Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 378 Rescue the Yuhong Realm, one sword is invincible (22 chapters)

The great master Han Mu of Bailu Mountain set the rules for scholars to carry swords, and turned swords into poetry to open a way for scholars all over the world.

Looking at it now, it's really a stroke of genius.

Otherwise, at the time of the Dao struggle, it is difficult for Confucian and Dao scholars to exert their combat power. Isn't there any chance of winning?

In the future, Tianxuan Confucian scholars will probably want everyone to practice swordsmanship.

Grandmaster Han Mu, he is truly a god!

It is a pity that this great cultivator has been disappearing from the eyes of the world since the establishment of Bailu Mountain Academy.

As for who Han Mu is, no one knows.

In fact, it is not difficult to find out Han Mu's identity.

But Zhongzhou Confucianism and Taoism did not pursue it.

This is a rule among Confucian and Taoist practitioners.

Because many great monks will refine their hearts with red dust.

For example, Wen Xiang, who once incarnated as a scholar, walked with the saintess of the fox clan.

It's hard to dig deep into things like this.

Therefore, it is customary for everyone not to investigate the sudden appearance of the Confucian and Taoist monks.

Just like the current Mr. Makino.

Many speculated that he had a special relationship with Prime Minister Wen and Marquis Wu.

Not sure who's illegitimate child.

Who's to say this?

Makino went upstream to the imperial city.

Isn't the blood descendant of Marquis Wu in the East China Sea?

Also, when Makino's shop opened, Wen went on a blind date, and this treatment was a bit special.

Wen Xiang never seems to have done such a thing specifically.

A group of Confucian and Taoist cultivators sighed with emotion about the way of practice in Bailu Mountain, but Han Muye had no intention of staying any longer.

He raised his hand and said, "Seniors, Mu Ye takes one step first."

There are so many alchemists on Yuhong Star, and if one is injured, it is a huge loss.

Before everyone could return their salutes, Han Muye moved and turned into Feihong.

A pair of wings spread out behind him.

Back then, Tianheyi had not been able to stimulate his speed with all his strength because his physical body was not stable enough.

"Good trick."

"Where did that treasure seem to have been seen?"

Several great scholars frowned and looked at Han Muye who broke through the void.

"Everyone, I'm going too." Huang Ting folded his hands and flew to lead the Shinto army to Yuhongxing.

The other great Confucians looked at each other and left.

Daoism began, and they had a lot of things to do.

Lu Yuzhou looked forward and sighed: "Cultivation, eating, drinking, playing around, can't you do it? Why do you have to beat to death..."

"It's a pity, there are so many good boat girls staring at me, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back for a while."

"When they go back, they'll all be old, and they'll be married."

...

Han Muye flew away in the void, and with the power of Tianhe Wings, he easily broke through the obstacles of the void, only to feel the light flashing before his eyes.

This kind of speed experience made him feel like he was in control of the long river of time.

But the power of time, that is more profound than reincarnation, and it is not something he can master now.

The flying speed was extremely fast, and even when he encountered a powerful cultivator, Han Muye also flashed away.

"boom--"

Ahead, the sound of roaring and cracking came.

Outside the verdant stars, there are countless practitioners who are doing their best.

Jade Rainbow Star.

After Yuhongzi left, Yuhongxing's avenue was incomplete, and the power of protection was already low.

At this time, countless practitioners took action, causing the stars and the sky to shake.

It can be seen that within the curtain of that day, many practitioners watched in a panic, at a loss.

Most of the alchemy practitioners are not good at fighting.

"kill."

Spreading his wings behind his back, Han Muye slashed towards the strongest cultivator with the long sword in his hand carrying a stream of light.

Heaven.

Eighth major revision of Yuanying.

The Great Spirit Transformation will not come here in person, and even if he does, he will wait until the occupation of this realm is confirmed.

At this time, the out-of-body major repair was already a top powerhouse.

When samsara and karma are not obvious, the power comes out of the body.

A practitioner of the eighth level of Nascent Soul is a strong person who can suppress the existence of a world.

"Hmph, sword cultivator." Han Muye's sword light reached him, and the eighth-level Nascent Soul cultivator snorted coldly, raised his hand, and a blue aura turned into a snare and fell towards Han Muye's head.

Among the snares, there are also one after another gang winds that turn into blades, spinning and strangling.

As long as you fall into this snare, you will definitely die.

During the battle of Taoism, once the body dies, the spirit and soul will be shattered, and there will be no chance of rebirth.

Unless the remnant soul is conferred a god, and from then on, it will be named on the list of gods.

Han Muye's sword rubbed the net and flew out. With a movement, he staggered away from the practitioner in front and landed on the sky light curtain of Yuhongxing.

