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"General Governor, Wang Jian, please!" Zhang Bairen stood on the altar, listening to Zuoqiu Wuji's report at this time.

"Wang Jian? Please come in!" Zhang Bairen's heart moved.

Whether the Wang family in Luoyang or the Wang family in Taiyuan, they are all descendants of Wang Jian. Even the tribe that lived in the depths of the Shiwan Da Mountain where Wang Daoling was reincarnated was also a descendant of Wang Jian.

"Meet the national teacher!" Wang Jian wore a black battle robe, which was the opposite of the white robe. The black mysterious clothes concealed all his appearance. The whole person was shrouded in the black robe, and the space he passed by was twisted and trembled.

"General Wang Jian invites you, but you don't need to be polite!" Zhang Bairen acquiesced in the title of national teacher.

"After many years, I can't think that the style of the national teacher is still the same, and it is three points more prosperous than before!" Wang Jian slowly opened his robe, revealing a standard Chinese character face, thick eyebrows, big eyes and solemn expression, looking at Zhang Bairen with a smile on his face. .

"Why did General Wang come?" Zhang Bairen walked off the altar and came to Wang Jian with his hands on his back.

"According to the order of the first emperor, return the relics entrusted by the national teacher of the year." The two warriors behind Wang Jian carried a black box and placed it in front of Zhang Bairen.

But I heard Wang Jian said: "This thing was entrusted to His Majesty the First Emperor before the national teacher left. He predicted the founding of the country today, so it was sent specially for the national teacher."

"Oh?" Zhang Bairen looked curious, but didn't ask much what was in the box. He just said: "General Wang came from a long way and has gone through many obstacles. How about going with me to the black cup of hot tea?"

"No." Wang Jian shook his head and refused: "The Yinshan battlefield has reached a critical moment. Don't dare to delay or miss your majesty's plan. In the end, I will say goodbye."

Wang Jian's words were clean, and he turned around to leave.

"General Wang" Zhang Bairen called out.

"What else is the national teacher?" Wang Jian paused and looked sideways at Zhang Bairen.

"About the king's tribe in the Great Mountain, I accidentally slaughtered that tribe. I heard that the tribe is a descendant of the general king? I will accompany the general again. If the general is dissatisfied, just say it. I try to compensate!"

Wang Jian was stunned when he heard the words. He tilted his head and looked at Zhang Bairen with a pair of eyes. After a while, he said: "If you have a relative who is out of the five clothes, you will kill if you kill it! He would have lived for a thousand years. What's the difference between strangers? Those of my generation who are practicing spiritually, who value blood? The national teacher has taken a look."

Zhang Bairen smiled bitterly when he heard the words, and after a while he said: "Fine, you go!"

Wang Jian shook his head, turned away with his subordinates, leaving Zhang Bairen standing there with a wry smile: "I should have thought of it! What bloodline, but the flesh is a mortal womb, how can it be seen by the Yang Shen monk?"

The physical body, in the eyes of the Yangshen monk, is the house, nothing more!

If the house is broken, it can be replaced at any time. As for the life and death of the former owner and descendants of this house, what do you care about?

Although the martial artist cultivates his blood and tempers his bones, he does not necessarily have his children and grandchildren so important. The ancestors of these aristocratic families only value the family heritage and incense. As for the infinite descendants, who cares?

It's like you care about your grandfather's grandfather's grandfather, the life and death of the same generation of yours? How are your days?

After the bloodline came out of five servings, it was almost gone.

"Bloodline..." Zhang Bairen slowly closed his eyes. He thought of Zhang Heng. The mother's family suffered calculations back then, and Zhang Heng must not be able to hide his eyes and ears, but he chose to sit on the sidelines. If he hadn't risen by himself, I'm afraid Zhang Heng might not take the initiative to climb relatives and friendship with him.

"This is the essence of the so-called bloodliness" Zhang Bairen smiled, and slowly opened the black box under his feet, revealing a black imperial uniform without any lines on it. It was so dark that it could absorb the light of the world.

"This is a treasure made by the tengu's shed hair. It is invulnerable to fire and water, and is not afraid of Daoism!" Zhang Bairen stroked the black emperor's clothes in front of him, as well as the black crown, which was clearly polished by tengu teeth. The gemstones have infinite power blessed on them.

"What happened? Could it be that I am willing to kill the tengu? Impossible, the tengu has been caught by my demon seed, how could it be slaughtered by me?" Zhang Bairen was puzzled, but at any rate it went up to Mianqi, down to clothes and boots. It is fully equipped.

The clothes are made of tengu fur. The crown and flat crown on the head are polished from the bones of the tengu. The boots under the feet take the bones of the tengu as the base and the fur as the surface.

In the emperor's clothes, Zhang Bairen noticed the spirit of the demon seed, and he remembered in his heart that the clothes were automatically worn on him.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! It's incredible!" Zhang Bairen felt the mysteriousness of this shirt, and there was a touch of disbelief in his eyes.

