Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Ancestor Tao Ran's words made Han Muye almost laugh out loud.

I thought that the old ancestors, who had been ups and downs countless times, no longer cared about the reputation of outsiders.

It turned out to be waiting on purpose.

Even the ancestors of the Mu family felt that the simplified Xumai Pill was a bit of a problem. This time, the ancestor Tao Ran took it out, maybe he could really hit those who looked down on him in the face.

The celebration has not yet started, and the Mu family ancestors have not arrived yet. Although Han Muye is in the front, he is blocked by Tao Ran and Su Liang, and he can still run away.

Looking around, he finally saw Mu Wan sitting among the disciples of the Mu family.

People around Mu Wan also seemed to have seen him, so they gathered together and pointed, and looked at him. It was estimated that apart from the good looks, everything else was bad.

Han Muye can also see it, in the eyes of these Dan Xiu, no matter how good your swordsmanship is, you can't compare to a good pot of Dan.

Extraordinary brain circuits.

"Huh?" His eyes swept over, and Han Muye was slightly taken aback.

He saw someone he didn't expect.

He has never seen this person.

But he had seen it from the memory of the pill furnace in his hand.

Jiang Ming.

Yulin Valley Rogue Cultivators, refining Qingxue Dan, trying to integrate Sword Qi into the Dan furnace.

This dedication to Alchemy left a deep impression on Han Muye.

Cultivation is really a crazy thing if you don't succeed.

At this time, Jiang Ming's face was solemn, wearing a blue-gray robe, his gray hair was tightly tied, and his body was airy.

The crazy look that he saw from the Dan Ding was completely gone.

He sat on one side by the edge of the square, surrounded by low-level practitioners.

Today's banquet, Jiang Ming, who was born in Rogue Cultivators, is indeed impossible to get a good position.

Xiu practitioner has a keen sense of consciousness, Han Muye can only look straight for a few breaths, and Jiang Ming has already raised his head over there.

Seeing Han Muye looking at himself, Jiang Ming was slightly taken aback.

People from Jiu Xuan Jianmen?

A wasteful Alchemy Rogue Cultivators, doesn't seem to have any intersection with them?

Han Muye nodded lightly as a greeting.

This made Jiang Ming a little confused.

Still, he nodded in return.

Jiuxuan Jianmen is now in full swing, and this person is still with the ancestors, so he must not be an ordinary person.

Greetings like this, he's a Rogue Cultivators, already flattered.

It didn't take long for Han Muye to look around, a bell rang, auspicious clouds filled the sky, and petals fluttered.

The celebration has begun.

It was the first time that Han Muye met the ancestor of the Mu family.

This old man, who was wearing a gray-white robe, with white hair and beard, was surrounded by a cloud of dan Qi.

The drifting incense proves that his Alchemy Cultivation Base is extraordinary.

His face is simple and simple, his eyes are kind, and he is full of elixir.

This looks like a tailor-made Alchemy overhaul.

"Fellow daoists, Mu Chun has lived a life of 800 years. Today, Xiaoqing, I am very grateful to have all fellow daoists here."

The sound of the big cultivator resounded throughout the square, soft and clear.

Whether it was a major representative like Patriarch Tao Ran or other practitioners, they all stood up and cupped hands to give salutes.

Eight hundred years of practice is not considered a top senior in Western Xinjiang.

After all, most of the practitioners of environmental cultivation can live to a thousand years.

But in the eight hundred years of Mu Chunhui, he has done a lot of great things, and accumulated a lot of merit in the cultivation world in the Western Xinjiang.

The courtesy of the audience today is also the righteousness of respecting him.

Seeing the cupped hands in the hall, Mu Chunhui sighed.

What Jian Xiu seeks is to traverse the world, and Dan Xiu, I am afraid that he will be praised by thousands of practitioners.

Looking at Mu Chunhui, who was looking at the sky with his hands behind his back, Han Muye had a hint of enlightenment.

A practitioner is still a mortal after all.

Everyone has something in their hearts.

When there is no desire and no desire, and when the love is cut off, I am afraid that Immortal Ascension can really emerge.

The children of the Mu family brought the incense case, and Mu Chunhui held the high incense and saluted the heaven and earth.

This is Dan Xiu. Alchemy's practice relies entirely on the elixir fire from heaven and earth.

