Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 232 Battle Heaven Realm, Han Muye Returns to Tianxuan (22 Five Thousand Chapters)

A Void Infant Pill gave Patriarch Tao Ran the power of heaven.

Although it was only for a quarter of an hour.

But for Patriarch Tao Ran, enough is enough!

Standing there, Han Muye nodded, watching Tao Ran's ancestor transform into a fire dragon, roaring, rushing into the void.

The old man who had been pressing down with one hand showed a strange expression on his face, and raised his hands, just as he hit a blast of wind, he was overturned by the fire dragon.

"Go away—"

The fire dragon roared, and its long tail slammed down hard.

The green-robed old man raised his hand in embarrassment, and just as a light curtain rose, it was thrown off by the fire dragon's long tail.

"Boom—"

The mask shattered, and the figure of the green-robed old man was knocked back.

It wasn't until this time that the strong man in the day realm came back to his senses, his face was gloomy.

"well."

"I, Jinmuhe, have guarded this fire source world for five hundred years, and I am about to complete it, and I will meet people from other worlds."

"Today I will kill you, and then I will refine my soul and get news from the world behind you."

The old man shouted loudly, and in his hand was a machete that was ten feet long, revealing a gloomy light.

Seeing the long knife in the old man's hand, Han Muye raised his hand a little, and the Yunlong sword flew out.

"Old Ancestor, Sword."

The Yunlong Sword flickered and landed in front of Tao Ran Patriarch.

Patriarch Tao Ran laughed, stretched out his hand to grab the long sword, then let out a low shout, and the long sword stabbed straight out.

The sword light guides the cloud, combines with the flame, turns into a stream of light, and directly hits Jin Muhe who is holding a long knife.

The strength of this sword, even Patriarch Tao Ran himself was a little surprised.

Then he remembered that what he was using now was the power of the heavens, and he was blessed with a magic weapon and a long sword.

His combat power now may not necessarily be able to be achieved in a hundred years of internal fighting.

After all, it is hard to get a magic weapon level sword.

This streamer hit the long knife in Jin Muhe's hand, the long knife vibrated and then exploded.

Jin Muhe's sword is not a magic weapon.

Even in the Yuntian Realm, magic weapons are hard to find in the world, and only the top powerhouses in the great sects are qualified to hold them.

"boom--"

The long knife shattered, and Jin Muhe himself was knocked back by the blow, and then looked at Patriarch Tao Ran with a pale face.

He couldn't imagine how Patriarch Tao Ran could be so strong.

Patriarch Tao Ran smiled, drew the long sword in his hand, and stabbed out again.

This sword is not a will sword, but a magic sword.

Using the power of the sword to induce the floating power in the void to suppress Jin Muhe, and then the sword light pierced out.

This blow can cut the sky.

Jin Muhe was terrified and didn't dare to take it head-on. Daoist auras rose around his body and blocked him.

There was a crackling sound of Taoism breaking, and then the sword light hit Jin Muhe's body, causing him to scream and turn around to run away.

Although he was not beheaded, it was still a physical injury.

Such an injury, without tens or hundreds of years of cultivation, is difficult to recover.

Patriarch Tao Ran didn't pursue him, but shook his head and sighed softly: "It's a pity, if Patriarch and I really have the power of heaven, this guy will definitely not be able to escape."

Whether he only has the power of the heavenly realm for a moment, or is it an imitation, it all depends on the power of Xuying Pill.

"Why, the ancestor doesn't have the confidence to step into the heavenly realm?" Han Muye who stretched out his hand to recall the Yunlong Sword said with a chuckle.

Hearing his words, Patriarch Tao Ran was shocked, and a faint power of the heavenly realm intertwined and circulated around his body.

"No confidence?"

"If I didn't want to stabilize my foundation, my ancestor, I would be able to enter the heavenly realm right now."

Indeed, the power on his body at this time has clearly touched the heavenly realm.

