Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

What is immortality?

It is not the kind of rebirth that requires the fulfillment of certain conditions at the expense of the rules.

It is not like the Nirvana of the phoenix. It needs enough strength to support it, and the price to pay is extremely huge.

True immortality means that the soul and body cannot perish.

This is a high-level rule that overrides the second rule.

It was only after Han Muye had more rules in his hands that he realized the rules of immortality.

But before comprehending immortality, he needs to combine the rules of life and death with the rules of sacrifice.

"boom--"

In front of him, a flame rose.

This is the Phoenix Nirvana Fire.

Golden flames directly enveloped his body.

Among them, the rules about the nirvana of the phoenix began to manifest slowly.

Rebirth!

This is the rebirth rule!

Master this rebirth rule, and then superimpose sacrifice and life and death, and you can comprehend the rule of immortality!

Surrounded by flames, Han Muye's body seemed to be slowly blurring.

In the end, his whole person disappeared in place.

...

five hundred years.

The time of practice is always fleeting.

The 500 years of the Ruins Realm is almost unimaginable.

In the five hundred years of the Great Desolate Ruins Realm, there have been countless wonderful events.

The Golden Crow race rose against the trend, and tens of thousands of true spirit realm powerhouses emerged.

With so many powerful people in the True Spirit Realm, they propped up the defense of the Golden Crow Clan's front line and began to counterattack.

The Wanhua Immortal Dynasty of the human race began to retreat steadily in front of the Golden Crow.

In fact, five hundred years ago, after the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty suppressed the Heavenly King's army and suffered heavy losses at the former site of the Jinwu Clan's Shenting, the Jinwu Clan began to counterattack.

No one of the thousands of races in the wilderness expected that the Golden Crow, suppressed by the human race, would have a day of counterattack.

No one would have imagined that the Golden Crow Clan would become extremely powerful.

Among them, there are many young juniors supporting the battle.

Shangzhen Prison of the Shangtang Department achieved the second turn of the Golden Crow True Spirit, and his strength was overwhelming. He led three hundred true spirit realms by himself and swept the front line.

But stronger than him is Xia Jue, the eldest son of the Great Xia Clan of the Golden Crow Clan, the young patriarch.

This person's lifespan is less than a thousand years old, but his cultivation has reached the sky.

It is said that when he was born, the sky and the earth shook, and the great sun and golden crow moved.

From the beginning of his practice, the power of the blood has continuously broken through.

For hundreds of years, his strength has risen rapidly, reaching the true spirit.

Moreover, it has been recognized by the Great Xia Tribe's town treasure, the Great Xia Divine Cauldron, and has practiced in the Divine Cauldron for a hundred years.

When he came out, his cultivation had already reached the second rank of true spirit, and his whole body was shining with true spirit bones.

The power of his Golden Crow bloodline surpassed the realm of scorching sun, and reached the rare Golden Crow realm of blazing sun. His blood was so thick and blazing that people couldn't look directly at it.

The Golden Crow Divine Flame controlled by Xia Jue was also tempered in the Great Xia Divine Cauldron, far superior to the clan members, even the clan elders' Divine Flame was not as high as his grade.

Most importantly, Xia Jue was rewarded by the Haotian Golden Crow in the divine cauldron, and the Golden Crow sword in his hand was invincible.

Since leaving customs for more than three hundred years, Xia Jue can be said to be invincible.

The name of the strongest junior of the Golden Crow Clan is none other than Xia Jue.

Even Shang Zhenyu admitted that he was not as good as Xia Jue.

Of course, many members of the Golden Crow clan said privately that they had never competed with Han Muye, the patriarch of the Jinwu Hanshan tribe, and it was uncertain who would be number one among the younger generations.

Because in the minds of many newly promoted true spirits of the Jinwu tribe, only the chief of the Han clan is the number one among the younger generation.

Regarding this matter, many people in the Great Xia Department were outraged.

