Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"Om-"

The sword light vibrated, and the thirty-two pairs of sword lights on the bluestone were scattered and seemed to collapse directly.

The surrounding Jiange disciples looked complicated, their mouths wide open, but they didn't even dare to let out the air.

Is the treasure of his own sect just destroyed like this?

Their cultivation base is not enough, their vision is not enough, and they cannot see the meaning of the collision of swords and lights.

Qi Yu stared at Jianguang, the string in his heart was tense, almost breaking.

Han Muye's sword light that spanned 300,000 years can actually be on par with the sword light of the senior sword master, and they are both destroyed?

"Om-"

The sword light vibrated.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, his eyes pierced through time and space, facing a black-haired Taoist man wearing a lavender robe.

"Junior disciple, there is a person like you, I, Jiange, be happy." The Taoist looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.

He raised his hand, and ninety-nine sword lights turned into illusions, and the shuttle exploded, flashing like thousands of halos.

"How about this sword?" The Taoist said softly.

Han Muye nodded.

This sword was countless times stronger than the thirty-two sword lights before.

This is the true inheritance of this senior.

"My deity, Su Xinghe, I hope that he will meet in the Immortal Realm." The Taoist laughed and waved, and all the scenes in front of him disappeared.

The halo before Han Muye's eyes also turned into nothingness.

He shook his head, the thirty-two sword lights dissipated, and then condensed with the sword lights stored on the bluestone.

He left his strength in the bluestone, making the sword light that was smashed by his sword light even more solid.

After 300,000 years, his sword light confronted Senior Su Xinghe, the master of the sword pavilion who had already set foot in the fairy world.

Although he was able to defeat the opponent's thirty-two sword lights, he couldn't resist the sword that contained ninety-nine sword lights.

In the end, it is a strong senior, and the means are indeed extraordinary.

The sword light on the bluestone was still there, more solid than before, which made all the disciples of the sword pavilion breathe a sigh of relief.

Qi Yu turned to look at Han Muye, nodded lightly, and bowed slightly.

He sees more than others.

Others only saw sixty-four sword lights, but he saw ninety-nine swordsmanships that were as bright as a galaxy.

This Muye sword ancestor got the inheritance of the sword master from 300,000 years ago.

The sword pavilion has not had a sword master for a long time.

The elders of all parties are in charge of the authority of the sword pavilion.

The most important reason is that no one has the ability to suppress the entire sword pavilion and obtain the inheritance of those ancient times.

Could it be that this one is really a man of heaven?

Walking all the way, to appreciate the background and vicissitudes of Jiange's history, Qi Yu Daozu led them to the front of a large hall.

Ask the Heart Hall.

The vicissitudes of life of the handwriting, it seems that every stroke is engraved with a sword.

Looking at the big characters, it was as if standing under a starry sky, analyzing his heart.

What is the purpose of practicing in this life?

"Please." Qi Yu raised his hand and motioned Han Muye to climb the stairs.

The elder disciples of Jiange who followed Qi Yu had flashes of excitement and a trace of worry on their faces.

Ninety percent of the sword cultivators who entered the Hall of Asking Heart joined the Sword Pavilion.

But there was also an adult who eventually collapsed in kendo and lost his soul.

Han Muye entered the Hall of Inquiry today, will he become a member of the sword pavilion, or will he have an accident?

Huang Zhihu and the others looked at each other, but did not set foot on the stone steps.

This Hall of Inquiry is the core of the Jiange, and not many are qualified to enter.

Even Qi Yu, the elders of the sword pavilion, will only enter the hall once in this life.

"The secret of my sword pavilion is here, Muye Jianzu, take care." Qi Yu cupped his hands and shouted.

Han Muye didn't look back, just stood on the stone steps, nodded, stepped out, raised his hand and pushed away the bronze-colored ten-zhang gate, and disappeared in front of the main hall.

Everyone waited quietly in front of the nine stone steps.

Han Muye stepped into the hall, and what he saw was endless sword light.

From the moment he stepped into the hall, he was surrounded by the sea of ​​sword light.

