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Chapter 248 The Royal Family's Secret, Dragon Devouring Bloodline!

Chapter 248 The secret of the royal family, the dragon-eating bloodline!

Author: Fobudu

Chapter 248 The secret of the royal family, the dragon-eating bloodline!

"How much do you know?"

Wei An did not answer Zhu Weiming directly, but asked him a question instead.

Zhu Weiming was silent for a moment and sighed slowly: "After I was promoted to Sword Master, my grandfather took me to this place. That was the first time I heard my grandfather mention that my Zhu family has actually been worshiping gods.

.

I was dubious at first and even looked forward to seeing the gods.

However, when I saw the pool of half-rotten flesh and blood, my whole body became numb, my hair stood on end, my stomach twitched, and I even had nightmares for several days."

Wei An expressed his deep understanding and asked, "Have you ever talked to the gods?"

Zhu Weiming nodded and said: "We talked for a while, but unfortunately the time was short and we didn't talk about anything substantial.

Most of what I know about the gods comes from what the clan chiefs passed down orally and swore not to tell outsiders."

Wei An understood and responded: "My situation is similar to yours. Time is limited and we didn't talk much. God specifically mentioned to me that he is the new god. Do you know what this means?"

Zhu Weiming replied: "The new gods correspond to the old gods. There seems to have been a group of old gods in this world a long time ago, but they have long since disappeared. They may have died, or they may have left this world.

"

This was similar to what Wei An had guessed, and he added: "The gods also mentioned that there are three endings at the end of the martial arts. The first is death, the second is becoming the god's fodder, and the third is not mentioned, do you know?"

"Three endings?"

Zhu Weiming thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "This is the first time I've heard such a statement."

Wei An was stunned for a moment, then thought of something and asked, "Is your grandfather still alive?"

Zhu Weiming nodded and said: "Although grandpa is old, there is no problem in living for another twenty or thirty years."

Wei An understood immediately.

Zhu Weiming's grandfather was not dead yet, so he didn't tell him how to take care of the funeral affairs of his clan members.

It can be seen that Zhu Weiming's grandfather has always been in charge of the Zhu family's worship (feeding) of gods, and Zhu Weiming's hands have not been dirty yet.

Wei An couldn't explain clearly, so he didn't say anything more and planned to leave.

"It's rare for Master to come here once, how many days can we stay here?" Zhu Weiming noticed that Wei An was hesitant to speak and said quickly.

Wei An smiled and declined: "No, I have other things to do."

Zhu Weiming felt deeply sorry, thought for a while, and reminded: "In the month since Shangguan Jinlin disappeared, I got some secret reports that he most likely went to the Divine Capital. There are several members of the royal family in the Divine Capital,

I have a close personal relationship with Shangguan Jinlin. Not to mention, Emperor Tianwu just married his daughter to the Sword King not long ago, so they are close allies."

"Royal family..."

Wei An took a deep breath, feeling that the more he played, the bigger he got. Killing a sword king really shocked the world, so it was reasonable for the royal family to be fearful.

Thinking of this, Wei An pondered for a moment, turned over his hand and took out "Dugu Shenjian", handed it over, and said with a smile: "Thank you very much, Master Zhu, for reminding you, this secret book should be of interest to you."

"Ah this, the inheritance of sword demon!!"

Zhu Weiming was shocked. He didn't expect a secret book of this level. Wei An just gave it away as he said. It was too generous.

Even though he came from a wealthy family and enjoyed all the glory and wealth, he had never been so grand.

"Many, thank you Master!"

Zhu Weiming was in awe, took a deep breath, solemnly took the secret book, and was filled with ecstasy.

With this "Dugu Shenjian", his already proficient swordsmanship will definitely improve, or even reach a higher level.

Almost at the same time, lines of luminous writing flashed across Wei An's eyes.

"What a pity..."

Zhu Weiming, like Xia Jifeng, did not have the courage to transform into a demon, and spent his whole life stuck in the realm of sword master.

"One hundred million wasted!"

Even though Wei An was rich and powerful, he still felt a pain in his body.

This time!

"Master is so generous, Zhu can no longer be stingy."

After Zhu Weiming hesitated for a while, he gritted his teeth, as if he had made an extremely important decision, and said slowly: "Since the master will have a conflict with the royal family sooner or later, Zhu will reveal a secret related to the royal family to you."

