I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 101: A True Dragon in Baiyujing

Chapter 101 A True Dragon in Baiyujing
The Inspectorate, which had a long history, was suddenly thrown into the Dali Temple prison overnight. The Inspectorate, the Ministry of Justice, and the Dali Temple all participated in the investigation, and no one knew what crime he had committed.

There seems to be some kind of special tacit understanding in Xuantianjing.

No one cared what crime this man had committed. Although there were problems within the Inspectorate, the impact did not expand and no one else was implicated.

However, after leaving the Inspectorate, many people secretly speculated about what this fourth-rank official had done wrong that was so mysterious and yet so powerful.

However, after all the guessing, nothing was found.

This incident didn't seem to affect anyone.

But in Liuhuo Mountain far away in Jiang Huaizhou, the continuous undercurrent stopped slightly, as if the mysterious owner of Liuhuo Mountain had forgotten the revenge of killing his daughter.

However, everyone in the world thought that the mountain master was probably planning a fatal attack, and his enemy in Xuantianjing would surely face a fatal killing.

But I'm afraid the killing cannot be done by others.

After experiencing this incident, Chen Zhian lived a very leisurely life for twelve or thirteen years.

He didn't know what kind of struggle Yufu Palace and Mingyue Palace had gone through because of him.

He only knew that he was a court painter in the Imperial Household Department. If invited by the Yufu Palace, he would paint a picture for the royal relatives. Apart from that, he only needed to practice in this imperial city.

In fact, the court painters of the Imperial Household Department, especially those hanging under the great palace in the Xuantian Palace, actually had quite an idle time.

During such a long time, Chen Zhian only went to Yufu Palace twice and had never even met Princess Linglong. He only painted for the two young princes and princesses.

On the twelfth day of the sixth lunar month, the sun is still scorching, and the heat of summer is spreading wantonly between heaven and earth.

The courtyard was already shaded by green trees with lush branches and leaves. In the pond, lotus flowers were blooming beautifully, alternating between pink and white, layered one on top of the other, like the green skirt of a girl, swaying gently in the breeze.

Chen Zhian closed his eyes and practiced.

In twelve or thirteen days, his Niwan Palace had already expanded further, and of the three pure airs in the Niwan Palace, only one was left.

The other two have been refined by him and transformed into the eleventh divine essence!
The eleven divine auras in Chen Zhian's Niwan Palace were like eleven sturdy pythons, entangled with each other, yet emitting an extremely strange aura.

Soon, these eleven divine essences flowed into his body and entangled his Yuan Guan, like a thick net, leaving only extremely fine meshes.

The true essence that continuously flows out of Yuanguan flows through this mesh, thereby condensing the true essence, making it more condensed, purer, and more... powerful.

"I have condensed my true essence eleven times... This is five times more than the day I killed Wang Fengsuo on Xiuba Mountain."

Chen Zhian let out a long sigh.

When killing people on Xiuba Mountain, Chen Zhian had actually condensed seven divine essences, but his true essence was only condensed six times.

Until now, perhaps it was because of the eleven divine essences that made it possible to condense true essence faster, or it might be because of the cup of tea he drank in Prime Minister Song’s house on Baishou Street that day.

Chen Zhian's speed of condensing true energy was obviously much faster. In just seven or eight days, he had completed ten condensations.

And today, he completed it for the eleventh time.

At this moment, Chen Zhian is at his peak in all aspects.

The divine essence is perfect, and it is the perfection of eleven kinds of divine essence.

The true essence has been condensed eleven times.

Nine-fold sword power.

In his hand was a two thousand forged Yangsui long sword.

Chen Zhian even had an illusion that if he faced Wang Fengsu again today, even if she had already achieved Yuanguan, he could kill her without the help of Burning Blood Ginger Fruit and Luo Fuchun.

"Fighting across levels, this should be a necessary skill for the young geniuses who rank at the top of the Tiger Cub Monument."

Chen Zhian woke up from his practice with a smile on his face.

He looked up at the sky. There was not a single cloud in the sky today, and the azure blue sky looked particularly deep.

That is why it is very hot today. The ground is so hot that it seems to melt everything.

Chen Zhian stood up, returned to his room, closed the door, and the map of Jade Capital in the sky slowly opened in his mind.

A ray of his divine energy fell into it, and he immediately transformed into an incarnation, appearing in Kunlun Lake.

He looked down and saw that the medicinal herbs needed for the Nurturing Realm in Kunlun Lake were already mature.

Chen Zhian became a little worried.

