Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 258 On the banks of the Jialing River, the Nine Factions Rearrange the Competition (12 chapters with five thousand words)

At that time, Zhu Shen, the elder of Jiange, brought half of the sword formula down the mountain, and died in the end.

The wishing sword, a medium-grade spiritual tool that he had fused himself, also disappeared.

I thought that the sword had been destroyed when Elder Zhu Shen died.

Unexpectedly, this sword was in the hands of Ling Daozong.

The largest in Western Xinjiang.

"Zhang Cheng sent someone to say that half of the Bingjianjue he got back then was given by Lingdaozong."

Jin Ze looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice, "The person who sent the message is trustworthy."

believable.

That is to say, Zhang Cheng did not lie.

It was the Lingdao Sect who intercepted and killed Elder Zhu Shen of Jiange.

This matter could have been rotten to the bone.

Even letting Zhang Chengxiu Bingjian Jue take that step to become a heavenly realm, and then let Jiuxuan Sword Sect and Fengling Sword Sect become sworn enemies, it is in line with Lingdao Sect's calculations.

In the original Nine Profound Sword Sect plan, the Nine Factions were rearranged, and if they could become the fourth among the Nine Factions, the expectation would be fulfilled.

If he can go one step further and replace Taiyi Sword Sect as the leader of the Western Border Sword Dao, that would be a blessing from heaven.

The number one sect in Western Xinjiang, never thought about it.

Without a Heavenly Realm in command, and without a strong man who can compete with Daoist Li Mubai and Wanhua, how could the Nine Profound Sword Sect be the number one sect in Upper Western Border?

But this time, Lingdaozong took out the Suyuan Sword as a reward for the number one sect in Western Xinjiang.

The Nine Profound Sword Gate has to fight!

Even if the head is broken, the sword is broken, and the bone is broken, we still have to fight!

"One hundred disciples, five are left." Tuoba Cheng looked at Han Muye, with flames rising from his eyes.

"Gu Yuanlong, the number one inner sect of the Tangshan Sword Sect, takes one."

"There are four places left. If Li Xixi and Deng Chungang can't make it, it's up to you Jiange."

Deng Chungang may be the Sword King of the Great Snow Mountain in the Northern Territory.

When the monk came to Jiuxuan Mountain to get the Golden Lotus Pill, he agreed to go back to the Northern Territory to tell the King of Swords, the news of the Nine Sect Dabi in the Western Border.

If Deng Chungang can return, there will be no suspense in this battle.

But no one knows whether the Sword King of Daxue Mountain who suppressed the Snow Demon Clan in the Northern Territory is Deng Chungang, and whether he will return.

Li Xixi went to Zhongzhou, and Jianmen also sent an elder to summon him.

Whether I can come back, I don't know.

If they don't return, the only ones they can rely on are a few people in Jiange.

"Yang Mingxuan will fight on behalf of the Mingshan Sword Sect, but according to the rules mentioned earlier, we can't help forming an alliance, right?"

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, he looked at Tuoba Cheng.

"That's right," Tuoba Cheng nodded, his expression solemn: "If the Nine Profound Sword Sect wants to become the number one in Western Xinjiang, it must fight against all the elites of the entire Western Xinjiang sect."

Those sects that aspire to the position of the Nine Sects have already formed allies with each other. At critical times, what a sect has to face may be the siege of several or dozens of elite disciples.

Of all the sects in Western Xinjiang, no one dared to say that they were sure to win.

What's more, if the Nine Profound Sword Sect wants to get back Zhu Shen's sword, they must compete for the first place in the Nine Sect Grand Competition.

To fight for the first place, to face the number one sect of Lingdao Sect in Western Xinjiang, to overwhelm Shangyang Demon Sect, the number one Demon Sect in Western Xinjiang, to defeat Taiyi Sword Sect, the number one sword sect in Western Xinjiang, to compete with all sects For the enemy.

However, in this battle, the Nine Profound Sword Sect has no choice.

If you don't fight today, if you let the ancestor wear the sword, the energy condensed on Jiuxuan Mountain will be dissipated overnight.

Looking at Han Muye, Tuoba Cheng's expression turned solemn: "Han Muye, regardless of the outcome of this battle, you will be the Young Sect Master of the Nine Profound Sword Sect when you return."

"You can decide the matter on Jiuxuan Mountain with one word."

Is this a promise, or a reward?

This was the first time that Han Muye heard a clear arrangement about his future.

