Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Liao Qingfeng's voice shocked Wang Yun all over.

The other practitioners on the square all turned their heads and looked in the direction of the Mitian Sword Sect.

"I understand, Liao Qingfeng is a sword cultivator, and the Mitian Sword Sect is also a sword cultivator sect. Since Liao Qingfeng has no disciples in his hands, he must have set his sights on the Mitian Sword Sect." An old man with a white beard narrowed his eyes and spoke in a low voice. .

His words made everyone around him look envious.

"So, isn't the Mitian Sword Sect a blessing in disguise?"

"Yes, I thought that the Mitian Sword Sect would sink due to its great loss of strength, but if Liao Qingfeng takes them in and rebuilds a sect, it is not impossible to overpower the Yuntian Dao Sect..."

Liao Qingfeng had returned from the battlefield of the Conquest of Heaven, and with his cultivation and foundation, he could definitely make the Mitian Sword Sect flourish.

Of course, it is unclear whether Liao Qingfeng is still willing to leave behind the legacy and name of the Mitian Sword Sect.

Taoist Yun Ming, the leader of the Yuntian Dao Sect in front of the mountain gate, and other elders looked at Wang Yun with complicated expressions.

The expressions of several disciples behind Wang Yun also changed.

A trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of Wang Yun, who was standing on the square. He finally gritted his teeth and bowed to Liao Qingfeng: "Senior Liao, this junior is Wang Yun, who is in charge of the Mighty Sword Sect on his behalf."

"Senior, if you have any instructions, I, the Mitian Sword Sect, will do my best to do it."

Do it with all your strength?

Instead of asking for help directly, he said he had some orders.

When these words came out, many people around him sighed.

This Wang Yun really doesn't have much discernment.

Characters like this can't help but make the Mitian Sword Sect glorious.

"It's a pity that I can't see the situation clearly..." Someone whispered in the square.

Many people looked at Liao Qingfeng with flashing eyes.

After being rejected in public like this, would this strong man who had just come off the battlefield take action directly?

"I have a sword here, which is an important treasure that nurtures the world. I give it to you for the first time when we meet." Liao Qingfeng raised his hand and waved, and a golden long sword flew down in front of Wang Yun.

The treasure that nurtures one world is the treasure of the universe!

If this kind of treasure is used well, it is equivalent to a person in the Qiankun realm!

"How can it be--"

"What's the meaning?"

"This, this is wrong..."

There was a low cry in the square.

Shouldn't Liao Qingfeng, who was so angry, take action directly?

Why is this a huge gift?

A dull gaze looked at Liao Qingfeng in front of him.

Wang Yun's eyes flashed with confusion, and he looked at the long sword floating in front of him.

With this sword, the strength of our sect can instantly become the top three within a hundred thousand miles.

However, can such treasures be taken casually?

"Senior, no reward will be given without merit. Neither this junior nor the Mitian Sword Sect is qualified to accept such a valuable treasure." Wang Yun shook his head and spoke in a low voice.

don't want?

I have repeatedly rejected the good intentions of a major cultivator of at least the Qiankun Realm. Is this looking for death?

The practitioners from all walks of life in the square subconsciously took a step back.

They didn't want to be buried with Wang Yun and the Mitian Sword Sect disciples behind him.

This is going to affect the fish pond, there is simply no reason to say so.

Ahead, Liao Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Wang Yun, did you take back the gift you gave me as a gift?"

It's over.

Angry.

Everyone sighed.

Liao Qingfeng's voice sounded again: "Not to mention that I was a soldier under your senior brothers during the Conquest of Heaven battlefield, let's just say that the commander-in-chief of this battle of Conquest of Heaven is your master Han Muye. I will send you It’s also appropriate to order gifts.”

"When they come back, I won't be able to get rid of these gifts."

Wang Yun could no longer hear what Liao Qingfeng said clearly.

He felt his whole body shaking and his head buzzing.

During the Battle of Zhengtian, Liao Qingfeng was just a soldier under a few of his senior brothers?

My master is the commander of the battle to conquer the sky?

what's the situation?

What's the meaning?

Not only Wang Yun, but everyone in the square in front of the mountain gate of Yuntian Daomen stared at Liao Qingfeng in disbelief.

Liao Qingfeng laughed loudly, waved his hands and said: "I still have something to do, so I won't delay here. Han Shuai and the others are coming back soon. Wang Yun, you just go back to your sect and wait."

