"Han Gongzi is here? Yao Yong of the Yulang Sword Sect came to visit. ”

Outside the courtyard, a voice came.

Sure enough, someone came again.

"The Yulang Sword Sect is the first Sword Sect in the third day of the original year, and the relationship with the Sword Pavilion is not very good, but it is not able to compete with the Sword Pavilion."

Mu Wan turned his head and whispered about the situation of the Yulang Sword Sect.

Speaking of this, she was a little embarrassed and said, "I don't know the situation now." ”

The gap between the previous Third Day First Sword Sect and the Third Day First Sword Sect was extremely huge.

I'm afraid that ten Jade Lang Sword Sects are not worth one Sword Pavilion.

But now that the Sword Pavilion is sitting on the master's errand, what is the comparison between the strengths of the two sects, it is not for outsiders to say clearly.

Han Muye nodded and looked at the middle-aged sword cultivator who walked in at the door.

A cyan robe was full of sword intent, and the Dao spirit patterns were intertwined, and there was a fine light between the eyes, making it impossible for people to look directly.

There was a misty halo on the sword that was behind it.

This is a powerful great sword cultivator.

Elder of the Yulang Sword Sect, a powerhouse of the Sword Dao Saint Realm, Yao Yong.

Seeing Han Muye's gaze looking at him, Yao Yong's gaze swept over Han Muye's body imperceptibly.

Han Muye was dressed in a white robe, and there was not the slightest sword aura and spiritual light.

But the sword box he carried behind him exuded a palpitating power.

At least the best magic weapon!

Such a powerful sword weapon, as long as there is a Heavenly Realm out-of-body cultivation, it can be used to kill the Half-Saint Realm effortlessly.

Han Muye is Senior Brother Mu Wan, a Daoist, it is possible for him to cultivate one or two levels higher than Mu Wan, as for being able to kill the demi-saint of Zhaoyang Dao Sect with his own combat power, it is a bit exaggerated.

Now, all the reasons are in this sword box.

Knowing this, Yao Yong chuckled and said: "Han Gongzi has excellent swordsmanship and excellent temperament, and he shot angrily when Yuntian Medicine Valley was in danger, Yao admired." ”

In any case, to be able to face a big sect for Yuntian Medicine Valley, this Han Muye has the courage.

"The seniors praised it falsely." Han Muye's face was indifferent, and he raised his hand to return the salute.

This Yao Yong was not in a hurry, so he sat opposite Han Muye in the small courtyard and talked out loud about kendo practice and some cultivation experiences.

In any case, this is a strong man who has been sanctified in the last three days of swordsmanship, and his words and deeds are extremely profound.

What he said about the cultivation of the sword, Han Muye also had an experience.

Han Muye replied casually, making Yao Yong look at Han Muye's gaze constantly changing.

Although he is a junior sword cultivator, every time Han Muye answers, it is a deep understanding, no less than the cultivation experience of some kendo saints.

Sage?

The person in front of him can't be a saint, so there is a saint behind him?

Yes, his sword must have been left by a saint.

I just don't know if the saint is in this realm now, or if he has gone to the immortal realm.

If that saint is still in this realm, then even if the Yulang Sword Sect pays a big price, it will have to be wooed.

When there are great changes today, the Yulang Sword Sect has its own ambitions.

Glancing at Han Muye, Yao Yong pretended to be casual and said, "Young Master Han, I heard that you are a disciple of the Sword Pavilion Trial, but I don't know that you can become a formal disciple now?" ”

Formal disciples?

Han Muye shook his head.

He hadn't had a chance to become an official disciple of the Sword Pavilion yet.

Of course, with the nine-yuan sword tower, if he enters the Sword Pavilion, he doesn't know what identity he will be counted.

Seeing Han Muye shaking his head, Yao Yong said loudly: "Young Master Han, you and I hit it off at first sight, I don't know if it is possible to invite Gongzi to be a guest of my Yulang Sword Sect?" ”

Yulang Sword Sect as a guest?

