Building The Ultimate Fantasy

imperial capital.

Zijin Palace, Royal Garden.

Five horses ran over the bricks and stopped in front of the gate outside the garden. The scarlet wall shone bright red under the scorching sun.

Kong Nanfei helped the national teacher get off the carriage.

The old eunuch held his whisk respectfully and stood aside.

Bypassing the arch bridge carved by skilled craftsmen and entering the royal garden, the aura between heaven and earth began to become rich.

Kong Nanfei narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Emperor Capital...is it a place to raise dragons?"

Kong Nanfei thought about it, and figured it out. It was no secret that there was one of the eight dragon raising lands in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and one in the imperial city.

The national teacher looked as usual, "Let's go, see Your Majesty."

"Here."

Kong Nanfei suppressed the shock in his heart and said.

In front of the garden.

Teams of soldiers and horses were stationed, making the originally relaxing garden a bit chilly.

Jiang Li came out wearing silver armor.

"National Division."

Seeing the national teacher supported by Kong Nanfei, Jiang Li bowed slightly and said.

"General Jiang is as brave as ever, and he is worthy of being the God of the Great Zhou Army."

The national teacher smiled hoarsely, the wrinkles on his face piled up together.

Jiang Li also smiled, supported the national teacher, and entered the garden.

"I don't dare to be a military god, but I just try my best to protect the country. This is what my generation of soldiers should do."

River Li Road.

The national teacher smiled.

Bypassing the fortified teams of armored sergeants, they entered the depths of the garden.

But I saw a huge vortex circulating in a blue pond, and a delicate and towering dragon gate was suspended in the vortex, spiritual energy gushed out from it, and a black dragon was swallowing around the dragon gate.

"Dragon Raising Land."

A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the national teacher.

Yu Wenxi was sitting on a wooden chair, and several court ladies were holding umbrellas and shaking fans.

Seeing the national teacher, Yu Wenxiu immediately got up and greeted her.

"Teacher, you are finally willing to leave the Book Pavilion."

"I miss my teacher day and night."

Yu Wenxiu supported the national teacher and sat on the chair, while Jiang Li and Kong Nanfei separated from each other.

"Thanks to the guidance of the national teacher, I went to Beiluo City in person. With the guidance of Lu Ping'an and the protection of the black dragon, I was able to escape the catastrophe in Zhao Kuo's previous conspiracy and make a comeback in one fell swoop."

Yu Wenxiu said excitedly, he was just a child, and he had done such a big thing, so he naturally wanted to tell someone.

The national teacher smiled and listened.

After a long time, Fang Shi waved his hand: "Your Majesty, the old minister has never asked your Majesty to go to Beiluo to find Lu Ping'an."

"Lu Ping'an is...unfathomable, His Majesty, it's better to have less contact with him."

The national teacher said seriously.

"Teacher is worrying too much. Lu Ping'an is easy to get along with, but his temper is a bit weird."

Yu Wenxiu smiled, not paying attention.

He pointed to the dragon raising place, his eyes were bright and he said: "This black dragon raising dragon place is the key to the rise of my Great Zhou... I have already sent people to investigate."

"There are terracotta warriors inside, and if you kill them, you can get spiritual energy into your body and become a practitioner. I can use this as a basis to cultivate an army of practitioners, but... the only disadvantage is that it takes time for these terracotta warriors to recover, and, Not everyone can become a practitioner, some people can complete Qi refining in an hour, and some people can't condense Qi in a day."

Yu Wenxiu said with emotion.

"It's natural. Practitioners are more demanding than warriors. Warriors have qualification restrictions, let alone practitioners."

The national teacher stroked his beard, said.

"In addition to the terracotta warriors, there is also a floating island. Behind the floating island is a big palace. I guess this big palace is connected to eight dragon gates!"

"The meaning of the immortal is a little hard to fathom, the eight dragon raising places... this is to let me set off a storm of cultivation in Da Zhou!"

Yu Wenxiu said with emotion.

"Now, for the time being, we can only explore the land of terracotta warriors and pass through the floating island of the chain bridge...I can't do it. The ten-man team just stepped on the chain bridge, and their heads were beheaded in an instant..."

"Jiang Aiqing judged that if you want to cross the chain bridge, you must practice to a certain level."

The national teacher nodded, he was listening, and Yu Wenxiu was talking.

After a long time, Yu Wenxiu gradually lost her voice.

He looked at the national teacher, and said slowly: "Teacher, do you want to enter the secret realm of raising dragons?"

As soon as this word came out.

The atmosphere in the garden changed slightly.

Kong Nanfei frowned.

"Your Majesty, my master is old, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter the land of raising dragons."

Yu Wenxiu glanced at Kong Nanfei and waved her hands.

The national teacher stroked his beard and smiled: "Your Majesty, what Nan Fei said is right, the old man has already buried half of his body in the ground, and he is no match for young people like you. This immortal fate, the old man has no ability to take it, and the dragon breeding ground... will not enter gone."

The National Teacher's resolute refusal was just like Jiang Li's refusal.

Yu Wenxiu narrowed her eyes.

He glanced at Jiang Li and then at the national teacher, but both of them rejected him.

Why?

He was puzzled, frowned, and leaned back on the chair.

The atmosphere in the garden became serious again.

...

Boom boom boom!

In the secret realm of Longmen on the Dongyan River.

The terrible roar continued to resound, and the soldiers in Xiliang looked at the fighting figures on the chain bridge in the distance, and they were all shocked.

That battle really stimulated their eyes.

The overlord is like a demon god, holding a shield in one hand and an ax in the other. When the long ax is swung, the air seems to be overwhelmed with wailing.

But those two male and female figures condensed by Ziyan stabbed out a sword while constantly churning.

