The Great Sikong, the Second Sikong, and the nearly 100 disciples of the Xuanjing Sect all gathered in a courtyard in the mansion. The battle outside didn't have much impact on them.

Just now, all the disciples of the Xuanjing Sect saw Zhang Ruochen show his might, and with his own strength, he slashed the holy weapons of the three elders of the Blood Dragon Palace.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen appeared in front of them, and naturally ushered in countless pairs of reverent eyes.

In the Kunlun realm, as long as they are strong, no matter where they are, they can be respected and worshipped, not to mention, Zhang Ruochen also saved their lives.

Zhang Ruochen's gaze emitted a faint holy light, and he glanced at everyone.

He found that these disciples of the Xuanjing Sect were all young talents with certain qualifications, not top-notch, but they could be regarded as middle-class and upper-class talents.

There are a few of them, and they even have a lot of potential, and if they are carefully cultivated, they may be able to soar to the sky.

If they can be subdued and cultivated, they can become Zhang Ruochen's descendants.

Zhang Ruochen stood in front of them and said straight to the point: "Just tonight, the Blood Dragon Palace should be destroyed, from now on, you will regain your freedom, and you will no longer have to worry about the future." ”

Hearing this, those disciples of the Xuanjing Sect were all quite excited and cried with joy.

In one day, after experiencing two ups and downs in life, some of these young disciples, unable to control their emotions, knelt down on one knee and bowed to Zhang Ruochen.

"Thank you seniors for avenging the Xuanjing Sect, the kindness of the seniors, we are unforgettable. ”

"The infamous Blood Dragon Hall has finally received its due retribution. ”

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Even though Zhang Ruochen's appearance was very young, those disciples of the Xuanjing Sect still firmly believed that he must be an older half-saint, and it was only because of his profound cultivation that he could slow down his aging and maintain a youthful face.

That's why they call Zhang Ruochen "senior".

Zhang Ruochen didn't explain, and said: "Now, you have two choices. First, you can leave the black market now and embark on a new path of cultivation. ”

"Second, you can choose to come under my door and practice with me. I can provide you with a holy place for cultivation, as well as inexhaustible cultivation resources and top-level cultivation exercises, and every once in a while, there will be half-saints and saints who will give you lectures. I am confident that within three years, each and every one of you will be able to become a strong person on your own. ”

As the Heavenly Divine Tree continued to grow, the world of the Picture Scroll became more and more expansive, and spiritual veins and elixirs had been born, turning into a cultivation holy land in the true sense.

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Ruochen is ready to make the world of the picture scroll more vibrant and dynamic, and at the same time, take this opportunity to establish his own forces.

Zhang Ruochen's conditions naturally made the disciples of the Xuanjing Sect quite excited.

After all, they were in the Xuanjing Sect, and they couldn't learn top-notch exercises and martial arts at all, and they rarely had the opportunity to get the guidance of a half-saint.

Now that the Xuanjing Sect has been wiped out, they have become homeless casual cultivators, and their future cultivation path will only be more difficult.

A half-saint-level senior, willing to contain them, is already quite a good destination for them.

One of the female disciples, who was quite beautiful, asked, "Dare to ask the sect of the seniors, what is the name?"

The other disciples of the Xuanjing Sect, although they had secretly made up their minds to follow Zhang Ruochen to cultivate together. However, they are still quite curious, what kind of sect will they join?

Zhang Ruochen pondered for a moment and read out two words: "Mingzong." ”

That is, today, Zhang Ruochen took the first step he had always wanted to take and establish his own sect.

Of course, today's Mingzong is just recruiting a group of young people with decent qualifications, which is far from being comparable to the brilliant and prosperous Mingtang today.

In the next three years, the first generation of disciples of Mingzong will always stay in the Picture Scroll World to cultivate.

Three years in the outside world, in the world of picture scrolls, is thirty years.

With the resources in the Scroll World, in thirty years, they were fully able to grow up and become first-class masters.

Of course, today's Mingzong still lacks the most core top masters. Zhang Ruochen himself can be regarded as one, and Han Yun, who is about to break through the semi-saint realm, can barely be regarded as one.

In addition, only the three brute beasts of Xiao Hei, Elephant Swallowing Rabbit, and Demon Ape can handle it.

As for the Blood Moon Ghost King, after all, she has not completely surrendered to Zhang Ruochen, and she cannot be counted in it for the time being.

Murong Yue is still quite loyal to Zhang Ruochen, however, she can play the greatest role when she stays in the black market Yipintang.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen planned to wait a little longer, and when the time was ripe, let Murong Yue join Mingzong.

With Mingzong's current strength, in fact, it is enough to compete with some weaker Sage Gate Lords, but it is only a little lacking.

At this stage, Zhang Ruochen is not in a hurry to vigorously develop Mingzong, because his biggest shortcoming is that his cultivation is not strong enough.

Improving one's cultivation is the most important thing.

Zhang Ruochen stayed in the picture scroll world, took out a drop of divine blood, and began to refine it, racing against time to improve his cultivation.

By the time Murong Yue came back, Zhang Ruochen had already refined two drops of divine blood, and his cultivation had improved somewhat.

