Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 208 Tuobacheng is the place where a sword created a mountain (13)

Han Muye didn't expect the sect to be so dark.

It's true that there are pitfalls everywhere in life, but you don't know that the one that pits you the most is right behind you.

Fortunately, he doesn't really care about these.

He has no shortage of spirit stones, no shortage of elixir, alchemy depends on his mood.

It's a big deal to take this kind of work in the future, so be more careful.

Looking at Han Muye, the young lord of Yuntai Dao Sect cupped his hands again, and said excitedly, "Lu hasn't thanked Immortal Han for his rescue of Yuntai Mountain Ende."

Last time, among so many practitioners on Manyunchao Ridge, only Han Muye invited Master Tu Sun to rescue Yuntai Daozong.

If it wasn't for the two of them to rescue, the inheritance of Yuntai Daozong would definitely have been cut off.

For this matter, Yuntai Daozong owed Han Muye a favor.

The master of Yuntai Daozong also publicly stated that he would return favors.

But anyone who is a member of the Yuntai Taoist sect must accept this love.

Han Muye waved his hand, and just as he was about to say a few words of politeness, the young lord of the Yuntai Taoist Sect stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Han Jixian, when you rescued my Yuntai Taoist Sect, you know which clan from the Southern Wilderness finally took over? Yuntai Mountain?"

Seeing the bewildered look on Han Muye's face, the Young Sect Master lowered his voice, gritted his teeth and said, "Sect Master Li Mubai of Shangyang Demon Sect intends to negotiate peace with Nanhuang."

"He asked me for Yuntai Daozong's opinion, and asked us to make a condition."

Speaking of this, the Young Sect Master showed a look of grief and indignation on his face: "That's all, the monster clan who attacked my Yuntai Mountain scraped the ground three feet away, and searched my Yuntai Daozong completely."

"This enmity, I, Yuntai Daozong, must never forget."

"If Nanhuang doesn't hand over the demon clan who looted Yuntai Mountain, our Yuntai Taoist sect will never compromise."

Those who searched Yuntai Mountain, Yaozu.

Yes, the ones who searched Yuntai Mountain can only be the monster race.

This pot must be thrown on Yaozu's head.

Seeing the Young Sect Master of Yuntai Dao Sect looking at him fixedly, Han Muye pretended to recall, thought for a while, and then said: "The situation was really urgent at that time."

"I understand." The Young Sect Master of Yuntai Dao Sect nodded, and said with emotion: "It's really righteous for Immortal Han to risk his life to rescue him."

If it was besieged at that time, even the heavenly realm might fall.

Han Muye was not lying when he said that the situation was urgent.

"Young Sect Master, I don't have a deep impression of other things, but I remember that the ones who rushed to the front were some blue wolf tribes."

Han Muye frowned, as if he was trying to recall the dangerous scene at that time, but he still had lingering fears in his heart.

"The Blue Wolf Clan..." The Young Sect Master of Yuntai Dao Sect gritted his teeth and nodded.

Han Muye didn't speak any more.

The blue wolf clan is a vassal of the black wolf clan. This time, one of the great monsters of the heavenly realm of the black wolf clan fell, and the other left Tianxuan.

In addition, the Qingwolves themselves were seriously injured, so it is very suitable to blame them.

Judging by the young suzerain's expression, he should have made a note of it.

Han Muye breathed a sigh of relief.

I also took 20% of it myself.

Although, you have to divide it into one hundred years to get it.

Along the way, Han Muye chatted with the young lord of Yuntai Taoist sect. This young lord named Lu Daokun was flattering, and he didn't have the airs of a big lord at all.

Also, Yuntai Daozong's current dilapidated family background really made him lose his temper a lot.

Besides, Han Muye is not an ordinary person.

This person is obviously the most outstanding among the younger generation of Jiuxuan Sword Sect, and has the reputation of being a celestial being in the way of swordsmanship. The key point is that the method of refining elixir is the best in Western Xinjiang.