"Thorn-"

A sword light condensed into a long sword and slashed towards his neck.

Han Muye's figure kept moving, and he stepped forward.

"when--"

A sword flew out from the Wanhe Sword Box, blocking the sword.

The two swords collided, shaking the surrounding sword light away.

This blow seems to be the fuse.

In an instant, countless sword lights condensed into substance, streaked with countless mysterious streamers, and slammed into Han Muye.

Each of these swords, with the sword intent and power contained on them, can directly kill a kendo saint.

There is such a terrifying and tyrannical power hidden in the Hall of Asking Heart?

Han Muye's eyes lit up.

"Om-"

In the Wanhe sword box, the long and short swords fell in his hands, the long sword was raised in front, and the short sword was protecting the body.

At this moment, his body conformed to the sword light, and people followed the sword.

"when--"

A Qingfeng sword that hit three feet in front of him was picked up by the long sword and hit several swords behind him, breaking a path.

Han Muye stepped out and went a step further, slashing the sword in his hand horizontally. The long sword stabbing from the left side smashed into the air and hit the sword that fell in the air, leaving a piece of space.

Han Muye took a sword step by step, and not a single sword could fall three feet in front of him.

With a dagger in his hand to protect his body, as long as there is a sword behind him, all of them will be knocked into the air.

Ten steps.

Hundred steps.

Thousand steps.

10,000 steps.

After walking ten thousand steps, all the long swords in the void were shot down.

In front of Han Muye, the sword light was like a dragon, the cyan long sword swirled and swirled, and the purple short swords slashed horizontally, without seeing the head and the tail.

After 10,000 steps, the swords in the void only flashed and did not gather again.

But these flashing swords already possess the power of space, and every flashing position is tricky and weird.

Sometimes a sword disappeared thousands of feet away, and when it reappeared, it was Han Muye's back.

Sometimes a sword suddenly disappeared just after being cut off, and reappeared, it turned out to be at Han Muye's feet.

And the fleeting sword, unable to capture the trajectory at all.

Such a sword is the realm of the ancestors of swordsmanship, and it cannot be resisted.

If Daozu Qi Yu came here, he would have been defended by the long sword, and he would have been defeated on the spot.

I am afraid that only Han Muye is the only person in the cultivation world who can reach this place with swordsmanship.

The double swords in Han Muye's hands were steady and agile.

As long as a sword appears within three feet, it will be knocked into the air in the next instant.

No sword could stay three feet in his body.

Within three feet, I am invincible.

"boom--"

A long sword was knocked into the air, and Han Muye suddenly stepped out in one step, then flew up, and went straight up ten feet.

The man was in the void, the Wanhe sword box behind him was uncovered, and Wan Dao sword light slammed down.

All the long swords converged into dragons and slammed into the void ahead.

"when--"

The sound of roaring explosions came, and in front of Han Muye, a nine-story sword tower appeared.

Sword tower!

Nine-story sword tower!

This sword tower turned out to be the Jiuyuan Sword Tower that Han Muye thought was taken away!

The sword tower in the sword pavilion was not taken away, but stayed.

This is the real back-hand of the sword pavilion!

In this world, if any force dares to attack the sword pagoda, I am afraid that in the end, it will be broken in front of this sword pagoda!

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, watching his sword dragon collide with the nine-story sword tower and roar.

Above the sword tower, the sword light gathered and turned into a long dragon.

To outsiders, this is a collision of swords.

But only a true kendo master knows that here, every sword is a kind of swordsmanship, a kind of sword intent.

Wan Jian against Wan Jian, Wan Dao against Wan Dao.

The background of the swordsmanship of the sword pavilion is actually so strong!

"Bam—"

The sword lights and dragons collided, Han Muye raised his hand, and all the swords returned.

Above the sword tower, the long swords also gathered again.

Han Muye's gaze fell in front of the sword tower.

There was a sword cultivator in a blue robe.

Jian Xiu raised his head, the divine light in his eyes collided with Han Muye.

"It's you!"

Jianxiu looked at Han Muye, surprise flashed on his old face.

