That's not a good answer.

If you say yes, it means that you have ambitions for the suzerain.

said no, it was because he had different intentions for the sect.

This Tuoba is an old fellow, and it's very bad.

"Uncle Tuoba don't worry, if there is an opportunity to refine the Void Infant Pill, I will definitely make a move."

Han Muye arched his hand, then turned around and left.

Watching him walk out of the main hall, Zhang Zhihe said with a smile: "This kid has a sense of belonging to the sect, don't be in a hurry." ”

Hearing his words, Wu Ziyuan turned his head, with a strange look in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Don't force him?" Then the Wind Spirit Sword Sect won't force us? ”

"There is also Li Mubai of the Shangyang Demon Sect, for so many years, he has placed his concubine in my Jiuxuan Mountain, and outsiders see that he has a good relationship with my Jiuxuan Sword Sect, but in fact, he doesn't care about this daughter at all."

"Also, the Southern Wilderness will inevitably move west within a hundred years, and it will be difficult for everyone in my Western Xinjiang to protect themselves at that time."

Wu Ziyuan looked at Tuoba Cheng: "Senior Brother Tuoba, the sacrifice of the sect master, and the sacrifice of Senior Brother Lu Hao are all for the immortality of my Nine Xuan Sword Sect inheritance." ”

"Han Muye, if he has the righteousness of the sect in his heart, he shouldn't bargain and take all kinds of tricks."

Tuoba Cheng nodded and said in a low voice, "What Senior Brother said makes sense. ”

Wu Ziyuan's face was overjoyed, and just as he was about to speak, Tuoba Cheng said again: "I don't know what the relationship between Han Muye and Bai Suzhen is, and on Yunchao Ridge, whether Master Tu Sun invited him to the Taiyi Sword Sect." ”

Wu Ziyuan's smile froze.

"The master of Zhongzhou Xuanyang Wei invited him." Tuoba Cheng turned around and said as he walked: "It's really urgent, people have left the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, and they are still moisturized." ”

Until Zhang Zhihe also left with a smile, the expression on Wu Ziyuan's face had not eased.

Indeed, as Tuoba Cheng said, people don't have to hang on a tree in the Nine Xuanjian Gate.

The cohesion of the sect has never been at the expense of the interests of its disciples.

"No wonder Kanazawa chose you." Wu Ziyuan glanced at the empty hall, whispered, and turned to walk out.

……

Han Muye returned to the Sword Pavilion and went straight to the third floor.

He said that he was going to retreat, and it was not a lie.

However, it is necessary to wait until the Cloud Transformation Golden Lotus is refined into an elixir and swallowed before retreating.

In that way, after changing the cultivation qualifications, the cultivation will definitely improve day by day.

At present, he doesn't have many elixirs, so it's good to deduce the alchemy technique later.

It's almost there.

"Tao Ran Ancestor, it seems that he is not idle in Mushen City." Thinking of what Tuoba Cheng said, Han Muye whispered softly.

Void Infant Pill, it turned out that Tao Ran Ancestor was in Mushen City, and he was studying Void Infant Pill.

Under the current circumstances, there should indeed be a few more Heavenly Realms in the Western Frontier in order to ensure its own safety.

"I don't know what the Wanhua Dao people and the Spirit Dao Sect will think." Thinking of what the Wanhua Dao doppelganger said in the underground tunnel of the black stone beach of Qingmang Mountain, Han Muye's expression sank again.

As the strongest man in Western Xinjiang, if Wanhua Zhenren is determined to leave the Tianxuan World and open the passage to seal the town, he will still have a chance to succeed in the end.

But when the channel is opened, no one knows what the consequences will be.

At the beginning on Yunchao Ridge, if it weren't for Huang Laoliu's action to seal the passage and let those outside the evil demons enter the Western Frontier, the current Western Frontier may have been occupied by evil demons.

Wanhua Daoist said that he had already connected with the Immortal Spirit Realm.

The fairy world, the world of immortals and Buddhas.

Lingdao Sect.

Wanhua Dao people.

Yuan Infant Triple Strong.

Looking up at the window, Han Muye took a deep breath.

The only good news now is that under the tunnels of Black Rock Beach, he beheaded the doppelganger of the Wanhua Daoist.

