Time flies, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

It is not worth mentioning for cultivators, but for the Tang Dynasty, after ten years of development, the foundation is strong, which is far from being comparable to the founding of the country.

Nearly half of the thirteen states in the southern region belong to the territory of the Tang Dynasty, with more than 100 county seats, more than 1,000 county seats, and tens of thousands of town towns. There are 50 million mortal people under its jurisdiction, who have no worries about food and clothing, and live a prosperous life, and all the people return to their hearts.

Establish a country with a sect. The dynasty grew stronger, and so did the Wumen. Recruit talents, all rivers converge. From the initial medicinal poison peak lineage of five hundred disciples, plus three thousand people from the Li family in Nanling...... Today, there are 100,000 disciples of the Wumen, effectively imitating the dual cultivation of immortals and witches, and there are also mortals who have entered the Tao, blood contract demon pets, and become powerful totem warriors.

Eight words to describe, prosperous and prosperous, everyone is like a dragon.

It is the 10th anniversary of the founding of the country. In Chang'an City, every household is lit up with lights and beaming. In the inner courtyard of the palace, in front of the main hall, wolves rode in formation, and eagles rode in circles. More than 1,000 young sorcerers are all totem warriors who were selected from among mortal children and cultivated back then. Together with their demon pets, they are about to go to all sides of the Tang Dynasty to exercise the heavy responsibilities that sorcerers have to shoulder.

On a high platform. The Tang Emperor is in the center, the Holy Maiden of Wumen is on the left, and the queen of the country is on the right. The three of them faced the square in front of the palace, looking at these energetic young sorcerers, and they all had warm smiles on their faces.

"From now on, you will be going to all parties!"

Ten years of emperor, long on the throne. Li Shifang's words were low, and he looked forward to Shengwei: "I hope that you and others will abide by the three laws of witches, walk the world in the name of witches, and help the common people!"

"Bully, kill!"

"Traitor, kill!"

"Those who don't keep their hearts, kill!"

"The sky is above, the earth is below, and the people who live in it, and the name of the person who stands up to the sky and the earth is called Wu!"

Thousands of Wumen disciples, thousands of totem warriors, and thousands of Tang Emperors walked all over the world, kneeling three times and knocking nine times, shouting in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live!"

There were also discordant voices. Standing directly in front of him, a young man with big eyes and a beautiful face clenched his fists and shouted at the high platform: "Little Aunt Saint, long live!"

Suddenly, the originally solemn and solemn atmosphere was disturbed. There was a burst of laughter.

"It's this little guy again!" said the holy Maiden, who was angry and amused. The scene of the thin and timid boy who was thin and timid came to mind when he saw the monster for the first time and was scared to pee, hugging his legs and shouting for help. After that, he cultivated successfully, cast a red tripod in his body, and contracted a demon pet with a golden striped winged tiger, becoming one of the few Tianjiao wizards of the younger generation of Wumen.

"I remember you! Qi Yongsheng!

Li Shifang was also amused, pointed at the young man, laughed and teased: "You kid don't sell all day long to please the saint, come up with something practical, if you can become a Ziding warrior, no matter which girl you fancie, I promise to personally go to the door to talk to the matchmaker!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The man named Qi Yongsheng was extremely excited, and when he shouted thanks, his eyes looked at the holy Maiden Ah Li, and his face was full of heat.

Ah Li can naturally feel it. I was quite helpless in my heart, and shook my head secretly.

"Red tripod does have the possibility of transforming black tripod and purple tripod...... But the odds are even slimmer than if I survived the catastrophe!"

"Your Majesty teased you, you still take it seriously...... Silly boy!"

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Shan.

Located in Jinju, it is connected to the wasteland and covers an area of hundreds of thousands of miles. There are spiritual veins inside, monsters are rampant, and heaven and earth elixirs are nurtured. There are monks all year round. Look for chance.

A streamer of light escaped high in the sky. Closing his gaze, he could see a young monk, covered in blood and embarrassed. Not far behind him, there were four monks who harnessed the retreat and chased after him. Looking at their clothes, it was as if they were from the same family.

"Mu Haiyang, hand over the Dan Fu and spare you from death!"

There was a shouting voice behind him. Mu Haiyang's face was full of anger after hearing this, his ancestor fell to the mountain back then, and followed the clues left behind, inviting several fellow disciples to join forces to find his grandfather's relics. The progress was going very well, but when he found his grandfather's remains and obtained the storage artifact, several of his fellow disciples who were usually friends turned against him and suddenly launched an attack, wanting to put him to death and swallow the treasure alone.

"Don't think about it!" Mu Haiyang snorted. Even if he dies, it won't be cheap for these wolf-hearted guys.

Desperately fleeing. As long as you escape from the mountain, you have a chance to survive. But he was not lightly injured by the sneak attack before, and he chased after him tightly, so he couldn't swallow the pill for treatment at all. It's the end of the crossbow.

Sou!

There was a shrill whistling sound behind him. Turning his head forward, an arrow shot like lightning. Mu Haiyang only had time to bless the natal talisman treasure and sacrifice a defensive shield.

Rumble!

With a loud bang. Mu Haiyang was like a kite with a broken string, falling straight from the sky.

Consciousness is still awake. There was a sharp pain all over the body. The true element in the body is even more depleted. Mu Haiyang couldn't control his falling body at all, and watched himself smash into the craggy mountain rock.

Call!

An invisible force surged in. When he was about to crash into the mountain rock, he was shattered. Wrapped around his body, he landed on a flat ground.

