Han Muye knew that it was not the Jiuxuan Mountain in Tianxuan's western border, nor was it the three-story sword pavilion.
Not the Nine Heavens and Earth, not the Imperial City.
In fact, it is not the small courtyard in the imperial city, Danyuan Pavilion.
Home is people.
Those who were with him in the beginning.
Sixth Brother, Elder Gao Changgong, his Junior Sister Mu, and the girl Zhihu.
At this moment, Han Muye suddenly understood the thoughts of his cheap brother Lu Yuzhou.
Although practice is good, the world of mortals is even more gorgeous.
On the Yongding River outside the imperial city, there were women dressed in costumes waiting for him every day.
Knowing that his cultivation level was rapidly improving and that he had obtained treasures such as the Nine Yuan Pagoda, he felt a little lost.
But Han Muye didn't care.
What's wrong with falling madly like this for a moment?
Missing you like this is like a human being.
Raising his hand, the nine-story golden pagoda in front of him turned into a statue.
He stood up slowly, and the figure of a war puppet wearing golden armor appeared.
"You really don't want me to accompany you?" There was a hint of gold and iron in Zhan Puppet's voice.
"Your state is very strange. It's like," after a pause, Zhan Puppet whispered, "just like when he left."
Han Muye smiled softly and shook his head.
"I'm going to the mortal world, and no one can hurt me there."
He is now a Celestial Immortal, and his soul and body are both in the Golden Immortal realm. If he inspires his own fighting power, even Da Luo can fight.
Over the years, he has indirectly killed many immortal kings.
With his current level of cultivation, he would naturally not worry about any danger if he went to the mortal world.
"I leave Immortal Burial City to you."
He nodded to the war puppet and walked out of the tent.
"Brother, are you leaving Immortal Burial City?" When Han Muye found Zhao Chen and told him that he was leaving temporarily, Zhao Chen was stunned.
"This Immortal Burial City is so prosperous now, brother, why don't you practice well here?" Zhao Chen whispered in confusion.
To be honest, he has never been as moist as he is now.
He, Zhao Chen, never dreamed that he could have so many resources at his disposal, that he could be neither humble nor arrogant in front of the powerful men of the big sects, and that he could even be treated as a guest.
But he knew in his heart that all this was given by his elder brother.
Without the title of Yunlan Sword Immortal, Zhao Chen is nothing.
Today, people can do business with him, Zhao Shaodong, and tomorrow, they can do business with Li Shaodong and Wang Shaodong.
Seeing that Han Muye seemed to have made up his mind, Zhao Chen gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, wherever are you going, I will go with you."
Hearing his words, Han Muye shook his head, reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "I'm going home to see your sister-in-law, why should I take you there?"
Zhao Chen was stunned.
Han Muye smiled and handed him a golden badge and said softly: "This is the same badge as the guard elder. With this thing, you can do business with all parties under the witness of Elder Ziyu and the others."
"If something happens, you call Senior Zhanpuppet to take action, and I will explain it to him."
Patting Zhao Chen's shoulder, who looked dull, Han Muye said calmly: "In Immortal Burial City, even if I'm not here, no one would dare to touch you."
It wasn't until Han Muye turned around to go elsewhere that Zhao Chen rubbed his frozen face and looked at the badge in his hand in disbelief.
"Brother, with this badge in my hand, I can summon war puppets at any time."
"Haha, I really did it this time."
Zhao Chen, who was so excited that he jumped so high, was suddenly startled and whispered to himself: "Sister-in-law?"
"No, I have to prepare gifts for the sister-in-law I haven't met yet. Also, will there be any nephews? How many?"
"What should I prepare?"
…
Han Muye walked to the top of a brand-new city, holding a wine gourd in his hand.
The white-haired Spirit Sword Golden Immortal moved and reached out to take the wine gourd in his hand.
Han Muye sat down at the top of the city, and the Spirit Sword Golden Immortal opened the wine gourd and took a deep sip.
"Bah, what kind of wine is this? Why is it so dull?" Lingjian Jinxian had a look of disgust on his face.
"Sad wine." Han Muye said softly: "This is a gift from one of my senior brothers to my senior sister."
"Sad wine?" Lingjian Jinxian brought the wine gourd to his nose and smelled it, then took another sip.
"Isn't this wine just plain water?" He muttered and shook the wine gourd.