Lu Daokun poured soup on Han Muye while building relationships, and when Han Muye left the flying boat, he finally finalized a deal worth 20 million spirit stones.

In the next few years, Han Muye will use the Baijia firm to refine a batch of pills for Yuntai Daozong, all of which are at least top-grade pills.

Under the highest grade, Han Muye does not practice.

Originally, Lu Daokun tentatively said that as long as it is a sixth-grade pill, it doesn't matter if the quality is almost the same.

But Han Muye said "I, Han Muye, don't refine super-high-grade elixirs", and he insisted on blocking all his subsequent bargaining words.

After flying away in the flying boat for two days and nights, Han Muye and Lin Shen bid farewell and left quietly in the night.

Lu Daokun stood at the bow of the boat, watching Han Muye leave.

"Young Sect Master, the Sect Master said that as long as this one does not fall in the future, he may be another Master Tu Sun."

Beside Lu Daokun, an old man stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Young Sect Master, what do you think of this person?"

Master Tu Sun has crushed Western Xinjiang for thousands of years with one sword.

Even Daoist Wanhua of the Lingdao Sect admitted that Master Tu Sun was extremely powerful in swordsmanship and number one in Western Xinjiang.

After a moment of silence, Lu Daokun chuckled lightly and said, "Do you still need to ask?"

"Han Yuxian is unparalleled in swordsmanship and unparalleled in alchemy. The whole western border is waiting for him to grow up?"

On Yunchao Ridge, Han Muye returned to his sect with one style and ten thousand swords, and millions of people witnessed his talent in the way of swordsmanship.

Not much is known about his alchemy level, but in a small area, everyone knows the method of refining immortal pills.

Just as Lu Daokun said, Xijiang Sword Cultivators are waiting for Han Muye to become the next Master Tu Sun.

Even in the past thousand years, the person most likely to surpass Master Tu Sun.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Lu Daokun whispered: "Let's go, hide your whereabouts."

"Whether it's me or Immortal Han, Xijiang wishes that there are many people who will fall from us immediately."

His words made the old man behind him nod and waved his hand, causing the aura of the three flying boats to converge and fly away quietly.

Xijiang is not monolithic, and the nine factions are all intrigues, divisions and alliances.

There are also those forces placed by Nanhuang mixing in it.

I don't know how many people wished for the fall of Yuntai Dao Sect and Han Muye of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

At least Fengling Jianzong has such thoughts, and there are also many people who want to throw the blame on Fengling Jianzong after doing it.

Give Han Muye a hundred years to grow up, and after a hundred years, the Fengling Sword Sect and other sects may not have a good life.

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The old land of Fierce Demon Valley.

From the beginning of Tuobacheng to Destroy the Fierce Demon Valley, there are scattered monster clans and monsters for thousands of miles.

It is too far away from Jiuxuan Mountain, and the army's conquest is not worth the loss.

The practice of Nine Profound Sword Gate is to release the task of exterminating demons.

This area is thousands of miles away, and it has always been an active place for a large number of practitioners who receive quests.

Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe and carrying a sword box on his back, and Lin Shen, who was wearing a gray military uniform and carrying a big sword, were in the old place of the Demon Valley.

Ahead, two collapsed mountains, with sword marks spanning tens of miles, split what was originally a mountain.

This is where Tuoba Cheng and Hu Taisheng fought.

It is also the place where elder brother Lin Shen and Lin Chongxiao fell.

Standing on the bluestone, Lin Shen looked solemn.

Even after more than ten years, there are still traces of sword energy emanating from here.

It can be seen that the battle was magnificent at the beginning.

"See, these two mountains are the powerful Nine Profound Sword Sect realm, and Tuoba grew up to split them with his sword."

There was a voice not far away.

Han Muye turned his head and saw an old man with gray hair, leading seven or eight young disciples, explaining somewhere.

Those seventeen or eighteen-year-old youths were shocked when they looked at the mountains in front of them.

