207, the place where Tuoba Cheng broke mountains with his sword
Han Muye didn't expect the sect to be so dark.
There are pitfalls everywhere in life, but you don’t know that the one that pits you the most is right behind you.
Fortunately, he doesn't really care about this.
He has no shortage of spiritual stones or elixirs, but when he makes elixirs, it all depends on his mood.
At worst, I'll take on this kind of job in the future and be more careful.
Looking at Han Muye, the young master of Yuntai Dao Sect handed over his hand again, and said with an excited expression: "Lu has not yet thanked Han Banxian for rescuing Yuntai Mountain Ende."
Last time, there were so many practitioners on Yunchao Ridge, but only Han Muye invited Master Tu Sun to rescue Yuntai Taoist Sect.
Without their rescue, Yuntai Dao Sect would have definitely been cut off from inheritance.
For this matter, Yuntai Daozong owed Han Muye a favor.
The head of the Yuntai Taoist Sect also expressed in public that he would return the favor.
Anyone who belongs to the Yuntai Taoist Sect must inherit this sentiment.
Han Muye waved his hand and was just about to say a few polite words when the young master of the Yuntai Dao Sect moved closer and whispered: "Han Banxian, when you rescued my Yuntai Dao Sect, do you know which clan of the Southern Wilderness will attack in the end?"
Yuntai Mountain?”
Seeing the confused look on Han Muye's face, the young sect master lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and said: "Sect Master Li Mubai of the Shangyang Demon Sect intends to negotiate peace with Nanhuang."
"He asked me for Yuntai Taoist Sect's opinion and asked us to make conditions."
Speaking of this, the young sect master showed a look of sadness and anger on his face: "That's all. The demon clan that attacked my Yuntai Mountain scraped three feet of the ground and looted my Yuntai Dao Sect completely."
"I, the Yuntai Dao Sect, will never forget this grudge."
"If Nanhuang doesn't hand over the demon clan that plundered Yuntai Mountain, I, the Yuntai Dao Sect, will never compromise."
The demon clan that raided Yuntai Mountain.
Yes, those who raid Yuntai Mountain can only be demons.
This blame must be thrown on the demon clan's head.
Seeing the young master of Yuntai Dao Sect looking at him steadily, Han Muye pretended to recall, thought about it, and then said: "The situation was really urgent at that time."
"I understand." The young master of Yuntai Dao Sect nodded and said with emotion: "Han Banxian risked his life to rescue, it is really righteous."
If the siege was strong at that time, even the heavenly realm might fall.
Han Muye was not lying when he said the situation was urgent.
"Young Sect Master, I don't have a deep impression of anything else. I just remember that the people at the front were some of the Green Wolf tribe."
Han Muye frowned, as if he was trying to recall the dangerous scenes at that time, but he still had lingering fears.
"The Green Wolf Clan..." The young master of Yuntai Dao Sect gritted his teeth and nodded lowly.
Han Muye said no more.
The Green Wolf Clan is a vassal of the Black Wolf Clan. This time, one of the Black Wolf Clan's great demons in the Heaven Realm died and another one left Tianxuan.
In addition, the Green Wolf clan themselves were seriously injured, so it was very suitable to pass the blame to them.
Judging from the expression on the young sect leader's face, he must have memorized it.
Han Muye breathed a sigh of relief.
I even got 20% of it.
Although, it takes a hundred years to get it.
Along the way, Han Muye chatted with the young sect leader of Yuntai Dao Sect. The young sect leader named Lu Daokun was flattering and had no airs about the sect's young master.
Also, Yuntai Daozong's current poor family background has really made him less temperamental.
What's more, Han Muye is not an ordinary person.
This person is obviously the most outstanding among the young people of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect. He is also famous for his swordsmanship and banishing immortals. The key is that his method of refining elixirs is among the best in Western Xinjiang.
Lu Daokun fed Han Muye the soup while building connections. When Han Muye left Feizhou, he finally concluded a deal worth 20 million spiritual stones.
