Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

The Mora family is under the command of the Celestial Immortals.

In the mortal world, the powerhouse who severely injured Guan Dongyun, the head of the Xuanling Sword Sect's Xuntian Temple, and finally fell, was Zhu Ling from the Moruo clan.

And Han Muye is the direct descendant of Immortal Venerable, the young master who received the Immortal Venerable inheritance.

Naturally, the entire Mora clan will worship Han Muye as the young master.

When Han Muye was planning a trip to Immortal World, Zhu Ling informed about the gathering place of the Moro clan in Immortal World, as well as various means of communication.

The Mora clan are good at changing and hiding.

However, the major forces have been wary of the Moruo family for a long time, and they will not have the opportunity to mingle with the high-level.

On the contrary, it is the small forces of various parties, and among many low-level cultivators, there are the figures of the Moruo clan.

In Yunlan Town, Han Muye had already sent a message to the Moruo family through the secret method that Zhu Ling told him.

Now, finally got a response.

"Xie Chaoyan of Yulu Commercial Bank in Luming City has met Young Master Han." Entering the attic was a middle-aged 40-year-old wearing a green robe with a respectful smile on his face.

Seeing Han Muye, the middle-aged man's eyes flickered with golden light, and then he lowered his head.

Han Muye waved his hand, and Zhang Zhenbiao and others exited the attic.

"Master Han, I, Yulu Commercial Firm, are very interested in your Yunlan Town. I hope to cooperate with you in the future. You know, my Yulu Commercial Firm is one of the best in Luming City."

Before Xie Chaoyan finished speaking, he stopped.

Between Han Muye's fingers standing in front of him, a golden talisman slowly spun.

In this talisman, there is a hint of golden black halo.

"I'm also very interested in the Moro family."

Han Muye's words made Xie Chaoyan's expression change, and the golden light in his eyes suddenly burst out, falling towards Han Muye as a hood.

The spirit attack method of the Mora clan.

This golden light has the power to shatter the soul of a semi-sage.

It was only this golden light that started, and the golden talisman in Han Muye's hand had turned into a streamer and appeared above his head.

The golden talisman rotates, revealing a dark light, like a dark bat, spreading four wings of light.

This appearance is clearly the wings behind Zhu Ling's back.

In the Moro clan, the number of wings is a symbol of identity and blood.

Most of the Mora tribe have no wings, but with a pair of wings, they are pure and noble bloodlines.

The two pairs of wings are already the royal family in the Moro clan, and they are the purest group of blood.

It is said that there are three pairs of wings, but it is only a legend among the Mora clan.

"buzz"

With the talisman on the head, the expression on Xie Chaoyan's face changed, and finally turned into a submissive, and the golden light in his eyes also dissipated.

His original appearance of middle-aged forty has also begun to change, and there are three purple magic lines on his forehead.

Among the wingless Moruo clansmen, there are three Heavenly Devil patterns, which means that Cultivation Base is at least in the realm of immortals and gods, and the bloodline is already considered noble.

"Duanmu Taye of the Moruo clan has seen your honor." Xie Chaoyan is just a pseudonym of the human race, and the real name of the Moruo clan should be Duanmu Taye.

The golden talisman in Han Muye's hand represents the identity of Zhu Ling, a strong man of the Moruo clan with two pairs of wings.

Zhu Ling's status in the Moruo clan was extremely noble, and he was second only to the elders who suppressed and held the authority of the Moruo clan.

It was enough for Han Muye to borrow his identity.

As for the successor of Immortal Venerable, the young master of Moro, it is better not to publicize it.

Zhu Ling told Han Muye that people's hearts would change, and after leaving Immortal World for so long, Zhu Ling himself could not guarantee that the Moruo family would still be so loyal.

"Duanmu treads the night." Han Muye nodded, took back the golden talisman, and the atmosphere in the attic returned to normal.

"In the future, the transactions between Luming City and Yunlan Town will be handed over to you."

Han Muye looked at Xie Chaoyan and said, "Is it okay?"

Xie Chaoyan hurriedly bowed and said, "This subordinate understands."

Han Muye does not need to be of great use to the existence of the Mora clan.

As long as his sword is sharp enough, he can solve all problems.

"I want to stand on the Yunteng Wasteland, build a city on the wasteland, and go to the Immortal Domain."

There was a trace of solemn majesty on Han Muye, which made Xie Chaoyan completely unable to look directly.

"I want you to send me all the information without fail."

intelligence.

Although Han Muye can get information through various swords, it is impossible to be as timely and comprehensive as the Mora clan who wandered around the Immortal World.

The biggest reason for recruiting the Moro clan this time is for information.

The Yunteng Wasteland is hundreds of millions of miles in diameter, and there is also a vast and boundless Immortal Domain.

Without enough information, it is really impossible to move.

The Mora clan spread across the Immortal World, and they control unimaginable information and resources.