As long as he returns to Jiuxuan Mountain alive, he will be the master of Jiuxuan Sword Sect in the future.

Han Muye glanced at Tuoba Cheng and Jin Ze standing behind him, nodded, turned and walked out of the hall.

Looking at Han Muye's leaving back, Jin Ze sighed in a low voice: "Hey, it's because the sect's lack of foundation makes the younger disciples so hard."

Hearing his words, Tuoba Cheng turned his head: "Sect Master, as a sword cultivator, if the sword in your hand is not polished from time to time, won't it rust?"

"We all think so highly of him, how can he let us down?"

Jin Ze nodded and walked out of the hall.

He is a bit stooped, and his robe looks bloated on his body.

There was a deep halo in Tuoba Cheng's eyes, and he strode to follow.

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Back at Jiange, the silent Yang Mingxuan stepped forward.

"Brother, me."

He looked up at Han Muye.

"Are you going back to Mingshan Sword Sect?" Han Muye nodded and said softly, "After you go back, it's best not to kill anyone."

Hearing his words, Yang Mingxuan was shocked, and a red light flickered in his eyes.

Lowering his gaze, Yang Mingxuan nodded slightly.

"Bring all the pills you need, and choose a sword that you can handle."

"When it's time for the Grand Competition, you may be needed to help the Nine Profound Sword Sect."

Han Muye laughed, and reached out to pat Yang Mingxuan's shoulder.

The Nine Sects will be competing vertically and horizontally at that time, and there will be an alliance between the sects. The Mingshan Sword Sect where Yang Mingxuan belongs and the Nine Xuan Sword Sect are originally an alliance.

Yang Mingxuan nodded heavily, and bowed towards Han Muye.

If it wasn't for Han Muye, if it wasn't for Jiange, Yang Mingxuan would still be a useless person even if he didn't die.

Jiang Ming said that if he didn't cultivate well, he wouldn't even be qualified to collect Yang Dingshan's body.

Back then, Yang Mingxuan didn't go to Yunchao Ridge to collect Yang Dingshan's body.

Now, he wants to fulfill Yang Dingshan's last wish and help Mingshan Sword Sect become one of the nine sects.

For this purpose, even if...

Jiang Ming, Lu Gao and the others sent Yang Mingxuan down to Jiuxuan Mountain, while Han Muye sat on the first floor of the Jiange and opened the scroll in front of him.

"Brother Han."

A voice came from the gate of Jiange.

Han Muye raised his head, Bai Suzhen was standing in front of the sword pavilion, wearing a moon white dress.

She didn't stop outside the Jiange, but stepped in slowly.

"Om—"

The moment Bai Suzhen stepped into the Jiange, all the swords on the first floor of the Jiange vibrated lightly, and a sharp sword energy pervaded the air.

The cold sword energy made Bai Suzhen tremble all over, and her face turned pale.

Han Muye sat there, his expression unchanged.

Bai Suzhen stepped forward and put a small cloth bag in front of Han Muye.

"Senior Brother Han, I have collected all the elixir of the fifth-grade pill."

Bai Suzhen entrusted Han Muye to refine the Jade Bone Pill. It took three years to finally collect the elixir.

Han Muye didn't reach for the elixir, but just looked up at Bai Suzhen.

Bai Suzhen's eyes showed a trace of unspeakable emotion, she took a deep breath, and fixed her eyes on Han Muye.

"Senior Brother Han, if I take something from the Jiange, will you make a move?"

She bit her lip, and the palm of her hand pressed against the long table looked pale.

"Did Li Mubai ask you to return to the Shangyang Demon Sect?" Han Muye asked suddenly.

Bai Suzhen nodded.

Han Muye raised his hand, pulled out the small black sword stuck in his hair, and placed it on the long table.

"Is this what you want?"

Bai Suzhen's eyes paused, then she nodded.

"I, I just found out..."

She didn't dare to look into Han Muye's eyes.

Hearing her words, Han Muye leaned gently on the big chair and said, "Take it."

take it!

Bai Suzhen's shoulders trembled, her eyes widened, and she looked at Han Muye.

"Really, really?"

Han Muye nodded, and said calmly, "I said before that when I want to kill you one day, I will let you go."

"Break into the Jiange, you only have this chance."

Bai Suzhen's face showed joy, and her smile bloomed like a delicate flower.

She leaned forward, and through the long table, she put her face in front of Han Muye.

