Chapter 590 Return to the Ordinary World (8k Chapter, Ask for Monthly Ticket for Subscription)

what is home

Han Muye knew that it wasn't the Jiuxuan Mountain in the western border of Tianxuan, nor the three-story sword pavilion.

Not the Nine Heavens and Earth, not the Imperial City.

In fact, it is not the small courtyard in the imperial city, Danyuan Pavilion.

Home is people.

It was those who walked with him back then.

Sixth Brother, Elder Gao Changgong, his own Junior Sister Mu, and the girl Zhihu.

At this moment, Han Muye suddenly understood what his cheap brother Lu Yuzhou was thinking.

Although practice is good, the world of mortals is even more splendid.

On the Yongding River outside the imperial city, there are women who are waiting for him every day in costumes.

Knowing that he was rapidly improving his cultivation base and obtaining treasures such as the Nine Yuan Pagoda, his state of mind fell a little bit.

But Han Muye didn't care.

Just falling madly for a moment, what's wrong?

This kind of missing is like a person.

Raising his hand, the nine-story golden pagoda in front of him turned into one.

Standing up slowly, the figure of a war puppet in golden armor emerged.

"You really don't want me to accompany you?" There was a hint of gold and iron in the voice of the war puppet.

"Your state is very strange, as if," after a pause, War Puppet whispered: "Just like when he left."

Han Muye smiled lightly and shook his head.

"I'm going to the mortal world, and no one can hurt me there anymore."

He is now a celestial immortal, and his soul and body are both in the golden fairy realm. If he stimulates his own combat power, even Da Luo can fight.

Over the years, he has killed many immortals indirectly.

Going to the mortal world with his current cultivation base, he naturally doesn't worry about any danger.

"The City of Immortal Burial is entrusted to you."

He nodded to the war puppet, and then walked out of the big tent.

"Brother, are you leaving the Immortal Burial City?" When Han Muye found Zhao Chen and told him that he was leaving temporarily, Zhao Chen was stunned.

"The Immortal Burial City is so prosperous now, big brother, can't you practice hard here?" Zhao Chen whispered incomprehensibly.

To be honest, he has never been so moist as he is now.

He, Zhao Chen, never dreamed that he could have so many resources in his hands, be able to be neither humble nor overbearing in front of those powerful sects, and even be invited as a guest of honor.

But he knew in his heart that all of this was given by his elder brother.

Without the title of Yunlan Sword Immortal, Zhao Chen is nothing.

Today he can do business with Zhao Shaodong, and tomorrow he can do business with Li Shaodong and Wang Shaodong.

Seeing that Han Muye seemed to have made up his mind, Zhao Chen gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, where are you going, I'll go with you."

Hearing his words, Han Muye shook his head, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder and said, "I'm going home to meet your sister-in-law, why are you taking me there?"

Zhao Chen was taken aback.

Han Muye smiled and handed him a golden badge, and said softly: "This is the same badge as the guarding elders, with this you can do business with all parties under the witness of Elder Ziyu and the others."

"If something happens, you call Senior Zhan Puppet to take action, and I will explain to him."

Patting the dull-faced Zhao Chen on the shoulder, Han Muye said lightly, "In the City of Burying Immortals, even if I'm not here, no one would dare to touch you."

It wasn't until Han Muye turned to go elsewhere that Zhao Chen rubbed his frozen face, and looked at the badge in his hand in disbelief.

"Brother has this badge in his hand, and it also allows me to summon war puppets at any time."

"Haha, it really happened this time."

Zhao Chen, who jumped so excitedly, was suddenly startled, and whispered to himself: "Sister-in-law?"

"No, I have to prepare a gift for this sister-in-law whom I haven't met. Also, will there be any nephews? How many?"

"What should I prepare?"

...

Han Muye walked to a completely new city, holding a wine gourd in his hand.

The white-haired Spirit Sword Golden Immortal moved and reached out to take the wine gourd in his hand.

Han Muye sat down at the top of the wall, Lingjian Jinxian opened the wine gourd and took a sip.

"Hey, what kind of wine is this? Why is it so dull?" Lingjian Jinxian showed disgust on his face.

"Sad wine." Han Muye said softly, "This was given to my senior sister by one of my senior brothers."

"Sad wine?" Lingjian Jinxian put the wine gourd up to his nose and smelled it, and took another sip.

