Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

fall?

Han Dingyi was stunned.

"Patriarch, the Hanshan tribe cannot live without you—"

Before he finished speaking, Han Muye smiled and said, "Without my presence in the past five hundred years, isn't the Hanshan tribe developing very well?"

Today's Hanshan City is so prosperous, there are tens of millions of people from the Jinwu tribe alone.

The various tribes in the city, and the various groups of the Great Wilderness, already have tens of millions living together.

There are huge amounts of materials in operation every day.

These have something to do with Han Muye, but they don't have much to do with it anymore.

After sitting in Hanshan City for five hundred years, he spent most of his time in seclusion without taking action.

"I'm not trying to separate the relationship with Han Shancheng." Seeing Han Dingyi's nervous expression, Han Muye smiled and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

"I'm going to leave the Hanshan tribe quietly, travel the wilderness, hide my identity, it will be safer."

It turned out to be like this.

Han Dingyi breathed a sigh of relief.

In the end, the Hanshan tribe only announced to the outside world that the patriarch Han Muye was still retreating.

He didn't dare to follow what Han Muye said, the head of his family died of serious injuries.

Han Muye wanted to announce this directly, so that he could see the reaction of the human race and stimulate the fighting spirit of the Golden Crow tribe.

Pity.

Half a month later, the goods prepared by Zhao Chen and his caravan were handed over to Feng Qi and his Phoenix clan from Yunliang City.

There are a total of 300 carts, each of which is blessed with the human race Xuanling Immortal Kingdom Artifact Refining Technique, which can be suspended and flew in the air.

Three hundred Pegasus beasts dragged the cart, and there were dozens of strong men from the Phoenix family guarding it.

The young lord of Yunliang City, Feng Qi, personally led the escort.

In front, there are several tall carriages pulled by phoenix horses.

Such a caravan, when leaving the city, attracted the attention of all parties.

"Phoenix clan? But it's rare."

"The descendants of the gods and beasts also want to follow the business path?"

"This team, can't it be the caravan transporting supplies to the depths of the wilderness that was said before? They are not afraid of—"

...

At the city gate, many people's eyes flashed.

There is a tacit understanding between the two great fairy kingdoms of the human race and the great wilderness, and they rarely interact with those groups of gods and beasts.

This caravan is obviously going to the depths of the wilderness.

I am afraid that the interception and killing of the human race will be indispensable along the way.

"Senior Feng Shishi, in the great wilderness, how many divine beasts from the ancient prehistoric era are still alive?"

Han Muye looked at Feng Shishi in front of him in a carriage pulled by a phoenix-headed horse, and asked softly.

The power of the beast is so powerful that it is unimaginable.

He couldn't be sure whether these divine beasts were creatures from the Ruins Realm, or they were left from the ancient times.

Ordinarily, it is impossible for the creatures in the ruins world to go out.

However, it is impossible to generalize the power of mythical beasts who have survived from the ancient prehistoric times.

"Not much more." Hearing Han Muye's words, Feng Shishi shook her head.

"Over the years, most of the beast groups have left."

really.

The Ruins Realm, for the beasts, is not impossible to leave.

Seeing Han Muye's expression, Feng Shishi's eyes flashed brightly.

"They were able to leave because the Enlightened Beast opened Kunwu's channel and allowed them to reach Kunwu."

"In the future, whether everyone can leave or not depends on you."

Han Muye was slightly taken aback by Feng Shishi's words.

He looked up and saw Feng Shisi whispering softly: "The Enlightened Beast doesn't have enough power to open Kunwu again."

To open the last lost land of the wilderness requires enough space and time power.

The Enlightened Beast is the strongest guardian animal in the world, and he was once in charge of guarding Kunwu's gate.

Now, this task is handed over to Han Muye.

"Why me?" Han Muye stared at Feng Shishi.

Although his cultivation is not bad, he is still far from being able to open Kunwu.

In the wilderness, there are many people with higher cultivation and fighting power than him.

There are so many divine beasts that survived from ancient times.

Why did the Enlightened Beast choose him, Han Muye?

"Because Haotian chose you." Feng Shishi raised his head and looked at the Great Sun Golden Crow in the sky.

Haotian Golden Crow?

Han Muye also looked up.

The Golden Crow of the Great Sun is shining, and it is still brilliant.

"Our ancient beasts are no longer able to control Kunwu because of the rules." Feng Shishi looked down at Han Muye.

