Before the palm of the shaggy-headed old man reached down, it seemed to be frozen directly by the sword light.
The old man's complexion changed slightly and he changed the angle of his palms.
But for some reason, the edge of Han Muye's long sword was blocked in front of him again.
In one breath, the shadow of his palm transformed thousands of times, but he could never get rid of the sword in front of him.
The expression on the old man's face turned solemn.
Yu Tianming, who originally looked joking, also changed his expression and sat up straight.
Around him, figures fell down one after another, staring at the old man's palm.
Han Muye's sword was so fast that no matter how hard the old man tried to strike, he could not succeed.
"Good swordsmanship!" A middle-aged Taoist wearing a green robe and a golden hair crown spoke in a low voice, his eyes flashing with golden light.
Needless to say?
The shaggy-headed old man seemed to be impatient. He snorted coldly, a bloody spiritual light appeared in his palm, and then pressed down on the sword in front.
The expression on Han Muye's face remained unchanged, and the sword edge did not retreat at all, but was straight towards the palm of his hand.
"Okay." At this moment, a voice sounded.
All the power in the entire hall was frozen, and the old man stretched out his hand but could no longer pass it over.
Han Muye's sword also stayed in place.
An old man wearing a light yellow robe slowly walked into the hall. Looking at the imprisoned old man with a shaggy head, he frowned, waved his sleeves, and swept his body onto a large wooden chair a few feet away.
His eyes fell on the spiritual fruit tree held in Han Muye's palm, a strange color flashed across his face, and he stretched out his hand to pick the fruit.
Only when he reached out his palm, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
At some point, Han Muye's long sword blocked his palm.
No, Han Muye's sword is also imprisoned and cannot be moved again.
He took his palm back and saw that the sword in Han Muye's hand had not moved.
When he stretched out his palm again, he felt like he was hitting the sword's edge again.
Three times in a row, the old man in robe slowly closed his hands with a solemn look on his face.
With a soft sound, everyone in the hall returned to their original state.
But at this time, everyone's look at Han Muye changed.
Although they are imprisoned, they can feel that they are not deprived.
They all saw the process in which the old man in yellow robe had his palm blocked and had to retreat after three attempts.
"Good swordsmanship."
Yu Tianming sighed softly.
The old man in yellow robe nodded.
"I don't dare." Han Muye bowed slightly towards the old man in yellow robe and said, "I don't dare to be in front of the Taoist ancestors."
Daozu.
This old man's cultivation has clearly surpassed the realm of heaven and transcended the reincarnation of cause and effect.
Although he is not a Heavenly Lord, he already has some ability to control the power of heaven and earth.
The way to imprison everything in the hall just now is to control the way of heaven and earth with one's own power.
"Fellow Daoist Han, this is Yuntai Daozu, the leader of Jinming Dao Sect."
Yu Tianming looked at Han Muye and said softly.
It was indeed what I thought.
Han Muye nodded, bowed to Yuntai Taoist, and handed over the spiritual fruit tree in his hand.
This can be regarded as his gift from Jin Ming Dao Sect.
Yuntai Taoist laughed, reached out to take the fruit tree, and then looked at Han Muye.
"I have seen many sword cultivators in the world, and you are the first one with your level of swordsmanship instead of being a Taoist." A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of Yuntai Taoist, and it disappeared in a flash.
Han Muye bowed and said, "Thank you for the compliment, senior. I still have a long way to go."
In front of the Taoist ancestors, necessary respect is still required.
Han Muye came to Jinke Star to have his own support, but he never thought about fighting Jinming Daozong.
He was seeking the Hushan Formation.
Yuntai Daozu laughed, asked Han Muye to sit down, and walked to the top position.
The other arriving figures also sat down. The shaggy-haired old man's eyes fell on the spiritual fruit tree held in the palm of Yuntai Taoist Ancestor, with a look of longing on his face.