After all, it was the Patriarch of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, the Fire Vein Patriarch, a powerhouse who ran rampant in the western borders, who had mastered the power of the heavens so quickly.

You must know that even if the Xuying Pill simulates the power of the heavens, not everyone can directly display it.

Ancestor Tao Ran was able to directly defeat Jin Muhe, a strong man in the heavenly realm, by virtue of the Xuying Pill and the power of the Cloud Dragon Sword, which shows his talent in cultivation.

Although this old man has a bad temper and almost unpopularity, he has real skills.

"Han Muye, I won't leave this world for now."

Turning around, Tao Ran's eyes flashed brightly.

"With my current cultivation base, as long as I stay in the Fire Source Realm, no one can be my opponent."

"When you go back to the western border, you can arrange for the disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect to come and sharpen in this world."

Patriarch Tao Ran's cultivation is infinitely close to the heavenly realm, and he is invincible in this realm. As long as he does not leave the fire source realm, no one will be his opponent.

Today he is not going to protect Han Muye, nor will he be drawn out of the Fire Source Realm to fight against the Heaven Realm.

Shrinking in the fire source world, even if a few more half-step heavenly realms come, they will not be able to surround and kill him.

Han Muye nodded.

He has the order to seal the world, and he already has the beacon of the fire source world, so he can easily come to this world.

But he didn't tell Patriarch Tao Ran about this.

Patriarch Tao Ran turned around and led Han Muye back to the Fire Source Realm.

Seeing them returning safely, those two half-step experts from Misty Dao Sect opened their eyes bigger than copper bells.

The heavenly realm powerhouses sitting in the gate can't do anything to these two?

Without hesitation, the two half-step heavenly realm turned around and fled.

Patriarch Tao Ran didn't pursue either.

Anyway, he wants to sit in this world, and he will have a lot of opportunities to play cat and mouse games with these two in the future.

The two half-step heavenly realms fled, and none of the others dared to stay, and all the people from the Misty Dao Sect rushed away.

Lu Gao, who was covered in blood, grinned.

When they arrived at the Fire Source Palace, Wang Luosheng and others were overjoyed to see them returning safely.

Han Muye didn't stay in the Fire Source Palace any longer, and discussed with Patriarch Tao Ran that he would return to Xijiang after a period of time to send his disciples back.

He also went to find the alchemy cauldron and refine the Nine-turn Yunlian Pill.

Now that the technique of Nine Yang Kung Fu has been obtained, how long will it take to improve one's cultivation aptitude and practice hard?

"Senior Brother Han, I want to stay in this world for the time being."

Lu Gao stepped forward and spoke in a low voice.

Stay in this world?

Taking a look at Lu Gao's surging fighting spirit, Han Muye nodded with a smile.

After the battle in Xijiang and Fengshou Mountain subsided, there has been no major war.

If you want to sharpen yourself by fighting, this fire source world is the most suitable.

These days of repeated battles, Lu Gao has become more and more compatible with the spirit sword he has fused.

When he can fully control the sword weapon, he will be able to touch even the half-step heavenly realm.

"Okay, brother Lu, you are in the fire source world, help the ancestor."

Reaching out to pat Lu Gao's shoulder, Han Muye raised his hand, arousing the power of the array.

The faint power of space enveloped Han Muye's figure.

Under the watchful eyes of Wang Luosheng, Tao Ran Patriarch and others, he disappeared into the beam of light.

It is estimated that among these people, Wang Luosheng is the saddest.

Han Muye took away the Yunlong Sword, but Tao Ran left behind.

Although the Fire Source Palace is safe, his own authority and combat power have been greatly compromised, so how can he be happy?

Even though he felt uncomfortable, Wang Luosheng emptied the storeroom and gathered five hundred swords before Han Muye left.

That's half of their deal.

Han Muye also left the remaining spirit stones to Wang Luosheng.

There are not many spirit stone veins in this world, and each spirit stone is extremely precious.

Five hundred top-grade spirit stones can greatly increase the cultivation speed of those masters in the Fire Source Palace.

