Today, at the convention of the Myriad Clans, Xuanyuan was in high spirits. He had shocked the Divine Race and made a name for himself in the world. The major forces would never forget that the Human Race could do so on this day in the Age of Chaos. Xuanyuan's ability had won admiration from the bottom of their hearts. It was not without reason that he was able to create a near-immortal inheritance like the 'Blue Dragon Holy Land'.
Originally, the Divine Race planned to compete with force. However, they did not expect that the 'Blue Dragon Holy Land' would suddenly have so many experts and even the 'Dao Restriction Square', which caught the Divine Race off guard. Their previous plan to use force had failed and became their fatal weakness. At least in the 'Dao Restriction Square', the 'Blue Dragon Holy Land' had too much of an advantage. Not to mention other things, they had so many superior Dao weapons that could hack people to death. No matter how strong a person's body was, except for some terrifying existences, few people could withstand the Dao weapons. After all, not everyone could have the 'All Energy-Absorption Body'.
Xuanyuan looked at Bian Que's determined eyes and paused. He took out the set of silver needles and handed them to Bian Que.
"Brother Bian Que, these are the silver needles left by the ancestors of the Bian Family. There are a total of one hundred and eight silver needles. Each of these silver needles is stained with the lives of millions of living beings. They have great merit. They must also contain various Great Daos left by the ancestors of the Bian Family. I hope that you can bring glory to these silver needles. Now, I'll give them to you."
"I can't thank you enough. Saint Lord Xuanyuan, Bian Que is grateful. I can only stay in the 'Blue Dragon Holy Land'. I hope that the medical skills of the Bian Family can be passed on, so that the Bian Family's inheritance will not be severed." Bian Que was very excited. He held the set of silver needles with both hands. They were really left by the ancestors of the Bian Family. Each silver needle was engraved with the superior Dao patterns of the Bian Family. In fact, this set of silver needles was the complete inheritance of the Bian Family's medical skills. It was just that ordinary people could not comprehend it.
Bian Que didn't expect that after being captured by Purple Face God Emperor, he would gain something out of a misfortune. This set of silver needles was too precious. If he could perform closed-door training for a period of time, he would definitely be able to improve a lot. At that time, he would be completely different from his current self.
"Master of Order, take Brother Bian Que to the Ten Thousand Immortals Peak and find a divine mountain so that he can meditate in peace for a while. You are very knowledgeable. It will be best if you can give him some advice." Xu Anyuan turned to look at the Master of Order. It would be a waste of a heavenly treasure to not use such an ancient artifact. He would squeeze as much out of him as he could.
"What are the benefits?" The Master of Order was very direct. He looked at Xuanyuan with a despicable smile. During his time in the Blue Dragon Holy Land, he had been tainted by the virtues of The Great Pig and Peng Fei.
"The benefit is that I will use the ancient characters to see if I can break the seal before the few major celestial provinces merge with the Central Yang Divine Land. This will increase your strength." Xuanyuan was very serious. Indeed, at that time, the Master of Order's help was needed even more. Otherwise, it would be very difficult. At that time, who knew how many celestial race powerhouses would descend. With the current strength of the Central Yang Divine Land, it would be very difficult to resist.
"Since you said so, then I'll reluctantly believe you this time. I'll guide this kid well. His aptitude is a little lacking, but he hasn't reached the level of trash. But even if he's trash, I can turn him into a treasure in my hands." The Master of Order chuckled and left the Dao Restriction Square with Bian Que.
The eyes of the various forces of the human race twitched. The Blue Dragon Holy Land could have such a terrifying existence like the Master of Order. They really couldn't afford to offend them.
Now, only the various forces of the human race were left. Xuanyuan looked at Gui Lingzi and took out a beautiful piece of paper. He said, "Gui Lingzi, this beautiful piece of paper in my hand was left behind by your father. Every word in it is like a gem. It contains his lifelong comprehension of the Great Dao. This originally belonged to you. Please keep it well. I think this is something he wanted to leave for you."
'Gui Lingzi' quickly stood up and took the beautiful piece of paper from Xuanyuan. He was very excited. He immediately cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Saint Lord Xuanyuan. As the saying goes, there is no reward for a meritorious deed. Although this item was left behind by my father, it is all thanks to the Devouring Emperor's care for it for many years that it is still intact until now. Therefore, I am giving it to Saint Lord Xuanyuan. It was refined by my father. In times of crisis, it will be very useful. I hope that Saint Lord Xuanyuan can be careful …"
'Gui Lingzi' didn't say what it was useful for. Xuanyuan nodded and accepted it without hesitation.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony."
Then, Xuanyuan looked at 'God Jiang' and said seriously, "Brother Shen, this is a fishing rod left behind by the ancestor of the Jiang Family. There is a divine silk and a Golden Needle of the Great Dao on it. To the Jiang Family, it is probably very important. Please accept it."
'God Jiang' was shocked. He quickly stood up and came in front of Xuanyuan. He took the fishing rod with both hands. One could imagine how much respect he had for his ancestor.
