If Gao Zhenjie knew Zhang Han's true thoughts, he would definitely give himself a big mouth.

Zhang Han's mentality of being in a hurry to make a move was written on his face without concealing it.

At this time, not to mention 12 million real coins, even if 10 million is discounted, he will sell it without hesitation.

Now the transaction is too simple, but it makes Gao Zhenjie's heart beat a drum, he has carefully investigated the market before coming to Fulin.

Now the cost of registering a new sect is about 12 million real coins.

However, the registration procedure is very cumbersome, and the publicity time is also long, especially the guarantee letters of the three governing schools are quite difficult to handle.

Therefore, many declining sects or small sects that are not very well developed have become the preferred targets for some children of families to set up their own doors.

The market price of this kind of sect is generally between fifteen million and thirty million genuine coins, after all, many sects will have a premium for resources such as exercises and spiritual veins.

The reason why Gao Zhenjie chose Laifu Linmen first was mainly because although this sect is small, it has very old qualifications and is one of the founding sects of the Immortals League.

It stands to reason that such an ancient sect, even if it declines, the valuation will not be low, in fact, he is also ready for heavy bleeding.

But now that I saw the stars pouring out of Zhang Han's eyes, I suddenly felt that there was something boring.

Zhang Han didn't care so much, this was his best chance to get out, and regardless of what Gao Zhenjie was muttering, he asked directly: "You should have understood the sect transfer procedure, right?" ”

Gao Zhenjie did ask someone about the entire transfer process before he came, and replied: "I basically know, I need Zhang Daoyou to personally take the head token and go to the Immortals League to go through the change procedures at the Yueyang City branch." ”

Zhang Han said excitedly: "Then what are you waiting for, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, let's go to Yueyang City now!" ”

"This ......, Zhang Daoyou doesn't need to discuss it with the rest of your family?" Gao Zhenjie looked at the direction of Yu Yao's departure and reminded.

"No, I'm the head of the sect, I have the final say, Senior Sister Yu Yao has always cared about these things, and there is no one else in the sect except her."

Gao Zhenjie thought about it, as long as there was no problem with the procedure, there should be no risk in transferring the sect to hand.

After thinking about it, he stood up and said: "It seems that Zhang Daoyou is also a resolute person, so let's set off now." ”

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Coming out of Fulin Mountain, the two of them flew towards the north with Edgeworth.

Zhang Han stepped on the spirit sword, tried to balance his body, and flew crookedly in the air, not daring to be too fast.

Gao Zhenjie stepped on a glittering and expensive spirit sword at his feet, followed him closely, and asked a little strangely: "Zhang Daoyou is a beginner sword?" ”

"Yes, I just built the foundation a few days ago, and I'm not very proficient yet."

"That's right, but flying so low that it's easy for mortals to see, so let's fly higher."

Zhang Han blocked the wind with one arm, and said with a slight tremble: "No, I'm a little afraid of heights, let's fly up when I'm proficient." ”

Gao Zhenjie shook his head, and flew towards Gao until he disappeared into the sea of clouds.

The villagers of a village on the ground noticed the vision in the sky and fell to their knees.

It wasn't until Zhang Han's sword disappeared into the sky that they all breathed a sigh of relief and stood up tremblingly.

"Wow, that was an immortal just now, right?" A lean farmer exclaimed.

A white-bearded old man, surrounded by everyone, stroked his goatee, pointed to Fulin Mountain and said slowly: "There are rumors in the ancestors that there are immortals stationed in Fulin Mountain, but I didn't expect it to be true, old man, I have lived seventy and six, this is the first time I have seen it." ”

Oh, it turned out to be an immortal from Fulin Mountain, and the village chief was really well-informed.

The villagers talked for a while, and they agreed to choose a good day to go to Fulin Mountain to burn incense and worship the mountain.

According to Zhang Han's cultivation during the foundation building period, it would take at least ten days for the sword to fly to Yueyang City.

So the two of them are now destined for Lanfeng Town, which is not too far away.

Lanfeng Town is a gathering place for cultivators, and the entrance is on a cliff, which is difficult for mortals to approach, and there is a teleportation array to Yueyang City.

The first time he tried the long-distance sword, Zhang Han's ability to control the flying sword was still very insufficient, and he flew for about a stick of incense, his breathing was much heavier, and his true qi gradually ran out.

Just when he wanted to call Gao Zhenjie to go down and rest for a while, he suddenly found that a monk in front of him turned into a long rainbow and rushed towards him quickly.

Zhang Han hadn't reacted yet, and ——! The monk had already passed by him.

Phew——!

A strong wind almost blew him off the flying sword, and when he hurriedly stabilized his figure, he looked at Changhong who was leaving quickly and wanted to curse.

But he didn't dare to scold.

That monk just now didn't have an imperial sword, and he relied on his own true qi to fly, at least a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage.

This speed seems to be faster than his master, which means that the person who comes has at least a cultivation above the middle of the Yuan Infant Stage, and he really doesn't dare to provoke a small foundation building stage monk.

Moreover, the monk flies so low, and fast, and is too unscrupulous, and it seems that he is also the kind of person who is flamboyant and domineering, and this kind of person should not be provoked.

Gao Zhenjie found that the situation was wrong, and Edgeworth flew to Zhang Han's side.

The two watched as the monk's rainbow faded away until it became a small dot and vanished.

Zhang Han frowned slightly, realizing that this monk seemed to be flying towards Fulin Mountain.

"Zhang Daoyou is fine." Gao Zhenjie asked him.

He shook his head, "It's fine, but I need a break before I can go again." ”

Gao Zhenjie looked at the sky and estimated that it was still early, so he nodded and fell into the woods with him to rest for a while.

After a while, it was still that village, and when the villagers saw Changhong flying over, they thought that the immortals were back again, so they hurriedly bowed down again.

It wasn't until Changhong disappeared that they stood up again.

The white-bearded old man, surrounded by everyone, stroked his goatee, pointed to Fulin Mountain and said slowly: "There is a rumor on the ancestors that there are immortals stationed in Fulin Mountain, but I didn't expect it to be true, old man, I have lived seventy and six, and this is the second time I have seen it." ”

Villagers: "......." ”

Stopping and stopping along the way, Zhang Han became a lot more proficient in mastering the sword, and finally came to a steep cliff before dark.

The cliff wall is actually an illusion used to confuse mortals, and the two of them paused for a moment before crashing into the cliff.

Passing through the cliff illusion, you will see a small but lively town surrounded by mountains and a lake in the center.

The town's main road stretches in all directions around the central lake, and it is bustling with people, not much different from a mortal town.

The only difference is that the people who can come here are all cultivators.