The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the instrument library.

Mu Hanchan stood in front of the warehouse like a statue.

In fact, there is nothing to guard at all, it is all ordinary weapons. Even magic weapons are the highest, but they are just middle-grade. Of course, this is just for Mu Hanchan.

Medium-grade magic tools are no longer easy to obtain.

The value is generally around 20 to 50 spirit stones.

The most commonly used magnificent stones for monks in the Ningyuan realm are 20,000 to 50,000 milli stones.

With Mu Hanchan’s current salary of 6,000 yuan per month, it takes about half a year to save enough spirit stones to buy a medium-grade magic weapon.

As for the other things in the treasury, they are rattan cards, bows and arrows, and other ordinary weapons that are not worth mentioning.

Although it is a common weapon, but because of the large number, Mu Hanchan is still waiting to cheer up and take care of it carefully, just to prevent any accidents or emergencies.

Second update.

"You can't say that, cultivating immortals depends not only on qualifications, but also on opportunities. If you have the opportunity, anyone may soar into the sky."

Mu Hanchan said.

"It is impossible, it is impossible for a person to reach the sky in one step. Even if you have the opportunity, you must take a steady step and slowly transform the opportunities you have obtained into strength."

"Since that's the case, please follow the rules, senior brother." Mu Hanchan said restrainedly.

"I've met senior."

"Then what kind of cultivation are you?" Mu Hanchan asked.

No response.

"Hello!"

After a brief response, he was about to enter the cemetery.

The young man sneered and said, "If I attack you directly, it will definitely make people laugh and make people feel real."

“Under nobody.”

The person on the side said, "Old Mu, don't accept it, they don't know what kind of cultivation they are."

The person on the side still advised: "Forget it, Lao Mu, you are from the same sect as him, give in to seniors."

But when guarding the treasury, Mu Hanchan did not dare to neglect, so he reported it to him.

"Ha ha!"

So the young man glanced at the stone tablet with his eyes squinted. At this time, the rest of the people also frantically pulled the young man's sleeves, signaling the young man to turn a blind eye and let the young man pass the test.

Just as the young man was about to enter the cemetery, a young man holding a spear suddenly stood up.

The thin man said.

The person on the side stopped him and said, "Senior, please go to the cemetery. You are in the Spirit Condensing Realm, but it is still the third floor. I'm afraid there are 100 of us not enough for you to fight."

"I heard that this prince helped the people from Yunyang Shangsect during his lifetime and saved two immortal cultivators."

"hehe!"

"Senior, wait, please register." One person said quickly.

Everyone next to him took a breath after hearing this.

“So what?”

"The two immortal cultivators are probably at least powerful people in the Tuling Dan Realm now? Alas, I'm envious. We don't know when and when will we have such cultivation."

So all six stood up and waited for people to arrive.

"I don't use magic weapons, let alone spiritual weapons. I and I only use 30% of my spiritual power." The young man said proudly.

"Uh?" The former dared not continue to ask more questions.

So he stood up with a green dragon and phoenix pattern gun in his hand.

"Okay, OK." The former quickly said with a smile.

The young man said.

After quickly approaching, I found that I was just falling asleep.

The young man pointed to the stone tablet at the door and said, "Look, there is something written on the stone tablet."

The young man said: "There are regulations."

He also said: "I have joined the Yin system of the Yin system of the Yin of Ziyun Mountain for so many years. It is the first time I have seen someone with a lower cultivation level than me who dare to stop me."

"Hey, you are not long-winded. You are so serious, you should really let you guard the cemetery." said the thin man.

The former quickly smiled and said, "Routine routine."

Because he was really not sure to take the opponent's three moves, his realm was two major classes.

The young man frowned, as if he was a little unhappy.

"Why didn't others tell me?" asked the young man.

Mu Hanchan said: "It's the second update, it's time for us to change our guards."

"I originally wanted to give in, but seeing that he looked down on me so much, I didn't want to give in." Mu Hanchan said.

"That's right. It seems to be Ziyun Mountain and Yanmo Mountain. At that time, there was a pair of good brothers who were in danger when they went out to practice and almost died. Later, the prince fed all the elixirs he had collected for a long time to the two of them. He was treated as a living horse, but it was actually cured. So this relationship was formed."

Two months later, Prince's Mausoleum.

The six people realized that the young man's cultivation was unfathomable, so they quickly bowed and said.

The young man said, "What if I don't bring my spiritual pet in?" He was already quite cold in his words, and he also had a little murderous aura.

The young man said: "Why don't I know this rule?"

Mu Hanchan said, "I don't know why others didn't tell you, but it is indeed written on the stone tablet."

"You? Forget it, do you have any spiritual roots and qualifications? Don't you know what you think?"

It was August and the weather was extremely hot.

But Mu Hanchan said, "I don't want to."

When one of them heard Yan Moshan, his eyes moved.

Hearing this, Mu Hanchan also frowned.

"Yanmo Mountain."

Several people next to him said, "Everyone will take responsibility together."

"What if something happens?"

The young people are majestic and cold.

"etc."

The young man raised his eyebrows and asked proudly.

Unexpectedly, the man said dissatisfiedly: "If you change a post, you will stand yours, and I will stand mine."

"If you have it, you can't bring it." Mu Hanchan said.

"so?"

"hehe."

Mu Hanchan also fell silent.

"Okay, okay, someone is here."

"Who is under the seat?"

"Hey, who are you burying here? Why do we need six ninth-level monks to guard the gate together?" said a monk from the ninth-level monk from the Ninth-level Condensation Yuan.

Mu Hanchan said, "Then I can only stop you as required."

"If you guard the treasury and don't let you sleep, I will be held accountable if something happens."

"Who told you?" asked the young man.

Mu Hanchan shouted.

"What's wrong?" The young man frowned, as if he was very unhappy.

At this time, several people on the side said, "Forget it, Lao Mu, let everyone go in."

"Your mountain gate?"

"Ha ha!"

"What is your cultivation level and identity?"

"Ha ha!"

The five people on the side also looked at Mu Hanchan with shocked eyes.
To be continued...