Empress: Living In The Mountains, My Daughter Praised Me As A God

After receiving the orders from the two ancestors, the two deputy sect leaders bowed their hands.

After taking out a map and finding the direction of Mount Nao'ao, it rose into the sky and turned into a stream of light before disappearing at Tianyimen.

Seeing this, Wei Chuankong nodded happily.

"Now... we are just waiting for good news. If these two boys can also get the peerless Divine Weapon, then our sect can expand further."

"Even... it is not impossible to enter the Central Territory in the future!"

Mei Qianhua nodded slightly and stroked his beard.

"Yes! But have you ever thought about a question, if Divine Weapon only gets a handful, should it be given to you or to me?"

Hearing this, Wei Chuankong was obviously stunned.

This seems...a big problem.

But obviously, no one is willing to give in. They still understand this truth as they can defeat Hong-level weapons in an instant, and the one who gets the Divine Weapon will win the world.

Mei Qianhua narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Of course you give it to me. Only with the Divine Weapon in our Weapon Sect can we develop the forging method. At worst, I will give you a desolate level treasure as compensation. What do you think?"

"We are brothers. If I hold a grasshopper on a rope, can I hold it just like you hold it?"

Wei Chuankong sneered again and again: "Hmph! No matter what, your wishful thinking has been heard in the Northern Territory. My Tianyi Sect is slightly stronger than your Qi Sect, so of course I have to control it!"

"You said we are brothers, shouldn't you give in to me?"

The two stared at each other, and the atmosphere gradually became heavier.

After a disagreement, they almost choked each other, and the Plastics Alliance instantly overturned.

At this time, the spy standing on the side spoke weakly.

"Well, since the two ancestors are brothers and are so insistent, then the disciple has spent a lot of money to find out the information. Look at this money... who will pay for it?"

Upon hearing this, the two people's expressions froze, and they decisively pointed at each other.

"Look for him! The Divine Weapon belongs to me, and the debt belongs to him! After all, good brothers cannot steal everything, they must leave something for each other!"

Spy:......

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Time passed in a blink of an eye.

Yang Feng, the leader of the Tianyi Sect, and Yu Hua, the leader of the Qi Sect, took a long flight with the sect-suppressing treasure and finally arrived at the Noble Mountain.

The two of them were flying in the air, their eyes constantly scanning below, their eyes sharp and sharp, like eagles.

When they saw clearly the overgrown weeds of Naomo Mountain, the two frowned.

Yang Feng complained a few words in dissatisfaction.

"Lao Yu, do you think our ancestors are sick? How could an expert come from these barren mountains? Ordinary people find it desolate, let alone an expert's place to live."

"Maybe it's the Soul-Suppressing Sect. They dug up an ancient tomb, and then spread false news to the outside world, saying that there was a mysterious strong man who used tiger skins to make coats!"

"Even if there are strong men around, wouldn't it be more appropriate for the ancestor to come to visit than us, the younger generation? After all, ginger is still hotter!"

Yang Feng didn't really believe in the fact that there were strong people in Naomo Mountain.

What is the difference between a remote place like the Southern Domain and a barbarian land in the eyes of other domains?

The strongest Martial Artist is just like that, how can he hide the master?

Yu Hua smiled bitterly: "Since it is the order of the ancestor, then let's look for it. Didn't you find it?"

"The air here... is much better than the air in the sect. At least you don't have to smell that disgusting smell of shit! If you smell my robe and my hands, it's fucking pickled!"

Yang Feng took a deep breath and found that there were indeed many trees here, but the air was also really fresh.

"Then go look for it and treat it as if it's out for paddling!"

After saying that, the two of them moved and flew around Naomo Mountain again.

After going around and around, not to mention the Cave Mansion, apart from wild animals and ordinary people who occasionally go into the mountains to hunt, I didn't see a single Martial Artist.

Just as the two were about to leave, Yu Hua's eyes were suddenly attracted by an inconspicuous small house halfway up the mountain.

"Wait a minute, Lao Yang, what do you think that is? There is a small courtyard in such a desolate place? If something goes wrong, there must be a monster!"

