565, the loyal thief of the gale, the Liuye Qin, the thief of thunder
Yunlan is home.
Do immortal cultivators have families?
have.
There are still very few casual cultivators who are truly helpless. Most of the cultivators either rely on sects or families, and they can always gather some power.
But in front of the big forces, the forces of the third and fifth heaven realms and the seven or eight human immortals are completely inadequate.
Just like those trading houses, they seem to be well-known among small forces and control many resources.
But in front of big forces, these trading houses are nothing more than tools.
Countless small forces can only hang under the big sect, become a foreign sect, and trade their lives for some resources.
These small forces, low-level immortal cultivators, have families as if they have no families.
But after today, it seems to be different.
Above the Yunteng Wasteland, there is a place called Yunlan City, which is willing to accept low-level immortal cultivators from all walks of life and is willing to accept the settlement of small forces.
Make Yunlan your home.
What qualifications does Yunlan City have, and what confidence does it have?
have.
The Yunlan Sword Immortal of Yunlan City has one man and one sword, and supports the Murong family on their journey of hundreds of millions of miles, all the way to Yunlan City.
Along the way, Yunlan Sword Immortal killed everyone with his sword. Whether they were in the cave or in the void, they all bowed before his sword.
One man and one sword, facing Yuyunlan Dao Sect, the first sect in the Rain-falling Immortal Realm, without retreating even one step, they create a bright world.
Make a promise, hold the sword upright, and protect morality and justice.
This journey of hundreds of millions of miles is a journey of seeking the path.
Han Muye returned to Yunlan City, and countless immortal cultivators followed him.
If Yunlan City could give them a home, they wouldn't mind entrusting everything they have here.
When the teleported fairy light shone, countless figures appeared in Yunlan City.
This brand new city has also made countless people’s eyes shine.
After the Murong family members arrived at Yunlan City, they were properly resettled.
This is Han Muye's die-hard supporter, more loyal than those Jian Sect disciples who came with Zhang Zhenbiao.
And then there was an endless stream of immortal cultivators who came to Yunlan City. Although they were not loyal enough to Yunlan City for the time being, as long as they stayed in the city, they would gradually be able to integrate into it.
This is a city full of countless opportunities.
Han Muye does not need to personally come forward for these matters.
Fighting bloody battles along the way, honing his own swordsmanship has gained him more fame and fortune than any other.
In retreat to realize, every battle is constantly flowing in my mind.
A sword cuts through Dongxu, and that kind of power circulates when the sword light collides with the fairy light.
After killing the Longevity Immortal, the sword came out of the cave and the space turned into nothing.
After a battle with Su Yunzi and a confrontation with Shu Ming Jinxian, the essence, energy and spirit merged and turned into a peak sword.
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Unknowingly, the fighting spirit and killing intent in his body were intertwined, and the sword intent served as the foundation, making his swordsmanship stronger.
The long-term practice of swordsmanship finally accumulated and became the foundation for him to move forward.
"Although ordinary swordsmanship is strong, it has disadvantages in the immortal world."
"In the end, technique is not as good as Dharma, and Dharma is not as good as Tao."
"The way of swordsmanship uses the sharpness of the sword as the edge of practice."
"Invincible in a hundred battles, with a sword in your heart, upholding the right path leads to righteousness."
This time, Han Muye went into seclusion for three full years.
In three years, he did not step out of the city lord's mansion.
In the past three years, his swordsmanship has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Under the suppression of Su Yunzi's imperial envoy Dang Tianban, the power of his soul was infinitely solidified.
The power of the sword was also sharpened, and only one sword broke the Dangtian Banner, and he was undefeated with Shu Ming Jinxian's sword.
In the past three years, he has continuously absorbed the knowledge of swordsmanship. If he uses the sword again, he is confident that he will be undefeated in at least ten moves with Shu Ming Jinxian.
The gap between heavenly immortals and golden immortals is the gap between heaven and earth.
What's more, Han Muye has only been a Celestial Immortal for a few years and has not even condensed his own cave.
With such a level of cultivation, one can use swordsmanship to fight the famous Golden Immortal strongman of the Sword Sect in ten moves, which is something no outsider would even dare to imagine.
"Keep the invitation that Su Yunzi gave you. You need to go there on behalf of our Sword Sect for the battle of Tianjiao three hundred years later."