"After this battle to conquer the sky, your Mighty Sword Sect will probably travel hundreds of millions of miles."

"Our Five Righteous Sword Sect will also respect your Mitian Sword Sect from now on."

After finishing speaking, Liao Qingfeng moved and turned into a sword light, flying away.

Wang Yun looked at the Jingxuan sword in front of him and slowly stretched out his hand to hold it.

Everyone else in the square turned their heads and looked at Wang Yun.

Han Muye, the leader of the Mitian Sword Sect, is actually the commander-in-chief of this battle to conquer the sky?

How many powerful men from the Mitian Sword Sect will return?

"Haha, go back to the sect!"

Wang Yun let out a long laugh, and the sword light in front of him stirred, triggering a thousand-foot stream of light that enveloped all the disciples behind him, and then flew away.

In front of the mountain gate of Yuntian Daomen, other practitioners looked at each other and followed quickly.

If you don't follow him to the Mitian Sword Sect, you'll be a fool.

"Hey, I want to go to the Mitian Sword Sect. If," Taoist Yun Ming looked to his side and whispered, "If I can't come back alive, you can take the disciples of the sect and escape far away to keep the sect's inheritance alive." The most important thing.”

Judging from how Yuntian Dao Sect had offended the Mi Tian Dao Sect before, it would probably be a disaster for him, Taoist Yun Ming, to go to the Mi Tian Sword Sect this time.

But, how could he not go?

How dare he not go?

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Ten days later.

In front of the mountain gate of Mitian Sword Sect, tens of thousands of practitioners gathered and waited.

"coming!"

"coming!"

, everyone raised their heads and shouted softly.

In the distant sky, there are golden flying boats traversing the sky and the earth.

Each of the flying boats is ten thousand feet long, with divine lights intertwined on them.

At least a hundred flying boats were flying towards this place, and the bright sword light illuminated the sky and the earth in a golden red.

"What a member of the Mighty Sword Sect!"

"That sword light must be so powerful!"

"A sword across the sky, this is probably above the universe, right?"

Amidst countless exclamations, the fleet of sword-light flying boats landed in front of the mountain gate of Mitian Sword Sect.

"Dong——"

"Dong——"

"Dong——"

The sound of nine bells resounded through the sky, the great formation above the Mitian Sword Sect opened, and a sword light flashed into the sky.

"Disciple Wang Yun, led by the disciples of Mitian Sword Sect, respectfully welcomes the sect master. All senior brothers have returned——"

Wang Yun, who was wearing a military uniform, led two teams of disciples behind him and bowed to greet him in front of the mountain gate.

One after another figures from the flying boat in front walked down and looked at the mountain gate with complicated expressions on their faces.

"Mitian Sword Sect, I'm back."

The young man who spoke looked very young, but his energy and blood were so high that he had clearly reached an unimaginable state.

"Junior Brother Xun Ren, you, you are back..." Behind Wang Yun, a middle-aged man with a black beard looked at the young man who sighed with emotion and his eyes widened.

The young man turned his eyes and said softly: "Brother, I'm back."

Figures fell one after another on the flying boat, and the one in front of them was Zhang Mingyuan, who was dressed in a green robe.

At this time, Zhang Mingyuan was tall and strong, with a long sword floating behind him.

"Senior brother." Wang Yun, who had gray hair on his temples, bowed.

The aura on Zhang Mingyuan made him unable to look directly at him!

"Well, junior brother, I have thanked you for your hard work these past hundred years." Zhang Mingyuan turned his head and looked around, his breath slowly gathering.

"boom--"

Thousands of miles in radius, mountains and rivers are shaking!

"boom--"

The light of a long sword emerged.

Wang Yun widened his eyes and looked at Zhang Mingyuan, who was covered in sword light in front of him.

Zhang Mingyuan raised his head and said calmly: "My cultivation has gathered the universe, ended life and death, stepped through the heavens, clearly understood cause and effect, achieved the great road, and reached the state of reincarnation."

"Our Mitian Sword Sect now has a total of one thousand eight hundred and thirty-two disciples and elders who are above life and death."

"According to Master Han's order, the Mitian Sword Sect will reunite the thirty-six Sword Sects of the past."

"Unify the inheritance and reorganize the Tianzhen Sword Sect."

"Wang Yun, from now on, you will be the master of the Mitian Sword Hall of the Zhentian Sword Sect, and will be in charge of the inheritance of the Mitian Sword Sect."