Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

On the bank of Qingshui River, two figures sat side by side.

"It's okay, if you want, you can fight now." Han Muye said lightly.

In the past three years, on the one hand, a large number of human races have migrated from Zhongzhou, on the other hand, the various demon ethnic groups under the rule have been differentiated and various Confucian and Taoist education have been carried out.

a little.

It can be regarded as having a bit of authority, which can gather popularity.

Now Mu Wan can exchange hundreds of thousands of Spirit Stones by refining a single pot of Medicine Pill. These tiger grasses are really nothing to her.

This person, Gao Changgong, actually took down his own young lady, and he was so inexplicably together. It is said that the elders of the Xiao family in the imperial city are very critical of this matter.

It would be great if one day, I could walk out of this world to see the dazzling Galaxy Cluster, the immortal realm of the Ninth Stage world, and the boundless wilderness.

Looking at the delighted Mu Wan, Han Muye smiled.

Anyway, the clan said that as long as Gao Changgong and Xiao Yueli return to Zhongzhou, they will look good on him.

From migrating human races to the convergence of various products, apart from the military resources that dare not move, how can there be no rich oil and water?

But at this time, looking at Han Muye, Mu Wan is still the same as when she exchanged pill refining for Spirit Stones on Jiuxuan Mountain.

The one who spoke was a young man from the Qinghu clan, tall and strong, with a simple and honest face, and his expression was a little dejected.

Before he finished speaking, a girl named Cuicui reached out and grabbed Shao Datian's collar: "Datian, let's elope."

On the hillside ahead, there are two figures.

A smile bloomed on Mu Wan's face: "Okay, then I will go to Zhongzhou with my senior brother."

When Han Muye returned from the outside world, Qian Yiming greeted him with joy, drank for a while, and then tried his fists a little.

Some of them are not much smaller than the divine beasts under Baxia, like a state land, they collide directly.

He is also known for his physical strength, but he can't even stand Han Muye's inadvertent touch, which shows how terrifying the tyranny of Han Muye's physical strength is.

It is precisely because of this that the Qinghu Clan here chose to stay in Shaoyuanling when the other big clans were defeated.

Pieces of grass huts surrounded by wooden houses and houses made of earth and stones.

Small money fan.

Hearing the girl's words, the Tiger Clan youth named Shao Datian panicked and said hurriedly, "Cui Cui, I, how could I do that, I, I'm just afraid, they said, I am a Tiger Clan, you are a Human Race, We, we can't..."

Of course, compared with Xiao Yueli, who was born directly, Xiao Chu's identity was too different, so he could only lead the caravan to and from Zhongzhou and Nanhuang to gather wealth for the family.

Mu Wan, who was beside her, covered her face with a low smile.

Now if he were to compete with Han Muye, he would be beaten to death by a punch.

Han Muye shook his hand and raised his fishing rod.

It is thought that with the power of Confucianism and Taoism, these ethnic groups will also be assimilated after tens of hundreds of years.

The caravan to Shaoyuanling was mainly to acquire tiger prairie grass.

Listening to Han Muye's story, a longing grew in her heart.

Basically, Han Muye didn't hide much.

Those returning elites have grown rapidly, greatly enhancing the strength of the ethnic group.

Zhou Pu folded his hands and opened his mouth with a smile.

The tiger grass, which is rich in the Qinghu tribe, has a long history and strong medicinal power. It can be used as an adjuvant in several seven-grade pills.

Hearing her promise, Han Muye also smiled.

Handing the medicine basket on her back to Han Muye, Mu Wan took a few steps forward and dug up another lush tiger grass.

Qian Yiming looked at Han Muye, his eyes swept over Mu Wan, and said in a low voice, "Brother Han, do you really need me to send someone to escort me?"

This Gao Changgong is also a ruthless man, and he is nestled in the army, leaving the Xiao family who are looking unhappy with nothing.

Han Muye is also a mortal person now.

The shank of the fishing rod shattered into powder.

Ancient divine beasts, even if they were relatively peaceful tyrants, were full of tyranny and ferocity in their blood.

Hearing her words, Han Muye shook his head and chuckled: "Closed Door Training is not necessary. Now my physical strength cannot match the Cultivation Base and mood, and I need to control the fit."

According to Han Muye, they will cross the Southern Wilderness and enter the Middle State.

It's just that the inheritance of such bloodlines is difficult, and the ethnic groups are not large.

The caravan moved forward, and several figures came running from the village.

Over a hill, the two stopped.

Turning her head to look at Han Muye, Mu Wan said in a low voice, "Well, then you have to hurry back to the Jiange Closed Door Training."

From the fighting in the secret realm of Ten Thousand Demons, the formation of Heavenly Dao, to drifting in the void.

Otherwise, the ethnic groups here would not be so polite to the caravan.

Xiao Chu did not refuse Zhou Pu's invitation, and led the caravan to camp in the big drying field outside the stockade.

Qian Yiming wrote a letter.