"Isn't this wine just white water?" He muttered, shaking the wine gourd again.

"Sad wine, of course only those who are sad can drink it." Han Muye chuckled, and then said in a low voice, "Senior has never had a broken heart, so naturally he won't be able to drink the taste of this wine."

Hearing his words, Lingjian Jinxian was bewildered.

"sad?"

"Why are you sad?"

"I, I seem to be, I am a sword..."

"Senior, do you know where I come from?" Han Muye looked at the distant clouds, and said softly, "The place I came from is called the Profound Sky World, which is one side, the mortal world..."

Xijiang, Jiange.

Huang Laoliu, Lu Qingping.

Huang Zhihu, Mu Wan.

Those mortal worlds are wonderful.

In addition to life and death, there is also love and hatred.

It turns out that this world is not just about practicing, there are more happy and sad things.

"Is it really like this when people are alive?" The expression on Lingjian Jinxian's face became even more confused.

He brought the wine gourd to his mouth, took a sip, and muttered in a low voice: "This wine seems to have a bit of a smell..."

Han Muye stood up and said with a smile, "Senior, are you interested in going to the ordinary world to be a human?"

Be a human?

Lingjian Jinxian pondered, looking at the wine gourd in his hand.

"it is good."

He whispered, his figure moved, and it turned into a long sword, which landed on the sword box behind Han Muye.

"Boy, I'll go with you to the mortal world."

...

For Han Muye to leave the Immortal Burial City, Immortal Ziyu and the others were hesitant at first.

It can be seen that Han Muye's expression changed when he saw the spirit sword behind him.

"You want to be sharpened by the world of mortals, and then..." Immortal Ziyu looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded.

The reason is very real.

To subdue a spirit sword like this, one needs to truly experience the world of mortals with it.

In the eyes of several immortals, Han Muye wanted to leave the Immortal Burial City in order to gain the approval of the Spirit Sword Golden Immortal.

That would explain it clearly.

Even immortals like them are willing to spend thousands of years for this spirit sword.

Han Muye returned from the teleportation formation of the Immortal Burial City and the Xuanling Sword Sect. Before leaving, Zhao Chen stepped forward and insisted on giving him a storage bag, saying it was a gift for his eldest nephew.

Han Muye looked at it, he was very generous, the various treasures in the bag alone were worth 10,000 God Crystals.

Although Zhao Chen is in charge of the business of Burying Immortal City, Han Muye is the major shareholder, and he doesn't have many divine crystals in his hands.

Being able to take out 10,000 yuan as a gift is already cutting flesh.

Of course, 10,000 divine crystals, that is beyond the imagination of countless celestial elites.

One hundred divine crystals is enough to make those elites desperately.

Han Muye returned to Xuanling Sword Sect quietly, almost no one knew of his return.

But he was going to see the master of Jianzong, which was confessed by Immortal Ziyu.

Although he had stayed at the mountain gate of the Xuanling Sword Sect, he had never been to the main hall where the suzerain was.

He only found out the location of the Guangyuan Hall after quietly asking a few fellow sword cultivators.

In front of the vast and vast hall, there is a square with a radius of ten thousand zhang.

In front of the blue stone pillars in the square, there were many sword cultivators sitting around.

These stone pillars are one of the inheritance methods of Jianzong.

On the stone pillar, there are sword marks one after another. These sword marks were left by the senior sword cultivators. The younger sword cultivators felt the sword marks in front of the stone pillars, and realized the sword way hidden in them.

Han Muye did not stop in front of the stone pillar, but walked straight into the hall.

The Sword Sect disciple on duty in front of the main hall was just about to step forward to stop him, but suddenly his whole body shook, his eyes widened, and he bowed to get out of the way.

Han Muye walked into the hall, and saw an old man in a green robe standing in front of him with his hands behind his back.

"Han Muye has met the suzerain." Han Muye bowed his hands.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi, Han Muye." The old man turned around slowly, looked at Han Muye, and said with a light smile, "Junior brother, long time no see."

"boom--"

It was as if a bolt of lightning lit up in the hall, and the void in the entire hall changed.

In front of a thatched pavilion, an old man in a white robe and a jade crown sat cross-legged in front of a small case, with a stack of golden book pages in front of him.

"The deity preaches, there is no distinction between teaching and learning."