"This subordinate will go back to collect information from all parties, and leave a tribe in Yunlan Town in the future." After a pause, Xie Chaoyan said solemnly: "In the future, this subordinate will sit in Yunlan Town in person."

Quite a smart guy.

When he went out, he saw Zhang Zhenbiao again, his enthusiastic appearance made Zhang Zhenbiao a little stunned.

Is this also my own?

With the addition of Yulu Commercial Bank behind Xie Chaoyan, the prosperity of the entire Yunlan Town has increased visibly to the naked eye.

In two months, eight large caravans arrived, three of which were stationed in Yunlan Town for one reason or another, and even announced that they would come often in the future.

The big caravan immediately attracted immortal cultivators from thousands of miles around.

Various transactions have caused the number of immortal cultivators in Yunlan Town to surge, and there are nearly 500,000 people in one fell swoop.

Coupled with the millions of green wolves wandering around, this town has become a small town.

"It's not easy to build a city on the wasteland." When Han Muye summoned Zhang Zhenbiao and Xie Chaoyan to discuss building a city, Xie Chaoyan, who often walked on the wasteland, spoke in a low voice.

"First, to build a city, you need countless resources. There is no shortage of soil and rocks in the wasteland, but the wood and various spiritual materials needed to build a city are not easy to collect."

This is telling the truth.

There are no decent forests in the wasteland, and you need to collect enough wood slowly.

Also, to build a city where the cultivators live, of course, various formations must be set up. The formation base requires a huge amount of spiritual materials, and it is not possible to gather them all at once.

"Also, after the city is built, formation masters who are proficient in formation are needed to set up moat formations, which is also a big expense."

"Just an ordinary defensive formation, the consumption is no less than a spiritual treasure."

Everyone knows the wear and tear of formation.

In the Immortal World, the real masters of formation are all in the hands of the big forces, and there are also strong formations in the wasteland, but it is rare that they can really set up a city defense formation.

Xie Chaoyan's words made Zuo Baichou and the others nodded slightly.

Zuo Baichou and Zhao Chen were born in Shang Dao, and they paid more attention to the exchange of gains and losses and interests.

A big city can accumulate resources countless times faster than a small town.

But the resources it takes to build a big city can be a headache.

"You don't have to worry about the materials and resources for building the city. I have already planned on setting up the formation."

Han Muye waved his hand and looked at everyone: "What I need you to do now is to spread the news that I want to build a city."

It's that simple?

Until he walked out of the attic, Zhao Chen was still a little lost.

"Han Dage wants to use his own resources to build the city?"

"This kind of wear and tear is probably not too small for him, right?"

Although I don't know what kind of wealth Han Muye has, the cost of building a city will definitely make Dongxu Celestial Immortals bankrupt. "Is there any other way to build a city on the wasteland?" Zuo Baichou, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Xie Chaoyan.

Xie Chaoyan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."

There is another way to build a city on the wasteland.

In the attic, Han Muye's eyes fell on the light curtain in front of him.

The light curtain reflected a map of 100,000 miles and 200,000 miles around Yunlan Town, which was densely packed and full of light spots.

"There is another way to build a city on the wasteland." Han Muye pointed his finger on the light curtain against the nearest light spot in Yunlan Town: "Grab it."

grab.

This is the most direct and quickest way.

Han Muye moved and walked out of the attic.

"Senior Brother Zhang Zhenbiao, gather the disciples, and after a quarter of an hour, we will rush to Zhulin Town."

Han Muye's voice came.

A look of joy flashed across Zhang Zhenbiao's face, and nodded, "I understand."

Zuo Baichou and the others looked at each other.

really.

What Xie Chaoyan said just now was to rob.

A quarter of an hour later, a hundred-zhang flying boat floated into the air and flew away in the northeast direction.

The speed of this flying boat is not very fast, and it was only three hours before it crossed 30,000 miles and stopped in front of a town similar to Yunlan Town.

This town is not as prosperous as the current Yunlan Town.

"Bamboo Forest Town is similar to the original Yunlan Town, and there is no actual controller." On the deck, there was a Daoist named Chuan Qian.

He was a strong person in Yunlan Town at the beginning, and he had the semi-sacred peak Cultivation Base. Before Han Muye didn't control Yunlan Town, he was also a master in Yunlan Town.

Chuanqian Daoist knows the situation around Yunlan Town very well.

"Senior Brother Han, do you want to go in directly?" Sword intent surged on Zhang Zhenbiao, who retracted the boat and walked off the deck.

The last time he went straight into Yunlan Town, he and the sword cultivators behind him had a good fight.

"I'll go take a look with Daoist Chuanqian first."

Han Muye's eyes fell on the mottled attic, and said softly, "It's a pity that it was broken."

This made everyone behind him grin.

