Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

These are the three hundred immortals cultivated by Wanhua Xianzun and brought back by Han Muye from the Great Wilderness.

They will follow Han Muye to participate in this summit meeting.

They were born in the wilderness, and after they came out, they were calculated according to their age in the practice world, and each of them was qualified to participate in the summit meeting.

This time, they came to the peak meeting as immortal cultivators from Tonghe Immortal Realm.

Tonghe Immortal World, who knows how many people there are in this Immortal World?

But after a while, Huang Zhihu in light yellow armor, Jin Huo in fiery red armor, Lin Shen and others with a big sword on their backs also quietly arrived.

More than 3,000 people from Wanhua City came to the Summit this time.

According to the rules of the Heyday Meeting, each faction can only participate in a maximum of 500 people, and the people in Wanhua City are divided into ten groups, and they are named under the names of other extinct fairy worlds.

In fact, there are quite a few people who use this method to join the Summit.

Some people have special identities, some have special backgrounds, and some don't want to be involved with other fairy worlds. They will use this method to participate in the summit meeting.

There are even many people in the God Realm who use this method to participate.

The Zhoutian God Realm is known as the Ten Thousand Realms, and apart from some big sects, many forces are having a hard time.

According to what Han Muye knew, the Xuanjia Sect had arranged for people to attend the summit meeting this time, and was ready to put all their eggs in one basket.

According to the old rules, all the people under Han Muye's command had their identity marks.

A golden Golden Crow Divine Flame can not only cleanse the soul, but also sharpen the body, and serve as a mark of each other's identity.

In the following heyday meeting, only Shenyan will be recognized.

Leaving the small courtyard, Han Muye went to another small courtyard.

Back in the Great Wasteland Realm, Yang Dingtian of the Chiyan Sword Sect in the Scarlet Heaven Immortal Realm did not return, but Yang Dingtian handed over the Tianyang Sword he had successfully refined to Han Muye, and asked Han Muye to bring it to the Chiyan Sword Sect.

This sword is a treasure.

"A person from the Rain-covering Immortal Realm?" In front of a courtyard, the guarding immortal cultivator glanced at Han Muye with a cold expression on his face.

"Your Rain-covering Immortal Realm is an inferior Immortal Realm, right?"

"Want to form an alliance with my Chitian Immortal Realm?"

"Are you qualified enough?"

There are more than 30,000 fairy worlds, among which there are more than 500 immortal kings in the powerful world, and there are many sects.

That world is a high-level fairy world, and there is almost no lack of support from the immortals.

In the God Realm, there are also various implicated relationships.

The entire fairy world, such a world, is only one hundred.

Others have more than 100 immortal monarchs and less than 300 belong to the medium fairy world, about a thousand.

The rest belong to the lower fairy world.

Of course, there are also differences between the lower immortal worlds.

A fairy world with hundreds of immortals is naturally strong.

If there are not even fifty, it is the lowest level of the fairy world.

This was the case in Tonghe Immortal World back then.

Before, there were not fifty immortals in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm.

"I want to see Yang Chilin." Han Muye frowned, and whispered softly.

There was a trace of spiritual shock in his voice, and the power of the sword of primordial spirit was added. With a single sentence, the immortal cultivator of the Great Luo Realm who was guarding the gate was stunned, and he walked slowly into the courtyard.

After a few breaths, several figures rushed out of the small courtyard, their bodies with celestial light turbulent.

"Which fellow daoist from the fairyland is joking with me from the Chitian fairyland?"

"I'm not timid, I don't know if such a provocation is an enemy in the heyday?"

Those who spoke out are obviously in the realm of immortal monarchs, and the immortal light on each of them is extremely strong.

A thin-faced young man in a white robe looked at Han Muye, cupped his hands and said, "Below is Yang Chilin."

Yang Chilin, the son of Yangdingtian, the young master of the Chiyan Sword Sect.

His cultivation base is not weak, and he is also at the peak of Da Luo.

But Congyang Dingtian and the others didn't come back to participate in the heyday meeting, and the position of Chiyan Sword Sect in Chitian Immortal Realm was embarrassing.

Yang Chilin, in particular, had no choice but to bite the bullet and participate in the summit meeting.

"Someone asked me to give this to you." Han Muye raised his hand, and a golden light rushed into Yang Chilin's eyebrows.

Before the other few people had time to stop them, the golden light had already disappeared.

