The Dreadnought, together with several families, defeated an entire Divine Sect of Sailors in the Sea of Blood. It was like a drop of water falling into a pond of tranquility, and the ripples began to disturb the hibernating frogs and awaken the dormant water worms.

The sea of blood is a shepherd's pain, and it is also a memory that he does not want to mention. In that distant battle, the shepherd lost most of his sailors, and was never able to expedition to other continents again. This pain is precipitated in the history books, and it stimulates the memories of the shepherds over and over again.

Now, the Dreadnoughts have once again defeated a Cult of Sailors in the Sea of Blood. Although it is only a partial division with reduced strength, it also means that the Divine Cult can be defeated, but the shepherd can win.

If the first attack of the Dreadnought Army disturbed the temple and lifted the curtain leading to Tianyuan Continent, the shepherd could look west and try to feel the magnificence of the scenery there. Then this battle will allow the shepherd to dare to cross the curtain and truly dare to wrestle with the powerful enemy who dominates the scene.

This kind of psychological leap is even more important than winning a battle. The first to see this was the Ascending Heaven Palace, so Yu Hao came to Hengmen Port, and Mo Fengqing followed her.

Looking at the boy shaking his head, Wu Yan grabbed his collar and picked it up, and kneaded his face vigorously. This move scared Yu Hao half to death, and hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Wu Yan's arm to let him put the person down.

In the Ascending Heaven Palace, no one dared to be rude to Mo Feng, even those elders were respectful when they saw it. As a result, when he arrived at Wu Gan, he was carried around like a toy.

"This kid doesn't have any cultivation." Wu Yan was a little puzzled, put down Mo Feng lightly, squatted on the ground and looked at his face strangely.

"You'll regret it, Wu Lezi." Mo Feng was as light as a little adult, his hands were in his sleeves, and he looked at Wu Yan calmly.

Slap, Wu Gen slapped him on the head without hesitation, "Little thing, the face is not big and the mouth is big, if you dare to talk nonsense, be careful that I slap you."

Yu Hao let out a scream as if she had been trampled on, and hurriedly arrived in front of Mo Fengqing, reassured her again and again, and glared at Wu Gen viciously, "Wu Gan, if you dare to be rude again, be careful that the elders detain you back to the black prison."

Wu Gen didn't care, he smiled and touched Mo Fengqing's head, "Villains don't care about adults, let me ask you, who is Mo Jiu."

Mo Feng sighed lightly, did not answer directly, and looked at Wu Yan with pity, "Wu Lezi, if you hadn't made great contributions, you would have died without a place to bury yourself in just those two strokes."

Wu Gen glanced at Yu Hao, who was desperately squeezing his eyes at him, and picked up Mo Fengqing, "Feng Qing, look at you, Uncle I promised you and Lan Ting that I would take you to the mainland to eat and drink spicy food, let's go, Uncle Wu Gen will spend a lot of money today, please rub it well."

Yu Hao stroked her forehead with her hand, almost she had no love, that is, Wu Gan was so careless, and dared to be so open-mouthed. Uncle, hehe, how many people dare to be an uncle for this, even if he doesn't have half a point of cultivation.

Mo Feng looked at Wu Yan with a smile, but he didn't struggle, but obediently put his hand on his shoulder.

At night, in Wu Gan's private residence, Mo Feng gently rubbed his round belly, lying on the recliner on the second floor and looking at the starry sky comfortably, "I knew that you had so many delicious foods here, so I brought Lan Ting with me."

Wu Yan glanced at him a little strangely, and tried again uneasily, Mo Fengqing really didn't have a cultivation body, "Strange, are you the one or not, why can't you see that there is cultivation in the body."

"I'm not the one you think, I'm his blood relative, and you'll know when you enter the Heavenly Temple or enter the Six Realms one day. Regarding cultivation, have you ever heard of cicadas?" Mo Feng said lightly and thoughtlessly.

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Seventeen years of living in the dark, once ascending, the nine skies." Mo Feng glanced at Wu Gan, meaning something.

Wu Yan suddenly understood why the little boy in front of him had not cultivated. It's not that he doesn't practice, but he needs to practice for seventeen years to become successful.

"How many more years?"

"Five years."

