"My beloved disciple Wu Color, can you lend me the Seven Treasures Mystical Tree for a while?"

"Master, this is the natal spiritual treasure created by Xiao Xiang for his disciples. It is not easy to borrow it from others!"

"The traitor has no filial piety and deserves to be punished...by being imprisoned in a small dark room!"

"Master Wife, help me!"

…

In the world of mountains and seas, Xiao Wuse hid behind Nie Wuxia as if he was running away. Wang Hao came in a fierce manner, ready to teach this guy what it means to respect a teacher.

"You are so unserious as a master, you want to take advantage of your disciple's Lingbao!" Nie Wuxia laughed and scolded.

"That's right! That's right! Master doesn't know how to be ashamed!" Wu Se stuck his head out and interrupted. With Master's wife here, Master didn't dare to do anything to her.

Wang Hao touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed. He was not determined to go to the Holy Land of Middle-earth. For safety reasons, he borrowed his disciple's spiritual treasure to avoid the influence of the magnetic storm.

The power of Yuan magnetism conquers the five elements and annihilates all things.

But all things in the world are interdependent and mutually reinforcing each other. It just so happens that the colorless body, colorless tree, and existence without attributes can just resolve the influence of the power of magnetism.

It stands to reason that by breaking off some colorless branches and using Wang Hao's own hands, he can create a magic weapon that can withstand the power of magnetism. He was too lazy to bother, so he came up with the crooked idea of ​​his disciple Ling Bao.

I just borrowed it and returned it later. Unexpectedly, I was rejected. I lost face and became angry with shame. I wanted to punish the traitor.

"Master!"

The seventh disciple, Man Feng, arrived and presented two palm-sized leaves. The leaves were as transparent as crystal, and there were faint totem patterns on the surface.

"This was just made by a disciple. It uses the colorless leaves of the Fourth Senior Sister as materials and has defensive functions!" Man Feng was very sensible and offered the witchcraft he had made with his own hands.

Wang Hao stretched out his hand to take it, took a look, and immediately took it away, smiling at Man Feng and nodding: "Feng'er still has filial piety!" The disciple's refining technique is still a bit rough, so if he goes back and refining one side, it should be suitable for use.

"Master, I still have a lot of leaves over there. I'll bring you some more to express my filial piety to my disciples!" Xiao Wuse poked his head out with a flattering expression on his face.

Wang Hao said "Hmm". He took the opportunity to step down, so as not to make Taoist monks laugh at him for being disrespectful as a teacher.

"Bai Yun, when do you plan to leave?"

Spring Eye Thatched House. Wang Hao and Nie Wuxia were sitting around the table, drinking tea and chatting.

"As soon as half a month!"

Wang Hao gave a time limit. Pang Yan was pressing hard. He had recently become successful in practicing immortal magic, so it was time to set off.

"After I go, I won't be able to come back for a short time... I need you to worry more about the Wumen." Wang Hao held Nie Wuxia's little hand with tenderness in his eyes.

"You and I still need to be so polite!"

The man was about to travel far away. Although Nie Wuxia was confident, he still did not forget his advice, telling him to be careful in everything and not to be careless.

"Don't worry!"

Wang Hao laughed loudly. With his current strength, even if he encounters the likes of heaven, humans, Mahayana and earthly immortals, he has enough confidence to protect himself. It’s okay if others don’t provoke him. If he dares to offend himself, no matter how big the background is, he will let the other party suffer.

No need to walk around.

…

Just as Wang Hao was preparing to leave, a team of monks from the Holy Land of Middle-earth was experiencing great danger in the Tianjue Sea.

The sky was dark and the sea was violent. The sea and sky were filled with gray hurricane air currents, which swept across the sky and erupted into harsh whistling sounds. Deep in the overwhelming gray hurricane clouds, countless gray lights flashed like arcs, and their power was extremely powerful and indescribable.

A giant bird with a dark yellow color spread its wings and shuttled through the gray hurricane airflow. On the back of the bird, there was a team of monks. Their clothes were all embroidered with gold patterns. They obviously came from the royal family of the Jin Dynasty in the Holy Land of Middle-earth.

There are eight of them in total. Seven of them are actually powerful heavenly beings. Only one handsome man is slightly weaker, but he also has the late Nascent Soul cultivation level. His identity is unusual. He stands at the front, with a middle-aged monk.

Stand side by side.

"The magnetic storm has the power to annihilate all things!"

"If Master Mo hadn't led the team this time, it would have been very difficult for us to cross the Tianjue Sea!"

There was no trace of Yun Yifei's words, and he was flattering. He was born into a noble family in the Jin Dynasty, but he was not from the royal family after all. If he could win the favor of the person next to him, it would be of great help to himself and even the entire family in the future.

"The power of Yuan Magnetic can overcome the five elements, but it is not indefensible. As long as you prepare in advance, it is not difficult to survive safely!" Pang Mo replied with a smile. He knew the Yun family's intentions from the moment he set off.

He looked for opportunities to show his goodwill in every possible way. However, as a servant of the inner court, he was dedicated to protecting the royal family and did not make friends with foreign ministers. This was a rule passed down by the Pang family's ancestors.

