evening.
In the imperial palace of the Yan Kingdom, bonfires continued.
Some soldiers stayed outside to maintain order in the city.
The rest of the fighters can take this opportunity, drink and eat meat, and have a good time.
The army will probably rest here for a while.
The two rotate, but there is no need to worry about favoring one over the other.
In Yan Kingdom's imperial palace, the scenery and grandeur are naturally far inferior to those of Great Xia.
But there is also a different view.
At this moment, in a certain hall deep in the palace, Jiang Longxiang was sitting on a wide reclining chair.
The chair, which is enough for ordinary people to easily lie on their side, is now crowded by Jiang Long like a buttock.
On the large table in front of him, there are large pots of barbecue, full glasses of fine wine, and various spices.
only.
There were not many people in the room, except for Jiang Longxiang who was sitting in the main seat, and Ling Xiao who was standing by the window with his hands behind his back.
"When did you step into the realm of a saint?"
Ling Xiao turned around, frowned, and then asked a little puzzled.
"Just today…"
Jiang Longxiang raised his head from the table, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth carefully.
Then he slowly explained with a smile:
"It wasn't before the fight with that Shadow Demon Clan, but after the fight, it was."
"amazing."
Ling Xiao nodded, his tone was very sincere, and he didn't think that Jiang Longxiang was deceiving himself.
"If you want, it won't be too difficult to step into the realm of saints... Haven't you already read the bone book that my sister sent from the New World?"
Jiang Long slowly chopped the barbecue in front of him into pieces.
"Just a few days ago, those two guys who had forgotten themselves had already planned to hunt strange beasts. Of course, those two cowardly guys would definitely not dare to go to the new world. They probably planned to find them in Daxia. try to find…"
"Breakthrough to the saint realm purely for the purpose of prolonging life, even if it is really successful, it is nothing but waste."
"However, if you want to do it, it must be different."
Jiang Longxiang spoke seriously, but what he said was sincere.
Because he relied on his blood to break through to the realm of a saint, and his own phoenix blood talent is extremely powerful.
I'm afraid the background is not small.
So now that he has broken through to the realm of a saint, his combat power is also terrifyingly tyrannical.
As a saint, even if Jiang Longxiang had just stepped into this field, it was enough to scare that demon cultivator away with one punch.
"Although the soul refining technique is good..."
Ling Xiao shook his head and said softly, "But it's not what I want."
"That's fine..."
Jiang Longxiang laughed twice, he was naturally extremely happy to break through to the realm of a saint.
Now he laughs like a thirty-ton child.
However, he also knew that his junior had his own ideas, so he bowed his head and continued to enjoy the food on the table without further persuasion.
But, at this time.
There was a knock on the door, "My lord..."
A clear voice came, it was Peng Yue, General of the Bodyguard Banner.
"come in."
Jiang Longxiang put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, raised his head, let out a long sigh of relief, and leaned lightly on the chair.
"What are you looking for from me?"
"How should the dignitaries of the Yan Kingdom deal with it..."
The General of the Bodyguard Banner is an official position in the army second only to the General, and his position is equivalent to that of the three princes in the court. He is a real figure with real power.
Peng Yue is in his forties this year, and he was born in the imperial army. Even in today's Daxia, the cultivation base of the high-ranking grand master is very rare.
But wait for him to appear in front of Jiang Longxiang.
Just standing there, there is a shivering feeling.
Although Jiang Longxiang seems to be in a good mood, there is no reason to do something to himself as a confidant.
But that fear was like a substantial black smoke, which surged into my heart uncontrollably.
The one standing in front of me...
But Daxia's second genuine saint, a legend living in the world.
"Exile, ransacking, beheading... Haha, it's up to you to deal with it.
Just don't let these old guys die too easily. These people are so rotten, I can sit here and eat, and I can smell a disgusting rotten smell from these old immortals. "
"But…"
The general of the bodyguard flag hesitated and frowned.
"When we were in the past, after all, we promised them and made an agreement with these people. Now that we have just entered the city, we have to tear up these agreements. Isn't it good..."
in this era.
People generally pay more attention to their own reputation and credibility.
The more powerful the person, the more so.
What Peng Yue, General of the Bodyguard Banner, said was more for Jiang Longxiang's sake.
heard the words.
Jiang Longxiang just shook his head and said with a slight smile, "Do you know what a saint is?"
Peng Yue was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why his great general asked such a question.
Even Ling Xiao turned sideways, looked at Jiang Longxiang, and wanted to know what he was going to say next.
"Then do you know what rules are and what is reason?"
Jiang Longxiang stood up, came to him, lowered his head, and asked again.
"Shua".
Peng Yue felt cold sweat dripping down his forehead.
He shook his head, and said with some difficulty: "The end will not be known..."
