Second update

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"A bunch of waste food!" A roar came from a building in the inner city of Qifeng City. The main hall was positive and wide, with a serious and melodious look. A strange statue stood in the center of the main hall, which was actually a two-faced person. One face was a hideous and terrifying ugly man, which was daunting. The other was a beautiful and charming woman. The bright eyes seemed to attract people deeply. The portrait held a blood-colored sword in his hand, and a blood-like aura naturally emitted from the blade, as if a mountain of corpses was coming to his face.

At this time, an old man who looked like a fairy-like and had three long strands of beard was furious as if thunder. A group of black-clothed cloaked cultivators stood quietly aside, with a man lying on the ground, with blood stains on his body, and had been dead for a long time.

"No. 1, transfer everyone immediately and pay attention to the movements of the eight sects!" the old man turned around with a pale face.

A cloaked cultivator bowed and said, "Mr. Jiang doesn't have to worry. The two who escaped did not really know our details. If the eight sects pursued it, just find a casual cultivator organization as a scapegoat!"

Commander Jiang pondered for a moment and said, "Be prepared for any trouble. You can convert all the blood guards first. Our Blood Killing Alliance is not enough to compete with the eight sects. You can prepare for that scapegoat, just the Shen Ce Alliance!"

That night, the leaders of the eight sects met urgently. The next morning, Han Yun and ten other disciples set out in advance to Lanyue City east of Nanchen. This market is the smallest among the four major cities in Nanchen. Since the entrance to the ancient secret world is in the city, the guards in the city are much stricter than other cities, and the cost of entering the city is twice as high as that of the other cities, so there are relatively few cultivators who settle here.

"Brother Yun, I'll take you around!" Lin Jin'er returned to her place, excitedly dragged Han Yun's hand and said excitedly.

"Jin'er, come with me!" Lan Zhenren said coldly, frowned and glared at the hands of the two holding each other. Lin Jin'er immediately pouted and said coquettishly: "Master, I'll go back after playing, and it's still four days before I can enter the secret world to experience it!"

"No, you can't go anywhere these days. Let's practice well for your teacher!" Lan Zhenren said firmly, with a gloomy face and no room for negotiation. Lin Jiner was stunned. Lan Zhenren is usually very spoiled to Lin Jiner. As long as Lin Jiner acts coquettishly, she will agree to it. This time she unusually ignores Lin Jiner's killer move.

"Come here quickly!" Master Lan's face turned sharp. Lin Jin'er had to pout and let go of Han Yun's hand holding Han Yun, but her feet were like a root, lowering her head and not moving. Master Lan's eyebrows immediately stood up, as if she was about to get angry. Seeing this, Han Yun hurriedly said, "Jin'er, you'd better go back first!"

Then Lin Jin'er stomped her feet hard and walked to Lan Zhenren reluctantly. Lan Zhenren glanced at Han Yun coldly and left with the Shuiyue Sect.

"Hehe, Brother Han, you don't seem to be very fond of Master Lan!" Tuo Hanyun patted Han Yun's shoulder and continued, "But it doesn't matter. You are soaking her goddaughter, not her, why should you please her! But it would be nice if Master Lan can get it, it's delicious!"

A pair of single eyelids squinted and felt very deserving of beating. Han Yun really wanted to beat this guy to death with one punch, and said with a slight smile: "I heard that Lan Zhenren is over a thousand years old and has no dual cultivation partner yet. If you are willing, I will mention it to her next time, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe!"

Tuo Hanyun immediately shrank his neck and shivered, and said with a wry smile: "It's better to avoid this! Brother Han, don't harm me! Lan Zhenren's Frost Sword is not just for fun, I will turn into ice cubes!" Tuo Hanyun wiped his neck vividly.

Han Yun glanced at Tu Hanyun with a meaningful look and said lightly: "Brother Tu knows Lan Zhenren quite well. I have seen her wipe the necks of eight people with one sword. That's so straightforward!"

Tuo Hanyun's expression changed slightly, and he laughed and said, "Brother Han, you scare me again!"

"Let's go!" Feng Duo said lightly, turned around and left first. Han Yun glanced around. Everyone from other sects left, only Feng Duo was left at the scene, Hua Ziliu and Tu Hanyun. Qu Yuan was injured, and his baby son died again. He was also sad and injured. He had already taken two female disciples back to the Kumu Sect first. At present, the four people were headed by Feng Duo.

Hua Ziliu walked past Han Yun, suddenly his eyes narrowed, and he said lightly: "Han Yun, you are not worthy of Miss Zhaoyao!" After saying that, his eyes scattered again and slowly walked away. Han Yun saw a faint trace of ridicule and injustice in his eyes, and couldn't help but touch his nose, sighed inwardly, a trace of shame flashed across his face, and comforted himself secretly: "Who told us that women are good!"

The eight sects have permanent offices in each city, similar to branches, to manage their daily affairs in the city and manage their industries within the sect. Lanyue City is no exception. Unlike Qifeng City, Lanyue City’s offices are established in the inner city, and the other seven sects are the same.

