Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

What do you want to learn?

A trace of bewilderment appeared on Sun Wuji's face.

"Well, senior, no, master, I think, become stronger." Luo Kun took a deep breath, looked at Han Muye, and said anxiously.

"I," Sun Wuji shook his head, and said in a low voice, "I want to live forever."

longevity.

Luo Kun turned his head to look at Sun Wudai, and was a little stunned for a moment.

In this world, is there such a saying as longevity?

"Become stronger and live longer." Han Muye nodded and said, "This is not a conflict."

"Not strong enough, how to live forever."

"Since longevity, it is naturally Hengqiang."

Han raised his hand, and the sword pool in front of Han Muye shone with water.

This is the power of heaven and earth being induced, exuding a terrifying power.

At this moment, the world is shaking everywhere.

Sun Wuji and Luo Kun practiced in Jianchi for ten years.

Ten years later, Luo Kun returned to Xuanqin, and Sun Wuji was in charge of Tiantang Jianchi, taking over Han Muye's position as enshrined in Tiantang.

Han Muye floated down by boat and entered Mochu.

Lonely boat clears the river, aimless.

Until the boat docked in a small fishing village.

Outside the fishing village, a group of children gathered around a half-foot-long canoe.

"Xu Jue, this is too dangerous."

"Yes, is there any ship in the world that does not rely on sails and oars?"

The children were anxious to dissuade the eleven or twelve-year-old boy on the boat.

But the young man remained unmoved, and raised his hand to pat the stern of the small wooden boat.

On the stern of the boat, there was a "creaking" sound of wood hitting, and then the wooden leaves under the boat rotated, pushing the boat towards the center of the river.

The speed of the boat is not fast, but it is true that there are no sails and no one to row the oars.

"Really, you don't need oars..." Looking at the young man sitting leisurely in the bow of the boat, those children shouted excitedly.

"Xu Jue, that's amazing."

The boy at the bow stood up, with a smile on his face, and stretched out his hands: "See? I, Xu Jue, want to become the strongest craftsman in the world—"

After he finished speaking, the boat swayed, and he fell into the river with a "crash".

"Hurry up and help—"

"It's over, Xu Jue is a landlubber!"

...

When Xu Jue woke up, he was already on a small boat.

In front, Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, held a green bamboo fishing rod in his hand, fishing leisurely.

"Thank you, Mr. Xu Jue, for saving your life."

Xu Jue stood up and bowed to Han Muye.

Han Muye turned to look at him.

This glance seems to be able to see through his soul.

"You like these craftsmen's skills very much?" Han Muye pointed to the half wooden boat hanging beside the boat.

That was the second half of the wooden boat, with a few leaves attached to it.

Xu Jue nodded.

"Okay," Han Muye looked at him, and said softly, "I'll take you to Mo Chu Academy, and let you worship under the master Qu Tianyang."

"Yijiazi, if you can become a new master craftsman, come and find me in Tiantang Sword Pool."

As the light boat moved forward, Han Muye taught Xu Jue some methods of cultivation.

Three months later, Han Muye left Mo Chu's imperial capital and wandered around.

Xu Jue practiced in Mo Chu Academy, and practiced organ skills under the seat of Qu Tianyang, the first person in Mo Chu.

Thirty years later, the Xuanqin army swept across the world.

Xuanqin Nine Princes, Xuanqin God of War Luo Kun led an army of millions to sweep Tiantang.

The Tiantang army retreated steadily.

Tian Tang enshrined Sun Wuju's shot, and fought Luo Kun in Jianchi, and Sun Wuju was seriously injured and died.

Half of the Tang Dynasty was destroyed, and Sun Wuwei was enshrined to protect the emperor's grandson to Mochu.

Ten years later, Xuanqin's army sent troops to Mochu, and the army faced Mochu and Tiantang across the river.

In this battle, Xu Jue, a new generation of master craftsman from Mo Chu, showed his might. A hundred armored and windless warships attacked, knocking Xuanqin's million-strong army into the river.

