Han Muye frowned and flew up.

The phantom shadow of the golden crow shrouded his body, his body was in the middle of the three-zhang golden crow, and with the power of the golden crow spreading its wings, a roar fell at the foot of Han Mountain thousands of feet away.

At the foot of the mountain, Han Yunhe led a few Jinwu clan disciples there, and a team of foreigners in leather robes were counting baskets of elixirs.

Han Muye's incarnation into a golden crow fell, driving the howling wind and making everyone turn their heads.

"It's so strong!"

"This is the power of the awakened Golden Crow bloodline!"

An exclamation was heard.

Even if the power of the Yuan Spirit is not displayed, just the appearance of the power of the golden crow already makes people feel that they can't look at it directly.

A black-robed old man standing in front of the square had a flash of surprise on his face.

"Haha, Brother Hu, this is my young patriarch of the Hanshan Clan."

Han Yunhe laughed and said loudly.

"Young Patriarch, this is Elder Hu Qiang of the White-tailed Fox Clan of Datu Mountain, thousands of miles away, and their White-tailed Fox Clan is doing elixir business around here."

The display of the power of the young patriarch of his own family made Han Yunhe extremely proud.

Young patriarch?

Han Shanbu actually has such a master!

Hu Qiang, who was no more than six feet tall, had a thin face, and had two small beards, rolled his eyes and stepped forward with a smile: "Young patriarch, he is indeed a heroic boy." ”

Han Muye nodded and arched his hand, "Han Muye has seen Elder Hu Qiang. ”

This white-tailed fox clan is a well-related ethnic group in the Han Mountain Tribe.

The main reason is that the bloodline strength of the white-tailed fox clan in Datu Mountain is not very strong, and there are not many strong people in the group.

The fox clan is good at calculations, and has always had a good relationship with all ethnic groups.

When the Jinwu tribe was strong and prosperous, the white-tailed fox of Datu Mountain was a vassal, and after so many years, the Hanshan tribe declined, and the white-tailed fox tribe was not obviously alienated.

In Han Muye's opinion, the white-tailed fox clan used the medicinal fields of the Golden Crow clan, and he didn't know how much benefit he earned.

It's just that compared to the surrounding groups of naked snatching and oppression, the white-tailed fox clan is good.

Han Chaohu and they came back from running, and when they saw that it was the white-tailed fox clan, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

It's really that today's Jinwu Han Mountain is too weak to dare to make the slightest mistake.

Han Chaohu and they returned and chatted with Hu Qiang again.

There are a total of ten baskets of elixirs, all of which were planted by the Han Mountain Department entrusted by the white-tailed fox clan before.

"This is the exchange material we brought, you can look and choose a few."

Hu Qiang waved his hand and asked the strong man behind him to uncover a large wooden box.

There were a few black spear tips in the wooden chest, and some golden-red ore, which had been smelted, as long as it was forged.

There were also some pills, a rattan shield.

Dahan pulled out the drawer on the lower floor of the wooden box, which contained various elixir seeds.

"This time, the elixir can be exchanged for a cold iron spear tip made by the Green Deer Clan, and it can also be exchanged for a few other treasures."

Hu Qiang stretched out his hand and pointed to the things in the wooden box, and asked with a smile.

It is extremely unfair that the medicine field can only be exchanged for the tip of a spear for decades.

It's just that there is no way, few people in ordinary tribes can master the art of forging, and there is no means to smelt ore.

Han Chaohu looked at each other.

In the past, the tip of a spear could add a lot of combat power to the clan.

However, now there are eight long wooden swords given by the young patriarch, and the tip of this spear is not needed for the time being.

However, Han Yunhe's injury is more difficult to heal, so he can take a healing pill.

"Young patriarch, you see?" Han Chaohu turned his head to look at Han Muye.

Now that there is a young patriarch here, it is natural to let the young patriarch take the idea.

Hu Qiang also looked at Han Muye with a smile.

For this young patriarch of the Jinwu Hanshan tribe who has awakened the blood of the Golden Crow, he also has the heart to please.

