"Let's go, Mount Death!"

Qianshan left Tianhai Restaurant, ready to find a livelihood in this western deserted city.

Although Nalan Tianfang arranged him here, his habits since he was a child made him not want to eat white food, not to mention that Tianhai Restaurant is the property of the Martial Arts Palace, so he still has some concerns here.

The Western Wilderness City is the only big city in the extreme west, and it is one of the five big cities in the Ancient Continent.

The official force of the Western Wilderness City is the Temple Legion from Zhongzhou, and the five ancient cities are all under the control of Zhongzhou, and the commander of the legion is the city lord, named Murong Tianqiong.

"It's too big!"

Qianshan looked at the prosperous scene in front of him, and it was a world of difference from the tribal land, no wonder everyone longed for life in the big city.

Tianhai Restaurant is located on one of the most prosperous streets in Xihuang City, and behind Tianhai Restaurant is the City Lord's Mansion, and the huge golden flame symbol makes a trace of hatred swell in Qianshan's eyes. Nalan Tianfang said that along with the black and white swords, there was a Venerable of the Extreme Dao Temple, even if the Extreme Dao Temple was not the mastermind, it would not be able to get rid of the suspicion of complicity.

Moving along the street, Qianshan kept asking, but was driven out by the arrogant guys. It's no wonder that Qianshan's outfit at this time is still the one that came out of the tribe, and it is normal to be blinded by this.

"Guest, do you need anything?"

Until the end of the street, Qianshan walked into a shop called 'Immortal Eagle Shop', and the man did not expel him, but only had a slightly disdainful smile in his eyes.

"Uh, do you have apprentices here?" Qianshan's honest voice sounded, which made the contempt in the guy's eyes even stronger.

"Boy, you also want to become the apprentice of the Immortal Eagle Master, I advise you to go, no one has ever succeeded!" The guy looked like he was watching a good show, but he didn't drive away Qianshan.

"Master Immortal Eagle? I'm sorry, I'm just trying to get a job. Qianshan frowned, he had gotten used to it all the way.

Syllable!

Before the man could speak, a piece of wood of unknown material was thrown out of it.

"Within a quarter of an hour, whatever you carve, the old man is just short of an apprentice."

A trace of shock appeared on the man's face in the vicissitudes of life, this was something that had never happened before, the one inside was the top-level immortal carving master in the entire Desolate Ancient Continent, and he had never acted like this in the decades of the Western Desolate City.

What shocked him even more was that Qianshan actually picked up the wood on the ground without saying a word, and sat down in a random corner.

"Beyond ...... Measure"

The vicissitudes of life with a sense of arrogance came to an abrupt end when I saw a small knife taken out by Qianshan, and a middle-aged man with a big beard and a sloppy look walked out of it.

The knife in Qianshan's hand is very simple, it was given to him by the prophet of Saray when he taught him the art of sigils, it is less than a foot long, and the whole body shows a faint gold, and the tip of the blade is obliquely rolled backwards to form a crescent, and the length of the handle accounts for more than half, which is an irregular prismatic shape. Qianshan had seen the Prophet Saray use this knife with his own eyes, and three thin needles half a foot long could be pierced from the hilt, and in the blink of an eye, the hard iron thorn wood could be pierced.

Call!

A wind came head-on, and Qianshan subconsciously wanted to use the 'dragon cover' to dodge, but when he thought of Nalan Tianfang's warning not to reveal Long Yan's secret in front of outsiders, his movements stopped, and the bearded man snatched the knife in his hand.

"You've been fired, get out!"

After glancing at the knife, the bearded man said in a deep voice to the guy, and casually threw a small bag over, and landed on the ground to reveal the yellow and clear gold leaf inside, which was the common currency of the Ancient Continent.

"Thank you, master, the little one will leave!"

The guy who had changed his face greatly immediately rejoiced when he saw the bag of gold leaves, and with these, he was enough to buy a good property in West Wilderness City.

"Boy, where did this oracle three-star sickle come from!"

After the guy left, the bearded man stood in front of Qianshan and asked in a deep voice, and an invisible momentum pressed Qianshan to the ground suddenly!

This, how is that possible!

The beard that showed his momentum gave Qianshan a feeling of extreme danger, even much stronger than Nalan Tianfang!

"Oracle three-star scythe? Uncle, you read it wrong, this is left to me by the elders of the family. Qianshan put his hands on the ground, struggling to get up, but to no avail.

"Elders? Sa Yutian doesn't have any relatives, boy, do you know the consequences of cheating on me! The bearded man snorted coldly, Qianshan was like a heavy blow, the bones of his whole body crackled like a boat of popping beans, and blood oozed out of his skin.

"Damn, I really don't know!" Qianshan roared wildly, but his voice was as thin as a mosquito fly.

"What's your elder's name?" Looking at Qianshan's painful appearance, a trace of doubt appeared in the bearded man's eyes, his momentum decreased suddenly, and Qianshan spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Prophet Sare......" Qianshan said with difficulty, he never expected that the appearance of this knife would give him a feeling of extreme proximity to death.

"Sare, Sayutian...... I see! ”

"Is he okay now?"

The bearded man kept muttering to himself after hearing the name of Qianshan, and when he heard that the prophet of Saray had disappeared after the disaster of the Fengdi tribe, there was an imperceptible sense of loneliness in his eyes: "I really didn't expect that the dignified Divine Master of the Death Mountain was actually hidden in such a remote place, did you really think that there was no one up and down the Death Mountain who could assume the position of the mountain master?" ”

"Did Sarai pass on your sigil technique?" The bearded man retracted his momentum and sat on the ground in front of a thousand mountains.

"Who are you, and how do you know about the art of sigils?"

Qianshan struggled to his feet, looking at the bearded man with a look of dismay, a look of dismay, as the Prophet Sare, when he taught him the art of sigils, said that there were only a few people in the world who could know it.

"Hehe, it seems that the divine master has found a successor, and the oracle three-star sickle already has a home, and you are the new god of death mountain master!"

The Mountain Lord of Death?

The bearded man's words surprised Qianshan, he had heard the prophet say that it was one of the three most terrifying forces on the continent, and the other two were the Boundless Jedi of the Thousand Families and the Extreme Dao Temple of the Murong Family!

"If what this bearded man said is true, then did Amu follow the prophet?" Qianshan's eyes lit up, and he secretly wondered in his heart, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, he was not fighting alone!

"After eating this, you will stay here from now on, when you can penetrate the rune technique, you can leave the Western Wilderness City!" The bearded man handed Qianshan a pill with a glowing white luster and said.

"Remember the old man's name, Death Mountain, Divine Servant Leader, Teng Jue!"