Luo Kun, who had inherited the throne of Emperor Xuanqin, was furious. He personally led 100,000 Xuanqin iron cavalry, traveled 500,000 miles, and came across the river.

Sun Wuji and Xu Jue teamed up, they couldn't stop Xuanqin's army, and they couldn't stop Luo Kun, who was powerful.

But the battle was forced to stop after one day.

Several volleyers, who claimed to be from Lingxiao Tianzong and who claimed to be Qi Refiners, attacked and wounded Luo Kun, and then took away Sun Wuji and Xu Jue.

In order to prevent these qi refiners from taking away Sun Wuju, Luo Kun tried his best, but in the end he was defeated and fled with serious injuries.

Without Luo Kun's suppression, Xuanqin's great cause collapsed, and the middle school was full of wars.

"Master, I was wrong." In front of the sword pool, Luo Kun was covered in broken iron armor, bowed and knelt down, touching the ground with his head.

"Oh?" Han Muye, who did not know when he arrived, said indifferently, "Tell me, where did you go wrong?"

Luo Kun raised his head, and his eyes seemed to be filled with flames: "My fault is that I have not become the strongest, I have not achieved immortality, but I have become arrogant without knowing it."

"Longevity without fear is the real way."

Longevity first and then invincibility.

But it is not invincible first and then immortal.

If you want to be invincible, you need to kill countless enemies.

This process is arduous step by step.

"Actually, you're not wrong." Han Muye shook his head and looked into the distance.

"The fault is, you are not strong enough."

Luo Kun bowed and shouted: "I beg Master to save you without fear."

"In this life, he is my only brother."

Looking up, he saw Han Muye looking at him.

In Han Muye's eyes, there seemed to be intertwined forces that traveled through endless time and space.

Luo Kun seemed to see something and comprehend something from this gaze, but when he wanted to see clearly, it seemed to be covered by fog.

"Let's go."

Han Muye whispered, raised his hand, thousands of sword lights flashed, flew out from the sword pond, and turned into a thousand-foot sword dragon.

Han Muye stepped on the sword dragon's head, stretched out his hand to lure Luo Kun to fall behind him, and the sword dragon let out a long howling sword cry, and flew away into the sky.

The long dragon traverses the sky and the earth, from Jianchi to the East China Sea, and to the bank of the East China Sea.

The whole world was shocked by this scene.

"Senior Heavenly Sword!"

"It is enshrined in Tiantang, and Emperor Xuanqin—"

Countless people looked up and exclaimed.

"Is there really a fairy in this world..."

This time, it was everyone who had seen the immortal recently.

Isn't the one standing on the long sword across the sky an immortal?

"boom--"

The endless sword light broke through a barrier of heaven and earth.

A spiritual light shone above the East China Sea, and there was a surge of immortal energy.

"Where is the evil spirit daring to attack my Lingxiao Tianzong?" A majestic voice sounded.

Countless warriors in golden armor came from the sky.

The sword light dragon roared, and the golden armor battle formation collapsed.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a long sword fell into his hand.

With just one wave of his hand, the sword light cut through the sea in front of him, and the sword light spread for hundreds of miles without dispersing.

This blow made all the surviving golden armored generals tremble and retreat.

Along the way, Luo Kun was startled by Han Muye's methods.

But at this moment, he realized that he still underestimated his master.

This is the power of a fairy that has never been seen in the world!

"Even dare to take my disciple away, you Lingxiao Tianzong don't need to keep it."

Han Muye's voice sounded.

One person, one sword.

Every time the sword light swayed, it caused the world to shatter.

Three thousand miles away, on an isolated island, the golden light turned into a light curtain, and under the light curtain was a long hall.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

In front of the main hall, Xu Jue, who had lost his arms, knelt down.

"Master, Brother Wudai, he was—" Xu Jue spat out a mouthful of blood, his body limp on the ground.

Killing intent flickered in Han Muye's eyes, he stabbed out with a sword, and the light barrier in front of him shattered.

