Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Stepping into the bitter Immortal Domain, Han Muye was shocked.

The boundless aura that hit his face made his whole body move with the power of his bloodlines.

The phantom of Kui Niu appeared and disappeared behind him.

Baxia's bloodline hidden deep in his body quietly stretched, absorbing a trace of the power of heaven and earth.

The power of heaven and earth in this bitter Immortal Domain has traces of ancient times.

how is this possible?

unless--

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

Unless this was the cave of a certain prehistoric power, and later fell here.

This can also explain why there are traces of prehistoric power here, and why there are so many demon clans here.

Ahead, there were flying Demonic Beasts intercepting, and Han Muye moved him away.

In the sky and the ground, Demonic Beasts can be seen everywhere.

There are also some monsters who have transformed into humanoids, with strong auras, and the monster light can be seen from a distance.

Following the guidance of the blood-colored aura, Han Muye flew away for five days and landed outside a large green city.

In the Immortal Domain, this big city is different from the Yunteng Wasteland. The whole city is like a cascading mountain, piled up layer by layer, up to ten thousand feet.

The green vegetation wraps the entire city, and the demon lights flicker from everywhere, making it extremely prosperous.

Outside the city where Han Muye landed, there was an endless caravan of caravans, all lining up to rush into the city.

People like Han Muye came and fell, and everyone was not surprised.

However, someone still said, "Where did it come from? Go to the back row."

Han Muye turned his head to look, and saw that the speaker was a four-armed man with a height of 20 feet, a green skin and a face like a toad.

The big man was carrying a large basket behind his back. The basket was full of gray-black ores, and looked extremely heavy.

Just looking at the size of the basket, it can also hold a ten thousand catty face up.

Behind the big man, there was a row of tall and sturdy bodies of similar appearance.

They are all carrying big bags.

"Blue sac?" Han Muye whispered.

The Blue Sacs are a lower race in the Immortal Domain, usually responsible for transporting ores.

Only higher than the enslavement status of those human races.

Coincidentally, Han Muye is a Terran.

So, this big blue-neck man dared to glare at Han Muye.

Seeing Han Muye looking up at himself, the big man snorted coldly, and one of his four arms stretched out and patted Han Muye on the head.

This strike, if it is solidified, Han Muye will definitely be incarnated flesh.

It's just that since Han Muye escaped from Yu Jianfei, how could he not even be able to pick up this strike?

He narrowed his eyes, and a golden Sword Ray flashed out.

"Thorn-"

Sword Ray swept away, and the outstretched arm of the blue sac man was directly chopped off, and the blue and black blood splattered on the ground.

This sword is fast, and everyone around me only looks at Sword Ray, and it brings out a puddle of blood.

"what--"

"Murder—"

"Cut the way—"

The big man with the broken arm froze all over, collapsed to the ground, and roared loudly.

Not far away, several figures flew away, hanging in the air.

Blue robe and black armor, with double horns on the head, holding a long spear, and stepping on a dark golden flywheel under his feet.

I don't know which big demon's private army this is, but it looks quite powerful.

"Who dares to kill the mining team of the Four Divinities Demon King?" The leading green-robed black armored army pointed the spear at Han Muye, and the demon light condensed on his body, turning into a black goat covered with moire. …

The other black armored soldiers also looked at Han Muye alertly.

Although the big man whose arm had been chopped off was trembling in pain, he could see that the corners of his mouth were grinning, and his face was proud of his success.

On the broken arm, blue silk sacs were like sutured needles and threads, which were connected to the shoulder wound.

It's just The next moment, the big man's face turned pale.

The green sac family's tried-and-tested method of rebirth from a severed limb has lost its effect!

The silk capsule on the broken arm couldn't even connect to the shoulder.

The golden sword shadows flickered on the shoulders, cutting off all the silk sacs.

This arm is really broken!

The mid-air leading general frowned and stared at Han Muye.

Bitter Immortal Domain is the territory of the demon clan, but it does not mean that there is no powerful human clan.

"Who the hell are you?"

The general drank lowly and pressed the spear in his hand, ready to form a formation to take down Han Muye.