After the Jiang Family's divine ancestor achieved great success in his cultivation, he used this fishing rod to fish every night. After fishing for forty-nine years, there was finally a fish that was willing to bite the Golden Needle of the Great Dao. From then on, the Jiang Family's divine ancestor disappeared, leaving only this fishing rod. Looking at the dried fish in his hand, God Jiang's emotions fluctuated greatly.
He paused, looked at Xuanyuan and smiled bitterly, "Holy Lord Xuanyuan, you know the situation of the Jiang Family. We are nothing but treasures. I can only give you a Golden Lotus. This is the Golden Flower. I know you practice the Golden Flower. I hope this Golden Flower will help you in the future." Xuanyuan smiled bitterly, "Holy Lord Xuanyuan, you know the situation of the Jiang Family. We are nothing but treasures. I can only give you a Golden Lotus. This is the Golden Flower. I know you practice the Golden Flower. I hope this Golden Flower can help you in the future."
Xuanyuan took the golden lotus. His heart was beating fast. This golden lotus was too precious. The Jiang Family's ancestor was so bold that after cultivating the 'Three Flowers at One's Prominence', he cut off the three flowers above his head. No one knew why. Only the Jiang Family's ancestor knew. The Jiang Family came from a Daoist sect and had a deep relationship with the Li Family. Therefore, it was possible that the Jiang Family's ancestor cultivated the 'Three Flowers at One's Prominence'.
"Many thanks." Xuanyuan put away the golden lotus, and Jiang Shen returned to his position. He felt the fishing rod in his hand, and felt the various energies flowing through it. He stared intently at every inch of the rod.
Other than that, Xuanyuan looked at the human factions and some rogue cultivators. He said, "Next is the Gauntlet Wood and Judge Brush left behind by the Shang Family. Rumor has it that someone has always said that the Shang Family's bloodline is from the Shang Family. Come out and let everyone see if it is the real deal."
As soon as he said that, the crowd started discussing. "I wonder who it was that kept saying that he was the orphan of the Shang Family. But he didn't show himself. It seems that he is afraid. The three thousand Confucians are here."
"Yeah, the three thousand Confucians of the Kong Clan have sharp eyes. It is hard to fool them. It seems that the Shang Family's bloodline is really gone."
"Hehehe, it's not like there are no orphans of the Shang Family." Suddenly, a cold and sinister laugh could be heard.
Xuanyuan frowned. He saw a man wrapped in a black robe. His body was terrifyingly strong, and he was from the Shen Clan. There was a man and a woman in his hands. Both of them were severely injured, and their bones were broken.
"Who are you?" Xuanyuan frowned and asked in a deep voice.
"Me? Of course I'm the God Child of the Celestial Race. But I'm different from those trash. How can I let you threaten me like this? The two orphans of the Shang Family are in my hands. Sacred Ancestor Xu Anyuan, I don't want anything else. I just want the corpse of the Celestial Race's Imperial Prince in exchange for their lives. What do you think? "The mysterious Imperial Prince cackled.
"Sacred Lord Xu Anyuan, don't give it to him. This person's methods are too terrifying. If you give him the corpse of the Celestial Race's Imperial Prince, there will be endless trouble in the future." A man said with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"How did you get captured by him?" Xuanyuan felt that the two orphans of the Shang Family had already stepped into the Sage Realm. They shouldn't have been captured.
"When the Shang Family in Ri was destroyed, the two of them were sent away. We didn't know about this. When the Shang Family was destroyed and the two of them were injured, we found out that they were the children of the Shang Family. In the end, they were ambushed by this despicable person of the Celestial Race. Sacred Lord Xu Anyuan, don't give it to him." The woman said. She had an ordinary appearance and a heroic aura.
"Sacred Lord Xu Anyuan, what do you think? Do you want to give me the corpse of the Celestial Race's Imperial Prince? If you don't, you will see their blood splatter on the spot." The mysterious Imperial Prince smiled and continued: "I just want to make a deal with you. It's up to you whether you want to do it or not."
Kong Yuan frowned and said: "Their blood indeed flows with the power of the Shang Family."
"It's just the corpse of the Celestial Race's Imperial Prince. I'll give it to you. Just let them go." Xuanyuan said heavily.
The mysterious Imperial Prince immediately let go of the orphans of the Shang Family and smiled: "I believe that with Sacred Lord Xuanyuan's character and cultivation, you won't break your promise for a future incarnation."
Xuanyuan remained silent and didn't say anything. He handed the corpse of the Celestial Race's Imperial Prince to the mysterious Imperial Prince.
"Hahaha, good, good. With the corpse of the Celestial Race's Imperial Prince, no one in the world will be my match." The mysterious prince looked at Xuanyuan and smiled, "Sacred Lord Xuanyuan, it's time to improve your cultivation. It's not a good idea to suppress your cultivation all the time. I look forward to fighting you at the peak."
With that, he turned and left. Xuanyuan didn't think that he would be tricked again. These things were out of his control.
"I also look forward to fighting you and leaving my name." Xuanyuan's eyes flashed with battle light.
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