Today's transaction, even if you suffer a little loss, it's fine.

"I want those two pieces of fiery iron."

Han Muye stretched out his hand and pointed to the two pieces of ore in the wooden box.

Hu Qiang nodded and took out the ore.

Flame Essence Iron is not a precious spiritual material in the Great Wilderness, but it needs to be smelted to extract it.

Two pieces of ore are not small, and they are heavy to start with.

"Patriarch Han, I don't know what else you want to change?"

Hu Qiang said as his gaze turned to Han Yunhe on the side.

He meant it very clearly, add a healing pill.

Originally, it was just right for these elixirs to exchange for two ores, but Hu Qiang had the heart to sell them well, so he was willing to suffer a little loss and send another healing pill.

Han Chaohu and they also moved in their eyes.

Sure enough, the young patriarch of his own family awakened the Golden Crow bloodline, and the people of the white-tailed fox clan all took a look at Han Shanbugao.

The revival of the family group is not far away!

"Okay, then choose one more one."

Han Muye stretched out his hand and pointed to the drawer under the wooden box and said, "Give me some Wuyuan juice to raise grass, three golden hundred grid flowers, and seeds of Jade Blood." ”

Want elixir seeds?

Not a healing pill?

Hu Qiang was stunned.

Han Chaohu and everyone around him were a little distracted.

However, Han Yunhe said calmly: "The young patriarch chose well, more elixir seeds, and we can produce more in the future." ”

He was telling the truth.

And Han Muye's choice was not wrong.

With Han Muye in charge, Han Yunhe doesn't need to do anything, and the injury is slowly recuperated, and he can always recover in ten or twenty years.

It's just that the choice of the young patriarch of his own family is indeed too utilitarian.

Hu Qiang raised his eyes to look at Han Muye, laughed, and then sent a few packets of elixir seeds.

"Elder Hu, if you have the Three Spirit Flowers, the Jade Shen Essence, and the Golden Ci Chrysanthemum Root, you can take them to Han Shan to trade."

Taking the elixir seed, Han Muye spoke.

Hu Qiang repeated the names of several elixirs, nodded and said, "There are several races, and I will order someone to send them when I go back." ”

The transaction was completed, and Hu Qiang led the team of white-tailed fox clans to collect the elixir and put it on the back of the big basket.

He looked at Han Muye, and his eyes fell on Han Chaohu and the others again: "Just now, Elder Yunhe said that the Han Mountain Department will hold a patriarch succession ceremony in three months, let me help spread this matter to all clans, I don't know if the young patriarch has a seal?" ”

The white-tailed fox clan traveled from all sides, and it was just right to pass on the news.

Han Muye nodded, asked Han Jin to fetch some animal skins, cut them into pieces, and then raised his hand, and the golden blood power of the Golden Crow clan in his palm gathered into a divine pattern, which was printed on the animal skin.

This is the ethnic mark of the Golden Crow tribe, and with these animal skins, the other party can be convinced of this.

There is no unified writing in the Great Wilderness.

However, it is said that the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty and the Xuanling Immortal Kingdom both have written circulation.

Hundreds of thousands of years of inheritance, its Chinese has been extremely prosperous.

With Han Muye's golden crow mark, Hu Qiang left satisfied, and when he left, he said that the inheritance ceremony of the patriarch of the Hanshan tribe would definitely come in three months.

When they left, Han Muye took Han Yunhe and the others to the conference hall, put the two ores on the table, and then handed over the various elixir seeds to Han Cheng, who was in charge of the medicine field.

Although Han Chengxiu was only the Yuan Spirit Triple, he was extremely proficient in elixir cultivation.

"Hey, I took my clan to plant these elixirs back then, but it's a pity that ......" Taking the elixir seeds, Han Cheng sighed lightly, and regret flashed on his face.

At the beginning, there were many traditional Chinese medicine fields, and there were many types of elixirs planted.

Later, the traditional Chinese medicine fields of the clan continued to be lost, and there was no difficulty in planting, and it was specially used to exchange for a single elixir of materials.