"Actually, whether it is the Wanhua Heavenly Emperor of the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty or the Xuanyuanqing Emperor of the Xuanling Immortal Kingdom, they were all considered as objects of consideration."

"We have also investigated those people who came from outside the wilderness before."

His eyes fell on Han Muye, which made Han Muye more curious.

What attracted Haotian Golden Crow to me.

And why it can be recognized by enlightened beasts and those divine beasts.

"Those people are all here to seek a breakthrough in power."

"They have no respect for the wilderness or the ancient inheritance."

There was helplessness and disappointment in Feng Shishi's words.

As an ancient divine beast, he possesses power that is unmatched by the world.

But trapped in this world of ruins, watching the changes in the outside world, he was helpless.

This kind of sadness is not just him.

"Emperor Wanhua came here for the soul of the Haotian Golden Crow."

"Haotian needs to sacrifice himself in exchange for the support of Emperor Wanhua."

"Qingdi, he is similar to us," Feng Shisi shook his head and said in a low voice, "but his ambition is too great."

Wanhua Immortal Venerable wants the soul of the Haotian Golden Crow.

In fact, in the secret place of the Golden Crow clan, there is still the soul of the three-legged Golden Crow residing, so it is not impossible to give it to him.

But for the beast, this kind of transaction is a shame.

Perhaps watching the Golden Crow being suppressed by the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty all this time is the Haotian Golden Crow's compromise?

Conversely, the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty has been attacking the Jinwu clan, is it deliberately exerting pressure?

But in the end Han Muye appeared and broke the deadlock.

The Haotian Golden Crow appeared in the secret inheritance of the Golden Crow Clan, and Han Muye was asked to take out more Golden Crow True Spirit Bones because he chose Han Muye.

Abandoned Emperor Wanhua and Emperor Qing.

Also, Emperor Qing, is it the same as a divine beast?

He also came from outside the Great Wilderness, but he has the background of a divine beast, is it an ancient divine beast, or is it inherited from a divine beast?

Han Muye looked at Feng Shishi.

"You have a good idea. I am taking you to the depths of the wilderness this trip, and I am taking you to meet those old friends who have been passed down from the wilderness."

"You need their approval."

Feng Shishi showed a smile on his face: "Of course, as long as you can get the approval of most of the beasts this time, you can pass the test."

"If you think about it, you can get a lot of benefits."

The mythical beasts are all powerful people who survived in the prehistoric era.

Of course, they have many treasures in their hands.

A smile also appeared on Han Muye's face.

It seems that this is a treasure hunt trip.

"boom--"

Ahead, a hundred-foot-high rocky cliff collapsed, pressing towards the convoy.

Although the convoy was moving forward in suspension, they did not fly away in the sky.

"defense."

Feng Qi, who was in front of the convoy, let out a low shout, pointing forward with the golden staff in his hand.

"boom--"

A flame rose up, covering the stone cliffs and rubble.

The intensity of the flames instantly burned all the gravel into thick lava.

Behind the cliff, a group of people in black robes covering their faces showed horror in their eyes.

Because the cliff melted too fast, they hadn't had time to dodge.

At this time, golden flames and lava had already fallen towards them as hoods.

"Hide--"

"Can't hide, shoot!"

Some people exclaimed, some people shouted loudly, and they panicked for a while.

There was indifference in Feng Qi's eyes, watching the flames and lava converging into a fire dragon.

"Roar--"

The fire dragon engulfed the fleeing figures in one gulp.

They didn't ask why these people came to kill them, and they didn't keep them alive.

The fire dragon chased out ten miles directly, turning the mountains and forests in a radius of ten miles into a sea of ​​flames.

"Let's go."

With a soft snort, Feng Qi straddled the Phoenix-headed Heavenly Horse, put away the golden stick in his hand, and galloped away.

The convoy paused slightly and left.

Half a quarter of an hour later, several figures slowly appeared in the surrounding void.

"One hit is sure to kill, this kid from the Phoenix Clan is quite murderous." The old man who spoke had a pale golden lion pattern on his forehead.

It's obviously the Golden Lion family, but I don't know where it is.

The eyes of the other people were all shining.

"He alone can't protect these belongings." The tall man in black armor sneered.

"Let's try again."

"As long as there is no real spirit to make a move, I will cast the Tianhe Clan to eat these treasures." After the big man finished speaking, a pair of golden wings spread out behind his back, and his body moved and disappeared.

"Hmph, it's not certain who will eat it."

"Each according to his own ability."

