Da Bong fights more people

Nalan Tianlu Jingxin Jingyuan's heart shuddered, and the two Vajras behind them looked at each other, and their faces became heavy.

Ji Xuan tentatively asked, "Master Nalan Yu?"

The old man smiled and nodded.

Ji Xuan let out a breath:

"The juniors can rest assured.

"Actually, it is impossible for the two Yang Gods of Tianzong to follow Xu Qi'an all the time. The last attack was probably a coincidence."

He guessed right.

"Besides, Xu Qi'an may not be in Jianzhou now, nor may he know that there are two dragon spirits in the Jianzhou Wulin League. We are just taking precautions. Compared with making a perfect plan, I think our first task is to make a quick decision."

Ji Xuan talked eloquently, with a clear mind: "Kill Mount Quanrong with lightning speed, destroy the Wulin League, and then uproot the affiliated sects."

Wulin League.

Cao Qingyang has been in a state of anxiety and apprehension for the past few days. The last visit to his ancestor was unsuccessful. The next day, he sent someone to the capital to confess to Si Tianjian about the Dragon Qi.

The reason is very simple, dragon energy is obviously a treasure, with magical effects beyond ordinary people's understanding.

And Wang You has made it clear that he had spread the information before he was captured.

Then, sooner or later, the people from the Sitianjian will come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime and ask for the dragon's spirit.

No matter how proud Cao Qingyang is, no matter how strong the Wulin League is, he has no confidence to challenge Si Tianjian.

In this case, it is better to be frank, so that there is room for bargaining.For example, taking out the dragon energy will endanger the lives of the children.

At the same time, he also asked the messenger to deliver a secret letter to Xu Qi'an, hoping that he could mediate from it.

Sun Xuanji returned to Sitianjian, instead of going to the Baguatai to see Teacher Jianzheng, he found Song Qing instead.

The alchemist madman is leading his juniors to do research. He is currently trying to refine a metal that is light and soft, but has a strong defense.

This can effectively reduce the burden of soldiers marching, and sleep more peacefully when they are ready for battle.

Even, it can be made into vests in the future, so that cavalry can not only have super high mobility, but also compete with heavy cavalry.

But Song Qing failed, the result of this experiment only aggravated his dark circles.

Song Qing felt someone pat on the shoulder, so she put down the utensils in her hand, turned her head to look back, and found that the second senior brother had returned.

"Brother Sun, you are back."

Song Qing turned her head back, while fiddling with the metal bumps, she said:

"Yesterday, a Jiang Hu person who claimed to be from the Wulin League came to Si Tianjian. He claimed that there is a dragon energy host in the Wulin League. I remembered that you have been collecting dragon energy, so I will use the sound transmission conch to inform you."

He spoke calmly, talking about the dragon energy host, like talking about a cat or a dog on the side of the road.

Sun Xuanji nodded, and was about to leave when Song Qing hurriedly called to stop him:

"Wait a moment.

"A while ago, Teacher Jianzheng gave me something before his fugue, and asked me to pass it on to you."

As he spoke, he yelled at the other alchemists in the pill room:

"Where is the Zhen Guojian? Where is the Zhen Guo Sword?"

The warlocks in white looked at each other, expressing that they didn't see it.

Sun Xuanji caught a glimpse of a warlock in white holding a brass sword in his hand. While flicking the charcoal fire in the alchemy furnace with it, he shook his head and replied:

"I didn't see Zhen Guojian."

Song Qing said angrily: "Xu Fu, isn't that what you have in your hand? You use it as a firestick for the dignified sword of subduing the country?!"

The warlock in white looked down and was taken aback:

"Ah, it's been here for so long I forgot

"Senior Brother Song, don't you yourself put Teacher Jianzheng's Tianji plate on the table, and you are ashamed to say me."

Sun Xuanji looked down, and sure enough, Teacher Jianzheng's Tianji plate was pressed against the foot of the table.

The Tianji Pan is a magic weapon, but without self-awareness, it has never been born with wisdom.Teacher Jianzheng said that it is impossible to give birth to spiritual wisdom by deducing and spying on the secrets of heaven.

So even if it is thrown into the latrine, Tianji Pan will not object.

But what Sun Xuanji was curious about was that the Zhenguo Sword had a powerful weapon. It was the sword of the founding emperor, which suppressed the fortune of the country for six hundred years. When did it become so mild-tempered.

"Oh, Teacher Jianzheng sealed it. Remember to untie it later, but not in Sitianjian."

Song Qing said.

Sun Xuanji took the Zhen Guo sword and immediately understood what Song Qing meant.

Zhen Guojian's weak consciousness came from:

"Destroy it"

In the courtyard, Cao Qingyang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Cao Chun who was struggling to swing his sword.

The seven-year-old boy wields a wooden sword like a tiger, and his figure is agile. Anyone who sees this scene will not believe that he has actually only started practicing this set of swordsmanship yesterday.

Dragon energy is indeed a treasure, if it can stay in Chun'er's body forever, his achievements will only be higher than mine. Cao Qingyang quickly dismissed this idea.

Compared with his son's success, as a father, he hopes that his children will be safe first.

I hope that the people from Si Tianjian will not take it for nothing, and hope that Xu Qi'an can rush to the Wulin League after receiving the secret letter.He suddenly turned his head, looked behind him, and found that at some point, there was a figure in white clothes there.

Warlock?The members of the Sitianjian were not hostile. Cao Qingyang's eyes flickered, and he said:

"Chun'er, go back to the house."

Cao Chun stopped and looked at his father suspiciously: "Yes."

He didn't seem to see the man in white, and went straight back.

Cao Qingyang cupped his hands and said, "Your Excellency, what is your name?"

The warlock in white looked at him fixedly: "Sun"

Half a quarter of an hour passed, and Cao Qingyang didn't wait for a follow-up.