Tuoba Cheng has been in seclusion since the last battle at Jiuxuan Mountain.

Externally, the injury was reported to be serious.

Han Muye felt that the old fox was not necessarily healing his wounds, but that he might have some agenda.

Following that disciple, Han Muye went straight to Sanshizhai.

Sanshizhai was quite deserted because Zhao Pu and others came down the mountain.

Walking to the second floor of the wooden building, Tuoba Cheng was sitting upright, holding an ink pen and drawing a picture of a white tiger.

It's just that this white tiger scroll is different from the previous one. A few feet away, Han Muye actually felt that there was blood filling the air.

This time, Tuoba Cheng was really pouring his energy and blood into the scroll.

"Boy Han, come and see how my picture looks like."

When Han Muye arrived, Tuoba Cheng didn't even look up and spoke in a deep voice.

Han Muye took a few steps forward and felt a dignified and awe-inspiring air coming from him.

"Uncle Tuoba, have you broken through to the pill formation stage?"

Tuoba Cheng's cultivation talent was extraordinary, and his sword technique condensed into the White Tiger Sword Power, and he used his sword power to compete with the Half-Step Heaven Realm.

Now that his spiritual energy cultivation has reached the level of pill formation, his combat power has improved again.

"Haha, I can't hide it from you kid."

Tuoba Cheng straightened up, his face was rosy, his eyes were shining, and he didn't look injured at all.

Sure enough, this guy was just trying to break through in seclusion, and he wasn't seriously injured.

"Uncle Master's breakthrough is very gratifying." Han Muye cupped his hands and said with a smile, "It's just that Senior Brother Zhao Pu and the others don't know about this happy news yet. Uncle Master should send someone to spread the news."

Zhao Pu and the others had always thought that their master had a knot in his heart, his cultivation was stagnant, and his injuries were serious and difficult to heal.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that Tuoba Cheng was in retreat to make a breakthrough.

Han Muye felt that the disciples of Sanshizhai were really pitiful. Master Tuoba Cheng was a guy who treated his disciples like monkeys.

"No."

Tuoba Cheng waved his hand, put down the ink pen, and then looked at his white tiger scroll and said: "Let them practice and practice."

"My disciple Tuoba Cheng must have the ability to fight against the great demon."

Han Muye was too lazy to answer these words.

Tuoba Cheng raised his head, looked at Han Muye, looked up and down, and said, "Have you achieved a breakthrough in the body refining technique?"

Han Muye nodded, and the shadow of a wild cow appeared behind him.

"Tracing back to our ancestors?" Tuoba Cheng showed a trace of surprise on his face, nodded and said, "You are also a brave boy."

Tracing one's origins back to one's ancestors is said to be simple, the power of refining one's bloodline.

However, because there are too few ancient bloodlines to learn from, it is easy to make mistakes if you slowly explore.

In Tuoba Cheng's opinion, Han Muye was taking a gamble by daring to practice the Mang Niu Jin.

"Who do you think is more suitable for Sanshizhai to be handed over to?"

Turning his head, Tuoba Cheng suddenly spoke up.

Who should I give Sanshizhai to?

Han Muye was stunned.

Tuoba Cheng's body's Qi and blood were solidified before he could break through to the pill formation. He has a long lifespan. Why did he suddenly say this?

Seeing Han Muye looking at him, Tuoba Cheng waved his hand and said: "The sect leader has another task for me, I want to put down Sanshizhai temporarily."

"Would you, my boy, be willing to take over Sanshi Zhai?"

Pick up Sanshizhai?

The gates of the earthly elders on Jiuxuan Mountain are not empty.

If there is a courtyard, there is a corresponding industry.

Sanshizhai is the top one in the earth and stone lineage, with many industries.

Ling mine, Ling field, and shops in the market.

Relying on these, Sanshizhai can make hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones every year.

Not everyone has spiritual stones flowing like water like Han Muye.

With an annual income of hundreds of thousands, Sanshizhai has become a wealthy family in Jiuxuan Mountain.

What's more, there are many masters under the Sanshizhai sect.

Although Zhao Pu is the only one in the realm, there are a bunch of others who are building foundations and condensing Qi.

Earth veins, body training, resistance to beatings, and obedience.

Thinking of so many benefits, Han Muye really wanted to hold Sanshizhai in his hands.

But thinking about it, he still shook his head.

"Uncle, if you really have anything else to do, please give Sanshizhai to Senior Brother Zhao Pu."

"If you need my help, I won't back down."

You are already in charge of Jiange, how can you have the energy to intervene in Sanshizhai?

What's more, Zhao Pu has long been determined to be the number one person in Sanshizhai, and he can't take his position.

"Haha, I thought you would let Lin Shen take over." Tuoba Cheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Since you recommended Zhao Pu, let's wait until he returns to the mountain."

"I think things over at Shen Yuan Valley will be over soon."

Han Muye knew that Tuoba Cheng's seclusion was not true. Doesn't this mean he knew everything about the outside world?

I guess the suggestion just now that I was allowed to take charge of Sanshizhai was just a test.

Do you think you are rare?

"Your body refining skills are still low."

Tuoba Cheng looked at Han Muye and said, "Go to the Zongmen Treasure Hall and look for two sets of tiger bones."

"I'll teach you the White Tiger Exercise to help you quickly exercise your body."

"The body training before foundation building can be accomplished very quickly as long as you practice hard."

As he spoke, Tuoba Cheng handed a scroll to Han Muye.

This is Sanshizhai’s inherited body refining technique, White Tiger Walk.

It is said that the White Tiger Walk is an extremely powerful technique that can cultivate the bloodline of ancient divine beasts.

Until he walked out of Sanshizhai, Han Muye was still a little confused.

Why did Tuoba Cheng entrust the inherited skills to himself?

Walking on the mountain road and thinking about it slowly, Han Muye was shocked all over.

The sect master gave Tuoba Cheng a task?

What tasks require putting down Sanshizhai?

Sect leader Kanazawa looks like he has exhausted his lifespan. What mission does he have now?

Could it be that, as he thought, Jinze intended for Tuoba Cheng to take over as the sect leader?

It's best not to speculate too much until there are no signs of this happening.

But since he took the White Tiger from Sanshizhai, Han Muye turned to the Zhenbao Hall.

The Treasure Hall is where Jianmen collects various treasures.

As long as it's not a sword, it will be sent here.

Spiritual medicines, elixirs, and various magical instruments are all stored in the Treasure Hall.

If you want to get treasures from Treasure Hall, you need to exchange them for merit.

Not everyone can be replaced, at least only the true disciples of each lineage are qualified to enter the Treasure Hall.

The treasure hall has three floors in total, the first floor is true, the second floor is elders and direct descendants, and the third floor, only the supreme elders and sect masters, or a few elders of the seventh or eighth level of the golden elixir with profound cultivation can go there.

When Han Muye arrived at Zhenbao Hall, there were not many people at the door.

Now that the sect's true successor is the direct descendant, many elders have gone down the mountain, so the place is naturally deserted.

"Senior Brother Han from Jiange?"

Han Muye walked into the Treasure Hall, and the old man sitting at the door stood up with a trace of surprise on his face.

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Han Muye raised his head and looked at him. He had met this person a few days ago when they were discussing matters in the main hall.
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