"Mr. Han, can you come to visit me? Yao Yong of the Jade Lang Sword Sect."
There was a sound coming from outside the small courtyard.
Sure enough, someone else came.
"The Jade Lang Sword Sect was the first sword sect in the Third Heaven. It did not have a very good relationship with Jiange, but it was unable to compete with Jiange."
Mu Wan turned around and introduced the situation of Yulang Sword Sect in a low voice.
Speaking of this, she felt a little embarrassed and said: "I don't know the current situation."
The gap between the former No. 3 Sword Sect and the No. 3 Sword Sect of the Third Day is huge.
Ten Yulang Sword Sects are probably not worth one sword pavilion.
But now that the master in charge of Jiange has left, no outsider can tell clearly how the strength of the two sects compares.
Han Muye nodded and looked at the middle-aged swordsman who walked in from the door.
A blue robe reveals sword intent, with intertwined spiritual patterns. There is light between his eyes, making it impossible to look directly at him.
There was a halo of mist surrounding the long sword slung behind his back.
This is a great swordsman with great strength.
The elder of the Yulang Sword Sect, a strong man in the realm of swordsman saints, Yao Yong.
Seeing Han Muye looking at him, Yao Yong's eyes swept over Han Muye imperceptibly.
Han Muye was dressed in a white robe, without any sword energy or aura.
But the sword box he carried behind his back contained a heart-stopping power.
At least the best magic weapon!
With such a powerful sword, as long as you have the cultivation level of the Heaven Realm, you can use it to kill the Semi-Saint Realm effortlessly.
Han Muye is Mu Wan's senior brother and Taoist companion. It is possible that his cultivation level is one or two levels higher than Mu Wan's. As for saying that he can kill Zhaoyang Dao Sect's half-sage with his own combat power, it is a bit exaggerated.
Looking now, all the reasons lie in this sword box.
Understanding this, Yao Yong chuckled and offered his hand: "Mr. Han has excellent swordsmanship and excellent character. He took action angrily when Yuntian Medicine Valley was in danger. Yao admires him."
In any case, Han Muye has the courage to go up against a large sect for Yuntian Medicine Valley.
"Senior, that's a ridiculous compliment." Han Muye looked indifferent on his face and raised his hand to return the salute.
Yao Yong was not in a hurry, so he sat across from Han Muye in the small courtyard and chatted aloud about his sword practice and some experiences of his practice.
In any case, this is a strong man who has become a saint in the three-day swordsmanship, and everything he says and does is extremely meaningful.
Han Muye also experienced what he said about the insights he gained from practicing swordsmanship.
Han Muye answered a few words casually, causing Yao Yong to look at Han Muye with changing eyes.
Although he is a junior swordsman, every time Han Muye answers, he has a profound understanding, which is no less than the training experience of some swordsman saints.
saint?
The person in front of me cannot be a saint, so is there a saint behind him?
That's right, his sword must have been left by a saint.
I just don’t know whether the saint is in this world now or has gone to the fairy world.
If that saint is still in this world, the Jade Lang Sword Sect will still have to win him over even if it pays a higher price.
Now when the world is undergoing great changes, the Jade Lang Sword Sect has its own ambitions.
Looking at Han Muye, Yao Yong pretended to be casual and said: "Mr. Han, I heard that you are a disciple of the Jiange Trial. I wonder if you can become an official disciple now?"
Official disciple?
Han Muye shook his head.
He has not yet had the chance to become an official disciple of Jiange.
Of course, if he owns the Nine Yuan Sword Tower, he doesn't know what his status will be if he enters the sword pavilion.
Seeing Han Muye shaking his head, Yao Yong spoke up and said, "Mr. Han, we hit it off right away. Is it possible to invite the young master to be a guest of my Yulang Sword Sect?"
Is the Jade Lang Sword Sect a guest?
Mu Wan was stunned and quickly turned to look at Han Muye.
Han Muye smiled, nodded and said, "If you have some free time, I will definitely go and bother you."
His words made Yao Yong feel happy.
A sword cultivator will never break his promise.
After Yao Yong left, Mu Wan whispered: "Senior brother, what he said about being a guest may not be that simple."
If Han Muye really goes to the Jade Lang Sword Sect, the other party will probably use various means to make him stay.
For a large sect, it has a lot of background and is not afraid that you will not be tempted.
Hearing her words, Han Muye smiled and said, "I mean go when you have free time."
"But now that I'm with you, junior sister, how can I have any free time?"
His words made Mu Wan blush, and she bowed her head in joy.
