This peach forest, this waterfall, and this green mountains and green water are naturally the masterpieces of the pure white moon demon.

The pure white moon demon, who gave up all physical skills and even developed into nothingness, had terrifying illusion ability.

Maybe someone can see through such an illusion, but it is definitely not this city lord.

Wangshanjun followed Xia Yan's instructions and brought Wang Gucheng in a coma to the wild... and sent it to Yue'e's illusion.

And in this illusion... Xia Yan is omnipotent.

At this moment, he looked at the middle-aged man with the information "White Level 39" floating on his head and suddenly said, "Organ City, use all your strength to temporarily break through to the fourth level of heaven at any cost.

I have a gift to give to you, and the higher the level you accept, the greater the harvest.”

"At all costs?"

"Not bad, even if you burn your essence and blood."

“…”

“I will give you a journey, an experience,

After that, your mind will change based on the original basis, and normally, your strength will increase to a great level...

If you improve at this time, you can only reach the fourth level of heaven.

But if you can reach the fourth level of heaven with your own strength, I can upgrade you to the fifth level of heaven."

"this..."

"You are still you." Xia Yan added gently.

He spread the matter completely in front of the man and let him choose for himself, which was also a kind of appreciation for the man.

And his original goal, the eldest lady Wang Biyu, did not seem to meet his values, not to mention that the eldest lady Wang is no longer from Jian Zuncheng.

Even though he considers himself a bad person, he still likes someone who is different from him, responsible, responsible, loyal and wise.

Even though he is full of blood and decisive in killing, he still likes to be spotless, diligent and kind.

Even though he was in the eternal night, what he liked was the rays of light when dawn came.

Although the city lord of the Tianxia Jianzun City, Wang Gucheng, has an ordinary qualification, even when facing his daughter's betrayal, he can still calmly suppress his anger. Facing the many ghost cultivators, he can still stand up and say such heroic words as "As the guests arrive, we should welcome you as the masters"...

Tolerant, generous, and the lord of a city is really admirable and quite like a general.

What's more, the difference in realms is not that big, so Xia Yan changed it to him.

Wang Gucheng is still a little silent...

He wasn't thinking of refusing or agreeing. At this point, he could only continue to move forward.

He just remembered the resolute and self-deprecating that daughter was before leaving.

The teacher who only recognized him seemed to have understood his thoughts and asked with a smile: "What should you do if you have the strength?"

Wang Gucheng said: "Report to Master, my disciple is not good."

"She regards you as a mustard, don't you want to fight back this tone?"

"Disciple... don't want to."

Wang Gucheng smiled self-deprecatingly, "She is not kind, but I must be righteous... What's more, although I am the city lord, I am also a father.

As a father, who doesn’t want his daughter to fly higher and higher, so high that she can’t even see it?

In fact, if I hadn't wanted her to follow her own path to develop and neglecting discipline would not have led to her personality... I was also wrong.

Heaven moves forward, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement. I am not capable of myself, I am not self-improvement enough, and I am negligent in discipline. Why blame her for not leaving me at this time?"

"so..."

"Disciple, don't want to."

The last two words were spoken out, and Wang Gucheng had already made up his mind.

He growled, his true energy boiled, his essence and blood burned, and blood-colored hairspring like aquatic plants rose in his pores.

A calm voice sounded among the mountains and rivers:

"Yes, I'm working, my teacher, my father."

Xia Yan looked at this, perhaps only an ordinary man in the monk world.

The message above his head began to blur, moving hard...

brush!

With a burst of roar, the message finally jumped to "level 40".

At the same time, Xia Yan pressed his left hand completely.

Information emerges:

【Human Sword Demon, Level 51】, cost two spiritual veins hearts

【Function: This is a person who voluntarily bears mysticization. He will maintain all his original memories and power, and have the power of the human sword demon, and will always be loyal to you]

Xia Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

The 51-level human sword demon is enough.

The gray fog spread, completely covering the middle-aged man with a national face.

If he becomes a pupa, he may become a butterfly with the power to fulfill his wishes and dreams.

After a long time...

The fog dissipated.

Wang Gucheng did not change much, but his aura was magnificent and restrained. His face was a little younger. His eyes were dark and dark. There was a little sword energy everywhere. His black hair was like a flame and his hair was tied between his hair crowns.

He pulled his hair down as soon as he pulled it off, and let the black hair scatter and spread out.

The man with infinite sword intent was surprised at what he had gained, but when he saw the man in masked with chess in front of him, he suddenly became solemn, stepped forward, pushed the golden mountain and turned the jade pillar, and said in the most respectful voice: "Thank you, Lord!!"

Xia Yan smiled and said, "Since you call me Master, just keep calling me, there is no need to change your words.

If you can become the city lord of the largest power in the vast world of the Great Xu Dynasty, you will have the best mind and the best opportunity, and you are not an ordinary person.

Now, there is a new platform and a new starting point, don’t let me down.”

"Yes, thank you...Master!"

The sword demon insisted on the last two words, then supported the ground with both hands and kowtowed heavily, thanking him for giving him a new life and a new future mentor.

"Go, in eight days, the world will change drastically, and then... or an unprecedented battle."

"yes!"

The sword demon responded respectfully and then stood up.

Xia Yan clapped his hands, and suddenly a monster with "human skull, bird wings and snakes, sounds like a shout" flew into this world of green mountains and green waters.

The bird was wearing a strange smile mask on its face, and there was a faint mist all over its body.

"Snake Yi, let's act with the sword demon in the future. We need to cooperate well and listen to his words."

"*&%￥#@!" A respectful curse sounded.

Then, the skeleton snake wearing a smiling mask flew to the shoulder of the sword demon.

If it were before, Wang Gucheng would have been frightened, but at this time... he actually had a strange feeling of intimacy with this strange life, and could even communicate with it.

Because, he is a sword demon.

The sword demon bowed deeply to Xia Yan again, and then left with the snake one by one, and his body was covered with a layer of misty and unknown fog.

He gradually walked away.

At the end of the road, there was a flying chariot waiting for him.

Wang Ju felt the changes of this nephew in surprise, and then looked at the dreamlike illusion in the distance. His awe of the headquarters in his heart became deeper, but soon, he came back to his senses and looked at the sword demon and said, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

"I'm here for uncle."

...

...

"Yue'e, let's go back too. I guess my guests are already anxious~~" Xia Yan turned his head and looked into the distance.

...

...

The dinner was still held in Taiqing Palace.

Xia Yan is still late.

When he came to the palace gate, the snake father hurried forward to take over Xiaomaqiu's work and pushed his wheelchair forward into the palace.

When the palace gate was open, the dancers had just finished.

There are two main seats in the hall, with the right side empty and the queen sitting on the left.
To be continued...