Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Who is Han Muye?

The cultivation of alchemy is profound and unfathomable, and can guide Qin Wuyuan with spiritual empowerment.

Confucianism and Taoism can consecrate the gods in one word and suppress the eight counties in the southeast of Tianxuan.

Based on these two points, it is enough to attract the attention of all the great experts in Profound Sky.

What's more, judging from the opening of the Danyuan Pavilion that day, behind Han Muye, there is not only the Imperial City Academy, but also the Prime Minister.

Tianxuan Confucianism is the most holy!

With the support of Wen Xiang, in the Profound Sky World, who would dare to underestimate Han Muye?

For Han Muye, Mu Wan was an extremely important person, and the Taoist companion in his heart.

In this world, no one can hurt Mu Wan.

As a sword cultivator, the sword in his hand is to protect everything that belongs to him.

Seeing Han Muye's expression, Qin Suyang laughed, invited him to the back hall, and then softly introduced Baili Xinglin's history.

The Yuhong Realm and the Profound Sky World have been allied for tens of thousands of years, and the two parties have had many contacts.

Of course, this matter is known only to the great cultivator of the imperial city.

The Profound Sky World is suppressed by the sanctification of Confucianism and Taoism, and the Jade Rainbow Realm also has alchemy saints in charge.

However, unlike Tianxuan, which is hidden deep in the void and difficult for outsiders to perceive, the Yuhong Realm has always been infested by Void alien beasts and many powerful worlds.

The reason for forming an alliance with the Profound Sky World is precisely because the Profound Sky World is willing to send strong men to clear the siege of the Yuhong Realm.

"The sage of the Yuhong Realm was made holy by the way of pills, and he is not good at attacking. In the past tens of thousands of years, my Tianxuan cultivator has gone to the Yuhong Realm to rescue six times."

"Xianxiang Wen also took action in person thousands of years ago."

Qin Suyang had a solemn expression on his face, and said in a low voice, "That shot also attracted a lot of outside forces to spy on Tianxuan."

"Among them, the fairy world is where countless powerhouses come."

Ten thousand years ago?

No wonder the Profound Sky World was relatively peaceful ten thousand years ago, but suddenly it was attacked by powerful enemies many times within ten thousand years.

The Shi Heng Dao Sect in the fairy world even came with the power of the entire sect.

No matter what, the Profound Sky World was filled with great cultivators, who once overwhelmed countless realms.

It’s just that I don’t know who those great cultivators lost to back then, and in the end, all the space channels in the Profound Sky World were closed.

Han Muye controlled the body of the divine beast to roam the void, and he had a better understanding of the dangers of the void world.

In the endless void, I really do not know when I will suddenly encounter a powerful enemy.

The last time he encountered a starry beast, at least it had the power to transform into a god, and it took a lot of energy to stimulate the power of the beast to seriously injure it, and finally let it escape.

This also made Han Muye understand that power alone is not enough.

Precise control of power is also required.

He returned to the world of Profound Sky to refine his mind, just so that he could sharpen enough xinxing strength and finely control the body of the beast.

If you can really fully control the power of the divine beast, the divine beast will not be able to withstand a single paw.

"What does the Yuhong Realm have to do with my junior sister?" Han Muye's eyes revealed a gleam of light, and a faint sword intent surged on his body.

really!

Qin Suyang's eyes twitched slightly.

Back then, in the Hall of Pill Medicine Division, Baili Xinglin pointed out that the Grand Master Muye in front of him must be a strong swordsman.

At this point, it doesn't seem true.

"Ten thousand years ago, the direct disciple of the Yuhong Realm sage came to the Profound Sky World to ask for help, and was surrounded and killed by countless powerhouses from other realms. Although she sent a message of help, she herself also fell into the Profound Sky World."

"It is said that its remnant soul was reincarnated in the Profound Sky World, but it has never been confirmed."

Saint disciple?

Han Muye frowned.

It's not so coincidental, is it?

"Hehe, Baili in charge just found out that Mu Xiaoyou has the bloodline of his senior sister, so he got closer."

