Beiyin Great Sage

The river is surging.

A lone boat drifts in the wind.

Zhang Bingzhong stood on the boat with his hands behind his back, his dark purple gown hunting in the wind, and his deep eyes reflected the forest of spears in the distance.

He murmured in his mouth with a lonely expression:

"My Zhang family has been loyal for generations and has never betrayed the royal family or the court. Zhang was just following orders, but... ended up in this situation today."

"Master." A child who was sailing a boat looked at him after hearing this:

"What happened back then? Why did you take the things away and didn't show up or explain for so many years?"

"..."

Zhang Bingzhong fell into silence, and then smiled faintly for a long time, as if he had figured something out, and said:

"Actually, it's nothing."

"Some people were worried that if the relics of the Holy Buddha and the Great Dao Scroll fell into that person's hands, it might bring disaster to the entire Hongze region, so they ordered me to pick them up."

After thinking for a while, he said again:

"Maybe there are some royal secrets involved, but it's beyond my knowledge."

"So you led people to attack the team escorting the relics?" the boy said.

"Not bad." Zhang Bingzhong nodded with emotion:

"It would be fine if I were alone. It's a pity that those brothers, who should have a bright future, fell into this situation because of me."

"Zhang is ashamed of them!"

"It's so complicated." The boy said with a confused face:

"Then who are the good guys? Who are the bad guys? Master, are you doing the right thing?"

"Haha..." Zhang Bingzhong laughed:

"Disciple, in this world, there has never been any distinction between good and bad, nor right and wrong. The so-called good and bad, right and wrong are just restrictions given by others."

He turned his head to look at the river bank in the distance, and his voice gradually deepened:

"The people from back then are all old. What happened back then is about to end!"

"Master." The boy stood up nervously:

"Can you beat Ji Xian?"

"Haha..." Zhang Bingzhong laughed loudly:

"Disciple, his father died in my hands, what does a junior have to fear?"

Then he sighed again:

"Whether you have been beaten or not, you will still be beaten. You don't need to wait for me. After I leave, go directly to Xuantian League. Someone will take care of you there."

"master……"

"I'll go too!"

Zhang Bingzhong interrupted him and shouted up to the sky, the sound reverberating in all directions:

"Ji Xian, don't you want to seek revenge from me for killing your father?"

"Then bring something with you!"

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On top of the collapse, Ji Xian sat cross-legged.

Behind him, there was a forest of spears, and a sense of killing filled the air.

Hundreds of elite soldiers remained motionless, showing strict military regulations.

Ji Xian has a white face and no beard, a handsome appearance, and an extremely outstanding temperament. He is dressed in white clothes that are not stained by dust, and he has a sense of coming out of the dust.

Compared with other late-stage black iron masters, Ji Xian is obviously younger, but the aura on his body is as deep as the sea and difficult to predict.

Zhou Jia once guessed that Ji Xian was not as good as the two people on Xiaolang Island.

Maybe his cultivation level is indeed slightly inferior.

But strength...

Yang Shizhen is definitely no match for him!

And although he was young, he had a calm temperament. Even when faced with the upcoming life and death battle, his expression remained unchanged and he remained calm.

"Ji Xian, don't you want to seek revenge from me for killing your father?"

"bring it on!"

A long roar came from afar.

"Uh-huh!"

Ji Xian opened his eyes, and before anyone else could say anything to dissuade him, he had already rolled up the holy Buddha relic on his side and floated a hundred meters away.

The speed was so fast that even Mr. Zheng from the Eagle Nest would be impressed when he saw it.

"Uh-huh!"

Figures flickered and flew by.

Not long after.

The two people appeared on both sides of a river bank, standing on the north and south.

The army has long been thrown to nowhere.

"Zhang Bingzhong!"

"Ji Xian!"

The two looked at each other, with fighting spirit and murderous intent bursting out of their eyes.

"Have you brought anything?"

"Where's yours?"

The two raised their hands at the same time, and the holy Buddha's relics and the Dao Baojuan flew out, collided in the air, and then fell diagonally on the side of the river bank.

There is not much difference between the two of them.

Their eyes met, murderous intent emerged.

"Yellow Sand Ten Thousand Miles Sword!"

"Thousand-Armed Tathagata!"

"boom……"

Invisible energy trembled in all directions, and the river flow was cut off from it. Undercurrents exploded one after another, and the water surged into the sky.

In chaos.

The two figures also collided hard.

