From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

In the sixth year of Jiachun, the autumn was clear and cool.

In Uttarakuru, a huge river runs across the east and west.

The central part is the region with the most abundant water transportation and spiritual energy in the continent, and the seventh dynasty of the Haoran world is located here.

The Lu family's national oak has been passed down for three thousand years, during which time it has branched out and many of its bloodlines have spread to other continents.

Yang Qingkong, the head of the Yang family, is a national teacher.

The chief guardian of the nation, the immortal Lu Yanqing, and his Taoist partner, the goddess of the immortal staff, are in the Yupu realm.

The registered worshiper is Bai Shang, the number one swordsman in the north.

The Duckweed Sword Lake is dedicated to the sword immortal Li Cai.

Shuilong Sect, two great masters in the north and south.

The wild swordsman Cen Fengming.

The king of warriors came to the border to complain.

There are nearly ten immortals in the upper five realms within the country, which is more than the number of major cultivators in the entire Aquarius Continent. If there is another immortal in the ascended realm to suppress the national destiny, then it is not an extravagant hope for the world's top five dynasties. It is rumored that the ancestors of several main branches of the Shang family and the Zongheng family are standing behind the Lu family, contributing money and manpower.

The Zhongyue of the Dayuan Dynasty is the Zhongyue of Northern Juluzhou. The dignity of this great mountain deity is second only to an unspeakable counterpart in the north. After achieving outstanding achievements, emperors of all dynasties would lead civil and military officials to Zhongyue to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth.

Martial arts is prevalent at the foot of Wangchao Mountain, and millions of cavalrymen are ready to fight. It is jointly controlled by three military forces including Bingge Mountain and is affiliated with the Dayuan court.

But precisely because of its strength, Dayuan is surrounded by enemies on three sides.

The Western Hualing Dynasty is backed by Xie Shi, the Taoist leader of the continent.

In the Eastern Great Seal Dynasty, the warrior Gu You who protected the country finally returned to his true self.

The northern Daqi Dynasty has neither national protectors nor any mountain immortal sects, but it has been peaceful for a thousand years because of the Taoist tradition of True Man Fire Dragon, the leader of both the black and white worlds in Northern Juluzhou.

As for the more than ten emperors of vassal states between the hegemonic country and the three dynasties, they all became puppets, responsible only for handing over money to the gods, contributing seeds for cultivation, and paying tribute to natural treasures.

There are groups of gods and heroes everywhere, but the earthly immortals are still the guests of honor of all forces, and their number is to a great extent related to the flow of national destiny and the foundation of the sect.

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Dayuan Dynasty, the northern secondary capital.

On the top of a fairy mountain, Jiang Yuan sat cross-legged, having been in seclusion for a month.

By writing with the Immortal Weapon Jingwei Judge's Pen, the efficiency of making large talismans has been significantly improved, from the original half a month to three days.

Behind Jiang Yuan, eight gods holding swords and slashing talismans merged with eight shadow gods respectively.

The Golden Crow secret realm in "Fengdu Ten Thousand Ghosts Paying Homage to the Immortal" arrives to provide the eight shadow gods with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth needed to break the mirror.

He cultivated to the Golden Elixir eight times, and each method was very different. The fundamental help came from the diligent and conscientious Sect Master Yuhua, who provided considerable help in observing the Tao.

Each shadow god carries 60% of the combat power of the Yin God.

In short, it is the Nascent Soul sword cultivation realm and the perfect warrior physique at the Mountain Peak realm.

There was only a thatched cottage on the top of the mountain. The spiritual energy gathered by the magic circle was as thick as fog. Someone stood up, and ten strands of ultimate sword energy that had been refined several times vibrated in his body, clearing the clouds and revealing the bright moon.

"Guess how I'm still alive," Jiang Yuan said.

Not far away, next to the lush ancient pine, a woman in Taoist robe stood gracefully.

Ju Ran fell silent upon hearing that. The last scene in her memory was a golden crow rising into the sky and two gods hanging high in the sky. The man in front of her was probably also a hermit. As for how she was still alive, if she answered that she was not dead, she would probably be killed. Her appearance was not bad, but it was not comparable to the ten fairies and was not worth looking at.

"Senior, is it because of that bottle of water pill?"

Jiang Yuan was noncommittal.

The yellow dog that was frolicking on the top of the mountain kicked the Taoist priest, stopped and said with a smile, "Because your last name is Lu."

Ju Ran's face turned pale. The Emperor Dayuan already had more than a hundred descendants. A dispensable princess was really not as valuable as a terrestrial immortal embryo. If she did not have the aptitude to practice Taoism, it would have been a huge challenge for her to enter the Chongxuan Office to practice. Most of the royal sisters had married powerful generals or noble scholars early on.

