Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Yun Duan's voice resounded through Jiuxuan Mountain.

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At the foot of Jiuxuan Mountain, practitioners bowed and stood.

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These are Xijiang practitioners who knew about this earlier and came to watch the ceremony. They are coming to witness the most glorious moment in Xijiang.

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There are still more Xijiang practitioners who have not arrived, but at this time the spiritual thoughts between heaven and earth are intertwined. Come.

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The new emperor invited Xijiang kendo exiled into the imperial city of Zhongzhou, and succeeded him as the prime minister.

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Fenghou, pay respects to the prime minister.

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In Confucianism and Taoism, these moments should be the pinnacle of mundane cultivation.

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Until this time, only people in the Western Xinjiang cultivation world knew that Han Muye had already traveled to Zhongzhou, and that the scholar with a sword and the leader of Bailu Mountain, who established his mind for the world and the earth.

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This exiled immortal who used kendo to suppress the Western Xinjiang turned out to be a great Confucian cultivator who established a sect of Confucianism and Taoism!

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In this world, there really are such geniuses!

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At this moment, everyone raised their heads and looked towards Jiuxuan Mountain.

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Xijiang, will there be a big man in charge of Tianxuan today?

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"Elder Tao, do you think he will agree?" In the hall at the top of Jiuxuan Mountain, Tuoba Cheng's eyes flashed with a flash of light, and he said in a low voice.

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Beside him, stood Tao Ran with a dignified expression.

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Tao Ran didn't speak, only a complicated look appeared in his eyes.

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For him and the Sword Sect of Jiuxuan Mountain, it is an honor and an absolute reliance for Han Muye to become the person in charge of Tianxuan.

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Jiuxuan Mountain will definitely quickly become the pillar of Tianxuan Kendo.

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Even if the Jiuxuan Mountain at this time is already the holy place of kendo in the Tianxuan world.

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However, as Tao Ran, who has always had a deep relationship with Han Muye, he did not want Han Muye to take charge of Tianxuan at this time.

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Tianxuan is the place where Dao struggles, and to take charge of Tianxuan is to face the Dao struggle head on.

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The cruelty of Taoism is unimaginable.

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During the Dao struggle, the person in charge of Tianxuan will become the first target to be eliminated in the fairy world.

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Han Muye watched Tao Ran grow up. In his own heart, he really didn't want Han Muye to go to Zhongzhou.

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"Hehe, do you think Han Muye will stay in the Western Border?" Tuobacheng suddenly chuckled, looking at the sword pavilion below.

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Ancestor Tao Ran was stunned for a moment, then sighed and nodded.

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In the Western Xinjiang, Han Muye could no longer be accommodated.

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Han Muye's heart has long been more than tolerant of the West.

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Some people are bound to go far.

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Besides, Han Muye is a swordsman!

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He is not a gentleman.

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When you meet an enemy with a sword, that is the style of a sword cultivator.

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In the land of Taoism, Han Muye will never give up if he has the opportunity to take charge of Tianxuan.

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"A cultivator may not care about the power in the world, but at this time, when you are in charge of Tianxuan, you can turn the tide, and the century-old Dao struggle is in your hands. How happy is it?" In the mid-air outside Jiuxuan Mountain, an old man in a green robe whispered.

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When the practitioners around heard this, they all nodded.

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Cultivation is also the cultivation of the mind.

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The great cultivator who is in charge of the Profound Sky must have a different path from that of ordinary people.

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In front of the sword pavilion, Han Muye walked out slowly.

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Han Muye stood in front of the sword pavilion, raised his head, sword intent and spiritual energy surging on his body.

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Above the sky, Yuntao instantly turned into a dragon and the ocean, rolling like a tidal wave.

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A phantom figure of ten thousand zhang Yuanshen appeared on top of Youlong's head, wearing a long robe and robe, with a solemn expression.

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God Transformation Overhaul!

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Han Muye, the exiled immortal in the Western Xinjiang, has stepped into the transformation of the gods and has become the highest cultivation base in the Western Xinjiang for thousands of years.

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This one is already the uncrowned king of the Western Frontier, and in the next step, he will become the most powerful person in the Profound Sky World!

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"Boom—"

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"Boom—"

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"Boom—"

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……

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The bells on Jiuxuan Mountain were ringing like never before.

