Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Outside the door, it was windy and snowy.

Jiang Li was wearing silver armor, on which was still frozen blood, he arched his hands, bowed his body, his face was serious.

Last time, when he mentioned disarming and returning to the fields, Yu Wenxiu threw him into prison.

What about this time?

What will happen to Tantaixuan?

Jiang Li was thinking about it.

Tantaixuan looked at Jiang Li for a long time.

It was leisurely laughing.

"Brother Jiang must be very tired."

Tantaixuan sighed, the successor of the military family has always inherited the glory of the military family. In fact, Tantaixuan can see that Jiang Li is a very lazy person. He likes tranquility and leisure.

He likes to sit quietly on a small bench and drink a bowl of delicious chicken soup.

However, the reality made him unable to relax, he had to become the god of war, he had to command all armies, and he had to fight for the glory of military strategists.

Jiang Li didn't expect that Tantaixuan would ask him such a question, but he was taken aback.

"I'm not tired, minister."

River Li Road.

"Say nonsense nonsense, if you are tired, you will be tired, there is nothing to be ashamed to say..."

Tantaixuan patted Jiang Li on the shoulder, and helped Jiang Li up from the bowed state.

"If you want to take off your armor and return to the field, then take off your armor and return to the field. Of course, this king will not stop you. The string in your heart is too tight and needs to be loosened."

Tantai Xuan said seriously.

"Go, go and clean up, and then, have a good rest."

Tantaixuan looks like a rough guy, but he is actually very careful.

Jiang Li was stunned, he didn't expect Tantai Xuan to disarm him so easily.

You know, the next battle is with the Xiliang Kingdom. According to the strength of the Daxuan Kingdom, it is basically completely crushed by the Xiliang Kingdom. It is too difficult to win.

At this time, the importance of Jiang Li is self-evident, and it may be impossible for other monarchs to let Jiang Li go willingly.

However, Tantai Xuan still did so.

He is not only with the attitude of a monarch, but also with the attitude of an old friend.

Jiang Li didn't say anything, thousands of words turned into a bow.

Tantai Xuan smiled.

Jiang Li turned around and walked out of the house. The snow in the sky was very cold, floating like white crystals between the sky and the earth, blurring people's vision.

Tantaixuan watched, and saw Jiang Li's figure gradually disappearing in the snow.

Not long after Jiang Li disappeared, Mo Beike appeared.

"Giant."

Tantaixuan nodded when he saw Mo Beike, and said.

"Your Majesty really let Jiang Li go?"

"Daxuan with Jiangli and Daxuan without Jiangli have a difference of at least 30% in combat power," Mo Beike said.

The name of the God of War is by no means a vain name.

"Is it possible that you still won't let me go?" Tantaixuan glanced at Mo Beike, "A twisted melon is not sweet."

"It is already a great joy for me to have Jiang Li's help and succeed in defeating Zhou."

Mo Beike smiled, the wrinkles on his face full of ravines trembled.

Under the heavy bags under the eyes, a pair of eyes looked deeply at Tantaixuan.

"Your Majesty, don't be discouraged. Ju has disappeared for so long. He must have gone to find help for the Majesty."

"Looking for help?"

Tantai Xuan was taken aback.

He thought of the bloody letter, smiled and shook his head.

"Forget it...don't care about him."

Although the letter was torn, it is impossible to say that there is no gap, because when Fa Zhou... Mo Ju was really not there.

Perhaps, Mo Ju expected something, so maybe he left silently.

Thinking of Mo Ju, Tantai Xuan was still a little sad, because he really trusted Mo Ju.

After all, this is his confidant, his brain trust and reliance all along.

result……

Mo Ju is actually a member of Confucianism, a pawn placed by Kong Xiu, the master of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Although, Mo Ju didn't do anything to him.

But Tantai Xuan was still feeling blocked.

Tantaixuan did not tell Mo Beike about Mo Ju's identity.

"Strength, if this king has the strength of an overlord, why should he be afraid?"

Tantaixuan sighed with emotion.

"The age of practitioners,

Strength is the most important thing... If this king really takes power, he must announce it to the world, build a great metaphysics palace, let the world concentrate on cultivation, and start to practice after urinating. "

"The more powerful people are cultivated, the more stable Daxuan will be..."

