Building The Ultimate Fantasy

imperial capital.

bookstore.

The old eunuch stood respectfully in front of the book pavilion.

Mo Tianyu bared his chest lazily, holding a wine gourd in one hand.

"Eunuch, Master, I don't see anyone."

Mo Tianyu said.

"Mr. Mo, Your Majesty has said, let the old slave come to summon the national teacher. If the national teacher does not go, His Majesty will definitely break the old slave's leg."

With a wry smile on his face, the old eunuch swung his whisk.

"Oh, Your Majesty really said that?"

Mo Tianyu raised his eyebrows, revealing a look of surprise.

"Zhao Kuo rebelled, and now the imperial capital is in disrepair, His Majesty urgently needs a national teacher to preside over it..."

"Your Majesty said that there are national teachers in literature, Jiang Li in soldiers, and the Great Zhou will prosper."

said the old eunuch.

Hearing this, Mo Tianyu frowned slightly.

"No, Master said that if you don't see it, then you won't see it."

Mo Tianyu waved his hands.

"Otherwise, let me do a fortune telling for Eunuch?"

Mo Tianyu's eyes lit up, and he said expectantly.

When the old eunuch heard the words, his complexion suddenly changed, "No, no..."

suddenly.

There was a coughing sound from the bookstore.

With the help of Kong Nanfei, the hunched national teacher, dressed in a Confucian shirt, walked out of the book pavilion slowly.

"Tianyu, don't embarrass your father-in-law, this old man will just walk away."

The national teacher said.

When the old eunuch heard the words, his body trembled, his face was almost moved to tears.

"National Division."

The old eunuch bowed.

The national teacher helped the old eunuch up, and said with emotion, it was not easy for this old eunuch, he served the late emperor and saw the little emperor grow up with his own eyes.

"Let's go."

The national teacher smiled lightly.

The old eunuch bowed again: "Here."

A group of people left the bookstore, and a luxury carriage pulled by five horses was already waiting outside.

When the national teacher boarded the luxurious carriage, the news of the master's release from the book pavilion spread throughout the imperial capital in an instant.

The wheels turned.

In the carriage.

The national teacher lifted the curtain and looked at the somewhat depressed Long Street of the Imperial Capital with deep eyes.

On the long streets of the imperial capital, there are guards in armor patrolling.

A murderous aura enveloped the entire imperial city.

"Jiang Li is worthy of being a disciple of the military family, and he really has a way of leading soldiers."

"Although Bai Fengtian is dead, but the military family has Jiang Li, so it's still not considered a downfall."

The national teacher said.

Kong Nanfei nodded, thinking that the Emperor Jiudao ordered Jiang Li to be recalled to imprison Jiang Li, so that Bai Fengtian and Bai Fengtian would end up together.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Kuo turned against him at this time.

Instead, it gave Jiang Li a chance.

"It's all because of Lu Ping'an in Beiluo City..."

Kong Nanfei sighed.

"Oh? How do you say that?"

The national teacher leaned in the carriage, and couldn't help smiling when he heard Kong Nanfei's sigh.

"If Lu Ping'an hadn't sent five hundred cavalry from Beiluo into the imperial capital to start a massacre, if... the three practitioners under Lu Ping'an's command hadn't killed off Zhao Kuo's eight thousand elite soldiers, Zhao Kuo might not have rebelled so quickly."

Kong Nanfei said.

The national teacher strokes his beard.

"What's so strange, the moment Zhao Kuo asked someone to draw up a statement, the ending was already doomed."

"It's not good to get involved, but to get Ping An involved."

The national teacher smiled.

The carriage slowly arrived at Zijin Palace.

Just as the national teacher and the others dismounted, Kong Nanfei, who was supporting the national teacher, changed his expression slightly, raised his head, and looked towards the garden.

...

Daze in Nanjun, the place where Panlong raises dragons.

Tang Yimo's body was covered in blood, and black air was entwined.

He faintly fought against the Panlong in the Daze.

Outside Daze.

Tang Xiansheng was a soldier, his eyes sparkling and excited, Tang Baiyun, the eldest son of the Tang family, stared at Tang Yimo who was walking on the big lake with some envy and jealousy.

"well!"

Tang Xiansheng yelled twice.

Tang Yimo's bravery exceeded his expectations.

Tang Yimo was able to stand alone against a monster dragon that thousands of cavalry could not handle without being weak.

"You are worthy of being my son of Tang Xiansheng! Hahaha!"

Tang Xiansheng clapped his hands and smiled, very happy.

With Tang Yimo, what Tang Xiansheng had never dared to do, maybe... can be put on the agenda.

On Daze.

Tang Yimo stepped on the water.

Looking at the Panlong wrapped in miasma, Panlong's eyes are like snakes, exuding a cold breath, and the miasma around him is highly poisonous.

Tang Yimo performed the "Eight Meridians Dunjia Demon Art" and opened the first channel, but he could only faintly confront the dragon.

If there is a real battle, the outcome is really hard to say.

suddenly.