Han Muye turned his head and looked outside the small courtyard, his eyes filled with depth.
How could he be idle?
As the Prime Minister of the Tianxuan Kingdom, and also responsible for the important tasks entrusted to this world by the God Emperor, he will have endless things to do.
But he's not in a hurry.
The next time the Immortal Platform is opened will be three thousand years later.
He had plenty of time, hiding behind his back and watching the chaos here.
Let those who come forward jump out, and he can finally deal with it.
…
In the side hall where Shan Mingtao lived, Zhao Yu and several accompanying sword cultivators reported in low voices.
"In the past two days, from Wuyang Pavilion to Yulang Sword Sect, Dao Sect Yuling Dao Sect to Wuji Dao Sect on the third day, a total of seventeen large and small forces came into contact with Han Muye."
When the reporting disciple saw that Shan Mingtao's expression remained unchanged, he spoke in a low voice again: "There is news from Wuyang Pavilion that Han Muye agreed to cooperate with them."
"The Yulang Sword Sect said that Han Muye agreed to visit their sect as a guest."
"There is news from the Yuling Taoist Sect. It is said that Han Muye had a very happy talk with the Yuling Taoist Sect, Mr. Bai Qi."
"Sun Changyuan of Wuji Dao Sect left the courtyard with a smile..."
The expression on Zhao Yu's face slowly darkened.
After the disciple finished his report, he snorted coldly: "In the entire Shangtian Domain, who can compare to my sword pavilion?"
"Brother Han is the same. He hasn't come to visit Master Shan for such a long time, and instead he got entangled with these sects."
Several other disciples did not dare to answer his words, they all raised their heads to look at Shan Mingtao.
Shan Mingtao tapped his fingers on the table in front of him and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Zhao Yu, this person's ability to gather people's hearts on Su Satellite is probably not as simple as you think."
"The people who are in charge of a certain force are different from the disciples who grew up in your sect and only serve the sect."
Shan Mingtao stood up and said calmly: "Such people are accustomed to weighing and pursuing the greatest interests."
Zhao Yu frowned and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Master, my sword cultivator values clear thoughts and pure heart. With such a calculation, can we still go far in the way of swordsmanship?"
Can a swordsman with distracting thoughts still reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship?
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"I'll go see him." Shan Mingtao's expression remained unchanged as he stepped forward: "After all, it's the time for the sect to employ people, otherwise——"
Otherwise, he didn't say anything.
Several people in the hall had complicated expressions on their faces.
The top sword sect in the last three days, the sword pavilion that can compete with the Yuling Dao sect, has also reached such a difficult time?
Even the elders have to give up the aloofness of the sword pavilion to meet a person who is not entirely focused on the art of swordsmanship.
"Shan Mingtao goes to see Han Muye." When Shan Mingtao walked towards Han Muye and Mu Wan's small courtyard, the news had already spread.
"Haha, this kid is really up for grabs." When Wuyang Pavilion station heard the report from the disciple in front of him, Du Chengshan held his belly with a sneer on his face.
"Does he really think he can negotiate between all parties?"
"He didn't come to my Jade Pan Palace last night. I just looked down at him."
The disciple who reported the matter had a look of doubt on his face, and Du Chengshan said calmly: "You can't maximize your interests and have to wait until Shan Mingtao goes to see him. People like this can't see the situation clearly."
Can't see the situation clearly?
Isn't it the best interest for a Jiange elder to meet him in person?
The disciple's face was still blank.
Du Chengshan waved his hand, too lazy to explain any more.
In another side hall, all the masters of Yulang Sword Sect are there.
"Elder Yao, Shan Mingtao is here in person. Will Han Muye join Jiange?" A white-bearded old man showed worry on his face.
"Yes, to be favored by an elder, Han Muye can be relied upon in the sword pavilion." Another sword cultivator in a green robe said coldly, clenching his fist and saying, "It's really hateful."
"This kid actually used my Jade Lang Sword Sect as a stepping stone."
With the help of various major sects, Shan Mingtao could not sit still and came to the door in person.
In the future, when Han Muye joins Jiange, his status will be different from that of ordinary disciples.
"Haha, whether he joins Jiange or not, how much loss will our Yulang Sword Sect suffer?" Yao Yong, who was sitting upright, chuckled.
"Besides, he has promised to come to our Jade Lang Sword Sect as a guest."
"Such a swordsman, how much do you expect Shan Mingtao to value him?"
"It's just a routine matter, lest outsiders say he doesn't take it seriously."
Yao Yong looked at the people in front of him with a smile and said calmly: "Jiange's pride is engraved in our bones."
