People are in Yaowu, starting from the mountain god panel

Chapter 117
Three days later, half of the masters from Jiannan Road came to Mianzhou City.

There are even many powerful heretics who have traveled thousands of miles to come.

For a time, Mianzhou City was extremely lively.

The county magistrate Chu Wencai didn't dare to offend those big bosses, so he pretended to be sick and stayed in the county office all day without going out.

Not to mention him, even the governor would not provoke those strong men at will.

Ye Changan, who was practicing whipping at the Baicaoxuan martial arts field, could already feel several auras that were threatening to him.

There is no doubt that these people are all fifth-grade master-level warriors.

Almost all of them are masters among the top forces in Jiannan Road, and none of them are inferior to Zhu Naner's master Jiu Sanren.

With so many masters showing up, if something unexpected happened during the demon chaos, even Jiu Sanren might not be able to protect him and Zhu Nan'er.

Besides, if you just want to watch the demon chaos, there is no need to go there in person.

His magical power [perception] is better than a telescope.

More and more powerful people gathered in Mianzhou City. The originally small number of innate warriors was now everywhere in the city like beans.

A person buying cakes on the street might be the leader of a faction who hides his identity.

Just when Mianzhou City was about to be overcrowded, the demonic movement began.

Ye Changan was the first person in the city to feel the abnormality. As a mountain god, his perception of evil spirits was far superior to that of an innate warrior.

While he was practicing whipping, he noticed that the demonic energy in the north of Mianzhou was rising sharply, and he could clearly sense it from more than ten miles away.

"The demonic chaos has begun," he murmured in a low voice.

But that's all. The mountain whip in his hand stopped for three breaths and then started moving again.

He didn't want to join in the fun at this time.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the fifth-level martial arts masters in the city also began to notice the abnormality.

Sitting in a tavern in the corner of the city were a pair of masters and apprentices, none other than Jiu San and Zhu Nan'er.

Jiu Sanren had a wine pot in front of him and was already extremely drunk.

He said inarticulately: "This Mianzhou Liangye wine is delicious."

Zhu Nan'er was already used to this. Anyway, no matter what kind of wine it was, it was impossible for a fifth-grade martial artist to get drunk, so she naturally didn't have to worry about it.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiu Sanren, who looked drunk at first, suddenly raised his head, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he laughed and said: "Girl Zhu, let's go, let's go see which old guys are here this time."

His eyes were extremely clear, and he looked drunk.

Zhu Nan'er nodded slightly when he heard the words, stood up and held the sword beside him.

Jiu Sanren smiled and took out 35 copper coins from his arms and placed them on the wine table.

Zhu Nan'er frowned slightly: "Master, the price of the drink is 34 Wen."

"Give me an extra penny to get some luck."

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She couldn't help but roll her eyes at her master's nonsensical behavior.

At the same time, more and more people in the city noticed something unusual in the north, and everyone's eyes showed surprise.

The rare treasures born in the chaos of monsters are extremely precious.

The technique that was released during the last demonic chaos has become one of the heirlooms of a large sect in the Central Plains, and its gold content can be imagined.

Several figures flew directly past the tens of meters high city wall and ran towards the north.

Jiu Sanren's master and apprentice were not in a hurry, and still walked leisurely on the streets of Mianzhou City.

When the two of them arrived at the chaotic place in the north of the city, people were already standing at the foot of the mountain.Most monsters appear in the mountains, and this time is no exception.

Zhu Nan'er looked around and saw that the demonic aura emanating from the woods ahead was so strong that it was visible to the naked eye.

The misty and agile evil purple mist swayed left and right in the forest, adding a bit of eerieness.

Jiu San Ren is well-known in Jiannan Road, so many people present recognized his identity.

Most people had a look of fear on their faces, and no one was willing to compete with a long-famous fifth-level master for a treasure.

Some forces close to the Nanjian Sect came forward to say hello when they saw Jiu Sanren.

Jiu SanRen changed his usual lazy demeanor and responded one by one with the style of a master.

The crowd was like a tide, making way for the master and apprentice. This was the privilege of a master.

The two quickly arrived at the front of the crowd, where eight people were already standing.

The eight people also felt Jiu Sanren's aura and turned their heads to look over.

One of them, a young man with white hair and white eyebrows, who looked no older than 20 years old, said enthusiastically: "Old man Jiu, Master Li is not here?"

Jiu Sanren rolled his eyes: "Old thief Wu, don't be disgusting. I'm only one year older than you."

Zhu Nan'er's eyes showed surprise when she heard this, and she also recognized the identity of the young man in front of her.

This man's name is Wu Han. Although he looks no older than [-] years old, he is actually over a hundred years old like his master.

After reaching the fifth level of the Subtle Realm, the control over the body has reached an abnormal level, and the life span has more than doubled.

An average sixth-grade expert can live up to two hundred years, but once he reaches fifth-grade, he can live a full 400 years.

Once you reach that level, it is not difficult to keep your appearance youthful forever, just like Wu Han in front of you.

Wu Han was not annoyed by being ridiculed and continued to joke with Jiu Sanren with a smile.

Jiu Sanren glanced at the other seven people and immediately spotted the middle-aged Confucian scholar standing at the farthest end.

He walked over in two or two steps, changed his usual ungrateful demeanor and clasped his fists and said, "Master Qiu, the Qinghu Sect is indeed an outstanding place. This young disciple was saved by a disciple of your noble sect. I am extremely grateful."

When Zhu Naner heard that the middle-aged Confucian scholar in front of him was from the Qinghu Sect, he also showed a grateful smile.

Qinghu Sect is the number one Confucian and Taoist sect in Jiannan Dao, and it has three disciples, all with first-rate strength and foundation.

The so-called "Three Masters" means that the Qinghu Sect has three fifth-grade experts.

And the Master Qiu Kuanqiu in front of him is one of them.

Qiu Kuan has an old-fashioned temperament, and he said with a serious smile: "Brother Jiu, you are so polite, I wonder which disciple of mine saved your noble disciple?"

Zhu Nan'er, who was standing behind Jiu Sanren, took a step forward and answered first, "It's Chang An, Senior Brother Chang."

When he heard the word Chang'an, Qiu Kuan looked happy on the surface.

But he was murmuring in his heart because he had never heard that the Qinghu Sect had an outstanding disciple named Chang An.

However, although the Qinghu Sect has a small number of people, there are still more than a hundred people, so it is normal not to recognize a few rising stars.

Qiu Kuan's face showed a rare warmth: "Brother Jiu, I will bring Chang An to your sect to have a drink with you someday."

Jiu Sanren was overjoyed when he heard this: "Okay, then it's settled."

While the two were talking, a strange phenomenon appeared in the mountains and forests ahead.

I saw the purple mist in which the demonic energy had materialized gradually gathered, and finally turned into a painting.

A graceful hill that is not too high appears in the painting.

The young-looking Wu Han's eyes glowed golden, and he licked his lips excitedly: "The exotic treasure has finally appeared."

(End of this chapter)