"Okay, when the time comes, I should also make a world in Beizhou, you might as well come and find me." Wu Yan stood on the edge of the terrace and looked at the rolling mountains in the distance, "I have made great contributions to the shepherds, and I am about to leave Kuntianzhou, and I must be helped to ascend to the Heavenly Palace."

"The Temple of Ascending to Heaven recognizes the transcendent status of the Dreadnoughts as a member of the shepherds, and is included in the orthodoxy of the temple. It's just that you also know that although the Ascending Heaven Temple officially recognizes the identity of the Dreadnought, it is not allowed to interfere with the attacks of various families, so it depends on you whether you can hold these five roads." Saying that, Mo Feng lightly threw over a jade amber, and the word fearless was on it.

Looking at this jade amber that was only the size of a palm, Wu Yan could be described as having mixed feelings. With this item, it can be proved that the Dreadnought has truly become a member of the shepherd, which is equivalent to naturalization.

Don't underestimate this little jade amber, Wu Gen can use this to establish a country or establish his own family in Kuntianzhou, without using the name of other families, such as his current public identity is the governor of Ji State.

"It's not going to be of much use to me, I'm going to go anyway, something practical." Knowing that the jade amber was precious, Wu Gen casually stuffed it into his sleeve.

"Rotten people are more hypocritical, Ascend to the Heavenly Palace to send a batch of pumice stones to the dreadnought army to help you become the second flying city. Don't think about anything else, with this jade amber, you will destroy both the Ji Kingdom and the Hulan family, and no one will gossip more." Mo Feng glanced at Wu Yan and sat up, "This time I'm here to meet with the people from the Knife Grinding Gate."

"Sharpening the Knife Gate? You actually did this behind my back in private, and even ran to my territory in Hengmen Port, this face is a bit hard." Wu Yan stood up violently, his eyes were angry.

"The Divine Sect is powerful, my shepherd can't resist it on my own, the Knife Grinding Gate has already been laid out in Beizhou and Tianyuan Continent, if the two merge, there will be a fight. Wu Gan, you came here at the behest of the Knife Grinding Gate, but you are a member of my shepherd, and you don't arrange for anyone. Yu Tongshi." Mo Feng ignored Wu Yan and shouted outside the house.

Yu Hao lowered her head and entered the house, "The subordinates are here."

"The Sharpening Knife Gate envoy will arrive in three days, and you and Wu Yan will find a secluded place, there must be no mistake." Mo Feng jumped down from the recliner lightly, put his hands behind his back and commanded, "Ben...... My son is going to rest, so you can step down."

Wu Gen picked it up, "Eat me, rob my house, give me ......" Suddenly, Wu Gen was stunned, and a huge back appeared in his mind, and the powerful momentum rushed like a mountain, making his soul villain unable to move.

"Virtuous nephew, uncle is playing with you, let's go, this place is for you, I'll go find another place to live." Wu Yan put down Mo Feng lightly and enthusiastically led him to the bedroom.

Outside the small building, Yu Hao looked at Wu Yan with disdain, "Breath."

Wu Yan touched his face and said with a smile, "Those who know the times are Junjie."

Three days later, in the valley full of maple trees on Shi'an Road, that is, the valley where Wu Gan, Ning Yuxi, and Chu Xi had a secret meeting after the Habao Rebellion, Wu Gan looked at the three people in front of him in surprise.

One is Shen Lang, the other is Qian Wang, who he met when he was in Geqiu, and there is a handsome young man. The three of them carried a pair of jade coffins, and the warm coffin had a trace of black thread hidden on it, and it was wrapped several times with iron chains.

Wu Yan stretched out his hand to take the jade coffin from Shen Lang's hand, his expression was a little complicated, and there was a hidden sorrow between his eyebrows.

"It's so dead, it's too far to be suppressed." Shen Lang explained.

"Envoys, please enter the valley." Yu Hao changed into a dress today, and invited a few people to come in.

Qian Wangxiao arched his hand at Wu Gan, and followed Yu Hao into the room with square steps. The young man looked at Wu Yan curiously, and stopped talking.

Waiting in the valley, Wu Yan placed the jade coffin, grabbed Qian Wang, and was angry, "What a businessman, surnamed Qian, it turns out that he has been eyeing the owner of this village for a long time, and you sharpen the knife door hand is really long, and say, you are the oldest in the door."