"Sad wine, of course, can only be drunk by sad people." Han Muye chuckled, and then whispered: "Senior has never been sad, so naturally he can't taste the taste of this wine."
Hearing his words, confusion flashed across Spirit Sword Golden Immortal's face.
"sad?"
"Why be sad?"
"I, I seem to be a sword..."
"Senior, do you know where I come from?" Han Muye looked at the flowing clouds in the distance and said softly: "The place I came from is called Tianxuan World. It is a side, the mortal world..."
Xijiang, Jiange.
Huang Laoliu, Lu Qingping.
Huang Zhihu, Mu Wan.
Those mortal worlds are so wonderful.
In addition to life and death, there are also grievances and hatreds.
It turns out that this world is not just about spiritual practice, but there are also more happy and sad things.
"Is this really how people live?" The look on Spirit Sword Golden Immortal's face became even more confused.
He brought the wine gourd to his mouth, took a sip, and murmured in a low voice: "This wine seems to have a bit of a taste..."
Han Muye stood up and said with a smile: "Senior, are you interested in going to the mortal world and becoming a human being?"
Be a human for once?
Spirit Sword Golden Immortal pondered, looking at the wine gourd in his hand.
"good."
He whispered, and with a movement of his body, he turned into a long sword and landed on the sword box behind Han Muye.
"Boy, let me go to the mortal world with you."
…
Purple Jade Immortal Lord and others were initially hesitant about Han Muye leaving Immortal Burial City.
It can be seen that everyone's expressions changed when they saw the spirit sword behind Han Muye.
"You want to be tempered in the world of mortals, and then..." Purple Jade Immortal Lord looked at Han Muye.
Han Muye nodded.
This reason is very real.
To conquer such a spiritual sword, one needs to truly experience the mortal world with it.
In the opinion of several immortal kings, Han Muye wanted to leave Immortal Burial City in order to gain the approval of the Golden Spirit Sword Immortal.
This can explain it clearly.
Even these immortal kings are willing to spend thousands of years for this spiritual sword.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Han Muye was returning from the teleportation array of Immortal Burial City and Xuanling Sword Sect. Before leaving, Zhao Chen stepped forward and handed over a storage bag, saying it was for everyone.
Gift from nephew.
Han Muye looked at it and saw that it was very generous. The various treasures contained in the bag were worth ten thousand divine crystals.
Although Zhao Chen is in charge of the business of Immortal Burial City, Han Muye is the major shareholder, and he doesn't have many divine crystals in his hands.
If you can give out 10,000 yuan as a gift, it's already a cut.
Of course, ten thousand divine crystals is something that countless immortal elites dare not even think of.
One hundred divine crystals are enough to make those elites fight to the death.
Han Muye quietly returned to the Xuanling Sword Sect, and almost no one knew about his return.
However, he has to meet the Sword Sect leader, which is what Immortal Purple Jade has told him.
Although he had stayed at the mountain gate of the Xuanling Sword Sect, he had never been to the main hall where the sect leader was.
Only after quietly asking several fellow sword cultivators did he find out the location of the Guangyuan Hall.
In front of the majestic and broad hall is a square with a radius of ten thousand feet.
There are many sword cultivators sitting around in front of the blue stone pillars in the square.
These stone pillars are one of the inheritance methods of the Sword Sect.
There are sword marks on the stone pillars. These sword marks were left by the senior swordsmen. The younger swordsmen stood in front of the stone pillars to comprehend the sword marks and comprehend the swordsmanship contained in them.
Han Muye did not stop in front of the stone pillar and walked straight into the main hall.
The Sword Sect disciple on duty in front of the main hall was just about to step forward to stop him, when suddenly he was shocked, his eyes widened, and he bowed to get out of the way.
Han Muye walked into the main hall and saw an old man in a green robe standing in front of him with his hands behind his back.
"Han Muye has met the sect leader." Han Muye bowed his hands.
"Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi, Han Muye." The old man turned around slowly, looked at Han Muye, and chuckled: "Junior brother, long time no see."
"boom--"
It was as if a bolt of lightning lit up in the hall, and the void in the entire hall changed.
In front of a thatched pavilion, an old man wearing a white robe and a jade crown sat cross-legged in front of a small case, with a stack of golden book pages in front of him.
"I preach, and there is no distinction between teachings."
"The strong disciples of this Immortal Lord have already achieved the position of Da Luo Immortal Lord, but the weak ones——"
A voice came from the screen, and then, a domineering body appeared.
