Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Northern Territory, under Daxue Mountain.

One after another golden characters cover the sky!

The power of the Confucian and Taoist Grand Great Master, the world shakes, the mountains and rivers resonate!

A word can cover a day, a poem can break a world!

On Han Muye, the purple aura of human hope collided with the golden aura of arrogance, leading to the big characters in the sky, turning into a vigorous literary aura.

This poem is not only tyrannical and boundless, but its literary spirit is even more mighty.

This kind of poetry and prose appeared in the Northern Territory. If it was in Zhongzhou at this time, I am afraid that the entire world would be filled with literary aura.

The turbulent atmosphere of the Northern Territory seems to break through the barrier of heaven and earth and blend in with the Central Province.

"Grand Great Master shot?" In Zhongzhou, Prime Minister Wen stopped the ink pen in his hand and looked up in the direction of the Northern Territory.

In the Profound Sky World, how could such a Confucian and Taoist Grand Great Master come from?

However, he did not probe with spiritual sense.

After all, for the Grand Great Master, the unprovoked investigation of the Spiritual Mind is disrespectful to him.

"The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow... It's really a good word, but unfortunately, if it can be completed, it will be a step further, and there will be opportunities."

After transcribing the verses of the Northern Territory Skyline on the scroll in front of him, Wen Xiang shook his head with a strange look in his eyes.

"Lao Wen, did you arrange the Northern Territory?" In the void, a voice sounded.

Wuhou.

Wen Xiang shook his head.

"Hehe, it's really interesting, your Confucianism and Taoism have been very prosperous recently."

"I like the way that everyone in the White Deer Mountain Academy brings swords. In other words, the war is tight in the non-complaint world. Would you like to send some strong people?"

"Two Great Masters will do."

There was a trace of exhaustion in Wuhou's words.

"You want those two from Bailu Mountain, right?" Wen Xiang shook his head and whispered, "Wait and see, if they can grow up, I don't mind giving them more opportunities."

In the void, Marquis Wu made an "um" and the voice disappeared.

In the Northern Territory, on the sky dome, the golden characters flickered in the void and slowly dissipated.

The golden-purple light and shadow in the sky gradually disappeared.

The illusory shadow of the great Confucian with a high crown and a sword, quietly disappeared.

Deng Chungang, who fell to the ground, looked blank.

Standing not far away, Sirius had an illusory figure and a complex expression on his face.

Daoist, who was standing not far from Han Muye, had his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.

In front of Han Muye, the tattered boulder Daoist knelt to the ground when he persisted until the eighth verse, and Nascent Soul shattered.

Yes, Nascent Soul, not the primordial spirit.

At that time, the primordial spirit of the transformation of the gods was smashed by Yuan Tianjianzun with a sword, and escaped by the technique of avatar.

The current giant Daoist is actually just a clone.

But even if it's just a clone, this clone is also a Half step Expanding Aperture, and no one can match it in the northern region of the western border.

Coupled with the sword in the hand, even if you encounter the Expanding Aperture overhaul, you can also fight.

Unfortunately, Han Muye is the Grand Great Master of Confucianism and Taoism.

Follow the law.

The Grand Great Master of Confucianism and Taoism, even Zhongzhou, can be counted with both hands.

In front of such powerhouses, it is the real Expanding Aperture overhaul, and they can only bow their heads obediently.

Confucianism and Taoism Grand Great Master, can fight Half step God!

Looking at Daoist, the giant rock whose soul was gradually fading in front of him, Han Muye couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

If it weren't for the Northern Territory, he, Han Muye, would not be able to block a single finger from the boulder Daoist.

But Heavenly Dao in the Northern Territory is connected with Zhongzhou, so he Han Muye cut the giant stone Daoist without any effort.

The sentence "Northern scenery, thousands of miles of ice" will freeze the body of the real Jushi.

Before the sentence "I want to compete with the gods", the giant stone Daoist has been broken by Nascent Soul.

This made Han Muye, who was in high spirits, can only withdraw the ink pen in his hand.

