"Senior brother, aren't you interested in Yuntian Medicine Valley?"

In the flying boat, Mu Wan looked at Han Muye and whispered: "Otherwise, why would you leave if you knew so many people were interested in Yuntian Medicine Valley?"

After leaving Medicine Valley, Han Muye simply enjoyed sightseeing all the way.

Mu Wan didn't believe that her senior brother was really so idle.

"Yuntian Medicine Valley is the Holy Land of Alchemy in the Immortal Source World, and also the Holy Land of Alchemy in this world."

On the flying boat, Han Muye looked at Mu Wan who was sitting cross-legged in front of him and smiled: "Of course I'm interested."

If you are interested, then you still want to leave?

Mu Wan stared at Han Muye with big eyes.

"But Yuntian Medicine Valley is too loose, and too many people have their own little plans."

"This medicine valley is meaningless even if you hold it in your hands."

Han Muye's eyes were filled with depth as he looked into the void in the distance: "I'm just waiting for them to make a scene."

"For the most determined alchemy cultivators who remain, I will give them opportunities they never imagined."

Unexpected opportunity.

Are there enough ancient divine medicine gardens that are hidden in the ancient cloud galaxy and other voids and contain unimaginable elixirs?

From several explorations, Han Muye has learned the locations of hundreds of ancient divine medicine gardens.

Are the ancient divine court’s collections of alchemy classics and various alchemy inheritances sufficient?

Several Shenting treasure houses were opened, and with the help of searching the memories of divine generals and sword treasures, Han Muye had already located the location where the ancient Shenting library hall fell and collapsed.

The opening of this great hall that gathers together almost all the cultivation traditions of the ancient times must contain many alchemy inheritances.

Just taking out a little bit can make the alchemist go crazy at this time.

Are these considered opportunities?

Only those who practice alchemy with a firm mind are qualified to obtain it.

Mu Wan nodded, her eyes looking like many little stars.

Unimaginable opportunities.

My senior brother has so many good things in his hands that he can't even count them.

In the void, spiritual light flashed, and there seemed to be another chaotic fight.

Mu Wan couldn't remember how many times she had encountered him along the way.

Today's Shangtian Realm is indeed a mess.

From the Heaven Realm to the Void, there is competition among various sects everywhere.

"Canglang——"

The sound of the long sword being unsheathed was heard, and it was obviously Zhao Yu and the others who took action.

Having figured out Han Muye's temper, he must take care of things like this, so he might as well take action directly.

According to Han Muye, isn't it our duty as a sword cultivator to punish the strong and support the weak when encountering injustice?

Sword cultivators should take care of other people's affairs.

Han Muye had told him several times that Zhao Yu and the others, as disciples of the Shangtian Sanjian Pavilion, could not stand their arrogance.

If you encounter a chaotic fight later, just draw your sword and settle the issue between the two parties.

As for whether the two parties will fight again after they leave, then ignore their affairs and just keep out of sight.

"when--"

The sound of swords clashing came from the void.

Then several more spiritual lights rose.

The sword of the sword pavilion disciple failed to calm down the fighting ahead, but instead caused a counterattack.

Zhao Yu snorted coldly, moved his figure, and flew forward.

The other disciples looked at each other and flew away, leaving only two Jiange disciples in green robes to stay and protect Feizhou.

"The sword pavilion is doing its job, and those who are idle should retreat."

The sound of Zhao Yu's violent shouting was heard, and the aura and sword light in the void ahead stopped.

The two Jiange disciples standing in front of the flying boat had smiles on their faces.

This is the power of Jiange.

It was accumulated over the past three days and countless years.

He was killed with the sword in his hand.

"Zhong Hai Yuhao, carefully protect the flying boat——"

At this moment, a shout suddenly came from the front, followed by the resounding sound of swords and a shining spiritual light.

The expressions of the two sword pavilion disciples changed drastically. As soon as they drew their swords in their hands, they saw the spiritual light turning into chains, sealing them within a radius of ten feet.

The light array isolates them.

Someone wants to take action against Han Muye in the flying boat!

This is an interception against Han Muye!

The two sword pavilion disciples looked at each other in horror. The three sword pavilions appeared behind them. The swords in their hands were slashed out with all their strength, but they could only cause the light array to vibrate slightly.

can not go out!

It’s over!

Fear and despair flashed in their eyes.

If Han Muye is intercepted and killed here, Jiange's face will be completely lost!

This is the time of dispute in the Heaven Realm. For Jiange, face is strength.

Once the tyrannical image is broken, it will attract countless hungry wolves to bite.

Yuntian Medicine Valley is a lesson learned from the past!

"boom--"

A sword struck the light formation, and the disciple of Jiange holding a long sword gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Zhong Hai, with our means, it will take at least a quarter of an hour to break through this formation."

"How about I blow up the sword pavilion?" There was absolute determination on his face.

Hearing what he said, the disciple of Jiange named Zhong Hai shook his head: "Junior brother Yu Hao, there is no need to be like this. The other party is just pestering us to show that they do not dare to confront me in Jiange."

"Besides, Han Mu's combat power is far superior to ours. Even if we get out of trouble, it won't be of much help to him."

Taking a breath, he stared at the light array in front of him: "If he can't even withstand this battle, he is not qualified to have so much wealth, let alone be valued so much."

…

At this time, on the flying boat, Han Muye and Mu Wan were already standing side by side in front of the deck.

In front of the flying boat, more than a dozen practitioners wearing black robes slowly gathered.

The aura on their bodies was reduced, and their faces were indifferent and solemn.

It's just that his magnanimity is obviously not something that ordinary young practitioners can possess.

"Han Muye?"

The leading Taoist with gray hair and a colorful jade belt tied around his waist looked at Han Muye and spoke calmly.

Han Muye's eyes fell on these people and he chuckled: "Want a spiritual stone or a treasure?"

His words made everyone slightly stunned.

So refreshing?

Before the leading Taoist could answer, Han Muye had already shaken his head: "I really can't understand why you are willing to offend Jiange just for the sake of some spiritual stones and treasures. Don't you take Jiange seriously?"

Hearing his words, the leading Taoist laughed and pointed at Han Muye: "I knew you were going to use Jiange to make tiger skin."

"But my Guangyuan Sword Sect doesn't accept this trick."

"We rebellious sword cultivators will not obey his sword pavilion's orders."

The smile on his face faded, and the Taoist stared at Han Muye coldly: "Besides, you are not a disciple of Jiange. Jiange will not go to war for you, an outsider, at this time."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After his words fell, there was a faint aura and sword light gathering on the practitioners behind him.

In the distance, the roaring and cracking sounds were louder, and it was obvious that the battle with Zhao Yu and the others was extremely fierce.

This voice made everyone here frown.

"Guangyuan Sword Sect?" Han Muye had a playful smile on his face.

"You, an outsider, don't know that I, the Guangyuan Sword Sect, are normal," a Taoist priest carrying a long sword floated on his body and stared at Han Muye: "I'm afraid you only see the sword pavilion in your eyes."

He raised his hand and activated the long sword behind him. The sword light condensed into a line and struck head-on towards the flying boat and Han Muye on the flying boat.

In this sword, the sword intention is revealed.

But not much.

A practitioner who is only at the third level of the Golden elixir.

Han Muye shook his head, and the smile on his face faded.
To be continued...