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317. One day, the storm will rise, and the road will soar to the sky.

It was these messages that made Han Muye feel that Wen Mo Sheng's intentions were not small.

Fairy world?

Spirit-armored demon clan?

Even the wilderness realm or the fairyland realm.

Regarding the chaos in Tianxuan World, Wen Mo Sheng was not unable to control it, but in his opinion, it was not necessary.

The general trend is at hand, and a little chaos is irrelevant.

The caravan moved forward again, followed by the uneasy Shao Datian.

Mu Wan was in an empty carriage behind, taking care of Cuicui who had just woken up.

At this time, Cuicui's face looked painful and mixed with sadness, and her eyes were a little dull.

"Sister Mu, my first child is just gone?"

She looked at Mu Wan with a sad expression.

Mu Wan reached out and patted Cuicui on the shoulder, and said softly: "Every life comes with its own destiny."

"Perhaps, the opportunity has not come yet."

Looking at Cuicui, Mu Wan reached out and held her cold hand: "Girl, are you sure you are ready to be a mother?"

"I..." Cuicui looked confused.

she does not know.

She knows nothing.

She just wants to be with Shao Datian, and she just wants to have children and a family together.

She is just a girl with little experience, how can she think so long-term?

"You should rest first and slowly recuperate your body. The days ahead are still long. Maybe you can have ten or eight children that you won't even be able to take care of."

Mu Wan chuckled and turned her eyes forward.

Over there, Han Muye rode his horse.

The exhausted Cuicui nodded, leaned on the soft quilt, and fell asleep gently.

From Nanhuang to Zhongzhou, she suffered a lot even with Shao Datian's care.

Fortunately, you will be happy in the future.

The caravan stopped at a spacious place on the mountain road at noon. Mu Wan used the alchemy cauldron to prepare a mild decoction and asked Shao Datian to give it to Cuicui.

Shao DaTian thanked him profusely and asked for the spirit stone, but Mu Wan refused.

This bowl of medicine would not be enough for Shao Datian and the others to multiply their spiritual stones tenfold.

Jia Yang's face on the side was full of surprise.

He has practiced some alchemy.

In his opinion, Mu Wan's methods were at least at the level of an alchemy master.

Such a young alchemy master?

Xiao Chu just chuckled from the side.

He has become accustomed to whatever Mr. Makino and Fairy Muwan do.

Shao DaTian fed Cui Cui medicine and comforted Cui Cui.

"Don't worry Cuicui, Mr. Makino has agreed that I can be his guard along the way."

"You can sit comfortably in this big car."

"They are going to the Imperial City, how about we go to the Imperial City too?"

"When we get to the Imperial City, we will take all the spiritual stones and open a small shop."

"You said that shops in the Imperial City are expensive, so we open a small one, just this big."

Holding the bowl in one hand, Shao Datian opened his hands and made a gesture of a door less than three feet away.

"Is there such a big shop?" Cuicui's pale face showed a trace of blood, and she chuckled.

Seeing him smile, Shao Datian's face became more relaxed.

"Cui Cui, is the medicine bitter?"

Cuicui nodded, then shook her head.

"Datian, our child..."

"It's okay. From now on, we will have one baby every year for a hundred years." Shao Datian was about to break it with his fingers, but felt that he couldn't do it.

Cuicui just smiled, with tears in her eyes again.

When Shao Datian stepped out of the carriage, he heard someone muttering not far away.

The general meaning is that it is unlucky to take someone like Cuicui with you, not to mention occupying the big car.

Seeing Shao Datian looking towards him, the others stopped talking.

Shao Datian didn't say anything, but while the caravan was repairing, he went into the forest and hunted a yellow sheep weighing a hundred pounds.

In the evening, the aroma of roasted yellow sheep and mutton soup filled the air as the caravan stopped again.

At this time, many people had a much better attitude toward Shao Datian.

When it gets dark, Shao Datian will keep vigil for Han Muye and stand outside his tent.

Han Muye waved his hand and asked him to take care of Cuicui.

That night, Shao Datian walked back and forth many times outside Han Muye's tent and in front of Cuicui's cart.

