Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

"Bam—"

Only when the Spiritual Qi in his palm was revealed, it shattered directly.

The spear vibrated lightly, and cyan Immortal Qi circulated on it.

Han Muye's palm had to let go of the gun grip.

The wood god shook his head.

This fairy treasure is not an ordinary thing.

Han Muye breathed a sigh of relief and clenched his palm again.

This time, cyan immortal light burst out from his eyes, and Immortal Qi flashed in the palm of his hand.

In the immortal light, a trace of Sword intent poured directly into the spear.

"Om-"

The long spear trembled slightly, and a strange color appeared in the wood god's eyes.

Han Muye closed his eyes slightly, and the images in his mind quickly flowed.

Long gun selection.

The method of refining.

Warming means.

The Immortal World is in the hands of the strong.

Immortal World's massive blood War Ancestor Elder is ruthless, and with this gun, he ran rampant for three million miles.

For the first time, the power of the Immortal World was revealed to Han Muye.

For the first time in so many years, Han Muye really saw what Immortal World was.

Without the grandeur of this world, it is more quaint.

There is no immortal light shining from all over the world, Immortal Qi is swirling around, and the cyan Immortal Qi is only filled between heaven and earth, and needs to be slowly absorbed by Cultivation Technique.

Condensation of Immortal Qi is also more difficult than Spiritual Qi.

These Immortal World Sects may be the reason for the practice methods. They are more simple and practical, and they lack the grand Taoist methods in the practice world.

Even in battle, it is more about killing at close range, and there are few spells that rebuke thousands of miles.

There are also techniques, but if you want to activate Immortal Qi's transformation or envoy, the combat power is not as lethal as the various Cultivation Techniques.

Those who fly away in the void, thousands of miles in an instant, and those who can crush thousands of miles with a single blow are the top powers of a big power.

Golden Immortal.

Daluo.

This is the title of the strong in the Immortal World, and it is also a practice Realm.

According to the memory in the spear, the Immortal World practice method is far superior to the mortal world. If the Golden Immortal and Immemorial Golden Immortal come to the mortal world, they can destroy one world with a burst of power.

The Blood War Ancestor Elder Tie Rui Cultivation Base was one step away from the Golden Immortal. Immortal Qi injected a shot, broke the barrier between the two realms, and struck down from the Ascension Platform to suppress the Wood God.

Sheng Sendai.

Han Muye searched for the records of Shengxiantai in those pictures.

All major forces in the Immortal World control Shengxiantai.

The entire Immortal World has a total of 18 Fang Shengxiantai, which is a means to gather strong people from countless worlds and continuously send fresh blood to the Immortal World.

However, practitioners who are new to the Immortal World cannot adapt to the Immortal Qi of the Immortal World and need to be trained in the Spirit Transformation Pond.

Wash away Spiritual Qi and transform Immortal Ascension.

Then wash away the fetters in the mortal world and turn into fairy bones.

The entire process of purifying Spiritual Qi takes thousands of years. Only practitioners with strong xinxing and talents can complete the purifying in advance.

Those practitioners who leave the Hualing Pond ahead of time will be valued by the major Sects.

millennium.

Such a time can indeed allow practitioners to slowly polish their xinxing.

Han Muye slowly went to find the information of Hualing Pond, and suddenly, he was shocked and almost exclaimed.

Hualing Pond, he thought it was the real Hualing Pond, but it turned out to be not at all!

Rather than calling it Lingchi, Hualing Pond might as well be called the Spirit World!

The eighteen Hualing Ponds look like ponds in Immortal World, but they are actually eighteen worlds.

All the creatures that ascended in it must survive in it.

"The time line is wrong..."

His fingers trembled slightly.

He finally found the biggest difference between Immortal World and this world.

timeline.

Immortal World is supported by Immortal Qi and Earthly Branches, and its strength is extremely stable, so the time line is slow.

Hualing Pool also belongs to the power extension of Immortal World, so the timeline is the same as Immortal World.

But the timelines in the mundane world are different.

In some worlds three hundred years, in Immortal World it is one year.

One hundred years in some worlds are one year in the Immortal World.

A thousand years in the Spirit Transformation Pond might be a hundred thousand years in the mortal world!

Therefore, Shengxiantai opens every 100,000 years.

It is to replenish the creatures in the Spirit Transformation Pond.

For thousands of years in the Hualing Pond, those who can leave will become members of the Immortal World Sects, and those who cannot leave will eventually disappear.

But Han Muye knew where they were going.

Their spirits will lose their minds due to the interweaving of Immortal Qi and Spiritual Qi, and will eventually be used by the people of Immortal World as materials for refining various immortal treasures.

In the eyes of the people of Immortal World, practitioners who have not passed the stage of spiritual transformation are not considered to be the same.

Only material.

Looking at it this way, the god emperor who came from the Immortal World completely looked down on the creatures in this world, and it made sense.

If you don't pass through the Spirit Transformation Pond, you are not my race.