"Little friend Han, you want to leave Wanhe Sword Sect and go to the Ancient God Medicine Garden, and then you come to Jinke Star to strengthen the sect's formation, right?"
Yuntai Daozu sat down, looked at Han Muye, and spoke softly.
Han Muye nodded.
The purpose of his coming was naturally clear to Jinming Daozong.
The previous attempts to make things difficult were just tests.
Yuntai Daozu raised his hand, and the fruits from the spiritual fruit tree in front of him flew down. There were several in front of everyone in the hall.
The others stretched out their hands to catch it and explore it carefully, while the shaggy-haired old man couldn't wait to stuff the spirit fruit into his mouth and chew it.
"Well, the power of the wooden veins is extremely pure, not inferior to the fifth-grade elixir."
"Hey, the power of this golden vein is so strong..."
While chewing and muttering, the shaggy-haired old man finished the spiritual fruit in his hand in just a moment, and couldn't help but look up at others.
When the others saw him looking over, they hurriedly put away the spiritual fruits in their hands, then sat still with their eyes, nose, nose and heart in mind.
The Yuntai Taoist at the head chuckled and said, "Li Zhongjing, can you tell what's different about this spiritual fruit?"
Hearing his words, the shaggy-headed old man nodded and shook his head.
Looking at Han Muye, the shaggy-headed old man said: "Isn't this method of yours not only a way to induce birth?"
Han Muye smiled and nodded.
Excitement flashed across the face of the shaggy-haired old man, and he moved directly in front of Han Muye: "Let me tell you, how can it be so pure just to induce birth?"
"Tell me, what method did you use to separate spiritual energy and medicinal power? I have long wanted to work on elixirs and change the methods of alchemy, but I have never been able to find it..."
The old man named Li Zhongjing had already ignored others and reached out to pull Han Muye's sleeve to talk.
Han Muye, a practitioner like him who is obsessed with one thing and forgets about external objects, has met many people.
The path of spiritual practice becomes more and more wonderful because of the more practitioners who practice it diligently.
Han Muye chuckled and whispered softly: "I just used the alchemy method to refine the spiritual fruit in advance when it was growing."
"It's better to say it's a fruit than an elixir."
The method of alchemy!
Li Zhongjing stared at Han Muye with his eyes wide open, muttering something he didn't know what to say, but he was so crazy.
Seeing him like this, the Yuntai Taoist at the head raised his hand and made his figure disappear, and he disappeared to no one's know where he went.
"My little friend is laughing at me. I, the elder of the Jinming Dao Sect, am obsessed with alchemy and am a little carried away."
Yuntai Daozu spoke out, and several others also shook their heads.
Li Zhongjing's behavior made them somewhat embarrassed.
"This senior admires his devotion to alchemy." Han Muye cupped his hands with a sincere expression.
His attitude made everyone nod.
Yuntai Daozu took a look around, and then said: "Little friend Han, since you are going to the Ancient Divine Medicine Garden, why not stay with me, Jinming Daozu?"
Speaking of this, he added: "This Taoist ancestor will arrange for someone to attend to your sect's formation."
Let’s talk about partners first, and then talk about formations. It’s not a matter of choice, but it’s a matter of choice.
But for Han Muye, there is nothing wrong with going to the Ancient God Medicine Garden with the practitioners on Jinke Planet.
He only looks for the elixir he needs, and everyone gets what they want.
Seeing Han Muye agree, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly relaxed.
Yuntai Taoist Patriarch held a banquet, and Han Muye communicated with a group of great monks who had at least left their bodies in the heavenly realm.
Among them was Shen Zongming, the formation elder whose formation was broken by Han Muye.
Shen Zongming was deeply worried about Han Muye destroying the gate of Jinxuan Dao Gate with one sword, causing him to destroy the gate.
During the banquet, he was rude to Han Muye.
Han Muye didn't bother to be indifferent and directly pointed out several flaws in the formation he deployed at Jinxuan Dao Sect.
