Chapter 560 - 560 Library, Baili Xinglin (3)
560 Library, Baili Xinglin (3)
At this moment, if she was bolder, she would have reached out and hugged her senior brother’s neck. Then…
Under Han Muye’s slightly regretful gaze, Mu Wan retreated to her seat and tidied her clothes in a panic. Then she spread her hands and said, “Senior Brother, look. I don’t know who stuffed it into my hand at the entrance of the library just now.”
It was a scroll filled with words.
Knowing that Mu Wan was changing the topic, Han Muye had to go along with her.
Well, I’m not able to do it now…
Taking the paper and unfolding it, Han Muye nodded and said, “This is a question asking how to increase the pill refinement rate when refining pills.
“This guy is quite creative. He actually asked if he could build a huge furnace and refine pills with a hundred people at the same time.”
Han Muye’s eyes were deep as he held the scroll.
From the memories he obtained from the ancient divine beast bloodline, there were indeed those who could refine a hundred pills in a furnace.
However, that was because of their powerful bloodline power and unparalleled affinity with plants.
How could ordinary alchemy cultivators collaborate?
Thinking of this, he frowned slightly.
“It’s quite possible.”
Han Muye unfolded the last part of the paper. “Li Siming from the Siming Alchemy House of the Jade Alchemy Mill. Interesting.”
Ordinary methods could not be used to refine pills together, but what if they were in a place where alchemy was prosperous and compatible with the Heavenly Dao?
What if these pill refiners had array formations around them that allowed them to use their full strength to stabilize the medicinal strength?
There was really a chance of success.
Putting away the note, Han Muye memorized Li Siming’s name.
When he returned to the Pill Destiny Pavilion, it was already midnight.
Shao Datian and Cuicui’s shop was closed.
“Young Master, there were a few people who wanted to buy medicinal pills today. They agreed to come back tomorrow.”
Seeing Han Muye and Mu Wan return, Shao Datian quickly went forward.
Cuicui handed over a pale pink business card. “Miss, this was left behind by a visiting fairy.”
Fairy?
Mu Wan turned to look at Han Muye.
“Ahem, Junior Sister, look.” Han Muye waved his hand.
Mu Wan smiled and reached out to take the business card.
“Princess Yunjin? Senior Brother, she’s looking for you.” Mu Wan raised her eyebrows and closed the business card.
“That fairy said that she would visit again tomorrow,” Cuicui said from the side, her gaze lingering on Han Muye and Mu Wan.
“Um, Young Master and Miss, if there’s nothing else, we’ll pack up and close the shop.” Shao Datian pulled Cuicui’s sleeve and pulled her back to his shop.
“Why are you pulling me? Are you not guilty? Have you been giving buns to someone for free behind my back recently?
“You men aren’t good people. You’re just harboring evil plans for other women.”
When the door closed, Han Muye looked at Mu Wan.
Mu Wan chuckled and walked forward to hold Han Muye’s arm.
“Let’s go.”
She leaned her head on Han Muye’s shoulder.
Isn’t it normal for women in the world to compete for someone like my senior brother?
However, in Mu Wan’s opinion, she had no enemies.
Her greatest enemy was herself.
I’m not outstanding enough and can’t keep up with my senior brother.
If I can really understand all the books in the library and become a top figure in alchemy, will I be worthy to accompany my senior brother until the end of time?
…
After sending Mu Wan back to the room, Han Muye walked out and stood in the courtyard, looking around.
The plants were lush and filled with spiritual energy.
The potted plants that he had gotten from Lu Yuzhou were not ordinary.
The pot of Jade Epiphyllum was about to bloom.
Taking a deep breath, Han Muye disappeared.
When he appeared again, he was already by the Immortal Moon Lake.
His eyes revealed a trace of golden-red flames as he quietly entered the water.
The phantom of the divine beast, Baxia, appeared behind him. It spread its four legs and slowly sank to the bottom of the lake.
The water spiritual qi enveloped his body and nourished his meridians.
Sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the water, Han Muye closed his eyes.
In the Western Frontier, the Sword Pavilion on the Nine Mystic Mountain shook as golden light appeared again.
However, no one walked out of the Sword Pavilion.
Today, Yang Mingxuan, Jiang Ming, and the others did not stay in the Sword Pavilion.
As for Liu Hong, it was said that a good girl had recently come to a brothel at the foot of the mountain.
At the peak of the Nine Mystic Mountain, Tuoba Cheng stood in front of the hall and looked at the Sword Pavilion that was filled with golden light.
The Nine Mystic Sword Sect was extremely powerful now. They relied on their two Heavenly Realms and the Sword Pavilion to suppress the Western Frontier.
Although most people in the Western Frontier did not know that Han Muye had returned safely from the mystic realm, the top figures in the Western Border had some information.
“In the era of great competition, if you don’t cultivate with all your might, you really don’t even have the qualifications to catch up to the second generation.”
Tuoba Cheng looked at the golden Sword Pavilion, his eyes flickering.
Patriarch Tao Ran was already in seclusion, and his sword cultivation had made another breakthrough.
If he, Tuoba Cheng, did not improve, his cultivation and combat strength would probably not be able to suppress the Nine Mystic Sword Sect in the future.
The faint golden white tiger phantom appeared behind Tuoba Cheng and then disappeared.
In the endless void, the divine beast that was floating around suddenly stopped.
The void beasts surrounding the divine beast fled in all directions, but it was too late.
Divine Beast Baxia, opened his eyes. The sword light around him scattered and shattered these strange beasts.
His bloodline and demonic qi nourished his body, making him roar happily.
At this moment, on the back of the divine beast, Baxia, a few figures were trembling in front of the Sword Pavilion that was shining with golden light.
“Buzz!”
The door of the Sword Pavilion opened, and Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, slowly walked out.
His figure was somewhat illusory.
This was an incarnation of the soul, not an out-of-body primordial spirit.
Although his soul power was powerful, his cultivation was only at the Earth Realm and he had yet to condense a Sword Dao Golden Core, so he naturally did not have a Primordial Spirit.
“Sword Pavilion Senior, greetings!”
In front of the stone steps, several figures hurriedly went forward and knelt.
Han Muye’s gaze fell on these people.
Three Earth Realm Golden Core Realm cultivators, two Earth Realm Enlightenment Realm cultivators, and five Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators.
“Speak, what is it?”
Han Muye’s voice was indifferent.
Hearing Han Muye’s response, the three Earth Realm Golden Core cultivators were delighted.
The black-bearded old man standing at the front held a golden sword in both hands and bowed to Han Muye.
“Senior, according to the rules of the Sword Pavilion, if you want to ask for help, exchange it with a sword.
“I’ll give you this magic treasure sword. Senior, please help my Four Soaring Swords Sect get out of this predicament.”
Rules of the Sword Pavilion?
Han Muye’s expression did not change as he reached out and grabbed the sword.
“Buzz!”
The spiritual light and sword energy shook, and the black-bearded elder’s face turned pale. His bloodline connection with the sword was severed.
However, not only was he not afraid, but he was also overjoyed.
At this moment, images appeared in Han Muye’s mind.
“I see!”
The Sword Pavilion was one of the three inheritances of the Immortal Source World’s Upper Three Heavens.
The elite disciples of the Sword Pavilion could obtain a pavilion as inheritance and walk in the void.
The goal of the Sword Pavilion was to collect all the swords in the world. If one wanted to ask the disciples of the Sword Pavilion for help, one could offer swords.
“The Four Soaring Swords Sect is besieged by void beasts, and there are even demons attacking.”
Han Muye smiled, put away his sword, and said calmly, “Okay.”