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

Uttarakuru, the largest continent outside of China, is divided into north and south by a river called Qi Du that runs across the east and west.

South of Dadu, five dynasties and more than fifty vassal states confronted, attacked, and formed alliances with each other. Chaos was frequent, but there was a certain degree of order. According to the countless extended veins, there were various immortal forces behind them guiding or controlling them. However, the six Confucian academies located in various places kept the chaos above the basic limit and prevented the collapse of rituals and music.

To the north of the Skeleton Beach is the Yuezhu Kingdom.

An old man and a young boy submitted their pass at the border and entered the country smoothly. This kind of pass is a necessary pass for passing through the border.

"Master Sword Immortal, my craftsmanship is pretty good, isn't it?" Taoist Taiping held up two documents and praised them with a very satisfied expression. Forgery also requires great care, and the skill is shown in the details. After achieving some success, one can go to the bronze and antique business to make money and meet important people. It was by chance that he embarked on the path of cultivation.

Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly but did not answer.

After the yellow dog defecated, he buried the feces under the tree roots and ran over and said with a smile:
“Young Master, Master, or whatever is fine, but fellow Daoist, please stop using the name Sword Immortal to insult me. If you were a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, you would have been hit by seven or eight sword strikes by now.”

Taoist Taiping bowed earnestly upon hearing this, no longer as frightened as he was at the beginning. After spending more than ten days together, he was familiar with the other person's temper. As long as he didn't act too aggressively and joked around sometimes, the other person wouldn't bother to care.

The hilltop here is close to the border, and there is an important trading town not far away. After the summer harvest, the food, fodder and military equipment collected last year were dispatched from the southern part of Danzhu State. There were dozens of merchant teams accompanying them, which suddenly made the border town very lively.

The moon was like a jade plate, extremely bright. The hill at his feet was exactly a small Moon-Watching Mountain of the lowest grade. This special mountain had a peculiar terrain and was suitable for gathering the moonlight. Over time, it attracted a large number of mountain spirits and ghosts that had not yet awakened. The yellow dog had just relieved himself to show that he had occupied this territory.

Jiang Yuan took out a sweet-scented osmanthus seed and threw it into the blessed land. Then he took out a hundred grain rain coins accumulated by Taoist Jiuqiao to provide "fuel" for the operation of his natal flying sword Qianjinyi, so as not to affect his retreat and practice.

At the beginning of the 13th century, there were 80 million military exploits.

Time flies, and what happened in the past hundred years was unremarkable. Two golden elixir ascensions have made the laws of nature, destiny and luck enter a smooth period.

Suddenly, Jiang Yuan's face looked a little strange.

Because when the hundred years were about to end, a gifted child of heaven who was born into the demon race appeared. He acted extremely cautiously, and his enlightenment and cultivation were extremely fast, as if practice makes perfect.

A hundred years have passed, and Sect Master Yuhua has started his third ascension in the body of a deer demon. He cannot awaken his past until he reaches the level of Nascent Soul and opens up his sea of ​​consciousness, so he still yearns for the sky.

But this time, the sky suddenly erupted with tremendous lightning.

Jiang Yuan used his magic power to condense heavenly thunder and set it on the road to heaven to refine the physical and soul qualifications of the cultivators. Depending on the qualifications, the scale of the heavenly tribulation also has different levels.

The leader of the Yuhua Sect smiled proudly and punched towards the sky.

Then he died under the rolling thunder.

Jiang Yuan touched his chin. One thousand three hundred years had passed. This fellow had been practicing Taoism for every life. From the very beginning, he had stumbled upon the luck of the beginning of the world to enter the Golden Elixir realm. Now, he had made a first-grade elixir without any effort. He had a bit of the spirit of true gold and fire refining. He had created more than twenty Taoist methods, half of which could be called methods that directly led to the Golden Elixir realm.