Mu Wan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned her head to look at Han Muye.

Han Muye smiled and nodded: "If you have time, the juniors will definitely bother." ”

His words made Yao Yong's face happy.

A sword cultivator will not break his promise.

Waiting for Yao Yong to leave, Mu Wan said in a low voice: "Senior brother, I'm afraid it's not so simple to be a guest when he said it." ”

If Han Muye really went to the Yulang Sword Sect, the other party would probably use all kinds of means to let him stay.

For a large sect, there is a background, and I am not afraid that you will not be tempted.

Hearing her words, Han Muye smiled and said, "I mean to go when you have some leisure." ”

"But I'm with you now, how can I have any leisure?"

His words made Mu Wan's face red, and she bowed her head happily.

Han Muye turned his head to look out of the small courtyard, his eyes revealing depth.

How could he be idle?

As the Prime Minister of the Heavenly Xuan Kingdom, he also bears the heavy responsibility of the God Emperor to deliver this realm, and he will have endless things to do.

But he was in no hurry.

The next time Sendai was opened was three thousand years later.

He had time, hiding behind his back, watching the chaos.

Let those who come up jump out, and he can clean up at once.

……

In the side hall where Shan Mingtao lived, Zhao Yu and several accompanying sword cultivators reported in a low voice.

"In the past two days, from the Wuyang Pavilion to the Yulang Sword Sect, the Dao Gate Yuling Dao Sect to the Wuji Dao Sect on the third day, a total of seventeen large and small forces have come into contact with Han Muye."

Seeing that Shan Mingtao's face remained unchanged, the disciples of the report said in a low voice again: "There is news from Wuyang Pavilion, and Han Muye has agreed to cooperate with them. ”

"The Yulang Sword Sect said that Han Muye promised to go to their sect as a guest."

"There is news from the Yuling Dao Sect, it is said that Han Muye and the Yuling Dao Sect Bai Qi Daojun had a very happy conversation."

"Sun Changyuan of the Wuji Dao Gate left from that small courtyard with a smile......"

The expression on Zhao Yu's face on the side slowly sank.

After this disciple finished his report, he snorted coldly: "In the entire Heavenly Domain, who can compare to my Sword Pavilion?" ”

"Brother Han too, he didn't come to visit Uncle Shan for so long, but he became entangled with these sects."

His words, the other disciples didn't dare to answer, they all looked up at Shan Mingtao.

Shan Mingtao tapped his fingers on the table in front of him, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Zhao Yu, this person can gather people's hearts on the satellite, I'm afraid it's not as simple as you think."

"The person who is in charge of one side of the force is different from the disciples who grew up in your sect and are dedicated to the sect."

Shan Mingtao stood up and said lightly: "Such a person is accustomed to weighing and pursuing the greatest interests. ”

Zhao Yu frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Senior uncle, my generation of sword cultivation emphasizes the understanding of thoughts, and the heart is pure, so calculating, can you still go far in the way of the sword?" ”

Can a sword cultivator with distracting thoughts in his heart still reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship?

The others looked at each other with a look of determination on their faces.

"I'll go see him." Shan Mingtao's face remained unchanged, and he stepped out: "In the end, it is the time for the sect to employ people, otherwise-"

Otherwise, he didn't say.

Several people in the hall had complicated expressions on their faces.

In the last three days, the First Sword Sect, the Sword Pavilion that could compete with the Yuling Dao Sect, had also reached such a difficult time?

Even the elders had to give up the usual arrogance of the Sword Pavilion and go to meet a person whose mind was not entirely on the way of the sword.

"Shan Mingtao went to see Han Muye." When Shan Mingtao walked towards Han Muye and Mu Wan's courtyard, the news had already spread.

"Hehe, this kid is really waiting for the price to sell." Wuyang Pavilion stationed, hearing the report of the disciple in front of him, Du Chengshan held his stomach and showed a sneer on his face.