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Jiuxuan Mountain, Jianmen, today's glory is endless.

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In front of the Jiange gate, Liu Hong, who was standing behind Han Muye, said in a low voice, "Senior brother, will you come back?"

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His expression was complicated, with joy and reluctance.

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Can't you come back?

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Han Muye pondered for a moment, laughed, and strode up to the sky.

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"When heaven and earth are set, they will come back naturally."

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This is going to fix the heaven and the earth, the heaven and the earth are uncertain, how can it turn around?

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This is the sword cultivator.

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Han Muye climbed to the sky step by step, the surrounding clouds surging, supporting his body, he went straight up nine days.

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Within 10,000 miles, the power of heaven and earth gathered together and turned into a cloud ladder.

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Throughout the Western Xinjiang, the spiritual energy began to boil in turmoil.

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This side of the world is in touch with Han Muye!

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Han Muye, who had been friendly with the Western Border Heaven and Earth long ago, could feel the blessing of Heaven and Earth at this time.

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At this stage of cultivation, with every word and deed, one can comprehend the heaven and the earth, it is really fun!

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Han Muye raised his head and saw the frames of the flying boats waiting in front.

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Everyone bowed their heads and waited solemnly.

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Han Muye stepped on the clouds and walked lightly, moving forward step by step.

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In front of Yun Duan, who was wearing a robe and an emperor's crown, Han Muye raised his hand and took the handwritten letter from Wenxiang.

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Yun Duan bowed and said softly, "From now on, Tian Xuan will be handed over to Prime Minister Han."

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Han Muye, Prime Minister Han.

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In the void, the moment Han Muye took over the handwritten letter, the heavens and the earth shook, and the spiritual energy turned into a moon-white flame, and it landed lightly.

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Above the earth, the spiritual energy manifested as a golden lotus, spewing everywhere in the western border.

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This is the cheers of heaven and earth.

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"Meet Prime Minister Han—"

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Up and down Jiuxuan Mountain, with a radius of 10,000 miles, everyone bowed to Han Muye and saluted.

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Tianxuan repressed with Confucianism and Taoism and assumed power.

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From then on, the person in front of him is the existence in charge of cultivation in the Tianxuan Dynasty.

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Han Muye stood there, his eyes opened and closed, and there was a flash of aura.

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He slowly raised his hand, and there was lightning flashing between the sky and the earth.

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Leiguang intertwined into a long dragon, landed at the foot of Han Muye, and then carried him along the winding mountain range, ramming straight towards Zhongzhou.

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"Boom—"

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The sky wall separating Western Xinjiang and Zhongzhou is broken.

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The dazzling barrier of heaven and earth turned into pieces.

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At the beginning, Han Muye once smashed the sky wall with one sword, opening a road for swordsmen in the Western Border.

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Over the years, I don't know how many people have traveled through this sky wall to come to Xijiang to cultivate swords, or to cultivate swords from Xijiang to Zhongzhou.

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The sky wall collapsed, and the spiritual energy of Zhongzhou poured into the western border, like a rushing river.

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The spiritual energy of Zhongzhou is much richer than that of Western Xinjiang. Once it was poured out, it created a Qingmang Mountain comparable to the spiritual land.

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This time, the entire sky wall collapsed, and the spiritual energy directly poured into the western border.

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The whole Zhongzhou can feel the change of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

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Only this time, no one will repair the sky wall again.

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Who dares to repair the new prime minister's move to break the sky wall?

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Han Xiang is feeding back Xijiang with the spiritual energy of Zhongzhou Tiandi, thanking Xijiang Tiandi for his support.

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At the same time, the sky wall shattered, and the power of the heaven and earth of the Western Border merged into Zhongzhou. Behind the Prime Minister Han, there was the power of the Heavenly Dao in the Western Border.

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This is his reliance.

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If you don't control the power of heaven and earth, what qualifications do you have to be called the prime minister?

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Breaking through the sky wall, Leilong carrying Han Muye kept walking, heading straight into Shuxi County.

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In the rear, the Cintiq car frame followed, and a group of soldiers flew in a mighty boat.

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All the sects in the western border sent strong guards.

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As a member of the Xijiang cultivation world, each sect has to contribute to the country's prime minister.

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Countless practitioners are enthusiastic about such things.

