Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The dead world has turned into a prosperous world, the palace towers stretch, and the light of the fairy radiates thousands of miles.

A thousand years at a glance!

Mu Wan widened her eyes, covered her mouth with one hand, and looked at everything in front of her in disbelief.

What kind of power is this to reverse the world, time and space?

"Let's go, let's go and see what that kendo master looked like before he died." Han Muye said softly as he stretched out his hand to hold Mu Wan's palm.

The two flew away side by side, the scenery around them changed, and the practitioners who passed through turned a blind eye to them.

"Illusion?" Behind, Zhao Yu and others also found this situation, frowning and whispering.

"Maybe it's an illusion, but a whole dead star has been transformed into an illusion. Who in the world has heard of such methods?" Beside Zhao Yu, the swordsman wearing a green robe looked solemn and spoke in a low voice.

An illusion array with a radius of ten miles and a hundred miles would cost a lot.

An array of stars?

It is unimaginable.

"Let's go, keep up." Zhao Yu said in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on the front.

He is very pragmatic and doesn't want to think about it.

In fact, he made the right choice.

Even if Han Muye personally told them that this was a time-reversal, they did not understand the reappearance of this star tens of thousands of years ago.

Controlling time is too far away for them.

Not only them, but the masters of all parties who fell behind, faced with the suddenly changing world, and finally decided that this was an extremely powerful illusion.

Many people flew away nervously, trying to escape from this star.

But it was only when they really flew away that they discovered that no matter how they walked, they couldn't leave the stars.

This made the cultivator who fell on the star panicked.

Time and space are connected, Han Muye goes back in time, and naturally uses the power of space to block the stars, preventing the power of time back from escaping.

In other words, at this time, this star space is really a place where the outside world is isolated.

It is only the power of time and space that can be mastered by the great powers of the world, not to mention the people here, that is, no one in the entire upper heaven can crack it at this time.

The power that can break the power of time and space has already ascended to the fairyland.

"This place is the place where ancient cultivators retreat and sit in seclusion. It's normal to have a backhand arrangement, but such a grand illusion may hide endless dangers." A white-bearded old man looked complicated and solemn.

A team of Taoist sects wearing green robes gathered in front of a mountain, looking at the continuous pavilions, all of them were extremely nervous.

The sect was magnificent and magnificent, and it was actually the residence of a powerful sect.

Phantom array.

Fortunately, this senior made it clear that this is an illusion, not a real existence.

Otherwise, this sect alone can wipe out the entire army of those present.

"Senior said that this is an illusion formation. We should all be careful, and let the treasure hunt go later." Several middle-aged Taoists hurriedly said.

The changes in this world have exceeded everyone's understanding. At this time, what everyone is looking for is no longer a treasure, but to save their lives in this illusion.

"Go, keep up with the people from Jiange, maybe they have a way to deal with it."

I don't know who said a word, and everyone flew after them.

Nearly a thousand practitioners who fell on the stars this time belonged to different parties and were never related to each other.

But at this time, they didn't dare to act rashly, instead they wanted to support each other.

Everyone's spiritual sense guides the involvement, chasing Jiange Zhao Yu and the others.

The cultivators I saw running along the way were just phantoms, and they passed by without saying a word.

This made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

It's just a phantom.

"It's a pity, all of this no longer exists." Looking at the bright lights, the noisy city, and the bustling mortals, Mu Wan's eyes revealed regret and whispered.

The stars are dead now, these people, these scenes, have long been hidden in the long river of time.

Thousands of years, too long.

"They exist." Han Muye's eyes fell in front of him, and he said lightly.

exist.

The world in front of you is the scene of the stars here thousands of years ago.

This scene existed thousands of years ago.

"They exist, they pass away, this is the way between heaven and earth."

"One day, when you take control of time, you will be able to perpetuate the beauty you want to stay."

Turning to look at Mu Wan, Han Muye's eyes were solemn.

Stay good?

A surprise flashed across Mu Wan's face, but she saw the solemnity in Han Muye's eyes.

"Everything has its own path."

"Even if you have the power to change time and space, it is impossible to change all Taos."

"If a person one day retains all the good with the power to change time and space. Then he is lost."

"Lost in time and never return."

never return.

Mu Wan trembled all over.

"Those cultivation bases have reached the realm of reaching the sky, why did the immortal and immortal powers fall?" Han Muye said softly, "It's because they want to change the eternal Tao in the world, but they lost themselves."

At that moment, he was almost lost.

He also wanted to take Mu Wan directly across this illusory time to see the reality of ten thousand years ago.

