576, Two thousand elites of the Sword Sect sharpen their swords to greet them.
Several guards from the Jujin Trading Company who were at the peak of human immortality took action, but they scattered these wasteland thieves with just one blow.
The leader of the Wasteland Bandits, a Tianzun cultivator, had blood in his mouth and a look of despair on his face as he was tied up with a golden rope and dragged to the deck.
"We will kill all the wasteland thieves in Fuliao Wasteland if we can't stop them." Knowing that he was going to die, the big man roared through gritted teeth.
Who allowed there to be too many low-level monks and all the resources were in the hands of the big sects?
What should the low-level immortal cultivators do if they don’t grab it?
"The rule of my Jujin Trading Company is that harmony brings wealth." Zhao Chen stepped forward and reached out to pat the big man on the shoulder.
He took out a shining high-grade fairy stone and stuffed it into the big man's lapel.
"Remember, this young master is Zhao Chen, the young master of Jujin Trading Company. You can come to Yunlan City in Yunteng Wasteland to find me in the future." Zhao Chen picked up the big man's collar and threw him off the flying boat.
With Tianzun's cultivation level, let alone the ten-thousand-foot void, even if it falls from the ten-thousand-foot sky, nothing will happen.
It's just that his cultivation is locked by the talisman. If he falls, he will inevitably break his muscles and bones.
Seeing the surging clouds under the flying boat, Zhao Chen suddenly turned around and looked at Han Muye: "Brother Han, take me to the Immortal Burial City."
His words made Mr. Chu and Song Zhong slightly stunned.
From the time Zhao Chen followed Han Muye to Yunlan City, he never showed the kind of courage to fight.
His business acumen and communication skills are good, but he does not have the means and ability to take charge of the overall situation like Zuo Baichou.
Jujin Trading Company in Yunlan City is far less prosperous than Wanshen Trading Company.
From the perspective of Mr. Chu and the others, Zhao Chen did not have much ambition. If he could meet a noble man like Yunlan Sword Immortal, he would have enough in this life, with plenty of wealth and a backer.
According to their speculation, Zhao Chen will basically stay under the rule of Yunlan City and Jianzong in the future, controlling this trade route with constant financial resources.
He never expected that Zhao Chen would say that he would accompany Han Muye to the Immortal City for burial.
Is that a place that a cultivator who has not yet reached the heavenly realm can go?
The name Burial Immortal is no joke.
"Why?" Han Muye also had a hint of curiosity on his face.
He also knew Zhao Chen well.
This guy is very afraid of death.
"Look, the wasteland thieves who gave us a headache back then now look like just pitiful people." Zhao Chen pointed toward the distance with a look of emotion on his face.
"This world of spiritual practice is only interesting if we see more and further."
Turning to look at Han Muye, Zhao Chen looked solemnly: "Brother, I'm afraid that when you go to Burial Immortal City and come back in the future, I won't even be qualified to go with you."
Qualifications for peers!
Mr. Chu and Song Zhong trembled and looked at each other.
It turns out that my young master is so wise!
Even though Zuo Baichou was in charge of Yunlan City, he gave up the opportunity to go with Yunlan Sword Immortal.
In the future, when Yunlan Sword Immortal returns to Yunlan City, Zuo Baichou may not be qualified to go with Sword Immortal at that time!
There are opportunities in this world, if you don't fight for them, if you don't fight for them, you will be eliminated!
Han Muye looked at Zhao Chen.
I have to say that although this guy is sometimes out of tune, he is quite sharp.
As one's practice becomes higher and higher, there are fewer and fewer people who can walk with him.
Unknowingly, the people he made friends with were all powerful people like the Golden Immortal, or even Daluo who were above the Golden Immortal.
Those who followed him in the beginning can no longer keep up with him.
I don’t know how many of those people in the mortal world can walk with me?
"Okay, I won't be staying in Jianzong for a long time, so you have to hurry up to prepare anything."
Han Muye's words brought a smile to Zhao Chen's face.
"OK!"
"Immortal Burial City, haha, I also went to Immortal Burial City sometimes!"
"Lao Chu, don't tell my parents about this, or they will break my legs..."
The flying boat moved forward and encountered some robbers along the way.
It's just that the banner of gathering money is unfurled, and basically everyone retreats when faced with difficulties.
Five days later, the caravan had arrived outside Yunlu City in Yuze Prefecture.
