The City Lord Token is not very big, only the size of an adult's palm.

The whole body is dark and heavy. According to Yang Haoran's speculation, it should be made of a metal called Xuanyin Iron.

The overall shape is that of a brave head, with a ferocious face and an open mouth, seeming to swallow everything.

To be precise, this City Lord Token can be considered a magic weapon, but its level is not high.

Yang Haoran's so-called low level is just from his perspective.

In fact, for ordinary people, this is also an amazing magic weapon.

A very special point is that there are traces of bloodline sacrifice in the city lord's token.

And the bloodline aura it contains can be found in the body of City Lord Wu Zheng.

According to the remains left by the Five Ghost Gates in the outside world, Yang Haoran connected the two.

And quickly sorted out a context.

Thousands of years ago, the ancestors of the Five Ghost Sect accidentally discovered a small, undeveloped space.

That is Qingchuan City where they are now, so they moved the entire Five Ghost Sect to it.

The ancient Qingchuan City massacre incident will follow this.

The details cannot be verified, but Yang Haoran suspects that it may be related to the Five Ghost Sect.

As for the purpose of the Five Ghost Gate, it is naturally to pull all the dead souls into this small space.

So the people here are not real people at all, but they are not in a ghost state, but have a special skin.

However, the strength and power of the skin are completely incomparable to that of a real living person. There is just no difference in appearance.

After the people here die, their souls will not leave, but will continue to be reincarnated, making this small space form a deformed reincarnation system.

The Qingchuan City Lord's lineage should be the ghost cultivators of the Five Ghost Sect back then.

Therefore, only the city lord can inspire the use of the city lord token.

Yang Haoran let out a long sigh. As far as the Taoist sect is concerned, the ancestors of the Five Ghost Sect have gone astray.

But he can't say whether it is good or bad. I can only say that individuals have their own personal choices.

And the purpose of the existence of this world was definitely for cultivation in the beginning.

But as time goes by, everything comes to naught.

Yang Haoran returned the city lord token to Wu Zheng, and then whispered something into Fan Tingting's ear.

Then he called Zheng Zixuan to his side.

Fan Tingting looked at Wu Zheng with a serious look on her face.

"Master Wu, the matter in Qingchuan City has been settled, and it's time for us to leave.

I hope you can protect Qingchuan City well so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment!"

Wu Zheng looked serious and quickly bent down to salute Fan Tingting.

Yang Haoran had already asked Fan Tingting and Zheng Zixuan to stand beside him, and then activated three void talismans.

Suddenly there was a buzzing sound between the sky and the earth, and then the place where Yang Haoran and the others were suddenly turned into a brilliant light.

When the light disappeared completely, there was no trace of Yang Haoran and the other two people in the world.

Wu Zheng led everyone to turn over and kneel down to send the goddess off.

Later, they found craftsmen to build statues for the three of them and worship them day and night. Yang Haoran didn't know about those things.

Within the ruins of the Five Ghost Gate, Yang Haoran carried Fan Tingting and Zheng Zixuan out of the pool.

The three of them were also wearing clothes from another world.

It was originally all bright and bright, but after coming into contact with the air, it quickly dimmed.

It looks extremely rough and old.

Especially Zheng Zixuan, who was still wearing a suit of armor, which was now rusty and extremely ugly.

"What is this place?"

Fan Tingting exclaimed and quickly tightened Yang Haoran's hand.

"Don't worry, we're going home. This is where Zheng Zixuan fell." Shubao.com

Fan Tingting said "Oh". Although the surroundings were dark, with Yang Haoran beside her, she immediately felt at ease.

Zheng Zixuan was a little heartless and looked at the broken armor on his body with disgust.

"Why has it become so ugly? It's so ugly that I want to throw it away!"

As he spoke, Zheng Zixuan was about to take off his armor.

But Yang Haoran held him down and laughed.

"You can take it off, but don't throw it away.

And it can’t be broken. This thing is a treasure, and it will be sold at a sky-high price.”

Zheng Zixuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

"The sky-high price, how much can it be sold for? Can it be worth more than Wang Shuaichen's family?"

As the richest man in Qingchuan City, Wang Yishui has become a benchmark figure.

Even a little guy like Zheng Zixuan, when he thinks of rich people, the first thing that comes to mind is Wang Shuaichen's grandfather.

Yang Haoran laughed: "Wang Shuaichen's grandfather can only be regarded as a rich man.

Even if he goes bankrupt, he still can't buy the armor you're wearing."

Yang Haoran really didn't say anything nonsense. This thing was brought back from another dimension.

Putting aside the armor itself, the materials used to make the armor cannot be found in this world.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is unique. As long as it is sold to someone who knows the goods, it will definitely be sold at a sky-high price.

Hearing what Yang Haoran said, Zheng Zixuan immediately put on his armor again.

“Actually, it doesn’t matter whether it’s money or not, I just want to keep it as a souvenir.

Yes, when I grow up, I can brag about this thing and tell a story about the adventures of Emperor Zixuan!"

While talking, Zheng Zixuan arranged the armor very carefully, very carefully.

Don't let it get damaged, you can count on him for your future happy life!

"Teacher Yang, are the clothes you two are wearing also valuable?"

Yang Haoran was wearing very ordinary people's clothes. He smiled and patted his body a few times.

The clothes that looked good at first turned into rags in an instant.

"Looking at this, do you think it's worth it?"

Zheng Zixuan giggled and rubbed the back of his head.

"So weak? It seems worthless."

Fan Tingting also followed Yang Haoran's example and tugged on her body a few times, but the clothes on her body were not damaged in any way, and she couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Brother, my clothes seem to be very strong!

Look, it’s not broken at all.”

Yang Haoran laughed.

"So your clothes are also good things.

The clothes I wear are just for ordinary people, so I am not particular about the materials used.

In addition, the gravity between the two spaces is different, so it will break if you just snap it."

Fan Tingting's eyes lit up, she said oh, and then looked at herself.

"Zheng Zixuan is wearing armor, so it's not surprising that it won't break.

Then why won’t my clothes get ruined?”

Just as Yang Haoran was about to explain, Zheng Zixuan made a sound.

"It goes without saying that those natives regard you as a goddess.

The clothes we make for you will naturally be as useful as they are useful. This is called getting what you pay for, and they will naturally not go bad.

Am I right, Teacher Yang?"

Seeing Zheng Zixuan's disgusting expression, Yang Haoran slapped him.
Chapter completed!