The other people all had the light of Yuanling shining on their bodies, and then they left separately.

After everyone left, Han Muye and Feng Shishi in the carriage bowed their heads.

"Take it as a training for Feng Qi." Feng Shishi shook his head and looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.

"Can you tell me what it's like outside the wilderness?"

...

Han Muye quietly followed the caravan into the depths of the wilderness.

In the wilderness, the battle between the Golden Crow Clan and the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty has not stopped.

Because the Golden Crow clan became more and more chaotic and more powerful true spirits appeared, Wanhua Xianchao had to mobilize a large army and gather towards the border.

The Golden Crow clan also advanced rapidly, and the battle line was getting closer and closer to the Golden Crow Divine Court back then.

Over the past five hundred years, the cohesion of the three major parts of the Golden Crow has become stronger and stronger.

There are enough Golden Crow True Spirit Bones to gather elites from all walks of life, and the younger elites of many ethnic groups go to the frontline.

The battlefield is the place that can sharpen people the most.

The news of the assassination of Han Muye, the head of the Hanshan tribe, spread to the front line. The Hanshan tribe reported the news about Han Muye's retreat.

No matter what the ordinary people think, Shang Yue and the others at the upper echelon know that Han Muye is fine.

Along with these messages came a million pieces of armor sent by the Hanshan Department.

Great Wilderness Golden Crow Armor.

It's not the strongest one, but a newly-made battle armor that can stimulate the combat power of the Golden Crow.

With this battle armor, the combat power of those Golden Crow strongmen with seventh and eighth-level Yuanlings has at least doubled.

What's even more frightening is that this armor can form formations automatically.

This is also the thing that Hanshan has studied the most in the past hundreds of years.

All races in the Great Wilderness are not good at fighting in formations.

But forming a battle formation can increase the combat power of ordinary soldiers infinitely.

Hundreds of soldiers of the sixth-level Yuanling realm can surround and kill a strong Yuanling of the eighth or even ninth-level in a battle formation.

It is by means of such means that the human race can dominate the wilderness and drive all races to the depths of the wilderness.

If the Golden Crow Armor's battle tactics can really become a reality, the battle situation and power of Dahuang will have to be rewritten.

The human race seems to have been strong in the wilderness, but in fact it is because they cannot be single-minded in bullying the wilderness.

On the frontline battlefield of the Golden Crow Clan, millions of battle armors were dispatched, and battle formations were established one after another.

Behind the battle formation, there are countless people from all races watching.

This time the Great Desolation Golden Crow Clan's battle for the Divine Court has become a place to display the Golden Crow armor.

The strongest of the three major clans, tens of thousands of true spirit realms, were all suppressed.

Human race, 30 million troops assembled.

A great war is brewing that will affect the countless thousands of years of the Great Desolate World.

At this time, Han Muye had already reached the depths of the Great Desolation.

Along the way, dozens of waves of interceptions were experienced.

In one of the most dangerous battles, Feng Qi was besieged and killed by dozens of Yuan Ling eighth and ninth-level powerhouses.

That battle also allowed Feng Qi to make a breakthrough in cultivation, complete Nirvana, and become a true spirit realm.

At this time, before a boundless wasteland, the convoy formed a circle.

Because in the wasteland, there are thousands of long-horned black bulls with mixed shapes and black bodies blocking them.

Feng Qi struck out the golden stick in his hand, and the surging flames were crushed by a ten-foot-tall bull.

This blow was already the strongest power he had when he first entered the True Spirit Realm, but he didn't expect to be vulnerable before this giant bull.

Compared with the previous interception, this is the real formidable enemy!

"Let me do it." At this moment, Han Muye's voice sounded from behind Feng Qi.

Han Muye, who was wearing a black battle armor, walked forward slowly.

"Han Muye came to visit Senior Honghuang Yunniu."

Han Muye clasped his fists slightly and looked up at the sky.

In the void, there was a faint sound of a cow bleating.

Below, thousands of giant oxen roared and rushed towards Han Muye with a sky-shattering momentum.

This is welcome?

In other words, this is the test.

Han Muye chuckled lightly, and stepped forward.

step!

It was as if the gravity of countless tens of thousands of catties had slammed down.

The whole world trembled with this foot.

With his physical strength, Han Muye has never been afraid of anyone.

For so many years, his physical training accumulation has already been no less than that of a divine beast.

Even, his physical strength is only comparable to a few prehistoric beasts.