"She asked me to tell you, because she was afraid you would misunderstand."

Qin Suyang looked at Han Muye and spoke softly.

Every strong person who can become a great monk has experienced countless calculations.

Mu Wan was someone close to Han Muye. If she was held by outsiders, it would be a great threat to Han Muye.

"I want to see Baili in charge in person." Han Muye pondered for a moment before speaking in a deep voice.

Qin Suyang nodded and said, "I will arrange it."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice, "Could you spread the technique of refining psychic continuum pills into cloud pills?"

The refining method to spread the psychic continuation pill?

According to the rules of the Dan Dao inheritance, if a certain technique is widely spread, it will become the ancestor of Dao.

Many alchemy methods are named after the creator.

Han Muye's heart moved, and he looked at Qin Suyang: "Is the war going well in the Wuqi world?"

Qin Suyang nodded.

He was not surprised at all that Han Muye knew about the battles in the No Resentment Realm.

Han Muye's shop opened, Wen went on a blind date, what secrets in the Xuantian world could he not know?

"The army of one million has just formed, and the damage is not small."

"The incense of the world without resentment becomes enlightened, and the cultivation base can be achieved quickly. Although Marquis Wu designed to kill several of its top powerhouses, he still cannot achieve a big victory."

Qin Suyang's face showed a trace of gloom, and there was a trace of evil spirit looming on his body.

The tongue sword Su Yang was also a strong man who ran rampant in the void back then.

"This time at the Pill Dao Conference, we are going to advance to the front line and cooperate with the war without complaint."

"For the Dan Xiu who performed well enough, we are going to send it to the Yuhong Realm to practice for a hundred years."

"The inheritance of alchemy in the Yuhong Realm is a hundred times better than my Tianxuan."

Qin Suyang said that in order to cooperate with the war in the non-resentment world, the Tianxuan Pill Dao Conference is an expedition with the army.

He asked Han Muye to spread the cloud-dan method of the psychic continuation pill, so that all the alchemists who participated in the alchemy conference could master this alchemy method.

Because this Yundan Chengdan does not go through the thunder tribulation, it will not cause the turmoil of the power of heaven and earth.

In this way, it is completely possible to collect elixir and refine it outside the world.

This cloud-shaped medicine pill is also more suitable for the refining of seriously injured generals.

"As long as you can teach this technique of alchemy, the pharmacy department can grant you an honorary seat, you can freely enter and exit the library of books, and you can name this technique of cloud alchemy after you."

Being in charge of the reputation of the Medicinal Medicine Division, and freely entering and leaving the library of classics, this is a great temptation.

In addition, it can be named for the technique of Chengdan, and the name will be passed down through the ages.

Han Muye cultivated Confucianism and Taoism, and the accumulation of such alchemy's popularity was even more terrifying.

Qin Suyang looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.

It was impossible for Han Muye to refuse.

Indeed, Han Muye was not prepared to refuse this deal.

"I will engrave the brand new psychic continuation pill recipe and the method of cloud pills on the jade slip." Han Muye turned to look at Qin Suyang, and said softly, "However, don't use my name for the name of this technique."

"Let's call it Danyuange Hua Danshu."

Han Muye came here under a pseudonym, so he didn't need to be famous at all.

Mu Wan is young and has a low level of cultivation, so being famous is not a good thing.

It would be better to name this alchemy technique after Dan Yuange, as long as it is expected to be beneficial.

Named after this, it is also a commemoration of the mortal relationship between myself and Mu Wan.

Is it equivalent to a gift of love?

Although Qin Suyang flashed a strange color in his eyes, he still nodded.

Although there are few alchemy techniques named after the alchemy shop, there are some.

Many people also consider benefits, rather than vanity.

Han Muye took out a blank jade slip, his spiritual sense penetrated it, and it continued to condense, creating an indelible inheritance jade slip.

Qin Suyang took the jade slip with both hands and bowed slightly: "Thank you Mr. Mu for preaching."