"Don't worry, in the future, there will be so many medicinal fields in my Hanshan Department that I can't grow them." Han Muye looked at Han Cheng and spoke loudly.

These words brought smiles to the faces of everyone in the hall.

Han Cheng bowed and walked out, Han Muye reached out and took out a cloth bag, and then took out one of the pills.

This is a healing pill obtained from Lu Changshan, which is many times stronger than the healing pill brought by Hu Qiang.

"Elder Yunhe Clan, this medicine will be used for you to heal."

Handing the pill to Han Yunhe, Han Muye said softly.

Until they walked out of the stone house, Han Yunhe and Han Chaohu were still a little stunned.

This elixir is great.

When you start with the pill, you can obviously feel the surging power of the medicine.

The value of this pill is at least ten times more than the pill that Hu Qiang took out.

Just now, I thought that my young patriarch was reluctant to exchange for pills, but now I look at it, the young patriarch is really willing.

"Yunhe, you have a good retreat and practice, and don't worry about the affairs of the clan first." Reaching out and patting Han Yunhe's shoulder, Han Chaohu said in a low voice, "The young patriarch needs help." ”

A trace of helplessness and regret flashed across his face.

Although his own cultivation was temporarily more advanced than Han Yunhe, his cultivation had no chance to improve.

Han Yunhe has a future than him.

In the future, I am afraid that it will be up to Han Yunhe to help the young patriarch lead the group to grow.

The young patriarch was willing to take out such a precious elixir, probably because he also valued Han Yunhe's future.

Han Yunhe didn't say anything, nodded, and left with the pill in his hand.

Han Yuncheng and Han Jin went to deal with the wild boar and black antelope they hunted, and the young patriarch just said that the long horns and long tendons of the black antelope were going to be given to him.

At this time, Han Muye in the hall had already held the two pieces of flame essence iron in front of him in his hands.

This fiery iron is not particularly precious, but it is better than fire-resistant.

As long as it is not a top-notch divine flame, this flame essence iron can carry it for a while.

Many Dan furnaces that have been handed down in later generations are mixed with this fiery fine iron.

In addition, the flexibility of Flame Iron is excellent and can be forged into fine iron ropes.

Holding a piece of Flame Essence Iron in his hand, the flame in Han Muye's palm rose.

Flames of fiery red light shone one one after another, and the brick-like fiery iron slowly melted.

There are not many flames in the world that can be hotter than the Golden Crow Divine Flame.

This is a divine fire that can burn through all things in heaven and earth.

Divine patterns appeared in his palms, and Han Muye's fingertips clamped a divine pattern, slowly intertwining on the melting fiery essence iron.

By the time Han Dingyi and Han Jin sent the long horns of two black antelopes and a few translucent long tendons, Han Muye had already squared a bundle of golden-red flame essence wire in front of him.

This is a fine iron wire that has been removed from impurities, and it is extremely tough.

"Young patriarch, this is the horns and tendons of the black antelope."

Both of them placed their things on the stone table.

Han Muye nodded, picked up the long horn and looked at it, and then put the two long horns together.

Wrap the golden-red flame essence wire around the two long horns and wrap it slowly.

In the palm of his hand, a golden flame rises, fusing the silk threads with the long horns.

When all the silk threads were wrapped, the two long horns were connected in one place, turning into the bow of a longbow.

Picking up the bow and waving it a few times, Han Muye weighed it with satisfaction.

"Hum—"

His fingertips, golden streamers flashed.

One after another, the True Spirit Divine Pattern appeared on the body of the longbow bow.

Front.

Reverse side.

Together.

Two courses.

Three ways!

Three True Spirit Divine Patterns!

Han Dingyi and Han Jin opened their mouths wide, just looking at the longbow in Han Muye's hand flashing with golden light, and the four True Spirit Divine Patterns appeared.

I never imagined that the young patriarch of his own family would have the means to engrave the true spirit god pattern.

The art of alchemy!