In the tent, Mu Wan regretfully cleared away the waste elixirs in the elixir cauldron in front of him.

She raised her head and looked at Han Muye in front of her, and said softly: "Brother, is this method of using elixirs to seal the bloodline and protect the mother's body really feasible?"

Cuicui's failure to save her child was not entirely due to fatigue and fright. The key reason was that Cuicui's body could not withstand the condensation of blood power.

If this child takes shape, she will die from exhaustion of energy and blood.

On the way, Mu Wan discussed with Han Muye how to seal the bloodline.

But there are many disadvantages.

The first one is that if this child cannot awaken the power of his bloodline, or even degrades in all aspects, that is not a good thing.

Those big monks just wanted to deal with it, they had many methods.

How will little people like Cuicui and Shao Datian live in the future if their child is a freak?

Even the method of sealing the bloodline of divine beasts that Han Muye mastered cannot be used on mortals.

However, he deduced several methods of elixirs, which may be useful.

It's just that now Han Muye can't control his own power and can't make elixirs, so he can only let Mu Wan start the furnace.

Mu Wan's alchemy level is also at the level of a master, and he can also refine sixth-grade elixirs.

It's a pity that I still don't understand the deduced elixir well enough, so I couldn't refine it for a while.

"Take your time and go to the Imperial City. There are many masters of alchemy there. Let's talk with each other and you might get some inspiration."

Looking at Mu Wan, Han Muye comforted her softly.

Mu Wan's persistence in alchemy, coupled with her talent, in Han Muye's opinion, her future growth will definitely be good.

Mu Wan nodded, put away the alchemy furnace, and looked outside the tent.

Not far away, Shao Datian carefully put his head outside the carriage, as if listening to whether Cuicui was sleeping peacefully.

"I really envy them..."

Mu Wan lowered her head slightly and whispered: "The joys and sorrows of mortals, although difficult to describe, are real."

Unspeakable joy and sorrow.

Once you become a practitioner and embark on the path of spiritual practice, the stronger the power you can control, the less joy and sorrow you will feel.

"Sixth brother saw it all back then." Mu Wan chuckled and looked at Han Muye: "Does Zhihu know that you are back, senior brother?"

Han Muye nodded and said, "She knows."

"That girl has experienced a lot of killings in the secret realm. This is both a good thing and a bad thing for her future cultivation and growth. I hope she can take good care of her temperament in Bailu Mountain."

In fact, not only Huang Zhihu, but everyone in the Jiangge, as well as Tuoba Cheng and others from the Jiuxuan Sword Sect also knew about Han Muye's return.

It's just that this matter is hidden from outsiders.

Han Muye now wants to sharpen his mind in the world of mortals and does not want to be disturbed by the outside world.

Turning his head to look outside, Han Muye had a faint spiritual light flowing around him.

The caravan, the children of the aristocratic family, Shao Datian and Cuicui, these people who are like ants in the eyes of the great monks are all trying their best to live and strive for the happiness they can see.

Some of the children of the Xiao family gathered around the fire were silently calculating how much profit they could make from this transaction, while others took out books and recorded what happened along the way.

Keep learning, and maybe a few decades later, they will lead the team themselves.

Some of the guards and men were already asleep, while others were on alert.

This is their duty, running all the way for three meals and a salary.

The immortality that the great monks seek is just a dream to them.

The joys and sorrows in the world are different after all.

The caravan traveled for three days before arriving at Nanyuan City, the seat of Nanyuan County.

After all, this is where the county governor's office is located, and the city walls here are obviously much taller than those in Heze County.

There are many streets and shops in the city.

Compared with Heze County, Nanyuan City has fewer merchants and soldiers and many more Confucian scholars.

This is what a big city in Zhongzhou should look like.

When the caravan entered the city, Xiao Chu and Jia Yang were busy buying goods and selling some valuables.

If you rely solely on bringing various spiritual materials and elixirs from the Southern Wilderness back to the Imperial City, the profit will be much smaller.

Xiao Chu and others who are old caravans will sell some goods along the way that are not very profitable, but can complete transactions nearby.