Outside the Xuanyangwei camp, Qian Yiming sent Han Muye and Mu Wan away.

After visiting Feng Yuan generals Xiao Yueli and Gao Changgong, Han Muye and the others went to Zhongzhou with the Xiao family's caravan.

Some of the demon clans began to move to the western border, and some stuck to their family residences.

There are dozens of large car dealers in the caravan, but they are not really valuable treasures.

Now seeing Gao Changgong's distant relatives, Hate Wu Jiwu, of course there are knives in his eyes.

"So, Brother Han, you haven't completely refined the body of the divine beast, and you need Closed Door Training?"

The reason why he traveled with the caravan was because Muye was a distant relative of Gao Changgong.

When Tianhu returned, he just came forward to appease the various clans and disappeared.

According to Han Muye, it is difficult for him to control his power now.

The Xiao family, the family behind Qian Yiming, as well as several caravans, all made windfalls in the endless war between Nanhuang and Zhongzhou.

The old boy who came to greet the caravan was called Zhou Pu. When he was in Zhongzhou, he wasted half his life and was just a boy. In response to the call of the dynasty, he led some villagers to Nanhuang and served as a group guard.

"Cuicui, if your grandfather and the others really don't agree with us being together, then forget it. I, I, will leave Shaoyuanling in the future."

In this way, the younger generation can be trained, and the network can be slowly gathered.

Go to Zhongzhou together.

Han Muye nodded.

Han's business usually is a caravan of the brigade unless it transports precious medicine pills.

Because Qian Yiming exchanged the opportunity to enter the secret realm of Ten Thousand Demons on the condition of not fighting for ten years, he did not lead the army to fight again after he came out of the secret realm.

Gurgling water, two shadows wash away.

"Senior Brother Han, I'm here to collect the medicine. Please help me carry the medicine basket."

It's just that most of these years are relatively shallow, and the medicinal power is insufficient.

Han Muye and Mu Wan walked ten miles away with bamboo baskets on their backs, and there were already a lot of tiger grass in the mountains and forests.

When Han Muye said that he was drifting in the void, and all kinds of beasts came to kill him, he clenched his fists.

Seeing the powder smashed in the palm of his hand and the half fishing rod floating along the river, Han Muye smiled wryly and shook his head.

"Snapped--"

"Wen Xiang himself must not offend Han Muye, is it because he got unimaginable benefits in the secret place?"

"Young Master Mu, in front of you is Shaoyuan Ridge. It used to be the residence of the Yaozu Qinghu tribe. Now it is managed by some of the remaining tigers and some of the humans who moved south."

The half-zhang-high stone cliff shattered.

He picked up the medicine hoe and tapped lightly.

Seeing him like this, Qian Yiming had no choice but to give up, and then sighed: "I wish I could have a good fight with you, Brother Han."

Every time the Xiao family caravan came over, they would receive tens of thousands of tiger grass.

Half of the 40-odd carts dragged by Lingju were full.

There were more than 100 people in the caravan, in addition to Han Muye and Mu Wan, there were also seven or eight juniors of the Xiao family who had been trained, and the rest were staff and guards.

This is the demon clan, and the bloodline habits are different, so it is impossible for all demons to be one mind.

"This plant is a year old, and it can be exchanged for 300 Spirit Stones in Zhongzhou."

Watching Han Muye and Mu Wan leave, Qian Yiming's expression slowly turned serious.

Xuanyang Guard and Chiyan Army have captured nearly half of the territory of the Southern Wilderness, and most of the tribes in the Southern Wilderness have retreated.

Some are as small as mosquitoes and flies, but they can set off thousands of miles of wind in the void.

Xiao Chu, the leader of the caravan, was an old man from the Xiao family, who was considered Xiao Yueli's uncle.

Only Xiao Chu is Xiao Yueli's uncle, and his power all comes from Xiao Yueli. Naturally, he will not be like those ordinary children, but he is very attentive to Han Muye.

Han Muye smiled and shook his head.

"Hey, it's fun now," Qian Yiming cracked open his mouth and said happily: "Walking alone, this guy can't restrain his strength, and he won't dare to touch that little girl even if he touches it."

"After sending us away, what happened in the wasteland?"

The two were talking in a low voice and didn't notice Han Muye and Mu Wan's arrival.

At this time, the float on the water shook gently and sank.

Not only the Xiao family caravan, but most of the other caravans.

This elixir was only exchanged for one Spirit Stone in ten plants in the Southern Wilderness, and in Zhongzhou, there was more than one Spirit Stone per plant.

"Hey, this one is not bad, it has medicinal power for twenty years." Han Muye looked at the four-leaf and eight-petaled Spiritual herbs on the stone cliff in front of him, with a green stem two feet tall, and said with a smile.

Looking at Mu Wan, Han Muye smiled and said, "We can go to Zhongzhou together, take medicine pill refining along the way, and understand the way of heaven and earth."

