Looking at Xiao Wu and Wang Qiu'er who were leaving, Jun Xuehan looked at Yang Wushu and said, "Senior Yang, when the time comes, you will choose four hundred soul masters in the Wind and Snow Pavilion, and go to the Star Luo Empire with Xiao Wu and them to establish a branch hall in Star Luo City. ”

Hearing this, Yang Wudi only thought about it a little, and then readily agreed.

Late at night, Jun Xuehan looked at the chessboard in front of him, there was a white chess piece in his hand, which was constantly rotating, and as the chess piece in his hand fell, a piece of news came out of the Wind and Snow Pavilion and went straight to the direction of Wuhun City.

A month later, Zhu Zhuqing rushed from Wuhun City, and in the convergence with Xiao Wu, accompanied by more than 400 soul masters such as Yang Wudi, he went to the Star Luo Empire to establish a branch hall belonging to the Wind Snow Pavilion.

And the Wind and Snow Pavilion was also at this time, as if a giant dragon was sleeping, and fell silent without any movement. Almost all the high-level officials are in the apse of the Wind and Snow Pavilion, studying the production of soul guides.

Not only the Wind and Snow Pavilion, but even the Pope's Palace, which is far away at the junction of the two empires, from the Pope to the Elders, are all studying the production of the Battle Soul Guide. And one of the two soul division legions that was originally stationed in Wuhun City quietly left Wuhun City and headed towards the extreme north.

On the other side of the endless sea, there is another continent called the Sun and Moon Continent.

In the center of the Sun Moon Continent, a magnificent palace was erected, and above the palace, there was a plaque with three big characters erected on the plaque: Holy Spirit Sect.

In the mountain behind the Holy Spirit Sect, there is a little-known temple, Mu Tian holds a baby in his arms, and kneels quietly in front of the temple, his body is straight, his gray hair is driven by the blowing breeze.

"Master Mother, the Holy Emperor has fallen, the two sect masters, now each holding a faction, electing a Holy Son, preparing to elect a new Holy Emperor, and asking the Master Mother to go out and preside over the overall situation in the Holy Sect." A hoarse voice sounded from behind Mu Tian.

"Elect a Holy Emperor? Hehe, do they want to choose the Holy Emperor or the puppet? Mu Tian's eyes opened, and a touch of killing intent flashed from his eyes, and said: "If you want to go outside, you must first settle inside, although the Holy Emperor has fallen, this seat is still alive." ”

"Qingtian, tell them that the position of the Holy Emperor will be inherited by my son Mo Chen, but Mo Chen is still young now, and this seat is temporarily in charge of the Holy Sect, and whoever has an opinion will let them come to this seat."

Mu Tian's words fell, and he glanced at the ink dust in his arms, then slowly closed his eyes and continued to kneel in front of the door of the temple.

"Yes, Mistress." Optimus agreed, and his slightly burly body turned straight in the direction of the front hall.

Shortly after Optimus left, the door of the temple suddenly opened, and a black mist that was almost about to condense into a dense fog surged out of the temple.

Mu Tian looked at the open temple door, and after respectfully kowtowing to the temple door, he got up straight and walked into the temple with Mochen in his arms. After they entered the temple, the door of the temple slowly closed.

……

Eight months later, the Heaven Dou Empire, outside Heaven Dou City.

In front of a babbling river, Jun Xuehan was holding a fishing rod and fishing quietly.

After eight months of research, they had already researched the Battle Soul Guide in the Wind and Snow Pavilion, but the level of the soul guide they produced was not high.

The highest-level soul guide is Jun Xuehan's battle soul guide made in the shape of a silver dragon spear, which is comparable to a seventh-level soul guide.

As for the level higher than the one he made, there is no one for the time being, even if his teacher Bibi Dong makes it, it is only about level six. However, they have only been studying for a short time, and it has only been more than eight months, and they are already making rapid progress.

In addition, the two things that Jun Xuehan paid the most attention to, that is, the original Liyi clan, had officially changed its name to the Tang Sect, and the sect leader of the Tang Sect was Tang San.

It's just that because it is under the nose of the Wind Snow Pavilion, under the restraint and suppression of the Wind Snow Pavilion, as well as the secret suppression of the Martial Spirit Temple and the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, basically no one has joined the so-called Tang Sect.

And Jun Xuehan didn't care about the Tang Sect that Tang San had made, after all, they had already begun to boast about the era of playing with the Battle Soul Guide, and Tang San was still playing the so-called hidden weapon.

In addition to Tangmen, what Jun Xuehan cares about the most is Qianrenxue, due to time reasons, Qianrenxue is now approaching the delivery date.

"Brother......" A voice sounded from behind Jun Xuehan, and Wang Qiu'er ran to Jun Xuehan's side, gasping for breath, with a very anxious look on his face.

"Qiu'er, I've told you many times, I want Mount Tai to collapse in front of you, and your face doesn't change, what is in a hurry, what is there to say slowly." Jun Xuehan glanced at Wang Qiu'er, who was out of breath, and said softly.

"Oh." Wang Qiu'er agreed, and after resting for a while, she said slowly: "Sister-in-law, she is about to give birth, I will let you go back." ”

As she spoke, Wang Qiu'er sat down directly, looking like Mount Tai had collapsed in front of her, and her face did not change.

"Oh, that's it......"

"Wait a minute, what are you talking about, Xue'er is going to give birth?"

Jun Xuehan's words turned and looked at Wang Qiu'er.

"Well, sister-in-law, she's going to give birth." Wang Qiu'er nodded lightly, indicating that Jun Xuehan hadn't heard of it.

"Damn, why didn't you say it earlier."

Jun Xuehan threw down the fishing rod in his hand, and a black light appeared in his left arm, tearing open the surrounding space, and the figure instantly entered the space.

"Didn't you say that you want Mount Tai to collapse in front of you, and your face will not change?" After Wang Qiu'er looked at Jun Xuehan's direction, her eyes couldn't help but be a little sluggish.

"What about people?"

"Am I not tired of running back again, running around?"

Wang Qiu'er pursed her lips, lifted the stones on the ground, and walked towards Heaven Dou City.

In the courtyard of Heaven Dou City, She Long and Piercing Blood were standing in front of the door, Zi Ji was standing in the middle of the door, and many maids were waiting in front of the door.

A spatial crack appeared, and Jun Xuehan's figure walked out of the spatial crack, looked at Zi Ji in front of the door, and immediately asked, "Zi Ji, how is it now." ”

Zi Ji looked at Jun Xuehan's somewhat anxious appearance, smiled gently, and said, "Young master, don't worry, just wait with peace of mind, nothing will happen." ”

Hearing this, Jun Xuehan exhaled a long breath, sat down at the door, and said, "Zi Ji, how long will this take?" ”

Zi Ji's eyes flickered a few times, and she said, "Young master, you ask me about this, and I don't know." ”

Jun Xuehan's eyes looked at She Long and Piercing Blood, with an inquiring look in his eyes.

"Childe, we don't know about this, we've never experienced this before." She Long and Piercing Blood looked at Jun Xuehan's gaze and immediately shook their heads.

(End of chapter)