Junior Brother.

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He is also a disciple of the ancestor of Tianxuan Dao, and Han Muye is indeed Wen Mosheng's younger brother.

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It's just that this relationship is estranged, and Han Muye himself doesn't care.

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Climbing the senior brother Wen Mosheng, what good can he do?

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However, Han Muye did not expect that Wen Mosheng would directly ask him to control Tianxuan.

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"Wen Xiang, given the current situation, Tian Xuan doesn't have no chance of winning, right?" Han Muye frowned and asked in a deep voice.

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Daoism is the general trend, although the power of the fairy world is extremely strong, but it is not to the level of crushing.

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Especially now that the cause and effect of reincarnation is not obvious, saints and semi-sages have no absolute advantage.

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Those great cultivators in the fairy world have their power suppressed, their world is in turmoil, and they also have headaches.

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"Odds of winning?" Wen Mosheng in front shook his head and said softly, "At present, there is really no chance of winning."

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"The fairy world is stronger than my Tianxuan. If Junior Brother Chen and I are not suppressed, we still have a chance to fight."

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"Now that the Taoism is fighting together, I am ten times less powerful than the fairy world."

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"Also," Wen Mo said with a worried look on his face: "Over 80% of the cultivators from outside the land of Taoism have defected to the fairy world."

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The foreign powerhouses are all here to fight for the chance.

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These people don't care about morality, they only look at the comparison of strength and weakness.

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The stronger the fairy spirit, the more attracted them.

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On the other hand, seeing Tian Xuan being suppressed, these people will not come to vote.

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"I've discussed with Junior Brother Chen, and I'm going to recruit some of the powerhouses and go to the fairy world to fight and kill them first, so that they won't be too happy."

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Wen Mosheng looked at Han Mu's wild road.

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A fight?

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This method is quite good.

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Just like this, will the other side start the battle ahead of time?

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Also, if the other party uses the same method, wouldn't he have to bear all the pressure in Xuanyuan's world that day?

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Looking at Wen Mosheng, Han Muye understood that this old fox did it on purpose.

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There is a threat to the fairy world, but it is not to the point where Wen Mosheng and Chen Qingzhi are needed to kill them in person.

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"Wen Xiang, I went to Broken Star Island and found many allies for Tianxuan. Can this fight be slowed down?" Han Muye said aloud.

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Wen Mosheng's eyes lit up when he heard the ally being brought in.

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"Senior brother, let's talk about it."

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This old guy should have been waiting for a long time.

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When I returned from Broken Star Island, Wen Xiang probably wanted to know about the past few years.

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Han Muye chuckled and recounted what happened on Broken Star Island.

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My own comments on swords are skipped, mainly about the decisions of the great powers such as the Endless Heavenly Venerate, the Jinnan Realm, and the Wild Qilin.

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Wen Mosheng's face was delighted by the surprise that the unicorn, the beast of Manghuang overhaul, was coming to the Profound Sky World.

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It was even more surprising that the Confucian and Taoist heritage of the Jinnan region was willing to help Tianxuan.

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"In this way, Xu Qingteng should focus on it." Wen Mo said softly.

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Xu Qingteng's way of practice, for Jinnan practitioners, is a kind of spiritual shock.

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If Xu Qingteng goes to the Jinnan region, it is also possible to become a saint in an instant by virtue of his merits and virtues.

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Of course, the premise is that Xu Qingteng can go.

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The powerful forces of the two sides were willing to form an alliance with Tianxuan, which made Wen Mo's face look much better.

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"Hell is not empty, Heavenly Venerate will not leave?" When Han Muye told the foundation of the Endless Heavenly Venerate's enlightenment, Wen Mosheng stood up with a solemn expression on his face.

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"It turns out that this is the ultimate way of detachment for the great cultivator." Wen Mo nodded.

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"Cultivation, after severing the cycle of karma and reincarnation, look at it again. In fact, it is not the living beings that are entangled, but the Dao."

