Chapter 446 Bloodline

'As a cultivator who has been stationed here for many years, he really knows this information! '

Wei Zhong was not surprised by this:

"Brother Guan, can you tell me in detail?"

Guan Hong did not explain immediately, but asked:
"Brother Wei, you accepted the order from the Taoist Master and came to the western battlefield. I think it was for this thing, right?"

"Brother Guan has a keen eye and knows that I can't hide it from you."

The two have the same goal, they are competitors, but Guan Hong did not intend to hide it, but sighed and added:
“It is true that there is the Sun Essence in the Red Flame Land, and there is indeed intelligence record of it.

"The things that Dao Lord needs to be promoted are obtained from here."

Wei Zhong's eyes lit up:
"Oh? According to the time when Jiuzhou came here, the Taoist master obtained the true essence of the sun thousands of years ago.

"Could it be possible that a Sun Essence could be bred in this Red Flame Land within a few thousand years?"

Guan Hong shook his head:
“I don’t know either, but the Taoist master once said that within three thousand years, a second sun essence will surely appear.

"That's why I came here to guard. I'm sure the Taoist master won't lie to us."

Despite what he said, Wei Zhong could still see a hint of lack of confidence in Guan Hong's eyes.

I don’t know whether it is for the Taoist master of Jiuzhou or for this land of red flame.

"If it really lives for thousands of years, the demon dragon in this Red Flame Land will not be simple!"

Wei Zhong looked emotional.

Although spiritual creatures and demons do not coexist, the frequent appearance of high-level spiritual creatures will inevitably create a large number of powerful demons.

Thousands of years seems like a long time for some human cultivators, but this is not the case for demon dragons, whose lifespans are already very long.

Guan Hong nodded, seeming to agree with Wei Zhong's words:

“That’s true. Even if we don’t rely on the true essence of the sun, other spiritual objects are enough to promote the birth of a large number of high-level demon dragons.

"The reason why the battle on the western front is so intense is because of the huge number of demon dragons blocking the way."

After saying that, he looked up at Wei Zhong:

"Brother Wei, what do you think of the number of troops on the Western Front?"

Wei Zhong stroked his beard and said, "More than a dozen or nearly twenty, accounting for half of the high-level forces in Jiuzhou. They must be numerous and powerful."

Guan Hong asked: "Brother Wei, do you know how many seventh-level demon dragons there are on the western battlefield?"

Before Wei Zhong could reply, Guan Hong had already raised two fingers.

Wei Zhong was puzzled:

"twenty?"

The latter shook his head and said:

"No, it's double."

Wei Zhong was stunned, looking a little surprised, but not too shocked.

Having been in the demon world for many years, Wei Zhong had long known that there were a large number of seventh-order demon dragons in this world.

During his trip to the Thousand Lakes Land, Wei Zhong encountered nearly ten seventh-level demon dragons, not to mention the Red Flame Land which was even more resource-rich.

"Such a large number of high-level demon dragons is the main reason why we have not been able to make effective progress on the western front," Guan Hong said with sadness in his eyes.

Qin Boxi, a disciple beside him, comforted him:

"Master has already pushed the front line thousands of miles. This is just a temporary stalemate. There will always be a day of breakthrough in the future..."

Before he finished speaking, Guan Hong had already shaken his head and sighed:

"Difficult, difficult...

“Unless the number of our monks on the western front can be doubled, I’m afraid it will be difficult to advance the battle line now.

"Maybe in the future, the demon dragon will push us back..."

The appearance of just one demon dragon, such as the Yaojin Dragon, which accidentally broke through to the eighth level, was enough to cause the entire battle line to be defeated.

The gap between the eighth level and the seventh level, and between Mahayana and Hedao, cannot be made up by quantity at all.

"The Red Flame Land is so dangerous. How did the Taoist obtain the true essence of the sun thousands of years ago?"

Wei Zhong expressed his doubts at the right time.

"How can we estimate the power of the Taoist master?

"For someone as brilliant and talented as the Taoist master, we can hardly even hope to match him.

"Even if you have some great magical powers, it is reasonable..."

Wei Zhong saw Guan Hong's expression and couldn't help but shake his head:
'This Jiuzhou cultivator seems to have a mysterious confidence in this Taoist master.

'It's really strange. The Taoist master of Jiuzhou said that he practices the way of incense and fire, but there are no related temples or statues in Jiuzhou.

'Without a medium to collect incense, how can the incense road be carried out?'

Wei Zhong was puzzled, shook his head, and brought the topic back:
"Brother Guan, do you have any plans for that Sun Essence?"

The latter nodded, took out a jade slip, and told Wei Zhong in detail about the place where the sun's true essence was born, the dangers nearby, and even the safest infiltration route.

And finally invited Wei Zhong to go together.

Wei Zhong was surprised by such a generous attitude and said with a smile:
"Brother Guan, you described it in such detail, aren't you afraid that I will snatch this opportunity away?"