Tang Yimo was taken aback for a moment, he could feel the water churning under his feet.

There seems to be a great terror brewing in Daze.

"retreat!"

Tang Yimo was startled, but saw that Panlong quickly slid under the big swamp, the whole big swamp boiled, and swamps flew everywhere.

Ben walked out of the range of Daze, Tang Yimo stared at Daze.

However, a huge vortex appeared in the big swamp, and in the vortex, there was actually a white aura mask floating like an "eggshell", and a faint oppressive force was released from it.

"Xianyuan..."

Tang Yimo murmured.

The Nanjun army was also stunned.

Tang Xiansheng got off his horse and came to Tang Yimo's side.

"Yimo, what happened?"

He has never been to the secret realm of Wolongling, so he doesn't know what the situation is at the moment.

"There is a fairy fate in the dragon raising land, this is the appearance of the fairy fate."

Tang Yimo said.

"Xianyuan?! Is there any danger?"

Tang Xiansheng's eyes flashed and he asked.

Tang Yimo glanced at him and said indifferently, "It's very dangerous."

...

Dongyan River, the place where mirage dragons raise dragons.

The army of Xijun was stationed outside the river, and they watched from afar the river, which was obscured by the misty mist containing colors.

In the mist, the Overlord's figure loomed.

Suddenly, on the top of Dongyan River, the clouds changed.

The river water rolled up a monstrous vortex, and a white "eggshell" energy shield suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.

With a roar from the Overlord, the colorful mist dissipated, and the roar shattered the mirage-like illusion.

"The Land of Immortal Fate!"

"Lu Ping'an said that the fairy fate in the Dragon Raising Land contains the cultivation method of the Tibetan realm...I will definitely get it!"

Bawang's deep and confident voice filled the entire Dongyan River.

...

Dongyang County, the Valley of the Earth Rift.

The place where the red dragon raises the dragon.

The corpses all over the ground exude a scorching smell.

Dongyang County has suffered a lot in the valley of the ground crack this time. The red snake-like fire dragon, wherever it passes, the high temperature will melt the rocks.

Ordinary people can't even get close, and they will be burned into coke.

The master martial artist may be able to get close, but once he gets close, he will be sprayed to death by the fire dragon.

Faintly, the governor of Dongyang County saw a white eggshell appear in the valley of the crack.

That is the same fairy fate as the secret place of Wolongling.

But……

No one can enter the valley of the rift.

They could only watch helplessly.

The most painful thing in the world is that the fairy fate appears in front of your eyes, but you have no ability to explore it.

...

Tiandang Mountain, Picking Star Peak.

Yunlong raises dragons.

The appearance of the vision attracted the attention of the entire Taoist sect. On the bluestone platform of Zhaixing Peak, all the Taoists raised their heads.

There was excitement in his eyes.

An old Taoist came slowly, watching the white "eggshell" between the rolling clouds.

"Three years old, you are destined to be with the Heavenly Dragon in the Dragon Raising Land. This time, you must grasp the fate..."

"It's a pity that Sansi has never returned. He has been to the secret place of Wolongling to explore the fairy fate. It will definitely be easier."

The Taoist said.

"Call me Mochou, don't call me three years old."

The nun said indifferently.

She raised her head, only to see a translucent creature that seemed to be condensed by clouds was shuttling back and forth, looking at her.

...

Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.

Baiyujing Pavilion, the terrace on the second floor.

Except for Lu Fan, there was no one in the pavilion.

On the spiritual pressure chessboard, the red dots are constantly changing.

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, the wheelchair turned automatically, and came to the sandalwood table. He leisurely picked up the green plums, put them in the warm wine, boiled them until they gave off a sour aroma, rolled up his sleeves, and used a bamboo spoon, Carefully scooped out a spoonful.

Without putting the wine into the glass, Lu Fan took a sip from the bamboo spoon.

He smiled with satisfaction.

Then, the wheelchair moved automatically, holding the bamboo tube, and came to the Reiatsu chessboard.

Lu Fan looked at the dense red dots, and eight spiritual pressure barriers were reflected.

Put the index finger and middle finger into the chess box and pick up a sunspot.

Lift it up slowly, and land on the Tianyuan position on the chessboard.

Slap.

The crisp sound seemed to resound through the entire world.

It's an instant.

Lu Fan's soul strength fluctuated suddenly...

Spread like ripples between heaven and earth.

...

In front of the major dragon breeding grounds.

Suddenly the terrifying spiritual pressure was released, and many people were oppressed out of breath and terrified.

Flood dragons that were originally hiding appeared one after another.

Each end is wrapped with a white eggshell, emitting its own characteristic dragon chant.

The eight dragons roared together, and the roar shattered the "eggshell" behind them.

The eggshell is like foam in the sun, breaking with a "boo".

next moment……

Behind the eggshell, there is a magnificent and distant "Dragon Gate" engraved with the pattern of a dragon emerges faintly.

Eight dragons chant, dragon gate appears!

The secret realm of raising dragons...

open!