Panting. Enduring the pain all over his body, Mu Haiyang struggled to get up, and as far as his eyes could see, three zhang away, a burly man was setting up firewood and grilling the thighs of unknown demon beasts.

The smell of meat is tangy. It's appetizing to smell.

"Do you want to have some?" The man looked at Mu Haiyang with a smile and stretched out his hand to make an inviting gesture.

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking the air is approaching. Mu Haiyang's face changed, and he shouted at the man: "Fellow Daoist, go away!"

"Where are you going!"

Sarcastic words full of murderous intent rang out. Four monks appeared in mid-air, all of them had a foundation building and cultivation, and with a combined formation, they firmly locked on Mu Haiyang, including the man who was barbeconging.

Kill people and seize treasures! Kill the same door, and the attack must be clean and neat, and no hidden dangers can be left, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble.

"Look at your clothes, you are all the real people of Jinju Dayan Sect!"

"If you are the same family, why do you want to kill each other?"

The man asked curiously. Unaware that he had been targeted.

"They want to take away the Dan Fu left by my grandfather and kill me!" Mu Haiyang realized that this man had an extraordinary background, endured the pain all over his body, approached the past, and described the situation in detail.

The four Great Yan Sect foundation building real people in mid-air also noticed that this man was a little strange. did not make a move immediately, but used secret techniques to probe the opponent's Dao cultivation.

"The foundation is complete!"

"This person is a bit difficult, but he must not let it go...... Let's join forces!"

The figures of the four are uncertain. Flags fell from the sky and were planted around. Mu Haiyang was also born in the Great Yan Sect, so he naturally knew the intentions of these guys, and hurriedly warned him.

"They are in the cross-river formation of the cloth iron cable! Once this formation is completed, it will be difficult for Jin Dan to get out...... Friends of the Tao, let's go!

After hearing this, the man smiled playfully, and was still roasting meat in a hurry. and also cut off a few large pieces and threw them to Mu Haiyang.

"Eat meat first!"

The man looked at the four people who were busy arranging the formation, and said lightly: "As for them...... It can't be the climate!"

The other party is so determined. Mu Haiyang thought about it, held the piece of meat and took a big bite of it. For him, the big deal is death. It's not bad to be a full ghost.

It's just that...... It's a lot of trouble for this fellow Daoist!

"Formation!"

"Kill—"

It's just a few breaths. The four Great Yan Sect foundation building real people in mid-air have already joined forces to complete the formation. One by one, their confidence increased greatly, and they immediately urged the magic circle, conjuring up thick chains, strangled from all directions.

Finished!

Mu Haiyang is well aware of the power of this array. Falling in the array, the four Zhuji real people joined forces to bless, and they could have the strong power to strangle the early stage of Jindan. And the Taoist friend in front of him still ignored it, holding the roasted demon beast legs, and munched on it.

Call!

When the thick chains are strangled together. When Mu Haiyang closed his eyes and waited for death, he didn't wait for the expected death to come. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the thick chains were as stagnant as if they were still.

Not only that, but the four guys in mid-air were like chains, their bodies stagnant, and they couldn't move. There were horrified expressions on their faces.

"You kid looks pleasing to the eye!"

"Come, I'll invite you to a bowl of wine!"

The man's heroic words sounded. At first glance, the porcelain bowl is very ordinary, and it is flying. The bowl contains an amber liquor, which has a fragrant aroma and an intoxicating smell.

Mu Haiyang was a little stunned and took a small sip. Suddenly, a warm current appeared in his body, and the originally depleted True Yuan was instantly filled, and even the injuries on his body were all recovered.

Expert!

He reacted that he had met a senior master. Hurriedly knelt on the ground and bowed.

"Drinking this bowl of wine is good for you!"

The man threw away the gnawed legs, clapped his hands, and stood up. Looking up at the four people in the air, he muttered to himself: "You guys, it's a waste of resources to stay in the world...... It's better to complete this seat, and it can be regarded as a worthy death!"

Between the words, I saw this person stretch out his hand towards the air and press it from afar.

Falling in Mu Haiyang's eyes, a gray cyclone like a black hole bloomed in the palm of this palm, containing supreme power, and shrouded away.

In the blink of an eye!

The four Zhuji real people didn't even let out a scream, they were already gone, their flesh and bones turned into powder, and they dissipated with the wind.

Demon Cultivator!

Mu Haiyang was stunned. His body trembled unconsciously. This kind of devouring monk method is definitely a strange method of demon cultivation.

"With good thoughts, the devil is also an immortal...... On the contrary, if you have evil thoughts in your heart, immortals are also demons!"

The man seemed to see through Mu Haiyang's thoughts, turned his head, and said with a smile: "The method cultivated by this seat is not immortal or demonic, but witch, witch of witch gate!"

Witch Gate!

Mu Haiyang had a trance.

"You kid is good, if the Great Yan Sect doesn't allow it, you can go to my witch sect to practice!"

The man's body shook, the space was agitated, and the figure began to become illusory, "When I go to Chang'an City, I can report the name of this seat...... Let's just say that Wang Baiyan recruited you to get started, all the procedures are simple, and you can also get the best cultivation resources!"

The voice remains, and this one is gone. In the same place, only Mu Haiyang was left, his face full of shock and disbelief.

Wang Baiyi! Wumen Master! Baiyuan Heavenly Monarch!

He didn't expect that the man who came to the rescue and invited him to drink wine and eat meat turned out to be a legendary figure in the minds of countless monks in the Southern Regions, and the head of the Wumen Sect to teach the Heavenly Monarch.

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