Moon Emperor

Chapter 137
Closing his eyes and listening to the exchange of information silently, Su Yan thought that it was necessary for him to expand his sources of information, and it would be best if he could establish his own intelligence department in the future.

When the exchange session was over, the envoys got up and said goodbye one after another, and the Daitian Temple returned to the state of silence that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Su Yan opened his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, there was an extra set of tea sets on the Zijin table in front of him!
Yes, this is exactly the set of things that the sky wove with divine consciousness before.

Obviously before he left, all these false things had been turned into invisible spiritual thoughts and dissipated; but at this moment, things that should not have existed in the first place reappeared in front of Su Yan.

Su Yan randomly picked up a teacup, flicked it with his fingers, and the cup made a crisp porcelain sound immediately.

Regardless of its weight, feel, and texture, it is exactly the same as the real thing.

The authority of the owner of this generation of Tiandian is really convenient. He felt it and knew that he could even bring these teapots and cups back to the world.

Thinking about it, it wasn't something in the Daitian Temple, it just appeared here and was recorded, so it's no problem to take it away.

Although in the general sense, it is useless to have these broken tea sets, but in some special cases, Su Yan can use them to create unexpected effects.

The soul returned to his body from Daitian Palace, Su Yan easily took off his mask and took back his dantian.

Then he took out a small wooden box from under his bed.

When you open the wooden box, you can see a set of neatly folded women's clothing mainly in plain colors.

Su Yan spread it on the bed and muttered to himself, "Are you really dead?"

"Two days ago, I went to the Arctic Sky Candle Realm, and I met your fellow disciple from the past."

Su Yan stopped here on purpose, and didn't say what happened later.

He waited quietly for a quarter of an hour, but nothing happened.

The reason for this temptation is because the old witch said before that the original owner of Dianjiang Palace has a higher level of cultivation than her. Since the old witch can survive until now, why can't the "little bitch"?

Su Yan thought about it again, his experience of exploring the Jingtianzong site, and felt that the only thing that might have a problem was this set of clothes.

But in a way, it's the most unlikely.

Because Su Yan hugged this thing to sleep from time to time, if there really was a thousand-year-old female ghost hiding in it, wouldn't she have ran out to strangle him to death? ?
It is precisely because he has obtained this set of treasure clothes for a long time, but there has never been any danger, that Su Yan dared to test so blatantly.

If something happened, it would have happened long ago, and it is impossible to be fine until now.

Seeing that there was no movement on the clothes, Su Yan thought for a while and said, "Your fellow student is already dying. She wants to see you for the last time. If you go late, you will never see her again."

After another quarter of an hour, there was still no movement.

So Su Yan said to himself: "Maybe you think I'm making it up, then okay, I'll tell the truth."

"She called you [little bitch], how about it, should you remember now?"

Still no response.

"Okay, I've thought too much." Su Yan put away the clothes neatly after finishing speaking.

That night, a slender and graceful female ghost in an ancient dress floated out from the bed.

She looked at Su Yan who was practicing for a while, and finally returned to the clothes silently, as if she didn't care about the life and death of the so-called "fellows".
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In the early morning of the next day, Immortal Xuan.

Xuanwu withdrew from the cultivation state and opened his eyes.

At this moment, his eyes are full of firmness, and there is no trace of confusion anymore.

Pinpointing the agreed time point, Xuanwu, no, it should be Han Mingyuan; he left the stone house where he lived and went to the Life and Death Terrace in the area on the right side of the canyon.

According to the rules of Undead Xuan, only one of the disciples who competed on this stage can survive.

The Immortal Pavilion in the early morning is filled with mist, and because it is located deep in the canyon, the visibility is very low, and ordinary people will feel scared just walking in it.

But Han Mingyuan walked steadily, breathed evenly, and had a clear direction, and soon came to the vicinity of the platform of life and death.

At this time, there were already three people waiting here, they were a middle-aged man in a black robe with a pale face;

Finally, there is a young girl in a light-colored skirt holding a long sword.

The girl looks about 27 or [-], with long hair hanging down her shoulders. Her appearance is not particularly eye-catching, at least in the practice world where handsome men and beautiful women are everywhere, she can only be regarded as an upper-middle posture.

But her eyes are very impressive, cold, quiet, and concise; there is no trace of hesitation, fear, and worry in them.

But even so, the moment the middle-aged man saw Han Mingyuan, his eyes showed surprise.

He rarely showed a little smile, and said to the old man next to him: "Old Xue, it seems that Mingyuan should be fine today, it's not in vain for me to give him advice these days."

Although the old man was short in stature, he looked very friendly in his temperament and attire, and he didn't look like a demon at all.

At this moment, he smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes, it seems that Mingyuan has made a decision in his heart, and this result can be said to be a happy one."

Hearing the words "As You Like It", the girl next to her held the sword even tighter, her knuckles turning white.

But she still had no expression on her face, and she didn't make any moves to escape, because that would just die faster.

Han Mingyuan walked up to him and first saluted Master and Elder Xue.

The middle-aged man waved his hand, "It's okay, let's get started, your task this time is quite important, I will tell you in detail later as a teacher."

Elder Xue also encouraged: "Work hard, I will ask for credit for you after you come back this time, maybe I can take you into the [Nine Layers of Immortal Heaven]."

This sky is one of the secret realms controlled by Undead Xuan, it can even be said to be the core secret realm; even if the sect is destroyed, as long as the immortal sky is still there, there will be a chance to make a comeback in the future.

Han Mingyuan used to yearn for this place very much. He heard that Shan Yan had entered several times, and his understanding of the "Secret of Immortality" had been further deepened; if he could enter once, there might be a chance to form an alchemy
But at this moment, Han Mingyuan didn't have the slightest nostalgia for it, and just walked in front of Senior Sister Duckweed.

Duckweed was slightly startled, and she stepped back vigilantly, "What are you going to do? The fight hasn't started yet."

Her voice was a little hoarse, which contained some deeply suppressed emotions.

Han Mingyuan didn't respond, but just reached out and grabbed the opponent's left wrist.

During this process, Duckweed once wanted to resist, but after noticing the stern eyes cast by the middle-aged man, she still gave up resistance in despair.

(End of this chapter)