"Yes, the talent and power are indeed impressive." Mr. Wu Yun nodded in approval.
The blood descendant of the previous dynasty who intended to overthrow the Zhao Dynasty turned to the demonic path. Now he has become the true form of the demonic path and has reached the twelfth level of the demonic path.
It is even stronger than the projection of Mr. Wuyun placed by City Lord Zhang in Tianshu Hall.
Practitioners of the demonic path in Middle-earth are also rare.
There are very few people like Long Te who can reach the twelfth level of the Demonic Path. They are already among the top masters of the Demonic Path in China today.
But now he was standing in front of Mr. Wuyun, his tone was modest, and his expression was neither humble nor arrogant.
Long Te did not show any slightness or neglect because Mr. Wuyun in front of him seemed to have lower cultivation than him.
"The pressure of survival makes Mr. Wu Yun laugh." Long Te replied.
Mr. Wu Yun looked at the other party: "You overthrew the Zhao family dynasty in order to rebuild your Long family dynasty, but you need to know that under the rule of Chang'an, all living beings in the world have only one master, and that is my majesty."
Long Te looked calm and nodded: "I understand, but I have also heard that under the rule of Chang'an, there are local supervisors. As long as they abide by the rules and orders issued by Chang'an City, they actually have considerable autonomy."
In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun smiled slightly.
It is not surprising that the other party knows the relevant information.
Everyone who has established a foothold in Chang'an City in China has never hesitated to publicize the benefits of Chang'an in order to unite people's hearts.
Long Te came from China and had been to Jiangdong Road and Wanghai City of the Zhao Dynasty, so he would naturally have heard about it.
"Yes, there are rules, but not everyone can occupy their position."
Mr. Wu Yun said in an understatement: "Only those who have merit will live in this place."
Everyone is scrambling to make meritorious deeds, but those who can do it alone are in the minority.
Longteng nodded: "Since Chang'an does have this fear, I am confident that I can make great contributions to Chang'an and seek a place. Please take care of me, Your Majesty and Sir."
He is a master of the third level of the true body of the devil, which is also the twelfth level of the devil's practice.
At present, there are few people in Chang'an city who can compare with it.
From the perspective of China-Earth, where there are so many masters, it also has its own name.
What's more, although his real age is not as young as his appearance, he is actually not very old either.
In the future, there may not be opportunities to reach a higher level.
"Since you are determined to do so, it's okay."
Mr. Wu Yun spoke calmly, but looked directly at Long Te: "But the ugly words are in front of us. If you secretly plot evil, the Long family will completely disappear from this world."
Long Te looked calm: "Sir, please rest assured, we just hope to overthrow the Zhao family and are willing to work for Chang'an."
Although the old man in black in front of him seemed to be no match for his level of strength, Long Te was convinced that the other man was not being alarmist.
Zhongyue Temple Huijue.
Yansheng Mansion Lu Xian.
Chu Chaowen, the Southern Sect of Shushan.
These are all Twelfth Realm masters at the same level as him, and they belong to the core and senior backbones of their respective sects.
As a result, three masters of the twelfth realm fell into Chang'an City together without even making waves.
And they didn't fall one after another, but three of them together.
This naturally convinced Long Te that if he had other ideas, Chang'an would definitely take care of them without any difficulty.
Now there are rumors that Chang'an is related to the legendary Twelve Yamas of the past.
This made Longte even more concerned.
Back then, the survivors of the Long family tried to contact the Twelve Yamas to take action against the Zhao family.
But the other party ignored it.
Now, the opponent has made a comeback, and the first stop of landing in China is blocked by the Zhao Dynasty.
Now that the Long family is going with the flow, they may have a chance to clean up the Zhao family.
"very good."
Mr. Wu Yun nodded: "What you said today, the entire Long family must always remember."
"The Long family dare not forget." Long Te saluted and felt a little relieved.
Little did he know that in the Daming Palace, a certain city lord also breathed a sigh of relief.
To complete the construction task, you need to surrender a dynasty.
If the Zhao Dynasty that is just around the corner refuses to surrender, or if the system fails to pass, Zhang Dongyun will have to consider finding another way.
For example, kill Emperor Jing Zhao Shuo, destroy the Zhao Dynasty, and then rebuild the Long Dynasty on this basis.
I wonder if such a restored dynasty can be judged by the system if it surrenders to Chang'an?
According to the consistent virtue of the system, Zhang Dongyun deeply doubted that the mission statement specifically stated that it was to surrender an dynasty, and the key point was the word "emperor".
In other words, the dynasty led by a martial arts emperor surrendered to Chang'an.
A warrior in the tenth realm can actually be called a Martial Emperor.
It's just like how the Jade Dynasty suppressed others to the point where they could only call themselves dynasties. Facing powerful men of higher realms, generally the Martial Emperors in the tenth and eleventh realms would not dare to be proud.
From this perspective, the system mission statement is ambiguous.
Considering this problem, Zhang Dongyun is ready to make a few more songs to be prepared.
Long Te and the Long family are one of them.
After the other party resigned, Zhang Dongyun was not in a hurry to practice martial arts by himself, but shifted his attention to another place in Chang'an City.
There, there seemed to be a silent roar coming out, which was shocking.