Wei An immediately cheered up and listened attentively.

"What the royal bloodline is called is forbidden to be discussed among the people. Even some famous sects and bloodline families don't know much about the royal bloodline. But I, the Zhu family, happen to be half of the royal family, so I know some important information.

"

Zhu Weiming mentioned: "The royal bloodline is actually called the 'Dragon-Eating Bloodline'. It is a tyrannical bloodline that can devour other bloodlines."

"Swallow?!"

Wei An's expression changed and he said in shock: "My dear, wouldn't that mean you are invincible? No matter how strong your bloodline is, as long as you encounter the bloodline of the Devouring Dragon, it will all be devoured."

Zhu Weiming smiled and said: "It's not that scary, because the blood of the Devouring Dragon needs to be devoured through marriage.

For example, an extremely rare and powerful bloodline was born in a certain family. After the royal family learned about it, they would often add that person to the royal family by marrying a wife or recruiting a wife, and then reproduce and give birth to descendants.

, there must be a more powerful bloodline appearing.

Moreover, that powerful bloodline not only retains the characteristics of the Dragon-devouring bloodline, but also possesses certain characteristics of another bloodline. It is a powerful combination and becomes stronger!"

Wei An suddenly realized that this was okay, not so outrageous.

To be honest, at first he thought that people from the royal family could directly devour other bloodlines.

Thinking about it, if the Dragon-Eating Bloodline is as defiant as he imagined, then all other bloodline families will become food for the princes and grandsons. As long as the royal descendants exceed a certain number, for all the bloodline families in the world,

It must be a catastrophe.

"Fortunately, it was through marriage, otherwise my ever-changing bloodline might have been swallowed up." Wei An thought.

Zhu Weiming continued: "What I want to say next is the key point. After generations of marriages, the royal family has continuously cultivated and strengthened the dragon-devouring bloodline, and gradually cultivated the dragon-devouring bloodline to the high level of the royal blood level. That person is the old man.

emperor!

The old emperor is the first high-level emperor bloodline in this world, no, he may be the first in history, and there will be no one after him."

Wei Anxin was distracted, blinked and said: "The old emperor's bloodline has not continued?"

Zhu Weiming nodded and said: "That's the problem. The old emperor's dragon-devouring bloodline seems to have evolved to its peak. No matter which woman he married, among the hundreds of princes, princes, and princesses he gave birth to, none of them were of royal blood.

The level is high and showing a declining trend.

Moreover, the bloodlines of the old emperor's sons, grandsons, and princesses, no matter who they married, and the descendants they gave birth to, have not been further strengthened, and have either remained unchanged or declined.

This is an extremely terrifying phenomenon, which may mean that in a few hundred years, the royal bloodline will decline to the level of king blood."

Wei An clicked his tongue and sighed.

Zhu Weiming also sighed: "In order to change this trend, the old emperor used all means, even unscrupulous. Do you still remember Nalan Xuan, the wife of the Benevolent King?"

Wei An responded: "The benevolent princess who was made into elixir by the old emperor?"

Zhu Weiming nodded and said: "Back then, the reason why the old emperor wanted to marry Nalan Xuan was because he wanted to use Nalan Xuan's special physique to try to give birth to children with stronger blood.

It's a pity that Nalanxuan disobeyed the order, which led to the old emperor's attempt to end in vain, but she was also resented for it, which led to her tragedy."

Wei An blinked and sighed.

I never expected that there would be such an inside story to Nalanxuan's death.

The royal bloodline rules the world.

Everything is for the royal family, everything comes from blood!

Zhu Weiming concluded: "Looking around the world, there are very few people who know that the royal bloodline is declining. I suspect that Emperor Liangwu Dong Zhuo was one of the insiders, which is why he was so arrogant, because he knew that as long as the old emperor died, the royal family would be completely suppressed.

Can’t live with the Eight Kings!”

Wei An understood, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for informing me about this."

Zhu Weiming also cupped his hands and said sincerely: "Master, please take care and see you again when we are destined."

The two parted ways.





The capital of the gods, the residence of Prince Rongjun!

The door to the secret room slowly opened, and an old man with disheveled hair came out. His hair was gray and his face was full of wrinkles. He walked with an unusually steady pace.

The old man used his hands together and pushed his hair back, revealing a weathered face.