This scene was the scene when Tongtian Immortal was preaching five hundred years ago.
In that sermon, Han Muye participated as a subordinate.
And the leader of the Sword Sect was also present at that lecture.
"The sword you used to split the futon was full of killing and the fairy light shone, so everyone thought you were a creature from some fairy world and thought you came from the ancient world."
The leader of the Sword Sect looked at Han Muye with a sigh on his face.
"No wonder Master chose you to be his successor. Your fate is so miraculous that I can't even imagine it."
"I am Zhang Guangyuan, just call me Senior Brother Guangyuan."
Han Muye did not expect that this Sword Sect leader would actually admit that he was his senior brother.
When he first knew that the leader of the Sword Sect was listening to the sermon under the Immortal Lord's seat, he had hesitated.
He was afraid that if his identity was revealed, he would be hunted down.
He couldn't stop an Immortal Lord's attack back then.
"Do you think I should take action to steal your opportunity?" Seeing the confusion on Han Muye's face, Jian Zongzong advocated Guangyuan chuckled.
"When you step into the realm of Immortal Lord, you will understand that to enter the realm of Immortal Lord, it is not enough just to have a chance."
Having said this, he waved his hand, looked at Han Muye and said, "Are you going to the mortal world?"
Han Muye nodded.
There's nothing to hide.
He now has the qualifications to run rampant in this fairyland.
Even if others knew that he came from the mortal world, they would not do anything to him.
I hid my identity just to avoid causing too much trouble.
"Don't pay too much attention to the inheritance of the Immortal Lord. We don't need to bear too much in our cultivation." Zhang Guangyuan laughed, waved his hand, and the surrounding void dissipated, turning into the original appearance of the main hall.
"That's what senior brother said." Han Muye cupped his hands and said.
"It's okay to go to the mortal world, but don't forget the elite meeting." Zhang Guangyuan nodded and said softly: "That is about the quota for the heyday meeting."
In the grand meeting, thousands of realms compete, and those who rank high among them will be eligible to enter the God Realm.
And behind it, the sect and the fairy world can also get opportunities.
It is said that this opportunity is related to the secret of promotion to Immortal Lord.
This is what the Purple Jade Immortal Lord told Han Muye when he left Immortal Burial City.
Purple Jade Immortal Lord also told you not to miss the meeting of the elites.
Of course Han Muye would not refuse this matter, he also wanted to see what the struggle of all realms was like.
"The Temple of the Killing Temple contains the true elites and powerful men of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm. They gather together just to be able to step into the God Realm."
"You have the status of Temple Killer, and you will know more secrets of the immortal world in the future."
Zhang Guangyuan spoke in a low voice.
After all, Han Muye's own cultivation and level are not enough. Even if he has a place in the Rain-covering Immortal World, he still cannot enter the real high-level.
Unless one day he can possess the fighting power of an Immortal Lord by virtue of his own cultivation.
But he already understood what Zhang Guangyuan said.
Kill the God.
Not just because of the inheritance of Tongtian Immortal Lord.
The gods take pleasure in enslaving the fairy world and suppressing the fairy world.
Everyone can see clearly what will happen to Zhenyuan Immortal Realm.
And Zhenyuan Fairyland is not the first fairyland to be destroyed by the God Realm.
Not even the last one.
For the powerful Immortal Lords who have reached the pinnacle of the Immortal Realm, stepping into the God Realm and becoming an Immortal Lord by their own means is the right path.
It is impossible for them to become slaves of the gods.
Han Muye didn't stay in the hall for long before he left.
When he walked out of the main hall, he saw some sword cultivators cheering around the blue stone pillars.
Obviously, something has been gained.
Passing by the stone pillar, Han Muye paused.
He turned around and looked at the black-robed swordsman standing beside the stone pillar.
The swordsman also seemed to be aware of it, and slowly turned around and looked at Han Muye.
"It's you." The black-robed swordsman looked at Han Muye, with a hint of surprise on his face, and then flashed a smile: "You have come to the fairy world."
Han Muye nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Junior Han Muye, I have met senior Xinghe."
Su Xinghe.
The leader of the Jiange Sect once left a sword mark on the Jiange, and Han Muye had a confrontation with him spanning three hundred thousand years.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Su Xinghe had a sigh on his face and said softly: "I remember you fighting with me three thousand years ago, and I didn't want to come to the fairy world so soon."