The inheritance of alchemy can flourish, and all the seniors of alchemy have no selfishness and pass down their own understanding.

The same is true for what Han Muye did today, and he deserved to be called Mr. Mu by Qin Suyang.

This jade slip will be re-engraved in 10,000 copies and sent to the Medicine Division to be administered everywhere, and then all medicine masters can practice.

The world's alchemists must use this technique to form alchemy, and they all need to respect Mr.

As for this jade slip engraved by Han Muye himself, it will be sent to the library for collection.

Han Muye didn't stay at the Qin family for a long time.

Now that he knew why Baili Xinglin asked Mu Wan, he felt relieved.

When he sees Baili Xinglin in person next time, he wants to see if this half-sage of the alchemy Tao, one of the pharmacists in charge, is really harmless.

When he left the Qin family and returned to the Danyuan Pavilion, Han Muye looked around.

The imperial city is in the upper city, with towering and majestic pavilions everywhere.

The endless aura and the purple human vision have condensed into a sky.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers appear on the sky, showing the vastness of the world.

Living in this world for a long time, naturally the heart is full of Dao imprints.

In the depths of the high pavilion of the building, is the peak of the worldly power of the Tianxuan Dynasty, the imperial palace.

Many of the Tianxuan royal family lived there.

Even for the people of Zhongzhou, the royal family is dispensable, but as a symbol of secular power, the imperial palace is still at the center of the imperial city.

The side of the palace should be where the prime minister lives, right?

Han Muye looked back and walked quickly.

He had no intention of visiting the Prime Minister's Mansion.

There were not many people on Yuyuan Street, even if there were, they were in a hurry like Han Muye.

In the land of the upper city, where are the idlers?

The chariots and horses running are either tall or strict.

Many of them are vehicles pulled by exotic animals, and there are family marks on the frame.

These frames look very extraordinary, and many of them have flashes of inspiration, among which the formation isolation is activated.

It's just that Han Muye didn't know much about the big family in the imperial city, and was not interested in making friends.

"parking."

A Qingmu car was parked beside Han Muye.

Han Muye turned his head to look, the curtain of the car was lifted, and Yun Duan with a cold face looked at him.

"Get in the car." Yun Duan said coldly.

Han Muye pondered for a while, then stepped onto the frame and into the carriage.

The interior of the carriage is simple and has a light fragrance.

Wearing a blue brocade robe and wearing a jade crown, Yunsa sat on one side, and there were books and ink on the small wooden table in the middle.

There was no turbulence in the carriage as the carriage moved forward.

Yun Duan raised her head and looked at Han Muye, with a flash of inspiration in her eyes.

"Tell me, that night on the Jinchuan Immortal Boat, what happened to you and my sister?" Yun Duan said, clenching his fists, staring at Han Muye.

Yun Duan had undisguised anger on her face, as if Han Muye dared to lie, she would throw her fist at him.

Han Muye shook his head and said lightly, "I only read the book for one night."

"Really?" Yun Duan's gaze remained fixed.

Han Muye nodded.

"My sister is the number one beauty in Jinchuan. Now she is the imperial city, and there is nothing more beautiful than her. She is not as good as your junior sister?" Yun Duan said in a low voice with a cold face.

She had met Han Muye's junior sister.

Although she is also feminine, dignified and pure, she is not as beautiful as her sister Yunjin County Master.

Yunjin County Master is so beautiful and the direct daughter of King Qi, is she not as good as an ordinary female cultivator?

Yun Duan's face showed disbelief, and there was a trace of unwillingness.

Han Muye's originally dull expression slowly turned into a solemn expression.

In him, it seems that the power of Ru Yuan is agitating.

If this power is stimulated, I am afraid that everyone will be burned clean.

Outside the frame, there was a light cough.

The jade crown on the cloud satin's head in the carriage shone brightly.

Yun Duan didn't expect that Han Muye would be so powerful that even his own treasures were inspired.

She did not expect that Han Muye would be so intense, there was an emotion in his eyes that made his heart palpitate.

yourself, did you say it wrong?