Although Han Muye is not very proficient in formations, with his full level understanding, he can still find flaws as long as he deduce them.
Shen Zongming was not convinced and arranged several formations outside the banquet, but Han Muye pointed out the flaws in each of them.
For a moment, there was an uproar inside and outside the hall, Shen Zongming's face turned pale, and his Taoism was almost unstable.
According to Han Muye, he came to ask Jin Ming Dao Sect to set up a formation because he lacked enough materials and believed in Jin Ming Dao Sect's strength. It didn't mean that he couldn't arrange it.
In fact, he was bragging.
Not to mention the spiritual materials needed to set up a mountain-protecting formation, it would take half a year to a year. How could he have that time?
Besides, if you ask him to actually operate it, he may not be able to compare with Shen Zongming.
After returning to Wanhe Sword Sect from Jin Ming Dao Sect, Han Muye went into seclusion again.
This time, he combined his various killing methods and checked the items that could be used in the Ancient God Medicine Garden.
The clone of the mythical beast possesses extraordinary power and is now fully under control. The combat power displayed is terrifying.
Han Muye dared to go directly to the Jinming Dao Sect because he now had control over the power of the divine beast.
If you really want to disagree, you can directly release the clones of the divine beasts. Not only can you crush those great cultivators who have transformed into gods, but they are also not powerless to fight back in front of the transformed gods and even the Taoist ancestors.
The power of Jin Kexing's great avenue cannot suppress Baxia, a mythical beast that can carry an entire world on his back.
In addition to his extremely powerful body, Han Muye also has several swords that he carries with him.
Lingbao Wanhe Sword Box, Dao Sword Mountain.
There are also many swords of other magic weapon levels.
Sword Pills can even form Zhoutian Sword Formation.
With such a tyrannical force gathered together, as long as he did not directly confront the Tao Ancestor in the medicine garden, he was sure to win.
As for Taozu entering the medicine garden, it is unlikely.
Because the various arrangements in the medicine garden are also dangerous to Dao Ancestor.
Taoist ancestors are very powerful, but they are rarely willing to put themselves in danger.
There are not many Taoist ancestors in the world who would go into danger for the sake of magical medicine.
After bringing all kinds of killing weapons, Han Muye put the grass whip into the sword box on his back.
He wrapped a layer of wood power around the grass whip and dressed it up as a wooden sword.
This is to prevent the imperial envoy from being recognized and coveted when he is driving the whip.
I'm sure someone will recognize this treasure.
The real body's cultivation level is still at the peak of out-of-body cultivation, and it is constantly suppressed just waiting to break into the spirit form. This clone's spiritual cultivation level is at its peak of out-of-body cultivation.
This level of cultivation is neither too high nor too low for the experts from all walks of life who are exploring the ancient divine medicine garden.
Not everyone has great monks who have left their bodies.
A month later, Han Muye flew away.
As for the ten disciples of Wanhe Sword Sect, they had already set off to gather on Jinke Planet.
When Han Muye arrived in the void, the flying boat of the Jinming Dao Sect had already docked and was waiting.
Li Zhongjing, who was neatly dressed, saw Han Muye coming and greeted him with a smile.
Seeing the two of them walking into the cabin, other members of the sect on Jinke Planet had strange expressions on their faces.
Madman Li Zhongjing of Jinming Daozongdan is a madman. Who can be welcomed by him?
Although the Wanhe Sword Sect disciples on the ship knew about Han Muye, they would not tell anyone else.
There are only ten disciples from Wanhe Sword Sect, and they are still the highest-ranked disciples of Jindan. No one thinks highly of them, and they are not even willing to say a word.
Han Muye entered the cabin. Not only did Li Zhongjing come from Jin Ming Dao Sect, but there were also two leader elders, Jin Yangzheng, an elder at the second level of transformation, and Wu Xuetao, an elder at the seventh level who had left the body.
Several people greeted each other, and Elder Jin Yangzheng introduced the various forces that would enter the medicine garden this time.
