If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 708 Longyang Daojun
The demon master cleared his mind and said in a deep voice: "We can't just collect pure-blood Kunpeng! We have to recruit half-demons and mixed-blood ones as well, and place them in - forget it, if you want to mess around, go ahead.

I only have one request now, that we don't kill each other among our own kind.

Any goblins, humans, or monsters with Kunpeng bloodline cannot be killed at will, even if you are in different camps during the catastrophe of heaven and earth.

I cannot control the entire demon race, but I must preserve the fortune of Kunpeng clan.

Population is the foundation of destiny, do you understand?"

Peng San hesitated and said, "If we include humans and monsters with thin mixed blood, the 'Kunpeng bloodline' cannot be distinguished by the naked eye!"

"Don't you understand the secret of blood?" the demon master said coldly.

Peng San said: "If we use the secret blood method to test them one by one, it is accurate, but it is too time-consuming and labor-intensive, and too complicated."

"It's very easy to do. Do I need to remind you specifically?" The demon master said indifferently.

Before, Peng Saner helped his ancestor to find the "lost" Kunpeng bloodline, only using his eyes to look.

In appearance, it looks like the great peng, the giant eagle, the kun fish and the kun whale, so it is naturally the bloodline of Kunpeng.

Even though the Golden-Winged Dapeng is the son of the Phoenix, he is still considered to be of Kunpeng's bloodline.

Looking like Kunpeng and being able to use Kunpeng's magical powers goes one step further, indicating that his bloodline is very pure.

If he doesn't have the appearance of Kunpeng and can't use Kunpeng's magical powers, even if he has a little Kunpeng blood in his body, he is still a "useless person" in Peng Saner's eyes and not worth his second glance.

The demon master's request was to find all those with Kunpeng bloodline in the Southern Continent.

If you can't tell the difference with your eyes, you can try the secret method of identifying blood, which has a very high accuracy rate.

But the workload was too heavy and too complicated, and he definitely couldn't handle it all by himself.

"Ancestor, there must be a range, right? The great catastrophe of heaven and earth has affected the entire Southern Continent. How many humans are there?

Even if we send all the disciples out, we still won’t be able to check everything.” Peng Saner said helplessly.

"You're right. It's impossible for everyone to be wanted. Even if the bloodline is thin and the talent is poor, it must be a rare talent.

You only need to secretly investigate the talented people, and don't care about the mediocre ones." said the demon master.

He now vaguely smelled the scent of "child" in the changes in the stars.

This means that the "child" has participated in the great catastrophe of heaven and earth in the southern continent.

Even if he is not a top-notch person, he can't be a loser.

How can a loser be qualified to participate in the fight for the dragon?

His "child" just has a defective Kunpeng origin, but is not a complete waste without any Kunpeng magical powers.

Moreover, the "child" also integrated the Hongmeng purple energy.

If you can develop even a little bit of the potential of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, you will never be ordinary.

Peng Saner hesitated and said, “Ancestor, if the bloodline is a wild cultivator, it would be easy to recruit him under your command.

But if they are from Shenzhou, are Qigong practitioners themselves, and are determined to protect China, I am afraid it will be difficult to win them over. "

The demon master said calmly: "I'm not trying to win them over to fight for the dragon, whether it's Shenzhou or the Xiongnu, I don't care!
I want to protect the tribe and preserve the tribe's destiny.

Entering my Northern Ocean is returning home.

Ancestor, I will teach them carefully, just like I taught you back then, help them cleanse their bloodlines, and grant them great supernatural powers.

Even if he is a cultivator from Shenzhou, can he forget his roots and give up the recognition and development of his own bloodline?"

"The ancestors actually spent a lot of effort to cultivate them"

Peng Saner had mixed feelings. Besides shock and surprise, he also felt a little jealous and unwilling.

The reason why he has the strength and special status today is not because of how ancient and pure his bloodline is, but because he has been vigorously cultivated by his ancestors.

If those with Kunpeng bloodline that he is looking for also get the same opportunity, will his status and strength as the "Captain of the Beiming Security Team" be surpassed by those who come later?
“Disciple understands. Disciple will hint to them as appropriate. Joining my Beiming Kunpeng lineage is a great opportunity.

They are all cultivators, they will definitely not refuse. "Peng Saner quickly put aside his distracting thoughts and said respectfully.

The demon master softened his tone a little and asked, "What happened to the Xiongnu recently?"

Peng San was puzzled and asked, "What do you mean by ancestor? I and several demon gods have been supporting the Xiongnu, Donghu, Yuezhi and other Hu tribes from behind for many years.

Recently, the Huns have indeed shown a tendency to get out of control.

Once they had their destiny, they began to dislike the "evil spirit" that polluted their dragon energy."

The demon master said: "You don't need to tell me about such trivial matters. What I am asking about is that there have been changes in the stars in Shenzhou in the past two days, and it is suspected that a general and a potential dragon of the Xiongnu have fallen."

"Oh, the ancestor is asking about this!"

While Peng San suddenly realized, he was still complaining in his heart: Compared with the overall changes I mentioned earlier, the fall of the star general that you are concerned about is not even a small matter.