The fall of this doppelganger will make the Wanhua Dao people need to retreat and breathe for at least three or two years.

Three or two years, that's too short.

Han Muye was not sure that within three or two years, he would have the strength to fight with the Great Elder of the Spirit Dao Sect and the Wanhua Dao people.

Moreover, this matter cannot be told to anyone else.

When the passage under the Yunchao Ridge was opened, even Master Tu Sun gave up the sect and left, not to mention the passage for the suppression of the Spirit Dao Sect, which could contact the fairy spirit world.

If other cultivators really knew about this, maybe they would rush to help the Wanhua Dao people open the sealed town.

Gently clenching his fists, Han Muye's eyes shone with a brilliant light.

If that world invades the Tianxuan World, I don't know if the Zhongzhou Dynasty can stop it?

Do Wen Xiang and General Chongwu have the strength to resist?

But even if Zhongzhou makes a move, if the passage is opened, it will be Xijiang who will suffer first, right?

It's useless to think too much, if you want to have more strength, it's the most reliable thing to improve your own strength.

Carrying qi, blood, and aura, and refining the sword pills in the dantian, Han Muye's heart moved again.

He got up and walked down the stairs.

"Senior Brother Han."

Liu Hong, who was sitting behind the long case, and Yang Mingxuan, who was wiping his sword, both bowed.

Han Muye nodded, looked at Liu Hong and said, "Senior Brother Liu, you can help me pay more attention to the news about the Sword Pill." ”

Kenmaru.

The sword pills that circulated in Western Xinjiang may have been scattered by Yuan Tian Jianzun back then.

If he could collect a few more sword pills, Han Muye was confident that he would increase his combat power several times.

"Okay, I'll pay more attention to the news of the next sword pill." Liu Hong nodded.

Han Muye turned his head and saw Yang Mingxuan coming over.

"Senior Brother Han, Xijiang is ready to rearrange the nine factions, right?" Yang Mingxuan looked at Han Muye and spoke in a low voice.

Han Muye nodded.

It's getting word out very quickly.

"Senior Brother Han, I think," Yang Mingxuan looked at Han Muye, and there was a glimmer of sparkle in his eyes: "I want to represent the Mingshan Sword Sect and win the position of the Nine Sects." ”

On behalf of the Mingshan Sword Sect.

The current sect master of the Mingshan Sword Sect is Zhao Yankun, the eldest disciple of Yang Dingshan.

The Mingshan Sword Sect didn't say that Yang Mingxuan was not a member of the Mingshan Sword Sect, but for such a long time, even when the sect master succeeded to the throne, he didn't send anyone to invite Yang Mingxuan.

Obviously, no one in the Mingshan Sword Sect would care about Yang Mingxuan.

But Yang Mingxuan still remembered Yang Dingshan's words.

If you have the ability, go and snatch the Mingshan Sword Sect back.

For Yang Dingshan, the position of the nine factions in Western Xinjiang is a lifelong goal.

It's a pity that it didn't happen in the end.

"Help the Mingshan Sword Sect become one of the Nine Sects in Western Xinjiang?" Han Muye looked at Yang Mingxuan.

Now Yang Mingxuan has cultivated the sword cultivation technique and the sword cultivation technique.

Raise the sword bones, and then melt the sword weapon in the body.

Yang Mingxuan's current combat power, the ordinary foundation building three or four times can still deal with it.

This strength is not weak among his peers.

But it is impossible to participate in the competition of the nine factions with such strength.

"I think about it, is there a way." Han Muye nodded.

Before Yang Dingshan fell on Yunchao Ridge, he was so arrogant.

A sentence of "when no one cares about me in the western frontier", generously went to death.

Now Yang Mingxuan wants to help the Mingshan Sword Sect win the position of the Nine Sects, and Han Muye is willing to help him.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Han." Yang Mingxuan bowed to Han Muye, then turned around and went to wipe the sword.

Liu Hong, who was on the side, sighed, then looked at Han Muye and said, "Senior Brother Han, are you free, let's go and see the sword weapon under the mountain?" ”

It was the long sword that he thought was a little strange.

Han Muye nodded and walked out of the Sword Pavilion with him.

