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

February of the seventh year of Jiachun.

Taoist Qingyang left Gudou City. Before leaving, he took a casual official position as Yulin Lang and rode on the immortal chariot to Baimin Kingdom.

This vassal state is not large in area, but it has a great reputation. The people in the state have skin as white as jade, eyebrows as white as snow, and everything in their body is white. They often have disheveled hair. There are no grains in the country, and they can only grow jade seeds. The leaves grown from jade seeds are very soft and taste sweet and crisp. When entertaining guests, they soak jade chips in dew, and drink one bucket of fine wine every three days. They will be drunk for three years before waking up.

When they were approaching the border of the Baimin Kingdom, someone on the chariot and the yellow dog raised their eyebrows almost at the same time. In front of them was a layer of restriction of heaven and earth, and also a magic circle. The combination of the two continuously extracted the spiritual energy inside, and then flowed it to the Dafu Dynasty. The involvement of restriction of heaven and earth meant that it must be related to the great monk.

"The origin of the Baimin Kingdom is in Jinjiazhou, and this branch is just a branch of displaced refugees." Huang Gou flipped through two miscellaneous books and said, "The Baimin clan in Jinjiazhou was destroyed seven hundred years ago. The reason was that they provoked Wanyan Laojing, the number one man in the mountain. Maybe someone wanted to take advantage of the situation. Anyway, Gu Dou Zong and Da Fu must know about it. It would be a waste if we don't use this spiritual energy."

Jiang Yuan made another calculation and determined the direction. Two talisman guards who were transformed from earth talismans by the Thunder Department whipped their horses, and the tall and fine horses moved forward immediately.

As far as the border pass of the White People's Country, hundreds of garrison troops with damaged armor were scattered in the town. Most of them had normal appearance. The local white people had been diluted from generation to generation, and their number had gradually decreased over time.

Because of their status as officials of the suzerain state, the Dafu Dynasty, the man and the dog did not encounter any accidents along the way.

The chariot moved straight towards the capital. The yellow dog occasionally turned his head. He didn't know when it started, but the guy next to him turned into a lifelike moon shadow. The real "Qingyang Taoist" was probably gone long ago. After becoming a sword immortal, the places within a thousand miles where the moonlight fell were basically the opponent's territory, and he could walk around without hindrance.

"Ha." The yellow dog murmured. The Moon Escape Technique was one of the highest-grade escape techniques. If one was proficient in the control of space, the effect would be greatly enhanced. As for the freak like the other party who could run away from the giants for a long time before being discovered, he could probably make great progress just by practicing the escape technique.

……

Bai Minguo, Wanren Mountain.

On a mountain protruding outward from a steep cliff, an isolated city has stood for a hundred years. All the people living in the city are white people. Because of their special natural color and the beautiful faces of the women, basically in every dynasty at the foot of the mountain in Fuyao Continent, there will be a white people woman entering the palace, and she is often given the title of Snow Concubine.

In the palace-like hall in the city, the mountain master Wanqing meditated and practiced day after day.

As a Jindan earth immortal, in the Baimin Kingdom where spiritual energy is drying up, if he does not fight for the leftovers, his cultivation will inevitably regress, let alone a breakthrough.

Fortunately, the hard times will eventually come to an end. As long as Master obtains that treasure of merit, he will be able to become a Nascent Soul Swordsman, and even have a better hope of reaching the fifth level of cultivation in the future.

The entire Fuyao Continent was in constant war. In comparison, the Baimin Kingdom became a paradise on earth. A large number of Snow Concubines infiltrated the royal families of various countries to accumulate incense and favors, barely maintaining this transcendent status, which led to the birth of the Xiantian Sword Pill, a treasure of merit, in the local territory.

Wan Qing felt an inappropriate heat welling up in his heart. If he could get that sword pill, he would be transformed into a sword cultivator after a great refinement. His killing power would increase significantly, and he could also say a few words to the woman who had allied with his master. If he happened to catch her eye and was taught sword skills, he would be able to reach great heights in one step.

In the three western continents of Haoran, there were four women with colored armor from four directions.