And the five hundred semi-spiritual weapons that Han Muye brought back to the Western Border would at least double the amount.

This time teleportation, Han Muye felt different again.

The power of space in the little black sword can be reversed and start repairing the channel.

By the time he stepped onto the stone steps of the ruined hall of Lieyang Palace, the broken light curtain had already been repaired.

This passage, which has not been used a few times, can be used again.

This is no small surprise.

If they can communicate with the fire source world for a long time, it will be of great use to both Han Muye and Jiuxuan Jianmen.

Han Muye can make a lot of money by cultivating junior disciples and trading various sword weapons and spiritual materials.

"Om—"

Yunlongjian turned into Sanxun's white-clothed youth and landed beside Han Muye.

Looking around, Zhao Yunlong shook his head and sighed softly: "There is no return for thousands of years, and there are only ruins left in Lieyang Palace."

He is one of the magic weapons of the Zhen faction in the Lieyang Palace, and he has a deep affection for the Lieyang Palace.

Seeing the appearance of Lieyang Palace now, of course I feel sad.

"Hmph, what about Lieyang Palace?"

"The great power in the world, even Nascent Soul, out of the body, and even God Transformation, will fall as soon as it is due."

"Cultivation, how can it last forever?"

Daoist Dayan stood on the stone steps with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance, and spoke lightly.

He looks like a wise man who sees through the world.

"Brother Dao taught me that I was short-sighted." Zhao Yunlong's attitude was very correct.

Han Muye didn't care how they were feeling, raised his hand to put away the array disk, scattered the light curtain, and strode away.

The old site of Lieyang Palace was in ruins.

After walking for a few miles, several figures in front blocked the way.

"Fellow Taoist, we are here to hunt for treasures. If you are alone, you might as well join us." The leader of those people was a skinny Taoist, wearing a dusty Taoist robe, squinting at Han Mu.

At this time, Han Muye was carrying a sword box on his back, in which were placed Ziyan Qingming's two swords, and a Yunlong sword was hanging on his waist.

As for Daoist Dayan, he turned into a breeze and followed behind him.

After Han Muye cultivated his noble spirit, his temperament was not like that of a sword cultivator, but he had a lot more literary spirit, like a mortal who had read books.

Of course, it is impossible for mortals to come to this old place of Lieyang Palace.

"I'm not interested in hunting treasures here." Han Muye glanced at the people in front of him, shook his head, and said.

Hearing his words, the people on the opposite side looked at each other, and moved their footsteps lightly, sealing Han Muye's body.

"A few days ago, a group of practitioners went out from here, and all of them were protected by half-spiritual weapons and long swords."

The old man who spoke before looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face, and then cast his eyes on the Yunlong sword hanging on Han Muye's waist.

"Friend Daoist, your sword is not as good as selling us a thousand spirit stones, how about it?"

From the beginning to the end, they stopped Han Muye just to reap some benefits.

Who made Han Muye look like he didn't have a high level of cultivation, and he looked like he had several swords on his body.

Standing where he was, Han Muye pondered slightly.

On the opposite side, someone said impatiently: "Boy, don't hurry up, Brother He can buy your broken sword with a thousand spirit stones——"

Before the man could finish speaking, a sword light flashed in front of him, and a gust of sword wind cut his neck and wiped off a layer of oily skin.

The chill on the edge of the sword pierced through his heart and lungs, making his whole body go limp and he fell to his knees.

The Yunlong Sword hovered quietly in front of Han Muye.

"Spirit, spirit, spirit weapon." Everyone on the opposite side stared wide-eyed.

When Shao Yousun and the others left, everyone had a sword, and the swords of those Huoyuan Palace disciples were all half-spiritual weapons.

This makes people think that they have opened up a place to hide swords in the old place of Lieyang Palace, and they have come to search for it.

When they met Han Muye just now, these people just wanted to make a fortune.

Who would have thought that what Han Muye held was a spiritual weapon?

With this spiritual weapon alone, killing all of them is just a matter of raising one's hand.