"Zuoguli King Xiu Ge died, the whole army was annihilated, and none of the four 10,000-cavalry commanders and the two 'national masters' escaped.

The Huns had lost an arm.

The only thing to be thankful for was that this battle took place in the dead of winter. Before winter, 70,000 to 80,000 cavalrymen from King Zuoguli's army had already returned to the "Beishanggu".

The 50,000 elite cavalrymen left at Yanmen Pass are even more elite, but at least they have preserved the seeds for the Zuoguli King Tribe. "

The demon master asked: "Do you know the details of Xiu Ge's death?"

Peng San sighed, "Shenzhou has a very deep foundation. The Xiu tribe is almost the most capable tribe of the Xiongnu, but a group of immortals came to Yanmen Pass."

The demon master thought for a moment and then asked, "After this battle, what plans do the Xiongnu and the Qin have for each other?"

He simply sensed the "arrival" of the "child" from the changing star map.

He has no idea where he has been, what he has been involved in the past, or what he will do in the future.

He needs more real-time information so that he can calculate the movements of his "child".

Peng San said: "Xiuge died only two days ago, and the news has just been passed back to the royal court. The Xiongnu has no time to react."

After thinking for a while, he said: "Da Qin will definitely attack the Donghu people, and the Xiongnu royal court cannot and will not support them.

The Donghu and the Xiongnu only joined forces to fight against the Qin Dynasty, and they were not one family.

Before Zuo Guli's army is rebuilt, the Xiongnu will probably withdraw their forces and rest for a while."

The demon master asked, "What about you?"

"We? Let's just watch the show!" Peng San's eyes flickered, and he said, "Xiuge's death has cut off an arm of the Xiongnu, but it is a good thing for us demons.

He and the 'national teacher' Zhang Yuan have always advocated cutting ties with our demon race.

They planned to first purify the Xiongnu internally, establish the Mandate of Heaven for humanity, and then, as the leader of the alliance, unite the various tribes to create a "Hu People's Alliance".

This time, Xiu Ge's alliance with the Donghu people and their march south was an important attempt.

In order to subdue the Donghu people, Xiu Ge was full of courage and took the initiative to undertake the heavy task of attacking the enemy. He first captured "Juyongguan" and massacred dozens of cities in Daijun and "Nanshanggu".

After attracting the troops from the eastern defense line of the Great Wall Corps, he immediately turned to Yanmen Pass.

Xiu Ge planned to capture Yanmen Pass, behead Meng Yi, and carry Meng Yi's head to demoralize the Qin army in the eastern defense zone of the Great Wall Army, and then unite with the Donghu to destroy Li Xin's 200,000 troops. In other words, this time when going south, the Donghu people only need to stay outside the city to confront Li Xin's troops, and the fierce battle will be mainly borne by Zuo Guli Wang's troops.

The supplies consumed by the Donghu people were all looted in advance by the Zuoguli King's troops from Daijun and Nanshanggu.

If everything goes well for them, the 'Hu People's Alliance' can really be established.

Next, with the power of the alliance, they crossed the Great Wall defense line and captured the northern counties of the Qin Dynasty.

With enough prestige, the Xiongnu's dragon veins became stronger and stronger, and they could recruit more human immortals to thoroughly cleanse the demon forces in each tribe.

Finally, as a pure human northern dynasty, we will participate in the competition for supremacy in the Central Plains."

Peng San showed a sarcastic look on his face and sneered, "We knew their plan and never interfered.

Because we understand how profound the heritage of China is.

We are very sure that sooner or later, Xiu Ge and his men will be beaten to a pulp, and then the Great Khan of the Xiongnu will return in disgrace to beg us, the demon tribe, for help."

The demon master said calmly: "If they beg you, you go ahead. If they don't beg you, you just wait on the sidelines?"

Peng San lowered his eyes and said respectfully: "Disciple will remember the teachings of the ancestors and will not dream of destroying the human race in one day.

The purpose of participating in this great catastrophe is just to earn some luck for humanity."

The demon master sneered: "With your limited knowledge, you still want to earn the good fortune of humanity. What a waste!"

Peng San had no intention of arguing, and simply bowed down and said, "Please give me some advice, ancestor."

The demon master said: "You have always defined yourselves as 'fighters'. When the Xiongnu are in trouble and cannot defeat the Qin, you go out to fight; when the Xiongnu wins battle after battle, you stay on the sidelines and pretend to be invisible.

Since ancient times, what has been the status of brainless warriors and thugs in a country or a gang?
Can you eat meat or drink soup? You can only pick up bones under the table to eat, and you may even be "cooked away like a running dog"!
If you want to cheat people's luck, you should learn from the 'predecessors' of the Chan Sect. How did the Twelve Golden Immortals do it?"

Peng San was stunned, "How did you do it?"

If it weren't for the great catastrophe of heaven and earth here, which was related to his own "chance of enlightenment", the demon master really wanted to say nothing and just whip him away with his tail.

The demon master said: "The first-class method is to be the teacher of the human king, that is, the 'imperial teacher', to guide the human king's growth and lead the establishment of the dynasty.

