Chapter 208: Dragon Army The Martial Saint, with gray hair but a good complexion, nodded. "Let me, an old man, do something to atone for my sins for the Danai Dynasty." Six years ago, Blood Soul Valley and the Law Command Department were defeated, and the Martial Saint was defeated by the Six Heroes of the Lieyang who came to assist in the battle. Yang Shi begged everyone to spare his life. Finally, he persuaded the people in the sect to let the Martial Saint establish the Xuanshi Sect's Martial Arts Hall, train an army in the art of command for the Xuanshi Sect, and teach all the martial artists in the world how to become gods, in order to atone for his sins. The Martial Saint was also fully aware of the sins he had committed. The royal family had been destroyed, and the grace of his upbringing had been repaid. The freed Martial Saint became as pure as before, only talking about martial arts, not his stance. In his old age, he only wanted to pass on his Taoism, just as he had passed it on to Yang Shi, without asking for anything in return, only wanting to bring peace to the martial arts practitioners of the world. The army he led was called the Tianlong Army, and was composed entirely of martial artists. There are a thousand people! They were all people with talent for martial arts selected by Yang Shi himself from the Martial Arts Hall.

They don't have spiritual roots, but they have talent for martial arts, which are martial arts spiritual roots in Yang Shi's eyes. If one can reach the spiritual realm and master his own magical powers, his strength will be comparable to that of a cultivator in the foundation-building stage! After practicing the method of command, one can gather the strength of a legion into one and display a level far beyond the strength of everyone else. Such a good fighting method should not be lost with the demise of the Oonai Ritsuryoushi. Yang Shi has also learned the art of command from the Martial Saint over the years, and now he has mastered it. He can lead the army on behalf of the Martial Saint at any time. Yang Shi has a deep relationship with the Tianlong Legion and has invested a lot of resources in the legion. Body-strengthening pills, more spiritual food than those for immortal cultivators, and sufficient military pay. The Tianlong Army is different from the Xuanshi Sect disciples. They are martial arts soldiers who can fight wherever they are told and are ready to charge into battle at any time. The pay that Yang Shi gives them is all spirit stones! He distributed the spirit stones, which were extremely difficult for even the innate masters to earn, as military pay to every martial arts soldier. Therefore, this Tianlong Army of a thousand people is not only highly talented and powerful, but also has a rare cohesion. It is a kind of iron-blooded army, just like Yang Shi's title. The Martial Saint himself has already entered the spiritual realm for many years, and his strength is even higher than Yang Shi. With this iron-blooded army, he is enough to suppress the Bright City. "Master, martial arts training consumes a lot of energy, so eating more spiritual meat is more nourishing. Buy spiritual meat from the cultivators every day and let them eat it. Get the spiritual stones from the sect. I have already made arrangements." "The future achievements of the martial artists raised with so many resources will not disappoint you. However, forget about collecting spirit stones from the sect. We already get too much from the sect on a daily basis. After arriving at the Monster Wind Forest, our Tianlong Army will be self-sufficient. It's just right for me to use these monster beasts to train my soldiers." The Martial Saint didn't want this legion to become a burden to the Xuanshi Sect. In addition, he believed that a good legion was not only built up with resources, but also trained through battles! This is a good time to train troops. Yang Shi nodded after hearing this: "That's right, martial artists cannot avoid bloodshed, so I'll trouble you to take care of the security of Guangming City while you train the soldiers." "It doesn't matter, leave it to me." Wu Sheng had a smile on his face, enjoying being able to do these things. He loves martial arts too much. He loves every martial artist so much that he treats them like his own children. What could be better than seeing 1000 talented kids thrive and inherit his legacy?

The wrinkles on Wu Sheng's face were increasing. He knew that he didn't have many years left to live. "Everyone in the Tianlong Army! Follow me to kill the monsters! Come back only when you have killed enough to eat!" The Martial Saint galloped on his horse, and the Dragon Army followed behind him, with a giant golden dragon floating above the army. "The military spirit is condensed by the military heart. Junior Brother Yang, your Tianlong Army has a bright future." Ding Zhen has fought with the Danai Ritsuryousi for many years, so he naturally knows some skills of command. He looked at the backs of the Tianlong Army and admired them sincerely. "Brother Ding, with this army here, we can protect the Xuanshi Sect and deter the world. There will be no more trouble in the future." “That’s how it should be.” Ding Zhen still remembers how shocked, disappointed, and angry he was when he found out that the Law Department, which was supposed to protect the world, was the one funding the magic cultivators behind the scenes. This army is what the Danai Dynasty should have. "Uncle Ding, Dad, Xiaojian and I are going to the Monster Wind Forest! I need to keep an eye on these clumsy monks." Yang Fuqing rode on the long-haired parrot, pulled Yang Fujian behind her, and said goodbye to the two of them with a smile. Ding Zhen said with a smile: "Xiaoqing and Xiaojian have grown up and can protect others." "Hmph~ Don't you see whose territory this is? Let's go~" Yang Fuqing was a little cocky, but Yang Fujian just nodded at the two of them. "Uncle, father, I will protect my sister." "Don't be too fussy. There are many unknown things in the Demon Wind Forest. Always be cautious!" Yang Shi said sternly. "I know. I have Da Mao, Er Mao, San Mao, and Si Mao. They will help me observe the surroundings." "I will, I will!" "My eyes are the ruler!" "Quack~" These long-haired parrots screamed exaggeratedly, which made Yang Shi quite amused. "These spirit beasts can even learn to speak like us. Let's go!" Yang Fuqing was right, the Demon Wind Forest was her territory, and she had spies all over the periphery. "Soul seal, unseal!" Yang Fuqing cast a spell on Big Hair's body, and a mark for nurturing a spiritual beast in his body opened, and a huge black bat flew out of it. Giant-winged bat! Yang Shi's former mount, it had followed him in battles for many years and had eaten many good things. Now it had reached the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage and was extremely powerful. Especially the flying ability, which is extremely fast. There are few cars in its class that are faster than it. In the dark night, he is like a fish in water. After Yang Shi destroyed the Ge family, he got the Yunhai Deer that he had been longing for for many years, and gave the Giant-winged Bat to his daughter for self-defense. Yang Fuqing, who was born with the ability to gain the favor of monsters, had already been chatting with this monster for a long time and directly made it one of her soul-imprinted beasts.

"Little Bat, help me patrol the area near the Golden Spirit Land. Don't let those little monks get ambushed by the Sharp-Tailed Weasel. They won't be able to handle it." Although it is just an ordinary resource, the spike-tailed weasel is extremely dangerous and can shoot spikes on the trees. If ordinary monks cannot discover it in time, their lives will be in danger. The giant-winged bat not only flies fast, but can also use its own racial characteristics to launch spiritual power waves to explore the surroundings and find those sharp-tailed weasels. "Goo~" After the giant-winged bat made a sound, it quickly left. "Soul seal, unseal!" "Huohuo, go check on the fox tribe. If you see any cultivators knocked unconscious, kick them." These two positions are more vulnerable to attack, so Yang Fuqing asked her two flying spirit beasts to keep watch. He took Yang Fujian to the depths of the Demonic Wind Forest. "Xiaojian, those talking monsters we saw yesterday, are they good monsters or bad monsters?" "Monster, is there anything good? Let me kill you with my sword. I can use my fur to make a piece of clothing for my mother." (End of this chapter)