Martial God Sovereign Chapter 486: Interlude from the dock
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Chapter 486 Dock Interlude
Although Tianlao said lightly, Han Yu is not optimistic. The strong in Jingzhou's history are limited, and the grievances of the undead are bound to be limited. If you can't find enough undead grievances, you will not be able to reach the level of senior earth slayer in the next more than a year, and Han Yu will not be able to break the formation of Death Valley and rescue Tian Lao, Han Yi and others.
This matter was like a mountain pressing on Han Yu's body, making him suddenly find it hard to breathe.
After a while, Han Yu secretly sighed, restored the tombs that had been cut apart, erased the Tiangang Beidou Great Formation, and took the six-winged sky rat to leave.
Han Yu went back and confessed to Qin Tianyuan and the others, leaving the six-winged rat by their side, and got up and rushed to the Xilai Marsh. Now that Yudie wakes up, Han Yu can find Narcissus with peace of mind. After finding Narcissus, Han Yu decides to submerge the Qi Tianshi Tao.
Since returning to Jingzhou, Han Yu has been running around. Although it can be said that the cultivation of Qi Tianshi's Tao can be said to be a lot of miles, it is far from what he expected.
The auction held every three years by the Moroccan Association is a major event in Jingzhou.
Half a month ago, the various piers of Xilai Marsh welcomed countless distinguished guests, and these distinguished guests were not princes and nobles, or masters of first-class sects. The Morama guild has also made full preparations for this auction. Half a month ago, it opened a number of docks and waterways specifically for the guests who came to participate in the auction.
At this time, there are still seven days to go before the Moroccan Association auction, but the pier in the southwest that is specially provided for VIPs is already crowded and bustling.
However, no matter what the identity of the distinguished guests, they must follow the rules of the Morama Guild, queue up, and check the invitations before they can pass through the pier and enter the Morris Guild’s welcome boat.
When Han Yu arrived, it was noon. At this time, there was a long line in front of him. There are more than 30 people, not the first-class school, but the people of the six princes. Usually it is an elder master with a few young disciples.
"Hey, brother, which school do you belong to, why are you alone?" After Han Yu stood in the line, the young man in front looked back at Han Yu and asked curiously.
At this time, Han Yu is wearing a human skin mask, so even if his name is unknown to everyone in Jingzhou, the person in front of him will not recognize him.
"Ranxiu." Han Yu said lightly.
"Huh? Casual repair?" The young man laughed blankly, and many people in front of him looked back at Han Yu curiously.
"Brother, I see if you have gone the wrong way. This is a dedicated pier for VIPs, and not everyone can come." A slight look of contempt appeared on the youth's face. He was a disciple of a first-class school in the west, and he naturally felt that Gao Hanyu was first class.
Han Yu ignored the young man. The young man curled his lips and said disdainfully: "I don't listen to the reminder. It will be fun when I am thrown out by the Morma Guild."
It wasn't long before it was Han Yu's turn. After the young man passed the checkpoint, he couldn't help but look back at the good show and generally looked at Han Yu. In recent days, many people have come here wanting to enter the rudder of the Morama guild. They were either blasted out by the Mora guild or were directly interrupted by their feet, but none of them ended well.
"Invitation card!" A middle-aged man and an old man in his early sixties are in charge of the check. The aura of the two is looming. The former is the master of the Diwu Sanzhong, and the latter is the master of the Diwu Fifth. Even if the people who can walk from here are either rich or expensive, they are still unsmiling.
Han Yu took out Fang Yuanzhou’s token and said lightly: "I was introduced by Fang Yuanzhou, Fang Ruo."
Han Yu said that he still has a jade pendant representing Ma Su's identity, but he doesn't want to be too glaring.
The middle-aged man took the token in Han Yu's hand and looked at it. His gaze at Han Yu suddenly became cold and severe. He grabbed Han Yu's arm and shouted: "Come here, bring me down."
"What are you going to do?" Han Yu was furious, and his body was shocked, showing the five levels of soul martial cultivation.
"Huh, the pearl of rice is also shining!" The middle-aged man pouted his lips in disdain. At this moment, two middle-aged men in their early thirties came over and set up Han Yu on the left and the right. The repair base.
"Huh, silly hat, thought that Fang Yuanzhou's token could be used to board the ship like a VIP? I am afraid that Fang Yuanzhou has made a mistake. He has been arrested by the Mora Guild." The young man just smiled and turned around. Leave. Han Yu came with a token of a sinner, thanking God for not dying this time.
Han Yu is so keen, the words of the middle-aged man fell in his ears. No wonder the people of the Mauma Guild reacted so strongly and shouted: "I am a guest of Miss Masu, you dare to do this to me, be careful you eat Can’t walk around!"
Now Han Yu looks quite anxious, but his heart is abnormally calm, and this is nothing to him.
"Stop." When the middle-aged man heard the word Ma Su, his face changed slightly, and he hurried over, even the old man couldn't help but glance at Han Yu.
"You said you said Miss Ma's guest, do you have proof?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Don't let me go yet." Han Yu said with an arrogant expression.
The middle-aged man motioned for the two men to let Han Yu go. Han Yu snorted uncomfortably, patted his arm, and then took out Ma Su’s jade pendant and said, "Keep your dog's eyes open. Look, whose jade pendant is this?"
The middle-aged man changed his color slightly. As an important member of the MoMA Guild, he naturally recognized the jade pendant representing Ma Su’s identity. He wanted to reach out and take a look at it. But Han Yu’s eyesight was quick and he put it away. The middle-aged man didn’t I dared to say more and said with a smile: "This son, it was a misunderstanding just now. I hope to forgive me. I don't know that you are Miss Ma's guest."
Han Yu snorted arrogantly: "I can board the ship now, right?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Since the son is a guest of Ms. Ma, he naturally waits to board the ship. But here is specially provided for VIPs holding invitations to pass through. The son has to go from the other side."
Han Yu didn't expect that there will be so many rules in the MoMA, but he didn't say much, saying: "Lead the way."
The middle-aged man nodded, and personally took Han Yu to the pier next to him. Not long after Han Yu left, from the tower next to the pier, a colorful sun-chaser flew out into the Xilai Marsh, and soon disappeared. This is a tool specially used by the Morama guild to spread letters.
Han Yu followed the middle-aged man to the nearby pier, and soon the middle-aged man arranged for Han Yu to board the ship.
Because Han Yu did not have an invitation card, he could not go directly to the Holy Island of West Lai, the headquarters of the Morma Guild. He could only rush to Yuncheng, one of the three cities in the West Lai Swamp, with ordinary merchants, and then travel from Yuncheng to the west. Le Saint Island.