Standing on his feet, all the breath on his body slowly converged.

The power of his alchemy cultivation communicates with this Fang Tiandao, and the power of grass and trees is intertwined to gently appease the frightened Tiandao.

After Yu Hongzi left, Fang Tiandao's strength has been greatly damaged, and it is even more difficult to support it when he is besieged at this time.

Han Muye could feel that the changes in the Heavenly Dao on Yuhong Star affected the spiritual energy and cultivation state of the entire Yuhong Star.

This is not a good thing.

Yuhongxing has a gentle power that other stars cannot match, and can breed countless elixir.

This is the Holy Land of Dan Dao.

Turning around, Han Muye raised the sword in his hand.

At this time, the eight major cultivators of Nascent Soul on the opposite side also had a solemn expression on their faces.

It is not that he has not played against Jianxiu.

Even the sword repair of the heavenly realm he also beheaded.

The Jianxiu in front of him at this time gave him the feeling that he was no weaker than the Tianjian Jianxiu he killed.

"Boy, there are countless elixir on this star. If you break it, I will share it with you."

"My deity, Su Mingshan, came from the Heavenly Cloud Realm to participate in this Taoism struggle and seek a chance to break through to the body."

The practitioner opposite looked at Han Muye and spoke in a deep voice.

The Tianyun Realm is far away from the Tianxuan and Xianling worlds.

Han Muye turned to look at the other practitioners.

Most of the practitioners here come from the outside world to participate in the Taoism struggle and seek opportunities for breakthroughs.

War has always been the best way to make money. If it weren't for Taoism, who would dare to touch a world of alchemy like Yuhongxing?

These are the stars of alchemy cultivation, which are the prohibitions and gluttons of the great cultivators of the Dao.

"I think you're looking in the wrong place."

Han Muye raised the sword in his hand with a calm expression on his face.

"The Yuhong Realm is owned by me, Tianxuan."

Tian Xuan.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Su Mingshan's face twitched, and then a smile appeared on his face.

The expressions of the other practitioners also changed.

"Okay, it just so happens that there is nothing that can be taken out to the Immortal Spirit Realm to make a name, a powerful sword cultivator of Tianxuan, almost." Su Mingshan smiled, pressed his hands, and the snare just now appeared again.

"This treasure is called Yan Yunluo, and it specializes in slaughtering you sword cultivators. It is prevalent in my Tianyun world."

The smoke and clouds spread out, and the space of a hundred meters was shrouded, and the wind scrolls were constantly intertwined, pressing down on Han Muye's head.

The large-scale shroud and the small-scale strangulation limit the speed and space of Jianxiu.

As Su Mingshan said, this treasure extremely restrains sword cultivators.

Looking at Yan Yunluo who was coming from the front, Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, and a golden dagger suddenly appeared in his left hand.

At the moment when the dagger appeared, the face of Su Mingshan, who was holding the ticket, changed suddenly.

He raised his hand and placed three golden talismans in front of him, then quickly backed away.

Obviously, he has extremely rich experience in fighting sword repairers.

It's just that he couldn't have imagined what kind of swordsman was in front of him.

The golden short sword flew out of Yanyunluo with an arc of light, bypassed three talismans, and appeared behind Su Mingshan.

Zhoutian swordsmanship, hidden.

This scene made other practitioners widen their eyes in horror.

This sword cultivator in front of him, this swordsmanship is so strange!

The sword reached the back of Su Mingshan, and the speed was extremely fast.

Su Mingshan's face was dignified, a blue jade ruler appeared in his hand, and he struck down hard behind him.

"call--"

This blow hit the void.

His face instantly paled.

The golden short sword was fixed three feet in front of him, motionless.

In the end, what kind of sword cultivator can control the sword so meticulously?

The Tianjing Jianxiu who was beheaded by himself last time couldn't do this, right?

"Thorn-"

The golden dagger rubbed Su Mingshan's neck, and blood spurted out.

Su Mingshan's body was surging with endless aura, trying his best to suppress the wound.

The Nascent Soul cultivator, whose physical strength is supported by jade bones, is already extremely strong.

Even fatal wounds can be repaired.

The dagger that can be condensed by awe-inspiring energy carries the power of the soul that is difficult to suppress.

This force tore open the wound, allowing the blood to spray continuously.

The wound cannot be repaired!

Su Mingshan covered his neck with one hand, and fled quickly, only to retreat a thousand feet before his legs softened and he fell into the void.

Above his head, a phantom flew out, wrapping a cyan Nascent Soul to escape into the distance.

The eight major cultivators of Nascent Soul have condensed the illusory primordial spirit. This great cultivator named Su Mingshan is indeed proud of his strength.