Jiang Longxiang turned around, walked to the window sill, turned his back to him, and said loudly: "Here, what I say is the rule. From now on, the world will be unified, even if others talk about it, so what?"
"Do you understand this? People like us don't have to care about worldly evaluation..."
"The last general...understood!"
"Children can be taught..." Jiang Longxiang nodded and said no more.
…
Yuanyang boundary.
The Jiang family, the ancestral land.
The mountain peaks are overlapping, shrouded in clouds and mist, the clouds are soaring into the sky, and there are many visions.
In the center of the mountain, which is also the tallest, there are a series of grand palaces, one of which is in a hall.
Two old men about three meters tall were sitting opposite each other.
Their beards and hair were all white, and their bronzed faces were deeply lined.
But the muscles on his body were twisted one by one, and the breath all over his body was scorching hot, like the sun, radiating terrifying heat all the time.
Such existence.
Ordinary martial arts experts can't even get close to them, they will be burned to death by the terrible blood.
The two old men had a deep breath, their pupils were full of vicissitudes, and they did not know how many years they had lived.
can now.
There was a look of surprise on the two old faces.
"Just now the bell rang nine times... It means that some disciples with extremely pure blood have broken through to the realm of saints."
"But... there is no disciple breakthrough in the clan."
"Could it be an illegitimate child?"
"This is impossible, but if the bloodline of the Phoenix blood appears in Yuanyang Realm, it cannot be hidden from our perception."
"Then why?"
The two old men talked about it, but they had no clue.
"Hmm..." The old man on the left was wearing a plain white robe, with a golden sun embroidered on his chest.
He pondered for a while, and said, "Could it be the clansman living overseas..."
"This is impossible!"
The old man on the right is wearing a black robe, with a long beard reaching to his chest, and his appearance is as cold as iron.
"The bloodlines of those clansmen have been completely deprived, and so many years have passed, even if there were really a small amount of bloodlines left back then, it has been diluted from generation to generation, and it is already weak and out of shape."
"Nothing is absolute..."
Wearing a plain white Taoist robe, the kind-faced old man sighed, "Fourth brother, have you forgotten what the true meaning is hidden in the phoenix blood?"
"It's Nirvana!"
A golden light burst out from his eyes, "No matter how thin the blood is, as long as there is even a trace of phoenix blood remaining, there is a possibility of returning to the ancestors."
"snort!"
The old man in black snorted coldly, but did not object.
"Then what should we do now, send people to that wild land to bring people back?"
"Not to mention whether other aristocratic families will object, the current overseas is not peaceful, and there are weirdness and ghosts everywhere..."
"Even the mainland of the Yuanyang Realm has been affected. Over the past ten thousand years, our hermit families have been aloof and overlooked the vicissitudes of the mortal world."
"But now, our good days are coming to an end... This catastrophe is different from the past. The high and hidden family is now going down to fight..."
"otherwise!"
The old man in black sneered twice, but his eyes were cold and serious: "The Jiang family may not really survive forever!"
"The child living outside..."
The old man in white robe sighed, although what his brother said was a bit radical.
But most of the content in the words, he is more recognized.
After thousands of years of peace since the last tumultuous year, the time for change has arrived.
"Leave him there for the time being... If you need it later, find a way to bring him back and continue the bloodline. If you don't need it, just leave him there to fend for himself..."
"Oh... whatever!"
The old man in white robe shook his head and said no more.
There is nothing wrong with his brother's actions this time, he just uses his descendants as tools.
Come and go when you call.
It's just too indifferent...
…
Angu Mountain City.
In the Shenwu Catacombs, a picturesque girl in white was sitting quietly cross-legged on a futon.
A divine light bloomed from between her eyebrows.
It turned into a green lotus, swaying thousands of times, and slowly suspended in mid-air.
Jiang Zirou opened his eyes.
There seemed to be fireflies flashing in the clear pupils.
She stretched out her hand, and the vitality in the entire cave gathered into the girl's slender and smooth palm like a tide.
"Boom!!!"
With five fingers clasped together, the vitality exploded violently.
A thunderbolt burst out from the crypt, rumbling and roaring.
The Shenwu Catacomb is a natural spiritual treasure, extremely hard, even monks in the realm of the Great Saint can release it with all their strength.
It is also difficult to hurt it.
But now, the girl just shook her hand lightly.
The entire catacomb was trembling, as if it was unbearable, and it was about to collapse.
Jiang Zirou stood up, her hair flying.
There is a faint chaos surrounding the eyes, and the grand scene of the star river opening up.
She stood there for a long time.
Only then did she smile sweetly, blooming like a fairy flower, bright and beautiful without losing her spirit.
"It turns out that this is the so-called great sage of martial arts... the realm that countless human races have been striving for in the old and new worlds for thousands of years."
"It seems... that's all."