On the bank of Qingshui River, two figures sat side by side.
The gurgling water washes away the two shadows.
Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, was holding a fishing rod in one hand and staring at the float on the water in front of him, while whispering about his experiences in the past three years.
From the fight in the secret realm of ten thousand monsters, to the formation of the way of heaven, to drifting in the void.
Basically, Han Muye didn't hide much.
Mu Wan sat aside and listened, the expression on her face constantly changing. She was nervous because of the brutal fighting, but also happy for the new world.
When he heard Han Muye talk about drifting in the void and being intercepted and killed by various strange beasts, he clenched his fists again.
The void world was vast and empty, and Han Muye, who had refined the body of the divine beast, encountered all kinds of powerful beasts.
Some of them were not much smaller than the Baxia mythical beasts, and they were like a piece of land, crashing directly into them.
Some are as small as mosquitoes and flies, but they can set off thousands of miles of strong wind in the sky.
There are also tyrannical beasts that can disturb the mind and specialize in soul attacks, quietly coming to snatch Ba Xia's body.
In the bizarre world, the surging galaxy, loneliness and danger, Mu Wan sat there with a blurred look in her eyes.
This is spiritual practice...
Listening to Han Muye's story, a desire arose in her heart.
It would be great if one day I could step out of this world and see the dazzling stars, the Immortal Source Realm of the Nine Heavens and Earth, and the endless wilderness.
"So, Senior Brother Han, you haven't completely refined the body of the divine beast yet, do you need to practice in seclusion?"
Turning to look at Han Muye, Mu Wan whispered: "Well, then you have to go back to Jiange for retreat as soon as possible."
She was extremely happy to see Han Muye again.
But Han Muye's practice is not yet stable, and it will take time to refine the body of the divine beast, so she cannot disturb him.
Hearing her words, Han Muye shook his head and chuckled: "There is no need to go into seclusion. Now my physical strength, cultivation and state of mind cannot match, so I need to control the harmony between them."
After refining the body of the divine beast, the suddenly increased physical strength is terrifying to the extreme.
Han Muye is not yet able to adapt to this kind of power and needs to hone it slowly.
In the process of refining the body of the divine beast, Han Muye had to deal with the impact on the soul and state of mind brought by the power of blood.
The ancient beasts, even the relatively peaceful Baxia, are full of violence and ferocity in their blood.
Fighting in the void, Han Muye was stained with a lot of blood.
Right now, he felt like endless lava was churning in his heart. Once he couldn't hold it back, it might erupt and burn him to ashes.
"What should senior brother do now?" Mu Wan asked softly.
She felt that she could not help at all with Han Muye's cultivation.
"I am now trying my best to refine the body of the divine beast, but I can't use any power for a while, so I will study the way of alchemy and become an alchemist."
Looking at Mu Wan, Han Muye smiled and said: "We can go to Zhongzhou together, collect herbs and refine elixirs along the way, and understand the way of heaven and earth."
Go to Zhongzhou together.
Mu Wan's eyes were bright and her face was flushed. She bit her lip and whispered: "Will this help senior brother's practice?"
Han Muye nodded.
A smile broke out on Mu Wan's face: "Okay, then I will go to Zhongzhou with my senior brother."
Hearing her promise, Han Muye also smiled.
At this time, the float on the water shook slightly and sank.
Han Muye shook his hand and lifted the fishing rod.
"Snapped--"
The handle of the fishing rod shattered into powder.
Looking at the powder crushed in the palm of his hand and half of the fishing rod floating on the river, Han Muye smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Mu Wan on the side covered her face and smiled.
…
Outside the Xuanyang Guard camp, Qian Yiming sent Han Muye and Mu Wan away.
According to Han Muye, they will cross the Southern Wilderness and enter Zhongzhou.
Although Mu Wan's cultivation has reached the level of foundation building, there is obviously no evil spirit in her body, and her figure does not look as strong as someone who has practiced martial arts.
Han Muye now also looks like a mortal.
Qian Yiming looked at Han Muye, his eyes swept over Mu Wan, and whispered: "Brother Han, you really don't need me to send someone to escort you?"
Han Muye smiled and shook his head.
Seeing him like this, Qian Yiming had no choice but to give up, and then sighed softly: "I wish I could have a good fight with you, Brother Han."
"It's okay. If you are willing, you can fight now." Han Muye said calmly.
Qian Yiming's face froze, and several generals not far away turned their faces away.
When Han Muye returned from outside the boundary, Qian Yiming welcomed him happily, drank for a while, and then had a little fist fight.
a little.
Just clink glasses when you're done drinking.
Qian Yiming was knocked away directly.
According to Han Muye, it is difficult for him to control his own strength now.
Qian Yimingxin.
If he competed with Han Muye now, he would most likely be punched to death.
Or two punches.
Watching Han Muye and Mu Wan leave, Qian Yiming's expression slowly turned solemn.
"Prime Minister Wen personally confessed that Han Muye must not be offended. Is it because he has received unimaginable benefits in the secret place?"