Tantai Xuandao.

This is his vision for the future. The future will definitely be the era of practitioners. If Daxuan wants to be stable, he must have more powerful practitioners to sit in the command, and even serve as officials. Only in this way can he stand firm in the torrent of the times heel.

Tantaixuan and Mo Beike chatted a lot.

The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger.

...

Jiang Li took off her silver armor.

He didn't tell anyone, and left the barracks silently with his bags on his back.

He leaned against the thick and full of traces of the city wall, the mottled ancient city wall, as if he was telling the story of battles.

Jiang Li joined the army at the age of twelve, and now he is thirty years old, a total of eighteen years.

His youth was spent on the battlefield, and if he said he wanted to leave, he would definitely be reluctant.

In the snowstorm, footsteps sounded.

Jiang Li was stunned, but when he looked back, he saw a familiar figure.

Chi Lian was carrying his luggage, standing stubbornly in the wind and snow, his long eyelashes were covered with dots of white snow.

"Wherever the adults go, Chi Lian will go."

Chi practiced.

Jiang Li smiled, he didn't ask Chi Lian to stay in the barracks, Chi Lian was his former subordinate, and among his former subordinates, only Chi Lian remained.

"Let's go, let's go find Blue Bird, I really miss her chicken soup."

Jiang Li got up from the city wall and said.

Chi Lian's eyes lit up, and he swayed his body, under the long slit skirt, his long white legs were looming.

The two went down the city wall like this, under the suspicious eyes of the guards.

It drifted into the white snow, disappeared outside the original city of Chicheng, and stepped on the snow in the direction of Beiluo City.

...

Not Zhou Feng.

Mo Ju was wearing a crane cloak, holding a jar of green bamboo leaves in each hand.

From the foot of Buzhou Peak, he climbed all the way up. Buzhou Peak is very high. He climbed for half a day before reaching the middle of the mountain.

However, he didn't give up. Li Sansi said that as long as he was done with this favor, he would help Daxuan Kingdom and deal with the Overlord.

Mo Ju knew very well that this was the only hope for Daxuan Kingdom.

It is unrealistic to go to Bai Yujing to find an existence that can stand up to the Overlord...

He also didn't think he could recruit Bai Yujing's disciples.

Besides, Tantaixuan has benefited so much from Bai Yujing, why should Bai Yujing help Daxuan Kingdom?

Let out a hot breath.

Mo Ju continued to climb up Buzhou Peak.

finally……

reached the peak.

But it was like entering a fairyland on earth.

The flowers are blooming like brocade, and the seasons are like spring.

On the top of the peak, there is actually a special style. At the foot of the mountain is the cold winter when everything is dead and silent, but on the top of the peak, it is picturesque in spring and March.

The melodious sound of the flute came.

Mo Ju was startled, he recognized that this piece was the same piece that Li Sansi was playing, but... the quality was completely different.

If you really want to compare...

Mo Ju could only say one thing, what kind of shit is Li Sansi bragging about.

The sound of the flute calmed the mind, and Mo Ju, who was panting, calmed down, and he couldn't help shaking his head.

A flute is over.

Only then did Mo Ju see a girl on the bluestone.

And the air suddenly became chilling and sharp, as if an invisible big hand suddenly grabbed Mo Ju's throat.

The cold sweat on Mo Ju's forehead suddenly dripped down.

"Gu... girl..."

Mo Ju spoke with difficulty.

But the girl on the bluestone turned around slowly, revealing a beautiful face, the skin on the face could be broken by blows, but the eyes were closed tightly, as if carrying some kind of weird taboo.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly.

The girl seemed to be opening her eyes.

A boundless breath of death enveloped Mo Ju, and he felt as if a huge beast was staring at him.

Well...so scary!

No wonder that guy Li Sansi didn't dare to come up for fear of being beaten.

This girl is too scary, right? !

"A friend asked me to bring two jugs of wine for the girl. He said he was afraid that the girl would feel bored if she didn't drink..."

"That friend, let me tell the girl to save on drinking..."

Mo Ju, who was hanging in the air, hurriedly spoke.

