Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Zhao Yang's words were blocked by the strong immortal energy.

In front of him, the once-familiar world of fairy origin, the fairy energy that came from nowhere.

Immortal?

How could there be immortality in the mundane world?

"boom--"

A beam of light behind Zhao Yang rushed out vigorously, knocking his body away.

Several disciples of the bloody battle sect stepped out with battle guns in their hands, and then stood there in a daze.

Then, their figures were knocked away by those practitioners from the Taichen spiritual world who rushed out.

"Fairy Qi..."

"Are we here in the Immortal Realm?"

"Brothers of the Blood Battle Sect originally wanted to bring us to the Immortal Realm?"

Everyone cheered, but those disciples of the Blood War Sect looked blank.

That's right, this should be the world of Xianyuan...

The passage to the Immortal World is not the Immortal Ascension Platform at all.

"Ascension to Immortal Terrace is open, you can go to Hualingchi."

"Everyone take care."

A voice came from outside Shengxiantai, making everyone look up.

I saw practitioners wearing various robes lined up with solemn faces.

Practitioners in the world of Xianyuan!

Zhao Yang glanced over and stared at an old man excitedly: "Fellow Taoist Zhu Chengyu, I am Zhao Yang!"

Hearing his words, the old man over there smiled and nodded, "General Zhao, long time no see."

Just say hello?

Zhao Yang flew up and rushed to the practitioners in the world of Xianyuan: "Everyone, go back quickly, the people of the bloody battle sect are going to destroy this world!"

Hearing his words, those cultivators from the Immortal Origin World looked at each other with smiles on their faces.

Zhao Yang was about to speak, but it was too late.

Everyone in the Blood Battle Sect laughed loudly, and the spears in their hands turned into blood dragons, rushing towards the practitioners in the Immortal Origin World.

The strength contained in this blow definitely surpassed the peak of Tianzun.

I don't know how many people will be killed by this shot!

Zhao Yang showed despair on his face.

So what if he desperately came to report the letter?

Still can't save the fate of Xianyuan World's shattering and falling.

So what if the world of Xianyuan is full of fairy energy?

Still cannot escape the fate of being bombarded and killed.

Just like the god emperor sacrificed himself back then, it didn't stop the fate of Shenting's fall.

Are some things destined?

Just when Zhao Yang was about to close his eyes and accept the reality, he suddenly widened his eyes.

In front of him, whether it was Zhu Chengyu who was familiar with him or other practitioners who seemed to have known each other, everyone was filled with endless and strong immortal energy.

Angel!

Everyone here is a fairy!

Those who can't see the end at a glance are all angels!

"boom--"

The blood-colored dragon collided with the fairy light in the realm of celestial beings and collapsed directly.

The disciples of the bloody battle sect who shot were shocked, and their bodies slowly turned into nothingness due to the backlash of the force.

If he missed a hit, he fell instead.

From the beginning to the end, the practitioners in Xianyuan World did not make a move.

There is no need for a celestial immortal to attack an ant-like low-level practitioner.

The rising celestial light shone, making all the practitioners who came from the spiritual world on Shengxiantai look bewildered.

This is really a fairyland...

"Everyone, the purpose of going to the spirit world is to dissipate the aura, and you must fully understand this process when the time comes."

In front of the practitioners in Xianyuan World, an old man in a blue-gray Taoist robe cupped his hands.

"This fairy energy should be suppressed in the spirit world, so as not to attract the power of the fairy world and go directly to the fairy world."

"Before I practiced in the Tonghe Immortal Realm, I experienced the training of the Spiritual Transformation Pool in the Spiritual Realm, so I know the reason."

"Miss Zhihu asked me to be your guide because she valued my experience in spiritual practice."

The old man is very humble, not like a strong celestial being who once practiced in the fairy world.

There is no way, most of the Tonghe Immortal Realm has been attacked by the Immortal Origin World, and more and more immortal cultivators are attached to them.

Those who can be valued are those who know how to be flexible.

"General Zhao, we are going to the spirit world, let's go together." Zhu Chengyu called out, bringing Zhao Yang back to his senses.

To the spirit world?

Zhao Yang looked around and said blankly: "This, this is the fairy world, there is fairy energy here, you guys, why are you going to the spirit world?"

That's right, the purpose of going to the spirit world is to go to the fairy world after refining the spiritual energy.

Now that there is immortal energy in this world, why go to the spirit world?

Wouldn't it be good to practice directly in this world?