Injuring the people of their mining team in person, this is a provocation to the demon king.

Watching the spears form, Han Muye narrowed his eyes, and in the palm of his hand, Sword Ray gathered.

At this moment, there was a low voice not far away: "Go away."

The sound turned into a golden thunder shadow, and the roar exploded, knocking the army generals ten feet away.

Qin Zhaoyuan, who was wearing a purple robe, stepped out and landed on Han Muye's side. Cupped hands whispered, "Qin Zhaoyuan has seen the city lord."

Han Muye came to the Immortal Domain according to the covenant, and he had to follow the covenant and serve Han Muye as the Lord.

As for helping to save people, and finding the remains of Immortal Monarch, that is another agreement.

"That's the caravan under the Four Divinities Demon Throne, doing drudgery."

"Since I have offended the city lord, then I will kill them." Qin Zhaoyuan stepped forward, and the purple light of thunder radiating from his body made those Qingsang people shiver.

The Cultivation Base and killing intent condensed on Qin Zhaoyuan's body can instantly turn them into ashes.

The domineering arrogance of Jinglei's Sixth Master Qin was fully revealed at this moment.

Bitter Immortal Domain, no rules.

The more you kill, the more ruthless is the rule.

Zidian, Thunder, and Gale all had the rules firmly in their hands.

"You don't have to do it, Master Liu." At this moment, a big man in black robe strode forward, holding a long knife in his hand, looking at the Qingsang people, and then raising the long knife, pointing at those who just got up Black Armor General.

"Go back and tell the Four Divinities Demon King that these smashes made the distinguished guests of my Dragon Building Business unhappy." The golden streamer gathered on the big man's long sword, and in the blink of an eye, there was a deep Killing intent.

"He should know what to do."

The big man's words changed the complexion of the black armored general. He nodded, not daring to stay where he was, and turned around and led the flywheel to walk away.

"Zhulong Trading Company!" Someone in the queue whispered.

"Zhulong Business is a big business that is rampant in the Immortal Domain. The Four Divinities Demon King may not dare to offend." The long-necked monster with four ears and four eyes whispered.

"You don't know this? A hundred years ago, the Demon King of Four Divinities offended a deacon shopkeeper of the Dragon Building Trading Company. He was hunted down by the Dragon Building Trading Company and almost fell directly." Someone around said grunted.

Those blue sac people were already trembling all over, not daring to raise their heads.

"Master Sword Immortal, Sixth Master, you don't need to pay attention to these ants, the Four Divinities Demon King will naturally give you an explanation." …

The black-robed man turned his head and bowed to Han Muye and Qin Zhaoyuan.

"My name is Du Qiang, and I am the current manager of the caravan."

"The shopkeeper has instructed that our lives will be handed over to Lord Jianxian this trip."

Du Qiang lowered his voice and spoke respectfully.

The alliance between Han Muye and Chen Zhulong is based on the immortal beings in the Immortal Domain of Yunlan City, and on that contract talisman. It can be said to be an unbreakable alliance.

It is normal for Chen Zhulong to be so respectful in front of Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded, looked around, and said, "Where is this, and what should I do next?"

Du Qiang winked at a few people behind him, and everyone dispersed the surrounding demon clan.

"Lord Sword Immortal, this is Wan Chong City, which is one of the thirty-two major cities in the Immortal Domain."

"There are not many cities in the bitter Immortal Domain, and most of them are still populated by demon tribes."

"Also, relying on a treasured place, a strong person is regarded as the demon king."

Du Qiang reported in a low voice, telling the information here.

The caravan of the Zhulong Trading Company had to stay in this big city for a few days before moving on to the next place.

Qin Zhaoyuan followed their caravan, first to hide their tracks, and secondly to use the power of the business to get more information.

Chen Zhulong has already explained that the firm will not interfere with Han Muye and the others, and will cooperate fully.

When necessary, the entire army will be annihilated.

"The army of the demon king Xiang Celestial Immortals is not far from here, so Wan Chong City is so busy now."

"The Celestial Immortals demon king has already occupied one of the two states in the Immortal Domain, and the other big demons can only unite to resist."

