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Chapter 395: Misfortunes lead to the east

Murojuku is not that kind of master who would consider his apprentices. To him, apprentices are at most a few capable subordinates. Most of the time, they are not even capable subordinates, and can only be regarded as coolies or capable subordinates.

The chess pieces were sacrificed at will, and he naturally did not want to waste time to fulfill the wishes of several apprentices.

After all, refining the mysterious ice here is really a hard job, and he doesn't want to waste his energy on it.

Seeing that all the disciples were silent, he shook his head and fell silent.

Several people have their own thoughts, while refining the iceberg and investing in various precious materials, they are also distracted and alert to the surroundings. Once any abnormality is discovered, they can immediately take action to intercept the uninvited guests.

Murojuku specially chose the iceberg in this area for worship. Firstly, he was interested in the current geographical environment and the spirituality gathered in this iceberg. Secondly, this place was far away from Hanzeyuan, and the other party would not be able to do it in a short time.

If you can't find your own hidden treasure, you can boldly refine the magic weapon.

He has also inspected the surrounding land for thousands of miles, and has never seen any other living beings entrenched in Hanze.

But he never expected that not long after he inspected the surrounding area, a group of forces from the Black Demon Kingdom would quietly arrive, and they would choose the gate to be located hundreds of miles around Wuliang Mountain.

Murojuku was refining the magic weapon with all his strength, converting all the surrounding vitality into Zhengyang True Fire, and when it was integrated into the iceberg, he suddenly felt subtle fluctuations in the surrounding air - he was condensing the True Fire with all his strength, and his mind was almost connected to the heaven and earth.

His body blends between heaven and earth, like a spider entrenched in a spider web. Any prey that hits the web will never be hidden from his eyes!

He was horrified and immediately shouted: "Who?!"

As he spoke, a transparent shadow quietly emerged from his body and blended into his vitality.

The next moment, the shadow quietly descended to a certain direction and suddenly turned into a sword light, piercing the void air in that direction!

Whoosh!

The colorless sword light cut through the vitality, and a golden figure suddenly appeared in the void.

The being that was neither human nor an animal had a pair of horns on its head, and its whole body was made of brass. It was extremely hard at first sight. With its arms raised, it blocked Murojuku's extremely sharp sword light. After that, it twisted

The body immediately retreated, turning into a stream of light and flying into the distance!

It discovered its own secrets, and the matter of refining icebergs was exposed before its eyes. How could Murojuku allow it to escape easily? He immediately opened his mouth and spat out, and an invisible flying sword whizzed into the sky, spanning hundreds of miles, and instantly plunged into the yellow

The vest of the bronze figure was twisted hard, turning it into golden water all over the sky!

The brass figure didn't even utter a scream and was killed on the spot!

But Murojuku didn't feel happy at all, he frowned and fell into deep thought.

He strangled the brass figure with a sword, but he did not sense any breath of life from the other person. That figure must be a magic weapon, which means that its owner is still alive, hiding somewhere, and peeping in secret

Looking at himself—could his owner be someone from that strong city?

If this is the case, why didn't the people in the city release these magic weapons when they were facing the demonic tide?

This brass magic weapon has the combat power of the early stage of refining the Gang. If it is put into the demonic tide, is it still invincible?

Murojuku first excluded the Lord of Hanze City for the time being, and thought of another possibility - in Hanze, it is very likely that it is no longer as peaceful as before, and there are other cultivators coming here, with unknown intentions!

The owner of the brass magic weapon has definitely discovered that he made the iceberg magic weapon. Now he is trying to move the iceberg away. Secondly, he wants to find the person behind the scenes. He must not be allowed to continue to live in this world!

His mind was spinning, and Murojuku had already figured out the key points. He raised his eyes, transformed his energy into a big hand, captured the golden water scattered all over the sky, and caught it in front of him.

He then glanced at the three disciples around him. In fact, he was not very worried about these three disciples. However, there were only three of them at the moment, so they could only use it reluctantly, so he said: "Our Xingzang may have been peeked by others.

Damn, it’s not advisable to stay here for a long time, you must leave quickly.”

The three disciples looked at each other, and Jiao Dayou bravely asked: "May I ask Master, where are we moving to? Do we have to leave Hanze?"

Leave Hanze?

Murojuku worked hard to refine magic weapons and even moved a lot of belongings here. How could he be so frightened that he retreated from this place just because of the slightest disturbance? He still had important plans that he could not complete!

He immediately sneered and said: "I know you think about it day and night, and want to leave this dangerous place, but your wish can only come true.

Naturally, you will stay with me in this cold marsh. Without my order, you can't even think of getting out of here.

We are just changing from this place to another place."

Although the master did not say too harsh words of reprimand, Jiao Dayou was still frightened and he lowered his head and did not dare to say anything more.

Yan Fei felt extremely happy when he saw that his senior brother was deflated again. He bowed to his master and said respectfully: "Since we want to move to other places, what should we do with this iceberg?"

The iceberg has been refining for many days, and countless rare materials have been invested in the early stage, which has cost a lot. To give up so easily, Murojuku naturally refused to agree, shook his head and said: "A few days ago, I planned a project in the scorching heat.

At that time, I saw a god carrying a huge mountain out of the even more dangerous Sword Sea Realm.

The spiritual gathering in that huge mountain is several times stronger than the iceberg we have right now.

Since they can carry icebergs, with the strength of you and my master and disciples, they may not be able to carry another iceberg. After I find a good location, we will carry this iceberg over. Since it is the gate of Wuliang Mountain, it cannot be done so easily.

Give it up!"

"Yes." When the three disciples saw that the master had already made up his mind, they did not dare to say anything more. Just thinking of the hard work of carrying an iceberg across thousands of miles, each of them felt extremely sour in their hearts, and they carried the mountain on behalf of the master.

After that, the master may not be able to give much reward, and it feels even more bitter.

How can there be such a master-disciple relationship in the world?

Just like coolies and overseers!

After agreeing on the matter, Murojuku didn't care what his disciples thought. He was the master, teaching them various techniques and pushing them to their current level of refining. So what if he asked them to help with some things?

What's more, if they don't want to do it, the imprint in their bodies will make them bow their heads and do it honestly!

Murojuku thought for a while, and then a series of illusory shadows appeared on his body, and formed another illusory version of himself behind him. Wrapped up by the invisible flying sword, he whizzed away, looking for a suitable place everywhere.

The real self continued to sit in front of the iceberg, holding up the golden water that condensed into a sphere, using secret techniques, and began to trace its origin.


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