Lu Gao wanted to follow, but was stopped by Han Muye.

Nafang City is not far away, only within a thousand miles, and belongs to the rule of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate.

It's safe.

Han Muye knew that as soon as the rules of the nine factions came out, many sects in Western Xinjiang wanted him to die.

He wasn't prepared to run around lately.

However, under the rule of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, there is no problem.

His own combat strength is not afraid of cultivators under the half-step Heaven Realm.

drove the flying boat with Liu Hong and floated down the mountain.

Within a thousand miles, it didn't take long to arrive.

"Laoshan Town, this place is the smallest of the several black markets under the rule of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect." Putting away the boat and changing his clothes, Liu Hong, while walking, introduced.

The black market, nothing can be seen.

In such a place, wearing the robes of the disciples of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, outsiders are not far away from too much contact.

At this time, Han Muye and Liu Hong not only changed their clothes, but also wore masks.

Anyway, along the way, many people are dressed like this, black robes, masks.

When I arrived at the town, from the location of the city gate, I saw cultivators in twos and threes, setting up all kinds of stalls.

Those who sell pills, those who sell spiritual materials, all kinds of jade slips, weapons, magic weapons, everything.

It's just that from Han Muye's point of view, these things are all ordinary goods.

He is in the Sword Pavilion, and he has already raised his vision very high.

It's not a spiritual weapon, and I'm basically too lazy to look at it.

"Senior Brother Han, there are no spiritual weapons here, and semi-spiritual weapons are rare." Seeing that Han Muye's gaze was only swept and he was not interested in looking, Liu Hong said with a smile.

"Don't try to pick up leaks in places like this."

Liu Hong shook his head and stretched out his hand to look around: "Most of the things here are real garbage. ”

"A small part of it is stolen goods."

The word "leakage" was said to him by Han Muye.

Han Muye said that his talent is very suitable for picking up leaks.

Liu Hong led Han Muye to a place to turn around, and saw an old man in a green robe sitting there.

The old man's face was thin, his beard was a little unkempt, and there were some fragments of spiritual materials and elixirs in front of him.

They are all extremely ordinary things, and together they are not worth three or two spirit stones.

Seeing Han Muye and Liu Hong standing in front of him, the old man didn't raise his eyes.

"Where's your sword, show me again."

When Liu Hong squatted down, he spoke in a low voice.

Hearing his words, the old man was stunned, opened his eyes wide, and looked at Liu Hong.

"Oh, it turned out to be you, a fellow Daoist."

The old man narrowed his eyes and said softly, "You have already seen it last time, this sword is not sold without eight thousand spirit stones." ”

Liu Hong nodded and said, "I'll confirm again, if the sword is really good, I'll buy it." ”

As he spoke, in his palm, a high-grade spirit stone flashed away.

The old man's eyes lit up, his gaze swept over Han Muye, and then he took out a long sword wrapped in clear cloth from the backpack on his waist.

Liu Hong took the sword, held it with both hands, looked at it carefully, and then handed it to Han Muye.

Han Muye reached out and grasped the long sword, and then held his hand on the hilt of the sword.

After pondering for a moment, he looked down at the old man in front of him: "This sword, you really sell it?" ”

The old man laughed, nodded and said, "Sell, why don't you sell it, just sell it if you give it to the spirit stone." ”

Han Muye stroked the long sword with his palm, and said lightly: "Liu Hong, give him a high-grade spirit stone." ”

A high-grade spirit stone is worth 10,000 lower-grade spirit stones.

That's a direct increase of two thousand.

Liu Hong nodded, and reached out to press the high-grade spirit stone into the old man's cuffs.

The old man was stunned for a moment and looked at Han Muye: "Fellow Daoist, this sword has been cultivated by me for many years, but it is not worth ten thousand spirit stones." ”

Eight thousand spirit stones sold swords, and the old man was already a little panicked, but the people directly gave ten thousand spirit stones, which made him extremely worried.

A person who can throw out 10,000 spirit stones so lightly must have an extraordinary identity.

Liu Hong also looked at Han Muye.

He didn't know why Han Muye wanted to increase the price to collect the sword.

