Fantasy: Let You Be The Patriarch, And You Mass-Produce The Great Emperor?

In just half a year, he broke through from Daoji Ninth Stage to Yuandan Realm Eighth Stage.

Pretty much spans a large Realm.

Compared with the other three Tianjiao in the Zifu realm, the speed is not slow at all.

In addition, Mu Shenchuan was a little impressed.

However, this junior's character is quite cold, and there is a chill and killing temperament faintly exuding from his body.

It seems that it has gone through a lot of hardships to get to where it is today.

Immediately, Mu Shenchuan didn't say much, and told about the Kyoto Institute.

And Mu Wushuang didn't even hesitate after listening, and agreed directly, extremely decisive.

"Patriarch, when will we leave?"

"Three days later."

"You set off with Mu Lang and Mu Yueyao."

"By the way, you don't have a mount yet, go down to the big Elder and get a celestial vulture."

Mu Shenchuan said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, the next second.

Mu Wushuang waved his hand and refused.

"Thank you, Patriarch, for your kindness."

"There is no need for a mount. Junior doesn't want to show off, and likes to be alone."

"The walking time should be slower. In order not to miss the patriarch's business, I will start now!"

After finishing speaking, Mu Wushuang bowed heavily, turned around and strode away.

"..."

Mu Shenchuan was a little speechless and couldn't say much.

Just looking at the leaving figure, thoughtful.

After half an hour.

Mu Wushuang's galloping figure has already left the Mu family's place thousands of miles away.

He stopped and looked back, with a complex look in his cold eyes.

Six years ago, Mu Wushuang's parents were killed by the great demon of the Zifu because of the Li Jiaxuan iron mine.

At that time, the high-level family members did not give any response because they were afraid of conflicts!

The matter of revenge has become far away.

Since then, his personality began to change, becoming extremely cold.

Knowing that in this world, strength is the most important thing, and only the strong have the right to speak.

Therefore, he practiced desperately, bathed in blood in hundreds of battles, and survived in desperate situations!

The purpose is to destroy the Li family and avenge his parents.

However, the patriarch Mu Shenchuan returned strongly and directly destroyed the Li family with iron and blood.

Let him get his revenge.

Again and again bestowed gifts.

He is very grateful to the patriarch.

Although he doesn't say anything, he will use his strength to act in return.

"Hundred Dynasties War!"

"I will not disappoint the Patriarch!"

Mu Wushuang's eyes became more resolute, and then his figure quickly swept towards Dayan Imperial City.

...

Three days later.

In Dayan Imperial City, there is a meeting of wind and clouds.

There are many unfamiliar faces with strong breath.

Mu Wushuang also arrived as scheduled, and after many inquiries, he came to a magnificent school.

Inscribed on the door are four vigorous and simple characters, Kyoto College!

At this time, many cultivators had already gathered at the entrance of the college.

They are all Tianjiao disciples from various blessed lands or powerful families. They are divided into clusters, standing in twos and threes, with more or less arrogance on their faces.

Suddenly, a frivolous voice gradually entered my ears.

"Hey, boy, which faction are you from?"

"Why have I never seen you before?"

A young man from the Sixth Stage of Yuandan Realm looked at Mu Wushuang playfully, and raised his chin.

Mu Wushuang glanced at him, ignored him, and continued to stand where he was, closing his eyes and recuperating.

And the young man felt that he was being ignored, his face suddenly became ugly, and he said sarcastically.

"Hmph, a down-and-out family who can't even make up three places, what kind of landlord is he pretending to be!"

After the words fell, Mu Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes with a chill.

"Yuan Yu, don't cause trouble."

A female cultivator next to the young man frowned slightly and reprimanded.

She, the Little Brother, is used to being domineering on weekdays, and she doesn't see many people in her eyes.

But at this moment, it is not the Yuan family, but the capital of the Emperor Yan.

If he was allowed to act foolishly, he would probably cause major trouble.

And Yuan Qing just wanted to apologize, but found that the indifferent young man had already walked towards her.

Every time he took a step, the aura on his body became stronger, and he exuded an astonishing cold killing intent.

After five steps down, the aura has already reached the Eighth Stage of Yuan Dan Realm!

The expressions of the three members of the Yuan family changed on the spot.

Mu Wushuang slowly walked to Yuan Yu's shoulder.

An indifferent whisper came into the latter's ears clearly, and immediately made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Do not make me angry."

"Otherwise... I will kill you all!"

Yuan Yu's face turned pale with fright, and he quickly retreated a few steps away.

"This fellow daoist, my younger brother is naughty."

"Forgive me."

Yuan Qing's face was serious, and she bowed her body as a gesture.

Mu Wushuang snorted coldly, glanced at her, then looked away, and then returned to the original place.

After a while.

More and more cultivators gathered in front of Kyoto University.

The royals have been showing up quite a bit.

Among them, the most powerful prince in Realm has broken through Yuan Dan and entered Realm of Purple Mansion.

Can't help but let all the arrogant people look sideways, showing a look of fear.

And right now.

Two loud chirping calls of birds suddenly resounded from above the sky, attracting everyone's attention.

"hiss."

"Sky Demon Vulture!"

"Which family has such a big platoon, there is a big monster in the Purple Mansion Realm acting as a mount!"

Many cultivators were shocked and exclaimed.