Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

"Captain, is there really no problem doing so?" Hammer looked at Yang Xuan with some worry.

Mercenary regiment has been established, but if you want to grow, you naturally need a place of your own. How to choose the base of the mercenary regiment is a very delicate problem.

We can't choose too remote places to prevent the mercenary regiment from moving inconveniently in the future, nor can we put them in too noisy places.

However, after a little thought, Yang Xuan had an idea. Next to the Shacheng killing temple, there is a manor, which belonged to Roga in those days. The area of the manor is not very large. It is completely enough for the Xiuxian imperial dynasty, which has only three people today.

But Yang Xuan knew it was his own territory, Qi Lingfeng also knew it, but the hammer didn't know it.

When he heard that Yang Xuan was going to choose the base of the mercenary Union in the manor of Luojia, he was startled and wanted to dissuade Yang Xuan. I'm kidding. Even though Roga hasn't appeared in front of the living people for 100000 years, the reputation of killing God still spreads in the heaven. Moreover, not long ago, it was just reported that Roga appeared again.

And he, the president with the same name of killing God, is like eating bear heart leopard gall and wants to touch the territory of killing God Roga.

Although Yang Xuan reassured the hammer again and again, the hammer still felt very uneasy. I'm kidding. Even if Roga is in trouble, he's also a God King. It's not something that a small mercenary regiment with only three people can resist.

However, Qi Lingfeng did not refuse. At this time, there were only three people in the regiment. In terms of voting, the hammer could only obey.

"Well, just keep your heart open. Since I can invite Qi Lingfeng, one of the only three divine craftsmen in the world, I can deal with Roga when he really comes back." Yang Xuan patted the hammer on the shoulder and raised his hand to smooth his frown.

The three walked towards the manor.

The manor has been in disrepair for a long time, so it looks very messy. However, with the protection of the array, the manor did not collapse even after 100000 years.

One hundred thousand years, it was a long time. When he walked into the manor again, Yang Xuan suddenly felt some emotion. After the weeds in the yard were eradicated, a familiar picture emerged in front of us.

Qi Lingfeng looked at the yard and went straight to the side room.

When Roga built this manor, it was a place specially used to build all kinds of things, and Qi Lingfeng once lived here for some time, and the room he walked into now was the place where he lived.

There were even blacksmith's stove, anvil and other things used by Qi Lingfeng in those years. However, with the passage of time, these things had already been rusted and turned into a pile of dust with a gentle touch.

Yang Xuan led the hammer to the highest room. Where was the place where Roga stayed.

As soon as I opened the door, there was a burst of dust on my face, which made them cough violently. Yang Xuan waved and blew away the dust. Without stopping, he continued to walk towards the inner place.

The house was very tall. Next to a wall, Yang Xuan stopped. He knocked on the wall regularly, and a small hole appeared on the wall immediately.

Yang Xuan put his palm on the wall in the small mouth. The wall immediately rose, and a passage appeared in front of them.

"God, are you crazy? You not only robbed the house of the murderer, but also dare to covet his treasure?" The hammer exclaimed. He hurriedly wanted to step back, but Yang Xuan pulled him.

"As I said, I just kill God, otherwise why do you think I know the mechanism here?" Yang Xuan gave the hammer a white eye, but in exchange for the hammer's disdain of "cutting."

Yang Xuan didn't explain more to hammer. Hammer can't be trusted, so Yang Xuan didn't intend to confess his identity to hammer. As for what he said, most of them would not believe it according to the character of the hammer.

After seeing Yang Xuan go in, hammer hesitated and finally stopped.

The passage is very quiet. There is a spirit stone lamp on the wall. It's only too early to use. They walked in the passage for five minutes before they reached the other end of the passage. In front of them was a huge silver gray iron gate.

In fact, when it was built, it was still bright red, but now the red paint on it has fallen off, revealing its original color.

The iron gate was a little heavy, but with Yang Xuan's strength, it was pushed open very easily.

When I walked into the door, I saw a mountain of spirit stones. From the size of the spirit stones, they should be black spirit stones, but now they have lost their original luster and become dim gray.

Looking at these spirit stones, Yang Xuan suddenly felt a pity. If these spirit stones can still be used, at least 10 billion, but now they have become ordinary stones.

Further inside, there was another iron door, which was much smaller than the one just now, but its weight doubled.

Some people pushed the door open with difficulty. What appeared in front of Yang Xuan were all kinds of treasures, spiritual herbs and elixirs.

There is a spirit gathering array in the room, so many things haven't lost their spiritual power. Yang Xuan was not polite either. He directly called out the Lingta and sucked all the things here.

Anyway, these are his own things. Even if he takes them, he won't feel any guilt.

After a while, these things were put away, leaving only shelves for things. In the corner of this room, there is also a door. There are more valuable things in there, but with Yang Xuan's current strength, he can't open the door there, so he doesn't have to consider it for the time being.

Put all these things away, and Yang Xuan took the pagoda back to the sea with satisfaction. Now that these things exist, as long as they are turned into spiritual stones, Yang Xuan can summon people to develop his own mercenary regiment.

And the next thing to do is to receive people.

However, in these days, Yang Xuan has been considering this matter, but he has never found a suitable method.

In 100000 years, the top forces in the sky have not changed, but those middle forces have undergone earth shaking changes, and even Yang Xuan doesn't know anyone. What the Xiuxian imperial dynasty needs today is these ordinary soldiers who can form the main force of the Xiuxian imperial dynasty.

But Yang xuansi wanted to go for a long time, but he didn't think of a suitable candidate. He had to put it aside first and try to win over after meeting the right person.