"The strong disciples of this Immortal Venerable have already achieved the position of Daluo Xianjun, but the weak ones—"

A voice came from the screen, and then, a domineering figure emerged.

This scene is the scene when Tongtian Immortal Venerable preached five hundred years ago.

In that sermon, Han Muye participated in it as a tyrant.

And for that sermon, Sect Master Jianzong was also there.

"The sword you used to split the futon was full of carnage, and the celestial light shone, so everyone thought you were a creature from some fairy world, and that you came from the prehistoric world."

Sect Master Jianzong looked at Han Muye with a look of regret on his face.

"No wonder the master chose you to be his successor. Your fate is so miraculous that I can't even imagine it."

"This seat is Zhang Guangyuan, you can call me Senior Brother Guangyuan."

Han Muye did not expect that the master of the Sword Sect would admit that he was his senior brother.

When he knew that the master of Jianzong was listening to the Taoism under the seat of Xianzun, he hesitated.

He was afraid that if his identity was found out, he would be hunted down.

He couldn't stop the interception and killing of a fairy.

"You think I should take your chance, don't you?" Seeing Han Muye's puzzled face, Jian Zongzong advocated Guangyuan chuckled.

"When you step into the realm of Xianjun, you will understand that chances are not enough to enter the realm of Xianzun."

Speaking of this, he waved his hand, looked at Han Muye and said, "Are you going to the mortal world?"

Han Muye nodded.

There is nothing to hide.

He now has the qualifications to run rampant in this fairy world.

Even if others know that he is from the ordinary world, they will not do anything to him.

Hiding his identity was just to avoid causing too much trouble.

"Don't pay too much attention to the inheritance of the immortal. I don't need to bear too much while I am practicing." Zhang Guangyuan laughed and waved his hand. The surrounding space dissipated and turned into the original hall.

"Senior brother is right." Han Muye clasped his hands.

"You can go to the mortal world, but don't forget the elite meeting." Zhang Guangyuan nodded, and said softly: "That's about the quota for the summit meeting."

In the most prosperous meeting, ten thousand worlds will compete for the top, among which the top ranked ones will be eligible to enter the God Realm.

And the sect and the fairy world behind it can also get opportunities.

It is said that this opportunity is related to the secret of being promoted to Immortal Venerable.

This was what Immortal Ziyu told Han Muye when he left the Immortal Burial City.

Immortal Ziyu also asked not to miss the elite meeting.

Of course, Han Muye would not refuse this matter, and he also wanted to see what Clash of Worlds was all about.

"Slaying the Temple, where the real elite powerhouses of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm are gathered, they are gathered together for the purpose of stepping into the God Realm."

"You have the identity of the Temple of God, and you will know more secrets of the fairy world in the future."

Zhang Guangyuan spoke in a low voice.

In the end, Han Muye's own cultivation base and level were not enough. Even if he already had a place in this Rain-covering Immortal Realm, he still couldn't get into the real high-level.

Unless one day he can have the combat power of a fairy with his own cultivation.

But what Zhang Guangyuan said, he already understood.

Kill God.

Not just because of the inheritance of Tongtian Immortal Venerable.

The protoss takes pleasure in enslaving the fairy world and suppressing the fairy world.

Everyone can clearly see the fate of Zhenyuan Immortal Realm.

And Zhenyuan Immortal World is not the first Immortal World destroyed by God Realm.

Not even the last one.

For the powerful immortals who have cultivated to the peak of the immortal world, stepping into the divine world and becoming an immortal master by their own means is the right way.

It is impossible for them to become servants of the Protoss.

Han Muye didn't stay in the hall for long, so he said goodbye.

When he walked out of the main hall, he saw the sword cultivators surrounded by those blue stone pillars cheering.

Obviously, something has been gained.

After passing by the stone pillar, Han Muye stopped.

He turned around and looked at a sword fairy in black robe standing beside the stone pillar.

The sword fairy also seemed to have sensed it, and turned around slowly, looking at Han Muye.

"It's you." The black-robed Sword Immortal looked at Han Muye, with a trace of surprise on his face, and then a smile: "You have come to the fairy world."

Han Muye nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Junior Han Muye, I have met Senior Xinghe."

Su Xinghe.

The suzerain of the Jiange once left a sword mark in the Jiange, and Han Muye confronted him over 300,000 years.