"How?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Murong Yue took out two metal boxes and put them in front of Zhang Ruochen, and then opened the boxes, revealing two bloody human heads.

They are, the Lord of the Blood Dragon Hall and the Prince of the Blood Dragon.

"None of the evil monks in the main altar of the Blood Dragon Hall have survived, and all of them have been killed. Even the Blood Dragon Ridge sank into the ground, leaving no trace. Murong Yue wiped the blood on her hands and said lightly.

Zhang Ruochen walked to the side of the Blood Dragon Prince, stared at it for a moment, and then, cast the Thirty-six Transformations of Formlessness and Phaselessness.

"Crackling. ”

His figure, appearance, and temperament underwent amazing changes in a very short period of time, and he soon became exactly the same as the Blood Dragon Prince, without flaws.

Murong Yue's eyes showed a look of amazement, and said, "Your Highness's transformation technique is perfect. Not to mention the Sea Hades Law King, even if Gu Yan, the father of the Blood Dragon Prince, is still alive, it is estimated that he will not be able to distinguish the true from the fake. ”

Immediately, Murong Yue's words changed again, and said: "Figure, appearance, and temperament can all be changed, but it is difficult to change the cultivation method, which is a bit troublesome." ”

Zhang Ruochen asked, "What kind of exercises does the Blood Dragon Master cultivate?" It is a kind of ghost-level high-grade exercise, and it is also the town hall exercise of the Blood Dragon Palace, called the "Blood Dragon Sutra". Murong Yue said.

Zhang Ruochen recalled that when the Blood Dragon Master made a move, it was indeed a blood dragon's dragon soul that broke out of his body, which greatly increased his strength.

Zhang Ruochen asked, "Have you found the Blood Dragon Sutra?"

Murong Yue nodded, took out a palm-sized blood-red scale from the space bracelet, and handed it to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen took it, and saw that the surface of the scales was as bright as a mirror, which could reflect the figure of a person.

Among the dragon scales, there was a very pure dragon qi emanating from it, so it was very likely that it had fallen off from the body of a blood dragon of the Holy Realm.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen injected the holy qi into the scales, and immediately, dense small characters appeared on the surface of the scales, which were the ten-layer exercises of the "Blood Dragon Sutra".

After watching for two hours, Zhang Ruochen completely memorized the content of the "Blood Dragon Sutra", and had already understood the true meaning of the first seven layers of formulas.

Zhang Ruochen put away the dragon scales and smiled slightly: "It is worthy of being a ghost-level high-grade exercise, and there are still some things to learn from." ”

Murong Yue saw that Zhang Ruochen's demeanor was very relaxed, so she asked, "Your Highness, doesn't it have a strategy to deal with it?"

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, "The essence of the Blood Dragon Sutra is to refine a dragon soul into the body and integrate it with your own blood. Feed the dragon soul with blood, and strengthen your body with the dragon soul. ”

"Coincidentally, recently, I just happened to get a powerful dragon soul, and I was planning to refine it and use it to cultivate the tenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm. ”

"As long as I have a dragon soul in my body, I can easily disguise myself as if I have cultivated the Blood Dragon Sutra, which is enough to hide from the world. ”

In order to rush to the Blood God Sect as soon as possible, on the same day, Zhang Ruochen left the Yuan Mansion alone and went to the State Halloween.

Murong Yue did not go with Zhang Ruochen, but stayed in the Yuan Mansion for the time being, continued to clean up some remnants of the Blood Dragon Palace, and made all the hidden dangers clear.

Before leaving, Zhang Ruochen left the Great Sikong and the Second Sikong by Murong Yue's side for the time being, and waited until the State Halloween Land to meet them.

Moreover, Zhang Ruochen also instructed Murong Yue to help find Ling Feiyu's whereabouts, and if there was any news, he must be notified in time.

After arranging everything, Zhang Ruochen changed into the appearance of the Blood Dragon Prince, sat on Xiao Hei's back, and left the Yuan Mansion.

Xiao Hei spread out a pair of black wings and flew above the clouds thousands of feet high, exerting his speed to the extreme.

"At your speed, in eight days, we should be able to reach the State Halloween. Eight days is enough time for me to refine the dragon soul. Zhang Ruochen secretly calculated.

Xiao Hei cried and said, "There is a distance of two million miles between the Yuan Mansion and the State Halloween, to say the least, and an ordinary martial artist may not be able to cross such a distant territory in a lifetime." Unless the emperor hurried around the clock, it was possible to arrive in eight days. ”

Zhang Ruochen said: "That's right, you have to go around the clock. ”

Zhang Ruochen has a premonition that if the talented girl of the holy book falls into the endless abyss, she may not necessarily die.

Therefore, in any case, he must also rush over as fast as possible.

What if, she doesn't die?

Zhang Ruochen's gaze looked at the direction where the Blood God Sect was located, and he let out a long sigh, feeling both deep guilt and self-blame in his heart, as well as some illusory expectations.

(The second chapter may not be finished tonight, so let's rest early.)

If there is no update by tomorrow morning, it can only mean one thing————

That is, tomorrow at noon, or in the afternoon. (To be continued.) )