"The villain—"

"My Lingxiao Tianzong is in charge of this world, and my majesty cannot be violated!"

"My ancestors, my Lingxiao Tianzong Taoism has been passed down for thousands of years, and now there are villains raging, I will swear to the death—"

One after another figures rushed towards Han Muye, towards the sword light dragon.

To die generously is like asking for a quick death.

The sword in Han Muye's hand did not stop at all.

With one strike, these figures and the hall behind them were chopped into pieces.

No matter what kind of immortal, no matter what kind of person, it's just a sword.

After smashing the hall, he was slightly taken aback.

In the main hall, there is a large alchemy furnace with a height of three feet, and the immortal light is lingering on the alchemy furnace.

"Five Elements Furnace..."

How similar is this to the Five Elements Furnace in his hand?

Wuzhiqi back then was crushed under the Five Elements Furnace.

Luo Kun flew up and kicked the alchemy furnace over.

In the pill furnace, a group of light red halo fell.

"Master..."

Sun Wuji's voice came from the light group.

"Fearless!" Luo Kun gritted his teeth, staring at Sun Wuju who was left with only a ball of light.

"Master, I finally understand." Sun Wuji's phantom emerged from the light ball.

He looked at Luo Kun, then at Han Muye who was falling in front of him, and said softly, "Longevity is actually not what I want."

"I want to be a person."

Looking up, he looked towards the sky with a smile on his face: "It's nice to be a human..."

As his words fell, his figure slowly dispersed.

"Master, please save Wu fear!" Luo Kun looked at Han Muye in a panic.

Xu Jue, who had lost his arms in the distance, also showed anxiety on his face.

"You all want to save him?" Han Muye looked at Luo Kun and Xu Jue.

The two nodded quickly.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a golden bead landed on his palm.

Tian Yuanzhu.

This world no longer has the Tianyuan Pearl.

Han Muye clenched his fist, the Abyssal Sky Pearl shattered, and the power in it radiated into the heaven and earth.

With this infusion of power, Sun Wuyi's figure that had dissipated seemed to solidify a bit.

Han Muye raised his hand, and countless Heavenly Abyss Pearls appeared.

"These Tian Yuanzhu will be handed over to you."

"It's up to you whether you can let him survive."

Han Muye whispered, and his figure disappeared in place.

Luo Kun and Xu Jue looked at the Heavenly Yuan Pearls in front of them, and then at Sun Wuji, who was only left in phantom.

For three hundred years, Han Muye has not returned.

But the power of heaven and earth in this world is constantly changing.

Fifty thousand Heavenly Abyss Pearls merged into the world, making the world run again.

A hundred years ago, at the site of the original Lingxiao Tiangong in the East China Sea, a spiritual pond appeared.

A hundred years later, hundreds of blue lotus flowers grew in the Lingchi.

In another five hundred years, this world has become a place of brilliance.

The method of practice spread from the East China Sea has produced many practitioners in this world.

The inheritance of Qi refiners also reappeared.

When Han Muye returned to Lingxiao Tiangong, he saw Sun Wuji, Luo Kun, and Xu Jue.

At this time, Sun Wuji was wearing a silver battle armor with a long sword on his back and a handsome face.

Luo Kun, on the other hand, was covered in black armor, and his body was as imposing as an abyss.

As for Xu Jue, a pair of gold and wood arms are unparalleled in agility.

Goodbye to Han Muye, the expressions on the faces of the three were extremely complicated.

"Senior Tushen, it's time to leave." Han Muye looked at Sun Wuji and said softly.

Sun Wuji nodded.

He turned his head and looked at Luo Kun who was beside him.

"You, are you really not leaving?"

Hearing his words, Luo Kun nodded, laughed and said, "I'm not leaving."

His eyes fell on Xu Jue, and Luo Kun's expression showed a trace of emotion.

"In the future, I will be in this world."

He stretched out his hand, and there was a piece of black scales in the palm of his hand.

These are the scales on the prehistoric armor.

"I fell before eleven calamities, leaving only my remnant soul in the wild armor."