"Who are you?"

"Who are you?"

"Bold and sham."

Several immortals shouted angrily, but due to the rules of Wu Tianzhou, they dared not do anything.

A daze flashed across Yang Chilin's face, and then his eyes widened.

"You and I--"

He suppressed his trembling and stared at Han Muye.

"My name is Han Muye, and I come from the Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm." After Han Muye finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Rain-covered Immortal Realm, hum."

"Red phosphorus, what's going on?"

"What is this person's background?"

Before the courtyard, someone asked Yang Chilin, and someone looked at Han Muye's leaving back with curiosity on his face.

Yang Chilin shook his head, turned around and walked into the courtyard, heading for his quiet room.

"Hmph, it's the time when Yang Dingtian alone dominates the fairy world of Chitian." Looking at Yang Chilin's silence, someone murmured in displeasure.

"Stop talking, Yang Chilin is not the only one who came to Chiyan Sword Sect this time." Someone hastily stopped the call.

"So what, without his Yangdingtian presence, the Chiyan Sword Sect would still be the number one sect in the Chitian Immortal Realm?" The speaker had a sneer on his face.

The others looked at each other and dispersed.

Returning to the quiet room, Yang Chilin was trembling all over.

In his sacred treasure, a golden long sword shines.

Blossoming golden golden crow divine flames floated.

These things did not require much effort on his part to refine them.

Among them, there are already many messages coming.

The long sword is the Tianyang Sword refined by his father, Yang Dingtian, by gathering the power of one world.

This sword is a treasure, and now it has been directly refined into his body.

From the blade of the sword, the vigorous power of the blazing sun penetrated his meridians, and with just one surge, it enveloped all the divinity and the power of heaven and earth around him.

"boom--"

With a soft sound, his cultivation directly stepped into the realm of a fairy king!

The sword body vibrated, and with a slight turn, it suppressed his cultivation base.

The power that just broke through is slowly digested, and there is no possibility of restlessness.

This shows that this sword is so strong that it can completely crush a fairy.

With this sword, he can directly kill the peak of the fairy king!

There was endless golden light in Yang Chilin's eyes.

"Tianyang sword, father..."

There is a message from Yang Dingtian in the long sword.

Yang Dingtian didn't say why he didn't return, he only said that he was practicing in an extremely important place and he would return someday in the future.

And tell him that Han Muye, Yunlan Sword Immortal, is a very powerful person, and he would seek Han Muye's protection if he had something to do.

Although he didn't know why his father said that a fairy who was born in an inferior fairy world was very powerful, Yang Chilin didn't doubt his father's words.

With the name of Yang Dingtian, no one in the entire Chitian Immortal Realm would dare to look directly at it.

What's more, my father actually trusted this Yunlan sword fairy, and even gave the Tianyang sword to him as a gift.

This kind of treasure, this Yunlan Sword Immortal also has no desire to take it for himself.

It is indeed a character.

"Covering Rain Immortal Realm, Yunlan Sword Immortal." He whispered softly, and the fairy lights around Yang Chilin burst out again.

...

When Han Muye returned to the courtyard of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm, he happened to see several cultivators in different clothes smiling and leaving.

When he walked to the door, Shu Ming Sword Immortal and others all looked indignant.

"These guys are instigated by the Zhaoyang Immortal Realm, and they are here to fight." Sword Immortal Shu Ming said in a low voice.

Although the Zhaoyang Immortal Realm is also a low-level fairy world, it is the strongest among them, with hundreds of immortal kings.

Some people want to curry favor with such a fairy world.

The few people from the other fairy worlds who came just now were trying to curry favor with the Zhaoyang fairy world, and wanted to trouble the Fuyu fairy world at the peak meeting.

Just now, they threatened the people of Fuyu Immortal Realm to withdraw from the Summit.

Before the small courtyard, everyone was indignant. If it wasn't for the fact that they couldn't do anything here, they would have fought.

"Forget it, don't worry about this, prepare well, and get familiar with the battle armor on you."

Han Muye waved his hands and walked straight back to his quiet room.

The others glanced at each other, hurriedly turned back to practice, and quickly refined the battle armor.

They all have battle armor of the same level as the Golden Crow Battle Armor, and their defense is powerful.

This was Han Muye sending them off so that they could fight for a better ranking in the summit.

With this armor, their combat power is at least doubled.

For the next few days, Han Muye did not leave the quiet room.