She shrunk slightly, Yun Duan stubbornly looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye suppressed the surging power and looked at Yun Duan.

"My junior sister and I met Wei Mo and went out of the same door."

"She is pure and innocent, and she only has Dan Dao in her heart."

"For me, Junior Sister has paid a lot."

"For me, the world's love is not all women are close to sex."

"My sister and I are in love with each other."

Han Muye seemed to be talking to Yun Duan, but also to himself.

The expression on the opposite Yun Satin kept changing, staring at Han Muye.

"The Lord of Yunjin County is beautiful and rare in the world, but it's not because of this that I should fall in love with her."

"Similarly, she doesn't need to keep me in her heart."

"When people meet in the world, they are all passers-by, and the origin and the extinction of fate are originally a matter of heart."

Han Muye's aura slowly turned peaceful.

Yun Duan opposite him also slowly sat back to his original place.

"You don't have the heart, why did you keep so many..." She whispered, but didn't finish, just shook her head.

In the carriage, there was a moment of silence.

Yun Duan raised her head and aimed at Han Muye, her eyes moved lightly, and her divine light lit up.

"You're right, meeting is fate."

She pushed the pen and paper on the small table in front of her forward, and said with a smile: "We have such a deep fate, you can help me write some emperor poems."

Imperial poetry?

Han Muye frowned.

In Zhongzhou, Confucianism and Taoism suppressed the Tao of Heaven, and poetry and articles could be in harmony with the Tao of Heaven.

Outside of Jinchuan, he turned his sword into poetry and was able to kill 30,000 swordsmen.

In the Northern Territory, Emperor Banque's poems directly killed the great cultivator of that year.

If he really picked up the pen and wrote the emperor's poem, I am afraid that the spiritual energy would gather on the spot, and the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth would sense it, and it would be possible to overturn the Tianxuan Dynasty.

Glancing at Yun Duan, Han Muye shook his head.

This girl is still ignorant and fearless.

"You, just help me once." Yun Duan put both hands on the small table and leaned over to approach Han Muye.

"You have written so many poems for my sister, and you also said that Xiao sees the red and wet places..."

Getting closer, Han Muye could see the agility in Yun Duan's eyes.

Lightly scented into the nose.

Han Muye was unmoved.

"In this way, you can help me write an imperial poem, me," Yun Duan leaned closer, almost touching Han Muye's cheek, and said softly, "I'll show you in women's clothes."

Han Muye's eyes fell on Yun Duan's body.

This girl is the younger sister of Yunjin County Master. Although her appearance is green, she is no worse than Yunjin.

If you wear women's clothes and have a beautiful face, I am afraid you can beat Yun Jin.

However, as the heir of King Qi, it is possible for him to be the heir to Emperor Tianxuan. I am afraid that he will not be able to wear women's clothes several times in this life, right?

Even if she is an empress, she is also wearing a robe, and it is impossible to wear women's clothes.

"Why do you have to be Emperor Shi?" Han Muye put his hand on Yun Duan's shoulder, pushed her back to her original place, and asked with a frown.

"You also know my current identity, right?" Yun Satin showed a trace of complexity, leaning on the same place, and said softly.

Han Muye nodded.

"I don't want to be this prince, and I also don't want to be the prince." Yun Duan hugged his knees, curled up slightly, and lowered his head.

"But for the sake of my father and my sister, I can only fight for the crown prince."

"If not, my sister will be married to the East China Sea Jiaolong family."

Yun Duan raised her head and looked at Han Muye: "I don't want my sister to marry in the distant East China Sea."

Although there are rumors in the imperial city that the prince of Qi may inherit the crown prince, it is not certain.

At least there are several others in the royal family who can compete with Yun Duan.

Some of those people became famous at a young age, they were steady and steady, and some of them had extraordinary cultivation, and their combat power suppressed one side.

If it wasn't for the royal family to use Bailu Mountain to shake the fundamentals of Wen Mo Sheng Confucianism and Taoism, I'm afraid it would never have been Yun Duan's fake son to be the prince.

