I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 509 This is called professional

Everyone saw the appearance of the person who came, and hurriedly cupped their hands together and said: "I have seen King Tang!"

The person who came was high-spirited, it was the commander of the Dragon Guard, Tang Wang Zhao Zhong.

"Don't be too polite!"

Zhao Zhong, king of Tang, waved lightly, and a wave of potential surged out, and he lifted everyone up.

Layman Zizhu's heart moved slightly, Tang Wang Zhao Zhong did not know when, he had already broken through to the half-step Martial Saint.

And seeing that his true energy is powerful, his shots are like the horns of antelopes, without any trace, it is obvious that the time to break through the martial saint is approaching.

This is the benefit of following Daxuan Sword Immortal, with his many years of cultivation experience, although Daxuan Sword Immortal is following the Taoist route, but at his level of cultivation, just a word can be of great benefit to others.

He hastily congratulated: "Congratulations, King Tang, you have made it to the next level, let's go one step further!"

Tang Wang's eyes flashed, and he glanced at Layman Zizhu, and found that his strength should not be underestimated. He said with a smile: "Your layman is polite. Seeing that you are full of energy, you should not be far from breaking through."

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other and laughed loudly.

Afterwards, there was another burst of commercial bragging between the crowd, and it was not until a quarter of an hour later that King Tang sighed slightly: "The fall of Zhao Ying is beyond my expectation."

"Seeing that Daxuan is about to get on the right track, but he suddenly received bad news, it is really heartbreaking."

Layman Zizhu also sighed: "That's right, I couldn't believe it at first, but I didn't know until I received the message from Chongyang True Immortal that the Southern Border War was so dangerous."

"Even the demon emperor, who has not been born for ten thousand years, has sent a clone. If it weren't for the senior martial artist who rides a dragon and the Daxuan Sword Immortal, I am afraid that Daxuan's million-strong army will all be buried in the southern border."

Hearing this, Tang Wang and others all nodded slightly. It would be impossible for any one person to return safely with Daxuan's million-strong army.

However, the Martial Sage Riding Dragon not only did it, but also brought most of them back to Daxuan.

The only fly in the ointment was that the two Voldemorts, the blood demon Taoist and the witch god, unexpectedly attacked the army when they were returning, which led to the death of Emperor Longqing.

"Fortunately, the Martial Sage Riding a Dragon killed these two people, and now Daxuan's western border and northern border are safe and sound, and there can't be much trouble."

Guo Jianzheng said with a smile, he watched the sky at night, and saw that the sky above the northern border was light and cloudy, and the bright moon was high, and it was obvious that the crisis had been resolved.

As for the sky above the western border, although it was still filled with blood, there seemed to be a tiger-shaped cloud moving towards it. It was foreseeable that in a few days, the sky above the western border of Daxuan would turn into a clear sky.

Zhuo Yungui nodded and said: "The crisis in the northern territory of Daxuan has been resolved. It is said that the martial sage riding a dragon descended on the holy relic, and the governor of Liangzhou Yang Qing and his wife rushed to kill the witch god together with the red-clothed sorcerer from the local mantra sect in Jizhou. The avatar, the Northern Mang Imperial Master, as well as the great witch and dozens of monks above the third rank, nearly [-] monks below the third rank, more than [-] ordinary soldiers, and more than [-] prisoners, only tens of thousands escaped."

Hearing this news, everyone was refreshed.

Beimang and Moyu were despicable and shameless. They took advantage of Daxuan's Southern Expedition to sneak attack, but they failed to return. Now that the demons in Moyu have no leader, Beimang's national power has fallen. For Daxuan, this is good news.

At this time, Layman Zizhu added: "It's not just the northern border. According to the news from the Chongyang True Immortal, the Martial Sage of Zhen Guo has brought [-] elite troops to the western border. According to the time, it should have arrived by now."

The faces of the crowd showed joy, and they couldn't help but rub their fists and said: "Those devil bastards, they will not be arrogant for a few days."

The king of Tang was in charge of protecting the dragon guards, and he knew the news of the northern border very well, but he was not very clear about the affairs of the western border, so he couldn't help but curiously asked: "Martial Saint of Zhenguo?"

Layman Zizhu quickly explained: "King Tang doesn't know yet, Duke Zhen has broken through to the realm of Martial Saints, and now Daxuan has two Martial Saints!"

