The current environment of the dynasty has undergone earth-shaking changes under the nourishment of the eight dragon veins. At a glance, the rivers and mountains are filled with smoke and clouds, the rays of the sun are brilliant, and the holy springs are gurgling between the cracks in the rocks.
Mi Qing had never seen such an excellent environment. It was simply a treasure land that practitioners dream of!
"Brother Jun, is this the territory of your dynasty? Today, eons later, has the environment of heaven and earth become so conducive to cultivation?"
Mikong looked at the vast mountains and rivers in shock. He was really shocked and felt incredible!
In such an environment, the Holy Spirit's vitality is so thick that it condenses into clouds and mist, floating in the high sky and lingering in the mountains and forests.
"You are right, this is a great world, and the environment of heaven and earth is changing, becoming more and more conducive to practice. However, the excellent environment in my dynasty's territory is not due to changes in the environment of heaven and earth, but to the few things under the earth. A dragon vein."
"How many dragon veins?"
Before this, Mikong already knew something about the Dawn Dynasty.
Does a newly established dynasty actually have two dragon veins? This is really amazing. The number of dragon veins does not seem to match the current strength of the dynasty, but no one comes to snatch the dragon veins.
"Wow~ I like it here so much. With such an environment, the speed of cultivation will definitely be greatly improved. Thanks to the environment, the dynasty will develop rapidly. In the future, we will be powerful in the stars, frighten all races, and dominate the world. Mo Dare you dissent!"
Mi Qing waved her fists, her beautiful eyes were filled with excitement. Jun Wuxie and Linglong were both speechless. This girl was prone to violence.
"Brother Jun, we have agreed that if there is a war in the future, Xiao Qing and I will be the vanguard. We are not interested in anything else. We just like fighting. If we don't fight for a day, we will feel like our bones are itching."
Mikong's face was also full of excitement, as if he had been given a shot of blood.
He was thinking that if the dynasty develops, there will be many battles in the future. Doesn't it mean that he has to satisfy his addiction to fighting?
"If you want to fight, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. In this era, are you still afraid of not having a fight?"
Jun Wuxie couldn't help but smile. He would not refuse. The Douzhan Immortal Clan was born to fight. What flowed in his body was the blood of Douzhan, which was also called the blood of the mad devil.
Of course he is very happy for Mi Kong and Mi Qing siblings to serve in his dynasty. The two descendants of the immortal clan who defeated Dou Zhi could not be found even with a lantern.
"Brother Jun, why do I feel something is wrong with your eyes?" Mikong looked at him with some confusion and said, "Brother Jun, don't you think of us as free thugs, so you are having fun, right?"
"Do I need to enjoy myself secretly? I rescued you, shouldn't you just serve me by my side and serve the dynasty?" Jun Wuxie choked back. Mi Kong heard the words and wanted to refute but didn't know how. I was so anxious that I was scratching my head and head.
"Brother Jun, Mi Qing and his brother should repay the favor. Besides, the environment of the imperial dynasty is excellent and cannot be found elsewhere, so even if brother Jun drives us brothers and sisters away, we will not leave."
"It's better for Miqing to speak nicely. Your brother has a poisonous mouth. He can easily get beaten if he opens his mouth."
When Mikong heard this, he scratched his head for a while. If he couldn't beat him and the difference in strength was too big, he would have wanted to rush up and beat Jun Wuxie all over his face to let him know why the flowers were so red.
"Where do you want to stay, can you brothers and sisters choose the place yourself, or can I have someone arrange a residence for you? I'm afraid you won't be used to living in the city."
"Hehe, there is no need to trouble Brother Jun about this. We can choose the place ourselves, Jinjia, Huanlei, Taiji Divine Beast, Weapon Refining Sect. We can be next to any one of them. I won't say any more, I will prepare the materials for construction. Home."
Mikong ran away immediately after speaking, and disappeared in a flash.
"Brother Jun, I'm sorry to make you laugh."
Miqing expressed her apology. Her brother just didn't pay much attention to details when getting along with others, and it was easy to make people unhappy.
"It doesn't matter, you go ahead, build your residence, and then calm down and practice. There shouldn't be a chance for you to fight in the near future."
"Well, then Miqing resigned."
"These brothers and sisters..." Linglong looked at Mi Qing's retreating back and said: "The blood energy is long and as strong as a dragon. The life essence is many times stronger than that of practitioners in the same realm. The growth rate of talent is outrageous! Junior brother has someone by his side. This brother and sister really found a treasure..."
"Yes, their bloodline is extremely strong, and their future achievement ceiling is very high."
"They are body cultivators. Could it be that the characteristic of the bloodline that defeats the Immortal Clan is that they specialize in cultivating the physical body?"
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At the same time, worship the state and the imperial capital.
The royal palace of the Jitu Dynasty is located in this city.
In the splendid and majestic hall, the Emperor of Earth Sacrifice sat on a dragon chair, wearing a golden dragon robe, with his hands on his knees, looking down at everyone in the hall.
"My dear friends, please tell me what you think about this matter?"
The Emperor of Earth Sacrifice glanced at everyone, and there was no emotion on his face, but as he spoke, the mighty imperial power made everyone in the hall tremble.
"I am reporting to my emperor. I think we should wait for now. It would be best to do nothing. Let's see the reaction of the young master who fell into the world of mortals. It will be safer to wait for his news."
