Longzhou is so big, it is also among the top few in the Dayong Dynasty, after all, it was once the capital of the Dragon Dynasty.

Above the boundary of Longzhou, there is a huge Great Wall, winding and undulating, lying across the wilderness and the center of Longzhou.

The Great Wall was not built by Dongfang Jing, but was built by an outstanding Mohist when the Dragon Dynasty was still alive.

The Great Wall is about 30,000 miles, extremely strong, and there is a carved defensive formation on it, which cannot be broken without more than 18 changes.

Therefore, after the establishment of the Great Eastern Jingguo, the Great Wall really showed its power and resisted the invasions of the wilderness.

Dongfang Mi entered the wilderness and did not walk the Great Wall, but when he came back, he walked under the Great Wall.

The black Great Wall winds and undulates, shuttling between the mountains and forests, and its body is extremely high, like a black dragon guarding the frontier.

At the entrance to the Great Wall, soldiers in armor stood by to check on the passers-by.

There are barbarians, there are humans, there are caravans, there are tribesmen.

Gold coins are required to enter and exit, one gold coin per person, and if it is a caravan, an additional ten gold coins.

This income alone is a lot of money every year, and it is turned over to the state treasury.

All the taxes of the Dayong Dynasty under the jurisdiction of Dongfang Jing had to be handed over to the state treasury, and then the state treasury was distributed to various places in turn, and no deductions were allowed.

Dongfang Mi came here and was immediately stopped by the soldiers: "A gold coin." ”

Dongfang Mi took out a gold coin, and then said, "Where is your chief here, I have something to report." ”

The soldier asked, "Is it urgent?"

Dongfang Mi nodded.

The soldier looked at Dongfang Mi, became vigilant, and said, "You come with me, I will take you to our commander, but remember, if it is not a matter of urgency, we will punish you." ”

Dongfang Mi nodded, wore a veil, and followed the soldiers, into an attic above the Great Wall.

Here, Dongfang met the commander in armor.

It's a young man.

"This is our chief, Jiao Yu, and the third son of King Anlong. The soldier whispered.

Dongfang Mi nodded.

Jiao Yu's face was serious, and he looked at Dongfang Mi and frowned: "You said that you have something urgent to see me, let's say, what's the matter?"

Dongfang Mi looked at the soldier and didn't speak.

Jiao Yu waved his hand to make the soldier retreat, and said, "Okay, you can say it." ”

Dongfang Mi didn't speak, but just took off his veil, revealing a face that was alluring to the country and the city, and looked at Jiao Yu: "Do you know this palace?"

Jiao Yu's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief, and then he was full of excitement, and hurriedly knelt down: "I've seen the thirteenth princess." ”

Dongfang Mi nodded: "Get up, I'm in a foreign country, so I don't have to make this big gift." ”

Jiao Yu got up, looked at Dongfang Mi and said respectfully, "What is the princess here for?"

Dongfang Mi looked inside and outside the Great Wall and said, "I just came back from the wilderness, and I came to meet King Anlong, and by the way, I asked about some things. ”

"Father is in the barracks thousands of miles away during this time, and as for the princess who wants to know something, I can answer some questions below. Jiao Yu said in a deep voice.

Dongfang Mi asked, "Have all the princes and princesses come to see King Anlong?"

Jiao Yu nodded: "They are all here, and my father has received them one by one." ”

Dongfang Mi continued to ask, "Then has the army led by Wen Yi under my command arrived?"

Jiao Yu immediately said: "Wen Yi, the champion of civil and military affairs, I know that they are in my father's military camp at this moment. ”

Dongfang was surprised: "How did you go to the barracks?"

Jiao Yu said with a smile: "My father admires knowledgeable people, last year's civil and military champion Zhang Ye's father personally invited him to come to Longzhou to live in March, my father talked with him very happily, and this time I also wanted to communicate with Wenyi." ”

Dongfang Miao understands clearly.