The pride of Jiange.
As a top three-day sect, who wouldn’t be proud?
Seeing Han Muye's manipulation, everyone felt angry.
But now the world has changed drastically, and we don’t know where the world’s situation is heading.
No one dares to act rashly.
At this time, in the main hall of Yuntian Medicine Valley, Li Qingshi was sitting upright, and the other Medicine Valley elders were arranged in two directions.
"Valley Master, Shan Mingtao has entered the small courtyard." Zhang Yuan, who was wearing a green robe, bowed and saluted.
Li Qingshi waved his hand and Zhang Yuan stepped away.
"Elders, what do you think of today's events?"
What do you think?
All the elders in the main hall looked at each other, but no one spoke.
Li Qingshi glanced over and sighed, "Everyone, today's Han Muye will be tomorrow's Yuntian Medicine Valley..."
His words made the already silent hall even quieter.
Han Muye's behavior these past two days was no different from what they did at Yuntian Medicine Valley.
Each sect's temptations and attempts to win over are exactly the same.
But how many people are sincere?
That is, even the proposed transaction is not equivalent.
The world has undergone a great change, great powers have ascended, and each sect has no one who is truly in charge.
These people who came to Yaogu either came to stabilize Yaogu's heart, or they had the idea of taking advantage of Yaogu. To be honest, none of them formed an alliance with Yaogu or stood on the front line with Yaogu.
These people simply cannot make the decision on such a big matter.
Even if they want to make a decision, they will inevitably argue when they return to their own sect.
Everyone just wants to get benefits, but will not really pay for the benefits.
The only difference between them is that they did not directly tear off the skin and rob it like Zhaoyang Daozong did.
But if it continues like this, I'm afraid these people may also have the idea of robbery.
Once these people reach an agreement, the best fate for Yaogu is to be divided up.
This time, no one will come to the rescue.
"Hey, the Pill of the Prosperous Age, the Weapon of the Troubled Age, and the Talisman Formation are always inseparable. We, the alchemy cultivators, should have recognized our destiny long ago..." A white-bearded Taoist beside Li Qingshi sighed softly.
The elixir business in Shengshi was booming, and the alchemist was always on top wherever he went.
In times of trouble, only weapon refiners will be protected, because the weapons they refine will directly increase combat power.
Now, troubled times are coming.
Dan Xiu was no longer taken seriously and protected in an instant.
In the main hall, the expressions on the faces of the Yaogu elders were complicated.
Li Qingshi glanced at the elder beside him, shook his head, and said calmly: "Let's see how Han Muye responds. Maybe by the time Shan Mingtao leaves, he will be a disciple of Jiange."
If Han Muye chooses Jiange, then Yaogu should be able to build a relationship with Jiange in the name of repaying his kindness.
This may be Yaogu's last chance.
As for whether Jiange will confront other sects for Yuntian Medicine Valley, it all depends on Shan Mingtao's courage.
It's difficult.
In the small courtyard where Han Muye and Mu Wan lived, Mu Wan obediently stepped away after serving two cups of tea.
She knew that in the eyes of various forces, she was just a vase, used by Yao Gu to win over her senior brothers.
She didn't care what outsiders thought of her, and she wasn't interested in knowing how these sects would win over her senior brothers.
They could never imagine how powerful their senior brother was, and he was not someone they were qualified to win over.
When Mu Wan put down her teacup and left, Shan Mingtao was ready to get straight to the point and explain his purpose.
It can be seen that Han Muye picked up the teacup, and he also picked up the teacup in front of him.
Light fragrance, lively, moist and long-lasting.
This tea was actually a good tea that he had never tasted in his own sect.
When the tea enters the stomach, there is a feeling of cleansing the soul.
This is a rare treasure in the world.
Unexpectedly, Han Muye had such a treasure in his hands and even used it to treat himself.
"What kind of tea is this?"
Shan Mingtao's first sentence was actually asking about tea.
Han Muye put down the tea cup and chuckled: "This tea is illuminated by the bright sword light and blends into the meaning of ten thousand swords. Drinking tea is to taste swords."
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The heart of the sword is transparent.
This is the realm of swordsmanship and the understanding of swordsmanship.
Looking at the tea cup in front of him, the expression on Shan Mingtao's face changed.
He knew what Han Muye said about the bright sword light and the meaning of ten thousand swords.
But he knew even more that with these alone, he would never be able to get this cup of tea.
Looking up at Han Muye, his heart was shocked.
The clear mind of the sword means clear thoughts.
