Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Babao Ruyi Scepter.

Eight Treasures Ruyi Scepter Sect's treasure, was destroyed by demons and took the treasure.

Pictures appeared in Han Muye's mind.

The shadow of the sky, the killing of the sky and the earth, just looking at one picture can make people tremble all over.

Devil Dao is rampant, and the road is difficult to prosper.

From the Eight Treasures Ruyi Scepter, Han Muye saw that the worlds were smashed by demons, and then used the Devil Dao blood sacrifice method to sacrifice the power of the world, extracting the lives of the living beings.

These forces have fed back the demon world, making that world stronger.

The world of practice is not only a battle between people, but also a collision between worlds.

The worlds that were even more magnificent and powerful than the Profound Sky World were infested with pervasive demons and then destroyed.

The star collapsed, countless creatures wailed, and the demons laughed wildly, making Han Muye grasp it tightly.

With the power of power, the senior of the Profound Sky World sealed off all the passages so that the Profound Sky World would not be invaded by outsiders.

Younger practitioners have no idea how vast, dark and cruel the world of this practice is.

Compared with the tyranny of the demons, it is really conscience that the practitioner of the Yuntianjie enslaves the practitioner of the fire source to be a mine slave.

The image in his mind gradually dissipated, Han Muye exhaled and his eyes fell on the stone wall in front of him.

This rock wall is illusory.

After the stone wall, is the passage to the outside world.

From the Eight Treasures Ruyi Scepter, Han Muye saw that the demons had discovered the Profound Sky World and continued to infiltrate along the exposed passages everywhere.

These passages in the Western Xinjiang are not bad, and the towns are tightly sealed.

The vastness of Zhongzhou, the boundless East China Sea, and the bitter cold land of the Northern Territory, where there are few living beings, all have figures of demons outside the world.

Fortunately, the power of heaven and earth in the Profound Sky World is still tyrannical, and it can suppress those extraterritorial demons.

There are also many strong people in Zhongzhou and Donghai, so that the demons have nowhere to hide.

From the Eight Treasures Ruyi Scepter, Han Muye has seen several scenes of the black armored sword repairer and the red armored army attacking the outside world.

Those Tianxuan Zhongzhou armies marching in array, sweeping the void, are heavenly demons, and they dare not stop their edge.

"Zhongzhou, Prime Minister Wen, Marquis Wu."

The wider the world of knowledge, the more Han Muye felt that he should go to Zhongzhou.

Only by going to Zhongzhou can you improve your own vision.

There, is the own stage.

However, Xijiang is the foundation of its own, and the sword pavilion and the Nine Profound Sword Gate must be solid.

With a flash of light in the palm of his hand, the Eight Treasures Ruyi Scepter turned into a folding fan.

When the folding fan is opened, there is a landscape picture on one side and the word "Meditation" on the other side.

Eight Treasures Ruyi Scepter, can be transformed into invisible, can simulate the attributes of various treasures.

Of course, in the end it is simulation, and the power it shows can only be half of the original treasure.

But even half of it is Magic Treasures!

Half the power of Magic Treasures is also much stronger than the top spiritual tools.

At the beginning, the Eight Treasures Ruyi Scepter turned into an iron umbrella, which is to simulate a powerful magic treasure.

That broken umbrella directly blocked so many attacks from the Half Step Heaven Realm.

At this time, the style of this folding fan is based on the illusion of the folding fan used by Han Muye to see the Confucianism and Taoism practitioners in Zhongzhou from Kong Chaode's gentleman's sword.

There is no big use, just a few methods that can simply use Haoran Qi.

Shaking the fan a few times, Han Muye turned to look at Daoist, who was beside him.

Seeing his appearance, Daoist shook his head and said, "If you are like this, if you stand in front of Jianzun Yuan Tian, ​​he will slash you with a sword."

Hearing his words, Han Muye folded his fan and asked curiously, "What kind of hatred does Jian Zun have with Wen Xiang?"

