Outside the restricted areas of Yunjun Peak, two young monks, a man and a woman, were waiting patiently.
Among them, the female cultivator is wearing a white Taoist robe, with a bit of baby fat on her pretty and fair face. The identity jade plate around her waist is engraved with the wolf head pattern of Yunjun Peak.
The male cultivator is wearing Huang Maple Valley's standard yellow silk shirt. He looks elegant and easy-going, which makes people feel good about him.
The female cultivator is Han Yunzhi's disciple, Jiang Yun's disciple has a high status in the sect, and Huang Maple Valley is almost a subsidiary sect of Spirit Beast Mountain.
But an incredible scene happened.
When facing this Yellow Maple Valley disciple, the female cultivator was very polite and even a little respectful.
The female cultivator had a gentle smile on her face and said softly: "Uncle Wu, don't be anxious. That Yunjun just sent the letter in. As long as the master is not closed to life and death, he will be able to see it soon. Maybe he will be able to see it soon." Sending a reply."
After hearing what the female cultivator said, the monk in yellow shirt felt a little uneasy.
He quickly waved his hand and said with a bitter smile: "Fellow Taoist, please don't make fun of me. You and I are both Foundation Establishment monks and we should be equal to each other!"
The female cultivator shook her head and said seriously: "What did Uncle Wu say? Who in the country of Yue doesn't know that Master Jiang and the ancestor Han of the noble sect are brothers? Naturally, according to seniority, I have to call him uncle!"
"this"
The yellow-shirted monk tried to persuade her several times, but the effect was not good. This young female monk also had a stubborn personality.
He was also a little helpless inside, as similar situations often occurred in Yellow Maple Valley.
It is correct for monks to judge their seniority based on their cultivation, but there are also special circumstances.
The ancestor of Linghu only lived for a few decades, and he had already left Yellow Maple Valley and traveled around, looking for breakthroughs or opportunities to extend his life. Judging from the many treasures left behind before leaving, it is obvious that there is not much hope, and it is considered a broken pot.
Now Han Li can deploy the manpower and resources of the sect at will. Even the powerful elders who handle affairs within the sect are appointed by Han Li. It can be said that he follows the law.
As Han Li's direct disciple, even the elders in the sect call him Taoist Friend and Xiaoyou. There are less than three people in the entire sect who dare to call him Senior Nephew.
Looking back on the scene that year, Wu Chen still feels like he had a big dream.
As the only descendant of Wu Mian, when he went to visit his grandfather's tombstone many years ago, there was already a monk with a plain appearance and slightly dark skin standing there.
The man not only offered three sticks of incense to his grandfather, but also asked him many things about his grandfather.
He quietly inquired about this person, but the other party did not reveal a word and only said that he was an old friend of his grandfather.
One day after that, a grand ceremony was suddenly held inside the gate. The sect has a new Yuanying ancestor named Han Li.
He felt that the name sounded familiar to him. He seemed to have heard his grandfather mention it, but he did not dare to associate it with the ancestor of Nascent Soul.
At that time, he was still in the qi training stage and was not qualified to see the appearance of the Supreme Elder, so he stayed in the square with other disciples.
As a result, the leader found him within a few days and told him that a huge opportunity had arrived.
He didn't understand this at the time.
Opportunity?
For the ordinary monks in the sect with this qualification of three spiritual roots, the word opportunity seems a bit far away.
In his opinion, his greatest opportunity is the connections left by his grandfather. Back then, his grandfather was responsible for teaching his disciples for many years. He was also a kind-hearted and righteous man, and he had a wide range of good relationships among his disciples.
Although his grandfather had already passed away when he first remembered, the favor was still there.
This kind of favor is of no use in major matters. For example, it is impossible to have a relationship with someone like the Foundation Establishment Pill. However, there are many Foundation Establishment Stage Master Uncles who will give him some preferential treatment in some small matters such as sect tasks and residence allocation.
This is already very good! He is not an insatiable man.
Full of questions, he was taken by the leader to the cave of the Supreme Elder, which was a treasure land full of spiritual energy that was like a fairyland.
He saw the man he had met once and was asked if he would be his disciple.
He was slow at the time and it took him a while to react.
Fortunately, the master did not blame him and gave him many top-quality magic weapons and a large number of pills, including the coveted Foundation Establishment Pills, which he easily obtained, and there were five of them.