After he left the Ruins Realm, returned to Dripping Blood Cliff, and united the body of the refined dragon and crocodile into one, there were not many people in the world who could compare him physically.

How many overlords were there in Honghuang?

Maybe?

Han Muye stepped forward, let out a long shout, and raised his fist.

Sky breaking fist!

There are already 108 forms of the Breaking Heaven Fist, and each punch has the power to shake the world for a hundred miles around.

With one punch, the wind roared, and it turned into a ferocious beast, hitting the head of the giant black bull that was approaching.

This gigantic bull, which could crush a blow from a phoenix in the true spirit realm, shook its body, and its four hooves retreated uncontrollably.

Han Muye laughed, and flew forward, stepping on the black bull's head.

Hei Niu's hooves softened and he knelt down on the ground.

Han Muye turned around, he was in the air, and he punched the ground.

"Boom—"

The earth collapsed in a radius of ten miles!

All the black bulls fell into the ten-foot-deep pit.

Han Muye raised his head and looked at the flowing clouds in the sky.

"Senior Yunniu, this junior asks for advice."

As soon as the words fell, golden halos flowed around his body, turning into a ten-foot-high Golden Crow.

The Golden Crow spread its wings, and a fire tornado flew out.

"Moo—"

The clouds in the sky directly turned into a gigantic bull with a height of 1000 feet, and it stomped on the head of the Golden Crow transformed by Han Muye.

The Golden Crow roared loudly, flapped its wings, and a golden thunder appeared.

Thunder?

The giant bull froze for a moment, before it could pull back its hoof, it was hit by the golden thunder.

"Boom—"

The white clouds shattered, and an old man with black horns came out in a panic.

The old man's head and face still had scars from being blasted by the thunder.

"You bastard, how come you have Kui Niu's lightning power?" The old man stared at Han Muye.

Han Muye's Golden Crow True Spirit dissipated and stood in midair with hands folded.

The old man snorted coldly, and cast his eyes forward: "Feng Shishi, is this the guy the Enlightened Beast is looking for?"

"Don't you know how to respect the old and love the young?"

"Look at those little guys who scare me."

Han Muye lowered his head and couldn't help smiling when he saw the fearful faces of those giant black-horned bulls below.

The wild races are all afraid of the strong.

The fist just now frightened these giant bulls.

"Yun Datou, you are the one who wants to fight." Feng Shishi's voice sounded.

Obviously, with a sense of gloating.

The old man Yunniu's face was swollen but he couldn't attack it. In the end, he could only snort coldly, and flew down.

Han Muye also landed on the wasteland.

There is a difference between divine beasts and divine beasts.

For example, the Yunniu in front of him was also known as a beast in ancient times, but his strength was not high.

Compared with the phoenix, the unicorn beasts are so powerful that many of them are not worthy of their names.

But the name of the beast is not all due to its own combat power, but also its special bloodline power and various inherited magical powers.

For example, the blood of Yunniu has the supernatural power of turning into clouds in the sky, which can gallop day and night and travel tens of thousands of miles in an instant.

It can also hide in the sky, no matter how strong the enemy is, it cannot be found.

"My Yunniu clan has inherited the blood of the Great Desolate Tianjia Niu. Unfortunately, now that the power of the blood is suppressed, my group can only shrink in the depths of the wilderness."

On the mountain, looking at the giant bulls scattered everywhere, the old man Yunniu sighed softly.

He didn't want to be a cowherd either, but the bloodline power of the clan couldn't be awakened, and the strength was too weak, so he could only guard it.

Otherwise, these groups of his will become food in the mouths of other strange beasts.

"The blood power cannot be awakened?" Han Muye turned to look at Feng Shishi.

Feng Shishi nodded and sighed softly: "This is the biggest problem faced by all races in the Great Wilderness."

"If not, we wouldn't want to go to Kunwu either."

Dahuang's power of heaven and earth is not strong enough, and is still weakening.

Therefore, it is difficult to awaken the blood power of various races in the wilderness.

"You Jinwu clan have not awakened the power of blood for many years."

"I remember a Golden Crow in the depths of the wilderness, and he is also having a headache about this." Yunniu shook his head and said with a grin.

The blood power of the Jinwu clan has not been awakened naturally for ten thousand years.

It is becoming more and more difficult for all races in the wilderness to inherit.

Fortunately, each race has a new practice method, and the power of inheritance can be passed on through the real spirit bone.

But the strength among the disciples of the younger generation is getting weaker and weaker, and there are fewer and fewer people who can accept the inheritance from the true spirit bones.