The two teachers went out of the same door. Ordinarily, shouldn't they be in love with each other?

Even if there is a fight, one is in Western Xinjiang and the other is in Zhongzhou, and there is no intersection of interests?

"I don't know about that." Daoist shook his head and muttered: "Men have enemies with men, probably for..."

...

When Lin Shen and the others saw Han Muye holding a folding fan, they were slightly stunned.

At this time, Han Muye really looked like a Confucian and Taoist practitioner.

Fortunately, Han Muye just played on a whim, turned it into a sword, and put it in the sword case behind him.

For the next few days, Han Muye was active in the sword pavilion, the library, and the spiritual land.

In the library, Cui Helian sorted out various books every time, and when he left, he went to unfold the books and searched carefully.

From Cui Helian's point of view, Han Muye seems to have really cultivated into Confucianism and Taoism, with a sense of arrogance in him.

This made him very excited, but he was too embarrassed to speak.

Three days later, Liu Hong, who had participated in the Sword Art Conference at the Cao family, returned.

"Senior Brother Han, the Cao family really launched a few good swords this time."

Seeing Han Muye, Liu Hong looked proud: "Fortunately, I have senior brother, you let me make up for the knowledge of swordsmanship, otherwise, I'm afraid I will be embarrassed."

Under the auspices of Cao E, the Cao family has been developing and researching how to refine new swords.

Among them, Han Muye also asked for some refining methods that the Cao family did not have.

After some operation, the result is achieved.

According to Liu Hong, the new swords from the Cao family are very popular among the strong in the situation.

Because these swords can mobilize the power of heaven and earth a lot.

Liu Hong handed Han Muye a sword he brought back.

Han Muye looked at it and nodded.

There are several more smelting methods in this sword, and several more spiritual materials are mixed.

In ordinary times, doing so can only increase costs and reduce profits.

But now is the critical time in Western Xinjiang, with Spirit Stones in hand, it is better to replace it with treasures and increase your own strength.

A good sword, even if the price is doubled, there are people rushing for it.

Sure enough, Liu Hong said that the price of this half-spirit sword is 30,000 Spirit Stones.

Thirty thousand Spirit Stones.

Han Muye raised his hand and took out another sword.

"How about this sword?" Handing the sword to Liu Hong, Han Muye said with a smile.

Liu Hong took it and watched it carefully, with a look of surprise on his face: "This refining method is extremely skilled, and the spiritual materials used are also sufficient."

"The quality of this sword is far better than that made by the Cao family."

"Such a sword is 50,000 Spirit Stones, and I'm rushing for it."

Fifty thousand Spirit Stones a sword.

Han Muye smiled and shook his head, putting away the sword.

He didn't tell Liu Hong that when he received the sword, it was five thousand Spirit Stones.

Moreover, compared to how many good swords the Cao family can't make in a year, the standard long sword produced by the Huoyuan Palace can have hundreds of thousands of swords a year.

Fortunately, Han Muye did not plan to sell this sword in the western border.

Otherwise, the Cao family's sword business might be squeezed out of business.

Han Muye didn't stay in Jiange for a long time. He took a few bottles of refined immortal pills and walked to the mountain gate with Jiang Ming.

They're going down the mountain to pick up a big deal of five million Spirit Stones.

This is the first time their firm has done this kind of big business.

But Han Muye has a business to do along the way.

On Bai Suzhen's side, there is also a pot of pills to be refined.

Fu Yang Dan of the sixth rank is a Medicine Pill that can improve his own strength after cultivating Yang attribute Cultivation Technique to Golden Core.

There are not many such Medicine Pills in the entire Western Xinjiang.

The reason why Han Muye is willing to accept this pill is that they are willing to offer Fu Yangdan's pill recipe, and a treasure of Yang attribute as a reward.

Han Muye is now practicing Jiuyang Gong, and he is naturally interested in treasures of the Yang attribute.

He has already refined half of the elixir that Bai Suzhen sent.

These are enough Bai Suzhen to sell recently.

