The Mora clan is under the command of Tongtian Immortal Venerable.

In the mortal world, the strong man who severely injured Guan Dongyun, the hall master of the Xuanling Sword Sect's Heaven Surveying Palace, and finally fell, was Zhu Ling from the Moluo clan.

And Han Muye is the descendant of the Immortal Venerable, and he is the young master who has received the inheritance of the Immortal Venerable.

Naturally, the entire Mora clan will regard Han Muye as the young master.

When Han Muye was planning to go to the immortal realm, Zhu Ling informed the Moluo clan of the gathering place in the immortal realm of all parties, as well as various means of communication.

The Mora are good at changing and hiding.

However, the major forces have been wary of the Mora clan for a long time, and they will not be allowed to have a chance to mix with the top at all.

On the contrary, there are small forces on all sides, and among many low-level immortal cultivators, there is a figure of the Mora clan.

Han Muye was in Yunlan Town, and through the secret method told by Zhu Ling, he had already sent a message to the Moluo clan.

Now, finally a response.

"Luming City Yulu Commercial Bank, Xie Chaoyan has seen Han Gongzi." Walking into the attic was a middle-aged man in his forties wearing a green robe and a respectful smile.

Seeing Han Muye, a trace of golden light flashed in the middle-aged eyes, and then he lowered his head.

Han Muye waved his hand, and Zhang Zhenbiao and others withdrew from the attic.

"Master Han, my Yulu Firmhouse is very interested in your Yunlan Town, and I hope to cooperate with you in the future, you know, my Yulu Firm, is one of the best in Luming City——"

Before Xie Chaoyan's words were finished, he paused.

Between Han Muye's fingers, who were standing in front of him, a golden rune slowly rotated.

In this rune, there is a hint of golden-black halo.

"I'm also interested in the Mora clan."

Han Muye's words made Xie Chaoyan's expression change, and the golden light in his eyes suddenly burst out, falling towards Han Muye.

The Demon Clan's Divine Soul Attack Method.

This golden light has the power to shatter the soul of a demi-saint directly.

It was only this golden light that had just risen, and the golden talisman in Han Muye's hand had turned into a streamer and appeared above his head.

The golden rune rotated, revealing a dark light, like a dark bat, spreading four wings of light.

This appearance is clearly the appearance of the wings behind Zhu Ling.

In the Mora clan, the number of wings is a symbol of identity and bloodline.

Most of the Mora tribe have no wings, and with a pair of wings, they are pure and noble beings with pure blood.

The two pairs of wings are already the royal family of the Mora clan, and they are the ones with the purest blood.

It is said that there are also three pairs of wings, but in the Mora clan, it is only a legend.

"Hum—"

At the head of the rune, Xie Chaoyan's expression changed, and finally turned into deference, and the golden light in his eyes also dissipated.

His original appearance of being in his forties and middle-aged also began to change, and on his forehead, three purple magic patterns appeared.

Among the people of the Moluo clan who have no wings, there can be three Heavenly Demon Patterns, which means that they have cultivated to the realm of at least human immortals and Tianzun, and their bloodlines are already noble.

"The Moro clan Duanmu has seen the Venerable at night." Xie Chaoyan is just a pseudonym of the human race, and his real name in the Moluo clan should be Duanmu Treading Night.

The golden talisman in Han Muye's hand represents the identity of Zhu Ling, a strong man of the Demon Luo clan with two pairs of wings.

Zhu Ling's status among the Moluo clan is extremely noble, and he is second only to those elders who suppress and hold the authority of the Moluo clan.

Han Muye's borrowing of his identity is enough.

As for the heir of the Immortal Venerable, the young master of Moluo, it is better not to publicize it.

Zhu Ling told Han Muye that people's hearts would change, and after leaving the immortal world for so long, Zhu Ling himself did not dare to guarantee that the Moluo clan would still be so loyal.

"Duanmu stepping on the night." Han Muye nodded, took back the golden talisman, and the atmosphere in the attic returned to normal.

"In the future, the transaction between Luming City and Yunlan Town will be handed over to you."

Han Muye looked at Xie Chaoyan and said, "No problem, right?" ”

Xie Chaoyan hurriedly bowed down and said, "My subordinates understand. ”

Han Muye's existence of the Mora clan does not need to be of great use at the moment.

As long as his sword is sharp enough, he can solve all problems.

"I want to base myself in the Yunteng Wasteland, build a city on the wasteland, and go to the Bitter Immortal Domain."

Han Muye had a trace of dignified majesty on his body, which made Xie Chaoyan completely unable to look at him directly.

"I want you to give me all the information."

Information.

Although Han Muye could get information through various sword weapons, it was impossible to be as timely and comprehensive as the Mora clan who were mixed with various parts of the Immortal Realm.

The biggest reason for the Demon Luo clan to come this time is for intelligence.

The Yunteng Wasteland is hundreds of millions of miles in circumference, and there is a vast and boundless Bitter Immortal Domain.

Without enough information, it's really hard to move an inch.

