Fang Xiu rode the bad horse all the way along the river, and he didn't control the old horse's progress, so he walked all the way along the riverbank, carrying a pot of wine, half-drunk and half-awake admiring the majesty of the river.

Just now, after Fang Xiu invested in the locked dragon well, some of the dragon qi that overflowed also fell into Fang Xiu's hands, and this dragon qi was dark yellow, which was transformed by the essence and blood of those dragons.

Fang Xiu was thus integrated into his own wine pot, and after this pot of spirit wine was integrated into this dragon qi, it suddenly changed, becoming extremely fierce, and it was like a steaming flame surging all over the body, burning the blood veins dry.

If ordinary people take a sip, I am afraid that they will really be burned to ashes by the dragon qi, this is the dragon qi that caused chaos in the world at the beginning, and turned thousands of miles into a few evil dragons in Zeguo, each of which is the parent of the dragon mother, if you drink it without dying, you can have a trace of dragon veins and prolong life.

If the monk drinks it, he will be able to increase his cultivation.

However, even for a powerful monk like Fang Xiu, drinking this wine felt too strong, taking a sip at a time, he didn't dare to drink it, and he felt like his whole body was burning like a flame after drinking too much.

Fang Xiu's throwing the Nine Dragons Emperor Seal into the Locked Dragon Well had also been planned a long time ago.

The key to breaking through from the third order to the fourth order is the fusion of the divine soul and the body, and when it comes to the fourth-order magic weapon, it is also average.

It is the fusion of the spirit and the embryo body of the magic weapon, and as a result, the magic weapon is no longer a simple dead thing, but a real creature little by little, although it is not a congenital creature, it can also be regarded as a special creature created after tomorrow.

And Fang Xiu deduced from observing the former Xuanyuan Kingdom Divine Corpse and the characteristics on Kun's body that the key to fusing the divine soul and the body should be an external force.

For cultivators, although there are thousands of external forces that affect their strength, the biggest of them is nothing more than the power of aura, blood, and incense.

Fang Xiu transformed the eye of the earth under the locked dragon well into an eye of aura convergence within a thousand miles, so that the Nine Dragons Emperor Seal was immersed in the surging aura, and saw if he could promote the fusion of the dragon spirit and seal of the Nine Dragons Emperor Seal.

And in addition to the first attempt of aura, Fang Xiu was ready to make the next attempt, which was naturally the power of that incense.

At this moment, the old horse under Fang Xiu's crotch couldn't run anymore, he looked out of breath, and his nostrils were spraying white.

"Horses, horses, this time it depends on whether you have that blessing!" Fang Xiu glanced down at this old horse, when Fang Xiu fell into the realm of mountains and seas, he saw it in the forest, this is a horse, it was scattered into the wilderness because of the war.

Fang Xiu unveiled the wine jug, and raced the spirit wine that was infused with dragon qi into the old horse's mouth, this horse was very psychic, as if he knew that Fang Xiu's wine jug was a rare good thing, and he couldn't wait to open his mouth and let out a neigh.

After Fang Xiu poured a sip of spiritual wine from this horse, he immediately saw that this horse's whole body was stirred, and the hair on his body was like the wind blowing through a wheat field, and it let out a brisk neigh, and the old horse's declining qi and blood rose in an instant.

"Good, good!" Fang Xiu laughed, holding the wine jug in one hand and kicking the horse's stomach.

"Hurry up, horses, run!" Fang Xiu then pulled the reins, and the horse galloped like a fly, as if it were a thousand-mile dragon horse in an instant.

Running all the way, the boiling qi and blood continued to merge into the dragon qi in the spirit wine, and the horse really turned into a dragon foal little by little, and even the hair turned into blood red little by little, galloping on the road like a flame.

Fang Xiu found it even more interesting, every time he stopped, he fed the horse, and the horse galloped all the way, the more he ran, the more strange he became, and the more he ran, the more energetic he became.

