His alchemy cultivation is profound and unpredictable, and he can guide Qin Wuyuan with spiritual empowerment.
With cultivation in Confucianism and Taoism, he can become a god with one word and suppress the eight counties in the southeast of Tianxuan.
These two points are enough to attract the attention of all the great powers in Tianxuan.
What's more, judging from the opening of Danyuan Pavilion that day, behind Han Muye, there was not only the Imperial City Academy, but also Wen Xiang.
The sage of Tianxuan Confucianism and Taoism!
With the support of Wen Xiang, who in the Tianxuan world dares to underestimate Han Muye?
For Han Muye, Mu Wan was an extremely important person and the Taoist companion in his heart.
In this world, no one can hurt Mu Wan.
As a swordsman, the sword in your hand is to protect everything that belongs to you.
Seeing Han Muye's expression, Qin Suyang chuckled, invited him to the back hall, and then softly introduced the origin of Baili Xinglin.
Yuhong Realm and Tianxuan World have been in alliance for tens of thousands of years, and the two parties have many contacts.
Of course, only the great monks of the Imperial City knew about this.
The world of Tianxuan is suppressed by the voices of Confucianism and Taoism, and the realm of Yuhong also has saints of alchemy and Taoism.
However, unlike Tianxuan, which is hidden deep in the void and is difficult for outsiders to detect, the Yuhong Realm has always been invaded by alien beasts from the void and many powerful worlds.
The reason for forming an alliance with Tianxuan World is precisely because Tianxuan World is willing to send strong men to rescue the Yuhong Realm.
"The saints in the Yuhong Realm have become saints through alchemy and are not good at attacking. Over the past tens of thousands of years, I, the great monk Tianxuan, have gone to the Yuhong Realm to rescue them six times."
"Xiang Wen personally took action thousands of years ago."
Qin Suyang looked solemn on his face and said in a low voice: "That attack also attracted many outside forces to spy on Tianxuan."
"Among them, countless powerful people have descended on the fairy world."
Thousands of years ago?
No wonder Tianxuan World was peaceful ten thousand years ago, but within ten thousand years it was suddenly attacked by powerful enemies many times.
The Shi Heng Dao Sect from the fairy world came with all the strength of the sect.
No matter how you say it, the Tianxuan World is home to great cultivators who have conquered countless realms in the past.
It’s just that I don’t know who those great monks lost to, and eventually the space passages everywhere in the Tianxuan world were closed.
Han Muye controlled the body of the mythical beast to wander in the void, and gained a better understanding of the dangers of the void world.
In the endless void, I really don’t know when I will suddenly encounter a powerful enemy.
Last time, he encountered a starry sky beast, which at least had the power to transform into a god. It took a lot of effort to mobilize the power of the beast to seriously injure it, and finally allowed it to escape.
This also made Han Muye understand that strength alone is not enough.
It also requires precise control of power.
He returned to the mortal world of Tianxuan World to refine his heart, just so that he could hone enough mental strength and be able to finely control the body of the divine beast.
If one could really fully control the power of the divine beast, the transformed divine beast would not be able to withstand a claw.
"What is the relationship between the Yuhong Realm and my junior sister?" Han Muye's eyes revealed a glint, and there was a faint sword intent surging in his body.
really!
Qin Suyang's eyes twitched slightly.
Back in the main hall of the Medicine Department, Baili Xinglin pointed out that the Grand Master Makino in front of him must be a strong swordsman.
At this time, it seems that it is not false at all.
"Ten thousand years ago, the direct disciple of the Saint from the Yuhong Realm came to the Tianxuan World to ask for help, but was besieged and killed by countless powerful people from other worlds. Although the message for help was sent to her, she herself also died in the Tianxuan World."
"It is said that his remnant soul was reincarnated in the Tianxuan world, but it has never been confirmed."
Disciple of the saint?
Han Muye frowned.
It's not such a coincidence, right?
"Haha, Commander Baili just found out that Mu Xiaoyou has the bloodline of his senior sister, so he got closer to you."
