Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

In the outer sky of Suwei World, the Zhoutian Great Array has refined most of the alien beasts and demons.

The uncountable power of qi and blood spreads in the void of 100,000 miles.

Using the power of qi and blood to feed the great formation, this Zhoutian formation is actually capable of self-circulation, reaching a tyrannical state of immortality.

The large formation was already empty, and the black and white streamers were intertwined, and there were only some strong enough alien beasts and demons left, who could still hold on.

These alien beasts and demons held together in a group, fully resisting the great force.

Han Muye didn't have the intention to slowly grind it any further, so he shot directly.

The Zhou Tian Great Array exploded, and countless streamers turned into sword threads and became a snare.

Those alien beasts below the third level of the Nascent Soul in the heavenly realm collided with the snare, and their bodies shattered, leaving only the demon baby flying out.

The divine beast roared up to the sky, wrapped the demon babies with a breath of qi, and then inhaled them.

The demon baby entered the entrance, and there was a comfortable expression on the face of the beast.

For Baxia's body, whether it is the blood power of the flesh and blood body or those demon babies, it is a big supplement, swallow it first, and then slowly refine it.

It is safe to eat into the stomach.

"boom--"

Several demons' bodies turned into blue light and exploded, smashed through the snares, and flew away.

Blood Escape.

This is a way of exchanging strength at a great price, and then walking away to save one's life.

In the sword pavilion, watching those demons leave, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.

Ahead, those practitioners in Suwei World were full of disappointment.

I thought I could wipe out these demons.

Now that the demon is gone, it will definitely set off more intense revenge.

"Fellow Daoists, I am afraid that this senior Jiange has the intention of opening up the net." On the sky, an old man wearing a blue-grey Taoist robe said softly.

Beside him, several Heavenly Realm cultivators nodded.

All are not fools.

Han Muye's obvious means clearly left behind troubles for the world of Suwei.

"Let's go and see what this senior wants us to do."

Another old man wearing a blue Taoist robe and a golden Taoist crown moved and flew forward.

There is no help for no reason in the world of practice. The so-called goodness is just a fair transaction.

If there is charity and help without asking for anything in return, it will make people feel uneasy.

Because you don't know what the other party is asking for, maybe it's what you can't give at all.

For example, your allegiance, your life, your heritage.

Flying thousands of miles away from the lower body of the divine beast, before the old man spoke, he saw the body of the divine beast in front of him constantly oscillating, slowly changing from the size of a star to a ten-thousand-mile radius, and then shrinking to a thousand-mile radius.

To a thousand miles, the body of the beast no longer becomes smaller, but slowly illusory, and finally disappears.

Either it really disappears, or it is hidden in space.

These means made those cultivators in the world of Suwei who had fled to look at each other with horror in their eyes.

How strong is this Jiange senior to be able to control the divine beast so easily?

For Baxia and other powerful divine beasts of ancient heritage, shrinking their bodies and turning them into illusions are extremely difficult and contrary to their wishes.

Being able to make the divine beast so obedient shows that this senior Jiange is a tyrannical and boundless power.

Could it be an elder of the sword pavilion who has already surpassed the realm of heaven?

Above the realm of heaven, in the realm of the Tao, that is the power of the world.

"Om-"

The sword pavilion was shaken, and Han Muye's figure appeared tens of thousands of miles away, standing in front of several strong men in the Suwei world.

With his hands behind his back, he stood in the void, his expression indifferent.

The great monks in front of them all had the lowest cultivation base and were in the out-of-body realm.

But in front of Han Muye, he did not dare to raise his head.

Even at this time, Han Muye couldn't feel the aura of his cultivation at all.

It's a joke, a strong man who controls divine beasts and suppresses and kills countless alien beasts and demons with a single formation, will he have no cultivation?

That's because the cultivation base is too strong, and the low-level practitioners like myself can't perceive it at all!

The sword pavilion is a powerful sect for the last three days.

"Lu Zhenxiang of the Sixiang Sword Sect has met his predecessors."