When a practitioner who ascended from the mundane world practiced in the Hualing Pond for thousands of years, walked out of it and became a practitioner in the Immortal World, he had no memory of the mundane world.

The Immortal World is a thousand years old, and the mortal world is a hundred thousand years old, and the people they care about have also ascended to the Spirit Transformation Pond.

Therefore, those who step on ascending Sendai will never turn around again.

Not necessary.

Moreover, if you want to return to the mortal world, it means that the transformation of the spirit is not thorough enough, and it will be regarded as a rebellion in the Immortal World.

The images flowed in Han Muye's mind, showing a strange and grand world of practice.

This world is a thousand times more cruel than the mundane world.

Fingertips trembled, Han Muye looked at the picture in his mind and slowly let go.

"Unfortunately, I am also unable to draw this spear." Han Muye shook his head and spoke softly.

Hearing his words, Mu Shen's face showed regret.

"Forget it, the old man also knows that this gun is powerful." Mushen raised his eyes and looked forward, and said in a low voice, "If there is chaos in the dam, the old man will find a peaceful place to live in seclusion in the future."

Han Muye cupped hands busy and said, "Senior, don't worry, Junior won't bother you in the future."

Speaking of which, his eyes fell on the golden spear, and he said softly, "I wish senior a great escape."

When Han Muye walked out of the Great Hall, Mu Xue and the Golden Wolf Demon God both looked at him at the door.

He didn't say much, just cupped his hands and left.

It was not until he had traveled 30,000 miles that the expression on his face slowly turned solemn.

He didn't pull out the golden gun because the golden gun doesn't need to be pulled!

The wood god has already refined the golden spear!

This man from ancient times, a Cultivation Base with a power that has already surpassed the Heavenly Venerate, has no serious injuries as imagined.

From the golden spear, Han Muye saw that the wood god communicated with the Immortal World Blood War Ancestor Iron Relentless Spiritual Mind through the golden spear.

The two have long planned to reopen Shengxiantai.

In other words, when Shengxiantai was reopened, the wood god was also involved.

It's just that Han Muye doesn't know how the God of Wood communicates with Xianyuan World.

Perhaps, a Power like him has another identity?

These old guys are really scary.

The more Han Muye moved forward, the colder he felt.

Sure enough, as the wood god said, the most invisible thing in the world is the human heart.

The wood god once destroyed the court of God with his own hands, and personally shot to seal the town of Shengxiantai.

But now, do you want to open Shengxiantai with your own hands?

Thinking of this, he froze slightly.

To reopen Shengxiantai, you need to sacrifice thousands of miles of void creatures.

What about the closure of the town?

What price was paid for closing the town and ascending to Xiantai? Why has no one mentioned it from beginning to end?

What kind of secrets were hidden back then?

A flash of light flashed in Han Muye's eyes, and he walked forward, but stopped again before he had traveled a thousand miles.

In front of him, Zhu Qiu in a green robe stood there.

A head of golden wolves slowly surrounded them.

Han Muye looked up, killing intent in his eyes.

"My lord asked you to see him."

There was a trace of contempt on Zhu Qiu'an's face, and he spoke lightly.

Saying that, he turned and left.

The surrounding golden wolves also swarmed over.

Han Muye pondered for a moment, then strode to keep up.

In this dam, the spiritual sense cannot be revealed, only the flesh and blood can play a role.

There are also some strange powers, such as the power of thunder and lightning, and Immortal Qi, who can envoy in the dam.

The power of thunder and lightning is rare, Immortal Qi, such a precious thing that no one would use with luxury.

Following the golden wolf, after traveling three thousand miles, a mountain spread over three thousand feet appeared in front of Han Muye.

The mountains are verdant and dense with Spiritual herbs.

This is rare.

The messy power erosion in the embankment can grow this piece of Spiritual herbs, and there is either a large formation to protect it, or there is Power to sit in.

Han Muye is more inclined, both.

"My lord is waiting for you upstairs." Zhu Qiu'an glanced at Han Muye, then stood at the foot of the mountain.

Han Muye strode forward, frowning as he stepped onto the mountain in front of him.

Where is this mountain, it is clearly a beast.

The body of a beast turned into a mountain.

This kind of alien beast, I am afraid that it has a fight with the divine beast under the tyrant, and it must be an ancient and wild alien.

Stepping on the top of the mountain, a figure wearing a light cyan armor with a helmet on the side sat cross-legged.

"Sit." An old voice came.

Han Muye walked over and sat by the stone platform.

The old man by the stone platform slowly turned his head and looked at Han Muye.

A strange color appeared on Han Muye's face.

"You know the old man." The simple-faced old man said lightly.

Du Quan, Hou of Zhenyang.

Marquis of Zhenyang who is married to Uncle Cao Yi.

The grass whip is the token of the marriage between the two families.

"Marquis Zhenyang?" Han Muye whispered.

The old man laughed, with a hint of nostalgia on his face: "The divine court has collapsed, how can there be a Marquis of Zhenyang?"

The words say so.