He exercises his physical body every day, and condenses his spirit of swordsmanship.

Amidst the chirping of the golden bird, Han Muye's power of rules became stronger and stronger.

"What a lunatic..."

This is what the golden bird said the most.

Every day, Han Muye's strength increased rapidly.

A month later, Han Muye walked out of the quiet room.

In the small courtyard, Taoist Su Yu who was sitting at the stone table looked at him with a cold expression.

"There are still fifty-six days before the peak meeting will begin. Do you know how many enemies you have this time?" Taoist Su Yu looked at Han Muye, "At least three hundred immortal worlds challenge you."

"In your situation, do you still have a chance of winning?"

Taoist Su Yu shook his head.

Three Hundred Immortal Worlds challenge yourself?

Han Muye's expression didn't change after receiving a jade slip handed over by Taoist Su Yu.

Recorded in this jade slip is the ranking of the strength of all parties in the fairy world.

Of course, this is all on the surface.

Outsiders don't even know about the hidden power of Wanhua City.

One hundred high-ranking immortals, each with at least ten immortals.

Among them, there are three more, with twenty immortal monarchs directly sitting in the town, and among them are the most powerful among the immortal monarchs.

There are seven or eight immortal kings in each of the thousand middle-level fairy worlds.

This level of strength is indeed not comparable to the previous Rain-covering Immortal Realm.

Let's take a look at the comparison of the strength of the various immortal worlds, and there are some records later.

Like odds on betting etc.

Han Muye looked back, and saw that the Rain-covered Immortal Realm broke into the top ten, and the odds were 30,000 to 1.

Of course, this number is the highest odds for many unknown immortal worlds.

In fact, only they pay attention to their own odds. Who would pay attention to such low-ranking data?

"Fellow Daoist Yunlan, are you interested in betting a little?" Taoist Su Yu looked at Han Muye and said with a smile, "There are still a few of those high-ranking immortals who have a good chance of breaking into the top ten, everyone is very optimistic. "

Han Muye saw that there were several names marked on the jade slips.

Chongtian Immortal Realm, Zhu Zi Xianjun, the tenth in the summit, the odds are 1.8 to 1, the ninth is 3 to 1... the first, 300 to 1.

This Zhu Zi Xianjun is at the peak of Xianjun, and in his hand is a top-grade Xianbao Bagua Mirror, which is said to be a strong person who wants to attack the Xianzun.

The Chongtian Immortal Realm is also the Highest Immortal Realm.

But as for whether this person can become the strongest player in the summit, the forces that set up the game are not very optimistic.

A compensation of three hundred is not a decimal.

Wanyu Immortal Realm, Yunshu Xianjun, the tenth in the heyday meeting, the odds are 2 to 1, the ninth is 5 to 1... the first, 900 to 1.

The same high-level fairy world, the same peak fairy king, but the fairy treasure in his hand is slightly worse.

After searching for the divine sense, the names of powerful immortal monarchs appeared, followed by their respective odds.

Han Muye discovered that no matter who it is, the odds of winning the first place in the end are extremely high.

It's crazy.

In this way, it is very exciting.

And his own odds, entering the top ten directly reached an astonishing one hundred and thirty thousand.

Interestingly enough, he's not in the top nine odds.

How much do you look down on him, Han Muye?

"Fellow Daoist Yunlan, look at these top ten people, they are basically making money without losing money."

"Fellow Daoist is already an immortal monarch. If you can enter the top ten and bet on yourself, you might be able to make a lot of money."

Taoist Su Yu encouraged him from one side.

He knew that Han Muye must have some wealth, otherwise he wouldn't have given him two hundred divine crystals as soon as he made a move.

It's just that in the past few days, he has also seen the strength of Fuyu Immortal Realm, and the summary of information from all parties is even more disappointing.

This Rain-Covering Immortal Realm has absolutely no chance of entering the top ten thousand.

He couldn't get into the top 10,000, and he couldn't even get the most basic reward of three hundred divine crystals.

This is also the reason why he has lost enthusiasm for the people of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm.

Now that Han Muye was arrested, he wanted Han Muye to make a bet.

These deacon disciples can get a commission that does not exceed a thousand crystals. If Han Muye can put more pressure on him, he can earn some money.

"Okay, then I'll make a bet."

Han Muye turned his head to look at Taoist Su Yu, hesitantly said: "Is it only possible to suppress the Divine Crystal?"

