441 Immortal Realm, Immortal Realm (3/3)

Chapter 441 Immortal Realm, Immortal Realm (33)

Gao Xiaoxuan said, took out a small storage bag and brought it to Han Muye.

Han Muye took it, checked it out, and saw that it was all the elixir needed to refine the magic pill.

If these elixir hadn't been based on an ancient god's medicine garden, it would have been impossible to make them together.

"Sixth brother said that when he stabilizes his position in Zumoxing, he will come in person."

Gao Xiaoxuan said.

Han Muye nodded, and led Gao Xiaoxuan into the shop and into the backyard.

After crossing the dam and returning, even with the guidance of Han Muye's icon, Gao Xiaoxuan experienced many disasters.

In the backyard, Gao Xiaoxuan took off the long sword from his back, and then drew the sword.

The sword light flashed, and several jade boxes mixed in it appeared.

"This is the sword and medicine pill that my sixth brother asked me to bring."

These swords are the standard swords outside the dam. They are characterized by the same refining process and the same power of all attributes.

Han Muye stretched out his hand to catch the jade box and probed it. There were three million long swords in the jade box.

After his avatar left Gu Yun Galaxy, Huang Lao Liu was in charge of all transactions in Gu Yun Galaxy.

This batch of most important swords and medicinal pills was sent by Gao Xiaoxuan himself.

Each jade box is three million swords, a total of 12 million long swords.

Each handle is a mid-grade spiritual tool, and it can be raised slowly by warming it up.

The Qiyang Sword Sect behind Qiyang Tianzun has made every effort to refine them, and the mid-grade spirit tools are the most cost-effective and the fastest to refine.

If the pursuit of high-grade spirit tools, the speed is much slower.

In the other jade boxes, there are various healing medicines that are urgently needed in the land of Taoism.

The Daoyuan Ding that Han Muye left on Wanhexing had an alchemy puppet imperial envoy, who refined elixirs day and night.

"Senior brother, where is your avatar now?" Gao Xiaoxuan asked curiously, looking at Han Muye.

Han Muye smiled and said, "Don't worry, my incarnation will naturally appear when I need it."

His avatar left the ancient cloud galaxy earlier than Gao Xiaoxuan and returned through the dam.

It's just that the incarnation did not directly enter the land of Taoism, but went elsewhere.

"I'll help you refine the medicine pill first, and then accompany you to see Zhihu and Sixth Sister-in-law." Han Muye turned and walked into the quiet room.

Raising his hand, under the light array, an illusory Dan Ding appeared.

Now he does not need to use the power of Dan Ding to refine medicine pills.

Pieces of elixir appeared in front of him, the main medicine was a fairy fruit, plus twelve thousand-year-old elixir with strong medicinal power.

This formula was derived by Han Muye, and he carefully calculated the compatibility of every spirit medicine.

After all, there is only one fairy fruit, and this potion can only succeed.

Pill fire rises, elixir enters the furnace.

Really starting alchemy, it was much simpler than he imagined, but within an hour, there was thunder in the sky.

Han Muye moved and landed on the lightning platform.

A thin cultivator flew forward and saw Han Muye, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red.

"This is a spirit stone." Han Muye raised his hand and threw out three million spirit stones.

Back then, when he was refining alchemy, it was this thin practitioner who received him.

"Han, Han..." The thin cultivator held the spirit stone and was speechless.

It was difficult for him to imagine that the alchemy practitioner he received back then was the current Prime Minister Han.

If he hadn't seen the phantom of Prime Minister Han presented above, he wouldn't have believed that Prime Minister Han at that time would have used Lei to concoct alchemy.

"boom--"

This time the thunder light was brighter than all the thunder tribulations.

The formation on this thunder platform was urged to the extreme.

The large formations above the entire imperial city began to operate with power.

Part of the power of the Imperial City Great Array is absorbed from the lightning platform. The stronger the thunder light, the more power the Great Array can store.

In the imperial city, many great monks turned their attention, and then turned back.

Han Xiang is concocting alchemy...

In the palace, Yun Duan frowned when he heard the attendant whispering forward to report.

"What is this guy doing..."

She whispered.

Beside him, Huang Zhihu, who was sitting upright, leaned over and said, "I'm also surprised that my adoptive father seldom makes medicinal pills that provoke Tianlei."

The two of them were sitting close together and their voices were low. Lu Qingping, who was sitting in front of them, couldn't hear what they were talking about.

Yun Duan is dressed in a dignified suit, although it is ordinary casual clothes, it is also very noble.

Huang Zhihu wears a yellow dress, showing youthful beauty.

Lu Qingping smiled and turned to look at Princess Yun Jin who was sitting beside her.

"Princess, I think the two of them are a good match, so I don't know what Senior Brother Han thinks?"

A good match.

Yun Jin was stunned, his face full of smiles.

The opposite Yun Duan and Huang Zhihu were also stunned.

Yun Duan smiled and reached out to pull Huang Zhihu's shoulder: "Zhihu, we are a good match."

Huang Zhihu leaned on her shoulder and lowered his voice: "Do you still want to be my adoptive mother?"