Many people even encouraged Xia Jue to go to the Hanshan tribe to fight Han Muye.

Not to mention, Xia Jue actually went to Hanshan once.

But he didn't fight Han Muye.

Instead, after a long talk with Han Muye, he received a pair of battle armor from Ciyuan, the great master of the Hanshan tribe's crafting.

This armor is called the Great Wilderness Golden Crow Armor, and it was designed and manufactured by Ciyuan himself.

This battle armor is designed to stimulate the potential of the Golden Crow clan, as well as the blood power of the Golden Crow clan, the power of the divine flame.

Wearing this armor, Xia Jue's combat strength more than doubled.

Of course outsiders don't know what Xia Jue and Han Muye said, nor do they know whether Han Muye and Xia Jue fought.

No.

Because Xia Jue is the sword guard of the Jiange of the Nine Profound Sword Gate.

forest deep.

Han Muye was also moved by the fact that Lin Shen got such an opportunity to become Xia Jue.

He made a special trip to meet each other.

Lin Shen came to visit Han Muye only after recovering his memory.

He practiced in the Great Xia Cauldron, his own strength continued to improve, and his cultivation was consistent with the memories of his previous life.

When the old friends met, they naturally sighed with emotion.

The strength that Lin Shen gained in the Great Wasteland may not be able to bring out much, but the perception of practice in the future is real.

Xia Jue returned to the front line, and with the Great Wilderness Golden Crow Armor, he was even more invincible.

During the past five hundred years, the Golden Crow and the Han Mountains were extremely low-key.

Especially the patriarch Han Muye, who hardly appeared in front of people.

Everyone tried their best to conceal Han Muye's performance in the Seizing the Sun Conference and the ruins of the Golden Crow Tribe.

The elites of the Golden Crow know that it is not a good thing to expose geniuses like Han Muye.

Although the human race knows that there is such a person, no one will mention it.

The human race has planned for countless years, planning to destroy the Golden Crow's secret place in one fell swoop in the Seizing the Sun Conference, and obtain the Golden Crow's true spiritual bones.

As a result, all the 100,000 troops were killed, and the eight true spirit powerhouses fell.

Afterwards, in the ruins of the Golden Crow Divine Court, the losses were also extremely heavy.

This kind of thing will damage the reputation of Wanhua Xianchao, and no one will mention it with great fanfare.

In this way, Han Muye can keep a low profile in retreat in Hanshanbu.

However, the development of the Hanshan tribe still caught the eyes of countless ethnic groups in the Great Wilderness.

Hanshan has become a large city covering thousands of miles.

All kinds of materials from the wilderness and all races are gathered in the city.

I don't know how many caravans come and go every day.

There are as many as 100,000 refining workshops in the city.

There are also many pill rooms for alchemy.

This is not the appearance of the Great Wilderness Race at all, it is more prosperous than the city of the Human Race.

Relying on the Great Wilderness Armor, the reputation of Hanshanbu's craft refining has spread widely.

Especially after the caravan from the Xuanling Immortal Kingdom arrived and reached an extremely important pill deal with the Hanshan tribe, the scale of Hanshan City began to expand rapidly.

Xuanling Xianguo opened its mouth and fully supplied Hanshanbu's pills.

There are caravans coming and going almost every day.

Especially the caravan under the command of the little princess of Xuanlingxian Country. It is said that because the head of the Hanshan tribe sent a divine beast enlightened beast as a birthday gift for the little princess, he liked it very much, so he specially sent the caravan here.

Since then, the exchanges between the two sides have not been interrupted.

Yun Chen, who is in charge of the caravan, even called the chief of the Hanshan tribe, the elder brother.

Of course, outsiders don't know that Yun Chen is Zhao Chen.

This guy has been calling Brother Han Muye all along.

As for Mu Wan, who was transformed into the little princess of the Xuanling Fairy Kingdom, isn't that the sister-in-law?

...

