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

The fourth year of Qianyuan in Liyang.

The seventh day of the new year.

Huang Longshi, who was one of the top three in the Spring and Autumn Period, was hacked to death at the north gate of the city.

Hundreds of thousands of people, including men, women, young and old, poured into Hengshui City.

Within seven days, more than a thousand people died due to fighting.

While Huang Longshi was fleeing, three people slipped and fell off a building and died while chasing him.

Later, they began to resist.

disinfecting three thousand civilians in succession was beyond the expectations of many people. Huang Sanjia, who had dominated the Spring and Autumn Period and provoked wars among nine countries, causing countless deaths, was actually heartbroken.

Finally, amid the chaos of swords, a woman with a gun delivered a fatal blow. Due to the special material of the spear, Huang Sanjia's soul was completely destroyed.

……

Hengshui City, Ji'an Marquis Mansion.

Under the old tree, two people were sitting beside the chessboard with frowning looks on their faces.

There were three black pieces and three white pieces, but after two hours there was no change.

Both sides understood one thing, that is, the chessboard is not big enough. If they play hard, every game will end in a draw. Strictly speaking, there is no draw in chess, but there is a special situation where there is no winner or loser. When multiple cycles of disasters occur and both sides are unwilling to give in, a certain situation in the game will be repeated over and over again and cannot continue normally. If you are stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat due to external restrictions, time and boundaries will be infinitely expanded.

"It's a draw." Cui Nan said seriously.

"You can't survive me now." Jiang Yuan said.

Cui Nan: “…”

How dare you bully a scholar?

The chess game collapsed in the middle of the game, and Cui Nan stood up to pack up and prepare to leave. He came here this time because Ji'an Hou had become the key to the corner of Western Chu and he couldn't let him fall into the hands of Huang Longshi.

"Before we part, Cui Sheng has something to say to you." Cui Nan bowed, "People without a heart don't need to talk about their state of mind, but everything is born to nourish people, so please be patient, Marquis Ji'an."

"No need to say more." Jiang Yuan did not try to keep him because the world was not chaotic enough.

The blue-robed scholar and his two servants said goodbye and left. They seemed to be accustomed to the master's erratic behavior and never spoke a word.

"Master."

In the yard, Wu Huoyue knelt on his knees and performed the ceremony of paying homage to his master, holding in his hands the Deer-Cutting Spear and the head of Huang Longshi.

There is a huge difference between registered disciples and admitted disciples. If the former are the teacher and disciple in the academy model, then the latter are the apprentices who inherit the skills and raise children to provide for one's old age.

"I can let you step into the celestial phenomena right now." Jiang Yuan said.

"Disciple is willing to climb the mountain by himself." Wu Huoyue said sincerely.

Jiang Yuan stood up and walked towards the door, leaving behind a glass of golden blood.

"Ten thousand taels of gold make wine, drink it slowly."

Wu Huoyue carefully picked up the wine glass and poured it directly into his mouth. Then he felt so much pain that his whole body almost fell apart.

Jiang Yuan sighed, returned to the yard and slapped the other person on the back, and golden blood returned to the wine glass.

"Do you think I'm playing a mentor-disciple relationship with you?"

Wu Huoyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She thought "drinking slowly" was her master's Confucian sentiment.

Jiang Yuan went out, and his head disappeared. He inherited the strong Confucian luck from Huang Longshi. He had half a foot across the threshold of becoming a Confucian saint, and was only half a step away from being able to roam freely on land.

Outside the mansion of Marquis Ji'an, a eunuch in a bright red dragon robe had been waiting for a long time. He had white hair and beard, three thousand red silk threads wrapped around his left hand, and black shoes and white socks on his feet.

Han Shengxuan.

He has a more famous name, Han Diaosi, the human-cat.

He is known as one of the three great demons of the Spring and Autumn Period along with Xu Xiao and Huang Longshi.

In addition, unlike the powerful King of Beiliang and Huang Longshi who hopes that there will be no more immortals in the world in the future, Han Shengxuan is a slave of the emperor.

"The Emperor, in accordance with the Will of Heaven, proclaims: Duke Ji'an is loyal to the country, has driven his horse to the north, and brought peace to the world. From today on, he is promoted to Duke Ji'an, and promoted to the second rank of Grand Protector of Jizhou, and Grand Master of Imperial Households. He is in charge of the military and political affairs of Jizhou and is allowed to act at his discretion. He is also granted a seal to patrol the borders on my behalf and visit the south of the Yangtze River. He is to return to the capital in four months to report on his duties. I decree this."

