The sword light swirled around, completely covering the hundred-mile city.
Is this protecting Mushen City?
This is a demonstration!
Han Muye had a smile on his face, and the sword light on his body blocked the pressure of Ancestor Tao Ran.
Turning his head, he saw that the ancestor of the Mu family looked even more complicated.
Han Muye understood why Patriarch Tao Ran dared to do this.
The Southern Wilderness launched a massive attack, and Western Xinjiang was no longer peaceful.
The elixir of the prosperous age, the sword of the troubled age!
A great chaos is about to break out, and swordsmen who are good at killing will have a place to use.
"boom--"
In the sky, sword lights roared and exploded. The sword lights hit the defensive formation of Mushen City, causing ripples.
"Yang Dingshan, it was not me who intercepted and killed your only son, why are you so hard on me?"
"The Tailing Sword Sect has been disbanded. You shouldn't come to me if you want to complain about the loss of your son--"
"Fellow Daoist Yang, I was wrong, let's just stop today!"
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So what if the half-step heavenly monks were in the face of life and death, they could only wail like mortals.
What answered Xia Yunyang was the extremely powerful sword light.
A sword swings across the sky and the earth shakes!
The sword light streaked across the city defense formation, tearing open cracks.
What's even more terrifying is that there are several green sword lights, and every time they are stabbed, pieces of the city defense array are stabbed out and broken into pieces.
If it weren't for Patriarch Tao Ran's protection, this formation would really be unstoppable!
This is the power of top swordsmen!
What about the Alchemy Holy Land?
Aren't they floating like duckweeds?
At this moment, all the alchemists huddled in the city looked pale.
I respect you as an alchemy monk and put you in the position of guest.
It's really a life and death fight. Can you block a sword?
Han Muye looked at the bright sword light, his eyes flashing with light.
In the final analysis, worldly cultivation is still about this sword!
Without the power of a sword, you will eventually be slaughtered by others.
Seeing the glory of Alchemy in Mushen City, do you really think that the world is at peace?
hehe.
"boom--"
A sword light that spanned thousands of feet and cut through the city defense formation took a long time to dissipate.
The sword light stopped.
This battle is over.
Victory points.
See life and death.
The whole city was silent.
Today, in this Holy Land of Alchemy, all the alchemy cultivators in the city witnessed the death of a great monk who was in the Half-Step Heaven Realm.
Just outside the city defense formation.
This is the world of spiritual practice.
A voice came from above the sky: "Mr. Mu, Yang Dingshan killed the enemy who killed my only son and disturbed your Alchemy Holy Land. When I return from Fengshou Mountain, I will come to apologize in person."
The sound shook hundreds of miles, and echoed throughout the city.
The ancestor of the Mu family looked solemn and did not speak.
"Brother Tao Ran, thank you very much." From the sky, the voice came up again.
"Haha, that's right. You and I are in an alliance. How can I, Tao Ran, not take care of you?" Ancestor Tao Ran laughed out loud.
alliance.
Jiuxuan Sword Sect and Mingshan Sword Sect have formed an alliance.
This is a major event in Western Xinjiang!
Before the alchemist below could recover, the voice from the sky came up again: "Today Yang Dingshan violated the Lingdao Sect's prohibition and punished himself by stationing at Fengshou Mountain——"
"Today I will kill one Half-Step Heaven Realm, and my sect will kill two more in Fengshou Mountain and return them to the Western Frontier!"
The sound resounded throughout the heaven and earth, causing a roar.
After the words fell, there was a sword light across the sky, heading south across the sky and the earth.
Kill one in the Half-Step Heaven Realm and return two from the Western Border!
This kind of pride is what makes a swordsman!
"Avenging blood with one sword thousands of miles away, guarding the western frontier with a single sword."
"As a sword cultivator, we should do this."
Watching the sword light go away, Han Muye lowered his head and looked at Chang Ming, who was sitting on the ground opposite him with a pale face. He shook his head and spoke lightly.
"What did you want to compare with me just now?"
On his body, the sword energy condensed into substance, and the sword light all over his body was dazzling and endless.
Sword energy is, after all, used to kill people.
Alchemy, the art of teaching.
Han Mu became enlightened in his ambition.
Yang Dingshan killed the enemy to take revenge, and the sword that came back and forth awakened him.
