Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 231 Ancestor Tao Ran's Heavenly Power (12 chapters with five thousand words)

Among the ancient mythical beasts, Kui Niu, there are very few that can resist thunder and lightning.

In ancient times, Kui Niu was known as the mount of Thor.

It's just that such divine beasts should have disappeared in the long river of time long ago. How could a piece of fur appear here?

"Brother Dao, I heard that there are some people in the world who gather great luck and can get any treasure." With a soft voice, Zhao Yunlong looked at Han Muye in front of him: "Master, is this the kind of person?"

Daoist Dayan wanted to say that there is no such person in the world.

But looking at the piece of Kui cowhide, and then thinking about the sword pills, magic weapons, everything is missing, and he usually takes the elixir pills as sugar pills, Han Muye is not the kind of lucky child favored by heaven and earth, who else is?

It seems good for such a person to recognize the Lord?

"Om—"

The Danding sounded, interrupting Daoist Dayan's thoughts.

The vibrating alchemy cauldron, the power of the elixir in it could no longer be suppressed.

Without hesitation, Han Muye raised his hand and covered the cauldron with the fur.

"boom--"

On the fur, a beam of thunder poured into the cauldron.

In the alchemy cauldron, the vortex of medicinal power that was scattered in all directions was directly scattered by the thunder light, and then turned into solidification again.

After a flash of thunder, the power of these medicines was indeed much stronger.

efficient!

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face, he moved his fingers, and the thunder lights were attracted and landed in the cauldron.

In the alchemy cauldron, the three vortexes of medicinal power rolled, condensed, and then turned into round and bright pills.

Xuying Pill.

The three virtual infant pills hovered in the cauldron, playing smartly.

Han Muye stared at the Xuying Dan in the cauldron, and images flashed in his mind.

There is only thunder and light, and the infused power of heaven can guarantee the refining of the usual Void Infant Pill.

But Han Muye's alchemy was never satisfied with just ordinary pills.

Even if you don't become a fairy, you have to become the best!

A strong sword intent rose from him.

Then, a sword intent hit Dan Ding directly.

"when--"

The cauldron shook, and the pill that had already formed was instantly shattered and turned into pill energy.

The corner of Zhao Yunlong's mouth twitched and he said in a low voice, "Jianyi, this, is this consumed?"

A sword intent, even if it is a great cultivator who is enlightened by the land and even formed an alchemy, it will take three to five years, right?

Such a precious sword intent, just use it if you say it?

If his Yunlong sword had been nourished by the sword intent, he might have been able to improve his level long ago.

Daoist Dayan turned his head, glanced at Zhao Yunlong, and then said calmly: "You will understand in the future that the most important thing he lacks is sword intent."

In the world, is there anyone who does not lack sword intent?

Zhao Yunlong didn't quite believe it.

But Daoist Daoist is an honest person and will not lie to him.

Ahead, Han Muye stared at Dan Ding, paying attention to the changes in it with his spiritual sense.

But after a while, in the cauldron, the elixir took shape again.

At this time, there was an extra line on the reshaped elixir.

This pattern is on the waist of the elixir, revealing mystery and complexity, and flashing a trace of aura.

This is the method of transformation.

Refine it once, and there will be one more spirit pattern on the pill. If you can turn it nine times, you can get a turn nine pill.

At this time, the Xuying Pill in the Dan Ding has turned two times.

After the second rank, the level of this pill has been significantly improved, and the medicinal power contained in the pill is surging.

Boutique Dan.

The three pills in this furnace are all high-quality goods.

Is it enough?

Han Muye stared at Dan Ding, pondering.

Further refining, he himself is not absolutely sure that he can control the power of the alchemy.

But he was a little unwilling to stop like this.

The elixir needed for Xuying Pill is really difficult to collect.

Patriarch Tao Ran and Jiuxuan Sword Sect searched with all their strength, and only this one was allocated.

After today, I don't know when I want to start the furnace to refine the Xuying Pill.

Maybe when I need this pill, I won't be able to make up a batch of pills.