"Hehe, this world was promoted to the Immortal World by Sword Master Jiuxuan Guanjian. The upper limit is still a bit lower. It is difficult for golden immortals to cross. We still have to go to the Rain-covering Immortal World to practice." Zhu Chengyu smiled.

What's the meaning?

Did not understand.

What a great look.

"Fellow daoists, are you going to the spirit world? If you don't, get out of the way." The old man in front looked at the practitioners from the spirit world standing on the Ascension to Immortal Platform, and said loudly.

For mere practitioners in the spiritual world, being able to speak so calmly and calmly is to save face.

If it weren't for being in the world of Xianyuan, it would be inconvenient to be too arrogant, and these minor cultivators in the spiritual world would block the way, and I would have smashed them all with a slap.

The spiritual practitioners looked at each other, then moved out of the way.

They are very well behaved.

A continuous stream of practitioners from the world of Xianyuan stepped into Shengxiantai.

There are many, and there is no end in sight.

This teleportation lasted for three months.

The cultivation base of every teleporter is qualified to step into the Immortal Terrace.

The exact number of people, the people in the spirit world have lost count.

It wasn't until everyone stepped on the ascending platform, and finally the beam of light on the ascending platform dissipated, that they slowly turned from panic to madness.

This is the fairyland!

How good is it to occupy this place and practice slowly?

Those cultivators in the fairy world are all fools.

Now, the world is yours!

"Have you laughed enough?"

"Leave Shengxiantai after laughing enough, and your cultivation base is enough to go to Tonghe Immortal Realm to accept the task."

On the edge of Shengxiantai, there was an indifferent voice.

Practitioners wearing golden armor and holding long swords stepped forward slowly.

The power on their bodies is connected, turning into a combat power that surpasses that of the immortals.

Everyone in the spirit world did not dare to speak, and left Shengxiantai in despair.

It was only when they went elsewhere that they realized that there were many sword repair army formations here.

Every army formation can easily demonstrate the power beyond the celestial refinement.

Among the practitioners of ordinary Feidun, many of them also have the cultivation base of heavenly immortals.

Those who go to the spiritual world are only part of the practitioners in this world.

a small part.

The vast majority of people still stay in this world, they have other channels to go to the fairy world.

Tonghe fairyland.

It was a world that was constantly attacked by the world of Xianyuan.

A fairyland was attacked by the mortal world.

When these practitioners from the Taichen Spirit Realm arrived at the Tonghe Immortal Realm, and earned enough merit, with the help of teleportation there, it was many years later when they finally returned to the Taichen Spirit Realm.

They have been reluctant to mention this tragic experience.

—————

"This is the spirit world, we will practice here first." Han Muye, who accompanied Mu Wan and Yun Jin to the spirit world, looked around and said with a smile.

The Taichen spirit world is not smaller than the Xianyuan world, and there are also various forces intertwined in it.

It's just that there is a little less fighting here because the fairyland is pressing on it.

After all, if the aura cannot be melted for thousands of years, it will be sent to be fused into spiritual materials.

There are also many powerful people in the fairy world who like to descend suddenly and arrest some spiritual practitioners for refining weapons and alchemy.

The spiritual world is a place full of dangers.

"Brother, where are we going now?" Han Qi who turned into a stern youth looked at Han Muye.

At this time, Han Muye was not only surrounded by Mu Wan and Yun Jin, but also Han Qi, Xiang Lingshuang, and Zhu Laofeng Lao.

Most of the others left with Huang Zhihu and the others, and some fought in the Tonghe Immortal Realm, and would enter the Fuyu Immortal Realm from there.

Anyway, there is already a channel to contact Xianxian City over there, and it can be teleported to Xianxian City at any time.

"There are not so many rules in spiritual practice, just find a place to settle down first."

Han Muye looked around and smiled.

All ascenders stay in this world for a thousand years before leaving, and they don't need to pay too much attention.

According to the information they knew before, the main thing in this world is to earn fairy stones and refine their spiritual energy.

Han Muye and the others had no shortage of fairy stones, so naturally there was no need to complete those tasks.

"Senior brother, why don't we reopen the Danyuan Pavilion?" Mu Wan's eyes lit up, and she smiled lightly.

Naturally, Han Muye would not object to this idea.

A few days later, in a city called Yushu City, a elixir shop opened.

This elixir shop is not small, with three floors above and below, covering a large area, and many of the errands are well-cultivated.

