Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

A blue wooden staff fell into his hand.

This wooden stick is exactly the same shape as the grass whip he once held in his hand.

It's just that the power surging in this wooden staff is ten thousand times deeper, and the level of power in it is also ten thousand times higher.

In front of Han Muye, the white-bearded and white-haired Styx Immortal nodded, sighed, and slowly disappeared.

Entering the Styx with the body, the body dies and the Tao disappears.

A strong immortal who stayed from the last calamity disappeared.

I don't know if he really woke up when he died.

Following the fall of the Styx Immortal, Huang Laoliu beside Han Muye shuddered, and behind him was an eight-armed and three-headed demon statue.

The holy image just returned, and suddenly the golden light flashed, and the ninth arm, the tenth arm, and the sixteen arms emerged.

Three poems are also turned into six poems.

Holding the Heavenly Slaughter Spear in his hand, and the sixteen-armed golem behind his back, when Huang Laoliu stood in the air and stepped out of the long blue river, a golden light shone on him.

Except for the soul-suppressing banner refined by Tao Ran and the others, all the opportunities left by the Immortal Styx were taken by Huang Laoliu.

The spirit of the immortal reverberates the power of the magic icon.

The real body turned into a battle armor.

All the battle spears of the Heavenly Slaughter Immortal Venerable were refined by him.

Han Muye was a little jealous of Huang Laoliu's luck.

Fortunately, his own trip was not bad.

The power of rules left by Tong Tianmu, the most powerful man in the last time.

The power of life and death rules of the Styx Immortal.

This is the power that even the immortals have to go all out to understand and pursue.

What's more, he also controls the power of calamity that can truly integrate the power of immortals into rules.

With the power of calamity in his body, he can fuse and control more rules.

"They invited me to the God Realm, do you want to go?" Huang Laoliu looked at Han Muye with a questioning look in his eyes.

Go to God Realm?

invite?

I'm afraid it's not as simple as an invitation.

The existence that can prevent the opening of the calamity, the God Realm is afraid that it will not be allowed to stay in the mortal world.

Fortunately, outsiders could not investigate in the blood river just now, and it is not known who made the move to stop Liang Jie and make the Styx Immortal Venerable fall.

At this time, Huang Laoliu seemed to have got all the opportunities, so Huang Laoliu was invited by the God Realm.

Han Muye nodded, and his voice sounded in Huang Lao Liu Shen's possession.

"Go, Sixth Brother, you can't control your own strength for the time being, you can use the power of calming the calamity to go to the God Realm to practice."

"You go to stabilize your strength first, we will meet in the God Realm."

With this achievement today, God Realm naturally has a lot of resources in hand.

With these resources, Huang Laoliu can refine the body of the immortal.

Once the Immortal Venerable's real body is refined, it will not be much worse if you can't reach the sky in one step and possess the power of the Immortal Venerable.

During this trip to the Styx, the one who gained the most was Huang Lao Liu.

Huang Laoliu nodded with a smile on his face.

"Okay, I will go to the God Realm here, and I will definitely create a world."

"Tell Pingmei and Zhihu that I have gone to the God Realm."

Laughing loudly, he raised his hand and snatched nearly a thousand of Luo Ren and the others. Following the guidance of the divine light in the sky, he walked away.

This can be said to be a person who has attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven.

With Luo Ren and his cultivation, he also had the opportunity to follow Huang Lao Liu to the God Realm.

With Huang Laoliu, the strong man who controls the real body of the immortal, they really can't do too badly.

Seeing the divine light disappear, Han Muye's expression darkened.

Huang Laoliu went to the God Realm on his behalf.

The God Realm is a good place, but it has already been divided up, and if you go there, you will have to live with others.

No matter who killed the Immortal Venerable Styx and prevented the opening of the Calamity, this credit is all false.

No matter who goes to the God Realm this time, they will be probed, monitored, and tempted in various ways.

Huang Laoliu went to God Realm instead of Han Muye, leaving behind the opportunity to escape from control and develop quietly.

Just like on Yunchao Ridge back then, Huang Laoliu chose to enter the magic way without hesitation.

If Huang Laoliu didn't take all the credit and go to the God Realm instead of Han Muye, both of them would be attracted to the God Realm.

The God Realm will not let Huang Laoliu, who got the opportunity of the Immortal Venerable, stay in the mortal world.