Han Yun and others lived there for two days, and the Kumu Sect sent another courtyard owner to come, which turned out to be the old man Chu Nai. As soon as Chu Nai arrived, he summoned Han Yun!

"Very good! Boy Han, I'm really right. You not only entered the top ten, but also won the first place in the eight sect competitions. The sect leader has announced that the upper and lower court system that has been used for tens of thousands of years has been cancelled. You not only earned the weight of our Kumu Sect, but also gave me Yuheng Courtyard a big face!" Chu Nai was obviously very excited, and his beards trembled.

Han Yun smiled and said, "The master of the institute has been too much. The disciples are just doing their best. It is a blessing to be able to enter the top ten!"

Chu Nai's eyes flashed, a smile appeared on his face, and he praised: "Okay! Don't be arrogant when you win, don't be discouraged when you lose. I'm optimistic about you!"

Han Yun couldn't help but say to himself: "You think I'm useless. Will you give me the position of the steward? Hehe, if this is the case, it's okay to sit there! It's weird... I didn't expect that Old Man Chu's smile... is very friendly!"

Chu Nai stroked his beard lightly and smiled slightly, "You have made great contributions this time. After you go back, the sect leader will definitely receive a lot of rewards. Haha, my family as the sect leader cannot be compared with the sect leader, but it still needs to be expressed!"

Han Yun couldn't help but feel shocked. Looking at the old man's appearance, it seemed that there was a good West to reward him! A light flashed in Chu Nai's hand, and a small flat drum was already added, and he handed it to Han Yun. Han Yun took it and shook it. The flat drum made a deep thud sound, and there was nothing special about it.

"Master, is this?" Han Yun couldn't help but say strangely. Chu Nai gently stroked his beard and smiled slightly, and reached out to grab the flat drum. Han Yun felt a moment of dazedness and said to himself: "Why is Old Man Chu always laughing today? She still laughs... so friendly!"

"This little drum is called 'Qianmengyao'!" Chu Nai shook it gently with the little drum. Han Yun was in a daze again and said embarrassedly: "Qianmengyao? The name is quite elegant, but what does it mean?"

"I want to know what it means?" Chu Nai smiled slightly again, shook the drum gently, and muttered something.

Dong...dongdongdongdong...dongdongdong...dongdong...dongdong...dong...

The drum sounded at a strange rhythm, and Han Yun felt that the Chu Nai in front of him slowly turned into two, four, eight...

Dong...dongdongdongdong...dongdongdong...dongdong...dongdong...dong...

Han Yun felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and his body seemed to be flying slowly, flying and flying, so comfortable, as if he was soaking in a warm hot spring, with a pair of gentle little hands gently pinching his shoulders...

Han Yun's hands slowly relaxed, his eyelids closed heavily, looking very enjoyable, and an ambiguous smile appeared on his face, like a dream: "Yue'er...get down a little more!"

Chu Nai couldn't help but have black lines on his head, but a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. The small flat drum continued to shake, muttering something, suddenly a finger of light shot at Han Yun's eyebrows, and the drum sound stopped abruptly. Han Yun stood there quietly, as if he had completely fallen asleep, and from time to time he opened his mouth and smiled, undoubtedly like a fool.

Chu Nai stroked his beard with satisfaction and asked, "Han Yun, what are you doing now?"

"I'm... in the hot spring! Oh... too!" Han Yun showed a slight embarrassing smile on his face and smashed his mouth.

Chu Nai almost knocked down, coughed lightly, and a finger hit Han Yun's eyebrows. Han Yun's body immediately stiffened and stood up straight like a zombie.

"Double out your own eyes!" Chu Nai said coldly. Han Yun raised his right hand and spread his fingers into his own eyes.

"stop!"

Han Yun's hands stopped beside his eyelids. Chu Nai nodded proudly, very satisfied with the effect of his newly refined soul-catching method.

"Han Yun, I ask you! How can you practice multiple martial arts at the same time? Did you get any treasure that assists in practicing?" Chu Nai asked impatiently.

Based on various signs, Huatou definitely used some tricks that day. That's why Chu Nai deliberately made an excuse to send Huatou to the Five Elements Realm. In the past two years, he finally practiced the soul-catching technique. Taking advantage of the opportunity to replace Qu Yuan, he hurriedly found Han Yun and used the soul-catching technique. A treasure that can make the garbage cultivation of the five elements of the heaven-level spiritual roots improve by leaps and bounds. If anyone can't be moved by the cultivator, only Shen Muzi, an old man with no desires and no desires, can do it.

"There are...I have ones!" Han Yun said like a murmur. A glimmer of light flashed in Chu Nai's eyes and he said anxiously: "What kind of strange treasure?"

"The Spirit-Crafting Pure Bottle, such a big bottle!" Han Yun gestured. Hearing the four words "The Spirit-Crafting Pure Bottle", Chu Nai almost jumped up, his beard trembled slightly excitedly, and said in a trembling voice: "Where is the Spirit-Crafting Pure Bottle? Hand it over quickly!"

Han Yun suddenly said with annoyance: "The bottle... the old man Huatou took the bottle!"

"What? You say it again?" Chu Nai's expression changed drastically.
Chapter completed!