In this way, the expenses along the way will be covered.

After going out for a walk, Jia Yang and Xiao Chu were in a good mood.

Nowadays, everything in Zhongzhou is prosperous. As long as you are willing to follow the trade route, you can earn spiritual stones.

They sold a lot of elixirs and spiritual materials they searched from the Southern Wilderness, and purchased a lot of supplies.

"We have rented two large ships, which can carry 300,000 kilograms of various materials."

In the inn restaurant, Xiao Chu and Jia Yang shared the table with Han Muye and Mu Wan while introducing the results of this trip.

Follow the Liuyu River and pass by Dongshan County on the way.

The supplies carried on the big ship are worthless in Nanyuan County, but they are worth twice as much in Dongshan County.

Because Dongshan County is lacking everything now.

Many sects were waiting at the dock with their spiritual stones in hand.

Even the Sheriff's Mansion of Dongshan County also scattered a lot of spirit stones.

Han Muye knew that Dongshan County did not lack spiritual stones, but it lacked people.

Nowadays, all kinds of prosperity in Dongshan County are just superficial and are meant to attract more people.

"Who is the leader of the Xiao family caravan?"

There was a sound at the door of the box.

A middle-aged man in a green robe stood there, cupping his hands and saluting.

Xiao Chu stood up.

This person is wearing the robe of a county magistrate official.

"Chen Sheng, the chief registrar of Nanyuan County, would like to ask shopkeeper Xiao to go to the governor's office." The middle-aged man in green robe bowed his hands to Xiao Chu, and then to Han Muye and others.

Sheriff's Mansion.

Xiao Chu looked solemn on his face, nodded, and walked out.

More than half an hour later, Xiao Chu returned, his expression even more solemn.

"The team escorted by the Sheriff's Mansion to the Imperial City must accompany us."

"Qian Yunong's death may involve the ups and downs of the Taoist sect."

Xiao Chu's words made Jia Yang's expression change.

"The Floating and Sinking Dao Sect? How come this behemoth is involved?"

The Floating and Sinking Dao Sect is a major sect among the nineteen counties in Zhongzhou, with its influence distributed in eight counties in the southeast.

There are many powerful people in the Heaven Realm of Fushen Dao Sect, among whom the top masters are said to be able to overwhelm an entire county.

For countless years, there was not much interaction between the Ups and Downs Taoist Sect and the imperial dynasty, and they were considered submissive to the rule of Confucianism and Taoism.

But except for the Imperial City, which can suppress such large sects, no one else dares to touch them.

The Floating and Sinking Taoist Sect was submissive to the Confucian and Taoist rule of the imperial dynasty, but that did not mean that there were no small tricks.

At least what Jia Yang knew was that among the eight counties in the southeast, one or two counties had unclear ties to the Fushen Taoist Sect.

"Can we participate in such a big event?" Jia Yang looked at Xiao Chu with a hint of fear on his face.

Xiao Chu shook his head and looked at Han Muye: "Mr. Makino, in this case, you, Fairy Muwan and Shopkeeper Jia will take another big boat and leave."

"I will lead the Xiao family caravan and set off one day first."

Jia Yang opened his mouth but did not speak.

"Do you think this will attract the attention of the Floating and Sinking Dao Sect?" Han Muye shook his head slightly and said calmly: "For the Floating and Sinking Dao Sect, it will intercept one ship or two ships."

How can it be possible to act in a big way without having a big spirit?

If he really wants to take action, it will be like thunder.

Xiao Chu's expression showed solemnity and he whispered: "I also know what the young master said, but I, the Xiao family, cannot refuse this task."

The Xiao family is a dynasty family and cannot refuse such an escort mission.

After enjoying the prosperity of the dynasty, we naturally have to bear its responsibilities.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and looked outside the restaurant.

"Perhaps Nanyuan County just wants to drag your Xiao family into trouble?"

Drag the Xiao family into the water.

Xiao Chu nodded.

This is a conspiracy.

"Let's set off together tomorrow. I'm also curious about what methods Fushen Daozong will use."

