The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Hey! Hey!

Arrow feathers were inserted into the wild boar.

"Ohhhhhhh!"

The wild boar screamed in disbelief, and instantly fell to the ground and died.

In the gorge, the tragic and heroic repairs who had besieged the wild boar were all startled. The wild boar demon, exhausted and hard to break, was killed in seconds?

Everyone was horrified and looked at the mountain together.

But when they saw Yan Chuan and his group, their faces sank.

"Everyone, what does this mean?" one of them worried.

After all, the other party is thousands of people. I have more than 20 left, so how can I fight? Are they here to grab the boar demon? No way!

"Pick someone in charge, my king has something to ask!" Huo Guang shouted.

Everyone below looked at each other. There was a hesitation on his face.

On the mountain, Jiu Jiansheng and others looked at Yan Chuan puzzledly.

"Uncle Master, what are you looking for for them?" Jiu Jiansheng asked curiously.

Liu Jin took out a dragon chair and sat down for Yan Chuan.

"I have my own plan!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, not far away, above Yan Chuan Longtai, a white light came.

"Meow!"

The white light fell on Yan Chuan's shoulder.

"What happened just now? The pig called?" Meow exclaimed excitedly.

"Huh, can this cat talk?" Jiu Jiansheng and Seven Swordsman suddenly widened their eyes.

"Cat? You said I was a cat?" Meow Meow looked at the eight people with a stern face.

"Is Uncle Master prepared for Miss Zi? It's really cute!" Jiu Jiansheng said with emotion.

"Lovely your sister, my mother is a tiger, tiger!" Meow said indignantly.

"Uh!" Everyone's faces were slightly stiff.

"Meow Meow is indeed a tiger, don't mess with her!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Ah? Oh!" The eight nodded weirdly.

"It's almost the same!" Meow was relieved.

"By the way, there was a pig barking just now? Ah, there really is a big pig down there!" Meow surprised.

"Didn't you sleep all the time? Why did you wake up suddenly?" Yan Chuan asked in confusion.

"I like to hear the sound of killing pigs! It's so tragic, you don't call me!" Meow immediately said indignantly.

"Do you like the sound of killing pigs?" Yan Chuan asked unexpectedly.

More than Yan Chuan's accident, everyone around was at a loss, like a kitten who likes to listen to the sound of killing pigs?

At this moment, a man in red also walked up from below.

The big man was led to Yan Chuan.

"In Xiamu Qianli, I don't know why you seniors came here!" The big man said slightly nervously.

"Don't worry, we are just passing by. By the way, I want to ask you something!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"The wild boar demon!" Mu Qianli said with some expectation.

"Give it to you!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Thank you seniors, seniors have asked, and juniors must know everything!" Mu Qianli said excitedly.

"I just heard you say that you are from Wuyou City? What list? And which sect do you belong to? Can you tell me?" Yan Chuan curiously asked.

"Ah, that's all?" Mu Qianli asked unexpectedly.

"That's it!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Thank you, senior, for your accomplishment. These problems of senior are no secrets. Those of us are people who ask for life in Worry-Free City. Most of them are casual cultivators. Some are people from small families and small sects. Because we are relatively weak, so We can only gather together. In Wuyou City, we have a collective name called'Mai Xiu'." Mu Qianli said bitterly.

"Servant repair?" Yan Chuan asked in confusion.

"Yes, in Wuyou City, we servants accept orders from others, such as looking for certain alchemy and refining materials, and we help them find them. They give us enough spiritual stones. Cultivation requires a lot of resources. We finally reached the essence level, so naturally we have to work harder, earn more spirit stones, and cultivate more resources!" Mu Qianli smiled bitterly.

"It turns out that casual repair is so painful!" Huo Guang aside, surprised.

Mu Qianli smiled wryly. Mortal people often say that cultivators are free, but how do mortals know that those who are free are cultivators who are not enterprising, sitting and waiting for death.

"For example, how many spirit stones can you earn in a month?" Yan Chuan asked curiously.

"We? There are no fixed ones, but, on average, I can earn 50 low-grade spirit stones, 20 for my own practice, and 30 for my wife and son!" Mu Qianli Proudly.

Obviously, fifty low-grade spirit stones a month is a very successful number.

"Worry City, do you have a lot of helpers like you?" Yan Chuan asked curiously.

"Many, why not! At least tens of thousands!" Mu Qianli said affirmatively.

"I see, thanks a lot! Go ahead!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Yes, thank you, senior!" Mu Qianli retreated tremblingly.

At the bottom of the mountain, Jin Yijun retracted the sun-shooting arrow from the boar demon and slowly retreated.

Mu Qianli went down the mountain, and curiously asked the last Jinyi army who was about to leave: "Senior, please tell me, who is your king?"

"Wang? Hahaha, my king is the peak master of Dahezong Tianfeng!" The Jin Yibing said proudly, and after speaking, he lost his face and surprised Mu Qianli.

"Tianfeng Peak Master? Dahezong? Yan Chuan?" Mu Qianli said.

"The one who killed six thousand Sun-Moon League disciples overnight, blood demon Yan Chuan?" Mu Qianli watched Yan Chuan's army in horror.

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