Seeing the few self-refined elixirs in Han Muye's hand, Patriarch Tao Ran wanted to kick the floor open.
Compared with the best elixirs, the elixirs refined by oneself are just dregs.
He turned his head and saw the elder of Jiange walking slowly.
"Chang Gong, this boy can make elixirs, do you know?"
The elder of Jiange nodded and said calmly: "It is a good thing for young people to be self-reliant and supplement their sword skills with alchemy skills."
Han Muye almost laughed out loud.
This seems to be what Patriarch Tao Ran said before.
He also said before that the elder of Jiange had poor vision.
Ancestor Tao Ran's face turned red, and he turned to look at Han Muye: "The best pill?"
This look is a bit scary.
Han Muye smiled and nodded: "It's a fluke."
"It's not a fluke. As far as I know, you and Suzhenlou have traded at least hundreds of top-quality pills." Kanazawa's voice sounded.
Han Muye felt that this old boy was doing the last hit on purpose.
Sure enough, Ancestor Tao Ran had a sharp aura rising from his body.
He fixed Han Muye firmly, and his eyes shone brightly: "A hundred top-grade pills, if you haven't accumulated a large number of pills, you have mastered a method that can refine top-grade pills."
"I think you belong to the second type."
This guess is very close to ten.
Ancestor Tao Ran had a formidable look on his face and said coldly: "This kind of person is generally not allowed to go down to Jiuxuan Mountain for the rest of his life."
Anxious.
He was anxious.
Han Muye showed no fear on his face and said loudly: "Ancestor, my method is very simple. I just use sword energy to make elixirs."
After saying that, he turned around, hugged the alchemy furnace and went downstairs.
Ancestor Tao Ran trembled at the corner of his mouth for a few times, but finally did not speak again.
Sword energy and alchemy, is this a profit or a loss?
"Ancestor, Senior Brother Gao, the battle situation over at Fengshou Mountain is not optimistic."
"The army mobilized by our Jiuxuan Sword Sect will set off early."
After hearing his words, Patriarch Tao Ran and the elders of Jiange both looked solemn.
The Southern Wilderness Monster Clan is extremely powerful.
"As far as I know, there is not much intersection between the Southern Wilderness and our Western Border. As for invading the territory, it is even more unnecessary." Ancestor Tao Ran frowned and looked at Jin Ze and Gao Changgong.
"The vast desert of the Southern Wilderness is much larger than the Western Frontier, and it is full of demon clans. If the demonic beasts are tyrannical in it, the Heaven Realm will avoid it."
When monsters and beasts cultivate to the earth level, they can transform into human forms.
The great demon in the heavenly realm can even survive the demon-infant tribulation and be reborn as a human being.
The great demon clan of the Southern Wilderness is more powerful than the major sects in the Western Border.
"Perhaps, the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan has something to ask for." Jinze whispered, turned his head and looked at the elder of Jiange.
Gao Changgong said nothing.
He knew that Kanazawa was talking about the great demon suppressed by Jiange.
But in the current situation, I am afraid that handing over the big demon will not be enough to make Nanhuang retreat.
"Let's see if they will continue to send soul blood to feed them." Gao Changgong turned his head and pointed at the long sword on the wooden stand behind him.
"Han Muye said that several people in the sect seem to have an affair with the demon clan. Currently, these people are killing demons at the foot of the mountain. Let's wait and see what happens to them later."
A few days ago, Han Muye mentioned lightly that there seemed to be something unusual about the sect elder Qin Lin and his subordinates, as well as the matter of the inner sect deacon Luo Yisheng.
Gao Changgong and Patriarch Tao Ran both quietly investigated.
"And that Bai Suzhen, the eldest lady of the Shangyang Demon Sect, is just left on the Jiuxuan Mountain. He, Li Mubai, has a big heart."
Ancestor Tao Ran glanced at Jin Ze angrily.
"If something happens to this girl, I'm afraid Demon Li will be the first to tear your bones apart."
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When the leader of the Kanazawa Sect walked out of the sword pavilion, he had a strange look on his face.
"I've met the sect master."
Huang Laoliu and Han Muye were both at the door, busy saluting him.
"The first batch of disciples heading to Fengshou Mountain tomorrow will need to come to the sword pavilion to receive their swords. You can help them choose their swords."