Su Xinghe sighed, and said softly: "I remember you fighting swords with me three thousand years ago, I didn't want to come to the fairy world so soon."

Three thousand years in the fairy world, three hundred thousand years in the mortal world.

He looked at Han Muye, and said, "Since you come to the fairyland, you must seize the opportunity to practice and stabilize the fairyland as soon as possible."

In his eyes, Han Muye's cultivation seemed a little unstable.

This is because Han Muye's mind has been unstable recently, and he deliberately let his obsession surge.

It's like some demons are surging.

It's just that there are demons in his heart so what, he has a sword in his heart, what demons can't be cut?

"Come on, brothers and sisters, this is my junior in the mortal world, I don't think I have come to the Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm." Su Xinghe laughed and turned to look at the people around him.

Hearing that Han Muye was Su Xinghe's junior, everyone greeted him with a smile, and some people took out some elixir and spiritual materials, saying it was a greeting gift.

These treasures, which are worth hundreds of thousands of immortal spirit stones, are not at a low level for the cultivators who first became immortals.

Su Xinghe smiled and asked Han Muye to accept the gift.

"Which temple can you worship in?"

"How many floors have you passed the entry trial?"

Su Xinghe has the demeanor of an elder and cares about Han Muye very much.

After all, he is a descendant of his own Jiange, and he has to take care of him when he comes to the Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm.

Su Xinghe's current cultivation base is already in the realm of refining the void. If he hadn't learned swordsmanship here, he would have already participated in the trial of the struggle between the two worlds.

"Also, Yunlan City is at its peak in the wasteland, and the Yunlan sword fairy Han Wudi is also a disciple of my sword sect. If you want to practice, you can go to Yunlan City in the wasteland."

Su Xinghe exhorted.

Just as Han Muye was about to speak, his expression changed suddenly.

"Om—"

There was a booming and cracking sound in the void.

A beam of sword light crossed the sky and landed towards the square.

The blazing light of the sword caused a drastic change in the expression of everyone in the square.

"Hurry up, this is the first sword in Zhantian Palace!" Su Xinghe whispered, reaching out his hand to pull Han Muye away.

But Han Muye didn't move at all, and shook his head lightly.

"Senior, this sword is aimed at me."

Su Xinghe was taken aback.

In front of him, Han Muye restrained his aura, then raised his hand and pulled out a long sword from the sword box behind him.

"I said before, senior, it's better not to suppress your cultivation."

"It's not enough to transform the void."

The voice is behind, and the sword light is in front.

The sword in Han Muye's hand turned into a blue streak, arousing the sparkle of the void world, colliding with the flying sword light.

"when--"

The long swords collided, and Li Yungang's sword flew out.

Han Muye already has the state of Void Transformation now, his spirit and body have entered the Golden Immortal state, and with the blessing of swordsmanship, even if he does not rely on the power of a war puppet, nor can Li Yungang, who suppresses his cultivation, be able to deal with it.

A sword knocked Li Yungang's sword into the air, Han Muye moved forward and stabbed forward with the sword in his hand.

Stab out a sword, and then the sword light gathers, turning into thousands of Taos, ten thousand Taos.

In the void, a figure rolled over several times in a rather embarrassing manner, and then smashed all the sword lights with a wave of his hand.

What was used was the power of the Golden Immortal Realm.

With a disheveled beard, Li Yun just landed on the square, looking at Han Muye like a monster.

"You boy, what a monster."

Su Xinghe who stood aside nodded.

The other people behind Su Xinghe looked blank.

Isn't this person Su Xinghe's junior?

How could even Li Yungang fight swords with him for the first time?

Moreover, it seems that Li Yungang lost the first seat?

"Senior, let's talk in another place." Han Muye shook his head, seeing eyes from all around, he moved and fled away.

Li Yungang and Su Xinghe all flew away after him.

"Here, isn't this guy Su Xinghe's junior?" Jian Xiu, who had given the gift before, showed a dazed look on his face.

"Yes, yes, but Su Xinghe's juniors can block Li Shouzuo's sword?" Some people shook their heads in confusion.

There are all kinds of strange things.

Han Muye and the others found a market where their disciples traded, and ordered some food and drinks in a restaurant.

"You are Yunlan Sword Immortal?"

Su Xinghe didn't dare to imagine that his own junior was the one who could stir up the situation in the fairy world.

"You still treat him like an ordinary junior?" Li Yungang laughed at the side.

