Huang Laoliu carefully took out a small jade bottle from his pocket and handed it to Han Muye.
"This elixir is a great tonic, you should try it first."
…
Han Muye didn't take Huang Laoliu's three powerful pills for one spirit stone.
He just let Huang Laoliu support him, moved a big chair, and sat in front of the Jiange Gate to bask in the sun.
The sun was already shining brightly, but Han Muye, who had been lying down for more than a month, felt very comfortable.
"Brother, don't worry. Now that you've woken up, you'll be full of wine and meat. It won't take long for you to be full of energy." Huang Laoliu, who was squatting in front of the big chair on the stone steps, looked really good.
"From now on, when you are on Jiuxuan Mountain, if anything happens, please report the name of the Sword Watcher."
"Guaranteed to work."
Huang Laoliu turned to look at Gao Xiaoxuan, who was huddled on the edge of the threshold holding the little white fox: "Xiao Xuanzi, do you think so?"
Gao Xiaoxuan nodded and whispered: "Everyone in the canteen knows that Sixth Brother eats meat that is so rotten. Every time I go to beg for food, they always pick the worst meat for me."
"They said it was you and Sixth Brother who saved the Jiuxuan Sword Sect."
"You are great heroes."
Gao Xiaoxuan's eyes were filled with little stars, and he looked at Han Muye: "Brother Han, do you know what a great hero is?"
Hearing his question, Han Muye turned to look at Huang Laoliu, and then at Lu Gao, who was sitting outside the door of the sword pavilion, and whispered: "A great hero is like Sixth Brother. When the sect is in trouble, he has practiced for several years."
Cultivation can be given up without hesitation."
"A great hero is like Brother Lu. When he was guarding the sword pavilion, he lost his eyesight and never took a step back."
Lu Gao's face at the threshold twitched slightly and he clenched the wooden stick in his hand.
A trace of blush appeared on Huang Laoliu's face, and he grinned a few times.
Gao Xiaoxuan turned to look at the two of them, nodded in understanding and said, "I understand. From now on, I will help Brother Lu lead the way and help Sixth Brother with food."
Lu Gao, who was covered in black gauze, turned his head and grinned.
"What kind of hero is not a hero? Isn't that just a matter of having a hot head?" Huang Laoliu looked at Han Muye and said softly: "You guys have also exhausted the condensed sword energy."
Han Muye smiled and said nothing.
He doesn't want to be a hero.
He just wants to be a sword watcher who can bask in the sun in this sword pavilion.
At the entrance of the sword pavilion, Han Muye was leaning on a big chair, and Huang Laoliu was squatting next to him. Behind him, Lu Gao, Lin Shen, who was carrying a big sword, and Gao Xiaoxuan, who was holding a little white fox, were basking in the sun and chatting.
During these days when Han Muye was sleeping, the disciples of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect were not idle.
Strong men from all branches led their disciples, some of whom went to grab resources from various places under the Fengling Sword Sect's rule, and some took advantage of the Tailing Sword Sect's original territory to be empty and directly moved in.
But after all, the Fengling Sword Sect and the Tailing Sword Sect are both powerful forces. Although they are suppressed by the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, they are not completely defeated.
Moreover, the Jiuxuan Sword Sect is not very peaceful under its own rule.
Previously, the disciples of Sanshizhai led various sects to exterminate monsters, but this time the battle outside Jiuxuan Mountain was delayed, and many monsters took advantage of the chaos to scatter.
Hu Taisheng, the great elder of Fierce Demon Valley who Tuoba Cheng wanted to kill, also escaped.
"Elder Tuoba went into seclusion after returning to Jiuxuan Mountain. It is said that the last time he fought with a strong man in the Half-Step Heaven Realm, his vitality was severely damaged." Huang Laoliu said in a low voice.
In the last battle, Tuoba Cheng was as powerful as a rainbow, fighting half a step into the heavens alone.
But after all, the cultivation level has not reached the level of elixir formation, and it is still difficult to rely only on the initial strength of the sword.
But Tuoba Cheng is an old fox. He was able to pretend to be injured and concentrate on concentrating his sword power. This time, he might have another idea.
Han Muye felt that Master Tuoba didn't look like a physical practitioner at all.
Because of the raging wars, the disciples of various disciplines on Jiuxuan Mountain have constant tasks.