"Fight it." Han Muye, whose eyes were shining brightly, whispered, raised his hand, and a jade-colored ball of light appeared in front of him.

"This is, this is the power of a fake baby..." Daoist Dayan clicked his tongue and stepped back unconsciously.

This is the illusory Nascent Soul of the Half-Step Heaven Realm that he collected before.

Because of leaving the body, the Nascent Soul has perished, leaving only the pure aura.

This aura is several times thicker than the Jiuzhong Golden Core.

If this thing exploded in the furnace, the result would be ruins for a hundred miles around.

Sitting in front of the alchemy furnace, Han Muye took a deep breath, raised his hand, and attracted the power of the fake baby to put 30% into the alchemy cauldron.

He put away the remaining light clusters again.

"boom--"

The spiritual energy transformed by the fake baby crashed into the cauldron, and the cauldron seemed to be boiling.

The elixir that was originally formed rotated again, and then turned into a vortex, attracting spiritual light, and swallowed.

On the three golden pills, there was another dark spirit pattern.

The elixir gradually turned into nothingness, with only a trace of light yellow golden shape.

The second spirit pattern appeared.

"boom--"

This time, outside of the cauldron, on the wrapped fur, the bright thunder light roared, turning into a sea of ​​thunder in the cauldron.

After bathing in the thunder sea, three pills with two cloud patterns were completely formed.

Han Muye raised his hand, and Yunlu moved his hand, and put all three pills in his palm.

If the three pills hadn't been intertwined with the spirit lines, the shape on them would not be visible at all, and they would have been completely blurred.

"Virtual Infant Pill."

"Two celestials, one super."

Daoist Dayan took a deep breath, looked up and looked around, and said in a low voice: "If it weren't for being in this fire source world, the way of heaven is incomplete, and the thunder tribulation would have fallen long ago."

Taking a look at Han Muye, Daoist Dayan shook his head and said, "Two Immortal Void Infant Pills at once, you will never be able to stop the thunder and calamity."

Han Muye smiled.

Daoist Dayan's words are true.

He couldn't stop the two lightning strikes.

Be careful when refining alchemy in the future.

However, doesn't he still have a treasure that can block thunder?

Looking at the fur that consumed most of the lightning, Han Muye smiled even more.

"Crack——"

At this moment, the pill furnace in front of him made a crisp sound.

broken.

Han Muye's expression froze.

Is this the number of alchemy furnaces he has discarded?

He was too embarrassed to look for Bai Suzhen to ask for the alchemy furnace.

Originally, he planned to make another furnace of Nine-turn Cloud Lotus Pill, but now that the furnace of the pill was broken, he had to give up.

Putting away the fur and elixir, removing the spiritual light from the array, Han Muye frowned, and stepped out of the quiet room.

Outside the quiet room, Lu Gao sat cross-legged with several figures tensely supporting him.

Looking up, the flames and spiritual energy in the sky exploded in the distance, and the sword energy flew away.

"Senior Brother Han!"

Seeing Han Muye leaving the gate, Lu Gao let out a low cry, and leaned forward and said, "Senior Brother Han, the Misty Dao Sect is attacking in a big way, and the three half-step heavenly realms are besieging Patriarch Tao Ran."

"The ancestor asked me to guard you until you leave the customs."

"He said he would resist and not disturb your alchemy."

withstand?

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

The flames in the distance have been suppressed and can only barely support.

"Palace Master, Senior Tao Ran said, please leave this world first." Wang Luosheng, who was full of sword intent and somewhat disheveled, came striding forward and shouted loudly.

"We have been surrounded by Misty Dao Sect, we can't break out, we can only seek to leave."

Wang Luosheng had unwillingness on his face and also struggled hard.

To leave through the array, it is impossible to leave many people.

The space passage leading to the Profound Sky World no longer has much strength to support it.

There will be many Huoyuan Palace disciples left behind, and then they will be killed.

As the master of Fire Origin Palace, it is very difficult to make such a decision.

"Walk?"

Han Muye looked at the sky, his eyes sparkled.