Du Qiang's expression was slightly solemn.

Xiang Celestial Immortals Demon King has a strong killing intent. If he really rules the entire Immortal Domain, all other races will be slaughtered.

Countless years of freedom of the bitter Immortal Domain will also be broken.

Although Zhulong Trading Company has not made it clear that it is opposed to the demon king Xiang Celestial Immortals, it has been helping other demon kings deliver various materials for so many years.

"It is said that the demon king of Celestial Immortals obtained an ancient treasure to double his combat power. Even the demon king of Celestial Immortals was seriously injured by Nirvana." Qin Zhaoyuan also said with a gloomy expression.

They were the Thunder Thieves who were defeated by the strong under the demon king of Celestial Immortals, and then came out with traitors, and finally collapsed, and even a few strong men fell.

Speaking of the three thieves of the bitter Immortal Domain, except for the rare purple lightning, Thunder and Gale have been defeated by the demon king Xiang Celestial Immortals, and they have no strength in the bitter Immortal Domain.

"Let's go to the city, let's talk about other things." Han Muye thought for a while and said.

Since you come to the Immortal Domain, you have to find the Immortal Monarch Relics before leaving.

As for the chaos in the Immortal Domain, you can't participate if you can.

"Okay, I have shipped 800,000 sets of half-Magic Treasures-level battle armor spears this time, which is enough for all parties to fight." Du Qiang showed pride on his face.

This is where their confidence lies.

Even the demon Wang Qiang dared to face it directly because they controlled a powerful armament.

This is what all parties in the bitter Immortal Domain need.

Sure enough, Du Qiang led Han Muye and the others straight into Wanchong City, and there was no one to stop them.

The city even sent a team of cavalry to escort the company's cart and enter the city directly.

Circling up the city, the vegetation on the city wall seems to have spirituality. …

Han Muye could see that once these cyan vines formed an array, their power was terrifying.

Walking along the avenue in the city, you can see many shops with all kinds of strange signs.

Unlike the human race shops, these shops did not display the goods, but left some soul marks on the signboards.

If you want to trade, you must enter the store and communicate with the owner.

Medicine Pill, weapons, all kinds of spiritual materials, the types of things sold in the shops here are much less than those in the big cities on the wasteland, let alone under the rule of the major Sects.

The name of the Immortal Domain is also derived from the unavailability of cultivation resources, which highlights the barrenness.

After all, for the demon clan, many resources are useless and will not be used.

There is no race in the world that can be as dexterous as a human race, and no race is as clever as a human race.

Any place, as long as the human race occupies it, can develop into a prosperous world.

Until the top of the big city, the caravan was arranged in a vast house.

Both Han Muye and Qin Zhaoyuan have a quiet courtyard.

Flying all the way, although Han Muye is not tired, he still closes Door Training first and organizes his own swordsmanship.

Obtaining Chen Mingjian's kendo inheritance, and fighting with the blood War Ancestor powerhouse, he gained a lot.

The extraction of various memories in the Guangqingyu Sword is enough for him to digest it well.

Another insight into the practice system of Immortal World allowed him to improve and optimize his own practice method and have a clear understanding.

When he left the customs, Du Qiang was already waiting outside the small courtyard.

Behind Du Qiang, followed by a tall man in black armor with four corners.

"Haha, this is the distinguished guest of Zhulong Trading Company?" The big man saw Han Muye walk out with a smile on his face, stretched out his hands, and strode up to meet him.

"As a guest of Zhulong Trading Company, he is also a guest of Four Divinities."

The big man wanted to hug Han Muye's arm, but was blocked by Sword Ray surging on Han Muye's body, and a trace of embarrassment flashed on his face.

"Lord Sword Immortal, this is the Demon King of Four Divinities."

Du Qiang stepped forward, bowed to Han Muye, and whispered.

The demon king, at least only the strong in the Void Transformation Realm, can rule one side, and is called the demon king.

As a virtual powerhouse, this guy is so diligent. I don't know if he was scared by the dragon building firm, or he is good at calculating.

