As Zhu ignored the sound fell, a huge force fell from the sky and crashed into the boat.

It was like thousands of mountains falling down, with a radius of ten miles of sea, and the water surface was pressed down a hundred feet.

With such power, the boat sank in an instant, and the young man lying on the bow of the boat turned red, and blood overflowed from the seven orifices.

Han Muye snorted coldly, raised his hand and stabbed out with a sword.

The sword light led the endless sea and wrapped the boat.

The first sword of the water vein, the horizontal boat.

A sword can not only hurt the enemy, but also defend oneself.

The sword light led the seawater, enveloping the boat to rise and fall, transferring all the power of the tumbling to the waves.

The water is soft.

No matter how strong the pressure is, it's just an extra layer of spray.

If it is in the endless sea, Han Muye's water vein affinity can't attract much seawater, and he will definitely not be able to withstand the heavy pressure of the sky.

But outside of this Shattered Star Island, the waters are clear, all the waters are soft and docile, and the affinity is in harmony with the seawater, as well-behaved as one's own arm.

The great power was leaked and turned into a raging wave.

The young man lying on the wooden boat breathed a sigh of relief, looked up, and saw a splash of water in the sky, like a canopy.

He turned his head slightly, showing a trace of excitement on his face, kowtowed to Han Muye, and whispered: "Great Immortal, Great Immortal ......"

He never knew that there were cultivators in the world who would protect mortals.

On Firefly Island, which cultivator would rescue a mortal?

This great immortal seems to be different from those people.

Han Muye didn't care about him, but the sword in his hand was raised again.

At this time, in mid-air, the white-robed blood-stained Zhu ignored Han Muye's staring at Han Muye, his gaze like a sword passing through the water curtain.

Beside him, an old man in a black robe, with his hands behind his back, was full of strength.

The old man had a long beard fluttering on his chest, his body was more than seven feet tall, and his eyes were narrowed.

"Hehe, can have such a water vein affinity, I don't know what the relationship between Xiaoyou and the Water Spirit Palace is?" The old man's voice was light.

"Old man Qiyao Pavilion Zuo Tianya, perhaps, today's incident is just a misunderstanding."

Hearing the old man say that he had misunderstood, Zhu ignored his eyes, turned his head to look, and lowered his head again.

Water Spirit Palace, Qiyao Pavilion.

From the jade-colored sword, Han Muye saw a picture of the various forces on Shattered Star Island.

On the fifteenth floor of the Three Palaces and Seven Pavilions, the six-story Sword Pavilion inheritance that Han Muye was looking for was the Liukui Pavilion, one of the Seven Pavilions.

The owner of the jade-colored small sword was once the shopkeeper of the Yujing Sword Shop on Firefly Island under the Liukui Pavilion.

Water Spirit Palace, Yuling Palace, Ten Thousand Demon Palace.

Three palaces with mysterious inheritance, among which there are many great monks, and they are the number one force on Shattered Star Island.

The Seven Pavilions also have their own strong people, and they are equal.

As for the fifteenth floor, each family has a great monk, and each has its own land and trade.

Shattered Star Island is an island full of business.

This Zuo Tianya is a person from the Qiyao Pavilion, perhaps, behind the Qiyao Pavilion is the Qiyao Sword Sect.

Han Muye could feel the strong power coming from the other party.

This is a kendo monk who is at least five times out of his body or above.

Without the power of Dao Struggle and the suppression of the power of the Endless Sea, this one's combat power is extremely strong.

However, for out-of-body and god-transforming monks, Han Muye's soul is stable, but he is not afraid of a battle.

"Misunderstanding?"

"Maybe you've misunderstood, I'm not from the Water Spirit Palace, and I don't belong to any of the three palaces."

Han Muye's face remained unchanged, and the sword in his hand pointed forward.

Hearing his words, Zhu Wuzhi grinned, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Zuo Tianya on his side speak again: "It's okay to misunderstand, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, the old man welcomes Xiaoyou to Shattered Star Island on behalf of Qiyao Pavilion." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Han Muye to reply, he laughed, turned around and flew away.

Zhu ignored the smile on the corner of his mouth and froze, not knowing what to do for a while.

The blade of the sword in Han Muye's hand slowly turned, pointing at Zhu Ignorance.

Zhu ignored and was stunned, gritted his teeth, said nothing, and turned to leave.

His injuries were not light, and he was frightened by Han Muye's methods, so he didn't dare to confront Han Muye again.

Han Muye had a smile on his face.

Without a fight, it's nothing.

Anyway, he came to Shattered Star Island like this for the six-story sword pavilion related to the jade-colored little sword.

The sixth-story Sword Pavilion was related to the three-day inheritance in the Immortal Source World, and Han Muye had long wanted to know what the last three days were like.

The more cultivators he came into contact with, the more curious he was about the three days of the Immortal Source World.

