After the old man retreated, the Human Emperor said coldly, "You can come out." ”

From the curtain on the side of the hall came a handsome man, pale and holding a folding fan.

If Yang Mu was here, he would be able to recognize on the spot that this man was the Ghost Emperor!

At the beginning, he guided Yang Mu to obtain the Origin Heaven Evil Fire in the Origin Heaven Secret Realm, and at the same time lifted his seal. After regaining his freedom, he disappeared without a trace.

Now he has appeared in the imperial city of the human race, and he is still in the same room with the human emperor.

"The imperial city of the dignified human race actually has an inner ghost," the ghost emperor smiled, "You, the human emperor, are turning a blind eye, it's really a nest." ”

"Why did you become so talkative," the Emperor snorted coldly, "I will naturally make a move when the time is right, not to mention that this city is not a real imperial city, but just for the people to see." ”

"That's right, you are just a spirit body, the real imperial city should be built on the front line of the battlefield, and your body should be there. The Ghost Emperor still had a smile on his face.

The Human Emperor sitting in the Imperial City is just a spiritual body! If this news reaches the outside world, it will definitely cause an uproar, and the Ghost Emperor, as a transcendent existence, can actually sit on an equal footing with the Human Emperor without fear.

At this time, in the Chiyuan Sect, Yang Mu had just finished another round of cultivation of the Nirvana Method, and the aura in his body was a little stronger.

In the beginning, it took seven days to run the Nirvana Method for a week, but as Yang Mu continued to improve, the time required had been reduced a lot.

The noisy sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, stopping at the gate of the Akabara sect. Yang Mu opened the door, and standing outside the door were several soldier-like people, riding tall silver horses, majestic.

The old man of Wanzong Pavilion also rode a silver lin horse and walked out of it, "The Emperor of the People has an order to reward the Chiyuan Sect." ”

These soldiers lined up in two columns, holding all kinds of pills in their hands, stored in precious jade bottles. Those jade bottles were all made of high-grade spirit jade, and the aura was diffuse, not like ordinary products.

In addition to the pills, there were also all kinds of medicinal materials, weapons and other things, which were piled up at the gate of the Chiyuan Sect.

Senior Brother Mei also rushed to the door when he heard the sound, and exchanged a few warm greetings with those soldiers, and these people all continued to move forward. They also have to travel to other sects to transport the rewards of the human emperor.

"That old man is really in trouble. Senior Brother Mei called Yang Mu to move those things back to the sect, and then sighed helplessly, "You should have been promoted by the imperial court, maybe because of me, he left you in the imperial city." ”

"Are you talking about the Human Emperor?" Yang Mu had already guessed in his heart that the power of this Senior Brother Mei's bloodline was amazingly powerful, and there must have been a figure at the peak of the era on his ancestors.

"Indeed, I am the eldest son of the Human Emperor," Senior Brother Mei shook his head, "Actually, there is nothing to say, I have long drawn a line with my family, and I have always hidden my strength before, and I am just unwilling to use the power in my bloodline." This guy is trying to help me rebuild the Chiyuan Sect, so you weren't promoted by the imperial court this time. ”

"What if you don't get promoted," Yang Mu smiled, "I never understand why you are so keen to enter the court, and you don't have that plan, staying in the Chiyuan Sect is exactly what I want." ”

"You're not from the Imperial City, so it's normal not to know," Senior Brother Mei shook his head and said, "There are many teleportation arrays in the Imperial City, and one of them leads to the Flood Battlefield. ”

The world is peaceful on the surface, but in reality it is only the interior of the big state. There are nine states in the world, only Muning Prefecture is the territory of the human race, and the other eight major states belong to all kinds of foreign races.

At the state-to-state borders are barbaric wildernesses, where races engage in endless warfare to expand their territory.

Since the end of antiquity, the flames of war have never subsided, and countless geniuses have fought bloodily in it, gaining glory or falling on the spot.

The teleportation array leading to the border pass battlefield is only the only one in the imperial city, and if you don't pass through this teleportation array, you need to traverse the endless barbarian land, and you can't reach the battlefield in half your life.

Therefore, to a certain extent, the monks in the imperial city are the closest to the battlefield at the border pass, they can smell the breath of war at the border pass since they were young, and it has become their lifelong wish to be able to fight for the human race.

In the end, Senior Brother Mei sighed again, "Muning Prefecture is located in the center of the continent and borders the five surrounding states, so the human race has been seriously affected by the war, and almost most of the strong people have participated in the war. Because of this, the overall cultivation environment in Muning Prefecture was somewhat worse than that of other large states. ”

Yang Mu was already shocked after hearing this, he didn't expect the truth of the matter to be like this. He originally thought that the monks in the imperial city were all for fame and fortune, but he didn't expect that the so-called promotion was for the sake of the human race.

Senior Brother Mei suddenly picked up an envelope, "Imperial City Treasure Tasting Conference?"

This envelope was sent by the old man of Wanzong Pavilion just now, and it was placed in the middle of that pile of things.

"What is that?" Yang Mu pricked up his ears when he heard the word Yibao.