Such a person actually has nothing in his heart?
If Han Muye is really the kind of swordsman who has no external concerns, then his cultivation and combat power are not as simple as previously speculated.
If you can really defeat Zhao Yu with your own cultivation, you can even be a deacon in Jiange.
Also, he seems to have a protective treasure.
Looking at the sword box Han Muye was carrying, Shan Mingtao's eyes were filled with aura.
Perhaps, this is Han Muye's biggest reliance and biggest trump card.
A sword cultivator's arrogance all comes from his own sword.
Lowering his head and looking at the tea cup in front of him, Shan Mingtao said calmly: "This tea is good, I wonder how it is produced?"
Tea.
produce.
If tea is a sword, how much it produces represents how strong it is.
The more strength you have, the more chips you have.
By joining Jiange, you will get much attention.
Taking out the tea leaves from Han Muye, Shan Mingtao was already convinced that Han Muye must have the intention to join Jiange.
Otherwise, how could you come up with such fine tea?
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged and he said with a hint of smile: "Why, Elder Shan is interested in Jianxin Tea?"
"If the elder likes it——"
Shan Mingtao raised his head and stared at Han Muye.
Are you taking refuge in Jiange and yourself?
As long as Han Muye offers Jianxin Tea, he doesn't mind giving him the status of a disciple.
Even the deacon under me can't give it.
Under Shan Mingtao's gaze, Han Muye said calmly: "If the elder likes it, ten million spiritual stones or one tael, you can have as much as you want."
Shan Mingtao's eyes froze slightly.
He didn't expect Han Muye to say this at all.
It's not a gift, it's a sale.
One tael for ten million spiritual stones.
The most important thing is, get as much as you want!
What does this mean!
It means that the other party is negotiating business with you as an equal or even superior to yourself.
You can get whatever you want, this is your confidence!
It turns out that I had thought wrong a long time ago.
Even all the sects thought wrong.
The person in front of me has never had any intention of seeking refuge with anyone.
Because he has as much tea as he wants.
Shan Mingtao's expression slowly turned solemn, and he said softly: "How much do you want?"
He raised his hand and placed a jade box on the table.
"Then give me this much first."
Han Muye stretched out his hand to take the jade box, penetrated his spiritual mind, and said calmly: "Okay."
There is a square of spiritual stones placed in the jade box. Each piece is of the highest quality and is worth one billion low-grade spiritual stones. There are also other spiritual materials piled together. They are all extremely precious things.
The value of this jade box exceeds tens of billions of spiritual stones.
In other words, Han Muye needs to trade a hundred catties of Jianxin tea.
How could there be hundreds of kilograms of such precious tea leaves in the world?
This is Shan Mingtao's test, and it is also Shan Mingtao's demonstration of Jiange's strength.
An elder of Jiange can easily take out so many treasures and is rich.
But he didn't expect that Han Muye just said hello and took out a small cloth bag.
Shan Mingtao stretched out his hand to lift the cloth bag, and when he sensed it with his spiritual mind, his eyes couldn't help but gleam.
It’s really a hundred pounds of Jianxin tea!
Sword intent surged from his body, and his eyes fell on Han Muye.
What kind of force can have such means and such foundation?
Taking a deep breath, he nodded, stood up, turned around and left.
For a sword cultivator who can directly produce a hundred kilograms of tea leaves, Shan Mingtao is not even qualified to face him directly.
When did such a force suddenly appear in the world?
Is it some hidden realm, attacking when the last three days collapsed, or is it outside the dam?
Shan Mingtao looked gloomy, holding a small bag in his hand and strode away.
When he walked out of the small courtyard, countless thoughts intertwined with each other.
Shan Mingtao's face didn't look like he was enjoying the conversation.
Did Han Muye refuse, or did he not like Han Muye?
"What is in the bag he is carrying? Why did he carry this bag alone?" Someone has already focused on the bag.
If the negotiation breaks down, Shan Mingtao will just leave.
What does it mean to carry a bag?
From the moment Shan Mingtao left the small courtyard, all the forces tried to destroy him and did not understand what happened in the small courtyard.
In the Jade Pan Hall, Du Chengshan angrily kicked the long case in front of him into pieces.
Not at all what he thought.
What is this Han Muye doing?
"Lu Zhen, find an opportunity to test him." Du Chengshan gritted his teeth and spoke in a low voice.
He's just the person in charge of a small fight for land, and he's been so arrogant after being here for three days?
Is it true that anyone can control the world?