The young patriarch actually mastered the extremely rare alchemy technique in the Great Wilderness, and he was an extremely noble alchemist!

With such means, why is Han Shanbu worried?

When the True Spirit Divine Pattern disappeared into the bow body, the longbow turned into an eighteen-foot-long dark bow body with a golden red body.

After selecting two long tendons and kneading them, Han Muye hung them on the bow.

"Hum—"

The longbow was drawn into a full moon, and the golden streamer shimmered.

An illusory shadow of an arrow emerges.

As soon as this long arrow appeared, Han Dingyi and Han Jin trembled.

If this arrow strikes him, he will surely die!

This longbow is terrifyingly powerful.

Han Muye slowly restored the longbow, and then raised his hand to hand it to Han Dingyi.

"Han Dingyi is good at bow and arrow, right?"

Han Dingyi held the bow in his hand and kept rubbing it, his face showing a blank expression.

"Young patriarch, this bow, you, give it to Uncle Dingyi?" Han Jin was a little unbelievable, staring at Han Muye.

Han Dingyi also looked at Han Muye a little nervously.

"Relax, it's just a three-pattern longbow," Han Muye looked at the two of them with a smile on his face, "In the future, everyone in my clan will have this kind of weapon." ”

Everybody?

There are few weapons of the three-pattern level, and there are few of them from more than a dozen ethnic groups within a radius of 100,000 miles.

Can everyone in the clan have such weapons?

Holding the longbow in his hand tightly, Han Dingyi took a long breath, slowly bowed towards Han Muye, and knelt on one knee.

"Han Ding swore to follow the young patriarch to the death."

Beside him, Han Jin also knelt on the ground.

The awakening of the bloodline power of the young patriarch of his own family, and the seven-fold cultivation of the Yuan Spirit, there is such a means of refining.

It is their common wish to follow such strong people and revive their own family groups.

"Get up, Hanshanbu will get better and better." Han Muye raised his hand and made a move, and there was an irresistible force on the two of them that locked them up and helped them up.

Subduing the strong people in the clan, and then slowly improving the strength of the entire clan, this is what Han Muye has to do now.

A three-striped longbow can directly subdue a strong person in the clan, which is very cost-effective.

Han Dingyi, who has a three-pattern longbow, can already fight against the fivefold powerhouse of Yuan Ling.

In this way, there is one more top powerhouse in the clan.

"Let's take a look at how to modify the cultivation method so that more people can awaken their bloodlines."

Looking at Han Dingyi and Han Jin, who were excited and far away outside the hall, Han Muye's eyes flashed with divine light.

Even if they can't let the people in the clan fully awaken the bloodline, even if they awaken a few more bloodlines, they can double their strength.

Also, the potential of the Korean and Korean tigers is insufficient, and they also need to find a way.

Sitting in the hall, Han Muye planned carefully.

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Lutang Panther Clan Station.

Shangtang.

In front of a wide bluestone house, Gu Ji looked at the black-robed man in front of him with a nervous expression.

The big man's face was gloomy, and silver light surged in his eyes.

An oppressive force crashed towards Gu Ji.

"Bang-"

Gu Ji's body fell uncontrollably and fell three feet away.

"Do you think that the patriarch is no longer able to control the Lutang Black Panther Clan?"

With a gleam in his eyes, the big man stepped forward step by step, and a spear poked out in his hand.

"Hum—"

The spear was in the throat of the ancients.

Sen Han's spear flickered, and it seemed to penetrate Gu Ji's neck directly.

"Patriarch, don't dare, don't dare to ......" Gu Ji's throat moved lightly, rubbing the edge of the spear, feeling that his blood was about to coagulate.

The patriarch of the Lutang Black Panther Clan, cultivated to Lu Changlin, who was already a seventh-layer Yuan Spirit.

In front of him, he is an ant.

Lu Changlin snorted coldly and slowly put away his spear.

"Patriarch, I just thought that this matter was very important, and I wanted to tell you, so I didn't listen to Elder Changshan's words, and I will report to the patriarch after three days." Gu Ji looked at Lu Changlin in front of him and said in a low voice.

