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

Early in the morning, Hengshui City woke up from the dawn.

After the fall, the once booming smuggling border trade came to a halt.

The area beyond the Great Wall is the territory of the Northern Mang. Over the past hundred years, the barbarians of the grassland have always adhered to the basic policy of reclaiming the land and have spared no effort to collect various craftsmen from Liyang in the Central Plains. The national strength has greatly increased, and the fortune of the martial arts world has also risen step by step.

It happened that thirty or forty years ago, during the Spring and Autumn Period, when the Nine Kingdoms were at war, Beimang suddenly became a wealthy family, absorbing a large number of scholar families who were fleeing the war, and thus had some subtle advantages over Liyang today.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that there would be a war between Beimang and Liyang, probably after the death of either the King of Beiliang or Gu Jiantang of the Liao Dynasty.

Before this, the cavalry's march southwards were all small-scale operations. As for the Jizhou area, it was located at the junction of the two sides, so the number of people was too small to be of much significance, and the large number of troops would inevitably lead to an encirclement and suppression.

Therefore, before winter, the ones who showed up were always captains of a thousand men, which was enough to make the Jizhou defense line tremble with fear.

The early morning in the lower part of Hengshui City was still quite lively.

Dozens of monks passed by here, not only to beg for alms, but also to be involved in the dispute over the Taoist orthodoxy between the two Zen temples in the Central Plains and Longhu Mountain.

Jiang Yuan came out of the rice and oil shop with a few more buckets of brown rice and a jar of sesame oil in his hands. When he killed Han Yushu last night, he took nothing but the silver and money, after all, those were things that would expose his identity.

About fifty taels of silver, this amount is not small, one tael costs one thousand coins, and an ordinary young and strong laborer can only earn a hundred coins a day, and he also has to consider the necessities of life and the two taxes on farmers.

Going along the street, the gang forces in the lower city are intertwined and have become an indispensable part of the order in Hengshui City on the basis of collecting protection fees.

Jiang Yuan walked to Yuzhu Street and finished half of the brown rice in his hand. This is one of the few prosperous areas in the lower city.

On the roadside, Pei's Pawnshop, Pei's Martial Arts School and Pei's Pharmacy are neighbors to each other. It is obvious that the old man who calls himself Pei is a local resident.

Pei Lu was squatting next to the stone lion at this time, his eyes were a little sleepy. As he was old, he was inevitably afraid of that den of brothel.

"You really managed to survive, kid."

Pei Lu knew what this guy was doing last night, but no matter how good a seventh-rank warrior was, he shouldn't be able to kill dozens of people in a row without being exhausted. As for how the other party did it, the spy did not send back accurate information, and the fire covered everything up.

In short, the more this matter goes beyond the scope, the less likely the Han family will suspect the other party.

Jiang Yuan probably felt that there was no point in answering this question, so he simply continued to stuff the brown rice into his mouth.

The Saint Thief refined it in an instant, pouring vitality into the Warriors' bonfire, continuously strengthening his physique, and gradually solidifying his foundation for the lower three grades.

Now is not the stage where the residual energy of the nine countries in the Spring and Autumn Period will flow into the martial arts world and explode completely. Top masters such as Deng Tai'a, Cao Guanzi and others are still stuck in the celestial realm.

The current second-rank junior grandmaster is already quite impressive, capable of guarding the Tingchao Pavilion in the Beiliang Palace, which is coveted by warriors all over the world.

Pei Lu felt somewhat helpless about the cold personality of the man in front of him. He didn't need to say anything about accepting him as his disciple, as he was 90% sure that the other party would refuse.

"If I say I want to pass on my mantle to you..."

"I appreciate the thought, but it's almost the same."

Pei Lu patted his wrinkled old face.

Fortunately, it wasn’t the more humiliating “You don’t deserve it”. It seems that this guy still has a little humanity.