"Senior Brother Han, then, I'm really leaving."

Seeing Han Muye's expressionless face, Bai Suzhen picked up the small black sword, stuck it in her hair, and said softly, "Next time we meet, I'll let you go."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked out of the sword pavilion. When she was outside the sword pavilion, she turned her head, took a look at Han Muye, and left.

After all, he left.

Watching Bai Suzhen leave, Han Muye slowly sat upright.

He raised his hand, and inserted a small black sword back into his hair.

This is the wishful transformation of the Eight Treasures.

He did give Bai Suzhen that small black sword.

The refining material of this small sword is special and extremely precious.

But the most precious thing about this sword is the seal and the power of space.

At this moment, Han Muye removed the power of space and the order of seal in the little sword, and put them in the Eight Treasures Ruyi.

The small sword is just a small black sword.

It's no big deal to give it to Bai Suzhen.

What's more, Han Muye was able to lock the position of this little sword through the power of hidden space left in that little sword!

Among the Shangyang Demon Sect, the one who wants this sword and even knows its function must be Li Mubai.

Han Muye was also curious about what Li Mubai would do with the sword.

With a flash of inspiration, two figures landed beside Han Muye.

"My lord, from now on I'll fix my soul in the sword, and don't call me, don't wake up." Zhao Yunlong bowed to Han Muye and said in a low voice.

Han Muye turned to look at him and asked curiously, "Why?"

Before Zhao Yunlong could speak, Taoist Dayan beside him grinned and said, "What he means is, if we weren't here today, you would have already made a good deal with that witch."

"Actually, for us Qi Ling, this kind of thing is really not of much interest, and we don't bother to watch it."

Han Muye glanced at him.

I'm too lazy to look, so why are you looking for that jade lady?

Ignoring the two sword spirits, Han Muye raised his hand and put them into the sword box behind him.

At the door, Lu Gao and the others had turned around.

Han Muye stood up, went back to the third floor of Jiange, and sat cross-legged in front of the desk.

An unspeakable mysterious aura slowly surged from him.

As soon as this breath appeared, the entire third floor of the Jiange was full of heat.

Scorching sun skill.

Nine Yang Kung Fu started from Chuyang and Shaoyang, and it was cultivated during the foundation-building period of Peiyuan Condensing Qi Dao.

Stepping into the realm, you can practice Jinyang Gong.

At the beginning, Han Muye also got the Golden Yang Kung Fu, and felt the mystery of it, so he went to look for the Nine Yang Kung Fu.

After the golden yang kung fu, the kung fu went up to another level and turned into a scorching sun.

The power of the scorching sun is so magnificent that it is hard to resist.

What Han Muye was cultivating at this time was the Scorching Sun Art.

In the past two years, with the help of fairy roots, endless spiritual stones and elixir, his cultivation has stepped into the realm of enlightenment!

Passing through the barriers of the land, condensing the meridians of the body, and drawing the avenues of heaven and earth to refine them, Han Muye carried the power of the earth with a radius of ten thousand li on his body every day during the entire period of unblocking the meridians.

The affinity of earth attribute is full level, the affinity of water attribute is full level, the power of water and soil is superimposed, the power of earth and stone is tempered, and the meaning of flowing water is washed away.

In two years, Han Muye crossed the realm of Tongmai, and the muscles and veins all over his body were as firm as a river.

Before he went to the outside of the Fire Source Realm, it was to induce the power of the void, refine the soul, and practice the enlightenment technique.

With the help of Confucianism, Daoism and Red Dust Curse, and the suppression of the spiritual power of the master realm, Han Muye's spiritual enlightenment practice is also very smooth.

What he is doing now is to slow down the speed of practice, and consolidate his foundation a little more.

Cultivation is not just about seeking quickness.

Practice is like climbing to the top, and the scenery along the way is indispensable.

What's more, his combat power doesn't match his cultivation.

At this moment, even he himself did not dare to contemplate his combat strength.

Ten days later, on Jiuxuan Mountain, the bell rang.

The mountain guard formation is opened.

Endless spiritual light rose, turning the entire mountain into a land of fairies.

The suzerain Jin Ze, who was wearing a purple robe, Tuoba Cheng, the acting elder of the sect, and Zhang Zhihe, the elder of the water veins, led a hundred elites selected from the sect to set foot on ten flying boats.

At this time, there should be ninety-eight disciples selected in total.