The sleeves are black holes, and the roots are not visible. A pair of shoes was put on the soles of Zhang Bairen's feet, eroding all the clothes to be clean.

"Wow~Wow~Wow~"

Inside the bottomless black hole, the tengu rushed out of his sleeves in surprise, his eyes looked at Zhang Bairen in surprise, and doubts appeared in his eyes.

The next moment, I saw that Tengu seemed to be aware of something. The faint light in his eyes curled up, and he jumped straight up and hit Zhang Bairen's chest, blending with the entire robe, hair crown, and clothes.

For some reason, Zhang Bairen had a feeling that this was the fading of the tengu. It contained the most original power and energy of the tengu. At this time, he was found by the tengu and wanted to take it back.

Zhang Bairen could feel that the tengu turned into his robe, and the robe turned into a tengu.

Tengu's head turned into a crown, and a mouthful of teeth turned into rows of crowns on the crown. There were two strange eyes on the crown, scanning the sentient beings and the material world in front of them, as if to swallow everything.

His body merged with clothes, his claws merged with the boots under his feet, and then the two weird eyes were slowly closed, like a dead thing carved on the crown of the flat sky, becoming a pair of decorations.

The tengu fell into a deep sleep, constantly echoing the origin of the tengu, the two were resonating, accepting the inheritance hidden in the robe.

At this moment Zhang Bairen stood there, the sky seemed to darken, and the endless light approached his whole body for a hundred feet, and all disappeared completely. The whole person seemed to be turned into a black hole, swallowing all the energy in the material world. Da Ri Jinwu was beating uneasy in the sky, his eyes scanned the distance, revealing a little dignified color.

"Huh"

All of the emperor's clothes were hidden, and his power was reduced and turned into ordinary clothes. Zhang Bairen stepped on the void and stroked the robe on his body, revealing the color of thinking.

A pair of eyes looked at the place where the two realms were separated, the universe spread out from the sleeves, and the next moment the sky covered the sun and covered a hundred miles, and then the hundred miles seemed to be chewed by a dog and disappeared out of thin air.

The laws, ghosts, matter, and the void all disappeared completely. This scene suddenly shocked the countless powers of the two worlds.

"What kind of magical power is this? Even the law can be swallowed?" Zhang Heng was amazed, staring at Zhang Bairen in horror.

Zhang Bairen stroked his chin, with a smile in his eyes, and shook his head facing the noble expression of Buddhism, "Don't tell! It turns out that he is my last card."

After saying something inexplicable, Zhang Bairen slowly turned and walked onto the altar, light the high candles and incense lightly, and swept over the settled millions of human tribes, with a pair of eyes looking at the obscure Yincao netherworld, in the darkness There seemed to be countless eyes staring at him.

"Human aura is now!"

As the millions of human races settled their homes, they saw the indifferent humane aura rising continuously, turning into layers of pale white mist and rising into the air, with signs of turning into dragon aura.

"If the heaven is established, there must be dragon veins," Zhang Heng said.

"It's okay, I swallowed the ancestral veins of Zhongzhou back then, and now that the Sun Dharma body is about to be completed, it doesn't hurt to restore it." Zhang Bairen didn't rush and didn't panic.

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If an ordinary person digests what he swallows, he cannot vomit it out. But now it's not the case. He has mastered Nuwa Empress's creation technique, and it is not difficult to extract the dragon veins from the Sun Dharma body again.

An ancestral vein is too insignificant for a law body that integrates 80% of the sun's essence.

Zhang Bairen grabbed his palm against the void, but saw the big sun golden crow screaming in the sky, his whole body began to twist, the hot sun's power burst suddenly, as the space between the sun star and the Yincao netherworld was reduced by Zhang Bairen, the big sun golden crow could borrow The power of the sun was more than ten times stronger. In an instant, a million mile radius turned into a hot, pure sun, and countless ghosts were silent in their exclaims. They were refined by the sun god's fire and completely turned into ashes.

"Oh no!"

"What is Zhang Bairen doing?"

"The power of the sun has started to skyrocket again!"

Countless ghost clan powerhouses in the Yin Cao screamed, and countless dead energy was refined into life.

Strange auras flowed in the sky, and the power of the sun soaring suddenly attracted the attention of countless powerful people.

"What is he going to do?" King Yama looked at Zhang Bairen solemnly.

"Let’s watch the changes for the time being. One hundred thousand miles is already the Golden Crow’s limit. If he grows the Golden Crow’s origins like this, he will inevitably pay a price. .

The fire of the sun is soaring, the Yin Cao Netherworld is indeed uncomfortable, but the human race closest to the sun is also ten times more uncomfortable.

"Longmai, come out!"

Zhang Bairen ran the creation technique, and layers of fairy light continued to flow and change, but he saw the sun body in the sun star, with a roar of dragons all over his body, followed by a world-shaking roar. Refined out.