Hanshan City.

Han Muye's quiet room.

In the past five hundred years, he rarely left the city, and rarely left the customs.

For the past five hundred years, he has lived in Hanshan City, and there are at least dozens of assassinations every year.

If he goes out of the city, it will definitely attract countless powerful people to hunt and kill him.

He knew that among the hunting missions of the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty, his reward for hunting was second only to the three ranks of true spirits.

It was Xia Jue and Shang Zhen Prison, who were still behind him in the ranking.

Because the reward was issued by the king of heaven, Yang Zhen.

For Han Muye, who smashed the real long sword in his hand with a single sword, Yang Zhen couldn't add more hatred.

If it weren't for the distance of hundreds of millions of miles, Yang Zhen might have come to kill Han Muye himself.

At this moment, a young man in green robe stood in front of Han Muye.

Zhao Chen, that is, Yun Chen held the account book in his hand, and kept whispering in his mouth.

"Brother, this business can be done."

"This trip is three million desolate pearls."

"Also, this is a good opportunity to get close to those beasts."

At this time, the business he was talking about was a family group in the wasteland who commissioned the purchase of a batch of supplies.

These materials contain many treasures, which need to be gathered by all races.

The total value is nearly ten million barren pearls.

If it is transported to that ethnic group, there will be a profit of three million waste pearls if it is changed hands.

"This task is not easy to take." Han Muye waved his hands, his eyes shining brightly.

"The Wanhua Immortal Dynasty has blocked wasteland supplies for hundreds of thousands of years."

"If our caravan goes deep into the wilderness, it will inevitably attract interception and killing."

Caravan quests are real.

The tribe over there is also true.

But as long as this mission is accepted, countless hunters will come to surround and kill him.

Wanhua Xianchao has always blocked supplies, just to let those mythical animal groups slowly die out.

The Great Wilderness is, after all, a world of mythical beasts and strange beasts.

"Is that so?" Hearing Han Muye's words, Yun Chen shook his head and said with some regret, "Forget it, this business is no longer accepted."

"Why didn't you pick it up?" Han Muye said with a smile on his face, "If I don't go, it doesn't mean there is no caravan going."

"I have already contacted Yunliang City, and I am willing to make a trip over there."

Fengmingtai, the lord of Yunliang City, is a strong man in the True Spirit Realm.

He alone is not enough.

Behind Yunliang City, there is a mythical beast named Phoenix.

"Yunliang City?" Yun Chen nodded and said, "Then I'll let people collect supplies."

"I don't know when they will come?"

Han Muye stood up, looked out of the quiet room, his body was slowly surging with energy.

"I'll go to Yunliang City and bring them along."

I told Jin Huo last time that it was time to bring Jin Huo to Hanshan City.

Not just golden fire.

Han Muye's current undead rules comprehend to the last step.

He needs to meet the divine beast Phoenix in person.

And the beast Phoenix is ​​also interested in his undead rules.

Although Han Muye is the patriarch of the Hanshan tribe, he doesn't care about the affairs of Hanshancheng.

Han Dingyi is in charge of the entire Hanshan City.

Clan elder Han Yunhe and their cultivation bases have now solidified, and they can only be raised at the eighth level of Yuanling.

The strongest members of the Hanshan tribe were Han Dingyi and Han Jin from the True Spirit Realm, and Mu Changkong and others who joined the True Spirit Realm later.

Han Jin has always practiced the swordsmanship taught by Han Muye, and his combat strength is second only to Han Muye in the Han Mountains.

But Han Jin devoted himself to practicing, regardless of Han Shancheng.

Han Muye left the customs, met Han Dingyi, and then quietly left the city.

The entire Hanshan City is already huge.

The streets are full of people of all races.

Some people have strange shapes, tall or short, and some have tattoos of their own ethnic group on their foreheads.

The Hanshan tribe is one of the few cities that can accommodate the free trade of all ethnic groups in the wilderness.