For these low-level practitioners who only have the second and third levels of Peiyuan, it is really hard to imagine what kind of power can cut through this mountain range with a single sword.

"The two fellow daoists are also here to observe the relics of swordsmanship here?" The old man turned his head to look at Han Muye and Lin Shen, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile.

Han Muye nodded, and Lin Shen said loudly, "My son came here from a long distance, just to see the sword marks here."

Before going down the mountain, Han Muye and Lin Shen had already discussed to hide their identities.

There are too many people who want Han Mu's wild life now.

"Hehe, if you want to see the sword marks, you have to go ten miles ahead, on the stone platform over there, to feel more detailed."

The old man smiled and pointed forward.

Then he looked at the young people behind him and said, "You guys are not cultivated enough. If you go there, you might be hurt by the sword energy."

Han Muye and Lin Shen thanked each other, stepped lightly, and flew forward.

Seeing that the two of them didn't show any advanced body skills, a young man behind the old man whispered: "Third Grandfather, can these two people resist the sword energy?"

These two people have no self-cultivation, and their body skills are average.

That young master, who was not much older than them, was carrying a sword box and had no sword energy on his body, so he must be just a dude.

"You don't understand." The old man shook his head, watching Han Muye and Lin Shen leave with a serious expression on his face.

"When those two were at this time just now, the sword energy in my body was suppressed."

Breathing a sigh of relief, the old man lowered his voice: "Among the two, at least one of them is from the realm."

Situation!

Those seven or eight youths all stared wide-eyed.

These two people seem to be in their twenties and thirties, is it the state?

"Hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the world of practice, that Jiuxuan Han Banished Immortal, isn't he much older than you?" The old man shook his head, looked around, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the thousands of people who lived in the Fierce Demon Valley back then." Bone pit."

"If it wasn't for creating too many killings, the Nine Profound Sword Sect wouldn't have wanted to destroy the Fierce Demon Valley."

"Yaozu, that's a cannibal."

The old man whispered as he walked.

"Third Grandpa, I heard that Xijiang is going to negotiate peace with Nanhuang. From now on, the Nanhuang monsters will live with my Xijiang practitioners."

"Then will they eat us?"

A girl with double braids asked quietly.

The old man shook his head.

He doesn't know either.

He is just a member of a small family who has just established a foundation. How can he know the general trend of the western border and the southern wilderness?

"I don't know what that senior Li Mubai thinks, why did he negotiate peace with Nanhuang, didn't he defend the battle at Yunchao Ridge in the western border?"

"That's right, if this is the way to negotiate peace, wouldn't it be true that so many people in Yunchao Ridge died in vain last time?"

"The battle at Yunchao Ridge, I most want to see the demeanor of Sixth Brother Huang."

"I think Han Banxian is better."

"You said, if you want to be a teacher, should you go to Jiuxuan Jianmen or Shangyang Demon Sect?"

...

Young people, of course, have many fantasies.

The old man did not speak, and led the children of the family behind him around several hills.

In front of him was a tunnel full of dead bones.

The bones are everywhere, with a radius of thousands of feet, layer upon layer, scattered and chaotic.

It seems that thousands of them are all human bones.

Standing outside the tunnel is creepy.

At this time, there were still a few people standing in front of the huge pit.

When those people saw the old man and the others, they turned and left without saying a word.

Watching these people leave, the old man frowned.

"The falling flower mark, I seem to have seen it somewhere..." He thought about it, but couldn't remember it.

The children of the family behind him looked at the white bones in front of them and gritted their teeth.

Seeing such a scene, as long as it is a human race, it will be angry.

"No wonder Senior Tuobacheng wanted to destroy the Fierce Demon Valley. These monster races are really hateful!"

"Yes, these monster races—"

"Let's go!" Just when these young people were having trouble calming down, the old man in front of him changed his expression and said in a low voice, "I remember the falling flower mark."

"This is a sign of power for a company that specializes in dirty work."

"These people are here to kill."