When the flying boat landed, there was already a team of sword cultivators waiting outside Yunlu City.
From the moment Han Muye stepped into the territory of Yuze Prefecture, he had already sent a message to Yunlu City as Han Muye, a disciple of the Sword Sect.
When opening various teleportation arrays, he is also required to show his identity.
"Zhenxuan Hall Han Muye?" The green-robed swordsman holding a scroll of paper in his hand raised his head and looked at Han Muye who was stepping off the flying boat.
"By order of the guard elder, I will take you for questioning."
The sword cultivator raised his hand and waved, and several sword cultivators behind him flew up.
Han Muye did not move, but a sword light was already rising behind him.
A black-robed swordsman stepped out with a single step, and the sword light exploded from his body, causing the surrounding space to be imprisoned.
The sword cultivators who flew over flew back.
The leading green-robed sword cultivator looked ugly and looked at Han Muye with fear: "I know you were rampant in the trial hall, but you have to know that you are also a disciple of my Sword Sect!"
He is only a human being and a saint, but the sword cultivator in front of him is so powerful that he cannot block a blow in front of him.
But as a disciple of the Sword Sect, it was impossible for him to turn around and run away.
Han Muye waved his hand, and the Moruo clan sword cultivator stepped back.
Han Muye hung a pale gold badge on his chest.
The identity mark of Zhenxuan Hall disciples.
The green-robed sword cultivator opposite and the others behind him are all disciples of Zhenhuang Palace.
When Han Muye's trial in the Trial Ground was interrupted, it was because the people from the Desolate Palace interfered with it.
On the contrary, it was Wang Minghe and others from Zhenxuan Palace who helped him deal with the situation.
"Husband, it's not your turn to take care of the affairs of my Zhenxuan Palace disciples." Not far away, there was a loud shout and several figures came with swords.
Looking at the person in front, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.
"Senior Brother Wang, you are fine."
Wang Jintai, the guarding disciple that Han Muye met in Qingyun Town.
It was Wang Jintai who recommended Han Muye and attracted the attention of his uncle Wang Minghe, so he had the opportunity to become an elite of the Four Halls and get the opportunity of Yunteng Wasteland.
Speaking of which, Wang Jintai can be regarded as a noble person of Han Muye.
But for Wang Jintai, Han Muye was also his opportunity.
It was Han Muye who attracted the attention of Zhenxuan Palace, and he got the chance to be recalled to Yunlu City.
In recent years, Wang Jintai in Yunlu City has been well protected by several strong men from the Zhenxuan Palace.
"Haha, there was a message saying that you were coming back from Yunteng Wasteland, and several elders asked me to pick you up." Wang Jintai laughed, walked forward, and saw several guards behind Han Muye who had restrained their auras, with expressions on their faces.
Smiling even more.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "How is it in the wasteland? In recent years, the Bitter Immortal Realm has been turbulent, and it is said that many elites from various sects have gone to the Yunteng Wasteland."
"I heard that Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi turned Yunteng Wasteland upside down by himself. Have you ever been to Yunlan City?"
Turning his head and seeing Zhao Chen, Wang Jintai had a smile on his face: "Zhao Shaodong, my brother didn't cause you any trouble in the wasteland, right?"
Causing trouble?
Zhao Chen shook his head with a weird look on his face.
Nowadays, the world only knows that there is Han Wudi, the Yunlan Sword Immortal in the wasteland, but it has forgotten Han Muye's real name.
When we arrived at Yunlu City in Yuze Prefecture, even Wang Jintai didn't know that Han Wudi was Han Muye.
After all, the reputation of Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi is too great, and Han Muye is just a disciple of the Sword Sect with some potential.
Yunlan Sword Immortal can control the immortal world, and he is also an existence worthy of attention in the eyes of the big men of the Sword Sect.
Han Muye is just a slightly troublesome elite of the Zhenxuan Palace, and may also be an elite of the two palaces.
"Wang Jintai, when Han Muye fled, he was inseparable from the chaos in Scattered Fire City." The disciples of the Zhenhuang Hall over there shouted and pointed at Han Muye.
"When he comes back today, he should be taken into custody first."
Take custody?
Zhao Chen turned around and shouted coldly: "Get out!"
Behind him, Song Zhong's immortal cultivation level exploded, knocking those Sword Sect disciples away.
Seeing this scene, Wang Jintai showed a look of envy on his face.