In the eyes of Emperor Dayuan, children are far less important than loyal and virtuous ministers and worshipping gods. "Female emperor, or Jindan?" Jiang Yuan asked. He didn't like the name "Dayuan", so he planned to change an emperor who was not so annoying. The emperor of the dynasty was protected by the national destiny, and Yue Manzun could not forcefully control it for the time being. At the same time, the succession of the throne was not the clan, but the major academies in the town.

The yellow dog was a little excited. So far, there had been no true empress of the dynasty in the old almanac. The resistance was huge and it was not something that could be accomplished overnight. But as long as he succeeded, maybe he would be able to give the "great emperor" a severe blow in the future. With thousands of years of inertia, the empress's succession to the throne was against common sense and the kingly way, but it also meant a grand fortune that symbolized the opening up of the world.

Ju Ran struggled for a while, not daring to hope for great fortune.

"A bottle of water pill can't save two lives. You can go." Jiang Yuan waved his hand, signaling this guy to stay away.

"Senior, can I decide whether to practice martial arts and who to marry?" Ju Ran suddenly asked. The emperor at the foot of the mountain was not allowed to practice Taoism, but he could practice martial arts. This required diligence day and night. There were not many martial arts emperors who made a name for themselves in history, not to mention that he had two main meridians under his feet, so naturally they would conflict with each other.

"Okay." Jiang Yuan answered casually, not interested in why the other party changed his mind.

Ju Ran sighed secretly, the fact that the other party was concerned about the relationship meant that there was at least some hope and certainty in the matter of the empress, and she would not become a pawn in a whim.

Nine shadow gods appeared, and Youbi and Zuofu stood beside the woman.

Tan Lang carried the destiny of "Ning Zhenzhen" to Bingge Mountain.

Ju Men and Lu Cun went to the Shuilong Sect, transformed into the embryo of a sword immortal and the Nascent Soul of a wild cultivator to seek a position of worship.

Wenqu went to one of the seventy-two academies in Dayuan, carrying a vague projection of his natal character, or a "prototype".

Lian Zhen sneaked into the northern secondary capital and went straight to the mansion of Marquis Zhan An, where his eldest son had died.

Wu Qu entered the capital's underworld, and Po Jun went to ask Li Cai, the leader of Fu Ping Jian Lake, for sword skills.

Jiang Yuan used his sword to escape to Qionglin Mountain in the Dayuan Dynasty, ready to kill one person with one country.

……

At the same time, in the southern part of Uttarakuru, the Pima Sect.

An uninvited guest walked slowly up the mountain. He had white hair and a young face. Around his waist hung a magic sword produced in the Sword Forging Mountain in Middle-earth, and he was wearing a linen shirt and straw sandals.

On the mountain road, Old Man Qu and Sect Leader Zhu Quan stood side by side blocking the road, and the mountain protection formation had been activated.

The first of the ten candidates from the Central Plains, referred to as the eleventh.

The leader of the Bie Li Sect is Xiao Bie Li, the great swordsman who has reached the perfect immortal realm.

Above the Pi Ma Sect, a large number of local sword masters came from all over the place, flying their swords like rainbows, and each of them was eager to try.

The younger brother of the head of the Liu family in Aiaizhou, the noble Huang Zi of Longhu Mountain in the Central Plains, and the direct disciple of the deputy leader of the Confucian Temple...

Countless wealthy and noble sons died in Uttarakuru. All those who came to seek revenge, without exception, rolled back in disgrace. If anyone dared to kill one sword immortal, two would come immediately. The biggest incident was when Aiaizhou lost the word "North" and became truly the largest continent outside of Middle-earth.

Xiao Bieli stopped moving forward and smiled gently, "I want to kill foreigners, too. Why are you being partial to one over the other?"

"Look at you, you look so arrogant, it's really unpleasant."

High in the sky, a young swordsman said with his arms folded.

"Then I would like to say sorry here."

The other swordsman grinned upon hearing this, drew the magic sword from his waist and poured down a rain of swords.

Xiao Bieli frowned, a hazy divine light dispelled the pure sword energy, and asked with a little confusion: "Why is this?"

"If you are so cowardly, practice your mother's swordsmanship."

Xiao Bieli had a headache. The Northern Continent was just like the rumors in the Middle-earth, with poor mountains and bad waters producing unruly people. The problem was that there were too many swords, and they were very hard. It had little to do with his own realm. Even if he was lucky enough to raise his cultivation to a higher level, he would simply be entertained by True Man Fire Dragon himself. When sword cultivators reached the Ascension Realm, they were all heroes at the same level, and there was no significant killing power added by adding another realm.

"What do you guys plan to do?"

An elderly swordsman said kindly, "I'll help you pay for the ferry fare."

The implication is that you should go back to where you came from.

Xiao Bieli had a blank expression on his face. He turned around and walked down the mountain, letting the whistles sound behind him. It was simply because he had difficulty controlling his sword and turning it into a rainbow to travel faster, which delayed the progress of his search for someone. He had no shortage of time. As long as the murderer who killed his junior brother dared to sell the dirty things, clues would inevitably be revealed.

(End of this chapter)