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"But the Dao is the source of all power. How to balance it so that we can detach?"

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Wen Mosheng seemed to be talking to Han Muye, but also to himself.

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Han Muye knew that this kind of detachment was extremely difficult.

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Only when the great wish of the Endless Heavenly Venerate is established can it be half a step ahead.

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But can the promise that **** is not empty really come true?

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Han Muye didn't know either.

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The detachment of the great cultivator is completely unimaginable.

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Han Muye's trip to Broken Star Island not only enhanced his own strength, but also attracted powerful allies.

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The Confucianism and Taoism in the Jinnan region will definitely help Tianxuan Confucianism and Taoism with all their strength, as well as Jiange and Manghuang, both of which are extremely powerful.

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Most importantly, Tianxuan alone can make Tianxuan invincible.

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"If Endless Heavenly Venerate is really willing to help..." Wen Mo pondered for a while, nodded and said, "In this way, Junior Brother Chen and I will do our best to maintain the line of defense."

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"Is it enough to give you twenty years to stabilize the Profound Sky?"

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Twenty years later, the Relics of the Wilderness will return to Tianxuan. At that time, even if Wen Mosheng and Chen Qingzhi don't make a move, the fairy world will attack them with all their strength.

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Twenty years?

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Stabilize the Profound Sky World?

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Han Muye's eyes flashed, and he said lightly, "Then I have to go to Bailu Mountain in advance."

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Go to Bailu Mountain!

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Wen Mo Sheng nodded and said, "Okay, I'll issue a decree now, asking the head of Bailu Mountain Academy to come to the imperial city."

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"Imperial City Academy, the center of the dynasty, I'll leave it to you."

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"Twenty years later, I hope Tianxuan will be stable and lay the foundation for the victory in the future Dao struggle."

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While speaking, Wen Mo Sheng lifted the ink pen and scribbled on the scroll in front of him.

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"Om—"

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At this moment, a golden talisman of communication flew down.

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Wen Mo Sheng raised his hand to attract Fu Lu, frowning.

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"The East China Sea is in chaos..."

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He threw the golden talisman to Han Muye.

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Han Muye stretched out his hand to take it, and his divine sense penetrated.

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The East China Sea is in chaos.

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Since Marquis Wu introduced the East China Sea Flood Dragon Clan into the Void Battlefield, the East China Sea Lingjia Monster Clan lost its suppression, and there was chaos in the East China Sea.

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Those kendo sects in the East China Sea were originally able to block the spirit armor monster clan, but now they are fighting each other, being divided and outflanked, and many sword cultivators have fallen.

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The islands where the scattered cultivators gathered were captured by the spirit armor monster clan, and the major kendo sects were busy robbing the spiritual lands of the Jiaolong clan after they left, ignoring the lives of the scattered cultivators and low-level cultivators at all.

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"Donghai..." Han Muye narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "I'll go there."

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Donghai Jianxiu was an important part of the kendo formation he envisioned.

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These sword cultivators couldn't just be slaughtered by the Spirit Armor Monster Race.

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Since Donghai Jianxiu is a piece of loose sand, then Han Muye will go and subdue all these guys.

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"Okay." Wen Mo said with a smile on his face, the scroll in front of him that had already written down was put away, and he wrote another one.

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Looking at his appearance, Han Muye guessed that he had been tricked again.

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Otherwise, why would I be reluctant to deal with this guy? That's why.

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Not refreshing.

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Han Muye was too lazy to wait any longer and left immediately.

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In the hall, looking at his back, Wen Mo smiled even more.

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"Bookbag, you plan on him like this, aren't you afraid that he will turn his face?" came the voice of Marquis Wu.

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The figure of Marquis Wu in iron armor appeared, and he looked at Wen Mosheng: "He doesn't know that behind the fairy world is the three-day sect, and there is even a plan from Tianzun. If you let him act recklessly, it will be difficult for him to explain it in the future."

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"Explain?" Wen Mo's face was calm, and he said, "If the Tao is victorious, everything will cease, if the Tao is victorious, hehe..."

