Is there a problem?

Bai Suzhen was stared at by Han Muye, and for the first time felt her heart beat faster.

This guy's eyes are so fascinating......

No, this guy said it, the temptation is too great!

"No, no, no problem."

Bai Suzhen showed a hint of blush on her face, lowered her head, and then looked at the paper scroll in her hand.

"The best pill, the immortal pill, these pills, the price of each one, I'm afraid that the strong people in the realm will go bankrupt......"

Seventh, sixth, and even fifth-grade pills, each of which is worth hundreds of thousands or even millions of spirit stones.

If the price is more than ten times higher according to the best, I can't imagine it at all.

It's a business you can't even imagine!

In the past, those top-grade Cloud Qi Pills and top-grade Melting Spirit Pills refined by Han Muye could make her earn a little at most.

What she values more is actually Han Muye's potential.

Sure enough, it's only been a long time, and there is really big business coming!

With the elixirs listed on this paper scroll, it is not impossible to set off a storm in the Western Xinjiang cultivation world!

"Each of these pills can change the fate of a cultivator, so it is naturally expensive." Han Muye showed a smile on his face and said softly: "If you can buy it, it's chance, isn't it?" ”

Bai Suzhen nodded with a complicated expression.

Good luck.

Once upon a time, she was Han Muye's chance.

Now, Han Muye has become her chance!

She seemed to be shocked by this huge gap, until Han Muye took away the Dan furnace she used, agreed to collect the elixir for alchemy, and sent them to the door, Still a little dazed.

"Yuming Bone Pill, Wupin Pill, if you can refine the best ...... or above"

Looking at the backs of Han Muye and Jiang Ming, Bai Suzhen whispered in her mouth, and her eyes revealed a fine light.

"Li Mubai, you have been stuck at the peak of the Yuanying Duo for many years, right?"

"When I get the best Yuming Bone Pill, I see if you will come to beg me for this, daughter......"

Turning her head, she glanced at the shop behind her, and then said in a deep voice, "I'll go down the mountain." ”

……

Jiang Ming, who had left Suzhen Building, lowered his head and did not speak, Han Muye turned his head to look at him, and then said with a smile: "What, are you still thinking about my transaction with the white shopkeeper?" ”

Jiang Ming looked up at him and said in a low voice: "Childe, that's the eldest lady of the Bai family, it is rumored that she is the Demon Sect behind her." ”

Jiang Ming was born in casual cultivation, and the rumors he heard were quite mixed.

As for Bai Suzhen's true identity, he was not sure.

But the scattered cultivators are a little afraid of the Demon Sect.

Relatively speaking, Daomen and Sword Cultivation have a much better reputation.

Han Muye's cooperation with the disciples of the Demon Sect really made him feel a little uncertain.

Demon path cultivators act without scruples, ruthless and ruthless.

"Jiang Ming, my generation's cultivation is really for others?" Stopped, Han Muye suddenly spoke.

Jiang Ming was stunned and shook his head.

There is no one in the world who is a saint who is dedicated to others.

Such a practitioner will not live long.

"Since it's all for myself, is there a problem with me exchanging the Dan Dao means I have mastered for benefits?" Han Muye looked at Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming nodded.

No problem.

Practicing the Dan Dao is not in exchange for the benefits you need, but is it really for, like?

As far as he Jiang Ming is concerned, he is not really dedicated to Dan Dao, and the others have no desires.

"Just ......"

Before he finished speaking, Han Muye had already said it for him.

"It's just that cooperating with the people of the Demon Sect like this will damage the interests of the sect, and I am afraid that the people of the Demon Sect will be cold-hearted, isn't it?"

Jiang Ming nodded again.

That's really what he's worried about.

Han Muye laughed and walked forward slowly: "I have already conceded the interests of Dantang. ”

"As for cooperating with Shopkeeper Bai, if I don't look for her, who will help me find the elixir, and who will help me sell the elixir?"

