Dou Po: Lord of the Great Thousand

Hearing the ringing bell lingering in his ears, Fa Ma's old body stood up tremblingly, and then slowly walked to the front of the VIP table.

Looking down at the thousands of alchemists sitting behind the bluestone platform, a tyrannical soul power gradually surged in Fa Ma's body.

At the same time, feeling this powerful soul power, thousands of alchemists raised their heads and cast awe-inspiring gazes on Taishan Beidou in the alchemy world of the Jiama Empire.

"I, Fa Ma, in the name of the president of the Gama Empire Alchemist Guild, announce that the Sixth Alchemist Conference has begun!"

"boom!"

The whole place was filled with jubilation, cheers and cheers, and the sounds of encouragement resounded throughout the imperial capital.

At the same time, outside the Imperial City, a blue stream of light streaked across the sky, and slowly slowed down when it was only ten miles away from the Imperial Capital.

As the speed of the blue stream of light gradually slowed down, the figure within it gradually became clearer.

Tang Ling was dressed in white, with a dark blue cloak swaying in the wind behind him.

The ice blue wings behind him vibrated slightly, turning into dots of starlight hidden within the body, while Tang Ling's figure was like a feather, gently falling from the air.

As his feet landed on the ground, Tang Ling felt the spiritual power in the imperial capital, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.

"This is... the late stage of the Mortal Realm?"

"Hmm! The soul power is not much different from yours, and there is a trace of wood in the fire attribute. He should be a fifth or sixth grade alchemist!" Bai Li's voice rang in his heart, speaking for Tang Ling.

result.

"Fifth or sixth grade alchemist, Fa Ma, the president of the Alchemist Guild? So the Alchemist Conference should begin!" Tang Ling thought for a moment after hearing this, and said slowly in his heart.

"So sure? Couldn't it be that Gu He?" Bai Li asked confused.

Tang Ling shook his head, thinking of the confrontation when he met Furukawa a few years ago, and said: "I have been in contact with Furukawa's soul power. Although it is not weak, it is not as thick and steady as this soul power, and the aura of the two is not that big.

same."

"What should we do now? Go directly to the conference venue?"

"Go home first!" Tang Ling glanced at the Najie in his hand and said softly in his heart.

Taking out the Miter family's token, Tang Ling entered the imperial capital with the soldiers at the city gate respectfully escorting him off.

Looking at the number of sergeants who were obviously several times more than a month ago, Tang Ling was also secretly alarmed. The Gama Empire seemed to attach great importance to this alchemist conference!

I remember in the original book, as the largest alchemist conference, it was just a garrison with 50,000 troops led by Yaoye.

But just now, his soul power just felt a little bit near the venue. In addition to tens of thousands of troops, there were also a few hidden Douwang auras.

Frowning slightly, Tang Ling didn't think much about it. After all, he was not in the imperial capital, and the powerful men and troops were all near the venue, so it should have nothing to do with him.

After figuring out the direction for a while, Tang Ling walked towards his home.

After sleeping rough in the Warcraft Mountains for a month, Tang Ling only had a rough fight with a few fifth-level Warcraft, but after all, Tang Ling was just a nine-star fighting spirit. Every time he crossed a higher level, he had to deal with the enemy carefully. After a long time, his mind became a little tired.

That day, not far after leaving Lanshan Town, Tang Ling and Bai Li transformed into the cold wings of the Ice Phoenix and flew straight towards the depths of the Warcraft Mountains.

Entering the Warcraft Mountains again, Tang Ling was completely different from the last time.

At that time, the Seven Star Fighters were protected by others when entering the Warcraft Mountains, and they did not dare to directly break into the territory of the third-level Warcraft. They spent more time avoiding and taking detours.

But now that he had entered the Warcraft Mountains again, some third- and fourth-level Warcraft were no longer considered by Tang Ling at all.

Under Bai Li's powerful soul perception, Tang Ling searched for a long time in the Warcraft Mountains. He had already found a third-level black rock python and was about to return, but Bai Li, who had been searching the World of Warcraft Mountains with his soul perception, revealed a piece of news to him.

A fifth-level Green Wood Spirit Snake is about to lay eggs!

Although the Aoki Spirit Snake only has first-level strength when it is born, it can grow into a fifth-level magical beast when it reaches adulthood.

After learning the news, Tang Ling and Bai Li hit it off immediately and decided to have a serious discussion with this fifth-level green wood snake.

Things did not go beyond Tang Ling's expectations. Although it took a lot of time, after Bai Li's body spread its wings a hundred feet wide, the Green Wood Spirit Snake gave one of its children still in the egg to Tang Ling.

I hope Tang Ling can take good care of his child.

After getting the young eggs of the Green Wood Spirit Snake, Tang Ling was worried about Qing Lin and returned directly to the imperial capital.

As he walked on the streets of the imperial capital, perhaps because Tang Ling was wearing a cloak, many patrolling sergeants cast wary glances at him along the way.

In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, Tang Ling could only pin the Miter family emblem on his chest.

After passing several groups of guards again, Tang Ling finally saw the familiar courtyard where he had lived for half a year.

As the footsteps approached, Tang Ling's slightly happy expression gradually began to darken.

Standing at the door, ignoring Bai Li's angry voice in his heart, Tang Ling looked at the home that was exactly the same as when he left, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

After opening the courtyard door, the layout of the courtyard was the same as before, but after the barrier at home was attacked, the chaotic energy of heaven and earth was clearly fed back to Tang Ling and Bai Li's perceptions.