In this city, few people dare not abide by the trading rules.

Because this rule is protected by everyone.

In particular, some people used to forcefully buy and sell in the city, and even fought, but before the guards of Hanshan City came, they were attacked by strong men of various ethnic groups, and their bones were broken.

After Han Muye left the city, he controlled the sword light and flew away.

He could feel that there were several streamers following behind him.

With a slight smile, his flying sword escaped a little faster.

There are not no swordsmen among the current Great Wilderness tribe, but they are still a minority.

Swordsmanship is mainly spread among the human races of Wanhua Immortal Dynasty and Xuanling Immortal Kingdom.

It is said that a prince of the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty is an existence with extremely strong swordsmanship. With his swordsmanship, he has already challenged many seniors in the true spirit realm.

That prince seems to be called Yang Tian.

Han Muye's flying speed was extremely fast, but within an hour he was already three thousand miles away from Yunliang City.

Only at this moment, he stopped.

In front of him, a pale golden light curtain blocked his way.

From behind, several figures in black robes flew over.

In the distance, streamers of light flickered.

Hunter.

This was the number of times Han Muye had met hunters.

But this time, his expression was slightly serious.

"True spirit realm."

Raising his hand, the long blue sword in his palm was unsheathed.

In the other hand, the purple dagger is held upside down.

With the two swords in hand, Han Muye's blood was restrained, only the faint strength of the Golden Crow's blood was concentrated.

"Han Muye, the head of the Hanshan tribe, if you succeed in hunting, you can get 3.5 million wild pearls."

An old man wearing a black robe and full of black hair was holding a golden jade slip in his hand, his eyes swept over Han Muye.

The other few people showed eagerness in their eyes.

"it's him."

The speaker held a pale golden spear in his hand.

"It's not in vain that we have guarded Hanshan City for thirty years." Another old man had a smile on his face, and a faint black mark appeared on his forehead.

Among this group of people, there are human races and the Great Wilderness Monster Race.

But their cultivation bases are all in the realm of true spirits.

There are nine in total.

Hunting and killing nine people in the True Spirit Realm is really rare on this scale.

"My Han Muye's life is only worth 3.5 million desolate pearls?" Han Muye shook his head while holding the sword, "You really look down on me."

Three and a half million desolate pearls are more than the usual True Spirit Realm, but not much more.

He thought how valuable his life was.

"Yes, three and a half million." A dark golden flywheel appeared in the old man's hand, and with a movement of his body, the flywheel was thrown out.

"It's 3.5 million waste beads per person!"

Three and a half million per person?

Well, it makes sense.

Han Muye felt a little more balanced.

"when--"

He pointed out the long sword in his hand, blocking the flywheel.

The flywheel flickered and appeared behind Han Muye.

So fast!

Han Muye didn't move, he raised the dagger in his left hand lightly.

"Stab—"

The flywheel is blocked.

His right hand stabbed forward with the long sword.

The cyan sword light tore apart the sky and the earth, and cut through the floating clouds.

"boom--"

The big man who just took out the long ax in his hand was hit by the sword on the shoulder, and the whole person fell down.

Before Han Muye could draw his sword again, the bearded old man on the other side threw out two long whips from his hands.

The golden long whip whistled, and the golden light intersected on it, wrapping towards Han Muye.

Han Muye's figure rushed forward following the long sword in his hand, and the three figures behind him caught up.

"when--"

Flywheel and another spinning knife catch up to Han Muye.

Nine true spirits surrounded and killed one person.

Relying on the long sword in his hand, Han Muye fought with nine people, and they were able to go back and forth.

"boom--"

The big man who was smashed finally flew forward with a long axe.

Han Muye resisted the axe, stepped back a little, and stood with swords in both hands.

The other nine people surrounded them, all of them looked dignified.

"Sure enough."

"No wonder the reward is so high." It was a female cultivator who spoke, her figure revealing a trace of coquettishness.