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If Taoism wins, what else can you explain?

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Marquis Wu shook his head, did not speak, and dispersed.

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Their real bodies were all outside the world, the fighting was fierce there, and they didn't have much energy to care about Tianxuan's affairs.

Wen Mo said that handing Tianxuan to Han Muye was not just talking.

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The battle outside the world is the focus.

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Confucianism and Taoism, and the elite of Tianxuan are all outside the world. The focus of Wen Xiang and Marquis Wu is of course outside the world.

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Not long after Han Muye returned to Danyuan Pavilion, news spread in the imperial city.

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The prince, Yun Duan, wants to go to the East China Sea to pacify the chaos.

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The strong swordsmen of the royal family, the masters of the Imperial City Academy, and the Grand Master Muye, who returned from outside the world, also accompanied him.

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In addition, Xuanyang Guard's reserve commander's trial was ahead of schedule. Three thousand reserve commanders scattered Tianxuan, and some of the reserve commanders from the East China Sea returned to the East China Sea.

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In the small courtyard of Danyuan Pavilion, Han Muye sat upright.

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Huang Zhihu, who crept in, didn't expect Han Muye to be waiting for her, and suddenly looked annoyed.

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"Look what time is it now?" Han Muye said coldly.

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Huang Zhihu scratched his hair that was already a little messy, and said in a low voice, "Two watch days..."

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Before he could finish speaking, the sound of a bang came from outside at the third watch.

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Three shifts.

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"A girl who only returned in the middle of the night. If it wasn't for me, wouldn't you have to stay home at night again?" Han Muye snorted coldly.

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Huang Zhihu lowered his head and said nothing.

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Yun Duan asked her not to come back, but she didn't dare.

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"Is it your idea that Yun Duan is going to the East China Sea?" Han Muye looked at Huang Zhihu.

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Hearing this news, Han Muye knew that there was a deliberate plan behind it.

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To suppress the rebellion in the East China Sea, why do you need these drags?

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If he were to rely on himself, he would just move eastward with his sword.

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"That, it was Yun Duan who wanted to go, and Aunt Yun Jin..." Huang Zhihu took his eyes to Han Muye.

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Yun Duan often spoke ill of Han Muye in front of her.

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What has ruined the reputation of the Yunjin County Master is like nothing, a heartless man, a scumbag, no man can eat like this, slap his **** and leave.

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Although Huang Zhihu didn't find any stories in Yunjin's place, she also felt that there was a story in it.

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Otherwise, why is the Princess Yunjin so kind to him?

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This afternoon, I went to Xianzhou to report a letter, and I sent me all kinds of medicinal pills worth millions, as well as many delicious fruits.

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Originally, Huang Zhihu was only going to knock 10,000 spirit stones, and then go to the fairy boat with Yun Duan to drink flower wine.

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"Are you also on the list to go to the East China Sea?" Han Muye glared at Yellow Fat Tiger.

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A smile appeared on Huang Zhihu's face, and he instantly restrained himself. He said in a low voice, "Hey, Yun Duan and I have a good relationship. How can you be assured that she will go to the East China Sea alone..."

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Han Muye snorted, stood up, and went straight back to his wing.

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These little guys who haven't experienced a real **** battle, it's good to see them.

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Dao Zheng, it's not a dinner invitation.

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Seeing Han Muye leave, Huang Zhihu stuck out his tongue and got into his own room.

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To go to the East China Sea, she has to prepare well.

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It's just that she didn't know that after Han Muye's figure landed in the wing, it instantly turned into a spiritual light and disappeared.

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It's just an incarnation of a primordial spirit.

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He himself is now on the Yongding River.

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On a painting boat, in front of Xu Wei, who was sitting opposite, spread out a few scrolls and words.

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"Neat." Xu Wei commented while watching it carefully.

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"This is neat and tidy, I have very little Tianxuan Confucianism."

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"Although I've always disapproved of such a rigorous approach to cultivation, this fine-tuned method is also highly desirable."

