Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 243 Refining Liupin Dan, About Zhongzhou Business (12 Five Thousand Chapters)

Eight treasures are wishful.

The Zhenzong treasure of the Eight Treasures Ruyi Sect was broken by the evil spirits and seized the treasure.

In Han Muye's mind, one picture after another emerged.

The ghostly shadows all over the sky, the destructive slaughter, just looking at one picture can make people tremble all over.

The way of magic is rampant, and the road is difficult to prosper.

From the Eight Treasures, Han Muye saw that the worlds were being trampled by evil spirits, and then he sacrificed the power of the worlds with the blood sacrifice method of the devil way, and took the lives of the creatures in them.

These forces have fed back to the demon world, making that world stronger.

The practice world is not just a battle between people, but also a collision between worlds.

Those worlds that were even more magnificent and powerful than the Profound Sky World were infiltrated by all-pervasive demons and then destroyed.

The scene of the stars collapsing, countless creatures howling, and the demons laughing wildly made Han Muye couldn't help but grasp it tightly.

The seniors of the Profound Sky World sealed off various passages with great power, preventing the Profound Sky World from being invaded by outsiders.

The practitioners of the younger generation have no idea how vast, dark and cruel this practice world is.

Compared with the tyranny of the demons, the practice of the Yuntian Realm to enslave the practitioners of the Fire Source Realm as mine slaves is really conscientious.

The picture in his mind gradually dissipated, Han Muye let out a breath, and his eyes fell on the stone wall in front of him.

This stone wall is illusory.

Behind the stone wall is the passage leading to the outside world.

From the Eight Treasures, Han Muye saw that those evil spirits had discovered the Tianxuan world, and they continued to infiltrate along the exposed passages everywhere.

These passages in Xijiang are okay, and the town is tightly sealed.

In the vastness of Zhongzhou, the boundless East China Sea, and the bitter cold of the Northern Territory, where there are few living things, there are figures of evil spirits from outside the realm.

Fortunately, the power of heaven and earth in the Profound Sky World is quite powerful and can suppress those demons from outside the territory.

There are also many strong people in Zhongzhou and Donghai, so the evil spirits have nowhere to hide.

From among the Eight Treasures, Han Muye has seen several scenes of black-armored sword cultivators and red-armored troops conquering the outside world.

Those Tianxuan Zhongzhou troops marched in formation, sweeping across the void, even the demons of the heavenly realm did not dare to block their edge.

"Zhongzhou, Wenxiang, Marquis Wu."

The wider the world he saw, the more Han Muye felt that he should go to Zhongzhou.

Only by going to Zhongzhou can one's vision be improved.

There is your own stage.

However, Xijiang is his foundation, and the Jiange and Jiuxuan Sword Gate must be stable.

The spiritual light in the palm of the hand flickered, and the Eight Treasures Ruyi turned into a folding fan.

The folding fan is opened, with a landscape picture on one side and the word "meditation" on the other.

The eight treasures are wishful, which can be transformed into invisible, and can simulate the attributes of various treasures.

Of course, in the end it is an imitation, the power it shows can only be half of the original treasure.

But even half of it is still a magic weapon!

Half of the power of the magic weapon is also much stronger than the top spiritual weapon.

At the beginning, when the Eight Treasures Ruyi turned into an iron umbrella, it was an imitation of a powerful magic treasure.

The broken umbrella directly blocked so many half-step heaven-level attacks.

At this time, the style of the folding fan is based on the fan that Han Muye saw used by Confucian and Taoist practitioners in Zhongzhou from Kong Chaode's Gentleman's Sword.

There is no big use, just a few methods that can simply use Haoran Qi.

After lightly shaking the folding fan a few times, Han Muye turned to look at Daoist Dayan beside him.

Seeing his appearance, Taoist Dayan shook his head and said, "If you look like this, if you stand in front of Yuan Tianjian, he will chop you with a sword."

Hearing his words, Han Muye folded his folding fan and asked curiously, "What kind of enmity is there between Sword Master and Wen Xiang?"

