Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Han Muye frowned and said, “They were after you. Why did you spare their lives?”

He thought that Li Zhongjing was going to kill Zhu Guangshou and the others. After all, the grudge between Li Zhongjing and Zhu Guangshou was complicated and difficult to resolve.

“Kill? Why kill?” Li Zhongjing waved his hand. “If I kill him, my junior sister will be widowed.”

Speaking of this, he paused and said in a low voice, “It will take me 300 years to get rid of this fire poison.”

“Three hundred years. This young man won’t be able to touch women.”

“Hehe…”

Han Muye turned to look at Zhu Guangshou, who was smoking on the ground

Isn’t this even worse than killing him?

Han Muye felt that Li Zhongjing must have deliberately punished the junior sister who had betrayed him.

Three hundred years…

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The cultivator who had lured Han Muye to save Li Zhongjing was called Tao Zijun, a deacon elder of a small sect.

In the Ancient Cloud Galaxy, it was common for Heaven Realm and half-step Heaven Realm sects to control sects. Sects with Heaven Realm experts were not everywhere.

Sects like the Jinming Dao Sect were only slightly weaker than the top sects.

Tao Zijun was also obedient. He followed behind Li Zhongjing and tried to please him.

He was a little afraid of Han Muye.

The three of them and Daoist Great Rock, who was leading a group of puppet guards to search around, formed a special team.

Tao Zijun was very careful. He did not fight with Daoist Dayan for the spirit herbs. He only went to pick up the spirit herbs that Daoist Dayan did not like.

Although Daoist Dayan did not think much of it, it was already a rather precious spirit herb to Tao Zijun.

If not for Han Muye, he would have been hiding in a corner and not daring to come out.

Li Zhongjing was not very enthusiastic about collecting spirit herbs. He only chose those that were useful to him.

Sometimes, he would communicate with Han Muye about which spiritual herbs could be refined into pills.

Han Muye’s method of purifying the medicinal power twice had completely conquered him. Now, Li Zhongjing admired Han Muye’s alchemy.

Among these people, Han Muye was the most relaxed.

With the power of the grass whip, he could easily collect those spiritual herbs.

Seeing the batches of spiritual herbs being collected by Han Muye, Li Zhongjing and Tao Zijun could only be envious.

They couldn’t collect like that even if they wanted to.

Not everyone had a treasure like the grass whip.

“Roar—”

In front of them, a blade light flashed, and a 30-foot-tall long-legged spider fell to the ground.

Even the strongest demon beast could not stop the 200 puppets from attacking in formation.

Daoist Dayan stepped forward proudly and collected the useful spiritual materials from the demon beast.

Han Muye walked over and put the big spider’s body into the grass whip as a supplement for storing spiritual herbs. He then walked to the two jade hall golden lilies guarded by the big spider and carefully collected them.

These were spiritual herbs that were 10,000 years old and extremely valuable.

Seeing Han Muye collect such spiritual herbs, Li Zhongjing and Tao Zijun almost drooled.

As soon as he collected the spiritual herbs, Han Muye frowned and looked to the side.

In the mist-covered area, several figures are rushing over.

The leader was carrying a huge ax on his back.

Coincidentally, it was the burly man he had met in the herb garden more than 10 days ago.

At this moment, the burly man had two storage bags hanging on his body. Behind him were several cultivators who were equally tall and strong.

Seeing Han Muye, the burly man was stunned. His gaze landed on the grass whip in his hand, and his eyes sparkled with joy.

“Martial Uncle, the grass whip in his hand is a treasure!” the burly man exclaimed.

Hearing his call, the people behind him looked at the grass whip in Han Muye’s hand.

The grass whip stored a large amount of spiritual medicines and the immortal qi collected in the past 10 days. At this moment, the entire grass whip was flashing with immortal qi and interweaved with the light.

It was a rare treasure that was visible to the naked eye.

“Haha, Big Head Chen, you’ve made a contribution,” said a bald middle-aged man with a big ax behind the burly man. Then he took a step forward and reached out to slap Han Muye’s head.

A pressure as heavy as a mountain pressed down, bringing about astral winds in the void.

This blow made Li Zhongjing and Tao Zijun’s expressions change instantly.

Too powerful!

This was pure physical strength!

“They are from the Mang Mountain Sect!” Li Zhongjing exclaimed.

Mang Mountain Sect was a rare sect for body refinement. The physical strength of the experts in the sect could move mountains.