"The Great Yuan Sword Sect, Hu Zhiyuan, pays respects to the predecessors of the sword pavilion."

...

Looking at the crowd in front of him, the Nascent Soul cultivator bowed, and Han Muye raised his hand expressionlessly.

"Let's go to Han Muye." Han Muye said lightly.

The big monks hurriedly bowed and called "Senior Han".

This is the norm in the spiritual world.

To be respected, you have to show enough strength.

As long as you have the strength, you can run rampant.

"The alien beasts and demons left around the world of Suwei don't seem to be many. I still have some things to do, so I won't stay here for a long time."

Han Muye's eyes remained unchanged, and he spoke softly.

leave?

How could this strong man just leave?

The great cultivators in the world of Suwei looked at each other and conveyed a message in their eyes.

"Senior Han, thanks to the senior's action, please stay a little longer."

"Yes, Senior Han took action to kill the demons and alien beasts, how could he leave just like this, I, the World of Guards, should express my gratitude."

While Lu Zhenxiang and the others were talking, they each held a sword or two in their hands.

magic weapon.

Every sword is a magic weapon.

In two of them, there are still sword spirits remaining, and they can be transformed with just a little trigger.

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

These guys still have some sense of the rules.

He spent a lot of money on this great formation outside the world of Suwei. Even if he had killed so many demons and beasts, and gained a lot of blood and demon power, he could only say that he didn't make any money.

At this time, plus these magic swords, it is about, earned.

You're welcome, Han Muye raised his hand and swept all the swords in front of him.

He reached out and gently grasped the hilt of a long sword.

"Om-"

The sword vibrated, and the face of the eight major cultivator of Nascent Soul who offered his long sword on the opposite side moved.

Because in the perception of this great cultivator, the sense of this magic weapon long sword and himself was directly broken.

Amazing!

The induction that he had spent hundreds of years establishing with the sword was broken in the opponent's hands in an instant, and the long sword changed hands.

This method must be possible only if the cultivation base exceeds his countless numbers.

Sure enough, it was the Great Sword Cultivator of the Sword Pavilion. It was really unfathomable.

Han Muye slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand.

He looked calm and spoke softly.

"The name of the sword is Yu Yuan. It is made of jade and gold of Xuanyuan of ten thousand years. With the method of wrought iron with ethereal spirit, combined with the three-dimensional condensing technique, it will become a sword in ten years."

Just by looking at the sword, you can see through the forging material and forging method, which is worthy of the name of the sword pavilion!

Those great cultivators in the world of Suwei looked at each other and suppressed the emotions in their eyes.

The great cultivator who presented the long sword hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Senior Han is extremely accurate. This sword is indeed forged by the ancestors of my Xuanxuan Sword Sect."

Han Muye nodded, and his eyes fell on the long sword.

"The sword is three feet and one inch long, eighteen points wide, and half a point thick. The body of the sword itself weighs five jins and one tael. It stimulates the infusion of spiritual energy and sword energy, and it can withstand the force of 30,000,000 kn, and smash the stars."

With a slight tremor in his hand, a sound came from the long sword, as if he was responding to Han Muye's words.

These messages are not difficult to perceive.

However, it also needs to be a real sword cultivator who is proficient in sword tools to be accurate.

Moreover, it can perceive the limit of the sword's strength, which is obviously achieved by its own strength, otherwise it cannot be detected.

This shows that the Jiange Han senior holding the sword at this time has a strength of more than 30 million kn, and has the power to smash the stars with one sword.

This kind of combat power terrified the great monks in the world of Suwei.

It's just that they didn't know that Han Muye's own strength would never be able to smash the stars, unless he used the power of hegemony.

And the power of dominance wants to break the stars, it needs to swing the sword and lift the foot for a shot.

Han Muye, who was standing with the sword in his hand, had a solemn expression on his face. He held the long sword horizontally, his eyes were full of light, and he whispered in his mouth.