Misty Dao Sect has a total of five half-step heavenly realms in this realm.

Among the five, Han Muye attacked and killed two of them.

Now there are only three left.

The three half-step heavenly realms couldn't be stopped by Patriarch Tao Ran alone.

But with him, Han Muye, and the magic weapon, the long sword Yunlong, he could block it.

What's more, he also refined three virtual baby pills!

"Zhao Yunlong—"

With a low shout, Han Muye flew up.

Behind him, the Yunlong sword turned into a long dragon, raised his head to the sky and screamed, supported him, and flew away.

Daoist Dayan turned into a breeze and followed, and below, Lu Gao moved and chased after him.

Yunlongjian flew into the sky at a high speed, and it has already spanned hundreds of miles.

"Stop him—"

"kill--"

Several voices sounded, and a series of auras and sword lights rushed towards Han Muye.

Standing on Yunlong's body, he could see that there were masters from Misty Dao Sect all around him.

"Go away—"

A shout rang out.

A hundred-foot-high sword rose from below, slashing horizontally.

Soldiers and swords.

It was Lu Gao who made the move!

The big sword directly shattered all the sword light and spiritual light that hit Han Muye, and then lay horizontally in the air.

"Senior Brother Han, I am here."

There was a fighting spirit in Lu Gao's voice.

Han Muye nodded, and a sword intent poured into Yunlong's body under his feet.

Yunlong screamed, his body turned into three hundred feet, and he swung his tail, smashing the bodies of several strong men in front of him, and then flew away.

Han Muye heard endless explosions behind him.

He didn't look back.

If Lu Gao wants to become a strong man, he must fight to the death.

Sword cultivators only die from broken swords, not those who are forever protected by others to die of old age.

Lu Gao also didn't want to be his burden.

"boom--"

Ahead, the flame was shattered by a sword light.

Patriarch Tao Ran fell from the cloud, his whole body in a mess.

Seeing Han Muye driving Yunlong, Patriarch Tao Ran was slightly taken aback.

"Boy, didn't I tell you to go first?"

The Misty Dao Sect not only surrounded and killed him with three half-step heavenly realms, but also many disciples in countless realms.

With so many people, even if Patriarch Tao Ran and Han Muye joined forces, they wouldn't be able to stop them.

"Grandma, I didn't expect that these people from Misty Dao Sect would dare to come directly."

Patriarch Tao Ran flew down beside Han Muye, gritted his teeth and spoke.

Misty Taoist sect lost two half-step heavenly realms at once, and the other two still fled for their lives.

Ordinarily, shouldn't it be repaired, and you won't dare to make another move in thirty or fifty years?

These people from the Yuntian Realm have different brains from those from the Profound Sky Realm?

"Isn't this better?"

Han Muye laughed and raised his hand, Yunlong turned into a long sword in his hand.

There was a strong fighting spirit rising from him.

The magic sword is just the magic sword, and its lethality is transcendent.

Although it takes sword intent to activate it, does Han Muye still lack sword intent?

In the sea of ​​qi, nearly thirty sword intents are boiling!

"Old rules, watch how fast you kill!"

Han Muye let out a long laugh, and the Yunlong sword in his hand burst into bright sword light.

He raised his hand, and a style of Jinmai swordsmanship was activated.

With a golden streamer, Yun Qi directly hit the old man in black robe.

This one, who had been hit by Han Muye's sword before, turned around and fled.

Han Muye chose him to fight because he could see that he was afraid of Han Muye's swordsmanship.

Sure enough, the sword light flew down, and the old man's face was gloomy. He didn't make a direct move, but moved back.

At this moment, the sword light falling in front of him suddenly exploded and turned into a dead leaf.

The golden vein swordsmanship turned into wood veins!

The switch between the swords made Tao Ran's eyes widen.

Daoist Dayan standing beside Han Muye was also staring at the sword.

Most sword cultivators in the world specialize in one branch.

It's not that you can't learn more, it's just that manpower is exhausted, and it's better to be single-minded than to be heterogeneous.