"This is a great opportunity, don't miss it."
When Han Muye came out of seclusion, Shu Ming Jinxian was actually in Yunlan City.
According to what he said, it was probably time for Han Muye to leave seclusion.
Shu Mingjinxian introduced a lot of this event to this elite gathering that takes place only once in three hundred years.
The battle of elites that happens once in three hundred years is not only related to the ranking of the elites of each family, but also the grand meeting of the elites of the immortal world from all sides.
"That grand event will be arranged by Daluo Zhoutian Divine Realm."
"You don't need to know what Daluo Zhoutian is. You just need to know that if you can rank among the top 10,000 in that heyday, you will be able to soar into the sky."
Shu Ming Jinxian raised his eyes and looked at Yun Tao in the distance, and said with a little regret: "Back then, I worked hard with all the brothers and sisters, but in the end I was ranked behind the 31,000th place in the Hengsheng Conference."
"The strength of my Fuyu Immortal Realm has always been low among the Ten Thousand Directions Immortal Realm."
Shu Ming Jinxian was not worried at all that Han Muye would not have the chance to participate in the Heyday Meeting, because with his current combat power, he would definitely stand out in the elite battle three hundred years from now.
This is the first time that Han Muye has heard news about Da Luo Zhou Tian's world from people in the immortal world.
The Immortal Realm and the Zhoutian Divine Realm have always been related.
News about the Zhoutian Divine Realm can only be known by the top figures among the great forces in the Immortal Realm.
Shu Ming Jinxian was able to tell Han Muye the news, which was also his approval.
Of course, even if Shu Mingjinxian didn't say this, he knew everything.
Shu Ming Jinxian's sword named Yun Cai is still in his hand.
From this sword, Han Muye has seen many memory scenes.
The Rain-covered Fairyland.
All other areas.
Even Zhoutian Divine Realm.
The memory image of a powerful Golden Immortal is naturally extremely wonderful.
Sword Immortal Shu Ming didn't say he wanted the sword back, and Han Muye didn't say he wanted to return it.
"Okay." Han Muye nodded lightly.
Zhoutian Divine Realm will eventually go there.
"You went to the Yunlan Dao Sect as a disciple of the Sword Sect and traveled hundreds of millions of miles. This is disrespectful to the Dao Sect."
Shu Ming Jinxian looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.
It is disrespectful to Daozong, but it promotes the reputation of Jianzong.
If this kind of thing could happen a few more times, the old bones of the Sword Sect would probably be happy.
"It's just that the situation is different now." Shu Ming Jinxian's smile slowly faded, and then he whispered: "The Sword Sect and the Dao Sect will join forces to deal with the chaos in the Buxian Realm, and the Blood War Sect."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "So, how are you going to punish me?" Han Muye's face remained unchanged and he spoke softly.
Back then in the Xijiang Sword Pavilion in the Tianxuan world, the sword pavilion had to cut off its sword in response to the suppression from all parties.
But now it is impossible for the Sword Sect in the Immortal World to sacrifice Han Muye.
Because Jian Zong is strong enough.
Because Han Muye's value is enough.
Among the descendants of the Sword Sect, there are not many who can travel hundreds of millions of miles with one sword like Han Muye.
"Haha, of course there will be punishment."
"It's your choice."
Shu Mingjinxian smiled and extended his palm.
"First, you go to the Jianzong station and stay in seclusion for a hundred years."
Seclusion for a hundred years?
Han Muye wouldn't do this.
He has to go back to the mortal world and go into seclusion for a hundred years, so he will miss the time.
Seeing Han Muye's expression, Shu Ming Jinxian shook his head and said, "I know you won't choose to retreat at this time. The second rule is to go to the Dao Sect and practice for fifty years."
Fifty years.
For cultivators, fifty years is just a snap of the fingers.
But don't even think about letting Han Muye go to Daozong to practice sin.
Shu Ming Jinxian showed a smile on his face, waved his hand and said: "You will definitely not choose these two if you know it. Take a look at the next few."
"Choose one of the Blood Dropping Cliffs, Immortal Burial City, and Broken Soul Valley to stay there for ten years."
"Isn't this what you like?"
The three great places in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm.