Guan Hong chuckled and shook his head, thinking:
"How can such an opportunity be so easy to obtain?"

But he said:

"We are a group, and after arriving here, we will rely on our own abilities. If Brother Wei really has the ability to take this thing, then I will accept it..."

His words revealed that Wei Zhong and his two companions might not be the only ones involved in the mission to seize the spiritual object, but there might be other people involved.

Wei Zhong understood that high-level opportunities like the True Essence of the Sun were too rare, so naturally all the Hedao in Jiuzhou were keeping an eye on them.

Once an opportunity arises, it will surely attract many people to explore it.

However, most of the monks will become baits to share the firepower of the evil dragon, and only one lucky one will have the chance to obtain the treasure.

Guan Hong shared the intelligence without hesitation, with the intention of letting Wei Zhong share the firepower.

Picking up the jade slip, Wei Zhong stood up and asked:
"In recent years, Brother Guan, have you been able to infiltrate and explore the conditions of the inner sun's true essence?"

"Brother Wei, do you want to go and take a look?" Guan Hong was startled and shook his head slightly, "I advise Brother Wei to give up this idea.

“Although this route is relatively safe, it is still quite dangerous to go alone.

“Moreover, there is no need for us to keep watching when the Sun Essence will be born.

"When the time is right, the Taoist master will let you know."

'Is the power of Mahayana really this great?'

When Wei Zhong was surprised, he nodded gently:
"Thank you for the information, Brother Guan!"

"No, I also want to thank you for protecting my disciple..."

The two exchanged a few polite words and Wei Zhong said goodbye and left.

The silver light returned to the psychic tower on the mountainside and disappeared inside.

Watching Wei Zhong go away, Qin Boxi stood up and asked:

"Master, is it inappropriate to tell this person such important information?"

Guan Hong turned around and glanced at the latter:
"Why do you think this person is weak?"

Qin Boxi was a little embarrassed when he saw what he was thinking.
“That’s not the case. Senior Wei’s strength is certainly much greater than ours, but compared to a cultivator like you who has achieved the Perfect Dao, he is definitely far inferior.

"Letting him get involved is really a bit..."

Guan Hong has a different view:

“It’s a little weak now, but it will be different in the future.

"You guys have to follow the turns to enjoy the things in the Soul Transporting Tower, but this person is different.

“After enjoying the power of a Soul Transporting Pagoda for nearly two thousand years, he might be about to break through to the middle stage of He Dao.

"With the strength of a seventh-level physical cultivator, you and I cannot underestimate him."

Qin Boxi's expression flickered, and it was unknown what he was thinking about. "Okay, let's stop here. You have just broken through to the Hedao, and your cultivation is not yet completely stable.

"I'll arrange for someone else to do your daily tasks for you, so you should practice more these days.

"There will be many more tough battles to fight in the future."

Qin Boyi bowed and clasped his hands:
"Disciple thanks the master!"

In the Soul Transporting Tower, Wei Zhong looked at the big gold rolling in the fog pool and nodded slowly:

"You are so full, but I still can't taste the flavor."

Hearing this, Da Jin stopped what he was doing, flew closer to Wei Zhong, opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of gas that covered Wei Zhong's face.

It was clearly sprayed out from the mouth of an animal, but there was not the slightest fishy smell.

Wei Zhong's mind suddenly became clear after smelling it. His mind became sharper than usual, and as he put his skills into practice, his speed was even faster than usual.

Wei Zhong stared with eyes wide open, then burst into laughter and patted Da Jin's head with his hand:

"You, my friend. I've kept you for so long. You finally have some skills that you can actively display."

A breath of cloud of air instantly adjusted Wei Zhong to a full state.

Under such circumstances, not only will the speed of cultivation be much faster, it will also be of great help in practicing alchemy and magic.

He sat cross-legged and practiced like this, and spiritual energy continued to be generated in the Soul Transporting Tower to provide for Wei Zhong's practice.

……

Outside the Yunling Tower, a beam of Nascent Soul light flew over, walked forward and handed over a token with the word "Yun" engraved on it. The characters were sharp and looked like they were carved by a sword.

"Fei Xuan, a monk from the twelfth battalion of the eighth division of the Western Army, wants to enter the tower to break through..."

Deacon Wu Wei behind the table took the token, confirmed it was genuine, and returned it to the monk in front of him:
"Go ahead, Room A-10. Don't go into the wrong room."

"Yes, thank you, Deacon Wu."

He took the order and left, entering the Soul Transporting Tower at the rear.

In recent years, according to the rules set by Wei Zhong, seats in the Soul Transporting Tower are no longer the privilege of high-ranking cultivators, but are widely distributed among the cultivators in the army.

Not only those in the military, but even idle monks, as long as they have enough merits, still have the opportunity to enter the Soul Transporting Tower.

These policies were praised and applauded by most of the monks on the Western Front.

As such a policy maker, Wei Zhong enjoys a reputation on the front battlefield second only to Guan Hong.