Also, these will be moved to Yunlan Town in the future and become part of Yunlan Town.

Chuan Qian Daoist led Han Muye into the town, which looked a little cold.

Normally, Yunlan Town had already attracted the surrounding immortal cultivators. There are naturally fewer people in other places.

Chuanqian Daoist also had several acquaintances in Zhulin Town. When he led Han Muye to find it, these half-sage and Saint Realm cultivators were a little surprised.

They all thought that Chuanqian Daoist had been beheaded.

Chuanqian Daoist stepped forward and whispered a few words, and the expressions on the faces of the four immortal cultivators changed.

"Master Han, we recognize your strength, but if you want me to merge Zhulin Town into Yunlan Town, we can't be the master."

An old-looking cultivator with a long blue-grey beard cupped hands towards Han Muye.

"There is a bamboo forest in the northwest of the town. This bamboo forest is the origin of the town, and within the bamboo forest is the real controller of this town."

As the closest town to Yunlan Town, Zhulin Town of course knows about the changes in Yunlan Town.

Han Muye killed the big demon Celestial Immortals, and the blue wolf head is still hanging on the city wall of Yunlan Town.

Now that Han Muye came to Zhulin Town in person, of course he couldn't stop him.

But as the old man said, Zhulin Town still has the real controller behind it.

In fact, it is not control. Bamboo Forest Town itself is built on that piece of bamboo forest.

The strong man hidden in the bamboo forest doesn't care about the town's affairs.

But to demolish this town and transport it all to Yunlan Town, I am afraid that the strong man will need to nod.

Han Muye looked up to the northwest of Zhulin Town, with a deep halo in his eyes: "Then I will visit this senior."

The voice fell, and he had already flew up.

"boom"

Sword Ray appeared, and a hundred zhang Sword Ray headed towards the green bamboo forest ten miles away.

This bamboo forest is not big, it only covers an area of ​​one mile in total, and there is a wall of green tiles and white walls to block it.

Han Muye's sword evoked the sound of wind and thunder, as if the wind was torn apart.

Everyone in the town looked up and saw that Sword Ray's face changed color.

"This is the arrival of the Sword Immortal Powerhouse!"

"Going straight to the bamboo forest, do you know that there are strong people living in seclusion in the bamboo forest?"

"Perhaps, this is the enemy of this reclusive powerhouse?"

It's none of their business, there are many more immortal cultivators watching the fun than those who really care about the cause.

For countless years, I have only heard that there are strong people living in seclusion in the bamboo forest, but I have never really seen a shot.

Many people are also curious, whether this strong man in the bamboo forest can resist the magnificent sword in the sky.

"buzz"

When the long sword flew above his head, the bamboo forest vibrated, triggering a vortex of Immortal Qi that turned blue.

"Formation, no, it should be the gathering of the power of the soul." Han Muye's eyes fell on the bamboo forest, watching the halo rising in the bamboo forest, blocking the long sword layer by layer.

Sword Ray and the cyan immortal light Tackle, the long sword that can kill Supreme's peak with one blow, stopped at the top of a swaying bamboo forest.

In the bamboo forest, it seems that every green bamboo is shaking, and immortal light is intertwined on every bamboo leaf.

"Good trick."

Han Muye, who came with the sword, opened his mouth.

Raising his hand, the sword shadow of Baizhang dissipated, leaving only a long sword in his palm.

"Good swordsmanship."

In the bamboo forest in front, an old voice sounded, and then the bamboo forest shook, and a straight path appeared out of thin air.

The power of space is also mixed with a trace of divine soul power.

Even, there is formation.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, staring straight ahead.

"Fellow daoist, let's talk." The old voice sounded again.

Han Muye stepped out and landed on the bluestone path, heading straight for the deep bamboo forest.

Tree-lined trail, winding path leads to seclusion.

The golden bamboo poles, the green bamboo leaves, and the green bamboos beside the trail look extremely elegant.

Han Muye walked to the depths of the bamboo forest. In front of a stone table, an old man wearing a green Taoist robe did not look up, but just pointed his finger on the chessboard on the stone table in front of him.

"Little friend, let's talk about a game?" The old man smiled and placed a dark chess piece on the chessboard.

Han Muye walked to the stone table and his eyes fell on the chessboard.

On the criss-crossing golden lines, there is a halo that makes people fascinated.

Han Muye didn't go to get the chess piece, the long sword in his hand slammed down, and the stone table shattered.

The Black chess piece was split in half by the long sword, and then shattered into a halo of interlaced black and white, covering Han Muye's entire body.

"I would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo."

A black and white halo shrouded, Han Muye slowly pointed forward the sword in his hand.

"Fleshless Bamboo is based on the growth condition of devouring the soul and body of the soul. The ten thousand bamboo poles here may have devoured millions of souls, right?"

"I dug your roots, and I'll see how many bones are buried in the ground."