Chapter 975: Arrived at Zanglongwu, no small strong

"The so-called big waves, you need to sharpen!"
Jiang Tian's face was not sad or unhappy, and said lightly:
"In the future, there are more powerful challenges! You have to adapt to this brutal battle!"
Of course, Jiang Tian deplores the sacrifice of the Huaxia Dragon Formation. These are the backbone of the nation and the national elite.
However, Jiang Tian cannot protect them forever. After all, Jiang Tian will conquer the stars and leave the earth in the future.
Therefore, they need brutal fighting to improve their cultivation and combat capabilities, and the tempering of blood and fire to sharpen their sharpness and ability to stand on their own.
On the training ground, you can't make a real peerless powerhouse!
In the process, sacrifice is inevitable or even necessary.
Even in Jiang Tian's view, the invasion of the Holy See and Brahmin was a rare opportunity and sparring!
If the Western soil and the heavenly world behind them strike, the Huaxia Dragon Formation may not be able to persist for a day!
"Disciple understand! We must not disgrace our mission in this battle!"
Ye Zhantian was impassioned and authentic.
But he hesitated a bit, still a little worried and authentic:
"However, the enemies are constantly flowing, and now the Holy See and Brahmin have dispatched four or five hundred powerful warriors, and there are dozens of holy kings and holy warriors! And they are stretching the front!
"My disciples are worried that once the line of defense breaks, it will not be so easy to think about killing one by one!"
"Don't worry. Didn't see Situ Xiao and Huo Qingtian all coming over this time! They will help you!" Jiang Tian laughed.
"In addition, we also brought secret weapons! Guaranteed a shot!" Huo Qingtian said with a smile.
"That's great! Now, China's practice world is safe!" Ye Zhantian was moved by tears in his eyes.
After judging the battle situation again, Jiang Tian let the Tianqingzong strongmen rush to the battlefield together.
He and Zhao Xueqing rushed to the dock town.
In addition to Ye Zhantian and Jiang Tian's sister-in-law Zhao Qianru.
Zhao Qianru is here to take care of Zhao Xueqing.
The child in Zhao Xueqing's belly is the innocent Phoenix Fairy. Jiang Tian suspected that she might not be able to conceive in ten months.
This is not surprising.
In the realm of cultivation, some immortal sons may be pregnant for five to six years or even more than ten years!
Because they are no longer physical, the blood and nourishment needed are also different from ordinary people!
But after all, Zhao Xueqing has been pregnant for seven months. She has a big belly and has difficulty moving.
When it comes to caring for people, Jiang Tian has always been clumsy, and Zhao Qianru is more suitable.
"Sister, you have such a big belly! Gosh, I'm going to have a little niece! I'm going to be an aunt, I'm so happy!"
However, Zhao Qianru couldn't be happier.
She carefully assisted Zhao Xueqing, came to the airport parking lot, and got into a red BMW.
Zhao Qianru drove towards Wuzhen.
Three hours later, he finally arrived at the Nalan house.
Wuzhen is a typical Jiangnan water village. The Wupon boat is slowly driving on the river in all directions. Some people are washing rice, picking clothes, washing vegetables, and children are playing by the river.
In the setting sun, the afterglow is immersed, small bridges, flowing water, people; ancient houses, deep alleys, and promenades are almost all old buildings of the Ming and Qing dynasties. In front of them is a thousand-year-old ink painting.
"Huh? It's so comfortable here. People seem to be a lot more energetic when they come here, refreshed!"
Parked outside the Nalan manor house, Zhao Qianru got out of the car, could not help but stretch his arms, and sighed intoxicatedly.
Zhao Xueqing looked up.
I saw a small but exquisite courtyard, with a pair of gold and black plaques on the door lintel, three large characters of the dragon and phoenix dance in the horizontal book "Zanglongwu", and two small characters in the vertical book "forge".
"It is indeed a family of three hundred years!"
Jiang Tian nodded slightly.
According to local records, in the early years of Kangxi, Wuzhen was originally a poor mountain.
Today's dock town is built around Tibetan Dragon Dock, so it is also called Tibetan Dragon Dock.
Later, after the establishment of the Republic of China and the new regime, the scale of Zanglongwu also shrank a lot, and the name was changed to the current abbreviation.
Looking at historical data, Jiang Tian found that the original Tibetan Dragon Wool occupied almost half of the dock town, with a total area of ​​thousands of acres.
"This is where my mother grew up"
Zhao Xueqing glanced at the carved paintings, her eyes were reddish, and she felt a little sad.
"Sure enough I expected"
Jiang Tian was swept away, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
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I saw that this small gathering of spirits was arranged around Tibetan Dragon Wool, and the aura of the surrounding circle of fifty-six miles was continuously gathered here.