"The contemptible people are the fourth, also known as the first four." Qian Wang landed on tiptoe and looked at Wu Yan with a smile.

"A four? Taller than you." Wu Gen turned his head and glanced at Shen Lang, Shen Lang was only ranked fifth, and his status was still above Shen Lang.

"Senpai." Wu Qian hurriedly put down Qian Wang and saluted respectfully.

"You can teach." Qian Wang casually took out a money bag and handed it to Wu Gan, "Don't be too little to meet the money, it's not easy to do business now."

Wu Yan hurriedly took it, opened the money bag and saw that there was a rare brand inside, and there were still a few

Broken silver, I couldn't help but have a black face, and sure enough, the most picky person in the world was a businessman.

"Money envoy, this trip has been hard all the way, please come in." Mo Feng's face was immature, but he was saying old-fashioned words.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, let the ink envoy wait for a long time." Qian Wang smiled on his face, stepped forward, and hurriedly gave Mo Feng a light salute.

"Please."

"Please."

The two walked side by side towards the house, but Mo Fengqing turned around and ordered, "Uncle Wu doesn't have to enter."

"Uncle?" Qian Wang looked stunned, and glanced at Wu Yan seriously.

"Ahem, if you talk about it, I won't participate in the junior's affairs." Wu Gen snorted, watching the four of them enter the house, his heart was itching with hatred, and he didn't even have the qualifications to participate.

When the four of them entered the house, the wooden door was closed, and not even a sound could be heard, and even the divine sense could not probe the situation.

"Li Hu has seen the owner of the village." Now that there is nothing to do, Wu Yan walked to the backyard and prepared to take care of the jade coffin. The young man followed, bowing down.

"Li Hu?" Wu Yan couldn't remember the name for a while, looked at the young man's face, and tapped his forehead, "Oh, oh, you are Li Zhenglu's son."

Wu Jian finally remembered, no wonder he looked a little familiar, this Li Hu was the tea boy who met with Taichang Li Zhenglu before he left Zhao State, and he was also Li Zhenglu's youngest son.

Li Zhenglu was afraid that the emperor of Zhao would be unfavorable to him, so he entrusted Li Hu to Wu Gan. However, Wu Gen was going to run away at the time, and it was inconvenient to take a child, so he handed it over to Liu Kuo, but he didn't expect it to be so big in the blink of an eye.

Wu Yan couldn't help but be overjoyed, pulled Li Hu up, and looked up and down, "Okay, it's so big."

"Uncle Liu said that the owner of the village has achieved great success here, and he can no longer take care of the owner of the village, so he sent me here. In addition, the younger brother has also taken on the role of keeping an eye on the elder brother in the door." Seeing Wu Gan's happy appearance, Li Hu smiled slightly and explained the reason for the trip.

"Don't leave when you come, follow my brother and do a good job." Li Hu had no scruples to say the task given to him in this trip, which made Wu Gen even more happy, "Li Taichang is good now."

Li Zhenglu had the heart of death when he was separated from Wu Gen because of the ambush of the divine envoy, otherwise he would not have given his young son to others.

"Daddy was just dismissed, and now he has been arranged by the door to enter another country to live for a long time." Li Hu smiled at the corner of his mouth, the boy who originally dared to put croton in the tea is now in his prime.

"Alas, I hope the Cult of God doesn't pursue what happened back then." Wu Gen was still a little worried.

"Village master, it's better to keep that jade plate properly." Li Hu pointed to the money bag that Wu Yan was hanging from his waist.

Opening the money bag given by Qian Wang, Wu Gen took out a jade plaque with the words "A Thirteen" on it.

"This ......" pinching the jade plate, Wu Yan looked at Li Hu with a look of surprise.

"Exactly, my brother is now the senior of the first rank in the Knife Grinding Gate, ranking thirteenth." Li Hu looked solemn and solemnly bowed.

Wu Gen took out the jade amber given by the Heavenly Palace, put it together with the jade plate, and couldn't help laughing at himself, "Now I'm fragrant, and both sides are rushing to give their identity."

"The owner of the village has a heavy army, and he already has the strength to bear the weight, and it is normal for anyone not to rush to get it." Li Hu smiled lightly.

