~： Four hundred and ninety-seven. The prosperous Shenglongzong

(One more)

The mountains and rivers are green and the flowers are fragrant.

The rolling mountain ranges lie like dragons, and the foot of the mountain is vast farmland. At this time, it is the autumn harvest season. Many farmers are busy in the field in a hurry.

The sight gradually drifted away, and at the end of the farmland, along the rolling official road, a majestic castle stood on the ground, and a flag with a white dragon hung in the air, fluttering in the wind.

Here is where Shenglongzong is located. The thousands of acres of farmland in the distance are their private property, and the farmers in the fields are hired tenant farmers, who provide spring and autumn harvests and provide food continuously.

The ancients have words, poor and prosperous.

Even in the different world of Douluo mainland, this principle still prevails.

Once you become a Soul Master, you must carry out hard training every day. Struggling for continuous upgrades and maintaining body consumption requires a lot of diet. Even the lowest-level Soul Warriors have far more meals than ordinary people.

At that time, the ancestor of Shenglongzong was obviously far-sighted. He knew the truth of self-reliance. He spent tens of thousands of acres on land and used it to grow crops. However, he provided a lot of food for Shenglongzong to train his disciples.

Looking down the gate carved with a white dragon dragon head, there is a neat playground specially divided in the castle. There are many boys and girls wearing the costumes of the Holy Dragon Sect, under the scolding of the head, they are holding the top of the head. In the hot sun, sweating hummingly, training hard one by one.

"The lower plate should be stable, the waist should be straight, the eyes should be poisonous, and the punches should be ruthless. Don't give me the strength to breastfeed like you haven't eaten enough!"

The head teacher shouted loudly, and the boys and girls dared not have any objections, but just worked hard.

These boys and girls have low strength, but they are in two types: soul warrior and soul master.

On the playground next door, there are another group of disciples of the Holy Dragon Sect.

It’s just that, obviously, from the first-class costumes of this group of disciples, they can be seen that these people are relatively strong. Compared with them, their number is relatively small. There are only a few hundred people, unlike the next door. Ten thousand people are so shocking.

These young men and women in their twenties and twenties have a solemn complexion and are covered with a layer of white scales. Both men and women are the same, and their bodies are sturdy and thick.

The characteristic Wuhun of the Holy Dragon Sect is the white armor.

The white armor is not a real dragon family, it can only be regarded as a close relative of the dragon family. Compared with the blue sky dragon family, there is still a big gap.

However, after all, they belong to the dragon class, and compared to the training of disciples in the Landian Tyrannosaurus Rex family, the Holy Dragon Sect can train more disciples. Even if a single disciple is single, it is not as good as a person. After that, you can use the advantage of the number to defeat the stronger enemies.

The training of these Saint Longzong disciples is also very special.

While they were marching, their arms wide and shoulder-width apart, there was another disciple on the side, holding a thick mace, and striking at the other party with great strength, seeing their use of milk The appearance of strength, people who do not know how much hatred they think.

However, when the dozens of pounds of mace fell on the disciple of Shenglongzong under the possession of Wushun, it sounded a muffled sound like a gong and drum, but it didn't hurt a single hair.

However, from the face of the disciple who was struck, the look of pain flashed, it was obviously not without a price, at least it was painful.

They are exercising Wuhun!

Soul Master wants to become stronger, in addition to gaining more powerful Soul Ring Soul Skill, he is constantly training Wushun.

Shenglongzong's characteristic Wushun white armored earth dragon has excellent defensive ability. If you want to continue to develop Wushun's potential on this basis, you will be beaten.

As the saying goes, the thickest armor and the hardest hit are said to be the Holy Dragon Sect.

Compared to the practice scene on the playground, our Tuo Xi, the sect of the Holy Dragon Sect, looked sad, and sighed alone in the study.

Tuobaxi looked down again at the official newspaper he had in his hand. This official newspaper was a newspaper published by the Prince of Snow Stars in recent days, which specifically recorded the major events that occurred across the mainland of Douluo. As well as some strange things, once they were released, they were well received by the public and provided a steady stream of funds for the Prince of Snow.

Needless to say, the creativity of this newspaper naturally came from Yang Ming.

After all, it is impossible to form a big force without money. With the help of the Snow Prince, Yang Ming not only founded the newspaper, but also made many other things to make money.

"Wu Hun Temple Pope's discoloration on the street, is behind this the distortion of human nature, or the loss of morality? 》

"Shock! Who is responsible for the theft of prizes for the Grand Contest of Elite Soul Masters in the whole mainland? 》

"Follow UC News and tell you the exclusive secret of Yang Ming, the strongest dark horse in previous competitions"

Cough...

When Yang Ming founded the newspaper for Prince Snow Star, he also added some strange things to it, but it was precisely because of this kind of headline party behavior that he was able to grab the eyeballs of the majority of the people and became popular.

Fingers continually flicked through the newspapers, and Tuobaxi became more upset and more frightened as he read it.

Tuobaxi never dreamed that the young man who had been invited by Wuhundian to intercept and kill now has grown to such an extent that he can make a big fuss in Wuhuncheng, and is brave enough to **** the championship under the eyes of Wuhundian. The prize, this is in front of the world, and slapped a slap in the Wuhun Palace!

What makes Tuobaxi feel the most palpitating is that several months have passed, the wanted list distributed by Wuhundian to the entire continent has been spread all over the world So far, there is no piece of news about Yang Ming, It seems to have disappeared.

"Do not!"

Tuoba Xi rubbed his temples, and there was a trace of suspense in his eyes, murmured:

"Recently my eyelids have been beating, and I feel that someone in the middle of the world is going to be unfavorable to me, the Holy Dragon Sect. Judging from my observation of that Yang Ming, it is sure that he wanted to come to revenge me. Sect Master Jiazong they killed him, and now Xiangzongzong is gone, maybe it’s my turn next time."

Thinking of this, Tuobaxi felt regret in that.

Of course, he did not regret to offend Yang Ming, but regret why he failed to kill him early!

If Yang Ming was killed, there are so many things!

Just when Tuobaxi felt a terrible headache, a man dressed as a disciple knocked on the door from outside. When he saw Tuobaxi, he knelt on his knees, panicked and unable to speak clearly:

"Sovereign, great things are not going well!"