559, Ye Ming Jinxians compensation, goodbye Murong family
A rope used to capture mythical beasts in ancient times. The immortal patterns on it contain divine power.
This power can imprison bloodline power and seal space.
Good baby.
Bronze Mace, Ivy Rope.
Both of these treasures are of the highest level.
No wonder Ye Ming was able to roam the Bitter Immortal Realm before he became a Golden Immortal.
With his cultivation and combat power, plus these two treasures, who can stop him except the Great Demon King in the Bitter Immortal Realm?
"boom--"
Shu Ming Jinxian slashed the ivy rope with his sword, knocking it back, and then with a flash of sword light, he tore Ye Ming Jinxian's robe, leaving only half of his underwear.
Yeming Jinxian also seemed to be angry, and offered another treasure in his hand.
This is a green wooden branch.
Babel tree!
It is completely unimaginable how this guy could have so many treasures.
Every treasure is of treasure level.
Han Muye had a strange expression on his face.
Why didn't anyone come to intercept and kill such a mobile treasure house?
Are all the good people in Fuyuxian?
"Not everyone can use the treasures in this world, and not everyone can steal them."
"Behind this guy, there is a strong man that even my sword sect is afraid of."
"All I can do is teach him a lesson."
Shu Ming Jinxian's voice sounded in Han Muye's ears.
A strong man that even the Sword Sect is afraid of.
That, at least is Daluo Immortal Lord.
Even Daluo Immortal Lord?
"Stab-"
Shu Ming's Golden Immortal sword grazed Ye Ming's waist.
Ye Ming looked ugly, took a few steps back, and then wrapped the ivy rope around his waist.
"Old guy, do you want me to turn against you?"
Holding his trouser pocket, he gritted his teeth and spoke.
Shu Ming Jinxian grinned: "Falling? I'm afraid you won't."
Ye Ming's whole body was shocked, and the original rage on his body disappeared. Golden light flashed, and a pale golden robe covered his body.
"Senior, how can we understand this matter?"
learn.
Even the strong man who killed the temple could not cause any real harm to this Ye Ming Golden Immortal.
Shu Mingjinxian's original laughter turned into solemnity.
Looking at Ye Ming, he said loudly: "You should know the rules."
Ye Ming nodded, raised his hand, and treasures with flashing halos appeared in front of him.
Looking at Han Muye, he said calmly: "Pick one and let this matter go."
Pick one.
Each of these treasures is at least Lingbao level.
Sure enough, it is better to have a backer.
Otherwise, it was Han Muye who broke someone else's fleshless bamboo arrangement. How could he still come up with something to make amends?
Han Muye was not polite and his eyes fell on those treasures.
The golden fire standing on his shoulder also looked up curiously.
Among those treasures were spiritual materials with flashes of fairy light and green wooden branches.
There are golden battle armors, spears, and black giant axes with strange colors.
Every treasure looks extremely powerful.
There was a halo of light on the two golden pages, which made Han Muye's head tremble.
The inheritance pages of Tongtian Immortal Lord were the treasures that were snatched from his hands by those strong men!
As soon as his eyes fell on it, he quietly turned away.
He can't have this thing.
Before you have enough strength, it is best not to touch anything related to Tongtian Immortal Lord.
What's more, he still has many inheritance pages of the Immortal Lord in his hand, and there is no shortage of them.
Looking at a small green sword, Han Muye stretched out his hand and pointed: "I want this sword."
The small green sword looks like it is only at the level of a spiritual treasure.
But Han Muye could feel the surging power.
Hearing Han Muye's words, Ye Mingjinxian frowned slightly.
However, he didn't say anything, he just raised his hand and pointed the small sword in front of Han Muye.
Han Muye reached out and grabbed the small sword. Shu Ming Jinxian on the side raised his hand, and the surrounding space exploded.
When they appeared again, they were already outside Luming City.
"Boy Han, there is a strong man behind Ye Ming, so none of us are willing to offend him at all costs."
"As you can see, there are so many treasures in his hands that even I am envious of them."
Shu Mingjinxian shook his head and whispered helplessly.
I was planning to take action to show my domineering power and show my strength by killing the temple, but I didn't expect that when I met Ye Ming, I could only beat him a lot, but there was no real gain.
This made Shu Mingjinxian a little embarrassed.
"It's enough to get a treasure." Han Muye cupped his hands and said loudly, "Thank you, uncle, for your help."
Shu Ming waved his hand and turned to look at Luming City not far away.
"Ye Ming is a good boy. He won't take the initiative to mess with any immortal cultivator with a good background."
"He won't cause trouble for you anymore."
There is a terrifying power behind Ye Ming, and he does not want to provoke big forces.
Therefore, he is free from all parties, but he can live and nourish in the wilderness.
Shuming Jinxian did not stay in Luming City for long.
