A thousand years ago, Zhang Qingfeng ascended to the position of the Green Emperor, and led more than 10 million soldiers and horses in his heyday, although later with the improvement of the cultivation realm, he handed over all the military power to Shangguan Lin'er and Qi Yunfei, especially in the hundred years before the catastrophe, he was at ease, only pursuing the road to heaven, ignoring the disputes in the world, but this does not mean that Zhang Qingfeng is a martial artist who only knows how to chase force.

A treasure hunt for 100,000 mountains, Zhang Qingfeng took it step by step, a seemingly inadvertent move, but in fact it was a hidden mystery, just buried in winter and sprouted in spring, at that time outsiders couldn't see the clues, and when they realized that they were deceived, it was too late.

The disciples of the seventy-eight gangs of the Dragon Slayer League swore allegiance to Zhang Qingfeng, who was behind this, or was he impressed by his mighty and domineering, and he was so discerning that he no longer coveted the small profits in front of him, Zhang Qingfeng didn't want to or had the energy to investigate it carefully, as long as they could do things for themselves wholeheartedly, even if it was a waste who could only stop at Zhou Tianjing for the rest of his life, their benefits would be indispensable.

Suddenly there are 3,000 more followers, and ordinary people will definitely panic, at least for a while I don't know how to arrange them, it's like a mess, and it takes some time to sort out the clues, but for Zhang Qingfeng, who has been in the market, let alone 3,000, it's 30,000, 300,000, he can also make the best use of it, and the governance is in good order.

Of the two thousand five hundred and eighty-seven people, two thousand and eighty-seven people were temporarily dismissed back to their hometowns by Zhang Qingfeng's only various tasks, and the remaining five hundred people escorted a large chariot specially prepared by the Tianwu Chamber of Commerce towards Quanyang City.

The chariot was covered with a thick blanket, and the little black dragon Bai Xue lay on the blanket and slept sweetly.

Zhang Qingfeng reclined beside the little black dragon, looking at the few wounds left on her face, and sighed in his heart.

Originally, I just wanted to go into the 100,000 mountains to find medicinal materials to repair Dao bones, but I didn't expect to know Du Dayan by mistake, and what happened next was like a dream, not only Dao bone repair, but also met the dragon pet thousands of years ago, and this time I went out to really harvest a lot.

Now, Zhang Qingfeng's biggest concern is the awakening of the little black dragon.

The dragon clan has the strongest physique among the continent tribes, and under normal circumstances, there is no need to take any medicine after being injured, and sleep is the best way to heal the injury.

But the little black dragon's injuries were different.

Among her is the most evil poison in the mainland, the ghost spirit of the black prison.

In Zhang Qingfeng's memory, there were only three people who survived this poison in the history of the cultivation world, and Xiao Heilong was the fourth after him and Shangguan Lin'er Qi Yunfei.

Zhang Qingfeng was anxious, and couldn't wait to know who had inherited the natal poison skill of the Black Prison Ghost King, but once the dragon clan that could live for tens of thousands of years fell asleep, he didn't know how long he would sleep.

Three years, five years, ten years, or even a hundred years, it is possible.

Zhang Qingfeng could only wait patiently, waiting for the day when the little black dragon woke up.

Ten days later, the familiar Quanyang City finally entered Zhang Qingfeng's sight.

Calculating the time, it has been three months since I left home, I don't know if my father and mother are okay, I don't know if Xiaochan has made a new breakthrough in refining medicine, I don't know if Qin Yun'er is still in the auction house, Zhang Qingfeng remembered that Elder Li once said that she was going to take Qin Yun'er back to the clan a year ago, and now, it is not far from the New Year's Pass.

Now the five hundred elites of the Dragon Slaying Alliance, who have been renamed Black Dragon Guard, are the first time to enter Quanyang City, for most of these martial arts cultivators who are from poor backgrounds, if it weren't for Zhang Qingfeng, they might not have the opportunity to enter the Great Zhou Imperial City in their lives, the dragon has a dragon's nest, and the rat has a mouse's hole.

After 500 people entered the city, they were full of curiosity about everything in the city, tall pavilions, spacious and clean streets, and business travelers dressed in various costumes, everywhere could make this group of earthen buns who entered the city for the first time a novelty.

Of course, while the Black Dragon Guard was shocked by the majesty of Quanyang City, their appearance also attracted the attention of the residents of the city.

After all, more than half of the five hundred people are masters of the Qi Refining Realm, and this strength is not to be underestimated even if it is placed in Quanyang City, especially after the dragon slaying battle, they are full of spirit, all of them are high-spirited, high-spirited, and the bravery exuded by their bodies is not a good person at first glance, and pedestrians and passers-by have avoided it one after another, which invisibly makes Black Dragon Guard even more proud.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to his home, Zhang Qingfeng became more and more excited, but when he walked into the wide street in front of the Wu'an Hou Mansion, dozens of guards wearing blue armor gathered in the distance made Zhang Qingfeng's heart suddenly lift.

Those blue-armored guards surrounded the gate of the Wu'an Hou Mansion, Zhang Qingfeng clearly remembered that this kind of blue armor was the standard configuration of the guards of the Dingbohou Mansion, that is to say, these were all people from the Dingbohou Mansion.

"Speed up. ”

Zhang Qingfeng got out of the car and signaled Du Dayan, who was driving, to speed up, Du Dayan heard Zhang Qingfeng's tone was wrong, his heart tightened, and a whip was whipped on the horse pulling the car, and Da Yuan galloped on the wide street.

"Stop, Dingbohou Mansion is carrying out military affairs, and no one is allowed to pass!"

A team of blue-armored guards stopped Zhang Qingfeng's chariot, and the captain of the escort who took the lead shouted loudly.

"Dingbohou Mansion?" Zhang Qingfeng jumped out of the carriage and vaguely heard the sound of fighting in the Hou's Mansion, "This is the Wu'an Hou's Mansion, when will it be the turn of the people from the Dingbohou Mansion to point fingers here?"

Perhaps for the sake of Zhang Qingfeng bringing five hundred followers, the captain of the blue-armored guard couldn't guess the identity of the other party, so he made an exception and did not pretend to speak ill of each other, but smiled indifferently and said: "Wu'an Hou Mansion? ”

"What?"

Zhang Qingfeng's pupils contracted sharply when he heard this, and he thought that what he should have come had finally come.

Half a year ago, Zhang Qingfeng killed Lu Ping and Lu Rong, and at that time, because Dingbohou Lu Jiao was not in Quanyang City, the Wu'an Hou Mansion had been peaceful.

But Zhang Qingfeng knew that this Ding Bohou would definitely not give up, and the reason why he was in a hurry to enter the 100,000 mountains to find the elixir to repair the Dao bones was that he was worried about Ding Bohou's revenge.

Although he didn't look down on the revenge of the general, he betrayed the lord to seek glory, and once served as a pawn for his grandfather Zhang Chaoyang, Dingbohou Lujiao.

From his father, Zhang Qingfeng learned that Lu Jiao was the first master under his grandfather, not only with extraordinary force and bravery, but also with both wisdom and bravery, and was a rare handsome talent.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to get the exceptional reuse of Emperor Zhou and be named the prince of the Great Zhou under one person.

With such a tiger general, his two sons died in his own hands, how could he give up?