As the sect leader Jin Ze spoke, he handed a black waist badge to Han Muye.
"This is the waist card passed down from the sect. From now on, remember that half of the elixirs are traded with the Alchemy Hall."
"I will ask Dantang to send someone to explain to you."
Before Han Muye could respond, Jin Ze had already left.
"Be good, my direct descendant..."
Huang Laoliu showed envy on his face and reached out to touch the sign in Han Muye's hand.
"Like it? For you?" Han Muye handed the sign over.
Huang Laoliu quickly retracted his hand: "No, your sixth sister-in-law is still waiting for me."
Han Muye shook off the sign twice and put it into the storage ring.
If half of the elixir business changes to this brand, he will be the one who suffers.
"With that sign, I can go to a secret place to practice practice every month."
"Also, there are several collections of inherited classics in the door, and only those who have inherited them are eligible to enter."
The voice of the Jiange elder came.
It turns out that it's not a fake product, and it has some advantages.
This gave Han Muye some peace of mind.
Whether it is a secret place or a place to collect classics, it is a good place.
The elder of Jiange reminded him, probably because he was afraid that he would throw it away casually, so he lost the sign.
Han Muye quietly returned to the quiet room and refined the remaining elixir into elixirs.
This time he made even less noise, for fear that Elder Tao Ran would look for him again.
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In front of the sword pavilion, three gray-robed old men and dozens of white-robed inner disciples stood solemnly.
"Senior Brother Gao, Senior Uncle Tao Ran, and Sun Mu shamelessly came to receive a sword." The person who spoke seemed to be in his eighties, very old.
In the spiritual world, age cannot be determined by appearance.
But with this kind of appearance, his cultivation must be stagnant and his lifespan will be short.
Indeed, Sun Mu, the elder who led the team to Fengshou Mountain, had been stagnant in the second level of pill formation for two hundred years, and his longevity was only less than sixty years.
The combat power of such elders will decline a lot, but they are rich in experience and have survived hundreds of years of ups and downs.
The sect sent such an elder to Fengshou Mountain because, firstly, Sun Mu had participated in the whole battle between the Jiuxuan Sword Sect and other sects, and secondly, he was about to expire and took the initiative to use his remaining energy for the sect.
"Junior Brother Sun, take care." The elder of the sword pavilion nodded, returned to the second floor of the sword pavilion, and after a moment he held a long sword of spiritual weapon level.
Sun Mu took the sword, smiled lightly and bowed.
"Disciple Hexuanqi pays homage to our ancestor, elder."
In front of the Jiange gate, the leader of the inner disciples stepped forward, bowed to the elders of the Jiange and Patriarch Tao Ran, and then looked at Huang Laoliu.
"I've met Sixth Brother."
Hexuanqi, ranked tenth in the inner sect, an elite among the elites, has reached the second level of Earth Realm Tongmai Realm.
This time he went to Fengshou Mountain just to hone himself and quickly master the power of the land.
The top 100 people in the inner sect are all truly talented and talented people.
Everyone who can reach the top ten in the inner sect is a true genius.
As long as such a genius does not die, he will be the pillar of the sect in a hundred years.
The Jiange elder and Tao Ran nodded lightly, Huang Laoliu grinned and said, "Brother, you're welcome."
Even if the number of people watching swordsmanship has increased, he still doesn't have the qualifications to be in front of elites like the top ten in the inner sect.
"Brother Six, please help us choose a good sword." He Xuanqi held out a bright spiritual stone with both hands.
Top quality spiritual stone.
This is a public bribery, should I accept it or not?
A look of embarrassment flashed across Huang Laoliu's face.
"Haha, I often hear from my disciples that Senior Brother Han, Sixth Brother Huang of Jiange, is a master of sword selection. You might as well let us see it today."
"If you choose well, you will get this spiritual stone as a matter of course."
Sun Mu, who was holding a sword in both hands, smiled and spoke.
Huang Lao Liuyi grinned and looked at Han Muye.
Han Muye nodded, cupped his hands towards Sun Mu and Hexuan Qiyi and said, "Uncle Sun and fellow seniors are going to Fengshou Mountain to defend against the demon clan, so naturally they have to choose a good sword."
"We will keep this spiritual stone until all the senior brothers return in triumph, and we will take it away to prepare a celebratory banquet."