For him, being able to take action once is already a promise fulfilled.
The powerful Golden Immortal has his own affairs, so how can he interfere with the world of low-level immortal cultivators like Han Muye.
"Boy, practice hard and kill the temple. We are more powerful than you can imagine, but we also have enemies you can't imagine."
"As a sword cultivator, you should fight against such powerful enemies."
"Hurry up."
Shu Ming Jinxian left, and Han Muye stopped staying and returned directly from the teleportation array in Luming City back to Yunlan City.
After walking out of the teleportation array, he was in a daze.
After not returning for three years, Yunlan City is now a large city covering an area of 300 miles, with towers standing one after another.
The teleportation array square has a square area of tens of thousands of feet, and is surrounded by celestial beings that isolate it, making it impossible for outsiders to know where the people are coming from and where they are going.
Han Muye left without disturbing anyone and walked slowly along the avenue.
On the broad avenue, people were bustling, many of them in a hurry.
Yunlan City's positioning in the wasteland is very simple, with business roads connecting all parties.
The rules formulated by Zuo Baichou and others who were in charge of the big city were all to provide convenience for those merchants.
In the past three years, without Han Muye in the city, the development of Yunlan City has been ten times better than he imagined.
Looking up, one can see the flying boats suspended in the sky, as well as the golden list of gods at the top.
In the past three years, the number of powerful men on the Conferred Gods List has reached ten.
Every one of them was an immortal who was refining his emptiness during his lifetime.
With these powerful men sitting in charge, plus those powerful Celestial beings gathered earlier, the entire Yunlan City can function well even without Han Muye.
Now there are tens of thousands of miles around, and all parties are converging resources on Yunlan City.
Yunlan City has become a material trading center thousands of miles away.
What surprised Han Muye was that not only were there many human cultivators in this city, but there were also many demons.
Those monsters of different shapes and sizes were walking openly on the street, which was no longer strange.
What’s even more interesting is that there are very few strange beasts pulling carts in this city, most of them are wasteland blue wolves.
The steppenwolf clan led by Yuyang is everywhere in the city. The life of these green wolves is actually quite prosperous. They only need to help guide the way and pull carts in exchange for rewards, and they can also get fairy spirit stones.
These green wolves seem to be used to walking on the streets and get along very well with humans.
"Hurry up, hurry up, these green and yellow irons have to be sent to Wanshen Trading Company. After getting the payment, it will almost be enough for the family to tide over this difficulty." An anxious voice sounded behind Han Muye.
A young cultivator in his thirties wearing a green robe waved his arms, his head covered in sweat.
Behind him is a cart pulled by seven or eight green wolves.
The five carts are filled with greenish-yellow ore.
"Fifth Brother, don't worry. As long as we bring back the Immortal Spirit Stone and the disciples in the clan continue to practice, our Murong family will be able to survive this time."
A young man of eighteen or nineteen wearing a pale white gown spoke out to comfort the young man in his thirties, with a trace of longing on his face.
Han Muye glanced over, and his heart moved.
The faces of the young man in his thirties and the boy of eighteen or nineteen were somewhat similar to the God Emperor Murong Zheng.
Murong?
Han Muye looked up at Wanshen Trading Company's headquarters not far away and walked over.
Wanshen Trading Company is of course the largest trading bank in Yunlan City, and there is also Jujin Trading Company, which was reopened by Zhao Chen.
He came to Yunlan City with nearly half of the resources of Jujin Trading Company. In just three years, the amount had more than doubled.
It's just that he has no contact with his family far away in the hinterland of Xuanling Sword Sect.
The reputation of Yunlan City has spread in the wasteland, and there is no possibility that Yunlu City in Yuze Prefecture, which is hundreds of millions of miles away, will know about it.
Wanshen Commercial Bank in Yunlan City is quite large, with half of the street being covered in storefronts.
When the children of the Murong family arrived at Wanshen Trading Company, many caravans were making deliveries.
All kinds of materials will be traded here, and then handed over to the forces in need.
This is the function of a big city like this.
"We won't accept the green and yellow iron for the time being."
The receptionist at the front spoke up, and his words made those in the Murong family change their expressions.
"Don't accept it? This is the mission you agreed upon -"
"Why is this happening? Do you want to lower the price?"
Several young disciples gathered around, but they were unable to make the guy in front change his words.
Someone from other caravans around whispered a few words.
"Three days ago, a large caravan brought a billion fairy stones and blue and yellow iron."
"It is said that a large vein of green and yellow iron was discovered in Huangyan City, a million miles away. Who dares to collect green and yellow iron now?"
These words made all the Murong family members look pale.
They put their money on the line, hoping that this transaction would turn around.
"It's over. Is this God's will to destroy my Murong family..." The face of the young man in his thirties who led the team showed despair.
