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

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed and it was already early autumn.

The island, renamed Penglai, is much more lively than before.

This place became a lawless place tacitly agreed upon by all parties and was completely open to the outside world. Naturally, it attracted a large number of fanatics and businessmen who intended to gain wealth.

Mountains are not high, there are immortals and spirits.

In fact, on Penglai Fairy Island, the rules of the island owner are the only rules.

Among them, "Killing means death" ranks at the top, and there is no room for maneuver. For the progress of establishing the black market, the owner of Penglai Island will not give face to anyone, and treats Behemoth and Nadutong equally.

Since he could capsize a ship single-handedly, his voice had to be very loud, loud enough for everyone to hear.

As for the elite soldiers who had landed earlier and were still alive, they took off their equipment one by one and turned into laborers to build the island.

This batch of tactical equipment was expensive and provided Penglai with sufficient starting funds.

It's a sunny day with no clouds in the sky.

A luxury cruise ship docked, carrying disciples from famous families in the country who came to travel.

There are rumors claiming that it is the infinite mysteries of the fairy island that made the Penglai Island Master invincible as soon as he draws his sword.

There are also successors to the Heavenly Master on Mount Longhu, but that Heavenly Master doesn’t look like he can turn the world upside down with ease.

Faced with numerous discussions, the new Heavenly Master had no choice but to come forward and personally admit that although they were both celestial beings, there were still differences between them.

He was afraid that one day someone would come to him to discuss Taoism when he had nothing to do. Before the old Taoist priest ascended to heaven, he commented that the person was narrow-minded and would not forgive others when he could.

On the luxury cruise ship, a lazy young man had his hands folded up in his sleeves, his Taoist robe was clean and tidy, and his long hair was tied back.

His master is the island master, and coming here is like going home.

"Xiaoye, look at Penglai, it is really a blessed place."

Next to him, Mr. Zhao, the company's general manager, wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had no strength and was old, so he would break out in a sweat after walking a few steps.

Several sturdy-looking employees followed the two men, carrying a large box.

"What kind of blessed land? If we calculate, the terrain is like a white tiger holding a crane, which means there will be disasters of war..." Wang Ye seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "Boss Zhao, I have nothing to worry about."

"Okay, okay, I'll be worry-free. Anyway, Mr. Jiang won't kill me with his sword, right? After all, we didn't communicate with him in advance."

"No, as long as you don't do anything more than swear, I won't use my sword against ordinary people. I guess he thinks it's a waste of energy. He's even lazier than me in some ways. But hanging out with me is not bad. At least I don't have to worry about my physical calamities. That's why I'm called Taoist Wuyou. In the end, he helped me to bear the three calamities of heaven, earth and man."

The two of them walked and talked, and any strange people who saw this took the initiative to step back.

Mr. Zhao is well-known everywhere, and everyone in the world knows him.

It is rumored that Shadow Blade, the leader of the Five Heroes, is always by his side. The martial arts world in the territory never makes too many comments on this man. He was promoted to the pseudo-realm of heaven and man through secret methods. He cannot peek into the true mystery of heaven and man in this lifetime. He hides his head and shows his tail. No matter how strong he is, he cannot get the title of hero.

The palace is located in the center of Penglai Fairy Island, surrounded by cliffs and only accessible by a long suspended path.

The two walked along the path and came to the city wall. Shadow Knife was forced to show up, looking old.

Not far away, a man in white was staring at him, as if he might attack at any time.

He is a pure warrior in the Heaven and Man Realm and is hard to find an rival in the world. Without anyone controlling him, the White-Clothed King Kong can cruise on its own and brutally kill any intruders without permission.

Yingdao's scalp tingled, but his eyes were full of envy.

That is a state that one can only dream of but never reach in his lifetime.

The king also bowed, and the white-robed King Kong withdrew his killing intent.

Shadow Knife stayed where he was, while the other two continued to move forward, and even the box was carried up by Wang Ye.

The palace was filled with thick fog. There were no ministers or maids. Only the new king, or the island master, was sitting alone on the throne. He closed his eyes and rested like a sculpture, continuing to advance his various spiritual practices.

"The speed is not slow. Is there anything you want?" Jiang Yuan asked.

Wang Ye scratched his head. He really didn't want anything. He didn't care about the quality of the five kinds of Qi required for the fourth realm. With Fenghou Qimen, he could easily gather the number. He would reach the peak after three or four years of overtime refining. Whether he could break through to the heavens by then would depend on God's will. If not... forget it.

It’s not that I don’t care, but I don’t force it.

You are born to enjoy happiness, so you should cherish it.

But since my brother asked, it would be embarrassing not to answer.

Wang Ye's brain was spinning like crazy. He had to give an answer that was not too frivolous. He thought his brother wouldn't be offended if he gave a frivolous answer. However, it would go against the respect he had for him.

"Uh...uh..."

"Okay, don't think about the unity of man and nature anymore."

Mr. Zhao was speechless. "No need" of course meant that he would take care of it. If Ying Dao heard it, he didn't even dare to imagine what would happen.

The king also bowed, and unlike his previous laziness, he seemed very serious. The importance of preaching is as heavy as Mount Tai for a cultivator.

"Brother, Xia Ding's excavation company has put in a lot of effort. I dare not hide anything about this matter."

The wooden box was opened, revealing a large, ancient and weathered tripod inside.

During the Xia Dynasty, Dayu ordered the construction of nine tripods to suppress the destiny of the world.

The casting template for the Nine Cauldrons was the Xia Ding.

The Xia Ding was made of five-colored soil and water from the altar of the state, and its weight hovered between several hundred to a thousand pounds and enough to weigh down mountains.

There is no king in the world.

It can be very light or extremely heavy.

At the same time, it is extremely effective as a tool for refining elixirs and weapons.

At this moment, he has reached the level of a semi-immortal soldier, so Wang Ye said that the company has put in a lot of effort. Because of Xia Ding's appearance, there has been a river of blood in the country.

"I won't go out unless it's okay." Jiang Yuan said that it was understandable that the old man in front of him could hold the position of chairman of the company.

Mr. Zhao's smile was awkward but filled with relief, he came here only for his own responsibility, otherwise no one would be willing to face a free-spirited swordsman. The aircraft carrier battle group had been chopped to pieces, and his old bones really didn't have much weight to sharpen the blade of the flying sword.

The talks were brief and not formal.

Mr. Zhao returned along the same route and received a promise from the owner of Penglai Island. This was the most perfect ending he could have imagined.

Wang Ye volunteered to manage the black market. Although he was lazy, it didn't mean he was willing to just sit there and do nothing.

Behind the palace.

Xia Mi wore the ring and projected her consciousness to two places at once. She felt she had made a great profit.

Jiang Yuan was also standing at the edge of the deep pit, and the sacred tree, as a semi-immortal soldier, had been taken away for Xiao Lian.

Below is the cave in the snow.

"I want to become the leader of the martial arts world."

Xia Mi encouraged herself. One month of Qilin luck was enough for her to obtain the status of a noble lady. The third realm of cultivation was nothing, but the thousand-year-old snake demon fused with the giant snake's phantom was enough to protect herself, and with a body of hundreds of meters, she could do whatever she wanted.

In addition, there are two large puppets and one hundred faceless puppets that are equivalent to elite soldiers.

"Alas, if I insist on marrying a poor boy, will those unfamiliar family members object?"

"Even a blind man can see my qualifications." Jiang Yuan sneered. Don't daydream. He has already had enough of the free food.

The two of them stepped inside at the same time.

(End of this chapter)