When Tang Wang heard this, he was surprised and said: "Duke has broken through the martial arts?"

"That's really gratifying."

Apart from surprise and congratulations, there was a hint of sourness in the words.

After all, he was on the same level as Lord Zhen Guo before, and his cultivation had broken through half a step to the peak of a martial saint. He wanted to wait for Lord Zhen Guo to come back from Nanzheng and show off in front of him.

Unexpectedly, such bad news came.

Sure enough, I still went out to practice, and the cultivation base entered the country faster.

"Well, I heard that it was successfully broken through with the assistance of Wusheng Riding Dragon."

Layman Zizhu explained with a smile.

He didn't hear the sour taste in Tang Wang's words, and he was sincerely happy that Daxuan added a new martial artist.

"It was so"

When Tang Wang heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little bit moved. In addition to going out to practice, holding his thighs is also very important.

Speaking of which, since my ancestor went to southern Xinjiang, I haven't contacted my ancestor. Should I say hello?

At this moment, Zhuo Yungui interjected: "Since Lord Zhen Guo has broken through to the Martial Saint, and calling him the Dragon Riding Martial Saint, I'm afraid it's not suitable for etiquette, should we give him a new name?"

"Otherwise, if the two Martial Saints are on the same stage, there may be conflicts in addressing them."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help looking at Zhuo Yungui in unison, and after three breaths, everyone raised their thumbs up and praised Zhuo Yungui: "Old Zhuo Ge is indeed worthy of being the Minister of Rites, what he said is reasonable!"

"Then what is the proper name?"

Layman Zizhu looked around and saw that they were still thinking hard, so he couldn't help but look at Tang Wang and said, "Tang Wang is the highest, do you have any ideas?"

Tang Wang looked thoughtful, and after a while, he said slowly: "According to the legend, after the Martial Saint, he should be the Martial Emperor"

Having said that, he paused and did not continue.

Everyone also knew that the worry in his heart was that if the Martial Sage Riding Dragon was called Emperor Wu, then the future Emperor Daxuan would be very embarrassed.

In the future, who will the people call the emperor?

Although according to the strength of Martial Saint Riding Dragon, it is not unreasonable to be called Emperor Wu.

At this moment, Zhuo Yungui stood up again. He looked around and saw that everyone's eyes were on him.

It's time to manifest (pretend to) one's own people again.

He looked towards the south of Daxuan through the window, and said slowly: "Everyone, you should all know about the Mad King of Southern Border, right?"

"Zhang San, who became the king in southern Xinjiang, but the martial sage riding a dragon didn't make a move."

"This shows what?"

Seeing the bewildered faces of the crowd, Zhuo Yungui was very satisfied with the performance of the crowd. The breeze suddenly picked up under his feet, and he was slowly lifted into the air, and then he revealed the answer: "It means that Wusheng Riding a Dragon is dedicated to the human race, and he is not in the big city." The land of Xuanyi Country!"

Layman Zizhu couldn't help but nodded slightly and said: "Master Zhuo is right!"

"Senior Martial Sage Riding a Dragon, indeed has the human race in mind, and it is not limited to the Daxuan Kingdom."

King Tang and others also nodded, expressing that Zhuo Yungui's analysis made sense.

Zhuo Yungui continued: "So, this old man thinks that Emperor Wu is indeed wrong."

"Why don't you call him the King of People?"

"Human King?"

"Human King?"

Tang Wang chewed a few words in his mouth, his eyes lit up, and then he patted his thigh vigorously, and said: "Hello, King, hello, King!"

"Human King, it can not only show that the Martial Sage Riding Dragon is honorable, but also explain that the Martial Sage Riding Dragon is not the Daxuan family, but the common king of the human race."

"Moreover, it doesn't conflict with Emperor Daxuan, so, very good!"

Hearing Tang Wang's affirmation, the other two agreed.

Layman Zizhu was also full of praise: "What is this called? This is called professionalism."

Zhuo Yungui was secretly happy, once he was affirmed by two half-step transcendental powerhouses, he couldn't control the joy in his heart for a while, the breeze continued to blow under his feet, and his figure was still climbing upwards

At this moment, Jian Guo on the side raised his head, saw this scene, and repeatedly reminded: "Old Zhuo Ge, head. head. head."

(End of this chapter)