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

Chapter 1054 Big Change
Breakfast time.

Tao Tao had a poor appetite and couldn't get used to the local food of Junlin Mountain. After expressing his dissatisfaction several times, he finally exploded, dismissed the other guards of the Jing family, and took the Tao family warriors and their followers out to relax.

When they arrived at the dense forest, Jiang Jianjia was obviously impatient and his face was as cold as ice.

Taoci was calm and complacent. So what if he was the number one genius? The ancestor of the Tao family stood behind him. Who in the entire Unlin Mountain dared to disrespect him? The wrath of the earthly immortals was so great that corpses lay scattered over a hundred miles. With a difference of one realm, he slaughtered the immortals in the Longmen realm like slaughtering dogs. It was difficult for different sword cultivators to maintain their killing power one realm higher when facing the Ascension realm and the Golden Core realm. Both were extremely critical nodes.

"Don't be angry, Senior Jianjia. I can't do anything about your origin. The ingredients from the Qulin Mountain are really not good. They smell like dirt."

Jiang Jianjia sneered: "If you can't achieve the golden elixir, you will always be an ant. The principles of sword cultivation for me are all about the sword. You don't understand these. It seems that you are only capable of this. I will let you taste the flying sword in the future. The good flying swords all smell of blood."

Taoci laughed: "You dare to kill me?"

The warriors and their followers were accustomed to this.

Veins bulged on Jiang Jiangjia's forehead.

The scarred man was forced to step out to smooth things over. "Master Tao, this is a serious matter. We belong to two families and don't have many opportunities to meet. I hope you will cherish it. Before you came, Qunlin Mountain had already reached a secret agreement with the General's Mansion of the Shuiyuan Dynasty across the way. This morning, a 10,000-man cavalry will break through the state capital and kill the powerful governor sent by the royal family to control the local area. The young master has proposed to the Patriarch's Hall to send disciples at all levels to join the team to quell the rebellion. Soon, the troops will be sent out in five directions. The list of personnel is here."

Jiang Jianjia said disdainfully, "I heard that there is only one sword-raising gourd left by the great elder. His family has already taken it out because they are weak. When the time comes, we sword cultivators will rely on our own abilities. However, the recognition of the master by the divine object may not only depend on the cultivation level. It is up to you to decide whether to kill that A-level or not. Anyway, I will not take action."

Taoci didn't care at all. Although he was of Class C aptitude, the flying sword that absorbed spiritual energy was helpful for his cultivation and was not inferior to Class A. This time he went out with the help of his ancestor, and he had both a protector and a preacher. The former had already traveled arm in arm with the head of the Jing family and had a strong cultivation level in the Guanhai realm, while the latter was still on the way and was a veritable fairy from Zhengyang Mountain. He had the overall situation in his hands, and he didn't know how he could go wrong in dealing with a sword embryo that had only been practicing for a short time.

"Brother, please take a look."

The scarred man respectfully handed over the list of Jiang family members who were going out to quell the riot, with their itinerary and time marked on it.

The attendant warrior twitched his mouth, cursed inwardly for bad luck, and stood a little further away.

Taoci's eyes were sinister, and he said in a cold voice: "You peasant, can't you tell who is the leader?"

The scarred man scratched his head and could only take a few steps forward to hand the list to the young master.

Jiang Jianjia snorted, turned around and left. When beating a dog, one must look at its owner. When he strives to raise a sword gourd in the future, he will definitely teach this ignorant kid a lesson.

Suddenly, a terrible howl was heard in the dense forest.

Jiang Jianjia looked back blankly, his pupils constricted.

The scarred man used his life-saving magic weapon, the dark sword bamboo, to pierce through the heart of the ceramic. His expression suddenly changed from indifference to horror. The warrior attendant roared and punched the enemy wildly on the back of the head.

In just a moment, both of them were dead.

The attendant warrior stayed where he was, muttering to himself.

"How is it possible? Why doesn't the sword-slashing earth-sweeping talisman on the young master kill the enemy? Why? Isn't this the end for me?"...

A small town in the hinterland, Jiang’s School.