But if you still remember the past, how could you wear this armor?

"Master Hou recruited Junior, I don't know why?" Han Muye asked in a low voice, not entangled in the identity of Zhenyang Hou.

"Qianqi came to look for this marquis." There was a smile on the face of Zhenyang Marquis.

He looked at Han Muye, and chuckled: "That old fellow of the Mushen didn't ask you to do anything, did he?"

Han Muye shook his head.

Qiongqi was the one who woke him up. At that time, Qiongqi said that he would do his best to awaken the creatures in other dams.

As for the wood god, Han Muye felt that he had better stay away in the future.

"That's right, their layout should be almost done, there is no need to do anything more." Marquis Zhenyang cast his eyes into the distance and said lightly, "Is Shengxiantai going to reopen?"

Although this kind of thing is not a secret between Power.

But Han Muye doesn't understand why something that was originally secret is now known to everyone.

Even the Wood God was involved, the Marquis of Zhenyang knew.

"Hehe, you have to know that the Cultivation Base came to our Realm, and everyone is suppressed by the luck of this world."

"Once there is a big change in this world, we will all feel it."

The Marquis of Zhenyang shook his head and chuckled softly.

induction?

In this way, it is really impossible to stop the reopening of Shengxiantai?

Han Muye looked at Marquis Zhenyang.

"I know that your kid is caught in the Taoism struggle and is running for it." The Marquis of Zhenyang smiled and said, "I will show you a clear path."

The smile on his face subsided and turned solemn.

"If you want to survive in the battle of Taoism, you can only reunite with the court of God."

"Those old guys destroyed the Divine Court and sealed the town to ascend to the Immortal Terrace, which made the world's luck into a mess. Only by reuniting the Divine Court and sorting out the world can we have a chance."

Han Muye looked up at him.

The Marquis of Zhenyang looked solemn and said in a low voice, "Do you think this Marquis will tell lies?"

Han Muye shook his head and said lightly, "Master Hou won't lie to me as a junior."

"It's just Junior's curiosity. For those who are Powerful, what means can be used to calculate them?"

"Even if we reunite the court of God, it will only collapse again."

The Wood God and the others can even break the divine court that suppressed the heavens and the earth, and can the reunited divine court resist?

Hearing his words, the Marquis of Zhenyang waved his hand and lowered his voice: "What if, when they reopen Shengxiantai, it's the time for immortality?"

Shengsendai reopens, Power soars!

The corners of Han Muye's eyes trembled uncontrollably.

If all the power that suppresses luck in this world soars, then the world left behind, Tianzun, and Taoist ancestors will be the pinnacles.

Such a world, forming a large army, Han Muye is sure to suppress it!

Han Muye looked up at Marquis Zhenyang.

This one is also the place to suppress the luck.

"Hehe, you doubt what Ben Hou said, because Ben Hou has no reason to do this, right?"

The Marquis of Zhenyang chuckled, looking at the mountains below, a complicated look flashed on his face.

"Do you know why the Emperor of God was beheaded and the Court of God fell?"

"That's because the God Emperor has the heart to stay in this world and never turn around again."

"That's why God Emperor's sect, someone in the Immortal World Sect motivated those old guys to shoot."

"It's just that they didn't expect that the Emperor God also has a backhand, leaving this square dam to protect the endless creatures here, as well as the ancient cloud Galaxy."

"The mere Xianyuan World, what if it turned into a Ninth Stage world? It's just a clown."

Disdain flashed across the face of Marquis Zhenyang, and he said solemnly: "Gu Yun Galaxy has been encircled and suppressed several times, and Xianyuan World has suffered heavy losses."

What he said was the truth.

But with those Powers in charge, these losses are still borne by the land where the ancient gods fell.

"At that time, the god emperor took Cao's daughter as his concubine and Cao Yi as his country's uncle.

"This violated the rules of its Sect and led to death."

"In a critical moment, the emperor sacrificed himself to protect the creatures here, and most importantly, he wanted to protect Concubine Cao Gui and the prince of the court."

Han Muye didn't know anything about the secrets that the Marquis of Zhenyang said.

He didn't know that the divine court collapsed, the god emperor fell, and the Immortal World was behind it.

Looking at it this way, the so-called Immortal World has no communication with this world is also false.

But it is made up, in order to quell the suspicion of future generations.

The Hualing Pond has made the two worlds less involved, and with some fabricated information, it can really confuse the audience.

"Han Muye, Wen Qu was reborn, reincarnated and rebuilt, in the Xuan Tian world."

"I need you to do something."

Looking at Han Muye, Marquis Zhenyang's eyes flashed with aura.

"Find the prince who lives in the ancient cloud galaxy, take out the sword of the emperor who suppressed the dam, and send them to Wenqu."

Prince of God.

God Emperor Sabre.

Han Muye stood up and took a step back.

"Senior, I'm afraid I can't do anything about your task."

Is this something he can handle?

The Marquis of Zhenyang looked at him, his breath slowly condensing.

A bloody aura began to spread.