As they entered the courtyard, Bai Li also began to keep silent. However, the frost and snow that kept rolling up beside Tang Ling were enough to illustrate the anger in Bai Li's heart at this time.

As a seventh-level ice phoenix, one can easily imagine the murderous intention in Bai Li's heart when someone even knocked on his door.

Suddenly, countless ice crystals began to condense around Tang Ling. Within a few breaths, an iceman made entirely of ice crystals appeared next to Tang Ling.

The Iceman's entire body is icy blue, made up of solid ice crystals, and even his hair is made up of extremely tiny ice strands.

The iceman had just taken shape, and his right arm suddenly stretched forward, and then he shook his hand toward the void.

In an instant, the chaotic energy of heaven and earth in the entire courtyard suddenly stagnated. Seeing this, Bai Li's soul body also emerged, and his hands formed several seals and left images in the surrounding void.

At the same time, when the Yinfa image completely enveloped the courtyard, Bai Li's right hand formed into a palm, and his plain hand gently patted the Iceman's body.

Under the touch of Bai Li's palm, Iceman's tightly clenched right hand slowly loosened, and his body began to slowly blend into the ground.

Blue eyes watched the ice man sinking into the ground. Bai Li felt the energy of heaven and earth returning to normal in the lower courtyard. His expression softened slightly and he said: "I have reorganized the enchantment. Tang Ling, do you know who did it?"

Of?"

Tang Ling frowned and thought for a moment, his soul perception dispersed into the void, trying to find some traces left by the visitor.

After a moment, a smile appeared on Tang Ling's face and he said, "It seems that some people really don't take me seriously..."

Hearing this, Bai Li on the side was startled, and then he thought of something, and a sneer appeared on his pretty face, saying: "After living in this Jia Ma Empire all their lives, they are really being arrogant by letting them sit in a well and watch the sky!"

Tang Ling nodded, just smiled at Bai Li, and walked slowly into the small building.

When I came to Qinglin's bedroom, the little girl was gone for a month, but the room was much cleaner and tidier.

After taking out the young egg of the Green Wood Spirit Snake from the ring, Tang Ling looked at the one-foot-sized snake egg in his hand, and the coldness in his eyes was slightly relieved.

Placing the snake eggs on Qing Ling's bed, and looking at the green light swimming on the snake eggs, Tang Ling took out a few medicinal herbs from the ring and placed them next to the snake eggs.

With the help of the energy in the medicinal materials, this green wood snake may be able to hatch out of its eggs faster.

After doing all this, Tang Ling flashed out of the room, then jumped high and returned to the roof of the small building.

Sitting cross-legged, Tang Ling looked at the increasingly lively competition venue in the distance, a glimmer of ice-blue light flashing deep in his eyes.

The murderous intention in his heart was constantly gathering, but Tang Ling still sat firmly on the spot without moving.

The Alchemist Conference is a grand event held every eight years in the Jia Ma Empire, and he doesn't want to offend the entire Jia Ma Empire's powerful men just because of a clown.

Wait a moment longer until today's competition in the conference ends. Since some people are arrogant, let them never have this opportunity again.

…

At the same time, more than ten miles away from the Tang family, the Alchemist Conference was held.

An hour has passed since the Alchemist Conference started, and the first round of the competition has come to an end.

At the VIP table, looking at the thousands of alchemists on the bluestone platform, Fa Ma didn't look good.

As the topic of the first round of this competition of alchemists, it is just a second-grade elixir that is extremely simple to refine.

However, the current scene on the thousands of bluestone platforms made Fa Ma's expression much darker than the opening ceremony of the conference.

“Bang bang bang!”

Several more explosions were heard, and Fama's face became even more ugly.

In the last Alchemist Conference, although the overall level was average, not a single third-grade alchemist participated. However, not to mention that Furukawa won the championship in one fell swoop as a fourth-grade alchemist. In the first round of competition, he refined a second-grade elixir.

The number of successful people is also far higher than this time.

Looking at the sound of roaring mountains and tsunami in the surrounding auditorium, Fa Ma only felt a little tired.

For the development of the Alchemist Guild, he has not left the Gama Empire for decades. Now, not to mention the emergence of potential sixth-grade alchemists. Judging from the level of this Alchemist Conference, all fourth-grade alchemists are

A kind of extravagant wish.

"Alas!" With a soft sigh, Fa Ma's old body became more and more stooped.

"Hey, Mr. Pharaoh, don't be disappointed, maybe a blockbuster genius will appear in the next session?" Hai Bodong saw Fa Ma's lonely look, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, comforting him.

"That's right! In recent years, in our Jiama Empire, not only have there been few talents in the alchemy field, but there have also been few geniuses practicing fighting qi!" Jia Xingtian also sighed.

Since the last Alchemist Conference, the Jiama Empire has entered a period of stagnant growth.

The strong men of the older generation, such as him, Hai Bodong, Yun Shan and others, have become old. Even the youngest Hai Bodong is now nearly a hundred years old.

If he can't break through to Douzong, he may only have a life span of twenty years.

If the next generation of Mittel Tengshan and others want to reach the Douhuang realm, they can only rely on time to slowly accumulate.

As for the descendants further down, the royal family's Jia Kai and Furukawa are not very talented in cultivation. At this time, they still have a lot of resources to reach Dou Wang.

The only ones that the younger generation can take notice of are Yun Yun from the Yunlan Sect and Tang Ling whose origins are still unclear.

Thinking of Tang Ling, Jia Xingtian cast his eyes on the white figures sitting in the third area.