Jujin Trading Company climbed the line to Yunlan City in the wasteland. It is said that an elder said that from now on, Jujin Trading Company's business under the rule of Jian Zong will be taken care of.
Zhao Shaodong immediately became a popular figure in the Sword Sect. Not to mention punishing the young disciples today, even the guarding elders did not dare to offend him.
His eyes fell on Han Muye, and he suddenly felt envious.
It seems that I still need to follow the right person.
If Han Muye follows Zhao Shaodong, there will be many opportunities in the future.
"Don't pay attention to them. Elders Chen Qiu and Yu Ze are hosting a banquet. Brother Zhao Shaodong and Han are invited to the banquet." Wang Jintai said loudly as he held his hands towards Zhao Chen.
The guard elder held a banquet?
Zhao Chen would have wanted to experience the feeling of returning home in fine clothes before.
But now that I have to follow Han Muye to Burial Immortal City, how can I still have time to attend the banquet?
He had to quickly prepare the supplies needed to go to the Immortal Burial City.
"Forget it, I won't go." Zhao Chen waved his hand, glanced at Han Muye, smiled and turned around to leave.
Han Muye turned his head to look at the Moluo clan guards who were following behind him, and whispered: "You will also follow Zhao Chen."
After hearing his orders, the guards and the powerful men transformed into monsters all followed Zhao Chen and left.
A trace of regret flashed across Wang Jintai's face.
I was also planning to establish some relationship with Jujin Trading Company.
Looking at it now, Han Muye probably doesn't have a very important position under Zhao Shaodong.
This is a pity.
"Let's go." Wang Jintai nodded towards Han Muye and led him to fly away to Yunlu City.
Among the five elders in charge of guarding Yunlu City, Chen Qiu and Yu Ze were both from Zhenxuan Hall, while Wu Chaoshen and Xiong Ke were from Zhenhuang Hall.
Another elder, Su Yunong, does not belong to either of their houses, but has always been a peacemaker.
It is also because of this that Zhenxuan Hall and Zhenhuang Hall are at odds with each other, affairs in Yunlu City are always entangled, and turmoil continues throughout Yuze Prefecture.
Coupled with the current changes in the general trend, war is even more intense.
When Wang Jintai led Han Muye to the main hall in the city, he suddenly thought of something and turned around and said, "Brother Han, how are Du Sanzhen and the others doing now?"
Du Sanzhen and the others all came from Qingyun Town, and they were quite familiar with Wang Jintai.
"They are okay." Han Muye said softly.
It's really okay.
Du Sanzhen has already reached the level of a human being and has reached the level of a saint, only slightly lower than Zhang Zhenbiao. Over the years, his cultivation level has increased more than a hundred times.
As for the resources at their disposal, they are also much richer than before.
In Yunlan City, they all have their own properties and also serve in the military guard.
"That's good." Seeing Han Muye speaking in an understatement, Wang Jintai did not ask any more questions.
The Yunteng Wasteland is much more dangerous than the Fuliao Wasteland, and Du Sanzhen and the others may not be very good there.
Arriving in front of the main hall, three guard elders, Chen Qiu, Yu Ze, and Su Yunong, were waiting there.
"Elder, Han Muye brought it here." Wang Jintai quickly bowed.
Han Muye also surrendered.
At least Chen Qiu and Wang Minghe weren't guarding the trial hall at the beginning. He probably wouldn't even have the chance to pass the hundredth level in the trial.
"This body of swordsmanship has been condensed. It seems that it was a good experience in the wilderness." Chen Qiu looked Han Muye up and down, with a smile on his face.
Yu Ze and Su Yunong also chuckled and nodded.
To be able to return from Yunteng Wasteland must be extraordinary.
What's more, Han Muye broke Yunlu City's trial record back then and was truly an elite.
"It's all because of the help of senior Wang Minghe and other elders, otherwise I wouldn't be here today." Han Muye raised his hands to cup his fists and spoke softly.
Returning to Yunlu City, he was indeed filled with emotion.
In the more than ten years since he left Yunlu City, he has almost never stopped killing in the wilderness.
It was also in these ten years that his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and various opportunities continued to come to him.
The accumulation in Yunlan City gave him the foundation to rise in the fairy world.
"We are all from the same sect, so we should." Han Muye's attitude satisfied Chen Qiu, and he smiled and extended his hand to invite him into the hall.
Delicious food and wine have been placed in the main hall.