Qian Yiming's army did not completely kill the Southern Wilderness Monster Race, and many of them were stationed in place.

The leader was an old Tongsheng who wore a Confucian shirt in his 50s, and there was a tall and sturdy Qinghu tribe with stripes on his head and face.

Han Muye and Mu Wan didn't really travel alone, instead they went to Zhongzhou together in a large group.

After crossing the mountain, the village in front of you will appear in front of you.

Xiao Chu whispered to Han Muye and Mu Wan what was going on in Shaoyuanling, and many people in the caravan behind him looked at Han Muye with displeased expressions.

Mu Wan sat and listened, her expression constantly changing, she was nervous because of the tragic fight, and she was also happy for the new world.

"What about Senior Brother now?" Mu Wan asked softly.

Or two punches.

Most of the Southern Wilderness Monster Race is not particular about food, clothing, housing, and transportation, which is a huge contrast to the luxurious and heavy Zhongzhou.

Qian Yiming was directly knocked flying.

Han Muye was looking forward to it.

Right now, the bottom of his heart seems to be churning with endless lava. Once he can't hold it back, it may erupt and burn him to ashes.

The void world is empty and boundless, and Han Muye, who refines and refines the body of a divine beast, encounters all kinds of powerful beasts.

Mu Wan's eyes were bright, and her face was flushed. She bit her lip and said in a low voice, "Does this help senior brother's practice?"

Even the wild monsters can't do it, let alone Nanhuang?

The two walked all the way, and Mu Wan bent down from time to time to collect medicine.

"Wow, the hundred-year-old tiger grass has made a fortune. Be careful, don't break the leaves. This is worth 2,000 Spirit Stones."

Refining the body of a divine beast, the sudden increase in physical strength is extremely terrifying.

The bloodline of the Qinghu clan is also considered strong, and the newly born clansmen have the power to cultivate Yuan.

The big tiger man beside him was also cupped hands, just silent.

But Han Muye's practice is not stable yet, and it will take time to refine the body of the beast, so she can't be disturbed.

"Manager Xiao, the elixir you want has been prepared. Please rest in the stockade."

This is meditation...

When the ten-year period arrives and the war starts again, I am afraid that Nanhuang will really fall completely.

Han Muye opened his mouth with a wry smile on his face.

Goodbye Han Muye, she was overjoyed.

Han Muye's practice, she feels that she can't help at all.

In the process of refining the body of the divine beast, Han Muye had to deal with the shock of the soul and state of mind brought by the power of the bloodline.

Although Mu Wan's Cultivation Base has arrived at the Foundation Establishment, she obviously has no Killing intent on her body, and her body has not been repaired to the athletic appearance of Martial Dao Cultivation Technique.

As for whether Qian Yiming will lead the army again and burn the war to the western frontier, it depends on whether he has the courage.

The herbs were naturally crushed together.

Beside him, the girl in a pale pink dress shook her head and stared, "Shao Datian, you dare to give up? Why didn't you tell me when you were rolling the hay with me?"

However, Zhongzhou will arrange for many human races to migrate and live with these ethnic groups.

There was light in his eyes, and Qian Yiming showed envy on his face: "The physical strength is so strong that he can't control it with the power of his soul. It's really an unimaginable harvest..."

...

On the other hand, the demon clan is much looser.

It's just that Xiao Yueli is now in the army, so even if she gave the old Xiao family courage, she didn't dare to come to the army to ask for trouble.

"I am trying my best to refine the body of the beast, and I can't use any power for a while, so I will study Alchemy and become an alchemist."

Zhou Pu and the others invited Xiao Chu and the children of the Xiao family to a banquet. Xiao Chu invited Han Muye and Mu Wan to go with him, but Han Muye and the others did not go.

Fighting in the void, Han Muye was stained with a lot of blood.

Qian Yiming's face stiffened, and several generals not far away turned their faces away.

Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, held a fishing rod in one hand and stared at the floats on the water in front of him, while whispering about his experiences in the past three years.

Han Muye, who goes by the alias Mu Ye, is a beginner alchemist, and Mu Wan is his junior sister.

In the bizarre world, the surging Galaxy Cluster, loneliness and danger, Mu Wan sat there with a blurred look in her eyes.

"boom--"

...

Mu Wan on the side laughed out loud.

The two of them carried bamboo baskets and medicine hoes, and under the guidance of several Qinghu people, they went to the mountains to find medicine.

Civil wars are accompanied by riches.

Being popular is the reason why many Zhongzhou Confucian and Taoist practitioners are willing to come to Nanhuang.

Han Muye has not been able to adapt to this kind of power for the time being, and needs to be tempered slowly.

This is also the main source of income for the Qinghu tribe on Shaoyuanling.

Unless it is a real treasure, you need to use a large cultivator to carry the treasure of storage with you, and other ordinary goods are run by caravans.

Just clink glasses when you're ready to drink.

There are also tyrannical beasts that can disturb the mind and are good at attacking the soul, quietly coming to snatch the lower body.