It is said that the shopkeeper's name is Han Muye, and he comes from the world of Xianyuan, which has been very prosperous recently.

Among the Taichen Spirit World, the current Xianyuan World has a great reputation.

Hundreds of thousands of practitioners were teleported at one time, accounting for 99% of the people who started the teleportation from Ascension to Immortal Terrace this time.

These people also seem to have profound cultivation, which makes people dare not offend.

The strongest in the spirit world is only a half-step celestial being, and there are real celestial beings who have long since ceased to mingle in the spirit world.

Even if the practitioners from the world of immortality can suppress the cultivation base of the immortal energy, the spiritual energy cultivation base is also top-notch.

They came to this world to hone their skills, and they were different from those practitioners who focused on transforming their spirits.

Han Muye's alchemy hall has only been open for half a year, and finally someone from the Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm came to this realm.

It turns out that the power in the fairy world that controls this world is the City of Burial Immortals.

Yunlan Sword Immortal, the lord of the Immortal Burial City, has obtained the qualification to take control of the Ascension to Immortal Terrace, and all the spirit worlds belong to the Immortal Burial City.

Immortal cultivators from the city of burying immortals arrive and bring news about Yunlan Sword Immortal.

Yunlan Sword Immortal is not only the lord of Buried Immortal City, but also the lord of Yunlan City, and even the strongest of Xuanling Sword Sect.

For a while, the entire Taichen spirit world was discussing this Yunlan Sword Immortal.

"Brother, I remember that senior Li Yungang once called you Yunlan?"

Mu Wan looked at Han Muye and asked curiously, "You also said that you were the master of the two big cities in the fairy world, and Yunlan Sword Immortal was really you?"

I heard Han Muye say it before, but that kind of understatement is completely inferior to the overwhelming discussion now.

In the mouths of these spiritual practitioners, Yunlan Sword Immortal has become an existence that can overwhelm one side in the fairy world.

Does my senior brother really have such power in the fairy world?

"Probably, that's it." Han Muye was rarely humbled.

The rumors are a bit false.

The strength of his cultivation base is false.

He can run rampant in the God Realm.

People came to guard the fairy world, and the entire Taichen spirit world gradually became orderly.

Those practitioners who were suppressed in Suoxianchi before were released.

Many people have mixed feelings when they see the practitioners in the world of Xianyuan again.

"Uncle Guo, long time no see." Looking at Uncle Cao Yi who had aged a lot in front of him, Han Muye said softly.

On the third floor of Danyuan Pavilion, Han Muye sat opposite Cao Yi who had stepped up to the immortal platform in advance.

Not just the two of them, Chen Qingzhi, Qilin and others who came with Han Muye also came to accompany them.

When everyone met each other, they were full of sighs for a while.

"If I knew that Muye Sword Ancestor had such means to turn the entire Immortal Origin World into an Immortal Realm, I would never leave." Cao Yi shook his head, with regret flashing across his face.

He and the practitioners from the Immortal Origin World passed through the Hualing Pool, only Mu Shen went to the Blood Battle Sect, and most of the others were suppressed in the Locking Immortal Pool.

It was the endless black-armored demon clan who were finally cleared out of the spirit world and harmed other realms.

Being suppressed in Suoxianchi, Cao Yi thought he was doomed.

After all, after a thousand years, the spiritual energy in his body has not dissipated, and the cultivation of immortal energy is not enough, it is a situation where the body dies and the dao disappears.

How could he have imagined that less than a hundred years had passed, and practitioners from the Immortal Origin World set foot in the spirit world, and even brought shocking news.

The entire Xianyuan world has turned into a fairy world.

This news was told to Cao Yi because he came from the world of Immortal Origin.

"Uncle Guo, don't worry, it's just a waste of time in the Suoxian Pond, it's okay."

Han Muye waved his hands with a smile, and then took out a small bag.

"This is a thousand immortal spirit stones, enough for Uncle Guo to make up for the lost time."

One Thousand Immortal Spirit Stones!

Cao Yi took the small bag in surprise.

There are really a thousand fairy stones in this bag.

With these thousand fairy stones, not to mention making up for the lost time, it is very easy to improve one level of cultivation.

Cao Yi and the others went to practice to make up for the lost time, while Han Muye went out to find someone.

Xu said.

This guy came to Taichen Spirit World with the big team, but he deliberately didn't come to see Han Muye.

"Does this mean you don't want to get too close to me?" Intercepting Xu Wei in a restaurant, Han Muye smiled and said.