"I knew earlier, I should return to the fairy world..." The body softened, a trace of regret appeared on the face of the boulder Daoist lying on the ground, and then he slowly closed his eyes, and the spiritual light scattered on his body.

Han Muye could feel that between heaven and earth, there was a surge of joy.

Just like in the Fire Origin Realm, as long as the practitioners who practice outside the realm are beheaded, there will be gifts from heaven and earth.

The current Han Muye is qualified to trade with Heaven and Earth on an equal footing. He kills the practitioners of outsiders, and Heaven and Earth will naturally give feedback.

This feedback will make the power he can borrow from the heavens and the earth become more abundant.

Raising his hand, the half of the Daoist sword in Daoist's hand fell into his hand.

This is good stuff.

Han Muye has the other half of the sword in his hand.

It is a pity that no one can repair this thing, not to mention the Western Border, even in the Profound Sky World.

Having seen the process of casting the Dao Sword, Han Muye knew that even in the fairy world, it took a large family to accumulate for countless years before it could be successfully forged.

Putting the sword directly into the storage ring, Han Muye turned to look at Sirius.

"I think the senior is the first sword pill under the throne of Jianzun, Tianlang senior, right?"

Sirius turned his head to look at him, and there was a glint in his eyes.

"I will stay in Western Xinjiang for a period of time."

"If you can pick up my three swords with Kendo Cultivation Base after a period of ten years, Xijiang will be handed over to you."

Sirius paused, then said, "If I can't catch it, I will kill you."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the big rock beside Han Muye, and his figure turned into a streamer.

Watching him fly away, Daoist shook his head and hummed, "Don't worry, this guy is just talking."

"He can't wipe Face."

Speaking of this, Daoist shook his head regretfully and said: "It's still the Confucianism you cultivated, which is what Yuan Tianjianzun hates the most. Otherwise, Sirius would probably leave behind to direct you."

Han Muye chuckled lightly, turned his head, and looked at Deng Chungang who was beside him.

Pointing or not, it doesn't matter to Han Muye.

He has obtained most of Yuan Tianjian's inheritance.

As for Sirius, there may be more experience, but for Han Muye, who is full of comprehension, it is not necessary.

With such an uncle by his side, it is not as good as Daoist Daoist.

Deng Chungang raised his hand, and three natural yellow sword pills appeared in his palm.

Han Muye didn't answer.

He raised his hand, and the Eight Treasures Ruyi Scepter in his palm turned into an ink pen.

"The mountains and rivers are far away, and the wind is like a knife!"

Between heaven and earth, a blade of light slashed down at Deng Chungang's head.

Deng Chungang was stunned for a moment, rolling and crawling, escaping the range of the knife light.

"Yanshan's moon is like a hook, and Qiuhe is a knife."

A meniscus long knife rubbed the top of Deng Chungang's head and cut off his bun.

"What do you mean, kid?" Deng Chungang snorted, and in his hand, the snow-colored Sword Ray rose.

Han Muye didn't say a word, and said another sentence with the ink pen in his hand.

"Hu'er rode the horses to the Tianhebei, and slashed thousands of troops from the west with one sword."

A Sword Ray hit Deng Chungang's neck.

Sword Ray is quiet, as if to freeze people.

"Good come!"

Deng Chungang shouted, and the sword in his hand faced Sword Ray and collided with Qingyou Jianying.

Han Muye wrote a poem, and the poem is now Jian Ning.

One sword after another, Deng Chungang was cut thousands of feet away, and there was no way to fight back.

He motivated Sword Ray with the power of gentleness and popularity, and was able to suppress the power of Deng Chungang.

Swordsmanship is much more tyrannical than Deng Chungang's swordsmanship, which naturally makes Deng Chungang lose his temper.

"Bam—"

With a sword cut, Deng Chungang couldn't escape and was cut in the chest by Sword Ray.

That Sword Ray turned into a long whip, locked Deng Chungang's figure, and fell to the ground.

"Boss Deng, how is my sword?"

