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

More than ten days later.

Above the vast ocean, a mountain covering an area of ​​one hundred miles hangs upside down in the air, with its peak pointing directly to the sea.

Dozens of heavenly rivers hang in the air, transporting all kinds of bizarre ferries from various continents, flying dragons, islands, whales, and clouds, which are a feast for the eyes. A large number of monks in the lower five realms load and unload goods, and transport them to the Sword Energy Great Wall through the complex corridors in the center of the mountain.

The ferry left the sea and rose into the sky along with the Sky River, mooring at several ferry crossings, and the journey ended.

Jiang Yuan stepped onto the ground, accompanied by his swordsman, who was holding a yellow dog in his hand.

Jin Jiao was at a loss, if he dared to go to the Great Wall of Sword Energy, he would probably be hacked to death by the sword immortals as soon as he landed. The sword cultivators over there and the demon clan had an irreconcilable feud that lasted for thousands of years. No one cared about a mountain spirit like the yellow dog who was no different from an ordinary wild dog, but a mountain spirit in the fifth realm was as conspicuous as a bright moon.

The Sword Qi Great Wall has long been known as the "Fifth World" and is filled with sword cultivators. Several saints have worked together to deduce and come to the conclusion that the number of upper five realm fighters here is extremely close to half of the Haoran World. Even if the ancestor of the ascending Taoist tradition comes in person, he has to remain calm, otherwise he will die.

Of course, he dared not disobey the order of the Venerable, and dying simply at that time might be a blessing.

"You go to the Dafu Dynasty in Fuyaozhou."

Jiang Yuan took out a piece of destiny clothing and injected it into the other person's body.

"Open up a sect, control the dynasty, and in short, create some power. The premise is not to attract the attention of the Confucian Temple, otherwise you can prepare a coffin and die in advance."

After putting on the destiny robe, Jin Jiao felt very strange. He had now become the Taoist Qingyang, and a very orthodox one at that. Even the people from Fuyao Continent could not tell the authenticity and just treated him as a local.

"Golden Jiao obeys the order."

Jiang Yuan snapped his fingers and spent fifteen grain rain coins.

The sword servant had a strange look on his face. It seemed that the master had become a pauper again. He had just earned 5,000 grains of money, but had spent it all in just a few days. Fortunately, she still had half of the pocket money she had given him, so the master would not have to go without wine.

The golden dragon disappeared from the spot.

"Sha." The yellow dog took a deep breath of the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth in the Upside-down Mountain, but unfortunately he was unable to refine even one percent of it. The aptitude of the third-level little demon was too poor. To be honest, he had never been to the Sword Qi Great Wall. The Battle of Ascension to Heaven ended, and only a thousand years later, he was killed by the gang.

"Just take a stroll. You shouldn't be in a hurry anyway. It seems that the Silver-armored Ghost Immortal still needs a few days to reach the Ascension Stage."

"Twelve days." Jiang Yuan said, the significance of Silver Ghost's entry into the Ascension Realm of Sword Cultivator is quite significant. The flying sword Nightmare mainly attacks the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, and has a large killing area. Ordinary sword immortals cannot restrain it. Under the premise of risking their lives to shatter the golden elixir, the Nascent Soul and the Great Dao, it is like a bomb with a very wide range of impact.

In other words, if the worst happens, the first sword of the top swordsman Chen Qingdu will not fall on him.

A pure swordsman who had reached the perfect level of the fourteenth realm in ancient times, he lost the possibility of reaching the fifteenth realm because his own flying sword was shattered when he and two peers went to the Toyue Mountain, the leader of the wild world, to ask for a sword. He then merged with the Great Wall of Sword Qi for the second time and has been in power for ten thousand years. His swordsmanship and swordsmanship are both top-notch.

That sword-chasing battle prevented the Great Ancestor of the Wilderness from completely ruling the world of the Wilderness. He could only be firmly imprisoned in the pseudo fifteenth realm, unable to advance or retreat, and was slightly inferior to the founders of the three religions.

The two men and the dog walked into the Upside-Down Mountain. There were crowds of people around them, all of whom were people from all over the world who came here to see the mountain.

The Upside-Down Mountain belongs to the Taoist Second Lineage, who was the second headmaster of Baiyujing who once came to Chen Qingdu wearing feather clothes and holding a magic sword to ask for sword skills, but returned to Qingming world without even drawing a single sword.

