Four hundred and fiftieth chapters descendants of the royal family
In the outside world, the world of cultivating immortals in the Eastern Region experienced a crazy day.
Most of them came from the Xiuxian Dynasty and suffered the most violent attacks.
Some sects relied on their own knowledge to successfully withstand the attacks of their deceased ancestors.
But there are still some who are not so lucky. Many contemporary leaders died overnight and their power was reoccupied by the deceased.
At noon the next day, these returning dead disappeared again, and together with the sects controlled by them, they disappeared into the Eastern Immortal Cultivation World.
This group of horrific attackers came and went even faster, leaving only a place of panic.
The fantasy land of Hades, Fengdu City.
Jiang Li poured a basin of ice water mixed with thousand-year-old ice fragments on top of Academician Meng Gu.
Let the old man wake up with a jolt.
This made Jiang Li even more wary of him. Being able to wake up by relying on this physical method showed that this person's injury was not as serious as imagined.
"Young man, you should be more gentle to the elderly."
Academician Meng Gu has a habit of relying on his elders. As a powerful man who is a superior minister, no matter where he goes, all he sees is groveling. He has never been treated like this.
He wanted to get up, but found that he was wrapped with a black chain and two shackles on his wrists.
As long as there is a slight movement, the chain will be illuminated by runes of spiritual power, suppressing and binding his power.
"The damaged immortal artifacts from ancient times are unfortunately almost beyond repair. I also have two similar collections. If Your Excellency, the Lord of Fengdu City, is interested, I can reluctantly part with them."
As a well-informed bachelor, he could see the details of Prisoner Dragon Lock at a glance.
But at their level, this kind of thing can no longer be considered rare.
Moreover, the Earth Immortal is the Earth Immortal. The Dragon Prison Lock, which used to restrict the Divine Transformation Monk from exerting any power, could only suppress about 70% of his power when placed on this one.
This is under the premise that the opponent is seriously injured.
If it were in its heyday, it might be impossible to trap the opponent at all.
"Your Excellency is old and disrespectful. You want to take away my acting city lord when you come up. Do you think that Fengdu City is weak and can be bullied?"
"Senior did this and I didn't kill you directly while you were unconscious. You should thank me for my kindness."
"Now, senior, it's best to explain how you found the location of Fengdu City?"
Jiang Li held the oral spear in his hand, pointing it at the opponent's heart without concealing it.
As long as this lecherous old guy has the intention to resist, just give him a hard beating.
The spear with the mouthparts of the Black Mosquito with Broken Wings can pierce through his black scale armor in one stroke. Even the body of an Earth Immortal cannot stop it.
If this thing pricked me in the heart, I believe even an Earth Immortal wouldn't be able to withstand it for long.
"Ahem, it turns out that this is how it is, little friend City Lord and this girl, you have misunderstood me."
"First of all, I was able to find this ghost town because of a magic weapon that my dead junior had on me. After using it once, the magic weapon has been damaged, so you don't have to worry."
"Besides, when I saw this girl, I was too excited and lost my etiquette. I will apologize to you first."
"But that's not because of the girl's beauty, but because the girl is the queen of my old friend."
"May I ask, is the girl's surname Qin?"
The bachelor's temper improved significantly after he was injured. He still had some strength left, but he did not resist directly.
He moved his body a few times and found a comfortable stone nearby to lean on. He looked a little careless towards Jiang Li and the thirteen ghost kings surrounding him.
Then he said Qin Shuman's last name in a nostalgic tone.
"Old guy, fortune telling by charlatans is not uncommon in the world of immortality. What does it mean to know a surname?"
Jiang Li confirmed the other party's guess in another way.
"Sure enough, your surname is Qin, then there is nothing wrong with it."
"My dear friend City Lord, do you know what the writing brush hidden in your sleeve is made of?"
Academician Meng Gu looked at Jiang Li's sleeves. When he was unconscious just now, everything on his body had naturally been searched.
This was an honest seizure. What does hiding mean?
But Jiang Li did not answer the bachelor's words. Instead, he calmly walked to the old man's side, raised his foot and kicked the stone that the old man was leaning against.
On the broken stone, you can see that there is a half-written word in blood on it.
Apparently it was the bachelor who wrote it silently with his frayed fingers behind his hands.
He was trying to divert Jiang Li's attention with his mouth, but he was doing this little trick behind his back.
After roughly putting together the pieces of blood-stained stones, it can be seen that it should be the unfinished word "Jie".
The magical power of Mohen Academy does not necessarily have to be written down with a pen.
If you write with your own essence and blood, the power will be even higher.
If this interpretation is formed, he can get rid of the chains on his body.
By then, it is not certain whether an injured Earth Immortal will be as easy to talk to as he is now.
"Master Meng Gu, I suggest you speak directly if you have something to say, and don't engage in such petty actions again."