"That's it, I'm not afraid to bite if there are more lice." Wu Yan squatted down and prepared to open the sarcophagus placed by the stream. It didn't take long for the snow next to the coffin to be dyed black.

"This is ......," Li Hu was a little curious.

"His name is Addo." Wu Gan's face darkened, and he gently opened the jade coffin.

There was a man in the coffin, with a black and yellow body, a large head, which did not match the proportions of the body, and a body with markings the size of copper coins.

Clouds of black gas emerged from the corpses, like poisonous snakes.

Wu Jian stretched out his left hand, black lines appeared on his face, and a thick death qi overflowed from his palm and fell into Ado's body. Gradually, black gas no longer came out of the corpse. It's just a little darker than ever, obsidian-like.

Squatting beside Ado and silent, Wu Qianfang muttered for a long time, "Ado, your revenge has been avenged, and the remnants of the enemy's soul and body have been detained in the well of death. You will be the lord of the well, and it is up to you whether you want to destroy the remnants of your enemies with your own hands."

Closing the jade coffin, Wu Yan patted Li Hu, "Let's go."

The meeting between the Grinding Knife Gate and the Ascending Heaven Hall was not long, and Mo Qingfeng took the lead in leaving with Yu Hao. Qian Wang stayed overnight, for the sake of his colleagues in the first generation, Wu Qian set up a banquet to entertain him.

"Zheng Tu is a shadow son of the Divine Cult and has been ordered to infiltrate the Dreadnoughts. When I was at sea, I wanted to take it away, but you stopped me. Now it seems that what he is doing is not useless to the Dreadnought, and if this flying city did not have him, I am afraid you would not have built it at all." When he left the banquet after the banquet, Qian Wang suddenly said to Wu Gan.

Wu Yan was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but sigh. self-harming and infiltrating the enemy camp, Zheng Tu is also a ruthless person.

"You still owe me a life, when you were in front of the temple of Kanze City, the people of the Divine Cult were lying on the side, if I hadn't shown up in time, I wouldn't have been able to say that you had been taken away." Qian Wangxiao patted Wu Gen on the shoulder, and left with Shen Lang.

Three months later, there were many trees outside Hengmen Port, and a team of soldiers were boarding the ship one after another. A huge flying city hung over the open sea, it was the city of Liewan that had already built the outer city, and the fortified city stood on it, and countless crossbow arrows shone with cold light.

Wu Qian sat on the shore, looking at the undulating sea and was silent.

Addo has been sent by him into the well of death to nourish, and Du Ren promised that when the time is ripe, he will awaken his remnant soul, and in time, wait for his cultivation to gradually increase, and then take Du Ren's place.

The dead energy in Ado's body is very heavy, enough to suppress the four ghost generals, and with Du Ren's help, sooner or later he will become the lord of the sea of blood.

As for Zheng Tu's secret son, Wu Jian also talked to him. He was ordered to infiltrate the dreadnought army, and when he saw the ferocity of the sailor, he encouraged Wu Gen to build the flying city to spend the dreadnought's money and materials and hinder the growth of the sailor. But I don't want this flying city to become a sharp weapon of the dreadnought, which can be said to be lost in the east corner and harvested mulberry.

Wu Gen did not kill Zheng Tu, but detained him in Liangsha Mountain, responsible for building the second flying city. Since he proposed this proposal, it is better to start and finish well. Feicheng Chengcheng, he can live, if there are other actions, Wu Yan doesn't mind sending him to the death well.

Today is the day of the dreadnought's expedition across the sea, the Righteous Eagle Army, the Right Army, and the Front Army have already moved to Xujing Island, and Wu Gen just led the rest of the men and horses to join them, and after joining forces, they went to Beizhou.

The sky is leisurely, and the homesickness is long. On the day of leaving, Wu Geng's mood became complicated.

"The owner of the village, everyone is all together." Zhuo Ke walked behind Wu Gen and reported.

"Okay, let's go, let's go home." Wu Gen glanced back at Kun Tianzhou, the fog was misty in the distance, the mountains were silent, but when he turned his head, the sea was wide and the sky was high. Taking a deep breath, Wu Gen strode aboard the Swinging God.