Xuantian 1: Ancient Xuandongtian

The moon and stars are rare, and the equipment library.

Mu Hanchan stood in front of the warehouse door like a statue.

In fact, there is nothing to guard at all, they are all ordinary weapons.Even if it is a magic weapon, the highest is only a middle grade.Of course, this is only for Mu Hanchan.

A middle-grade magic weapon is already something that is not easy to obtain.

The value is generally around 20~50 Lingshi.

Converted into the most commonly used stones for monks in the Condensation Realm, they are [-] to [-] millistones.

With Mu Hanchan's current fixed salary of 6000 hero stones per month, it will take about half a year to save enough spirit stones to buy a medium-grade magic weapon.

As for the other things in the treasury, they are all rattan cards, bows and arrows, and other ordinary weapons that are not worth mentioning.

Although it is an ordinary weapon, but there are so many of them, Mu Hanchan also needs to cheer up and guard carefully, just in case of any emergency or unexpected situation.

Second watch.

"It's time to change the guard."

Mu Hanchan shook the green dragon and phoenix gun in his hand, thinking about it, and walked to the back door of the treasury.

Unexpectedly, when I got to the back door, I saw that the guard at the back door had already fallen asleep lying down.

Mu Hanchan was startled, and subconsciously thought: "Did someone knock me out? Or was it drugged?"

After quickly approaching, I found that it turned out to be simply falling asleep.

Because the person's breath is well-proportioned and his posture is extremely relaxed.

"Hey!"

Mu Hanchan shouted.

no respond.

"Hey, wake up!" Mu Hanchan shouted, pushing him again.

"Huh? What are you doing?" The man muttered sleepily, and was about to continue sleeping.

Mu Hanchan said: "It's the second watch, it's time for us to change guards."

Unexpectedly, the man said dissatisfiedly: "Whatever the post is, you will take your place, and I will take mine."

"But according to the regulations, every shift will change the post." Mu Hanchan said.

Unexpectedly, the man said: "What rules and regulations do not stipulate? It's almost enough. How can anyone not sleep on the night shift?"

The man was a thin man, tall and thin.

"The guards in the treasury don't let me sleep. If something happens, I will be held accountable."

Mu Hanchan frowned and said.

"I know the people above very well, don't worry, it's fine. Sleep peacefully. And nothing will happen."

said the thin man.

"What if something happens?"

"Hey, don't you bother, you are so serious, you should be allowed to guard the cemetery." The thin man said.

But Mu Hanchan didn't dare to neglect the guard of the treasury, so he reported it.

As a result, Mu Hanchan was transferred from his post again, and the thin man restrained himself for half a month.

Two months later, the prince's cemetery.

It was August and the weather was extremely hot.

"Hey, who do you think is buried here? Why do we need six ninth-floor monks to guard the gate together?" said a monk on the ninth floor of Condensation Essence.

"A prince, there are two coffins guarding the twelfth floor of condensed yuan inside." Another person said.

Another person said: "The prince doesn't need our dozen or so high-level monks in the condensing state to guard the place for twelve hours a day?"

"What do you know? It has been guarding for more than 200 years, and the gatekeepers have changed several batches." Another person said.

"I heard that this prince helped the Yunyang Shangzong before his death, and he also saved two immortal cultivators."

"Huh? Really?"

"That's right. It seems to be Ziyun Mountain and Yanmo Mountain. At that time, a pair of good brothers and sisters were in danger when they went out to practice, and their lives were almost hanging by a thread. Later, the prince took all the pills he had collected for a long time. Feed the two of them down, and treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor, but it turned out to be cured. So this relationship was forged."

Hearing Yanmo Mountain, one of them moved his eyes.

"The two immortal cultivators are probably at least those who are at the Lingdan stage? Hey, I'm envious. We don't know when we will be able to achieve such a cultivation level."

"You? Just forget it. What kind of spiritual root and aptitude do you have, don't you have any points in your heart?"

"You can't say that. Immortal cultivation depends not only on aptitude, but also on chance. If there is a chance, anyone can soar into the sky."

"Impossible, it is impossible for a person to reach the sky in one step. Even if you have the opportunity, you have to work steadily and slowly turn the opportunity you get into strength."

"Okay, okay, here we come."

So the six of them stood up and waited for people to arrive.

After a while, a flat boat floated in the sky, and there were long rainbows at the tail of the boat.There is a young man and a fierce beast on board.

"I have seen seniors."

The six people realized that the young man's cultivation was unfathomable, so he quickly bowed and said.

The young man is imposing, solemn and deep.

"Ah."

After a simple answer, he was about to enter the cemetery.

"Senior, wait a moment, please register." One person said quickly.

The young man frowned, seeming slightly displeased.

The former quickly apologized and said with a smile: "It's a routine."

Only then did the young people cooperate and said: "Yunyang Sect, Ziyun Mountain, Yinyang Sect, the three disciples under the Yin System."

"May I ask your cultivation base and identity?"

"True disciple."

The young man did not answer his cultivation level, but simply talked about his identity.

"Huh?" The former didn't dare to continue asking.

The young man frowned, and said impatiently: "Are you ready? Well, I'm going to go in to worship, and then I have something else to do."