For outsiders, these places are the places they dare not go to.
But for Han Muye, it is the best place to go.
His sword needs to be sharpened between life and death.
Han Muye showed a smile on his face, nodded and said, "When will you go?"
Shu Ming Jinxian waved his hand and said: "It can be done within ten years."
Within ten years, and then stay there for another ten years, which is twenty years.
Han Muye calculated that it had been almost ten years since he came to the Rain-Reflecting Immortal Realm. Adding these twenty years, it would be thirty years before he returned to the mortal world.
This time is just right.
"You have a Nine Yuan Pagoda in your hand, right?"
"It is a rare opportunity to obtain the Nine Yuan Pagoda."
"There are many people in the Sword Sect who want this treasure, so don't be unable to keep it."
Han Muye deliberately revealed the information that he had the Nine Yuan Tower in the land of Daozong. Now it seems that this tower matches his elite status.
At least Shuming Jinxian didn't say he wanted to take it away.
As for whether you can defend it, it depends on whether the sword in your hand is sharp enough.
Han Muye has always been confident in his sword.
When Shu Ming Jinxian left, Han Muye made an agreement with him to go to the Zhan Temple in five years, and then go to one of the three desperate places.
At present, Han Muye has not chosen where to go.
From the information he saw in some sword weapons, it seemed that these three places were dangerous places.
It is a place where even a golden immortal can die if he is not careful.
Shu Ming Jinxian left, and Han Muye summoned Zuo Baichou and others to the main hall.
During these days, Zuo Baichou was in charge of the affairs of the city and knew everything about the city.
As for what happened outside Yunlan City, Xie Chaoyan and others knew more about it.
The Moluo clan's collection of various intelligences is completely unmatched by other clans.
In three years, Yunlan City has become a truly big city in the Yunteng Wasteland.
The permanent population is five million, caravans come in and out every day, and the city has been expanded several times to a radius of nearly three hundred miles.
More than sixty teleportation arrays have been built to connect with other cities near and far.
The farthest among them is Heron City, which is 80 million miles away.
Yunlan City has become a legend in the Yunteng Wasteland. It took less than ten years to build a top-level city.
Of course, the real legend is Yunlan Sword Immortal.
The vigorous development of Yunlan City is inseparable from the undefeated Yunlan Sword Immortal.
It is also inseparable from the turmoil in the entire wasteland and the Bitter Immortal Realm.
"City Lord, the Huntian Immortal Demon King of the Bitter Immortal Territory has fallen, and the Nirvana Pearls are scattered in all directions. The entire Bitter Immortal Territory is searching for it."
"All forces have also sent experts to the Bitter Immortal Domain."
"The Xiangtian Immortal Demon King has made great progress in cultivation and has the potential to dominate the Bitter Immortal Domain. Several demon kings have been killed."
"The thunder thief was intercepted and suffered heavy losses."
"The Swift Wind Pirates have withdrawn from the Bitter Immortal Realm, and many of them are currently scattered in the wasteland."
Most of the things in Yunteng Wasteland are related to the Bitter Immortal Realm.
Although what Xie Chaoyan reported was a general trend, it involved business opportunities.
For example, the Buxian Realm was in turmoil, and many treasure lands were lost. Experts from all over the place intercepted and killed them, and found many treasures.
Spiritual materials, ores, elixirs, and even demon blood, muscles, bones, and flesh.
This doubled the number of caravans in the wasteland.
Moreover, during the chaotic war in the Buxian Realm, many forces quietly transported various weapons, talismans, and elixirs.
Since ancient times, the best way to get rich is war wealth.
Xie Chaoyan told Han Muye that there was a large-scale trading market in Yunlan City that specialized in selling demon slaves from the Bitter Immortal Domain.
Although this thing is cruel, in fact, for those monsters and monsters, the defeated can save their lives, even if they lose money, they can still be sold.
If not, I'm afraid he would have been killed directly.
Similarly, more powerful people are gathering in the wasteland now, on the one hand to deal with the possible sweep of the Bitter Immortal Realm, and on the other hand to quietly make a fortune.
"If we talk about getting rich, it's the city lord who has the foresight." Zuo Baichou chuckled from the side.
These words made everyone in the hall smile.
In a big city where tens of millions of people come and go, there are massive transactions every day.