Jian Xiu, it would be good not to fight the sky with a sword.

Celebrations seem to have a fixed formula that Han Muye doesn't understand.

Anyway, in his opinion, when the same spirit fruit wine is served, it is a celebration.

However, this table full of melons, fruits and wines is not ready to be enjoyed right away.

Several Mu family descendants stepped forward to kowtow to Mu Chun, and then offered a birthday gift.

Some give away rare Medicine Pills, while others take out treasured elixir.

These are the second and third generations of the Mu family. Most of the Cultivation Bases are already in a good position. The Alchemy level is not bad, and the net worth is rich.

Mu Chunhui smiled and encouraged a few words before accepting the gift.

After that, the ones who came forward were mostly descendants of Foundation Establishment and Qi Condensation.

"That is Mu Tanzhi, the eldest son of the Mu family."

"Among the younger generations of the Mu family, the one who has the most hope of inheriting the legacy of the ancestor is this eldest son."

"Among the younger generation of Alchemy in Xijiang, the reputation of this wooden son of Mutanzhimu is very loud."

The discussion around made Han Muye look up.

Standing in front of Mu Wan and the others was a calm middle-aged man wearing a lavender robe.

This is the first member of the Mu family's descendants, Mu Tanzhi.

There is a flash of Dan Qi far beyond his peers, Cultivation Base, also at the pinnacle of Foundation Establishment.

Under his leadership, the disciples of the Mu family kowtowed to Mu Chun.

Except for Mu Tanzhi, who presented a seventh-grade pill made by himself, everyone else was empty-handed and just kowtowed.

Their filial piety, the ancestors of the Mu family would not like them.

It's good to have it in mind.

After the Mu family celebrated their birthdays, the representatives of the various Sects came forward.

The first to come forward were the two Qingpao Daoists of Lingdao Sect.

Outsiders don't know what to send.

The ancestor of the Mu family solemnly accepted the gift, and asked people to sit in peace.

The power of the largest sect in Western Xinjiang can be seen.

Behind were two Shangyang Demon Sect cultivators in black robes, and then Taiyi Sword Sect.

When the three major parties finished sending the gifts, the cultivator of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect stood up. Just got up, the Tao Ran ancestor here has slowly straightened up.

In the whole venue, everyone was heartbroken.

Wind Spirit Sword Sect and Jiu Xuan Sword Sect are fighting hotly right now, and they are in dire straits.

At this time, do you want to stop the signs?

Of the three major sects, who ranks fourth?

Unfortunately, the reality did not turn out as the viewers wished.

When he saw Old Ancestor Tao Ran stand up, the two Daoists on the opposite side sat down again.

Ancestor Tao Ran and Elder Su Liang stepped forward and presented the birthday gifts that had been prepared earlier.

When they turned around, the two Daoists of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect came forward holding the brocade box.

The process of presenting the birthday gift did not show off wealth and compare with Han Muye imagined, it was all packed in a box, and no one could see it.

Han Muye guessed that many boxes are probably empty, and the real birthday gifts may have already been delivered and registered.

After all, there are not many people who can come forward to give gifts at this venue. Most of them are empty-handed, and they should have given them a long time ago.

Until dozens of large and small sects had given gifts, the Mu family patriarch stood up and cupped hands and said a few words of thanks, Han Muye saw the Tao Ran patriarch sitting in front of him reaching out to touch the spiritual fruit.

Finally able to eat.

To be honest, Han Muye is really not a good appetite in Sect.

Today, I am interested in the spiritual fruit in front of me. It is really tempting. It is the first time I have seen so many melons and fruits in the cultivation world.

Unfortunately, the appearance does not mean the taste.

Looking at the good-looking fruits, it is nothing more than sweet and sour taste.

Without a mouthful of Spiritual Qi as imagined by Han Muye, the qi and blood were tumbling.

The fruit is the same fruit.

The melon, that is, the melon.

Slightly disappointed.

Looking up, the ancestor of the Mu family started to toast with a wine glass.

After he paid his respects, the venue began to liven up.

A lot of acquaintances got together and started talking about Alchemy.

Sure enough, it was all Dan Xiu. This one said that the anger was very strong last night, and he didn't remove it, and he wasted a pot of pills.