The result of being second-rate is to become a close minister of the king.

Let the king rely entirely on your wisdom and insight in major national policies.

If you cannot become an indispensable subject of the King, then you can only be a third-rate "loyal minister".

Just blindly loyal and obedient.

Then he would endure the years, wait for the wise and brave previous king to die, make his own qualifications indestructible, assist the young ruler, abuse power and dictatorship, and plunder the fortune of the empire.

You plunder the fortune, and the empire loses its fortune. There will definitely be turmoil in the country, natural disasters and man-made disasters, and the people will suffer.

When the situation is about to become unsustainable, fake your death and escape in time.

Well, before faking his death and escaping, he put on a show of returning power to the emperor.

Pretend that your means and abilities are just lacking and you have not governed the country well, but your loyalty to the king remains unchanged.

Make sure the emperor will still hold you accountable after you die.

Only by retaining the official status and title can one avoid the backlash of good fortune.

If you are good at it, you can cultivate a few followers in advance. You are greedy for power, and they are greedy for money. After you die, let them take the blame. "

Peng Sanxian suddenly understood as if he had been enlightened.

But thinking back carefully to the situation between himself and his fellow demon gods, he frowned again and said, "What the ancestor said is very good, but we don't know how to teach the human king, nor can we be good ministers.

The third-rate method is too time-consuming and patience-consuming."

——Being blindly loyal and obedient is so unpleasant and unhappy. Let alone outlasting the King, we can’t endure it first.

The demon master said woodenly: "Go away, remember, earning human luck is only secondary.

Your main task is to protect the luck of our clan. If there is no loss, I will remember your great merit."

This requirement was so low that Peng San himself felt a little embarrassed.

"Ancestor, don't worry, I will definitely protect the Kunpeng bloodline, and I will not let them fight among themselves, nor will I let others harm them."

While his cheap father was thinking about him, Xiaoyu also traveled six hundred miles and arrived outside the Daiyi City of Dai County.

“Dang, dang, dang~~”

She tapped the fishing drum with her left hand, picked up the red wine gourd with her right hand, and took a sip from it. Her voice was clear and loud as she sang: "Oh~ I test the drum skin with my hands, and the snow on the thousands of mountains becomes smoke from the jade furnace. Stars hang upside down under my sleeves, and I crush twelve pieces of jade."

"Who, who is singing there?" A loud shout was immediately heard at the gate of the Donghu camp.

Several more soldiers approached quickly with torches in hand.

Xiaoyu ignored them and continued to sing the "Linjiangxian" that she learned from Changqing Sanren.

"The north wind blows the frozen clouds away, and the stars leak through the fingers. In front of Yama's palace, he asks for wine debts, and the god of heaven is drunk and lies on moss. Thirty years in Yujing, but nothing but a stove fire buried"

Every time she sang a line, she gently tapped the fishing drum a few times. The rhythm was very strong, and it had the flavor of a modern percussion instrument.

After singing a line, he picked up the wine gourd and took a sip.

"Taoist, what are you singing?" A Donghu patrol captain saw the figure in the air clearly.

He was a Taoist priest in a green robe, over thirty years old, with a strange face. He held a fishing drum in his left hand and a red gourd in his right hand.

Because he was flying in the air, facing the wind and snow with a very extraordinary appearance, the captain's tone became much softer.

"Tell your king to come out and see me, and tell him that he is Taoist Longyang from Liusha River, and has come to keep an appointment with Fairy Qinghong." Taoist Xiaoyu shouted.

"The Taoist Master Longyang of Liusha River?" The captain thought about it carefully and was sure that he had never heard of him.

But "Qinghongxian" seemed to have some impression.

"You don't even know Qinghongxian Zhang Yuan?"

Taoist Xiaoyu became impatient and stretched out her right hand to make a vague grab. A black evil spirit flew out from her palm, wrapped around a Donghu warrior and dragged him to her side.

Her mouth opened as big as a bathtub, and her teeth were sharper than daggers. "Crack!"

The Donghu warrior was bitten into two pieces, and blood splattered everywhere.

She chewed it in big mouthfuls and swallowed the whole thing in two or three gulps.

"How can we drink without meat? Well, you Donghu people have a strong smell of fishy smell, but the meat is firm and chewy. Bring another one over, so that I, the Taoist, can have 'good things come in pairs'."

She licked her tongue, her slender eyes flashing with vicious and greedy light.

"Monster, monster~~~" The captain's legs were trembling, and he was very scared, but he no longer had any doubts. He immediately shouted in a trembling voice: "Great Immortal, don't eat our own people. We will help you catch the Qin people!"

Xiao Yu shouted, "I'm picking up some food and drinking wine, how can I wait for you to catch the Qin people?"

As she spoke, she reached out her hand again and grabbed a Donghu warrior. While chewing, she said incoherently: "The Taoist Lord came here to help you deal with the Great Qin Immortals. Shouldn't you Donghu provide food? Entering the Taoist Lord's stomach is a blessing that you have cultivated for several lifetimes!"

(End of this chapter)