In front of the tower there is a plaque that reads, "Lone Eagle Tower". In front of the door, there were two young men in the congenital stage standing on one side, looking like a doorman, but at this time, one of them was snoring next to the wall, obviously lazy.

"Ahem, two little brothers, may I ask if this is the Lone Eagle Tower?" Han Caokou looked up and down at the humble tower, and couldn't help but ask carefully.

"You're not blind, and the plaque on your head is clearly marked. And why bother asking, really. The young man on the left let go of half of his eyes and glanced at Han Caokou, and snorted coldly angrily.

"It seems that this lone eagle tower has not had a leader for a long time, and only two small doormen dare to be so arrogant. As he spoke, Han Caokou said lightly, and at the same time, all the spiritual pressure in the late stage of spirit building was released, and it instantly swept over the two little guards.

The huge spiritual pressure swept over his body, instantly sobering up the two little doormen. When he wanted to move his body, he found that his body could not move at all, and when he wanted to say something, he saw a token engraved with an eagle pattern flying in front of him.

There seemed to be something in it, which suddenly made the faces of the two young men change, and they suddenly changed their mouths. "Lone Eagle Order, Han Senior, Han Captain!"

Hancao Kou didn't test anything, and quickly withdrew the spiritual pressure and the Lone Eagle Order back. "In Xiahan Caokou, it is the newly appointed captain of the Lone Eagle Building, can you lead the way to get to know the Taoist friends in the building?"

"No problem, no problem, not a problem at all. Let's go and call the other fellow Daoists to come and meet Captain Han. As soon as they recognized the identity of Captain Han, the two young men changed their attitudes and nodded enthusiastically one by one.

The tower is divided into 10 floors, and the top floor is the hall for discussions. With the exposure of Han Caokou's identity, after half an hour, more than 30 monks rushed to meet.

In the crowd, more than 20 people have cultivated within the innate stage, and only a few have stepped into the spirit building period, and only two of them have entered the middle stage of spirit building, and they look like they are already middle-aged, and obviously the spirit root is not very high.

When everyone saw the cold grass, they all hugged their fists and made a small salute. This really made Han Caokou very surprised, and at the same time, he also enjoyed a little bit in his heart.

Along the way, it was always the predecessors who saluted others, and now there are finally other people who salute themselves. All the sadness seems to have not been in vain.

After getting to know each other, Han Caokou didn't hold a shelf, and asked about the important affairs of the Lone Eagle Building. Then, after walking up and down the tower for half a day, he left the steward's area in his spare time.

It's just that before leaving, Han Cao Kou was very generous and left a bottle of cultivation pill for each of the tower personnel. This really surprised everyone, and they were speculating again and again.

Who knew that Han Caokou's generosity was nothing more than thinking about himself. The existence of this Lone Eagle Tower is actually an organization of small teams, and its mission is to complete the secret tasks entrusted to it by the superiors. It's just that a strange thing has happened recently, and he specially ordered Lone Eagle Tower to investigate this matter.

What's worse is that this bad thing is a bit evil, and the members who served in the Lone Eagle Building in the previous few times have changed no less than ten batches. As a result, they all disappeared one by one, and even if they could escape, they were delirious and became invalids.

The members who gathered this time were all monks who had been forcibly assigned by the superiors. The leading captain of the squad has been recommended by themselves to serve, but this strange thing has caused many monks to dare not wade into this troubled water.

It happened that Hancao Kou was reporting at this time, and he was assigned by mistake. In order to unite the people in the building, or to increase their cultivation, the final result is just to have a little care when working together in the future, so as not to fall into deceit and intrigue.

An hour later, the figure of the Coldgrass Kou appeared in an area of the fortress indigenous tower outside Xuannan City. The fortress was filled with countless armies of righteous monks, and Han Caokou did not approach the past, but found a place to meditate and wait outside.

The fortress was a large army camp arranged near Xuannan City, and countless monks came and went, and there were countless monks who came and went. Seeing that the cold grass was unfamiliar, there were also monks such as doormen who came over to check their identities.

When Han Caokou revealed the Lone Eagle Building token, the other party returned the salute apologetically, expressing great apologies.

Perhaps an hour later, a spiritual light slowly flew out of the gate of the fortress, and a rich boy wearing a brocade robe fell from it.

"Brother Han, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come to harm. This cultivation did not fall behind, and it actually entered the late stage of spiritual cultivation. As soon as he saw the cold grass kou, Yao Xuan, the eldest brother, showed a smile and smiled.

After hearing this, Hancao Kou got up and walked over in surprise, especially laughing happily. "My experience here has been very difficult, several times on the verge of falling, but fortunately, I was very lucky, and finally got out of danger. What's going on over here, Brother Yao?"