A long sword touched Deng Chungang's neck.

Deng Chungang's face was flushed, and he didn't speak.

Han Muye chuckled lightly, stretched out his hand to collect the three sword pills, and said, "I played for Li Sanjie this time."

Deng Chungang was stunned for a moment, and muttered a few words in his mouth.

Han Muye flicked his sleeves and strode towards the western border.

After walking a few steps, he turned his head and said, "By the way, the third sister has already gone to Zhongzhou and is still in Xuanyang Guard."

"When she comes back, you will be miserable."

Deng Chungang's mouth twitched a few times and stood up.

"Okay, boy, you are cruel enough."

With a low roar, Deng Chungang turned around and limped towards the Daxue Mountain.

"Xijiang, Jiu Xuan Jianmen, handed it over to you."

There was a hint of relief in his voice, and a hint of reluctance.

Han Muye laughed and disappeared into the white snow.

——————

Many people are surprised that Han Muye can still return from the Northern Territory alive.

Still, most of the Sect elite were happy that he was alive.

Tracing the source for 100,000 miles, the mentality of the elites in Western Xinjiang has changed.

The competition among peers is about qi, not life and death.

Han Muye returns with good news.

The out-of-bounds major repair practitioner was beheaded, and the Sect repair practitioner who was about to run away with a bucket can safely retract into his nest.

As for who killed the out-of-bounds overseer, Han Muye did not say clearly.

It is not easy for everyone to ask in detail, it is very likely that it was the backhand left by Yuan Tianjianzun back then.

But no one paid attention to these things at this time.

The nine factions of the Western Xinjiang were rearranged, and the Nine Profound Swordsmen took the first place, becoming the veritable leader of the Western Xinjiang.

Jiu Xuan Jianmen Tuoba Cheng stepped into the realm of heaven, and his combat power was extremely strong.

There is also Deng Chungang, who sits in the Northern Territory, known as the Sword King of the Daxue Mountain, with monstrous combat power, and can defeat six big demons with one.

Although this person is practicing in the Northern Territory, he is not sure that he will return to the Western Frontier. This is also the manifestation of the combat power of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect.

This time the Donghai Heijia Monster Clan suffered heavy losses.

Tracing the source all the way, he left behind the corpses of the digital giants.

These corpses will become the wealth of Xijiang in the future.

As the Jiaolong Qingtong returned to the East China Sea, the Heijia Monster Clan was attacked again and was temporarily unable to come to the Western Border.

The overall situation in Western Xinjiang is in his own hands.

Returning from the Daxueshan, the territories of the various sects were redefined and resources were redistributed.

The Nine Profound Sword Sect did not account for too much, but on the basis of the original, it accounted for 10% of those belonging to the Spiritual Dao Sect.

Even if Wanhua Zhenren falls, the Lingdao Sect is still a big Sect.

Its strength is still in the upper middle position among the nine factions.

According to what Li Mubai and Tuobacheng said, in the next hundred years, the Spirit Dao Sect could support the entire Western Frontier.

The treasures and resources of Lingdao Sect, slowly spitting out, can nourish the practitioners of Xijiang for more than a hundred years.

This is also the reason why Jiu Xuan Jianmen did not lead various sects to besiege Lingdao sect.

Mingshan Sword Sect became one of the nine factions in Western Xinjiang.

However, the strength of Mingshan Sword Sect is really average, and it only took the remaining territory and resources of the Tai Xuan Sword Sect that destroyed the sect.

For Yang Mingxuan, it doesn't matter how many resources he can get.

As long as he can fulfill Yang Dingshan's last wish, he is already satisfied.

He didn't even attend the various survey conferences that followed.

Anyway, as a firm ally of Jiuxuan Jianmen, I believe that Jiuxuan Jianmen will not treat Mingshan Jianzong badly.

Sects such as Fengling Jianzong, who had a bad relationship with Jiuxuan Jianmen before, quietly came to apologize.

Zhang Cheng, the Sect Leader of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect, visited Tuoba Cheng in person.