"This sword is light and agile, suitable for the envoy's melee swordsmanship, to explore the preservation of the spiritual energy and sword intent, and to know the inheritance of the three swordsmanship of Xuanjianzong."

Perceive the inheritance from the sword?

As soon as these words came out, those great cultivators all changed their color.

Doesn't that mean that when you donate your long sword, you donate your inheritance?

The great cultivator of the Xuanxuan Sword Sect twitched his face, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Han Muye's sword in his hand lightly swipe.

"Look, there is a flaw in your swordsmanship."

"I'll help you deduce the swordsmanship."

The sword light is clear and the halo fades away.

In the void, there seems to be a breeze surging, and the face is cold.

Void, where does the wind come from?

Sword power!

With the sword intent to become a general trend, the general trend is as slight as the wind blowing in the face!

Even the ancestors of the Xuanxuan Sword Sect couldn't do it in such a state of being light-hearted!

"Wan Jun is like fire, the sword light is like wind, the killing intent remains, and the mind is like a rock."

"I understand the regret of the old ancestor..."

The great cultivator of the Xuanxuan Sword Sect looked at Jianguang, sighed in his mouth, then raised his hand and bowed to Han Muye to the ground.

On him, there are sword lights appearing alternately.

Enlightenment.

Promotion!

Play a thousand songs and then make a sound, and watch Wanjian know its mood.

Breaking through the key points, the great cultivator made breakthroughs in both swordsmanship and cultivation.

The ninth level of Yuan Ying, the master of kendo.

Without the awakening of Han Muye's swordsmanship, it may take a thousand years for him to break through, and more likely, there is no hope in this life!

"Broken Profound Sword Sect Luo Ming, thank you for your guidance."

The aura on his body gradually subsided, and the great cultivator of the Xuanxuan Sword Sect named Luo Ming surrendered to Han Muye again.

Han Muye nodded in satisfaction and put away his long sword.

Comprehend the eight types of swordsmanship of the Xuanxuan Sword Sect, each of which is equivalent to the sword of enlightenment above the five Xuanxuans of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Among them, there is another kind of swordsmanship, which is the prototype of the Seven Profound Swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship of Jiu Xuan Jianmen only reaches Wu Xuan, and the inheritance of sword skills in the future is only a deduction, and whether it is Liu Xuan or Qi Xuan is just speculation.

As for the swordsmanship that reaches the Nine Profound Realm, no one knows.

Putting away a long sword, Han Muye's eyes fell on the other swords in front of him.

Following his gaze, those long swords roared, seeming to be cheering and looking forward to it.

The great monks in the world of Suwei in front of them were also full of anticipation.

"Well, I'm somewhat interested in the inheritance of kendo in the world of your guardian. I will go to your world and I will comment on these swords one by one."

"However, I don't make public comments, and only communicate with people related to swords. If there are other swords who want to comment, I will also help to see."

Han Muye turned his gaze to the big cultivators in front of him and said with a chuckle, "How?"

how?

Such a good thing, can you refuse?

The big monks all had happy expressions on their faces.

For Han Muye to temporarily stay in the Suwei world, it was already the best result they had asked for.

In addition, being able to help them comment on swords and point out the shortcomings of kendo inheritance is really a great opportunity!

Everyone hurriedly bowed and led Han Muye to Suwei World.

The huge mythical beast with a radius of thousands of miles reappeared, holding the golden sword pavilion directly into the sky of the Suwei world, and then fell into the sea.

The power of divine beasts, no other world can resist.

The Heavenly Dao of Suwei World shivered in front of the divine beast.

Perhaps, only the extremely powerful world of the fairy world can resist the power of the beast.

Ba landed in the sea, and his body was like an island floating in the water, while Han Muye sat quietly in the upper sword pavilion.

He made a rule that after each review of swords, he would appoint the next person to review swords, and that person would wait by the shore.

As for how long he waited, it would depend on how long Han Muye had been practicing.

For a great cultivator like him, it is possible to retreat for three or five days at a time, three to five months, three to five years, or thirty to fifty years.