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Youdao is a man who attains the Tao and ascends to heaven, Han Muye becomes the new prime minister, and all practitioners in the Western Xinjiang have the opportunity to enter Zhongzhou.

Han Muye also broke through the sky wall and led the spiritual energy of Zhongzhou into the western border, allowing the various sects in the western border to cultivate a smooth path.

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These things, the Xijiang cultivation world naturally has to reciprocate.

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When Han Muye entered Zhongzhou, there were already millions of cultivators in Western Xinjiang.

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"He's gone after all..." Bai Suzhen, wearing a white dress, stood on a bluestone and spoke softly.

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Demonic energy surged around her.

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Bailu Mountain.

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Today's Bailu Mountain Academy has continuous houses, and the golden aura shrouds three hundred miles.

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The Oriental Book in a white robe had a solemn expression and stood in front of the mountain gate of the Bailu Mountain Academy.

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There are ancient and clumsy characters on the magnificent mountain gate. In addition to the plaque of Bailu Mountain Academy, there are also four sentences about Bailu Mountain's heart for heaven and earth.

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Dongfangshu's current cultivation base has already set foot in the realm of a great master.

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The great master of Confucianism and Taoism is already a top powerhouse when the power of reincarnation is suppressed in the Taoism struggle.

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But for Dongfangshu, he is good at teaching and educating people, and he doesn't pay much attention to things.

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Dongfang Shu stood in front of the mountain gate, and behind him were academy teachers in green robes.

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Bailushan Academy is not as big as the Imperial City Academy. Among these teachings, there are only two great masters and only a dozen masters.

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Other teachings are mostly Confucian and Taoist masters who are at the level of non-commissioned officers.

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In the back, there are Confucian students in gray robes.

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These Bailu Mountain students carry swords around their waists, and their bodies are intertwined with sword energy, making them extremely heroic.

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Up to now, not only Bailu Mountain, but the entire Confucianism and Taoism in Tianxuan respects scholars with swords.

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It was the Imperial City Academy. After Huang Zhihu and the other group of Bailushan Academy students exchanged, there were also many more sword-caring scholars.

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"when--"

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The bronze bells of the class rang crisply.

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Everyone raised their heads and looked at the figure that fell from the sky and moved forward step by step.

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The former mountain road has become a bluestone road.

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What remains the same is the climber.

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On top of the stone steps, Han Muye walked up slowly, just like when he climbed Bailu Mountain under the moon and sat down with Dongfangshu, and finally convinced Dongfangshu to build Bailu Mountain Academy on his behalf.

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Every time Han Muye took a step, the entire White Deer Mountain shook.

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In the sky above Bailu Mountain, the endless purple aura of hope began to surge.

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Han Muye used poetry as his sword, and the four sentences that set up the White Deer Mountain, attracting people from the sky and the sun.

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Han Muye has never returned to Bailu Mountain for a long time.

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Therefore, the aura of people's hope on Bailu Mountain remained, and gathered into purple flowing clouds that swirled around the academy.

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These people are looking forward to waiting for Han Muye's arrival.

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"Boom—"

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The aura of popularity shrouded Han Muye and turned into a beam of light.

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The golden aura was intertwined with the purple beam of light, and Han Muye's aura was extremely deep.

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In his Divine Treasure, the aura filled the air again.

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In the sea of ​​​​qi, there was originally only a long sword left. At this time, the air of people's hope filled the sea of ​​​​qi and turned into a purple ocean.

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Above the sky, the phantom of the long robe with long sleeves and the long sword hanging from the waist became more and more solid.

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Han Muye climbed the mountain step by step, causing the people on Bailu Mountain to gather together.

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This is the popularity that has been accumulated for nearly 30 years, waiting for its owner to arrive.

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Outside the gate of Bailu Mountain, Dongfangshu clenched his fist excitedly.

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At the beginning, after talking with Han Muye at night, Dongfang Shu accepted Han Muye's arrangement and built the Bailu Mountain Academy here.

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Sitting in Bailu Mountain, Dongfangshu has been waiting for Han Muye's return.

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The air of popularity here has been kept, waiting for Han Muye's return.

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The day has finally come!

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"Congratulations on the return of the Chief of the Mountain to Bailu Mountain—"

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Dongfangshu bowed towards Han Muye who was walking slowly, his long sleeves hanging on the ground.