This Xijiang Tianjing had a secret conversation with Tuobacheng for a long time, and finally got Tuobacheng's forgiveness.

Although the Gold Core was broken by Zhang Cheng at the beginning, Tuoba Cheng had no intention of chasing the Wind Spirit Sword Sect.

Whether it is Tuoba Cheng or Zhang Cheng, there is a big Sect behind it, and it is impossible to ignore the life and death of a Sect disciple because of resentment.

Jiuxuan Jianmen has become the number one Sect in the Western Border, and in the future, there will be opportunities to grasp the Wind Spirit Sword Sect.

The returning Han Muye did not go with Tuobacheng, but just rode down the Jialing River in a flying boat.

Although he doesn't seem to have a Cultivation Base on his body now and has damaged his cultivation qualifications, the elites of various sects did not dare to treat him slowly.

He is the greatest hero of the Nine Profound Sword Sect winning the first place in the Nine Sects, and he is also the Elder of the Sword Pavilion.

Afterwards, this Han Banxian shrank in the sword pavilion, a half-step heaven.

And it is said that the Alchemy skills of this Han Banxian are very extraordinary.

The ancestor of the Mu family came to the flying boat to have a long talk with Han Muye several times, and they all invited him to attend some Alchemy event.

According to the ancestor of the Mu family, there will be a Medicine Pill that can help Han Muye recover.

Han Muye didn't refuse either, after all, this was promised back then.

Along the way, there was an endless stream of practitioners from various sects who came to visit Han Muye.

Some brought all kinds of treasures to repair Han Muye's body, and some sent one or two beautiful disciples, saying that they were helping Han Banxian clean up.

The treasure Han Muye received, and for those beautiful male disciples, Han Muye returned it.

There are also a few good kendo talents who came to visit Han Muye and ask for advice.

Han Muye only received a few Spirit Stones, and then explained some shortcomings in swordsmanship.

On the way back, the flying boat fluttered and it took nearly two months.

In the past two months, all forces in the entire Western Xinjiang have been redrawn.

On the Jialing River, tens of thousands of practitioners stood by the river and bowed to see them off when they were returning from Jiuxuan Jianmen.

This is the respect that the number one sect in Western Xinjiang should have.

"Fortunately, the Jinze Sect Leader of the Nine Profound Sword Sect has fallen, and Han Banxian has also lost his qualifications as a Cultivation Base. Otherwise, in the next thousand years, I am afraid that the Nine Profound Sword Sect will be respected in the west."

Watching Feizhou leave, someone whispered on the bank of the river.

"Hey, this battle of the nine factions is really exciting. In the next hundred years, I'm afraid there will be no such event in Western Xinjiang." Someone said softly with a hint of regret in their eyes.

In this battle of the nine factions, very few people died, but the biggest gains were obtained.

The elites of all sects are high-spirited and high-spirited.

This made those Sect executives gleeful.

"It's a pity Han Xianxian, if this genius who overwhelmed his peers can grow up again, who can compete with him in the Western Border?" Someone whispered.

Han Banxian is a person, with bearing, knowledge, and talent, and he can conquer the western border.

Even if he is too resolute, he has to fight with the overhaul outside the world even if he abandons his Cultivation Base, which ultimately damages his cultivation qualifications.

Along the Jialing River, many people had smiles on their faces.

"Everyone, do you still remember that rumor?"

Suddenly, someone said in a low voice, "It is said that Han Banxian once obtained hundreds of golden lotus seeds."

Huayun golden lotus seeds?

That one treasure that can improve the first rank cultivation qualification?

By the Jialing River, the smiles of many Sect elites froze on their faces.

I thought I could get rid of the oppression of this exiled immortal.

...

Spanning hundreds of thousands of miles, the flying boat of Jiu Xuan Jianmen returned to Jiu Xuan Jianmen ten days later.

Below, one after another figure rushed up, and then silently followed behind the flying boat.

From entering Jiu Xuan Jianmen’s rule, to thousands of miles away from Jiu Xuan Mountain, after flying boats, there are already 100,000 cultivators!

