Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Li Yungang was seated at the head of the Zhantian Palace, and Han Muye had really heard his name.

The other halls of Xuanling Sword Sect are all hall masters. There are more than one or two hall masters, and they are also side by side. There is no need to distinguish the ranking.

The Xuanling Sword Sect has never been the kind of sect with an orderly hierarchy and strict hierarchy.

But the hall master of the Zhantian Temple had a second order.

According to what Shu Ming Jinxian said, Li Yungang, the Qingteng Sword Immortal in Zhantian Temple, spent 100,000 years defeating all the hall masters of Zhantian Temple and became the first one.

The battle strength of the others was also ranked according to the number of victories and defeats against Li Yungang, ranging from the second hall master to the ninth hall master.

"If you encounter Qingteng Sword Immortal in the future, don't fight swords with it."

"The name of this guy's ivy means that he can haunt people endlessly."

Shu Ming Jinxian had instructed Han Muye like this at the beginning.

In the way of practice, war and rest complement each other.

But when you meet a guy who fights every day and doesn't let you have the opportunity to clean up, who doesn't bother?

"Hey, did that guy Shu Ming tell you the name of the deity Qingteng?" Seeing Han Muye pondering, Li Yungang stared and asked directly.

"Senior Qingteng is the first seat of Zhantian Palace, I'm just a junior disciple of Zhantian Palace, how can I dare to fight with the first seat?" Han Muye shook his head and spoke softly.

He has too many secrets.

He also doesn't want to fight against a Jinxian who likes to stalk.

"What's the first and the disciple? I don't have so many rules in Zhantian Temple." Li Yungang waved his hand, and a sword light appeared in the palm of his hand.

The light of the sword was clear, and the sword swept across, and Zuo Baichou and others in the hall were swept out by the sword.

Then, the door of the main hall slammed shut.

People look at each other.

What did this guy say before to be steady, that's all?

"when--"

In the hall, the sound of a long sword clashing came.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Then came Li Yungang's long laughing and strange cry.

Afterwards, a golden fairy light shone outside the hall, and the mask lowered by the power of the Great Defense Array blocked everyone's perception.

"Is the city lord going to make a real move?" Xie Chaoyan showed a strange look on his face, and said in a low voice.

"I don't know how the Lord of the City will win compared to the first place in the Zhantian Temple." Zuo Baichou whispered softly.

He shook his head, turned around and said, "Forget it, these things have nothing to do with us."

"The Lord City Lord blocked the sword of the spirit sword Jinxian, and kept my Yunlan City as impregnable as gold."

"I am afraid that Yunlan City will become a holy place in the Yunteng Wasteland in the future, so you are all busy."

busy.

Be busy.

There was a smile on everyone's face.

After today, Yunlan City will be truly accepted by all the forces in the wasteland, and will truly be integrated into the lives of all immortal cultivators.

There will be countless immortal cultivators coming to Yunlan City as their homes.

How happy is it to be able to help the city lord manage such a city, such a heavy sense of responsibility on one's shoulders?

In the hall, Li Yungang, who was holding a long sword, looked solemn.

In front of him, Han Muye had his hands behind his back, and a sword light hovered in front of him.

With the intention to use the sword, Li Yungang, who was suppressed by the cultivation base in the Void Realm, could not make a move.

Li Yungang had only felt the aura of such a powerhouse from the top five people in the Zhantian Temple.

"The solidity of your sword intent is definitely not something that a nameless disciple can have."

With the front of the sword in his hand, Li Yugang drank lowly.

The sword light in his hand turned into a cyan streamer, the streamer flashed away, and stabbed Han Muye's neck.

This sword is almost invisible, where does it seem to be measured before what he said?

If Han Muye couldn't deal with it in time, his life might not be saved.

Who is the sword madman?

Who is not stable enough?

This Zhantian Temple's first person is clearly a guy who says one thing and does another.

But before the sword could reach Han Muye's body, Li Yungang's eyes narrowed and he had to swing the sword horizontally.

Because Han Muye, who was still holding his hands behind his back, had already used his sword to slash at the top of his head.

This guy who has become a disciple of the younger generation of Zhantian Temple actually has no respect in his eyes, and his sword is three points faster than his first seat!

The key is that this kid still has his hands on his back, obviously he didn't really use his full strength.