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"Looking at it this way, the Confucianism and Taoism in the Jinnan region, the low-level practitioners are probably much stronger than my Tianxuan."

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Han Muye nodded.

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Xu Wei's speculation was not wrong.

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Most of the things in the world are hard work.

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Very few are truly talented.

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From Tongsheng to Xiucai, and even to becoming a non-commissioned officer, they all depend on hard work and finesse.

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It's just that in the future, you need to really fight for talent.

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The qualifications are not enough, and it is difficult to move an inch.

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Han Muye himself was also limited by his talent at the beginning, and it wasn't until later that he refined the medicinal pill that changed his cultivation talent and solved the problem.

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In a low voice, he explained the cultivation rules of the Jinnan region. Han Muye said with a smile, "Mr. Qingteng, your cultivation story makes that senior Tao Zhixing yearn very much."

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"I think this one will come to visit you soon."

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Although Tao Zhixing said he would come to Tianxuan at the beginning, he did not come right away.

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In the land of Taoism, you can only get in but not. If you really want to come, you need to prepare in advance.

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It's not that everyone has the world's top powerhouses like Endless Heavenly Venerate.

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Xu Wei is also interested in the Jinnan area.

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This kind of fine practice is what he himself lacks.

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There are advantages and disadvantages to his arrogance.

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Han Muye drank with Xu Wei on the boat, and when he knew the sky was turning white, he got up and left.

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Seeing him leave, Xu Wei covered his mouth with his hand and coughed softly.

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"Hey, your body really can't endure like this..." A voice sounded, and a woman in a pale white dress came over, her eyes filled with pity.

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"Haha, this kid is my drinking buddy, why should I have a good drink with him."

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Xu Wei laughed indifferently, and then there was a hint of loneliness in his eyes: "Besides, I don't know how many times we can drink together with him..."

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……

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When Han Muye landed on the bank of the river, he saw the light and shadow of the rising sun in the distance shining on the immortal boat, emitting a dazzling soft light.

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On the third floor of the immortal boat, someone seemed to be looking at him.

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Han Muye didn't go to Xianzhou.

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There are some things that stay beautiful in the heart.

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Three days later, the gate of Xuanyangwei's camp in the imperial city opened, and a team of black armor rushed out.

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The leaders were the solemn-looking Cloud Satin and the Yellow Fat Tiger.

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At the back, there are several preparatory commanders from the East China Sea.

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Three hundred elites accompany them.

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"It's a pity, Jianhu has only worn women's clothes twice..." In the camp, Qian Yutang leaned against the fence and stared at the distant team.

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"Hmph~lightnovelpub.net~ Sword Tiger should be like this, women's clothing, if you marry him, you can watch it every day." Bai Jianfei raised his head and grinned.

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Qian Yutang snorted, turned around and left.

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"I'm going to ask Lord Lu Yang. It's really boring to be trapped in the imperial city like this. A husband can't run wild in the world, so how can you hold a beautiful woman back?"

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"The one who can match the Sword Tiger must be the first-class man in the world!"

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Hearing his words, Bai Jianfei hurriedly ran after him: "Let's go, let's go, I heard that Jianhu's adoptive father is going to hire her a son-in-law, but I don't know who the old man is and what are the requirements..."

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"roll!"

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……

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On the Yongding River, ten large ships lined up.

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One by one, the Xuanyang guards boarded the ship solemnly.

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The surrounding merchant ships and painting boats were all carefully avoided.

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"Ugh—"

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The horn sounded, and above the flagship, the royal banner of the Tianxuan Dynasty was raised.

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In the distance, on the Yunjin Immortal Boat in the immortal city, there is a Qing song.

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"The world is so ridiculous, infatuation is the most troublesome..."

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Han Muye looked in the direction of Xianzhou, his eyes flashed with divine light, and finally turned to look at Xuanyang Guard in black armor standing solemnly on the front deck, and said lightly, "Go here, Dingdonghai."

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