There will be three major Taoist factions with Tianzun in charge, including the Tianmu Taoist Sect on Muyun Star, the Wanchen Taoist Sect on Wanchen Star, and the Qiyang Sword Sect on Qiyang Star.
When Jin Yangzheng mentioned the arrival of the Demon Sect forces, Han Muye was slightly stunned.
Among the four demon kings under Ancestral Demon Tianzun, the Sky-Treading Demon King and the Earth-Suppressing Great Sage will arrive.
"The devil is cunning and cruel, so be careful if you encounter him." Jin Yangzheng thought that Han Muye was surprised by the arrival of the powerful devil king, so he spoke in a low voice.
"Indeed, those strong men at the level of Demon King are actually no less powerful than Dao Ancestors." Wu Xuetao also shook his head, with a trace of worry on his face.
The Taoist forces will not send a peerless person into the medicine garden, but the Demonic Sect will not tell you the hidden rules.
Demon Gate Overhaul is not afraid of life and death, what can you do?
Until he returned to his cabin, Han Muye was still a little confused.
Han Muye couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of possibly meeting Huang Laoliu.
Fortunately, I rushed back to Tianxuan in time and corrected that girl Huang Zhihu, making her look like a girl.
Otherwise, it would be really difficult to face Brother Six.
Han Muye hardly went out of the cabin. Unless Li Zhongjing came to invite him and exchange alchemy with him, he would never go out.
Even in the several Alchemy gatherings on the ship, Han Muye did not attend.
The inheritance of alchemy in the place where the ancient gods fell was no worse than that of the Ancient Cloud Galaxy. After receiving the inheritance from the Wooden Temple, Han Muye no longer paid much attention to other alchemy.
After Li Zhongjing came to look for him several times, he was a little afraid to come.
After all, Li Zhongjing was very proud of his understanding of alchemy, but he was like a child in front of Han Muye.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The method of alchemy that can gain respect and envy in front of other alchemy practitioners is not worth mentioning in front of Han Muye.
"Buzz——"
Outside the ship's side, a flying boat was approaching.
After approaching the Ancient God Medicine Garden, we encountered more and more flying boats along the way.
When Han Muye finished his practice, Li Zhongjing walked in with some anxiety.
"Well, Fellow Daoist Han, there is an alchemy gathering..."
Seeing Han Muye looking up at him, Li Zhongjing scratched his head and said, "Yes, there are gatherings of several large sects. I'm not sure."
Having said this, he gritted his teeth and took out a tripod.
"There are two guys who are old enemies of mine. I want to defeat them once." Li Zhongjing handed the tripod to Han Muye and gritted his teeth.
A low-grade magic weapon, an alchemy tripod, worth tens of millions of spiritual stones, just to suppress others?
Han Muye looked at Li Zhongjing with some amusement.
"Are you willing to give up?"
Li Zhongjing grinned and said, "What's so reluctant about it?"
Han Muye raised his hand and took the alchemy cauldron, then said: "Call me during the party."
"I'll pretend to be your junior disciple."
After hearing his words, Li Zhongjing waved his hands and ran out of the cabin happily.
Looking at his appearance, Han Muye shook his head, with a look of envy flashing in his eyes.
This Li Zhongjing is a man obsessed with alchemy, but his mind is simple.
With this kind of temperament, there are so many fewer worries.
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Three days later, the flying boat stopped in a void.
Li Zhongjing came to invite Han Muye to accompany him.
Walking out of the cabin, you can see dozens of large and small spaceships connected together.
"The person here is Wanchen Dao Sect, one of the three great sects. Their leader, Dan Dao Elder Yuan Mingjie, had several interactions with me back then."
"This time Wanchen Dao Sect will host the exchange, and all sects will come."
"Zhu Guangshou from the Heqing Taoist Sect and Wu Yazi from the Minghuan Taoist Sect are two old guys who don't want to deal with me."