Han Muye bowed slightly and bowed his hands.

The one in front of him, he had seen before.

When I collected Liukui Pavilion on Broken Star Island back then, I had seen it in Liukui Pavilion's swordsmanship memory and faced this person directly.

"There is a genius like you in this world. In such a short period of time, you have grown into a powerhouse that even this seat can't see through."

Staring at Han Muye, Jian Xiu spoke softly.

Looking at Han Muye, Jianxiu suddenly said, "Are you the inheritor of Murong Zheng?"

Murong Zheng, the Lord of the Divine Court in this world.

Han Muye nodded.

He is indeed the inheritor of the God Emperor.

Most of his chances were inherited from the divine court.

The various treasures in his hands and the resources gathered by all parties are the remains of the divine court.

"Hey, Murong hasn't given up yet." Jian Xiu sighed and looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.

"Don't say it, you really have a chance."

"Come on, this Xuanling Sword Sect, Guan Dongyun, once was in charge of the Xuanling Sword Sect's Temple of Heaven, and was ordered to hunt down the rebels of the Moruo tribe. Unfortunately, he fell into this world."

"Pass this test, take charge of the Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda, and obtain the inheritance of my Xuanling Sword Sect."

Jian Xiu drank lowly, and his figure dissipated directly.

Just as he dissipated, Han Muye's body phantoms appeared one after another.

The cyan phantom reveals the unique rolling force of immortal energy.

This is the suppression of spiritual qi practice, even if there is only a trace, it can make a heavenly realm strong.

The power that each immortal qi transformed into is equivalent to Han Muye's cultivation base.

"Om-"

A long sword slashed towards Han Muye's head.

The speed of that sword light is approaching the extreme.

Jianguang shreds the void and shreds Han Muye's figure.

But his body shattered and recovered in an instant.

"Qing Xin, this is asking Xin?"

Shaking his head, Han Muye walked slowly.

Let those long swords pierce his body, the immortal energy is rampant, and the expression on his face does not change in the slightest.

His figure was torn apart and restored.

"Bam—"

After ten steps, all the cyan figures dissipated, leaving only a dark golden token on the long table in front.

Temple of Heaven.

There are three golden handwritings on the token, and mysterious patterns are interlaced.

All illusions come from this token.

Han Muye didn't know what others saw here and what they would encounter in the end, but he saw this token.

In this Hall of Inquiry, there is a great formation of swordsmanship and inheritance, but the foundation is the strength left by the strong predecessors.

The Xuanling Sword Sect powerhouse Guan Dongyun, who was chasing Zhu Ling back then, was seriously injured and fell, leaving behind this test.

The Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda or other inheritances have long been taken away by the predecessors of the Sword Pavilion.

Over the past tens of thousands of years, it was impossible for Han Muye to be the only person who could come here.

As for the previous scenes, they were all illusions.

But this illusion is no worse than the real Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda.

Without the power to break the Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda, I am afraid I can only drink hatred.

But for Han Muye, what he got here was a token, not a sword tower, but a good thing.

A Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda is far inferior to the order of the Hall Master of the Xuntian Temple in his hand at this time.

With this thing, he can have the status of a disciple of Xuanling Sword Sect.

Step into the fairyland in this capacity, enter the Xuanling Sword Sect, and then practice quietly.

Who would have thought that Zhou Tian in the God Realm, the disciple of the Immortal Master Tongtian who had been searching for five million years in the Immortal Realm, turned out to be a member of a Kendo sect in the Immortal Realm?

Holding the golden token, Han Muye showed a smile.

After pondering for a moment, he raised his hand and a Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda appeared.

There are three Jiuyuan sword towers in his hand, one is divided into one, and there are two more.

Anyway, this treasure is rarely used in the future.

Holding the Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda in his hand, Han Muye walked out of the hall quickly.

When he appeared on the stone steps in front of the Hall of Inquiry, everyone was staring at the ninth-story sword tower.

"Friends of the sword pavilion, Han Mou Meng inherited the sword pagoda and obtained this sword pagoda."

"Step into the Hall of Inquiry today, pass the test of the seniors, and gain recognition."