No wonder he dared to participate in the Taoism battle.

Han Muye looked at Su Mingshan who was fleeing and did not make another move.

This is the place of Taoism, Yuanshen is out of the body, Yuanying is injured, can you still escape?

Many cultivators who besieged Yuhongxing quietly left, not knowing whether they were deterred by Han Muye's sword light, or did they do something else.

A quarter of an hour later, a faint spiritual light surged from Han Muye's body.

Feedback.

The Yuanshen and Yuanying of Su Mingshan have been beheaded by someone unknown.

When a great cultivator dies, his cultivation base and soul power will be fed back to the heaven and earth, accumulated, and when the Taoism struggle ends, he will become a Taoist ancestor.

There will also be a trace of power feeding back to the person who killed the great monk.

Han Muye, as the one who cut through Su Mingshan's body, got the most benefits.

Killing is the only rule in Taoism!

Holding the long sword in his hand, Han Muye's expression slowly sank.

He still thought Dao contending was too simple before.

The battle of the road, life and death without regret.

His eyes swept around.

Some practitioners slowly retreated, and some practitioners slowly stepped forward.

The strong will be besieged, and the weak will be crushed.

Fight, fight!

Han Muye stabbed the sword out of his hand and appeared beside a Taoist in green robe.

A small jade-colored bell in the Taoist's hand vibrated, and a ball of golden light hit Han Muye and his shrine.

The means of specifically attacking the soul can suppress the vast majority of practitioners.

Under this golden light, low-level practitioners will directly shatter their souls, and high-level practitioners will also be restrained, waiting to die.

But this golden light hit Han Muye, and it didn't have the slightest effect.

There is a sword of divine soul in Han Muye's divine treasure.

That ball of golden light entered Han Muye's Divine Treasure and was directly swallowed by assimilation.

"Thorn-"

Han Muye didn't stop with the sword in his hand, slashed down, and smashed the small jade-colored bell into pieces.

In the terrified eyes of the Taoist, the sword edge pierced into his chest, breaking his heart.

A realm cultivator who condensed into a golden elixir fell face to face.

Drawing his sword, Han Muye turned to look at the nearest place.

A monster with two horns and four fins, covered in black armor, slowly retreated.

It's just that it didn't retreat as fast as Han Muye's sword.

The golden sword light slashed directly from the five-zhang long fish, slicing the monster beast in the endless sea into two pieces.

The sword light rose again, chasing three great cultivators in black robes and covered in magic light, flying ten miles away.

The sword light was too fast. After severing the three demon cultivators, it flew for dozens of miles, and just stopped for a while, and then flew back.

Around, those practitioners scattered.

Han Muye's sword is too powerful.

With swords in both hands, Han Muye walked in the void.

As long as anyone dares to besiege Yuhongxing, raising his hand is a sword.

There are very few who can survive under his sword.

His sword light became more and more sharp.

"when--"

A Jianxiu's long sword was picked up, and Han Muye's sword pierced into his chest.

Reach out, move the sword that was picked up, and the sword intent hits directly.

"Om-"

The long sword vibrated, the remnants of the divine soul in the sword body were directly smashed, and the spirituality dissipated.

Top-grade spiritual weapon, Su Lingjian.

The sword is three feet and one minute long, and weighs three hundred and twenty pounds. The blade has blood grooves on both sides, and three imaginary dao patterns are engraved on the body of the sword.

Picture after picture flashed in Han Muye's mind, allowing him to see the appearance of a foreign land.

In the Wanling Star Region, Sun Qi, the elder of the Wuchen Star Bailing Sword Sect, has been stagnant for eight hundred years, and his lifespan will be exhausted.

Bailing Jianzong is a major sect of kendo, with a strong inheritance of swordsmanship. Among them, three kinds of swordsmanship are known to be broken stars.

Sun Qixiu is the swordsman of transforming the spirit. The sword and the spirit are combined, and they can lead the power of heaven and earth to follow them and transform them into all living beings.

This swordsmanship, more approaching Daoism, is the top technique among the magic swords.

Comprehend fish spirit swordsmanship.

Comprehend the Flying Bird Sword Art.

...

Han Muye raised the sword in his hand, and several white pigeons flew out and rammed towards the surrounding practitioners.

Sword light, burst.

After three days, Yuhong Xingwai was basically cleared.

One person and one sword swept across the sky.

Thousands of cultivators and countless monsters watched from afar, and no one wanted to be the next one to be killed by Han Muye's sword.

This sword cultivator is too strong.

Taking a look at those cultivators who did not dare to approach, Han Muye moved his feet and slowly passed through the sky and entered the Yuhong Star.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for your help." A Taoist man in a jade-colored robe stepped forward and bowed.