The two laughed.

Lu Qingping watched and could only sigh, her daughter was getting older.

My daughter has followed her foster father since she was a child, and she has not fulfilled her responsibility of raising and teaching.

She knew that Huang Zhihu had suffered a lot. When he was a few years old, he followed Han Muye into the secret realm of the Southern Wilderness and almost never came back.

Later, on Bailu Mountain, he became very self-reliant.

With a smile on her face, Lu Qingping just looked at the Yellow Fat Tiger in front of her.

This girl is now in charge of Tianxuan Xuanyangwei, with thousands of swordsmen gathered behind her.

I will be happy when Brother Six comes back.

Thinking of Huang Laoliu, Lu Qingping felt a lot of warmth in her heart.

She was escorted by many practitioners from Jinyang City to the Imperial City.

Not an ordinary cultivator, but a demon cultivator from the distant ancient cloud galaxy Ancestral Demon Star.

Those who died under the Great Holy Throne of Heaven had only one mission to come to the land of Taoism, and that was to protect her and the Yellow Fat Tiger.

They also brought news that the great sage Huang Zhenxiong would come to find their mother and daughter in person.

They also brought a few pieces of jade slips. There was a phantom of Huang Laoliu in the jade slips, as well as what Huang Laoliu said to her.

That night, Lu Qingping cried several times.

Huang Zhenxiong is still alive and has become the Great Sage of the Demon Dao.

I and my daughter are not alone.

The thunder light dissipated, and a banquet began in the palace.

It was a family banquet, only Lu Qingping, Yunjin and Yundain, and Huangzhihu.

Not long after the banquet started, Han Muye and Gao Xiaoxuan came over.

At this time, on Gao Xiaoxuan's body, the spiritual light has already subsided, and there is no trace of magic.

Everyone stood up and saluted Han Muye.

Huang Zhihu and Yun Duan also quickly gave up their positions.

"Sister Six." Gao Xiaoxuan looked at Lu Qingping.

"Xiao Xuan." Lu Qingping showed emotion on her face, and said softly, "You've grown up so much."

At this time, Gao Xiaoxuan was carrying a long sword on his back, handsome and handsome.

"Sixth brother sent me to protect Sixth Sister-in-law and Zhihu's niece." Gao Xiaoxuan's expression remained unchanged, and he turned to look at Huangzhihu beside him.

Huang Zhihu looked up and muttered a few times: "It's said that it belongs to Brother Xiaoxuan, so he becomes Uncle Xiaoxuan, uncle is easy to get old..."

"Zhihu, hurry up and call Uncle." Lu Qingping glared at Huang Zhihu.

Huang Zhihu called "Uncle Xiao Xuan" with a lower voice than a cat.

Yun Jin, who was beside him, looked at Han Muye with a bit of warmth, but didn't dare to look at him.

The atmosphere of this banquet was a little weird.

When it was over, Gao Xiaoxuan followed Lu Qingping and Huang Zhihu to the arranged residence, Han Muye returned to Danyuan Pavilion alone, and Yun Jin stayed in the palace.

"Mother, you can see it, Princess Yunjin looks at her foster father."

"Mother, do you know the relationship between Uncle Xiaoxuan and Aunt Wuhen?"

"Mother, I saw the jade slip that my father showed me. My darling, the Great Sage Treading the Sky, that heroic appearance is so domineering. Why do they all say that my father is the sixth?"

...

Huang Zhihu was muttering all kinds of things beside his mother. Gao Xiaoxuan, who was riding behind the frame, didn't change his expression, as if he didn't hear it at all.

Lu Qingping stared at Huang Zhihu angrily.

"Say, why are you so close to the emperor?"

"Did he take advantage of you?"

"What did your foster father say? Did the royal family come to propose marriage?"

"Girl's house, there must be rules. When your father comes back, how can I explain to him?"

...

In the carriage, the whispers were like a warbler.

Gao Xiaoxuan and a group of dead men brought various treasures.

These were given to Lu Qingping and Huang Zhihu by Huang Laoliu.

Lu Qingping didn't care about the treasure, she just took it and said that she would make a dowry for Huang Zhihu in the future.

Yellow Fat Tiger chooses some, and uses whatever he can use first.

Her cultivation base is now almost touching the heavens, but she lacks accumulation and needs more tempering.

Three days later, Han Muye summoned the generals of Xuanyang Guard in the imperial city, and Huang Zhihu and her commander Jianxiu were also recruited.

"From today onwards, Xuanyangwei, Donghai kendo practitioners, will all be replaced with the unified standard swords."

"All military formations, practice the Zhou Tianjian formation."

Han Muye's eyes fell on Huang Zhihu.

"Tell me, how long will it take?"

Standard sword.

Exercise army.

In fact, military drills have already been done.

Just because the practitioners have different foundations in swordsmanship, their own cultivation bases are different, and the swords in their hands are also different, it is difficult to form combat power.

Only those sword cultivators who formed the Zhoutian Sword Formation with the sword light transformed by the Sword Pill had some sword formation power.

It's just that these sword pills are also ordinary spiritual weapons, and the combat power formed is limited.