Today Yun Duan went to the party, which was invited by a royal elder.

Among them are other kin.

To be famous at this gathering will be very helpful for contending for the crown prince.

Conversely, if it is suppressed, it will greatly damage its own chances.

Yun Duan raised her head and looked at Han Muye, with a hint of hope in her eyes.

It's not that she was really ignorant, but she knew Han Muye at the beginning, and she felt that her sister had something to do with him, so she was naturally a little closer.

But this closeness was not a bargaining chip for her to coerce Han Muye.

Whether Han Muye is willing to help her or not, she has no idea.

After all, for people like Han Muye, there are not many things in the world that can make them tempted.

My sister has always been obsessed with Han Muye's poems and comments. Over the years, she has recited it every day.

Many of the literary names of Grandmaster Han Mu of Bailu Mountain were uploaded from Yunjin Immortal Boat.

Han Muye pondered for a moment, then turned his eyes out of the car window.

The carriage was extremely fast, and it had already reached Midtown, not far from Moon Watching Mile.

He reached out and picked up the pen.

"After I finish writing, you will remember it silently."

Han Muye spoke in a low voice.

Yun Satin showed a happy expression and nodded hurriedly.

Han Muye walked down the pen, ink like a dragon.

"The wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, the Weijia Sea is returning to his hometown, and the warriors are guarding the Quartet!"

Yun Duan said in a low voice, her eyes widened.

In the poems, the heroic and heroic emperors who look down on the world are more than paper.

The golden aura spurted out from the page, as if it was about to rush out of the carriage, straight into the sky.

Han Muye's body turned into a light curtain of purple aura, which contained the aura.

"Since the royal family has the heart to shake the voice of writing and ink, it must find the strong to gather, and it has the intention of gathering warriors to suppress the Quartet."

"This poem can only be recited, not spoken. Anyone who understands it will understand it."

Han Muye put down his pen and looked at Yun Duan: "Can you write it down?"

Yun Duan nodded hurriedly.

Han Muye folded the page in front of him and put it in his pocket.

This poem contains the spirit of an emperor, and it is the first time to write it. It has the power of heaven and is a powerful literary treasure.

Most of the treasures in the world come from this way.

Putting away the paper, Han Muye was about to get up and get out of the car.

Yun Duan rolled her eyes and reached out to grab Han Muye's sleeve.

"Master Han, I said it. You helped me write poetry, and I wore women's clothes for you to see." Yun Duan came forward with a smile in his eyes.

"Don't leave yet, I'll change clothes for you to see."

As she spoke, she reached out and pulled her shirt.

The collar was torn open, revealing a neck as white as jade.

Looking up and seeing Han Muye's eyes falling on him, there was still a smile in his eyes, Yun Satin's face turned red, he wrapped his collar around, and then grabbed Han Muye's sleeves and didn't let go.

"I forgot to bring women's clothes today, next time, next time I will wear..."

"In this way, you can help me write another song, and I will wear two sets for you to see."

"Would you like to write another one, I'll show you the light clothes on the fairy boat."

"Write another one, I don't..."

…

When Han Muye got off the car on the side of Guanyueli Avenue, there was a silver bell-like laughter from the frame of the car that was walking away.

Han Muye chuckled and shook his head, but the smile on his face slowly faded.

From the rebellion of the Daomen in the eight southeastern counties, to the undisguised dissent from the royal family, the Tianxuan world seemed to overthrow the suppression of Wen Mosheng everywhere.

But Han Muye knew that the position of a saint could be broken so easily?

In this world, only saints can hurt saints.

It is impossible for Wen Mosheng to be ignorant of the events in Tianxuan.

If he doesn't ask, is he really unable to get away, or is he planning something else?

Walking slowly back to the Danyuan Pavilion, Han Muye just reached the side of the road when he saw Cuicui running over with an anxious face.

"Master, please save Datian, Datian, he was detained!" 18049/10575176