Everyone was silent.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

On Jiuxuan Mountain, the bell rang for thousands of miles!

Tuoba Cheng, who was wearing a white robe, was standing at the bow of the flying boat, holding a set of clothes in both hands.

Behind him, Han Muye and other elite disciples bowed.

"Congratulations—"

"The soul of the Nine Profound Sword Gate Kanazawa Sect Leader has returned——"

On Jiuxuan Mountain, a long cry came.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

The bell sounded short and sad.

In the direction of Jiuxuan Mountain, a piece of white clothing goes out to welcome thousands of miles.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

The bell rang nine, and the Sect Leader fell.

The flying boat went straight into Jiuxuan Mountain, and all the disciples, the strong ones under the rule, bowed and stood under the mountain gate.

Holding the robe, Tuoba Cheng took a step and walked to the front of the mountain gate.

"The ancestors of the Nine Profound Sword Sect are on top, the thirty-third generation Sect Leader Jin Ze, who led the Nine Profound Sword Sect across the Western Xinjiang, became the No. 1 Sect in the Western Region."

Tuoba Cheng raised his head and shouted, tears welling up in his eyes.

The first Sect in Western Xinjiang!

Jiu Xuan Sword Gate has finally become the No. 1 Sect in Western Xinjiang!

For this day, how many people in Jiu Xuan Jianmen sacrificed their lives!

Everyone stood in front of the mountain gate and bowed towards Jiu Xuan Sword Gate.

Those Sword Sect elders all had expressions of grief on their faces.

Sect Leader Kanazawa devoted his life to Sect and finally fell.

His efforts were not in vain, and Jiu Xuan Jianmen finally became the number one in the Western Border!

Tuobacheng turned around while holding his crown.

Sect retired elder Zhang Zhihe stepped forward.

"Jinze Sect Leader confessed before his fall, and Tuoba Cheng, the elder of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, can be the thirty-fourth generation Sect Leader of Sect."

"After March, the Sect Grand Ceremony, Tuoba Cheng Elder took over as the Sect Leader."

Hearing his words, everyone bowed again.

Tuoba Cheng stepped into the realm of heaven and became a Sect Leader, of course.

Three months later, this time was enough for the Western Border Sect to digest their respective profits, and then sent someone to congratulate them.

Jiu Xuan Jianmen is the number one Sect in Western Xinjiang, and this ceremony of succession must be a big deal.

Tuobacheng didn't say anything, and when everyone got up, he held his clothes and strode to the top of Jiuxuan Mountain.

The Sect elites who participated in the Nine Sect Competition also dispersed.

Han Muye and Lin Shenlugao returned to Jiange, and Liu Hong stepped forward cautiously.

Jiang Ming went down the mountain to deal with the business.

Han Muye didn't say much and went directly to the third floor.

"It's said that Senior Brother Han has lost his qualifications, what do you think?" Liu Hong asked in a low voice when he saw Han Muye's solemn expression, looked at Lu Gao and Lin Shen.

Lin Shen turned to look at him.

"No, I mean, didn't Senior Brother Han give us the Medicine Pill that can improve our qualifications, how about we return him now?"

Lin Shen now has more and more jade bones fused, and his aura becomes more and more dignified.

"Senior Brother Han has a lot of golden lotus seeds." Lin Shen waved his hand, turned and walked out of the sword pavilion.

A lot of golden lotus seeds?

Is that rumor true?

Liu Hong blinked a few times and breathed a sigh of relief.

If the sword pavilion does not have Senior Brother Han, it will be boring...

Han Muye went up to the third floor, and Lotus Position sat in front of the long desk.

Daoist Daoist and Zhao Yunlong fell by his side.

Han Muye stood still and sat quietly for several hours until the sun set and the sun shone on the sword pavilion.

"You said, how should I rebuild it?"

Han Muye's voice came faintly.

Daoist Daoist and Zhao Yunlong looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, how are you going to choose?" Zhao Yunlong looked at Han Muye and asked softly.