Among the sword pavilions came Han Muye, Lin Shen, and Lu Gao.

Yang Mingxuan has gone to Mingshan Sword Sect, so it doesn't count as a quota.

Gu Yuanlong, the number one master of Tangshan Sword Sect's inner sect with the pseudonym Gu Long, will go directly to the bank of the Jialing River.

As for the last vacancy, I don't know who will return, Deng Chungang or Li Xixi.

Or, never return.

"Respectfully send off the suzerain, respectfully send off the Supreme Elder."

"Help me win the battle of Nine Profound Sword Gate."

On Jiuxuan Mountain, countless voices resounded.

There are hundreds of thousands of disciples all over the mountain. At this moment, the condensed momentum of the sect turns into a sword light soaring into the sky, as if it is about to split the sky.

The general trend of Nine Profound Sword Sect has been solidified.

Just look at the rearrangement ratio of the nine factions!

Ten flying boats broke through the heavy clouds and sailed forward.

From the foot of Jiuxuan Mountain, figures flew up one after another.

That is the master of each sect ruled by the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

These people will go to the bank of Jialing River together with the flying boat.

One is to cheer for the Nine Profound Sword Sect, and the other is, how can we not observe such important events in the western border?

Watching those peerless elites confront each other will definitely help one's own practice.

"Ling Juezong Zhang Shiyang came to pay homage to Jinze Sect Master."

"Wuyang Sword Sect Shen Wuxing, come to see Senior Brother Tuoba."

"The Immortal of Sword Dao is here, He Yixiao came to see him."

Before the ten flying boats, the sound kept going back and forth.

After the flying boat, those flying away with their swords, and those accompanying the Zongmen flying boat, stretched for dozens of miles, and turned into a long dragon with a thousand miles of spiritual light, arousing roars above the sky.

Only with such power and influence can a large group of people travel.

"Today we saw the prestige of the Nine Profound Sword Sect again. The Nine Sect Grand Competition, the seat of the Nine Profound Sword Sect is secure."

On the deck of a flying boat, an old man in a blue robe gently stroked his beard and spoke with a smile.

The Nine Profound Sword Sect is not only majestic, but those elite disciples can see their demeanor and combat power at a glance.

Such a strong person will definitely be able to show his prominence in the Nine Schools Grand Competition.

"Of course, if it wasn't for the Nine Profound Sword Sect and Wutian Realm, even the top three would be able to think about it." Outside the flying boat, a green-robed swordsman flashed and landed on it.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Jin," the old man who spoke before laughed, and then said, "Then I wonder which one of the Nine Profound Sword Sect is most optimistic about by Senior Brother who can soar into the sky?"

Investing early is the way to go.

Which of the hundred Jianmen elites are worthy of investment needs to be determined early.

This investment may last for hundreds of years until this person reaches the peak.

"If Junior Brother Hu believes in me, he can make some friends with those direct heirs of the Nine Profound Sword Sect."

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of Jin Jianxiu.

The others on the deck looked at each other.

"Senior Brother, what about the Immortal of the Way of the Sword?" Someone asked in a low voice.

Who among the younger generations in Xijiang can compare with the Banished Immortal of Swordsmanship?

If you want to invest, you should invest in this one first, right?

Hearing this, Jianxiu surnamed Jin turned his head to look, the light in his eyes faded, and he said in a low voice, "I just saw Xianxian Han from afar."

He shook his head and said softly: "If the aura doesn't appear, it's hard to see the sword light."

"Cultivation realm, I'm afraid..."

I'm afraid the cultivation base is not enough.

In two years, rebuild from scratch, even if you are a genius, so what?

"This time, Immortal Han came to the Jialing River to fulfill his promise to those masters who promised not to fight against him."

Jianxiu, surnamed Jin, raised his head and looked forward, and sighed softly: "Even the Banished Immortal of Sword Dao remains unknown, and I, Jin Yitang, also admire him."

"In the world, how many sword cultivators can sacrifice their entire body to slay demons and save people?"

After he finished speaking, everyone else nodded.

As the flying boat moved forward, more and more sects and masters followed behind.

They gradually found out the situation of the disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Several direct successors are all powerful in battle.

Most of the top-ranked masters in the inner sect are from the realm of enlightenment.

This level of cultivation, in smaller sects, is already at the level of an elder with real power.

The most talked about is the seemingly silent Han Banxian.

