Huang Laoliu was stunned when he heard him say it.
Han Muye left directly and ran in large strides.
Behind him, phantoms of bloody iron bulls appeared.
The phantoms of these iron bulls solidified and almost turned into entities.
This is the blessing of the power of the great demon bone, which is an unexpected gain for Han Muye.
Walking quickly, when Han Muye stopped, he was already standing outside Fangshi not far from Dantang.
He was full of vitality, with a cold and stern expression, and his white inner clothes made people afraid to approach him.
Walking outside Suzhen Building, Han Muye's oppressive aura already made people at the door subconsciously move away.
Han Muye was standing outside Suzhen Building.
The people in Suzhen Tower who were selecting various elixirs and elixirs quietly walked out and spread around.
"Senior Brother Han?"
Bai Suzhen walked out of the store and was slightly startled when she saw Han Muye.
Looking up at the expression on Han Muye's face, Bai Suzhen was shocked.
"Bai Suzhen, I want you to give me an explanation."
Han Muye spoke calmly.
For some reason, after hearing Han Muye's words, Bai Suzhen felt cold all over her body, as if there was an icy air pressing down on her.
Sword energy or sword intention?
Isn't this Senior Brother Han a sword watcher in the Sword Pavilion? How can he cultivate sword energy?
Turning to look around, Bai Suzhen lowered her voice and said, "Senior Brother Han, you may have misunderstood something."
"Let's go into the store and talk."
Seeing that Han Muye did not answer, Bai Suzhen said softly: "Senior Brother Han, there are some things that it is best not to let outsiders know."
After saying that, she turned around and walked into the store.
Han Muye walked into the store with a sullen face and followed her to the second floor.
"Senior Brother Han, do you think it was me who provided the elixirs to those dead soldiers?"
Bai Suzhen turned around and looked at Han Muye.
Han Muye looked at her.
Bai Suzhen shook her head and sighed softly: "Senior Brother Han, the top-quality elixir business can make me a lot of money, why should I take great risks to do things that endanger the Jiuxuan Sword Sect?"
"This doesn't do me any good at all."
Han Muye still looked at her intently.
Bai Suzhen grimaced, spread her hands and said, "Senior Brother Han, there's nothing I can do if you don't believe me."
"If you really don't believe it, I'll leave you alone."
As she spoke, she closed her eyes, raised her head, and exposed her snow-white neck.
Han Muye narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said calmly: "Today, there is a powerful person in the earth realm who wants to break into the sword pavilion."
Territory!
Bai Suzhen was shocked and her eyes widened.
"How dare they..."
When she said this, surprise suddenly appeared in her eyes, and she whispered: "No wonder Sect Leader Jin, he went to Taiyi Sword Sect."
"It turns out it's for the great demon suppressed in the sword pavilion..."
Taiyi Sword Sect.
The first of the four great sword sects.
Bai Suzhen actually knew about Jiange's suppression of the big demon, and said that the matter was related to the clan leader's departure.
Han Muye frowned and stared at Bai Suzhen: "You said this was all done intentionally by the sect master?"
Elder Jiange was thousands of miles away in Luyuan Mountain to save people.
Three princes were sent to guard the place thousands of miles away.
The sect leader visited Taiyi Sword Sect.
The entire Jiuxuan Mountain is at its most empty.
If the big demon is released at this time, is everything a coincidence?
"Impossible, there are countless disciples on Jiuxuan Mountain, how could the sect master allow the great demon to be born?" Han Muye shook his head.
"Haha, the big demon is raging?" Bai Suzhen chuckled, with a calm expression on her face: "At this time, the Supreme Elder of the Taiyi Sword Sect, the number one swordsman in Western Xinjiang, may have been tens of thousands of miles away."
Master Tu Sun, the best swordsman in Western Xinjiang, is the Supreme Elder of the Taiyi Sword Sect.
If this person takes action, he might really be able to kill the great demon in the heavenly realm.
After all, the big demon has been suppressed for thousands of years and must be extremely weak.
"The sect master has no reason to do this, right?" Han Muye's voice was less certain and more hesitant.
"The elder of the Sword Pavilion died, the gate of Jiuxuan Mountain was broken by the big demon, and countless disciples died. The master of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect personally sacrificed the Jiuxuan Sword to suppress the demon. Is it too much?" Bai Suzhen said softly and looked at Han Muye.