"Later, the power of death eroded, and my soul lost consciousness."

Luo Kun remembered his memory.

His soul entered the world of ruins, and he got rid of the suppression of the dead power.

The practice in this world, unknowingly, his memory awakened.

"It's great to live and be a human being, just as what No Fear asked for." Luo Kun said softly.

"There is the power of death in the Primordial Armor, Master, be careful."

With this scale, the broken Honghuang armor can be collected, but the dead silence in the Honghuang armor is extremely strong, whether it can be collected is still unknown.

"Master, if one day I can refine a war puppet that walks out of this place, I will go look for you with Luo Kun." Xu Jue looked at Han Muye and said softly.

He was born in this world, and it is impossible to leave.

Raising his hand, a blue-black jade ruler appeared in his palm.

This jade ruler is illusory, with a hint of mystery.

origin.

On this jade ruler, there is the original power of this world.

Originally, the source of this world was about to dissipate, and it was the Tianyuan Pearl brought by Han Muye that pulled it back from the brink of collapse.

Looking at Xu Jue, Han Muye nodded.

Xu Jue is the incarnation of the powerful soul power in the Fangxu Realm.

Three years later, Han Muye and Sun Wuji left this world.

When their figures appeared on the black mountains of Tianyuan, their expressions were complicated.

"I think some of the memories may be real." The Slayer God Zhan Puppet stood beside Han Muye and said in a deep voice.

"It's like, I've been through this before."

Han Muye didn't know how to answer him.

These trips to the ruins world, which are like a dream, seem to contain unimaginable mysteries.

It's an untouchable situation.

He doesn't know whether the existence of Ruins Realm cannot be shattered by the power of calamity, or whether it is left on purpose.

"Om—"

The jade ruler in his hand moved lightly, and it turned into a cloud of blue mysterious aura.

This aura melted into his fingertips, and like the other auras, it collided with the power of calamity and became a rule.

In this way, Han Muye has four powers of rules in his hands.

The two rules obtained from the Styx Immortal and the Xuehe Immortal back then, and the rule power of the Tongtianmu obtained before.

These rules are integrated into the power of calamity, and can be divided into the power of heaven and earth.

For the immortal masters, this is the foundation of their practice.

With the power of the four rules, Han Muye has the qualifications to face the immortal masters head-on.

Withholding the power of rules, he took a deep breath and took out the black scale armor Luo Kun gave him.

Infused with immortal energy, the black scales vibrated.

In front of him, a set of black broken battle armor emerged.

Only then did the battle armor appear, and the endless power of death rushed towards his body.

Around Han Muye's body, the power of calamity and blood surged, wrapping the black armor.

"Senior, please protect me."

"I want to refine this armor."

—————

In ten years, the first floor of Wanhua City has undergone tremendous changes.

The first floor of Wanhua City, where the three forces originally stood, has suddenly emerged.

Attached to the Guyang Gang, but not affiliated with the Guyang Gang, Fenglinzhai controls a hundred thousand sword cultivators, sweeping the entire floor.

No matter which force it is, it is vulnerable to this army of sword repairers.

Even the powerhouses from the second floor, or even the third floor, all fell into the sand.

Fortunately, Fenglin Village does not have the heart to rule the first floor.

After the army swept across, Hundred Thousand Jianxiu stepped onto the second floor under the leadership of the village owner Fairy Yundu.

Along with them, there are also some elites from the original Guyang Gang.

Under the instigation of Qi Yuanwu, these people voted under the command of Huang Zhihu, the commander of Fenglin Village, and fought in all directions for him.

In the world of practice, it is an iron law to depend on the strong.

Stepping into the Fenglin village on the second floor attracted fear from all parties.

But Huang Fat Tiger and the others didn't care.

The resources in their hands are enough to equip a powerful army.

As long as you have a little more experience, you can rise in the second floor.

It doesn't take ten years for them to be eligible to enter the third floor.

In Wanhua City, with the help of Tian Yuanzhu and the treasures found in the ruins, Huang Zhihu and his cultivation improved rapidly.