But he knew that if he did, the only result would be that they would be lost in time and never return.

Looking back at the scene of ten thousand years, he can do it, but he can't do it through this time.

In this world, I don't know if anyone can do it.

Even if it is as strong as the Yuantian Sword God, it only leaves a sword light, and there is no way to travel through time.

Han Muye couldn't imagine how much cultivation it would take to cross the long river of time.

"Perhaps, the fleeting beauty cannot last forever, so it is more worth cherishing." Mu Wan rested her head on Han Muye's shoulder and whispered softly.

Han Muye chuckled lightly, reached out and stroked her hair: "Let's go, let's meet that senior."

They came to this dead star to find the senior sword cultivator to sit in the secret place, not to take a real outing.

Speaking of outing, is it too extravagant to go back in time and watch the scenery from thousands of years ago?

The further forward, it can be seen that many Jianxiu Yujian floated away.

"Jade conch city?"

In front of him, a magnificent big city is located. Looking at the handwriting with sword light on the city gate, Han Muye said in a low voice.

"Yes, Yuluocheng, senior Yuluo Jianzun."

Zhao Yu, who came from Yu Jian, spoke loudly, with a happy expression on his face.

Jade conch sword.

Han Muye was not familiar with this name, but if he could be named after Sword Master, he was naturally a strong swordsman.

Follow those sword cultivators into the city, straight into a bluestone square full of people.

"That's Jade Lobster Sword Master!" Zhao Yu whispered.

On the high jasper platform in the center of the square, a Taoist man wearing a jade-white Taoist robe and a simple face stood proudly with his hands behind his back.

The Taoist person was surrounded by sword lights, and he seemed to be talking loudly, and the sword cultivators who were watching below were all staring at the sword light.

It is a pity that there is only light and shadow, and no sound can be heard.

But the change of the sword light and the shocked expression of the surrounding swordsmen all showed that this Taoist had extraordinary swordsmanship.

Mu Wan wanted to ask how senior Han Muye's swordsmanship was, but when she turned her head, she saw a bright halo in her senior brother's eyes, changing and changing.

"Unfortunately, I can't perceive the sword intent just by seeing the phantom." A Jiange disciple who followed Zhao Yu said regretfully.

Not only him, but the people of various sects who had already gathered in the square at this time all felt this way.

Daoist's sword light is definitely very strong, even watching him perform swordsmanship while talking, maybe he is showing inheritance.

But without the experience of the sword, and the explanation, who can get the inheritance based on the sword light alone?

"Fortunately, this is just an illusion, and the real secret place should not be here." Someone said with emotion.

Where will the real inheritance be?

"Jade conch, the sword of defense, the agility of the water veins." Han Muye whispered, and the sword light was deduced over and over in his mind.

Unconsciously, a strange power flashed on him that outsiders could not detect.

Han Muye raised his head, and the Taoist on the high platform turned his head.

Four eyes facing each other.

This glance, travels through ten thousand years of time.

This glance broke through Han Muye's retrospect of time, coming from ten thousand years ago.

"boom--"

The void vibrated, everything was depressed, and all the light and shadow dissipated at a glance.

The magnificent big city, the wide square, the people gathered in the square, the nearby street market, the distant mountains...

Brightness turned into loneliness.

Prosperity turns to dust.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Yuluo City was in ruins.

The entire dazzling and lush stars also returned to the dead silence before.

This extreme drop change made Mu Wan's heart tremble, and tears rolled down her eyes.

For some reason, she had an unexplained sadness.

Maybe this is the time.

The most uncontrollable force in the world.

The practitioners scattered around looked at each other in dismay.

Why did the magic formation suddenly disappear?

"Maintaining such a large formation, the consumption is unimaginable. It is rare for this illusion to lead us here." The white-bearded Taoist who spoke before swept his eyes and landed on the mottled high platform in front of him.

He stretched out his hand and said lightly, "That sword might be the key."

sword.

The high platform in front has collapsed, and only half a corner is left.

But a rusty long sword was stuck straight on the high platform.

A figure flew up.

"Humph." Someone hummed softly, and a sword came first.

"Go away." Someone stepped out and slammed into the void.

"Go to hell." There was a long sword slashing horizontally, slashing down a hundred feet of sword light.

The battle broke out in an instant, straight to the worst.

Fresh blood, divine soul, spiritual light, Nascent Soul, Nascent Spirit, the fallen beam of light flashed, and the roaring and thundering of the collision of spells and swordsmanship and knife light sounded like thunder.

On the Qianzhang Square, the aura that burst out from the sudden impact was too strong, turning the originally dead world into colorful colors.