Han Muye didn't hide anything either, and told about how he quietly came to the Immortal Realm, and by chance coincidentally challenged everywhere in the wasteland, and established Yunlan City.

In this kind of encounter, even Li Yungang, the head of Zhantian Temple, stared wide-eyed, exhaling luck.

There is really no one in the world who can rise like this.

Yunlan City, City of Burying Immortals, the most shining junior in the entire Rain-covering Immortal Realm, Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi, claims that he will surely become the existence of the fairy king of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm in the future.

In just a few years, which big sect doesn't envy Jianzong for having such disciples?

With the power of one person, the cultivation level of the entire Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm has been abruptly raised.

With the power of one person, everyone's views on sword repair have been changed for countless years.

Sword repair, is it poor?

You haven't seen how aggressive Yunlan Sword Immortal is!

"You want to return to the mortal world now?" Hearing Han Muye said that he wanted to return to the world of Xianyuan, Su Xinghe was a little dazed for a while.

He has not thought of that world for a long time.

That Nine Heavens and Earth, a world of endless creatures.

Walking through the Hualing Pond, he no longer had the feeling of Han Muye's fondness for the mundane world.

It's just that when he heard Han Muye's words at this time, he still had some strange emotions in his heart.

"To the mortal world?" Li Yungang changed his expression and said with a smile, "When will I go? I'll go to play too."

He was curious about Han Muye's background.

What kind of world would cultivate such characters.

Hearing that Li Yungang said that he would go to the ordinary world with Han Muye, Su Xinghe's heart moved.

Perhaps, there is an opportunity that I have not seen through?

"It just so happens that I'm fine, so I'll go back with you."

"Immortal Origin World, Jiange doesn't know if anyone still remembers me, Su Xinghe."

Su Xinghe laughed and sighed softly.

For the two tourists in front of him who wanted to accompany him to the mortal world, Han Muye did not refuse.

He handed over the position of returning to the mortal world to the two, and after an agreed time, he left the Xuanling Sword Sect directly.

He is going back to Yunlan City.

After all, Yunlan City is also one of his foundations in the Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm.

Even if there is the Immortal Burial City now, he will not abandon Yunlan City.

There are too many low-level immortal cultivators gathered in Yunlan City. They all have their own dreams and pin everything on this big city.

Han Muye turned to several teleportation arrays before arriving at Yunlan City.

It hasn't been seen for a few years, but the changes in Yunlan City can be described as earth-shaking.

Immortal cultivators from Zhenyuan Immortal Realm arrived, and the Immortal Monarch took over, making this big city the largest in the wilderness.

Tens of millions of immortal cultivators gather, and the land of thousands of miles is filled with immortal light.

Seen from above, the entire city is layered upon layers, like stars.

"Invincible City Lord." Seeing Han Muye goodbye, Zuo Baichou had a look of regret and annoyance.

"It would be great if I went with you to the City of Burying Immortals."

How could he have imagined that that boy Zhao Chen went to the City of Burying Immortals with the city lord, and suddenly became prosperous?

Now his reputation of Zuo Baichou may be a bit intimidating in the wasteland, but in the entire Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm, Zhao Shaodong is the one most valued by the high-level among the big sects.

If Zhao Shaodong missed a little bit, it would be enough to feed a big sect.

Compared with Zhao Chen's current reputation, his Zuo Baichou is actually inferior.

"It's all the same." Han Muye stretched out his hand and patted Zuo Baichou's shoulder, and said with a smile, "I'll leave Yunlan City to you, I don't worry."

Zuo Baichou straightened his body, nodded, and a trace of excitement flashed across his face.

This affirmative word made him feel mixed feelings.

It doesn't matter how outsiders see him, how they respect him, how they fear him.

As long as the person in front of him can truly trust himself, that's enough...

Zuo Baichou led Han Muye to walk around the city, introducing the layout of each place while walking.

The cities in various parts of the city are already huge in scale.

The trading of souls in the Bitter Immortal Realm outside the city is also different.

Zhulong Trading Company is driven by contract talismans, and the trading of souls is no longer what it used to be.

Nowadays, as long as the monster clans and monsters who are willing to accept the contract, they will be offered food and drink, waiting for a cultivator who can make a contract with them.

When encountering monsters in the wild, as long as they are not violent, the first thought of most immortal cultivators is not to kill them, but to make a contract.