"She asked me to tell you this because she was afraid you would misunderstand."
Qin Suyang looked at Han Muye and spoke softly.
Every strong man who can become a great monk has experienced countless calculations.
Mu Wan is a person close to Han Muye. If she is held by an outsider, it will be a great threat to Han Muye.
"I want to see Baili take charge in person." Han Muye pondered for a moment and then spoke in a deep voice.
Qin Suyang nodded and said, "I will arrange it."
After saying that, he looked at Han Muye and whispered: "Can you spread the technique of refining the psychic continuation pulse pill into cloud pill?"
Spread the method of refining the Spiritual Pulse Renewal Pill?
According to the rule in the alchemy inheritance, if a certain method is widely spread, it must become the ancestor of a method.
Many alchemy methods are named after their creators.
Han Muye made a sudden move and looked at Qin Suyang: "The war in the Wuyuan Realm is not going well?"
Qin Suyang nodded.
He was not surprised at all that Han Muye knew about the war in the Resentment-Free Realm.
Han Muye's shop opens, Wen Xiang comes to visit, what secrets are there in the Tianxuan world that he cannot know?
"The army of one million has just been formed, and the damage is not small."
"The incense in the world of no resentment can lead to enlightenment, and cultivation can be achieved quickly. Although Wuhou designed to kill several of its top experts, he still could not achieve a great victory."
Qin Suyang's face showed a hint of gloom, and there was a trace of evil aura looming on his body.
The Tongue Sword Su Yang was also a strong man who roamed the void back then.
"In this Alchemy Conference, we are preparing to advance to the front line to cooperate with the war in the Wushu Realm."
"For those who perform well enough in alchemy, we are going to send them to the Yuhong Realm to practice for a hundred years."
"The alchemy inheritance in the Yuhong Realm is a hundred times better than my Tianxuan."
Qin Suyang said that in order to cooperate with the war in the Wuyuan Realm, the Tianxuan Alchemy Conference marched with the army.
He asked Han Muye to spread the cloud elixir method of the Soul Renewal Pulse Pill, just so that all the alchemy cultivators participating in the alchemy conference could master this alchemy method.
Because the Cloud Pill has not gone through the Thunder Tribulation, it will not cause turmoil in the power of heaven and earth.
In this way, the elixir can be collected and refined outside the realm.
This kind of cloud-shaped elixir is also more suitable for refining seriously injured generals.
"As long as you can teach this alchemy technique, the Alchemy Department can grant you an honorary seat in charge, free access to the library, and name this cloud elixir technique after you."
Being the honorary head of the Alchemy Department and having free access to the library is a huge temptation.
In addition, you can give a name to the technique of forming an elixir, and its name will be passed down through the ages.
Han Muye cultivated Confucianism and Taoism, and the accumulation of popularity in Alchemy Taoism was even more terrifying.
Qin Suyang looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.
It was impossible for Han Muye to refuse.
Indeed, Han Muye was not prepared to refuse this deal.
"I will burn the brand-new psychic pulse-continuing elixir recipe and the cloud elixir method on the jade slips." Han Muye turned to look at Qin Suyang and said softly: "However, when naming this technique, don't use my name."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Let's call it Danyuange Alchemy Technique."
Han Muye came under a pseudonym and there was no need to become famous at all.
Mu Wan is young and has little cultivation, so becoming famous is not a good thing.
It would be better to name this alchemy after Danyuan Pavilion, as long as it is popular and can benefit from it.
Naming it after this is also a commemoration of the mortal love between myself and Mu Wan.
Is it equivalent to a gift of love?
Although Qin Suyang had a strange look in his eyes, he still nodded.
Although there are few alchemy techniques named after alchemy shops, they are still there.
Many people consider benefits rather than reputation.
Han Muye took out a blank jade slip, penetrated it with his spiritual thoughts, and continuously condensed it to create an everlasting jade slip of inheritance.
Qin Suyang took the jade slip with both hands and bowed slightly: "Thank you, Mr. Mu, for preaching."
The inheritance of alchemy can flourish only because countless seniors in alchemy have no selfish intentions and pass on their own understanding.