To be honest, such delicious food is rarely found in the wilderness.
Even though Yunlan City is a large city in the wilderness, it still doesn't have many things to enjoy.
Han Muye was not polite, he opened his bow left and right, and drank until the wine was dry.
Chen Qiu and others looked at each other and couldn't help but chuckle.
The days in the wilderness are hard...
From time to time they would ask a question, and Han Muye would try his best to answer.
Of course, the ones they asked the most about were Yunlan City and Yunlan Sword Immortal.
Han Muye's answer was: "Yunlan City can be considered a big city, but it is not as wealthy as Yunlu City."
"Yunlan City doesn't have such good wine."
"Sword Immortal Yunlan, let's do that."
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In Wang Jintai's view, Han Muye didn't really understand the big city rising in the wasteland, so he gave a perfunctory answer.
As the guarding elders, Chen Qiu and the others knew more about the inside story.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Han Wudi is also a disciple of the Sword Sect, and it is said that he is probably an elite of the Four Halls.
Perhaps it was because, among the elites of the Sword Sect, one had risen to become a big boss, while the other was still struggling to run around, that was why Han Muye spoke so lightly of Yunlan City and Yunlan Sword Immortal?
"By the way, Han Muye, how many floors did you finally walk through in the trial field?" Yu Ze suddenly looked at Han Muye curiously and asked.
Han Wudi may be an elite of the Four Palaces.
The person in front of me is said to be an elite of the two palaces, and may even become an elite of the third palace.
But outsiders don’t know exactly how many steps they have taken.
How many levels?
Han Muye put down his wine glass, pondered for a moment, and was about to speak when he suddenly paused.
"Bang——"
The door of the main hall was knocked open, and an angry swordsman strode into it.
"Xiong Ke, are you here to cause trouble?" Yu Ze frowned and said coldly.
Chen Qiu beside him also had a cold look on his face.
However, Su Yunong looked a little embarrassed.
Normally, he was not close to Zhenxuan Palace and Zhenhuang Palace.
"The crime he committed has not yet been resolved, so he can openly become the guest of the guarding elder. Isn't it appropriate?" Xiong Ke glanced over, looked at Han Muye, and sneered.
Chen Qiu snorted, reached out and slapped the long case in front of him, and stood up: "Xiong Ke, my Zhenxuan Palace and your Zhenhuang Palace will decide through the trial this time. There is no need for you to find trouble at this time."
"Han Muye is from Zhenxuan Palace. If you want to cause trouble for him, you can come directly to me."
Xiong Ke turned to look at Chen Qiu, fighting spirit welling up in his body.
However, he had no intention of taking action now. He just sneered and said: "Okay, we will see the results in the trial."
He looked at Han Muye again, smiled, turned around and left.
As this came and went, the atmosphere cooled down.
"Ahem, um, I have something else to do, so I'll take a step first." Su Yunong shook his head, stood up and left.
Above the main hall, it felt a little dull for a while.
"Hey, what kind of guard job is this? If you really don't have time to stay in the sect and have fun." Yu Ze whispered, picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.
Chen Qiu also shook his head and sighed: "Our practice depends on the sect. Now that the sect is in need, how can we not do our best?"
Looking at Han Muye and seeing his calm expression, Chen Qiu whispered: "Have you seen the chaos in Yuze Prefecture all the way back?"
Han Muye nodded.
"It's not just Yuze Prefecture, but other states as well." Chen Qiu whispered.
The Xuanling Sword Sect controls the land of seven states, and each state is guarded by several immortals, which consumes more than thirty strong men.
This does not include arrangements in some important places.
The strong men of the sect were dragged everywhere, but they were not really able to manage all parties well.
These powerful immortals are not as capable as those who guarded the disciples back then.
When Wang Minghe was here, he managed Yuze Prefecture in an orderly manner.
"Now that there is chaos in the Taoist sect, we, the Sword Sect, have to gather our strength, so each hall will discuss and use trials to determine the various powers in charge." Yu Ze looked at Han Muye, his eyes flashed with depth, and he said softly.
Very simple.
This time it happened that because of the incident in Yunlan City, the Sword Sect needed to send its disciples to garrison in Immortal Burial City.
Each temple demarcates the garrison positions of the seven states based on the performance of its disciples in Immortal Burial City.
The Xuanling Sword Sect has many inheritances, but there are only a few truly powerful halls.