Fortunately, today's Huang Laoliu has the real body of the immortal, the heavenly slaughter gun, the sixteen-armed golem, and the rule of life and death.

He can live comfortably in the God Realm.

Just uncomfortable.

Han Muye's eyes lit up, he should quickly understand the affairs of the mortal world and go to the God Realm.

Only the God Realm is the world where the real powers can compete.

Han Muye turned his head and looked at the holy city below.

The black and white scrolls and ink pens vibrate, turning into a light boat with white sails.

Two figures in white robes and black gowns stood at the bow of the boat, and Tao Ran, the patriarch in coir raincoat, sat at the stern.

On the boat, there is a palpitating power that is close to the rules of life and death.

This boat can cross between life and death.

"In the future, we will ferry on this newborn River of Styx. Only those who really need a chance, we will let them step on this boat and cross life and death."

Patriarch Tao Ran looked at Han Muye and spoke softly.

"Tell girl Suzhen that I have found her mother, and we will not go back." Li Mubai, who was wearing a black gown, held the hand of the white-clothed figure beside him, and said with a light smile.

life, hold death.

Regardless.

Crossing life and death, crossing the Styx River.

There is no soul-suppressing banner in the world anymore, only the ferry boat on the Styx River.

Or, call it the Scroll of Life and Death.

This is the power gathered by the rules of life and death in the world, controlled by Patriarch Tao Ran and Li Mubai together.

They can change life and death.

This is the power of rules.

This is also a kind of practice, and it is one step to reach the sky, the strength is no less than the peak of the general fairy, and even the half-step fairy can resist.

The key is that they control the rules of life and death, immortality.

For practitioners, this is a real opportunity.

Patriarch Tao Ran and Li Mubai's couple chose to control this field because of their chance.

Han Muye nodded, bowed his hands downward, and retreated towards the void.

It's over here, you can leave.

Below, with a long howl, seven carved dragon beasts flew up and rested at his feet.

On the other side, Zhu Lao and Feng Lao also flew aside.

They were all willing to follow Han Muye to leave the land of Styx.

As for the other people in the holy city, some will leave, and some will stay forever.

Han Muye stepped on the back of the carved dragon and flew thousands of miles away, when suddenly his whole body shook.

In front of him, a towering tree covered the sky.

Tongtianmu!

The branches and leaves on the big tree trembled, directly enveloping Han Muye and the seven-headed dragon carving beasts in it!

"Hehe, in this match, it is the deity who will win in the end."

An old voice sounded.

Han Qi's body was imprisoned, unable to move at all.

His physical strength and spiritual strength are tyrannical, but his understanding of the Dao of Heaven and Earth is extremely shallow.

Of course, no matter how advanced his cultivation is and how powerful his strength is, it is impossible for him to have the power to act in front of an immortal.

At this moment, standing in front of him and Han Muye was an old man with white beard wearing a black robe.

A dull halo flashed on the black robe, with leaf veins showing through it.

In the squinted eyes, there is a crystal light that seems to contain a whole world of divine light.

"Tiantianmu." Han Muye whispered softly.

If he hadn't met Tongtian Immortal Venerable and heard a lecture under his seat, Han Muye would have recognized the old man in front of him as Tongtian Immortal Venerable.

Because apart from the different colors and patterns of their clothes, their faces are almost the same.

But Han Muye has the inheritance of the Immortal Venerable Tongtian, so he knows the difference between the two kinds of power.

He also has the power breath of the one in front of him.

From the previous measurement.

The most powerful person who was bombarded last time, Tongtianmu.

"The way of luck has turned red and purple, people like you are really the darling of the way of heaven." The old man in black robe looked at Han Muye and whispered with a smile.

"Let the deity think about it, when did the deity start paying attention to you."

"Is that the grass whip?"

"Hehe, your growth is really fast..."

With emotion flashing across his face, the old man looked at Han Muye with a smile.

There was no smile in his eyes.

"You are rampant in the fairy world, and the deity is watching all those things in the god world."

"It's such a brave man."

With a flick of his hand, streaks of light emerged.

In this stream of light, there are various appearances of Han Muye in Yunlan City and Xianxian City.

There is also the matter of him snatching the Five Elements Sacred Furnace in the God Realm, all of which are revealed one by one.

"Five-shaped god furnace, that is a good thing."