Jiang Ming did not go out with Han Muye, but drove a carriage and left quietly.

He has to go to the gold master of pill refining to make arrangements and wait for Han Muye to go.

When Han Muye arrived at the mountain gate, Bai Suzhen was already waiting.

"Senior Brother Han."

Seeing Han Muye's arrival, Bai Suzhen said with a smile.

Han Muye nodded.

The two flew down the mountain, and after a while, there was a figure in front of them.

He is tall and straight, and his body is magnificent, and he is a strong person.

In Han Muye's view, Cultivation Base is extremely tyrannical.

He was the one who steered the flying boat for Bai Suzhen.

I don't know why this Miss Bai is nesting on Jiuxuan Mountain. Even the people who drive the flying boat are strong in the situation. Why should she run the small Suzhen Building by herself?

However, Su Zhen Building has various immortal pills refined by Han Muye, and the business is very impressive, which is worth the income of a medium-sized Sect.

"I have seen Han Banxian."

This time, the one who was driving the flying boat was an old man with a white beard.

The old man glanced at Han Muye and said with a chuckle.

Han Muye nodded and followed Bai Suzhen into the flying boat.

The flying boat turned into a streamer and went straight to the sky.

In the flying boat, Han Muye sat in front of Bai Suzhen.

"Uncle He has achieved something from his practice. When he goes back to Closed Door Training to make a breakthrough, the seventh grandpa is here to replace him."

"Zhenlingbao Shop is also in charge of Seventh Grandpa."

Looking up at Han Muye, Bai Suzhen said.

At the beginning, Shopkeeper He followed Huang Laoliu all the way. Although he did not reach Yunchao Ridge in the end, he felt something in his heart. After returning, he applied for Closed Door Training, the secret place of Shangyang Demon Sect.

When it comes to Cultivation Base like them, every promotion is not easy.

Every breakthrough, whether in combat power or in Sect status, will greatly change.

"That's for congratulations."

Han Muye nodded, then looked outside the flying boat and said, "This person is in charge of the Zhenling Treasure Shop, so the business is probably difficult to do."

Hearing his words, Bai Suzhen covered her mouth and smiled.

Her seventh grandfather, Cultivation Base, is naturally profound, but how can she be compared with Shopkeeper He?

Now the Zhenlingbao shop is about to close.

There was a gleam in Han Muye's eyes, and then he turned back.

The old man Cultivation Base who controls the flying boat is tyrannical.

Such a person is afraid that it is not entirely to protect Bai Suzhen.

Possibly, there is another meaning. And this person just looked at his own eyes, and he was not as modest as the shopkeeper.

This is the real Devil Dao practitioner.

Raising his hand, Han Muye placed a few jade bottles on the small table in front of him.

Bai Suzhen accepted it with joy, her divine sense swept over, and the smile on her face became even greater.

"Senior Brother Han, you don't know, if your Medicine Pill doesn't come, I won't be able to do this business anymore."

Putting away the small jade bottles, Bai Suzhen breathed a sigh of relief.

What she meant Han Muye understood.

There are rumors in the spiritual world that he Han Muye has been eliminated from the Cultivation Base.

Whether this pill refining method is still available, outsiders do not know.

Bai Suzhen relied on the connections built by the Medicine Pill he refined, and naturally she was very concerned about this matter.

However, Han Muye knows that Bai Suzhen's business is not only her own fairy pill, but also many other exclusive businesses.

Most of the Bai family's business is controlled by Bai Suzhen.

The flying boat ran rampant, but within an hour, it landed in a mountain.

Stepping off the flying boat, there is a small Taoist temple in front.

"This Heyang Daoist is the head of Shangyuan Taoist Temple."

"His Cultivation Base has also been stuck at the Golden Core Third Stage for decades."

Bai Suzhen stretched out her finger and pointed to the black-robed old man who was walking slowly ahead, and spoke in a low voice.

At this time, Han Muye was wearing a cyan robe, without a trace of Sword Qi or aura flashing.