In fact, in the past two years, the well-known Immortal Han has never acted again, and there have been no speeches or stories, and there is even no news of his cultivation improvement.

This says it all.

It's just that many people still have illusions.

When they saw Han Muye on the deck facing the rising sun these few days, and holding a book to read, his aura was so ordinary, like ordinary people, many people sighed in their hearts.

Miracles, after all, did not happen.

"If it weren't for the fact that I have seen so many panacea from Han Yuxian in the past two years, I, Lao Jin, would have thought that you were really beyond repair."

In the cabin, Jin Jialin, the big shopkeeper of Jinlong Trading Company, the head of the Jin family, looked at Han Muye in front of him and laughed.

"You, Immortal Han, are not as ostentatious as the elites of the Great Demon of the East China Sea, nor are you restrained but fierce like those strong swordsmen."

After a pause, Jin Jialin stared at Han Muye with some curiosity on his face: "It looks like a Confucianism and Taoism master I have seen before."

This guy's eyes are quite poisonous, no wonder he can accumulate such a big fortune.

Han Muye looked at him, and said calmly, "Patriarch Jin, what's the news from Donghai?"

Hearing Han Muye's question, Jin Jialin nodded and handed over a jade slip.

Han Muye took the jade slip, and his spiritual sense swept over it.

"Guo Tianjin, the first heir of the Yunhai Sword Sect in the East China Sea?"

"What price did the Fengling Sword Sect pay?"

"Lingdaozong, is it really colluding with the great monster of the East China Sea?"

In the jade slips, there are all kinds of information about the East China Sea.

There was even news that a great demon from the Southern Wilderness had hidden himself.

The value of this jade slip is absolutely inestimable.

"Thank you Patriarch Jin." Han Muye put away the jade slips and said softly.

Jin Jialin shook his head with a smile, and said softly: "Han Banxian, you are one of the most important partners of my Jin family. Is it normal to provide you with some news?"

"After this battle, the situation in Xijiang has changed. Maybe the Nine Profound Sword Sect will go against the trend and overwhelm Xijiang."

There was a strange look on Jin Jialin's face, and he said in a low voice: "I know that Lingdaozong took out a sword as a reward."

Sure enough, with all eyes and hands, all these news can be found out.

Han Muye nodded, with deep eyes in his eyes: "I don't have enough strength in the Nine Profound Sword Sect, and I didn't want to have a position for that tree to attract the wind."

"Looking at it now, I have to fight."

Speaking of this, he said lightly: "Forget it, let's fight."

"As a sword cultivator, the world can fight, and the position of the first sect in the western border is just a matter of contention."

Hearing his words, Jin Jialin laughed out loud.

Ahead, the clouds shook.

A gust of mighty water vapor rushed over.

Jialing River is here.

Han Muye walked out of the cabin.

On the first flying boat, Jinze Sect Master and Tuoba Cheng stood in the air.

"Xijiang Nine Profound Sword Sect, come to participate in the Nine Sects Rearrangement Meeting—"

Tuobacheng shouted loudly, and the phantom of the white tiger rose behind him, and the thousand-foot white tiger roared up to the sky!

On the ten flying boats, Jian Guang turned into the wings of a white tiger, flapping their wings to fly.

The monstrous sword intent rushed forward.

"boom--"

The clouds on the Jialing River were knocked away.

"Mu Yangzong is waiting for the arrival of the Nine Profound Sword Gate—" the voice sounded, and the spiritual light turned into a pagoda, blocking the white tiger's figure.

"Zhudao Sword Sect has been waiting here for a long time." A beam of sword light rushed towards the sky.

"Wu Jian Dao Sect respectfully welcomes the Nine Profound Sword Sect." Sword lights turned into flywheels spinning, blocking the sky.

"Ling Dao Sect, welcome fellow Taoists of Jinze, all fellow Taoists to participate in this competition." A golden seal smashed on the top of Baihu's head.

Tuoba Cheng laughed out loud, shaking his arms.

"boom--"

Did the white tiger sword explode with a bang, turning into a golden tiger, smashing away all obstacles.

"Roar--"

The tiger howled, the mountains and rivers trembled, and the waves on the Jialing River were overwhelming!

The Nine Profound Sword Gate is coming against the battle!

At this moment, in the world, there is only the roar of the tiger and the roar of the sword!

It is said that today is the last day of the double monthly pass?

It is said.

I do not know either.

I don't know anything, I just bury my head in code words every day, code words...