Huang Zhihu has personally been to a ruin world, and that kind of split body understanding is exactly what she needs.

They suffered from the short practice time and lack of emotional precipitation.

In the past few years, she spent most of her time in the Ruins Realm, looking for treasures and opportunities, and sharpening her spirit and state of mind along the way.

Fenglin City.

This is the name of the garrison of the Fenglinzhai army on the second floor.

Yun Duan, the lord of Fenglin City who has commanded an army of 300,000 now, is in the city.

Huang Zhihu's sword repair army is also here, as is her military tent.

"Uncle Zhao, why are you so eager to call us back?" Huang Zhihu who strode back to the military tent looked at Zhao Chen who was standing in the military tent, and asked with a frown.

An anxious look appeared on Zhao Chen's face, and he raised his hand to place a golden light on the military tent to block outside inspection, and then said in a low voice: "Brother has not returned, there are people in Wanhua City who want to harm sister-in-law and them."

"Is someone going to kill Aunt Wan and the others?" A sword intent flashed on Huang Zhihu's body, and there seemed to be a sword light bursting out of his eyes.

Zhao Chen nodded.

For ten years, Han Muye and Tushen Zhanpu have not returned.

Huang Zhihu and the others are alright, the sword repair army is getting stronger and stronger, Huang Zhihu relies on the power of the sword array, Jin Xian dare not underestimate his edge.

Even if Jin Huo didn't make a move, it would be a destructive flame, making people fearful.

On the third floor, Da Luo Jinxian once fought against him, and finally returned pale.

Huang Zhihu and the others could handle it, but Yunlongxuan on the third floor was coveted by many powerful enemies.

Especially the Dingyuan Pill sold in Yunlongxuan, which can allow people to stay in Tianyuan for a hundred days, has attracted countless strong people to compete.

In the past few years, Zhao Chen often went to the third floor to send some swords to Yunlongxuan to understand the situation of Yunlongxuan.

Before Han Muye returned, Hu Yunlong, a disciple of Xianzun's sect, came forward to sit in Yunlongxuan.

At the beginning, Han Muye went on a mission with Hu Yunlong and the others, but was later intercepted and killed by the immortal king, so he lost Tianyuan.

Hu Yunlong and the others also cared about friendship, and once they returned to Wanhua City, they sat in Yunlongxuan to protect Mu Wan and the others brought by Han Muye.

But recently, several forces on the fourth floor took action, and neither Hu Yunlong nor the forces behind him could hold on.

"Xianzun's disciple, Jin Yuntian, threatened to step down Yunlongxuan."

"There is also Zhenyanglou, one of the four major forces, who has come forward and asked Yunlongxuan to give them an explanation. The fall of their elder Yuanshe Xianjun is related to eldest brother."

Jin Yuntian is a disciple of Immortal Venerable, Da Luo realm.

Zhenyang Tower lost one immortal, and four other immortals.

Jin Yuntian's avatar was beheaded by Han Muye in the Ruins Realm, and now he wants to blame him for an excuse.

The original fairy of Zhenyang Tower is

Such a powerful force cannot be stopped by Yun Longxuan without Han Muye.

Zhao Chen was anxious to find Huang Zhihu for this reason.

"The current strategy is to either directly find my sister-in-law and the others to kill Wanhua City, or—"

Before Zhao Chen finished speaking, Huang Zhihu shook his head and said: "Impossible, without the protection of the strong, we can't kill it."

Even if Huang Zhihu's cultivation base has increased quickly, they are still powerless to deal with the strong Xianjun.

A strong Xianjun shot could wipe out their entire army and quietly fall in the abyss of heaven.

Zhao Chen looked at Huang Zhihu, and lowered his voice: "Then exchange the formula of Dingyuan Pill for the protection of the Immortal Venerable."

Other parties coveted Dingyuan Pill because they saw that there was no one behind Yunlongxuan.

If the one standing behind Yun Longxuan was the Immortal Venerable, who would dare to move?