While Li Zhongjing was introducing, his face showed anger and he almost rolled up his sleeves to beat people.
This Danxiu has a rare hot temper.
"Is there really such hatred?" Han Muye was a little curious.
Li Zhongjing was stunned and his face turned red.
"Anyway, I just won't deal with it anyway."
…
On top of the meteorite ahead, there is a wide area surrounded by a great alchemy cauldron.
Many alchemy cultivators either exchanged their alchemy experiences or directly refined elixirs, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.
"Zhu Guangshou, Wu Yazi, you two, get out of here -" Li Zhongjing shouted, causing the entire venue to fall silent.
"Bang——"
The furnace exploded somewhere.
Han Muye turned to look at Li Zhongjing.
This guy said that people don't deal with him.
Ninety-nine percent of the people in the place were offended by his voice, right?
"It turns out to be Senior Brother Zhongjing of the Jinming Taoist Sect." A Taoist wearing white clothes, with his hair tied up and his face full of soft light, stepped forward and raised his hand to Li Zhongjing.
"Every time my Yurou mentions her senior brother, she always says that you took good care of her back then and asked me to give you good guidance."
Yurou, the name of the female nun.
Take care of that year.
Give good advice.
There is a story!
Han Muye turned to look at Li Zhongjing, whose face was ashen.
"Haha, it turns out it's Brother Zhongjing. You haven't come to see me for so many years." On the other side, a middle-aged man wearing a green and white robe with a jade belt around his waist came forward.
"Brother, are you still worried about my marriage to Xiaoyu?"
"You haven't been able to make progress in alchemy because your character is so bad."
The middle-aged Taoist smiled and shook his head.
Li Zhongjing gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and shrugged his shoulders.
The people around looked at these three people with curiosity on their faces.
Those who knew were already whispering.
It was probably this junior sister that Li Zhongjing fell in love with back then, who was snatched away by the two men in front of him one after another, and finally ended up alone.
The hatred of taking away your wife?
Can this be tolerated?
Han Muye glanced at an old man in white robe who was looking at him with interest in the distance. His heart moved, he stepped forward and grabbed the young man in white robe by the collar.
"Bang——"
With one punch, the soy sauce shop opened.
Before the young man could react, Han Muye raised his foot and kicked the green-robed Taoist next to him.
The green-robed Taoist let out an "ouch", covered his body, and slowly fell to a sitting position.
Han Muye raised his palm and shouted loudly: "Uncle Master, didn't you always say you don't have to be polite when you see these two beasts in clothes, and you were punished?"
"You saw this in person, why didn't you take action?"
"Do we still have to endure such hatred?"
After saying that, he grabbed Li Zhongjing's sleeve, pulled him to stagger, and stepped on the squatting Taoist's thigh.
The Taoist cried out in pain again.
Han Muye turned his hand and slapped the young man who had just stood up with a big mouth, and threw him aside.
Li Zhongjing raised his foot and kicked the Taoist in the chest again, knocking him to the ground and unable to get up.
It was only then that people around him woke up and hurriedly tried to break up the fight.
Han Muye grabbed Li Zhongjing with great strength, quickly backed away and stood several feet away, and then shouted loudly.
"Uncle Master, didn't you say that after beating them, you would crush them on the alchemy path, so that they would live under your shadow for the rest of their lives, never daring to raise their heads?"
Li Zhongjing raised his head tremblingly and looked at Han Muye.
Have you ever said this to yourself?
"Li Zhongjing!"
"I want to fight you for elixirs -" the young man in white robe roared angrily.
"Li Zhongjing, if you don't let your Taoist heart be damaged today, I, Zhu Guangshou, write the three characters backwards!" The Taoist in blue and white robes covered his body and growled through gritted teeth.
"If you fight for pills, fight for pills!" Li Zhongjing's stupid temper was instantly aroused. He raised his hand and a golden cauldron appeared above his head.
"I want you to know today what it means that there is heaven beyond the sky, and there is elixir beyond the elixir!"