What Han Muye did today is the same, and he deserves to be called Mr. Mu by Qin Suyang.
Thousands of copies of this jade slip will be made and sent to various places under the jurisdiction of the Alchemy Division, so that all alchemists can practice it.
All alchemy cultivators in the world who use this method to create elixirs must respect Mr. Yiyi.
As for this jade slip carved by Han Muye himself, it will be sent to the classics library for collection.
Han Muye did not stay at the Qin family for long.
Now that he knew why Baili Xinglin wanted to invite Mu Wan, he was relieved.
When he meets Baili Xinglin in person next time, he wants to see if this Half Saint of Alchemy, one of the directors of the Alchemy Department, really has no malicious intent.
When leaving Qin's house and returning to Danyuan Pavilion, Han Muye looked around.
In the upper part of the imperial city, there are towering pavilions everywhere, which are grand and solemn.
Endless spiritual energy and purple human eyes have condensed into a sky curtain.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers emerge on the sky, showing the vastness of the world.
Having lived in this world for a long time, naturally my heart is filled with the imprint of the Great Dao.
Deep in the high pavilion of that building is the imperial palace, the pinnacle of secular power of the Tianxuan Dynasty.
Many of the Tianxuan royal family live there.
Even though the royal family is dispensable to the people of Zhongzhou, as a symbol of secular power, the imperial palace is still at the center of the imperial city.
The side of the palace should be where Wen Xiang lives, right?
Han Muye withdrew his gaze and walked forward quickly.
He had no intention of visiting Prime Minister Wen's Mansion.
There were not many pedestrians on Yuyuan Street, and even if there were, they would be in a hurry just like Han Muye.
In the upper city, where are the idle people?
The running carriages and horses are either tall or tight.
Many of them are carts pulled by exotic animals, with family marks on the frames.
These frames look extremely extraordinary, and many of them have flashes of spiritual light, and the isolation formation is activated in them.
It's just that Han Muye doesn't know much about the big families in the imperial city, and he has no interest in making friends with them.
"parking."
An Aoki car parked beside Han Muye.
Han Muye turned around to see where the car curtain was opened, and Yun Duan looked at him with a cold face.
"Get in the car." Yun Dang said coldly.
Han Muye pondered for a moment, then stepped onto the carriage and entered the carriage.
The interior of the carriage is simple and has a light fragrance.
Wearing a blue brocade robe and a jade crown, Yun Du sat on one side. There were scrolls and ink on the small wooden table in the middle.
The carriages and horses moved forward without any disturbance in the carriage.
Yun Duan looked up at Han Muye, with a flash of light in her eyes like fire.
"Tell me, did you and my sister have anything going on that night on the Jinchuan Fairy Boat?" Yun Dang finished speaking, clenched her fists, and stared at Han Muye.
There was undisguised anger on Yun Dang's face, as if Han Muye dared to lie, she would punch him.
Han Muye shook his head and said calmly: "I only read the book for one night."
"Seriously?" Yun Dang's eyes did not move.
Han Muye nodded.
"My sister is the most beautiful woman in Jinchuan. Even in the imperial city, there is no one more beautiful than her. Is she not as good as your junior sister?" Yun Dang said in a low voice with a cold face.
She had met Han Muye's junior sister.
Although she is also beautiful, dignified and pure, she is not as beautiful as her sister Princess Yunjin.
Princess Yunjin is so beautiful and she is the legitimate daughter of King Qi. Could it be that she is not as good as an ordinary female nun?
Yun Duan's face showed disbelief and a hint of unwillingness.
Han Muye's originally plain expression slowly turned serious.
There seemed to be a force as strong as the abyss stirring in him.
If this power is activated, it will probably burn everyone clean.
Outside the carriage, there was a slight cough.
The jade crown on the cloud satin head in the carriage flashed.
Yun Ding did not expect that Han Muye would be so powerful that even his own protective treasures would be activated.
She also didn't expect that Han Muye would be so intense. There was an emotion in his eyes that made his heart palpitate.