Three thousand years in the fairy world and three hundred thousand years in the mortal world.
He looked at Han Muye and said, "Since you have come to the immortal world, you must seize the opportunity to practice and stabilize the immortal realm as soon as possible."
In his eyes, Han Muye's cultivation seemed to be a little unstable.
This is because Han Muye's thoughts have been unstable recently and he deliberately allowed his obsession to surge.
It's like some inner demons are surging.
So what if he has inner demons? He has a sword in his heart. What kind of demon can't be slain?
"Come on, brothers and sisters, this is my junior in the mortal world. Unexpectedly, he has already arrived in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm." Su Xinghe laughed and turned to look at the people around him.
When they heard that Han Muye was a descendant of Su Xinghe, everyone greeted him with a smile, and some people brought out some elixirs and spiritual materials as a meeting gift.
These treasures, which are worth hundreds or even thousands of immortal spirit stones, are already at a high level for the cultivators who first became immortals.
Su Xinghe smiled and asked Han Muye to accept the gift.
"In which temple can you worship?"
"How many levels have you passed the entry trial?"
Su Xinghe has the demeanor of an elder and cares about Han Muye very much.
After all, he is a descendant of his own sword pavilion, and when he comes to the Rain-covering Immortal Realm, of course he has to take care of him.
Su Xinghe's current cultivation level has reached the realm of refining the void. If he hadn't learned the swordsmanship here, he would have participated in the trial of the conflict between the two realms.
"Also, Yunlan City is now at its peak in the wasteland, and Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi is also a disciple of my Sword Sect. If you want to experience it, you can go to Yunlan City in the wasteland."
Su Xinghe warned.
Just as Han Muye was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed.
"Buzz——"
There was a roaring and exploding sound in the void.
A ray of sword light crossed the sky and earth and fell towards the square.
The fierceness of the sword light caused the expressions of everyone in the square to change drastically.
"Come on, this is the sword at the head of the Zhantian Palace!" Su Xinghe shouted in a low voice, reaching out to pull Han Muye away.
But Han Muye remained motionless and shook his head slightly.
"Senior, this sword is aimed at me."
Su Xinghe was stunned.
In front of him, Han Muye's aura calmed down, and then he raised his hand and pulled out a long sword from the sword box behind his back.
"I said, senior, you'd better not suppress your cultivation."
"Transformation is not enough."
The voice is behind, the sword light is in front.
The sword in Han Muye's hand turned into a blue blade, causing the void world to shine, and collided with the sword light flying in the air.
"when--"
The swords collided, and Li Yungang's sword flew out.
Han Muye has now reached the realm of virtual transformation, and his soul and body have entered the realm of golden immortal. With the blessing of swordsmanship, even if he does not rely on the power of fighting puppets, Li Yungang, who suppresses his cultivation, cannot deal with him.
The sword knocked away Li Yungang's sword. Han Muye moved and stabbed forward with the sword in his hand.
Stab out a sword, and then the sword light gathers and turns into thousands or ten thousand rays.
In the void, a figure rolled awkwardly several times, and then waved his hand to smash all the sword lights.
It uses the power of the Golden Immortal Realm.
Li Yungang, whose beard was unkempt and twitching, landed on the square and looked at Han Muye like a monster.
"You kid, you are really a monster."
Su Xinghe, who was standing aside, nodded.
The other people behind Su Xinghe showed confusion on their faces.
Isn't this person Su Xinghe's junior?
How come even the leader Li Yungang wants to have a sword fight with him?
Moreover, it seems that Li Yungang was defeated in the first place?
"Senior, let's talk in another place." Han Muye shook his head, seeing eyes from all around, he moved and flew away.
Li Yungang and Su Xinghe all followed and flew away.
"Isn't this guy a descendant of Su Xinghe?" The sword cultivator who gave the gift before had a look of confusion on his face.
"Yes, but, can Su Xinghe's descendants be able to block Li Chief's sword?" Someone shook his head in confusion.
There are really all kinds of strange things happening.
Han Muye and the others found a market where the disciples were trading, and ordered some food and drinks at a restaurant.
"Are you Yunlan Sword Immortal?"
Su Xinghe couldn't imagine that his descendant could actually stir up troubles in the fairy world.
"You still treat him as an ordinary junior?" Li Yungang laughed at the side.
Han Muye didn't hide anything, and told the story of how he quietly came to the fairy world, and by chance, he challenged various people in the wasteland to build Yunlan City.