How disrespectful is this?

Such contempt, who can stand it?

"when--"

A sword flew the sword that was cut off from the top of his head, and Li Yungang stepped out.

But before he moved, his figure stopped again, and his face became tensed.

On his side, the long sword with a cold light swirled lightly, blocking his path.

"Are you able to defeat my swordsmanship, or the way to control space and time?" Li Yungang with a serious face pushed back the sword that was blocking the way, looked up at Han Muye, and asked in a low voice.

Han Muye didn't give him an answer at all.

Just keep silent.

Too lazy to deal with it?

If it was another Golden Immortal powerhouse, who would be embarrassed to stay here at this time, I'm afraid he wouldn't turn around and leave.

Qingteng Jianxian is different.

He seems to be used to being treated so coldly.

With a twitch of his face, Li Yun just raised his hand, and a nine-story sword tower appeared.

"Boy, I know that you also have a sword tower in your hand. This thing is considered a rare treasure in my Xuanling Sword Sect."

"In this way, have a good fight with me, and I can give you this sword tower."

Nine-story sword tower.

Han Muye already had four in his hands.

It's just that in order to hide his identity, one remains in the mundane world to suppress the luck of the Great Dao, and the other three have not been used.

The first time this pagoda was moved in the fairyland, it was still under the rule of Daozong.

That was because he felt his worth, and he was already worthy of this sword tower before he started.

The value of the sword tower, from Shu Ming Jinxian's sword, he also got a lot of information.

The combination of the nine sword towers can indeed become a precious treasure, or even a token of some kind.

It's just that when the sword tower was scattered everywhere and brought into the mortal world, it never occurred to them that they could become one.

Over the years, the Nine Yuan Sword Pagoda is more of a symbol of Jianzong.

Many disciples of Jianzong practice sword formations, and they all refine a sword tower to carry with them.

In the mortal world, the rule of distinguishing the level of sword repair by the number of sword pavilions is also recognized by many people in the fairy world Xuanling Sword Sect.

At least being able to control a nine-story sword pavilion means that the cultivation base is strong enough.

Seeing the sword tower held in Li Yungang's hand, Han Muye nodded.

It is not easy to get a sword tower.

What's more, Han Muye has already shown a sword tower, if he is not tempted to face this sword tower today, then Li Yungang will doubt whether he has other plans.

"Chief Qingteng, you'd better not suppress your cultivation."

Han Muye's words made Li Yungang's face turn ugly like old tree bark.

People need face, trees need bark.

Face to face, is this intentional?

"Don't worry, kid, this deity will never take advantage of you."

As soon as the words fell, he flipped his palms, put away the sword tower in his hand, and the sword light turned into a radiant streamer, pressing down on Han Muye.

This sword did not exceed the power range of Dongxu Celestial Immortal.

But the understanding of the way of the sword revealed in this sword is definitely not something that the Celestial Immortal Dongxu can grasp.

Within ten feet, the sword light tore through the void.

Still say one thing and do another.

I said not to take advantage, but when I made the move, I clearly took advantage of the realm of cultivation.

But Han Muye, with his hands behind his back, just shook his head.

Cave Void Sword Immortal?

At the same level of swordsmanship, he has long looked down upon.

From the moment he stepped into the Yunteng Wasteland, he only had one name, Han Muye.

Han Wudi.

Invincible under the sword!

Without moving his hands behind his back and using his mind to control the sword, Han Muye's blue sword edge pierced Li Yungang's sword light with a single strike.

"when--"

The sword's edge went straight three feet in front of Li Yungang, hovered for a moment, and then retreated with a shock.

The first three feet of Jian Xiu's body is the last bottom line of Jian Xiu's control.

Li Yungang held the sword in his hand, the corners of his eyes twitched, and his body was full of fighting spirit.

But he didn't make another shot.

With the sword attack just now, Han Muye had already given him face and saved his hand.

Suppressing the cultivation base and then attacking, the result is still the same.

"Break the face with a line? This sword is a bit interesting, but I still despise you."

Li Yungang muttered, and took a step back, staring fixedly at Han Muye.

"Why, senior stopped fighting?" Han Muye looked up at him.

"Fight, of course." Li Yungang put away his long sword, stroked his beard, and his body disappeared in place, leaving only a faint voice.

