my universal tinder

Chapter 526 Something is wrong

Imperial City!

Sky Mending Guild!

"Boss, you really broke the sky this time!"

As soon as Wang Qiong came back, Gu Shixin looked sad as if the sky had fallen, and there was even a hint of complaint in his eyes.

"What's wrong? Old Gu?" Wang Qiong asked.

"This is what I should ask you. You actually went to the Hundred Thousand Mountains to hunt dragons?" Gu Shixin stared.

"You know it so soon?"

Wang Qiong was stunned. As soon as they came back, Gu Shixin actually received the news that he was worthy of being the son of Tianwu Prince, and his intelligence ability was terrifying.

"Nonsense, the imperial court's eyeliner is all over the world, not to mention all regions of Zhongzhou, even the northern border, the star islands of the four seas, and a hundred thousand mountains are all under the imperial court's supervision." Gu Shixin said with staring eyes.

He was stunned when he got the news from King Tianwu.

Flood dragons are dragon species, of the ancient demon lineage, with the highest bloodline, and a large part of them have descended from true kings.

The existence of hunting and killing is simply earth-shaking and daring.

"The imperial court's intelligence capabilities are so strong?" Wang Qiong narrowed his eyes slightly, with a flash of fear.

He had heard a long time ago that after Emperor Qin ascended the throne, in addition to establishing a research institute, he also set up another more mysterious institution called Jiantiansi.

This is an armed force that only Emperor Qin can directly mobilize.

Everything about Jiantiansi is extremely mysterious, and even the outside world does not know whether this legendary organization exists.

However, Wang Qiong had heard from the Seventh Prince that Jiantiansi's intelligence capabilities were unparalleled in the world, and his force value was unimaginable. To enter Jiantiansi, at least one had to be a ruler.

And that's just the basic requirement.

When Wang Qiong heard it, he was stunned for a long time and he didn't recover from it. He looked at the Seventh Prince as if he saw a sow climbing a tree.

The masters of the fusion environment are already the backbone of this world, and they have the hope of aspiring to the top.

It is extremely difficult and dangerous to cultivate to this realm, who is not talented?
The ruler is already considered a powerful party, and in the world of ordinary wealthy families, he can even be called the Taoist ancestor.

Is this just the basic requirement to enter Jiantian Division?

From this alone, Wang Qiong can roughly calculate how terrifying this mysterious institution is.

It's no wonder that the outside world doesn't have any information about him. Compared with the research institute, it is more like the shadow of Emperor Qin, always hidden in the darkness.

All the world sees is light.

This ray of light is the research institute.

"After all, Emperor Qin is Emperor Qin, with light in one hand and darkness in the other, like a god of chaos, holding yin and yang in his hands, and managing the state."

In this regard, Wang Qiong couldn't help sighing.

"Whenever I can have a force like this, then I can really be domineering." Wang Qiong was a little envious.

If the God Slaughter Guild can cultivate an armed force, it will all be composed of fusion devices.

The rulers rule, the controllers take charge, and the rulers are all soldiers.

Fuck, it can really run amok in the world, and any strength should be afraid of it.

With such power, the number of people does not need to be too many, dozens of people can push any Lingshan orthodoxy horizontally.

"With Jian Tiansi here, what do you think you can hide from the court?" Gu Shixin's voice pulled Wang Qiong back from his delusions.

"Then... what else do you know?" Wang Qiong couldn't help asking.

"What else?" Gu Shi asked suspiciously.

"Hahaha... no more, no more!" Wang Qiong laughed dryly.

It seems that the son of King Tianwu still doesn't know about the birth of Zhenwangdian.

Such a major event is related to the fate of all human beings, and the Palace of Light cannot stay out of it. Once it is reported, the world will be in turmoil and the impact will be too great. It is no wonder that no news has come out.

"What the hell are you doing?" Gu Shixin doubted.

"Hunting and killing the dragon!"

When Wang Qiong raised his hand, a palm-sized black scale appeared in front of him.

The black scales had a metallic luster, and the lines on them were like human meridians, and also like the orbits of stars, exuding a ferocious aura.

"Flood Lin... is still at the level of a true king!"

Gu Shixin's eyes lit up.

After all, he is the son of King Tianwu, how many good things have he seen?
He has also seen ordinary dragon scales, but those are miscellaneous dragons with impure blood.

The fallen dragons are pure blood, they can be regarded as nobles in the dragon lineage, and some even return to their ancestors, giving birth to a trace of dragon blood.

Not to mention, this fallen dragon has stepped into the rank of true king, and its body has been refined by the blood of its ancestors. It is full of treasures, which is extraordinary.

"This is the dragon scale of the Ninth True King, it can be called a rare treasure." Wang Qiong said.

This dragon scale can be used to refine profound weapons, it is more than enough.

"Good stuff, old Wang, you've gone out for a walk this time, and you've developed a lot!" Gu Shixin's eyes lit up.

"any left?"

"What do you mean?" Wang Qiong asked in a daze.

"Nonsense, one slice is not enough, and you can send the beggar!"

"Huh?" Wang Qiong's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of strange light.

"Something's wrong, something's wrong with you!" Wang Qiong looked up and down Gu Shixin, showing suspicion.

The majestic son of King Tianwu, with this expression, this movement, this way of doing things, why do you look more and more like himself?

Something is wrong!
"Come on, from what I know about you, you should be a one-shot." Gu Shixin curled his lips and said, "Send me away with just one dragon scale?"

"Fart, am I that kind of person?" Wang Qiong yelled at the table.

That's how bad reputations are spread.

Even his own people have such outrageous misunderstandings, no wonder outsiders call him a butcher, executioner, evil spirit, evil star...

Wang Qiong glanced at it.

Yang Qi looked at his nose with his eyes, his mouth with his nose, and his mouth with concern, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Ming Haoran looked at the teacup in his hand, wondering if he wanted to see a flower.

Master Donkey showed disdain, and distanced himself from Wang Qiong.

"Ma De, Lao Tzu's reputation was ruined by you." Wang Qiong spat.

"How much do you want?"

After all, the son of King Tianwu is one of his own, and the Butian Guild has indeed spent a lot of hard work since its establishment. Since it has obtained a treasure, it is okay to share it with everyone.

"Let's start with [-] pieces!" Gu Shixin casually popped a number, and almost missed Wang Qiong's report.

"Three thousand pieces? Why don't you grab them? You think it's pig hair!"

Wang Qiong stared wide-eyed, almost thinking he had heard wrong.

Although the Fallen Jiao is huge, not every scale is a rare treasure that can be used to refine profound weapons.

Just like the troubles of the human body, there are also lengths and thicknesses, some are thick, some are thin, some are long, some are short...

Out of ten dragon scales, about one precious scale can be produced.

"Go grab it, and then share it with us, wouldn't it be the same!" Gu Shixin grinned.

At this time, Yang Qi and the others seemed to have returned to their souls, and nodded in approval.

"Why do you need so many dragon scales?" Wang Qiong couldn't help asking.

As he spoke, he took out a bronze tripod from the fire ring, inside which was boiling with blood, hiding three thousand flood dragon scales.

He is never stingy with his relatives and friends.

"Do you know that Qinhuangting Research Institute secretly hides a method of refining ancient armor, and ordinary people can have the power of a ruler after wearing it." Gu Shixin lowered his voice.

"What?" Wang Qiong showed an unbelievable expression when he heard the words.

This is too much nonsense! !

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