But Zhang Dongyun completely blocked the terrifying aura, making it difficult for other people in the city to detect it.
Soon, a tall man walked into the main hall of Daming Palace: "Boss!"
The visitor was none other than Ao Kong, the "Ape Dragon King" who had been in seclusion previously.
He finally came out of isolation today.
Zhang Dongyun knew without looking that the opponent's strength continued to recover, and he was even better than before the retreat. He had successfully yoked the second realm of the real body of the devil in the palace, the realm of asking the mind.
When he captured the Golden-winged Dapeng previously, Zhang Dongyun used talismans and spent system guardian experience points to help Ao Kong rise to this level.
But now, it is Aokong himself who is making real progress in rebuilding.
Although he is currently at a lower level than Long Te, who just left, there is still a question mark over who will win when the two sides fight.
In particular, Zhang Dongyun realized that Ao Kong's release from seclusion this time was not only an improvement over his previous state, but also a new breakthrough in his powerful magic skills.
Ao Kong didn't mind Zhang Dongyun blocking his breath.
If he really wanted to, he planned to thank his elder brother.
For him, recultivating to the eleventh realm of the demonic path is not a very glorious thing.
Even, there is a bit of shame.
After all, he didn't voluntarily rebuild it and do it all over again.
"Congratulations." Zhang Dongyun said.
Hearing this, Aokong grinned: "Brother has really good eyesight, have you noticed it already?"
Of course he would not be surprised that Zhang Dongyun could see that his realm had improved.
From the perspective of both parties, the boss would not congratulate him specifically for such a trivial matter.
Zhang Dongyun said "congratulations", referring to the new progress in Ao Kong's magic power.
This is also something Ao Kong cares about.
"For your touch, I also have a gift for you."
Zhang Dongyun waved his hand gently.
Soon, a girl walked into the hall holding a small bottle.
"Ying'er?"
Ao Kong was even more happy to see his daughter.
However, his eyes quickly flashed slightly: "Hmm... Ying'er, have you started to practice the second kind of demon blood? It seems that the results have been achieved, and the cultivation level has been raised to the level of disintegrating clones."
"Thanks to your past teachings and uncle's guidance."
Ao Ying said.
She was also in seclusion before, and she came out a little earlier than Ao Kong.
Both father and daughter's retreats have yielded results. In addition to Ao Kong, Ao Ying also successfully reached the ninth realm of the devil's path, the realm of disintegration.
Next, she will also start to prepare for cultivating the true form of the devil.
Aokong's nose twitched twice, and his eyes fell on the vial in Ao Ying's hand: "Is it a mirage?"
"It is the demon blood of a Phantom King."
Ao Ying smiled and said: "This is specially prepared for you by my uncle."
Ao Kong nodded: "Thank you, boss."
Zhang Dongyun said: "You have just come out of seclusion this time. Judging from your appearance, you can take it easy for the time being."
"It won't take long." Ao Kong smiled.
"That's just right. During this time, you should go out and do some errands." Zhang Dongyun said.
"What's your plan, boss?" Ao Kong pointed his finger, and all the demon blood in the vial disappeared.
He wouldn't refine it immediately, he would just store it away and arrange it later.
After Ao Ying retreated, Zhang Dongyun ordered: "Meet the eighth sister and the twelfth sister, and go to Shu Mountain together."
Ao Kong was a little surprised: "Shu Mountain? South or north?"
"Go both, kill one and keep the other."
Shen Herong appeared in the main hall at this time and briefly introduced the previous situation to Ao Kong.
When Ao Kong heard this, his eyes widened: "Brother Qi has lost his memory?"
"It's just speculation now." Shen and Rong Yan said, "We are going to investigate this matter."
Ao Kong nodded without hesitation: "Okay, count me in."
"After defeating the Southern Sect of Shushan, let's see how the Northern Sect Gupu reacts." Zhang Dongyun said.
Shen Herong and Ao Kong nodded together: "Don't worry, brother."
After the two said goodbye to Zhang Dongyun, they left the Daming Palace. Shen Herong smiled and said, "It's just a pity that Brother Eleven has just come out of seclusion and hasn't had time to chat more with Ying'er."
When Ao Kong heard this, his eyes rolled slightly: "If you don't mind pretending to be a child again, I will take Ying'er with me."
As a result, the scene changed to Mr. Long taking Ao Ying and Ming Yixue on a trip together.
When Zhang Dongyun saw him in Daming Palace, he couldn't help but shake his head in amusement.
After getting the talisman, Shen Herong began to use the Blue Sky Eye less and less.
Zhang Dongyun used the three people's talismans to watch them cross the deserted sea and arrive in Middle-earth, and then cross Middle-earth, heading to the easternmost part of Middle-earth, to the Shu Mountain in the southwest of Middle-earth.
Before approaching Shu Mountain, Chu Yaoguang came to join them.
Shen Herong hid his whereabouts and sent a letter to Shushan Beizong.
Then, the group turned around and headed south, heading to the Southern Sect of Shushan Mountain.
Unlike the sword energy of the North Peak Protector that was destroyed by the Tianwu Sword, the sword energy of the South Peak Protector still exists.
When Chu Yaoguang saw this, his expression did not change, he just raised the knife in his hand high.