"But the deity needs to study further, your kid's methods are not too bad."

"Let's go, tomorrow, no, I'll come back the day after tomorrow."

It can stop the golden immortal's defensive formation, but it can't stop the leader of the Zhantian Temple.

There was only an explosion outside the main hall, and the golden mask had been dispersed.

gone.

Han Muye shook his head.

This Ivy Sword Immortal lived up to his name, but he also had a headache.

In the future, you should be more careful when you act on your own.

Raising his hand to close the scattered light curtain, Han Muye did not walk out of the hall, but sat cross-legged on the high seat.

A streak of sword light floated around him.

A few tricks against Li Yungang are understated, and there is no emotion.

But it was a really rare opportunity to confront the spirit sword Jinxian before.

Slowly closing his eyes, one picture after another flowed in his mind.

The clouds gather and scatter, the sword light tears the sky and the earth, and the picture of the sword light of the Lingjian Jinxian is displayed again.

The sword slowly decomposed, and every trace of the sword's light froze in his mind.

Han Muye's soul phantom appeared, holding a long sword, and the sword shadows shattered those sword lights.

"boom--"

After three breaths, the picture in his mind exploded.

"After 38,000 swords, you will be defeated, you will be defeated."

With a whisper, he closed his eyes again.

Around the body, the immortal energy and soul power gathered in the protective formation began to gather.

As the master of Yunlan City, he can gather the power of immortality and soul in this city.

This is an unimaginably huge power, a power that even the strong Jinxian would covet.

This is the result of Han Muye's years of hard work in Yunteng Wasteland.

In the entire wasteland, there are only a few large cities that can accumulate such resources.

But there is no city like Yunlan City, which gathers the power of one city into one body.

Feeling the turbulent power rushing into his body, Han Mu's ambition was a little clear.

Times make heroes.

Heroes and the times are inseparable.

He also took advantage of the general changes in the Yunteng Wasteland to gather the foundation of the Yunlan City.

It is impossible to have such an opportunity at another time, another place, or another person.

Now that the opportunity is here, seize it!

How can there be so many opportunities for practicing in the world?

Closing his eyes again, the sword light in Han Muye's mind revived.

His figure fell into it again, and the long sword flew out.

"After 43,000 swords, defeat."

"Come again!"

...

Han Muye retreated in the hall for a whole month.

This month, Li Yungang, the head of Zhantian Palace, visited him ten times.

Every time, seeing that the battle in the hall was not moving, he could only shake his head and leave.

It's just a competition, and there is no enmity, how can you disturb others' retreat for no reason?

Every time, Li Yungang shook his head, stomped his feet, and left with a cold face.

Zuo Baichou and the others didn't dare to provoke him, for fear of getting bad luck.

This month, more immortal cultivators flocked to Yunlan City than in the previous year.

Moreover, many of them are masters.

There are seven or eight people in Tianxian Cave.

These people came for the strength of Yunlan Sword Immortal, and also for the potential of Yunlan City.

With the joining of masters, more immortal cultivators gather, and the strength of the entire Yunlan City will be improved.

Of course, Zuo Baichou and the others were even busier.

The business has grown even bigger.

"Boy, let me see what kind of gains you have gained from retreating for a month!"

When the gate of Yunlan city hall opened, what Han Muye heard was Li Yungang suppressing his anger.

Then, a long sword entered the hall with wanton sword light.

The sword light reveals a cyan fairy light, and one can see phantoms of Taoism, which seem to attract the surrounding void and turn it into a space that makes people wonder if it is true or false.

Han Muye didn't put his hands behind his back this time.

He is raising his hand.

There was no sword.

Point out directly with your finger.

A three-inch sword edge protruded from the fingertips.

Three inches!

The first three feet of sword cultivation is one's own bottom line.

But Han Muye waited for Li Yungang's sword to reach three inches before he pressed it with his finger.

"boom--"

Li Yungang's figure entered the hall quickly and retreated even faster.

And, it seems, the pose is somewhat out of control.

"Senior, as I said, you really don't need to suppress your cultivation." Han Muye's voice came out.

Li Yungang, who landed outside the main hall, showed a blush on his face.

"Hmph, not bad, I can learn a little trick from that fellow Spirit Sword."

"Boy, you have good understanding."

