Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 217: The Power of the Dragon and Elephant, the Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Power
According to Zhang Yuan's deduction, the martial arts of Dragon Elephant Wuzong are actually quite advanced.

Unfortunately, this technique is incomplete and cannot condense the power of the dragon and elephant.

According to legend, in ancient times there were mythical beasts like dragons and elephants. Their bodies were as big as mountains, covered with dragon scales, and they could exert a force of five million kilograms when they lifted their feet.

This kind of dragon-elephant power is simply not something that an ordinary human body can bear.

It cannot be practiced unless you are at the Grandmaster level.

However, Dragon Elephant Wuzong cut half of the skills that only a master could practice, leaving only the simplest method of condensing the power of the dragon and elephant, and then passed it on to the younger disciples to practice.

A disciple of the Dragon Elephant Martial Sect who does not have the cultivation level of a Grandmaster will never be able to achieve a very strong level of cultivation even if he spends his entire life trying.

The only advantage is that the body is extremely stable.

Thick skin and flesh.

"Possessing the combat power of a grandmaster?" Duan Ta widened his eyes, a blank expression on his face, and pointed his finger at his nose.

"My Lord, are you saying that I can possess the combat power of a Grandmaster?"

Zhang Yuan nodded.

Duan Ta's arms trembled, he clenched his fists, and knelt down on one knee.

"Duanta is willing to die for you, sir!"

Zhang Yuan's face was calm as he reached out and patted Duan Ta's shoulder.

"There's no need to die."

"I will not let those who follow me die in vain."

"On the contrary, I will make him rich and prosperous, and his martial arts flourish."

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Dragon Elephant Martial Sect.

Duan Ta summoned all the disciples, deacons and elders above the middle stage of the acquired realm in the sect.

Zhang Yuan was browsing the inheritance records of Longxiang Wuzong in the library nearby.

According to historical records, the ancestor of the Longxiang Wuzong was once a military officer of the Qin Dynasty.

Stationed in a place called the Great Qin Divine Prison.

The Dragon Elephant Skill inherited by the Dragon Elephant Wuzong was derived from the Dragon Elephant Prison-Suppressing Skill practiced by the founder of the sect himself.

This military officer, who was only a low-ranking jailer in the Great Qin Divine Prison, actually cultivated the power of a dragon and an elephant.

Zhang Yuan didn't know where this divine prison was or what kind of place it was.

He had never heard of this place.

The founder of the Longxiang Wuzong later left the sect and was said to have returned to the Divine Prison, but he never returned.

He only got half of the inherited skills of the Dragon Elephant Martial Sect.

In Zhang Yuan's mind, golden lights flashed, and the beads of perception shattered. He began to slowly deduce the Dragon Elephant Skill, to see when he could complete this skill.

According to the records of the Dragon and Elephant Wuzong, the founder transformed into a dragon and elephant, his body as big as a mountain, he could travel a hundred miles in one step and carry an entire city back.

With this level of strength, is he still a master?

Could it be that there is a realm above the Grandmaster realm?
Perhaps, outside Yongtianzhou lies the truly brilliant world?
Was Yong Tianzhou's suppression of the Great Dao a method used by immortals or demons, or was there some other reason?

Zhang Yuan knew that he still lacked experience and knew too little about Jiuzhou and Daqin.

Closing the book, Zhang Yuan looked at Duan Ta who walked into the courtyard.

"Sir, our Dragon Elephant Martial Sect's seven Xiantian Realm disciples, one hundred and thirty-one post-natal realm disciples above the middle stage, deacons, and elders have all gathered, awaiting your call upon them."

Duan Ta clasped his fists towards Zhang Yuan and spoke loudly.

Zhang Yuan cast his gaze on the majestic disciples of the Dragon Elephant Martial Sect outside the gate, with a hint of a smile on his face.

"Okay, come with me."

Duan Ta nodded excitedly and followed Zhang Yuan to the courtyard behind the library.

In front of the library, a group of disciples and elders looked at each other, waiting with solemn expressions.

"what--"

In the courtyard behind the library, a painful roar was heard, causing the expressions of the elders in front of the library to change.

"what--"

Duanta roared in pain again.

The disciples' expressions were no longer calm.