If Wei An were here, he would definitely recognize the old man at a glance as the Sword King Shangguan Jinlin who had been missing for a month.

He has changed from a middle-aged man to an old man. The change is so great and the speed of aging is unbelievable.

"Sword King, how do you feel?"

At this time, a strong man wearing an azure long-breasted robe with a top and bottom shirt walked over slowly and said hello with a smile.

"good."

Shangguan Jinlin didn't want to say more, so he quickly changed the subject and asked: "Prince Rongjun, what major events happened in Jianzhou during the month I spent in seclusion for recuperation?"

King Rongjun replied: "The Congxin Sect is finished, and the Taiyi Sect has also failed to recover."

Shangguan Jinlin was not surprised by this, but that was not what he wanted to hear. He didn't care at all whether Congxin Sect and Taiyi Sect were finished.

Prince Rong smiled and then said: "Don't worry, Xu Zhu is a member of the Buddhist sect after all. He did not directly attack your royal city or destroy your palace. He suddenly disappeared after a month of seclusion in the Qin Family's Sword Washing Pond.

He left and his whereabouts are unknown."

Shangguan Jinlin breathed a secret sigh of relief, then gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "This person Xu Zhu must not be left behind."

Prince Rong did not comment and only said: "I did some research about Xu Zhu. His real name is Wei An. I found out that this name appeared in Liangzhou a few years ago. At that time, he was only sixteen years old.

Liangzhou Qianlong Ranking No. 1."

Shangguan Jinlin clenched his fists and asked: "Who did he learn from? What is his family background?"

Prince Rong looked strange, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"have no idea?"

Shangguan Jinlin was stunned for a moment and said in confusion: "Didn't you find out that he is in Liangzhou?"

King Rongjun sighed, spread his hands and said, "It's true that Wei An appeared in Liangzhou, but the amazing thing is that no one knows who he is, no one knows him, and he soon disappeared from the Qianlong List.

Disappeared. The next time the name Wei An appears, it will be on the Liangzhou Bone List."

Shangguan Jinlin was stunned and in disbelief, gritted his teeth and said: "You mean, there are so many people in Liangzhou, but no one knows the true identity of the number one on the Qianlong List?"

"That's it."

King Rongjun couldn't laugh or cry, "Although it sounds nonsense, it is the truth. This Wei An seems to have been hiding his identity, keeping secret, and is extremely mysterious. His appearance in Liangzhou is just like his appearance in Chanzhou

It’s the same situation as before, it suddenly appeared and appeared out of nowhere!”

Shangguan Jinlin's eyes widened and he was panting for a moment.

He was harmed so miserably by Wei An, and as a result, he still hasn't figured out his true identity. Where is the justice?

At this time, Prince Rong's expression became serious and he said, "Oh, by the way, after the emperor lets you out of confinement, go see him immediately."

"Oh, Emperor Tianwu already knows that I have come to the capital of gods?" Shangguan Jinlin's expression changed again.





On March 28, it rained.

It was raining lightly and non-stop.

After Wei An left Lingnan Mountain, he settled in an inn in a small town and spent the night.

In this small town, Wei An carefully inspected it and found that there was no trace of the existence of "gods", so he would not be monitored.

This morning, there was a lingering sound of rain outside the window.

Wei Jingjing calmed down, sorted out the series of actions and gains during this period, and finally made a summary, based on which he formulated future practice plans.

"Now that my body, internal strength, and spirit have all surpassed the first-level peak, what should I do in the future?"

Wei An has long realized that his plug-in simulation system has a limitation that cannot be ignored, which is that it must rely on talents.

Selecting talents to simulate the exercises can lead to corresponding cultivation results.

However, when Wei An breaks the limits of this world step by step, who can simulate a result that surpasses him?

there is none left!

"Right now, it's hard to improve my physical body and internal strength."

"Spiritually, if I can advance to Sword Demon, I can go one step further."

The Sword Demon is transformed from the Sword Saint into a demon.

The process of becoming a demon is actually a kind of spiritual transformation.

"Finally, my bloodline is at the elementary level of king blood, and there is still a lot of room for improvement."

After analyzing this, Wei An quickly understood that he could spend more time on two aspects in the future.

First, find a way to be promoted to a sword demon;

Second, find ways to improve your bloodline as soon as possible.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Wei An frowned and asked, "Who?"