"Pindao Mingchenzi."

The Taoist named Ming Chenzi was full of elixir, and his cultivation base was already at the ninth level of leaving the body, and he was only a thin line away from the stage of spiritual transformation.

But these great monks only dared to wait among the stars when Yuhongxing was besieged.

Dan Xiu, the fighting method is too poor, if he dares to come out of the stars, he will definitely be besieged and fallen.

"I'm from the Profound Sky World, and my Profound Sky army will soon come to Yuhongxing." Han Muye nodded and looked at the Dan Xiu who rushed forward.

These Dan Xiu had fear and nervousness on their faces.

Hearing Han Muye's words, many people breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuhongxing has always been an ally with Tianxuan. When Yuhongzi was there, the two forces had already formed an alliance, and Tianxuan world had been going all out to protect Yuhongxing.

"Many thanks, fellow Daoist, I wonder what we can do?" An old man wearing a cyan robe with gray beard looked at Han Muye and said softly.

After Han Muye fell into the sky, the besieged practitioners in the void began to gather again.

Han Muye looked back and said with a chuckle, "Do you guys have any used medicinal pills?"

Refined waste pills?

Han Muye's words made the faces of the great alchemy cultivators look dazed.

Some people took out three or two gray-black pills, and some people took out a few ordinary grade six and five pills.

Ordinary medicinal pills are considered refining waste?

Han Muye glanced at the stars that were filled with elixir and fragrant, and a complex expression flashed on his face.

Back then, when he wanted to find a pot that could refine Longevity Pill in Western Xinjiang, it took Bai Suzhen a long time to accumulate Qi Lingyao.

If there is no shortage of elixir when he is in the Western Border, will he switch to Dan Dao?

Reaching out his hand to take a waste pill of the seventh-rank Hemai Pill, Han Muye shook his hand and struck it out.

The medicinal pill flew thousands of feet away, and the medicinal power burst out.

"boom--"

The space of ten feet burst into pieces.

This is not very lethal, and only a cultivator who has just entered the foundation building looks like a blow.

But this pill was thrown out, and many pill cultivators' eyes lit up.

"When there are foreign enemies attacking, you will explode the pills."

"Waste pills, pills of different quality can explode."

Han Muye swept his eyes to the crowd with a solemn expression on his face: "During the battle of Daoism, life and death are at stake. Pills and spirit medicines are all external things."

"If you Dan Xiu on Yuhong Star can't protect yourself, we Tianxuan cultivators will not necessarily help you with all your strength."

His words changed the expressions of many people.

But everyone knew that Han Muye was right.

Dao struggle, life and death struggle, when it is really tragic, no one has the energy to protect outsiders.

Not to mention the protection of a group of Dan Xiu.

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist, I don't have many other things on Yuhong Xing, but pills." Ming Chenzi stepped forward and held a golden pill in his hand.

Wupin Dan, the best.

Han Muye's mouth twitched slightly.

This pill is worth more than ten million spirit stones.

Ming Chenzi didn't feel distressed at all, so he flew out of the sky, raised his hand and threw the golden medicinal pill into the distance.

A powerful medicinal pill?

This is, to attract yourself with medicinal pills, not to attack the stars?

Those cultivators had strange expressions on their faces.

Don't say it, it's really a way.

Isn't capturing this star just to get the pills and elixir on it?

If these alchemy practitioners are willing to use elixirs to redeem their lives, it is not impossible!

"Haha, a fifth-grade pill can be exchanged for three realm pills to repair life, and this rule will be set in the future."

A three-level cultivator of the Nascent Soul wearing a golden robe smiled and stretched out his hand to attract the golden elixir to him.

"Hmph, why can you take this medicine pill?" With a cold snort, someone raised his hand not far away, and the spirit light wrapped the medicine pill.

"This pill is not bad, the deity has accepted it." On the other side, a black-robed demon cultivator spoke coldly, and a black light hit him.

Not far away, several great cultivators flashed aura and flew over.

Stealing pills?

The practitioners on this Jade Rainbow Star clearly want to divide the crowd with medicinal pills, causing all parties to kill each other!

"This is a tactic of alienation!"

someone shouted.

Many cultivators frowned and stared at the big monks who surrounded the medicine pill.

A good method, a pill, can disintegrate the newly established alliance.

A Nascent Soul cultivator frowned and shouted loudly, "Fellow fellows, don't argue about this pill, we should work together to make this—"

Before he could finish his words, the golden elixir surrounded by several great cultivators burst into dazzling light.

"boom--"

Around a hundred miles, the fireworks are brilliant.