Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 425 Immortal Qi (22 Chapters) Asking for a Monthly Pass

The big snake has been severely injured by a whip.

At this time to help, it is clear that it is cheap.

He also said that he wanted a wooden whip in Han Muye's hand.

This is just one more polite remark than Ming Jiao.

Han Muye laughed, and the wooden whip in his hand shook lightly.

"Om-"

Aura came from the wooden whip, covering the big snake.

The blood and demonic energy on the snake was pulled and slid toward the wooden whip.

To store a large amount of elixir, you need to consume a lot of aura and other powers.

It can be the accumulation of spiritual stones, or it can be other items.

It's good that this big snake provides aura and blood.

Seeing that Han Muye ignored him and only took the big snake away, the big man's face slowly turned gloomy.

"Fellow Daoist, according to the rules of the Ancient God Medicine Garden, whoever sees it has a share. It's a bit unruly for you to do this." The big man pressed his hand on the handle of the axe behind him.

The power of tyranny rises.

A practitioner of the fifth level of Nascent Soul.

Han Muye's strength was restrained, and he could only feel the appearance of entering Nascent Soul for the first time.

It's not that he is trying to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, it's because of his own strength characteristics, full of qi and blood power, covering the power of spiritual qi.

If it wasn't for the fact that Han Muye's cultivation base was not as high as his own, the big man with an axe wouldn't be able to share the benefits like this.

The big man was also careful, his aura was rising, and when he saw that Han Muye and Daoist Da Yan were not nervous at all, he immediately stepped back.

Han Muye smiled and shook his head, letting him leave.

Not long after entering the medicine garden, most people have nothing to gain, and there is no need to take action.

With this time, it is better to collect more elixir.

For outsiders' dangerous medicine garden, Han Muye strode freely.

In ten days, he subdued more than 100 puppets.

The strongest of them, the cultivation base combat power has been able to cut out the first level.

If it is an ordinary Dan Xiu, in front of these puppets, it is really difficult to please.

These losses are fast and powerful. The key is that they are hidden everywhere, and they are elusive and unpredictable.

There are also magic circles between the various medicine gardens. For outsiders, it may be a headache, and if you are not careful, you will die.

But Han Muye had no worries at all.

The various arrangements in the medicine garden in the memory of the grass whip, as long as you pay a little attention, you can easily deal with it.

And with the grass whip in hand, you can scatter into the formation, or you can directly use the power in the grass whip to pull out directly.

In ten days, Han Muye collected millions of various spiritual medicines.

Later, he has already started to select medicines with more than 100 years of potency, which are expensive enough to collect.

The idea that I had to dig out the medicine garden was long gone.

This is probably what a poor man looks like when he enters the treasury. At first, he thought of taking everything away, but after seeing enough treasures, he loses his appetite.

Numb.

"boom--"

Ahead, there was a roar.

Either fighting the monsters in the medicine garden or snatching the elixir.

In ten days, most of the practitioners gathered a lot of elixir.

very fat.

According to past experience, after ten days in the medicine garden, Dan Xiu, who felt that his cultivation was insufficient, would hurry to find a remote place to hide, wait for the medicine garden to close, and send himself out.

Even out of the medicine garden, it will attract all kinds of fighting and snatch.

Han Muye moved and appeared in a barren spiritual field.

The more desolate the place is, there are either big monsters or old elixir.

Sure enough, there are three thousand-year-old elixir in this spiritual field.

"Ten-thousand-year-old jade bamboo shoots, no wonder there are so many people grabbing them." Han Mu's face was full of smiles as he looked at the dozen or so practitioners in front of him.

Among them, the five strongest are all at the ninth level of Nascent Soul, half-step out of the body.

At this time, these five people had already made a real fire, and the weak primordial spirits came out of their bodies, arousing the power of the primordial soul, and their bodies were so fast that the surrounding primordial souls and several Jindan practitioners could only step back.

When Han Muye arrived, the great cultivators didn't care and still fought with all their might.

The Nascent Soul and Jin Dan next to them glanced at them, and one of the practitioners who was half-stepped into the realm was shocked, with surprise in his eyes.

Han Muye flew up and rushed towards the three green bamboo shoots three feet tall.

"court death!"

"roll--"

"act recklessly."

The spiritual light in the hands of several Nascent Soul major repairers smashed directly at Han Muye.

A light of aura turned into a rope, the green was golden, and it had a bloody aura.

A ray of aura shrouded directly, like a cloud, with a bloody aura permeating it.

There was also an aura vibrating, and a harsh whistling came out.

The three rays of aura clearly wanted Han Muye's life.

Seeing the spiritual light falling, Han Muye's eyes flashed a cold look, and he raised his hand and punched out.

"boom--"

The chains were shattered, the spiritual mist was scattered, and the whistling aura was rolled back.

With one blow, the three Nascent Soul powerhouses couldn't stop them in the slightest.

This scene shocked everyone.

Even the five great monks turned their attention to this side.

Han Muye's punch did not dissipate, and he moved forward.

The practitioners of Nascent Soul and Jindan raised their hands, ready to resist.

Only the half-step cultivator who noticed Han Muye at the beginning quickly stepped back.

"boom--"

The fist marks broke several masks, causing those practitioners to panic.

More auras gathered, but found that the fist mark could not be stopped at all.

too strong!

This understatement is a punch, but it is so strong!

Is this a cultivator who doesn't seem to have entered the Nascent Soul for the first time?