"So, the two elders want me to attend on behalf of Zhenxuan Palace?" Han Muye put down his wine glass and said with a smile.
Chen Qiu and Yu Ze looked at each other and nodded.
There is no need for them to hide anything anymore.
This time, Han Muye just returned, and the Zhenxuan Palace had already negotiated to let Han Muye go to the Immortal Burial City to complete the trial that he had not completed at the beginning.
"Ahem, it's a little unkind to ask you to go to the Immortal Burial City. Elders, if you have any requests, you can make them." Chen Qiu lowered his voice and raised his hand to sign the word "immortal".
Immortal treasure.
Han Muye can receive an immortal treasure.
This reward is not small.
"Forget it." Han Muye shook his head, stood up, and looked outside the hall.
"This mission to reinforce Immortal Burial City was originally caused by me. I was going to Immortal Burial City and Dai Zhenxuan Palace." After Han Muye finished speaking, he held his hands towards Chen Qiu and Yu Zeyi.
"I am going to find the reincarnation of senior Wang Minghe, so I will take my leave now."
After saying that, he moved and disappeared.
In the main hall, Chen Qiu frowned and slowly looked at Yu Ze.
Yu Ze also looked solemn.
"He said he was responsible for this task?" Yu Ze asked in a low voice.
Chen Qiu nodded: "This guarding mission is because the Lord of Yunlan City, Yunlan Sword Immortal, ruined the layout of Burial Immortal City, so——"
Yunlan Sword Immortal!
Yu Ze's eyes widened, and he slowly turned his head and looked outside the hall.
"So, he, he is Han Wudi?"
"Sword Immortal Yunlan, Han Wudi, Han Muye..." Chen Qiu's face slowly turned red.
He reached out and grabbed the wine bottle in front of him and drank it in one gulp.
"Haha, so happy!"
Opposite me, Yu Ze also laughed.
Who would have thought that the elite juniors they helped because they valued them would have reached this level!
The city lord of Yunlan City in Yunteng Wasteland, a big boss in the immortal world, could participate in the layout of the Bitter Immortal Domain, which ruined the plans of all the major sects, and the Sword Sect also helped to take care of everything.
Such a character actually grew up as he watched.
carefree!
Han Muye did not stay in the main hall, but left Yunlu City and walked forward slowly.
In front is a small village, surrounded by spiritual fields, where many immortal cultivators are working.
Han Muye was walking through the fields and saw a group of eleven or twelve-year-old children waving wooden swords on a flat field.
Beside, an old man with a white beard held an iron sword in his hand and was shouting.
"Chen Zi, the sword is too slow."
"Wang Dahe, your hands are like chicken claws, how strong are you?"
The old man was full of energy and his voice was loud, and the children were waving their swords nervously.
Han Muye stood outside and watched, watching the old man teach the basic swordsmanship of Xuanling Sword Sect here.
It wasn't until more than half an hour later that the old man waved his hand and the children dispersed happily.
"What, is there a seedling that you like?" The old man who had noticed Han Muye walked slowly towards Han Muye and asked.
Han Muye also wears the badge of Zhenxuan Palace on his chest.
"Zijian." Han Muye said softly.
"Haha, good eyesight." The old man laughed, put away the iron sword in his hand, and showed a proud look on his face.
"Of these ten little guys, only Wang Zijian will be stronger in cultivation in the future."
"This kid has a natural instinct for swords."
With a sigh on his face, the old man looked at Han Muye: "You can take him away, but you have to get this kid's consent."
Slowly raising his hand, holding the sword horizontally, the old man looked solemnly: "Beat me in front of them."
The scattered children also saw what was happening here and slowly gathered around.
"Look, the person in front of you is an official disciple of the Sword Sect, and he has a disciple badge." The old man spoke loudly.
All the children's eyes fell on Han Muye's chest, with envy on their faces.
"Today he wants to find a disciple to take with him. I made an appointment with him. As long as he can beat the sword in my hand, I will let him choose at will." The old man shouted again.
Choose someone to be your disciple?
An official disciple of the Sword Sect is looking for someone to be his disciple?
The children's eyes became even more eager.
Even the immortal cultivators who came around after hearing the news looked envious.
Everyone here is just a disciple of the Sword Sect's outer sect, and no one is qualified to be a disciple of the Sword Sect.
These children will take part in trials when they grow up, but I don't know if there will be one or two who can truly become disciples of the Sword Sect.