"I'll come back in three days."

Without giving Han Muye a chance to speak, Li Yungang flew away directly.

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

Just now, he tried a sword with Li Yungang.

The effect is good.

The Spirit Sword Golden Immortal unleashed his sword in the City of Burying Immortals, and the sword traversed countless thousands of miles, and the gathering of strength lasted for as long as a day.

With such a sword, the power contained in it disintegrates, allowing Han Muye to gain a lot.

In one month, he went from losing after 30,000 swords to finally winning after 10,000 swords.

Then gather the meaning of a sword, and condense a sword that belongs to him.

Just now, Li Yungang suppressed his cultivation, and his combat power at the same level was completely helpless to fight back under this sword.

This sword is considered accomplished.

Looking at it this way, it's not bad to have a powerful sword fairy from the Golden Immortal Realm try his hand.

After a while, Zuo Baichou, Zhao Chen and the others came to the main hall.

They all saw the scene of Han Muye blasting Li Yungang out with a sword, so they dared not come to the main hall until Li Yungang left.

"The city lord's swordsmanship is superb, even that senior Jinxian can defeat him." Xie Chaoyan bowed and whispered joyfully.

Han Muye is a disciple of Immortal Venerable, the master of their Mo Luo clan, he is naturally happy to see Han Muye's strength.

"That's right, brother Han, your swordsmanship is too good, that old man knocked brother Zhulong down with one strike." Zhao Chen also looked at Han Muye in amazement, his face full of admiration.

Chen Zhulong fought with Li Yungang?

Also, this Ivy Sword Immortal is a guy who wants to try if he meets a master.

But Chen Zhulong will never be unable to catch Li Yungang's sword.

Thinking about it, he didn't want to be entangled by this Ivy Sword Immortal.

Zuo Baichou and others reported various affairs in Yunlan City for this month, and then sent a bunch of jade slips.

In a big city with tens of millions of people, all kinds of information accumulated in a month are innumerable.

Han Muye looked at the pile of jade slips, but didn't take them over.

"These things are handled by you." He waved his hand, looking at Zhang Zhenbiao, Zuo Baichou and others.

"I only need to deal with the threat of those strong men to Yunlan City. As for the affairs in the city, you should take care of it."

Bitterness flashed across everyone's faces.

But in the eyes, there is a smile clearly.

This is Han Muye's trust in them.

Among the forces in the practice world, the division of labor has always been like this.

The strong are responsible for the practice and are responsible for settling down.

Others deal with all the miscellaneous matters to ensure a safe environment for practicing.

Like Yunlan City at this time, Han Muye didn't need to care about the affairs of the city at all.

He just needs to be invincible.

"City Lord, before Senior Qianzhen returned to Dongyuan City, he left this letter and said it was for you."

Zhang Zhenbiao took out a letter.

Han Muye took it, and saw that it was written by Zhao Pingyu, the message about exploring the senior formation together.

When Zhao Pingyu agreed to come to Yunlan City to set up formations, it was because Han Muye promised him that he would accompany him to explore the relics of the senior formations.

Looking at the letter, Han Muye's expression changed.

"Okay, when I invited Senior Qianzheng to come to Yunlan City to set up a large formation to protect the city, I promised him the conditions, and now I should honor it."

"Well, I'll go to Dongyuan City tomorrow."

By leaving Yunlan City, you can avoid Li Yungang's challenge, right?

Han Muye was about to leave Yunlan City, Zuo Baichou and the others looked at each other, hurriedly reported some important matters at hand, and asked those who were undecided.

After everyone finished discussing and left, Han Muye just tapped his fingertips, and a few golden runes flew out of the hall.

After a while, Qin Zhaoyuan, who was wearing a green robe, stepped into the hall.

The sixth master of Thunder Thief has not fully recovered from his injuries, but his complexion is much better than before.

"City Lord, are you going to Bitter Immortal Territory?" Qin Zhaoyuan bowed to Han Muye, a look of hope flashed on his face.

Han Muye nodded and said, "I'm going to go, but there are still some things to do."

"You go to Bitter Immortal Realm first, and when I get things done, I'll go look for you."

He looked up and looked outside the hall, and Chen Zhulong, who was wearing a brocade robe, had arrived.