"Bam—"

The body of the first Nascent Soul cultivator was shattered, and various collected elixir and several storage bags were scattered.

"boom--"

The body of the second Nascent Soul cultivator was shattered, and Nascent Soul fled with a storage bag, leaving behind the elixir and three storage bags on the ground.

Until this time, the fist mark slowly dissipated.

Han Muye didn't turn his head, ignored the elixir and storage bags all over the floor, and still rushed towards the jade-colored bamboo shoots in front of him.

The five great monks who had fought before reacted at this time.

This guy is clearly pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

Han Muye's figure landed in front of the jade shoots, and a wooden whip appeared in his hand. With a swipe, he collected three thousand-year-old elixir.

After receiving the elixir, Han Muye looked up at the five great cultivators with changing expressions.

The wooden whip in his hand flashed a blue fairy light.

Treasure!

This wooden whip is definitely an unimaginable treasure!

The five great cultivators did not hesitate to make their own shots.

Or aura, or magic, or sword.

In an instant, five streams of light collided with Han Muye.

A smile appeared on the corner of Han Muye's mouth.

These guys are attacking him, isn't he also attacking theirs?

There is a formation suppression in this medicine garden, and it is extremely suppressed for spiritual sense exploration. These guys can basically escape their lives as long as they escape ten miles away.

So Han Muye took out the straw whip.

Treasure, touching!

"boom--"

The sky's blood swelled, and the phantom of the divine beast appeared behind Han Muye.

With one after another of qi and blood intertwined, he punched out, smashing all the Wudao attacks.

At this moment, he showed unimaginable power.

"Leave your storage bags and protective magic weapons, I don't have to kill people."

Han Muye clenched his fists and spoke softly.

The power of qi and blood was overwhelming, and the few Jindan practitioners who had not escaped far had already vomited blood and fell to the ground.

The half-step Tianjian also trembled all over, and it was difficult to even lift his feet.

Several of the great monks who touched the out-of-body body were all pale.

It turned out that in front of him was such a strong man!

"Om-"

A great cultivator directly came out of his primordial spirit, and his primordial spirit led his body, carrying a few storage bags, and flew away in an instant.

Yuanshen's speed is extremely fast, and it is difficult to catch up.

Seeing him flee, everyone else moved.

It's just that Han Muye chuckled lightly and raised his hand before waiting for the others to act.

"Thorn-"

A long sword was in its place, smashing the escaped primordial spirit.

His sword of the soul, let alone a weak primordial spirit, is the condensed primordial spirit of the great cultivator of the gods, and it is no more difficult than cutting a blank piece of paper.

The sword of the soul is the nemesis of the primordial spirit.

"Why, I don't want to kill indiscriminately." Han Muye shook his head, and the long sword returned with many storage bags.

Obviously, this great cultivator has robbed many elixir before.

A magic weapon Dan Ding wobbled back and fell into Han Muye's hands.

"What about you?" Han Muye's eyes fell on the four remaining cultivators in front of him.

The meaning of oppression is obvious.

The four big monks looked at each other and took out their storage bags.

One.

two.

five.

ten.

Han Muye stretched out his finger and pointed at the one who took out the most, and said lightly, "Leave your magic weapon and go."

The big cultivator hesitated, put down a cauldron, and flew away.

When his figure completely disappeared ten miles away, the other three looked at each other, took out the storage bags on their bodies, put down their respective magic weapons, and then flew away in several directions.

Dayan Daoist flashed his figure and put away all the storage bags and magic weapons.

Han Muye turned his head and looked at the fallen Nascent Soul and Jin Dan practitioners.

"You don't want to die, do you?"

Those few people were busy taking out their storage bags and spiritual tools, and only one of them had a low-grade magic weapon long knife.

Daoist Da Yan checked, shook his head in disappointment, and sure enough, there was no oil or water.

Those practitioners who put down their treasures left, only the half-step heaven who looked strange before turned back and whispered: "Senior, Fellow Daoist Li Zhongjing was chased and killed."

Li Zhongjing?

Han Muye's eyes were full of light, and his body was condensed.

The half-step Tianjing hurriedly bowed: "Senior, I was watching the battle of the pill that day. Later, the Lord Demon came, and I also saw it."

Speaking of this, he paused and said in a low voice, "It was Zhu Guangshou and his classmate who were chasing Daoist Li Zhongjing."

Zhu Guangshou?

Han Muye nodded, raised his hand and threw a few storage bags and a magic weapon over.

"take me."

A happy look flashed on the half-step Tianjing's face, and he took the storage bag and the magic weapon.

unexpected surprise.

He himself only had a high-grade spiritual weapon before, but now Han Muye directly rewarded him with a magic weapon.

Sure enough, in the medicine garden, holding the big monk's thigh tightly, you can follow the soup.

"Senior, please come with me." He turned around and left, leading Han Muye to rescue Li Zhongjing.

Although Han Muye was not a kindhearted person, he still would not help the cultivators he knew well.

What's more, Li Zhongjing is not bad, and he is obsessed with Dan Dao.

"boom--"

After walking a hundred miles, there was a roar from the front.

"Li Zhongjing, you put a hat on Lao Tzu back then, but today Lao Tzu wants you to die!" came Zhu Guangshou's voice.

"Bullshit, I and my junior sister are in love with each other, can you fucking control what they do when they have sex?" Li Zhongjing's voice was a little hoarse.

Too bad it's rotten, isn't it?

Cast it.