He is a swordsman.
Swords are used to kill people.
Only with a sword that can come and go thousands of miles can the world be free and happy!
Chang Ming, who was sitting on the ground with a face full of fear, murmured and did not dare to answer.
The sword light in the sky disappeared, and the general trend of swordsmanship was imprinted in the heart. At this moment, who dared to look up and see the fierce sword energy on Han Muye?
Chang Ming retreated and bowed his head, it was Dan Dao who bowed his head in front of Sword Dao!
"That's all. Today, the Void Vein Pill prepared by Han Muye of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect has pure medicinal power and streamlined recipe. It benefits practitioners and is qualified to send the recipe to the pavilion."
The voice of the ancestor of the Mu family came, with a hint of dejection.
Today is the 800th birthday banquet of the ancestor of the Mu family. The first half of the feast is extremely glorious, and the Alchemy Road of Western Xinjiang is congratulating it. How splendid is it?
In the middle, we saw the rise of the descendants of the Mu family in alchemy, and talented people vying for the throne, all showing signs of the great development of alchemy in Western Xinjiang.
If the banquet ends here, today's banquet will surely spread the praises of Xijiang, and it will be a century-old event in the alchemy path of Xijiang.
But this wonderful scene was cut short by the sword of the master of Mingshan Sword Sect.
There was a murder outside Mushen City, and the alchemy cultivators in the city were unable to watch.
After today, the holy land of alchemy cultivation in Xijiang will no longer exist.
"Haha, Brother Chunhui has a sharp eye." Ancestor Tao Ran smiled and fell in front of the ancestor of the Mu family.
The sword light on his body had not yet dissipated, and most of the city of Mushen was illuminated by the sword light, and no one could raise their head.
"Comrades, our Jiuxuan Sword Sect upholds the righteousness of the Western Frontier and protects the road with swords. This intention will never change."
"The fact that my Jiuxuan Sword Sect Xumai Dan can ascend to the Xiaodan Pavilion today is also a sign of the prosperity of the alchemy path in Western Xinjiang."
"In the future, I hope that all of you will join hands with me, the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, to contribute to the prosperity of practitioners in the Western Border."
Tao Ran, who was standing in front, was full of righteousness in his words, and no one in the alchemy cultivator dared to speak out.
With the sword hanging high above their heads, who dares to speak out?
Ancestor Tao Ran used his sword technique to overwhelm Mushen City's alchemy path today, and no one could raise their head.
After taking a satisfied look at the trembling alchemy cultivators, Patriarch Tao Ran's Ling Jue Sword Intent was finally restrained.
"Little friend Chang Ming, your alchemy level in Minghua Valley is quite good. We can communicate more in the future."
Tao Ran looked at Chang Ming who reluctantly stood up, with a gentle smile on his face.
Chang Ming nodded, bowed and saluted, and then slowly stepped away.
He lost.
Not only did he lose his reputation as a genius, but he also lost the general trend of the sect.
After today, the Xumai Pill in Xijiang will only talk about Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
Even if Minghua Valley refines the Xumai Pill from now on, it will not be considered orthodox in Western Xinjiang.
But no big sect would come to Minghua Valley to purchase.
Minghua Valley spent a lot of money, but it was all in vain.
No one in the entire square looked at Chang Ming again.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Everyone watched as Patriarch Tao Ran held out a thin roll of paper.
This piece of paper is of infinite value!
This is the recipe for Jiuxuan Xumai Dan.
With this elixir recipe, Patriarch Tao Ran was able to climb the Xiaodan Pavilion.
Based on this elixir recipe, Jiuxuan Sword Sect can determine the price of Xijiang Xumai elixir.
This piece of paper can exchange for the entire wealth of countless small sects.
"Muchun Hui, fellow Taoist, this is the Xu Pulse Pill created by our Jiuxuan Sword Sect. I will send it to Xiaodan Pavilion today."
Ancestor Tao Ran looked solemn and spoke loudly.
In the entire square, everyone watched the ceremony solemnly.
Sending Dan Fang into the cabinet is a grand event in the Dan Dao of Western Xinjiang.
No matter how Patriarch Tao Ran suppressed people with his sword before, at this time, everyone raised their hands and bowed.
Jiuxuan Sword Sect uses this elixir formula to contribute to the elixir path of Western Xinjiang!