After encountering such an opportunity, even Li Yungang, the leader of the Zhantian Palace, opened his eyes wide and exhaled for luck.
There are really people in the world who can rise up like this.
Yunlan City, Burial Immortal City, the most shining descendant of the entire Rain-covering Immortal Realm, Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi, claims to be the immortal king of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm one day.
In just a few years, which major sect would not envy the Sword Sect for having such disciples?
The power of one person has suddenly raised the level of cultivation in the entire Yuxian world.
The power of one person changed everyone's views on sword cultivation for countless years.
Sword cultivator is poor?
Have you never seen how powerful Yunlan Sword Immortal can be?
"You want to return to the mortal world now?" Su Xinghe was stunned for a moment when he heard Han Muye said that he wanted to return to the fairy world.
He hasn't thought about that world for a long time.
That nine-layered world, a world of endless creatures.
After walking into the Spiritual Transformation Pond, he no longer had the same feeling of being obsessed with the mortal world that Han Muye had.
But when he heard Han Muye say this, he still felt a little strange in his heart.
"Going to the mortal world?" Li Yungang's expression changed, and he said with a smile: "When will you go? I'll go there too."
He was curious about Han Muye's origins.
What kind of world could produce such a person?
Su Xinghe's heart moved when he heard that Li Yungang said that he wanted to go to the mortal world with Han Muye.
Perhaps, there is an opportunity in this that I have not seen through?
"It just so happens that I have nothing to do and will go back with you."
"In the world of Immortal Source, I don't know if anyone in Jiange still remembers me, Su Xinghe."
Su Xinghe laughed and sighed softly.
Han Muye did not refuse the two tourists in front of him who wanted to accompany him to the mortal world.
He handed over his position back to the mortal world to the two of them, and after agreeing on a time, he left the Xuanling Sword Sect directly.
He was going back to Yunlan City.
After all, Yunlan City is also one of his foundations in the Rain-Reflecting Immortal Realm.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Even if there is Immortal Burial City now, he will not abandon Yunlan City.
There are too many low-level immortal cultivators gathered in Yunlan City. They all have their own dreams and place everything on this big city.
Han Muye passed through several teleportation arrays before arriving at Yunlan City.
After several years of absence, Yunlan City has undergone earth-shaking changes.
The immortal cultivators from the Zhenyuan Immortal Realm arrived, and the Immortal Lord took charge, making this big city the largest in the wasteland.
Tens of millions of immortal cultivators gathered together, and the land covering thousands of miles was filled with immortal light.
Viewed from above, the entire city looks like stars.
"Invincible City Lord." Zuo Baichou said with sadness and annoyance on his face when he saw Han Muye again.
"It would be great if I went with you to Burial Immortal City."
How could you have imagined that that boy Zhao Chen went to Immortal Burial City with the city lord and suddenly became famous?
Nowadays, Zuo Baichou's reputation may be a bit shocking in the wasteland, but in the entire Yuxian Realm, the one most valued by the high-level officials is Zhao Shaodong.
Zhao Shaodong's leakage is enough to feed a large sect.
Compared with Zhao Chen's current reputation, Zuo Baichou is far behind.
"They're all the same." Han Muye reached out and patted Zuo Baichou on the shoulder, smiling and saying, "I'll leave Yunlan City to you, I can rest assured."
Zuo Baichou felt his whole body tense and nodded, a hint of excitement flashing across his face.
These words of affirmation gave him mixed feelings.
It doesn't matter how outsiders view him, respect him, or fear him.
As long as the person in front of me can truly trust me, that's enough...
Zuo Baichou led Han Muye through the city, introducing the layout of each place as he walked.
The various markets in the city have become huge.
The trading of creatures in the Bitter Immortal Realm outside the city is also different.
Zhulong Trading Company uses the contract talisman as a guide, and the trading of living beings is no longer what it used to be.
Nowadays, as long as the monsters and monsters are willing to accept the contract, they are provided with good food and drink, just waiting for the immortal cultivator who can make a contract with them.
When encountering a monster in the wild, as long as it is not a violent beast, the first thought of most immortal cultivators is not to kill it, but to make a contract.
It is said that a strong man has appeared in the wasteland who has contracted with three monsters and relies on the monsters to run rampant.
Some people even predict that with this development, it won't be long before a new force emerges.
Control the beast.