Anlong King Jiaozuo is profound, but he is a commoner, he has not read any books, even if he later cultivates to a high level, his knowledge is also deepened, and his export is a chapter, but for the literati, he is extremely respectful, and his reputation in Confucianism and Wenlin is very good.

"Okay, I'll go visit King Anlong now, and you lead the way. Dongfang Mi said.

Jiao Yu immediately stepped forward to lead the way and flew out with Dongfang Mi.

Jiao Yu is in his twenties, his strength is in the realm of ten changes, and his qualifications are not too good.

You must know that Ye Sheng and Wen Yi are only sixteen years old, and they have just cultivated, and they already have the strength of about ten changes.

In this way, it can be seen that Jiao Yu's talent.

The division of the practitioner's aptitude is also important.

From the beginning of mediocrity, good talent, genius, genius, genius, son of gods, born saint, son of luck.

There are the most mediocre people in the world, good talents can be the lord of a county, geniuses can be the lord of a county, geniuses are the lords of a state, and the sons of gods can enter the temple, participate in court meetings, and govern the world.

Finally, there is the innate saint, this type of person can basically ensure that he reaches the saint level as long as he does not fall.

There are not many in the whole world.

One of the known natural saints of the Dayong Dynasty is Lin Yu, who is highly valued by the Temple of Literature, and his own strength is also unfathomable.

Last year's champion Zhang Ye, Dongfang Mi is estimated to be the son of the gods, not at the level of a natural saint, but he is also the real peak among the sons of the gods.

In contrast, Dongfang Mi's qualifications are just geniuses.

Her own qualifications are not very good, but she can skip the level to kill the enemy, completely relying on the feather into an immortal technique, after practicing the feather into an immortal, she will gradually improve her qualifications, from the beginning of the genius to the current peak, the qualification is about to reach the son of the gods, Dongfang Mi is also gradually improving.

But it is this hurdle that it is very difficult for Dongfang to find the past.

Jiao Yu in front of him, his qualifications may be that he is a genius who has just entered the world.

Of course, Dongfang Mi doesn't have to envy others, she has two people under her who are suspected of being the sons of luck, Wen Yi and Ye Sheng.

They are all the protagonists of luck, they are talented, and they are also loyal to Dongfang Mi, and when they grow up in the future, they will be her right-hand man.

The son of luck is not so easy to be born, there must be changes in heaven and earth, and someone is born at the right time, and he is the son of luck.

The camp of King Anlong was thousands of miles away, and Jiao Yu led Dongfang Mi to arrive quickly, and then landed.

The military camp is built on a plain, all kinds of military buildings, houses are readily available, 30,000 people are mixed with blood and blood, and the spirit is smoky.

In the barracks, the soldiers are in the prime of life, one by one like dragons and tigers, plus they are fighting with the barbarians, they are really murderous and bloody, and their combat power is invincible.

The practice in the orthodox barracks is different.

Dongfang is looking for them to practice the thirty-six changes of the mainstream Dao realm, but the soldiers in the barracks are not like this.

They practice martial arts.

Martial arts level division: refining muscles, refining skin, refining meat, refining bones, refining marrow, refining gods, and the unity of spirit and flesh to achieve martial arts, great martial artists, innate martial artists, grandmasters, great grandmasters, martial saints, peak martial saints, human immortals, no enemy immortals, beyond the other side.

Among them, the peak martial saint is equivalent to the saint in the thirty-six changes of the Dao realm.

The method of martial arts cultivation flourished ten thousand years ago, but later because it was too difficult and had high requirements for people's spirits, it was not as easy to understand and easy to start as the thirty-six realms of the Dao realm, and it was gradually eliminated and became a niche.

However, once the martial arts cultivation reaches the Great Grandmaster, the power will become more powerful than the thirty-six Dao realms.

Especially the Martial Saint, whose blood is like a dragon, can kill opponents of the same level and destroy the soul with a loud shout.

Of course, there are only a few martial saints in the Great Yong Dynasty, and there are probably no more than twenty martial saints in the entire world.