The Mora clan are spread across the Immortal Realm, and they have unimaginable information and resources at their disposal.

"The subordinates will go back and summarize the information of all parties, and leave a clan in Yunlan Town in the future," After a pause, Xie Chaoyan said in a deep voice: "In the future, the subordinates will personally sit in Yunlan Town." ”

Kind of a smart guy.

When he went out, he saw Zhang Zhenbiao again, and his enthusiastic appearance made Zhang Zhenbiao a little stunned.

This, too, is his own person?

With the addition of the Yulu Commercial Bank behind Xie Chaoyan, the prosperity of the entire Yunlan Town has increased visibly.

In two months, eight large caravans arrived, three of which were stationed in Yunlan Town for one reason or another, and even advertised that they would come often in the future.

The big caravan immediately attracted immortal cultivators from thousands of miles around.

All kinds of transactions caused the number of immortal cultivators in Yunlan Town to surge, and there were nearly 500,000 people at once.

Coupled with the millions of green wolf clans roaming around, this town has become a small city.

"It's not easy to build a city in the wasteland." When Han Muye summoned Zhang Zhenbiao and Xie Chaoyan to discuss the construction of the city, Xie Chaoyan, who often walked on the wasteland, spoke in a low voice.

"First, if you want to build a city, you need countless resources, and there is no shortage of soil and stone in the wasteland, but it is not easy to collect the wood and various spiritual materials needed to build a city."

This is telling the truth.

There are no decent forests in the wasteland, and to get enough wood needs to be collected slowly.

Also, to build a city where immortal cultivators live, of course, it is necessary to lay out various formations, and the formation base of the formation requires a large amount of spiritual materials, and they cannot be gathered at one time.

"Also, after the city is built, a formation master who is proficient in the formation is needed to lay out the city protection formation, which is also a big expense."

"Just an ordinary defensive formation, the consumption is no less than a spirit treasure."

Everyone knows the wear and tear of the formation.

In the immortal realm, those real array masters are all in the hands of the big forces, and there are also formation powerhouses in the wasteland, but it is difficult to have one who can really lay out a city protection formation.

Xie Chaoyan's words made Zuo Baichou and the others nod slightly.

Zuo Baichou and Zhao Chen are from business backgrounds, and they pay more attention to the exchange of gains and losses and interests.

A big city can accumulate resources countless times faster than a small town.

But the resources it takes to build a big city are a headache.

"You don't have to worry about the materials and resources for building the city, I have already planned for the formation of the formation."

Han Muye waved his hand and looked at everyone: "What I need you to do now is to spread the news that I am going to build a city." ”

It's as simple as that?

Until he walked out of the attic, Zhao Chen was still a little confused.

"Brother Han wants to come up with his own resources to build the city?"

"I'm afraid this kind of wear and tear is not small for him, right?"

Although I don't know what kind of net worth Han Muye has, the cost of building a city will definitely make the Cave Void Heavenly Immortal bankrupt.

"Is there any other way to build a city on the wasteland?" Zuo Baichou, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Xie Chaoyan.

Xie Chaoyan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes." ”

There is another way to build a city in the wasteland.

In the attic, Han Muye's gaze fell on the light curtain in front of him.

In the light curtain, a map of 100,000 li and 200,000 li around Yunlan Town was reflected, and it was densely packed with points of light.

"There is another way to build a city on the wasteland," Han Muye's finger pointed at the light curtain leaning against the nearest light point of Yunlan Town: "Grab." ”

"Invincible Begins with Sacrificing to the Ancestors"

Rob.

This is the most straightforward and quickest way to do it.

Han Muye's body moved, and he had already walked out of the attic.

"Senior Brother Zhang Zhenbiao, gather the disciples, and in a quarter of an hour, we will rush to Zhulin Town."

Han Muye's voice came.

Zhang Zhenbiao's face flashed with joy, and he nodded: "I understand." ”

They glanced at each other.

Really.

What Xie Chaoyan said just now is to rob.

A quarter of an hour later, a hundred-zhang flying boat floated into the air and flew away in a northeasterly direction.

The speed of the flying boat was not very fast, and it was not until three hours that it crossed 30,000 miles and stopped in front of a small town about the size of Yunlan Town.

This town is not as prosperous as the current Yunlan Town.

"Zhulin Town is similar to the original Yunlan Town, and there is no actual controller." On the deck, there was a Taoist named Chuan Qian.

He was a strong man in Yunlan Town at the beginning, with a half-saint peak cultivation, before Han Muye controlled Yunlan Town, he was also a master in Yunlan Town.

Regarding the surrounding situation of Yunlan Town, the people of Chuanqian Dao know very well.

"Senior Brother Han, do you want to kill it directly?" Retracted the boat, and Zhang Zhenbiao, who stepped off the deck, had sword intent surging.

The last time he went straight to Yunlan Town, he and the sword cultivators behind him were all in a good fight.

"I'll go and have a look with the Chuan Diving Dao Master first."

Han Muye's gaze fell on the mottled attics everywhere, and said softly, "It's a pity to break it." ”

These words made everyone behind them grin.

