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Chapter 387: Great Gan Ding Beihou Shizi

The Dagan Emperor Dynasty banned all sects and no sect was allowed to survive in the territory. Therefore, these sects were practicing in all directions of the Dagan Emperor Dynasty.

Despite this, the powerful sects almost all have a large number of industries in the Dagan Emperor Dynasty, and even cooperate with aristocratic families to earn cultivation materials!

Wherever Jiuding Gate is located, there are vast mountains, and there are countless ancient sects located in it.

Some are booming, some are declining.

There are many sects that have the Dharma Realm.

There are also some ancient sects that have long disappeared in the long river of history, and occasionally successors will come out and stir up the storm!

Standing at the peak of the wilderness mountains, even the Dagan Emperor Dynasty was afraid of it.

The strength is extremely terrifying.

"When Fengshuang Sect is wiped out, Jiuding Sect should open the mountain gate and recruit disciples."

Zuo Ci chose this nameless hill to establish a sect and named it Tianzhu Mountain, which has long been considered clearly.

The wild mountains are not desolate. There are also cities here and countless human races, but they are all attached to the major sects.

Tianzhu Mountain is located here for 300 miles "along the lake", and there is a city around it with a population of 300,000. The most powerful sect is Fengshuang Gate!

With a slight smile, half of blood appeared on Zuo Ci's fingertips, like jade, flashing faintly.

It is the essence and blood of the Blood-horn True God!

I got a total of 18 drops at the beginning.

Li Beichen casts the incarnation, which costs nine drops.

Refined into the "Divine Blood Pill", and use four drops before and after.

There are only five drops left now.

Li Beichen was not stingy and divided the four drops of blood horn true spirit into eight parts.

Zuo Ci, Wei Qing, Yao Chong, Zheng He, Yao Li, Li Chunfeng and Xu Chu each had one.

The last one was given to the newly born Hu Xueyan.

Although the laws of the Dagan Emperor Dynasty were very strict, its strength was still fundamental.

Even if you do business, you will not be able to sustain yourself without strength. You must have made wedding dresses for others.

If the eight generals refine their cultivation, their cultivation will inevitably improve by leaps and bounds. Among them, the four top talents, Zuo Ci, Wei Qing, Li Chunfeng and Xu Chu, can use them to break into the Cave Heaven Realm in one fell swoop, and even complete the first three levels of cultivation in the Cave Heaven Realm!

The essence and blood of the true god are so powerful that they are terrifying, even if they have a great effect on the existence of the unity realm!

What's more, Zuo Ci and others?

Although their breakthrough in cultivation is many times more than the resources consumed by the same-level strongmen, it is enough to greatly increase their cultivation!

...

Emperor Gan City is the capital of Da Gan.

The population is 30 million, 900 miles from east to west and spanning from north to south, 900 miles from north to south, and the city is three hundred feet high and towering into the clouds. It is like a city of immortals, with a majestic momentum, better than countless ancient mountains and mountains.

Above the Digan City, endless golden luck rolls, gathering into clouds, covering the sky and the sun.

There were even more faintly countless statues of gods rising and falling in it, with majestic and grandeur suppressing the universe and vast aura.

To the north of Emperor Gan City is the Dagan Palace, which is like an eternal sea, with a strong and majestic atmosphere.

The west of Emperor Gan City is where the mansions of high-ranking officials and nobles are located. The breath that is extremely powerful soars into the sky and shakes the void!

"Master Yao, cultivate oneself to respect, cultivate oneself to comfort others, cultivate oneself to comfort the people. Why is this explained?"

In the mansion of the 'Dingbei Hou', a 16 or 17-year-old boy looked up and asked the middle-aged man ahead with a serious solemn look.

The middle-aged man was wearing a dark blue robe, his hair was carefully tied up, his face was square, and his eyes were like a deep pool, making it difficult to look at each other.

But the boy looked at the middle-aged man tightly, very seriously.

"Cultivate yourself, maintain a serious and respectful attitude, cultivate yourself, make the high-ranking officials happy, cultivate yourself, and make the people happy."

"Do you understand?"

Yao Chong said calmly.

"Master Yao, now there are Wuman in the north and there are sects in all directions to cause trouble. How can the people be happy?"

The boy did not answer the question, his expression was very solemn, not like a boy of sixteen or seventeen at all.

"Wu Man causes chaos, and then quells the Wu Man! The sect is a disaster, so what will happen to destroy the sect! Do you understand?"

Yao Chong didn't care, looked at the boy and said lightly.

"Put down the Wuman, destroy the sect..."

The boy murmured, his hands tightly clenched.

"Master Yao, my father is in the northern border and has been fighting with Wu Man for many years, but he is unable to pacify Wu Man. Why is this?"

The boy asked again.

"It's just because of insufficient strength."

Yao Chong said, he glanced at the boy, didn't care anymore, and left straight.

He knew very well that the boy was afraid that he was not satisfied with this answer.

This young man is the son of the Marquis of Dingbei and Fang Nan!

In Yao Chong's opinion, Fang Nan has excellent qualifications and is steady in his behavior, but for some reason, he has never practiced martial arts or practiced immortality.

I just read poetry and books and was a scholar.

A month and a half ago, he came to Emperor Qiancheng, and happened to be recruiting a teacher for the prince Fang Nan, so Yao Chong applied for the job.

With his talent, he naturally applied for the job easily.

As for identity, this is also easy to solve.

There were many people living in seclusion in the mountains and fields of Emperor Daqian.

When he and Wei Qing, Zheng He and Li Chunfeng went north, they had solved this problem.

With the wisdom of the few of them, even if the Emperor Daqian Dynasty sent someone to investigate, no abnormalities could be found.

"Um?"

Yao Chong, who was walking out, felt a little moved in his heart, but there was no change in his face and continued to walk outside the courtyard.

"This prince doesn't seem simple. There is a strong man from the Dharma Realm who comes to meet in secret?"

Yao Chong thought to himself.

Although his strength is only at the middle level of the Cave Heaven Realm, he practices literary Taoism and has extremely powerful spiritual power. His sense of breath is even greater than that of some powerful people in the Dharma Realm Realm.

However, from this day on, Yao Chong discovered that Fang Nan had changed.

The body is increasing at a shocking speed.

In half a month, you have already crossed the physical realm, the Tianyuan realm, and the Divine Mansion realm, and you have transformed away the mortal fetus and reached the physical change realm!

Not only that, his literary cultivation has also made rapid progress, his soul is strong, and his talent is faintly visible.

Even occasionally, Yao Chong could sense an extremely sharp aura from Fang Nan's body, which made him feel terrified. He immediately understood that it was a flying sword, and it was not an ordinary flying sword!

"Mart, Wen, and Immortal fellow practitioners?"

He was a little surprised.

The Marquis of Dingbei was the first-class marquis of Emperor Daqian. He had a respectable status and naturally had no shortage of resources. He even had some extremely rare treasures and rare treasures, and there were inventory in the mansion.

"Dingbei Hou Mansion..."

Yao Chong whispered softly, and there were thousands of thoughts in his eyes.

...

"General! The scout came to report that there are tens of millions of creatures from all races in the slave ghost clan. They will sacrifice blood to the gods at noon!"

In the west of the Daxia Dynasty, in the Qianliyi City, a general respectfully reported to the Shangshouzhang Han.

A month ago, the terrible poisonous miasma that enveloped the depths of 100,000 mountains slowly dissipated for some reason.
Chapter completed!
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