"You are living a very healthy life now, why should I bother you?" Xu Wei waved his hand and went to drink the wine in front of him.

"Anyway, if you come to look for me, you must have some hard work."

Looking up at Han Muye, Xu Wei spread his hands and said, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Han Muye picked up the jug in front of Xu Wei, poured himself a glass, and said, "Guess."

Xu Wei raised his wine glass to clink with him, and drank it all in one gulp.

"When you were in the imperial city last time, you said that you have arranged everything in the spirit world."

"Looking at it now, I'm afraid you are the one from the Immortal Burial City."

Looking at Han Muye, he smiled, staring at Han Muye and said, "Let me guess."

"You want to give me all the control over the spiritual world."

Han Muye drank up the wine in his glass, then stood up.

"Let's go."

Xu Wei smiled and shook his head, muttering, "I knew I couldn't hide..."

Han Muye led him to flee millions of miles before he arrived at the big city stationed in this world.

The two went straight to the place where the guard was located, and there were already immortal cultivators wearing shining armor of immortal light along the way.

These people have the killing spirit of fighting in the fairy world.

That kind of blood evil power is not something that can be obtained through practice, but a real fight.

"Eh, then, why does that one seem to be Yunlan Sword Immortal?" Seeing Han Muye and the others pass by, someone muttered, with a dazed expression on his face.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan? How is that possible? The old man is busy, how can he have time to come to the spirit world?"

"If we didn't have a mission in the city, who would want to come to the spirit world? Why not go to fight against the gods."

The others shook their heads and spoke.

Also, how could such a strong person as Yunlan Jianxian come to the small spirit world.

When Han Muye arrived outside the guarding hall, just as soldiers approached, he raised his palm to reveal a golden dagger mark.

The soldier stared at Han Muye with wide eyes.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan!"

Han Muye waved his hand and led Xu Wei into the hall with big strides.

At this moment, Xu Wei already felt that something was wrong.

These soldiers from the fairy world seemed to be too respectful to Han Muye.

"Master City Lord!"

Just after entering the hall, a voice sounded, and a 40-year-old sword cultivator in black armor stepped forward quickly and bowed excitedly.

"Senior brother Yunlan!"

Several other people also stepped forward quickly.

"Brother, you are really in this world."

"City Lord, why do we not know you in this world?"

The crowd gathered around and asked excitedly.

Han Muye waved his hands with a smile, then turned to look at Xu Wei who was beside him.

"You are Yunlan Sword Immortal, that swordsman who roams the fairy world?" Xu Wei looked at Han Muye, his eyes widened.

Han Muye nodded.

Xu Wei was shocked and turned around to leave.

Han Muye laughed, and raised his hand to trap him with a golden light.

"Didn't you guess what I want to ask Mr. Xu for?"

Looking at Xu Wei, Han Muye smiled lightly and said, "The city of Burying Immortals still lacks a person who can truly plan strategies, and you are the most suitable."

Take charge of a fairy city!

It's still the kind of fairy city that can suppress a world!

In the hall, everyone was silent.

Xu Wei said with a bitter face: "Well, how can I do this..."

"I said you can do it, you can do it." Han Muye waved his hand and dragged him into the depths of the hall.

Behind the main hall is a teleportation array, he sent Xu Wei to the teleportation array, and then threw the dagger in his hand.

This teleportation array is connected to the Immortal Burial City, and Zhao Chen who sits there knows how to arrange it.

To be honest, if it wasn't for Zhao Chen's lack of ability in managing the Immortal Burial City, Han Muye didn't need to send Xu Wei there.

Zuo Baichou can control Yunlan City, but he doesn't have the ability to control the City of Burial Immortals.

Zhao Chen is only talented in doing business.

Both of them are not suitable to be in charge of the City of Burying Immortals.

Xu said that this person has abilities that others cannot match.

"Om—"

A golden talisman was sent back from the teleportation array.

This is the message passed by Zhao Chen over there when Han Muye was not in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm.

Of course, the transaction of Burying Immortal City is still going on.

Yunlan City has also been making a lot of money.

It's just that the current Rain-covering Immortal Realm is not stable.

The signs of splitting in the Dao Sect are becoming more and more obvious.

At the beginning, the Taoist sect was divided into two factions, one was determined to continue to stick to the fairy world, and the other was attached to the gods.

Over the years, as the power of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm has become stronger and stronger, it is said that the Taoists who stick to the Immortal Realm have the upper hand.

