Ahead, seven or eight practitioners wearing green robes have also discovered this place.

They also restrained their auras and carefully explored here.

"I am a practitioner who comes to Qingmang Mountain to hunt. I wonder where you fellow Taoists are from?"

There was a voice coming from the other party.

"So are we."

Zhao Pu pointed at the huge monster carried by Lin Shen and spoke loudly.

Regardless of the flesh, blood, muscles, and bones of this monster beast's body, it can be used to refine weapons and obtain materials.

The body of a Hanmu Ape, once cleaned up, is worth several hundred spirit stones.

After hearing Zhao Pu's words, several people over there looked at each other, whispered a few words, and then slowly walked over.

They stood vigilantly a few feet away.

Han Muye glanced at several people.

Sure enough, he is a casual cultivator.

He has had a lot of dealings with casual cultivators recently, and he can tell who is a casual cultivator and who is a sect practitioner at a glance.

When sect practitioners look at people, they first look at their clothes and body shape.

Regardless of the position or the bearing of standing there, sect practitioners have their own rules and some cooperation.

On the other hand, no matter what they wear, how they stand, or how they look, they are alert from the bottom of their hearts.

This is the result of long-term experience.

At this moment, Zhao Pu and the other three were standing. Zhao Pu was in front, tall and leading the way.

Han Muye was in the middle, his hands lowered.

Lin Shen, who was carrying the monster beast, stood half-step beside Han Muye and protected him.

This kind of position is definitely not for casual cultivators.

Han Muye could understand it, and even the casual cultivator opposite could understand it.

"It turns out that I'm a fellow Taoist who came here to hunt. It seems that the harvest is good." The fifty-year-old man who was leading the opposite glance glanced over and saw the monster carried by Lin Shen. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said.

Neither side had any intention of talking to each other. The old man named Zhu over there briefly exchanged words with Zhao Pu about the monsters he had seen here, reminded them of the route, and then led the team to carefully cross each other.

Neither party has any intention of cooperating with the other party.

The kind of person who walks in the wild with people he doesn't know is definitely not a practitioner.

How can such a practitioner live a long life?

"Everyone, we can't carry this monster with us. I wonder if you would like to take it with us?"

After the group took a few steps, Han Muye suddenly made a sound.

After hearing his words, everyone over there turned around.

"Fellow Taoist, I wonder how this Han Mu Yuan is going to come out?"

"We are also here for hunting, and we don't have any valuables with us." The old man surnamed Zhu cupped his hands and looked at Han Muye.

"You have collected Pu Ming flowers, right? Three Pu Ming flowers."

Han Muye held out three fingers and then added: "But it needs to be more than ten years old."

The old man surnamed Zhu turned around to look, and then said with a smile: "It turns out that fellow Taoist is also a master of alchemy, and we have picked Pu Minghua."

It's just a courtesy to say "Master" or "Master", but I can tell that they have taken the elixir, so the other party must be a good alchemist.

In the world of spiritual practice, especially among casual cultivators, alchemy cultivation and weapon cultivation have a good reputation.

It is synonymous with being taken advantage of.

Not short of spiritual stones, spend generously.

Just like this transaction, three elixirs worth no more than a hundred spiritual stones were exchanged for the corpse of a Qi-condensing monster beast.

Go back and deal with it properly. The fur, flesh, muscles and bones can be exchanged for at least five hundred spirit stones.

Watching Han Muye and the others walk away, the old man surnamed Zhu smiled and waved: "Let's go back to the station to rest. This trip, I didn't expect such an unexpected surprise."

The other people all laughed, and the two of them carried the body of the monster away.

"Mr. Zhu, the direction they are going to seems to be Yingchou Cliff?" A big man holding a long bow turned his head to look and frowned: "The people who asked us yesterday are also going to Yingchou Cliff?"

His words made the old man named Zhu frown.

"Let's go, we won't go back to the station, we will leave Qingmang Mountain directly."

"Wait until all these outsiders have left before coming back."

"I always feel that they are not ordinary practitioners."

As the old man surnamed Zhu spoke, he took the lead in changing the route and quietly led everyone away.

…

Han Muye and the others didn't care what these hunting cultivators thought, and the three of them walked quickly through the dense forest.

"This Pu Minghua is an important ingredient for refining the eighth-grade Su He Dan."

"After refining Suhe Dan, it can be worth three to five thousand spirit stones."

It is not unreasonable for alchemists and weapon refiners to be generous.

If you don’t have the energy and time to sacrifice the price of elixirs, it’s better to refine the elixir and produce a high-quality elixir, and then several elixirs will come back.

"Senior Brother Han, I have heard about your alchemy methods for a long time."

Zhao Pu looked back at Han Muye and grinned: "It is said that you have also funded many true disciples of the sect?"

"When I go to Fengshou Mountain, you must lend me some good pills."

Han Muye smiled and nodded.

This is just a little effort.

When those true disciples in the sect borrowed elixirs and returned to the sect, they had to pay double the amount with merit, spiritual stones, spiritual materials and other treasures.

Han Muye made a lot of money from this business.

As for the fallen disciples among them, it can only be regarded as a loss in investment.

Doing business always involves risks.

"call--"

There was a sound coming from the dense forest ahead, and a violent aura rushed out.

Zhao Pu let out a low shout, and his body turned into green light and crashed directly into him.

"Bang——"

A gray light flashed through, and a figure several feet long was broken into several pieces.

Han Muye and Lin Shen walked over and saw tree roots as thick as a bowl's mouth scattered on the ground.

"It's a wood demon."

Zhao Pu looked around, and then said in a deep voice: "This kind of wood monster is the most difficult to deal with."

"Furthermore, this monster has a huge root system. I suspect that the mountains and forests for several miles around are the territory of this monster."

In the world of cultivation, it is not only various monsters that can cultivate into monsters, but also many plants and trees that can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and turn into monsters.

The methods of such monsters are no worse than those of monsters.

Some have special talents and are even extremely difficult to deal with.

"Looking at the golden orchid wood turning into a demon?" Han Muye squatted down, held a piece of wood and said with a smile.

"This golden orchid branch will condense into a golden orchid flower, which is hidden under the main root."

"A golden orchid is worth ten thousand spiritual stones."

Ten thousand spiritual stones.

For everyone in Jiange, it is not a big number.

But even Zhao Pu, who is from the land realm, would be tempted by these.

"Is it really worth ten thousand spirit stones?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He looked at Han Muye and rubbed his hands.

"Really, I'll just take 10,000 spirit stones." Han Muye nodded.

"Haha, okay, then I will pick this flower." Zhao Pu laughed, and the vigorous power of earth and stone suddenly appeared on his body.

He stood up and punched the rock in front of him.

"boom--"
To be continued...