Even Tianyao Sect is now cooperating deeply with Yunlan City to develop the practice method of beast control.
When Han Muye returned, the powerful Immortal Lord who was in charge also came to see him.
This Immortal Lord from Zhenyuan Immortal Realm is called Yutan Immortal Lord, and he has a gentle temperament.
Unlike Yangyu Immortal Lord and others in Burial Immortal City, he is stationed here, firstly as a hostage, and secondly, to take care of those cultivators of Zhenyuan Immortal Realm.
There are quite a few powerful people worshiping in Yunlan City now.
One immortal king, three great lords, and twelve golden immortals.
This scale is only slightly worse than those large companies.
In the wilderness, you can sweep across.
Yunlan City has become the de facto overlord in the wasteland.
"City Lord, the Golden Fire Demon King has come to ask." Zuo Baichou looked at Han Muye and whispered: "Does the City Lord have any thoughts of entering the Bitter Immortal Realm?"
Bitter Immortal Realm!
Han Muye's face changed.
The Bitter Immortal Realm is a place where demon clans gather, and it has always been a place where various clans suppressed them.
Although Jinhuo is a phoenix reborn from nirvana, it actually does not yet have the strength to rule the entire Bitter Immortal Realm.
But if Han Muye is willing to take action, the situation may be different.
"Okay, I'll go see him." Han Muye nodded.
The Buxian Territory occupies two states and is rich in resources.
If we can win the Bitter Immortal Realm, we will be able to advance and retreat more freely in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm.
Whether you still rely on the Sword Sect or form your own sect, there is a lot of room for maneuver.
After retreating from everyone, Han Muye told Zuo Baichou that he would temporarily leave the Rain-covering Fairyland and travel elsewhere.
From Zuo Baichou's point of view, this is normal.
How could Han Muye, with his level of cultivation and combat strength, be able to stay in one place?
He must be challenging everywhere to hone his swordsmanship.
After handing various account books to Han Muye for review, the two discussed the development of Yunlan City.
According to Han Muye's idea, as long as Jin Huo in the Bitter Immortal Realm really has the intention to unify, this side will fully support it.
However, how to unify the Buxian Realm under the attention and obstruction of all parties is still open to discussion.
Fortunately, there is no rush, it doesn't matter if this kind of thing goes on for thousands of years.
Before leaving, Han Muye left one hundred thousand divine crystals to Yunlan City.
These 100,000 divine crystals are enough for Zhao Qianzhen to upgrade the city's defense to a terrifying level.
Then he took away various resources and fairy stones from the warehouse.
Although he doesn't like fairy spirit stones, they are of great use in the mortal world.
According to what Zuo Baichou said, he was also troubled by the accumulation of resources in the city.
Too much.
Han Muye took 300 billion immortal spiritual stones, and various other spiritual materials and elixirs were also worth tens of billions.
It can be said that in terms of current wealth, Han Muye is no longer the second person in the Rain-Reflecting Immortal World.
After staying in Yunlan City for about ten days, Han Muye just left for the Bitter Immortal Realm.
Returning to the Bitter Immortal Realm, his impression was slightly better.
Although the traces left by the previous Xiangtian Immortal Demon King's raging army are still there, there are fewer random fights between the parties.
Perhaps due to the effect of the contract talisman, many more humans entered the Bitter Immortal Realm, and there were not as many killings as before.
Goodbye Jin Huo, now he looks like a handsome young man.
Dressed in white, with a sword on his back, he looked like a swordsman.
"Father, I told Zuo Baichou that I will hand over the Bitter Immortal Realm to you." Jin Huo, who looked like a young man, spoke directly.
His cultivation seems to have reached the Golden Immortal realm, but in Han Muye's opinion, his strength is probably still weak, and he may not be able to fully exert his sufficient combat power.
With this strength alone, you cannot gain a foothold in the Bitter Immortal Realm.
"No hurry." Han Muye waved his hand and took out a small box.
Taking the small box, Jin Huo had a look of surprise on his face.
Inside this box are one hundred thousand divine crystals.
With these 100,000 divine crystals, he can not only stabilize his cultivation, but also improve it a lot.
With the divine crystal, you can also recruit many strong people to follow you.
Han Muye told Jin Huo to develop his own power slowly and not to rush to the forefront.
The large sects of the human race would not be willing to see the Buxian Realm unified so quickly.
After thinking for a while, Han Muye took out another ball of flame.