"It's mostly an exchange meeting of the middle and upper echelons of the Imperial City," Senior Brother Mei yawned, "I seem to have heard of this conference at the beginning, but I haven't participated in it. ”

"This time the sect is in the big competition, the Chiyuan Sect has already been out of the limelight, and there are too many affairs in the sect, so I don't have time to pass," said Senior Brother Mei and handed the envelope to Yang Mu, "This is a letter of recommendation, if you are interested, you can take a look." ”

Yang Mu took the envelope and took a closer look, this tasting meeting will be held in the imperial city in three days. The specific location is in the Jia Mansion, which seems to be the residence of a certain minister.

However, Yang Mu is not in a hurry, he has other things to deal with now. Remember that before the start of the Zongmen competition, there were people in various restaurants and casinos who bet on the final winner.

Yang Mu was confident that he could help the Chiyuan Sect win the championship at that time, so he bet on a copper plate in all the gambling places, and it was in the position of the Chiyuan Sect. It stands to reason that as long as he goes out for a spin, Yang Mu will be considered to have made a fortune this time.

Walking into a restaurant, sure enough, the gambling game was still there. The old customers who ate in the restaurant were all watching, and some people sighed from time to time.

Originally, no one would bet on a sect like the Chiyuan Sect at all, after all, in the last sect competition, the Chiyuan Sect was the sect at the bottom. Even throwing a copper plate at such a small sect is a wasteful act.

But someone just threw such a small copper plate into the position of the Chiyuan Sect, and the white wolf with empty gloves won all their bets.

"Xiao Er, is this gamble still counted?" Yang Mulang asked in a loud voice.

"Count, naturally count," Xiao Er leaned over and looked at Yang Mu like a monster, "You are the guest officer who took a copper plate to the Chiyuan Sect?"

"My name is Yang Mu. Yang Mu said lightly, when he was betting, he wrote his name in Xiao Er's book, and no third person would know.

Xiao Er flipped through the book and said with a smile, "These silver are all yours, just take them." ”

Yang Mu looked at the table, especially the positions belonging to the Canglan Sect and the Aotian Sect, and the silver tickets were piled up like a small mountain. These silver tickets were enough to exchange for a lot of medicinal materials, and Yang Mu was going to try to refine some second-grade pills to be traded at the tasting meeting.

When the money accumulates to a certain amount, it loses its meaning, and things like the second-grade pill may not be able to be bought even if there is money. Taking out a second-grade pill is far more exciting than taking out a stack of silver tickets.

"Boy, do you really dare to take these silver tickets," just as Yang Mu was about to go to the next house, a strong man who was drinking next to him stood up, "It's just that you cast a copper, and you want to empty the gloves of the white wolf?"

"I am willing to gamble and lose, since you have gambled, you have to accept your fate, right?" Yang Mu said with a smile, this strong man seemed to have some opinions about him.

"Do you know who I am?" Hearing this, the strong man's eyes widened, and he walked in front of Yang Mu in two steps, and asked.

Yang Mu was even able to ask about the smell of alcohol coming from his body, but his face still did not change, and he said coldly, "I don't know who you are, but if you want to make trouble, you'd better think about the consequences." ”

"The consequences?hahaha, you let me think about the consequences?" the strong man laughed, as if he had heard something extremely funny, "You ask me around, this piece, who doesn't recognize my name Chapter 6!"

"He's Chapter 6, my God, I met here. The people next to him had already started whispering.

"That's the one, one of the four tyrants of the Imperial City?" the other exclaimed, "This is a member of the big family, this kid is in trouble." ”

"Well, Zhang Liu has bet a lot of money on the Canglan Sect, if this kid doesn't come to get it, the money can be recovered. ”

"Che, he's just a rogue who is a boss. ”

As soon as the man spoke, the companion next to him hurriedly covered his mouth and scolded him with an anxious face, "Are you crazy?!"

This person also realized that he had said the wrong thing, and looked at Zhang Liu with a look of fear.

Zhang Liu also heard his disdain, looked in that direction, and said with an evil smile, "That's right, I, Zhang Liu, am a scoundrel who is powerful, what can you do to me!"

After that, Zhang Liuyi picked up the wine jar and smashed it directly on the person's head, the wine jar shattered on the spot, and the wine mixed with blood flowed down.

"Get out!" Zhang Liu drank coldly.

The man was smashed unexpectedly, and the blood flowed, but he didn't even dare to look at it, and ran out in a gray manner.

"Uncle is in a good mood, spare their lives," Zhang Liu sneered and looked at Yang Mu again, "If you don't know each other, don't blame Uncle for being polite, it's not so simple when it's your turn." ”

"Mentally retarded. Yang Mu sighed lightly, and was about to leave here without even looking back. A character like Zhang Liu is at best just a gangster in the market, and he can't get on the stage.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" Zhang Liu slapped the table, picked up a simple knife on it, and slashed it towards Yang Mu. Maybe Yang Mu is dressed too plainly, in the concept of Chapter 6, since Yang Mu doesn't know him, he must be just a poor boy with no background.

After all, Zhang Liu, as one of the subordinates of the "Four Tyrants of the Imperial City", prides himself on being a popular figure in this area, and Yang Mu, an unpopular little character, dares to scold him for being mentally retarded.

It's really crooked!