But those strong Taoists who are determined to be vassals of the God Realm are more determined.

In their view, only when the God Realm is in trouble, can they show their loyalty.

According to what Zhao Chen said, the Taoist sect had a lot of trouble.

Moreover, there was almost trouble.

Fortunately, the Rain-covering Immortal Realm is now extremely powerful and capable of suppressing it.

"Brother, when will you return, Jianzong has sent letters several times."

This is Zhao Chen's last question.

Han Muye did not reply.

The affairs of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm just worry those immortal kings and powerhouses.

It is not that there are no strong people in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm.

Back at the elixir shop, Han Muye continued to live the life of a homeboy.

In addition to helping with alchemy every day, I just receive some friends who come to visit.

She also went to the Hualing Pond to refine her aura with Mu Wanyunjin and the others.

The so-called Hualingchi is a place with more immortal energy.

Such a place is arranged in every city, where practitioners who have cultivated aura can slowly change their cultivation base.

Absorb immortal energy and turn it into your own cultivation.

Once the aura dissipates, the immortal energy stays in place, and the realm is stabilized, one becomes a true immortal cultivator.

This process takes a long time of a thousand years.

"boom--"

A crack opened above the Spiritualization Pond, and several figures in blue Taoist robes flashed.

When the first old man looked around with a smile on his face, he raised his hand and pressed down.

In the Spirit Transformation Pond, everyone felt that their bodies were being snatched out of control and flew into the void.

Is this going to be arrested for refining alchemy?

From time to time, there will be people in Hualing Pond who make moves like this, taking away those whose cultivation level is not enough to transform.

But practitioners had no choice but to come to Hualingchi.

The conversion of spiritual energy is not enough, once the millennium time is up, there will be thunder disasters to make him die.

"roll!"

With a low shout, a long blue sword was cut out.

With a flash of sword light, a white-clothed female cultivator was pulled out of the imprisoning force.

The sword light moved again, with a bright light, shattering all the restraining power.

The practitioners who were fished out fell one after another, and looked gratefully at the person who brought out the sword.

It was a sword cultivator in his thirties wearing a green robe with a calm expression.

Outside Hualing Pond, Han Muye said with a light smile, "Gao Xiaoxuan is still so jealous."

The person who drew the sword from Hualing Pond was Gao Xiaoxuan.

At the beginning, he took Bai Wuhen to wander around the world, and when the whole fairy world turned into a fairy world, he and Bai Wuhen came back to meet Han Muye several times.

Because of the awakening of Wen Qu's memory, Gao Xiaoxuan's cultivation improved rapidly.

It's just that Bai Wuhen's mind and soul are incomplete after all, and his progress in cultivation has been slower.

The two of them were also at ease, which made Huang Laoliu envious.

Those who can compare with them are probably Gao Changgong and Xiao Yueli in the future.

Probably they are all the way.

Gao Xiaoxuan's swordsmanship talent is very high.

At this time, his cultivation base has already reached the realm of refining the void, but he has not integrated the power of the cave.

Bai Wuhen is barely in the realm of a fairy, because he has not been able to practice against the sky, and now he can only use the Hualingchi to refine his strength.

For practitioners in the world of Xianyuan, what restricts them is not immortal energy, not chance, but their own talent.

"boom--"

Sword lights intertwined in the void, and those green-robed Taoists were killed by Gao Xiaoxuan's sword lights and fled around.

"madman."

"court death."

"Brother, please help—"

With a loud cry, a big hand reached out from the crack in the sky.

With a big hand grabbing, Gao Xiaoxuan's sword light was crushed.

Then, without stopping, press down.

Seeing this big hand, Han Muye frowned.

"boom--"

In the distant sky, a blue spear flew out and stabbed the big hand fiercely.

His big hand trembled, but he couldn't move it anymore.

"This year, Shengxiantai is under the control of my Immortal Burial City. Is your Taoism stretching too far?"

A middle-aged warrior in black armor appeared in the void, shouting coldly.

The Taoists on the sky looked at each other with hesitation on their faces.

"Hmph, the City of Burying Immortals has the ability to control all the spirit worlds?"

"The old man is just taking some spiritual materials for alchemy, isn't it too lenient for you?"

The big hand that was pinned turned over, broke free from the suppression of the spear, and grabbed the Spirit Transformation Pond below again.

The black-armored general showed anger on his face, and the battle gun in his hand burst into a dazzling fairy light.

"boom--"

The spear and the palm collided.