The two teachers came from the same sect, normally, shouldn't they be in love with each other?

Even if there is a fight, one is in Xijiang and the other is in Zhongzhou, there is no mutual interest?

"I don't know about that." Daoist Dayan shook his head and muttered, "Men are enmity with men, probably because of..."

...

When Lin Shen and the others saw Han Muye holding a folding fan, they were slightly taken aback.

At this time, Han Muye really looked like a Confucian and Taoist practitioner.

Fortunately, Han Muye himself just played with the folding fan on a whim, then turned it into a sword and put it in the sword case behind his back.

For the next few days, Han Muye spent time in the Jiange, the library, and the spiritual land.

In the library, Cui Helian sorted out all kinds of books every time, and when he left, he went to unfold the books and search carefully.

From Cui Helian's point of view, Han Muye seemed to have really cultivated Confucianism and Taoism, with a sense of grandeur.

This made him extremely moved, but he was too embarrassed to speak.

Three days later, Liu Hong, who had participated in the sword tasting competition at Cao's house, returned.

"Senior Brother Han, the Cao family really released some good swords this time."

Seeing Han Muye, Liu Hong looked proud: "Fortunately, you have taught me the knowledge of sword products, brother, otherwise, I'm afraid I'll be ashamed."

Under the auspices of Cao E, the Cao family has been developing and researching how to refine new swords.

Among them, Han Muye was also asked for several methods of refining weapons that the Cao family did not have.

After some manipulations, the results came out.

According to Liu Hong, the new swords produced by the Cao family are very popular with the powerful.

Because these swords can arouse a lot more power of heaven and earth.

Liu Hong handed a sword brought back to Han Muye.

Han Muye looked at it and nodded.

There are several more smelting methods in this sword, and there are also several more spiritual materials mixed in.

In normal times, doing so can only increase costs and reduce profits.

But now is the critical time in Xijiang, with spirit stones in hand, it is better to replace them with treasures to increase their own strength.

For a good sword, even if the price is doubled, there are still people rushing for it.

Sure enough, Liu Hong said that the price of this semi-spiritual long sword was 30,000 spirit stones apiece.

Thirty thousand spirit stones.

Han Muye raised his hand and took out another sword.

"What do you think of this sword?" Handing the sword to Liu Hong, Han Muye said with a smile.

Liu Hong took it and watched it carefully, with a look of surprise on his face: "This refining method is extremely proficient, and the spiritual materials used are also sufficient."

"The quality of this sword is far better than that refined by the Cao family."

"Such a sword, even a handle of 50,000 spirit stones, is also rushing to get it."

Fifty thousand spirit stones and a sword.

Han Muye shook his head with a smile, and put away the sword.

He didn't tell Liu Hong that when he received the sword, it contained five thousand spirit stones.

Moreover, compared to how many good swords the Cao family can't refine in a year, this kind of standard long sword produced by Huoyuan Palace can have hundreds or thousands of swords a year.

Fortunately, Han Muye did not intend to sell this sword in Western Xinjiang.

Otherwise, the Cao family's sword business may be squeezed out of bankruptcy.

Han Muye didn't stay in the Jiange for long, he took a few bottles of refined elixir pills, and together with Jiang Ming, walked towards the mountain gate.

They are going down the mountain to take over a big business of five million spirit stones.

This is the first time their firm has done such a big business.

However, Han Muye still has a business to do along the way.

On Bai Suzhen's side, there is also a furnace of pills to be refined.

The sixth-grade Fuyang Pill is a pill that can enhance one's own strength after practicing Yang attribute exercises to form pills.

There are not many such pills in the whole western Xinjiang.

The reason why Han Muye was willing to take this pill was that he was willing to offer the formula of Fuyang Dan and a treasure of Yang attribute as a reward.

Han Muye is currently practicing Nine Yang Kung Fu, so he is naturally interested in Yang attribute treasures.