In the next few years, Han Muye will refine a batch of elixirs for the Yuntai Dao Sect through the Bai family business, all of which are at least the best elixirs.
At the highest level, Han Muye would not practice.
Originally, Lu Daokun tentatively said that as long as it was a sixth-grade elixir, it didn't matter if it was of a different quality.
But Han Muye said, "I, Han Muye, will not refine the best elixir," which blocked all his subsequent bargaining talk.
After two days and nights of flying in the flying boat, Han Muye and Lin Shen said goodbye and left quietly at night.
Lu Daokun stood on the bow of the boat and watched Han Muye leave.
"Young Sect Master, the Sect Master said that as long as this person doesn't die in the future, I'm afraid he will become another Tu Sun Master."
Beside Lu Daokun, an old man took a step forward and whispered: "Young Master, what do you think of this person?"
Master Tu Sun has suppressed Western Xinjiang for thousands of years with one sword.
Even Master Wanhua of Lingdao Sect also admitted that Master Tu Sun was extremely powerful in swordsmanship and ranked first in Western Xinjiang.
After a moment of silence, Lu Daokun chuckled and said, "Do you even need to ask?"
"Han Banxian's sword skills are unparalleled and his alchemy skills are superb. The entire Western Xinjiang is waiting for him to grow up, right?"
On Yunchao Ridge, Han Muye returned to his clan with thousands of swords, and millions of people witnessed his talent in swordsmanship.
Not much is known about his alchemy level, but within a small area, everyone knows about his method of refining immortal elixirs.
Just as Lu Daokun said, sword cultivators in Xijiang are all waiting for Han Muye to become the next Tu Sun Master.
Even the person most likely to surpass Master Tu Sun in the past thousand years.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Lu Daokun whispered: "Let's go and hide our tracks."
"Whether it's me or Han Banxian, there are many people in Western Xinjiang who wish that we would perish immediately."
His words made the old man behind him nod and wave his hand, causing the three airships to converge and fly away quietly.
Western Xinjiang is not a monolith, there are intrigues among the nine major factions, divisions and alliances.
There are also those forces planted by Nanhuang who are interfering in it.
There are countless people who hope that Yuntai Dao Sect will fall and Han Muye of Jiuxuan Sword Sect will fall.
At least the Fengling Sword Sect has such thoughts, and there are many people who want to dump the blame on the Fengling Sword Sect after doing it.
If Han Muye is given a hundred years to grow up, the Wind Spirit Sword Sect and other sects in the next hundred years may not even have a good life.
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The old land of Fierce Demon Valley.
Ever since Tuoba Cheng destroyed Fierce Demon Valley, the area for thousands of miles has been filled with demon clans and monster beasts.
Being too far away from Jiuxuan Mountain, the gains of the army's expedition outweigh the losses.
What Jiuxuan Sword Sect does is to issue demon-killing missions.
With a radius of thousands of miles, this place has always been an active place for a large number of practitioners taking on missions.
Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe and carrying a sword box on his back, and Lin Shen, who was wearing a gray military uniform and carrying a big sword, were now in the old place of Fierce Demon Valley.
Ahead, there were two collapsed mountains, with sword marks spanning dozens of miles, splitting what was originally one mountain into pieces.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! This is the place where Tuoba Cheng and Hu Taisheng fought.
It is also the place where eldest brother Lin Shen and Lin Chongxiao fell.
Standing on the bluestone, Lin Shen looked solemn.
Even though more than ten years have passed, there is still a trace of sword energy emanating from here.
This shows the grandeur of the original battle.
"Did you see that these two mountains are the Jiuxuan Sword Sect's great power, Elder Tuoba split them with one sword?"
There was a sound not far away.
Han Muye turned around and saw an old man with gray hair leading seven or eight young disciples to explain.
Those young people aged seventeen or eighteen looked at the mountains in front of them with shock on their faces.
