I am a mortal, a disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain

Outside Yun Junfeng's restraint, two young monks, a man and a woman, were waiting patiently.

Among them, the female cultivator was dressed in a white Taoist robe, her delicate and fair face was a little baby fat, and the identity jade plate around her waist was engraved with Yun Junfeng's wolf head pattern.

The male cultivator was wearing the standard yellow silk shirt of Huangfeng Valley. His appearance was elegant and easy-going, which made people feel good about him.

The female cultivator is Han Yunzhi's disciple, and Jiang Yun's disciple has a high status in the sect, and Huang Fenggu is almost a subordinate sect of Lingshou Mountain.

But an incredible scene appeared.

When facing this Yellow Maple Valley disciple, the female cultivator was very polite, even a little respectful.

I saw the female cultivator with a gentle smile on her face, and said softly: "Uncle Wu, don't worry, that Yun Jun has already sent in the letterhead just now, as long as the master doesn't close the life and death test, you can see it soon, maybe soon sent a reply."

After hearing what the female nun said, the yellow-shirted monk was a little uneasy.

He quickly waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "Fellow Daoist, don't make fun of me, you and I are both Foundation Establishment cultivators and equal to each other!"

The female cultivator shook her head, and said solemnly: "What did Master Wu say? No one in the Yue Kingdom knows that Master Jiang is commensurate with Patriarch Han of your sect. According to my seniority, I naturally want to be called Master Uncle!"

"this"

The yellow shirt monk tried to persuade him a few more times, but the effect was not good. This young female nun is also stubborn.

He is also a little helpless in his heart, and similar situations often occur in Huangfeng Valley.

It is true that monks judge their seniority based on cultivation, but there are also special circumstances.

Linghu Patriarch Shouyuan is only a few decades old, and he has already left Huangfeng Valley to travel around, looking for opportunities to break through or prolong his life. Judging from the many treasures left behind before leaving, it is obvious that he feels that he has little hope, and it can be regarded as a broken jar.

Now Han Li can dispatch the manpower and resources of the sect at will, and even the elders with real power in the sect who handle affairs are appointed by Han Li.

As Han Li's direct disciple, even the elders in the sect called him Daoist friend, and there were less than three of the whole sect who dared to call him nephew.

Recalling the scene back then, Wu Chen still feels like he had a big dream.

As the only descendant of Wu Mian, when he visited his grandfather's tombstone many years ago, there was already a monk with an ordinary appearance and slightly dark skin standing there.

The man not only offered three sticks of incense to his grandfather, but also asked him a lot about his grandfather.

He quietly inquired about this person, but the other party did not reveal a word, only said that he was an old friend of his grandfather.

One day later, a grand ceremony was suddenly held inside the gate. The sect has a new Yuanying Patriarch named Han Li.

He felt that the name sounded familiar, as if he had heard it mentioned by his grandfather, but he did not dare to associate it with Yuanying Patriarch.

At that time, he was still in the Qi training period, and he was not qualified to see the appearance of the Supreme Elder, staying in the square with other disciples.

As a result, within a few days, the master found him and told him that a great opportunity had arrived.

He didn't understand it then.

Chance?

Facing the qualification of the three spirit roots, the word chance seems a bit far away for ordinary monks in the sect.

In his opinion, his greatest opportunity is the contacts left by his grandfather. Back then, his grandfather was in charge of teaching his disciples for many years, and he was kind and generous.

Although his grandfather had already exhausted his lifespan and passed away when he first remembered, there were still human feelings.

This kind of favor is useless in major matters. For example, it is impossible for Zhu Jidan to get involved. However, there are many masters in the Foundation Establishment period who will give him a little preferential treatment for some small matters such as sect missions and residence allocation.

This is already very good! He is not insatiable.

Filled with doubts, he was taken by the sect master to the elder Taishang's cave, which was like a fairyland, a treasured place full of aura.

He saw the person he had met once and was asked if he would like to be his disciple.

He was sluggish at the time, and it took him a while to react.

Fortunately, the master didn't blame him, and he gave him many top-grade instruments and a large number of pills, including the coveted Foundation Establishment Pill, which was easily obtained, and there were a total of five pills.

Since then, his path of cultivating immortality has undergone earth-shaking changes, all of which stem from his grandfather named Wu Mian.