"I am very curious about why your sword practice can improve so rapidly."

The old man showed curiosity on his face.

"Also, how could the Mo Luo clan that this deity subdued back then recognize you as the master?"

"They only recognize the deity, or the one who was suppressed in Shenyuan Tiangong."

The old man raised his hand, and the gray light in his palm enveloped Han Muye's head.

"Suppress your soul and body, and you will be able to figure out all this deity."

The divine light penetrated into the top of Han Muye's head, and then crashed into his divine treasure.

"Om—"

Four five-element furnaces appeared directly, floating around Han Muye's body.

But this Five Elements God Stove can't stop the power of the Immortal Venerable Powerhouse at all, but it is bounced away with just one touch.

Then, the bluish-gray power rushed towards the depths of Han Muye's divine treasure.

"Canglang—"

A long sword transformed from a divine soul appeared, blocking the gray power.

With a flash of sword light, this power was cut off.

The old man was taken aback for a moment, his face was not surprised but happy.

"Okay, sure enough, the cultivation of swordsmanship is extraordinary, and he can already use the soul as a sword, and use the sword to become the Dao."

He stretched out his finger and touched Han Muye's forehead.

Another bluish-gray force that was countless times more magnificent than before crashed down.

Han Muye's whole body trembled, the Absolute Immortal Sword in Shenzang couldn't stop this force, and retreated backward.

The old man laughed loudly, all the blue-gray power turned into a snare, and in Han Muye's divine treasure, there was a shock, enveloping the Absolute Immortal Sword.

But before he took out the Absolute Immortal Sword, a flash of sword light came from nowhere, just a flicker, it chopped all his gray power into pieces, and then turned it into thousands of paths to suppress it.

Trapped in the fairy sword!

The old man lost contact with the gray aura in Han Muye's sacred treasure, and was taken aback for a moment.

"well!"

He let out a long laugh and looked at Han Muye: "I didn't expect you to have such a means."

"Although the power of this deity cannot be measured and cannot be condensed into rules, it is not something you, a junior, can suppress."

"Only rules can suppress rules."

He smiled and reached out for the third time.

It's just that his hand was stretched out, but it stopped in mid-air.

In front of him, Han Muye's body clearly shone with a gray aura that was exactly the same as his power aura.

His power was refined by Han Muye!

"Refining the power of the Immortal Venerable?" Seeing the blue-gray halo on Han Muye's body, the old man showed a trace of complexity.

"If I met a talented person like you in the last calamity, I will definitely teach you well."

"Unfortunately, the power of this deity is beyond the reach of heaven and earth in this calamity, and this deity is not interested in cultivating disciples carefully."

His hand didn't stay any longer, and pressed towards the top of Han Muye's head.

"Om—"

Han Muye raised his hand, two fingers blocked the old man's palm.

"Boy, you will never know the power of the Immortal Venerable, nor will you understand what is called—the rules!"

The old man's eyes widened as he watched Han Muye's fingers intertwined with black and white power.

Then, these two forces become one bet.

He knew that Han Muye seemed to have controlled the power of life and death of Immortal Styx Styx.

He also saw Han Muye refining his own power.

But this is nothing.

Before the rules, the power of the Immortal Venerable was just a child's play.

As the strongest man in the previous calamity, of course he has mastered the rules.

It's just that the power of the rules was stripped away and fused into another body.

Otherwise, he would not have been beheaded in the last calamity.

But at this time, he unexpectedly saw a junior controlling the rules.

"The fusion of the powers of calamity is the rule." Han Muye's fingertips flashed a cyan halo, tapped on the old man's palm, and then spoke softly.

The old man opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say a word.

His body slowly melted away.

never came.

A strong immortal venerable just like that became invisible, vanished into thin air, his body died and his dao disappeared.

Before the calamity, the immortals were like ants.

If he had known that Han Muye controlled the power of calamity, the old man would not have come.

A surging force fed back and poured into Han Muye's body.

The thickness of power is something he can't digest at all.

This power was fused with the power of Measuring Calamity, and then turned into pieces of blue-gray spar, which were stored in Han Muye's divine treasure.

A total of one million pieces of blue-gray spar are neatly arranged.

On each piece, there is a mighty power of rules shining.

This spar turned out to contain the existence of rule power.

Han Muye didn't understand what this spar could be used for, but he knew that these were the accumulation of an immortal.