It is said that a strong man who has contracted three monsters with one person has appeared in the wasteland, relying on the monsters to run rampant.

Some people even predicted that such a development would not take long before a new force would emerge.

Royal beast.

Even Tianyao Sect is now in-depth cooperation with Yunlan City to develop the practice of beast control.

When Han Muye came back, the powerful Xianjun who was sitting in the town also came to see him.

This immortal from Zhenyuan Immortal Realm is named Yutan Immortal, and his temperament is considered gentle.

Unlike Immortal Yang Yu and others in the Immortal Burial City, he stays here as a hostage, and to take care of those cultivators in the Zhenyuan Immortal Realm.

There are quite a few strong worshipers in Yunlan City.

There is one immortal monarch, three great Luos, and twelve golden immortals.

This scale is only worse than those few large ones.

In the wasteland, you can sweep.

Yunlan City has become the de facto overlord of the wasteland.

"City Lord, the Golden Fire Demon King came to ask." Zuo Baichou looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice, "Does the City Lord have any plans to take over the Realm of Bitter Immortals?"

Bitter Immortal Domain!

Han Muye's expression changed.

Bitter Immortal Territory is a place where monster races gather, and it has always been a place where all races are suppressed.

Although Jin Huo is the rebirth of the Phoenix Nirvana, in fact, it does not yet have the strength to rule the entire Bitter Immortal Realm.

But if Han Muye was willing to make a move, the situation might be different.

"Okay, I'll go see him." Han Muye nodded.

Kuxianyu occupies two states and is rich in resources.

If you can win the Kuxian Realm, then you will be able to advance and retreat in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm more freely.

Whether it is still attached to Jianzong, or it is a school of its own, there is a lot of room for manipulation.

After retreating from the crowd, Han Muye told Zuo Baichou that he was going to leave the Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm temporarily to travel elsewhere.

From Zuo Baichou's point of view, this is normal.

With Han Muye's cultivation and fighting strength, how could he stay in one place?

He must be challenging everywhere to sharpen his sword intent.

After handing over various ledgers to Han Muye for review, the two discussed the development of Yunlan City.

According to Han Muye's vision, as long as Jinhuo in Kuxianyu really has a unified heart, he will fully support it.

It's just that how to unify the Kuxian Domain under the attention and obstruction of all parties is still open to discussion.

Fortunately, there is no rush, it doesn't matter if this kind of thing goes on for thousands of years.

Before leaving, Han Muye left one hundred thousand divine crystals for Yunlan City.

These 100,000 divine crystals are enough for Zhao Qianzhen to upgrade the city's defense to a terrifying level.

Then he took various resources and fairy stones from the warehouse.

Although he doesn't like fairy stones, they are very useful in the mortal world.

According to what Zuo Baichou said, he was also troubled by the resources accumulated in the city.

Too much.

Han Muye took 300 billion fairy stones, and various other spiritual materials and medicines were also worth tens of billions.

It can be said that the current Han Muye is no second person in the Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm when it comes to his wealth.

After staying in Yunlan City for about ten days, Han Muye just left for the Kuxian Realm.

When he came to the realm of bitter immortals again, his perception was a little better.

Although the traces left by the previous army of the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King's rampage are still there, there are fewer chaotic battles between the parties.

Perhaps because of the role of the contract talisman, the human race entered the Kuxian Realm a lot more, and there were not as many killings as before.

Goodbye Jinhuo, he already looked like a handsome young man.

Dressed in white, with a sword behind his back, he looks like a swordsman.

"Father, I told Zuo Baichou that I will hand over the Territory of the Immortals to you." Jin Huo, who looked like a boy, spoke directly.

His cultivation seems to have reached the Golden Immortal realm, but in Han Muye's opinion, his strength is probably weaker, and it may be difficult to fully exert his combat power.

With this strength alone, it is impossible to gain a foothold in the realm of bitter immortals.

"No rush." ​​Han Muye waved his hand and took out a small box.

After receiving the small box, Jin Huo showed surprise on his face.

Inside this box are one hundred thousand divine crystals.

With these 100,000 divine crystals, he can not only stabilize his cultivation, but also improve a lot.

With Shenjing, many strong men can be recruited to follow.

Han Muye told Jin Huo to slowly develop his power and not rush to get ahead.