"My surname is Han." A faint sword light surged from Han Muye's body.

What's the meaning?

What's the big deal about being surnamed Han?

Everyone looked at Han Muye.

"My name is Han Muye."

When he spoke again, the sword intent on Han Muye's body was already soaring.

"After Yunchao Ridge, practitioners in Western Xinjiang called me the Immortal of the Way of the Sword."

Han Muye, the Banished Immortal of Sword Dao!

The first person of the younger generation in Xijiang Kendo!

Even Master Tu Sun, the number one swordsman in Xijiang, joined forces with him, Han Muye, the exiled swordsman who is disrespected by all of his peers in Xijiang!

"The Immortal..."

"Han Banxian, we, we didn't know it was you!"

"Excuse me, the immortal, we were just joking..."

Everyone looked pale and begged for mercy.

run?

In front of such a strong person, running, it is not fast enough to die.

Conversely, begging for mercy is the best option.

"From now on, the former site of Lieyang Palace will be the place of my Nine Profound Sword Gate, outsiders are not allowed to come again."

There was coldness in Han Muye's eyes, and he said lightly, "Do you understand?"

Those who don't understand are fools.

At this time, the stubborn one is the donkey.

"Understand, we'll leave now."

"Don't worry, Immortal Han, this place will be the territory of Jiuxuan Sword Sect in the future, we will not come again."

Everyone backed away in a hurry, and then ran away.

Originally, Han Muye didn't want to reveal his identity.

But in the future, if you want to use the space channel here and come and go frequently, it is better to occupy this place directly.

Today he made his name known, just to see who would compete with Jiuxuan Jianmen for this place.

Xijiang, except for those sects, dare not?

It's just that today he made his name known, and when he returned to Jiuxuan Mountain, he might be intercepted all the way.

Intercept and kill, intercept and kill, in the land of Western Xinjiang, if those few people don't come in person, who can kill him?

Han Muye did not leave immediately, but led Zhao Yunlong around the old site of Lieyang Palace.

After all, this is the talisman of the Lieyang Palace, so let him remember it.

"Master, do you lack a alchemy cauldron?" Turning around, standing on top of the ruins of a great hall, Zhao Yunlong spoke in a low voice with a flash of nostalgia on his face.

Both he and Daoist Dayan saw Han Muye making alchemy, and saw his alchemy furnace shatter.

Han Muye nodded, and said with a wry smile: "My method of alchemy is different from others, it's very difficult for me."

Indeed, not many pill furnaces could withstand his infusion of sword energy.

"Actually, there is a pill furnace in Lieyang Palace, it should still be there." Zhao Yunlong looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice.

Pill furnace?

"The alchemy furnace is of a very high grade." Zhao Yunlong showed a complicated look on his face: "It is the Daoyuan cauldron used by the palace master to make alchemy."

The inheritance of alchemy in Lieyang Palace is extremely profound, and there are many alchemy practitioners in the sect.

Thousands of years ago, its lord was also Dan Dao Daxiu.

At the beginning, it was because of the refinement of a high-quality elixir that caused the fire to erupt and the sect's great formation to be damaged, so the passage to the outside world had to be opened, which led to disaster.

Han Muye is short of the alchemy furnace, even if he is not, he also wants to see what the Dao Yuan Ding that Zhao Yunlong said looks like.

Zhao Yunlong led Han Muye through a dilapidated hall and down the huge burned tunnel.

The further down, the more obvious the flame burn marks.

The surrounding air is getting hotter and hotter.

At a hundred feet underground, the heat wave was rolling, and it was already hard to resist.

The Yunlong sword turned into a cloud dragon, covering Han Muye's body and allowing him to move forward.

In such a place, even if the situation comes, they can only retreat obediently.

There is no half-step heavenly realm, so you can't get in.

Thousands of feet further down, surrounded by flames.

A great lake of churning lava, boundless.

Here, there should be such lava for thousands of miles around.