The others all nodded, their energy and blood matched with their true spirits.

In the fight just now, everyone did not use the power of the true spirit.

Seeing the power of the true spirit in front of him, Han Muye raised the sword again, and behind him, a Golden Crow True Spirit emerged.

As soon as his Golden Crow true spirit appeared, everyone hurriedly took a step back.

The true spirit is solidified, and the golden streamer shines.

This true spirit is only a hair away from the second turn!

Such a true spirit, the strength is absolutely tyrannical.

Han Muye laughed, raised his hand and drew out his sword, with the blessing of the real spirit behind him, every sword was filled with endless flames.

Golden Crow Divine Flame!

The Golden Crow Divine Flame is already gilded and bright red, and the dazzling light makes people dare not look directly at it.

The combination of the sword light and the flame turned the surrounding hundreds of feet into a sea of ​​flames.

Han Muye had two swords in his hands, directly preventing the nine true spirits from approaching.

The flames of the sea of ​​fire are monstrous, shining through the sky.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash." A voice sounded in midair.

A middle-aged man in pale gold battle armor spread out a pair of jade white wings, and stabbed Han Muye's back with a spear in his hand.

When Han Muye touched the long sword in his hand, his whole figure fell uncontrollably.

"Second turn of true spirit!"

"Bloodline supernatural power!"

A low cry came from Han Muye's mouth.

In the distance, a golden flame flew towards this place.

There was endless golden red in the flames.

"It's the divine beast Phoenix!"

The nine true spirit realms exclaimed and scattered around.

The big man with golden armor twisted his spear again, smashing the falling body of Han Muye directly.

"boom--"

The shattered divine light of the true spirit turned into a beam of light that soared into the sky.

The true spirit perishes!

The big man in golden armor let out a long laugh, and flew away.

The other nine true spirits also turned around and left with long smiles.

A moment later, Feng Mingtai and Feng Qi who flew down had solemn expressions.

"This is, who was hunted down?"

Feng Mingtai looked around, widened his eyes, and whispered: "It can't be, Chief Han?"

Feng Qi frowned.

He knew Han Muye's strength.

It's unimaginable that his foster father's means are so strong.

But just now they also sensed that there are several True Spirit Realm attacks at the same time.

There is even an unimaginably powerful force.

Could it be that his adoptive father was really hunted down?

Is the Great Desolate Ruins Realm really this dangerous?

"boom--"

At this moment, a flame rose in front of them.

In the flames, endless golden light shone, and Han Muye stepped out of it.

Rebirth?

resurrection?

Both Feng Qi and Feng Mingtai stared wide-eyed.

In such a state where the true spirit is broken, can it be revived?

Is there such a thing as practice in the world?

"This is the rule of immortality? Good." There was a whisper in the air, and a golden-red light appeared.

"Old Ancestor!" Feng Qi called out in a low voice.

Fengmingtai was also busy bowing to salute.

In front of them, a young man in a golden red robe was holding a golden red bead in his hand, and his eyes fell on Han Muye.

"Han Muye met Senior Phoenix."

"The junior's undead rules have not been fully grasped, the senior laughed at it."

Han Muye bowed slightly and spoke.

Divine beast Phoenix.

In the presence of such a mighty one, he needs respect.

Divine beasts are the masters of the Great Wilderness.

Don't look at the powerhouses of all races turning three to be invincible.

But in front of the truly powerful beasts, it's not enough to look at.

The one in front of me is probably not a three-turn true spiritual enemy.

"My name is Feng Shishi."

Phoenix glanced over, and a faint Nirvana fire appeared on his body.

"Let's go, let's go back and talk."

After the voice fell, his figure faded away.

...

Yunliang City, the peak of the towering mountain behind the mountain.

Han Muye sat opposite Feng Shishi.

In Han Muye's hand, a ball of golden Golden Crow Divine Flame flickered.