As for whether the waiting great cultivator will be in a hurry, this does not need to be considered.

How can the strong care about the feelings of the weak?

Besides, the longer Han Muye retreated, the longer he stayed in the Suwei world, the more he gained from the retreat, and the better his mood, wouldn't he be more careful about his comments?

Wouldn't it be worth the money if you revealed some kendo principles?

After commenting on the two swords, the sword pavilion was closed, and Lu Zhenxiang of the Sixiang Sword Sect was excited and waited on the shore full of expectations.

He's next to be reviewed.

The two great cultivators who had just been commented on, fled away with excitement and blushing.

The phantom of the sword pavilion disappeared, and Han Muye's spirit incarnation dissipated and left.

At this time, in the depths of the void, a golden light flew away and came towards the Suwei world.

"Senior Jiange, thank you for rescuing my Suwei World. The junior promises that as long as the senior makes a move, my Suwei world will show the sincerity of the senior's satisfaction."

Inside the golden light, someone whispered softly.

"En." The response was a rather young and impatient hum.

The golden light flickered, traversing the void, and there are still thousands of miles to the world of Suwei, and it will take a long time.

...

Western Xinjiang, Jiu Xuan Mountain, Jiu Xuan Jianmen Sword Pavilion.

The sword pavilion vibrated, and the golden light flashed.

The phantom of Han Muye sitting cross-legged on the third floor of the sword pavilion dissipated.

Then, Han Muye at the bottom of Xianyue Lake in the Imperial City of Zhongzhou opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, a vigorous sword light smashed through the three hundred zhang lake and shot straight into the sky.

The sword light condensed into substance, as if to break open the world.

Looking at the sword and comprehending it, the sword's will feeds back, and all the forces gather together. Han Muye has an uncontrollable kendo power.

breakthrough.

Condensed into a kendo golden pill!

It's a matter of course.

In the dantian, all the gathered sword pills and magic weapons were scattered, leaving only the nine-layer golden platform that had achieved cultivation.

The illusory long sword that was constantly spinning on the golden platform was solid.

"boom--"

In the sky and the earth, there is lightning surging.

Zhongzhou practice, the situation will be catastrophe.

"To transcend the calamity, you need to go to the Thundering Platform." A faint voice sounded above Xianyue Lake.

This is the sound of the inspector's great monk.

In the imperial city, there are countless great monks sitting in town, and they all need to pay attention to things that accidentally trigger Tianlei.

Han Muye nodded, his body straightened up, and then flew down to the place where the aura turned into a beam of light in the distance.

Thunder station.

A place in the imperial city specially prepared for calamity.

Whether it's Dan Dao to attract lightning or other practitioners to transcend tribulation, they all need to be here.

Before reaching the thunder platform, there was a roar from there.

At this time, there are seven or eight people in this thunder-inducing platform, and there are three pots of medicinal herbs that attract thunder light.

This is the imperial city.

Every moment, there are practitioners breaking through, and there are high-quality medicinal herbs.

Han Muye fell down, and a figure stepped forward.

"Fellow Daoist is here to overcome the calamity? Three million spirit stones can protect you from the disaster."

"If you want to break through the realm of heaven, you need ten million spirit stones."

"If you want to realize the power of the thunder during the calamity, you can add another three million spirit stones."

"If you want to attract thunder into your body, 10 million spirit stones will give you a valuable experience."

"Thirty million spirit stones, we can refine the thunder tribulation and give you a chance to comprehend the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth."

The green-robed cultivator in front of him was like a thin monkey, but his eyes were sharp.

He looked Han Muye up and down, and looked up at the thunder light that was about to fall from the sky again.

"Daoist friend, this thunder is a bit strong. I think I can use an upgrade experience to give you a discount..."

Han Muye was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, he threw out three hundred high-grade spirit stones with a hand, and then flew into the high platform in front of him.

After taking the three hundred spirit stones, the skinny monkey cultivator pouted and whispered, "It's also a poor ghost."