Wu Wei crossed out a name on the jade slip in his hand and hummed softly, seeming to be in a good mood.

"If I continue to be on duty like this, it won't be long before I, the old Taoist priest, will also have the opportunity to enter the tower."

Frontline achievements include not only killing enemies on the battlefield, but also logistics.

It’s just that the accumulation speed is much slower.

Suddenly, a beam of light flew out from the Yunling Tower. Wu Wei was very familiar with the aura and power of the Hedao.

He quickly stood up and bowed:

"Meet Elder Wei!"

Wei Zhong nodded in the air, and a voice came:
"Not bad, do it well!"

There are many monks like Wu Wei who have stayed in logistics positions for a long time, and Wei Zhong does not treat them differently.

Everyone has their own ambitions, and striving for safety is not a bad thing. As long as you can contribute to the war on the Western Front, it's fine.

Wei Zhong's light rose up, crossed half of the sacred mountain, and entered the hall on the top of the mountain.

There were already many Hedao monks waiting here, such as the two from the An family and Guan Hong's followers.

Seeing Wei Zhong sitting down, Guan Hong, who was sitting on the main seat, clapped his hands:

"Fellow Daoist Wei is here, and the remaining Daoists have their own tasks, so they will not participate in this matter.

"Let me explain the current task..."

The details of the mission were similar to the previous ones. Wei Zhong was distracted by what he heard, but he waited for the last word.

"This dragon must be captured alive!"

Everyone present was stunned, and An Yuxuan asked:
"But which fellow Taoist needs this demon dragon as material to refine the Spirit General Tower?"

Wei Zhong's eyes also focused on Guan Hong's face, waiting for the latter's answer:
"No, it is for other purposes within the Nine Provinces. As for the specifics, I have no right to reveal them."

Such a riddle-like behavior would certainly not dispel everyone's doubts. Several Hedao looked at each other, and it was unknown what they were discussing through whispering.

"Because I need to guard Lingshan, I need a fellow Taoist to lead the team on this trip."

After saying that, he turned to look at Wei Zhong:

"Friend Wei, are you willing to take on this task?"

Wei Zhong looked surprised. Although he had experience leading a team when carrying out missions before, the strength of his teammates was mediocre and could not compare with Wei Zhong, so he took on this position.

But today...

Wei Zhong glanced around, sizing up those present.

There are quite a few people in the middle stage of Hedao, and there is also An Jingchen, a veteran strong man in the late stage of Hedao.

Wei Zhong always felt a little uncomfortable letting himself lead the team.

"Brother Guan, this mission..."

He signaled to the monks present with his eyes.

Guan Hong smiled slightly, and An Jingchen explained:
"I have no objection, and General Guan discussed this with me privately before you arrived..."

Since this late-stage Hedao cultivator had no objection, the remaining few naturally had no reason to object.

Wei Zhong stroked his chin as if thinking, his lips moved slightly, and he sent a message to Guan Hong:

"Fellow Daoist, you can let me lead the team, but please tell me the details. I am sure that I have the authority to know something as I am a Daoist."

Guan Hong sighed in voice transmission:

"I knew that Fellow Daoist Wei had such a request. I will not hide it. This mission was personally issued by the Dao Master, who specifically requested the Devil Bearded Dragon."

Wei Zhong recalled what the other party had just said:
"The Devil Bearded Dragon has silver spirit beards that can restrain blood and spiritual energy. It is a magic trick used by cultivators like me...

"It is indeed an extremely powerful ability, but is there some hidden secret behind it?"

Guan Hong nodded:

"That's right. The Taoist master once said that this dragon's bloodline is special and may be a throwback to its ancestors. As for its ancestor, it is very likely to be an eighth-level monster, and one that has come into contact with the power of the law."

"law?"

Wei Zhong looked surprised. He never expected that a random dragon-catching mission would involve such a force.

"The power of law, the confinement force field, what kind of law is this?"

Guan Hong replied:

"According to the Taoist master, it is most likely the law of time."

……

Outside Lingshan, many beams of light rose into the sky, surrounded by clouds.

Several people were arranged in an orderly manner and walked through it.

"Fellow Daoist Wei, this journey is quite dangerous, please be more cautious."

Guan Hong's behavior as a riddle teller made An Jingchen feel inexplicably uneasy, so he reminded Wei Zhong about it.

Wei Zhong had not yet recovered from the shock of the news he had just heard. He nodded heavily upon hearing this:

"Don't worry, Mr. An. I'll be honest and reliable in my work, regardless of other things."

An Yuxuan smiled when she heard this, and recalling what Wei Zhong had done, it seemed difficult to associate Wei Zhong with the word "safe".

What she didn't know was that Wei Zhong's standard of safety was based on his own strength.

With the physical training level of the late seventh stage, there are very few people of the same level who can hurt Wei Zhong.

Not to mention the spiritual cultivation level of the middle stage of He Dao, plus various trump cards.

If Wei Zhong is not stable, who is?
(End of this chapter)

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