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In the cave, Zhao Kuxin was covered with ointment all over his body. If he added a layer of gauze, he would look like a mummy.

Zhou Jia used his energy to remove the last of the precious medicine and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Kuxin's injuries were difficult to save, but fortunately he had an incredibly strong foundation and could barely hold his breath.

But it only lasts for two or three days at most.

"Good work."

Lying on the stone, Zhao Huixin's voice was hoarse.

There was no good spot on his body, all his limbs were broken, and his throat was cut open by Weng Tongshu's sword, which hurt his throat.

Being able to speak is already trying your best.

"I also have something to ask for." Zhou Jia laughed:

"Senior, can you hand over the keel?"

"..."

Zhao Kuxin was silent for a moment and said slowly:

"Do you know what a dragon bone is?"

"The royal Zhao family has a unique secret method that captures the silver life essence and integrates it into the body to nourish the body's potential, which is called the dragon bone." Zhou Jia said:

"Senior, are you trying to test me?"

"Not many people know about dragon bones." Zhao Kuxin was blind in one eye. The remaining eye scanned where Zhou Jia was and continued:

"What you said is mostly true, but it's not that easy."

"Oh!" Zhou Jia's eyes moved slightly:

"Appreciate further details."

"According to our verification, although the six tribes in the Hongze region have similar appearances, they are all slightly different inside, not to mention other aliens." Zhao painstakingly said:

"Different ethnic groups are incompatible with each other, just like there is no way to get married and have children."

Zhou Jia knew clearly that this should be apartheid.

"It is common sense that the blood of other clans cannot be integrated into one's own. Even though the body shape and appearance are similar, the ferocious beasts are even more different from humans."

Zhao painstakingly continued:

"If you want to blend in with it, it will naturally be more troublesome."

"Fortunately, there is source power!"

Zhou Jia nodded.

Yuanli is a magical existence that allows different ethnic groups to understand each other's words and allow each other to practice different techniques.

even.

Under certain circumstances, breaking apartheid's constraints.

"Actually, the source power in each person's body will be slightly different depending on their physique and practice skills." Zhao Xixin seemed to have not spoken so much in a long time, and he was full of conversation:

"And the difference in source power will also lead to the difference in the keel."

"Oh!" Zhou Jia composed himself:

"How to say?"

"Instead of creating the dragon bone first and then integrating it into the body, we have to create a suitable dragon bone first according to the person's physique." Zhao painstakingly said:

"It's not easy to kill the silver beast, and it's even more difficult to purposefully choose a beast that suits its unique physique."

"so……"

"Even among the royal family, not many people are pregnant with dragon bones."

Zhou Jia nodded slowly.

These should be secrets within the royal family, which are extremely difficult for outsiders to know, let alone recorded openly in the library.

However, the Zhao family of the royal family has many bloodlines, so it is impossible for everyone to get the dragon bone. Zhao Wuxin can get the dragon bone, and his status is probably very unusual.

After thinking for a while, he asked:

"But if the dragon bones can be passed on to future generations, there should be more and more of them, right?"

"Theoretically, that's the case." Zhao smiled bitterly:

"But it's not."

"Not to mention that the dragon bone method was only created a hundred years ago. By my time, there were only seven people in the huge royal family who were inoculated with the dragon bone. Now there are not many more."

"in addition."

His voice became solemn and he said:

"Even if they are of the same race, there are actually differences between people. Even if they are blood relatives, sometimes they cannot blend in."

"This is...a matter of bloodline."

"With different blood types, not only will it not be beneficial after implantation, but it will lead to rejection and even death of the recipient. This kind of thing is not uncommon."

Bloodline?

It must be the blood type!

Zhou Jia frowned.

I don’t know if he has the same blood type as Zhao Kuxin, but their races must be different:

"Senior, what you mean is that I can't accept the dragon bone?"

"No."

Zhao shook his head bitterly:

"There is another way to continue the keel using a secret method, but this will completely disappear after a certain number of years."

"This is also the method used by the royal Zhao family, so I said that there will not be more and more keel bones. However, although the keel bones will disappear, most of their effectiveness will still be there, so you don't have to worry about this."

"That's it." Zhou Jia breathed a sigh of relief:

"Please also ask the seniors to teach you the Dharma."

I don’t know if Xue Xiao and others know this. It’s okay if they don’t know. If they know, they still use it as bait, which is really sinister.

"You're too anxious." Zhao sighed softly:

"Hold on!"