At least for the vast majority of immortal cultivators, a demon king came to see him in person, as long as it was not a festival of life and death, he could skip it.

"Haha, what kind of demon king is not a demon king, brother Du, I don't like to hear what you say, brother." Niu Four Divinities saw Du Qiang's respectful appearance to Han Muye, his eyes rolled, and his face was full of smiles.

"The smashing of the green sacs made the distinguished guests unhappy, and I am also angry at Four Divinities." Niu Four Divinities clenched his fists with a look of righteous indignation.

He looked at Han Muye and grinned, "But I know that even if I killed those guys, the honored guests wouldn't care."

Saying that, he reached out and took out a small wooden box.

"Brother Du said that the distinguished guest is a master swordsman, and it happens that I have an ancient sword in my hand."

"I'm a rude person, I don't know how to use a sword, this thing is given to a distinguished guest as an apology."

The wooden box is not big, only three feet long.

The cyan and black lines reveal a hint of mystery.

Niu Four Divinities holds the wooden box in his hands and looks at Han Muye.

Du Qiang's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't seen this scene. …

Han Muye pondered for a moment, then said with a smile: "Okay, since it was a gift from the Four Divinities Demon King himself, Han will accept it."

He raised his hand to take the wooden box and lifted the blue-black lid to reveal a simple and heavy short sword more than two feet in it.

Although there is no immortal light on this sword, there are traces of immortal patterns that attract Sword intent.

The grade is not bad, at least the top-grade Magic Treasures, the half-ling treasure level.

Such treasures are nothing in the big wasteland, but in the Immortal Domain, they are already quite precious gifts.

Not to mention the few Qingnang people, even the lives of 10,000 Qingnang people can't compare to this ancient sword.

Han Muye somewhat understands why this Demon King of Four Divinities was able to escape even after being chased by Zhulong Trading Company, and resolved his grievances.

This guy is willing.

Niu Four Divinities didn't stay in Han Muye's courtyard for long, just invited Han Muye to sit on his site anytime, and then left with cupped hands with a smile.

"He knew that our caravan brought 800,000 soldiers and wanted to score a little."

Du Qiang watched Niu Four Divinities leave, and said in a low voice. Now that the demon king of Celestial Immortals is under pressure, only if his own strength and the combat power of his subordinates increase by one point, the odds of winning will be one point.

If you really lose, you will have more chips in your hands.

It doesn't matter how Du Qiang manages the transaction Han Muye, that is their Zhulong business.

There is something in that ancient sword, put it away first.

He's out, he has other things to do.

Walking out of the small courtyard alone, walking from the top floor of the city to the half-city position of 5,000 feet, Han Muye walked straight into a shop with a sign selling Medicine Pill.

"Hemolysis Pill is gone, but there are still a few Nagu Pills." An old voice came from the dimly lit shop.

Han Muye stood in front of the counter and looked at the shaggy old man who looked up.

The vigorous Sword intent on Han Muye made the old man frown slightly.

"Jianxiu..." The old man shook his head and muttered a few words.

"One of the powerhouses in the Immortal Domain, deacon Zhou Sheng, actually looks like this." Han Muye's expression did not change, and he opened his mouth.

His words caused Sword Ray to appear on the old man.

The Sword Ray disappeared in a flash, fell three feet in front of Han Muye, and backed away.

"Who told you about my identification mark?"

Looking at Han Muye, the old man's eyes showed a trace of laziness.

"Now the younger generation of Jianzong doesn't know how to respect the old and love the young?"

Respect the old and love the young?

When did the practice world have such rules?

What's more, the older these practitioners are, the more powerful they are.

Who dares to be disrespectful?

Han Muye shook his head, raised his hand, and took out his own identity token.

This token is half a finger long, and looks like a small blue-black sword, with a golden fairy pattern flowing on it.

Four Sword Rays disappeared in a flash.

Seeing the token, Zhou Sheng moved slightly, sitting up straight, with a golden halo in his eyes.

"Elite of the Four Temples, no wonder." Sword Ray converged on his body, and Zhou Sheng looked at Han Muye: "When did I have a genius like you among the younger generation of Sword Sect?"