According to the estimates of many strong people, in another 70 to 80 million years, the inheritance of many ethnic groups will die out.

"Haven't you thought about using the new method of inheritance?"

Han Muye looked at Feng Shishi and Yunniu.

"For example, the real spirit bone?"

In the ancient times, it was inherited by the god pattern, which is not as deep as the memory of the real spirit bone.

Han Muye had received the True Spirit Bone and the Divine Rune in the Golden Crow Secret Land, so he understood the pros and cons of the two.

Inheritance of the true spirit and divine pattern requires too much understanding and strength.

True Spirit Bone is much simpler.

But more succinct than these two are the inheritance of the various practice methods of the human race.

Individuals of the human race are not strong enough, but the human race can pass on various cultivation methods.

Unlike the races in the wilderness, once the bloodline is weakened, the inheritance may be cut off.

"We have also thought about modifying the method of inheritance." Feng Shishi waved his hand and sighed: "The problem is that the power of the blood has been integrated into the inheritance, and we dare not change it at all."

Dare not change.

Once changed, more ethnic groups may disappear.

Han Muye knew that the power inheritance of many divine beasts already involved rules.

rule!

Han Muye's eyes shone brightly.

In the inheritance of later generations, the Phoenix Clan used the Nirvana Pearl.

Nirvana is the inheritance rule of the Phoenix Clan!

With the strongest supernatural powers of the clan, condensed into the power of rules.

Everything else can be discarded.

Perhaps, it was only the creatures of the Great Wilderness who could finally figure it out.

In this way, although many ethnic groups dissipated, the powerful ethnic groups were passed down after all.

Then, how to strip the power of the bloodline and finally achieve a single inheritance of the ethnic group?

Han Muye raised his head and looked at the great sun in the sky.

At this moment, he only felt trembling all over.

"What if I have a way to continue your inheritance?"

Han Muye clenched his fists, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

He was terrified by his own thoughts.

He didn't even dare to think about this idea.

Feng Shishi and Yunniu looked up at him.

"Do you have a solution?" Yunniu grinned and said, "If you have a solution, our Great Wilderness and other beast races will line up to beg you."

Feng Shishi also chuckled.

If there is a way, everyone will not have no choice but to watch their own group decline.

The ethnic group in the wilderness can only rely on Han Muye to open Kunwu, so that their ethnic group can go to Kunwu and get the opportunity to continue their bloodline.

"My method is very simple."

Han Muye looked at the two, clenched his fists, and looked towards the sky.

"Put the power of blood on the way of heaven."

Rely on the way of heaven?

Yunniu was bewildered.

Feng Shisi frowned first, then slowly changed his expression.

"You, you are crazy..."

"You are from the Golden Crow clan, do you want Haotian to fall?"

"The way of heaven in this wilderness should be him!"

Feng Shishi's eyes were fixed on Han Muye, and there were undulating divine light shining on his body.

"Are you with the Wanhua Heavenly Emperor?"

"You also want to take Haotian away, right?"

Wanhua Tiandi wants to get the strongest spirit of the Jinwu tribe, and wants to take off the Haotian Great Sun.

All the races in the Great Wilderness knew what Wanhua Xianchao wanted to do.

"Senior Fengshishi, if you send the most core inheritance rules of your Phoenix clan to the sky and make them part of the Dao of the Great Wilderness, there will be no worries about the inheritance of your Phoenix clan being cut off in the future."

Han Muye looked at Feng Shishi and spoke in a low voice.

There is an irresistible temptation in his words.

Feng Shishi's expression changed, and he stood there.

"Integrate the inheritance rules into the sky and become a part of the way of heaven?" Yunniu turned his head and looked around, showing determination on his face.

"Let me try."

Feng Shishi's complexion changed, and just as he was about to speak out to stop him, he saw that Yunniu had turned into a giant bull supporting the sky, roaring up to the sky.

Above the sky, an illusory cow figure emerged.

The next moment, the cow shadow descended and collided with Yunniu's body.

Yunniu let out a low growl, and a streak of pale golden blood rushed to Yuntian.

"Om—"

Thousands of miles of sky turned into blood.

Endless coercion descended from the sky, as if to crush Yunniu's body.

Feng Shishi's complexion changed drastically, and he turned to stare at Han Muye: "What's going on here!"

Han Muye looked at the trembling Yunniu who was almost unable to hold on, and whispered, "Heavenly Tribulation?"