He is not a acquaintance, I am afraid that he will not recognize him.

Heyang Daoist, like Guan Chaosheng who asked for Ziyu Pill at the beginning, went bankrupt after the Cultivation Base was stagnant and made an immortal pill.

However, Heyang Daoist is not a Rogue Cultivators, his net worth is richer than that of Guan Chaosheng.

"Miss Bai, the seventh elder," he stepped forward, Heyang Daoist cupped his hands, and turned to look at Han Muye: "Mr. Han, thank you."

Han Muye's identity is not a secret.

But it's a secret.

Only those who have contacted by Bai Suzhen and reached a deal will have the opportunity to meet him in person.

Without much greeting, several people went directly to the Taoist temple, and then Han Muye walked into the quiet room.

In the quiet room, there are three elixir prepared by Heyang Daoist.

On the small case, there is also a Jade Slip.

Han Muye raised his hand, and the array flew out, sealing the surrounding space.

Refining the sixth-rank Medicine Pill is no longer difficult for the current Han Muye.

Just a new contact with pill recipe, he needs to figure it out.

Picking up the Jade Slip, Divine Intent penetrates, and all kinds of messages are displayed.

Fu Yang Dan, sixth rank, uses Yangshuo Spirit Stones flower as the main medicine, refining the Medicine Pill rich in the power of the blazing sun.

This pill can make the Yang attribute power that is not pure enough to become more pure.

The power of the sun?

A gleam of light flashed in Han Muye's eyes.

This Medicine Pill is clearly related to the original Lieyang Palace.

I just don't know where Heyang Daoist came from.

The pill refining image kept flowing in his mind, and after a while, Han Muye slowly closed his eyes.

After a few deductions, a smile appeared on his face.

No wonder he was looking for pill refining.

This pill can't be refined without anyone who gathers the power of the blazing sun.

In the refining process of this pill, it needs to continuously integrate the power of the blazing sun, and finally turn it into a pill.

Dao Yuanding appeared.

A Sword Qi penetrated directly into the cauldron.

Endless aura flashed, and the elixir fell into it.

Within half an hour, three pale golden elixir were already flying in front of him.

In the sky, there are clouds rolling.

The sixth rank pill is still an immortal, and naturally there is a pill robbery.

Seeing Yuntao appear, a look of excitement flashed across Heyang Daoist's face outside the quiet room.

It really did!

"This Mr. Han is really, really hard to find in the world, no wonder he has the name of exile." Heyang Daoist sighed in a low voice when the thunder light fell.

He searched hard for someone who could refine Fu Yangdan, but he never had the chance.

Many Alchemy experts in Western Xinjiang are unable to refine this pill.

"It's a pity that I was too impulsive and damaged the Cultivation Base." The old man standing behind Bai Suzhen shook his head and said lightly.

Heyang Daoist turned to look at him with a smile on his face: "What the Seventh Elder said is."

Daomen is different from Devil Cultivator.

Many Taoist schools uphold the will of heaven and earth, and it is easy to understand the choice Han Muye made at the beginning.

There is no righteousness in my heart, how can I cultivate the avenue?

And what the Demon Sect cultivates, all power belongs to itself.

In the eyes of such practitioners, Han Muye went to kill him for unrelated reasons and lost his Cultivation Base.

This is fool.

The door of the quiet room opened, and Han Muye walked out, holding a jade bottle in his hand.

"Fortunately not humiliated." Raising his hand, he handed the jade bottle to Bai Suzhen.

Bai Suzhen swept her spiritual thoughts and looked at Heyang Daoist.

Heyang Daoist hurriedly stretched out his hand, took out a small bag, and handed it to Bai Suzhen.

Bai Suzhen took the bag and handed it over to Han Muye, and the jade bottle to Heyang Daoist.

This transaction is complete.

In the pouch in Han Muye's hand, there is a dark golden disc.

This disc is full of flame clouds.

Divine Sense penetrates, and you can feel the vigorous yang attribute power on it.