Being able to become a disciple of the Sword Sect is a matter of chance.
Han Muye glanced around and nodded.
"Canglang——"
The old man's long sword was unsheathed and turned into a whirlwind, slashing across Han Muye's neck.
The sword was fast and went straight to the vital point, leaving Han Muye no chance to dodge.
"when--"
There was a sword light in Han Muye's hand, blocking the sword.
The old man did not retract the sword in his hand, but used the force of the blow to spin it again.
Han Muye swiped the sword edge in his hand, and the long swords continued to clash with each other.
The two swords clashed, and the sound of the swords was heard.
The old man kept attacking, but could not get within three feet of Han Muye.
"when--"
With a long cry, the old man flew away, holding a long sword and looking at Han Muye.
"As expected, he is a disciple of the Sword Sect. His swordsmanship is superb. I am ashamed of myself." The old man cupped his hand, then raised his sword levelly: "Please attack me with your sword, so that I can see the methods of a disciple of the Sword Sect."
From the beginning to the end, Han Muye never took the initiative to use his sword.
At this time, he nodded, and the sword in his hand turned into a whirlwind and flashed in front of the old man.
The old man raised his sword to block, but it was blocked. The sword edge left a mark on his collar, and then returned to the scabbard.
"I accept it." Han Muye handed over his hand and then looked at a twelve or thirteen-year-old child on the side.
"I want to take him away."
The child raised his head and looked at Han Muye nervously, then looked back at the old man, and then at a middle-aged immortal cultivator in gray robes.
"Zijian, quickly, kowtow to Master!" The middle-aged man in gray robe showed surprise on his face and shouted quickly.
The child hesitated and was about to bend down and kneel down when Han Muye raised his hand to stop him.
"I still have important things to do. I'm not in Yunlu City for the time being. I will bring him to the city and give him to a senior brother for instruction."
Han Muye raised his hand and threw a storage bag to the gray-robed cultivator.
"You can also go to the city to see him in the future."
The gray-robed cultivator took the storage bag, his spiritual thoughts penetrated it, his whole body trembled, and his eyes widened.
Hearing Han Muye's words, he raised his head blankly, trembled at the corner of his mouth, and nodded.
One hundred thousand fairy stones!
This is a fairy stone that he will never earn in his lifetime!
If you can spend 100,000 immortal spirit stones as settlement expenses, it's worth it no matter what.
"Excuse me, that Jian Feng asked just now, why, why is it different?" When Han Muye led the children away, the white-bearded old man said eagerly.
"There is no Tao in your sword." Han Muye shook his head, and with a movement of his body, he disappeared with the child.
If he hadn't seen that the old man's swordsmanship was not perfect, he wouldn't have taken away Wang Minghe's reincarnated body now.
"There is no way..." The old man trembled all over. Looking at the sword in his hand, he was momentarily confused.
"Yes, I was wrong. I knew it back then and I haven't changed it yet..."
"Brother, I was wrong..."
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When Han Muye told Wang Jintai that the child in front of him was the reincarnation of Wang Minghe, Wang Jintai was stunned.
They also searched for it, but never found it.
If Han Muye had a casting plate this time, he couldn't find it.
"Junior brother, if it is really the reincarnation of our uncle, we will protect him more, teach him carefully, and wait for him to awaken his past life memories." Wang Jintai said solemnly.
"Senior Brother Wang, this is what I left to my seniors. I will discuss other matters when I return from Immortal Burial City." Han Muye handed a storage bag to Wang Jintai's hand and left.
Immortal Burial City?
Wang Jintai looked at Han Muye's back in surprise.
He looked at the storage bag in his hand, his eyes widened as his spiritual thoughts entered it.
The treasure in this storage bag is worth at least 100 million fairy spirit stones!
Even the guarding elders can't come up with so many treasures!
Turning to look at Wang Zijian, who was standing there nervously, Wang Jintai forced a smile on his face.
"Wizhi Jian? What a good name. Let me take you to meet the elders of my royal family first to see how talented you are in cultivation."
One day later, Han Muye and Zhao Chen stood in front of the teleportation array outside Yunlu City.
Behind them, in addition to Mr. Chu and Song Zhong who followed Zhao Chen, were Han Muye's guards, and hundreds of great demons.
Not far away, Chen Qiu, Yu Ze, Wang Jintai, and all the elders of the Wang family were standing still. Wang Zijian stood aside, a little embarrassed.