"Does he really think he can maneuver between the parties?"

"I didn't come to my Jade Pan Hall last night, and I looked down at him."

The disciple of the report showed a look of doubt on his face, and Du Chengshan said lightly: "You can't maximize your interests, you have to wait until Shan Mingtao goes to see him, such people can't see the situation clearly." ”

Can't see the situation?

Wouldn't it be in the best interest to have a Sword Pavilion elder go and see him in person?

The disciple's face was still blank.

Du Chengshan waved his hand, too lazy to explain.

In another side hall, all the masters of the Yulang Sword Sect are there.

"Elder Yao, Shan Mingtao personally came to the door, will this Han Muye join the Sword Pavilion?" An old man with a white beard had a worried look on his face.

"Yes, being favored by an elder, this Han Muye can be regarded as having a reliance in the Sword Pavilion." Another sword cultivator wearing a green robe spoke coldly, clenched his fists and said, "It's really hateful. ”

"This son actually used my Yulang Sword Sect as a stepping stone."

With the help of the major sects, he forced Shan Mingtao to sit still and come to the door in person.

In the future, when Han Muye joins the Sword Pavilion, his status will be different from that of ordinary disciples.

"Hehe, whether he joins the Sword Pavilion or not, how much can my Yulang Sword Sect lose?" Yao Yong, who was sitting upright, chuckled.

"What's more, he has promised to come to my Jade Lang Sword Sect as a guest."

"With such a sword cultivator, how much do you expect that Shan Mingtao to value him?"

"It's just a routine, lest outsiders say he doesn't take this matter seriously."

Yao Yong looked at the people in front of him with a smile and said lightly: "The pride of the Sword Pavilion is engraved in the bones. ”

The pride of the Sword Pavilion.

As a major sect in the last three days, who is not proud?

Seeing Han Muye handle it, everyone's hearts were on fire.

But if the world changes dramatically, the situation in the world does not know where to go.

No one dares to act rashly.

At this time, in the main hall of Yuntian Medicine Valley, Li Qingshi was sitting upright, and the other Medicine Valley elders were divided into two sides.

"Gu Master, Shan Mingtao has already entered the small courtyard." Zhang Yuan, who was wearing a green robe, bowed and saluted.

Li Qingshi waved his hand, and Zhang Yuan retreated.

"Elders, what do you think of today's events?"

What do you think?

The elders in the main hall looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Li Qingshi's eyes swept over, and he sighed and said, "Everyone, today's Han Muye is the Yuntian Medicine Valley of his day......"

His words made the already silent hall even more silent.

Han Muye's demeanor in the past two days was no different from their actions in the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley.

The temptation and co-optation of various sects are the same.

But how many people are sincere?

Even the proposed deal is not reciprocal.

Heaven and earth have changed greatly, great power has soared, and the various sects have no one who is really in charge.

These people who came to Medicine Valley either wanted to stabilize the heart of Medicine Valley, or they had the idea of using Medicine Valley, and if they really wanted to say that they had formed an alliance with Medicine Valley and stood on the front line with Medicine Valley, none of them were.

These people can't call the shots at all.

Even if they want to make a decision, they will inevitably still fight when they return to their own sect.

Everyone only wants to get benefits, but they don't really give benefits.

The only difference between them is that they didn't directly tear off the skin and rob it like the Zhaoyang Dao Sect.

But if it drags on like this, I'm afraid these people may also have the idea of robbing.

Once these people come to an agreement, the best fate for Medicine Valley is to be divided.

This time, there will be no one to come to the rescue.

"Hey, Sheng Shi Dan, the Troubled Times, the Fu Qi Array Dao is always inseparable, my generation Dan Xiu, I should have recognized my fate a long time ago......" Li Qingshi sighed lightly at the side of a white-bearded Daoist.

The business of Shengshi Dan is booming, and Danshi is high everywhere.

And in troubled times, only refiners will be protected, because the weapons they refine will directly increase their combat power.

