I searched for corpses in the Wuding River to extract entries

Chapter 161 Descendants of the Black Dragon
Xie Que didn't think about it anymore, and put this trouble behind him.

After all, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, even if 360 martial arts gods are really needed.

Relying on "never-ending", it may not take a few years.

After all, it only took a few days to condense the Garuda god form the fastest.

At this time, the qi, blood and astral qi in his body are no longer bound by his dantian.

It has completely broken away from the original martial arts path and embarked on an unknown route.

Xie Que guessed.

Only in this way, by condensing the acupoints, can one truly hold such a terrifying amount of energy and blood in his human body.

He exhaled a breath, and the hot wind swept across tens of miles in an instant.

The weather in the twelfth lunar month of this winter has quickly begun to warm up, like late summer.

The most basic strength I have now should be more than 500 Lu Zhili, Xie Que is not sure about the exact number.

It should be to find a real person who has entered the Tao as his new unit of measurement.

This pure qi and blood is more than three times compared to the self a few days ago.

The strength of the body has been strengthened to a terrifying level.

He stood up and looked at the materials piled up in front of him.

Recalling the method of forging the Jiulong Shenhuo cover, I started to try it.

Soon, Xie Que realized that he had overestimated his talent in weapon refining.

After losing more than 70 sets of materials in a row, Xie Que succeeded only once.

Moreover, the refined product is also somewhat ugly.

Fortunately, Xie Que was able to perform miracles vigorously!

Forcibly relying on the brute force of the body, the appearance defects such as the depressions and protrusions on the magic weapon were pressed down or hammered out.

Ten days later, Xie Que looked at the small red clock in his hand with satisfaction.

"Fire!" Xie Que's Yin spirit moved.

Within this small bell, a burst of terrifyingly high-temperature fire instantly erupted.

He forcibly melted the Hanzhen Iron in front of him into a liquid state.

You must know that this cold precious iron has been in the ice mine for countless years. If it wants to melt, it will require at least tens of thousands of degrees of heat.

After feeling it for a while, Xie Que couldn't help feeling: "The power is good, but it's a pity that it consumes too much mana."

It is estimated that if a real person who has not experienced the thunder calamity uses this magic weapon.

I'm afraid it will be completely drained just once.

"Oh, there are still some defects." Xie Que looked at the "dragon pattern" on the small clock.

Due to inexperience, the dragon pattern was distorted by its carvings, and its body was extremely thick.

Like a lizard.

"Forget it..." After pondering for a moment, Xie Que rolled up his sleeves and refined the weapon again.

As for this divine fire cover, Xie Que is planning to sell it to Chenpan Daoist.

After having a successful experience, Xie Que finally succeeded in refining another one before the materials were exhausted.

He slapped it, and nine tiny fire dragons coiled around it, flying up and down, spraying earth with fire from their mouths, turning everything they touched into ashes.

It's just that the fire dragon form is still a bit fat.

"The fire dragon in the prince's house has good food, and it's okay to grow fatter."

After putting away the two small clocks, Xie Que just escaped from the hiding place.

"it's time."

When he arrived at Tongyun Mountain, Xie Que chuckled and threw the little clock.

Hong Yun, who was watching, walked out of the Taoist temple, caught it, and then nodded towards the old monk with his hands clasped together.

The old monk that Xie Que transformed into also nodded slightly, then turned into a stream of light and left.

Hong Yun threw away the small clock in his hand, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

……

Half a day later, Hong Yun, who was holding a divine fire cover, set off a massacre at the mouth of the Wuding River.

The people who died were almost all members of Sanxian Shitai's team.

King Yan could sense the disappearance of these real people's thoughts, but he didn't come out to stop them.

The teacher was also entangled in trivial matters, so she couldn't come to take care of Hongyun herself.

Xie Que played the good guy again.

Pick up the corpses of these real people and save them.