"Haha, Chen Mou has seen the invincible city lord, the city lord is mighty, and conquered the strong Jinxian with one sword."

Chen Zhulong spoke loudly with a smile on his face.

If it wasn't for the fact that Chen Zhulong had the blood of the Torch Dragon, and his combat power was absolutely tyrannical, Han Muye would have believed what he said.

"Senior Chen, I have been immersed in business for a long time, and sometimes I can deceive myself." Han Muye looked at Chen Zhulong who walked into the hall, and said softly.

The voice fell, and a golden aura exploded directly from his body.

Above the hall, the thunder light shines!

Kui Niu blood!

The power of the Great Defense Array instantly covered the main hall of the city lord, isolating the inside and outside of the city lord's mansion.

The golden thunder pressed down on Chen Zhulong, who was standing at the entrance of the main hall.

Qin Zhaoyuan's face was full of surprise, and he took a step back.

Chen Zhulong's expression remained unchanged, and a vast and mysterious aura rose from his body, causing a blue-gray halo outside his body to block the lightning.

But since the power of thunder has fallen, it will not be so simple.

Han Muye let out a low shout, and the thunder in the hall turned into a golden long sword and slashed down.

"boom--"

The halo around Chen Zhulong's body was cut off, and the sword condensed by thunder light stabbed towards the center of his eyebrows.

The power of this sword is condensed and magnificent.

Qin Zhaoyuan, who was standing beside him, surged with the blood of the Ziyang Lion, and clenched his fists.

In his opinion, Han Muye clearly wanted to kill Chen Zhulong in front of him with a sword.

Is it because the Zhulong Trading Company sells creatures from the Bitter Immortal Domain?

"Good swordsmanship!"

Chen Zhulong gave a low drink, looked at the sword between the eyebrows, took a step back, and then a golden flame condensed between his eyes.

The fire of the candle dragon, the flames of the sky!

The instant the flames rose, a golden-red bird stuck its head out from behind Han Muye.

The flame turned into a short knife and collided with Han Muye's Lightning Sword.

"Thorn-"

The sword light broke through the flames, moved forward one more point, and suddenly dissipated as Chen Zhulong's expression changed.

Chen Zhulong clenched his fists and stared at Han Muye without speaking.

The businessman's aura on him has dissipated, and his body is full of the aura of a wild beast that devours people.

This vast power made Qin Zhaoyuan on the side feel that he didn't dare to look directly, and the power of his blood was trembling.

"Master Qin's injury hasn't healed yet. Senior Chen should be more restrained."

Han Muye waved his hand, the shadow of the Kui Niu disappeared behind him, and the golden fire fell on his shoulders, staring at Chen Zhulong, and there were traces of flames flashing in his agile eyes.

Chen Zhulong looked at Jin Huo with a strange look in his eyes.

His aura slowly dissipated.

"Senior Chen is right, my swordsmanship is stronger than the power of blood."

Han Muye stood at the top and looked at Chen Zhulong.

A sword repair is a sword repair.

Minor in other, after all, or sword repair.

Chen Zhulong nodded.

"The city master's swordsmanship is divine—"

Before he could finish speaking, Han Muye suddenly said, "If I handed you all the transactions in the city regarding the living beings in the Bitter Immortal Domain, what would you do?"

Life trade in Bitter Immortal Domain!

Chen Zhulong trembled, and the originally restrained power burst out instantly.

"Roar--"

A low roar came out, and behind Chen Zhulong, a three-headed candle dragon phantom appeared.

This is the shock of the mood, and the power of the bloodline is not suppressed before it is revealed.

It can be seen how much Han Muye's words touched Chen Zhulong.

"Why?" Chen Zhulong stared into Han Muye's eyes and said in a low voice.

Qin Zhaoyuan on the side also looked at Han Muye.

In the wasteland, this business is a way to make money.

Most cities will never give this business to people.

More powers control several trade routes by themselves, and even organize people to participate in them.

Han Muye now said that he would give Chen Zhulong the transaction about the creatures in the Bitter Immortal Domain in the city. What is the calculation?

"The Bitter Immortal Territory is both a bitter land for the human race and a bitter land for the monster race. It is already bitter, so why are they still fighting each other?" Han Muye shook his head, his aura restrained, and his expression revealed a hint of complexity.

He has been thinking about it since he came back from the Exchange Square.