At this time, on the banks of the river, hundreds of scholars dressed in light-colored clothes gathered, pouring buckets of sacrifices into the surging waves, hundreds of scholars with desolate and bitter faces, chanting sacrifices on the banks of the river, their voices full of sorrow and panic.

Last month, the last generation of the orthodox Huan King of Dahuan committed suicide in the city, and the tenth generation of the master of Xundu Xuegong was unwilling to recognize the new Huan King of Panguo, and angrily reprimanded King Huan and Panguo Gong in front of the main hall of Huanwang Palace, and died in the palace.

The tenth generation of the master died on the main hall, the blood stained the steps red, and the preacher jade slip from the master's robe, turned into a ray of light and rushed out of the Xundu Palace, even if the witch sacrifice Xuanyuan clan of the Pan country could not stop it.

The preacher finally fell into the river and was never to be found.

The country of Pan sent a large army to search the area of the river, and some of the witch tribes of the country of Pan, the major cultivation sects, and the water god river lord in the tributaries of the river searched everywhere, and the big rivers up and down the land of Wangji turned upside down.

People from various schools in the Xundu Academy Palace hurried from thousands of miles away, but there was no trace of the preacher Yujian.

Among the many schools of the Academy, the sons of the Zhuang School, the Commentator School, the Peasant School and the Moral School came to the banks of the river in person, wanting to retrieve the preaching jade slip, get the preaching things left by the Fengsheng, and become the new leader of Wendao.

But looking at the waves of the big river, I could only leave in the end.

The fetish is defiled and concealed.

And the fact that the preacher Jade Jane is missing is that the Xundu School Palace has lost its inheritance, and the tenth Xundu School Palace Master is the last Master of the Xundu School Palace.

The Xundu School Palace, which has been established for hundreds of years, is closed without a master, and many of the students and disciples who studied in the school palace have all dispersed, or scattered to various places, set up their own doors or joined other schools.

Since then, the Xundu Academy, which originally bound and constrained all factions in the world's school palace, has declined, and the original schools of the school palace have broken free from the shackles and become more prosperous.

The world was shocked when the master of Xundu Xuegong died in the palace of King Huan, and Shaoguo and Gao Guo used this evil behavior to criticize Panguo and reprimand Panguo's evil deeds and pseudo-royal status.

took the opportunity to gather the disciples of the world's school palace, and even more wanted to collect the temples of literature and Shinto forces in the Xundu School Palace all over the world.

At this moment, the people who are worshipping on the bank of the big river are the disciples and sages who were left behind in the original Xundu School Palace, kneeling down on the bank of the river one by one, holding high the jade slip and singing the sacrificial text, praising the deeds of the tenth generation of Xundu masters, and the sacrificial text is full of tragedy and anger.

"The building is about to fall, and we have no power to return to the sky!" A young man in a white robe from the Dahuan royal family looked extremely angry at this moment.

"Pathetic!"

"Don't go, don't go! The school palace has been inherited for more than 200 years, and I can't imagine that it will decline and disperse once!" An old man seemed disheartened, after the death of the master and the loss of the preacher Yujian, many schools have turned away from the Xundu School Palace, and no longer have their hearts to the situation of the school palace, which makes him angry and powerless.

"Since then, there has been no Xundu Xue Gong Master!" another middle-aged scholar crawled on the ground, crying.

The sun sets and the sun sets.

The red of the twilight dyed all over the surface of the river, and the earth turned into a blood-colored color, just like the wolf smoke everywhere in the Central Plains at this moment.

And at this moment, a ray of light rose to the sky, gushing out from the great river, like a pillar of light shining through the heavens and the earth, and the sound of reading aloud and the mantra of the Great Dao appeared in it, as if the voice of the saint could be heard.

"That's?" the Xundu student who was prostrate on the ground raised his head and looked at the light rising from the river in disbelief, as if he saw a sun rising.