He has already refined half of the elixir that Bai Suzhen sent.

These are enough for Bai Suzhen to sell recently.

Jiang Ming did not leave the mountain gate with Han Muye, but drove a carriage and left quietly.

He has to go to the alchemy master to make arrangements first, and wait for Han Muye to go.

When Han Muye arrived at the mountain gate, Bai Suzhen was already waiting.

"Brother Han."

Seeing Han Muye coming, Bai Suzhen smiled and said.

Han Muye nodded.

The two flew down the mountain, and after a while, there was a figure in front of them.

With a tall and straight figure and a magnificent bearing, he is a strong man.

From Han Muye's point of view, his cultivation was still extremely tyrannical.

He is the person who specially drives the flying boat for Bai Suzhen.

I don't know why this Miss Bai wants to nest on Jiuxuan Mountain, even the person who pilots the flying boat is a powerful person, why bother to run a small Suzhen building by herself?

However, Suzhen Building has various elixir pills refined by Han Muye, and the business is quite impressive, which is equivalent to the income of a medium-sized sect.

"I've seen Immortal Han."

This time, it was an old man with white beard who piloted the flying boat.

The old man glanced at Han Muye and smiled lightly.

Han Muye nodded, and followed Bai Suzhen onto the flying boat.

The flying boat turned into a stream of light and went straight up to the sky.

In the flying boat, Han Muye sat in front of Bai Suzhen.

"Uncle He has gained something in his practice. He went back to retreat and made a breakthrough. Grandpa Seven is here to replace him."

"Zhenling Treasure Shop is also in charge of Grandpa Seven."

Looking up at Han Muye, Bai Suzhen said.

Shopkeeper He followed Huang Laoliu all the way. Although he didn't reach Yunchao Ridge in the end, he felt something in his heart. After returning, he applied for retreat in the secret place of Shangyang Demon Sect.

At their level of cultivation, every promotion is not easy.

Every time a breakthrough is made, both the combat power and the status in the sect will be greatly changed.

"That would be congratulations."

Han Muye nodded, then looked outside Feizhou and said, "This person is in charge of the Zhenlingbao Shop, so the business might be very difficult."

Bai Suzhen covered her mouth and smiled when she heard his words.

Her Seventh Grandfather is naturally highly cultivated, but how can she compare with shopkeeper He in terms of worldly sophistication?

Now the Zhenlingbao shop is about to close.

There was a gleam of light in Han Muye's eyes, and then he turned his head.

The old man who controls the flying boat is tyrannical.

Such a person might not be here to protect Bai Suzhen.

Maybe, there are other meanings.

Moreover, the way this person looked at him just now was not as humble as Shopkeeper He.

This is the real magic practitioner.

Raising his hand, Han Muye put several jade bottles on the small case in front of him.

Bai Suzhen accepted it happily, her spiritual thoughts swept over her, and the smile on her face was even bigger.

"Senior brother Han, you don't know, if your elixir doesn't come, I won't be able to continue this business."

After putting away the small jade bottles, Bai Suzhen breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Muye understood what she meant.

It was rumored in the practice world that Han Muye had already been completely abolished.

Whether this method of alchemy is still available, outsiders don't know.

Bai Suzhen, relying on the connections he built through the elixirs he refined, was naturally very concerned about this matter.

However, Han Muye knew that Bai Suzhen's business was not limited to her elixir pills, but also many other exclusive businesses.

Most of the business of the Bai family is controlled by Bai Suzhen.

The flying boat traveled wildly, but within an hour, it landed in a mountain.

Stepping off the flying boat, there is a small Taoist temple in front of you.

"This Heyang Taoist is the head of the Shangyuan Taoist Temple."

"His cultivation has been stuck at the third level of alchemy for decades."

Bai Suzhen pointed to the old man in black robe who was walking slowly ahead, and spoke in a low voice.

At this time, Han Muye was wearing a long blue robe, without a trace of sword energy or spiritual light flashing.

Not a familiar person, I'm afraid I won't recognize him.