But he saw that Han Muye's swordsmanship, no matter it was the fire-veined prairie fire, the water-veined wave-gathering, or the wood-veined and golden-veined swordsmanship, they were all extremely proficient, to the point where they were at their fingertips.

How intelligent is this person to have such understanding?

A dead leaf fluttered, and one rotated, turning into three.

The three leaves just appeared, and they burst open, turning into dead leaves all over the sky, wrapping the half-step back heaven-level old man.

The old man snorted coldly, and pointed out a wooden stick in his hand.

"boom--"

All the dead leaves were ignited by the flames and turned into ashes.

Although the swordsmanship is good, it can't help a half-step heavenly realm powerhouse.

The old man looked at the dead leaves that had turned into ashes, and just smiled on his face, but he saw waning moons flying out of the ashes, with shrill screams in front of him, drawing a mysterious trajectory.

down the strings.

Not one, but hundreds or thousands.

This is not the real ending, but the sword intent gathered by the Yunlong sword, mixed with the power of magic weapon.

The face of the black-robed old man changed drastically, and the wooden stick in his hand danced, bringing out streamers of light, entangled with the waning moon.

"Old Ancestor, don't you still do it?"

Han Muye let out a low shout, and flew towards the half-step Heaven Realm powerhouse in the green robe on the left.

Patriarch Tao Ran also followed, dragging out the fire dragon with the long sword in his hand, and also slammed into the Taoist in green robe.

Anything faster than anyone else is fake.

Han Muye and Patriarch Tao Ran were planning to join forces from the very beginning, to kill a half-step heavenly realm directly!

Han Muye and Patriarch Tao Ran rushed towards him at the same time, the green-robed Taoist's face turned pale, he didn't dare to accept the move at all, his body turned into a wind, and he retreated quickly.

As soon as he moved, Han Muye and Patriarch Tao Ran suddenly turned around.

Their figures appeared behind the old man who was fully resisting the crescent moon.

"Brother Uzi, be careful!"

The middle-aged man in the green robe standing on the other side shouted.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Without the slightest hesitation, Han Muye and Patriarch Tao Ran shot directly.

Han Muye's sword light turned into a breeze.

On Tao Ran's long sword, flames rose.

The flames collided with the breeze, intertwined, and became one.

"Boom—"

The wind helps the fire.

The flames start a prairie fire!

This is not a sword intent, but the way of heaven and earth transformed by the combination of wind and fire.

Sword potential!

With such power of swordsmanship, the spiritual energy within a thousand li radius is collected in an instant and turned into a strong wind.

The old man in black robe who was entangled with the waning moon had no time to react, his figure was already suppressed by the strong wind, unable to move at all.

The wind and fire swept through, and the half-step heavenly realm powerhouse was turned into flying ash.

This is just the beginning.

The most frightening thing about Liaoyuan swordsmanship is that it can turn everything around it into its own power.

A half-step heaven-level powerhouse became the fuel, which completely ignited this sword.

The flame turned into a long dragon, roaring recklessly, raised its sharp claws, and slammed into the remaining two half-step heavenly realms.

There was a roar in the sky.

One after another thunderbolts fell on the fire dragon.

The power of this sword has exceeded the capacity of this world, arousing the backlash of the power of heaven and earth.

But Han Muye and Tao Ran Patriarch didn't care.

As long as this sword can kill the remaining two half-step heavenly realms, it will be fine.

Seeing the fire dragon rushing towards them, the two half-step heavenly realms showed despair on their faces.

Such a force cannot be resisted at all.

"Om—"

At this moment, above the sky, a beam of light crashed down.

The beam of light penetrated the body of the fire dragon, and then covered Han Muye and Patriarch Tao Ran.

"Hmph, if you dare to attack and kill my Misty Dao Sect disciples, you are courting death."

"My Yuntian Realm is majestic, how can you ants invade it?"

The voice revealed an irresistible power of the soul, and it instantly pressed on the heads of Han Muye and Tao Ran's ancestors.