"After we were sent away, what happened in the wilderness?"
His eyes shone with light, and Qian Yiming's face showed a look of envy: "The physical strength is so strong that he cannot control it with the power of his soul. It is really an unimaginable gain..."
He himself is also good at physical strength, but he can't even withstand Han Muye's casual touch. This shows how terrifying Han Muye's physical strength is.
"Hey, now it's fun," Qian Yiming opened his mouth and said happily: "A man and a woman are walking together, and this guy can't control his strength. He doesn't even dare to touch that little girl."
…
Han Muye and Mu Wan were not really alone, but a large group of people heading to Zhongzhou together.
After visiting Fengyuan Generals Xiao Yueli and Gao Changgong, Han Muye and the others went to Zhongzhou with the Xiao family's caravan.
"Mr. Mu, ahead is Shaoyuan Ridge. It was once the residence of the demon clan's Green Tiger clan. It is now managed by part of the remaining tiger clan and some of the human clan who moved south."
Xiao Chu, the leader of the caravan, is an old man of the Xiao family and can be regarded as Xiao Yueli's uncle.
Of course, compared to the direct descendant Xiao Yueli, Xiao Chu's status was much different, so he could only lead the caravan back and forth between Zhongzhou and Southern Wasteland to collect wealth for his family.
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The Xiao family, the family behind Qian Yiming, and several caravans all made a fortune in the continuous battle between Southern Wasteland and Zhongzhou.
From the migration of human races to the convergence of various products, apart from military resources, there is no way to touch them. What else is there that is not rich in oil and water?
Xiao Chu whispered to Han Muye and Mu Wan about what was produced in Shaoyuan Ridge where they were about to go. Many people in the caravan behind him looked at Han Muye with unhappy expressions on their faces.
Han Muye, whose pseudonym is Muye, is a novice alchemist, and Mu Wan is his junior sister.
The reason why he went with the caravan was because Makino was a distant relative of Gao Changgong.
Gao Changgong actually took down his own lady and stayed together like this without knowing anything.
It is said that the elders of the Xiao family in the Imperial City were very critical of this matter.
It's just that Xiao Yueli is in the army now, so even if she gives those Xiao family elders some courage, they don't dare to come to the army to make trouble.
Anyway, the clan has said that as long as Gao Changgong and Xiao Yueli return to Zhongzhou, they will give him a good look.
Gao Changgong was also a ruthless man. He stayed in the army, leaving the Xiao family who were unhappy with him without anything they could do.
Now when I see Gao Changgong's distant relative, I hate him so much. Of course his eyes are full of knives.
Only Xiao Chu is Xiao Yueli's clan uncle, and his power comes from Xiao Yueli. Naturally, he is not like those ordinary disciples, but is very attentive to Han Muye.
The Xuanyang Guards and the Red Flame Army have captured nearly half of the territory of the Southern Wilderness, and most of the tribes in the Southern Wilderness have retreated.
Because Qian Yiming had the opportunity to enter the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Demons on the condition of not fighting for ten years, he did not lead an army to fight again after leaving the secret realm.
In the past three years, on the one hand, a large number of human races migrated to Zhongzhou, and on the other hand, the various demon clans under the rule were divided and various Confucian and Taoist educations were carried out.
On the other side, the demon clan is much more loose.
When Tianhu returned, he only appeared to appease the various tribes and then disappeared.
Some of the various races of the Monster Clan began to move to the western frontier, while others stayed where they were in their own family groups.
Those returning elites have grown rapidly, greatly improving the strength of the group.
This is the demon clan, with different bloodlines and habits, so it is impossible for all demons to truly be of the same mind.
Even those demon clans in Manghuang can't do it, let alone this place in Southern Wilderness?
I think when the ten-year period comes and the war breaks out again, I am afraid that the Southern Wilderness will really fall completely.
As for whether Qian Yiming will lead the army again and bring the war to Western Xinjiang, it depends on whether he has the courage.
Han Muye was looking forward to it.
After crossing the mountains, the villages ahead will appear in front of you.
There are patches of thatched huts, surrounded by wooden houses and houses made of earth and rocks.
Most of the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan still do not pay attention to the basic necessities of life, which is in huge contrast to the luxurious Zhongzhou.
As the caravan moved forward, several figures came running toward the village.
The leader was an old boy in his fifties wearing a Confucian shirt, and a tall and strong Qinghu tribesman with stripes on his head and face.
The bloodline of the Qinghu clan is also considered powerful, and the newly born clan members have the power to enter the realm of cultivation for the first time.
It's just that it's difficult to pass on this kind of bloodline, and the ethnic group is not big.
It is precisely for this reason that the Qinghu clan here chose to stay in Shaoyuan Ridge when other major clans retreated.
Qian Yiming's army did not kill all the monsters in the Southern Wilderness, and many of them were allowed to stay where they were.
However, Zhongzhou will arrange for many human races to migrate and live together with these ethnic groups.