Han Muye looked forward and walked slowly to a deacon of a trading firm who was wearing a green robe and holding a book in his hand, checking various supplies.
"We only buy here——" The deacon looked up and trembled when he saw Han Muye's face.
"city--"
Han Muye shook his head and waved his hand: "Do you know me?"
The deacon's face turned red and he nodded repeatedly: "I, I came to Yunlan City with Mr. Baichou."
He is a direct descendant of Zuo Baichou, no wonder.
Han Muye raised his hand and pointed at the Murong family's large cars.
"I want a batch of green and yellow iron. I'll take these first."
The deacon nodded quickly, bowed, and walked quickly to the front.
He just said a few words, and all the children of the Murong family cheered.
Within a moment, the green and yellow iron from the cart was dumped into the square behind the trading house, and a specialized smelter was responsible for smelting it.
"Thank you, brother." The leader of the Murong family, a young man in his thirties, approached Han Muye and said, "Deacon Chen has already told me that it was my brother's acquaintance with the trading company that allowed them to accept the green and yellow iron."
After saying that, he cupped his hands again and said, "I'm Murong Fu."
Han Muye nodded, looked at this Murong family disciple whose cultivation level was no higher than the third level of Nascent Soul in the Heaven Realm, and said, "I remember that your Murong family is not under the rule of Yunlan Dao Sect, and moreover, it is a Dao Sect cultivating family."
Seeing Murong Fu looking at him with confusion, Han Muye said: "Back then, I traveled with a senior of your family, and he told a lot about your family."
"My surname is Han."
Hearing Han Muye's words, Murong Fu was happy at first, and then sighed.
"Mr. Han, what you are talking about happened thousands of years ago."
Three thousand years ago, Murong's elder Murong Zheng took charge of the mortal world and violated the iron laws of the immortal world.
The Bloody Battle Sect found the Yunlan Dao Sect, negotiated and fought.
Murong Fu didn't know the specific results, but later the Yunlan Taoist Sect issued a decree, and all the immortals who were in charge of the Murong family were recruited and did not return for three thousand years.
Without the immortals in charge, the strength of the entire Murong family would have declined by more than a thousand times?
After several turmoils, even the immortal masters fell away, and the entire family was on the verge of destruction.
"If it hadn't been for the support of a senior who went retrograde to cultivate immortality and entered the earthly immortal realm, my Murong family would have been exterminated." Murong Fu whispered with emotion.
Earth Immortal.
This is the name given to those in the Heavenly Realm who have reversed cultivation and attacked the Heavenly Immortals.
This time, the so-called Earth Immortal has some strength. After entering the saint realm for the first time, he began to prepare for retrograde cultivation, and his combat power will be higher than that of the same level.
But as long as you are unable to break through, you will never have the chance to become an immortal.
Even the Tianzun realm is incapable of reaching it.
Earth Immortals, this is a group that does not belong to orthodoxy, is not recognized by the world of immortality, and is not even comparable to pseudo-immortals.
But they have the combat power to overwhelm their peers.
If Han Muye wanted to defy heaven and become an immortal, he could also be called an earthly immortal.
Unless he survives the five declines of heaven and humans and steps into the realm of immortals.
Because of the support of the Earth Immortal, the Murong family could barely survive.
The resources needed for the cultivation of the younger generation are difficult, so Murong Fu, who is already considered a master in the clan, led the caravan to Yunteng Wasteland.
"Is your senior who made a big mistake Murong Zheng?"
Han Muye suddenly spoke up.
Murong Fu's expression changed.
He nodded: "Master Han, does he know the name of my great-uncle?"
If it hadn't been for this incident, Murong Zheng would actually be nothing to the Murong family.
The Murong family was also a big family in the Yunlan Dao Sect, with powerful immortals in charge.
"Murong Zheng and I are considered good friends."
Han Muye's eyes shone brightly, he turned to look at Murong Fu, whose expression changed, and a golden token appeared in his palm.
That token is Murong Zheng's identity token.
Murong Fu looked at the identity card with a complicated expression. Finally, he bowed slightly and said to Han Muye: "Murong Fu has met senior."
Han Muye put away the token, nodded and said: "Murong Zheng asked me to take care of your Murong family, but it's a pity that I didn't care about these mundane things."
"I am responsible for the decline of your Murong family."
He raised his hand a little, and a cyan token appeared.
"If you need my help in any way, you can come to me."
After saying that, he moved and disappeared from where he was.
Murong Fu looked up and saw the token, his eyes widened and he trembled all over.
"Sword Immortal Yunlan, the invincible city lord..."
"Does my Murong family still have such a strong backer..."
Slowly reaching out his hand and holding the token tightly, Murong Fu didn't even dare to take a breath.
Feeling the heaviness in his palms, he whispered softly: "Elders, my Murong family will not be destroyed."
