The 4670th Chapter Mysterious Jiuli Tribe (1)

"Ninth Master...Ninth Master..."

The girl's dry voice pulled back Han Chujiu's thoughts.

He looked at Muyan, and his face immediately showed a smile that he thought was "kind and kind", but was actually cute and soft: "Good boy, what's the matter?"

"Master Nine, have you been to the Jiuli tribe?"

Han Chujiu was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "I have been there, I have been there. However, I have only been there once."

Suddenly, his expression froze, and he looked at Muyan seriously, "Are you planning to go to the Jiuli tribe?"

Just as Mu Yan was about to nod her head, she heard Han Chujiu suddenly raise the volume, "No, absolutely not! With your current cultivation, going to the Jiuli tribe is equivalent to death!"

Mu Yan was stunned: "What kind of place is the Jiuli Tribe? Why is it that you will die if you go there? Is there nothing you can do with the third brother's accomplishments in spells?"

Han Chujiu snorted coldly and glanced at Chu Moli, "I admit that this kid has some ways, but the Jiuli tribe is far from being as simple as you think. The people inside are not only proficient in spells, but also in formation techniques. , the use of poisons, and magical techniques, all of which are very proficient."

"Every leader of the Jiuli tribe must reach the realm of Immortal Venerable to be eligible to participate in the selection. And there are usually at least seven candidates at a time. Do you know what this concept is?"

Mu Yan took a deep breath.

There are only a handful of monks who have reached the realm of Immortal Venerable in the entire Immortal Cultivation Continent.

And a small Jiuli tribe actually has at least seven Immortal Venerables.

Where is this Jiuli tribe?

Han Chujiu looked at Chu Moli and said word by word, "Perhaps you can already rival anyone in the Jiuli tribe in terms of your attainment in mantras. But boy, the Jiuli tribe has existed in this world for tens of thousands of years. , has been hiding in the corner of this world, developing quietly, has not participated in the war between various races, and has not suffered too much loss. This is also doomed, the strength and heritage they have accumulated over the past ten thousand years is unimaginable. of."

"If you think that you can bring Muyan in and out of the Jiuli tribe with just this little trick [curse], that would be too whimsical."

Chu Moli lowered his eyes, covering the divine light at the bottom of his eyes.

Han Chujiu couldn't get a response for a long time, so he couldn't help kicking his wheelchair, "Boy, did you hear me. Before your strength reaches the realm of Immortal Venerable, you are not allowed to take my good disciple to the Jiuli tribe."

Mu Yan couldn't help crying for a while.

During this period of time, she was able to fully see the protection of Master Xiaojiu.

Whenever there is a mistake, it is definitely not the baby's fault, but someone else's.

Whenever there is a need for persuasion, if the baby does not listen, then threaten the relevant personnel.

In short, it is not the fault of the precious disciple who is wrong, and no one can criticize the precious disciple.

"You said ten thousand years ago."

Chu Moli's voice suddenly sounded.

He raised his head to look at Han Chujiu and said slowly, "When did the Jiuli tribe start to be established, do you know?"

Han Chujiu was stunned: "How would I know this? What are you asking about this?"

Chu Moli lowered his eyes and did not answer.

Han Chujiu waved his hand and said, "Anyway, you are not allowed to go to the Jiuli Tribe without permission, have you heard? Hmph, but the Jiuli Tribe is not the one you want to go to."

...

When only Mu Yan and Chu Moli were left in the room.

Chu Moli asked lightly, "What are your plans, little junior sister?"