"I second the motion! This time we lost an elder king of the temple because we underestimated the strength of the strong man who guarded the Dawn Dynasty, thinking that she would not dare to challenge the half-step supreme. Now it seems that we were obviously wrong. The death of the Temple Elder King must be related to that strong man. If she dares to kill our Elder King, she will definitely anger the Half-Step Supreme who has fallen into the mortal world, so it is best for us to wait for the news now."
"I also think so. I think I will soon receive news from our people lurking in the Dawn Dynasty, and we will make a decision after understanding the specific situation. Perhaps, the strong man from the Dawn Dynasty has been killed by the half-step supreme who fell into the world of mortals. You can’t tell even if you kill him!”
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In the main hall, the ministers almost unanimously agreed, and all their suggestions were centered around waiting and watching for changes.
Among these people, there was only a middle-aged man wearing a python robe with a livid face, gloomy eyes, a ridge on his face, and his whole body was filled with evil aura!
"Report——"
At this moment, a loud voice came from outside the palace hall, and the sound lasted for a long time, moving from far to near at an extremely fast speed.
In a moment, the man came to the entrance of the palace hall, knelt down on his knees, and said in a loud voice: "Report to my emperor, there is news from Qingzhou!"
Immediately, all the ministers in the hall turned around almost in unison, focusing on the person who brought the news.
"Send it over quickly!"
There was a look of expectation on the calm face of the Sacrificial Earth Emperor. He really wanted to know the specific news about Qingzhou.
The man who brought the news hurriedly entered the hall, knelt in the center of the hall, opened his palms, and the talisman held in his palm flew up and fell into the hands of the Emperor of Sacrifice.
When his eyes fell on the content of Fu Xin's book, the initial expectant expression on his face disappeared, replaced by solemnity, then became gloomy again, and finally his hands began to tremble slightly.
Bang!
The Emperor of Earth Sacrifice slapped the Fu Xin heavily on the dragon table in front of him, and a burst of true energy swept away in an instant. Most of the ministers in the palace who were impacted were unable to stand still, and they took a few steps back!
"My emperor, please calm down. I wonder what is written on the talisman letter?"
The ministers had a bad feeling. Otherwise, how could the emperor be so angry? The emperor, who always kept his emotions and anger secret, actually lost his temper at this time!
"See for yourselves!"
The Emperor of Sacrifice Earth took a deep breath to adjust his emotions, and his undulating chest calmed down a little. With a flick of his sleeves, the talisman flew up from the dragon table, suspended in the sky in the center of the hall, with light blooming on it, and the content was projected into the void. Everyone can see it clearly.
The contents of the talisman letter shocked the ministers of the Jitu Dynasty and found it unbelievable.
Among these people, the middle-aged man in python robe with a gloomy face now had red eyes, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was shaking violently. His whole person exuded an extremely cold aura, full of violent killing intent!
He is one of the many princes in the Jitu Dynasty, Wuhou Zhao Hui, the father of Zhao Ce.
He is one of the few princes with real power among the thirty-six princes of the Ji Tu Dynasty!
At this time, his heart was bleeding, and the pain was as severe as twisting, as if someone stabbed his heart with a knife and twisted the handle of the knife.
When his son's soul tablet left at home was shattered, he knew that his son was dead, but he never thought that his son would die in such a tragic way!
The supreme leader of Qingzhou's Dawn Dynasty actually drained his son's energy and blood in public, and even tore off his son's head and hung it on a stone pillar in the square!
"Ah!! Mr. Jun, I swear that I am not in conflict with you! If I don't kill you, I will destroy your country. I will never destroy you!"
No matter how hard it was for Wu Hou Zhao Hui to control his emotions, even in the court with the emperor here, he went into a rage! That was his only heir, Du Miao!
Over the past few decades, how much effort and affection he has put into his son Zhao Ce!
Now that Ce'er has died, his death was so tragic. His head was torn off and hung on a stone pillar. As a father, how could he bear it!
In the main hall, everyone sighed secretly and looked at Wuhou Zhao Hui with sympathetic eyes.
It was really too miserable. He died and his head was hanged. The news said that Zhao Ce was sucked into a mummy, and his head was shaped like a skeleton. It was quite miserable and terrifying.
The Emperor of Earth Sacrifice did not blame Zhao Hui for being unreasonable in front of him, but comforted him: "Zhao Aiqing, I know that you are sad and angry at the loss of your beloved son. I am deeply saddened by the death of my son Zhao Ce. I love you. I sadly lost my only son, and I sadly lost the future pillar of the dynasty! However, I hope that my beloved will not be too sad, this revenge must be avenged. His Dawn Dynasty is just a newly built dynasty, with no foundation, only relying on a strong man You dare to oppose me, the Saitu Dynasty, even if you support me, you are overestimating your own capabilities and not knowing whether to live or die!"
"My emperor..."
Zhao Hui's eyes were filled with tears, and his face was full of sadness and hatred.
"Zhao Aiqing, you have to calm down. Judging from the current situation, there should be news about the young master who fell into the world of mortals soon. By then, it won't be too late for us to deal with the Dawn Dynasty! That arrogant Jun Wuxie will definitely fight for There will be a heavy price to pay for his actions!”
"Thank you, my emperor, for sympathizing with me for losing my beloved son. It's my fault that I lost my composure!"
After all, Zhao Hui is the Marquis. Such people have extremely strong control over their emotions. Even though he has murderous intentions in his heart, at this moment, he still forced himself not to lose his composure.
