Chapter 421: Mysterious Man Hantian

"Is this the Northern Territory? It is really a cursed area, and aura leaks out every second."
At the junction of the Northern Territory and the Central Territory, a pale young man sitting on the sedan chair whispered.
He was only about twenty-three or four years old, and his figure was extremely thin, and he seemed to be suffering from a sickness.
The open-air sedan he was sitting on was also very large. The entire sedan was about five meters long and wide, and the material was extremely precious. The center of the sedan was a white jade seat.
If anyone sees the four people carrying the sedan chair for him, they will be extremely shocked by the origin of this sickly man, because these four sedan chairmen are all powerful.
Using King Wu to be the bearer, even the royal family of the dynasty did not have such a handwriting, which is so grandiose.
In addition to the sick and weak man sitting on the sedan chair, there was also a pretty girl in green clothes about fifteen or sixteen years old.
Although this young girl looks very young, her cultivation is not weak at all, and she has also reached the Martial King Realm.
"My son, I found a funny thing!"
As the sedan chair was slowly moving forward, a blue-haired man of the same age gently landed on the sedan platform. This was another Wu Wang.
The blue-haired man's sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a white robe, made his temperament even more extraordinary.
Of course, the most fascinating thing is his dreamy and icy blue long hair.
He carried a slender long sword behind his back, and didn't choose to put the sword in the storage ring. This was somewhat similar to the Six Sword Slaves.
This blue-haired man was carrying a dejected young man in dark red armor.
This young man's cultivation is not bad, he has already reached the military commander, but it is a pity that it is not enough to look at in front of these people.
"Blue Demon, why are you catching some strangers casually and come back, are you itching again?"
Seeing the blue-haired man grabbing a young man, the green-clothed girl beside the sick young man said fiercely.
Perhaps because of being often educated, the blue demon shrank his head subconsciously when he saw the girl in green getting angry.
It is hard to imagine that such a man with extraordinary temperament would be reprimanded by a yellow-haired girl.
The sick and weak young man sitting on the seat looked at the two people who were fighting and gave a bitter smile before asking, "Blue monster, what's the matter with this guy?"
He really didn't see anything special about this young man captured by the Blue Demon.
Seeing the sickly young man helping him out, the blue monster breathed a long sigh of relief, and then replied, "This guy is not special, but there is something on him..."
While talking, he took out the parchment scroll he had obtained from the young martial artist from his storage ring.
If Xiao Chen were here, he would definitely recognize this roll of sheepskin, because it was very similar to the roll of sheepskin he had auctioned off at the Lingyun firm a long time ago.
And this young man was the Dark Dragon, the number one master of the Xianglong Kingdom.
When Xiao Chen killed the Xianglong Kingdom, he obeyed the arrangement of the Xianglong Kingdom Emperor and escaped from the Xianglong Kingdom's imperial capital, and at the same time took away the parchment scroll.
After escaping from the imperial capital, he wanted to follow the instructions of the old emperor of the Xianglong Kingdom to find several other parchment scrolls and dig out the hidden secrets.
But after a long journey, he finally came to the edge of the Northern Territory. When he was about to step into the middle of the legendary dynasty, he unfortunately fell into the hands of this blue-haired young man, which caused him to collapse directly.
The sick young man took the sheepskin roll and looked at it carefully. For a long time, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
He put the sheepskin roll away and handed it to the blue monster again, and then said to the dark dragon in a gentle voice, "Can you tell me the origin of this roll of sheepskin?"
The Dark Dragon instinctively wanted to refuse, but when he raised his head to see the sincerity in the eyes of the young people, he could not help but replied: "This is given to me by my majesty."
Hearing Dark Dragon's answer, the sickly young man nodded, seemingly not worried that Dark Dragon would lie.
Then he said to the girl in green: "Xing'er, give him a Duerdan, it is compensation for him!"
The girl in green clothes called Xing'er quickly took out a dark golden pill from the storage ring, and then handed it to the dark dragon: "This is the eight-level pill Duerdan, which can improve a person’s aptitude. At least you can cultivate to the realm of King Wu in the future."
The Dark Dragon, who was secretly distressed in order to answer the question of the sick and weak youth, now heard the words of this girl named Xing'er, suddenly ecstatic in his heart.
Let alone how precious the Eight-Rank Pills are, he has heard of the power of King Wu.
If you can cultivate to the Martial King Realm, you will definitely be able to avenge the emperor. This is more reliable than collecting sheepskin scrolls to find treasures and then becoming stronger.
At the moment, the dark dragon knelt down and said, "Thank you for the medicine, and thank you for the medicine!"
The sick young man smiled slightly and said: "It's okay, I still took advantage of you. Now you can leave, Blue Demon, give me this young man."
"Dare not, I will go by myself!"
The dark dragon carefully put away the pill, and then quickly left this terrifying sedan chair.
"My son, what is this!"
After the dark dragon left, Xing'er curiously looked at the parchment scroll in the hand of the sick young man.
The Blue Demon also had the same expression.
The sick young man did not answer, but took out a palm-sized pure white jade pendant from the storage ring, and then chanted a spell.
After a while, the jade pendant glowed with an extremely dazzling light, like a scorching sun at noon.
"Hantian, what can I do for you?"
When the dazzling light dissipated, a kind voice sounded abruptly in the wilderness.
Then Xing'er and Blue Demon saw that a sickly young man named Han Tian had a half-length phantom more than three feet tall on the jade pendant in their hands.
This is a middle-aged man who is about forty years old. The stubble on the corner of his mouth makes his temperament look a bit decadent, but the transcendent and peaceful temperament revealed by his mature face is hard to ignore.
"Meet Master!"
The phantom of the middle-aged man was fully revealed, and Xing'er and Lan Yao hurriedly knelt and bowed.
"Can, I found something!"
Compared to Xing'er and Blue Demon's respect, Han Tian's attitude seemed much calmer.
He sat on the chair and didn't move, looking at the phantom of this middle-aged man named Chan, his voice was calm.
In his hand, he shook the sheepskin roll.
Seeing the sheepskin scroll, the bright eyes in the phantom froze slightly, and then returned to normal.
Then he took out a hip flask and took a sip: "The inheritance left by Emperor Luo Sheng is a good thing! You can look for it when it's okay."
Han Tian smiled plainly and said, "Can, I heard that among those who encircled you back then, there was this Emperor Luo Sheng, don't you hate him?"
The hip flask in Can's hand paused for a while, and then he smiled freely, "It's nothing more than old things, Emperor Luo Sheng is also a personal thing, and it's much stronger than other righteous hypocrites."
Han Tian didn't talk about this topic anymore, he put away the sheepskin scroll and asked: "I have arrived in the Northern Territory. If there is anything I need to do, I can help you."
Chan's phantom froze for a moment, then took a sip of wine again, and said, "Seal the entrance to the underworld is enough for you to be busy. There are many Wu Wangs involved this time, so take care of yourself!"
Han Tian smiled bitterly, and said: "Every time the entrance of the underworld appears in this world, there will be a storm. I hope this time the situation will be better!"
"If there is nothing wrong, I will leave first!"
Appearing to have lost the interest in conversation, Chan said lightly, and his phantom slowly dissipated.
It's just that when his phantom was completely dissipated, a voice echoed in the wilderness.
"Help me pay attention to the little emperor of Da Zhou, help him if necessary, don't let him be killed."