Since then, his path to immortality has undergone earth-shaking changes, all of which stem from the fact that his grandfather's name was Wu Mian.
While the two were chatting, a handsome figure suddenly appeared in a flash of light a few feet away.
"Disciple and grandson pay homage to master!"
"Junior generation pays homage to the ancestor!"
The two of them hurriedly paid homage and said respectfully.
Jiang Yun had an impression of female cultivators. Many years ago, Han Yunzhi brought several disciples to visit him, and one of them was this girl.
"You go down." Jiang Yun waved his hand and said.
"Yes, disciple, resign!"
After the young female cultivator left, Jiang Yun looked at the yellow-robed cultivator and handed out two things.
"Brother Han accepted me as a disciple without even saying a word to me. This is a meeting gift! There is also a reply letter you can forward to him for me!"
A jade slip and a fat little cute girl floated over.
"Ouch~ow!"
"Letter and Yunjun's cub?"
The yellow-robed monk subconsciously hugged the plump, three-tailed Yunjun cub. Before he could say anything, no one was in front of him.
"Junior, thank you, ancestor!"
The monk in yellow shirt thanked Jiang Yun where he was before, his heart full of surprise.
"I just came to deliver a letter and there was an unexpected reward. This Lord Yun is an extremely precious spiritual beast!"
He looked at the little guy in his arms with joyful eyes, carefully put the letter into the storage bag, took out the flying magic weapon and left.
In less than a minute, Jiang Yun had already passed through the territory of Zijin Kingdom, and he took care of something on the way.
After a few "friendly exchanges" with Jiang Yun, the two eighth-level demon cultivators from the Luoyan Mountains expressed their understanding and support for Jiang Yun's taking away several high-level Yunjuns. He also said that these Yunjuns would be proof of the friendship between Lingshou Mountain and Luoyan Mountains.
So far, Lord Yun no longer exists in the Luoyan Mountains.
The cultivation of monster beasts is indeed slow. When Jiang Yun came to the Luoyan Mountains to kill monster insects in the later stages of foundation building, the white carp with the highest cultivation level among Yunjun's tribe was at level seven.
Now, two hundred years later, Bai Li is still at level seven, but he is already close to the peak of level seven, and is only a few years away from transforming into a thunder tribulation.
Jiang Yun continued south and crossed several countries before seeing the city of Tiantian located in the northern mountains of Yu State.
Jiang Yun did not pay too much attention to this Tiannan city, which is extremely famous and has many auras such as the General Forum of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance, the city of monks, the venue of the Tiannan Trade Fair, and the fact that the Mulan people were defeated. I just glanced at it from a distance and continued flying south.
In his opinion, the trade prosperity of Tiantian City is much worse than that of Black Rock City in the chaotic sea of stars, and it is even more different from Tianxing City, the headquarters of Star Palace.
"The grand finale of this trade fair is probably just some spiritual herbs that are three to four thousand years old, or powerful ancient treasures. I won't join in the fun."
Half a day later, Jiang Yun had flown over the Fengyuan Kingdom in the southernmost part of Tiannan, and then crossed the yellow sand zone to the Tianlan Grassland.
Jiang Yun flew to an altitude of several thousand feet and looked into the distance, but he could only see endless green with no edge at all, which was a bit shocking.
"The Mulan people invaded Tiannan. As a monk of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance, it seems difficult for me to explain if I don't take action."
"Yes, I just need to kill seven or eight Nascent Soul cultivators from the Mulan people on the way to find the Lingxi Peacock from the Tuwu tribe. In this way, I have fulfilled my obligation."
Jiang Yun, who was high in the sky, looked into the distance with his eyes blooming with purple brilliance during the flight.
After traveling thousands of miles deep into the grassland, Jiang Yun found his target.
It was a large tribe with three great masters in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and at least tens of thousands of magicians.
Immortal cultivators of the Mulan people are called magicians, Yuanying monks are called great masters, and Yuanying monks in the later stages are called divine masters.
A huge number of mortal cavalry, at least millions, are scattered within a thousand-mile radius centered on the three great masters. Further afield, there are more women, children, old people, children, and countless cattle and horses.
Due to the large number of these people and livestock, a large black mass was surging like a tidal wave, and its direction was exactly north.
Jiang Yun saw the tribe's flag with his strong eyesight.
Before going out, he had specially studied the language fonts of the prairie people and made full preparations.
"Tianfeng Department, it's you!"
(End of chapter)