This immortal is still the strongest in the last calamity.

"Tiantian Immortal Venerable, Tongtianmu." Looking at the sky slowly recovering its clarity, Han Muye whispered softly.

Tongtian Immortal Venerable and Tongtianmu should be related.

It's just that Han Muye couldn't guess what was the relationship between them.

But among them, Han Muye knew something.

First, Tong Tianmu didn't know about the transmission of the Dharma five million years ago.

Second, I don't know about my own comprehension means, and the Tongtianmu, the inheritance of swordsmanship.

Thirdly, Tongtianmu didn't know that he controlled a force of calamity.

From this point of view, if someone hadn't deliberately blocked these messages, then there were some powers that the Immortal Venerable could not detect.

For example, the amount of robbery.

"Brother!" Han Qi, who finally resumed his actions, looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice.

There was a look of emotion on his face.

With the Immortal Venerable in front, he thought he was bound to die.

I never imagined that I would be able to live so intact.

How strong is my elder brother?

"Fellow Daoist Han." Zhu Lao and Feng Lao who flew over also bowed.

They couldn't see anything just now, and couldn't perceive anything.

The suppression of this kind of power made them understand that they must have encountered a peerless powerhouse.

It is estimated that the only one who can make them have no power to resist is the immortal?

In such a situation, they can still survive.

"Let's go." Han Muye shook his head, he didn't want to say more, he mobilized the power of heaven and earth, and flew away.

These things that I came into contact with today cannot be known to outsiders.

What is God Realm planning?

Did Tongtianmu really fall?

All of this can only be known by stepping into that level.

Also, what exactly does Immortal Venerable Tongtian want to do?

Han Muye felt that he should meet with Tongtian Xianzun.

Some things need to be clarified.

Back in the world of Xianyuan, Han Muye went to meet Lu Qingping and Huang Zhihu in person.

Huang Laoliu went to the God Realm to practice, and he didn't know when he would see him again, which made Lu Qingping and Huang Zhihu flustered for a while.

But when they heard that Huang Laoliu got the real body of Styx Immortal and needed help from the God Realm to control it, the two were relieved again.

These are unimaginable opportunities for practitioners.

Immortal Venerable, but the end of world practice.

The God Realm is also the place where practitioners in the world seek.

Huang Laoliu can reach the sky in one step, as his close relatives, Lu Qingping and Huang Zhihu are naturally delighted.

"Brother Zhenxiong stayed with me in the mortal world for so many years, and I was the one who restrained him." Lu Qingping sighed softly, and looked at Huang Zhihu who was beside him.

"And Zhihu, you have to practice hard, don't embarrass your father."

"Maybe when I see your father again, he will already be the King of Gods."

Not to mention, with Huang Lao Liu's unfathomable luck, it's really possible.

Even Han Muye felt that if he didn't cultivate well, he might really be no match for Huang Laoliu when he met Huang Laoliu.

Huang Zhihu is now in charge of the sword repair army to attack the Tonghe Immortal Realm, and his combat power is tyrannical.

According to Han Muye's confession, practitioners in the fairyland world temper themselves in the battle of the fairyland.

With Li Yungang and his immortal monarchs in charge, nothing will happen.

Han Muye returned to the Jiange, and met Mu Wan who devoted herself to alchemy.

He told Mu Wan what happened in Styx.

"Sixth brother can have such a chance?"

"It's just that my sister-in-law has suffered a lot. It's the same as before, and I have to suffer again."

"It's great. Senior Li Mubai can stay with Sister Suzhen's mother-in-law, it's considered complete."

Looking up at Han Muye, Mu Wan showed a complicated expression on her face.

All these stories that sound fantastic are all experienced by my seniors!

"Senior brother, I know that I don't have that ability, I can only shrink in the alchemy room to refine the elixir."

"Your life is really wonderful."

She also wanted to accompany Han Muye to fight the sword to the end of the world.

But she knew that she was not good at fighting.

She was afraid of causing trouble to Han Muye.

She was afraid that Han Muye would be distracted.

Like Yun Jin, they all stayed behind carefully, not to worry Han Muye.

Looking at the light red stamen between Mu Wan's eyebrows, Han Muye smiled lightly.

He didn't tell Mu Wantong about Tianmu.

He didn't let Mu Wan know that her own blood might be related to a calamity.