The old man in Confucian robes paced back and forth, holding a classic in his hand, and began his daily teaching routine.

"...When you are out, it is useless to reason. It is so difficult for one person to convince another person to change his or her deep-rooted ideas. Even if you explain a million reasons, people are not willing to give in because of persuasion, but because of fists and fear of background. Can you abandon your realm and practice and convince a demon with reason alone? If you can, you are a saint. If not, it is nothing more than a waste of time. What difference does it make whether you say it or not? Children, your fists are not big enough now. You should always think about who is standing behind you. So you should respect the family, love it, and trust it. Even if you find out one day that the family may not be so upright, you should understand the difficulties of the family, because you grew up under its protection..."

In the study, the boys and girls seemed to be thinking about something, some wanted to object but did not dare to refute, some looked dismissive, and others gradually understood.

In the corner, someone had empty eyes. He came here not to be brainwashed, but just to find a crowded place to prove that something had nothing to do with him. The reason why Taoci failed to activate the Earth Talisman was because the little snake of the mind entered his body and controlled the flying sword to absorb souls, destroying the spiritual energy of the Earth Talisman. The materialized talisman is very different from the Tongtian Talisman.

"The General's Mansion, the Imperial State Governor, the Blood Demon Sect, the Misty Rain Tower behind the Jucai Tower... I'll put these aside for now. I need the immortal money to deduce the secret recipe and refine it into a Gu worm. The first level of the Relic Gu can improve the cultivation of the first level cultivators. In theory, there should be second, third, and fourth levels... I need to kill monks for the materials."

Jiang Yuan pondered. He now had some ability to protect himself. The third-level innate demon beast Gu and the blood thunder seal were the fulcrum. For attack, defense, reconnaissance, treatment, and recovery, he would need corresponding powerful Gu worms. As for escaping, he could use the sword escape technique that only the sword cultivators in the middle fifth realm could master.

"I still have to maintain my own flying sword. I haven't been this poor for a long time. I might be able to get in touch with Yanyu Tower. This old business is suitable for starting."

The Misty Rain Tower is hidden behind the Jucai Tower. It is an assassin organization also called the Misty Rain Jucai. It is affiliated with the Queen Xu of the Huomang Dynasty. The queen comes from the top-notch power, the Xu family's Qingfeng City. The Qingfeng City is also the dynasty's largest immortal power and main supporter, and owns the blessed land of the Fox Kingdom.

The current emperor is over seventy years old and may die at any time, but the empress is only thirty years old. Anyone with a discerning eye can see how the government is doing and that power has fallen into the wrong hands.

In the Shuiyuan Dynasty, military monks from the Fengxue Temple filled the main forces. Wei Jin, the youngest man in Aquarius Continent, was also born here. He was 37 years old and an astonishing Nascent Soul sword cultivator.

However, because Fengxue Temple is not within the territory of the dynasty, it always seems a little out of reach, and Wei Jin has always had a cold relationship with his own mountain. In recent years, he has been wandering around and his whereabouts are unknown.

The old scholar has finished today’s teachings and began to explain his experience in practicing in the middle stage of the first realm.

Below the upper five realms, the immortal forces on the mountains in various places have divided each realm into four levels: early, middle, late and perfect. The predecessors from generation to generation have left behind experiences and insights so that the disciples can take every step steadily and firmly. Compared with wild cultivators, the orthodox immortal masters seem to have a more solid foundation.

Jiang Yuan did not comment. This classification was meaningless to him. In the morning, he was still in the early stage of the second realm. When the little heart snake returned, he became the middle stage of the second realm. This thing had some blessing, but it was not very obvious.

Suddenly, a deacon rushed into the study in a panic.

"Elder, the Patriarch Hall is calling for a meeting. Something big has happened!"

The middle-aged scholar looked calm. It was just a matter of 10,000 light cavalry attacking the provincial capital. This was something that both parties had agreed on long ago. Through this mobilization, the Unzhushan would completely eliminate the unstable factors in Fuquan, and there would be no need for several small sects to exist.

“Ceramics is dead.”

"ah!?"

(End of this chapter)