed up blood, gasped for breath, his eyes wavered slightly, he looked at Nie Zhangqing in a white shirt, and said.

Nie Zhangqing took back the butcher knife and hung it around his waist, his expression calm.

It was as if entering the Ti Zang realm was a trivial matter.

Instead, it was Xie Yunling's words that made Nie Zhangqing slightly stunned.

This question... is really difficult to answer.

Nie Zhangqing recalled every detail of his meeting with Lu Fan.

On that rainy night, Lu Fan appeared elegantly in front of him in a wheelchair with a maid holding an umbrella. He just supported his chin and with just a glance, he made Han Lianxiao, who had left him helpless at the time, prostrate himself on the ground, soaked with rainwater.

Nie Zhangqing really couldn't tell how strong Lu Fan was.

Because he couldn't see through Lu Fan.

I don’t know how many cards Lu Fan has.

"Sir, you are very strong..."

Nie Zhangqing answered seriously.

Xie Yunling sat cross-legged in a pile of fallen leaves.

"How strong is very strong?"

Xie Yunling asked again.

Nie Zhangqing weighed his Taoist wife on his back, his eyes a little dazed.

"Even if all the people in the world were combined, you can still beat them."

Nie Zhangqing said, he is a disciple of Bai Yujing, so what if he praises the young master?

Li San Sui, who was far away, was stunned when he heard this.

Nie Zhangqing really dared to say that.

Is Baiyujing Lu Ping'an really that powerful? Xie Yunling was startled, and then a bitter and self-deprecating smile appeared on his old face.

"I have brought back the words of the young master. Everyone, goodbye."

Nie Zhangqing looked at Xie Yunling deeply.

Carrying the Taoist nun on his back, the nun was foolishly playing with Nie Changqing's hair. Nie Changqing smiled gently, and walked down Tiandang Mountain step by step, carrying a butcher knife and carrying the Taoist nun on his back, under the glow of the red sunset.

Nie Zhangqing took Lu Fan's words to heart, and as for Dao Zong's attitude, Nie Zhangqing no longer paid attention to it.

He took his wife away.

From now on, he, Nie Zhangqing, and Dao Zong...

No connection anymore.

…

The great lake of Nanjun.

Outside the Longmen Secret Realm, Tang Xiansheng paced back and forth anxiously.

finally……

Inside the Dragon Gate there were no longer fleeing soldiers, but familiar figures.

"Yun'er!"

Tang Xiansheng's eyes flickered.

Seeing Tang Baiyun, Tang Yimo and others walking out of the secret realm, joy gradually appeared on their faces.

There was a light blue aura constantly flowing through Tang Baiyun's body.

"father!"

"From today on... I will also be a practitioner!"

Tang Baiyun saw Tang Xiansheng and smiled.

Tang Baiyun was very happy. Originally, with the addition of a cultivator named Tang Yimo, he was worried that his position as heir would be shaken.

But now he is also a cultivator, and the position of the prefect of Nanjun, Tang Xiansheng, must belong to the eldest son born to his wife, and not to the bastard born to Tang Yimo, a slave.

Tang Yimo was sweating all over, and his clothes were dripping with sweat.

He glanced at the excited Tang Baiyun indifferently and curled his lips.

He bowed to Tang Xiansheng and turned to leave.

Tang Baiyun will naturally introduce the situation in the secret realm.

He wants to go back to be with his younger sister and mother.

Tang Baiyun excitedly introduced the situation in the secret realm to Tang Xiansheng. He told Tang Xiansheng the special features of the terracotta warriors, which made Tang Xiansheng's eyes light up with an extremely bright light.

"With these terracotta warriors... can my Nanjun train an army of cultivators?!"

"With an army of cultivators, even Baiyujing... I'm afraid we won't be afraid of it! Hahaha!"

This is what Tang Xiansheng immediately thought of after listening to Tang Baiyun's introduction.

"Whoever obtains the land to raise dragons will be qualified to fight for the world!"