Presumably, through Confucianism and Taoism, these ethnic groups will be assimilated dozens or hundreds of years later.
The old boy who came to greet the caravan was named Zhou Pu. He was just a boy in Zhongzhou for half his life. In response to the call of the imperial court, he led some villagers to the southern wilderness and served as a tribal guard.
It can be regarded as having some authority and can gather people's hope.
Being able to gain popularity is the reason why many Confucian and Taoist practitioners in Zhongzhou are willing to come to Southern Wilderness.
"Shopkeeper Xiao, the elixir you want has been prepared. Please come to the village to rest."
Zhou Pu cupped his hands and spoke with a smile.
The big man from the Tiger Clan beside him also held his hand, but remained silent.
There are more than a hundred people in the caravan. In addition to Han Muye and Mu Wan, there are seven or eight Xiao family descendants who have experienced training, and the rest are clerks and guards.
Half of the more than forty carts towed by spirit horses were already full.
Not only the Xiao family caravan is like this, but most other caravans are like this as well.
Unless it is a real treasure that requires the use of a great monk to store the treasure and carry it around, other ordinary commercial goods are operated by caravans.
This can train the younger generation and slowly gather connections.
The dozens of large caravans in the caravan seem to have a lot of goods, but they are not really valuable treasures, and they are not enough to subsidize the wear and tear of a heavenly monk.
Unless Han's Trading Company is transporting precious elixirs, it is usually a large caravan.
Xiao Chu did not refuse Zhou Pu's invitation and led the caravan to camp in the sun drying field outside the village.
Zhou Pu and the others invited Xiao Chu and a group of Xiao family children to a banquet. Xiao Chu invited Han Muye and Mu Wan to accompany them, but Han Muye and the others did not go.
The two of them carried bamboo baskets on their backs and medicine hoes, and under the guidance of several Qinghu tribesmen, they went to the mountains to find medicine.
The tiger grass, which is abundant in the Qinghu tribe's settlement, is long-lasting and has strong medicinal power. It can be used as an auxiliary medicine in several kinds of Qipin elixirs.
When the caravan came to Shaoyuanling, it was mainly to buy tiger prairie grass.
This elixir only cost one spiritual stone for ten plants in the Southern Wilderness, but in Zhongzhou, each plant had more than one spiritual stone.
Every time the Xiao family caravan comes over, they collect tens of thousands of tiger grass.
This is also the main source of income for the Qinghu tribe in Shaoyuan Ridge.
Otherwise, the ethnic groups here would not be so polite to the caravan.
Han Muye and Mu Wan carried bamboo baskets on their backs and walked ten miles away. There were already many tiger prairie grasses in the mountains and forests.
It's just that most of these years are relatively shallow, and the medicinal power is insufficient.
"Hey, this one is pretty good. It has been used as medicine for twenty years." Han Muye looked at a spiritual grass with four leaves and eight petals and a green stem two feet high on the rock cliff in front of him and said with a smile.
He picked up the medicine hoe and tapped it lightly.
"boom--"
The half-foot-high stone cliff suddenly shattered.
The herbs were naturally crushed together.
Han Muye opened his mouth with a wry smile on his face.
Mu Wan laughed out loud.
"Senior Brother Han, I'm here to collect medicine. You can help me carry the medicine basket."
Passing the medicine basket on her back to Han Muye, Mu Wan walked a few steps forward and dug up another relatively lush tiger grass.
The two of them walked forward, and Mu Wan bent down from time to time to pick herbs.
"This plant is a year old and can be exchanged for three hundred spirit stones in Zhongzhou."
"Wow, the century-old tiger grass has made you rich. Be careful not to damage the leaves. They are worth two thousand spiritual stones."
Looking at the delighted Mu Wan, Han Muye smiled.
Nowadays, Mu Wan can easily refine a furnace of elixirs in exchange for hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones. These tiger grasses are really nothing to her.
But at this time, looking at Han Muye, Mu Wan still looked like she had been refining alchemy in the alchemy hall on Jiuxuan Mountain in exchange for spiritual stones.
Little money addict.
After climbing over a hill, the two of them stopped dead in their tracks.
On the hillside ahead, there are two figures.
The two were talking quietly and did not notice the arrival of Han Muye and Mu Wan.
"Cui Cui, if your grandfather and the others really don't agree with us being together, then forget it, I, I, will leave Shaoyuanling from now on."
The person who spoke was a young man from the Qinghu tribe, tall and strong, with a simple and honest face, and a somewhat dejected look on his face.
Beside him, the girl in a light pink dress shook her head and stared: "Shao Datian, how dare you start chaos and give up? Why didn't you just say let it go when you rolled the haystack with me?"
Hearing the girl's words, the young man from the Tiger tribe named Shao Datian panicked and said hurriedly: "Cui Cui, I, how could I do that? I, I'm just afraid. They said, I am from the Tiger tribe and you are from the Human tribe.
We, we can't..."
Before he finished speaking, a girl named Cuicui reached out and grabbed Shao Datian's collar: "Datian, let's elope."