Did you say it wrong yourself?
Shrinking slightly, Yun Duan looked at Han Muye stubbornly.
Han Muye suppressed the surging power and looked at Yun Duan.
"Junior sister and I have only known each other since we were from the same school."
"She is an innocent person and only has the Tao of Alchemy in her heart."
"Junior sister has dedicated a lot for me."
"For me, love in this world does not mean that all women get close based on sex."
"Junior sister and I are kindred spirits."
Han Muye seemed to be talking to Yun Dang, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
The expression on Yun Sang's face on the opposite side kept changing as she stared at Han Muye.
"Princess Yunjin is extremely beautiful and has a rare intelligence in the world, but that's not why I should fall in love with her."
"For the same reason, she doesn't need to keep me in her heart."
"When we meet in the world of mortals, we are all passers-by. The origin and end of each other are matters of the heart."
The aura on Han Muye slowly turned into peace.
Yun Duan opposite him slowly sat back down.
"You had no intention, why did you leave so much in the first place..." She whispered, but did not finish her sentence, just shook her head.
There was silence in the carriage for a moment.
Yun Duan raised her head and glanced at Han Muye, her eyes moved slightly and her eyes lit up.
"You are right, meeting is fate."
She pushed forward the pen and paper on the small table in front of her, and said with a smile: "We have such a close fate, please help me write some imperial poems."
Imperial poem?
Han Muye frowned.
In Zhongzhou, Confucianism and Taoism suppressed the Tao of Heaven, and all poems and articles were consistent with the Tao of Heaven.
Outside Jinchuan, he turned his sword into poetry and was able to kill thirty thousand sword cultivators.
In the Northern Territory, Banque Emperor Shici directly killed the great monks of that year.
If he really takes up the pen and writes an imperial poem now, I am afraid that the spiritual energy will gather on the spot, and the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth will be sensed, and it is possible to overthrow the Tianxuan Dynasty.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Taking a look at Yun Satin, Han Muye shook his head.
This girl is still ignorant and fearless.
"You, please help me just once." Yun Dang pressed her hands on the small table and leaned close to Han Muye.
"You have helped my sister write so many poems, and you still said, "Look at the red wet spots at dawn..."
Looking closer, Han Muye could see the agility in Yun Duan's eyes.
A light fragrance enters the nose.
Han Muye remained unmoved.
"In this case, you write an imperial poem for me, and I," Yun Duan came closer, almost touching Han Muye's cheek, and whispered, "I'll wear women's clothes and show it to you."
Han Muye's eyes fell on Yun Duan's body approaching him.
This girl is the biological sister of Princess Yunjin. Although her appearance is young, she is no worse than Yunjin.
If she were to wear women's clothing and have a beautiful face, she might be better than Yun Jin.
However, as the eldest son of Prince Qi, he may be adopted as the heir apparent to Emperor Tianxuan. I’m afraid he won’t be able to wear women’s clothes too many times in his life, right?
Even if she became an empress, she would still have to wear a robe and it would be impossible to dress like a woman.
"Why do you have to ask for imperial poems?" Han Muye raised his hand and put it on Yun Duan's shoulder, pushed her back, and asked with a frown.
"You also know my current identity, right?" There was a hint of complexity on Yun Satin's face, she sat back and spoke softly.
Han Muye nodded.
"I don't want to be the prince, and I don't want to be the prince either." Yun Dang hugged her knees, curled up slightly, and lowered her head.
"But for the sake of my father and my sister, I can only fight for the position of crown prince."
"If not, my sister will be married off to the dragon clan of the East China Sea."
Yun Duan raised her head and looked at Han Muye: "I don't want my sister to marry in the distant East China Sea."
Although there are rumors in the imperial city that the Crown Prince of Qi may succeed him as the crown prince, it is not certain.
At least there are several people in the royal family who can compete with Yun Satin.
Some of those people became famous at a young age, were prudent and steady, and some had extraordinary cultivation and suppressed one party with their fighting power.