The Death Judgment Picture Book kept flipping through, and finally there were only two entries that Xie Que noticed.

Lifelike: White entry, you are proficient in drawing.

Master of Refining: Purple entry, your success rate of refining is doubled.

Xie Que couldn't help frowning.

If my current success rate is [-]%, even if it is doubled, it will be [-]%.

But what does this lifelike thing mean?
Xie Que couldn't help but take out the first divine fire shield he had refined. After taking a look at it, he realized that it seemed a bit ugly, so he quickly put it into his waist.

The bloody storm brought by the red cloud made many real people under King Yan become afraid of it.

With his physical strength alone, he was able to withstand the triple thunder calamity of a real person.

If it is used again with its condensed and thick Yinshen, I am afraid it will be difficult for the fifth level of Thunder Tribulation to be an opponent.

Now that he has a magic weapon like the divine fire cover, Hongyun's strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

Even, Hong Yun had to cover Zhengde Temple with the sacred fire several times.

Fortunately, Yan Wang appeared every time and stopped his behavior.

But this is also what Xie Que did on purpose.

After all, the hateful thoughts gushing out from the Hongyun soul in his body made him feel a chill.

How much hate should this be?

Fortunately, Xie Que has obtained all of his memories, and any secrets about Hongyun are nothing in front of his eyes.

This also made Xie Que glad that he didn't have to communicate with this resentful woman whose resentment went straight to the sky.

After another seven days, King Yan sent a letter.

Summon Hongyun into the ancestral mausoleum of Shenjing to worship the late emperor.

This so-called first emperor is the Ming Xuan Emperor.

But Feng Tianyu doesn't need to follow him, after all, it is his family's business.

This can't help but make Xie Que a little worried.

If the great sage Yin Shen is too far away from him, he will not be able to save himself in an accident.

In order to completely cover up Hongyun's spirit, Xie Que took out a book of professional sealing methods in Liyuan again at the cost of his money.

Lock Hong Yun's soul completely, leaving only a gap for Panlong Seal as a response.

Three days later, Hong Yun followed the troops sent by King Yan.

The old monk who Xie Que turned into also got leisure, and went back to visit Shen Ning.

The two couldn't help blending yin and yang again, which greatly improved Shen Ning's yin and god power.

But for Xie Que, it is just a drop in the bucket.

In the secret sect, master Yan Guang, the ancestor, still hasn't returned.

Xie Que couldn't help but put his mind on Hong Yun's place.

……

It is rumored that the successive emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty were buried on the top of the highest mountain outside Shenjing City.

That hill used to be the foundation of the dragon veins of the former Dacai, but now it has become the resting place of the emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

But what surprised Xie Que was that those people did not go to Shenjing with Hongyun.

Instead, it went all the way north, out of the territory of the Great Zhou.

At this time, Xie Que had already begun to doubt the fact that he had exposed.

But later, Xie Que saw an incarnation of Dragon Qi of King Yan.

Not the body.

According to what the teacher said, King Yan's body is in retreat.

Xie Que didn't think too much, and followed King Yan to continue heading south.

Soon, they came to the "Black Water River" in the black water of Baishan Mountain.

The Blackwater River covers an extremely wide area, almost traversing the entire northeast of Da Zhou.

At this time, King Yan turned to look at Hong Yun, with a warm expression on his face, but an extremely serious tone in his tone:

"Do you know that this Heishui River used to be called Heilong River?"

Xie Que shook his head, a hint of interest could not help but arise in his heart.

"As the king's first daughter, although I have hurt you because of my selfishness, this king wants to make up for you now."

"So, this king will also tell you this secret."

Hong Yun's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was cold: "What secret?"

King Yan smiled, not caring about Hong Yun's attitude:

"600 years ago, the evil dragon seized the throne, took him as the emperor, and deprived me of a hundred years of good fortune."

"And our lineage is the descendant of the so-called evil dragon."

(End of this chapter)