Among the Xuanling Sword Sect, those who can have the status of the four halls at the same time are all absolute elites.

Especially the mysterious Zhan Shen Temple, only the kind of top geniuses who have no chance to step into it. …

"Tell me, what are you doing with Immortal Domain?" Zhou Sheng said, stood up, moved his waist, and murmured: "I'm most afraid that you guys will come, it will be bad if you come."

With a wave of his hand, the door of the shop closed, and then the scene changed into a green courtyard.

Walking straight to the stone table in the small courtyard and sitting down, Zhou Sheng took out a small drink Calabash, took a sip, and then looked at Han Muye.

"I've got a piece of news about the Immortal Monarch hoard, which may require the power of the Sect."

Han Muye's words caused Zhou Sheng, who had just taken a sip of wine, to blushed and coughed.

"Immortal Monarch, ahem, do the younger disciples have such a big heart now?" Zhou Sheng poured a few more sips, seeming to shock himself.

"Say, go on, and see what else can give the old man a headache." Zhou Sheng plugged the wine Calabash and looked up at Han Muye.

"I promised Qin Liuye, the Thunder Thief, that I would help him rescue the Thunder Thief."

Han Muye spoke calmly.

"Thunder thief?" Zhou Sheng straightened his body and stared, "Are you going to oppose the demon king Xiang Celestial Immortals?"

Han Muye didn't speak, the golden fire he hid behind his shoulder stuck his head out.

"Fuck, Phoenix..." Zhou Sheng shivered, subconsciously opened the Calabash, took another sip, and was shocked.

Han Muye shook his head, a blue light flashed in his hand, and a blue long sword appeared.

"Qingyu sword?" Zhou Sheng stood up, frowning.

"Xu Mingjian senior has fallen. I got this sword and I'm here to report." Han Muye let go of the hilt and spoke loudly.

A trace of regret flashed in Zhou Sheng's eyes, he nodded and said, "Back then, when the imprint of Senior Brother Xu's bloodline disappeared, we are all prepared."

Looking at the long sword, he sighed in a low voice: "I will wait for Jianxiu to cultivate for the first time, and it is better to die outside than to waste time."

His eyes returned to Han Muye, with a little more solemnity in his eyes.

"Don't worry, as long as you are a disciple of the Sword Sect, even if the Immortal Domain is going to be turned upside down, Sect will protect it."

"It's just that when Sect needs your help in the future, just remember Sect's affection."

Xuanling Sword Sect is an alliance of kendo practitioners. There is not much relationship between the disciples of master and apprentice, but more mutual support, relying on the power of Sect to obtain more resources.

After using Sect's resources, you will need to return it in the future.

In Sect, the more elite disciples, the more resources they can call.

Because the bigger the investment, the bigger the return.

As these elite disciples grow up, their own strength and influence are the accumulation of Sect's strength.

"it is good."

Han Muye put away the long sword and token, nodded towards Zhou Sheng, glanced at the wine Calabash in his hand, and turned to leave.

When he walked out of the courtyard, Zhou Sheng's originally upright body slackened.

He licked his lips and looked at the wine Calabash in his hand: "The wine is good wine, just a little less..."

"Not a lot, half of Yunlan City's wine is in this Calabash." Li Yungang, the head of the Zhantian Temple in a green robe, paced out.

"This guy is very refined. He probably knew I was coming when he smelled the wine." Shaking his head, Li Yungang also took out a Calabash wine and drank it, "I'm careless."

Zhou Sheng slapped his mouth and nodded, "Yunlan Sword Immortal, the Sword intent on this kid is quite strong." …

"However, is it really as tough as you said, even your hands are itchy?"

He tried it out just now, and it doesn't seem to be particularly strong.

"Itchy hands?" Li Yungang's eyes gleamed, and he lowered his voice: "In the past 30,000 years, there are not many guys who can make me chase challenges."

His words made Zhou Sheng smile, clapped his hands, moved his waist, and then stretched out his hand to break off the half-truncated branch from a dead tree beside him and waved it a few times.