Han Muye stood up, shook his head, and walked down the restaurant.

Jia Yang looked at the backs of Han Muye and Mu Wan and whispered: "Brother Xiao, this time our lives may all depend on this Mr. Muye."

With the strength of them and the caravan, how could they possibly touch the Floating and Sinking Dao Sect?

This is to make it clear that they will die, and then induce the power behind them to entangle with the Taoist Sect.

Fortunately, outsiders didn't know about this trip, and they were accompanied by Han Muye.

"Tell me, what is the identity of Mr. Makino? What is his cultivation level?" Jia Yang looked at Xiao Chu.

Xiao Chu shook his head.

He really doesn't know.

Fortunately, Han Muye did not show any fear towards the Fushen Dao Sect's interception, which made him feel a little relieved.

Early the next morning, the caravan left the city and headed straight to the Liuyu River.

When we arrived at the pier, two thirty-foot-long ships had already docked.

The caravan carried the goods onto the big ship, then hoisted the sails and the two big ships sailed upstream.

On both sides of the river bank, there are green willows like smoke, clear blue waves, and stretches of spiritual fields.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Standing side by side with Mu Wan on the bow of the boat, Han Muye's aura was calm, as if he were a mortal.

"Mountains connect the sky and the earth, and in the blue waves, the only ups and downs are..." Han Muye murmured in his mouth.

"How about floating and sinking only in the turbid waves?" A voice came from the deck behind him.

Han Muye turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing a green robe and chains hanging at his feet, walking slowly.

The iron locks jingled.

"In the turbid waves? How can such clear river water be turbid?" Han Muye shook his head and said lightly: "It's inappropriate."

Hearing Han Muye's words, the middle-aged man laughed and pointed around: "Look at this vast spiritual field, how much of it is eaten by the people?"

"The blue waves and clear waves are really so clear?"

"Where does clarity come from in this world?"

Han Muye turned to look at him, his eyes narrowed.

"No wonder."

Shaking his head, Han Muye showed a cold look on his face: "It turns out that you are a Taoist who converted from Confucianism to Taoism, so you feel that the world is muddy and you want to get rid of it and return to Taoism."

After hearing his words, the middle-aged face showed a look of pride.

"I have seen clearly that Confucianism and Taoism are corrupt. I, Qian Yunong, have abandoned Confucianism and embraced Taoism. I will surely live a long and happy life in the future."

Qian Yunong, Magistrate of Heze County.

Colluded with the ups and downs of Taoism and sold military supplies.

Han Muye's eyes fell on Qian Yunong's face.

"I don't care about other things. I'm just curious. Kong Chaode is also a talented person. Why do you want to harm his family?"

Kong Chaode!

Qian Yunong's expression changed and he stared at Han Muye.

After a long time, he shook his head: "Kong Rong's talent is not inferior to mine. He is too meticulous. I really can't tolerate him."

This is true.

Kong Chaode could plan a county and help the army move food and grass. What Qian Yunong wanted to do could not be hidden.

"In your eyes, the life and death of a family are so understated?"

Han Muye spoke in a low voice.

Qian Yunong glanced at him, turned around and left.

"The general trend is mine, why bother to say more?"

"I will continue your poem for you."

"The mountains are connected to the sky and the earth, and the waves rise and fall only in the turbid waves. One day, the wind and clouds will rise, and the road will soar to the sky."

Swinging to the sky?

A glimmer of bright light flashed in Han Muye's eyes.

This Floating and Sinking Dao Sect really dares to think about dividing the power of the Heavenly Dao of Zhongzhou?

"Wow——"

In the water, a figure rushed out.

"Sir, there are many fish at the bottom of the water, many and very big." Shao Datian, holding a nearly three-foot-large fish in his hand, shouted in a low voice.

Mu Wan frowned when she saw the fish.

"Phoenix-tailed carp? It has passed the breeding season for the phoenix-tailed carp. Why are there still phoenix-tailed carps in the Liuyu River?"

Shao Datian shook his head, looked at the big fish in his hand and said, "Underwater, it's all there."


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