Wang Tiezhu moved from the utility room in the north to a yard in the northeast.
When he was leaving, the man with triangular eyes stared at Wang Tiezhu closely, as if he had discovered some great secret.
"Your Majesty, please come and take care of me." He bowed to Wang Tiezhu with his triangular eyes.
Wang Tiezhu stared at him inexplicably and ducked to avoid this unreasonable gift.
Subconsciously, he not only disliked this man who deliberately approached to please him, but also felt some unavoidable boredom in his heart.
However, adhering to the principle that if you are a newbie and don't offend if you can, Wang Tiezhu still said vaguely and perfunctorily: "Brother, it's getting late now, and the inner city is about to go under curfew. I have to go and report it quickly."
Triangle Eyes did not hear Wang Tiezhu's unhappiness, and just thought that he was anxious to report, without thinking much, and diligently helped him send the salute out of the service room.
Then he watched a young man with an ox cart leading Wang Tiezhu to the northeast.
Looking at Wang Tiezhu's retreating figure, he felt envious and melancholy in his heart.
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The hooves of the bullock cart stepped on the long, square road paved with glass, making a dull "ta-da-da" sound. Wang Tiezhu's leg strength was particularly good. After recent tempering, he felt that his body was getting lighter and stronger.
Although he cannot travel as fast as a thousand-mile horse, he can still travel dozens of miles a day without using spiritual power.
"Sir, please come this way."
Because Wang Tiezhu was not familiar with the location and layout of the Glazed Palace, he could only wait patiently for the guidance of the boy who was dedicated to guiding the way.
This boy was a man of few words, and originally Wang Tiezhu wanted to ask him about some big and small things about Mo Linmai.
However, the boy remained silent along the way. It was not until he saw a striking wall of horse heads that he reined in the reins, stepped aside, and bowed to Wang Tiezhu to get off the cart.
Wang Tiezhu closed his eyes and rested his mind. When the slightly bumpy oxcart came to a slow stop, he opened his eyes and turned his head to see a magnificent mansion appearing in front of him.
After staring at the horse head wall for a few times, Wang Tiezhu felt an inexplicable feeling of familiarity.
"Sir, we're here."
The boy lowered his eyes and looked at the thoughtful Wang Tiezhu from the corner of his eye. Seeing that he was still sitting in the open-air bullock cart, he had no choice but to remind him again.
Wang Tiezhu didn't know what the boy was thinking, but an inexplicable sense of familiarity made him lose his mind for a moment. When his consciousness returned, he quickly smiled to cover up his embarrassment.
"It was the first time I saw such a beautiful mansion, so I was stunned, which made me laugh."
He thought that when he said this, the boy should be polite.
But the boy's face was expressionless, like an ice cube that had not melted all year round. Wang Tiezhu asked for trouble, rubbed his nose, stood up, and jumped out of the car.
This house is very big, but there is only the word "Yan Zhai" written in cursive as sharp as a knife on the lintel.
Why Yan Zhai?
Wang Tiezhu was about to ask when he turned around and saw a young boy with a paralyzed face. He was picking up the bullock cart and heading back home.
Seeing this, Wang Tiezhu didn't leave him alone, he just threw a small baggage behind his back and walked in.
Wang Tiezhu thought that the commander under Zuo Banner was a hunter of some rank. Unexpectedly, when he inquired later, he found out that the commander in the entire inner city was a hunter of the lowest rank.
As for Wang Tiezhu's current status, other than his servants who dare not neglect him, anyone else can step on him.
"Hey, you are the new hunting master? Why do you call me Wang?" A malicious and teasing voice sounded in Wang Tiezhu's ears.
Another voice answered with a wicked smile, "He is a hunter who was personally promoted from the service room by Master Qiu. He must be a talented person. Don't mess with him."
At this time, Wang Tiezhu was sitting in the wonderful courtyard, holding a beginner's guide to refining ink. When he raised his eyes, he saw two strange men in front of him with their arms around each other, and glanced at their chests.
, lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Through his contacts with other disciples of Mo Linmai in the past few days, he learned that all hunting masters under his sect were divided into four levels: A, B, C and D.
Under each level of the four major levels, there are four smaller levels: Transformation into Void, Transformation into Void, Transformation into Truth, Transformation into Chaos.
The most advanced level-A hunting masters, like the powerful gods in Xuantian Realm, are beings that can destroy the entire space.
As for Feng Zhang, Shen Yao, and Mo Lin, none of them have cultivated to the level A level of Chaos Transformation.
So far, among the main line masters of the three meridians, the most powerful and mysterious in legend is the main line master of Shenyao lineage. It is said that his cultivation has reached the level of A-level emptying.
The levels of hunting masters in Molinmai are strict, and high-level hunting masters can take control of lower-level hunting masters at any time. In their eyes, there is no fraternity, but the wantonness and madness of the strong driving the weak.
On the contrary, if a low-level hunting master can rely on his or her personal abilities to leapfrog and counter a high-level hunting master, he will be favored by the sect master.
If you can advance to a higher level in a short period of time, you will be promoted by the sect leader, but such a miracle has almost never happened in Mo Lin.
Wang Tiezhu was new here and didn't want to conflict with others.
What he had to do now was to calm down and quickly use that power to his own advantage, so he pretended not to hear their cynicism.
One of them saw Wang Tiezhu calmly reading a beginner's guide book and looking at his nose and heart, and he didn't want to talk to him at all.
As a hunter who has already become a C-level Chaos-level hunter, he doesn't pay much attention to this guy who hasn't even learned how to get started with D-level.
"Hey, my brother asked you what your name is!"
The man raised his foot to kick Wang Tiezhu on the waist, and his tone became fierce.
Wang Tiezhu dodged away. He closed the instruction book and placed it carefully on the table. His eyes gradually became cold.
The two hunting masters in red and white robes in front of him were only Bing and D level hunting masters, but they were so arrogant that he couldn't hold back his anger.
"You can't be mute!"
The Class B hunting master in white robes hooked one hand on the red-robed hunting master's shoulder, with malicious mockery in his eyes. He hooked his finger at Wang Tiezhu and motioned for him to come over.
Wang Tiezhu frowned, stopped where he was, looked down at the hunting master in front of him looking for trouble, turned around and left.
He is not afraid of conflict with the other party, but it is not worth wasting his time on two minions.
At this time.
A strange strong wind suddenly hit his ears. Wang Tiezhu had a strong figure and was about to dodge to avoid the sneak attack of the villain, when he suddenly felt severe pain in the back of his neck.
Immediately afterwards, an earth-shattering tiger roar resounded throughout the "Yan House", and Wang Tiezhu even felt that the earth was shaking for a moment.
He was confused and turned around to look, his eyes suddenly shocked.
I saw a tiger with dazzling golden hair all over its body, facing away from him and blocking the front. The golden tiger was so huge that it even tended to cover the sky and the sun.
