Batou knows Yu Mufan's identity, and that is an eighth-rank military division. His son can worship his disciples, even if he is a registered disciple, he can still be said to have risen to the top. How could he not be ecstatic?

Seeing Bashan standing there motionless, Babu slapped him on the back and urged, "Why don't you thank the master now!"

But Bashan raised his head stubbornly and looked at Zhuo Buqun with contempt in his eyes, "If you didn't have a good background, rich and powerful, what qualifications would you have to be your father and my master?"

Then he looked at Yu Mufan disdainfully, "How capable are you to become the master of my third-grade military division?

It’s ridiculous that he is still a registered disciple!”

Battu was shocked and scolded sternly: "Sir, why are you talking nonsense?"

Zhuo Buqun waved his hand indifferently, pointed at Yu Mufan and said, "Eighth-rank military division, aren't qualified to be your master?"

"Eighth-rank soldier division?"

Bashan was stunned, then he showed disdain, "Where will there be an eighth-rank soldier in this remote star field?"

"What, don't I look like an eighth-rank soldier division?"

Yu Mufan waved his hand and fired a green light, and a bronze token appeared in front of him.

The token style is ancient, with a majestic pavilion on one side, which is the Huntian War Temple. On the other side, it is a pattern of a utensil, containing the artistic conception of melting the world.

"Master Hall! You...you are the master of the Master Hall of the Temple of War!"

Bashan's eyes instantly solidified, revealing an incredible look.

This token is the token of the Master Hall of the Military Temple. The Wanxiang Tower just brought it to Yu Mufan.

"Now do you believe I am an eighth-grade master?"

Yu Mufan took back the token and said lightly.

"Meet Master!"

Bashan had no arrogance on his face and hurriedly knelt down to Yu Mufan.

Yu Mufan said coldly: "Don't rush to become a disciple first. You just said rude to my master. You will get his understanding. It's not too late to become a disciple again!"

"Master?"

Bashan looked at Zhuo Buqun in horror and stammered, "He, is he your master?"

Not only Bashan, Badou and other slaves were also full of incredible faces.

They originally thought that Zhuo Buqun was relying on the powerful forces behind him, so that Wanxianglou could bow his head to them.

Unexpectedly, he was the master of the Eighth-rank Soldier Division. So what level of military division is he?

A ninth grade or a legendary tenth grade war god?

Yu Mufan said, "Not bad!"

"I came from the Earth Star Realm, but I don't have any good background, and I have no power or power. However, I am still qualified to be the master of you and your father!"

Zhuo Buqun showed a smile but not a smile, and his plain tone revealed a momentum that only a peerless strong man could have.

"Master, I was wrong!"

Bashan turned to Zhuo Buqun, showing shame.

Zhuo Buqun said: "Although you are extremely talented, you are too complacent and arrogant. If you do not change it, you will have limited achievements in the future in the art of refining weapons."

“What the master taught is the lesson!”

Bashan felt great pressure and was sweating profusely in his heart.

"Let him start with an apprentice first. If you can't satisfy you within three years, there is no need to accept an apprentice!"

Zhuo Buqun said to Yu Mufan.

"Abide by the teacher's order!"

Yu Mufan hurriedly agreed, and he also knew that Zhuo Buqun intended to temper Bashan.

Although Bashan was depressed, he did not dare to complain at all.

In fact, Zhuo Buqun asked Yu Mufan to accept Bashan as his disciple, not only because he had good talent, but also had other purposes.

It is obviously unreliable that he wants to leave Badou in the Earth Star Realm to protect his relatives and rely solely on the slave seal to control it.

Bashan is the most important person in Badou, more important than his life. Bashan worshipped under Yu Mufan, not only won his heart and could be regarded as a hostage, but he would not have the intention to rebel no matter what.

As for the other slaves, Zhuo Buqun decided to stay by his side, about to leave the Lingmeng Realm, and he was going to face many storms. His strength was too weak, so he had to have a few helpers by his side.

Next, Zhuo Buqun took Battu and forcibly crossed the barriers of the two realms, entered the Earth Star Realm, and returned to the Gai Tian Palace in the Star Moon Kingdom.

He did not show up, but just stared at the palace silently in the air. He would leave for a long time and appear again, which would only increase his sadness.

When he returns to the peak, he will return here and lead all his family to the Tianxing Realm, and it will never be too long.

He saw Zhuo Yuncang, his father Zhuo Tianqi and his mother Fang Qingyue, and his two daughters who can't speak. He felt great happiness in his heart. What else is more gratifying than this?

Zhuo Buqun looked in the air silently for a long time before sending a message to the beggar lying in an alley outside the palace: "Batwan, I have all my relatives left to you, so there must be no mistake!"

Batun replied: "Don't worry, Master, even if Batun dies, no one will be allowed to hurt his relatives at all!"

With the strength of the Badian Dou Zun, with the thoughts, you can sense the entire Xingyuan Continent and instantly travel through the void to reach anywhere. As long as there is no high-level Dou Zun from the Tianxing Realm entering the Earth Star Realm, no one can hurt Zhuo Buqun's relatives at all.

Zhuo Buqun took out two starry sky rings and flew towards Batun.

In a starry sky ring, there are millions of star stones, thousands of elixirs, and a fighting technique suitable for Batou cultivation, which is enough to improve Batou's strength to the peak of Dou Zun.

The other one is the pill left by Zhuo Buqun for his relatives. The fighting technique allows Battu to "unintentionally" get it at the right time.

Zhuo Buqun left the palace and came to Xingyuan Royal City. His son Zhuo Xiaoyao was crowned as the crown prince. He lived in the palace at this time, so Yuanluo naturally wanted to follow him.

Seeing Yuan Luo who was severely scolding his son, Yuan Luo was no longer the palace lord who did not understand the world, but the mother of the prince who was quite majestic. In the future, the prince ascended the throne and she would be the empress dowager.

In the Star Dust Tower Association in the royal city, Zhuo Buqun secretly saw the busy brightness.

In a ruin in the Bleeding Abyss, he silently stared at Yan Li, who was chasing a thief in the air.

Finally, Zhuo Buqun came to Danqiu Mountain again and saw Duanmu Yu in a palace.

"He went to the Tianxing Realm, I wonder if it's going to be fine now?"

Duanmu Yu, who was refining the alchemy, suddenly muttered to himself.

Unexpectedly, after a little distracted, the flames in the alchemy furnace lost control and made a muffled sound, and a stream of black smoke emerged from it.

Duanmu Yu shook his head and smiled, his eyes became firm, "Buqun, with your personality, you must be struggling in the Star Realm, right?

Don’t worry, I will definitely be able to go to the Tianxing Realm and become your powerful help!"

Zhuo Buqun shook his head and smiled, hid in nothingness, and looked at Duanmu Yu quietly.

Bang! Duanmu Yu failed to refine the alchemy again. He looked at the alchemy furnace in annoyance and said in surprise: "Strange, why are you always restless today?"

Zhuo Buqun knew that if he continued to stay, Duanmu Yu would not want to refine a furnace of elixirs today. He looked at her deeply, and then flashed away from Danqiu Mountain.

When he came to the sky, he took a deep look at the Xingyuan Continent, revealing his reluctance.

He knew that this trip might be ten years or thirty years.

But he also knew very well that when he returned here again, he would definitely stand at the highest peak of the Star Realm.

"Walk!"

Zhuo Buqun withdrew his gaze and headed straight to the end of the sky.
Chapter completed!