Is that really a place that rules the world and has countless powers?

Why did Tianxuan Dao Ancestor say that the last three days were not a good land?

When Zuo Tianya and Zhu ignored the two of them leaving, the young man lying on the bow deck sat down and exhaled a few long breaths.

Seeing Han Muye turn his head to look at him, the young man hurriedly leaned down again: "Daxian, the villain's name is Zeng Da Niu, and he is a fisherman. ”

As he spoke, he kowtowed a few times, and then said: "Daxian, you want a blood sacrifice, the villain is willing to give his life, I just hope that Daxian will give me half a day, and I will arrange the old and young in the family." ”

Han Muye looked at Zeng Daniu's expression, and he really looked like he was willing to be sacrificed by blood.

On Firefly Island, is there really a lot of such mortal blood sacrifices?

Han Muye hadn't seen this in the jade-colored little sword yet, maybe the mortal life was too small, and the jade-colored little sword wouldn't care about it.

"Okay, I'll go to the Yujing Sword Shop."

"You have arranged the old and young in the family, and come to me at the Yujing Sword Shop."

Han Muye nodded, his face was indifferent, his body moved, and he flew down to the shore, and then discerned the direction and went to the middle of the island.

Over there, the aura rises into pillars of light, and there are continuous markets.

"Yujing Sword Shop......" Zeng Da Niu's face was full of bitterness, he whispered, took a deep breath, and looked at the fish and shrimp in the fishing net in front of the boat that had been crushed into a meat puree.

He threw the fish and shrimp into the sea, shook off the nets, and collected a few more nets, and then drove the boat to the inlet on the shore.

Over there, there are small hidden water villages, and some small wooden boats are moored.

At this time, Zuo Tianya, who had already flown out of the sea area outside Firefly Island, paused, and turned his head to look at Zhu who was following behind him.

"Uncle Shi."

Zhu ignored and hurriedly bowed his head.

Although he is an out-of-body cultivator, his cultivation has encountered a bottleneck, and there is no hope for promotion, and he is not valued in the sect.

And this Uncle Zuo Tianya not only controls the financial power of the sect in his hands, but also is the great sword cultivator of the bloody slaughter side back then.

In front of Zuo Tianya, Zhu ignored the emptiness in his heart.

The Seven Yao Sword Sect does not have a rule that prohibits cannibalism from the same sect.

Zuo Tianya's eyes fell on Zhu Wuzhi, and said lightly: "Do you know why I didn't make a move?" ”

Why?

Zhu ignored and looked up, his face showing doubt.

"The cultivation world is not just about fighting and killing, but also about exchanging resources."

"If you can eat and drink and do things, why do you have to do it yourself?" Zuo Tianya's eyes narrowed and he spoke softly.

Eat and drink?

"Let's go, since that kid said that he is not from the Three Palaces, then his life is not worth many spirit stones."

"Let's go to the Death Building to issue a mission, 30,000 spirit beads, we should be able to take that kid's life."

Publish a task?

Deadly Building?

30,000 spirit beads?

That's worth 30 million spirit stones, and it's not a small number, but to buy a strong man who can hurt his out-of-body sword cultivation, isn't it too little?

Zhu Wuzhi saw that this Shattered Star Island seemed to be completely different from the cultivation world.

The strong in the cultivation world are respected, it seems to be here, isn't it?

"Do you think that the rules of Shattered Star Island are strange and different from the cultivation world?" Zuo Tianya flew away, without looking back, and said lightly.

Zhu nodded in disregard.

In the sect, he has also practiced for thousands of years, and the ancestor exists.

But in front of his own uncle, he didn't dare to be presumptuous.

"Shattered Star Island was specially opened up by the Endless Heavenly Venerable as a place to trade with several big worlds."

"The Yuling Palace, one of the three palaces, is set up by the Yuling Dao Sect in the Immortal Source World."

"Tianzun, you know what it means, right?"

"The name of the Yuling Dao Sect, have you heard of it?"

Zuo Tianya opened his mouth lightly, and turned his head to look at Zhu Ignorance as if he had pointed to something.

Horror flashed in Zhu Wuzhi's eyes, and he nodded a little stiffly.

Tianzun, that is the top powerhouse in the realm, can suppress a realm, and cultivate into the power of the unknowable realm.

The Xianyuan World was suppressed by two and three Heavenly Venerables, and it became a big world, rampant in all domains.

And the name of the Yuling Dao Sect, how could Zhu Wuzhi, who had practiced for thousands of years, not heard of it?

That was one of the top sects in the three days of the Immortal Source World.

Yuling Dao Sect, there is Tianzun!

What kind of place is this Shattered Star Island, and why are so many big forces involved?

Zhu ignored the fact that he was already at a loss.