"In the future, I'm afraid you will have to use your feet to write with a pen."
Jiang Li tightened the prison dragon lock even more and tied the old man's hands in front of him, preventing him from doing any more tricks.
Then he took out the brush and after cleaning the ink on the tip, he found that the tip of the brush was still dark, each hair was straight and tough, and the fracture was a regular circle.
"This seems to be human hair."
Jiang Li studied the brush, and the old man who had his thoughts revealed sighed, and then continued to explain.
"That writing brush was the last gift given by Prince Ning to Mohen Academy. Please, I and others will take care of his descendants."
"The brush tip is made of the prince's hair."
The old man sighed, seeming to recall something long ago.
"Prince Ning? What do you mean?"
"That's right, he was a powerful prince from the Immortal Cultivation Dynasty back then."
"My little friends must know by now that a bloody storm started during the Heart Cultivation Festival. And this disaster was caused by another prince of the Immortal Cultivation Dynasty, the Blood Prince."
"But Prince Ning is more peace-loving and has always been on good terms with the Imperial College, the predecessor of our Moheng Academy."
The bachelor told lies that were both true and false, trying to deceive Jiang Li.
It's a pity that Jiang Li has never heard of Prince Ning.
He didn't even care about the previous kings of the Immortal Cultivation Dynasty, let alone several princes.
Successful kings and defeated bandits were a group of old antiques that were swept into the garbage heap. He never thought there was a need to study them.
That is to say, those blood kings, through some unknown means, made a comeback from the City of Vain Death and got entangled with the Wantu Sect. It was really annoying.
But what happened to Prince Ning? According to this old guy, the origin of the female ghost Qin Shuman is probably quite extraordinary.
"My little friend, take out a hair from the brush and put it in the palm of your hand. Let's see what kind of reaction there is."
Bachelor Meng Gu had done this once before.
Jiang Li pulled off a few hair strands as he was told, but instead of putting them in his hands, he conjured up a wooden table and placed it on it.
Sure enough, just like before, the hair reacted immediately, like a wire attracted by a magnet, and flew towards Qin Shuman who was standing not far away.
"At this time, the blood draws together! This lady, she is of the blood of Prince Ning! The orthodox descendant of the Immortal Cultivation Dynasty back then!"
"Now the Blood King appears and brings trouble to the Eastern Region."
"That blood prince once launched a terrible rebellion at the end of the dynasty!"
"Now that he has reappeared in the world, he must want to restart the dynasty era and enslave the entire world of immortality."
"Once he opens the Afang Dragon Vein and gets the treasure of the Qin Dynasty to protect the country! The entire Eastern Region will be in turmoil!"
The more Grand Scholar Meng Gu spoke, the more excited he became, and his eyes revealed a strong light of mission, as if he was carrying the vast number of sentient beings in the Eastern Immortal Cultivation World on his shoulders.
"That would be an unprecedented disaster!"
"And Miss Qin is the queen of Prince Ning, the real daughter of the princess. She is also qualified to open the Afang Underground Palace."
"Only she can save the current world of immortal cultivation in the Eastern Region!"
"Although I am old and don't have long to live, please let me assist the princess and return to the Afang Underground Palace to avoid this monstrous war disaster!!"
The great scholar Meng Gu even started to grab the ground with his head as he spoke, making such a grand salute to the female ghost Qin Shuman.
If you were a fledgling young hero, you would be infected by his bold words and righteous words.
They will only rush to untie each other's shackles, and then work together for a great cause for the rest of their lives.
As expected of an old man who has been a teacher for thousands of years, he has a strong grasp of people's hearts and is also good at telling stories. He can easily arouse the desires of others when he opens his mouth like a lotus flower.
On the one hand, it is the honor, mission, and sense of responsibility to save the people of the Eastern Region.
On the one hand, there is the Afang Dragon Vein, the national treasure of the Qin Dynasty’s Immortal Cultivating Dynasty!
According to his thinking, as long as Jiang Li agrees, it will be fine, he will do a great deed to save the world, and he will also get the most valuable treasure in the Eastern Region.
It seems that power, beauty, wealth and strength are all at your fingertips.
But Jiang Li curled his lips and sneered at the old guy's words.
Isn't this an enhanced version of asking for a child with a lot of money? How can there be such a good thing!
Bachelor Meng Gu, 90% of what he said may be true.
But Jiang Li only didn't believe in this old guy's character at all.
At that time, when he attacked Qin Shuman, he didn't know about the Blood King.
The first move is either "photography" or "acquisition". How can there be any meaning of taking care of the old friend?
That way, he clearly wanted to control Qin Shuman himself, and use her as the key to obtain the dragon veins and relics of the Qin Dynasty!
Why did Prince Ning entrust his hair and descendants to their Mohen Academy?
It is more likely that they killed King Ning and cut off his hair to make a writing brush.
