Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Arrow.

The three hundred iron cavalry collapsed directly.

The long arrow penetrated thousands of feet, shot through the bodies of thirty-one wasteland thieves, and then plunged into the sand, soaked with blood.

The leader attacked, and the big man with the black bear phantom was shot through his chest by an arrow, and his entire body exploded, leaving only the big sword flying and falling to the ground.

The bandit cavalry completely collapsed two hundred meters away from the caravan, and fled in all directions.

Without the leader of the bandit leader, let alone collide with the caravan, they can't even protect themselves.

Most of the bandits are like this. If there are too many people, they will be powerful. If they really lose the leader, they have no bloody will to fight and can only flee.

Lonely bandits, waiting for their fate in the wasteland, will not be much better than dying in battle today.

With one arrow, three hundred wasteland thieves were destroyed.

The strength of a large business firm that can span thousands of miles is really impressive.

Seeing the bandits fleeing in chaos, the immortal cultivators at the rear of the cart showed smiles on their faces, and breathed a sigh of relief.

As for Du Sanzhen and the others, they were equally happy.

Walking in the wasteland, it is of course a good thing to have strong companions.

Zhao Chen didn't care about other people's eyes, just quietly looked at Han Muye's expression.

Unfortunately, Han Muye's face was indifferent, and he couldn't see any mood at all.

This made Zhao Chen slightly regretful.

Also, how could such a scene be taken seriously by Han Muye, who was robbed by thunder and strutting around?

The caravan escorts went to collect the armor and weapons of the beheaded bandits, and the belongings of the Lu brothers were also brought to the front.

The big sword of the bandit leader was also brought along.

Zhao Chen glanced over and said with a chuckle: "Everyone who sees it has a share. Brother Han, you choose the same."

The most valuable of these weapons and treasures are the two and a half magic weapons of the Lu family brothers, and the other is the big sword of the bandit leader.

Han Muye was not polite, raised his hand and held the big sword in his hand.

The big sword is heavy, and its grade is at the top-grade spiritual weapon level.

"I'm Jian Xiu, and I'm somewhat interested in this sword." Han Muye said lightly, the immortal energy and sword intent in the palm of his hand moved lightly, directly pouring into the body of the sword.

A picture appeared in his mind.

A sword in the hands of a bandit leader running rampant in the wasteland, the hidden memory in it is really interesting.

Many other aspects of the immortal world that Han Muye had not known before slowly unfolded.

As he rode his horse forward, he remained silent, only carefully digesting the various messages that were hidden in the dark side of the Immortal Realm.

"Brother Zhao, what kind of place is Bitter Immortal Territory?" Turning his head, Han Muye suddenly said.

Bitter Immortal Domain?

Zhao Chen was slightly taken aback.

"Big Brother Han wants to know about the Bitter Immortal Territory?" Shaking his head, Zhao Chen said, "In that place, it is difficult for us human race cultivators to live."

"The Bitter Immortal Territory is dominated by big demons, and only those half-demon practitioners from Tianyaomen can set foot there."

Compared with the wasteland where humans and monsters live together, the Bitter Immortal Territory is truly a forbidden place for humans.

Among the thirty-six states of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm, the states occupied by the two great monsters were called the Bitter Immortal Realm.

Interestingly, although the Bitter Immortal Territory is a forbidden area for the human race, many people go to the Bitter Immortal Territory.

Some were sold to the Bitter Immortal Territory, where they became slaves to the demon clan, smelted alchemy, and mined mines.

These people will not be free all their lives, but they can still survive.

Some are poaching and stealing mine teams organized by various sects, looting and robbing resources in the Bitter Immortal Territory.

There are major sects behind these people, in order to snatch resources and block the demon clan, if they are caught, of course they will lose their lives.

However, if you can come back alive, you will not only experience one game, but also accumulate a lot of resources, and it will not be difficult to get ahead in the future.

As for the third type, it was what Han Muye saw from the long sword.

Many loose immortal cultivators formed alliances, turned into bandits, and wandered in the Bitter Immortal Domain and various wastelands.

These people have no foundation and no support, and they will never see the light in their entire lives.

The only thing there is, is at ease.

Live at ease, die at ease.

"Many cultivators who smuggled from the lower realm have been sent to the Bitter Immortal Territory to mine." Zhao Chen whispered: "There are not a hundred people who can come back alive from the Bitter Immortal Territory."

The name of the forbidden place is no joke.

Han Muye nodded and said, "Have you heard of Storm Pirates?"

Zhao Chen's expression froze, and he said solemnly: "The three thieves of the Bitter Immortal Realm, Thunder, Zidian, Gale, Thunderbolt, Zidian Speed, Gale."

"Although the Storm Pirates don't have the tyranny of Thunder and Zidian, they are so many people that every business is afraid."