Lu Changlin's expression changed.

He knew the young patriarch of the Jinwu Han Mountain Division.

At the beginning, he was brought back by the previous patriarch of the Hanshan Ministry, and then practiced for a hundred years, but he didn't expect to be able to awaken the Golden Crow bloodline.

The power of the bloodline of the Golden Crow clan is extremely powerful.

It's just that now the Jinwu clan has been suppressed by the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty, and there have been no descendants who have truly fully awakened the bloodline for many years.

As Lu Changshan thought, if he could use the bloodline power of the young patriarch of the Hanshan tribe to sharpen his own bloodline, it would definitely be of great benefit.

Lu Changshan needs it, and he Lu Changlin also needs it!

Thinking of this, Lu Changlin hated it in his heart.

"Someone." He let out a low sigh.

Two middle-aged men in gray leather robes with a black leopard print on their heads strode forward.

"Send my letter to the hands of the Changyao Dao people in Tiger Leaping Ridge with a red duck, and let them know that the Jinwu Han Mountain may have a way to awaken the bloodline of the Golden Crow."

Handing out a black leopard head token, Lu Changlin showed a sneer on his face.

It is important for the awakened Golden Crow bloodline to sharpen itself and seek a breakthrough.

But what about this kind of grinding? How can it compare to the return of the Terrans?

This matter is reported to the human race, and the strong people of the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty are brought in, and they are rewarded casually, and they can be worthy of the Yuan Spirit of a strong man with awakened Golden Crow bloodline.

What's more, the young patriarch of the Jinwu Han Mountain Clan has only been practicing for more than a hundred years, how strong can he be?

What can be the use of his bloodline power?

Although Lu Changshan's talent is higher than his own, it is a pity that he does not have enough knowledge.

In the end, I still haven't seen the big world.

Just let him go to Nahan Mountain to make a scene.

Even if he killed all the people of Han Shanbu, it would only add some credit to himself.

At that time, there will be more chips in front of the human race of the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty.

It's a pity that Tiger Leaping Ridge is really a bit far away, 80,000 miles away, even if the fast red duck will take a few days to arrive, and the Terran masters over there will come over, I'm afraid it won't take more than ten or twenty days.

On the second day, Hu Qiang of the white-tailed fox department led a group of white-tailed fox clans to arrive.

Hearing Hu Qiang say that they went to Hanshan Department yesterday, Lu Changlin came to ask in person.

It's strange that Lu Changshan didn't do it yesterday.

However, I heard Hu Qiang say that yesterday the strong people of the Hanshan tribe gathered together to hunt, and it is estimated that Lu Changshan wants to wait for the young patriarch of the Hanshan tribe to be left alone before making a move?

Prudence is prudence, that is, some too much timidity.

No guts.

A junior who has only practiced for more than 100 years, a group of less than 500 Jinwu clans, and there are no masters, so they just rush to kill.

"Patriarch Changlin, the inheritance ceremony of the patriarch of the Hanshan tribe of Jinwu, this is an invitation that the young patriarch Han Muye asked me to send by the way." When Hu Qiang was leaving, he left the animal skin with the golden crow mark given by Han Muye.

Watching Hu Qiang lead the white-tailed fox clan away, Lu Changlin's eyes narrowed.

Since Lu Changshan was still hesitating and waiting, it was also an opportunity to kill the young patriarch of the Hanshan Department and get the Golden Crow bloodline to be cleansed.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and led dozens of strong people in the clan straight to the Han Mountain Tribe.

Rushing quickly, but it took more than an hour to reach the outside of Hanshan.

"Hum—"

In the void, there was a roar.

Lu Changlin was stunned for a moment, looked up, and his face changed.

A black ten-zhang dragon flew away, circled in the air, and turned into an old man in a black robe.

"Lu Changlin?"