Whether it was Zhao Pu, Tang Ming and others from the inner sect, or Jiang Han, Sun Dayong and others from the outer sect, they all took the mission and went down the mountain.
"They all visited you a few times when we returned to Jiuxuan Mountain and asked me to send you away."
Huang Laoliu waved his hand and said: "The biggest way to make a fortune is to destroy the family and destroy the sect. If you don't take advantage of this moment to make a big profit, how will you practice in the future?"
Huang Laoliu, who was squatting on the stone steps, scolded Fang Qiu, seeming to understand the overall situation.
"After this battle, our Jiu Xuan Sword Sect has set the trend for a hundred years. After the three major sects are removed from Western Xinjiang, even the Fengling Sword Sect will give me three points of the Jiu Xuan Sword Sect."
"At this time, it is a good time for Jiuxuan Sword Sect to expand."
"Thousand-year planning starts now."
Han Muye turned his head and looked at Huang Laoliu, who was excited and his eyes were shining brightly. He then looked at Gao Xiaoxuan, who was full of admiration, and Lin Shen and Lu Gao, who were listening in fascination.
"Brother Liu, are you enlightened?" Han Muye was curious, how could Huang Laoliu have such knowledge after just a month.
"Fucking enlightenment." Huang Laoliu sighed, looked up at the third floor window of Jiange, and whispered: "It's that old man Tao who took the opportunity to nag in my ear."
"He didn't know which muscle was wrong, but he always felt that my bones were strange and that I had great opportunities."
Patting his butt and standing up, Huang Laoliu looked at the figure walking on the path ahead: "No matter how he drinks the soup, I am going back to Jinyang with your sixth sister-in-law anyway."
Huang Laoliu mentioned his sixth sister-in-law Lu Qingping, and Han Muye remembered that the Qingfeng Temple where she was located seemed to have secretly defected to the Tailing Sword Sect.
But fortunately, the Tailing Sword Sect is in decline now. As long as the head is not kicked by a donkey, the elders of Qingfeng Temple will know who has thicker thighs, right?
However, we should also pay attention to it. If there is any sign of Qingfeng Guangdao, Huang Laoliu must be asked to pick up the sixth sister-in-law in advance.
Han Muye raised his head and looked at the third floor of the sword pavilion above his head.
Although Patriarch Tao Ran returned to Jiuxuan Sword Sect, he did not return to the Fire Vein.
He lives on the third floor of Jiange Pavilion and studies the techniques with the elders of Jiange Pavilion on weekdays.
Although the sword of the soul condensed by Yi Jiazi was completely worn out by the sword pavilion elder, his own cultivation of the city was actually extremely tyrannical.
According to the news Huang Laoliu and others heard, Wanli Tianfeng and Jin Yisheng were equally famous people back then.
It's just that the sect leader Jin Ze is better at management, and Gao Changgong, the elder who only supports the Tianfeng lineage, proclaimed himself a cultivator after the death of Zhu Shen, the last elder of Jiange, and took charge of Jiange for a period of time.
Sure enough, as the leader of Fengling Sword Sect said, they are all ruthless people.
Han Muye felt that if these two old men were together on the third floor of Jiange, something might happen.
"Ahem, the rules for leading swords in the sword pavilion are to take a shower and change clothes, and burn incense quietly——"
Huang Laoliu's voice sounded.
Three young men wearing the clothes from the inner gate of Jianmen stood at the foot of the stone steps, looking respectful.
"Brother Six!"
"Brother Six, we are here to receive the sword."
The three of them raised their hands, holding bright yellow scrolls.
Mission statement.
Recently, the sect has been tasked with a lot of tasks, and many people have completed the tasks in exchange for various rewards from the sect.
Whether it is elixirs, talismans, swords, or spiritual materials, the sect is open to supply.
The last time we broke into the Sanqin Sword Sect, the sect was already full of treasures.
The recent attack on the Tailing Sword Sect's territory has brought in a lot of money.
There are various supply places in the gate, but the most popular one is Jiange.
Even if they don't take the sword, most of them come to see Brother Huang Liu who can turn the tide.
"Lead the sword..." Huang Laoliu rubbed his fingers and looked up at the sky.
It's not lunch time yet.
It gets dark earlier.
It didn't rain either.
"Sixth brother, please help us find a good sword." The three inner disciples looked at each other, each took out a spiritual stone and pressed it under the mission book.