Zhao Chen frowned and looked at Han Muye: "Big Brother Han, are you saying that this black cavalry bandit is a blaster?"

"The Storm Pirates are in the Bitter Immortal Territory, hundreds of millions of miles away from the Fuliao Wasteland, so wouldn't they come here?"

Han Muye shook his head and did not speak.

The Brigade of the Storm Pirates is naturally not here, but some of the bandits in this team are really Storm Pirates.

At least the big guy in the lead was born in the storm thief.

Hurricane Pirates encountered big monsters in the Bitter Immortal Territory, and split into dozens of teams, some of which left the Bitter Immortal Territory and came under the rule of the Xuanling Sword Sect.

This matter has not yet spread, but it will not be hidden for too long.

The Xuanling Sword Sect will probably also have a headache when the Blast Robber is under his control.

Although Han Muye didn't speak, Zhao Chen's expression darkened.

There are secret techniques in the world. Han Muye got the big man's saber and was able to detect some secrets. It wasn't difficult.

Since Han Muye brought this up, there must be a reason.

Sure enough, the caravan moved forward, and in the evening of the second day, it encountered a hill.

On the hills, there are corpses everywhere.

"It's a caravan that was killed, and there are at least three hundred people."

The guard who stepped forward to investigate reported the report with a solemn expression.

There are only a hundred people in their team. Although there are strong people, they don't know how they compare to the caravan that was intercepted.

It is impossible for a caravan of 300 people to be without a strong person.

Zhao Chen's eyes fell in front of him, and he pondered slightly.

At this time, they were only more than fifty thousand miles away from Qingyun Town.

It doesn't take long for Yu Jian to go back.

Even going to Scattered Fire City is not too far away, it doesn't take a day for the real Yujian to fly away.

"Brother Han, why don't you first-"

Looking back at Han Muye, Zhao Chen stopped.

Because Han Muye had already slowly rode his horse and walked forward.

"My hometown has the rule of being buried in the ground. It's a human race after all. It's not good to see them exposed to the wilderness."

Han Muye's voice came.

The kindness of women?

uncertain.

Zhao Chen looked back at the guard Chu Lao, and Chu Lao shook his head.

Can't see through.

Ordinarily, a powerful sword cultivator should not have such a compassionate mind.

Sword Cultivator should be the most determined, the most adept at killing immortal cultivators, and the most hard-hearted.

Du Sanzhen and the others had already rushed over, followed Han Muye to gather up the corpses, then dug a large pit for burial, and built up a mound.

Han Muye also set up a formation on it to drive away wild beasts.

Turning around, he took a sword and chopped a piece of bluestone three feet tall, and then pressed it on top of the tomb.

"When Dao and Zuo meet, they are all people in the world who run for their lives."

Han Muye sighed softly, raised his hand and the sword light shone, and a line of large characters fell on the bluestone tablet.

Running man.

Who is not?

There is a heart-shattering sword intent on the big characters.

The caravan guards who saw this word, and the immortal cultivators all had serious expressions on their faces.

Just looking at these words like this, it seems to affect the mind, and it seems that it can make people see the sword light in the sky.

"Good word." Chu Lao, who followed behind Zhao Chen, said two words.

This was the first time he had directly commented on Han Muye in such a long time.

Zhao Chen nodded.

This word is Han Muye's display of his own strength.

He was telling himself that he could move forward with his own sword.

Jian Xiu, that's it!

Going forward, the caravan is a lot more careful.

The guards of the pathfinder in front were added to the two teams, and they did not stop.

But for three days in a row, no one stood in the way.

Not even monsters.

"Either we are being stared at, or," Zhao Chen showed a trace of fear in his eyes, and lowered his voice: "It's really a gust of wind."

Storm Pirates.

Jujin Trading Company has not yet had the courage to face the storm thieves.

The atmosphere grew tense.

Many hired immortal cultivators have retreated.

If they gave up the convoy, gave up the mission, and fled with all their strength, their speed would not be slow.

Fortunately, everything is business as usual.

Zhao Chen breathed a sigh of relief until he saw the big city that stretched for dozens of miles in the wasteland in front of him.

Not only him, everyone else relaxed slightly.

This way, it's really depressing.

Han Muye turned his head and looked into the distance.

He was also curious as to why the other party didn't do it.

Combined with the memory in the great sword, plus the subsequent induction, there should be a lot of wind thieves in this wasteland, and there are strong ones among them.

It's just that these storm thieves didn't do anything to the caravan, but they didn't expect it.

Perhaps the caravan was not their goal?

Scattered Fire City is still the old look that Zhao Chen and the others are familiar with.

The avenues paved with blue-red bricks and stones stretched out of the city.

Even the earth and rocks on the ground looked bluish-red.

It seems that this is the characteristic of Scattered Fire City.