If the royal family hadn't had the intention of using Bailu Mountain to shake the foundation of Confucianism and Taoism, I'm afraid it would never have been Yun Dang's turn to be the heir apparent.
Today Yun Duan went to a party and was invited by an elder of the royal family.
There are other members of the same race among them.
Being famous at this party will be very helpful in fighting for the throne.
On the other hand, if you are suppressed, your own chances will be greatly damaged.
Yun Duan looked up at Han Muye, with a hint of hope in her eyes.
It's not that she is really ignorant, it's just that she and Han Muye were acquainted at first, and she felt that her sister was naturally closer to him because of something.
But this closeness was not a bargaining chip for her to blackmail Han Muye.
She was unsure whether Han Muye was willing to help her.
After all, for people like Han Muye, there are not many things in the world that can tempt them.
My elder sister has always been extremely obsessed with Han Muye's poetry annotations, and has recited them every day for these years.
Many of the literary names of Grandmaster Han Mu of Bailu Mountain came from the Yunjin Immortal Boat.
Han Muye pondered for a moment and turned his gaze outside the car window.
The carriage traveled very fast and had already reached the middle city, not far from Guanyueli.
He reached out and picked up the ink pen.
"After I finish writing, you can memorize it silently."
Han Muye spoke in a low voice.
Yun Satin looked happy and nodded hurriedly.
Han Muye's brush strokes are like dragons.
"The strong wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, the Weijia sea is returning home, and the warriors are here to guard the four directions!"
Yun Duan muttered silently, eyes widening.
In the poem, the heroic spirit of an emperor looking down upon the world overflows onto the page.
The golden aura of awe-inspiring spewed out from the page, seeming to rush out of the carriage and straight into the sky.
A purple aura of human hope on Han Muye's body turned into a curtain of light, restraining the awe-inspiring aura.
"Since the royal family has the intention to shake Wen Mo Sheng, it must seek out strong men to gather together, and has the intention to recruit strong men to suppress the four sides."
"This poem can only be recited, not spoken, and everyone who understands it will understand it."
Han Muye put down his pen and looked at Yun Duan: "Have you written it down?"
Yun Duan nodded hurriedly.
Han Muye folded the paper in front of him and put it in his pocket.
This poem contains the aura of an emperor, and it is written for the first time. It has the power of heaven and it is a very powerful cultural treasure.
Most of the cultural treasures in the world come from this.
Putting away the paper, Han Muye prepared to get out of the car.
Yun Duan rolled her eyes and reached out to pull Han Muye's sleeves.
"Master Han, I told you. If you write a poem for me, I'll show it to you in women's clothing." Yun Dang came forward with a smile in her eyes.
"Don't leave yet, I'll change my clothes and show you."
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to pull off her clothes.
When the collar is pulled open, a neck as white as jade can be seen.
Looking up, she saw Han Muye's eyes falling on her, with a smile in his eyes. Yun Satin's face turned red, and she wrapped her collar around her, then grabbed Han Muye's sleeves and didn't let go.
"I forgot to bring women's clothes today. Next time, next time I will wear them..."
"In this case, you write another song for me, and I'll show it to you in two outfits."
"How about writing another one? I'll show it to you in the light clothes on the fairy boat."
"Write another one, I won't..."
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When Han Muye got off the car at the side of Guanyueli Avenue, there was a silver bell-like laughter coming from the car as it drove away.
Han Muye chuckled and shook his head, but the smile on his face slowly faded.
From the rebellion of the Taomen in the eight southeastern counties to the undisguised dissent of the royal family, the Tianxuan world seems to be overthrowing Wen Mo Sheng's suppression everywhere.
But Han Muye knew that how could the position of a saint be shattered so easily?
In this world, the only people who can hurt saints are saints.
It is impossible for Wen Mo Sheng to be ignorant of what happened in Tian Xuanzhong.
Is he really incapable of getting away by being so indifferent, or does he have other plans?
Walking slowly back to Danyuan Pavilion, Han Muye reached the roadside and saw Cuicui running over with an anxious face.
"Sir, please save Da Tian, Da Tian, he has been detained!"