"Returning to Prime Minister Han, the East China Sea Sword Cultivation Army has been well-practiced, but the standard swords are difficult to configure. It may take three years to achieve the might of the sword formation."

Huang Zhihu thought about it, then bowed and opened his mouth.

At this time in the main hall, what she said was the truth.

Being able to form a formation for three years and exert the might of the Zhou Tianjian formation is already the limit of what she can do.

This is not to say that all the thousands of swordsmen are involved, but some of them.

It is simply impossible for thousands of swordsmen to form a great formation.

"These are 10 million standard swords, Xuanyangwei has 2 million, and Donghai sword repairs 10 million."

Han Muye raised his hand and placed several jade boxes on the long table.

"Give you ten years to train the army."

"Ten years later, if the military formation fails, I will be severely punished."

There was indifference in Han Muye's voice.

A group of generals below stood up, bowed and said, "No!"

Huang Zhihu had a surprise on his face.

There are so many standard swords, don't worry about the battle!

Ten million swordsmen have achieved the Zhoutian Great Formation, and thinking about it makes people emotional.

After taking out the sword, Han Muye didn't care about the affairs of the court.

With 10,000 senators, they can already handle anything in Tianxuan.

He did not return to the Danyuan Pavilion, but went directly to the mansion of the new state prime minister, stepped into the quiet room, and began to retreat.

The Prime Minister's Mansion was shrouded in aura, and the sword lights were intertwined.

At this moment, Han Muye sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and the power of his divine soul quietly descended on the incarnation of divine beasts thousands of miles away.

In the absence of unity between the body and the avatar, in order for his soul power to deal with the war, he would need the other party to retreat and transfer all his mind.

At this time, his avatar was facing a war, and he had to retreat on the main body to support the avatar with all his heart.

among the dams.

When Han Mu's wild beast incarnated and returned to the dam, he traveled thousands of miles and met the golden armored warrior who was looted by him and Dayan Daoist.

This guy seems to have remembered his breath, just waiting for him to come.

This time, Han Muye did not flinch.

He has completely controlled the body of the beast, and this incarnation is so powerful that he is really not afraid of anything in the dam that suppresses Taoism.

"boom--"

The long sword of the golden armored general was blocked by Han Muye's fist, and then he punched his armor, knocking him back.

This has been the 100th day of the battle between Han Muye and the Golden Armored General.

Over the past 100 days, Han Muye has been suppressed from the beginning, and has gradually gained the upper hand.

The ancient gods are indeed rich in combat experience, and every move and every style pushes their own strength to the extreme.

In the beginning, even if Han Muye had the power of a divine beast, he could only barely remain undefeated.

During the battle, he constantly sensed the changes in the operation of power, and began to simulate the opponent's means.

Two months later, the two's attack had changed, and Han Muye slowly got out of his suppressed position.

In the next month or so, Han Muye was able to suppress the opponent.

"boom--"

With another punch, the golden armored general's robe shattered.

When the armor shattered, the god spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood mixed with gold.

There was also a hint of sobriety in his originally tyrannical and confused eyes.

His eyes fell on Han Muye, he seemed to be thinking, and he seemed to be searching for memory.

"God court, chaos, dam..."

There was pain on his face.

"Transcendence, it's all for the sake of detachment."

"Xianjie, everyone wants to go to Xianjie!"

A bloody halo flashed in the eyes of the divine general, and he looked up at Han Muye, "I'm all ants, all ants!"

Han Muye took a step forward, and the sword of divine soul slammed down.

With a flash of sword light, the divine general's soul shook, and his eyes regained some clarity.

"The Court of God is a tool for the rule of the fairy world."

"We are all dogs and horses, and Tianzun can't escape."

The divine general grabbed Han Muye's arm, his whole body surging with breath: "The tree of the sky, only the tree of the sky has a chance..."

Before the messy words were finished, the god general cried out in pain, and the divine light burst from his body.

fallen.

An ancient god general, whose combat power is comparable to that of Tianzun, fell in this dam.

Beside Han Muye, Da Yan Daoist looked excitedly at the piles of golden treasures in front of him.

Han Muye's expression was indifferent, and he reached out and picked up the long knife on the ground.

Taking a deep breath, his sword energy poured into the blade.

"boom--"

An endless stream of light appeared in his mind, and the magnificent divine court reappeared again.

Court of God.

God will.

"The immortal world is recruited every 100,000 years. All Taoist ancestors and Tianzun have to go, but they never return."

"Where is Immortal Realm? I will wait to go to Immortal Realm, what will be the result."

"God Emperor Wu Yan, today you have to give us all an explanation!"

The mighty voice sounded, and Han Muye only felt that his mind was almost lost.

That is the voice of Tianzun, a spiritual light, which is a Tianzun.

"Heavenly Venerable?"

"It's just ants, why know too much."

"Do you want this emperor to suppress everyone?"

In the void, an ethereal voice came.

This voice sounded like a mortal without a trace of power, but it directly cut off all the aura.

"Let's go, the immortal energy is crushed, you can't bear it."

"Xian, it is fairy."

"Immortal world, it's fairy world."