Whether it is tax collection or other controlled transactions, it is unimaginable wealth.
If it weren't for this huge wealth, Yunlan City wouldn't be able to set up so many teleportation arrays.
In the past three years, just setting up the teleportation array has almost exhausted Zhao Qianzhen to death.
Of course, he also made a lot of money.
Yunlan City is different from other places. It is in ruins and needs to be renovated, and there are not many experts to support it.
Every fairy stone earned here can be used.
Regardless of Zhang Zhenbiao or Zuo Baichou, all those who follow Han Muye do not need to worry about their spiritual qualifications.
Wealth freedom.
The power is in your hands.
This kind of practice is the only way to be happy.
Zhang Zhenbiao's practice has also improved rapidly in the past three years.
"Brother Han, all the broken gold stones and flame spiritual materials you asked me to find are already in the warehouse."
"I've marked everything I can't bring back."
Zhao Chen proudly handed a jade slip to Han Muye.
His Jujin Trading Company has been involved in transactions between Jian Zong and Yunteng Wasteland for three years.
Through Yunlan City, he earned a hundred times more immortal spirit stones than Jujin Trading Company in Yuze Prefecture.
Now Jujin Trading Company over there has shifted its focus to Yunlan City.
Zhao Chen has also become the next unofficial boss of Jujin Trading Company.
Of course, for him now, the mere shopkeeper really looks down upon him.
It's hard to accept it.
Han Muye saw from the jade slips that broken gold stones and several other minerals that could be eaten by gold-breaking ants were piled up in the warehouse.
As for some of the flames that Metal Fire likes, a lot of them have been found.
"Okay, you can double these things from the warehouse in exchange for other supplies." Han Muye waved his hand and put away the jade slips.
Zhao Chen grinned.
Unconsciously, they no longer worry about wealth.
Thinking back to how difficult and anxious it was when I followed Han Muye to the wilderness, these days are like a dream.
After hearing the report and collecting some needed materials, Zuo Baichou and others went about their business.
Han Muye stood in the main hall, looking up at the list of gods floating in the city.
There are countless remnant souls of various races in this list of gods.
They are all willing to stay and practice here.
Han Muye did not train them into Tao soldiers like the Taoist sect.
Thinking of Taoist soldiers, Han Muye pondered for a moment, raised his hand and threw a golden light into the list of gods.
These are several Taoist training techniques.
He doesn't need Dao soldiers, but that doesn't mean Yunlan City doesn't need them.
These loose Shinto practitioners need it too.
Forming a Taoist formation, their combat power can be increased countless times.
After sending the magic formula to the list of gods, Han Muye ignored it.
Whether to practice or not depends on the choices of those remnant souls.
He moved, stepped out of the hall, and landed on the bustling street.
On the street, immortal cultivators came and went in a hurry.
Many of them are sword cultivators who carry swords.
No, many of them are just pretense.
Maybe he knew that Han Wudi, the lord of Yunlan City, was a swordsman, so he deliberately brought a sword when he came to this city, right?
Han Muye walked along the street and felt quite emotional when he saw that what was just a small town a few years ago was now a large city covering hundreds of miles.
As long as it is needed in the world of cultivation, Han Muye can see it.
However, he also discovered that there were not many real treasures.
Also, what is needed in the Bitter Immortal Realm and the Wasteland is a large amount of consumables, not real treasures.
Whoever dares to sell those spiritual treasures and immortal treasures to the Bitter Immortal Realm will probably be hunted down by the entire human race.
On the avenue, Han Muye also saw many demon clans.
Some of these monsters were coolies with their hands on their shoulders, and some were driven forward with shackles on their bodies.
When I walked to a square, I could see monsters everywhere.
The body of the three-foot-tall Niu Clan, which looks like a city wall, has a soul-catching talisman attached to its body, and its entire body is stiff.
A slender Leopard warrior dressed in gray and black armor, his hands locked by fine iron chains.
Four-armed monsters, six-legged strange beasts, and all kinds of shouts came and went in the tens of thousands of feet square.
"Green-tailed wolf warriors from the Sanlin tribe, foundation-building cultivation, a group of 100, thirty thousand fairy spirit stones, no bargaining."