Yao Xuan knew that Hancao Kou had a good chance, but he was also a little surprised by the growth of his cultivation. After all, the qualifications of the five spiritual roots can be on par with that of a monk like him. It's not just a matter of chance, but it's definitely a bit boring here. For example, if you pick up some anti-heaven treasure, you may increase your cultivation speed.

However, Yao Xuan didn't want to know what chance this brother-in-law had, he just thought that he was alive. "Brother Han, don't stand up yet, let's go into the old days, it just so happens that it is also a free day recently, not to mention that Xiaomeng has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Yao Xuan seems to have something trivial in his heart, and he can't make it clear in a word. So he put his arm around the shoulders of the cold grass and walked into the fortress.

Such a shoulder-to-shoulder move seems to be something that only Yao Xuan, an old friend, would do. Hancao Kou's heart is warm, and his memories seem to return to the happy times when he was in the mortal academy.

Soon, with Yao Xuan's leadership, the two walked into the attic of a certain tower within the fortress.

According to Yao Xuan, their mandated tasks were a bit complicated at this time, but the treatment was good, and they had the final say on the entire tower.

In an attic, Miss Yao Meng seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and when she saw Han Cao Kou, she showed a look of longing, and ran into Han Cao Kou's arms to be coquettish.

Feeling the familiar fragrance of his wife, the heart of Hancao Kou, which has been vicissitudes, has also been temporarily moistened and warmed at this moment.

"Ahem, you two don't ignore my presence. If you want you and me, it's not too late to get back to your room. Now that Brother Han is here, it is good to meet the brothers and sisters of our sect, so it should be regarded as a reminiscence. Yao Xuan deliberately coughed a few times, interrupting the rhythm of the two about to kiss and love.

Miss Yao Meng is strong outside, but now when she sees the cold grass, her eyes are full of surprise and tears. Hancao Kou didn't know what to say, but he just wanted to hug this delicate wife who thought about it day and night, so as to fill the reluctance in his heart.

I don't know when a banquet has been set up in a room in the attic, and various servants are slowly withdrawing. The table was filled with tantalizing delicacies and jugs of intoxicating wine.

Immortal cultivators didn't need to eat, but at this time, almost all of the food on the table contained spiritual energy. Whether it is meat or wine, after the immortal cultivator eats it, when he enjoys the comfort of the tip of his tongue, he will also increase his cultivation by a little.

Life is just the pursuit of a better life, and after eternal life, it is just to pursue the realm of idle clouds and wild cranes. Mortals regard food as their sky, and immortal cultivators are nothing more than that, the difference lies in mortal products and immortal cultivators.

In addition to Yao Meng and Yao Xuan on the table, there were several other monks who were also in the late stage of soul building. One is the head of the bun scholar, who likes to carry a thick classic book to read.

This fellow monk Han Caokou is not a stranger, but he is not very familiar with it, he has only seen it a few times. However, he knows that his spiritual roots are superior, and he is an inner disciple, and his future can be described as very good.

Sitting next to Yao Xuan was one of the three personal disciples in the sect. His name is Xuan Shangguan. Its exercises seem to be based on sword cultivation, and his supernatural powers cannot be underestimated.

The so-called sword cultivation is actually similar to sword cultivation. is the so-called eighteen kinds of martial arts, each of which has capable people who have cultivated to the realm of Shangcheng. Being able to say that the name of the weapon is enough to prove that this person's cultivation is not low, and he must have already seen through such a thing as an embryo artifact.

Most of the monks in the Immortal Cultivation Realm like to pursue the Flying Sword Treasure, and even if they have not comprehended the Sword Embryo, they are willing to cultivate it as a natal treasure.

And among the eighteen kinds of martial arts, there will be embryonic gods. It's just that the flying sword treasure is used a lot, and the chance of being able to penetrate the sword embryo is one or two layers larger, so everyone wants to get a flying sword treasure.

It is conceivable how rare such a thing as an embryo fetish is. What was shocking was that this Xuan Shangguan's personal disciple had now comprehended the divine artifact of the knife embryo.

In this regard, Han Caokou took a few more looks at it. He faintly noticed that his aura was a little sharper, and even if there was no malice, the invisible sword aura would wrap around him.

It's just that Han Cao Kou didn't understand a little, didn't Yao Xuan's partner named Xuan Zhili always accompany him? Why can't he see anyone now? Yao Xuan didn't say much, just introduced Han Cao Kou to everyone.

In addition to these few people, there was a man and a woman sitting at the table.

The man, a polite boy, looks handsome and has a mature temperament, and now he is busy serving vegetables to the girl next to him.

This woman is no stranger to Hancao Kou. It was Han Meng, a girl who had a love of fish and water when she was in the cave.

This Han girl was still wearing a snow-white skirt and a white silk scarf on her face, no matter how she investigated, she couldn't see her true face. Now seeing the flattery of the man next to him, he just nodded, did not refuse, and did not stutter something.