Exchange this 100,000 Golden Crow Flames for Phoenix's 10,000 Nirvana Flames.

One for ten.

For Han Muye, as long as he can refine these ten thousand divine beast true spirit Nirvana flames, the quality of his Golden Crow Divine Flame will definitely be improved again.

At that time, I am afraid that only the Divine Flame of the Great Sun Golden Crow will be higher in grade than his Divine Flame.

His true spirit is transformed by the divine flame, and the higher the grade of the divine flame, the combat power of his true spirit will directly increase several times.

After exchanging the divine flames, Han Muye just looked solemn and handed over a pale golden bead in his hand.

"Senior, this is the undead rule I condensed."

Undead rules, condensed into an undead bead.

Feng Shishi took the undead pearl and narrowed her eyes slightly.

On his body, endless divine light and flames staggered.

"Combine sacrifice, Nirvana, and the power of life and death, and turn it into the rule of immortality."

"Good means."

Holding the bead, Feng Shishi looked at Han Muye: "Among the wilderness, those who can comprehend the three rules at the same time, except us and other divine beasts, are at least three revolutions of true spirits."

"You are suppressing your cultivation."

Han Muye did not speak.

really.

His own strength is already extremely strong.

The blood power of the Golden Crow has arrived in the realm of the Golden Crow of Eternal Brightness.

This is the realm that only the Golden Crow Divine Beast possesses.

With the power of Shenyan, he could have stepped into the second turn of the true spirit directly.

But he didn't want to enter the second rank so quickly.

The higher and higher the level of cultivation in the ruins world, the more and more ties with the Great Wilderness here.

In the future, the cause and effect with this world will become an obstacle to his practice.

According to Han Muye's plan, within 10,000 years, step into the third rank, fight against the strong of Wanhua Immortal Dynasty, repair his prehistoric battle armor, and then he can leave this world.

In the future, maybe there will be time to come again?

However, there is a timeline of tens of thousands of years between the Ruins Realm and the outside world, so I don't know how many years it will be when I return.

Even if the lifespan of the people in the Great Wasteland Realm is long, many people are afraid that they will perish.

"This is the Nirvana rule of my Phoenix family."

"From the Great Desolation."

A faint golden halo appeared in Feng Shishi's hand, and then handed it to Han Muye.

Han Muye reached out to catch it, and the halo enveloped him.

"Om—"

As the halo merged, the aura on his body began to change.

A series of black, white, and blue-red halos continuously intertwined on his body, and finally dissipated, turning into a faint milky white.

Behind him, the Golden Crow True Spirit appeared, and then surrounded by rings of halo.

Fire rules.

Sacrifice the rules.

Courage rules.

Undead rules!

This milky white rule is the undead rule that Han Muye spent five hundred years comprehending and merging.

The moment the undead rule appeared, the Golden Crow figure behind him dispersed.

From now on, he will be immortal!

Unless the power of his rules is broken, he can live forever.

Feng Shishi looked at his pale white rule power, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Han Muye cupped his hands to Feng Shisiyi and said, "Thank you, senior, for your fulfillment."

Without the blessing of the phoenix's Nirvana power, his immortal power could not be formed, and the rules could not be condensed.

This is his own perception, which is different from those rules that are only controlled.

"You said, go to the depths of the wilderness." Feng Shishi looked at Han Muye and said softly, "I'm somewhat interested."

Looking into the distance, his voice was ethereal: "I haven't seen those old friends for a long time."

Half a day later, Feng Qi, the young master of Yunliang City, led a team to Hanshan City.

Among the carriages pulled by several Phoenix-headed Tianma, Feng Shishi and Han Muye sat facing each other in one of them.

When the convoy arrived at Hanshan City, Han Dingfang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Patriarch, I thought something happened to you!"

"The blood sign you left in the enshrinement hall is broken."

Hearing his words, Han Muye nodded and said, "From now on, let outsiders think that I have fallen."