"Five female members of the Jade Bone Fox Clan, both semi-transformed and transformed. The price is thirty immortal spirit stones, and a small knife for your own use."
"There are only twenty of the elite warriors of the Huangyu War Bull Clan, all from the Earth Realm. They are given one million fairy spirit stones, not including taxes."
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Han Muye walked slowly through this cruel but strange trading market.
This is Yunlan City that he protects.
But is this deal protected by him?
These creatures are all goods in this city.
Although knowing that it can be sold means it is valuable, it is better than dying directly.
But seeing these creatures being sold, the blood of the divine beasts in his bones was still surging.
In any case, he himself still has the blood of the mythical beast.
As he walked forward slowly, Han Muye suddenly stopped.
Turning around, in front of a stone platform, dozens of strong men covered in black linen and covered in blood sat down.
In this trading market, there are still very few human cultivators being sold.
Unless he is a thief in the Bitter Immortal Realm.
Han Muye knelt down and looked at a strong man curled up on the ground.
"This fellow Taoist is interested in this guy. You can see that his cultivation level is not low. At least in the Human Immortal Realm, if the body is not broken and the soul is damaged, he really can't take it."
A middle-aged man in gray robe hurriedly walked over and spoke with a smile on his face.
Human immortal cultivators are not easy to sell in this market.
After all, they are from the same race and are not easy to enslave, so many immortal cultivators are unwilling to buy them.
The best sellers are those charming banshees.
Run.
"Were they all captured in the Bitter Immortal Realm?" Han Muye said calmly.
His voice made the huddled man suddenly open his eyes with his eyes closed.
Seeing Han Muye's face, the big man's eyes widened.
"Yes, fellow Taoist Mingjian, they are all taken from the Bitter Immortal Realm." The middle-aged man in gray robe answered hurriedly.
The humans captured in the Bitter Immortal Realm are different from those captured in other places.
Only creatures in the Bitter Immortal Realm can be sold as goods, not those from other places.
"He, I want it."
Han Muye stood up and spoke calmly.
Although he was dressed simply and did not show any signs of cultivation, he had been in seclusion for a long time, and his demeanor as a strong man was revealed inadvertently.
Standing there at this time, just opening his mouth made people afraid to look directly.
Hearing his words, the middle-aged man in gray robe showed joy on his face, and was about to make an offer, when the huddled man said: "You should also buy my brothers."
He raised his head and looked at Han Muye: "I was your defeated general back then, and my life should have been yours."
"I want to take these brothers with me."
Take with you.
His words made everyone around him look up at Han Muye.
Some people's eyes widened, while others had confusion in their eyes.
"And him." The big man pointed to the side of the immortal cultivator who was covered in blood and whose breath was so weak that he was on the verge of death.
"Please save him."
The big man looked at Han Muye.
Seeing that Han Muye was speechless, the big man whispered: "He is different from us."
"Okay." Han Muye finally said.
The big man showed joy on his face, a trace of relaxation flashed through his tired eyes, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
The middle-aged man in gray robe beside him had a smile on his face.
This is big business.
He hurriedly waved and asked a waiter behind him to come over and mutter a few words.
The guy turned and ran away.
Within a moment, a group of seven or eight immortal cultivators of various shapes walked over quickly.
"Haha, fellow Taoist are you interested in the goods of my Zhulong Trading Company?"
"Come here, we can talk in detail."
Walking in the front was a tall, gray-haired old man wearing a gray and black brocade robe.
When the old man saw Han Muye, he suddenly frowned slightly.
"Han, Brother Han?" came an exclamation from beside him.
Zhao Chen looked at Han Muye with wide eyes, confused.
Hearing his voice, the old man was shocked and looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.
"Haha, it turns out that it was Brother Daoist Han who was in person."
"I, Chen Zhulong, am the boss of Zhulong Trading Company."
He reached out and patted Zhao Chen on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "I have been friends with Shopkeeper Zhao for many years."
Han Muye looked at Zhao Chen and nodded.
Build a dragon.
Candle Dragon.
Ancient mythical beast.
This is a ferocious beast as famous as the Phoenix and Qilin.
"It turns out to be Senior Zhulong."
"I want to buy them all and ask senior to give me a price." Han Muye said softly.