However, before he finished speaking, a jar of green bamboo leaves was slapped open by the girl with ease, and he drank it in one gulp.

A jar of wine...a sip.

Mo Ju was dumbfounded.

Are you a wine tank?

After drinking the altar wine, the terrifying power permeating the world will disappear.

Mo Ju let out a sigh of relief and sat down on the mountain peak.

At some point, the cold sweat on his back was soaked.

"Let's go, tell him not to give wine in the future, let Dad know, he will be beaten."

The girl spoke with a crisp voice.

Mo Ju was taken aback, Li Sansi was a practitioner in the Tibetan realm, and who was this girl's father, who could beat Li Sansi?

Mo Ju stood up, shook the dust off the crane's cloak, and cupped his hands towards Zhu Long who was holding another jar of "Zhuyeqing", whose small nose was constantly shaking on the sealing mud.

"Girl, don't worry, my friend's cultivation is astonishing, and he is a first-class cultivator in the world. If he can't beat him, he can still escape."

Mo Ju laughed.

Zhulong raised her face with her eyes closed, although she didn't open her eyes, Mo Ju felt that she was being despised.

The girl's expression was like that of looking at a mentally retarded person.

"If Dad wants to beat him, he won't be able to escape anywhere in the world."

Zhulong said.

Afterwards, Zhulong stopped talking.

Holding an altar of green bamboo leaves, she sat quietly on the bluestone.

Mo Ju swallowed his saliva, glanced at the dense white bones on the peak, and felt an inexplicable chill.

Originally, the top of the mountain, which is like spring all the year round, with bluestones and young girls, is as beautiful as a picture scroll.

However, with the addition of these thick bones, the whole painting style is a little weird and frightening.

It was inconvenient for Mo Ju to stay for a long time, so he cupped his hands towards Zhulong.

Then he turned around and went down Buzhou Peak.

Originally, he walked slowly, but he always felt the wind blowing behind him.

Therefore, he went down the mountain faster and faster, from slow to the end and ran all the way with the crane cloak in his hand.

Zhulong sits quietly on the bluestone, the peak is like spring all the year round, although it is beautiful, it is also lonely.

The girl raised her bare hands lightly, and in the dark cave, a peach blossom floated towards her.

On the peach blossom, there is a drop of crystal blue liquid, which contains extremely powerful aura fluctuations.

Zhulong pursed her lips, showing a happy smile.

She slapped open the seal and poured this drop of spirit pressure into the wine jar.

Immediately, the mouth of the wine jar began to glow slightly, and the wine was glistening and smooth.

The girl Zhulong held the wine jar and was about to swallow the wine in one gulp.

But after thinking about it, she decided to forget it, she held the bamboo leaf green, sat on the blue stone, and sipped it.

That peach blossom was pasted between the thick hair by her, as if smiling at the spring breeze on the top of the mountain.

...

On Beiluo Lake.

The aura was dense, and there was a faint sound of dragon chant exploding.

Lu Fan sat on the chair with a thousand blades, and finally finished setting up the "human game" of the chess game, and the grievances on the Dragon Ball Golden Pill were also melted and disappeared.

Lu Fan pinched the Dragon Ball Golden Pill, and the Dragon Ball at this moment showed a bright golden color, which could be regarded as the real Dragon Ball Golden Pill.

A golden dragon soul floated around Jin Dan.

In Lu Fan's eyes, lines danced, and on the chessboard, mountains, rivers and lakes suddenly appeared.

Stretch out your hand and pinch the wisp of dragon soul, like picking a piece of tea.

Lu Fan picked up the dragon soul and put it on the spiritual pressure chessboard.

Roar!

The sound of the dragon's roar shook, and the entire mountain and river seemed to be shaking.

"This is the Dragon Qi of the Dynasty. When the Great Zhou Dynasty was destroyed, it was divided into two parts. One belongs to Xiliang, and the other belongs to Daxuan."

Lu Fan's white shirt is hunting, floating like a fairy.

His voice seemed to carry some kind of strange avenue fluctuation.

Above the sky, the origin of the plane seems to be looming.

It seemed to be echoing what Lu Fan said.

boom!