One of them is the female sword fairy Song Pin, who was born in the Baimin suzerain state of Jinjiazhou. Five years ago, she traveled to Fuyaozhou. When she passed by this place, she discovered her master's plan and agreed to wait for ten years and go to the Sword Qi Great Wall together to hone her sword skills.

Wan Qing's evil thoughts became stronger. His master was not Bai Min, but he shared the same blood with Song Pin. The other party had clearly stated that the innate sword pill was extremely suitable for fighting on the battlefield. If the master could not obtain it and refine it, she would ask others to join in, which meant that she was also qualified to compete.

In order to obtain this treasure of merit, the master took the initiative to transform his corpse, and used his unique secret method to focus his mind, occupying the body and life of a scholar. He won three first places in the imperial examinations, entered the court, and worked hard to govern the Baimin Kingdom in order to ensure peace and prosperity for the people, hoping to gain recognition from the treasure of merit.

Such a thief who stole the country really deserves to be killed!

What merit is this? It's a joke!
Two thoughts emerged in his mind, and Wanqing's face suddenly turned as pale as paper.

"No more." An indifferent voice sounded.

Wan Qing suddenly turned around, only to find that he was flying, and the headless body in his sight was still sitting in the same place.

An ordinary wisp of sword energy transformed into a long sword and nailed his head to the wall, shattering his soul.

Jiang Yuan no longer looked at him, but stretched out his palm, and two balls of light rose up. Both were great merits. One was for opening up the path of cultivation, and the other was for destroying the Guigu Realm.

Because of the numerous sins he had committed recently, the merits of Commanding Ghosts had decreased by about one tenth, especially when he was messing with the Dayuan Dynasty. The merits had been greatly reduced, but it was still considerable. After all, the killings and causes and consequences caused by the hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits and ghosts were incalculable.

Jiang Yuan gave the merit of commanding ghosts to Bai Minguo.

The next second after the merits were returned to heaven and earth, somewhere in the wilderness, a stream of light shot straight into the sky and did not stay there for long. As if it had found the target, it swooped down in one breath and headed straight for its owner.

"Bold!!"

The stream of light sank into the original golden elixir in Jiang Yuan's body. With the active cooperation of the Divine Machine and the Treasure of Merit, the refining was completed in an instant.

A sword pill that is naturally of semi-immortal weapon quality can transform a person into a sword cultivator. Its overall value is higher than that of an ordinary immortal weapon. According to divination, it is indeed more valuable than several thousand Guyu coins and meets the needs.

A treasure of Fuyaozhou’s merit and fortune.

The second natal flying sword was born, Thousand Mountains and Dusk Snow.

"A thousand mountains bathed in blood."

The flying sword feeds back to the sword cultivator. Within Jiang Yuan's original golden elixir, the deep, inky black sword energy grew to twenty strands, like a group of dragons dancing on the ocean of sword energy.

From the direction of the capital, a young prime minister flew over with a furious look on his face, and two red door gods smashed towards Wanren Mountain.

Jiang Yuan snapped his fingers, and in an instant, a hundred thousand crystal clear snow swords appeared in front of him, shooting out at the same time, as if thousands of snow-capped mountains were striking the sky.

An ordinary sword strike by the sword master.

The red gate god extinguished and collapsed in an instant. The young prime minister in the Nascent Soul stage was first shot into a hornet's nest, then reduced to pieces of flesh and blood, and finally even the pieces turned into powder and disappeared into ashes.

In the Qiongxiao Palace, dozens of sharp lines swept across, cutting through the Muxue Thousand Mountains continuously, and finally merged into one, but collapsed prematurely in front of the Wanren Mountain.

An extremely cool and beautiful woman came riding on a sword. The heavy makeup that was often considered vulgar by the fairies on the mountains looked particularly beautiful on her face. She had more golden hairpins and step-shaking ornaments than even the concubines in the palace. She carried a long sword on her back named Fuyao, which contained 50% of the sword luck of Fuyao continent.

A great poet could not forget the female swordsman Song Pin after meeting her. He was obsessed with her and wrote several beautiful articles to express his love for her.

"You're walking into a trap." Jiang Yuan said calmly.

(End of this chapter)