"In the fourth level of the White Jade Cicada Shell Chapter, the Unpolished Jade Chapter, all the herbs needed for the White Jade Pill are already there. It's a pity that making an Unpolished Jade-level pill is not as easy as making a Cicada Shell Pill."

Chen Zhian knew clearly that he would not be able to refine the white jade pill by himself.

At that time, we will need to trouble Qu Junhui from Xirenju.

But Qu Junhui is a businessman, and if you ask him to make medicine, you cannot pay with silver. In a few days, he will bring you into trouble.

This made Chen Zhian a little sad and hesitant for a moment.

"Forget it. It's getting harder and harder to condense divine essence now. There's only one of the Five Zen Flower Pure Qi left in the Niwan Palace. I estimate that if I can only cultivate one more divine essence, my progress in cultivation will be greatly slowed down..."

"Then let's go find Qu Junhui."

Chen Zhian thought so in his heart, and then he raised his head and looked at the place in Baiyujing that was shrouded in clouds and mist but not lit up.

There is a lot of clouds and mist, rising between the mountains.

And because the place has not been lit up yet, the mountains look like ink, just like a painting outlined in light ink.

The reason why Chen Zhian took a fancy to this place was because there was a place there that was looming under the cover of clouds and mist, adding a sense of ethereality.

"There is a pavilion here, and it will soon appear."

Chen Zhian looked at the place carefully and felt his spirit beating violently, as if he was attracted by the pavilion that had not yet appeared.

"The White Jade Palace in the sky, twelve towers and five cities...

When I think about it carefully, the buildings and city in Baiyujing seem to be gradually revealed along with my level of cultivation.

My current spiritual cultivation is at the fourth level. There are four buildings in Kunlun Lake and Nanliujing, and two pavilions in Mingjing Tower and Qingshan Tower. "

"It seems that this new pavilion seems to be related to divine essence. It will be revealed once I step into the rough jade."

Chen Zhian was quite looking forward to it.

The twelve floors and five cities each have their own mysteries.

[Kunlun Ze] Needless to say, it is because of Kunlun Ze that he has endless pills to eat, allowing his cultivation speed to be much faster than others.

[Mingjing Tower] Only the energy of Yujing is needed to explore the fate of the hostless person. The acquired energy and Ye Yuezhou are obtained in this way.

[Qingshan Tower] seems to have a very high threshold. Chen Zhian has not been able to enter the first floor yet. But even so, as long as he gets hold of a weapon and his true energy flows into it, Chen Zhian can easily know the attributes of the weapon and even some of its origins. It can be described as miraculous.

As for [Nan Liujing]... Chen Zhian always felt that Dongcheng Nan Liujing should be one of the core positions in Baiyujing.

He visualized the Southern Flow Scene, which was enough to strengthen his spiritual energy and resist external evil, just like an extremely mysterious visualization method.

There is another [Xieyangque] in Nanliujing, which is a part of Nanliujing. It is filled with purple air and yellow court. It is a place where you can practice mysterious martial arts and get twice the result with half the effort.

Even a figure like Lao Huang Liang, whose cultivation level is obviously very high, can benefit from this.

In addition, Nan Liujing can also lead others into the Baiyu Capital.

Lao Huangliang and Jiao Nu were both of great use to Chen Zhian.

Needless to say, Lao Huangliang, the White Jade Cicada Shell Chapter and the Twelve Levels of Eight Capitals North that he is practicing now all come from Lao Huangliang. They are all mysterious skills and quite precious.

In addition, Qu Junhui made medicine for him out of kindness to Lao Huangliang. When he encountered difficulties in his ordinary practice, Lao Huangliang also helped him solve his doubts.

As for Jiao Nu, although Jiao Nu was weak for the time being, he shared with him the news that Xuan Tianjing was short of painters.

After he came to Xuan Tianjing, he was settled in the imperial city, and even became famous for his colorful paintings. Many people were unable to deal with him because of the relationship with Princess Linglong. This was the mystery of Nan Liujing.

At this moment, the strange golden light in Nanliujing became stronger and stronger, as if calling Chen Zhian.

"As my cultivation level increases, Baiyujing seems to become more solid, and Nanliujing becomes more brilliant and radiant, and it can accommodate more people..."

"After cultivating the eleventh divine essence and condensing the true essence eleven times, you can extradite the third person."

Chen Zhian's divine incarnation disappeared into the void.

And that ray of divine energy rose and rose until it merged with the golden light in the southern flow scene.

The golden light from Nan Liujing flickered, communicating with the sun outside.

Chen Zhian fell into darkness again, and felt as if he was rapidly traveling through nothingness.

Then, he clearly saw a ray of light appear in the darkness.