The old man's gaze fell on Lu Changlin and the people behind him, and said in a loud voice: "You also heard that the young patriarch of the Hanshan tribe came out of the customs and came to pay a visit?" ”

Lu Changlin's face twitched, squeezed out a little smile, nodded and said, "It turned out to be the Fengzhen patriarch." ”

"Lu is also about to go to Hanshanbu."

Feng Zhen, the patriarch of the Yunze Black Jiao Clan, a sevenfold powerhouse of the Yuan Spirit, awakened the bloodline of the Black Jiao Clan, and his cultivation power was the first within a radius of 10,000 miles.

In front of Feng Zhen, Lu Changlin didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

"Haha, let's go, let's go." Feng Zhen laughed, reached out and grabbed Lu Changlin's arm, and strode forward.

"We are also old friends with Han Shanbu, and the young patriarch Han Muye led him to see me when Han Qi was there."

"I heard that this kid has awakened the Golden Crow bloodline now, this is amazing, why does the old man have to go on the pole and stutter."

"By the way, Lao Lu, what gift did you bring?"

Lu Changlin's face was full of embarrassment, and while saying a few perfunctory words, he gave the masters of the Black Panther clan behind him a look.

With their heads bowed, they followed behind.

They didn't bring any gifts, but they brought weapons.

Originally, I was going to kill it......

After a while, the people of the Jinwu Han Mountain Tribe, under the leadership of the clan elder Han Chaohu, had already strode up to meet him.

Seeing the people of the Black Panther Clan, Han Chaohu's face sank.

This made Lu Changlin and the others tremble.

Could it be that Han Muye has been killed by Lu Changshan?

If this matter is to be in front of Feng Zhen, I'm afraid it won't turn his face immediately?

Feng Zhen has been claiming to be the elder of the young patriarch of the Hanshan tribe all the way, and he obviously wants to climb the relationship.

With a roll of his eyes, Lu Changlin took a step forward and arched his hand: "Brother Chaohu, my Black Panther Clan Elder Gu Ji is disrespectful to the young patriarch, I have already grounded him, today Lu Mou came to see the young patriarch to apologize." ”

Let's open our mouth first to test it, and make sure that the young patriarch is in danger.

Disrespect?

Regret?

Feng Zhen frowned and turned his head to look at Lu Changlin.

Han Chaohu snorted lightly, arched his hand, and then looked at Feng Zhen: "Patriarch Feng is here, the young patriarch of my family has gone hunting, and he will return soon." ”

As he spoke, he motioned for Feng Zhen to wait at the station first.

Toyojin nodded and followed.

Lu Changlin and the Black Panther Clan behind him followed under the vigilant gaze of those Jinwu Hanshan tribesmen.

After waiting in the bluestone hall for a few moments, a long howl was heard.

A surging fiery aura surged.

Feng Zhen's eyes lit up and he looked at Han Chaohu: "The young patriarch of your family is so strong in Yuan Spiritual cultivation, I'm afraid there are six layers of realm, and there is a lot of power in the awakened bloodline." ”

Lu Changlin's face on the side was slightly solemn.

This young patriarch doesn't seem to be very easy to deal with.

Han Chaohu showed a smile on his face, looked at the figure walking towards the door and said, "Patriarch Feng, this is not the young patriarch, it is the old Yunhe clan of my Han Mountain Department who has recovered from his injuries and made a breakthrough in cultivation." ”

At the door, Han Yunhe, who came over, was full of qi and blood, and the cyan golden crow phantom behind him vibrate, and a faint golden light flowed.

"Han Yunhe has seen Patriarch Feng."

His eyes fell on Lu Changlin, the golden crow behind Han Yunhe flashed, and his battle intent surged: "I've seen Patriarch Lu Changlin." ”

The bloodline of the Golden Crow clan has awakened a trace and cultivated to the realm of the sixfold Yuan Spirit.

Han Yunhe felt that his strength was constantly surging, and he was fully capable of fighting Lu Changlin.

Feng Zhen had a smile on his face.

Lu Changlin narrowed his eyes.

"It's back—"

In the distance, cheers could be heard.

"What a big pig—"

(End of chapter)