"Please Tao Ran, fellow Taoist, send the elixir recipe to Xiaodan Pavilion and observe the collection in Xiaodan Pavilion." The ancestor of the Mu family raised his hand to ancestor Tao Ran and said.
Send the elixir recipe to Xiaodan Pavilion.
Ancestor Tao Ran nodded and turned to look at Han Muye who was standing aside.
"Boy, please send this recipe up."
Let Han Muye deliver the elixir recipe.
Han Muye raised his head and looked at Ancestor Tao Ran.
Ancestor Tao Ran grinned and said with a chuckle: "You young people, just go and see. I am just a sword madman. How much gain can I gain by climbing to the Xiaodan Pavilion?"
Sword madman.
Many alchemists called him Sword Madman before.
Han Muye nodded and took the page with both hands.
He knew that what Patriarch Tao Ran said was true.
When Patriarch Tao Ran wanted to go to the Little Alchemy Pavilion, he only wanted to take a breath, and he did not really study in depth on the alchemy path.
This is also one of the reasons why those alchemists are unhappy.
You are a half-hearted alchemist, why should you go to a small alchemy pavilion?
Han Muye held the page in his hands and walked slowly forward, arriving in front of the three-story wooden building.
The small building is simple and simple, with three big characters on it: Xiaodan Pavilion.
Jiang Ming, who was walking behind him, stepped forward and pushed open the attic door, and Han Muye strode in holding the page.
Jiang Ming, who has refined the Immortal Pill, is already qualified to ascend the Xiaodan Pavilion.
In the darkness of the attic, a bitter smell of bamboo, wood and paper came to my face.
This is the smell that comes only after no one has been there for a long time.
Climbing to the second floor, Han Muye saw that he was surrounded by desks and bookshelves.
There are volumes of books placed on those bookshelves.
That's all.
"It turns out that Xiaodan Pavilion is nothing more than that." Jiang Ming looked around, with a trace of ridicule on his face.
I wasted hundreds of years on this rotten and dilapidated building.
It's really not worth it.
"This opportunity is rare. Now that you have visited this Little Dan Pavilion, you cannot leave empty-handed."
Han Muye looked around, sat down in front of the long desk, and said in a deep voice: "Jiang Ming, bring me all the precious elixirs."
Hearing his words, Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, then without hesitation, walked to the bookshelf in a few steps, stretched out his hands, and quickly searched and browsed.
"This Heart-Inscribed Yuanling Pill is the best among the sixth-grade pills. It is the inherited pill path of He Dang Sect and has been passed down forever."
Jiang Ming spread out the scroll. Before he finished introducing it, Han Muye stretched out his hand and took the scroll into his hand.
He stared at the scroll, scanning ten lines at a time. The alchemy method and elixir ratio records on the scroll quickly turned into pictures and flashed in his mind.
Understand the Mingxin Yuanling Pill.
Throwing the scroll back, Han Muye said in a deep voice: "Remember, come again."
remember!
This is the art of refining sixth-grade elixirs!
Jiang Ming's eyes widened.
With his own alchemy cultivation, it would take several hours to understand the recipe and techniques of this sixth-grade elixir.
The Little Alchemy Pavilion in Mushen City is open to anyone, because the more precious the elixir is, the more difficult it is to understand the elixir recipe and the elixir refining techniques.
The vast majority of people in the pavilion can read three or two elixir prescriptions, and it is extremely rare to truly understand one.
"What are you doing standing still?" Han Muye said again.
"Okay, okay." Jiang Ming whispered happily, quickly stretched out his hand, grabbed the pill in front of him and glanced at it.
"Sir, this is Yuyangmen's Zixun Pill. It is useful for healing the wounds of those who are strong in the realm."
"This is a sixth-grade brownstone pill. It can be taken during the period of spiritual awakening in the earth realm. It can strengthen the soul."
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Jiang Ming wandered around the bookshelves, looking for all the prescriptions that he thought were valuable enough.
Han Muye reached out and took it. He only had to browse it once and he would understand it immediately.
The two of them cooperated tacitly and quickly memorized the recipe.
"Five-grade elixir recipe!"
Jiang Ming's eyes widened with ecstasy on his face.
Han Muye raised his hand, held the paper roll in his hand, and then slowly unfolded it.