One day, Mu Wan's identity will cause trouble.

But Han Muye is not afraid.

As long as one's strength is strong enough, what troubles can't be settled?

"Okay, don't focus on alchemy anymore, let's go back to Tianxuan."

Pulling up Mu Wan, Han Muye turned around and left.

To Tianxuan?

These words surprised Mu Wan.

A few days later, Mu Wan, Yun Jin, and Han Muye, who was dressed in Confucian robes and white shirts, returned to the Profound Sky World, drove a fairy boat, and wandered up and down the river all day long.

There are also many legends on the big river.

It is said that there is a fairy boat, and whoever is invited to board it will have the opportunity to practice.

Whether it is a mortal or a practitioner, there are opportunities.

This story has been passed down for decades, hundreds of years.

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Taichen Spirit Realm is a spiritual realm under the Rain-covering Immortal Realm.

The spirit world, also known as the Hualing Pool in the fairy world, is the middle place that isolates the immortals.

The spirit world does not have its own big world, it is a vassal of the fairy world.

Every spiritual world is connected to countless mortal worlds through the Ascension Terrace, and connected to the Immortal World through the Ascension Terrace.

There are hundreds of worlds like the Taichen Spirit Realm under the rule of the Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm.

The Taichen Spirit Realm was previously under the control of the Blood Battle Sect of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm. The Blood Battle Sect withdrew a year ago, and it is said that this realm was handed over to another faction.

It's just that no one from that side came to take over the Taichen Spirit Realm, but some disciples of the Blood War Sect quietly stayed in this world, gathering a side of power.

This is normal. After all, for the sect of the fairy world, with so many spirit worlds, it is nothing if one or two are missing without sending guards.

In many spirit worlds, even if there are guarding disciples, there is usually no one to take care of them.

"Have you heard, this time the Blood War Sect seems to be planning to take advantage of the opening of the Ascension to Immortal Terrace to destroy a world." Watching the aura start to flicker on the Ascension to Immortal Terrace in the distance, someone whispered.

"Of course I know, isn't it just that there was a turmoil in the world a few years ago, and Shengxiantai was sealed off, which made the bloody battle sect very annoyed."

"Many people ascended from that realm before, but they are still locked in the Immortal Lock Pond. When the millennium comes, they can't convert fairy spirits, so they will just disappear."

Along with the sound of discussion, the pillars of light on the Shengxiantai lit up.

A figure stepped out of the beam of light.

These people are basically rich, powerful, and extraordinary.

Walking down the Shengxiantai, each of them showed different states.

Some people laughed wildly, some wept sadly, some pretended to be calm, and some sighed to the sky.

These various gestures are common in the spirit world.

For immortal cultivators who were born and bred in the spiritual world, there is nothing special about this world.

But for those practitioners who have ascended, this is the beginning of their achievement of immortality.

"Hehe, the old man has worked hard for 320,000 years and missed the fate of ascension twice. Today, he finally crossed the catastrophe and stepped into the spirit world."

"Haha, then I'd like to call Fellow Daoist Brother, I've practiced for 248,000 years, and finally became the pinnacle of the world. Stepping into the Immortal Ascension Platform is really a joy in life."

"Hmph, they're all younger brothers."

...

The life of the predecessors of Shengxiantai was varied.

At this time, in front of a platform to ascend to immortality, several disciples of the Blood War Sect wearing blood-red battle armor and holding blood-colored spears looked gloomy.

Behind them is a group of hundreds of practitioners with excited faces.

According to what the disciples of the Blood War Sect said, they were going to a realm, and they would smash this realm when Ascension to Immortal Terrace opened.

Because this realm was disrespectful to the bloody battle sect back then.

Break a world, and all the resources in it can be taken away.

These people who came today, some had ascended from the mortal world, and some were recruited from the spiritual world, all came for plunder.

"Om—"

A beam of light rises on the Shengxiantai.

Several bloody figures in front stepped up to Xiantai.

The practitioners behind also quickly followed.

When the surrounding beams of light gathered, a practitioner in black robe suddenly flew up and rushed into the beam of light.

"Fellow Daoist Xianyuan hurry back, the bloody battle sect powerhouse is here to intercept and kill this world, the old man Zhao Yang used to be the God General of Shenting Duwei, and today he desperately reported the letter—uh..."