Han Muye chuckled, turned around with his sword and left, and the words came softly: "The inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism in Zhongzhou is very rare in Western Xinjiang." ”

"This sword has been raised for decades with Haoran temperature, how can it be worth that price."

Zhongzhou?

Haoran gas?

Confucianism and Taoism?

Liu Hong, who was following behind Han Muye, was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at the old man who was selling swords.

At this time, the old man was in the distance, his eyes staring at Han Muye.

Waiting for Han Muye and Liu Hong to walk around the corner, the old man gritted his teeth, stood up, didn't even want a stall, and strode to follow.

Han Muye chuckled and led Liu Hong out of town.

"Fellow Daoist."

"Fellow Daoist."

At the entrance of Laoshan Town, the old man shouted behind him, rushed forward, and blocked Han Muye's way.

This made many people curious.

Han Muye stopped and said lightly: "What, don't you want to sell this sword?" ”

Hearing his words, the old man shook his head and said, "Sell, I'll sell this sword." ”

Then he stared at Han Muye and lowered his voice: "Fellow Daoist, what is going on with the Confucianism and Taoism inheritance?" ”

Han Muye laughed and said, "Didn't you say that this sword was cultivated by you?" ”

"You are cultivating this sword, how can you not know that there is a great aura in this sword?"

The old man's face changed, then he sighed lightly, arched his hand and said, "Fellow Daoist, this sword is not my cultivation. ”

"But don't worry, this sword was entrusted to me by the sword owner."

Han Muye nodded.

The old man wasn't lying.

The aura of the master of this sword was still there, but the sword weapon did not resist the sword qi he wanted to infuse into it.

The owner of this sword is a person from Zhongzhou, or a Confucian and Taoist practitioner in Zhongzhou.

"Let's go, and take them to meet the master of this sword."

Han Muye said.

The old man's face froze, he was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "This, he, has no grudge against you, right?" ”

Han Muye shook his head and said, "I haven't seen him yet, how can there be a grudge?" ”

The old man scratched his head and led Han Muye and Liu Hong to turn around and walk towards the town.

"Kong Daoyou was rescued by me at the foot of the cliff of Luguling Mountain."

"He was seriously injured at the time, and he only had one breath left."

The old man named Zhang Suotu introduced as he walked.

According to him, the sword was given to him by the man he had rescued.

This person was seriously injured, and his cultivation was also useless, so he sold the sword.

Follow Zhang Suotu through a few alleys and enter a small courtyard.

The courtyard is not big, but it is clean.

In the courtyard planted with wisteria, a forty-year-old man in a green robe has an indifferent face, sitting in a black wheelchair, basking in the sun.

Han Muye and the others walked into the small courtyard, and the middle-aged man opened his eyes and saw that Han Muye was holding the sword in his hand, and his expression did not change in the slightest.

"Kong Daoyou, these two want to meet you." Zhang Suotu said to the middle-aged man, then shrank back and quietly withdrew from the courtyard.

Han Muye's gaze fell on the middle-aged legs.

"Hehe, two fellow Daoists, it's really inconvenient to move, Kong is rude." The middle-aged man arched his hand and said with a smile.

Han Muye nodded and reached out to unmask him.

Liu Hong also unveiled the mask.

The two of them had such young faces that the middle-aged were stunned.

Han Muye sat on the stone bench not far in front of the middle-aged man, put the long sword on the table, and then looked at the middle-aged man and said, "I'm curious, how did you get from Zhongzhou to Western Xinjiang." ”

His hand was lightly clasped on the hilt of the sword, and the sword qi slowly flowed.

He bought the sword, and it was his.

The memories in the sword, he had already seen.

What he was curious about now was that they all said that Confucianism and Taoism practitioners had pure hearts, and he wanted to know if the person in front of him would lie in front of him.

Hearing Han Muye's words, the middle-aged man's expression changed, he stared at Han Muye, pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice: "I really didn't expect that there are still people in Xijiang who can recognize Haoran Qi." ”

Han Muye looked at him with a smile.

"In Xia Kong Chaode, it is indeed from Zhongzhou."

"I was originally a clerk in Heze County, Nanyuan County, Zhongzhou, and I have been practicing Confucianism for 30 years."