Now, it is the troubled times.

Dan Xiu was instantly unvalued and protected.

In the main hall, those Medicine Valley elders had complicated expressions on their faces.

Li Qingshi glanced at the elders beside him, shook his head, and said lightly: "Let's see how this Han Muye responds, maybe when Shan Mingtao leaves, he will be a disciple of the Sword Pavilion." ”

If Han Muye chooses the Sword Pavilion, then the Medicine Valley should be able to establish a relationship with the Sword Pavilion in the name of repaying his kindness.

This may be the last chance for Medicine Valley.

As for whether the Sword Pavilion will compete with the other sects for the sake of Yuntian Medicine Valley, it depends on Shan Mingtao's courage.

Hard.

In the small courtyard where Han Muye and Mu Wan lived, after Mu Wan gave two cups of tea, she obediently retreated.

She knew that in the eyes of various forces, she was just a vase, which was used by Medicine Valley to win over her senior brother.

She didn't care what outsiders thought of her, and she wasn't interested in knowing how these sects would win over their senior brothers.

They could never imagine how powerful their senior brother was, and it was not something they were qualified to win over at all.

Waiting for Mu Wan to put down the teacup and leave, Shan Mingtao was going to go straight to the point and explain his intentions.

It can be seen that Han Muye picked up the teacup, his heart moved, and he also picked up the teacup in front of him.

Light fragrance, smart, moisturizing and long.

This tea is actually a good tea that he has never tasted in his own sect.

When the tea enters the stomach, there is a feeling of cleansing the soul.

This is a rare treasure in the world.

I didn't expect Han Muye to have such a treasure in his hand, and he took it out to entertain himself.

"What kind of tea is this?"

Shan Mingtao's first sentence turned out to be the tea he asked.

Han Muye put down the teacup and chuckled: "This tea shines with the light of the Tongming sword, blending the meaning of ten thousand swords, drinking tea is to taste the sword." ”

"I'll name this tea Kenshin."

Kenshin, clear.

This is the realm of kendo, and it is also the perception of kendo.

Looking at the tea cup in front of him, Shan Mingtao's expression changed.

What Han Muye said was clear sword light, the meaning of ten thousand swords, he knew it.

But he also knew that with these alone, it would be impossible to get this cup of tea.

Looking up at Han Muye, his heart was shocked.

The sword heart is clear, that is, the thought is clear.

Such a character has nothing outside his heart?

If Han Muye was really the kind of sword cultivator who had no external objects, then his cultivation was not as simple as he had speculated before.

If you can really defeat Zhao Yu with your own cultivation, you can be a deacon in the Sword Pavilion.

Also, he seems to have a talisman.

Looking at the sword box that Han Muye was carrying, Shan Mingtao's eyes revealed a spiritual light.

Perhaps, this is Han Muye's biggest reliance and biggest hole card.

The arrogance of a sword cultivator all comes from his own sword.

Bowing his head and looking at the tea cup in front of him, Shan Mingtao said lightly: "This tea is good, I don't know how it is produced?" ”

Tea.

Produce.

If tea is a sword, then how much it is produced represents how strong it is.

How strong you are, how many chips you have.

If you join the Sword Pavilion, you will be able to get much attention.

Taking out this tea from Han Muye, Shan Mingtao was already sure that Han Muye must have the heart to join the Sword Pavilion.

Otherwise, how could such a good tea be produced?

Han Muye's face remained unchanged, and he said with a hint of a smile: "What, Elder Shan is interested in Sword Heart Tea?" ”

"If the elder likes—"

Shan Mingtao raised his head and stared at Han Muye.

Is this going to take refuge in the Sword Pavilion and take refuge in yourself?

As long as Han Muye opened his mouth to send out the sword heart tea, he didn't mind giving him the status of a disciple.

Even the deacon under his seat is not unable to give.

