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

Late at night, in the central army tent.

Jiang Yuan came to the temporary battle hall to participate in the exchange.

The Gray Bamboo Army is the main force of the Junlin Mountain. Soldiers can exchange their heads for silver, and killing a monk is even more meritorious. One head is worth three thousand taels of silver, which is equivalent to three snowflake coins after conversion.

On the battlefield during the day, someone ambushed more than thirty disciples of Langdang Mountain, all of whom were running out of mana or had exposed flaws due to their recklessness.

"Hurry up and change. I have to go to the brothel soon."

The elder of the War Hall had a strong body and a beard puffing out his eyes. He had achieved perfect cultivation in the Cave Mansion Realm and was the number one elder in the Jiang family. In the past, he had obtained a piece of incomplete magic armor by chance, so he could easily fight against three or four elders.

Jiang Yuan picked up a jade slip. It was only a spiritual tool, but it could record a large amount of text. There was only one force in the world that could produce such a thing, and that was the Seventy-two Academies.

"First, two hundred ordinary swords, a box of Lulu pills, a box of Wangmei pills, and the magic weapon Qinghong Sword on the list."

The War Hall elder had a strange look on his face. "You don't plan to stay in the Lulin Mountain anymore? I warn you, your names are in the genealogy of the Patriarch Hall. It's okay for other ordinary disciples, but if your direct descendants want to run away, there will definitely be more than one elder chasing them."

Jiang Yuan said calmly: "Accumulate some foundation, maybe you can exchange it for a real power token in the future."

In the list of military merits, the positions of sergeant, squad leader and others were for sale, but of course what he said was a lie.

The elder of the War Hall sneered. The man was quite capable and ambitious, but killing more than thirty people was completely different from supporting more than thirty people. The other party came from the countryside, so he would probably be in a mess commanding seven or eight people. It would be a joke to exchange the tokens in vain.

Several soldiers brought a box. The standard ordinary sword was worth seven taels of silver, which was quite cheap. Lulu Dan was a satiety pill, thirty taels per pill. One pill could replace three days of normal meals. Wangmei Dan could quench thirst and was mainly composed of water essence. Both were common pills that disciples in the lower five realms could make, but the cost was that it took more time.

The elder of war merit said: "I have no obligation to deliver goods. You are from the family head, I am good enough that I don't make things difficult for you. Go back to where you came from. I am busy."

Jiang Yuan spent fifty taels of silver to hire a team of soldiers for half an hour. The inside of the square inch object was the size of a wooden cabinet, but if it was exposed in front of him, he would be killed in the next second. This thing is coveted by the earthly immortals, and the rare mountain masters in the world don't mind taking away the higher-level objects. Both are not dispensable. Different ways of space are of great benefit to the escape technique.

Back on the carriage, Jiang Yuan piled several boxes in the corner, then took out all the ordinary swords, and had the fifth-turn blank Gu gnaw on them one by one, carrying the "Tao" inside.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the fifth-level Sword Shadow Gu was born.

Jiang Yuan wiped his hands over the magic weapon Qinghong Sword, and three feet of sword energy extended out. He stabbed out with the sword, and thirty-two sword shadows appeared, each of which had considerable killing power.

Before he could deal with the traces, a soldier walked up to the carriage, took off his helmet, revealing a beautiful face.

Ke Zui'er said softly, "Sir, the elders have divided the spoils, and the warriors' battle formation has been temporarily disbanded, but we have to reorganize it next time we arrive at the state capital. I'm so scared. Several fourth-level warriors died on the front line today. Can you ask Elder Jiang Li for mercy so that I can come back to serve you?"

"Come up."

A cold voice came from the carriage.

Ke Zui'er's face was filled with surprise, she just tried it, but she didn't expect it to be so effective. Since the army set out, all the direct descendants of the three families' personal attendants have been transferred to the front line. The head of the Wen family called it honing combat skills, but anyone with a discerning eye could see some clues, the Jiang family and the Jing family's casualties were always higher than the Wen family's.

If it weren't for the fact that the head of the Wen family possessed a powerful cultivation base at the Guanhai realm, the elders would have expressed their dissatisfaction long ago. In this case, it was not to protect the lives of a mere crude warrior, but to gain benefits from it. The number of low-level warriors far exceeded that of Qigong practitioners. In some dynasties with a strong martial spirit, any passerby would be able to do some farming.

Ke Zui'er walked onto the carriage with great joy, wondering whether she should give Jiang Sanjiao a taste of sweetness. The brothel was a place for soldiers to relieve stress. She had observed it several times over the past few days and learned a lot of ways to serve people, so she could do it both hands and feet without losing her innocence.

Just as the curtain was drawn, a sword came carelessly. Dozens of phantoms made a green light in front of his eyes. Ke Zui'er's expression changed drastically. He had no time to think about why he was killed. He quickly activated his body-protecting fist force, preparing to use the force to retreat and save his life despite being seriously injured.

But before Ke Zui'er could fully unleash her fist power, a short stick hit her forehead with such force and in an extremely vicious way that it instantly broke the internal and external circulation of her fist power.

The magic sword is sharp and unstoppable. This inferior magic weapon, the Qinghong Sword, is best at breaking through defensive spells.

Thirty-two phantoms hit Ke Zui'er's head with a crackling sound, and the girl died in an instant.

"I almost forgot to kill you."

Jiang Yuan sheathed his sword. This attack was essentially a sneak attack. Objectively speaking, it was unnecessary, but he was used to it. If a close attendant died, few people would care unless the master pursued the matter.

“Jiang Jianjia, Jiang Bendao… and Chen Xi, the old turtle gave me a sword.”

Jiang Yuan engraved the surnames of the three people on the inside of the Qinghong sword sheath. If he had engraved the full name, it would have been a flaw. At that time, he was deep in the heart of the wilderness. He actually knew the exact location of Chen Xi, but that was a chess piece that King Zhou deliberately left behind to identify his authenticity. According to the situation at the time, if the Yin God failed to replace the "original body", the battle with Zu Taisui would have turned into a siege led by the two giants, and killing the abbot of the Lotus Temple would have become nonsense.

"By the way, Moon Lord is still undercover."

……

At dawn, the army set out.

Within five days, we arrived at Fuquanzhou City.

The once prosperous state capital was covered in smoke, and the western city area was engulfed in raging flames. The largest operating center of the border was lost, and hundreds of thousands of people were sinking into purgatory.

As the army was on its way, three rebel forces took the opportunity to break into the city and burn, kill, and loot. The hundred-year war between the two dynasties caused chaos in both territories, with rebels and rebellious kings rising one after another, and their momentum was getting stronger and stronger.

The 10,000 light cavalry of the General's Mansion had long disappeared, and upon hearing the master's order, the Gray Bamboo Army immediately advanced to suppress the rebellion.

Jiang Yuan collected all the supplies and stuffed them into the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Beasts, then looked up at the thick dark clouds above his head.

Secular dynasties change, no matter what the academy has explicit regulations, if there are immortal forces that take human lives lightly, the gentlemen of the academy will be able to quickly reach their destination with the help of the saints of the sky.

"It looks like something went wrong."

In the emperor's palace in the center of the provincial capital, a bright beam of light suddenly rose into the sky, emitting rich spiritual energy fluctuations.

"This kind of fluctuation is the treasure of the mountain!"

"A unique and top-grade magic weapon!"

"Quickly inform the elders in the sect. If we get this treasure, our sect will surely rise!"

(End of this chapter)