At the beginning, his own master warned that if he encountered a great disaster of life and death during the Dao struggle, he would follow the guidance to Shattered Star Island to avoid trouble.

But he didn't know at all, what kind of place was Shattered Star Island?

Zuo Tianya shook his head, his figure attracted spiritual light, and he walked towards a large island like land in front of him.

Over there, there is a spiritual light shining on the island, and there must be a trace of blood on it.

……

Firefly Island is about three hundred miles in radius, and there are at least hundreds of islands like Firefly Island in the sea area of Shattered Star Island.

Han Muye only went to the town market on the island in a quarter of an hour.

This market is already a small city, and the fields outside the city can be seen to be planted with elixir, Spirit Valley.

There were also many spirit fruits that Han Muye had never seen.

The field was clearly improved, with a hint of aura penetrating.

Those who tended to the fields included mortals and cultivators who were full of spiritual light.

I don't know if these people are farming their own fields, or if they belong to which forces.

Walking along the avenue to the outside of the city gate, Han Muye could see many cultivators in the city.

On the bluestone-paved avenue, the cultivators who came and went were dressed differently and cultivated differently.

On the contrary, the vast majority of cultivators were smiling.

This Shattered Star Island seems to be really a cultivated paradise.

Walking on the bluestone road, the surrounding scenery coincided with the memory of the jade-colored sword, Han Muye squinted his eyes and walked slowly.

The shops on both sides of the street sell talismans, pills, classics, and arrays......

Some shops have three or five doors connected together, and some shops only have a small corner of the door.

There are also many people on the side of the avenue, putting some spiritual materials, elixirs, or Dan furnaces and sword weapons.

Interestingly, in the street market full of cultivators, there are many mortals, either working as servants or peddling some food.

This kind of scene, Han Muye has only seen in the imperial city.

But the Imperial City, that is the essence of the entire Tianxuan World.

If the hundred islands on Shattered Star Island are all in this street market, then it may not be inferior to Tianxuan Imperial City!

Behind Shattered Star Island, I'm afraid there is an unimaginable force!

After passing through three miles, turning four streets, and looking up, Han Muye saw a two-story building.

"Yujing Sword Shop."

The slightly mottled doors and windows, and the moss-covered stone steps, can be seen that no one has been here for a long time.

The two magnolia trees in front of the shop have branches and leaves that have covered the windows of the small building.

Someone in the shop on the side of the road saw Han Muye standing still in front of the Yujing Sword Shop, and said, "Are you here to evaluate the sword?" ”

"Zhao Yujing Daoyou left Firefly Island thirty years ago and never came back."

"If you are looking for someone to evaluate the sword, you can go to the Chuanhe Sword Shop on Langping Street."

Han Muye turned his head to look at the shop that sold fishbone utensils, with a smile on his face, and said, "You are Fifth Uncle Jia." ”

Jia Wu, the memory in the jade-colored little sword is the terrain vein, he is enthusiastic, and he has a good relationship with Zhao Yujing, the owner of the little sword.

Jia Wuyi was stunned, looked at Han Muye, and showed a blank look on his face.

"My name is Han Muye, Zhao Yujing is my uncle, he got the opportunity to return to the sect, and asked me to come to the Yujing Sword Shop."

"Uncle Zhao said that Fifth Uncle Jia is warm-hearted, and if you don't understand the business in the sword shop, you can ask Fifth Uncle Jia."

Hearing Han Muye say that Zhao Yujing had the opportunity to return to the sect, Jia Wu's face showed joy and a little envy.

He looked at Han Muye, nodded and said, "It's better for your big sect, unlike our scattered cultivators......"

Speaking of this, he stood up and arched his hand towards Han Muye and said, "Jia Wu has seen Shopkeeper Han, I have been working in the market of Firefly Island for many years, if Shopkeeper Han doesn't understand anything, you can come and ask." ”

Han Muye returned the salute, walked to the door of the closed sword shop, raised his hand, and a golden sword light slammed into the door.

There is a record of the opening of the door in the jade sword, even if there is no one, this is not difficult for Han Muye with the method of inheriting and closing the Sword Pavilion.

Seeing that Han Muye opened the store, Jia Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and he was really relieved.

The exercises can't deceive people, and if you are not a fellow practitioner, you can't open the door of the sword shop so easily.

Han Muye said that he was a descendant of the sect of Zhao Yujing, the owner of the sword shop, which should be true.

The sword shop here was opened, attracting people from the surrounding shops to watch.

Jia Wu introduced Han Muye's identity.

Many people were envious of Zhao Yujing's chance, and then greeted Han Muye.

According to the memory in the jade sword, Han Muye only said that his uncle confessed, and pointed out the identities of several more familiar shopkeepers.

In this way, the crowd will no longer doubt it.

The sect behind Zhao Yujing is a great sect of swordsmanship, and when he opened this sword shop here, he also had a lot of face.