Also, these will be moved to Yunlan Town in the future and become part of Yunlan Town.

The Chuanqian Daoist led Han Muye into the town, which looked a little cold.

Normally, Yunlan Town has already attracted all the surrounding immortal cultivators. Naturally, there are fewer people in other places.

The Chuanqian Daoist also had a few familiar friends in Zhulin Town, and when they led Han Muye to find it, these immortal cultivators in the realm of semi-saints and saints were a little surprised.

They all thought that the Chuanqian Dao people had been killed.

The Chuanqian Daoist stepped forward and muttered a few words in a low voice, and the expressions on the faces of the four immortal cultivators changed.

"Han Gongzi, we recognize your strength, but if you want me to merge Zhulin Town into Yunlan Town, we can't be the master."

An immortal cultivator with a long gray beard and a somewhat old look arched his hand towards Han Muye.

"There is a bamboo forest in the northwest of the town, and this bamboo forest is the origin of the town, and the bamboo forest is the real controller of this town."

As the closest town to Yunlan Town, Zhulin Town is certainly aware of the changes in Yunlan Town.

Han Muye slew the Heavenly Immortal Great Demon, and the cyan wolf head is still hanging on the wall of Yunlan Town.

Now that Han Muye has come to Zhulin Town in person, of course he can't stop it.

But as the old man said, there is still a real controller behind Bamboo Forest Town.

In fact, it is not controlled, and the bamboo forest town itself is built on the basis of that bamboo forest.

The strong man hidden in the bamboo forest doesn't care about the things in the town.

But if you want to demolish this town and transport it all to Yunlan Town, I'm afraid you need the nod of that strong man.

Han Muye looked up at the northwest of Zhulin Town, and there was a deep halo in his eyes: "Then I'll go and visit this senior." ”

The voice fell, and he was already flying to his feet.

"Boom-"

The sword light appeared, and a hundred zhang sword light slashed towards the verdant bamboo forest ten miles away.

This bamboo forest is not large, but it covers a radius of only one mile in total, and there is a wall of blue tiles and white walls outside.

Han Muye's sword triggered the sound of wind and thunder, and the wind was at the head, as if tearing the heavens and the earth.

Everyone in the town looked up and watched as the sword's face changed color.

"This is, the Sword Immortal powerhouse has arrived!"

"Go straight to the bamboo forest, do you know that there are strong people living in seclusion in the bamboo forest?"

"Perhaps, this is the enemy of this reclusive powerhouse?"

It's none of my business, there are many more immortal cultivators watching the excitement than there are people who really care about the reason.

For countless years, I have only heard that there are strong people living in seclusion in the bamboo forest, but I have never really seen a shot.

Many people are also curious about whether this strong man in the bamboo forest can resist the magnificent sword in the sky.

"Hum—"

When the long sword flew overhead, the bamboo forest shook, causing the immortal qi to turn into a cyan vortex.

"Formation, no, it should be the convergence of divine soul power." Han Muye's gaze fell on the bamboo forest, looking at the halo rising in the bamboo forest, blocking the long sword layer by layer.

The sword light collided with the cyan fairy light, and the long sword that could kill the supreme peak with one blow stopped at the top of a swaying bamboo forest.

In the bamboo forest, it seems that every green bamboo is shaking, and there are fairy lights intertwined on the bamboo leaves.

"Good means."

Han Muye, who came with the sword, spoke.

Raising his hand, the shadow of the hundred zhang sword dissipated, leaving only a long sword in his palm to clench.

"Good swordsmanship."

In the bamboo forest ahead, an old voice sounded, and then the bamboo forest shook, and a straight path appeared out of thin air.

The power of space is also mixed with a trace of divine soul power.

Even, there are formations.

Han Muye's eyes narrowed, staring ahead.

"Fellow Daoist, let's talk." The old voice sounded again.

Han Muye stepped out, landed on the bluestone path, and walked straight to the deep bamboo forest.

Tree-lined paths with winding paths.

The golden bamboo poles, the verdant bamboo leaves, and the green bamboos beside the trail look extremely elegant.

Han Muye walked to the depths of the bamboo forest, and in front of a stone table, an old man in a verdant Taoist robe did not look up, but just pointed his finger on the chessboard on the stone table in front of him.

"Little friend, talk about a game?" The old man smiled and placed a dark chess piece on the board.

Han Muye walked to the stone table and his eyes fell on the chessboard.

The criss-crossed golden lines have a disorienting halo.

Han Muye didn't go to get the chess pieces, the long sword in his hand cracked, and the stone table shattered.

The black chess piece was cracked in half by the long sword, and then shattered into a black and white halo of light, enveloping Han Muye's entire person.

"It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo."

Shrouded in a black and white halo, Han Muye slowly pointed forward with the sword in his hand.

"Fleshless bamboo, with devouring the body of the soul of living beings as the growth condition, the ten thousand bamboo poles here, I'm afraid it has already devoured millions of living beings, right?"

"Dig up your roots, and I'll see how many bones are buried in the ground."