It is indeed a treasure belonging to the yang attribute.

In addition to the pill recipe just now, the transaction is cleared.

Bai Suzhen and Han Muye did not stop at the Taoist temple, they turned and left.

Seeing them leave, Heyang Daoist, who was holding the jade bottle, had a change in expression and whispered to himself, "Old Ancestor, is this the person you've been looking for..."

Leaving the Taoist temple, Han Muye looked at Bai Suzhen and the old man behind him.

"Storekeeper Bai, I still have some personal matters, so I won't go back to Jiuxuan Mountain for the time being."

He cupped his hands, turned around, turned into a blue light, and flew away.

Bai Suzhen stood there watching him go away.

"Miss, have you made up your mind?" Behind her, the voice of the white-bearded old man came.

"No one can change the decision of the Sect Leader."

There was a hint of coldness in the old man's voice.

Bai Suzhen shook her head and did not speak.

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Han Muye walked with his sword, and an hour later, he came to a street market.

There are many practitioners and mortals in this market.

When I got to a restaurant, Jiang Ming was already waiting.

"Master, this is Jin senior."

Jiang Ming reached out and pointed at the old man beside him.

The old man was wearing a brocade robe, white and chubby, with a smile on his face.

Hearing Jiang Ming's introduction, he waved his hands and said, "I dare not call senior, I dare not call senior."

Looking at Han Muye, he lowered his voice: "How dare I be called senior in front of Han Banxian?"

Jin Jialin, born in Rogue Cultivators, has built a large family.

The Jin family's caravan in Western Xinjiang is only smaller than the Bai family.

According to the information provided by Jiang Ming, the Jin family seems to have been doing some transactions with outside the Western Xinjiang.

Han Muye knew that all those who wanted to ask for pills were most anxious about pill refining.

If you want to greet each other, you should wait until the Medicine Pill is refined.

The three went to the backyard of the restaurant, and Jin Jialin held two bags in both hands.

"Han Banxian, this is the elixir needed to refine the quintessential elixir. I have prepared ten copies."

"These are the agreed upon Spirit Stones."

Han Muye glanced at him: "Patriarch Jin, this Spirit Stones, give it to me when the Medicine Pill is refined."

Hearing his words, Jin Jialin looked at Han Muye and grinned, "I can't believe Han Banxian's shot?"

Han Muye nodded, took the Spirit Stones and the elixir, and walked into the quiet room.

At the door, Jin Jialin smiled as he watched the quiet room door close.

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Ming beside him.

"Jiang fellow daoist, in fact, even if this Medicine Pill can't be mastered, it's fine."

"Anyway, I still have the elixir."

He rubbed his hands together and said softly, "I'm mainly interested in the business of your firm."

"I've seen that fellow Kong daoist," Jin Jialin lowered his voice, his eyes shining brightly: "That one, is he from Zhongzhou?"

Zhongzhou.

That is the Sacred Land in the spiritual world.

It is a pity that Western Xinjiang is isolated from Zhongzhou. If you want to go to Zhongzhou, you need to divert and go around. There is not enough tyrannical strength, and it is impossible to go.

Among the powerhouses in Western Xinjiang, not many have really been to Zhongzhou.

Zhongzhou is also relatively xenophobic, and it is difficult to adapt to the practice of practitioners in Western Xinjiang.

"Jin senior is interested in Zhongzhou Shangdao of our company?" Jiang Ming's expression remained unchanged, looking at the quiet room in front of him, and said softly: "I can't control such things."

Jin Jialin laughed and turned to look at Jing Shi: "I understand, naturally Han Banxian has the final say."

"I'm just waiting here, waiting for Han Banxian to come out—"

"boom--"

A blast of thunder interrupted his words.

Then the door to the quiet room opened.

Holding a jade bottle in his hand, Han Muye strode out.

"Patriarch Jin, what are you waiting for me to do?"

Jin Jialin's eyes widened, and then his face flashed blankly: "You, Han Banxian, have you refined this pill?"