Taoist Heyang, like Guan Chaosheng who was seeking Ziyu Pill back then, went bankrupt and refined a celestial pill after his cultivation stagnated.

But Taoist Heyang is not a casual cultivator, and his net worth is richer than Guan Chaosheng.

"Miss Bai, Seventh Elder." Walking forward, Taoist Heyang cupped his hands and turned to look at Han Muye: "Mr. Han, thank you very much."

Han Muye's identity is not a secret.

But it's a secret.

Only those who have contacted Bai Suzhen and reached a deal will have the opportunity to meet him in person.

Without exchanging pleasantries, several people went directly to the Taoist temple, and then Han Muye walked into the quiet room.

In the quiet room, there are three elixir prepared by Taoist Heyang.

On the small case, there is also a jade slip.

Han Muye raised his hand, and the array flew out, sealing the surrounding space.

For the current Han Muye, refining a sixth-grade elixir has no difficulty at all.

It's just that he is new to Danfang, so he needs to figure it out.

Picking up the jade slips, the spiritual sense probes in, and all kinds of information in it are displayed.

Fu Yang Pill, the sixth grade, uses Yangshuo Lingshi Flower as the main medicine to refine a elixir rich in the power of blazing yang.

This pill can make the yang attribute power that is not pure enough more pure.

The power of the blazing sun?

A gleam of light flashed in Han Muye's eyes.

This elixir is clearly related to the Lieyang Palace back then.

I just don't know where Taoist Heyang got it from.

The picture of alchemy kept circulating in his mind, and after a while, Han Muye slowly closed his eyes.

After deriving a few times, a smile appeared on his face.

No wonder he was looking for alchemy.

This pill can't be refined by anyone who doesn't have the power of Lie Yang.

During the refining process of this pill, it needs to continuously incorporate the power of the scorching sun, and finally it will be transformed into a pill.

Dao Yuan Ding appeared.

A stream of sword energy penetrated directly into the alchemy cauldron.

Endless spiritual lights flashed, and all the elixir fell into it.

Within half an hour, there were already three pale golden elixir flying in front of him.

In the sky, there are clouds rolling.

The sixth-grade pill is still an immortal grade, so naturally there will be a pill robbery.

Seeing Yun Tao's appearance, a look of excitement flashed across the face of Taoist Heyang who had been waiting outside the quiet room.

It really did!

"This Mr. Han, it's really, really hard to find in the world, no wonder he has the name of Banished Immortal." Watching the thunder light fall, Taoist Heyang sighed in a low voice.

He searched hard for someone who could refine Fuyang Pill, but he never had a chance.

Many alchemists in western Xinjiang are unable to refine this alchemy.

"It's a pity that I was too impulsive and damaged my cultivation." The old man standing behind Bai Suzhen shook his head and said lightly.

Taoist Heyang turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile on his face, "What the Seventh Elder said is true."

Daoist sects are different from magic cultivators.

Most of the Taoists cultivated uphold the will of heaven and earth, so it is easy to understand the choice Han Muye made back then.

How can you build the Dao if you have no righteousness in your heart?

As for the cultivation of the magic gate, all power belongs to itself.

From the perspective of such a cultivator, Han Muye ran out to kill for irrelevant reasons, and even lost his cultivation.

This is fool.

The door of the quiet room opened, and Han Muye walked out, holding a jade bottle in his hand.

"Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life." Raising his hand, he handed the jade bottle to Bai Suzhen.

Bai Suzhen swept over with her spiritual thoughts, and looked at Taoist Heyang.

Taoist Heyang hurriedly reached out, took out a small bag, and handed it to Bai Suzhen.

Bai Suzhen took the bag and handed it to Han Muye, and the jade bottle to Taoist Heyang.

This transaction is considered complete.

In the pouch in Han Muye's hand, there was a dark golden disc.

The disc is full of flame cloud patterns.

When the divine sense is penetrated, one can feel the vigorous yang attribute power on it.