The person in front of him was obviously an expert from the Mang Mountain Sect. His attack power could shatter mountains.

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Han Muyan raised his head, apparently stunned by this blow.

The bald man had a complacent smile on his face. His blood-sucking aura became denser, turning into a blood-colored wall blocking Li Zhongjing and Tao Zijun.

Of course, what he did not know was that when Han Muye was in danger, Tao Zijun and Li Zhongjing would definitely not rescue him.

Why would they need to save this one?

Even Daoist Dayan, who was not far away, could not be bothered to order the puppets behind him to move.

Why go through so much trouble?

Was there anyone who could withstand a blow from the divine beast Baxia?

“Roar—”

When the bald man’s palm was three yards away from Han Muye’s head, a roar came from Han Muye.

This was the anger of a divine beast for being insulted!

Divine beast!

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When he roared, the bald man and the people behind him all turned pale.

The palm that was originally falling was suddenly retracted and then disappeared.

Because the retreat was too fast, the bald man’s blood qi reversed. His face turned red and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Han Muye looked up and smiled. He moved and rushed out.

“Boom!”

The phantom of a divine beast appeared.

Baxia’s huge body was only revealed a little, and the pressure it brought directly made the bald man fall and spit out blood.

The others trembled and lost all will to resist.

Han Muye glanced around and immediately understood.

These body refinement cultivators relied on the power of demon beasts to fuse a trace of demon beast bloodline into their bodies.

Such a body tempering method could quickly surpass the low-level and become a large number of Earth Realm to Heaven Realm Nascent Soul experts.

However, when this trace of demonic beast bloodline encountered a high-level bloodline, its chances were suppressed.

For example, at this moment, Han Muye did not waste any effort. The powerful power of the divine beast bloodline had already suppressed them all and they could not resist at all.

Daoist Dayan laughed out loud as he walked forward and collected the storage bags and axes on the burly men’s backs.

Han Muye did not take their lives and led Li Zhongjing and the others away.

It was not until Han Muye had walked far away that these people from Mang Mountain Sect slowly stood up, their faces pale.

“Li Datou, you, what kind of person did you offend…” A burly man whose storage bag had been taken away muttered with a bitter expression.

Li Datou was also confused at the moment.

How did he know that Han Muye actually had the bloodline of a divine beast?!

After all, he dared not offend him.

“Li Datou, you have done a great job this time!” The bald man turned around and stared at Li Datou.

This gaze made Li Datou tremble all over.

“Zhao, Zhao, Senior Brother Zhao, I, I…”

Before he could finish speaking, the black-bearded old man squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice, “That’s right. The sect has a secret order to find the divine beast’s bloodline and become an elder.

“Elder Li, you have to take care of us in the future.”

Elder?

Li Datou raised his head in confusion and looked in the direction Han Muye was leaving.

Can this be my fortuitous opportunity?

Han Muye, who was walking in the herb garden, had a smile on his face.

“Tell me about this Mang Mountain Sect.” He looked at Li Zhongjing.

Li Zhongjing quickly introduced the situation of the Mang Mountain Sect in a low voice.

This was a famous body tempering sect. It was said that the experts in the sect had cultivated to the point of sanctifying their bodies and becoming sages.

With their physical strength, they dominated the void world.

Most of the disciples in the sect had a strong physique and could withstand adversity when fighting against others.

In high-level battles, the Mang Mountain Sect disciples did not have an advantage.

However, if it was a fight between low-level disciples, a Mang Mountain Sect disciple could sweep through them.

“There’s even a shadow of the Desolate Wilderness cultivation technique. Interesting.” Han Muye nodded and muttered.

Just now, he did not take action to kill the other party because he saw that their cultivation techniques had a shadow of the Desolate Wilderness.

Could it be that Mang Mountain Sect was backed by an almighty expert from the Desolate Wilderness?

Han Muye had news of the Desolate Wilderness.

Presumably, every Desolate Wilderness expert would be close to him, right?

For example, Qilin of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace on Scattered Stars Island had agreed to help the Heavenly Mystic Dao Competition.

“Buzz!”

With a soft sound, Han Muye’s expression changed. He raised his hand and took out a black dragon scale.

This was the dragon scale Huang Six had given him.

Within 10,000 miles, one could sense and transmit messages.

“Brother, be careful. That guy in the town is nearby,” a voice came from the dragon scale with spiritual qi infused.