"Zhao Yunlong, where can we find that Dao Yuanding?"

This thousands of li lava lake, even if the heavenly realm comes, it will cause headaches, how can it be possible to find a danding?

Hearing Han Muye's words, Yunlong who was wrapped around him said, "Master, don't worry, there is a connection between me and Dao Yuan Ding, I will summon him."

After speaking, Yunlong's body trembled, and there were streaks of cloud energy all over his body.

The cloud was instantly burned away by the flames in the lava lake.

Yunlong kept vibrating, and more cloud gas radiated out.

Half a day later, the magma rolled and roared like thunder.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

Like a big drum shaking, a hundred-foot-high tripod slowly exposed magma.

This big cauldron is covered with fiery red magma, with three legs and two ears, and the spiritual patterns on it are shining with golden light.

Seeing the big tripod, Yunlongjian let out a cheer and sword chant.

The cauldron also responded lightly.

After a while, Zhao Yunlong's voice sounded: "Master, when the ground fire broke out here, the Palace Master suppressed it with the Dao Yuan Ding, but unfortunately the fire still erupted in the end, and the Dao Yuan Ding was seriously damaged."

"For so many years, he has been cultivating here with the power of igniting the fire."

Speaking of this, he paused and said: "Daoyuan Ding cannot be transformed because the refined spiritual material is too high-grade."

The grade is too high to be transformed?

What kind of baby is this?

The transformation of the magic weapon is the same as that of the monster race. The lower the bloodline strength, the easier it is. Conversely, it is difficult for the extremely advanced ones to transform into a human form.

"Master, Dao Yuanding said, your cultivation base is relatively low, I don't know if you can take him away."

"You can try and see if you can charge it."

"If he can't, he will stay here to cultivate, and come back later when your cultivation base is high."

Not enough cultivation?

Can't collect Dan Ding?

Looking at the hundred-foot-high cauldron in front of him, Han Muye's eyes shone brightly.

When did you feel so looked down upon?

"Okay, then I'll try." Han Muye whispered, his figure rose from the ground and landed on the cauldron.

The fiery red cauldron vibrated slightly and rotated.

Han Muye let out a long laugh, and a flash of spiritual light fell from his hand.

It's just that before the spiritual light attached to the cauldron, it was burned by the hot flames.

Lingqi is not even qualified to invest in the cauldron.

Seeing this scene, instead of being annoyed, Han Muye smiled even more.

This big cauldron is the real treasure!

He took a deep breath, and in the dantian, the spirit energy of the seven-layer cloud platform that had been filled blasted out, turning into a blue torrent.

In the sea of ​​qi, three swords appeared directly and hit the cauldron.

And in his divine treasure, the sword energy of the cyan spirit vibrated, causing the mortal mantra condensed with awe-inspiring energy to turn into a ball of light and shadow, flying down.

"boom--"

The three swords pressed down, directly breaking the flames around the cauldron, and pressing the cauldron into the lava.

Before the cauldron floated up, the cyan torrent had already wrapped it.

The big cauldron vibrated, and there was radiance on it. The golden flame collided with the blue aura, making it bright.

"town."

Han Muye whispered, raised his hand, and the light and shadow transformed by the Red Dust Curse and Soul Sword Qi covered the cauldron.

"Om—"

The Baizhang cauldron shook violently, and a rough voice came from it: "Okay, as long as you can refine it to 10%, I will recognize you as the master."

After the words fell, a strong suction force directly sucked Han Muye's spiritual energy into the cauldron.

This consumption of spiritual energy was faster than Han Muye's urging Wan Jian to return to the sect.

Want Reiki?

Not enough aura in the dantian?

There was a smile on Han Muye's face.

The next moment, above his head, ten celestial pills shone like stars.

Around him, a hundred thousand fire marrow stones are like a galaxy.

"As long as you can eat it, I have plenty of aura."

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ps: Is there that kind of rotten monthly pass? Don't waste it.

I don't know if there is a double monthly ticket at the end of the month?