At this time, looking at Han Muye's bearing, it doesn't look like he came from a small sect.

In fact, most of the cultivators on Shattered Star Island are casual cultivators, who came here by chance, and then attached themselves to various big forces to make a living.

For people with great powers, they are naturally a little afraid and stammering.

Han Muye greeted everyone, and after a familiar face, he turned back to the store.

The first floor of the sword shop is like a sword pavilion with wooden shelves.

Zhao Yujing's identity is a disciple of the Sword Pavilion Trial, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to control a three-story Sword Pavilion, this Yujing Sword Shop is his preparation for the accumulation of sword weapons.

It's a pity that when I went out to look for opportunities, I died.

Most of the wooden shelves on the first floor were empty, that is, there were one or two sword weapons, not to mention the dust, they were still the kind of low-level sword weapons that were not even spiritual weapons.

This Yujing Sword Shop originally sold swords, and sometimes it also helped people evaluate swords.

As a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, his understanding of sword weapons is not comparable to outsiders.

Zhao Yujing is on Firefly Island, he has accumulated a lot of contacts to help people evaluate swords, and only then can he get some news of chance.

On the second floor of the small building, there is a meditation room for cultivation and a living room for sword evaluation.

It's just that Zhao Yujing hasn't returned for thirty years, and this small building is covered with dust everywhere.

Han Muye walked upstairs and downstairs, and then began to clean up.

That jade-colored little sword was related to the chance of the six-story Sword Pavilion small building.

But it was not easy for Han Muye to get the Sword Pavilion.

At least he had to be Zhao Yujing's nephew first, operate here, accumulate contacts, and attract the attention of Sword Pavilion cultivators.

Without the guidance of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, he would have nowhere to find the six-story Sword Pavilion.

After half a day's work, Han Muye was able to clean up the quiet room on the second floor of the small building.

When he went downstairs, he saw Cao Daniu lying on the side at the door, looking over.

Seeing Han Muye go downstairs, Zeng Da Niu was busy lying on the stone steps and said, "Great Immortal, Zeng Da Niu is here, I am willing to sacrifice blood for Great Immortal." ”

Hearing his words, Han Muye nodded and said, "How did you explain at home?" ”

Han Muye's words made Zeng Da Niu stunned.

He lowered his head and said softly: "I, I told my mother-in-law that there is a great immortal who will accept me as a servant, and I will return in three years." ”

"That, if I haven't come back for three years, she will take the child and find another family......"

Zeng Da Niu lowered his head, and his voice became lower and lower.

"Well, then you can be a servant in this store, eat and live in the store, and go back to visit relatives once a month."

"It's good or something, depending on your performance, if the business in the store is good, three or five spirit stones a month is still okay."

Han Muye looked at the darkening sky outside the door and said lightly.

"Huh?" Zeng Daniu looked up blankly.

He had come to give a blood sacrifice.

In the water village, in the past three or five years, there are always people who have been sacrificed by the blood of cultivators.

For the mortals outside the city, this thing has become a routine.

Zeng Da Niu told his family that he would be a servant, and when he didn't return for three years, his mother-in-law's face had already guessed a few points.

"You don't want to?" Han Muye frowned: "If you don't want to, then hurry up, and you can get out of the city before dark." ”

Unwilling?

Zeng Da Niu was stupid and said he didn't want to.

On Firefly Island, if you can be a cultivator's servant, isn't that family worry-free?

The island is invaded by wind and waves, and ordinary people are hungry for half of the year.

Zeng Da Niu can support his family by himself, and he can have a little savings, which is earned by fighting for his life at sea.

On Firefly Island, the most nourishing mortals are those who are accepted as servants by those cultivators.

"I will, I will!"

Zeng Da Niu was busy kowtowing to Han Muye, and his forehead hit the bluestone steps with a "fluffy" sound.

"Okay, you can make a bunk on the first floor of the store in the future, get up early every day to open the door and close the door at night, don't be lazy."

Looking back at the dusty layer of shops, Han Muye raised his hand and said, "You clean it yourself, I'll go find some bedding." ”

Zeng Da Niu hurriedly said that he didn't need a futon, he was at sea, and he fell asleep on the small sampan.

Han Muye didn't bother to take care of him, went out to find a shop that sold household things, took a spirit stone, and bought a futon and some furniture.

Some wooden shelves were also custom-made.

Thirty years of unattended care, many of the items in the sword shop have deteriorated.

A spirit stone, not only bought all kinds of things, the boss also promised to send all kinds of wooden shelves to the door tomorrow, but also helped prune the magnolia tree in front of the door, and repaired the doors and windows in the store.

When Han Muye returned to the shop, he saw that Zeng Da Niu had already cleaned the first floor, the counter and the wooden frame had been wiped, and he was taking the hammer head that he didn't know where to find and repairing the wooden frame there.