It was a purple light, so faint that it seemed about to go out and was almost indistinct.

Until Chen Zhian's brilliant, surging golden torrent shone upon them.

It was like piercing through the curtain of darkness, bringing light and shining on the purple spot.

For a moment, the extremely faint purple light that was about to dissipate... seemed to come alive.

[Fu Tingjun]'s huge body is hidden in the depths of Luofu Sea.

This vast sea area is filled with thunder and shrouded in clouds. The entire sea is emitting a faint blue light, like a dream.

Fu Tingjun is now over 200 years old. For a dragon, 200 years old is still considered a teenager.

But even though he was young, his body was already slender and majestic, and his scales glowed with purple light, like layers of stacked gems, appearing even more mysterious and profound against the backdrop of the sea water.

His body was coiled, like a huge deep-sea mountain, lurking in the darkness of the seafloor.

The dragon's whiskers fluttered gently in the water, bringing out wisps of scattered lightning and fire.

The huge dragon's eyes opened slightly, the light in them was like a dancing flame, with a hint of grief and a resolute murderous intent, staring intently at the sky above the sea.

Fu Tingjun is waiting.

He has been waiting in this sea for more than 560 days, just to take revenge.

Until five hundred and sixty-seven days.

Above the vast and turbulent Luofu Sea, a chariot burning with blazing flames broke through the clouds.

The chariot seemed to be made of some very special bronze. Every time it turned, it brought up rolling heat waves. The entire chariot was burning with flames, just like a scorching sun.

Around the scorching sun, fire snakes are roaring and galloping, dancing wildly between the sea and the sky.

And on the chariot sat a young man in a golden robe.

He looked to be no more than twenty years old, with a face as if it had been chiseled by a knife, strong and handsome.

On the forehead, a mysterious mark emitted a faint light, like a mysterious rune that fell from the sky, as if this young man of noble status had obtained the authority of heaven!

He held the reins in his hands and exuded a powerful aura as he flew across the sea, like an immortal who wanted to drive a chariot and had descended to the mortal world.

The chariot was speeding across the sea, and Fu Tingjun's eyes suddenly changed.

Because he saw that the chariot was pulled by two real dragons.

The two real dragons were pitch black, winding and swimming in the void, looking extremely terrifying.

Fu Tingjun was not afraid at all and lay dormant in secret.

Until the chariot passed over his head...

Two rays of fire burst out from Fu Tingjun's eyes. His extremely powerful magical power passed through the sea, instantly evaporating countless sea water, and rushed straight into the void, illuminating the terrifying chariot.

There was no fear in the eyes of this young real dragon, but rather a willingness to face death head on.

He will die today.

But I must also avenge my great revenge!
With the raging fire clearing the way, his huge body suddenly rushed forward, transforming into a streak of purple lightning, drawing a dazzling arc in the air.

The air around was ignited and ripples appeared on the sea.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the chariot. This scene was like an eternal painting, bringing a storm, like thousands of blooming purple lotuses, spreading in the sky of Luofu Sea.

But the young man on the chariot remained calm and looked up at the real dragon in the sky.

There wasn't a single bit of true energy flowing through his body, nor was there any sign of magical power bursting out. He just watched the real dragon devour him.

At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded...

"You are not allowed to commit murder on my Luofu Sea."

This sound was accompanied by thunder, and it seemed to contain the majesty that could destroy all things.

Immediately afterwards, flashes of lightning burst out from the sky, on the ground and from the depths of the sea.

These lightning bolts filled the sky, fell directly into the void, and landed on Fu Tingjun.

The flames on Fu Tingjun's body went out and he fell down.

"Five Thunder Lord..."

He fell, his body shattered, his scales collapsed, his dragon body decomposed, until he fell into the water and turned into thousands of bubbles that merged with the Luofu Sea.

he died.

Fu Tingjun did not die at the hands of his enemies, but instead died under the heavenly thunder of Wu Leijun, the master of Luofu Sea, who had engraved the words on the ninth stele.

This was beyond his expectations, but he felt that... this was his fate.

He couldn't avenge the Dragon Palace.

Nor can I live in this world.

He could only die silently in the Luofu Sea.

only……

He was unwilling to give up. If he was given another hundred years...

But once you are dead, you are dead, and there will be no more chances.

His consciousness gradually sank into darkness, and continued to fall, falling to the deepest part of heaven and earth.

His body had long since disintegrated, leaving only a wisp of his spirit.

But when that ray of divine energy was about to dissipate, Fu Tingjun suddenly felt a blazing light shining on him.

The light was like a golden sun, bringing him back to life.

The next moment, he opened his eyes.