Now the East Continent is in ruins and full of vitality. Qin Si cherished the world, and the emperor's revenge was carried out, which was very comforting.

And Jiang Mingzhi is not here, he has 5,000 words of Shennong scriptures in his hand, and he wants to re-follow the path of Shennong back then, looking for the ultimate in cultivation.

Qin State Secret, according to legend, after Shennong left Hangu Pass, he went all the way to the north. His true heritage is sprinkled on this endless northbound road.

"Knowing that the Qin State can't keep you, I only hope that if you reach the true peak of this heaven and earth in the future, you can remember that you once had a friend like me. Qin Si said with emotion. He was pinned on high hopes by his ancestors, and the efforts of the Qin State for several generations were fulfilled in his hands, and now tens of millions of people are waiting to be fed, and he has his own unfulfilled responsibilities.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Jiang Ming will not forget the grace of the Qin State in this life, if he really has a day of old age, he will definitely return to the Qin State. It's just that my shopkeeper, who is also a master and a father, still hopes that Your Majesty will help me keep an eye on it, and if he returns, please take care of it. ”

Jiang Ming knew that he was destined to take a lonely road, and the further back he went, the fewer people he would have around him. Therefore, he must not have too many concerns, which will distract his Dao mind.

The high-level cultivators of the Six Kingdoms he harmed lost their offerings, were homeless, and were all recalled by Shennong Mountain, and these people naturally hated Jiang Ming to the core. It's hard to guarantee that he won't find Lao Luo to retaliate against him, so he must rely on Qin Si to be able to protect Lao Luo.

"Don't worry, Qin Si will definitely help you find Shopkeeper Luo! treat him with the courtesy of an elder!" Qin Si patted Jiang Ming on the shoulder, revealing reluctance.

"Sir, be careful all the way, you will always be Qin Hua's brother!" "Since Qin Hua became a parent, he has love every day, and the hundred steels have turned into finger wrapping softness, and he has become a little sentimental, and at this time, his eyes are slightly red, and the wife who covers his mouth next to him chuckles, and pulls his sleeve with a red face.

Jiang Ming was moved, Qin Hua called him "kid" in private, but he always gave him enough face when he was in public.

"Don't worry, my life is on the line. Jiang Ming said with a smile and bowed his hand to the beautiful princess of Yan Kingdom beside Qin Hua.

A goodbye to the old, one by one.

Now that he has left Jixia, he has left the Qin State. Jiang Ming and the little fat man were full of emotion in their hearts.

At this time, the Yuan Stone veins of the Six Kingdoms were all owned by the Qin State, and although many cultivators from other countries had already taken refuge in the Qin State, it did not mean that there were no high-level cultivators who wanted to get rid of Jiang Ming and hurry up.

The war ended, Jiang Ming stepped down, and the real danger that threatened his life began.

As soon as he thought of the purple-clothed marquis, Jiang Ming was a little frightened. Ever since he snatched the dragon body and disappeared, Jiang Ming had been worried that he would definitely find trouble with him if he found that the Zhao Kingdom had been destroyed after he appeared.

Qin Si also took many factors into consideration, and originally insisted on sending hundreds of Divine Dao Realm cultivators and even Qin State worship masters to escort Jiang Ming. But Jiang Ming felt that it was too swaggering and troublesome, so it was better to sneak away by himself.

Jiang Ming came out of Hangu Pass, and dozens of high-level cultivators of the Qin State were suspicious here, erasing all traces within a hundred miles. Which direction Jiang Ming went in the end, only the three of them, Qin Si and Little Fat Man, knew.

Suddenly surrounded by thousands of troops, Jiang Ming was very uncomfortable, and his sense of security was extremely reduced.

Originally. In the barracks, there were a number of Shinto Realm cultivators, and there were countless Blood Wheel Realm cultivators. Even if ordinary high-level cultivators occasionally escaped the control of the Cultivator Alliance, they would not dare to attack at will, because even if they could successfully kill Jiang Ming, among the guards of the ten thousand armies, hundreds of thousands of cultivators would definitely be able to leave him behind.

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High-level cultivators have been cultivating for hundreds of years at every turn, and they are not going to risk their lives for a Jiang Ming.