"Wang Junxiong, please spread the identity of Han Muye." Du Chengshan said coldly: "When it comes to business, I, Wuyang Pavilion, are the ancestors."
At the Yulang Sword Sect's station, Yao Yong burst out laughing when he heard Shan Mingtao leaving with a sullen expression while carrying a small bag.
"Everyone, do you understand?"
His eyes were shining brightly, and there was a faint fighting spirit floating around his body.
"The heaven and earth have undergone great changes, and great powers have ascended. Today is no longer the era in which the past three days were enough to crush all parties!"
"Neither Jiange nor Yuling Dao Sect can necessarily suppress all parties."
"This is an era where all heroes come together!"
When heroes rise together, it means war.
But this also means rise and endless opportunities!
In the main hall, everyone's eyes flickered and excitement appeared on their faces.
"If the sword pavilion cannot suppress this situation, then this is our chance to become a swordsman."
"Countless sword cultivators have been waiting for this opportunity for the past three days. They have been waiting for too long."
In the main hall of Yuntian Medicine Valley, Li Qingshi was at a loss, and the elders were also at a loss.
"What kind of support does this Han Muye have?" An old man with a black beard frowned.
Li Qingshi frowned, looked around, and then whispered: "It seems that we have all underestimated him."
"In this way, I, the Valley Master, will see him again."
…
When Shan Mingtao returned to Jiange Station, Zhao Yu and others were already waiting with solemn expressions.
"Elder, what's going on?" A young man with sword intent emerging from his body asked in a low voice.
Shan Mingtao came back with a cold face, which made everyone's hearts sink.
"Elder, Han, Han Muye refuses to join Jiange?" Zhao Yu frowned and asked in a low voice.
He first met Han Muye in Suwei World, and Han Muye did not refuse to join Jiange at that time.
He invited Han Muye to explore the place of kendo overhaul and retreat, and Han Muye happily agreed.
Is it because of the great changes in the world now that Han Muye has made a decision and is unwilling to join the Jiange?
People's hearts have changed?
Sitting back at the top position, Shan Mingtao shook his head and said calmly: "I did not invite him to join Jiange."
No invitation?
Everyone was stunned.
Zhao Yu opened his mouth.
He thought Han Muye was in charge, but it turned out that wasn't it?
Shan Mingtao put away the tea leaves in his hand and looked up at Zhao Yu: "Didn't you say that he agreed to explore the place where the seniors were seated with you? Invite him and see if he goes."
"If we go," Shan Mingtao paused and whispered, "then we will leave in a month."
Departing in a month?
Zhao Yu was a little confused.
"You just need to know that Han Muye is not as simple as he thought before. I didn't invite him to Jiange because of my considerations." Shan Mingtao rarely explained.
Obviously, he was afraid that Zhao Yu would misunderstand.
It's not as simple as you think.
Zhao Yu nodded.
He probably knows how to deal with it.
Before he could invite Han Muye, news came back.
Wuyang Pavilion exposed Han Muye's identity.
"The place where the Tao fights, Tian Xuan and Han Xiang."
"The place where Dao fights, the ninth one on the Heavenly List."
"Sure enough, his identity is not that simple."
"In the land of Taoism, it seems that Tianxuan wins. Is this hero of the Taoism willing to come to the Three Days to conquer?"
Many people had such expressions on their faces.
A century-old Taoist war has been won, and as the person in charge, his character and fighting ability are naturally unparalleled.
"Haha, it turns out that this is where your pride lies, the place where Taoists fight." Above the side hall of Wuji Taoist Gate, a green-robed Taoist shook his head and whispered: "Send a message to Senior Brother Zhuwu and ask him about Han Muye's worth.
Not worth the investment.”
After hearing his words, another Taoist raised his hand, and a golden spiritual light turned into a light array.
The light array flickered and seemed extremely unstable.
It wasn't until a moment later that a shadow appeared above it.
"Junior brother Yunting?"
"Why are you looking for me? I am in the land of Dao disputes. The current situation is difficult, the power of the sky is great, and we are at the end of our rope."
There was fatigue on the phantom's face.
Hearing Xuying speak, Taoist Qingpao hurriedly said: "Senior brother, don't be surprised. I want to ask senior brother, what is Han Muye like? Is he worth making friends with?"
Above the light array, the virtual shadow showed confusion, and then the light and shadow trembled, as if the mind was too turbulent.
The shadow disappears.
Everyone in the hall looked at each other in surprise.
"Buzz——"
The light array reappeared, and the excited Taoists stared and growled: "What do you mean?"
"You just said, make friends with Mr. Han, Prime Minister Han?"