Hearing Han Muye's words, Chen Zhulong smiled and said, "Since it's Brother Daoist Han in person, then these people will give it to you."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the immortal cultivators who came with him hurriedly stepped forward, runes flashed, and uncovered the talismans that had been suppressed by the captured humans.
Without the suppression of the talisman, many people can struggle to get up.
The big man who was curled up on the ground also moved his muscles and bones, and turned to look at the man who had been lying motionless.
"Senior, friendship is friendship, and business is business." Han Muye waved his hand and then looked at Zhao Chen.
"Zhao Chen, help me negotiate this business with Senior Zhulong."
"Don't let seniors suffer."
After hearing his words, Zhao Chen grinned and said, "I know."
Han Muye nodded to Chen Zhulong, then moved and disappeared from where he was.
Seeing him leaving, Zhao Chen turned to look at Chen Zhulong: "Brother Chen, what are you doing? My elder brother has always been generous. If you come to Yunlan City to do business, you will never suffer a loss."
Chen Zhulong nodded, narrowed his eyes, and looked in the direction Han Muye left.
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"Zhulong Trading Company is the number one trading firm under the rule of Tianyao Clan. The head of the trading company, Chen Zhulong, is said to be extremely powerful in cultivation and has the power of the bloodline of divine beasts. He can run rampant in both the Bitter Immortal Realm and Tianyao Clan."
"Zhulong Trading Company must have participated in the turmoil in the Bitter Immortal Realm, but it's hard to say which party it belongs to."
In the main hall of the city lord's palace, Zuo Baichou reported in a low voice.
"Zhao Chen really values the strength of Zhulong Trading Company and is trying his best to make friends with it."
"If this trading company really settles in Yunlan City, it will be good for us."
"Tianyaomen's strength is not bad."
Seeing Han Muye sitting still, Zuo Baichou whispered.
Tianyao Gate.
Bitter Immortal Realm.
Han Muye tapped his fingers on the long desk in front of him.
He was planning to go to the Bitter Immortal Realm.
The legacy of the Cangyun Immortal Lord should be in the Bitter Immortal Realm. Now that the Bitter Immortal Realm is in turmoil, it is a good opportunity to sneak in quietly.
The legacy of an immortal king is also an opportunity related to the future for him.
If you can establish a connection with Zhulong Trading Company, you can indeed enter the Bitter Immortal Realm silently.
"Chang Linhui has met Yunlan Sword Immortal."
Within a moment, Zhao Chen led the immortal cultivators who had bought them in the market to the main hall, and the big man following him bowed to Han Muye.
Chang Linhui, the thirty-seventh commander of the Gale Bandits, was captured by Han Muye on Fuliao Wasteland and outside Sanhuo City.
Because only Chang Linhui was captured but not all the Gale Bandits, Zhang Zhenbiao and the others were still blamed.
Zhao Chen and the others were all implicated in this incident and had to come to the wasteland.
After talking about this matter, Zhao Chen looked at Chang Linhui again, and his face looked a little weird.
"Looking at it this way, you are indeed a lucky general."
A blessed general.
If it hadn't been for Chang Linhui, how could they have such a happy life today?
Chang Linhui was captured and sent to Yunlu City, where he was supposed to remain in custody.
Later, the Gale Bandits gathered in the wasteland, and the five deacons and elders of Yunlu City had different opinions. In the end, Chang Linhui was released unscathed after some operations.
Chang Linhui didn't stay any longer and returned directly to the Bitter Immortal Realm.
However, last year, after the death of the Immortal Demon King Hun Tian, the Gale Bandits were completely dispersed. Chang Linhui was seriously injured and was captured again.
This twist and turn made everyone in the hall feel a little sad.
Han Muye relied on Jian Zong, and Zuo Baichou and others relied on him, so that they could have smooth sailing and rise quickly.
But Chang Linhui went round and round and was still a prisoner.
Perhaps it is the sorrow of low-level immortal cultivators.
Without the support of big forces, it would be extremely difficult.
"Sword Immortal Yunlan, Chang and these brothers will work hard for you from now on." Chang Linhui bowed to Han Muye.
The Wind Pirates have become a thing of the past. Those who were scattered were bought by Han Muye and can stay in Yunlan City, which is much better than others.
"I said that Yunlan City is the home of homeless cultivators in the world. If the Gale Bandit has no place to stay, we, Yunlan City, can accept it."
