The big snake had been severely injured by a whip.
Coming to help at this time is obviously a bargain.
He also said that he wanted Han Muye to hand a wooden whip.
This is just one more polite word than Mingqiang.
Han Muye laughed and shook the wooden whip in his hand.
"Buzz——"
The spiritual light emitted from the wooden whip shrouded the big snake.
The blood and demonic energy in the big snake was pulled and slid towards the wooden whip.
To store a large amount of elixir, a large amount of spiritual energy and other powers need to be consumed.
It can be an accumulation of spiritual stones or other items.
This big snake is quite good in providing aura and blood.
Seeing Han Muye ignore him and only collect the big snake, the big man's face gradually darkened.
"Fellow Taoist, the rules of the Ancient God's Medicine Garden are shared by everyone. What you did is a bit against the rules." The big man pressed his hand on the handle of the ax behind his back.
Brutal power rises.
A practitioner of the fifth level of Nascent Soul.
Han Muye's strength was reduced, and he could only feel that he was almost entering the Nascent Soul for the first time.
It's not that he is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, it's because of his own strength characteristics, the full power of Qi and blood, which blocks the power of spiritual energy.
If he hadn't felt that Han Muye's cultivation level was not as high as his own, the big man with an ax on his back wouldn't have come to share the benefits like this.
The big man was also careful. The aura on his body was rising. Seeing that Han Muye and Taoist Dayan were not nervous at all, he immediately stepped back.
Han Muye smiled and shook his head, letting him leave.
After entering the medicine garden not long ago, most people have not gained much, so there is no need to take action.
If you have the time, why not collect more elixirs.
For outsiders, Han Muye took a leisurely approach to the dangerous medicine garden.
In ten days, he subdued more than a hundred puppets.
The strongest one among them has a cultivation level that can kill the first level of the body.
If you are an ordinary alchemy cultivator, you really can't do well in front of these puppets.
These losses are fast and powerful. The key is that they are hidden everywhere, appear and disappear, and catch people off guard.
There are also magic circles between various medicine gardens. For outsiders, they may give you a headache, or they may kill you if you are not careful.
But Han Muye had no worries at all.
As long as you pay a little attention to the various layouts in the medicine garden that Qian Cao Bian remembers, you can easily deal with them.
Moreover, if you have the grass-catching whip in hand, you can disperse and get trapped in the formation, or you can directly use the power of the grass-catching whip to pull you out directly.
In ten days, Han Muye collected millions of various elixirs.
Later, he began to select and collect elixirs that were valuable enough for more than a hundred years.
The idea that I had to dig up all the medicinal gardens in the past is no longer there.
This is probably what a poor person looks like when he enters a treasure house. At first he wanted to take everything away, but after seeing enough treasures, he no longer has such a big appetite.
Numb.
"boom--"
Ahead, a roar came.
Either fighting monsters in the medicine garden or snatching elixirs.
In ten days, most of the practitioners collected many elixirs.
Very fat.
Based on past experience, after ten days in the medicine garden, alchemy cultivators who feel that their cultivation is insufficient will quickly find a remote place to hide, waiting for the medicine garden to close and send themselves out.
Even outside the medicine garden, there will be all kinds of fighting and robbery.
Han Muye moved and appeared in a deserted spiritual field.
The more desolate the place, there is either a big monster or an old elixir.
Sure enough, there are three elixirs in this spiritual field that are ten thousand years old.
"Ten thousand-year-old jade bamboo shoots, no wonder so many people are snatching them." Han Muye said with a smile on his face as he looked at the dozen practitioners in front of him.
The five strongest among them are all at the ninth level of Nascent Soul, half-step out of the body.
At this time, these five people had already fired the real fire, and their weak souls came out of their bodies, activating the power of the Nascent Soul. Their bodies were so fast that the surrounding Nascent Soul and several Jindan practitioners could only retreat.
When Han Muye arrived, the great monks did not pay attention and continued to fight with all their strength.
The Nascent Soul and Golden Core next to them took a look, and one of the cultivators at the Half-Step Heaven Realm was shocked, with surprise in his eyes.
Han Muye flew up and rushed towards the three emerald green bamboo shoots three feet high.
"court death!"
"roll--"
"act recklessly."
The auras in the hands of several Nascent Soul cultivators directly hit Han Muye.
A ray of spiritual light turned into a rope, green and golden, with the aura of blood evil.
A spiritual light shrouded directly, like a cloud, filled with bloody air.
There was also a spiritual light vibrating, and a harsh whistling sound was heard.
The three auras clearly wanted Han Muye's life.
Seeing the spiritual light fall, Han Muye's eyes flashed with coldness, he raised his hand and punched out.
"boom--"
The chains shattered, the spiritual mist dispersed, and the whistling spiritual light rolled back.
With one blow, the three Nascent Soul warriors could not block it in the slightest.
This scene made everyone stunned.
Even the five great monks turned their attention here.
Han Muye's punch mark did not dissipate and he moved forward.
The practitioners of Nascent Soul and Golden Pill raised their hands, ready to resist.
Only the Half-Step Heavenly Realm practitioner who first noticed Han Muye stepped away quickly.
"boom--"
The fist seal broke through several light shields, causing those practitioners to panic.
More spiritual lights gathered, but they found that they could not block the fist mark at all.
Too strong!
This is an understatement of punch, but it is so powerful!
