The scroll of paper that Wu Quan sent to Han Muye unfolded, and it was a map.

"Veins of abandoned ore."

Seeing the markers on the map, Han Muye whispered softly.

The place marked on this map is the ore vein of Jiuxuan Mountain that has been abandoned by the Great Sect.

However, on this map, a location is marked, and the word "jade" is written on it.

Before Yang Qin begged Han Muye to rescue them, they were presented with two pieces of source jade.

In this way, the source jade in Yang Qin's hand was obtained from this waste mine?

What did Yang Qin give this map to Han Muye for?

Han Muye looked up into the distance, his face calm.

It was clear that Yang Qin had something to ask for.

Help?

Maybe there are other meanings.

"I have something to do, you go back to the sect first." Han Muye handed the two pieces of source jade to Wu Quan and spoke.

The two source jades are two hundred source stones, which Wu Quan brought back to the sect to help those disciples in the sect practice.

Wu Quan and the three generations of disciples behind him looked at each other, nodded and left Fang City.

Han Muye did not follow Yang Qin's traces, but went straight to the direction of the abandoned mine.

Although he knew that his combat strength was not bad, there was no need to risk his life for someone he was not familiar with.

In this real place, there is no supreme realm, and it is still important to practice oneself.

If he could find the source jade, he would be able to quickly improve his cultivation.

Without Wu Quan and the others accompanying him, Han Muye's speed was extremely fast, running on the mountain road, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

Among the 36 styles of Qingfeng, there are special means to perform body footwork.

The distance from this place to the waste mine is not close, and it took Han Muye several hours to arrive.

Mt. Mitena.

From a distance, this mountain range looks like a canopy, but the peaks are crumbling, and the mountains are surrounded by scattered stones, and there is a slight cyan halo on the gray stones.

This cyan halo is the source force.

Walking forward, you can see that there are many cultivators scattered around.

These are all cultivators who have no sect or small sect, gathering in this vein of Yuting Mountain, and cultivating with the scattered source power in the vein.

Walking closer, Han Muye found that those stones were actually unformed source stones, although there was a trace of source power attached to them, but they were not mellow enough, they would slowly emit out, and the source power would dissipate.

The surrounding cultivators didn't react when they saw Han Muye.

All of us practice wholeheartedly.

The source power in these stones dissipates quickly, and not a single cent can be wasted here.

Han Muye's gaze swept over and walked forward according to the location recorded on the map.

The further you go, the fewer and fewer people you practice.

There are not many rocks between the mountains, but there is a lot of dirt and forests.

"Hey, don't go any further, there's a gathering of strange beasts over there."

Not far away, someone looked at Han Muye and spoke loudly.

Han Muye nodded, his footsteps did not stop, and walked forward directly.

"Is this man looking for death?"

Seeing that Han Muye didn't talk, someone not far away sneered.

"Hey, that's the location of the abandoned mine back then, it's the place where alien beasts are entrenched, even the powerhouses above the sixth layer of the rebirth realm are unwilling to easily lead the team to explore, he will never come back alive in the past."

Someone sighed and turned his head.

In the world of practice, there is not much concern between people.

Before life and death, most of them take care of each other.

Han Muye's footsteps didn't stop, and a moment later he was already in front of the mine road in the mouth of others.

However, instead of going straight into the mine, he turned to the other side until he reached a narrow crack in the rocks.

This is the direction marked on the map sent by Yang Qin.

Through the dark cracks in the mountains and rocks, the rich breath of source power came to the face.

"Roar—"

There was a roar in front of him, and a tall wolf beast rushed towards Han Muye.

This wolf beast is clearly a strange beast covered in scales and armor, and its eyes are red.

Just the power of the flutter, the third layer of the ordinary rebirth realm could not resist it directly.

Seeing the strange beast pounce, Han Muye stepped forward, his body was like a willow branch caressing, and it landed on the top of the beast's head in a flash.

He reached out and pressed his palm on top of the beast's head, and then the source power of his palm pressed down.

"Bang-"

This thousand-pound beast was suppressed by the power of Han Muye's palm and smashed directly into the cave.

The power of Han Muye's palm reached 100,000 catties, causing the head of this strange beast to smash the rocks and sink deep into the soil.

"Roar—"

The strange beast roared and struggled, but it couldn't get out of Han Muye's palm.

In the distance beyond the cave, those cultivators all turned their heads.

"How's it going, that guy met a strange beast, right?"

"Hey, it must have been eaten, didn't you hear this strange beast's voice so excited?"

……

Half a quarter of an hour later, Han Muye dragged the trembling beast on all four legs step by step.

The scaly wolf beast whimpered lowly, as if it was begging for mercy carefully.

"Don't worry, I just need you to take me there, you don't have to worry about other things."

Han Muye spoke, and the force on his palm was a little bigger.

The wolf beast let out a low cry of misery, then walked forward, choosing several fork in the road.

At least ten miles ahead, the front suddenly opened up.

A brilliant grotto appeared in front of Han Muye.

The grotto has a hundred zhang square circle, and you can see the source jade inlaid with four mountain stones.

There are also some food, clothing, shelter and transportation in the grotto, which are obviously inhabited before.

A blue-gray sarcophagus and a rusty sword lay in the grotto.

Han Muye walked forward, and a breeze blew in the grotto.

The scaly wolfbeast turned around and ran.

"When—"

Han Muye's finger pointed at the long sword that had fallen in front of him.

The sword shook and fell to the ground.

"Convergence Realm?"

Han Muye whispered in his mouth, and his gaze fell on the sarcophagus in front of him.

"Hum—"

The long sword that fell to the ground flew up again, stabbing towards Han Muye, and the speed was extremely fast.

This method is difficult to resist in the seventh or eighth layer of the ordinary reincarnation realm.

However, Han Muye could see that the person who controlled the long sword only had the power of the divine soul, but had no source power to bless him.

This sword can't even hurt more than five layers of the rebirth realm.

This is the helplessness of a practitioner of the Convergence Path.

There is a strong divine soul in the void, and under the blessing of the power of heaven and earth and the blessing of the source force, the combat power is not as good as that of ordinary juniors.

Seeing the long sword slashed at his chest, Han Muye's fingers poked out and clamped the blade of the sword.

"Hum—"

The sword shook, and the memories scattered in his mind.

Yunlang Daoist, Hedao practitioner.

Thousands of years ago, the sect master of the Yunlang Dao Sect fell asleep because he wanted to break through his own realm.

Yang Qin is a disciple of Yunlang Daoren, and he has always been supporting his master.

"Bang-"

The sarcophagus shook open, and the Taoist with a simple face opened his eyes and looked at Han Muye.

"Who are you?"

"People from the True Dao Sect?"

Yang Qin and Yunlang Daoren had to hide here because they met the disciples of the True Dao Sect when they were looking for treasures that would prevent their divine soul power from declining, and then fought each other.

Yang Qin was about to exchange the source jade for the talisman treasure, but he didn't expect to be rounded up by the people of the True Dao Sect.

"I'm not from the True Dao Sect," Han Muye threw the map in his hand over, and his gaze fell on the Daoist opposite, "Daoyou, this physical body is no longer controllable?" ”

"The physical body has degraded to the realm of concealment, and it can only operate with the soul?"

Han Muye's words made Yun Langdao's face gloomy.