"Sir, is your name Wei An?" The waiter's voice came from outside the door.

Wei An's eyes widened slightly. He was so careful and checked again and again, but he didn't expect to be followed, and he didn't realize that he was being followed.

"In this world, there is indeed a world outside the sky, and there are people outside the world."

The corner of Wei An's mouth curled up and he said calmly: "I am Wei An, who is looking for me?"

The waiter opened the door, holding a letter in his hand, and said with a smile on his face: "Someone has sent a letter, let me deliver it to you."

Wei An nodded, accepted the letter, threw out a piece of rough stone and rewarded it to the waiter, who was overjoyed, nodded and bowed and walked out.

"Stab it!"

Wei An tore open the envelope, opened the paper inside, glanced quickly, and suddenly raised his eyebrows.

The person who sent the letter calls himself "Mr. Shui Jing".

This person wants to make an appointment with Wei An. To show his sincerity, Wei An can arrange the time and place. Just write it down on a piece of paper and give it to the waiter.

"It's interesting. This person doesn't seem to have much malicious intent."

Wei An weighed it up. Mr. Shui Jing could lock his position at any time, so it would be meaningless no matter where he went.

In this case, it can be seen even if it is not seen.

So, he walked out of the room, borrowed a pen from the counter, and wrote on the paper: "Noon, Shilipo."

There is a ten-mile slope to the west of this small town. Wei An happened to pass by there on the way here. Because the place name was quite attractive, he took a few more looks.

The waiter accepted the letter.

[A monkey flew over and took the letter away.]

The simulation results will come out quickly.

"Monkey, fly?!"

Just when Wei An was deep in thought, a white shadow fell from the sky and broke into the inn.

It was a white hairy monkey, with a sharp beak and shrunken cheeks, eyes like flames, and a pair of fleshy wings sprouting from its back, which flapped and flapped, causing everyone to get out of the way in shock.

Chi Chi!

The white flying monkey screamed and pounced on the waiter, grabbed the letter and flew away.

Seeing this scene, Wei An suddenly became interested.

It was noon in a blink of an eye.

Wei An floated down Shilipo.

There are no people living on the slope, but there is an abandoned mountain temple. A few naughty children are playing hide and seek in the ruined temple.

Not long after, a melodious flute sound came.

Wei An turned his head and saw an old man in white riding a donkey backwards at the intersection, walking leisurely.

The old man in white clothes wears a bamboo hat and plays the flute. He is like a reclusive immortal who is not contaminated by the smoke and smoke of the world.

Soon, the donkey stopped in front of the temple.

The old man in white was playing the flute by himself, and when he finished playing the song, he jumped off the donkey's back without haste, took out his pocket, revealed a fairy-like face, and said to Wei An, "I've seen Master Xu Zhu."

, I have admired my name for a long time.”

Wei An returned the gift and said calmly: "Your honor is Mr. Shui Jing?"

"It's just a cheap name, it's not worth mentioning."

The old man in white had a fluttering beard and said with a chuckle: "Just like Master Xu Zhu, you also have many names, don't you? If it hadn't been revealed on the Bone List, I'm afraid the world still wouldn't know what your real name is."

Wei An curled his lips and said, "Sir, did you invite me out just to talk about this?"

"Of course not."

Mr. Shui Jing's smile faded and he continued: "Master defeated the Sword King and indirectly offended the royal family. If nothing else happens, your wanted portrait will be spread throughout Kyushu within a few days. I wonder what Master's plans will be in the future?"

Wei An snorted and laughed, "This is my own trouble. It seems to have nothing to do with sir."

Mr. Shui Jing said seriously: "Emperor Tianwu controls Shenzhou, Daozhou, Danzhou, and Jianzhou. You are no longer popular in these four states, and what you did in Jianzhou is enough to make the eight kings sit on pins and needles and sleepless at night.

Presumably Fuzhou and Bingzhou are also very afraid of you. Then, your only places to go may be Chanzhou and Liangzhou."

Wei An asked back: "So what?"

Mr. Shui Jing twisted his beard and said with a smile: "You have been looking for ways to become stronger, but you have already stayed in Chanzhou and Liangzhou. A good horse will not turn back to eat grass. You probably don't want to go back, right?"

(End of chapter)


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