Sword glows were densely packed, almost covering the entire chain bridge.

As strong as an overlord, dense sword marks were pierced on his body, seeping blood.

The shield was even dented from being stabbed, and the sword marks penetrated three points into the shield!

The chain bridge was shaking.

Overlord's eyes were full of fighting intent, he didn't back down, even the pores of his body were constricted and the hairs stood on end in excitement.

He was excited, he finally felt the pressure...

The Ziyan man and woman are extremely fast, like a nimble assassin, but also like a chic swordsman.

The Overlord's divine power was unmatched, and with his long axe wrapped in a huge force, he blasted the opponent out of the chain bridge alone. However, the purple smoke dissipated and soon gathered on the bridge again, and a long sword condensed by the smoke, from very The thorn came out from a tricky angle, and blood sprayed on Bawang's body.

Overlord also found his own shortcomings in the battle.

In terms of agility, they are much worse than this Ziyan man and woman.

In fact, in terms of qi pill cultivation alone, the overlord who turned into a demon is not much different from this Ziyan man and woman.

However, Ziyan's men and women's methods are very strange and hard to guard against.

If it wasn't for the overlord being infatuated, he would have a solid body and thick skin.

If it were another person, he might have already been bloody with hatred.

Only when there is pressure can there be motivation.

Overlord's excited muscles trembled slightly.

His eyes, fierce in excitement, looked towards the big palace behind the floating island...

This Ziyan man and woman are so strong, the existence in that big palace... how terrifying is it?

Really looking forward to it!

Or... a real practitioner of the Tibetan realm? !

Overlord growled.

The demonic energy in the body was entangled, and all the demonic energy in the Qi Pill exploded completely, and the eyes of the whole person were filled with stabbing red.

Bewitched with full firepower.

On the chain bridge, there were only afterimages flickering, as well as endless sword light and sword intent!

There is a master warrior from Xiliang who wants to go to the bridge to help the Overlord.

However, just take a step and set foot on the chain bridge.

Then he howled and flew backwards, his whole leg was shattered, stained with blood, and he was chopped off by more than ten swords.

Battle on the Chain Bridge.

Those who are not top Qidan practitioners are not allowed to enter!

...

Tiandang Mountain, Daozong Daping.

The blue bricks were stained with blood, and the death of the old Taoist elders filled the entire Daping with a breath of panic.

Miao Renyu's pupils constricted, looking at Nie Changqing who looked calm, he clenched the bow in his hand.

"Am I too talkative?"

Nie Changqing swung the butcher's knife, and the blood on it splashed all over the ground.

"So... gave you the illusion that I have a good temper and dare not kill?"

Nie Changqing said calmly.

The voice of the words fell on Daozong Daping, resoundingly.

Under the blowing of the wind, the pines and cypresses made a "rustling" sound, and the singing of birds was lingering.

"Brother Yu, tell me, where is Ru'er?"

Nie Zhangqing said.

Miao Renyu's face was pale, and Nie Changqing's strangeness made him tremble in his heart.

"exist……"

"shut up!"

"Whoever dares to tell him the fate of the Supreme Being is a rebellion of the Taoist sect!"

At the wide and narrow entrance of Zhaixing Peak.

An old Taoist shouted loudly.

"Uncle, why bother?"

Miao Renyu clenched his fists and said.

"Those who break the rules of the Dao Sect will be just like the fate of this evil beast... expelled from the Dao Sect!"

The old Taoist stared and shouted, and the death of the old Taoist elder also completely angered them, the older generation of Taoist sects.

Daozong, as the most mysterious force among all the masters, although it is not publicized, even the Confucian masters dare not provoke it. Nie Changqing actually killed Daozong's mountain gate one by one!

Nie Zhangqing smiled.

The kind of smile that is a little cold.

With a wave of his hand, the butcher's knife suddenly burst out, and the knife passed by. The old Taoist roared, collided with the butcher's knife, coughed up blood, spurted blood from the pores all over his body, and flew out backwards.

The butcher's knife flew back.

Hanging above Nie Zhangqing's head, dark red blood was dripping down, making him look a little nervous.

He took a step forward slowly.

The Taoist disciples retreated to the Daping of Zhaixing Peak in panic.

Miao Renyu and several other Taoist disciples felt a little helpless, but also a little frightened.

Nie Zhangqing is too strong.

Is this the strength of a cultivator?

Terribly strong!

Strong and unreasonable.

Nie Zhangqing didn't start killing, he learned the temper of a young master and is a reasonable person.

"Naughty beast! Your Majesty really raised a white-eyed wolf!"

An old Taoist said angrily.

The butcher's knife swept across like black lightning.

The blood of the beheaded Taoist was spattered three feet, and he fell on the stone ladder, which stained the stone ladder with blood.

Anyone who opened his mouth to talk about him, Nie Zhangqing was cold and ruthless, and thundered out.

Daozong disciples, Daozong disciples were terrified.

Everyone was silent.

"go on."

Nie Changqing said calmly with his hands behind his back and his white shirt on.

Even if he stepped on the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, the white shirt was not stained with blood at all.

He walked across the narrow road from Tiandang Mountain to Zhaixing Peak.

The sound of footsteps resounded all around, but no one dared to stop it, and no one even dared to make a move at this time.

Nie Zhangqing stood on the large flat of Zhaixing Peak, looking at the dense clouds floating on the top, Nie Zhangqing let out a breath slowly.

Daozong... the secret realm of Longmen.

After Longmen.

Taoist robes fluttered, and a graceful figure walked out from here.

Green shirt and Taoist robe, cloth towel and bun.

The indifferent Taoist nun stood at the entrance of the dragon gate, her eyelashes trembling slightly, looking at Nie Changqing.