If it weren't for the dead silence here, the power of the spiritual energy could not be combined with the power of heaven and earth, and this chaotic blow would have shaken and shattered thousands of miles.

The expressions of Zhao Yu and the people in the Jiange around him changed, and in the end they stayed by Han Muye's side and didn't move.

Although the sword is good, it is not so easy to seize it.

Even if they were disciples of the Jiange Pavilion, they knew that they would never be able to grab this sword in the hands of so many strong people.

Besides, it seemed that their biggest task was not to snatch a rusted sword, but to protect Han Muye and his Taoist companion.

"Senior brother, is that sword useful?" Mu Wan said in a low voice with an unbearable expression on her face.

"Useful." Han Muye nodded.

His words made everyone in Jiange clench their fists unconsciously.

"This sword has been here for 10,000 years. I don't know how many strong people have been attracted to feed it with blood and soul. Do you think it is useful?" Han Muye chuckled and said lightly.

The blood and soul provide support!

Zhao Yu was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Han Muye.

"Om-"

At this moment, the long sword on the high platform in front vibrated gently, and a ray of blood shrouded the masters closest to the high platform.

When the blood light dissipated, those few had disappeared in their place.

"Secret place!"

Someone exclaimed and rushed over.

Others didn't stop.

In the entire square, only Han Muye's side and a few cautious people stood behind and did not approach.

But after a hundred breaths, the square was already empty.

Nearly a thousand practitioners from all walks of life disappeared under the high platform.

"Fellow Daoists, the high platform seems to be the gateway to the place where the senior sword cultivator sits, why don't you go?" A sword cultivator wearing a black robe looked at Zhao Yu and the others, and cupped his hands.

Zhao Yu and the others did not answer, but looked at Han Muye.

If it wasn't for what Han Muye said just now, they would have rushed over there long ago.

"The dojo is built in the shell of the jade snail, and they got into the shell of the snail. It is impossible for them to come out alive." Han Muye shook his head with a hint of deepness in his eyes.

He turned around and walked out of the square.

"Let's go, the place where this senior sits is just a pretense, there is only one trap here." Han Muye took Mu Wan's hand and walked outside the city.

"Om-"

As he turned to leave, the long sword on the high platform trembled, as if expressing something.

Zhao Yu and the disciples of the sword pavilion beside him looked at each other and slowly backed away.

Several practitioners not far away showed unwillingness and hesitation on their faces.

A sword cultivator gritted his teeth, drew the long sword in his hand, walked away, flew off the high platform, and slashed towards the rusted long sword.

"boom--"

Roaring sound.

The long sword shook, and the figure dissipated, turning into a black cloud.

Endless black clouds instantly shrouded the Yuluo City with a radius of 100 miles.

Among the clouds, countless black worms appeared and charged towards Han Muye and the others.

At this moment, except for Han Muye, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

There are too many worms to count.

Under the pressure of the black cloud, everyone felt weak all over, and there were worms present, wouldn't it be fatal?

His eyes fell on these black figures that were wriggling, and Han Muye clenched Mu Wan's hand, letting her tense body relax a little.

"Junior sister, let me tell you a story."

"In ancient times, there was a farm boy who worked in the fields every day."

"One day, he fished out a big bowl of snails in the field. He thought it was rare, so he kept it in his own water tank."

"It's strange to say that since the snail was placed in the water tank, the guy went to the field every day and went home. The home was cooked and the house was spotless."

"The guy is curious about how things like this happen in the family, and he tells everyone about it, but others don't know the reason."

"Junior sister, guess what's going on here?"

Although Mu Wan was nervous, she still listened to Han Muye's words carefully. Hearing his question, she hurriedly said, "Senior brother, are you saying that this snail is actually a big demon, and that food and house cleaning are all his actions?"

"So, the snail demon, isn't it bad?"

Zhao Yu and the others behind Han Muye looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

What time is it, this Young Master Han is still interested in telling stories with his Taoist companions.

Could it be that this story can still make those worms that have rushed in front of them give up their attacks?

Zhao Yu and the others held swords in their hands and rushed forward.

At this moment, Han Muye's voice sounded, "Junior sister, I'll tell you."

"When the farm boy put the snails in his own water tank, he was already dead."

"The snail ate his soul and controlled his body. Everything was done by the guy himself, but he didn't know it at all."

"He told everyone that he actually wanted to attract more people, and then devour more souls."

"It's like, this star is completely swallowed up."

A star, all swallowed clean!

When Han Muye's voice fell, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

Those worms all made a "呲呲" sound, as if Han Muye had revealed the secret, and roared furiously.