What's more, whether Qin Jun by Jiang Ming's side has another master to protect him, no one can be sure, if the assassination fails, then he will lose his adult, and even worry about his life.

And the more advanced cultivators, the older they get, the more selfish and empty they become, and they have long lost the fetters of mortal dust. They no longer disdain to participate in mortal battles at all, and even if the kingdom of their ancestors and grandchildren is destroyed, it is difficult for them to have waves in their hearts.

But Jiang Ming knew that there were at least two people who had murderous intentions towards him, one was the mysterious ancestor of the Chu State who let Feng Lao deal with it cautiously in Shennong Mountain, and the other was the Ziyi Marquis of Zhao who had entered the world deeply.

If these two men had to be free, they would be able to kill him silently.

Every time he thought of these two people, Jiang Ming felt that his scalp was numb.

The two of them had been walking for a few months, and they had already left the Eastern Continent, and they didn't know where they came, Jiang Ming was still a little worried.

The night sky here is extraordinarily quiet, and Jiang Ming has a lot of thoughts in his heart. Mosquito has been sleeping in the corner of his Divine Consciousness Sea since he got the Dragon Ball two years ago, without any movement. Glancing at the little fat man next to him who was drunkenly covering his belly and snoring. made Jiang Ming's heart extremely unsteady.

"Hey, boy, do you have time to talk?" the little dragon's voice came.

"What are you talking about, tell me about your tragic love past?" Jiang Ming laughed.

"Of course not! Who gets up at night to talk about this? Ben Shuai is a little familiar with your practice, and wants to give you a few words, otherwise you will be hammered to the head one day, wouldn't Ben Shuai become a lonely soul and a wild dragon?" He knelt down beside Jiang Ming's Yuan Shen every day and listened to the scriptures with his eyes closed, seeing the subtleties, and he also had some understanding of Jiang Ming's inner thoughts.

"Let's talk about it. Jiang Ming didn't care, but he was still looking forward to the knowledge of this dragon in his heart.

Xiaolong was a little dissatisfied with Jiang Ming's attitude, so he simply sat up on the golden sandbank, yawned, stretched his waist slowly, and said after a long time: "If Ben Shuai is not mistaken, the exercise that your kid practices is called the 'Xuanqi Heavenly Book' The mother of all scriptures back then, the earliest exercise between heaven and earth." This exercise is extremely difficult to practice, but the benefits are also great, almost all-encompassing, in my opinion, you just practiced the 'heart decision' in it, but did not practice the 'body formula', if the two sides go hand in hand, your kid is in the same realm, and the combat power will be increased by at least four times!"

"How do you practice the body formula? I don't have the scriptures for the body formula. Jiang Ming said in his heart, and Xiaolong heard it clearly.

"Fool, read the scriptures upside down...", the little dragon said as he toyed with his beard.

When Jiang Ming heard this, a bright light suddenly flashed in his mind. He hurriedly closed his eyes, and the ancient words that were imprinted in his heart by Mosquito emerged one by one, floating in his primordial spirit.

"Sure enough, if you look at the scriptures completely upside down, it's a completely different method!" Jiang Ming exclaimed in his heart half a day later!

"Of course, the mysteries and the mystical gates, the mother of yin and yang, are really the roots of the sky, and the mysteries of the heavenly books are infinitely useful. It's a waste to have fallen into the hands of your kid for so long!"

"Thank you Uncle Long for your advice!" Jiang Ming was so excited that he forgot that it was a divine sense exchange, and suddenly spoke.

The little fat man on the side was caught off guard and burped, and said drunkenly, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, let's play. Jiang Mingguang pinched the belly of the little fat man. The latter slapped him, turned away, and snored again.

Since the little fat man learned the fusion of divine thunder, the problem of drinking has returned, and as long as he is not sleeping all day long, he keeps pouring wine into his mouth.

However, Jiang Ming suddenly discovered today that the little fat man, a nine-year-old baby, had begun to lose his hair...

Frightened, Jiang Ming immediately focused his attention on the little fat man's wine jar, and quickly grabbed a handful of his head, repeated it several times, and saw that there was not a single hair in his hand, and then put the snack.

Since then, the little fat man poured wine into his mouth again, and he didn't drink it anymore, and when he saw the little fat man's wine jar, it was like avoiding snakes and scorpions.