Chapter 656: The trumpet is watching the house, if you have any problem, find him

Before Zhang Yang had the chance to check the Heart of Heaven and Earth, he was blocked by Mu Shaoan, or rather, this guy rushed to the entrance of the Sword Immortal Hall and started threatening him, saying that if Zhang Yang didn't come out, he would turn Qingmu World upside down and so on.

But this threat was not too easy for Zhang Yang to resolve. With a thought, a white-haired trumpeter rushed over.

"Cousin, how are you?"

Mu Shaoan looked back, and without saying a word, he slashed over with a huge sword light. However, Zhang Yang's white-haired trumpet was not annoyed. He stretched out his hand, and a ripple-like sword print spread out, and he steadily took away the sword light.

"Huh? A demigod of laws? Fatty Zhang, you are really willing to spend a lot of money!"

Having said this, Mu Shaoan did not stop at all. In an instant, all kinds of sword techniques, sword seals, and sword formations came down on his head, and each time was more powerful than the last. However, Zhang Yang's white-haired trumpet was still calm and only defended without attacking. Apart from a set of sword seals, there was only a clear light covering the surroundings, and even the sword energy radiation released by Mu Shaoan was directly recovered and absorbed.

After a few seconds, Mu Shaoan stopped unhappily and said in disbelief: "Fatty Zhang is really bold. He gave you one tenth of the Daozu authority. Isn't he afraid of being usurped?"

"My cousin, you are joking. We are one. How can there be talk of usurping the throne?" Zhang Yang's white-haired trumpeter said calmly.

Mu Shaoan smiled evilly, walked around the white-haired trumpeter, and suddenly sighed: "Cousin, I probably can't learn your trumpeter skills. The temperament of your trumpeter is completely different from your main body. Oh, what is the name of your trumpeter, and what is your identity?"

"Chu Yiyang, one of the founders of Xuanmen, ranked seventh among Xuanmen's first disciples, has the strength of a demigod of laws. Of course, he is not the kind registered in Tianjian Sect. He is a small account that I have cultivated three thousand years ago. Now, the power controlled by this small account alone may scare you, my cousin."

"Xuanmen? I have heard of this. It is a secret organization cultivated by you, Fatty Zhang. But if you say it scared me - Hey, Fatty Zhang, why are you so easy to talk to today?"

Mu Shaoan suddenly became suspicious.

"Faced with a powerful enemy, you and I should cooperate sincerely." The white-haired trumpeter still said seriously.

"Nonsense, Fatty Zhang, if I believe even a single word you say, I will be called An Shaomu from now on."

"Okay, I can't hide it from you. The reason why I used the sound of the Great Dao to warn you today is actually because I have an important message that I want to discuss with you, my cousin. However, I'm afraid you won't believe me, and you might stab me to death once I reveal my identity."

"continue."

"I finally received news from the main body today. He may come back to help in the near future." The white-haired trumpet said slowly. The two million sword immortals who came back from the dream dimension must come back, even with the unexpected surprise of the Heart of Heaven and Earth. They cannot make the same mistake as in the previous battle again.

Moreover, the heart of heaven and earth must also be concealed.

"Return for help?"

Sure enough, this news instantly caught the attention of Mu Shao's security department. "Didn't Fatty Zhang say anything else? How to send aid? Should the whole army send aid or split the troops? What's the situation outside? If you can, tell him that everything is safe in his hometown. Don't lose sight of one thing while focusing on another, and don't give up the benefits you have gained outside. The key to winning or losing this war is no longer here, but outside."

Mu Shaoan said a lot in one breath, and the white-haired trumpeter could only smile helplessly, "Sorry, I don't know anything, but from my analysis, this time the reinforcements may not be the entire army, because that means that the expedition to the dream dimension has completely failed, so they must have a strong foothold outside, so they want to return to their hometown to help. After all, they are most concerned about the safety of their old nest outside."

Mu Shaoan nodded after hearing that. "Alas, this is the only way for now. But where are they coming from? Don't force your way through the blockade. According to reliable information, there are at least three ancient gods and more than a hundred heavenly gods in the blockade outside. Whoever goes out will die. The Sky-Snatching Sword Formation won't work. I'm very worried that your main force may be wiped out this time."

"Three ancient gods?"

This time it was Zhang Yang's white-haired trumpeter's turn to be surprised.

"Yes, the news is absolutely reliable. It was passed back by your brother 09. This guy is incredible and is already ready to be independent outside." Mu Shaoan said while glancing at the expression of the white-haired trumpet, but he saw nothing.

"This is normal. The 09 trumpet has completed its mission. When it cannot be recovered, it does not want to self-destruct, but chooses to open another path. This is understandable. After all, this is not the first time such a thing has happened. The current main body was also an trumpet that was exiled and abandoned. In order to survive, it is not surprising to use any means."

"Okay, Fatty Zhang is a monster, and you guys with your small accounts are monsters too. I'd better be a normal person." Mu Shaoan sighed. He couldn't do that. If his small accounts dared to betray him, it would be impossible to even think about it. But Fatty Zhang was still calm and composed. He was definitely a monster.

"Then let's do this. Can your Xuanmen be made public or semi-public? From now on, you have to intervene in the defense of the Sword Immortal World. The enemy is coming with such force this time that I feel a little guilty."

The white-haired trumpeter said, "Don't worry, our Xuanmen has always been involved. For example, Liang Jin from the Earth Vein Palace is one of our Xuanmen's first disciples. There are also Pang Di and others who are responsible for maintaining the defense system of the Ancient Demon Heaven. He is also the first disciple of Xuanmen. In addition, the reason why I showed up this time is that I want to semi-publicize Xuanmen. After all, this way, when facing a powerful enemy, we can integrate more forces to avoid unnecessary waste."

"I am a coward, I am a coward!"

Mu Shaoan's face was strange. "I was wondering why Li Gouhai, Jiang Maochong and I tried to recruit them, but these two guys were unmoved. It turns out they are your people! I give up. It must be great to be a Taoist Patriarch. I want to create a new heaven and earth realm and become a Taoist Patriarch myself."

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"If you want it, I can give you one third of Daozu's authority." The white-haired man said calmly.

"Hey, I admire someone who never accepts charity!"

"Then I'll give you half."

"Well, do you mean what you say?"

"I was kidding! Don't you believe a single word I say? An Shaomu!" The white-haired trumpet suddenly laughed loudly, and disappeared without a trace before Mu Shaoan could go berserk and silence him.

"Minato!"

Mu Shaoan was so angry that he was about to blow his beard, but when he returned to his own little piece of land, his furious expression was suddenly replaced by a hint of smile.

"Cou, if Fatty Zhang's main body doesn't come back, I will call An Shaomu immediately. I also want to use a small account to fool me. It seems that I can finally save a lot of resources to create a fourth-order antivirus hunter organization. From now on, I will quit this useless defense commander. I'm going to go out and have some fun now. I've been so depressed for the past six months."

"Xiaohao is watching the house. If you need anything, please contact him →"

He casually drew a sketch of a super fat man on the chessboard of fate, wrote two lines of words, and then fled out of the sword fairy world. He just looked down on Zhang Pangzi's timid and calculating appearance. If he had the guts, come out and have fun!

(End of this chapter)