It is indeed a treasure of the yang attribute.

With the addition of Danfang just now, the deal is settled.

Bai Suzhen and Han Muye didn't stay in the Taoist temple, they turned and left.

Seeing them leave, Taoist Heyang, holding the jade bottle in his hand, had a change of expression on his face, and whispered to himself: "Old Ancestor, is this the person you have been looking for..."

After leaving the Taoist temple, Han Muye looked at Bai Suzhen and the old man behind him.

"Shopkeeper Bai, I still have some personal matters, so I won't be returning to Jiuxuan Mountain for the time being."

He arched his hands, turned around, his body turned into a blue light, and flew away.

Bai Suzhen stood where she was and watched him go away.

"Miss, have you made up your mind?" Behind her came the voice of the old man with white beard.

"No one can change the suzerain's decision."

There was a hint of coldness in the old man's voice.

Bai Suzhen shook her head, but did not speak.

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Han Muye walked with his sword, and after an hour, he came to a market.

In this street market, there are many practitioners and ordinary people.

When he arrived at a restaurant, Jiang Ming was already waiting.

"Young master, this is Senior Jin."

Jiang Ming stretched out his finger to the old man beside him.

The old man was wearing a brocade robe, white and fat, with a smile on his face.

Hearing Jiang Ming's introduction, he hurriedly waved his hands and said, "I dare not call you senior, I dare not call you senior."

Looking at Han Muye, he lowered his voice: "I'm an old man, how dare I call myself a senior in front of Immortal Han?"

Jin Jialin, who was born as a casual cultivator, has built a big family.

The caravan of the Jin family is only smaller than that of the Bai family in Xijiang.

According to the information provided by Jiang Ming, the Jin family seems to have been dealing with people outside of Xijiang.

Han Muye knew that for all those who wanted to ask for alchemy, the most urgent thing in their hearts was naturally the matter of alchemy.

If you want to exchange pleasantries, wait until the elixir is refined.

The three of them went to the backyard of the restaurant, and Jin Jialin held two bags with both hands.

"Han Banxian, this is the elixir needed to refine the elixir. I have prepared ten copies."

"This is the promised spirit stone."

Han Muye glanced at him: "Patriarch Jin, please give me this spirit stone after refining the elixir."

Hearing his words, Jin Jialin looked at Han Muye, grinned and said, "How can I not believe that Immortal Han made a move?"

Han Muye nodded, took the spirit stone and the elixir, and walked into the quiet room.

At the door, Jin Jialin watched the quiet room door close with a smile on his face.

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Ming who was beside him.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, in fact, it doesn't matter if this elixir can't be refined."

"Anyway, I still have the elixir."

He rubbed his hands and said softly, "I'm mainly interested in your business."

"I've seen that Fellow Daoist Kong," Jin Jialin lowered his voice, his eyes shining brightly, "That one, is he from Zhongzhou?"

Zhongzhou.

That is the holy place in the practice world.

It's a pity that Xijiang is isolated from Zhongzhou. If you want to go to Zhongzhou, you need to change lanes and go around. Without enough strength, it is impossible to go there.

Among the powerhouses in Western Xinjiang, not many have actually been to Zhongzhou.

Zhongzhou is also relatively xenophobic, and it is difficult for practitioners from western Xinjiang to adapt.

"Senior Jin has taken a fancy to our company's Zhongzhou Commercial Road?" Jiang Ming looked at the quiet room in front of him without changing his expression, and said softly, "I can't make decisions about such things."

Jin Jialin laughed loudly, turned his head to look at Jingshi: "I understand, of course it's Han Jixian who has the final say."

"I'll just wait here until Immortal Han comes out—"

"boom--"

A thunderclap interrupted his words.

Then the door of the quiet room opened.

Holding a jade bottle in his hand, Han Muye strode out.

"What is Patriarch Jin waiting for me?"

Jin Jialin's eyes widened, and then a daze flashed across his face: "You, Immortal Han, have you refined this pill?"