“Go and practice for another thousand years.” Before he died, the leader of the Yuhua Sect vaguely heard a voice that gave him a splitting headache for some unknown reason.

Jiang Yuan lightly hooked his finger, and the magic pill entered the wine gourd. At the same time, a hundred-meter-tall tree disappeared in the paradise.

A laurel tree suddenly appeared on the hill outside, emitting a bright light under the moonlight.

This laurel seed is a treasure of Mr. Zeng, a ghost at the peak of the Ascension Realm, and was obtained from a thousand-year-old knife-selling trip.

The yellow dog looked a little surprised and said, "It should be one of the four first-generation descendants of the Moon Laurel Tree, the highest-ranking Moon Palace seed. It looks to be over a hundred years old. Plants and trees become spirits much slower than wild beasts, but this creature is not one of them. It has not yet awakened. There must be something wrong with the seed. It is not fully alive."

Jiang Yuan pondered, no wonder Zeng She didn't plant the seeds to cultivate them. Ghosts are yin in nature, and it will be of great benefit in the long run to keep them company with laurel, and there will be some profit in ascending to the realm.

On the top of the mountain, Taoist Taiping looked around nervously, fearing that a big monster would suddenly appear.

Jiang Yuan used Fenghou Qimen to deduce from the beginning. In the beginning, he chose this northward route because of the name of Yuezhu Kingdom. After crossing the border, he heard that there was a place that looked like Wangyue Mountain, so he came here to take a look. The reason he had the idea of ​​planting laurel was because the moonlight was exceptionally bright tonight.

"It's the cycle of fate. This is his chance."

A thread appeared in Jiang Yuan's hand. It was the fate thread of the ghost Xu Jun and his destined disciple. It was slightly hot at the moment. In the eyes of Heaven, this person was better than the ghost leader both during his lifetime and after his death. He was also located in Uttarakuru, which had the most sword immortals. The former item made the number of candidates who met the requirements extremely small, and the latter item basically locked the final answer.

The yellow dog stared at the line of fate for a long time, and said hesitantly: "Haoran Tianxia Sword Dao Qifu incarnation?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, "Ten thousand years have passed, and it has taken root. The sword holder is in Aquarius Island, suppressing the sword path of the land, forcing it to lose its soul. This incomplete laurel is the opportunity for it to embark on the path of cultivation, and it is also the first natal item at the beginning."

Taoist Taiping had a dazed look on his face and didn't quite understand, but from the fragmentary conversation he learned that this man and this dog were both ruthless characters who could deduce the laws of nature, and that the ancestral laurel tree and the incarnation of Haoran's swordsmanship were truly too terrifying.

"What do you mean?" asked the yellow dog.

"I have already made a deal with your original body using it, and now it seems I can add on to that, at least fifty golden elixirs, otherwise it would be better for you to keep this sword incarnation and take care of it yourself." Jiang Yuan replied. Having said that, keeping a guy like this around would definitely cause trouble. As for why he wanted to throw such a huge amount of Haoran luck into the wilderness, it was certainly because he was unhappy with Haoran Tiandao's calculations. If they were talking about business face to face, it would not be difficult to make money through harmony.

After figuring out the general outline of what was to come, the man and the dog continued to do their own things.

Jiang Yuan took out a palm-sized transparent doll from the sleeve of the Half-Immortal Soldier Demon-Slaying Embroidered Robe. Every meridian and acupoint on its body was made up of extremely complex talismans. The whole thing was a large talisman that had not yet been completed - the God-Man Holding the Sword and Slaying Talisman.

This one alone took nearly half a month to make. If it weren't for the blessing of the Tongtian Talisman, the time, energy, divine money, and natural treasures required for a large talisman would be unimaginable.

After it was made, Jiang Yuan merged the God-man Fengjian Zhanfu with Youbi Shadow God to add the finishing touch. After "Fengjian", the strength of this Shadow God reached 100% of that of Yin God.

(End of this chapter)