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Text Chapter 78: Entering Beijing in July

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    ? Cao Zhengxiong was defeated and was taken away by King Yama in front of thousands of people. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that it was a disaster.

    The ones who were most impacted were the sword master disciples.

    After the initial panic, several Kaimai disciples began to form cliques to compete for Cao Zhengxiong's 'inheritance' and the control of Hailan City.

    It was only at this time that the disadvantages of Hailan Sword School's concept of respecting the strong appeared.

    Because everyone in the same sect is a competitor, there is no friendship between the disciples of the Sword Sect. Once a fight starts, they will use everything they can, causing many deaths and injuries in a short period of time.

    It wasn't until Hailan Sword Sect's senior sister broke through and suppressed everyone with force, that the riots were considered to be quelled.

    However, this elder sister was only recruiting the disciples and acting as the head temporarily. As for revenge for her master, she didn't even dare to mention a word.

    ?After all, Kouhe is also responsible. What if that King Yama takes it seriously and kills him?

    With the return of many warriors who participated in Cao Zhengxiong's birthday banquet, the news of this battle continued to ferment in the Jianghu. For more than half a month, the heat did not abate in the slightest, but intensified.

    Even because of Wang Yong's status as a descendant of the Xia royal family, the influence was not limited to the martial arts, but also affected the whole world.

    Only on the seventh day after the Hailan City War, there were green forest bandits in a certain county of Nanping Prefecture, in the name of Wang Yongnian, shouting the slogan of restoring the hot summer, breaking through the county town, and wantonly looting.

    And this is by no means a single incident.

    In the land of twenty-four prefectures in the world, I don't know how many ambitious people are secretly ready to move, and the smarter ones know that the time has not come, so they still wait and see.  Those who are stupid or just want to grab a happy one have already done it.

    For a while, chaos emerged one after another.

    Countless people from the rivers and lakes, and various forces are looking for the traces of King Yan Luo, or seeking cooperation, or wanting to take refuge in his subordinates, and make a big fortune. If Yanxia really reappears in the future, maybe he can still be named a marquis and a prime minister  .

    Naturally, there are still not a few people who go for high-ranking officials and generous salaries.

    After all, there are not many people who have seen the power of a first-rank powerhouse.

    Under the blindness of greed and reason, these people may even think, so what if the martial arts are high?  We have a large number of people, and if we use all kinds of methods to greet him with poison and hidden weapons, we are still afraid of him alone?

    It's just that in the turmoil and turmoil of the rivers and lakes, King Yama disappeared.

    In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.

    In the jungle canyon.

    Pei Yuan looked at his right hand. Under the circulation of his true energy, it became faintly transparent, and he could even see the blood flowing under his body with a faint golden glow.

    He scratched his right arm with his left hand, a hole was opened, and a drop of blood flew out, suspended in mid-air.

    Under the shining light, it is dazzling!

    Pei Yuan stared at it for a moment, flicked his fingers, and the drop of blood shot out like a bullet, piercing through a piece of bluestone several feet away.

    Pei Yuan's right hand was tensed, the split in his arm healed together, and the blood stopped flowing out.

    "What is this? A golden right hand?"

    Pei Yuan couldn't help complaining.

    With the help of the "holy blood" of a master of the first rank, Pei Yuan spent more than a month of research, and it can be regarded as a preliminary glimpse into the mystery of blood exchange.

    However, the exchange of blood is the pinnacle of martial arts in this world after all, and it is quite troublesome. Even Pei Yuan can't do it overnight like in the previous stages, and he can exchange the blood of his right hand in a short time.

    "The vast majority of first-rank masters exchange blood from the heart. My way is a bit wild!"

    "However, there is no need to follow the same rules when exchanging blood, and it will not hurt the general"

    Pei Yuan pondered, calculating the time required for a complete blood exchange.

    "The Ninth Grade Martial Arts in this world, training the muscles, bones and membranes outside, strengthening the heart and lungs inside, and then gaining qi! Stepping into the opening of the veins, washing the marrow, and exchanging blood! There is no doubt that it is a process of cultivating the flesh shell and promoting sublimation."

    "The nine orifices of the fetal breath are also to tap one's own potential. In the end, the air and spirit will be united, reborn, and embraced into a holy fetus. It is the sublimation of both the flesh shell and the soul!"

    "Therefore, these two methods can complement each other and be compatible, and the speed of cultivation is not only ten times, but also a hundred times faster than that of ordinary people!"

    "But changing blood"

    Pei Yuan calculated for a long time, then shook his head.

    Blood exchange is a step from human to non-human. It has both "human" characteristics and "inhuman" nature. It is not so easy to grasp, and he can't calculate how long it will take to complete the blood exchange.

    "Actually, if you want to be simple, you can also use the power of the gods to achieve it, but I am notNow, stretching out his palm, he pushed away the boulders one by one, and the soil flew up, revealing an inconspicuous stone elephant buried below.

    He reached out to take a photo, and the stone elephant flew into his palm. The stone elephant was as big as his palm, carved extremely rough, and made of the most common stone, no wonder no one noticed it.

    Click!

    With a crisp sound, Pei Yuan crushed the stone elephant, and immediately a boiling wave swayed, as if a whirlwind was blowing on the ground, and a small projectile jumped out of the stone elephant, flashing white light.

    "Huh? What is it?"

    Ye Guishan and Yan Ximen were the first to wake up. After striking each other with their swords, they suddenly backed away and glanced slightly at Pei Yuan.

    Just one glance, and I can't turn my head anymore.

    The rest of the people also followed the eyes of the two swordsmen and looked at Pei Yuan one after another.

    "What the hell is that? It's actually glowing?"

    "I saw this person flipping around just now, is that the treasure of the Red Lotus Temple?!"

    For a moment, dozens of people in the audience were silent for a while, and then stared at Pei Yuan with greedy eyes.

    Whoosh!  Whoosh!

    The two sword lights flew towards Pei Yuan almost in no particular order.
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