Han Muye nodded and looked at Chang Linhui: "But when you enter Yunlan City, you must abide by the rules of Yunlan City."
"The name of Swift Wind Bandit will no longer exist."
The Storm Thief is a thing of the past.
Chang Linhui and others had complicated expressions on their faces.
But this is reality.
"I will pass the words of the city lord to those old brothers." Chang Linhui cupped his hands, pondered for a moment, and said softly: "From now on, we will call them Gale Guards."
Gale Guard.
The Buxian Realm is for thieves, and Yunlan City is for the guards.
"Okay, from now on you can form a patrol army under the city guards." Han Muye nodded.
Yunlan City's guard strength is seriously insufficient, and they dare not expand too much.
Zhang Zhenbiao's cultivation and combat power are still far behind.
Having a military guard composed of Storm Bandits can increase the city's combat power.
"City Lord, Mr. Qin Liu is a man caught in a thunderstorm. If we can save him, please City Lord." Chang Linhui glanced around, then lowered his voice and spoke.
Purple lightning, thunder, and strong wind.
The three great thieves in the Buxian Realm.
Purple lightning is fast, thunder is brave, and wind is blowing.
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It's just that recently it was said that Thunderbolts were also severely damaged.
"Master Qin Liu?" Han Muye looked at the figure being carried by a group of Gale Guards.
"If Mr. Qin Liu wants to survive, Han can take action."
"But if Lord Qin Liu has no ambition to survive, there is no need for Han to be a good person in vain."
Han Muye's voice was very soft and echoed in the hall.
The crouched figure moved slightly and slowly stood up.
His face was covered with scars and bloodstains, and his hair and hair were tangled between his head and face, making his appearance almost unclear.
But as soon as he stood up, he could see a faint aura gathering on his body.
Although he is dressed in single clothes, there is blood and courage emerging.
This is a master.
It's not about how high your cultivation level is, it's about the combat experience you've shown, which cannot be compared to outsiders.
Strong.
Jing Lei Thief can conquer the Bitter Immortal Realm with the strength of only a hundred people, which is really something extraordinary.
"I have traveled through the realm of suffering for hundreds of thousands of years, and my brothers and sisters have worked together to share the joys and sorrows."
"Now, they are falling apart and killing each other. I, Qin Zhaoyuan, am just surviving, so what's the point..."
Qin Zhaoyuan staggered to his feet, his voice hoarse and full of despair.
"Sixth Master, if you hadn't taken action, Chang and these brothers would have died." Chang Linhui looked at Qin Zhaoyuan, and then said softly: "You also know the reputation of Yunlan Sword Immortal."
"Sixth Master, if Jing Lei's other brothers are trapped, I'm afraid only Yunlan Sword Immortal will be able to rescue them."
Rescue?
Qin Zhaoyuan was slightly startled and looked up at Han Muye who was looking up.
"Buzz——"
On his body, the strong blood evil aura spread directly.
In the main hall, blood surged instantly.
The phantom of a purple war lion appeared, roared to the sky, and rushed towards Han Muye.
"The ancient purple electric lion? It turns out to be this bloodline."
Han Muye whispered and raised his hand a little.
A sword light shot straight out and hit the lion's forehead.
The lion's body exploded directly, and the blood all over the hall disappeared.
Qin Zhaoyuan stared at Han Muye: "Sword Immortal Yunlan, if you can help me rescue my eldest sister, I, Thunder Thief, will bow down and obey you, and you will be the only one who obeys me."
Han Muye waved his hand, shook his head and said, "Not enough."
The person who can capture the thunder thief sister must be the great demon in the Bitter Immortal Realm.
Han Muye was not interested in confronting the big demon in the Bitter Immortal Realm just for a promise.
Upon hearing Han Muye's words, Qin Zhaoyuan looked deeply, pondered for a moment, and whispered.
There is no sound.
But his words came to Han Muye's ears: "Sword Immortal Yunlan, I, Jing Lei Pirate, discovered the place where an Immortal Lord died, and that's why we were chased by the Immortal Demon King Xiangtian."
"If you can help us rescue our eldest sister, we will dedicate it to the place where the Immortal Lord died."
The place where the immortal king returns to his death?