Xie Yunling coughed up blood, and his pale beard dyed with blood.

He looked at the bamboo leaves cut in half on the ground, his eyes became turbid and dazed.

"Practitioner..."

Xie Yunling coughed and shook his head.

The world...has changed indeed.

The abandoned disciple of the Dao Sect returned five years later and actually shattered all the glory of the Dao Sect with one knife.

Xie Yunling originally thought that he could suppress the Young Master Beilu with spiritual energy as the root and the heaven and earth as talismans.

Now it seems that he took everything for granted.

A disciple who walked out of Bai Yujing broke the methods he studied in pieces with one knife.

If he really used this method in front of Young Master Lu, he would probably not even know how to die.

"How strong is Bai Yujing Lu Ping'an...?"

Xie Yunling coughed blood, panted, and his eyes fluctuated slightly. He looked at Nie Changqing in a white shirt and said.

Nie Changqing took back the pig-killing knife and held it around his waist, with a calm expression on his face.

It seems like it is something trivial to enter the realm of body and tranquility.

On the contrary, Xie Yunling's words made Nie Changqing slightly stunned.

This question...is really hard to answer.

Nie Changqing recalled every bit of meeting Lu Fan.

On that rainy night, Lu Fan, who was sitting in a wheelchair and the maid appeared gracefully in front of him with an umbrella, just supported her chin. Just a look in his eyes pressed down Han Lianxiao, who had made him helpless, and was soaked in the rain on the ground.

Nie Changqing really can't say how strong Lu Fan is.

Because he couldn't see through Lu Fan.

I don’t know how many trump cards Lu Fan has.

"Young master, very strong..."

Nie Changqing replied seriously.

Xie Yunling sat cross-legged among the fallen leaves.

"How strong is it?"

Xie Yunling asked again.

Nie Changqing weighed the Taoist wife who was carrying her, her eyes a little confused.

"Even if all the people in the world are combined, the young master can win so strongly."

Nie Changqing said, he is a disciple of Bai Yujing, so what if he blows the young master?

Li Sansui in the distance was shocked when she heard this.

Nie Changqing really dares to say it.

Can Bai Yujing Lu Ping'an really be so powerful?

Xie Yunling was stunned, and a bitter and self-esteem smile appeared on his old face.

"Young Master, I will bring you here, everyone, say goodbye."

Nie Changqing glanced at Xie Yunling deeply.

Carrying the Taoist nun, the Taoist nun was playing with Nie Changqing's hair stupidly. Nie Changqing smiled gently, step by step, carrying a pig-killing knife and carrying a Taoist nun. Under the red sunset, he walked down Tiandang Mountain.

Nie Changqing brought Lu Fan's words, and Nie Changqing ignored the attitude of Daozong.

He took his wife away.

From now on, Nie Changqing and Daozong...

No more connection.

...

Nanjun Daze.

Outside the secret realm of Longmen, Tang Xiansheng was striding around anxiously.

finally……

There are no longer escaped soldiers inside the dragon gate, but familiar figures.

"Yun'er!"

Tang Xiansheng's eyes trembled.

Seeing Tang Baiyun, Tang Yimo and others walking out of the secret realm, their faces gradually showed joy.

There was a light blue spiritual energy constantly passing through Tang Baiyun.

"father!"

"From today... I am also a practitioner!"

Tang Baiyun saw Tang Xiansheng and said with a smile.

Tang Baiyun was very happy. Originally, there was an extra practitioner Tang Yimo, but he was worried that he would shake his heir status.

But now he is also a practitioner. Tang Xiansheng's position as the prefect of Nanjun must be the eldest son born to his wife, and not the wild species born to Tang Yimo, a slave.

Tang Yimo was covered in sweat, and his clothes were dripping with sweat.

He glanced at the excited Tang Baiyun and curled his lips.

He bowed to Tang Xiansheng and turned around and left.

The situation in the secret realm is naturally introduced by Tang Baiyun.

He wants to go back to accompany his younger sister and mother.

Tang Baiyun excitedly introduced the situation in the secret realm to Tang Xiansheng. The special nature of the warriors informed Tang Xiansheng, which made Tang Xiansheng's eyes lit up with the ultimate brilliance.

"With these terracotta warriors... can we cultivate an army of practitioners in Nanjun?!"

"With the army of cultivators, even Bai Yujing... I'm afraid they are not afraid! Hahaha!"

After listening to Tang Baiyun's introduction, Tang Xiansheng immediately thought of this.

"Those who have to raise dragons will be qualified to compete for the world!"

Tang Baiyun was stunned and couldn't help but take a deep breath after he understood.

"Yun'er, my Nanjun has always been a fertile place. The Great Zhou Dynasty was in chaos and the various counties were in trouble. Why has my Nanjun been not very active? Do you think my father has no ambition at all?"

Tang Xiansheng patted Tang Baiyun on the shoulder and said.

Tang Baiyun was puzzled and bowed down to solve the problem.

"Wrong, dad has ambition."

"Our Nanjun is located in the most fertile and fertile area of ​​the Great Zhou, with elite soldiers and wealth that can rival the country. What is the Great Zhou today? A pile of mud, except for the six major cities, what will the Great Zhou fight against the world?"

"So, why don't you fight for me Nanjun?"

Tang Xiansheng took a deep breath and said.

He looked at the dragon pounced in the mud, his eyes as if it was torched.

"However, this old guy Kong Xiu is very cunning... and Jiang Li, a military disciple, don't look at the Great Zhou like a sick cat, but don't forget that it was once a tiger."

"The West County and the North County are invincible, but they have never really won the Great Zhou."

"The more I do this, the more I will be willing to stay."

"But, I can't wait anymore. There is one place in the Eight Dragon Raising Land in the Imperial Capital. I can think of using the Dragon Raising Land to cultivate the army of practitioners, let alone that old thing Kong Xiu..."

"The Great Zhou Emperor's Capital is close to Beiluo City. There is Baiyujing in Beiluo City. The mysterious Young Master Lu is the biggest variable."

"Bai Yujing is the most powerful cultivator in the world. It is definitely more means to cultivate cultivators. If the young emperor studied the practice method in Bai Yujing, the army of cultivators we trained will definitely not be as good as the Great Zhou."

Tang Xiansheng was very serious.

His words shocked Tang Baiyun's body.

I didn't expect that Tang Xiansheng had thought so much.

"Dad, then what should I do in Nanjun?"

Tang Baiyun bowed again.

Tang Xiansheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Tang Yimo who limped and disappeared in the mud, a ray of spurt flashed in his eyes.

"What the little emperor is most worried about now... is the army of North and West counties."

"So, we...to what we like."

Tang Xiansheng caressed his beard.
To be continued...