A scrap collection station comes to mind

"It's just a plan for a rainy day. There's no such thing as a plan in mind."

Mu Jia shook his head, "Brother Chen, don't take this world too simply, don't underestimate this world, don't look at the superficial glory of us, the three giants of the Eastern Continent, haha, God knows what is going on in this four-domain world. How many masters are hidden?"

Chen Muyu frowned slightly, "Is it possible that even with Brother Mujia's strength, he can't figure out the bottom of this extraterrestrial world?"

"Why."

Mu Jia sighed, "You only know that I have countless clones, scattered all over the place, but many places are beyond the reach of my ability. From ancient times to the present, there have been strong men like the crucian carp crossing the river. Among them , some have died, but certainly not all, many must have survived."

"It's just that these guys are hiding. Haha, even if they are not in this Sifang Continent, the endless overseas world is enough for them to hide."

…

Chen Muyu was not surprised. The most indispensable thing in this world was Lao Liu.

"But no matter what, with your strength, Brother Mujia, you are definitely among the top." Chen Muyu praised without hesitation.

Mu Jia's smile was a little flat, "Brother Chen, you think too highly of me. As the saying goes, the strongest has its own strong hand. Beings as powerful as Holy Lord Tianhong and Holy Lord Hongmeng will inevitably fall in the end, let alone Not to mention me?"

Chen Muyu hesitated slightly.

What he said is not unreasonable. No matter how strong you are, can you be stronger than Holy Lord Tianhong and Holy Lord Hongmeng?

However, he always felt that Mu Jia was not a simple person.

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Deep in the mountains of the Nether Clan, there is an ancient cave.

In front of the cave, an ancient locust tree swayed in the wind, looking like a demon swaying in the dark environment.

"Father, I have brought Taoist Brother Wuxin from Dalingshan!"

King Netherworld stood under the tree, facing the direction of the cave, and saluted respectfully.

Next to him, Wu Xin cupped his hands towards the cave, "Brother Ming Yan, Wu Xin pays my respects!"

The next second, the ban on the cave was lifted, and the stone door slowly opened.

Nether King immediately walked in with Wu Xin.

In the cave, which was dark and humid, gloomy sources of energy quickly gathered and condensed into a human figure.

The white-haired man was sitting on the futon, his eyes opened, revealing a bone-chilling coldness.

"Brother Mingyan, long time no see!"

Wu Xin and him were obviously old acquaintances, and they were not overly polite.

The old man looked at Wu Xin quietly and said, "You have improved a lot!"

Wu Xin smiled and was about to explain his purpose when he saw the old man raising his withered hand.

"My son has already told me your purpose of coming!"

The old man spoke softly, and the Netherworld King next to him did not say anything, but just stood beside the old man.

"I don't know, what are Brother Mingyan's plans?" Wu Xin asked immediately.

The old man said, "I am naturally happy that you are willing to help me, the Nether Clan, but nothing in this world comes for free. Tell me, what do you want?"

A pair of eyes looked at Wu Xin critically.

But Wu Xin shook his head, "Dalingshan doesn't want anything!"

"Ah!"

The old man smiled, "So, Brother Wu Xin came all the way here to do charity? There shouldn't be such a deep friendship between our two families, right?"

Wu Xin said, "I mean, Dalingshan doesn't want anything, it doesn't mean that I don't want anything!"

"oh?"

Still playing word games, the old man looked at him and said, "So, what do you want?"

Wu Xin said, "The skills I practice are special. I will save you Nether Clan, so I will naturally have the power of wish to bless me. I need to use this power to practice. Brother Ming Yan, in fact, for us, this is A mutually beneficial thing..."

The old man raised his eyebrows, "So, you want to use my Nether Clan to practice?"

"good!"

Wu Xin nodded calmly, "I think the netherworld origins in them will also be helpful to your cultivation, right? When I transcend that existence, you will also get a lot of benefits!"

The old man took a deep breath and said, "How sure are you that you can transcend him?"

"With Brother Mingyan's help, I'm 90% sure!" Wu Xin was full of confidence.

"So, what do you need me to do?" the old man asked.

Wu Xin said, "When I save him, you two will sweep the formation for me to isolate the source of the netherworld and prevent Mu Jia and the others from harassing him!"

"That's it?" The old man looked at him suspiciously.

Wu Xin nodded, "It's just that, is it possible that you two don't believe in my strength?"

"Ah!"

The old man smiled faintly, "It's not that I don't believe in your strength, but I believe too much in your strength. I'm worried that when the time comes, you will save both of us..."

"Brother Mingyan is joking!"

Wu Xin waved his hand, "I can swear this in the name of my Great Spirit Mountain!"

"That's not necessary!"

The old man shook his head, "Brother Wu Xin, you'd better not make any crooked ideas, otherwise, I, the Nether Clan, won't be so easy to mess with!"

Wuxin smiled.

The two parties then discussed follow-up matters.

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Qianshan, guest courtyard.

Mu Jia put one hand on his ear and was trying to expand his hearing. After a moment, he put away his hand and looked a little solemn.

"Brother, what did you hear?"

Mu Yi was sitting next to him. Seeing that Mu Jia had withdrawn his magical powers, he immediately asked.

This brother of hers has great magical powers. There is very little in the world or within the four realms that can escape his eyes and ears.

Mu Jia frowned and thought for a moment, "In this Nether clan, apart from Ming Yan and his son, there shouldn't be a third person in the Perfection Realm, right?"

"should not!"

Mu Yi shook his head. Mu Jia should know this kind of question better than him, "Brother, why do you ask this?"

Mu Jia said, "I thought Wu Xin was here to recruit Ming Yan and his son to join the gang. Unexpectedly, he wanted to use the Nether Clan to increase his strength..."

Immediately, he told Mu Yi the information he heard.

Although it is only a few words, the basic content is still there.

This guy is really good at eavesdropping.

After Mu Yi listened, he remained silent for a long time.

"Brother, I'm afraid he won't be able to get what he wants!" After a long time, Mu Yi said.

No one is happy to see the enemy's strength increase, even just a little.

Mu Jia pinched his chin, of course he couldn't let him get what he wanted.

"What I'm thinking about now is, who does Wu Xin want to save?" Mu Jia thought about it, but couldn't think of a reasonable answer.

The person who makes Wu Xin so interested is definitely not an ordinary person. He can use him to improve his strength. This person's strength is definitely not low.

The state of perfection is necessary, and it is not just an ordinary state of perfection.

In addition, this person is related to the Nether Clan, but does the Nether Clan have such existence besides Ming Yan?

Mu A doesn’t know, and Mu B doesn’t know either.

After hesitating for a moment, Mu Jia directly sent a message to the audience.

After a while, Ling Man appeared in the yard.