Holding the Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda in his hand, Han Muye glanced around.

Pass the test and get recognized!

Even if all the disciples of the sword pavilion knew that Han Muye had a sword tower in his hand, and knew the purpose of his coming here, their hearts were still agitated.

Daozu Qi Yu and the people beside him glanced at each other, took a breath, and bowed gently on the stone steps.

Han Muye held the Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda in his hand, raised his hand and tossed it.

This nine-story sword tower once appeared in the sword pavilion.

But it has not been seen for tens of thousands of years.

Some of the elders of the sword pavilion know that this nine-story sword tower was originally owned by the elders and has been taken to the fairyland.

I just can't imagine how this sword tower could be in Han Muye's hands.

Is it really the chance that the first elder gave Han Muye?

None of those ordinary disciples knew that the Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda was not in this realm, and when they heard what Han Muye said, seeing him put the Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda in the sword pavilion, they all cheered excitedly.

With the suppression of the Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda, the sword pavilion is the largest force in the world, and no one can match it!

"Meet the sword master!"

someone shouted.

"Meet the sword master—"

Countless voices converge.

Qi Yu and the others bowed and shouted, "Meet the sword master!"

Han Muye stood in front of the Inquiry Hall with a calm expression and accepted the title.

Tianxuan Han Xiang, Muye Sword Ancestor, inherited the position of Sword Master in the Sword Pavilion and became the Lord of the Sword Pavilion, the Muye Sword Master.

The strongest kendo in this party has become the leader of the largest kendo force in the cultivation world of this party.

The practitioners in the world were in an uproar.

In the entire Upper Heaven Domain, countless forces are watching.

Tianxuan Han Muye has become the master of the sword pavilion, so will he be the next step to unify the heavenly domain?

The eyes of countless people turned to Yuling Daozong.

In the main hall of Wuji Daomen, several core elders surrounded the Sect Master Chu Yuandaozu.

"Sect Master, Yuling Daozong hasn't replied yet, what should we do in the situation in the upper heaven?" A white-bearded Taoist said in a low voice with a melancholy expression on his face.

Others also looked extremely complicated.

No one is reconciled to the fact that there is a divine court on top of this sect.

However, Han Muye's general situation has been completed, and he quietly controls the sword pavilion, which is already aimed at rebuilding the divine court and imposing a mighty presence on the cultivation world.

If you want to resist, you can only unite with Daomen Yuling Daozong, and other sects in the world will block it together.

But now Yuling Daozong has not made a statement, which makes all parties panic and uneasy.

"This sect master has sent Zhu Wu to Wuyang Pavilion. When he returns, there will be news." Chuyuan Daozu shook his head and spoke softly.

The Daoists who are enlightened are the disciples of Chuyuan Daozu, and they are also the strongest among the second generation of Wuji Daomen.

At the beginning, all Taoists who were enlightened went to the land of Taoism to seek opportunities, and after returning to the upper heaven, they flew into the sky.

Hearing the words of Daozu Chuyuan, many people breathed a sigh of relief.

In this cultivation world, the only one that can buy news from all sides is Wuyang Pavilion.

As long as I can get the exact information, I feel that the future direction of the sect will be worth it no matter how much I pay.

After all, in the current situation, stepping out one step is the danger of the sect being destroyed.

"Master, the disciple has received the news of Wuyang Pavilion!" A voice came from the void, and the exhausted Taoists stepped in.

Now, he is already the Lord Zhu Wudao.

Zhu Wu Daojun held a jade box sealed by Dao Dao Lingwen in his hand and sent it to Chuyuan Daozu.

All the Wuji Daomen elders held their breaths as they watched Chuyuan Daozu open the seal and took out a thin sheet of paper.

"hiss--"

After unfolding the page, Yuan Daozu took a breath of cold air, trembled all over, widened his eyes, and his body was full of uncontrollable surging spiritual energy.

The expressions of the elders changed, and they couldn't help but lean forward, only to see only a clear line on the page.

"Yuling Daozong Supreme Elder, Muye Jianzu."