The elixir needed to refine a high-grade elixir is not something you want.

If there is no way, you may not be able to get together a pill in ten years.

Selling pills, the same is true.

There is no way, and you still expect to be able to sell these precious pills?

It's good not to be hacked and eaten by black.

And these things that Han Muye can't do, Bai Suzhen can do, and he does it very well.

Han Muye was not afraid that Bai Suzhen would not be able to find the elixir, because she wanted to sell the elixir.

He was not afraid that Bai Suzhen would sell the pill to the opponent of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, because Bai Suzhen was smart and would not do so.

She also wants to do business for the long haul.

As for the interests of the sect, Han Muye had already promised the sect leader Jin Ze that half of the elixir he refined would be handed over to the sect for sale.

Balancing public and private interests is the king.

After listening to Han Muye, Jiang Ming nodded, with a wry smile on his face.

Maybe this is the difference between loose cultivation and sect elites, right?

The landscape is completely different.

Han Muye said that Jiang Ming, who is a casual cultivator, has the most feelings.

As a casual cultivator, what he calculates every day is the instigation of one spirit stone and two spirit stones, and a large sect elite like Han Muye doesn't care about spirit stones at all.

All goods are for the aid of spiritual practice!

This is the way of cultivation!

On the other hand, would a great sect in the Western Frontier like the Nine Xuan Sword Sect need its disciples to dedicate their interests and opportunities?

If this is really the case, then the sect will become an existence lying on the disciple to suck blood.

What cohesion does such a sect have?

The bigger the sect, the less it will squeeze the disciples in the sect.

The sword weapons in the Sword Pavilion, each one is of extraordinary value, and those disciples can't get it as long as they are qualified?

With just one Sword Pavilion, there are not many sects in the Western Frontier that can compare to the Nine Xuan Sword Sect.

"What the big sects lack is the strong."

"As long as the disciple has the ability, talent, and fate, the sect will give him enough resources to help him grow."

"The sect and the disciples complement each other."

Han Muye's voice carried a hint of emotion.

The rise of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect can be seen as a process in which countless grassroots cultivators become stronger together.

Only such a sect can be cohesive.

It is also such a sect that can flourish rapidly in the past thousand years, and under the suppression of the major sects, it has bucked the trend and become the great sect of Western Xinjiang.

His interests in Han Muye were also tied to the Nine Xuan Sword Sect.

The more prosperous the Sword Sect became, the more resources he could get and the more stable space he could cultivate.

"When—"

"When—"

"When—"

On Jiuxuan Mountain, a low bronze bell sounded.

The voice was low and solemn, this was the fall of a master of the realm.

Han Muye was shocked and walked quickly.

By the time he and Jiang Ming returned to the Sword Pavilion, a group of Sword Battle Hall disciples in black robes were already standing in front of the stone steps.

Huang Laoliu, who was wearing a linen robe, had a solemn face and stood on the stone steps.

Seeing Han Muye coming, he took a step back and gave up the position of the sword.

"When fighting with the Wind Spirit Sword Sect for a mineral deposit, he was ambushed, and Xu Haosheng, the elder of the Three Pools Pavilion, fell."

Huang Laoliu lowered his voice and spoke softly.

The disputes between the Nine Xuan Sword Sect and the Wind Spirit Sword Sect are now mostly gathered on the spiritual veins of the various mineral deposits.

The Nine Xuan Sword Sect fought everywhere under the rule of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect and the original Tailing Sword Sect, mainly to loot resources.

Naked plunder.

This is the true face of the conquest of the sects in the cultivation world.

Not for these, is it really just for the sake of face and ranking?

Han Muye turned his head and looked at the black-robed disciple who was sending the sword.

They are all masters of the Sword Battle Hall, and the last few are the disciples of the Santan Pavilion.

Han Muye's gaze swept over, and a black-robed disciple standing in the back had a sad expression that was a little more stunned.