Hearing Han Muye speak, Huang Laoliu raised his hand to take the spirit stone from He Xuanqi's hand, and then shouted: "Xiao Xuanzi, it's time to work."
Han Muye also looked in front of him: "Which senior brother comes first?"
The inner disciples looked at each other, and a tall and thin disciple in white stepped forward, raised his hand to Han Muye and said, "Ning Yu applies to Senior Brother Han to choose the sword."
Han Muye nodded and said, "Please also ask Senior Brother Ning to practice his best swordsmanship."
Practicing swordsmanship?
Is there such a procedure for choosing a sword?
Not only was Ning Yushen a little confused, but Sun Mu, who was standing beside him, also frowned.
In the final analysis, getting a sword from a sword pavilion depends on chance.
The swordsman does not play a big role in sword selection.
Elders like Sun Mu have never practiced swordsmanship in the sword pavilion only once or twice. There has never been such a procedure.
If there are nearly a hundred inner disciples here, how long will it take to practice swordsmanship one by one?
Do you want to leave today?
He turned to look at Patriarch Tao Ran and the elder of Jiange who were standing in front of the Jiange gate with their hands behind their backs. He saw that their faces were calm and there was a hint of interest in their eyes.
Is this tacit consent?
"Since the sword watcher asked you to practice swordsmanship, then practice it." Sun Mu said in a deep voice.
He is just an ordinary elder of the sect who is nearing the end of his life, while Patriarch Tao Ran is a strong man in the Half-Step Heaven Realm, and the elder of Jiange is as famous as the sect leader.
Will Sun Mu, the two of them, come to spoil the things that these two people have agreed to?
Elder Sun, who has lived for hundreds of years, is not dim-sighted.
After hearing the words of the team leader, Elder Sun, Ning Yushen nodded, raised his hand and drew his sword, the light of the sword was as clear as a wheel.
A strong man from the inner sect has truly extraordinary methods.
Han Muye's eyes flashed with light as he looked at Ning Yushen's sword light, and the images flowed in his mind.
Comprehend Erxuan Swordsmanship, Jin Feng.
After practicing dozens of sword skills, Ning Yushen returned the long sword to its sheath and stood with the sword in both hands.
When you receive a sword, you must also return the sword.
It doesn't matter if you receive a sword in private and take the sword you received before.
Such collective swords cannot be tolerated in front of the elders.
Everyone looked at Han Muye who was standing under the stone steps of Jiange Pavilion.
Huang Laoliu stretched out his hand and patted Gao Xiaoxuan, who had a curious look in his eyes: "Look, this is the sword watcher of the sword pavilion, you kid, learn from it."
"Senior Brother Ning cultivates the Erxuan Sword Technique Jin Feng." Han Muye raised his eyes and looked at Ning Yushen and spoke calmly.
It's not surprising that he can recognize the swordsmanship.
But this also shows that the sword watcher in front of me has some skills.
Ning Yushen nodded, a trace of expectation flashing across his face.
"There are twenty-seven sword moves in Jinfeng Swordsmanship. Senior Brother Ning has already mastered twenty of them. By the twenty-first move, the sword's light shines."
"Especially during the twenty-three moves, the sword light was obviously dispersed."
"The twenty-fifth move, the shot is one step slower, the speed is three points slower, the direction of the sword light is off."
In front of the sword pavilion, there was silence, and everyone was listening quietly.
The expression on Ning Yushen's face kept changing, and when he looked in the wrong direction of the sword light, his face instantly turned pale.
"Senior brother, please choose the sword numbered 3844 named Lu Yao on the wooden stand No. 781 on the first floor of the Sword Pavilion."
"This sword is a semi-spiritual weapon, with gold and yuan iron incorporated into it. The gold and yuan iron is incorporated into the sword. The sword's light is dignified in the initial move. After ten moves, the power of gold and yuan is stimulated to help the sword's moves to be smooth."
"With this sword, Senior Brother Ning can wield the Golden Edge Swordsmanship up to the twenty-fifth move in one breath."
In front of the sword pavilion, Han Muye was talking eloquently. The expressions of all the inner disciples changed from blank to eager, and the divine light bloomed in their eyes.
"Senior Brother Han, Ning is convinced."
Ning Yushen bowed and strode into the sword pavilion.
He Xuanqi, who was standing in front of the sword pavilion, turned around and said, "Who is coming next?"