Zhao Chen has been in business for a long time, and he can see the pros and cons and the game behind it at a glance.

"Chen Yuan Immortal?" Huang Zhihu's eyes flickered with a flash of light.

In Wanhua City, the strongest is Immortal Chen Yuan.

As long as the prescription of Dingyuan Dan is given to Chen Yuan, not only will no one dare to snatch it, but with the help of the power of the immortal, maybe Han Muye can be found.

"No." Huang Zhihu shook his head.

no?

Zhao Chen was taken aback.

"Immortal Venerable, you won't care about the strife among the disciples, and you won't care about the fights between the parties in the city."

"Even if we give everything, we are nothing more than useless things in his eyes."

Huang Zhihu said in a low voice.

Immortal Venerable, no outsider can figure out his mind.

Zhao Chen nodded thoughtfully.

Indeed, with my own vision and knowledge, it is a bit taken for granted to plot against the Immortal Venerable.

"Uncle Zhao, help me contact Senior Yang Dingtian."

Huang Zhihu squinted his eyes, his body surging with sword intent.

Yang Dingtian?

On the way to Wanhua City, Yang Dingtian once said that Huang Zhihu and the others could come to him for anything.

Today's Yang Dingtian is rampant in the fourth floor, the sword cultivators of the Chiyan Sword Sect in the Chitian Immortal Realm are strong enough, and the two immortal sword cultivators who came with Yang Dingtian are also tyrannical.

According to the calculations of all parties, Yang Dingtian probably has a plan in Wanhua City.

"Okay, I'll go to find Yang Dingtian." Zhao Chen took a breath and strode out of the military tent.

"boom--"

A sword light rose from the military tent, and then exploded.

"Woo--"

The horn sounded.

The army assembles.

Jin Huo has not returned from the Ruins Realm, and Yun Duan is sitting in Fenglin City, and the army gathered in Tianyuan to receive the mission returns.

One day later, 20,000 sword cultivators from Fenglin City stepped into the third floor of Wanhua City together with Huang Zhihu.

"boom--"

On Guanyuan Street, in front of Yunlong Pavilion, Hu Yunlong was punched back by an old man in green robe in front of him.

His complexion turned pale, a mouthful of golden blood spewed out, and his aura weakened.

"Hu Yunlong, you can't protect them." Behind the green-robed old man, Jin Yuntian, who was wearing a golden robe and had a sharp expression on his face, gritted his teeth and said.

"Cutting off my avatar, ruining my big business, I want all of them to be buried with them."

He raised his finger to Yunlongxuan behind Hu Yunlong.

At the gate of Yunlongxuan, Lu Gao, Lin Shen and others held swords in their hands and stood quietly waiting.

Hu Yunlong's complexion changed, but his footsteps did not retreat.

If you withdraw today, all the previous efforts will be shattered.

Not to mention the harvest that Han Muye brought in the Ruins Realm, that is, the downfall of the Immortal Lord Yuan She, and he and the strong people behind him paid for it.

As long as Han Muye returns alive, there will be unimaginable rewards.

What's more, the Chuanling Golden Immortal brought the Origin of the Ruin Realm that Han Muye gave to the Immortal.

With this merit, the Immortal Venerable will not sit back and watch Han Muye's people fall.

"Jin Yuntian, if it weren't for the power of Uncle Jin Wu, you wouldn't have seen enough." Behind Hu Yunlong, a middle-aged man in black snorted coldly.

Hearing his words, Jin Yuntian laughed out loud, and took a step forward, with blood surging in his body.

"You're right. I came here this time with the consent of Uncle Jin Wu."

"The people in Yunlongxuan, as well as Dan Fang, I will take away."

Jin Wu!

Hu Yunlong and the disciples of the immortal master behind him were all shocked.

The introductory disciple of the Immortal Venerable, the peak powerhouse of the Da Luo Jinxian, Jin Wu!

Such a strong man stepped forward to grab Dan Fang.

"Hu Yunlong, get out of the way." Jin Yuntian waved his hand and said lightly.

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