"what……"

In front of the library, everyone's expressions changed.

What kind of painful things did our sect leader go through behind that library?
If Duan Ta hadn't issued a strict order, the disciples would have been ready to rush into the library. At this moment, in the courtyard behind the library, Duan Ta clenched his fists, veins bulging on his forehead.

There was a flicker of light like fire in his eyes.

"hold head high--"

A faint war elephant hummed, and a blood-red shadow of a war elephant appeared behind him.

The shadow of this war elephant was faint and could not be compared with the war elephant of He Jinquan with the combat power of the grandmaster level.

But no matter what, this is the shadow of a war elephant, and it has the combat power of a grandmaster!
"You become familiar with the power of war elephants, and then integrate it into the combat skills of the Dragon Elephant Martial Sect."

"Tomorrow you will go to Chilong Ridge and sit in Chilong Temple with the priest He Jinquan."

"By the way, He Jinquan is now the worshiper of the Black Ice Platform in Zhengyang County."

Zhang Yuan's voice sounded behind Duan Ta.

Offerings are made at the Black Ice Platform.

The number one person in the martial arts world of Zhengyang County actually quietly joined the Black Ice Platform.

If Zhang Yuan hadn't said it, how could Duan Ta dare to think about it?

Duan Ta had a calm expression on his face when he walked out of the library.

"Master, are you okay?"

"Master, that gentleman, he, he didn't do anything to you, did he?"

Several Xiantian Realm elders and close disciples gathered around.

Duan Ta waved his hand and looked at the fifty-year-old man standing in the front.

"Elder Gu, you go."

The fifty-year-old man's face froze, and then he walked towards the library.

A moment later, a painful sound was heard in the courtyard.

"what……"

In front of the library, all the disciples of Longxiang Wuzong looked pale.

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Zhao's Villa.

Prince Ying Liang, who hurried back from outside the city, looked surprised and bowed to the short-bearded old man standing in the hall, wearing a light blue brocade robe and a jade crown on his head.

"Father."

King Zhao of the Qin Dynasty Ying Ji.

Many people had originally had high hopes for this talented and famous member of the imperial family who was guarding the Qin Dynasty. Unfortunately, he seemed to be unlucky. Over the years, he neither became a vassal king nor could he return to the imperial city.

If he wastes any more time, King Zhao Ying Ji may never have the chance to return to the imperial city.

"Why did my father come to the county town? What's the matter?"

Ying Liang looked at King Zhao with a serious expression on his face.

In today's Prince Zhao's Palace, no news is good news.

Recently, Prince Zhao has been staying at home, leaving all matters, big or small, to the Crown Prince Ying Liang, in order to reduce the chances of outsiders spying on Prince Zhao's palace.

Maintaining the status quo.

"Good news." Prince Zhao's face showed some joy. He looked at the tired Ying Liang and said softly, "My son has worked hard for Prince Zhao's palace and made great contributions."

good thing?

Puzzlement flashed in Ying Liang's eyes, and he shook his head. "Father, my aunt, my second brother, and my fourth sister are all contributing. The Zhao Palace is our home, and we all prosper together. No matter how much we sacrifice, it's worth it."

At this point, he looked at King Zhao and asked, "What good news is it that has troubled my father to come here in person?"

Hearing his question, King Zhao smiled and said, "The prefect visited King Zhao's mansion and said that King Zhao's mansion attracted many talented people, but was attacked twice and was almost destroyed, which almost brought shame to Zhengyang County."

Is this to hold people accountable for the attacks on talented people in Sanmiao and Langya counties?
Ying Liang frowned.

The reputation of the county government is no trivial matter.

But why is my father in such a good mood?
"To ensure the success of this gathering, County Magistrate Zheng has arranged for the Black Ice Terrace's Black Cavalry and Black Armored Warriors to participate in the gathering's escort mission."

King Zhao's voice rang out.

Ying Liang's expression slowly darkened.

County Government, are you trying to pick peaches?
The brothers and sisters have been running around and making arrangements for Prince Zhao's mansion, and now the county government wants to get involved?
No, if that were all, my father wouldn't be in such a good mood and wouldn't come to see me specially.

Looking up, he looked at King Zhao.

(End of this chapter)