Hearing his words, Taoist Su Yu, who had already brightened his eyes, laughed, waved his hands and said, "If it's just pressing the god crystal, how big is this plate?"

He spread his palms and said loudly: "Not only the divine crystals, but as long as they can be converted into divine crystals, fairy stones, fairy treasures, spiritual materials, and elixirs, you can all bet on them."

Looking at Han Muye, Taoist Su Yu was a bit mysterious and proud: "Don't worry, all the bets in the Summit will be made through a mysterious formation. Outsiders will never know how much you bet and who you bet on."

Mysterious formation?

Han Muye instantly thought of Changtian Pavilion behind the Immortal Burial City.

really.

Taoist Su Yu took him to a grand and vast hall, and curtains of light appeared in front of him.

On the light curtain, are the odds of all parties in the fairy world and those who participated in the peak meeting.

Later, there is also the betting data of each person.

Most people have zero bets on them.

Most of the bets are concentrated on dozens of people who have been famous for a long time.

Among them, the few people with the largest number were all detained for hundreds of thousands of divine crystals.

This is clearly the same trading hall as the Immortal Burial City.

It's just that this trading floor has become a gambling game.

"Fellow Daoist Su Yu, the first few of them have at least one hundred thousand divine crystals on them. If they fall or retreat, wouldn't they just be in vain?" Han Muye asked aloud.

The person who set up this gamble probably wants to calculate the odds, and for those who have high bets, they may try their best to suppress the conspiracy.

Don't say that Shenyuan Tiangong is a Daoist sect and a famous sect.

Where can there be any decency in the practice world?

"Haha, Fellow Daoist is really very witty." Taoist Su Yu chuckled.

He glanced around and said, "You can bet on others or yourself."

"Those strong people will bet all their wealth on themselves."

Even if he knows that the more bets he carries, the more he will be plotted against, but as a strong man, without the will to win, how can he go far?

Han Muye nodded, showing a trace of fighting spirit.

"Yes, if you don't have the will to win, why come to the peak meeting!"

Really bet on yourself?

Watching Han Muye walk into the light curtain and disappear, Taoist Su Yu showed a trace of curiosity.

He encouraged Han Muye to bet on him because the higher the bet on Han Muye, the more commission he would have.

Although the upper limit cannot exceed one thousand, he never thought that there would be one thousand divine crystals.

If he wanted to draw 1000 divine crystals, Han Muye must have a bet of at least 100,000 divine crystals.

It is impossible for Han Muye to have such a net worth, and if he is not stupid, he should place his bets on those few strongest.

If you really bet on yourself, you are giving away your belongings.

With the cultivation and fighting power of Fuyu Immortal Realm and Han Muye, it is impossible to reach the top ten, even the top one thousand, or the top ten thousand.

Everything in the world of practice depends on strength, not luck.

This gamble is said to be a gamble, but in fact it has been carefully calculated long ago.

No one can really make a lot of money in this gamble.

In the previous heyday conferences, although a few people were able to get rich, in fact, more people went bankrupt.

"Never mind him, anyway, if he bets a little more on himself, I can get a few more crystals."

With a mutter, he set his eyes on the light curtain in front of him.

Raising his hand and moving a few times, he stared at the name of Han Muye that appeared in front of him.

But after a while, he saw an extra number on Han Muye's name.

one.

A divine crystal.

Just bet on one?

Taoist Su Yu pouted.

I also hope to get some commission.

A divine crystal, divide yourself.

Seeing that divine crystal, Taoist Su Yu was slightly taken aback.

The divine crystal that Han Muye bet on turned out to be the number one in the Summit.

In an instant, he saw a proportion that had never appeared before.

A compensation of one million.

Obviously, this number is the highest number of ordinary people.

In fact, in the opinion of Taoist Su Yu, not to mention the immortal world ranked in the bottom 10,000, even the strongest immortal kings in the middle immortal world, the possibility of winning the first place in the peak meeting is also zero.

Some chaotic battles in the past may be lucky, but the subsequent battles are all real fights.

Only the truly strong can become the top one thousand.

In fact, every one of the top 100 powerhouses has the fighting power to escape from the Immortal Venerable.

The top ten already have the power to challenge the Immortal Venerable.

The top three in each peak meeting will be able to compete with the Immortal Venerable.

It's not that there are no hidden strong ones, but in the end, without enough background, it is impossible to win.

