A scrap collection station comes to mind

What exactly did he go through during this time?

At this time, Nanming still has the grandeur of the Southern Territory Big Brother, and is no longer as high-spirited as before.

"What happened here?" the old man asked indifferently.

Nan Ming knelt on the ground and did not dare to get up, and quickly replied, "Returning to the words of the seniors, Tai'a Mountain was originally the residence of the powerful people from the Xutian Domain, but the day before yesterday, it seemed to have been besieged by powerful people from other domains. After that, I haven’t seen the strong men from Xutian Domain anymore, I guess..."

The old man frowned slightly, but his mood did not change much.

"Which region's gods and demons are besieging them?" the old man continued to ask.

Nan Ming shook his head repeatedly, "Senior, please forgive me. With my small strength and position, I could only quietly hide and watch from a distance. I didn't dare to get close at all. I only knew that there were many people, probably about two hundred, and the aura on each one of them was... It makes me shudder. They should all be eighth-level powerhouses. As for who they are, the young ones come from the outside world and don’t know many seniors, so I don’t know..."

"snort!"

The old man seemed dissatisfied, and immediately snorted, "You really don't know?"

"I really don't know, senior, forgive me!"

Nan Ming knelt on the ground, trembling.

The old man was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Nan Ming glanced up secretly, and quickly lowered his head again. The majesty this man gave him was completely unprecedented.

Could it be that he is a strong person in the late eighth level or at the peak of the eighth level?

It's a pity that Nan Ming doesn't know many strong people. If he wants to establish a relationship, he doesn't know where to start, so he can only resign himself to fate.

Nan Ming is also tired. He has experienced too many things these days. He doesn't know how many powerful people are chasing him. The number one person in the Southern Territory is acting like a chicken and a dog here. He is really I'm depressed to death.

The Qingmang Tianzun and others who followed him either died or dispersed, and there was no news. He was left alone to hide around all day long, like a lost dog.

After returning from Yin Yang Lake, he ran to find an abandoned cave near Tai'aling and hid it. He hid it for several days. Unexpectedly, he hid it well, but someone would appear out of nowhere. The old man took the photo directly.

He just wants to survive, why is it so difficult?

He didn't think about the so-called opportunity at all. He only thought about being able to escape from here one day, but why couldn't he give himself this opportunity?

"Do you know who I am?"

After a long time, the old man spoke calmly.

Nan Ming mustered up the courage to raise his head. He really had never seen it before. He quickly shook his head and said, "Senior, spare your life!"

"I am Xu Tianyu, Xu Tian!" the old man said calmly.

Xutian domain, Xutian?

Ancestor Xutian?

At first, Nan Ming didn't react yet. When he did, he was shocked and confused!

"Are you, Ancestor Xutian?"

Nan Ming's mouth opened wide, and he suddenly came back to his senses, kowtowing as if he were pounding garlic, "Young man didn't know that our ancestor was here, please show mercy..."

Ancestor Xutian, a ninth-level existence!

It's hard to imagine how shocked Nan Ming was at this moment.

How could an ancestor-level expert come to Yun Tan Star?

Yes, Ancestor Xutian must have come for the battle the day before yesterday.

Is it possible that Qingliu has fallen? Did this alarm the great god?

For a time, Nan Ming had a thousand thoughts.

"Ah!"

At this time, Ancestor Xu Tian chuckled, "It is inconvenient for me to come here, this is just a clone, Nanming, right? Are you willing to do me a small favor?"

busy?

Nan Ming was stunned for a moment, and then grabbed the ground with his head, "Senior's instructions are that the young one will be utterly ruined and will not give up even if he dies!"

Ancestor Xu Tian seemed to be very satisfied with Nan Ming's attitude, and even said, "Although I only came here as a clone, I still broke some rules, so I want to lend you a physical body to prevent those old guys from looking for me. …”

What?

Nan Ming froze?

Lend me your body?

Are you sure you heard correctly? This ninth-level ancestor wants to lend me his body?

Where can the physical body be borrowed casually?

Isn't that the same as asking you to lend me your life?

"What? Don't want to?"

Ancestor Xu Tian looked at him with a dull tone.

"No!"

Nan Ming shook his head quickly, with a sincere and serious look on his face, "I'm flattered that I can dedicate my body to my senior, and I'm so willing!"

Don't agree?

A ninth-level powerhouse asks you for something, do you dare not agree?

I'm afraid that before the words were spoken, the person was already gone.

Nan Ming is a smart man, but he is destined to die anyway. If he behaves well at this time, maybe the other party will show some compassion.

Sure enough, Ancestor Xu Tian was very satisfied with Nan Ming's attitude.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not interested in your body!"

This is somewhat strange.

Ancestor Xutian continued, "I will not use your body in vain. After the things are done, the body will be returned to you, and I will also give you a fortune to help you break through the eighth level!"

"Thank you, ancestor!"

Nan Ming was inexplicably surprised and kowtowed like a chicken eating.

As soon as he raised his head, Ancestor Xutian had turned into a beam of purple energy, which without any explanation, went directly into Nan Ming's forehead.

Nan Ming's eyes kept looking blank for a moment, but he soon regained his clarity.

But that look in his eyes had obviously changed.

…

——

Three days passed by in a flash.

At Wanjie Station, Jin Lian presented a jade bottle in front of Chen Muyu.

Jin Lian wore a low-cut, tight-fitting business suit today, which outlined her almost perfect figure even more charmingly.

The abyss on his chest seemed to be hiding some weird thing, ready to emerge at any time. He came and went in the station every day, and he didn't know how many eyes he attracted.

However, Chen Muyu's interest didn't seem to be here. His focus seemed to be just the bottle.

"boss!"

Jin Lian groaned.

"What's wrong?" Chen Muyu looked up at her, a little confused.

"You're so boring!"

Jin Lian left a word, turned around and left the office swaying.

Chen Muyu was confused.

I?

Am I boring?

It’s baffling!

How could a person as talented as me be boring?

After coming back to his senses, Chen Muyu once again focused his attention on the bottle in his hand.

Opening the bottle cap, a special smell came out.

This breath was very contagious, making Chen Muyu feel very stable and peaceful.

What's in the bottle is Buddha's blood.

The earth-level Buddha's blood is red with a hint of gold, and that special aura comes from it.

650 drops.

The wealth spent was not as much as expected, but it was not a small amount either. One million wealth was worth one drop, and Chen Muyu spent a total of 650 million.

I just don’t know if that guy Tuogu got any kickbacks!

Such a strange idea flashed through Chen Muyu's mind.

650 million, even if you don’t say much this time, you have to earn twice as much to not lose money, right? At this moment, he was already thinking about how to price it and sell it to his eighth-level gods and demons!