"The Five Meridians have gathered together, and the leader of the Jinze Sect, who is known as the Golden Life Water, personally wields the Jiu Xuan Sword. This kind of power can only be suppressed by three sects in the entire Western Xinjiang."
Three families, three heavens.
All the calculations are done to sacrifice and refine the Jiu Xuan Sword.
Just for this sword that can cut through the heavens, the blood on Jiuxuan Mountain can become a river?
Han Muye narrowed his eyes slightly.
Cut off love and sex and embark on the path to immortality.
In the eyes of those great monks, apart from their own strength and practice, what else cannot be sacrificed?
Perhaps, only this explanation can explain why Jiuxuan Sword Sect, the third of the four major sword sects, is like a sieve, causing chaos everywhere today?
Some people are up to no good, some are pushing the boat along, and some are adding fuel to the flames.
All calculations are for the general trend of Western Xinjiang.
Those who died among them, whether disciples or elders, are not worth mentioning.
"Senior Brother Han, among the powerful people who have lived for countless years in the world of cultivation, how many of them are not cold-blooded?"
Bai Suzhen looked into Han Muye's eyes: "Just like Senior Brother Han, will he hesitate when he wants to kill me for real one day?"
Kill Bai Suzhen?
Han Muye lowered his head and did not answer.
Who knows about things in the spiritual world.
Seeing Han Muye's expression, Bai Suzhen laughed and took a step forward: "Senior Brother Han, if you and I become enemies in the future, I will definitely let you go."
Han Muye raised his eyes to look at her.
Bai Suzhen's eyes were clear.
"I'm going to Luyuan Mountain, can you help me?" Han Muye suddenly spoke again.
Bai Suzhen was startled by his words.
"I want to get to Luyuan Mountain before Elder Gao draws his sword. Can you do it?" Han Muye spoke again.
Bai Suzhen looked up at Han Muye.
Han Muye raised his hand, and a pill appeared in his palm.
Crystal clear and round.
Melting Spirit Pill.
Excellent.
"You should know that even if you send the Sanqin Sword Sect's Broken Liang Sword, this battle cannot be avoided."
"You can't stop it."
Bai Suzhen showed a look of struggle on her face, looked at the elixir, and then whispered: "The elixir is a good elixir, but I sent you to Luyuan Mountain, can you still come back alive to refine the elixir?"
Who else in this world can save the elder of Jiange?
At least in Western Xinjiang, no one can save it, right?
No matter how many secrets Han Muye has in his body and how many methods he has at his disposal, will it be of any use in front of those great monks?
Looking at Han Muye's face again, Bai Suzhen felt an inexplicable emotion in her heart.
In this world, I am afraid that the only person in this world who is willing to go to Luyuan Mountain in person to save the elder Jiange is the one in front of him, right?
The entire Western Border is waiting for the elder of Jiange to draw his sword.
"Don't worry, I will come back alive." There was an irresistible firmness in Han Muye's voice.
Bai Suzhen nodded, took a breath, and whispered: "I'll wait for you outside the gate of Jiuxuan Mountain in half an hour."
A smile appeared on Han Muye's face, he put the elixir in his hand on the table and said softly: "50-50 split."
After saying that, he turned around and strode away.
Bai Suzhen stood there, holding the elixir in her palm, biting her lip, and said nothing.
…
It only took Han Muye less than a quarter of an hour to return to Jiange.
Huang Laoliu, who had been waiting at the entrance of Jiange, hurriedly came to greet him.
Han Muye stepped forward, smiled and patted Huang Laoliu on the shoulder.
This left Huang Laoliu confused for a while.
He walked into the quiet room, put away the white tiger scroll on the wall, put the Purple Flame Green Underworld Sword behind his back, then dressed up and walked out.
When he arrived in front of the wooden frame of the sword pavilion, his whole body was shaken, and a burst of sword energy suddenly emitted and crashed into his body.
The sword intention hidden in the sword on the first floor of the sword pavilion was directly withdrawn by him three times.
After gathering his sword intent, he strode out of the sword pavilion.
When he arrived at the door, Huang Laoliu saw that he was carrying two swords, and his expression changed.
"Sixth brother, the sword pavilion is entrusted to you."
Han Muye strode out of the sword pavilion and walked down the stone steps.
"Where are you going?" Huang Laoliu caught up quickly.
"I'll bring the elder back." Han Muye spoke loudly without looking back.