But he knew that with his own power, it would be a drop in the bucket for the creatures in the Bitter Immortal Territory.

He might be able to rescue all the creatures that were sold on the trading square in the city, and then what?

Afterwards, the number of caravans in Yunlan City was greatly reduced, and this business was done elsewhere.

It's that simple.

He Han Muye was invincible with the sword in his hand.

But how many people can he save?

Looking at Han Muye, the shadow of the candle dragon behind Chen Zhulong slowly dissipated.

After a moment of silence, he said in a low voice, "Then I don't know if the city lord will give me the business, what are the requirements?"

Although Han Muye only said a few words, Chen Zhulong could already feel that he really wanted to help those living beings in the Bitter Immortal Realm.

"The place of trade is moved outside the city, no blood, bones and bones can be traded, only contracts can be signed."

After a pause, Han Muye raised his hand, and a golden talisman appeared in his palm.

Immortal energy is poured into the talisman, and there are golden patterns on it.

The complexity of this pattern is dazzling.

Chen Zhulong and Qin Zhaoyuan both turned their attention to the rune and watched it carefully.

"Soul, imprint?"

Chen Zhulong frowned and looked at Han Muye.

"Is this imprint intended to enslave the monster race and monsters?"

From this imprint, it can be perceived that if this imprint can be pressed in the soul of the monster race, it can be tamed.

Is this a means to completely enslave the monster race?

Qin Zhaoyuan also had a strange expression on his face, he looked at Han Muye and didn't speak.

With such a method, is it helping the Yaozu, or is it trying to destroy the Yaozu?

"As far as I know, among the thirty-six prefectures of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm, the two prefectures occupied by the Kuxian Territory are not rich, and the power of the Immortal Demon King has not yet reached the point where it can compete with other sects."

"But the Yaozu has not been destroyed, and it has even become the troubles of the major sects. It seems unreasonable?"

Han Muye spoke softly.

A gleam flashed in Chen Zhulong's eyes, but he didn't answer his words.

"Actually, for a long time, the biggest threat to the monster clan in the Kuxian Domain has never been the Iron Armored War Gate, which has the most borders with it, nor the Tianyao Gate, which has the blood of the monster clan."

Han Muye turned his gaze to Chen Zhulong: "It's not even a sword cultivator."

"Daomen uses the blood of the monster race to refine alchemy, and the Blood War Sect uses the monster race to sharpen themselves and kill countless people."

"The real enemies of Kuxianyu are them, right?"

Jin Huo poked his head out from behind Han Muye, and a gloomy halo of flames radiated from his body.

The fire bird seemed to understand Han Muye's words, but he didn't seem to understand anything.

Chen Zhulong's eyes flickered, he looked at Jin Huo, and then at Han Muye.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan, shouldn't you say that the real enemies in the Kuxian Realm are those big demon kings?"

"These big demon kings are constantly fighting, which is what really makes the monster clan creatures uneasy."

This time, the turmoil in the Kuxian Territory was caused by the two big demon kings fighting for each other, causing all parties to fight.

Han Muye shook his head: "The monster race's nature is like this, it's just a means of survival by natural selection."

"What we can do is try to keep as many lives alive as possible."

Han Muye's words silenced the hall again.

Whether it's Qin Zhaoyuan or Chen Zhulong, all three of them have the power of the monster blood.

For Yaozu, they are close.

But the predicament of the monster clan in Kuxianyu, their strength, can't do anything at all.

Even Zhulong Commercial Bank and Yunlan City rely on this business to make a fortune.

"Can you guarantee that this talisman will not become the source of disaster for the extermination of the monster clan?" Chen Zhulong looked at the golden talisman again and said in a low voice.

He was moved.

If there can be a contract talisman that binds the human race and the monster race monsters, then the monster race will suffer a lot less casualties.

Just like what Han Muye said, the ones who really hurt the monster race and monsters are those from the Taoist sect and the bloody battle sect.

If the living monsters are more effective than the dead ones, those monsters will have a greater chance of survival.

"This talisman is the transformation of the imprint of the soul, and it needs to be agreed by both parties to the contract."

"Although this talisman is dominated by one side, the strength and spirit of the two parties have been blended for a long time. If one party falls, the other party will also be injured."

