Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

Hai Ziyi was suddenly regarded as a model by Han Yang, and she twisted her body unnaturally.

However, Xiao Feng and Si Qianyuan's eyes were bright and they asked in disbelief: "Can we really catch up with fellow Taoists from Shanghai?"

Xiao Feng merged with the way of hell and heaven.

Si Qianyuan was born into an ancient clan, also known as the Zhan clan.

The two of them were actually from extraordinary backgrounds.

But compared with Hai Ziyi who refines the strange fire, there is still a big gap.

How could we not be surprised when we heard Han Yang say that they had hope of competing with Hai Ziyi?

"It also depends on your luck."

Even Han Yang didn't stop talking.

As the saying goes, the master leads you in, and cultivation depends on the individual.

Han Yang can lead the way for them, but how high they can reach in the end depends on themselves.

"Thank you, Master!"

Xiao Feng prostrated himself on the ground in ecstasy.

After following Han Yang and seeing the most magnificent scenery in the world, how could they be content with being ordinary.

Being granted the title of marquis or even the title of king is no longer enough to satisfy them.

They want to go further!

Si Qianyuan also bowed gratefully.

Shen Fanxing and Shi Miaoyin were filled with envy.

It is a pity that they have now become feudal princes and cannot participate in the divine event. They can only look forward to it and sigh.

With Han Yang's words, the seven people were high-spirited and high-spirited.

Even without Han Yang's instructions, they all went to retreat one by one.

Even the drunken Li Xuanyu was stimulated by several other people and felt a sense of crisis.

If she was surpassed by others, how could she, the eldest sister... be embarrassed?

Practice!

Practice!

All six people happily went to retreat.

Shi Miaoyin and Shen Fanxing looked at Han Yang eagerly.

"You two just stabilize your realm. Being a lord is different from being a general. It doesn't end when your realm is raised. There are still many details that need to be controlled! Don't even think about continuing to climb for at least a few decades."

Shi Miaoyin and Shen Fanxing are only slightly more talented than Xiao Feng and Si Qianyuan.

Not as good as Hai Ziyi.

The title of marquis was originally their limit.

If you want to be promoted to the title of king, you need great luck.

Now that they have been forcibly promoted to the feudal class by Han Yang, if they want to be promoted to the feudal king, they also have to rely on their own efforts.

Han Yang's originally just comforting words made the two women's eyes light up when they heard them.

Don’t think about promotion for decades!

Doesn't that mean that they will have the opportunity to be promoted to king in a few decades?

They are not Xiao Feng or Si Qianyuan, and they don’t know how high the world is.

Being promoted to the title of king is enough for them.

Among the Marquis Divine Sect, at least one divine son or goddess will be born in every era, but only two or three times out of ten will become a Marquis.

To achieve the title of king is an extravagant hope that can only be encountered.

When they heard Han Yang's "motto", the two women immediately smiled and said, "I will obey Mr. Han's order!"

After that, the two of them ran to retreat while talking and laughing.

Han Yang shook his head with emotion.

Sometimes, being easily satisfied is a good thing.

I don’t know how many people end up in despair because of their greed for a higher realm.

All I can do is make it easier for those around me to reach the top.

As for how far they can go, it depends on their luck.

…

As the Hundred Battle Alliance descended on the Divine City, the situation calmed down.

No more battles started.

Even the Overwatch Hall has ceased its activities, and there will be no movement in the short term.

The person who was killed by Han Yang was also found to be not an assassin of the palace warrior. He had ulterior motives in contacting the Hundred Wars Alliance.

Apart from that, there is no more fighting!

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is an undercurrent surging beneath the calm.

The conflict between the Overwatch Palace and the Hundred Wars Alliance will not stop.

It was just put on hold for the time being because of the upcoming divine revelation event.

Seven days later.

Just when everyone thought that there would be no major changes before the divine event, a shocking news leaked out of the black market.

The master of the Demon King Palace of the Overwatch Palace encountered an undead evil spirit at the Baigui Mountain ruins. He was seriously injured and has disappeared.

As soon as the news came out, the city of God suddenly made huge waves.

Although there were rumors like this earlier, there has been no clear evidence.

But this time, there was the Great Emperor Talisman and the fragments of the immortal evil spirit.

All signs indicate that something has really happened to the Demon King Palace Master.

The city of God, which had just regained its calmness, once again made waves.

Even the lowest level of warriors felt the overwhelming pressure of the impending storm.

…

black market.

boom!

boom!

The bone-breaking knife severely chopped into a monster beast skeleton that was two feet in size.

Then the cook dismantled the monster into countless meat strips like an ox.

There are already many customers waiting around.

Seeing that the sword master had finished dismantling it, everyone rushed forward and quickly fought for all the bones and flesh of the monster beast.

"Master Yan's business is good. Monsters at the level of god generals are really popular."

A warrior, wrapped in a black robe, came to the stall and looked with a smile at the sword master who had already put away his sword and was crushing tobacco leaves and smoking his pipe.

The sword master glanced at the visitor and said angrily: "There is still more than a month before the exchange of information. Why are you here at this time?"

These words were spoken openly, but the surrounding guests seemed not to hear them. They held the bones and flesh of the monster beast they had just obtained and bitten them crazily.

It was as if the exchange between the two had never happened.

The man in black robe pressed his cloak, crushed a forbidden musical instrument, and then said through a message: "My master... wants your organization to confirm a piece of news."

The master swordsman had a sickly flushed face, admiring the guests with great interest as they tore apart the bones and flesh of monster beasts like ghosts starving to death, but still ignored the men in black robes.

The man in black robe was used to it, and he said to himself: "My master wants to know if something really happened to that person in the Territory Lord's Mansion."

"Um?"

The sword master narrowed his eyes and looked at the man in black robes in surprise: "Do you know what price you have to pay for these words?"

The man in black robe nodded, turned his palm, and a purple token appeared in his palm.

"Fan Xin Ling?! You are actually willing to use Fan Xin Ling in exchange?"

A flash of greed flashed in the sword master's eyes, and he even wanted to reach out to grab the purple token, but in the end he held back.

He was obviously worried about something.

The man in black robe flicked his fingers, and the purple token flew into the hands of the sword master, and said calmly: "No matter what the result is, this token belongs to you!"

The sword master's finger bones and joints clenched loudly, and a red light flashed in his eyes. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I'll take this business!"

The man in black robe nodded with satisfaction, turned and left.

Carefully putting away the Mortal Heart Token in his hand, the master swordsman looked at the retreating figure of the black-robed man and murmured to himself: "Who is behind this guy to be so generous? A Mortal Heart Token who can understand the way of the great emperor." , they were all used for trade!”

…

Buzz!

The teleportation array flashed with light.

After the man in black robe passed through seven or eight magic circles, he appeared outside a simple and crude wooden house.

"Owner!"

The man in black robe bowed to the wooden house and respectfully replied: "The people from the Shenbang accepted the order from Mortal Heart and agreed to send dead soldiers to explore the true status of the Territory Lord for us..."

There was silence in the cabin.

After a long time, the man in black robe bowed again, turned and left.

After he disappeared, there was a faint sound of strange laughter coming from the wooden house.

The voice was unruly and extremely harsh.