Chapter 161 Descendants of the Black Dragon
Xie Que stopped thinking about it and put this trouble behind him.
After all, there must be a way to reach the mountain, even if it really requires 360 martial arts gods.
With "never ending", it might not take more than a few years.
After all, it only took a few days for him to condense the divine form of Garuda the fastest.
At this time, the qi, blood, and energy in his body are no longer bound by his dantian.
It has completely broken away from the original martial arts path and embarked on an unknown route.
Xie Que guessed.
Only in this way, by condensing the acupoints, can one truly hold such a terrifying amount of energy and blood in his human body.
He exhaled, and the hot wind swept dozens of miles around him instantly.
The weather in this cold winter has quickly begun to warm up, just like late summer.
His most basic strength now should be more than five hundred land forces, but Xie Que was a little unsure of the exact number.
It’s time to find a Taoist master to use as your new unit of measurement.
This pure energy and blood is more than three times what I had a few days ago.
The strength of the body has been strengthened to a terrifying level.
He stood up and looked at the materials piled in front of him.
Recalling the method of forging the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield, I started to try it.
Soon, Xie Que realized that he had overestimated his talent in weapon refining.
After losing more than seventy sets of materials in a row, Xie Que just succeeded once.
Moreover, the appearance of the refined product is also somewhat ugly.
Fortunately, Xie Que can work hard to create a miracle!
Relying on the brute force of his body, he pressed down or hammered out the dents and protrusions in the magic weapon.
Ten days later, Xie Que looked at the small red clock in his hand with satisfaction.
"Fire!" Xie Queyin thought.
Within this small bell, a burst of terrifyingly high-temperature fire instantly erupted.
Forcibly melting the cold iron in front of him into a liquid state.
You must know that this cold precious iron has been in the ice mine for countless years. If it wants to melt, it will require at least tens of thousands of degrees of heat.
After feeling it, Xie Que couldn't help but sigh: "The power is good, but it's a pity that it consumes too much mana."
It is estimated that if a real person who has not experienced thunder tribulation uses this magic weapon.
I'm afraid it will be completely drained just once.
"Alas, there are still some flaws." Xie Que looked at the "dragon pattern" on the small clock.
Due to his inexperience, the dragon pattern was distorted by its carvings, and its body was extremely thick.
Like a lizard.
"Forget it..." After thinking for a moment, Xie Que rolled up his sleeves and began to refine the weapon again.
As for the Divine Fire Shield, Xie Que planned to sell it to Master Chenpan.
After gaining successful experience, Xie Que finally succeeded in refining one before the materials were exhausted.
He smacked it, and nine tiny fire dragons circled it, flying up and down, spitting fire from their mouths and turning everything in their path into ashes.
But in this fire dragon form, he is still a little fat.
"The prince's fire dragon has good food, so it doesn't matter if he gets fatter."
After putting away the two small clocks, Xie Que escaped from his hiding place.
"it's time."
When they arrived at Tongyun Mountain, Xie Que chuckled and threw the little bell.
Hongyun, who was watching, walked out of the Taoist temple, caught it, then clasped his hands and nodded towards the old monk.
The old monk that Xie Que transformed into also nodded slightly, then turned into a stream of light and left.
Hongyun threw the small clock in her hand, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of her mouth.
…
Half a day later, Hongyun, who was holding a divine fire shield, started a massacre at the mouth of the Wuding River.
Almost all of the people who died were members of Master Sanxian's team.
King Yan could sense the disappearance of the thoughts of these real men, but he did not stop him.
The master's wife was also preoccupied with trivial matters and could not come to take care of Hongyun personally.
Xie Que acted like a good guy again.
Pick up the bodies of these real people and save them.
The Death Trial Illustration kept turning, and in the end there were only two entries that Xie Que noticed.
Lifelike: White entry, you are proficient in painting.
Weapon Refining Master: With purple entries, your refining success rate doubles.
Xie Que couldn't help but frown.
If my current success rate is 10%, even if it is doubled, it will still be 20%.
But what does this lifelike thing mean?
Xie Que couldn't help but take out the first divine fire shield he had refined. After taking a look at it, he realized that it seemed a bit ugly, so he quickly put it into his waist.
The bloody storm brought by Hongyun made many of King Yan's subordinates become afraid of it.
With his physical strength alone, he was able to withstand the triple thunder tribulation.
If he were to use his Ninghou Yin Shen again, he would probably not be able to match even those at the fifth level of thunder tribulation.
Now that he has a magical weapon like the Divine Fire Shield, Hongyun's strength has improved by leaps and bounds.
Even Hongyun had to hold the divine fire to cover the Zhengde Temple several times.
Fortunately, King Yan appeared every time and stopped his behavior.
But this was also done intentionally by Xie Que.
After all, the hateful thoughts constantly pouring out of Hongyun Soul in his body made him feel chilled.
How hateful is this?
Fortunately, Xie Que has obtained all of his memories, and any secrets about Hong Yun are nothing in front of him.
This also made Xie Que feel lucky that he didn't have to interact with this resentful woman whose resentment was reaching the sky.
After another seven days, King Yan sent a message.
Summon Hongyun into the ancestral mausoleum of Shenjing to worship the late emperor.
This so-called first emperor is also Emperor Xuan of Ming Dynasty.
But Feng Tianyu doesn't need to follow him, after all, it is his family's business.
This made Xie Que a little worried.
If the great sage Yin Shen is too far away from him, he will not be able to save himself in an accident.
In order to completely cover up Hongyun's soul, Xie Que spent a lot of money in the Liyuan and took out a special sealing method again.
Completely locking up Hongyun's soul, leaving only a gap for the Panlong Seal as a response.
Three days later, Hongyun followed the troops sent by King Yan.
The old monk Xie Que transformed into also had some time off and went back to visit Shen Ning.
The two couldn't help but have another yin and yang fusion, which made Shen Ning's yin power greatly improved.
But for Xie Que, it was just a drop in the bucket.
In the secret sect, the master, Master Yan Guang, has still not returned.
Xie Que couldn't help but put his mind on where Hong Yun was.
…
It is said that the burials of successive emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty were all on the top of the highest mountain outside Shenjing City.
The hilltop was once the foundation of the dragon veins of the former Dacai Dynasty, but now it has become the resting place for the emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
But what makes Xie Que a little strange is that those people did not go to Shenjing with Hongyun.
Instead, they headed all the way north, beyond the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
At this time, Xie Que had already begun to doubt the fact that he had been exposed.
But then, Xie Que saw the dragon spirit incarnation of King Yan.
It's not the body.
According to what Master Shitai said, King Yan's body is in retreat.
Without thinking much, Xie Que followed King Yan and continued heading south.
Soon, they came to the "Blackwater River" in the black water of the White Mountains.
The Heishui River occupies a very large area, almost running through the entire northeastern part of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
At this time, King Yan turned to look at Hongyun, his face was warm, but his tone was extremely serious:
"Did you know that this Blackwater River was once called the Black Dragon River?"
Xie Que shook his head, a hint of interest rising in his heart.
"As my legitimate daughter, although I have hurt you due to my selfish motives, I now want to make it up to you."
"So, I will also tell you this secret."
Hongyun's expression remained unchanged and her tone was cold: "What secret?"
King Yan smiled and didn't care about Hongyun's attitude:
"Six hundred years ago, the evil dragon snatched away my direct descendant and took over his position as the emperor, depriving me of my fortune for a hundred years in the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"And our lineage is the descendant of the so-called evil dragon."