Martial God Sovereign Chapter 1786: The Great Northern Wilderness

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Chapter 1786 The Great Northern Wilderness

Han Yu said: "Lao Zhang knows whether there is any deal between the Eternal Pavilion and the Holy Land of Lingxiao?"

Lao Zhang was stunned, and said: "Wangu Pavilion and Lingxiao Holy Land have cooperated many times. Why does Han Xiaoyou ask?"

Han Yu continued to ask: "Does the Wangu Pavilion help Lingxiao Holy Land store any important things? The reward for storing that important thing is no less than 100 yuan for the imperial marrow."

Lao Zhang, Wu Gu, and Wu Lai all stared with surprise. Zhang Lao smiled and said: "Our Wangu Pavilion cooperates with others in transactions based on the sale of treasures, and we have never deposited anything for others. The remuneration for storage alone is not weaker than a hundred yuan of inferior emperor marrow, which is even more impossible. What kind of storage costs require such terrible money?"

Han Yu solemnly told Mr. Zhang that he overheard the conversation between Xu Xianbai and the old man in the Holy Land of Lingxiao.

"There are still such things?" Zhang Lao was dumbfounded. Only now did he know that one hundred yuan of low-grade emperor marrow was not a "custodial fee", but just a breach of contract fee for the Lingxiao Holy Land. The amount of the "custodial fee" was simply unimaginable.

And the things that this involves keeping are even more incredible.

Wugu and Wulai are also peeking at each other. Even if they know that Han Yu can't lie, they still ask: "Brother Han is serious about this?"

Han Yu said: "It's true!"

Zhang Lao Teng stood up, his face became uncertain, and he took a few deep breaths and said: "I must go back and report the matter to the pavilion master."

The stormy sea has turned up in Zhang Lao's heart, and he thought of a possibility, a terrifying possibility.

Old Zhang paused for a while and said: "Little friend Han, please keep this matter secret for us, please."

Han Yu stood up and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, I won't say anything except you."

Lao Zhang nodded heavily and looked at Wugu and said: "Wugu, you come back with me."

Wugu stood up, the two arched their hands at Han Yu, and hurriedly left.

Han Yu slightly relaxes, as long as the people in Wangu Pavilion know what happened, Xu Xianbai should be stopped. No matter what the Lingxiao Holy Land had placed in Xu Xianbai's place, Han Yu didn't want to return to Lingxiao Holy Land's hands.

"Brother Han, how did you know about Xu Xianbai's conversation?" Wulai asked curiously. Xu Xianbai and others were the masters of Hualian Seven Layers in the middle stage of Wu Sheng. Even if Han Yu is Qi Tianshi, it is not easy to eavesdrop on their conversations.

"Shanren has a clever plan!" Han Yu smiled mysteriously. Wu Lai curled his lips.

A few more days later, Wei Hao came, and seeing Han Yu was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"Did the dragon blood soil bring it?" Han Yu asked coldly.

On that day, he asked Wei Haodang to go back to get the dragon blood soil, and he was still a little unsure. If Wei Haodang returned to the Kongtong Holy Land and would not come out, Han Yu really had nothing to do with him.

Now it seems that the deterrent power of the monster with the head of the **** is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the nine-day overlord like Kongtong Holy Land is afraid of going to the door.

"Bring it!" Wei Hao arched his waist, unknowingly cold sweat has flowed out of his forehead, and hurriedly took out a big boxy cylinder.

The big tank lightly fell on the ground, and it was filled with dragon blood soil.

"Here is about 300 square meters at most, not enough!" Han Yu frowned and looked at Wei Haodang coldly.

The sweat on Wei Haodang's forehead suddenly fell like rain, and he tremblingly said: "Han Shaoxia, I only found so much dragon blood soil, can I replace it with other spiritual soil?"

Wei Haodang looked at Han Yu's eyes with a pleading expression.

Han Yu said: "Take it out and have a look."

Wei Haodang took out more than ten containers one after another, and the soil in each container was different. Add up to about 2,000 square meters.

There are two containers of soil, the grade is similar to dragon blood soil, and the rest are not as good as dragon blood soil.

"Are you trying to fill the count?" Han Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Tick..."

The sweat on Wei Hao's forehead dripped to the ground, exploded and splashed.

Wei Hao tremblingly took out a treasure box, handed it to Han Yu, and said: "Han Shaoxia, there are three high-grade medicine kings in this, you think it is to compensate for the dragon blood soil, can you not?"

The value of these three top-grade medicine kings is far more than a thousand cubic meters of dragon blood soil, but how can Wei Haodang dare to bargain with Han Yu.

Han Yu took the treasure box and opened it. There were indeed three high-grade medicine kings inside, and he said lightly: "Well, I will spare you this time."

Wei Haodang immediately relieved and looked up at Han Yu and said, "Han Shaoxia, can you write off the grievances between us and you?"

Han Yu said impatiently: "Go away!"

Wei Hao was overjoyed, and while retreating to give Han Yu a hint, he turned and fled when he reached the door and left.

Han Yu gave a chuckle and put away the spiritual soil. With these spiritual soil, it will be enough for the seed to absorb for a while.

Han Yu stayed in the fortified sword city for a while, and rushed to the Emperor City without paying attention. Hidden and walked in the city, it took a day to find the place where the Saint Lady Lingxiao and the old man lived, and Han Yu guarded there.

With a blink of an eye, the agreed time has arrived.

On this day, both the old man surnamed Ren and the lady of Lingxiao were a little restless, and the lady of Lingxiao rushed out of the Imperial City several times to look into the distance, but at night when the sun set, Xu Xianbai was not seen.

"Why hasn't Xu Xianbai come yet, so we can't make fun of us?" Saint Lady Ling Xiao said very dissatisfied.

"He shouldn't be playing tricks on us, I'm afraid something has happened." The old man's face became ugly.

"Are you saying that he was discovered by the people of the Wangu Pavilion?" Saint Lady Ling Xiao asked in astonishment.

"It should be." The old man said deeply.

Walking around in the hall with hands behind his back, the whole person looks irritable.

"There will be nothing wrong with that thing, right?" Saint Lady Ling Xiao asked worriedly.

"Even if the people in the ancient pavilion found out, they wouldn't dare to do anything to that thing, it would be troublesome to just want to get it back." The old man became more and more irritable.

"Why don't we go to the Wangu Pavilion to ask for it now?" Lingxiao Saintess asked.

The old man didn't rush to answer, he kept walking around. About ten breaths of time suddenly stopped, and said: "I don't care about that for the time being, the plan has to be carried out. Let's go!"

Sage Lady Lingxiao nodded, walked out of the hall with the old man, and disappeared into the same place with a leap, crossing the void.

"Plans? What plans do they have?" Han Yu frowned, locked in the breath of the two, and quietly followed.

When the old man surnamed Xu and the holy lady of Lingxiao appeared again, they were already in the northern wilderness of the Qianyuan Continent. After they appeared, the two flew forward and continued north.

After the two disappeared, Han Yu appeared on the Great Wilderness. Seeing the bare earth and mountains, lifeless, as if coming to a deadly enemy.