The two walked into Pei's martial arts hall and headed straight to the backyard. All the registered disciples who came to learn martial arts stared at the young man who was not like an ordinary person. To make old man Pei, who was always known for his bad temper, wait outside for an hour or two, he must be rich or noble, or a martial arts genius.

After entering the courtyard and closing the door, Pei Lu watched helplessly as someone snatched away his rattan recliner. He had no choice but to pull up an ordinary chair, light a fire and boil tea around the small wooden table.

"Do you know the cause and effect of your own affairs?"

"You mean the Qi cultivators in the Xuan realm. The secret techniques they cultivate in this realm are related to crows or birds. Their methods are suitable for being spies, but their frontal combat capabilities are not very good. They are probably three points weaker than the people of the three religions. However, they are enough to bully younger generations." Jiang Yuan said calmly.

"Save some face next time. Besides, I've never fought a life-and-death battle with a master. How do you know it's impossible?" Pei Lu was a little indignant. He was happy to be a rich man, but that didn't mean he was afraid of death.

"Honest advice is unpleasant to the ear, it is to make you run away when you see someone in the same situation, and don't even think about trying."

Pei Lu thought for a moment after hearing this and nodded slowly.

"I have always shown myself as a fake Vajra to others."

The so-called false state is when one has the state and strength but is unable to comprehend the mystery of this state.

The physical body in the Vajra Realm is strong, the Mysterious Realm gives birth to secret arts, and the Celestial Realm has the connection between heaven and man, laying the foundation for the future unity of heaven and man.

Once you enter the false realm, you are usually destined to miss the view from the highest point. Of course, nothing is absolute.

"The sword manual handed down by your Jiang family records a sword technique called dumb sword. People with pure and dull minds are most suitable for practicing this sword. The second son of the Beiliang Palace is born stupid and pure. That Fushuifang spy was planning to ask for credit and reward, so he took the risk of exposing his identity. Last year, Jiangjiabao outside the city was breached by the Beimang cavalry. Now you are all alone without any blood relatives, so he naturally has no scruples."

Pei Lu told the whole story without hiding anything:

"In the court, the old Prime Minister abdicated and was replaced by a great talent, Zhang Julu. At the grand court meeting, he openly advocated twelve policies regarding Northern Liang, which were compiled into the Twelve Suggestions on Governing Four Prefectures. Some smart people turned a blind eye to the suggestion to increase support for grain transport, thinking that they had a pillar to wave their flags and shout for support. So, the message spread from level to level, and the meaning became more and more biased. The Han family was going to side with the new Prime Minister, so this big spy was paying homage. You are just an innocent person in the general trend, and your life is not very good."

The yard fell into silence. Pei Lu scratched his head. Someone seemed to have no reaction.

"As far as fate is concerned, let's not talk about fairness. I don't have any feelings towards Li Yang, and this incident won't have any impact on me." Jiang Yuan finished the brown rice in his hand. He already had some thoughts about Li Yang.

Pei Lu was speechless. If it were any other young man, he would have died without a burial place when facing a half-step second-grade warrior and dozens of armored soldiers. This killing game was only not worth mentioning because the opponent's qualifications were too outstanding.

The meridians are naturally connected to all parts of the body, which means that there are no barriers at all in the third level. This level is actually the process of widening and opening up the meridians.

In other words, the young man surnamed Jiang could have easily reached the peak of the fourth level in one step, but for some reason he insisted on staying.

"I am one of the five leaders of Zhao Gou, the secret agency of Liyang." Pei Lu said after thinking for a long time. He did not hide it because he was afraid that the young man would know the whole story in the future and feel disgusted. In that case, he would probably have to obey the greater good.

"Recommend me. I plan to join the army." Jiang Yuan pondered for a moment. He needed the blood and energy of the battlefield to nourish his body. As for which camp he would join, he had no specific intention. He would just see which side was more convenient. After getting the military power, he would destroy the Han family.

Pei Lu was stunned when he heard this. He made an exception and came forward not to do a favor for the Ministry of War.

"The spy thing also comes together."

"That's fine."

(End of this chapter)