As the middle-aged man spoke, the aura on his body slowly changed.

Liu Hong, who was standing behind Han Muye, only felt an indescribable majesty rushing towards him.

This made him feel that the darkness in his heart had nowhere to hide, and it seemed that he had to be told to go out after staying overnight at the bottom of the mountain several times.

"Ahem." Han Muye coughed lightly, which made Liu Hong shocked.

His face turned red and he hurriedly lowered his head.

"The inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism in Zhongzhou is the most benevolent and righteous, and those who can cultivate Confucianism and Taoism are all gentlemen." Han Muye's voice sounded.

His hand pressed on the long sword in front of him, and said softly: "I'm more curious, how can you be willing to sell this gentleman's sword, Kong Wen." ”

Gentleman's Sword.

Cultivated with its own Haoran temperature, the sword qi is the haoran qi.

People raise swords with Confucianism and Taoism, and swords raise people with the will of a gentleman.

This sword can be regarded as a Confucian treasure.

Although the grade is relatively low.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Kong Chaode shook his head and sighed lightly: "Life is not long, it is difficult to repay Zhang Daoyou for saving his life, only this sword can be worth some spirit stones." ”

Hearing his words, Han Muye laughed, took his hand away from the sword, stood up and said, "Kong Shushu, if you don't tell me the truth, I won't help you." ”

"In the eyes of people who don't know Haoranqi, this sword is too expensive for a spirit stone."

"You are selling this sword just to attract someone who knows this sword."

Han Muye's words made Kong Chaode sit up straight, and the expression on his face turned solemn.

He arched his hand and said in a deep voice: "Daoyou really knows Haoran Qi, so there must be a way to connect with Zhongzhou." ”

"Please help me summon Xuanyang Wei, just say that Zhennan commanded Qian Yiming to use public weapons for private use, Mingli is crusading against the Southern Wilderness, but in fact it is to seize the secret realm of ten thousand demons in the Southern Wilderness."

Finally spoke about it.

Han Muye was in that sword just now, and he had already seen the memory of this incident in the sword weapon.

Kong Chaode, as a clerk of Heze County, came into contact with Qian Yiming because he was dealing with the logistics of Xuanyangwei and the Red Flame Army.

was also unintentional, knowing that Qian Yiming was for the secret realm of ten thousand demons, so he conquered the Southern Wilderness.

It's just that Kong Chaode didn't have time to report these things, so he was chased and killed by Qian Yiming's men.

Fortunately, the Confucian family in Heze County is also a big family, and they are all related to the imperial city.

With the help of his clansmen, Kong Chaode fled all the way.

But Qian Yiming was also ruthless enough, creating the illusion that the demon beast counterattacked Zhongzhou, slaughtered the Kong family, and cut off Kong Chaode's road to the imperial city, so that he could only turn to the Southern Wilderness.

Kong Chaode crossed the Southern Wilderness, was chased and killed by the masters of the Red Flame Army, and was tracked by demon beasts, until the Battle of Yunchaoling, with the help of the chaotic battle on the battlefield, he fled to the western frontier.

It's just that he was affected on Yunchao Ridge and was seriously injured.

"Fellow Daoist, please help me tell me that Qian Yiming knows what secrets are in the Ten Thousand Demon Secret Realm."

"Unfortunately, I have no way of knowing."

Kong Chaode arched his hand towards Han Muye, and then held a piece of jade slip in the palm of his hand.

Looking at the jade slip, Han Muye shook his head and said, "Kong Shushu, I can't help you with this matter." ”

"You don't know, there is a gambling contract between Qian Yiming and Lu Butcher, and within a hundred years, Wen Xiang will not interfere in their affairs."

Wenxiang will not interfere?

Kong Chaode's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, his face showed a blankness, and then, there was endless sadness.

"So, I don't have a chance to avenge the slaughter of the Manchus of my Kong family?"

Han Muye nodded, then shook his head again, leaned down slightly, and said in a low voice: "You can choose to live well, maybe, you can wait for the opportunity." ”

"I'm very interested in your talent in running a county's grain and grass and dispatching the logistics of 30,000 troops."

Kong Chaode raised his head and looked at Han Muye.

"You, who the hell are you?"

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