"Okay, okay." The former said with a quick smile.

Just as the young man was about to enter the cemetery, a young man with a spear suddenly stood up.

"and many more."

said the young man.

"What's wrong?" The young man frowned, as if very unhappy.

The young man said: "You can go in, but you, a spiritual pet, cannot be brought in."

"Who told you that?" asked the young man.

The young man said: "There are rules."

At this time, the previous person hurriedly persuaded: "Old Mu, forget it, it's almost enough. Let the senior go in."

The young man said: "Why don't I know about this regulation?"

The young man pointed to the stone tablet at the door and said, "Look, there is something written on the stone tablet."

So the young man glanced sideways at the stele, and at this moment the rest of the people also frantically pulled the young man's sleeves, signaling the young man to turn a blind eye and let the young man pass the test.

This young man is naturally Mu Hanchan, who was transferred to guard the cemetery.

"Why didn't others tell me?" the young man asked.

Mu Hanchan said: "I don't know why others didn't tell you, but it is indeed written on the stone tablet."

"So what?"

The young man raised his eyebrows and asked proudly.

"If you have it, you can't bring it." Mu Hanchan said.

The young man said: "What if I don't bring a spiritual pet in?" His words were already quite cold, with a little bit of murderous intent.

Mu Hanchan said: "Then I can only stop you according to the regulations."

So he stood up holding a spear with a blue dragon and a phoenix pattern.

"Ha ha!"

The young man suddenly laughed out loud, as if he heard some big joke.

He asked: "You, a little cultivator at the ninth level of condensed essence, dare to utter wild words to pull me down? Do you know what cultivation level I am?"

The five people on the side also looked at Mu Hanchan with shocked eyes.

"I don't know, but it's written on the stone tablet that you can't bring spiritual pets, and there is no exception for your cultivation."

Mu Hanchan replied.

At this time, a few people said: "Forget it, old Mu, let people go in."

"no!"

Mu Hanchan said.

He also said: "If the spiritual pet destroys the spiritual grass and plants in the cemetery, you will be punished, and I will be punished."

A few people next to him said: "Everyone bears it together."

Mu Hanchan said, "I don't want to."

He added: "I don't need to take the responsibility that I don't need to take at all."

The young people heard and said, "Good!"

He also said: "I have joined Ziyun Mountain's Yin-Yang Sect Yin System for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen someone with a lower cultivation than me dare to stop me."

But Mu Hanchan said: "Ziyun Mountain belongs to the Yunyang Sect, and I hope that my brother will pay attention to his personal image, so as not to damage the reputation of the Sect."

"Are you also from the Yunyang Sect?"

"Yes."

"That mountain gate of yours?"

"Yanmo Mountain."

"Who is sitting down?"

"No one is sitting down."

"Ha ha."

The young man smiled when he heard this, and said, "So it's a little handyman."

Hearing this, Mu Hanchan frowned.

The people on the side still persuaded: "Forget it, Lao Mu, you and him belong to the same sect, so give way to senior."

"I originally wanted to, but seeing him look down on me so much, I don't want to let it go." Mu Hanchan said.

"Ha ha!"

The young man laughed and said, "Why should I look down on you? What is your status and what is my status? What is your cultivation and what is mine?"

"In that case, brother, please follow the rules." Mu Hanchan said restrainedly.

The young man said, "What if I don't?"

"Then I can only stop you."

"Ha ha!"

The young man sneered and said, "If I fight with you directly, it will definitely make people laugh and make people believe."

"so?"

"How about this, you take three tricks from me, if you can take it, I won't take the spiritual pet. If you can't take it, I will take it today."

The person on the side said: "Old Mu, don't pick it up, people don't know what cultivation is."

Mu Hanchan hesitated for a while, and asked, "Are you already in the realm of panacea?"

"Ha ha!"

The young man smiled and said, "You really think highly of me? Anyone in the Spiritual Pill Realm is qualified to open a door. If I am a Spiritual Pill, I will still be a true disciple?"

"Then what is your cultivation?" Mu Hanchan asked.

The young man said: "Three layers of Ning Ling!"

Everyone next to him gasped when they heard it.

Mu Hanchan was also silent.

Because he was really not sure about taking the opponent's three moves, and his realm was two big ranks behind.

"I don't use magical tools, let alone spiritual weapons, and I only use [-]% of my spiritual power." The young man said proudly.

A person at the side stopped him: "Senior, please enter the cemetery. You are in the Condensed Spirit Realm, and you are still on the third floor. I am afraid that even a hundred of us will not be enough for you."

"Hehe, you do have self-knowledge. But your companion is too stupid, and you don't know how much you weigh." The young man sneered.

"Remember, I'm from the Yin-Yang sect of Ziyun Mountain. When I meet our Yin-type disciples, I'll be a man with my tail between my legs."

The young man said disdainfully, and wanted to enter the cemetery.

Maybe it was his last sentence of being a man with his tail between his legs, which completely aroused Mu Hanchan's anger, so Mu Hanchan said, "Okay! I will give you three tricks."

And took a step forward under the shocked eyes of several people.

This step, many people can not get out of their lives.