Fang Muye looked in the direction where the sound came, and the group of three walked out of the courtyard and greeted him.

First, it was an old man with white hair and beard. The old man was tall and thin, with rosy and shiny skin, with wide robe and big sleeves, which looked like a god, and he had a faint sense of being out of the world.

Behind the old man was a young man who looked about 30 years old, wearing a snow-white gown, a face like a jade, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a sharp sword-like aura all over his body.

Walking side by side with the young man is a young girl who looks less than 20 years old, with picturesque eyebrows and fairy figures, like a fairy in jade, and a fairy like Guanghan.

Although these three people looked like gods, Fang Muye's vigilance was raised to the peak and he was ready to deal with any emergencies.

All of these three people were dressed in ancient costumes, and they were obviously not from modern cities, but should be the owner of this secret realm.

The young man's sharp sword-like aura reminded Fang Muye that the three people in front of him were definitely extremely dangerous people.

Although the old man and the young girl looked like ordinary people, Fang Muye would not underestimate her because of this. There was no breath on these two people, and they had clearly cultivated to the realm of returning to nature.

Fang Muye also reached this state in the late period of the apocalypse.

Fang Muye made a quick judgment that the old man and the girl were at least at level 9, and it might even be at the Lord level.

The young man's realm can be judged at a glance that he should be at level 8. But Fang Muye judged that this person's practical ability may be very terrifying.

The sharp sword-like aura emitted by his whole body seemed to be able to tear the space apart. Fang Muye never saw it. This person should be practicing a secret technique with extremely powerful attack power. This powerful secret technique can often be fought beyond the level, and Fang Muye dared not look down on him at all.

The Xuan Turtle Sheet and the Alchemy Translation of Qingxu Temple that Fang Muye accidentally obtained are the top inheritance even if placed in the universe. The three people in front of him must have inherited some ancient inheritance, and Fang Muye dared not underestimate it at all.

"Muye has seen three masters below. Please forgive me if you disturb me." Fang Muye clasped his fists and performed an ancient ceremony.

"It turns out to be Xiaoyou Fang. Old Yu Huazi is polite. Welcome Xiaoyou Fang to visit my Qianzhu Valley." Yu Huazi pointed to the two juniors beside him and introduced, "These are two younger generations, Ling Yun and Zixiao."

"Lingyun has met fellow Taoist Fang."

"Zi Xiao has met fellow Taoist Fang."

Lingyun and Zixiao bowed and greeted each other.

"At Muye below, I have seen fellow Taoist Lingyun and fellow Taoist Zixiao." Fang Muye politely returned the gift.

"There is no place for conversation outside, please ask fellow Taoist Fang to go to the humble house to talk to him." The old man invited.

"Senior Yuhua, please, first." Fang Muye gave in.

Fang Muye followed the old man and walked forward, keeping high alert while observing the situation around him.

Along the way, Fang Muye was overwhelmed with his eyes. Every grass, every tree, every brick and every tile here is not an ordinary thing. Even the weeds on the roadside are also first and second level pseudo-spirit plants.

Along the way, Fang Muye saw the most were all kinds of bamboos. He roughly counted. The varieties he had seen were at least 100, and each of them was extremely precious. Not to mention those that he didn't know, the lowest grades of those he recognized were above level 7.

When he came to the bamboo building and sat down on the seat, Yu Huazi ordered: "Zixiao, it is rare for guests to visit in Qianzhugu. Take out the Liujing Tea and ask the guests to taste it."

"Sneaky, sneaky, who knows what this person does? He even gave him Liujing tea. Is he worthy?" Ling Yun muttered on the side. Although the voice was very small, the few people present could hear it clearly.

Zi Xiao, who was the youngest last year, said nothing. He followed Yu Huazi's instructions and moved his lotus steps to get the tea.

"We Qianzhu Valley cannot escape from the world. Lingyun is rare and has no etiquette. Please forgive me for your friend." The old man did not scold Lingyun, but he expressed his apology to Fang Muye.

"Fellow Daoist Ling Yun is right, I am indeed rude. I didn't know that there is a master here, so I rushed in rashly. It's okay for the master to blame him." Fang Muye said apologetically.

If this is a land without a border, Fang Muye can plunder it. But since there is a master here, Fang Muye will not be openly engaged in robbery activities.

Although Fang Muye has not tasted the taste of Liujing Tea, from Ling Yun's reaction, we can know that the Liujing Tea that the old man treated him must be not ordinary.

Since the other party treats each other with courtesy, Fang Muye naturally has to show the etiquette he deserves.

Fang Muye reached into his arms, took out three porcelain bottles from it, put them on the table and said, "I came in a hurry. I didn't know that there was a master here, nor did I prepare gifts. There was only three seventh-level marrow-cleaning pills I carried with me. It was a mere gift, and I didn't respect me. Please accept it with you."

"It turned out to be a level 7 marrow cleaning pill!" Yu Huazi's face, which had been calm and unpredictable, finally showed a look of surprise. "Can these three marrow cleaning pills be refined by Xiaoyou Fang himself?"

Fang Muye took three marrow-cleaning pills as soon as he made a move. It was no wonder that Yu Huazi guessed from this.

"Yes, I'm just practicing it myself. I'm not good at learning and not good at learning, which makes Senior Yu Huazi laugh." Fang Muye said modestly.

"My friend Fang is too modest. I think you have a cultivation level and expression. You should be less than 50 years old? You can refine a level 7 marrow cleaning pill at this age, which is not the top alchemy talent. Today I am lucky to meet an alchemy master like Xiaoyou Fang. It is really a blessing for us Qianzhu Valley." After knowing the identity of Fang Muye's alchemist, Yu Huazi was even more eager.

Ling Yun originally looked down on Muye's sneaky behavior, but now Fang Muye explained the matter clearly and took out three level 7 marrow cleaning pills as gifts, which immediately changed Ling Yun's other side Muye.

"It turns out that I misunderstood Fellow Daoist. I am a straight-hearted person. I would like to forgive me if I offend you." Ling Yun's apology was quite sincere.

Fang Muye waved his hand, "It's okay, I'm really rude today. As long as fellow Taoist Ling Yun doesn't blame me, I'll be very happy."

"I dare not, I dare not, just explain the misunderstanding clearly." Ling Yun asked curiously, "We live in Qianzhu Valley and live in seclusion. I wonder how Fellow Daoist found this place?"
Chapter completed!