Yang Shao.

The closed disciple of Xu Haosheng, the elder of Santan Pavilion.

At the beginning, Han Muye helped Yang Shao perform Bibo swordsmanship, let him cultivate the first two levels of Bibo swordsmanship, and was accepted by Xu Haosheng as a closed disciple.

Some time ago, in the Law Acting Building, Yang Shao asked Han Muye to perform the third level of Bibo swordsmanship.

It's just that Han Muye said that Yang Shaoxiu was not in a good state of mind and refused.

"Santan Pavilion Elder Xu Haosheng killed the enemy bravely and died of exhaustion, and the disciples of the Sword Battle Hall brought back his sword and sent it to the Sword Pavilion."

The short-bearded middle-aged man holding the long sword had a solemn face, stepped forward, and held the sword with both hands.

Han Muye nodded and reached out to catch the sword.

"Wait a minute."

At this moment, a voice sounded in the team that sent the sword.

A young man in a black robe bowed to Han Muye, and then said, "This senior brother, the rules of the sect, the sword weapon collected by the Sword Pavilion, if there is a claimant under the door, you can stay in the Sword Pavilion temporarily, isn't it?" ”

Han Muye nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

Although the sect fell, all the sword weapons that could be brought back would be brought back to the Sword Pavilion, but those masters had relatives and relatives, and if these people applied for sword weapons, they could also take them back.

Just like when Luo Yisheng brought back his son's relics.

However, this application is not available to everyone.

"Su Chengyun, what qualifications do you have to apply for the master's sword weapon?"

Someone in the group shouted.

"That is, applying for the master's sword weapon is not only based on the disciples' cultivation of the disciples, but also on the relatives."

Someone shouted loudly.

Of course, there are rules for applying for a sword.

Let's talk about intimacy first, and then rank the strength and weakness.

Could it be that the saber is not handed over to the relatives, but also passed on to outsiders?

Han Muye reached out to hold the sword, then gently grasped the hilt of the sword, and drew the sword out of its sheath.

An icy aura instantly permeated.

Spiritual weapons.

No wonder these disciples want to fight.

It is relatively easy to apply for a sword weapon, and if you have to rely on your own cultivation to receive a spiritual weapon, you must at least go to the realm to enlighten the gods to have a chance.

"Today, the elder of the Santan Pavilion Xu Haosheng will wear a sword into the Sword Pavilion, and within three years, the disciples of the sect can apply for this sword with a letter from the sect."

After speaking, he held the long sword in both hands and turned into the Sword Pavilion.

Huang Lao Liu took his place and began to collect other sword weapons.

The spirit weapon-level long sword was naturally going to be sent to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion.

Han Muye, who was holding a sword in both hands, slowly ascended the stairs, and pressed his palm on the hilt of the long sword.

The sword qi was infused, and the long sword reverberate.

Among the sword weapons, there are scattered sword intent circulation, but unfortunately it has not yet taken shape.

Pictures emerged in Han Muye's mind.

The Taoist in the green robe is elegant and easy-going.

Xu Haosheng, the elder of Santan Pavilion, is a master of water veins, a heavy enlightenment period, and is good at swordsmanship, chasing waves, and cloud rivers.

Nearly three hundred years of life, condensed pictures, practice, sword practice, tasks.

The picture keeps flowing, and the life of a sect monk seems to be condensed on this long sword.

Life and death, honor and disgrace are closely related to the sect.

Han Muye has seen too many such pictures.

An ordinary life is not a happy thing.

Who can live for 300 years?

Ordinary people, who can fly to the sky and escape to the earth for 300 years?

Practice, in addition to immortality, can have more wonderful.

The long sword shook, and Han Muye's eyes narrowed.

In the picture in my mind, a young man in a green robe is holding a long sword and standing outside a large city.

"After a hundred years of vicissitudes, I haven't been able to break off my love after all......"

"The Xu family, are you still there?"