Under Shan Mingtao's gaze, Han Muye said lightly: "If the elder likes it, ten million spirit stones and one or two, how many or as many as you want." ”

Shan Mingtao's eyes froze slightly.

He didn't expect Han Muye to say this at all.

It is not to send it, but to sell.

One or two 10 million spirit stones.

The most important thing is, how much you want!

What does this represent!

It represents that the other party is talking to him about business with an equal or even higher identity than himself.

How much you want, this is the confidence!

It turned out that I had been wrong for a long time.

Even all the sects thought wrong.

The person in front of him has never had the intention of taking refuge in all parties.

Because he has as much tea in his hand as he wants.

Shan Mingtao's face slowly turned solemn, and he said softly: "How much do you want?" ”

He raised his hand, and a jade box was placed on the table.

"Then bring me so much first."

Han Muye stretched out his hand to take the jade box, his mind probed in, and said lightly: "Okay." ”

There is a spirit stone in the jade box, each of which is the best, worth a billion lower-grade spirit stones, and other spiritual materials are piled together, all of which are extremely precious.

The value of this jade box is more than 10 billion spirit stones.

That is, Han Muye needs to trade 100 catties of sword tea.

How can there be a hundred catties of such precious tea in the world?

This is Shan Mingtao's temptation, and it is also Shan Mingtao's strength to show the strength of the Sword Pavilion.

An elder of the Sword Pavilion can take out so many treasures at will, and he is rich.

It's just that he didn't expect that Han Muye just said yes lightly, and took out a small cloth bag.

Shan Mingtao stretched out his hand to carry the cloth bag, his mind perceived, and his eyes couldn't help but froze.

It's really a hundred catties of sword heart tea!

The sword intent on his body surged, and his gaze fell on Han Muye.

What kind of force can have such means and such a foundation!

Taking a deep breath, he nodded, stood up, turned and left.

For a sword cultivator who can directly take out a hundred catties of such tea, he Shan Mingtao doesn't even have the qualifications to face it directly.

When did such a force suddenly emerge in the world?

Is it a hidden realm that is coming when it collapses in the last three days, or is it beyond the levee?

Shan Mingtao's face was gloomy, with a small bag in his hand, and he strode away.

When he walked out of the small courtyard, countless thoughts were intertwined.

"What's the situation? Shan Mingtao seemed to be displeased? Someone wondered.

Shan Mingtao's face, no matter how you look at it, is not a happy conversation.

Did Han Muye refuse, or did he not take a fancy to Han Muye?

What was in the bag he was carrying? Why did he come out with this bag alone? "Someone's already focused on the bag.

"The Sword Comes"

If the talks collapse, Shan Mingtao will leave directly.

What does it mean to carry a bag?

From the moment Shan Mingtao left the small courtyard, all the forces wanted to break their heads completely, and they didn't understand what was going on in the small courtyard.

In the Jade Pan Palace, Du Chengshan irritably kicked the long case in front of him.

Not at all what he thought.

What the hell is this Han Muye doing?

"Lu Zhen, find a chance to test him." Gritting his teeth, Du Chengshan spoke in a low voice.

It's just the person in charge of the small road dispute, and he is still so arrogant for three days?

Really become a celestial domain, who can be a person?

"Wang Junxiong, you pass on the identity of this Han Muye." Du Chengshan said coldly: "To do business, my Wuyang Pavilion is the ancestor." ”

At the station of the Yulang Sword Sect, Yao Yong laughed out loud when he heard Shan Mingtao leave with a calm face carrying a small bag.

"Everyone, do you understand?"

His eyes were shining, and there was a faint battle intent floating on his body.

"The heavens and the earth have changed greatly, and the power has soared, and now it is no longer the era when the three days of crushing all parties were in the past!"

"Whether it is the Sword Pavilion or the Yuling Dao Sect, they may not be able to suppress all parties."

"This is an era of great strength!"

The rise of the crowd means war.

But this also means rising, meaning endless opportunities!

In the main hall, everyone's eyes flashed, and their faces showed excitement.