The dragon soul turned into two strands of golden imperial dragon energy, poured into the spiritual pressure chessboard, and flew to two places.

Lu Fan raised his hand, and picked up a chess piece with his slender fingers.

Gently drop the chessboard.

Slap.

The falling chess piece is like a lock, locking the dragon energy.

One locks Xiliang, and the other locks Daxuan.

As for the dispute over Dragon Qi in the end, Lu Fan would not interfere.

The battle of dragon spirit represents the battle of imperial luck.

This is the battle between temples in the age of practitioners.

...

Boom boom boom!

On this day, a vision descended from heaven.

Above the original Chicheng, there seems to be a golden dragon hovering.

All the soldiers were stunned. They raised their heads and looked at the hovering golden dragon. It was handsome, powerful, dignified and supreme.

Tantaixuan and Mo Beike came out one after another.

Looking at the golden dragon is shocking.

However, after circling for a while, the golden dragon swooped down suddenly with a resounding dragon chant, filling the body of Tantaixuan with a horrified expression.

An invisible air wave hit Mo Beike's body, and he took three or four steps back.

"what is that?"

Mo Beike was shocked.

He looked at Tantai Xuan, but saw that Tantai Xuan suddenly exuded a noble aura.

It was as if... at this moment, Tantai Xuan had more and more aura of a monarch.

Tantaixuan was a little confused, is this a fairy fate?

is it?

This is his first intimate contact with Xianyuan? !

The Golden Dragon is noble!

Mo Beike couldn't help but get excited.

Although he is not a master of celestial secrets and knows the art of looking at qi, but at this moment, Tantai Xuan doesn't need the art of looking at qi at all, and his whole body seems to be emitting golden light.

Mo Beike bowed respectfully and excitedly.

Not only him, at this moment, the entire army in the original Chicheng bowed down.

imperial capital.

There are also visions.

Overlord stood on the snow-paved ground, looked up at the churning golden dragon, and saw the golden dragon swoop down and fill his body, making him glow with golden light.

After a long time, Overlord Fang opened his eyes, and his whole body became more and more domineering.

There was a golden light in his eyes, and the world became more and more vivid.

"What is this?"

Overlord raised his hand, uncertain.

With the cultivation base of other bodies, it seems that they can't see the reality.

"Dragon Qi..."

The Overlord suddenly raised his head and looked in Bai Yujing's direction, his eyes flickering brightly.

"Lu Pingan...is that you? All this... Did you do it?"

Compared to Tantaixuan, who had a bewildered face and had never been favored by Xianyuan, Overlord was much more proficient in grasping power.

A heartbeat.

Behind the Overlord, a golden glow emerged, and there was a faint dragon pillar transformed by dragon energy soaring into the sky.

The dragon pillar was as high as four feet five, and under this dragon pillar, Overlord felt that his strength seemed to have been slightly improved.

Of course, this improvement is not very obvious.

...

On Beiluo Lake.

Lu Fan smiled, and he held the Dragon Ball Golden Pill in his hand.

A heartbeat.

An invisible flame spread out from his palm, hot and terrifying.

The Golden Core of Dragon Ball was melted instantly.

Lu Fan's spiritual consciousness surged, and he used the techniques in the crafting handbook to make the liquid transformed by the Dragon Ball Golden Elixir circulate, and soon...

It turned into a big seal.

A soaring golden dragon is engraved on the big seal.

"This is, the Emperor Dragon Seal, only the dragon's energy can move it, and the one who can complete the Bi Seal wins the world."

Lu Fan said with a loud voice.

His fingers flicked on Feng Ling's guard.

In an instant, the Feng Ling Sword whizzed out, turning into a beam of sword light and sweeping past.

The Emperor Dragon Seal immediately split into two.

Lu Fan bounced it into the spiritual pressure chessboard like a glass ball, turned into a golden light, and disappeared suddenly.

After doing all this, Lu Fanfang stretched his waist, and disappeared in place like a thunderbolt.

Reappeared, already on the second floor of Baiyujing Pavilion, sitting in a wheelchair, leaning on the railing to listen to the snow.

And far in front of Tantaixuan and Bawang of the original Chicheng and Dijing.

Suddenly, half a golden dragon seal appeared.

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