When I got to the door, I saw carts carrying all kinds of spirit stone mines.

"Hey, Jujin Trading Company, what good things did you bring this time?" At the gate of the city, there were already immortal cultivators with account books in their hands.

These people watched early on, and if a caravan came, they would go straight forward.

"Wujin Mine, the quality is good, I have accepted it, a cart of 2.3 million immortal spirit stones." A middle-aged man with a straight stomach lifted the corner of the cart and his eyes lit up.

"Old Zhu, you are under the price, don't look at who is here, this is Zhao Shaodong." A thin old man who came from behind saw Zhao Chen, his face was slightly stunned, and he said with a light smile.

Zhao Chen's name, these business people know.

Zhao Chen did not sell the Wujin Mine on the cart at the gate of the city, but sent it to the melting furnace in the city that cooperated with the Jujin Trading Company.

Twenty cars, half of which were sold directly, each car was 2.8 million immortal spirit stones, and the rest was entrusted to be smelted into black gold mines.

After these ores are smelted, they can be sold in other places, or sold after making magic weapons, and the value can be doubled.

All in all, this time Jujin Trading Company was able to earn at least 30 million immortal spirit stones just from this black gold mine.

Among them, the remuneration paid to those guards and cultivators does not exceed one million.

This is still counting the wear and tear along the way, and the rewards of several strong people account for the majority.

These immortal cultivators are not at a loss. They are just worried on the road, but they have not fought a battle. Instead, they are divided into pieces, plus thousands of immortal stone rewards.

The hired motorcade and the immortal cultivators disbanded, leaving only the guards, while Han Muye, Du Sanzhen and the others searched for the inn to stay.

Originally, Zhao Chen invited him to the business office, but Han Muye said he wanted to stroll around the city.

Anyway, his carload of ore has also been handed over for smelting, and he won't be able to leave for a while.

Scattered Fire City is really a city suitable for refining masters to reside in, where several earth fire veins converge.

It is a pity that these ground fires are not of high quality and are a bit tyrannical. They can only be used to smelt ores, and it is not suitable for fine refining.

"Big Brother Han, there is a caravan in the city that came from the wasteland. It is said that they brought a lot of treasures." Zhao Chen's eyes were bright when he found Han Muye.

"Three days later, they will sell treasures in the central square."

The Fuliao wasteland is 80 million miles in diameter. Zhao Chen is considered to be very knowledgeable, but he rarely leaves the wasteland.

A caravan brings treasures from outside the wasteland, and these treasures can make a lot of money as long as they change hands.

Caravans outside the wasteland?

Han Muye's eyes flashed.

Seeing his expression, Zhao Chen had already guessed a few points, and lowered his voice: "Big Brother Han thinks that they may be disguised as Storm Pirates?"

I don't know if it's fake or not.

But at this time, the storm thief just happened to appear nearby. If it is said that there is no connection, I am afraid that no one will believe it.

If it's really the Hurricane Thief pretending to be a caravan and bringing treasures, do they really want to trade, or do they have other plans?

"Although Scattered Fire City is not small, it is nothing in the eyes of Hurricane Pirates, right?"

"There are no real treasures in the city. The famous Storm Pirates will pay attention to the small scattered fire city?"

Zhao Chen frowned and whispered softly.

"In this way, after seeing their treasures, if there are any worth taking, I will buy them directly, and then we will leave from the teleportation array." After pondering slightly, Zhao Chen spoke again.

"Those smelted ores are put here first."

It has to be said that as a businessman, Zhao Chen's prudence and sensitivity are extremely rare.

If those smelted ores are not taken away, all the profits from this trip will be lost, and most of them will be lost.

But Zhao Chen could say so decisively that he left first and gave up those wealth directly.

But in Han Muye's view, Zhao Chen is still a step behind.

If you are yourself, there are two ways to go now.

The first one is simple, leave as quickly as possible.

The second is to gather the forces in the city and respond immediately.

It's a pity that Zhao Chen's insight and judgment are not comparable to those who have dealt with aisle disputes in this way.

"Brother Zhao, you can send someone to see if the teleportation formation in the city can still be used." Han Muye's words made Zhao Chen's expression change.

"Also, let's take a look at the situation of the caravans that have entered the city recently."

Transmission array.

Caravans that have recently entered the city.

Zhao Chen got up and left.

After half a day, Zhao Chen came back, followed by Elder Chu and two guards in black robes.

Zhao Chen's expression was extremely ugly.

"Brother Han, the teleportation array had an accident half a month ago, and it is being repaired. It will take at least ten days to repair it."

really.

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged.

The teleportation array is not destroyed, and any calculations are meaningless.

"So, the people who have recently entered the city, except for the small caravan nearby, are people who have never met before?"

Han Muye spoke lightly.

Zhao Chen nodded.