"Don't eat it, go for a walk." Ancestor Tao Ran, who was sitting in front of him, said in a low voice just after dealing with a fruit.

Han Muye turned his head and saw that Fairy Jinyuan, who was sitting beside him, was already chatting and laughing with several female cultivators in the distance.

Even Elder Su Liang, also holding a wine glass, approached several Dan Xiu and whispered.

"Ancestor, are you not going?" Seeing that the audience was talking about Alchemy, Han Muye was very curious as to why Ancestor Tao Ran didn't go.

"Hmph, do I need to go, Patriarch?" Patriarch Tao Ran snorted coldly.

Han Muye picked up the wine glass and walked away, took a few steps, looked back, and saw that Tao Ran's ancestor was not alone, so he was sitting alone.

The scene is a bit bleak.

Han Muye was a little moved.

It is estimated that the ancestor knew that his popularity was not good, and no one would take care of him, so he forced him to leave, right?

I don't want to be left out like him.

"That's Patriarch Tao Ran of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, why is no one talking to him?" Some young Dan Xiu didn't understand, so he said in a low voice.

"Shh, let me tell you, when Tao Ran's ancestor was stopped outside the Xiaodan Pavilion, he failed to achieve the best quality after pill refining for dozens of furnaces. In a fit of rage, he almost ordered the Xiaodan Pavilion."

"This man has a bad temper."

"No wonder I heard people say that he is a fire lunatic. Forget it, don't get close."

Han Muye didn't know that Tao Ran's ancestor had also done something to burn the Xiaodan Pavilion.

But think about it, dozens of medicine pills can't make the best, that kind of mood is really urgent.

Han Muye looked around and saw that there was no one he wanted to meet. He turned his head and went to the side of the venue with a glass of wine.

Jiang Ming, who was drinking with his head down, looked up and saw Han Muye coming, and was slightly taken aback.

"I met fellow daoist Jiang at Han Muye at Xia Jiuxuan Sword Gate."

Han Muye didn't say anything, went straight to Jiang Ming's small case, sat down, and raised his glass gently.

Jiang Ming clinks a glass with him with a puzzled face, and then drank the wine in the glass.

"Master Han, how do you know me?"

After drinking, Jiang Ming couldn't help it, looked at Han Muye, and spoke in a low voice.

Beside him, many people pricked up their ears.

This piece is all Dan Xiu from Rogue Cultivators, and the level of Cultivation Base Alchemy is average.

After all, the seating arrangement in this corner speaks for itself.

The disciples of Jiuxuan Jianmen came to visit Jiang Ming, making them curious.

Jiu Xuan Sword Gate, but the Western Border Sect.

Jiang Ming was famous back then, but after all these years, who would look at him?

Hearing Jiang Ming's question, Han Muye chuckled, raised his hand, and a small black pill furnace appeared in the palm of his hand.

Storage ring.

People around him glanced at Han Muye without realizing it.

This guy must be the second-generation son of an Elder family in the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Otherwise, how could there be such a treasure as a storage ring at a young age?

At this time, Jiang Ming's eyes fell on the little black stove, and a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes.

"It turns out that the young master knew that this pill furnace was in my hands."

"Jiu Xuan Jianmen is a large sect in the Western Border. It is not difficult to trace the origin of a pill furnace."

Speaking softly, Jiang Ming paused slightly and looked up at Han Muye: "Young master is looking for me, do you want me to pay you for the stove?"

"It's a pity that I used Sword Qi pill refining to hurt the foundation of this pill furnace."

"It's just that now I'm afraid I can't afford this stove."

A good pill furnace is like a good sword in the hands of a swordsman.

This pill furnace was destroyed by himself, and it was normal for the furnace to enter the hands of others.

As long as Dan repairs, there is no one who does not love the Dan furnace.

Hearing Jiang Ming say that using Sword Qi pill refining, the stove was broken, and many people around showed contempt.

My generation, Dan Xiu, is ashamed to be in the company of this person.

"Take a good look." Han Muye held an empty wine glass in his hand, looked into the distance, and said softly.

take a good look?

Jiang Ming frowned and looked down at the pill furnace.

His complexion slowly changed, and he reached out his hand and gently stroked the pill furnace.

"hiss--"

The moment his palm touched the pill furnace, he widened his eyes and let out a low cry.

"Sword Qi!"