For these low-level practitioners who are only at the second or third level of Peiyuan, it is really hard to imagine what kind of power can cut through this mountain range with one sword.
"You two fellow Taoists are also here to observe the relics of swordsmanship here?" The old man turned to look at Han Muye and Lin Shen, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he spoke with a smile.
Han Muye nodded, and Lin Shen said loudly: "My young master has traveled thousands of miles to come here just to see the sword marks here."
Before going down the mountain, Han Muye and Lin Shen had already agreed to hide their identities.
There are too many people who want Han Muye's life now.
"Haha, if you want to see the sword marks, you have to go ten miles ahead to the stone platform over there to feel them in detail."
The old man smiled and pointed forward.
Then he looked at the young people behind him and said: "You are not cultivated enough. If you go over there, you may be injured by the sword energy."
Han Muye and Lin Shen bowed their hands in thanks, stepped lightly, and flew forward.
Seeing that the two of them did not use any advanced skills, a young man behind the old man whispered: "Third Grandpa, can these two withstand the sword energy?"
There is no trace of cultivation in these two people, and their physical skills are average.
The young master, who was not much older than them, was carrying a sword box and had no sword spirit in his body. He must be a dandy.
"You don't understand." The old man shook his head and watched Han Muye and Lin Shen leave with a solemn look on his face.
"When those two people were there just now, the sword energy in my body was suppressed."
Heaving a sigh of relief, the old man lowered his voice and said, "At least one of these two people is from the Earth Realm."
Territory!
The seven or eight young people all stared with wide eyes.
These two people look to be in their twenties or thirties, so what's the situation?
"There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the world of cultivation. Is the Nine-Xuan Han banished immortal not much older than you?" The old man shook his head, looked around, and then said: "Let's go, and I will take you to see everything in the Fierce Demon Valley back then."
Bone Pit.”
"If it hadn't caused too many killings, Jiuxuan Sword Sect wouldn't have destroyed Fierce Demon Valley."
"Monsters, they are cannibals."
The old man whispered as he walked.
"Third Grandpa, I heard that Xijiang is going to negotiate peace with Southern Wilderness. From now on, the monster clan of Southern Wilderness will coexist with my cultivators from Xijiang."
"Then will they eat us?"
A girl with double braids asked quietly.
The old man shook his head.
He doesn't know either.
He is just a member of a small family who has just established a foundation. How can he know the general trend of Western Border and Southern Wilderness?
"I don't know what senior Li Mubai thinks about why he wants to negotiate peace with Nanhuang. Didn't he hold on to the battle at Yunchao Ridge in Western Border?"
"Yes, if we just negotiate peace like this, wouldn't it mean that so many people in Yunchao Ridge died in vain last time?"
"The battle at Yunchaoling. What I want to see the most is Brother Huang Liu."
"I think Han Banxian is better."
"You said, if you want to become a disciple, should you go to Jiuxuan Sword Sect or Shangyang Demon Sect?"
…
Young people, of course, have many fantasies.
The old man said nothing and led the family members behind him around several hills.
In front of him is a tunnel littered with dead bones.
Bones were everywhere, thousands of feet in diameter, layer upon layer, scattered and chaotic.
It looked like thousands of them were human bones.
Standing outside the tunnel is terrifying.
At this time, there were still a few people standing in front of the huge pit.
When those people saw the old man and the others, they turned around and left without saying anything.
Watching these people leave, the old man frowned.
"Falling flower mark, I seem to have seen it somewhere..." He thought about it, but couldn't remember it.
The family members behind him were gritting their teeth as they looked at the white bones in front of them.
Seeing such a scene, anyone from the human race will be angry.
"No wonder Senior Tuoba Cheng wanted to destroy Lie Demon Valley. These demon clans are really hateful!"
"Yes, these monsters——"
"Let's go!" Just when these young people were upset, the expression of the old man in front changed and he whispered: "The falling flower mark, I remembered it."
"This is the sign of a power company that specializes in dirty work."