Han Muye, who landed on the high platform, ignored him, and behind him, a shadow of black horns that could not be traced by outsiders appeared.

Kui horns.

If it wasn't that he didn't want to attract too much attention, he didn't need to come to the Thunder Station.

With the Kui horns and the Kui cowhide, what is it?

"boom--"

The lightning like a golden snake was finally suppressed.

This thunder light is more than ten times thicker than others who have crossed the calamity, almost comparable to the catastrophe of crossing the earth and breaking through the heaven.

The skinny monkey-like monk saw the thunder light, his eyes narrowed, and he muttered: "It's a strong man..."

Shaking his head, he held a jade card in the palm of his hand.

"See if you can hold it. If you use a large array of strength to resist such a thunder tribulation, you will have to pay more later."

"That's not right, this guy may have potential, should he add money or change his personality? I think, fuck!"

In front of his eyes, that golden light of lightning smashed directly on top of Han Muye's head.

However, when the thunder light came to the fore, Han Muye couldn't avoid it. A faint black aura rose from his body and swallowed the thunder light.

swallowed!

The tyrannical tribulation thunder was directly swallowed.

Moreover, after the black spiritual light swallowed a calamity thunder, it was especially unwilling, and it fluttered its teeth and claws toward the surroundings, attracting the thunder light that escaped from the calamity of several other people.

Lei Guang entered his body, and Han Muye showed a smile.

The power in his bloodline is rapidly refining with the help of lightning.

He raised his hand, twirled his fingers lightly, and there were flashes of lightning flashes on his fingertips.

Very good, the control of body strength is a little more refined.

If you think about it, it won't take long before you can control your body like an ordinary person.

At that time, you can do something you love with your junior sister.

"boom--"

The thunder light descended again, leading this day's thunder into his body. In Han Muye's dantian, the golden sword continued to solidify.

Not only the dantian sword, but also the jade-colored sword light from his bones.

Sword bone!

Kendo Gold Medal!

Just like the long sword condensed by the sword intent of the sea of ​​qi, and the sword of the soul in the divine possession, this is a sword capable of fighting against the heavens, and it was forged by Han Muye's own cultivation.

The golden light lingered, and the spiritual patterns continued to change.

The golden long sword took shape, the sword light shone, and it seemed to fly out of the dantian.

Condensed kendo golden pills are formed, and step into the realm golden pills!

A bright halo appeared in his eyes, and Han Muye stood up with a smile on his face.

The sword of Dantian Jiandan, the sword of qi sea and sword intent, the sword of divine possession and soul, the time when the three swords merged into a sword baby, is when he stepped into the realm of heaven.

Jian Dan has been completed, is Jianying still far?

He flew up, and under the resentful eyes of the skinny monkey monk, Han Muye went straight away.

"My dear, I'm afraid it's another Butcher Lu..."

The skinny monk murmured.

Han Muye faced the rising sun and flew down into the small courtyard in Guanyueli.

At this time, Mu Wan, who had already washed up and practiced in the small courtyard in the morning, raised her head and saw Han Muye, who had a faint sword light and thunder light on her body, stepped into the air, as if a banished immortal had descended.

"Brother?"

"You, it seems a little different today... ah-"

When Han Muye approached ~www.wuxiahere.com~ and stretched out his arms to gently embrace Mu Wan, the faint light of lightning on his body directly made Mu Wan go soft.

"Senior brother, are you imagining that you would eat me just like those pictures?" Mu Wan raised her head with a wink like water.

Han Muye froze all over.

Mu Wan, who broke away from her embrace, laughed.

"Senior brother, I'm going to Baili to take charge of learning Dan Dao, you can solve it yourself."

Have a meal?

It's more than a meal to solve by yourself...

Han Muye shook his head, turned and walked into the quiet room.

At this time, although his control over his body was not subtle enough, refining the medicine pill was enough.

After some extrapolation, the medicine pill that replaces Jianwan can be refined!

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