Xuantian Divine Fire, the flame in the Five Elements Divine Furnace.
The Five Elements Divine Furnace was divided into five, and the flames were taken out by Han Muye alone.
This Xuantian Divine Fire can burn the heaven and earth to pieces.
"Xuantian Divine Fire?" Jin Huo looked at the golden red flame in surprise, with a smile on his face: "Good thing."
He put away the flame unceremoniously, thought for a moment, and spit out a pale golden bead.
"This is my Nirvana Fire. If my adoptive father takes it and blends it with the Xuantian Divine Fire, there will be unexpected gains." Jin Huo smiled and handed the bead to Han Muye.
Leaving the Bitter Immortal Realm, Han Muye didn't stop any longer and went straight across the wasteland.
"boom--"
There was a roaring sound in the sky, and sword light pierced the sky and the earth.
In the wasteland, many immortal cultivators raised their heads with envy on their faces.
A group of immortal cultivators wearing various colored robes gathered together. When they raised their heads, they also had different expressions.
"Sword cultivators, they are probably the strong ones from Yunlan City, right?" An old man shook his head and sighed: "With the rise of Yunlan City, there are more and more sword cultivators in this wasteland."
Everyone else nodded.
"With the establishment of Yunlan City, our lives will be better." The middle-aged immortal cultivator opposite said with a smile: "In the past, we could not earn a few immortal spirit stones a year, but now we can earn 30,000 to 20,000 immortal spirit stones if we close our eyes.
"
These words made everyone laugh.
An old man sitting nearby raised his head and looked at the sword light, with a complicated look on his face.
The sword cultivator who came to the immortal world with him at the beginning was just a junior disciple, but now he has become an existence that is unattainable to him.
Jia Wu, or rather Wu Tianzun, felt the depressing feeling in his heart that was really hard to describe.
"Hey, Uncle Jia Wu, you are actually here."
Suddenly, a voice came.
Han Muye, wearing a green robe, landed not far away with a smile on his face.
When he was flying away, he sensed the immortal cultivator below and didn't pay attention.
But the strange power emanating from Jia Wu's body aroused his senses.
I really didn't expect that after such a long separation since entering the fairy world, I would be able to see Jia Wu again now.
"Sword Immortal Yunlan!"
Seeing Han Muye, some people exclaimed.
Even if you have never seen it, you must take a look at the phantom image of this legendary figure.
It would be a joke if you didn't recognize Yunlan Sword Immortal in the wasteland.
Jia Wu also saw Han Muye's phantom image, and after repeated confirmation, he realized that Han Muye was now Han Wudi, the Yunlan Sword Immortal.
"Uncle Jia Wu, are these all your friends?" Han Muye smiled and held up his hands, looking at Jia Wu, with a hint of emotion on his face: "It's been a long time no see."
"Long time no see..." Jia Wu nodded, with a trace of bitterness flashing in his eyes.
"Uncle Jia Wu, I want to go home, do you want to come with me?" Han Muye asked with a smile.
go home?
Jia Wu was stunned.
"Go home...good."
The endless sea, there is his true body.
He wanted to go back and take a look, and he also wanted to ask Han Muye whether his path of cultivation was correct.
Seeing Jia Wu leaving side by side with Han Muye, the faces of those cultivators were blank.
"Jia Wu, is he actually the elder of the Yunlan Sword Immortal?" A middle-aged immortal cultivator whispered in a low voice, holding the Yunlan City pass token given by Han Muye.
Everyone else looked at the token in his hand in surprise.
With this thing, they can go to Yunlan City and even settle down.
Han Muye and Jia Wufei escaped for several days and finally arrived at the place where they had traveled across the world.
At this time, Li Yungang and Su Xinghe were waiting.
"Endless Heavenly Lord?" Su Xinghe saw Jia Wu and said with a smile: "Aren't you nesting in the Endless Sea? Are you coming to the fairyland quietly?"
"Master Su Pavilion of Jiange." Jia Wu had heard Han Muye say that Su Xinghe was together before, so seeing each other now was less of a surprise.
"Let's go, let's go, I want to see what the mortal world is like." Li Yungang muttered impatiently.
Han Muye smiled and took out a pale golden array disk, pouring the spirit energy into it.
"Buzz——"
The fairy light enveloped them, and when the fairy light disappeared, there was no trace of them.
"The world of Immortal Source is finally back..."
Looking at the bright world in front of him, Han Muye whispered softly.