Chi Yingjun seemed to have not noticed the slight changes in Chu Yue's face. His eyes ignited a hot fire and stared at the portrait deeply.

He was filled with emotion and yearned for the ultimate desire: "Legendary: If a warrior practices to the extreme, he can forge a dragon body, a phoenix body, and awaken the bloodlines of the sacred beast tribes such as dragon, phoenix qilin. The difficulty is comparable to cultivating immortals and becoming a god."

"For ninety thousand years, I have been exploring the mysteries of martial arts and looking for the secrets of becoming the descendant of the dragon, but I have never found anything."

At the end of the conversation, Chi Yingjun's tone suddenly became lost.

Chu Yue asked curiously: "Cultivating the body of the dragon clan is a legendary thing, and it has not been successfully practiced in the five continents so far."

Chu Yue: "..." The descendant of this dragon was in that five thousand-year-old ancient country with a population of 1.4 billion. Isn't it a one for everyone?

She vaguely suspected that the Lord of the Martial God Temple was also a person from a different continent.

"They can't, but I can!"

Chiyingjun was confident in his chest, waved his long sleeves with a beautiful curve, turned to look at Chu Yue, and said with great confidence: "The Lord of the Temple of the God of War once told me that I am the descendant of the dragon."

After all, according to this logic, she could pat Qin Tieniu on the shoulder when she returned to Mu Mansion, and said that this guy was the successor of Long without blushing.

Chu Yue's mouth twitched, and the wind was messy, and she was speechless to the Lord of the Temple of the God of War.

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Since she can appear in this era, it is possible for other people to do so!

If this is true, that non-mainstream Master of the Martial God Temple would say that the Red Eagle Lord is also the descendant of the Dragon.

Chu Yue thought about it again and again, but she still refused to pour cold water on the excited Chi Yingjun.

She was really afraid that the monarch of Beizhou would not be able to withstand the stimulation and die.

Because of the cultural differences of the times, wouldn’t speaking the words of the descendants of the dragon create a mysterious illusion for others?

If the Chi Yingjun learned that the mystery he had explored for 90,000 years came from here, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood and die.

Chu Yue saw the four lines of Hengqu at a glance. The words were called distorted and perverted, a strange flower, and the strange pen tip was shocking.

This word is ugly and shocking!

Chu Yue raised her eyes and looked around.

In addition to the portrait of the Lord of the Temple of the Treasure Pavilion, there are also many copying calligraphy and paintings in the Treasure Pavilion.

Chu Yue just wanted to tell her sister in the past, look, there is only one person in front of her.

But the next moment I woke up.

It's just as good as her words back then.

At that time, my sister looked at her words and said that it was ugly all over the world, and she could not find the second person with such ugly words.

Dead in the wandering wandering for that lifetime.

Chu Yue covered the sorrow between her eyebrows and made herself look calm and calm.

elder sister.

He had already died in the rainy alley that year.

Chu Yue pursed her lips slightly and thought to herself.

I'm afraid it's not as good as one in ten thousand of the Ghost King in terms of ugly things.

When I think of my sister, it seems like the tumultuousness of the chest.

Chi Yingjun came over and looked at the calligraphy and said, "I copied the scriptures and texts of sages and wise men, and also had calligraphy masters who had been famous for generations and murderous calligraphy geniuses. Only the calligraphy of Ghost Emperor was copied for half a year, but it was still not as good as one ten thousand that I had seen in 90,000 years."

The Red Eagle Lord stopped in front of the portrait of the hall master, rolled up the scroll, lit the torch and touched the dark grid. The dark grid was opened.

"Your calligraphy and calligraphy is really rare to see, and it is a collection of the strengths of a hundred schools of thought." Chu Yue praised calmly.

"It's just a leisure time to have fun, and it's not as good as a great master of calligraphy."

The dragon talisman is a symbol of the complete collection of military operations in various continents and regions of the divine veins.

"I named you the General of Wuling and Mu Fengming the mighty general of Beizhou. Because General Mu is busy with everything, this dragon talisman will be delivered to you."

The Red Eagle carefully picked up a delicate box from the niche.

When the box is opened, you can see the dragon talisman flowing with light!

"The dragon talisman can command all the heroes and hundreds of families in Beizhou. Even if they are descendants of the royal family, they will have to give way to the Tao when they see their dragon talisman."

The Red Eagle Lord placed the dragon talisman in Chu Yue's palm.

Chiyingjun said: "Yue'er, the North is not peaceful, the imperial capital is surging, and the Tianlang Domain is in constant conflict. Look at the dust banquet, how many people are eyeing this dragon talisman, but even if the four major families enter the Military Affairs Office, they are not qualified to touch the dragon talisman, because I know that if the dragon talisman is handed over, my lord's position will be in danger."

Chu Yue looked at the sacred dragon talisman and stared.

"When the troubled times come, the strong drink and eat meat, while the weak are frozen to death on the roadside. I don't want to see such a Beizhou."

"Everyone in the world says that warriors who practice sword skills have the heart to slaughter, but I will prove to the people in the world that those who practice swords also have a kind heart."

"Yue'er, look at the magnificent palace, look at the clear and peaceful Beizhou River, and you can also know that the divine veins are about to emerge, and the troubled times will come, and the martial arts will not be peaceful."

"What I want is not wealth, glory, fame, fortune, status, or martial arts, but the land of Beizhou and even the people and people above the land of the world."

"I am like this, so are you."

Chi Yingjun spoke with great thoughts, looking at Chu Yue's eyes filled with light.

That's...

The fire of hope for the future prosperity of Beizhou.
Chapter completed!