"That's an interesting one, but don't get lost in the Immortal Domain."

"Just so, that guy in Xiangtian has been really noisy recently."

Speaking of this, he was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Li Yungang: "Is this guy here to suffer the Immortal Domain, or is it for Xiangtian?"

Li Yungang laughed, but he didn't answer. Calabash turned around and left with the wine.

Zhou Sheng glanced at his back, the wooden branch in his hand turned into a slender blue-black sword, and then leaned his back behind him.

With a mess of hair, he walked out of the small courtyard: "I'm going to go around, I always have to find a few helpers, and I have to say hello to all parties..."

...

Han Muye left Zhou Sheng's shop and did not go straight back to the small courtyard where he lived, but continued to walk under the city.

The higher the upper floors of this Wan Chong City, the neater and tidy they are, where the strong people live, and the more messy they are going down, with all the low-level monsters passing through.

Wan Chong City is a big city in the Immortal Domain, whether it is a monster or a human race, you can see it.

Han Muye's appearance as a sword-carrying human race immortal cultivator is not too outlandish to walk down the street.

It's just that most of the human race cultivators are messy, not as neat as Han Muye's, so people don't dare to approach.

"Hey, such a handsome human race, would you like to come and stay in my Chrysanthemum Building? Don't worry, Spirit Stones is enough." In a three-story pink pavilion, a coquettishly dressed female cultivator reached out to greet him.

156n.

"The skin is pretty good, I'm afraid it's a big monster who transformed into a shape, right?" On the opposite pavilion, there was a monster as big as a bucket, covered in black and blue, rubbing his hands, his eyes swirling around Han Muye.

Han Muye ignored these people and just walked fast.

He stopped in front of a quaint two-story building.

"Guest officer, my Tuling Pavilion's Qingshui Dufeiyin is a must, and there are also three spirits and four immortals, all of which are superb. Would you like to try it?"

In front of the small building, a horse-faced demon clan with a blue-green turban on his head approached him diligently.

Outside the small building, there is a strong aroma wafting.

Han Muye has had no appetite for years.

Taking a sip at this time, it was actually a little moved.

He nodded and followed the man into the small building, where he saw many tall monsters hunched over and feasting on them.

All kinds of meat are fragrant.

Han Muye walked into the small building, and no one looked up at him.

"Guest officer, it's more elegant upstairs." The horse-faced guy seemed to take it easy, and led Han Muye to the second floor.

Sure enough, no.

Sitting down at the wooden table by the window, Han Muye said, "All of your signature dishes will be served here."

The man hurriedly bowed and bowed happily, and then retreated downstairs.

Han Muye glanced at the other people on the second floor, and the two tall Terran cultivators on the opposite side nodded slightly towards him. …

On the other side, a mad cow with full mane and two humans with Monster Qi on their bodies sat opposite each other.

They turned their heads to look at Han Muye, but didn't say hello, just drinking and eating meat on their own.

Han Muye turned his head and looked out the window again. Monsters of all shapes and sizes were walking in and out of the street, shouting loudly.

This kind of exotic style is not interesting.

But after a while, a few guys brought up various dishes.

In the clear soup, there are smart whitebait swimming in the water. Take the bamboo faster, and the whitebait turns into a strong Immortal Qi and swims around.

This is the signature dish of Shimizu Tofei Yin.

Other dishes also have their own characteristics, color and flavor.

Han Muye ate a lot, which was rare, and just put down the bamboo fast.

At this time, the guests on the second floor had already changed a batch.

"Guest officer, how's the food?" The horse-faced guy who had been waiting by the stairs stepped forward with a smile on his face.

Han Muye nodded, raised his hand and took out a piece of Chinese Spirit Stones on the table, then said, "These dishes are somewhat similar to those in my hometown. Maybe help me find your chef. I'll ask a few questions."

A piece of Chinese Spirit Stones!

This table of dishes looks full of Immortal Qi, and if it is outside the bitter Immortal Domain, it may be worth ten cents Spirit Stones.

But in the Immortal Domain, up to five Spirit Stones will suffice.