From the perspective of Jiang Tian, ​​of course, this kind of gathering of spirits is nothing, even compared with Wudang Mountain Guards.
However, compared with the ordinary martial art family, it is far superior.
"This is probably the origin of Hidden Dragon Dock! There is a dragon vein hidden here."
Jiang Tian even found a small dragon vein among the surrounding large rivers.
Although it has dried up, if you look at the site, you can see that the scale at that time was considerable.
"At that time, Nalan Chengde suddenly resigned and came here in order to guard the dragon veins, so as not to be taken up by other families and take away luck, leading to the collapse of the Qing royal family!"
Jiang Tian bowed his head slightly, and he felt a bit enlightened.
At this point, a strong man in a black suit stepped forward and asked respectfully, "Are the three visitors?"
This person should be the head of the bodyguard of Hidden Dragon Dock, but he has a great cultivation practice. Outside, he can be a master.
"I came to see my grandparents. My mother's name is Nalan Yiran!"
Zhao Xueqing said softly.
"It was Miss Qian's gold! The old lady was still thinking about you, and she wasn't ready to go through it soon!"
The head of the bodyguard hurriedly saluted.
Two girl-like girls came to hear the news, accompanied by a supporter, and a bodyguard quickly entered.
Entering the gatehouse, on both sides are copy hall verandas, in which is a hallway, a large marble screen with a sandalwood shelf, and three halls after turning the screen.
Behind the hall is the courtyard of the main house, all of which are carved gallery paintings, pavilions and pavilions on both sides, and nine-curved corridors. Rocks and rocks are scattered. Under the eaves are colored parrots, thrushes, and other birds and birds.
Jiang Tian, ​​they just walked into the hall.
I saw two maids greeted an old lady with silver-haired and kind-hearted brows.
"Well!" Zhao Xueqing was about to meet.
"My bitter child!"
The old lady threw a cane and held Zhao Xueqing in her arms. She cried heartily and burst into tears.
A few little girls next to me also covered her face and wept, Zhao Xueqing's eyes became red, and tears came out.
Although she rarely visited Nalan's house, her grandmother and grandfather always loved her.
This was her lonely childhood, a few times to feel the warmth of affection.
At this time, Li Rouxi also came with two aunts and advised with a smile: "The girl Qinger grew up and came to visit her grandparents again. This is a good thing. Mom, don't cry, hurt your body carefully!"
The old lady just kept crying, mourning Zhao Xueqing's mourning of her young child, and sent him under the fence, suffering and suffering.
Li Rouxi also persuaded: "Mom, it doesn't matter if you cry, it makes Qinger cry, but she is pregnant, and she shouldn't move her breath!"
The old lady gradually stopped her sorrow, and looked up and down Zhao Xueqing, and Cixiang laughed: "Forget it, Qinger hasn't returned for sixteen years. Now she is a big girl and she is a mother!"
She looked at Jiang Tian full of admiration, held Jiang Tian's hand, and smiled: "The young man is very spirited, grandpa and grandma can't live with you. At the time of your wedding, I had a chest injury and couldn't participate!"
A glance at Jiang Tian's knowledge revealed that the old lady really had an old injury in the chest, which was caused by the shock of the Holy Light and knew that she was not polite.
Jiang Tian had a good opinion of her, and said quickly: "Grandma, we are not sensible. I haven't come to see you for so many years!"
Zhao Xueqing worshiped three aunts one after another, and Jiang Tian was let into the living room.
This centuries-old family retains some traditional antiquity, and there are frames on the wall with various photos inside.
Jiang Tian glanced and asked with a smile, "Qinger, which is our mother?"
Zhao Xueqing pointed at a pair of black and white photos and laughed: "This is, look more beautiful than me!"
"All beautiful!"
Jiang Tian smiled.
I saw Nalan Yiran was about a teenager at that time, wearing a cheongsam, her face was gentle and pretty.
However, Jiang Tian found that Nalan Yiran and Zhao Xueqing had no similarities in appearance.
Moreover, the old lady was not an immortal Phoenix Fairy body, but was of ordinary constitution, and he could not help secretly wondering.
Zhao Xueqing and the old woman spoke for a while and asked with a smile: "Grandma, my grandfather and the three grandmothers?"
"Visitors came here today, and they went to receive."
The old lady said with a smile:
"When they're busy, they'll meet together! I've told my subordinates to report!"
"Guy?"
Jiang Tian was so savvy that he walked through the house and silently broke through the prohibitions of the Daoxian Formation in the mansion, instantly covering the entire back garden.
"Sure enough, it's not small!"
Jiang Tian's eyes twinkled, and he lowered his head to drink tea. A meaningful smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.