Tang Baiyun was stunned, and after he understood, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Yun'er, my Nanjun has always been a fertile land. The Great Zhou was in chaos, and various counties rose up in rebellion. Why has my Nanjun never been very active? Do you think that Dad has no ambition at all?"

Tang Xiansheng patted Tang Baiyun on the shoulder and said.

Tang Baiyun was puzzled, so he bowed and asked for help.

"Wrong, Dad is ambitious."

"My Nanjun is located in the most fertile and rich land of the Great Zhou, with elite soldiers and generals and wealth that can rival a country. But what does the Great Zhou have now? It's just a pile of mud. Apart from the six defensive cities, what can the Great Zhou use to fight against the world?"

"So, why shouldn't Nanjun fight for it?"

Tang Xiansheng took a deep breath and said.

He looked at the coiled dragon lying in the mud with a sharp gaze.

"However, Kong Xiu, the old fellow, is very cunning... and Jiang Li, the disciple of the military strategist, may look upon the Great Zhou as a sick cat, but don't forget that it was once a fierce tiger."

"West County and North County fought fiercely, but neither of them ever really conquered the Great Zhou."

"The more this happens, the more I have to control my temper."

"But I can't wait any longer. Among the eight dragon-raising sites, there is one in the Imperial Capital. I can think of using the dragon-raising site to train an army of cultivators, not to mention that old man Kong Xiu..."

"The capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty is close to Beiluo City, and in Beiluo City there is Baiyujing. The mysterious Young Master Lu is the biggest variable."

"Baiyujing is the world's number one cultivator power. They must have more means to train cultivators. If the young emperor goes to Baiyujing to learn cultivation methods, the cultivator army we train will definitely not be able to compete with the Great Zhou."

Tang Xiansheng was very solemn.

His words made Tang Baiyun's body tremble.

I didn’t expect Tang Xiansheng to think so much.

"Dad, what should I do in Nanjun?"

Tang Baiyun bowed again.

Tang Xiansheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Tang Yimo who was limping away in the mud. A gleam of sharpness flashed in his eyes.

"What the young emperor is most worried about now is... the armies of North County and West County."

"So, we just... cater to their needs."

Tang Xiansheng stroked his beard.

Tang Baiyun was slightly stunned by the attempt to please him.

"Yun'er, explore the secret realm and train an army of practitioners. I will let Yimo assist you. This army will be called... Nanfu Army."

"Besides, it's time for me to stretch my old bones and go to the Imperial Capital to pay my respects to the young emperor."

Tang Xiansheng stroked his beard and smiled.

Entering the Imperial Capital with his current status requires great courage.

…

Overlord withdrew from the floating island.

He did not go any deeper. There was nothing else in the palace on the floating island except three kinds of elixirs.

If he wanted to gain more, he had to step into the central palace where the eight dragon gates converged.

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

However, Overlord was not sure.

The pressure that the palace brought to him was so great that it made his body tremble.

According to the experience of entering the secret realm of Wolongling, the greatest master should be sleeping in the central palace.

Just like the ancient Qi cultivators.

If Overlord breaks through the body storage, he might dare to give it a try.

However, he was not sure because he hadn't yet broken through the body.

After experiencing the beatings of society, the tyrant's arrogance has been restrained a lot.

He will no longer be blindly arrogant.

He will break into this central palace, but... he needs to wait for others to come with him.

Standing on the floating island, looking out at the remaining seven floating islands around.

There are cold chains connecting the central palace on the floating island. The Overlord believes that someone will eventually be able to accompany him.

Exited the Longmen Secret Realm.

Jump out of the river.

On the bank of Dongyan River, the soldiers of Xiliang looked at the Overlord excitedly.

"How is it going?"

Xiang Shaoyun said.

"Reporting to the governor, we have sent soldiers to kill terracotta warriors to obtain spiritual energy. Now, we have trained eighteen soldiers who have condensed spiritual energy."

A master warrior who has condensed spiritual energy said.

"Why are there only eighteen people?" Xiang Shaoyun frowned, somewhat dissatisfied with the number.