Because if he draws his sword, he will lose, be defeated, and die. But it is undeniable that over the past two or three thousand years, the power of Dao Lao Er has been growing, so that he has gradually gained the reputation of being "truly invincible". He has a huge cultivation, profound Daoism, outstanding swordsmanship, and one of the four immortal swords. He is also in charge of Baiyujing and has the blessing of the right time and place. He suppresses the immortals on the top of the mountains in Qingmingtian and makes it miserable.

Many people on the street cast their eyes on the young man, wearing embroidered clothes and a bamboo hairpin, a sword on his waist, a black and red wine gourd hanging from his feet, and deerskin boots. He seemed to have a complicated character, but most importantly, he had an extremely cold temperament, excellent looks, and a strong murderous aura. In comparison, the Nascent Soul aura of the woman with a sword on her back next to him didn't seem so conspicuous. The red skirt and white silk outfit was not strange here, after all, everyone had three heads.

"There is a bird in the south, its name is Phoenix, it lives in a place with piled rocks for thousands of miles, and it feeds on the sky. Its tree is called Qiongzhi, it is a hundred feet high, and its fruits are jadeite and jade. The sky also gives birth to Lizhu, one person with three heads, lying down and standing up in turn, to wait for the jade."

The yellow dog stared at the three-headed man in the distance for a while and said, "Tracing back to the origin, they are probably the hybrid offspring of an ancient god and the human race. The god has three heads and six arms, and is the source of the current miraculous power. These Lizhu people are naturally strong, but they are neither human nor god, so they can forget about practicing Taoism and worshipping incense. They are good candidates for martial arts, but unfortunately they will definitely stop at the Golden Body Realm."

Upon hearing this, the sword servant looked at him quietly, feeling a little curious.

"Is it really so... hated by gods and ghosts?"

A middle-aged Confucian scholar came closer to inquire, saying that this was an old almanac, he had never heard of it among the thousands of ancient books in the storage room.

Jiang Yuan's expression remained unchanged. The influence of the Great Dao's disgust was indeed not small. Take Li Liu, the reincarnation of the Supreme Water God, who was born with knowledge and had reincarnated more than a dozen times in the past ten thousand years. Unfortunately, he always wandered around in the immortal realm, and the divine way collapsed, so he walked the path of cultivation. This venerable god could not see through people's "pursuit of truth", so in the eyes of Qingtong Tianjun, he was like a donkey pulling a mill, who would be exhausted but still not full.

"Brother Ru, I killed that guy with my own hands. I beat him to death."

The yellow dog looked disdainful, then got kicked in the waist and immediately looked sad.

The middle-aged scholar smiled and clasped his fists to the two men, "Meng Shanren, I have never passed the imperial examinations, and now I am just a great gentleman."

The yellow dog tried to be cheerful despite the misery, with his mouth wide open, and it sounded like he was flattering himself.

"Your ancestor committed a serious crime, and you are in charge of the punishment. What do you say?"

The middle-aged scholar's smile froze, and he felt a little embarrassed. It was not about how to answer the question, but that this question could instantly expose his literary roots.

Jiang Yuan held the sword and drew it half an inch out of the sheath.

"The king's father should not be punished. Filial piety and respect for elders are the foundation of benevolent government and moral governance. I will give up my official position and salary, carry my ancestors on my back and leave for another place."

The yellow dog said with relief: "You have no hope of becoming a great gentleman or a saint, why didn't I bite you guys to death in the first place..."

Jiang Yuan stepped on it again, "Stop buzzing around my ears."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar was not angry, he only sighed, "It is indeed not good to hide the truth among relatives, but it is also a very important pillar of stability. Half of our ancestors' knowledge is based on the goodness of human nature, and Mr. Gou's problem is actually the fault of our ancestors. Because others' mistakes make us embarrassed, we should not make things too difficult for ourselves. Moreover, I think that human nature is good is not entirely correct. Otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing that Confucianism has been teaching for thousands of years, but there are so many evil people? What did it teach? It turned people with good nature into evil people. Therefore, knowledge should be improved by each other, and we should keep improving. I miss the sage..."

Jiang Yuan interrupted coldly: "Do you think I didn't say anything about you?"

With a half-sword slash, he sent the buzzing fly flying several streets away.

(End of this chapter)