The Great Sikong, Er Sikong, and nearly a hundred disciples of Xuan Realm Sect all gathered in a courtyard in the mansion. The battle outside the 81 Chinese website did not have much impact on them.

Just now, all the disciples of Xuan Realm Sect saw Zhang Ruochen displaying his divine power and use his own strength to cut through the holy weapons of the three elders of the Blood Dragon Palace.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen appeared in front of them, and naturally welcomed countless pairs of respectful gazes.

In Kunlun Realm, as long as you are a strong man, you can be respected and worshipped no matter where you are, not to mention that Zhang Ruochen has saved their lives.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes emitted a faint holy light, and he glanced at everyone.

He found that all the disciples of Xuan Realm Sect were young talents with certain qualifications. They were not top-notch, but they were also middle-class and upper-class.

Several of them even have considerable potential. If carefully trained, they might be able to soar into the sky.

If they can be subdued and cultivated, they can become Zhang Ruochen's direct lineage.

Zhang Ruochen stood in front of them and said straight to the point: "Just tonight, the Blood Dragon Palace should be destroyed. From now on, you will be free and have no worries."

Hearing this, all the disciples of the Xuan Realm Sect were very excited and cried with joy.

Within a day, he experienced two ups and downs of his life. Some of the young disciples could not control their emotions and knelt on one knee and bowed to Zhang Ruochen.

"Thank you for avenging Xuanjing Sect. We will never forget your kindness."

"The infamous Blood Dragon Palace finally suffered the retribution it deserves."

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Even though Zhang Ruochen's appearance was very young, the disciples of Xuan Realm Sect still firmly believed that he must be an older semi-saint. It was only because of his deep cultivation that he could slow down his aging and maintain a young face.

Therefore, they called Zhang Ruochen "Senior".

Zhang Ruochen did not explain and said, "Now, you have two choices. First, you can leave the black market now and embark on a new path of cultivation."

"Second, you can choose to worship me and follow me to practice. I can provide you with a holy place for cultivation, as well as inexhaustible cultivation resources and the most advanced cultivation techniques. Every once in a while, there will be semi-saints and saints to teach you. I have confidence that within three years, each of you can become a strong man who stands alone."

As the heavenly divine tree continues to grow, the world of the map scroll has become more and more widespread, and spiritual veins have been born, spiritual medicine has grown, and it has turned into a true holy place for cultivation.

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Ruochen is ready to make the world of picture scrolls more energetic and energetic. At the same time, he took this opportunity to establish his own power.

The conditions offered by Zhang Ruochen naturally made the disciples of Xuan Realm Sect very moved.

After all, they were unable to learn top skills and martial arts in the Xuan Realm Sect, and they rarely had the opportunity to get guidance from semi-saints.

Now that Xuan Realm Sect has destroyed the sect, they have become homeless casual cultivators, and their future cultivation path will only be even more difficult.

A semi-saint-level senior who is willing to accommodate them is already a very good destination for them.

One of the beautiful female disciples asked, "I dare to ask the senior's sect, what is the name of it?"

Although the other disciples of the Xuan Realm Sect had secretly made up their minds to practice with Zhang Ruochen, they were still quite curious about what kind of sect they would join?

Zhang Ruochen pondered for a moment and read two words: "Mingzong."

That is, today, Zhang Ruochen took the first step he had always wanted to take and build his own sect.

Of course, the Mingzong today only recruited a group of young people with fairly qualified qualifications, which was far from comparable to the glorious Mingtang today.

In the next three years, the first generation of disciples of Mingzong will stay in the world of cultivation.

Three years outside, in the world of picture scrolls, it is thirty years.

With the resources in the picture scroll world, they have been able to grow up and become first-class experts in thirty years.

Of course, the Mingzong today still lacks the most core top masters. Zhang Ruochen himself is one, and Han Qiu, who is about to break through to the semi-saint realm, can barely be one.

In addition, there are only three wild beasts, Xiao Hei, the Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit and the Demon Ape, who can take advantage of it.

As for the Blood Moon Ghost King, after all, he has not completely surrendered to Zhang Ruochen, so she cannot be included for the time being.

Murong Yue was still quite loyal to Zhang Ruochen, but she could only play her greatest role in staying in Yipintang, the black market.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen planned to wait a little longer and wait until the time is right before letting Murong Yue join Mingzong.

With the current strength of Mingzong, it is actually enough to compete with some weaker saints, but it is just a little bit inferior.

At this stage, Zhang Ruochen is not in a hurry to vigorously develop Mingzong, because his biggest weakness is that his cultivation is not strong enough.

Improve your cultivation is the most important thing.

Zhang Ruochen stayed in the world of the scroll, took out a drop of divine blood, began to refine it, and raced against time to improve his own cultivation.

By the time Murong Yue came back, Zhang Ruochen had already refined two drops of divine blood and his cultivation level improved a little.

