There are seven people on the scene, and the strength of cultivation is high and low.

Gao, Han Xiao of the Han family of the Daning Dynasty in the past of Middle Earth, and Song Jun of the Song family of the Great Qian Dynasty are all top masters of the thirteenth realm of martial arts.

Going lower, there are Li Jie, the master of the Longmen Gate of the Great River of Eastern Xinjiang, Lin Ying, the head of the Fog Sky Peak, Zhuo Sin, the head of the Desolate Thunder Sect, and Chen Mengyang, the head of the Chen family in Chen Di.

All four of them were the vanguard of Chang'an City's early advance army in Middle-earth.

Now all four of them have a place in Middle-earth.

Although they are not as behemoth as the Long family, others dare not ignore them, after all, they are the first forces to serve Chang'an City.

A little further up, it is a woman, but it is Lou Yu, the eldest princess of the Yin Dynasty.

She is here on behalf of her eldest brother, and she is the thirteenth realm of Yinwang Lou Ning with Han Xiao and Song Bai.

These seven families are all martial arts.

The ball of light that floated in front of them was also related to the martial arts, and it was seven fruits.

The fruit is called the Ten Yang Fruit, which is produced by the Ten Yang Tree, and has a great supplement to the flesh and blood of the warrior.

Zhang Dongyun took advantage of the opportunity of the previous temporary expansion to sweep away valuable things.

For him, a rare ten-yang tree can be regarded as the biggest harvest.

He himself practiced martial arts, and the Ten Yang Fruits could play a role.

When the fruit trees are in his hands, they can naturally be transplanted at will, and there is no problem with the quantity.

For subordinates, it can also be used as a reward.

"Each brings back the seedlings to be planted, and after the ten yang trees are grown, they can pick them by themselves. ”

City Lord Zhang commanded at the people below.

When everyone heard this, they were overjoyed and saluted Zhang Dongyun to thank him.

Allowing them to plant and harvest more in the future is naturally better than eating this one directly.

In this way, they have a treasure tree, which can benefit their children and grandchildren and extend to all generations.

In the future, the development of our own family will have an extra layer of protection, and we will have more opportunities than others.

For Li Jie, Lin Ying, Zhuo Sin, Chen Mengyang and others, they were even more delighted.

Compared with the original great powers in Middle-earth, their various factions appear to have shallow roots.

But planting a ten-yang fruit tree can help them catch up in the future.

If they were given enough time, they could really gain a foothold in Middle-earth.

Everyone thanked Zhang Dongyun one after another, and then each retreated and returned to Middle-earth.

Zhang Dongyun clapped his hands and stood up.

He rewarded his ministers with treasures that were helpful for cultivation.

I hope that these people can improve their cultivation strength as soon as possible, so that there will be more people available in Chang'an City.

Of course, there are many people who don't get rewarded.

For example, the Shushan School, the Bodhi Temple, and so on.

There is also a group of demons over there in the Southern Wilderness.

Although they are also obedient, they have not made an inch of success at present, and Zhang Dongyun will naturally not treat them preferentially first.

There are rewards and punishments, and the rules must be established first.

Rewarding those who have already made meritorious service can also motivate those who have made no merit to work hard.

Zhang Dongyun walked down from his own actions and went to the center of the main hall, leaving these things behind for the time being.

He stood still, then put on a fist fight.

The momentum of the world was suddenly scattered in all directions.

Generally speaking, the higher the path of cultivation, the more difficult it is.

As a result, progress will be slower.

In less than three years, Zhang Dongyun has rushed from no foundation to the eleventh realm today, which is beyond the imagination of many people in this world.

However, now in the eleventh realm, if you want to continue to advance by leaps and bounds, the difficulty has increased exponentially.

Fortunately, the existence time of the Invincible City has been greatly extended, and the time to call the City Lord Zhang is not so urgent.

But for Zhang Dongyun, he has to warn himself that he must not relax.

After Panlongyan, there was another Ten Yang Fruit to help, which added another motivation to him.

But if you want to continue to improve, you still need a lot of time and energy.

City Lord Zhang must hurry.

Now that Middle-earth has just decided that there are many things, he still finds time to focus on his own cultivation.

Other than that, it's about preparing for the next goal.

Western regions.

One day, Zhang Dongyun was practicing boxing, and suddenly his heart moved slightly.

He casually wiped it in the air, and in the middle of the hall, a light and shadow image appeared.

It presents a scene witnessed by Canghui, the patriarch of the Youhuai clan in the far Western Regions.

Planting this locust plant in the Western Regions, Zhang Dongyun naturally left a sigil on the other party.

Through the sigils on Canghui's body, Zhang Dongyun could see that two figures were approaching and came to the towering giant tree.

An old monk, a middle-aged man.

The former is like a rain of rain, full of mercy.

The latter seemed to come from hell and was slaughtered.

The two of them came here together, making a piece of heaven and earth seem to be divided into two halves.

One side is full of life, and the other side is cold and dead.

"The Temple of Great Compassion and the Prison Dragon Sect...... Huaiyong reconciled the peak. ”

Zhang Dongyun understood when he saw this.

He had previously captured many disciples of the Great Compassion Temple and the Prison Dragon Sect, and he knew the respective Buddhist and martial arts inheritances of these two families.

During these days, preparing for the Western Regions Raiders, the abbot of Huaiyong of the Great Compassion Temple and the head of the Prison Dragon Sect Xie Feng are self-defeating targets.

Now it seems that while he is thinking about them, the other party is not idle.

A monk and a layman arrived in front of the ancient locust tree that covered the sky and the sun, Xie Feng did not say a word, and the abbot of Huaiyong put his palms together: "Dare to ask the donor, but Canghui, the patriarch of the Southern Wilderness Youhuai clan?"