Han Muye raised his hand and tapped the talisman to decipher the runes in it.

The combination of the soul and the power of the blood of the body triggers the combination of the power of the monster race and the power of the human race.

The role of the Yaozu is no longer the material for refining alchemy, but a real partner, a contract who can trust life and death.

Talismans are actually not that complicated.

Han Muye also borrowed the means of many talismans in the mundane world, coupled with his own understanding of the power of blood and the power of the soul, to develop this contract talisman.

In the process of researching this talisman, he was also touched by the imprinting method of the huge group of gold-splitting ants connecting souls and spirits.

"Om—"

A rune appeared in front of Chen Zhulong.

He raised his hand to press the talisman he had drawn, and closed his eyes slightly.

The surge of power emanating from the talisman was no different from what Han Muye said.

Perhaps, if this talisman is passed on, it can provide a chance for the monster clan in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm to gain more chances of survival?

"Okay, I promise you." Chen Zhulong's body surged with power far beyond the realm of celestial beings.

It wasn't until this moment that he revealed his true strength.

This is not about showing off and threatening, but about being honest.

Qin Zhaoyuan's eyes flickered and he lowered his head slightly.

The cultivation of the big shopkeeper of Zhulong Trading Company is so strong that it has surpassed his perception.

Golden Immortal strong.

The top cultivation in the fairy world, but wandered in the wilderness, with the little monks.

"As long as Yunlan City can continue to provide shelter for the monster race, I will build the dragon firm, and I will be Chen Zhulong." Chen Zhulong was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Tianyaomen and the Tenglong leader of the Kuxianyu will all form allies with you."

Chen Zhulong's words made Qin Zhaoyuan's eyes widen, who was familiar with Kuxianyu and all forces.

That's all for Zhulong Trading Company, but Tianyaomen is the only sect in the Fuyu Immortal Realm, and Tenglongling is a force that can compete with the Immortal Demon King in the Bitter Immortal Realm.

Chen Zhulong was able to represent so many great forces and directly form an alliance with Yunlan City!

Looking at Chen Zhulong, Qin Zhaoyuan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

The Thunder Pirates have been in the Kuxian Domain for countless years, but they don't know the intricate entanglements behind the Zhulong Trading Company.

It seems that there are more secrets that they don't know about the Bitter Immortal Realm.

The thunder and robbers will not be wronged if they lose.

"Don't worry, as a sword cultivator, I will never regret what I say." Han Muye spoke with a calm expression.

Words are like swords, and swords come out without regret.

Chen Zhulong smiled.

"Qin Liuye, you can go with Zhulong Trading Company when you go to Kuxianyu." Han Muye looked at Qin Zhaoyuan and said.

Qin Zhaoyuan cupped his hands towards Chen Zhulong.

Chen Zhulong looked at him and said, "It's not difficult."

After the matter was finalized, the two walked out of the hall, and seeing the door of the hall behind them closed, Chen Zhulong said, "Do you want to rescue the other thunder robbers?"

Qin Zhaoyuan nodded and said, "Brothers, don't give up."

Chen Zhulong didn't speak again, walked a few steps forward, and suddenly stopped: "The city lord is going too?"

Qin Zhaoyuan didn't answer.

But no answer is required.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan is really a character." Chen Zhulong whispered, and with a movement, he stepped out of the City Lord's Mansion.

Qin Zhaoyuan looked back at the main hall, and walked out.

"Good boy, is this trying to get rid of this deity?" Li Yungang, who was holding a wine glass in a restaurant in the distance, snorted coldly, took out a big wine gourd, and threw it on the table.

"Fill this gourd for me, I'm going on a long trip."

Hearing what he said, the shopkeeper who reached out to catch the gourd collapsed, and said with a bitter face: "Old Ancestor, you fill this gourd full, and it's not enough to put all the wine in the city..."

...

Outside Dongyuan City, in front of Dongyuan Mountain, Han Muye, dressed in a green robe and carrying two swords, stood in front of the Maoting Pavilion.

Zhao Pingyu, who was wearing a gossip robe, was smiling.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan, you really believe in people."

Han Muye cupped his hands, nodded and said, "Senior Qianzhen, are we leaving now?"

Hearing his words, Zhao Pingyu shook his head and said softly: "No hurry, let me move this Dongyuan Mountain together first."