"This one, if the Sword Pavilion can't be suppressed, that's my generation's sword cultivation's chance."

"Countless sword cultivators have been waiting for this opportunity for three days, and they have been waiting for too long."

In the main hall of Yuntian Medicine Valley, Li Qingshi was at a loss, and those elders were also at a loss.

"What does this Han Muye rely on?" An old man with black beard frowned.

Li Qingshi frowned, looked around, and then said in a low voice, "It seems that we all underestimated him." ”

"In this way, the lord of the valley will see him again."

……

When Shan Mingtao returned to the Sword Pavilion station, Zhao Yu and the others were already waiting with solemn faces.

"Elder, what's going on?" A young man with sword intent on his body spoke in a low voice.

Shan Mingtao returned with a cold face, which made everyone's hearts sink.

"Elder, Han, Han Muye, he refused to join the Sword Pavilion?" Zhao Yu frowned and asked in a low voice.

He had met Han Muye in the Suwei World at the beginning, and Han Muye did not refuse to join the Sword Pavilion at that time.

He invited Han Muye to explore the place of kendo overhaul retreat together, and Han Muye readily agreed.

Is it that now that the world has changed greatly, this Han Muye has the heart to take care of it, and he is unwilling to join the Sword Pavilion?

People's hearts, changed?

Sitting back in the top position, Shan Mingtao shook his head and said lightly: "I didn't invite him to join the Sword Pavilion. ”

Don't have an invite?

Everyone was stunned.

Zhao Yu opened his mouth.

He thought Han Muye was in control, it turned out that he wasn't it?

Shan Mingtao put away the tea leaves in his hand and looked up at Zhao Yu: "Didn't you say that he promised to go with you to explore the place where the predecessors sat down?" You invite him and see if he goes. ”

"If you go," Shan Mingtao paused and said in a low voice, "Then we will leave in a month." ”

Leaving in a month?

Zhao Yu was a little dazed.

"You just need to know that Han Muye is not as simple as he thought before, I didn't invite him to the Sword Pavilion, and I also have my considerations." Shan Mingtao rarely explained.

Obviously, he was afraid that Zhao Yu would misunderstand.

It's not as simple as you think.

Zhao Yu nodded.

He probably knew what to do.

Before he could invite Han Muye, news came back.

Wuyang Pavilion exposed Han Muye's identity.

"The land of Tao contention, Tianxuan Han Xiang."

"The land of contention, the ninth on the heavenly list."

"Sure enough, his identity is not so simple."

"In the land of Dao contention, it seems that Tianxuan has won, and this Dao Battleman has the heart to come for three days?"

Many people had expressions on their faces.

A hundred-year battle for a great victory, as the person in charge of it, the mental combat power is naturally very comparable.

"Hehe, it turns out that this is where your arrogance lies, the place of contention." Above the side hall of the Wuji Dao Gate, a green-robed Daoist shook his head and said in a low voice: "Summons Senior Brother Zhuwu and ask him if Han Muye is worth the investment." ”

Hearing his words, another Daoist raised his hand, and a golden aura turned into a light array.

The light array flickered and seemed extremely unstable.

It wasn't until a moment later that a shadow appeared above it.

"Senior Brother Yunting?"

"What is looking for me? I am in the land of contention, the current situation is difficult, the heavens are powerful, and we have exhausted the mountains and rivers. ”

The phantom had a tired face.

Hearing the phantom speak, the green-robed Taoist hurriedly said: "Senior brother, don't blame, I want to ask senior brother, how is Han Muye?" Is it worth making friends? ”

Above the light array, the phantom face showed a blankness, and then the light and shadow vibrate, as if the mood was too turbulent.

The phantom dissipates.

Everyone in the main hall looked at each other in surprise.

"Hum—"

The light array reappeared, and the excited Enlightened Daoist stared at him and roared, "What do you mean? ”

"You just said, make friends, Han, Lord Han Xiang?"