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After hearing the other party's words, Zhou Qiguang could not help but be stunned, and asked: "Dao Friend Murong, why do you need so many defensive magic treasures?"

Anger flashed across Murong Lier's eyes, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. She seemed to not want to answer the question and said: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, I have already brought the Yang Stone. As he spoke, he took out a storage bag and threw it in front of Zhou Qiguang, saying, "This is a million Spirit Stone, you can count it."

Zhou Qiguang did not order them, but asked, "For sale or not?" He was a Valley Lord, but he did not have the authority to be a Valley Lord. These words were obviously asking Han Yan.

Murong Lier, who was at the side, did not know of the conflict, and she thought that Zhou Qiguang was deliberately saying such words. Snorting coldly, she said angrily: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, do you still not know whether you're selling it or not? Why ask me? " Not only was she enraged, even the two disciples behind her looked at Zhou Qiguang with faces full of anger.

Zhou Qiguang's face was filled with awkwardness as he cupped his hands and said, "Dao Friend Murong, please allow me to think about it." After he finished speaking, he sent a sound transmission to Han Yan who was beside him: "Master, can these hundred defensive treasures be sold?"

Han Yan's gaze stayed on Murong Lier's body the entire time. It was not because he liked beauties, but because she smelled a light medicinal aroma from his body. Under normal circumstances, disciples with medicinal aroma would have to spend all their time dealing with herbs. Could it be that the woman in front of him was familiar with faces?

Thinking about it, Han Yan asked: "Who are they?"

Zhou Qiguang replied: "Reporting to Master, this person is called Murong Lier, porta sphenoidalis Elder."

"Are you sure that the fire dans's formula is in porta sphenoidalis?" Han Yan was only concerned about this matter, he did not put the rest in his eyes.

Zhou Qiguang's brows tightened, and did not answer. Instead, his gaze landed on Murong Lier, thought for a moment, and said: "Master, this servant cannot be sure, but if Master really wants it, this old servant can ask." He saw Han Yan nod her head slightly, and then asked Murong Lier: "Dao Friend Murong, is there something I want to ask you?"

Murong Lier's face became gloomy, but Zhou Qiguang did not immediately reply her, causing her to become extremely furious. She did not expect the other party to continue asking her questions. The moment he thought about the importance of this transaction, Murong Lier did not immediately become angry, and indifferently said: "Dao Friend Zhou, our two sects have been friends for a thousand years. If you have anything to say, just say it, no need to hide it." Even though she said that, her heart became suspicious, and she couldn't help but take another look at Han Yan.

As Zhou QInguang and Han Yan were transmitting a message, Murong Bi'er noticed it. She really couldn't understand why a Valley Master would send a sound transmission to a low-level cultivator when he was considering a major transaction. "If the other party was an Aurous Core stage cultivator, that would be fine, but the other party is only a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Could it be that Zhou Qiguang has a habit of discussing such a great matter with a Foundation Establishment disciple?

With belly full of suspicions, Murong Lier sized up the Han Yan before he stood up again. But no matter how she looked at it, she could not see anything special about Han Yan. Han Yan's appearance was too ordinary, and the clothes he wore were also very ordinary. If one really wanted to find a prominent point on his body, then that would be his eyes.

What kind of eyes were those? They were deep and cold, causing people to shudder when they saw them.

Just then, Zhou Qiguang's words interrupted Murong Lier's train of thought, and he said, "Dao Friend Murong, I am truly sorry, the sect is unable to take out such a treasure at once. If only …"

Murong Lier's face sunk. He did not give Zhou Qiguang a chance to continue and interrupted: "Dao Friend Zhou, doesn't your sect always have the habit of preserving over a thousand defensive magical equipment? "Why can't I take it out now?" With that, she changed the subject of her words and coldly snorted. "Could it be that fellow cultivator is worried about something?" That's why they aren't willing to sell to us? Or is it that your esteemed sect is also involved in some matter? "

When these words came out, the two people behind Murong Lier simultaneously touched the storage bag at his waist, their eyes filled with vigilance.

Zhou Qiguang was slightly startled, as he casually understood the meaning of those words, and said angrily: "Dao Friend Murong, what do you mean by those words? What sort of things? The disciples of the Artifact Forging Valley have always kept their word for more than a thousand years, could it be that the porta sphenoidalis does not believe in the credibility of the Artifact Forging Valley? "

"Reputation?" Murong Lier laughed self-deprecatingly, and said: "It's precisely because our Sect Leader trusts the credibility of others that we become like this." She quickly interrupted him and asked Zhou Qiguang: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, I have come here with great credibility. Since you have so many promises, please show me your credibility."

How was he supposed to speak about this? Could it be that it was possible for him to tell Murong Lier that he had been defeated by Han Yan and become someone else's slave? And those treasures, they were all destroyed by Han Yan's sneak attack? When these words were said, forget about Murong Lier not believing it, even he himself would not believe it.

When Murong Lier saw Zhu QInguang's expression that was filled with difficulty, he said coldly, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, I was wrong about you." With that, she waved her sleeves and prepared to leave.

Han Yan frowned, and suddenly asked: "Senior Murong, may I ask."

Murong Lier had just finished condensing her Strength Of Yang, so after hearing Han Yan's words, she didn't want to pay attention to him at all. For some reason, she suddenly turned around and asked, "What do you want to know?" At this moment, she was suddenly curious, wanting to know what this foundation-building stage cultivator in front of her wanted to ask.

Han Yan asked: "Has your sect encountered any danger?"

Murong Lier's eyes flashed with a different look, and in the blink of an eye he disappeared, then said: "Why are you asking this? What does this have to do with you?"