Only those high-level immortals, or those hidden powerhouses in the gods, will have sufficient qualifications and strength.

Shenyuan Tiangong, who presides over the gambling game, also has several other big sects, so it is impossible that he has no backers.

In the past, those with high odds and high bets did not make it to the end alive.

"Om—"

At this moment, the light curtain ahead suddenly vibrated.

In an instant, the light curtain in the entire hall turned black.

Black, curtain?

Daoist Su Yu was bewildered.

This great hall in Wutian Continent has been the place to bet on the peak meeting for countless years, and there has never been a problem.

This time, what's going on?

In fact, he didn't know that at this moment, those who were more anxious than him were those people in Shenyuan Tiangong who were far away in Zhoutian God Realm.

The people who monitored Wutianzhou found that there was chaos in the big array of betting and monitoring.

After that, a message came.

Dazheng's bet exceeds the limit.

Bets out of limits?

Then they figured out what the problem was.

In the summit meeting, a contestant ranked below 80,000 was directly bet 100 million Shenjing.

Betting first with 100 million Shenjing, according to the odds, is the payout of 100 trillion Shenjing.

Wu Tianzhou does not have so many divine crystals.

Not to mention Wu Tianzhou, even the entire God Realm, all the god crystals of all sects added together, there are not so many.

Shenjing is a consumable, and it takes time to condense.

No sect would put so many divine crystals in the treasury.

The message was fed back to the person in charge of Shenyuan Tiangong.

For a moment, everyone was at a loss.

There was a big black screen, and Wu Tianzhou's surveillance was out of control.

If you wait too long, there will be big troubles.

After discussing with the elders of Shenyuan Tiangong, they asked the Palace Master for his opinion.

In the end, Shenyuan Tiangong and the other three major sects directly took out 300 billion divine crystals, treasures worth 20 trillion divine crystals, and Wu Tianzhou as collateral, and penetrated into the formation.

Half an hour later, the formation suddenly recovered, and the light curtain trembled wildly.

"Okay..." The elders of Shenyuan Tiangong who monitored the formation breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmph, Han Muye in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm, 100 million divine crystals." The master of Shenyuan Tiangong in black snorted coldly.

The other elders also looked stern.

"Let Chu Zhentian and Xiang Liuyun from Tiangong go to the peak meeting." Shenyuan Tiangong said in a low voice.

Hearing his words, all the elders were slightly taken aback.

"Palace Master, Chu Zhentian and Xiang Liuyun are preparing to go to the God Realm battlefield, and they probably don't want to go to the summit meeting." An old man with white beard said softly.

"That's right, they're all already in the Immortal Venerable Realm, so it's meaningless to go to the summit meeting." Another elder also said.

Letting the Immortal Venerable go to the peak meeting and be known by others is extremely damaging to his reputation.

Immortal Venerable, has the pride of Immortal Venerable.

"Don't go?" The master of Tiangong's eyes turned cold, and said in a deep voice: "Not only the two of them are going, but the three major sects will also send them to the Immortal Venerable Realm."

"We have suppressed tens of billions, even Wu Tianzhou."

He said bitterly: "If it weren't for the fact that the rules of this grand formation cannot be changed, the Palace Master would have changed them long ago."

"Every time someone wants to take advantage of it."

His words froze the faces of others.

Indeed, the amount is too large.

"Then, directly kill this and that Han Muye?" an old man asked.

"Of course, reveal all his information, and let all the people in the fairy world attack and kill him."

"Create a dark situation, and offer a reward of 100 million Shenjing."

The Mistress of Tiangong gritted her teeth, and a fierce light appeared in her eyes.

"I don't want everything I earned from him."

Originally, a heyday meeting presided over the gambling game, and Shenyuan Tiangong and the other major sects could get billions of Shenjing.

But this time it's good, first we have to put all the money on the family.

The damn rules of the game cannot be changed.

If this round is lost, Shenyuan Tiangong will really sell everything.

"The task is released."

"I want to see this Han Muye die first!"

The Mistress of Tiangong gritted her teeth and growled.

At this time, the entire Wutianzhou has been turned upside down!

On the golden light curtain, the three characters of Han Muye shined brightly.

The bet of 100 million Shenjing directly pushed Han Muye to the top of the championship list, surpassing everyone, leaving the second place behind by a thousand miles!

Han Muye?

who is it?