"And there seems to be a living person outside the yard, right? Come on, let's fly down carefully and take a look!"

After hearing Yu Hua's words, Yang Feng followed his gaze and saw a courtyard halfway up the mountain in the distance.

The two exchanged glances, then calmed down and carefully floated down, arriving not far from the yard and observing carefully.

In the yard, Chu Mo was holding a collar and an iron bone that he was polishing.

Standing next to him was a husky that was bouncing around and wagging its tail, looking very excited.

"Don't worry, Ergouzi. Don't worry. I built this for you. Are you still afraid that I will steal it from you?"

"If I don't grind the corners properly, what if the iron filings cut you? I don't have the money to take you to the vet."

Chu Mo pushed Erha away in disgust.

As a qualified dog owner, he understands that his dog needs a collar.

But Erha was full of energy, and it was obvious that an ordinary leather collar couldn't hold it. He was either banging his head against the iron stove or jumping around like crazy all day long.

So... Chu Mo spent a day building an iron one!

And named...Tight Hoop!

Looking at the simple iron collar in Chu Mo's hand, Bai Feng was so excited that he was so happy that he almost flew up!

A world-class baby...a tight hoop and an iron bone!

This prince will also have his own natal magic weapon, and there will be two of them!

This is a universe-level treasure. Among the three Great Monster clans in the far north, the strongest clan-suppressing treasure is just a Hong-level treasure. Compared with this collar, it is not even a little bit worse!

Even though...this circle is a bit ugly.

But as long as I take it back, I'm afraid dad... will cry and beg to take a look, right?

I, the prince of the Ice Wolf Clan, have to work so hard like a dog here and work so hard, and today I finally have my reward!

"Aow! Aow! Aow!"

Bai Feng was so excited that he roared!

Hearing the howling of the wolf, Chu Mo rolled his eyes and slapped the dog on the head.

"It is said that Erha and Wolf have the closest bloodline and the most similar appearance. It is indeed true!"

"Don't be so excited. Next time I will get you an iron chain and a three-piece suit! As the dog of my Chu Mo family, I can't be shabby!"

"Sigh... I don't know when that guy Lao Zhao came over. Last time he took my kitchen knife and promised to bring me wine, but there is no news yet!"

Chu Mo, who was addicted to alcohol, couldn't help but complained, scolding Zhao Dezhu a hundred and eighty thousand times in his heart.

The old man is so bad. He takes the baby and puts on his pants and forgets about him...

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Everything that happened in the yard was also seen by Yang Feng and Yu Hua, who were hiding in the sky.

The two of them had very good ears, and Chu Mo's whispers were all heard by them.

"Chu Mo? His surname is Chu? The senior the ancestor told us seems to be surnamed Chu! Could it be him?"

Yang Feng's heart skipped a beat and he asked doubtfully.

Yu Hua frowned and thought:

"This guy also mentioned Zhao Dezhu and said that the other party took his kitchen knife. The weapon Zhao Dezhu used last time was a kitchen knife, right? Remember I even mocked him a few times!"

"Hiss... You guessed it right, he should be the senior we are looking for!"

"It's just... the news says that he is not a super strong person? Why is the other party only at the level of Seventh Grade Martial Artist? And he also has a useless dog?"

The two looked at each other, their minds filled with doubts.

I don’t understand why a person who can take out a universe-level sword is a Seventh Grade scumbag, and why he lives in this remote mountain.

I couldn't help but murmur in my heart. I didn't understand it yet but didn't rush forward.

At this time, Yu Hua raised his eyebrows, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if he had thought of something.

"You think... could it be that this guy accidentally obtained the universe-level sword, but he didn't know what it was, and was finally deceived by Zhao Dezhu who was passing by?"

"Maybe Zhao Dezhu felt guilty, so he lied and said that he would bring him wine next time in exchange?"

"After he left, he staged a scene where he met a mysterious boss and presented him with a sword, in order to create an image for Zhenhun Sect to be backed by a super strong person, so that the world and other masters would not dare to think about his sword?"