"Yexiang, hurry up and change it back for me!" Wang Lang looked at Chi Jiu, who was snickering on the side, and felt that he was embarrassed and thrown into his grandmother's house, and once again knew the horror of having little knowledge.

Yexiang turned back into an old appearance, Wang Lang pointed at him and said, "In the future, you are not allowed to change back into your body, and you are not allowed to tell others that it is my mount, I can't afford to lose that person." ”

Ye Xiang felt very aggrieved, raised his head and glanced at Wang Lang, and said in his heart how much people would be willing to give you a mount, so he still looked disgusted. Wang Lang's back tube was very hurt in his heart, Ye Xiang, took a deep breath, turned to look at Chi Jiu, who was watching the joke next to him, and said, "Chi Jiu, time is running out, at the latest in three months, I will leave the Xuanhuang Realm, help me think about it, how will this matter of the Xuanhuang Realm end." ”

"Do you want to ask me about this? Ask about your new mount, he's sure he knows what the wasteworld has in mind. Chi Jiu pointed at Ye Xiang and said with a smile.

Wang Lang touched his forehead, his IQ has decreased significantly recently, and he has made some mentally retarded mistakes one after another, could it be that he got Alzheimer's disease in advance, he muttered to himself.

"Ye Xiang, tell me, how are you going to deal with the Xuanhuang Realm?"

"Master, we have more than a dozen big clans, and the original plan was to use these hundreds of tribes in the south as a springboard to unify the Xuanhuang Realm, and then manipulate the Xuanhuang Realm behind the scenes." Ye Xiang was not angry in his heart, but to Wang Lang, he didn't dare to show the slightest disrespect, and he didn't know what was going on, and now he always felt that he didn't dare to resist Wang Lang at all, as if something was controlled by the other party.

"Also, don't tell me, you have a crush on this land." Wang Lang's eyes pressed into this Yexiang, and he lowered his voice and said slowly.

"Master, legend has it that the Xuanhuang Realm has the blood of Xuanhuang and the entrance of the six paths, the blood of Xuanhuang is the essence blood left by the Supreme Xuanhuang, which can allow a person to get the rules of the Supreme, the Six Paths are the nine supremes of the ancient human race who joined forces to create the supreme weapon, it is rumored that whoever controls the six realms is the master of the Three Realms, and even the Supreme cannot resist." Ye Xiang said cautiously, for fear that Wang Lang would suddenly turn over the old accounts and torture him in some way.

"Xuanhuang's blood?" Wang Lang's face was solemn, because he knew that the invasion of the underworld was also for the blood of Xuanhuang and the six entrances. He has the task of the six realms, and he also has a certain understanding of the six realms, but for the blood of Xuanhuang, he is completely dark.

"Supreme Xuanhuang is the first supreme of the human race, which is older than the nine supreme ages of the ancient human race, and no one may know what era it is." Chi Jiu looked at him and explained, "The essence blood left behind by a Supreme is of great help to comprehend the mysteries of the Supreme in the Half-Venerable Realm. ”

Wang Lang nodded, he had not seen the majesty of the Supreme, even the Half Venerable had never seen one, he speculated in his heart that Feng Yuan or Ji Hongbin might be the Half Venerable, "Then those of us who have not reached the Half Venerable Realm, is the Supreme Essence Blood useful?" ”

"Haha, it's not me talking about you, even if you get the supreme essence blood, you can't master it, because the rules and energy it contains can destroy a realm." Chi Jiu smiled happily, "If you can be promoted to the Half-Esteem Realm, maybe there is still a little hope." ”

Wang Lang shook his head, gave up his plan to find the blood of Xuanhuang, and his eyes were fixed on Ye Xiang again, "Ye Xiang, since you want to get the blood of Xuanhuang and the six realms, how much price are you prepared to pay for this?" ”

"Master, more than a dozen big clans in the Wasteland are only a short-term alliance, and in order to get these two legendary things, they have been laid out for many years, but they have never sent their peak strength. If it weren't for the rebellion of the hundreds of tribes this time, forty-three masters would have been wiped out at one time with the addition of the master. We won't come, after all, legends are legends, and no one has any evidence to prove that these two things are really in the Xuanhuang Realm. ”

"Oh, you mean, no one is sure that there are really these two things in the Xuanhuang Realm yet?"

Yexiang nodded yes.

"In this way, the Wasteland will not lose too much for this non-existent thing."

Ye Xiang nodded, but blood was dripping from his heart. This time, their Nighthawk Clan suffered the greatest loss, and the ancestors of the Heaven Breaking Realm were all captured as mounts. From now on, the Nighthawk Clan's position in the Wasteland will definitely plummet. On the other hand, the loss of the Red Fire Dragon is not small, and the fall of a Dao Realm peak and a Heaven Realm peak master is definitely not worth the loss.

After understanding this, Wang Lang put aside his worries about the wasteland for the time being. There was one more important thing he had forgotten, which was to send the embodied battle flag to his subordinates. It's about their growth and can't be sloppy.

Six hours later, he appeared in the capital of Reims, a city rebuilt from the ruins, still crude, but with confidence and hope for the future on all faces. This, he didn't see at all in the tribes of Yunmeng, Lut did have the appearance of an emperor.

The last time I saw Rutte, the young emperor was dressed in rough clothes, inspecting the cultivation of the land. And this time, when I saw him, he was still dressed in rough clothes, and he was followed by several guards, inspecting the reconstruction of the streets of the houses in the city.

"Haha, Root, do you know what I see in you?" Wang Lang suddenly appeared beside Root, patted him on the shoulder and smiled.

"Do you see the appearance of the Ming King, do you think that Lance has the hope of revival under my wise leadership?" Rutt laughed.

"No, I see that you are not only proficient in farming, but also very good at construction, I think if you don't become an emperor one day, you won't starve to death with this ability." Wang Lang shook his finger and said very seriously.

"Are you complimenting? I'll just take it as a compliment and take it calmly. Root was very bold in handing over these things to his subordinates, and pulled Wang Lang into his old simple score.

"Anyway, what's the matter with me coming this time, do you think I'm developing too slowly, and you sent me some supplies."

"I don't have supplies, but I can give you something good!" After that, Wang Lang directly exchanged a brilliant battle flag from the system and handed the flagpole to Lute.

"A flag?" Rute looked at Wang Lang with questions on his face.

"This is no ordinary flag." Wang Lang handed Lut a small note with a spell to open the glorious battle flag, "Recite it and try it." ”

After reciting the awkward incantation, Root's mechanical looked left and right, and saw that nothing had changed. Turning his inquiring gaze to Wang Lang again.

"Put your exercises to a try." Wang Lang nodded and said with a smile.

After one lap of exercises, Rout noticed the difference, and the movement of True Qi was ten times faster than before.

Lut knew that Wang Lang had an ability that could increase the cultivation speed of the people around him by dozens of times, and at this time, he said excitedly, "Wang Lang, does this flag have your ability?" ”

"Yes. It allows you to cultivate at ten times the speed of the past. Wang Lang nodded.

(End of chapter)