Those big sects of the human race would not want to see Kuxianyu unified so quickly.

After thinking about it, Han Muye took out another flame.

Xuantian Divine Fire, the flame in the Five Elements Divine Furnace.

The Five Elements Sacred Furnace was divided into five, and the flames in it were also taken out by Han Muye alone.

This Xuantian Divine Fire is an existence that can burn the heavens and the earth.

"Xuantian Divine Fire?" Jin Huo looked at the golden red flame in surprise, with a smile on his face: "Good thing."

He bluntly put away the flame, thought for a while, and spat out a pale golden bead.

"This is my Nirvana Fire. My adoptive father holds it and blends it with Xuantian Divine Fire, and there will be unexpected gains." Jin Huo smiled and handed the bead to Han Muye.

Leaving the Territory of Bitter Immortals, Han Muye didn't stop, and went straight across the wasteland.

"boom--"

There was a roaring sound above the sky, and the sword light pierced the sky and the earth.

On the wasteland, many immortal cultivators raised their heads with envious expressions on their faces.

A group of immortal cultivators in various robes gathered together, and when they looked up, they also had different expressions.

"Sword cultivator, maybe he is the strong man from Yunlan City?" An old man shook his head and said with emotion: "From the rise of Yunlan City, there are more and more sword cultivators in this wasteland."

Everyone else nodded.

"When Yunlan City is erected, our life will be easier." The middle-aged immortal cultivator on the opposite side smiled and said: "In the past, I couldn't earn a few fairy stones a year, but now I can get thirty to twenty thousand fairy stones with my eyes closed. "

These words made everyone laugh.

An old man sitting on the side raised his head and looked at the sword light with a complicated look on his face.

The sword cultivator who came to the fairy world with him at the beginning was just a disciple of the younger generation, but now he has become an existence beyond his reach.

Jia Wu, or the endless Tianzun, felt the oppressive feeling in his heart beyond words.

"Hey, Uncle Jia Wu, you are here."

Suddenly, a voice came.

Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, was not far away with a smile on his face.

When he was flying away, he sensed the immortal cultivator below and didn't care.

But the strange power emanating from Jia Wu's body aroused his perception.

I really didn't expect to see Jia Wu again after such a long time since stepping into the fairy world.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan!"

Seeing Han Muye, someone exclaimed.

Even if you haven't seen it, you must take a look at the phantom image of this legendary figure.

It would be a joke if you didn't recognize Sword Immortal Yunlan in the wasteland.

Jia Wu also saw the phantom image of Han Muye, and only after confirming it again and again did he know that the current Han Muye is Han Wudi, the Immortal of Yunlan Sword.

"Uncle Jia Wu, these are all your friends?" Han Muye smiled and cupped his hands, looking at Jia Wu with a hint of emotion on his face: "It's been a long time."

"Long time no see..." Jia Wu nodded, a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes.

"Uncle Jia, I want to go home, do you want to come with me?" Han Muye asked with a smile.

go home?

Jia Wu was stunned.

"Go home... good."

In the endless sea, there is his body.

He wanted to go back and have a look, and he also wanted to ask Han Muye if his path of cultivation was right.

Looking at Jia Wu who left side by side with Han Muye, those cultivators were all bewildered.

"Jia Wu, is he actually the elder of Yunlan Sword Immortal?" A middle-aged immortal cultivator holding the pass token of Yunlan City given by Han Muye whispered softly.

Everyone else looked at the token in his hand in surprise.

With this item, they can go to Yunlan City, and even settle down.

Han Muye and Jia Wufei escaped for several days, and finally came to the place where they traveled across the world.

At this moment, Li Yungang and Su Xinghe were waiting.

"Boundless Tianzun?" Su Xinghe saw Jia Wu, and smiled and said, "Aren't you hiding in the endless sea? Did you come to the fairyland quietly?"

"Jiange Pavilion Master Su." Jia Wu had heard Han Muye say that Su Xinghe was together before, so he was less surprised to see him now.

"Go, go, I want to see what the ordinary world looks like." Li Yungang muttered impatiently.

Han Muye smiled and took out a pale golden formation plate, infused with fairy spirit.

"Om—"

The fairy light enveloped the few of them, and when the fairy light disappeared, they were nowhere to be seen.

"Xianyuan World, finally, is back..."

Looking at the bright world in front of him, Han Muye whispered softly.