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Behind him, all the teachers and students of Bailu Mountain bowed and saluted, and shouted, "Welcome to the return to Bailu Mountain—"

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On Han Muye's body, the surging aura of arrogance matched people's expectations and turned into a large golden seal.

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This big seal not only represents the power of Confucianism and Taoism, but also the power of heaven and earth.

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The Great Seal takes shape, and Zhongzhou shakes.

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Han Muye looked up at the imprint on the golden seal, and he could see the four characters "authority of heaven and earth".

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This big seal represents the approval of the Profound Sky World, and represents the transformation of Han Muye's own power into the extraordinary.

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The realm of Confucianism and Taoism!

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Because of Taoism, Han Muye's Confucianism and Taoism cannot be entered into cause and effect and reincarnation.

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If it wasn't for Taoism, he would have already entered the sage one step at a time.

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In the past thirty years, the people of Zhongzhou have gathered together, and the power of Heaven and Earth has gathered together. This is the opportunity for sanctification!

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Looking at the golden seal, envy flashed across Dongfang's writing, and then there was a hint of regret.

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"Mountain Chief... It's a pity." Dongfang Shu whispered.

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Han Muye shook his head and said with a chuckle, "It is not difficult for me to become a saint. The path of cultivation is never about the level of cultivation."

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Cultivation does not ask for the level of cultivation.

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Dongfang Shu wanted to answer this, but couldn't.

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Only people like you who can be transcendental and holy by practicing casually would think that way, right?

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Han Muye entered the Bailu Mountain Academy, gathered people who had gathered for thirty years, and one day later drove the Thunder Dragon straight to the Imperial City.

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In the sky, in the frame, Han Muye and Yun Duan sat opposite each other.

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At this time, Yun Duan is more solemn and less casual than before.

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After all, he is the nominal emperor of this world.

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"Han Xiang, Wen Xiang said that Tianxuan will be handed over to you from now on." Looking at the man sitting still in front of him, Yun Duan said softly.

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Han Muye nodded.

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The battle outside the world is getting more and more intense, and both Wen Mosheng and Chen Qingzhi need to deal with it with all their strength.

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The last time Han Muye returned to Tianxuan and led the army to suppress the Quartet, Wen Mosheng had already written this edict.

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It's just that at the time of the East China Sea Rebellion, this edict was not promulgated immediately.

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"The Dao struggle has begun, the situation outside the world is severe, and Tianxuan needs stability."

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"As the rear, try your best to give Prime Minister Wen and Marquis Wu the greatest support."

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Han Muye looked at Yun Duan and said lightly, "You guys are able to sweep across the East China Sea and overwhelm the Southeast Daomen, you've done a good job."

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well done.

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The reason why Yun Duan was able to ascend to the throne successfully was because he brought thousands of Donghai swords into Zhongzhou~www.wuxiahere.com~ to suppress the southeast sect and established his prestige.

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There are thousands of swordsmen who are backed by the foundation. At this time of Tianxuan, coupled with the support of the royal family, Yun Duan has no obstacle to ascend to the throne.

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Now, Huang Zhihu is in charge of thousands of swordsmen guarding the southeast, and the Taoist sect does not dare to make any changes.

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Yun Duan looked up at Han Muye with a smile on her face.

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"Don't worry, Prime Minister Han, I will never intervene in the matter of Tianxuan. If you need me to do anything, just say it."

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With a chuckle, Yun Duan sighed in a low voice: "I have self-knowledge, not to mention the critical time of the battle, it's just an ordinary time, and I'm not supposed to be in charge of a world."

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"It's just right for me to be on the fairy boat with my sister, wear gorgeous dresses, put on beautiful makeup, dance the most colorful dance, wait, wait... wait for the person I love the most."

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For tens of thousands of years, the authority of Tianxuan has been in the hands of Confucianism and Taoism. The royal family may want to fight against it, but it has never been successful.

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Yun Duan quietly looked at Han Muye, only to see that he was only looking up at Liu Yun outside the frame.

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"Edict, the master of Confucianism and Taoism in Zhongzhou, spiritually cultivated in the realm of heaven, and entered the imperial city with the original."

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Han Muye raised his hand, and the golden light turned into writing and landed on a purple cloth.

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The normal update will start tomorrow.

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