Beast Blood Panlong

The boundless clouds are slowly floating in the sky, a small breeze blows, and the weeping willows by the lake are like shy girls gently swinging their waists and gently tossing their long hair...

Not far away, a small wooden boat was docked by the lake, and a sturdy shirtless man was transporting baskets of goods to the shore. With a pop, a half-foot-long red carp suddenly jumped out of the basket, fell to the ground, and jumped three times.

He actually jumped back into the lake. Fortunately, he escaped with his life.

Qingzhou Guyue Lake is a very ordinary town in the south of Tianlan. However, to Qingzhou people, Guyue Lake is still very famous because the weapons produced here are almost the most and the best in Qingzhou.

When Shisan left Lushan that year, he told Sanbao that if Sanbao returned to Tianlan in the future, the first place he would go to was Guyue Lake, where he could get news about him.

After several days of hard work, Sanbao found this small town that seemed only slightly larger than Lushan Town in Yunli Country.

"Tian Lan, I'm back!"

"Thirteen, I'm here to find you, are you okay?"

Under the weeping poplar tree, Sanbao smoothed his long hair on the back of his head, tied it into a ball casually, and shook the dust off his body.

This current body, whether it is the body or the soul, is completely controlled by the Three Treasures, but the Three Treasures know that over the years, deep in the soul, the "Prince Cheng" is still influencing it to a greater or lesser extent.

The moment I set foot on Tianlan, my obsession to "become a prince" and return to Tianlan was finally completed.

Sanbao suddenly felt a "sense of relief". From now on, this body belonged completely to "himself" and there was no longer any fetters.

However, Sanbao has always retained the most sincere feelings for Thirteen, who has been dependent on each other since childhood, and who went through all kinds of hardships to be sent to the Luo family in Lushan. In a sense, Thirteen is Sanbao's closest relative in the world.

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"Brother, which one is the most famous blacksmith shop in Guyue Lake?" Sanbao asked the shirtless man who was returning home with a loaded load as he walked to the boat.

"The most famous blacksmith shop. It's hard to say. Are you from out of town? We have too many blacksmith shops in Guyuehu. I believe you also know that our weapons in Guyuehu are famous in Qingzhou and are the most famous.

It’s really hard to say, but the most popular one in recent years is the old Hu family’s weapons shop. My harpoon is from the old Hu family. It is of high quality and low price. Of course, the Duan family is also good, but it has completely declined in recent years.

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"The Duan family's blacksmith shop? Isn't Thirteen's surname Duan? That should be it!" When the man mentioned the weapons of the Duan family, Sanbao quickly reacted.

Following the man's introduction, Sanbao came to Guyue Lake Town, a market town not far from Guyue Lake. The entire town is located by the lake, so the name of the town is exactly the same as the name of the lake.

Buke, bash...

As soon as I entered the town, I heard the sound of rows of iron tools being hammered. After a quick look, I saw that nearly half of the shops in Guyuehu Town were blacksmith shops, and the sound of the hammering of iron tools came from these blacksmith shops.

came out of the backyard.

Boom, boom, boom.

"Is this the Duan family's blacksmith shop?"

In a deep alley, Sanbao knocked on the door of a closed blacksmith shop.

"What's the matter with you? If you want to make weapons, look for someone else. We're not doing business anymore!" A dark, thin middle-aged man only opened the iron door of the shop a small crack. As he said this, he tried to close the door again.

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"Brother, do you know this person?" Sanbao took out a portrait of Thirteen that he had prepared a long time ago and handed it to the middle-aged man to look at.

This portrait was painted entirely by imagination by San Bao a few years ago when he was missing Thirteen. Of course, with San Bao's exquisite painting skills, it feels like the real thing is fake.

"I don't know you!"

With a clang, the door was slammed shut, and even the portrait in Sanbao's hand was caught in the crack of the door.

"You really don't know me? Then why are you so nervous!" Sanbao smiled slightly. Although the other party tried his best to hide something, he could not escape Sanbao's eyes.

The moment he saw the portrait of Thirteen, the dark and thin middle-aged man was obviously shocked, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Opening up his soul power, Sanbao stood quietly in front of the door. Although there was a heavy iron door between him, all the middle-aged actions were imprinted in Sanbao's mind.

In his mind, Sanbao could clearly sense that the middle-aged man ran eagerly towards the backyard after closing the iron gate. After passing through several alleys, the middle-aged man stopped in front of a small house deep in the backyard, and then shouted into the courtyard:

"Sir, there is a young man outside who took the portrait of our ancestor in his early years. I didn't let him in. I don't know if he is an enemy or a friend?"

"Hmph, what kind of friends can we have at this time? Seeing that our Duan family is weak, these guys are all staring at the source of our Duan family. Huh, as long as I, Duan Yunshan, am still alive, don't even think about it..."

A roar came from the house, and then a voice made Sanbao's heart suddenly feel sharp pain.