On the other side, there were several old people from Jujin Trading Company and a woman with tear stains on her face wiping away tears.
"Hey, I told you not to tell my mother." Zhao Chen scratched his head and glared at Mr. Chu.
"Mom, don't worry, I'm doing business, not anything else." Zhao Chen waved to the woman over there.
When the woman heard this, her face became even more sad, and she was about to struggle over, but was stopped by an old man in his fifties who looked somewhat similar to Zhao Chen.
Zhao Chen saw the old man grabbing the woman and said angrily: "Old man Zhao, if you dare to bully my mother, I will never end it with you!"
He folded up his sleeves and waved his arms.
A smile appeared on the old man's face and he let go of his hand.
The woman on the side broke away and wanted to step forward again.
Zhao Chen hurriedly said: "Mom, I'm doing a big business. Look, I have Brother Han taking care of me. Everything will be fine."
Zhao Chen looked at Han Muye with a look of prayer on his face.
Han Muye nodded, raised his hand, and said, "Don't worry, aunt."
As his voice fell, a soaring sword light from his body pierced the heaven and earth!
The sheer force of this sword light caused the entire Yunlu City to change color, with a radius of thousands of miles, and immortal energy surged across the land of a hundred thousand miles!
The peerless swordsman!
This kind of powerful person is the one who suppresses one party in the Sword Sect and runs rampant in the immortal world!
Han Muye, who was traveling with Zhao Chen, turned out to be such a great swordsman!
The bright sword light made the entire Yunlu City tremble.
Everyone in the Wang family gathered at the Gold Trading Company, and everyone stared blankly at the sword light.
Several sword lights flashed in Yunlu City in the distance, but they were suppressed by this sword light and could not even fly away.
Behind Han Muye, each of the twenty blue-armored guards showed their aura.
Fairy!
Twenty immortals!
The aura of the immortal caused the surrounding void to tremble.
What kind of force is this?
Even within the Sword Sect and the inheritance of a large hall, can it have such great power, right?
Twenty immortals accompanied him, this was the grand scene of the Lord of Yunlan City.
Chen Qiu had a smile on his face and was about to speak when his whole body suddenly trembled and his eyes widened.
Right in front of him and behind Han Muye, a hundred majestic men were covered in demonic light that towered into the sky.
Fairy!
They are all immortals and monsters!
are you crazy……
The power of heaven and earth aroused in an instant directly imprisoned the surrounding area of 100,000 miles.
"Mom, are you relieved now?"
"I'm really into big business."
Zhao Chen coughed lightly, and under the pressure of the aura of those immortals, he shouted a little short of breath, then waved his hand and stepped into the teleportation array.
The sword light on Han Muye converged and fell into the teleportation array.
Behind him, everyone followed closely, gathering their breath and stepping into the teleportation array.
"This kid is really mature..." Zhou Sheng, who flew outside the teleportation array, muttered, then stepped into the array, causing the fairy light to rise.
"This, such power..." Yu Ze and Chen Qiu had expressions of emotion on their faces.
The Lord of Yunlan City, accompanied by hundreds of powerful immortals, is the immortal master who suppresses one side.
"Haha, I, Zhao Yaozu, knew that I gave birth to an amazing son. Look, he is protected by such great power." Over at Jujin Trading Company, the old man beside Zhao Chen's mother smiled proudly.
In the distance, Xiong Ke and Wu Chaoshen, the guardian elders of Yunlu Town, flew in with gloomy expressions, while Su Yunong, who followed closely behind, had a look of regret.
…
"Buzz——"
The fairy light of the teleportation array dissipated, and Han Muye stepped out of the formation. There was already a row of sword cultivators in white robes waiting in front of him.
The person in charge is smiling.
"Senior Brother Han, you are well." Zhu Yong, an elite disciple of Xantian Hall, stood there and bowed to Han Muye.
"Senior brother has found the inheritance of Uncle Zhu Ming. He is a person who has greatly benefited my Zhu family. If you have time someday, please come to my Zhu family."
Behind him, everyone bowed.
Han Muye nodded with a smile, looked at the people in front of him, and then at the pavilion city stretching in the distance, and said with a smile: "It seems that the sect still welcomes my return."
After hearing his words, Zhu Yong raised his head with a solemn expression: "Welcome, two thousand three hundred and twenty sect elites are waiting to sharpen their swords."