Across the street, Old Man Pei was sucking his teeth. The emperor used courtesy before force, and touring Western Chu and Southern Tang was a statement of his choice. Going to the capital was also full of dangers, because he knew that in Tai'an City, not to mention the four gatekeepers, there was actually a celestial being secretly working, who was the same age as Liyang Guoza, and was located in the city of Tai'an, with the best of time, place and people. Even if Lu Zu from five hundred years ago were reborn, he would neither win nor lose.

Jiang Yuan took the imperial edict. Han Diaosi did not care about this arrogance and rudeness. It was because the other party was strong enough.

As the most skilled in killing celestial phenomena, he felt the suffocating blood evil and vigorous blood. "Your Majesty has been particularly happy recently when he heard about the death of Huang Longshi." Han Diao Si said.

"If he lives, I die." Jiang Yuan gave a definite answer.

Han Diaosi smiled and asked someone to bring over a jar of Donghai Hundred Flowers Wine.

"This is the gift that my young master Zhao Zhu carefully selected for Duke Ji'an. After the fall of Dongyue, the eldest princess of the royal family died, and the Donghai Hundred Flowers Wine she brewed gradually became a top-notch product."

Jiang Yuan hesitated for a moment and accepted the wine.

Old man Pei slapped his thigh, this hit the nail on the head.

"The eunuch is an eyesore, so I won't disturb Lord Ji'an's rest."

Han Diaosi clasped his fists and said goodbye in the manner of a martial artist. Over the years, he and Master Liu Hao had secretly killed no less than ten first-grade masters. It was rumored that the three thousand threads on his arms were dyed bright red because of his bloodthirsty nature.

The convoy returned along the same route, and Jiang Yuan said to Wu Huoyue, who had just finished drinking the gin:

"Prepare a carriage. After I leave Jizhou, Pei Lu will take full charge of all matters. The Yunhui Army will be expanded to 100,000. The governor and Wei Jingtang will come to Hengshui City, and the latter will send people to escort them. There will be no changes to the Fenwu Army."

"Yes, sir." Wu Huoyue replied. According to the agreement at that time, she was now the commander-in-chief of the infantry and cavalry of the Yunhui Army. Generally speaking, someone had no interest in breaking her promise.

Old man Pei hurried out of the yard.

"Jiang boy, this is courtesy before force. Once the old general Yang Shenxing left, you could have quietly infiltrated the other two counties. Maybe when the decree was announced, Beiliang and Liangliao would have already sent out their armies."

"Lend me your white-scaled warhorse." Jiang Yuan said.

Old man Pei sighed.

……

The clouds are so deep that I don’t know where I am, Zhulu Mountain.

In the dim hall, the swordsman sat alone.

The great protector stood respectfully beside him, one of his arms missing.

Over the past half month, he has firmly established himself as the leader of the Demon Cult. No matter who comes, he can kill them with one strike. After instantly killing a pseudo-realm celestial being who had retired from the world for half a century, no one has come forward to challenge him since then.

"Heroes are so rare, is it so hard to find villains?" said the cult leader coldly.

"Master, we already have more than 3,000 martial arts masters in Zhulu Mountain. No one dares to disobey your orders. There is no need to add more burdens." The Great Protector said with a smile.

"Recruit some secret agents, they work hard."

"This……"

"What do you know about competing for the world?"

"As ordered."

The leader of the Demon Cult stood up and came to the edge of the clouds, followed by the five-colored guardians, four in the Vajra realm and one in the Zhixuan realm.

"Pick some Yunhai tea leaves and bring them back. I want to give them to someone."

The five colored guardians looked at each other, and soon turned into rainbow light and disappeared on the spot.

The leader of the Demon Cult lowered his eyes and looked down, only to see a person riding a donkey under the sea of ​​clouds, holding a peach branch in his hand, and followed by a servant boy.

"Peach Blossom Sword God?"

As the sword was unsheathed, a hundred-foot-long blade of light cut through the sea of ​​clouds.

……

The fourth year of Qianyuan, the seventh day of the first lunar month.

Deng Tai'a returned from visiting the immortals, his celestial realm complete, and asked for the sword at Zhuolu Mountain.

The leader of the evil cult appeared out of nowhere and defeated him with two swords.

All the righteous sects in the martial arts world were shocked.

First, Huang Longshi died.

Later, Peach Blossom Sword God was defeated.

The booming year has completely exploded.

(End of this chapter)