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

Midnight Chou time.

A pair of carriages passed by Wangyue Mountain.

The leader was a sturdy old man with a sword at his waist and the gait of a dragon and a tiger.

There were men, women, young and old in the convoy. More than a dozen of them were dressed in fine clothes and were at least from wealthy and prominent families in the county.

A middle-aged Taoist priest held a long emerald green whip with jagged barbs on it. A light stroke could take away large pieces of flesh and blood.

He felt a little distressed when he saw the beautiful woman working hard on the horse. She was holding a young girl of six or seven years old in her arms with a determined look in her eyes.

The group stopped at the top of Wangyue Mountain, where the terrain was open and less likely to be attacked at night.

The old man with the sword raised his hand, turned around and said, "Rest here for two hours and set off before dawn. Hurry up."

The beautiful woman breathed a sigh of relief. Because she was not good at riding a horse, her long skirt was stained with blood and her skin was rubbed by the saddle.

"Thank you, Senior Shi, for your escort. I will reward you handsomely when we reach the territory of the Dagui Dynasty."

The old man with the sword sneered disdainfully, sat down on a huge rock with his horse and sword, picked up the wine bag, took a few gulps, and then closed his eyes to cultivate himself.

The middle-aged Taoist took a look at the old man and the young boy who were resting against the stone wall in the distance, and immediately became alert. If he hadn't had a useless dog by his side, he would definitely have used his sword first to test the depth of the dog.

"Nan'er, come down and rest first."

The middle-aged Taoist helped the beautiful woman off the horse.

"Brother Xianyang, don't be so frivolous!"

The beautiful woman was annoyed and slapped away the other person's hand that was reaching for her skirt.

Taoist Xianyang said angrily, "Just to check your injuries."

The beautiful woman glared at the guy, picked up her stupid niece and walked aside, feeding her water bit by bit.

Unfortunately, the girl's eyes were empty. If she wasn't thirsty, she would have ignored her aunt's kindness.

"Yaoyao, be obedient. After we pass the mountain stream here, we may have to wait until the county town to refill our water bag next time."

The beautiful woman had a sad face, her brother and sister-in-law named them with the beautiful intention of picking the peach blossoms, but they didn't expect that they would end up in the situation of fleeing. They were originally a pair of Taoist lovers in the mountains, and they must have met with an accident in order to stop the enemy. Her own aptitude was poor, and she was still stuck in the third level of Qi training and could not make any progress. The lower five levels, Liujin Realm, also known as Liuren Realm, blocked countless cultivators who longed for the great Dao.

"It's all the fault of that useless Arsenic City Lord of Ghost Valley, or some kind of Laozi Earth Immortal. He disappeared without a trace. Those of us who took refuge in the mountains are really blind."

The handsome young man in the convoy cursed bitterly, but after all he didn't have the courage to say that his master and mistress were also trash. He was a teenage fifth-level Qigong practitioner, and even if he went to the Jinwu Palace, he would still be a beautiful jade of cultivation. He originally thought that it would be better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. Who would have thought that due to an accident, a distinguished master of genealogy would fall to the level of being worse than a wild cultivator.

Everyone in the convoy was filled with resentment, which made the old warrior in the lead even more impatient. When he saw the young man sitting in front of the stone wall with wine in his hand, he stood up and walked over to him.

"Young man, do you want to sell me some wine?" The old man patted the wine bag twice, and it was empty.

Jiang Yuan took out a jar of street wine, exchanged it for two taels of silver, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Hey, it's not that famous. You've heard of the famous Fuyun Mountain. It used to rely on that evil Arsenic City Lord and lived a comfortable life. Now it has lost its backer and its enemies are coming to collect debts, so it has fallen apart. The mountain master and his wife are the last ones left, and I don't think they will survive. They are still okay. I owe them a favor in the past, so I will escort these men, women, and children to the Great Gui Dynasty in the north."

The old man gulped down the entire jar of wine, looking half drunk, and muttered, "Little brother, sell me another one." The yellow dog sneered, "Your martial arts energy has evaporated it all. If I saw someone who wasted wine like this before, I would bite them and piss on them."

The alcohol on the old man's face disappeared, and he stared intently and said, "A monster with human intelligence?"