Is this possible for a practitioner who looks like he has just entered the Nascent Soul?
"Bang——"
The body of the first Nascent Soul cultivator was shattered, and various collected elixirs were scattered together with several storage bags.
"boom--"
The second Nascent Soul monk's body was shattered, and Nascent Soul fled away holding a storage bag, leaving behind elixirs and three storage bags all over the ground.
It was only then that the fist mark slowly dissipated.
Han Muye didn't look back, ignoring the elixirs and storage bags on the floor, and still rushed towards the jade-colored bamboo shoots in front of him.
The five great monks who had been fighting before reacted now.
This guy is clearly pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!
Han Muye landed in front of the jade bamboo shoots, a wooden whip appeared in his hand, and with one swipe, he collected the three ten thousand-year elixir.
After collecting the elixir, Han Muye raised his head and looked at the five great monks whose expressions changed.
The wooden whip in his hand shone with a green fairy light.
Treasure!
This wooden whip is definitely an unimaginable treasure!
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Or aura, or magic, or sword.
In an instant, five streams of light crashed into Han Muye.
Han Muye smiled.
These guys were trying to get his idea, so why wasn't he also trying to get their idea?
There is a formation suppression in this medicine garden, which is extremely suppressive for spiritual exploration. As long as these guys escape ten miles away, they can basically escape with their lives.
So Han Muye took out the weed whip.
The treasure is so touching!
"boom--"
The energy and blood soaring to the sky swelled, and the shadow of the domineering beast appeared behind Han Muye.
A series of qi and blood intertwined, and he punched out, crushing all the Wu Dao attacks.
At this moment, he showed unimaginable power.
"Leave your storage bags and personal protective weapons, and I won't kill anyone."
Han Muye clenched his fists and spoke softly.
The power of Qi and blood was overwhelming, and the few golden elixir practitioners who had not escaped far had already vomited blood and fell to the ground.
Even those who have reached the half-step heaven level are trembling all over, and it is difficult to even lift their feet.
The several great monks who experienced out-of-body experiences all looked pale.
It turns out that the person in front of me is such a strong man!
"Buzz——"
A great monk directly left his body with his soul. The soul led his body and flew away instantly with several storage bags.
The speed of Yuan Shen is extremely fast, and it is difficult to catch up.
Seeing him running away, everyone else was moved.
But before the others could take action, Han Muye chuckled and raised his hand.
"Stab-"
A long sword was in place, cutting into pieces the escaping spirit.
Not to mention cutting through a thin piece of Yuan Shen with his Divine Soul Sword, even the solid Yuan Shen of the Great Monk of Transformation of God is no more difficult than cutting through a piece of white paper.
The sword of the soul is the nemesis of the soul.
"Why bother? I don't want to kill indiscriminately." Han Muye shook his head and returned with a long sword and many storage bags.
It was obvious that this great monk had snatched many elixirs before.
A magical alchemy tripod staggered back and fell into Han Muye's hands.
"What about you?" Han Muye's eyes fell on the four remaining monks in front of him.
The meaning of oppression is obvious.
The four great monks looked at each other and took out their storage bags.
one.
two.
five.
Ten.
Han Muye pointed to the person who had taken out the most, and said calmly: "Just leave your magic weapon and go."
The great monk hesitated, put down an alchemy cauldron, and flew away.
After he completely disappeared ten miles away, the other three people looked at each other, took out their storage bags, put down their magic weapons, and then flew away in several directions.
Taoist Dayan flashed and put away all the storage bags and magic weapons.
Han Muye turned his head and looked at the Nascent Soul and Golden Elixir practitioners who were sitting down.
"You don't want to die, do you?"
Those people hurriedly took out their storage bags and spiritual weapons, but only one of them had a long, low-grade magic weapon.
Taoist Dayan checked it out and shook his head in disappointment. Sure enough, there was no oil or water.
The practitioners who put down their treasures left each other. Only Banbu Tianjing, who looked strange before, turned around and whispered: "Senior, fellow Taoist Li Zhongjing is being hunted down."
Li Zhongjing?
Han Muye's eyes shone brightly, and his aura condensed.
The half-step heavenly realm hurriedly bowed: "Senior, I was watching the Dan Dan fight that day. Later, when the Demon King arrived, I also saw him."
Having said this, he paused and whispered: "The people who are chasing Taoist friend Li Zhongjing are Zhu Guangshou and his fellow disciples."
Zhu Guangshou?
Han Muye nodded, raised his hand and threw several storage bags and a magic weapon over.
"take me."
A joyful expression flashed across the half-step heaven realm, and he took the storage bag and the magic weapon.
unexpected surprise.
He himself only had one high-grade spiritual weapon before, but now Han Muye directly rewarded him with a magic weapon.
Sure enough, if you hug the monk's thigh tightly in the medicine garden, you can drink the soup along with him.
"Senior, please come with me." He turned around and left, leading Han Muye to rescue Li Zhongjing.
Although Han Muye was not very kind-hearted, he still would not ignore the practitioners he knew well.
What's more, Li Zhongjing is quite a good guy, and he is also obsessed with alchemy.
"boom--"
After walking a hundred miles, a roar came from ahead.
"Li Zhongjing, back then you gave me a hat, but today I want you to die!" Zhu Guangshou's voice came.
"Bullshit, I and my junior sister are in love. Do you have any fucking control over what they do when they have sex?" Li Zhongjing's voice was a little hoarse.