After the roar, a weak, old and extremely familiar voice came softly from the house: "Yunshan, please don't act out of anger. After I die..."

"Thirteen, it's Thirteen's voice!"

With a bang, Sanbao directly shook the iron door open with a palm, and then flew to the front of the house as fast as he could.

"You, you, Young Master, just now, it was him..." The thin, dark middle-aged man stared at San Bao in shock, and issued a warning to the house in a panic, while blocking the door with his own body to prevent San Bao from entering.

"Brother, don't worry, I don't mean any harm!" Sanbao then realized that he was indeed too reckless and said apologetically.

It was only after twenty years that he could hear Shisan's voice again. Sanbao couldn't control his emotions at all, so he "killed" him directly.

With a creak, the door of the mansion was gently pushed open, and a thin, dark-faced young man walked out with a murderous look on his face.

"You don't need to say anything. I won't sell the Duan family's underground spring. If you have the ability, let Hu Fengji come and take the heads of my grandfather and grandson!"

"Brother, I think you have misunderstood. I am not a Hu Fengji person. I came to see Thirteen!" Sanbao pointed to the courtyard and said with a smile.

"Thirteen, what the hell, it's a mess, get out of here, or don't blame me..."

"Yunshan!" Just when Duan Yunshan was about to take action, a stooped, white-haired old man walked tremblingly to the door with a cane stationed in the courtyard hut, but his body was really too weak, so weak that he might

A gust of wind can blow it over.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Thirteen?

Compared with twenty years ago, Shisan has aged several times more now. There is only a layer of old skin left on his body, and his cloudy eyes are also covered with a layer of mist. His life breath is extremely weak. With Sanbao's eyesight, he can see at a glance

This is clearly a sign that the end is approaching.

As early as twenty years ago, Shisan looked like an old man. It is a miracle that he is still alive in the world twenty years later.

"Grandpa, why did you come out!" Seeing the old man coming out, Duan Yunshan immediately gave up dealing with Sanbao, flew to the door, and supported the old man.

There was a pop.

The moment he saw the old man, Sanbao couldn't help but burst into tears. He knelt down on the ground with a thud, and then said with a sob: "I'm sorry, Thirteen, Sanbao is late..."

(Writing this, Xiaocao actually shed tears. I don’t know if she is too emotional or too fragile...) "What, what, you, you, you are the Three Treasures?" After hearing the words of the Three Treasures, the old man seemed to have swallowed his heart suddenly.

With a super elixir, his turbid eyes burst out with unprecedented light, and with Duan Yunshan's support, he came to Sanbao.

After touching Sanbao's face, the old man trembled all over.

"Sambo, it's really you. I thought I would never see you again, but I didn't expect that I would be able to see you again at the end of my life."

"No, no, Thirteen, as long as I am here, I will never let you die..."

The two hugged each other tightly and never let go for a long time. On the side, Duan Yunshan and the dark and thin middle-aged man had astonishment on their faces.

Half an hour later, in the small room of the house, Sanbao took out a jade bottle from his arms, which contained a life-replenishing pill that Sanbao had obtained from the Feng Tu Bird King.

The Life-Building Pill is a super elixir that can increase longevity just like the Holy Yuan Pill.

"Brother Yunshan, please help me protect the law. I will first clear your grandfather's meridians with golden needles, and then help him take this life-replenishing pill..."

Looking at the unconscious old man on the bed, Sanbao said to Duan Yunshan who was standing beside him.

Compared with twenty years ago, Shisan was already so old that he might pass away at any time. After experiencing the surprise of seeing Sambo, which was like a flashback, Shisan soon fell into a coma. Fortunately, Sambo

He also possesses super elixirs such as the Spirit Replenishing Pill, otherwise, the previous meeting might have been their farewell forever.

The longest the Ling Emperor can live is about two hundred years old, but generally speaking, a Ling Emperor who can live more than 150 years is considered to have a long life, especially for Thirteen who is already looking old; the three treasures count the time, and this time

Thirteen at that time was probably almost at this age. If he didn't have any super spiritual elixir, or if he could advance to the spiritual mysteries, he might die at any time.

"Fortunately, I came early!" While clearing Shisan's meridians, Sanbao felt very happy in his heart.

Judging from Thirteen's situation, he could die at any time.

For three full hours, Sambo used his powerful cultivation and control to unblock the aging meridians in Thirteen's body, and then fed the life-replenishing pill into Thirteen's mouth.

However, the power of the life-replenishing pill was so great that the Three Treasures did not dare to let Shisan, whose body had already aged infinitely, refine it alone. Instead, he gave a trace of spiritual power and soul power to help him refine it.

After a full day and night, the Three Treasures took back their spiritual power and got out of bed. Considering the realm of the Three Treasures, they actually felt a little bit empty.

"Have you asked me your brother's name yet?" Duan Yunshan and the thin black middle-aged man were guarding the Dharma inside and outside the house respectively. Seeing that the Three Treasures had finally finished their work, they asked softly.