He closed his eyes, his almost flat right hand trembled slightly, and traces of blood mist emerged from his arm, forming a strange line of blood in the air.

"This is the dragon bone."

Forcing the keel out, the aura on Zhao Kuxin's body weakened again, and there was a strong sense of exhaustion in his eyes:

"This thing comes from the Black Tortoise of Beiyuan. This turtle has infinite strength, tough skin and rough flesh, which is consistent with the skills I practice. After refining, it can not only greatly improve the defense of the physical body, but also double the strength of the parts it is integrated into."

"You have to think about where to integrate. Once refined, it cannot be changed."

He relied on this object to lay a solid foundation, especially his right fist, which was not afraid of the top mysterious weapons and had the ability to be indestructible.

Even if Zhang Bingzhong inspires his courage, he can fight head-on with his fists.

Zhou Jia looked at the blood streaks carefully. This thing turned out to be a dragon bone. It was integrated into the flesh and blood of his arm. No wonder he couldn't search for it.

If you look closely at the bloodshot veins, you will first see a blood vessel with an unknown liquid flowing inside.

It is only slender, but gives people a heavy texture.

"Secret method?"

"Remember..."

After a while.

Zhou Jia was not in a hurry to integrate into the body, but took out one thing after another, photographed the strange blood line, and tested the medicine first.

Even though Zhao Huxin was like this, lying was almost meaningless.

But his words cannot be easily believed.

Only when it was confirmed that even if there was no benefit, it would not hurt him according to the secret method, Zhou Jia felt relieved.

"You should be careful."

Zhao painstakingly chuckled and sighed with emotion:

"It's better to be careful."

"Senior." Zhou Jia held his breath and concentrated, and finally asked:

"But is there anything else you want to explain?"

"Well……"

Zhao thought hard and said:

"When refining the dragon bone, the physical body will become extremely weak within a certain period of time. You'd better find a safe place."

"Um?"

Zhou Jia raised his eyebrows.

I didn't tell you this earlier.

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On the water, bamboo rafts broke through the water and rushed rapidly.

There is a person standing on each bamboo raft. They are running their skills, and their power comes from their feet, pushing the bamboo raft forward at an astonishing speed.

On one of the bamboo rafts, Niu Yan and Su E stood side by side.

Su E had not yet recovered from his injuries and his face was a little pale. He raised his eyes and said:

"Hidden so far away!"

"snort."

Niu Yan snorted coldly:

"It seems that the owner of the Blood Vine Building doesn't plan to collect the final reward."

"He is very smart and careful, otherwise he would not have survived for so long under Lei Batian's pursuit." Su E nodded:

"If he goes to collect the reward, I'm afraid he will fall into our trap. Besides, it's just a deposit, which is enough for him to live happily."

"What's more, there are still dragon bones."

Speaking of keel, even he would inevitably be envious of his voice.

Niu Yan sneered.

He knew that the dragon bone was a good thing, but he never believed that the imperial family would not be wary and want to take it away. I'm afraid it wouldn't be that simple.

The Ji family also has similar things, but no one has ever been able to take them away from the children of the Ji family.

"How far is it?" Su E came back to his senses.

"Well……"

Niu Yan lowered his head and looked at the compass in his palm.

The compass is somewhat similar to a product of the Dili tribe, with many complex lines on it and a drop of fresh blood inside.

The pointer rotates around the blood, fingerprinting the direction.

"there!"

He raised his head and pointed his finger:

"It should be soon."

…………

Soon after.

Dozens of figures abandoned the bamboo rafts and jumped to a low hill covered with dense forest.

"On the mountain."

Niu Yan waved:

"superior!"

A group of people seemed to be rushing upwards silently.

After running for less than a mile, the person at the front suddenly swayed and fell to the ground under the surprised eyes of the others.

"careful!"

"It's a poisonous miasma!!"

It was only then that everyone discovered that some of the moist air floating in the dense forest was actually mixed with poison.

"collapse!"

"Pulsus..."

When they were panicking, someone stepped on the mechanism. The ground not far away suddenly opened up, and a wooden board covered with powerful crossbows appeared in front of everyone.

moment.

Thousands of arrows were fired together, covering an area.

"ah!"

"careful!"

Screams sounded.

"Damn it!"

Niu Yan growled:

"Armor and black iron come forward, others are on guard and rush for me!"

"General, be careful." Su Er said with a vigilant expression.

"This may be a stronghold of the Blood Vine Tower."

"Know."

Niu Yan's cheek twitched and he waved his hand:

"superior!"