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

At noon.

The train runs at high speed on the rails.

The scenery outside the window kept receding. Wang Ye quietly looked at the water cup on the table in front of him and secretly told about his fortune this time when he returned home.

When it comes to the sorcerer himself, the divinations he gives are generally not very accurate, and may even be a thousand miles away from the truth by a hair's breadth. However, hinting at things indirectly does have some use.

Beside him, Jiang Yuan closed his eyes and rested. After half a year of cultivation, he had reached the peak of the third realm. Overall, his speed was acceptable, but now that he knew the situation in the upper realm, it was only natural for him to make preparations early.

In the small world inside the sword, all memories and emotions of Master Yuan and Tao have been wiped out. After the incomplete Tongtian Lu and Yang Wulei Fa were engraved on their souls, these two guys have become a talisman-making assembly line.

When using the Tongtian Lu to draw talismans, there is no need to prepare in advance, and they are generated out of thin air. Even the basic special talisman paper is completely saved. Someone bought a few piles of A4 paper on the way to fool around. The finished product of the Five Thunder Talisman is equivalent to the full-strength attack of an ordinary Taoist in the second realm. The advantage is that small amounts add up to a lot, and the quality change is achieved through quantity.

Yuan Tao is a master of the fourth realm. Under extreme circumstances, he can improve the quality of the Five Thunder Talisman to a higher level. However, these things are just goods and will be sold in the future. He does not need to consider personal use.

The master and his disciple work together and can basically produce one piece every ten seconds. This kind of automatic assembly line requires the qualifications of a weapon refiner.

Jiang Yuan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the Jianmu energy allowed him to ripen the Three Flower Qi. His body was also effectively utilized and transformed into the fourth pseudo-golden elixir.

At the same time, the third natal flying sword was born.

This time he chose to forge and strengthen the Qilin's luck.

Uncontrollable luck may not necessarily bring about what one wishes, but the natal flying sword, Destiny, can absorb the luck of the world to improve the quality of the flying sword, and store it for use at critical moments.

Jiang Yuan opened his eyes and looked out the window. Wudang had no inheritance from the upper realm. According to the old Taoist priest, he had to sneak through the cave in the snow to avoid the dangerous Tianyuan in the Middle-earth Shenzhou.

But in fact, he knew that the Snow Cave was a special blessed land in the upper realm with extremely strict rules, and there were many eyes watching from the sky.

"Yang Shen went there, bringing with him the destiny, and using the Wei Wuzu method to absorb the blood evil of the battlefield, tempering himself into a physique of a heavenly warrior, and then swallowing up the dynasty's luck."

Thoughts ebbed and flowed, Jiang Yuan retracted his gaze, even if he had a plan, that would be a matter for later. His main body would be promoted to a celestial being first, followed by the Yin God and the Yang God. When the time came, they would all ascend together, and he himself would be at the level of three Golden Core Realms.

It is also necessary to pay attention to luck. If you consume enough luck, you may be able to "accidentally encounter" a ghost of a higher level after ascending.

Capture the spirits and send the generals to strike directly at the root. Even if there are limitations on status, no matter how high the ghost is, it can never be higher than oneself. After being captured, it can act as a protector when the ghost is weak.

"My main body has been promoted to a celestial being, so I can let my Yang Shen go there to endure the five decays of a celestial being. The noise will probably be much smaller."

Jiang Yuan took out the "Secret Records of Cave Heavens" he got from the secret compartment of the Taoist Palace, which recorded the vague locations of some cave heavens in the world of aliens, as well as how to grow and produce exclusive exotic materials.

As for the world of aliens, he planned to swallow it up with the small world, and then become the master of the blessed land.

However, the scale gap between the two is huge, and this process may take hundreds of years.

Fortunately, he also knows the Eclipse Gate, which allows him to go directly to four hundred years later without having to wait and waste his life.

"Brother, it seems like we are being targeted." Wang Ye looked at the water cup on the table in front of him.

"It's not us, it's you." Jiang Yuan corrected. He didn't get out at all. The Lu and Wang families planned to keep the fact that he mastered many of the Eight Great Skills to themselves and never spread it to anyone.

"What do you mean? Let's retreat. There will definitely be an ambush when we reach the station. Those guys seem to be from the Shuzi Sect." Wang Ye said.

Jiang Yuan nodded. He was not interested in taking someone's life in public, as it would only cause trouble afterwards.

The train entered the tunnel and the light turned from bright to dark.

In an instant, Jiang Yuan turned into black smoke and disappeared.

Wang also pointed forward and used the Eight Gates Movement. In the Fenghou Qimen Bureau, each door has a spatial entrance, and each entrance can only float within the palace. The number of entrances that can be opened depends on the ability of the caster, and objects can be moved through these entrances, up to eight.

Ten seconds later, the train drove out of the tunnel and the light became dim and bright again.

A few stalkers noticed something was wrong and immediately stood up and ran over, only to find that the seats were empty.

On the other side, the two came directly to the highway next to the railway tracks, with cars whizzing past them.

Jiang Yuan opened his mobile phone and took a look at the map software. The location here was not far from the capital.

Wang Ye quickly called his family.

An hour later, the two walked a few miles forward and just came out of the service area restaurant when a black luxury car stopped in front of them.

The car window was rolled down, and the driver's seat was a middle-aged man with a crew cut.

"Xiaoye-san, long time no see."

"Brother Du, I've told you so many times not to yell like that. If my second sister-in-law hears it, she'll start to quarrel with my second brother again."

Wang was helpless. He was the third child in the family and the most favored by his father. His eldest brother was abroad all year round and went into the mountains to practice Taoism. So his second brother became the candidate for the helm of the family group. The future situation was almost set, but his second sister-in-law always thought too much.

"Hey, you really shouldn't mention it. They've had so many fights because of your nephew." After greeting him, Brother Du turned to look at someone and said, "This is the Taoist priest of Wudang, right? I'm the driver of Xiaoye's family. Nice to meet you. Get in the car quickly. There's water in the back seat."

"Wudang, Jiang Wenqu."

For the sake of the only remaining disciple, Jiang Yuan perked up and responded.

"This is my great-granduncle."

Wang Ye smiled and opened the car door, but then his face suddenly became stiff as he seemed to remember something.

Someone seems to be destined to be troubled...

In broad daylight, Jiang Yuan used his innate flying sword to separate heaven and earth, and antlers suddenly grew on his head.

Wang also breathed a sigh of relief. Well, it was a good thing that his cheap senior sister died. The rare Qilin in the world could suppress the storm. But he didn't know how his brother did it.

The two of them got into the back seat, and Brother Du stepped on the accelerator and drove forward. This was a highway, so they had to get off and turn around.

……

Towards evening, the car drove into a two-story villa.

The news that Wang Ye was expelled from Wudang had been notified to his parents by the elder Fu Yunlong, and the Wang family appeared in the living room.

The Queen Mother was old and a little bloated, but she was very energetic and had dyed her hair red to follow the fashion. When she saw her son come in, she hurriedly hugged him.

Wang was also busy greeting people. His second brother's nephew had grown a lot taller after not seeing him for a few years. He had just passed the age when people hated him, so he should not be tortured this time he came back.

Jiang Yuan was holding two jars of Longhushan's stored medicinal wine in his hands. After entering the room, he handed them to the middle-aged man named Du. He didn't care whether the man knew the value of the wine or not.

The two of them looked at the living room of the villa tacitly. There were traces of residual Qi here. Under Feng Houqimen's observation, the clues were very obvious. More than one strange person came in and rummaged through things. It was obvious why they came.

(End of this chapter)