"How?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Murong Yue took out two metal boxes and put them in front of Zhang Ruochen. Then, she opened the boxes, revealing two bloody heads.

They are the Lord of the Blood Dragon Palace and the Young Master of Blood Dragon.

"The evil cultivators at the Blood Dragon Palace General Altar have all been killed. Even the Blood Dragon Ridge has sunk into the ground without leaving any traces." Murong Yue wiped the blood from his hands and said lightly.

Zhang Ruochen walked to the side of the Blood Dragon Young Master, stared for a moment, and then performed the Thirty-Six Changes of Invisible and Invisible.

"Crack."

His figure, appearance, and temperament changed surprisingly in a very short period of time, and soon became exactly the same as the Blood Dragon Prince, without any flaws.

Murong Yue showed a look of surprise in her eyes and said, "Your Highness's transformation technique is perfect. Not to mention the Dharma King of the Sea and the Underworld, even if Gu Yan, the father of the Blood Dragon Prince, is still alive, he probably cannot recognize the true or false."

Then, Murong Yue's words changed again and said, "Body, appearance, and temperament can be changed, but it is difficult to change the skills of practicing. This is a bit troublesome."

Zhang Ruochen asked: "What kind of martial arts is the Blood Dragon Master practicing?" "It is a ghost-level top-grade martial art, and it is also the temple-stopping technique of the Blood Dragon Palace, called "Blood Dragon Sutra". "Murong Yue said.

Zhang Ruochen recalled that when the Blood Dragon Prince took action, a blood dragon's dragon's dragon's soul broke out, greatly increasing his power.

Zhang Ruochen asked, "Have you found the Blood Dragon Sutra?"

Murong Yue nodded, took out a blood-red scale the size of a palm from the space bracelet and handed it to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen took it and saw that the surface of the scales was as bright as a mirror, which could reflect a person's figure.

A very pure dragon energy dissipated from the dragon scales, so it is very likely to fall off from a blood dragon in the holy realm.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen injected the holy energy into the scales, and then, dense small characters with fly heads appeared on the surface of the scales, which were the ten-layered exercises of the Blood Dragon Sutra.

After watching for two hours, Zhang Ruochen completely wrote down the content of the "Blood Dragon Sutra" and had understood the true meaning of the first seven layers of mantras.

Zhang Ruochen put away the dragon scales and smiled slightly: "It is worthy of being the top-level ghost-level martial arts, and there are still some things to learn from."

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen's expression was very relaxed, Murong Yue asked, "Does Your Highness already have a strategy to deal with it?"

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, "The essence of the Blood Dragon Sutra is to refine a dragon soul into the body and merge it with his own blood. Raise the dragon soul with blood, and enhance his body with dragon soul."

"Coincidentally, recently, I happened to have a powerful dragon soul and was planning to refine it to practice the tenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm."

"As long as there is a dragon soul in my body, I can easily disguise myself as I have practiced the Blood Dragon Sutra, which is enough to hide the truth."

In order to rush to the Blood God Cult as soon as possible, on the same day, Zhang Ruochen left Yuan Mansion alone and headed to the state hallows.

Murong Yue did not walk with Zhang Ruochen, but stayed in Yuan Mansion for the time being and continued to clear some of the remnants of the Blood Dragon Palace, and wanted to make clear all hidden dangers.

Before leaving, Zhang Ruochen kept Da Sikong and Er Sikong temporarily by Murong Yue's side, and waited for the state halloween land before meeting them.

In addition, Zhang Ruochen also instructed Murong Yue to help find Ling Feiyu's whereabouts. If there is any news, he must notify him in time.

After everything was arranged, Zhang Ruochen changed into the appearance of the Blood Dragon Prince, sat on Xiao Hei's back and left Yuan Mansion.

Xiao Hei spread his big black wings and flew over the clouds thousands of feet high, exerting his degree to the extreme.

"At your level, we should be able to reach the Halloween land in the state. Eight days are enough for me to refine the dragon soul." Zhang Ruochen made a secret calculation.

Xiao Hei cried and said, "The Yuan Mansion and the Santamar Land of the State are at least two million miles apart. Ordinary warriors may spend their whole life not able to cross such a distant territory. Unless the emperor keeps traveling day and night, he can reach within eight days."

Zhang Ruochen said: "That's right, it's just about rushing around day and night."

Zhang Ruochen had a premonition that the talented woman in the Holy Book might not necessarily die if she fell into the endless abyss.

Therefore, no matter what, he must also rush over as fast as possible.

What if, she is not dead?

Zhang Ruochen looked at the location of the Blood God Cult and sighed, feeling deep guilt and self-blame, as well as some illusory expectations.

(Chapter 2, I may not be able to finish writing tonight, so everyone should have a break early.

If so, it will not be updated before tomorrow morning, only one thing can be explained---
Chapter completed!