Patriarch Tao Ran's face turned pale, and a golden aura rose around his body to protect himself. He turned his head and saw Han Muye's figure was out of control, his eyes froze, and he raised his hand to protect Han Muye.

But when he tried to protect Han Muye, Patriarch Tao Ran couldn't stay still, and their figures flew out of the sky along the beam of light uncontrollably.

This is the traction of the power of space!

It is a powerful person who wants to lead them out of the fire source world, and then kill them.

The power that cannot be shot in the fire source world must be in the heavenly realm!

A strong man in the sky has made a move!

Patriarch Tao Ran took a deep breath and turned to look at Han Muye with a serious expression.

"Boy, the moment I break out of this world, I will do my best to blow up the fake baby."

"I believe this will buy you some time, so you take this opportunity to go back to Western Xinjiang."

"It's just that this will expose the location of Xijiang. After you go back, immediately notify the Xijiang sect, and prepare to fight against outsiders."

After saying this, Tao Ran Patriarch revealed a profound divine light.

"My ancestor, I have practiced for hundreds of years, and I have no regrets to be able to die in a battle with the heavenly realm."

Hearing his words, Han Muye nodded with a solemn look on his face.

"Don't worry, Patriarch, I will definitely live up to your trust."

A trace of relief flashed across Tao Ran's face, just as he was about to speak, he heard Han Muye's voice.

"I will go back to Western Border and bring the refined Xuying Pill back to Jiuxuan Mountain."

"En, okay, back to—" Patriarch Tao Ran was taken aback, then turned to look at Han Muye.

"You said, Xuying Pill?"

Han Muye nodded, and spread out his hands, in the palm of his hand was a bright pill with two faint lines.

Extreme Dan.

Xuying Pill.

Ancestor Tao Ran's face went from pale to flushed, and then turned blue again.

He gritted his teeth, looked at Han Muye, and finally reached out without saying anything, and grabbed the pill. Put it in your mouth.

"You kid just want to kill me, my ancestor, and then go back to inherit my little inheritance from my ancestor."

A suppressed force rose from Tao Ran's body, and then was suppressed again.

He looked at the sky that was about to penetrate, and grinned lightly: "It turns out that this is the power of the heavens."

heaven.

The function of Xuying Pill is to temporarily simulate the heavenly realm and experience the power of the heavenly realm.

That is to say, at this moment, Patriarch Tao Ran has the power of heaven!

Han Muye shook his head with a smile, and there was light in his eyes.

He raised his hand and pulled out the small black sword in his hair.

At this moment, he could feel that the little black sword was constantly absorbing the power of space.

The speed of this absorption is so fast that it almost forms a vortex.

Holding the little sword in his hand, he could feel a passage opening in the blade of the little sword.

"Om—"

The moment he smashed through the sky, Han Muye felt the little sword tremble, and the space power sealed it.

This power is countless times stronger than the array Shao Yousun gave him.

In the chaotic little sword, a golden light fell on Han Muye's mind.

Border closure order.

Block the realm and pass through all realms.

Those who hold this order have the responsibility to protect Tianxuan, guarding the Tianxuan world from outside practitioners.

With this order, you can use the beacon in the sword to consume the power of space and lead to other realms.

At this time, within the small sword, there was a flash of spiritual light shining in the space.

The source of fire.

This is the road sign leading to the Fire Source Realm.

"boom--"

In the void outside the realm, an old man with a simple face in a blue robe put one hand behind his back, and the other fell down.

Under this palm, there is a suffocating million-jun force.

This power is so strong that it can directly shatter mountains and rivers.

Such a strong person, even the heavens and the earth will reject him.

Heaven Realm Powerhouse!

With such a blow, under the sky, it can only be turned into powder.

The old man looked indifferent, neither sad nor happy, as if the blow had just crushed two little ants to death.

Han Muye raised his head, then stepped back.

Patriarch Tao Ran grinned and laughed out loud.

"Boy, take care, look at how I abused this guy, Patriarch."

As soon as the words fell, a fire dragon shot up from Tao Ran's body!

The power of heaven!

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