While the two were chatting, a handsome figure suddenly appeared outside Zhang Xu.

"Disciple and grandson pay homage to master!"

"The younger generation pays homage to the ancestor!"

The two hurriedly saluted and said respectfully.

Jiang Yun has an impression of female cultivators. Many years ago, Han Yunzhi brought several disciples to visit him, and such a girl was among them.

"Go down." Jiang Yun waved his hand and said.

"Yes, disciple and grandson leave!"

After the young female cultivator left, Jiang Yun looked at the yellow-shirted cultivator and handed over two things.

"Brother Han didn't tell me when he accepted his disciples. This is a meeting gift! There is another reply letter and you can pass it to him for me!"

A jade slip and a chubby little cutie floated past.

"Aww~ woo!"

"Letter paper and Yunjun's cub?"

The monk in the yellow shirt subconsciously hugged the fat, three-tailed Yunjun cub, but before he could say anything, there was no one in front of him.

"Thank you, my ancestor!"

The monk in yellow shirt thanked Jiang Yun where he was before, and his heart was full of surprises.

"Just sending a letter to the door unexpectedly yielded unexpected rewards. This Yunjun is an extremely precious spirit beast!"

Looking at the little guy in his arms with joyful eyes, he carefully put the letter into the storage bag, took out the flying magic weapon and left.

In less than a cup of tea, Jiang Yun had already passed through the territory of the Zijin Kingdom, and he did something along the way.

After the two eighth-level demon cultivators in the Luoyan Mountain Range had a "friendly discussion" with Jiang Yun, they expressed their understanding and support for Jiang Yun's taking away a few high-ranking Yunjun. It is also said that these Yunjun will be the proof of the friendship between Lingshou Mountain and Luoyan Mountain.

So far, there is no more Yunjun in the Luoyan Mountains.

The cultivation of monsters is really slow. When Jiang Yun came to Luoyan Mountains to kill monsters and insects in the late period of foundation establishment, the white carp with the highest cultivation level in Yunjun's group was level seven.

Now two hundred years later, the white carp is still at the seventh level, but it is already close to the peak of the seventh level, and it has not been a few years since the transformation into a thunder tribulation.

Jiang Yun continued to cross several countries to the south and saw Tiantian City located in the northern mountains of Yu State.

Jiang Yun didn't pay too much attention to this city, which is very famous in Tiannan, has many halos, such as the main altar of the Nine Nations League, the city of monks, the venue of the Tiannan Trade Fair, and the city that once made the Mulan people fall into the sand. Just glanced at it from a distance and continued to fly south.

In his opinion, the commercial prosperity of Tiantian City is much lower than that of Black Rock City in Chaotic Star Overseas Sea, and it is even more different from Tianxing City, the headquarters of Star Palace.

"The finale of this trade fair is probably some three-to-four-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, or ancient treasures with good power, so I won't join in the fun."

Half a day later, Jiang Yun had already flown over Fengyuan Country in the southernmost part of Tiannan, and then crossed the yellow sand belt to Tianlan Grassland.

Jiang Yunfei flew thousands of feet into the sky and looked into the distance, but he could only see the endless green and could not see the edge at all, which was a bit surprising.

"The Mulan people invaded Tiannan, as a cultivator of the Nine Kingdoms League, it seems difficult to explain if I don't take action."

"Yes, just kill seven or eight Nascent Soul cultivators of the Mulan people on the way to the Tuwu tribe to find the peacock. In this way, I have fulfilled my duty."

Jiang Yun in the sky was looking into the distance with purple brilliance blooming in his eyes during the flight.

After traveling thousands of miles into the grassland, Jiang Yun found his target.

It was a large tribe with three great masters in the early stage of Yuanying, and there were at least tens of thousands of mages.

The immortal cultivators of the Mulan people are called Dharma scholars, the Yuanying monks are called great masters, and the late Yuanying monks are called god masters.

There are a huge number of mortal cavalry scattered within a thousand miles around the three great masters, at least in the millions, and there are more women, children, old people and children as well as countless cattle and horses in the distance.

Due to the large number of these people and livestock, a large black area surged like a tidal tsunami, and its direction was the north.

Jiang Yun saw the tribe's flag with his powerful eyesight.

Before going out, he had studied the language and fonts of the prairie people and made full preparations.

"Tianfeng Department, it's you!"