The branches and leaves of the huge locust tree swayed, and Canghui's voice came out in the middle: "I am Canghui, I don't know what to call the master?"

"The poor monk Huaiyong is from the Great Compassion Temple. Abbot Huaiyong replied.

He introduced the middle-aged man next to him for Cang Hui: "This is the head of the Prison Dragon Sect, the benefactor of Xie Feng." ”

Youhuai made a voice: "Although I live in the Southern Wilderness, I have also heard that there is a master of the Fourteenth Realm who cultivates martial arts in the Western Regions. ”

Xie Feng said lightly: "Patriarch Canghui is polite, it is rare in the world to have a great demon of plants and trees of your realm." ”

After the politeness, Cang Hui got straight to the point and asked, "What do you two want to come here?"

Abbot Huaiyong said: "We should ask Your Excellency, why did you come to the Western Regions? Chang'an City, what order did you give Your Excellency?"

The Western Regions sent a steady stream of spies to Middle-earth and the Southern Wilderness.

After a day of temporary expansion, Zhang Dongyun naturally could no longer restrict them.

It is the situation of the surrender of the Youhuai clan to Chang'an in the southern wilderness, which has been discovered by the Western Regions.

City Lord Zhang only hoped now that he wouldn't alarm the twilight who was out.

Faced with Abbot Huaiyong's question, Cang Hui replied calmly: "Your Majesty has an order, I just follow the order, and I don't ask the specific reason." ”

Abbot Huaiyong spoke: "The donor has always been at ease in the Southern Wilderness, and the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird also forbids you to score three points, and now that you are forced to come here by Chang'an, are you really willing in your heart?"

The branches and leaves of the towering giant tree shook twice: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Abbot Huaiyong said: "It's not a secret, the poor monk wants to ask the donor to join us to fight against Chang'an and the Twelve Yamas, the donor is of the same clan in the Southern Wilderness, and we can cast a spell to rescue." ”

"Monk, do you want to cross me?" Cang Hui's voice didn't sound good.

Abbot Huaiyong's expression was calm: "The donor's words are serious, the poor monk has never meant this, but just invited the donor to become the protector of my Buddhism." ”

He turned his head and glanced at Xie Feng next to him: "Just like the donor, the donor is free in all his actions, how can my generation force it?"

Cang Hui was slightly silent for a moment.

Seeing this, Abbot Huaiyong continued: "The poor monk doesn't want the donor to make a decision immediately, even if the donor decides to join us, it is not to rise immediately, the donor can continue to lurk in Chang'an, and when the time is ripe, he will join us inside." ”

In the Daming Palace of Chang'an City, Eastern Xinjiang, which was far away, Zhang Dongyun smiled slightly.

Cang Hui didn't know about the runes, and Zhang Dongyun also wanted to see how he answered.

On the eastern coast of the Western Regions, the two top masters of the Fourteenth Realm looked at the huge ancient locust tree.

"You don't have to worry about being watched. Xie Feng finally spoke at this time: "Xie Mou came here with Abbot Huaiyong, so as to prevent anyone from prying eyes." ”

The perception ability of the two Fourteenth Realm masters is naturally terrifying.

Not only can you see the surrounding four directions, but the sea surface of the Oriental Barren Sea is also impossible to escape their exploration.

But because of this, Abbot Huaiyong suddenly sighed softly: "Why does the donor have to die for Chang'an?"

As he spoke, above the far sea in the east, there was a sudden surge of Buddha's light.

A golden linden tree suddenly appeared at the bottom of the sea.

In the midst of the entanglement, it turned out to be entangled in the fibrous roots of a large tree that stretched quickly to the east from the bottom of the sea.

It turned out that while talking to the two, Cang Hui quietly went east, intending to ventilate the news and contact Chang'an City.

As the Great Demon of the Thirteenth Realm, his movements are extremely hidden.

It's a pity that the Dharmakaya Pure Land of the Immeasurable Realm of Abbot Huaiyong of the Great Compassion Temple spreads and covers all directions, making the surroundings seem like a Buddha country.

Cang Hui's private actions were finally discovered by him.

"Even if I am killed here by you today, under Your Majesty's rule, our people will usher in a better future. ”

Now that he has been discovered, Cang Hui simply said: "What's more, it's not so easy for you to kill me. ”

The huge ancient locust tree shook, and the surrounding earth shook together like an earthquake.

Within a radius of nearly a thousand miles, they were all in turmoil together, as if there were countless angry dragons rolling below.

Even the distant ocean, at this moment, roared and surging in all directions.

A faint black light covered the earth, as if the Youluo Plain had reappeared.

Abbot Huaiyong sighed: "Sin, sin ......"

He put his palms together, and suddenly a Bodhisattva statue appeared on the heavenly dome, and then the rain descended.

The clear water light of the road covered the black light of the earth below, and immediately dissipated the black light.

However, when the water light falls on the ancient locust tree itself, it cannot break through the black clouds that have covered the ancient tree.

In the black clouds, countless stars surged, like a brilliant galaxy, all of which belonged here.

The grass and tree demon stood in a fixed position, and after the root system was firmly rooted, his strength was indeed extraordinary.

Abbot Huaiyong also sighed: "If it is only a poor monk who comes here, I am afraid it will really take a lot of time to win the donor." ”

With this time, the reinforcements from Chang'an City are estimated to have arrived.

However, he did not come alone today.

The violent dragon groan sounded, and the head of the Prison Dragon Sect, the "Dragon Emperor", Xie Feng, raised his bare hands and slowly raised an arm, which was like drawing a knife.

The two Fourteenth Realm powerhouses shot together, and the branches and leaves of the ancient locust tree suddenly shook, and the wind and rain were shaking in an instant.