Otherwise, how could the descendants of King Ning live in remote Dazhong Mountains?
Nine times out of ten, it's not to avoid these "sincere" powerful monks.
Jiang Li covered his head and carefully recalled the history of the Xiuxian Dynasty that he knew.
He knew what level of good dragon veins were. With the size of the Immortal Cultivating Dynasty at that time, cultivating a dragon vein would most likely not be a problem.
But there has never been any news about the so-called important national treasure.
Did this old man just make it up casually?
No, it's very possible that it's true.
When Jiang Li got the City God's Ghost Head Sword, he had some knowledge of that huge dynasty.
There is one thing that is weird.
It is said that a country cannot live without a king for a day, but in the last thirty years of the Immortal Cultivating Dynasty, it was strange that there was no king.
It was also at that time that the Blood King rebelled.
This is a bit interesting. There is obviously no king. As a prince, who can the Blood Prince rebel against?
What was the reason that caused the dynasty to fall apart without a new king in thirty years?
Looking at the current structure of the world of immortality, it is actually easy to get the answer.
Only those who are crowned by the Afang dragon vein can become a king, and the important treasure of protecting the country can only be used by the king.
But at that time, the major immortal cultivating forces in the dynasty, which were already the last to be defeated, had been blocking the new king's accession to the throne because they were afraid of the power of that important treasure.
As a result, there was no new owner for the last thirty years of the dynasty.
This will make it easier for them to carve up that huge dynasty.
Through various means, they finally divided and ate the Qin Dynasty. After breaking up and reorganizing, they finally had the Eastern Immortal Cultivation World and the Si Shen Temple.
And the Blood King, who was dubbed the rebel, probably really wanted to save the dynasty and Qingjun.
It's just that the Blood King failed in the end. The winner was the king and the loser was the bandit, so he became that bandit.
Of course, Jiang Li didn't think the Blood King was a good person.
As a beneficiary of history, Jiang Li's point of view is that it is naturally an evil dynastic system that excessively squeezed the interests of immortal cultivators.
Their overthrow is an inevitable process of history, and it is the redemption of the great immortal cultivators...
Ahem, no matter how much water was mixed into the words of Grand Scholar Meng Gu, he did arouse Jiang Li's interest.
According to him, it was a treasure that could subvert everything.
If the Blood King, or one of the many princes, had succeeded to the throne and regained control of that treasure, at least the dynasty would have been able to live for another thousand years.
Even if it is obtained by the Blood King now, it may really overturn the current pattern of cultivating immortals in the Eastern Region.
If such a treasure falls into the hands of others, Jiang Li will have trouble sleeping and eating. It seems that he really has no choice but to go through the muddy water.
However, time has passed and things have changed. Now the only two known heirs of the royal family have turned into ghosts. I wonder if ghosts can be crowned kings?
"Shuman, do you still remember what happened during your lifetime?"
Jiang Li only knew that this silly girl was deceived by a scholar during her lifetime.
Yearning for love, she secretly eloped behind her family's back. Then the scholar took her out of the house and sold her directly to Qitu Town, where she was then made into a clay statue and became the God of Fortune.
As for his past life, I have never asked him in detail.
When asked now, Qin Shuman shook his head. She had been dead for too long and had no cultivation skills during her lifetime, so she couldn't remember many things at all.
If he had known such a result, Jiang Li would not be disappointed.
He reached out and pinched the tip of the brush, and with the Grand Scholar's shocked and distressed expression, he forcefully plucked out all the hair on it.
Even if this brush magic weapon is useless.
This writing brush is not big. I roughly counted the number of hairs on it, plus the few hairs they pulled off before, there are 999 hairs in total.
The quantity is a little less, but it is still enough.
In exchange for a stubborn hermit cultivator, he handed the hair in his hand to him, and then gave instructions.
"With Qitu Ghost Town as the center, search all human gathering places within a radius of 5,000 miles."
"With the Qin surname as the focus of the investigation, no matter whether they are from a cultivating family or ordinary mortals, try this hair on everyone."
"Anyone with abnormal hair movement should be taken back immediately."
The first sentence, the second sentence will break your legs.
Even if it is purely about finding a needle in a haystack, Jiang Li's words will cause tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of manpower to be moved by it.
Coupled with the cooperation of more and more little demons everywhere, it is not too difficult to spend some time on such a large-scale investigation.
After explaining these things, he looked at the old man on the ground again.
"Master Meng Gu is a scholar of heaven and earth. I wonder if you can tell the younger generation the story of the Afang Dragon Vein?"
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In the world of cultivating immortals in the Eastern Region, waves are rising again and again.
On the other side of the distant sea, the heroes of the expedition have also arrived at another brand-new continent.
The land occupied by the human-eating demon clan is Heniu Prefecture, one of the nine prefectures in the world!