Jiang Yuan raised his leg to press down the yellow dog's back and said, "It's a domesticated dog, it can only bark like a dog."

Yellow Dog: "..."

Iron head and tofu waist, brother, haven't you heard of it?

The old man stared at the other person's demon-slaying robe for a while, then hesitantly asked, "Golden Body Warrior?"

Jiang Yuan shook his head.

"The Wandering Martial God?" The old man's pupils trembled.

Jiang Yuan still shook his head.

"It can't be a mountain-top god."

"No."

The old man laughed after he finished speaking, and his doubts were dispelled. It would be unreasonable to spend the night in the wilderness without some cultivation, but as long as he was not a great master in the Golden Body Realm, he would do his best and leave the rest to fate. He would dare to stop it.

The old man bought a few jars of fine wine from the market, sat back and drank alone, and was only slightly tipsy after drinking heavily.

Taoist Taiping continued to talk about the rumors on the mountain.

"There are two leaders in Beijuluzhou. The first one is naturally the Fire Dragon Master who is the best in water, fire and thunder. Haoran world is the best in fire, second in thunder, and in the top ten in water. The second one is Beiyue Zhengshen, the best in the entire Haoran world. Beijuluzhou snatched the word "North" from Aiaizhou, and he is the one who benefited the most. He used this to enter the Ascension Realm hundreds of years ago."

Jiang Yuan took a sip of wine. The dispute over the word "North" was not entirely emotional. It involved the distribution of spiritual energy and luck between heaven and earth. That's why the head of the Liu family in Aiaizhou had always wanted to snatch it back. After all, strictly speaking, Aiaizhou was the true north.

"The great god Dongyue of Aquarius Continent is probably guarding the remnants of a dozen ancient gods on Zhenwu Mountain." Huang Gou talked about the almanac. Aquarius Continent is small, and the other party cannot reach the realm of ascension, but their immortal foundation is definitely not bad, and Zhenwu Mountain is essentially a military cage.

The Taiping Divine Man had never heard of Zhenwu Mountain. Baoping Island is the smallest, and there are relatively few stories about celebrities passed down from it.

"The most heated discussions about the deeds of the mountain are usually about the ten young people. The first one is Haoran, the only disciple of Beiyue Zhengshen. He is only seventy years old this year, but he has already become a great cultivator in the Jade Pu Realm. He is not a sword cultivator, but he has refined two flying sword relics of the Sword Immortal. He was evaluated by a great priest of the academy as having a promising future. In the future, he will have the hope of becoming one of the top ten in the world when he goes to the Central Plains of the Divine Continent. He holds an immortal weapon, the Jingwei Judge's Pen, and he single-handedly destroyed two immortal families on the mountain when he was in the Nascent Soul Realm. Although this position is beyond the limit of forty years old, it will not be taken away until a qualified replacement appears."

Taoist Taiping was somewhat fascinated by the number one young man in Northern Juluzhou, and said, "The second one is Young Master Jiang. The outside world actually thinks that the inside story is that the three great masters fought each other and let Young Master take advantage of it. But I know..."

"Go on." Jiang Yuan interrupted.

The yellow dog kept laughing with his teeth bared.

Taoist Taiping was a little embarrassed for not being able to flatter him, and continued, "The third place is Xu Xuan. Before he was born, several sects were determined to get him. He refined the five elements of his life object, and he was very impressive and upright. He had two personal maids, one holding a knife and the other holding a sword. He is also the eldest disciple of Bai Chang, the number one sword immortal in the north. Bai Chang has been to the Sword Qi Great Wall twice and stayed there for seventy or eighty years. I heard that he has been in seclusion recently and is preparing to break through to the Great Sword Immortal."

"The fourth is Liu Jinglong, a Yuanying sword cultivator from Taihui Sword Sect. He is over 70 years old. It is said that he has a bit of a crooked temper and loves to reason. This sect is incredible. There have been many sword immortals from generation to generation, and this generation has two of them standing shoulder to shoulder."

As Taoist Taiping told the story, Jiang Yuan remembered the secret alliance, of which Xu Xuan was a candidate member and also a puppet of Bai Shang.

(End of this chapter)