"Governor, that's good. The fighting power of the terracotta warriors is extremely strong. Ordinary masters are simply no match for them. If we use numbers to crush them, it will take a hundred people to break one terracotta warrior."

"Besides, it takes time for the terracotta warriors to break into pieces and reassemble again..."

"The most important thing is that not everyone can condense Qi and let spiritual energy enter the body. For those with poor talents, spiritual energy cannot be gathered into Qi Dan at all."

The general said.

"It's already pretty good that eighteen people can condense their spiritual energy."

After this explanation, Xiang Shaoyun finally relaxed his brows.

"good."

"The soldiers who have condensed their spiritual energy will be organized into a new army, and this prefect will personally teach them. This army will be called... the Xiliang Xiang Family Army."

"Let Xu Chu give it a try, and strive to get all of our Xiliang warriors to condense their spiritual energy!"

Xiang Shaoyun said.

Upon hearing this, the general who reported the incident trembled and a red color surged on his face.

“Yes!”

Xiliang Xiang Family Army! An army composed entirely of practitioners, it will surely be... invincible! ...

Imperial capital.

Yuwen Xiu looked at the soldiers walking out of the Dragon Gate, covered in blood.

There is spiritual energy surging in the bodies of many soldiers!

He clapped his hands excitedly.

The Imperial Master sat on the armchair, his eyelids slightly drooping, but his expression was not clear.

Yuwen Xiu called Jiang Li.

Jiang Li was wearing silver armor and standing before Yuwen Xiu with his hands clasped.

"Lord Jiang, I ordered people to explore the secret realm. Although there were heavy losses, the harvest was also very good. Thirty people gained spiritual energy. These thirty people will be led by Lord Jiang to form... the Black Dragon Guard! Guard the Imperial Capital, and let the Dragon protect the Great Zhou!"

Yuwen Xiu sat on the dragon throne and gave the order with excitement on his face.

Jiang Li was stunned.

The Imperial Master who was sitting on the throne also opened his eyes slightly.

The Black Dragon Guards... an army formed by cultivators? "I will definitely fulfill my mission!"

Jiang Li bowed and answered solemnly.

Yu Wenxiu clapped his hands, "What a pity, Lord Jiang is unwilling to enter the Dragon Gate Secret Realm to gather spiritual energy. I am afraid that Lord Jiang will not have spiritual energy and will not be able to convince the Black Dragon Guards in the future."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Li's brows frowned slightly.

State Master Kong Xiu on the side spoke up: "Your Majesty, don't worry... General Jiang is a disciple of a military strategist, and his ability to lead troops and generals is second to none in the world. The Black Dragon Guard will be under the command of General Jiang, and there will be no worries."

"Fly south."

Kong Nanfei, who was standing quietly behind the national teacher, was stunned, "Disciple is here."

"Your Majesty, my humble disciple Kong Nanfei can assist General Jiang in training the Black Dragon Guards."

The state teacher's vicissitudes of life words resounded.

Yuwen Xiu was stunned.

Kong Nanfei is a genuine cultivator. With Kong Nanfei's help, Jiang Li can save himself a lot of trouble.

"Teacher, you can let Lord Kong help train the Black Dragon Guards. That really solves a problem that has been bothering me."

Yuwen Xiu laughed.

Suddenly, Yuwen Xiu turned his head and looked at the old eunuch beside him.

"Old man, you should also go to the secret realm and try your luck. You have been with me for so many years, and I don't want to see you being eliminated by the times."

Upon hearing this, the old eunuch knelt down on the ground.

"His Majesty……"

"Go ahead. If you can't condense spiritual energy, there's no need to come back."

Yuwen Xiu said.

The old eunuch trembled and his forehead fell to the ground.

“Yes.”

…

On this day, all major forces made the decision to train an army of cultivators.

When these decisions are made, the world situation will be changed.

At this moment, Lu Pingan caused a great change in the world situation.

But he was rubbing his temples with a headache.

Hesitantly looking at the newly acquired pill recipe.

"To refine the Dragon Blood Pill... you need a pound of dragon blood."

"Where can I get this pound of dragon blood?"

(End of this chapter)