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.
What it's called, Han Muye doesn't know.
"Han Muye has met senior brother."
Arching his hands towards the old man, Han Muye said softly: "I practice physical skills and want to find two sets of tiger bones."
Physical training, looking for tiger bones.
The old man looked at Han Muye, then smiled and said: "My name is Qiu Shan, and I am one of the five deacons and elders who guard this treasure hall."
"Since Senior Brother Han wants to find tiger bones, he can go to the second floor where the skeletons of various monsters are stored."
Speaking of this, Qiu Shan whispered: "Senior Brother Han, the treasures in the Treasure Hall cannot be claimed directly like receiving a sword."
The treasures in Treasure Hall are valuable.
Of course Han Muye knew this.
Moreover, the price of treasures in the Treasure Hall is higher than the prices in the outer market.
Otherwise, if you exchange the treasures from the treasure hall and buy them outside, wouldn't you make a profit by changing hands?
People from the sect come here to exchange for treasures, mainly because there are indeed treasures in the treasure hall, and they are urgently needed for cultivation and are rare outside, so they come here to exchange them.
"I understand." Han Muye smiled and cupped his hands, and then under Qiu Shan's guidance, he climbed to the second floor.
This treasure hall is somewhat similar to the sword pavilion, with various items placed on shelves.
However, the treasures here are of different sizes, and the wooden frames are also different.
For example, when you first enter the house, you see a three-foot-long jade-colored tree, which actually takes up a three-foot-long wooden frame.
Han Muye viewed the collection in the Treasure Hall with great interest.
Various magic weapons, talismans, array disks, and elixirs.
These are finished products.
There are also various spiritual materials, elixirs, including the skeletons of various monster beasts, those are materials.
There are also some remnants, including broken magic weapon wooden staffs, array disks that have lost their spiritual energy, and other items.
There are also some objects whose functions cannot be discerned, because they are made of special materials or obtained from unusual places, and they will also be stored in the Treasure Hall.
Han Muye never knew that this treasure hall was so fun. If he had known, he would have come here to hunt for treasures.
"Senior brother, are you here to pick up leaks too?"
When Han Muye was squatting in front of a small clay pot, a young man wearing a pale white Taoist robe smiled and spoke.
"I have already taken a liking to this clay pot."
"Although this thing is ordinary, it has at least three thousand years of history."
"I suspect this is a wine flask that was passed down from ancient times to hold spiritual wine."
The young man seemed a bit familiar and squatted beside Han Muye and explained in a low voice.
Not to mention, according to this young man's introduction, all of these unknown treasures are really useful.
And many of them are exchanged, and you might get unexpected opportunities.
"This senior brother, my name is Liu Hong. If you are shopping on Taobao, I suggest you buy this item."
The young man sent a black fist-sized iron ball in front of Han Muye.
"This is a sword pill from ancient times."
Jianwan?
Big fist?
Still black?
Han Muye reached out and took it.
It's cold and heavy to begin with.
This is an iron knot.
"Senior brother, the price of this sword pill here is only 1,000 merits. It's so cheap."
"An ancient sword pill would cost at least a million spiritual stones if it were sold at an auction house."
Liu Hong reached out and patted Han Muye on the shoulder, sighing with emotion.
"If you pick it up, you'll earn it."
"It's a pity that I don't have that many spiritual stones and meritorious deeds."
He looked at the big sword pill in Han Muye's fist with regret on his face.
One thousand meritorious deeds, converted into one hundred thousand spiritual stones, can be exchanged for this piece of iron?
Han Muye shook his head and was about to put it back where it belonged when his hand suddenly stopped.
Just at that moment, the warm sword pills in his dantian began to throb.
Is this induction?
Taking the iron knot back, Han Muye stood up and carried it to another place.
Buy tiger bones.
Two sets of tiger bones, a total of 300 meritorious deeds, which is equivalent to 30,000 spiritual stones.
When Han Muye dragged the tiger bone and held the iron lump to find Qiu Shan to deliver the spirit stone, Qiu Shan was stunned.
"Senior Brother Han, have you met that boy Liu Hong?"
Qiu Shan looked at the iron bumps on Han Muye's palm and asked in a deep voice.
Han Muye nodded.
Qiu Shan waved his hand and said helplessly: "Don't believe him."
"He is the direct grandson of Senior Brother Yanagawa Yi. His cultivation is not very good and he just has all kinds of weird ideas."
"There is no one to redeem those remnant treasures. Senior Brother Yanagawa Yi gave him an errand to find a way to dispose of those treasures."
"He gets a commission."
So that's it, Han Muye nodded.
Any errand in the world where commissions are paid can be said to be alive or dead.
Seeing Han Muye nod, Qiu Shan stretched out his hand and said, "Give me that thing and I'll send it over later."
Han Muye raised his head, waved his hand and said, "Senior Brother Qiu, I want this thing."