No one can destroy it!

Therefore, along the way, Pang Mo always kept a distance from Mr. Yun and did not dare to get too close.

Unless... His Highness Nineteenth is found, and after returning to Middle-earth, His Highness Nineteenth can meet Mr. Yun's eyes and tie the knot. By then, he will be considered half of the royal family, so being close to him will naturally not violate his ancestors.

training.

"Master Mo, I still can't figure it out. How could His Highness Feiyan leave Dajin, cross this dangerous sea area, and go to a remote place in the Southern Territory?" Yun Yifei had doubts on his face.

"I can't figure it out either!"

Pang Mo shook his head and smiled bitterly. Your Majesty, today, there are many princes, but there is only one princess, and that is the Nineteenth Highness. He has been favored by thousands of people, and has developed a character that is not afraid of anything. He is unruly and willful and causes trouble.

I can't control it.

A few years ago, he got into serious trouble. He kicked the only young member of the Taifu family's family to death, causing the old man to come forward and complain. If it had been anyone else, ten of his heads would have been lost. The Nineteenth Highness was only punished and banned for three months.

Logically speaking, it is equivalent to not being punished.

However, this little ancestor actually ran away from home in anger because of this.

The precious daughter disappeared. As you can imagine, the result was that the Emperor of Jin was extremely worried, and the entire Jin royal family was shocked. All the Imperial Guards were dispatched, and even the inner court ministers were sent out to search for her.

After searching for a full five or six years, almost all of the vast Holy Land in China was searched, but there was still no news. In the end, His Majesty the Jin Emperor paid an audience to the Earth Immortal Ancestor and prayed for a spell to investigate.

The Earth Immortal Ancestor cast a spell and immediately locked the whereabouts of His Highness Nineteenth Prince. This man unexpectedly left the Middle Earth, crossed the sea, and headed for a remote place in the Southern Territory.

"I don't care about the reason, as long as the result!"

"If we can't bring Yan Yan back safely, you won't have to come back!"

This is the oral instruction of His Majesty the Emperor of Jin. If he fails to complete the task, Pang Mo will not doubt at all that the moment he returns to the imperial city, he will be questioned.

"My Nineteenth Highness...you must not make any mistakes!"

When the inner court of the Jin Dynasty enshrined a powerful man in the realm of harmony between man and nature, he prayed to God and Buddha for blessing. The Nineteenth Highness he mentioned was taking his close guard 'Haohao' and leaving under the escort of thousands of people.

Wumen Imperial City.

"Princess Yanyan, we will miss you!"

"When you have free time in the future, you must come back!"

She has been in the Imperial City for more than ten years. Pang Yan has made many friends. Not to mention Li Wanhua, Si Jiyue and others, many of the elite monks stationed in the Imperial City from various sects in the Southern Region are familiar with Pang Yan. I heard that she is leaving and returning to China.

Holy places. They came to see each other off one after another.

Not only did people arrive, but they also prepared plenty of gifts. In Wang Hao's words, they were all local specialties from the southern region. There were so many that they almost filled Pang Yan's phoenix chariot.

"This princess will miss you too!"

Pang Yan was very emotional. The corners of her eyes were a little moist. She almost had the urge to play for a few more years. Fortunately, Wang Hao spoke up in time to stop her.

"When our cultivation improves and we have the foundation to quickly cross the Tianjue Sea... By then, we can come to the Southern Territory for a stroll whenever we want!"

“Haohao’s words make sense!”

Pang Yan affirmed. She waved goodbye to her friends and made a promise that she would definitely visit the Southern Territory in the near future.

Wang Hao was worried that if this person continued to stir up emotions, he might change his mind again. He directly cast a spell and drove the phoenix chariot to escape through the air.

Whoosh!

The phoenix chariot escaped so fast that it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

…

Infinite sea.

The phoenix chariot galloped all the way north, and soon arrived at the Infinite Sea. To fly a spiritual weapon, just lock the direction, and there is no need to drive forward.

Inside the carriage, Pang Yan was counting the gifts given by her friends. While picking them up, she sighed, this princess is so popular!

Wang Hao wanted to laugh when he saw it, but he held it back and added the icing on the cake.

"My subordinates also have gifts for me!"

Wang Hao took out a colorless leaf. After he refined it, it became completely transparent and had a mysterious luster on its surface.

"This is... the best material!" Pang Yan's face was full of disbelief.

Wang Hao was stunned. Isn't this the disciple's colorless leaf? When did it become the best material?

"What a pity! It was sacrificed and turned into a magic weapon!"

"If it is intact...this thing is extremely valuable!"

Pang Yan picked up the colorless leaves and looked left and right, her pretty face full of regret.

Wang Hao couldn't help it anymore and asked: "Aren't these just colorless tree leaves? Are they so precious?"

"Isn't it just colorless tree leaves? Haohao, you have such a loud voice!"

Pang Yan's face was full of surprise, and she suddenly asked: "Do you know what the colorless tree is?"
To be continued...