Han Yan looked at Zhou Qiguang, who was beside him, and slowly said: "Senior, you really want to know what I told Valley Lord! We have been discussing this issue. If your sect really needs help, we can send someone over. " After saying that, he looked at Zhou Qiguang who was beside him and asked: "Valley Lord, is it like this?"

Zhou Qiguang was startled, and then immediately reacted, saying: "Yes, it's like this." Although he said this, he was thinking, "When have I ever said such a thing?"

Murong Lier's eyes were filled with joy, but then it dimmed down, and she spoke in a low voice: "It's no use, there are too few experts in the Artifact Forging Valley, if I go, I won't be able to help?"

Han Yan said: "How would we know if we don't go?"

Murong Lier thought for a while, and felt that Han Yan's words were reasonable, so he said: "Since that's the case, let's go now!"

Han Yan didn't have any intention of leaving and continued: "Before I go, I need to understand a few things."0

Murong Lier said: "Please speak."

"How many people are there that are attacking your sect this time? What are their cultivations?" Han Yan would not act rashly, the reason why he said that was because he wanted to calm Murong Lier's emotions.

If Han Yan had asked this question before, Murong Lier would definitely not have replied, but since Han Yan had already said this, she felt that it was alright to say it, and so she said: "This time, a total of five great sects are attacking simultaneously, and there are a total of sixty people in the Cultivator In Golden Pill Stage, and Old Monster of Elemental Infant Stage will appear." Speaking till here, her eyes became even dimmer, as though she had thought that the porta sphenoidalis would be annihilated in this battle.

Han Yan nodded and said: "I need a promise."

"What promise?" Murong Lier subconsciously asked. After saying that, he suddenly thought of something and said: "You want the fire dans recipe?"

Han Yan did not reply, and the expression in his eyes had become somewhat clear.

With Murong Lier's identity, she could not give Han Yan any promises. She understood clearly in her heart, if she did not give Han Yan a promise, the other party would definitely not go. The moment he thought of the sect's destruction, all of the pill formulas and Pill would fall into the hands of another, and at that moment, rivers of blood would flow everywhere. Murong Lier clenched his teeth and said: "Alright, as long as you can chase away the five sect cultivators and remove my power this time, forget about fire dans, as long as there are any Pill that can be taken out from the sect, I will give them all to you."

As soon as these words came out, the two disciples behind him all stared with widened eyes, and one of them said: "Master, you can't do that."

Murong Lier glared at the disciple, and said sternly: "Shut up, the sect no longer exists, do you still have those things?" Anyway, this was just a promise. As for whether Han Yan could chase away the cultivators from the five major sects, she was not sure at all. It was because the opponent's strength was just too strong and the Artifact Forging Valley's overall strength was too weak. Even if they brought all of them over, it wouldn't be of much use.

Han Yan was very satisfied with his reply. To Zhou Qiguang who was beside him, he said: "Let's go!"

"Leave?" Zhou Qiguang and Murong Lier were both startled, but the latter immediately asked: "Dao Friend Zhou, aren't you going to tidy up the disciples in the sect?" In her view, even though Han Yan was only a foundation-building stage cultivator, his relationship with Zhou Qiguang was not ordinary. It was precisely because of this that Murong Lier did not treat Han Yan as a junior.

Zhou Qiguang frowned, he did not know what Han Yan was thinking, and immediately used sound transmission: "Master, the cultivation level of the disciples in the valley is low, so you should take everything with you, I am afraid …"

Han Yan gave him a look that he did not need to worry about, and said: "Don't worry, this time it will only be the two of us."

Hearing that, Zhou Qiguang's face changed, and he cried out: "What, it's just the two of us?"

When Murong Lier heard her words, she immediately felt like she was being toyed with. She glared at Han Yan, and spoke word by word: "What do you mean by that?"

Han Yan's expression did not change as he said in a calm voice, "Dao Friend Murong, if I am really not confident, do you think I would be willing to die with you?"

Murong Lier knew what he said was right, but she could not understand how the other party could be so confident. Just when she wanted Zhou Qiguang to bring more disciples, the storage bag opened up by itself and a palm-sized red jade tablet flew out. Murong Lier grabbed the jade plate, but before she could channel her consciousness into it, a crack appeared on the jade plate, the crack became bigger and bigger, and in the end, with a "pa da" sound, it broke.

Seeing the jade tablet fall, Murong Lier's face immediately became pale, gritted his teeth: "Bastard, they are about to attack."

"There's no time to lose, let's go now!" Han Yan took out the green small sword and stepped on it.

Murong Lier originally did not have much hope, but the moment he saw the green small sword, he felt that the foundation-building stage cultivator in front of him did indeed have the strength to compete with Cultivator In Golden Pill Stage. Even so, Murong Lier still did not believe that it was possible for Han Yan to kill a golden core stage Ranker. She raised her head to the sky and took a deep breath. "Let's go!" Her voice was bleak and helpless, carrying a hint of sadness.

The group of people flew high into the sky and headed east. Murong Lier and his two disciples led the way while Han Yan and Zhou Qiguang followed behind.

If one looked carefully, they would realize that Zhou Qiguang was always lagging behind by a single shoulder, and did not dare to fly shoulder-to-shoulder with Han Yan.

After flying for an hour, Zhou Qiguang could no longer hold back and transmitted: "Master, this time we might encounter Old Monster of Elemental Infant Stage, let's go back!"

Han Yan knew what he was thinking and his brows twitched. She gave him a look that he did not have to worry about, and said: "Rest assured! You won't die this time. "

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