Han Muye's generous shot made the guy tremble. He hurriedly picked up Spirit Stones and nodded, "I'll ask the chef to come over."

Han Muye nodded, and after waiting for a while, he saw a big man of the Qingniu tribe in a black robe with a bib tied around his waist, with a full face, walking upstairs.

The big man stared at the bull's eye, glanced around, grinned, and walked to Han Muye's table.

He was so tall and strong that he could only bow slightly.

"Guest officer, did you eat well?"

"I heard that your hometown is also in the Hulunbaier Prairie?"

Han Muye nodded, tapped his fingers on the table, and said softly, "That's the closest place to the sky, with blue sky and white clouds, which is unforgettable."

The big man of the Qingniu tribe's eyes fell on Han Muye's fingers, and there was a hint of solemnity in his big eyes.

"Indeed, the most important thing our family can't forget is our hometown grassland."

After he finished speaking, he grinned and said, "Well, it's really a fellow. In this way, you can leave a place. When I'm done working in this store, I'll bring some side dishes to find you for a drink."

Han Muye stood up, raised his hand and handed a Jade Slip, then walked downstairs.

When he came downstairs, the horse-faced guy came up to the big man of the Qingniu tribe and asked curiously, "Brother Dazhuang, do you still have such a rich fellow?"

Hearing his words, the big man grinned and crushed Jade Slip.

"What fellow, I've been suffering the Immortal Domain for three thousand years, I've long forgotten what the grassland looks like, and I just talked with him."

"Don't miss my share of Spirit Stones."

With his hands behind his back, the big man bowed and left.

The horse-faced guy shook his head, grunted a few words, put on a smiley face, and went to attract other guests.

Han Muye left the small building, did not stop in the lower city, and quickly returned to his own courtyard in the upper city.

A golden light curtain rose, he sat in Lotus Position, and took out the wooden box given by Niu Four Divinities.

"It's really interesting to buy caskets and return beads." He pressed his palm on the wooden box and whispered with a chuckle.

The golden fire behind him also flew down, standing on the wooden box and chirping softly. …

"This is the prehistoric Parasol Tree, the treasure of the tree genus that is as famous as the Tongtian and Fusang?"

Pressing the wooden box with his hand, a hint of cyan Immortal Qi surged in Han Muye's palm.

When Niu Four Divinities took out the wooden box, a message came from the golden fire hidden behind his shoulders.

For the Phoenix family, the prehistoric Parasol Tree is a very valuable treasure.

Back then, on the Yunchao Ridge in the western border of the Profound Sky World, it was said that there was a Parasol Tree.

Parasol Tree wood ignites to provide a fiery flame that will last for 10,000 years.

This flame both powers Phoenix Nirvana and spawns its own fiery powers.

Of course, this small piece in front of you is definitely not enough.

It's not bad to play with the golden fire.

Putting down the wooden box, Han Muye's eyes fell on the two-footed dagger in the wooden box.

Probe grips the hilt of the sword.

The dagger starts with a slightly heavy hand, and the hilt is rough, showing the ancient clumsiness.

"Kuraga-"

Pulling out a piece, it can be seen that the sword has a mysterious immortal pattern on its body.

Han Muye's eyes fell on the fairy pattern, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

Raising his hand, several golden sheets of paper appeared on the desktop.

Pass Celestial Immortals' legacy paper page.

Han Muye pointed his finger on the page, swiped a few immortal lights, and a golden fairy pattern emerged.

"It's not the immortal pattern, it is the divine pattern of the God Realm of Daluo Universe."

Holding the hilt slowly, Han Muye's eyes were silent, and the immortal light and Sword intent poured into the dagger.

"Let me see where this sword came from."

Sword intent was surging, and pictures flashed in his mind.

"Om-"

A soft sound.

The screen freezes.

"Senior brother?"

"Master said that if I come to Cover the Rain Immortal World, I will be able to see you when I see you. It's true."

A middle-aged Daoist wearing a green and yellow Taoist uniform with immortal light shining around him raised his head and said with a chuckle.

This Daoist, Han Muye has seen.

Five million years ago, when Immortal Venerable preached.