Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 276: First of the Nine Sects, Nine Bells Ring (12 chapters with five thousand characters)

Northern Territory, under the Snowy Mountains.

A series of golden characters covered the sky!

The prestige of the Confucian and Taoist masters shakes the world, and the mountains and rivers resonate!

A word can cover a day, and a line of poetry can break a world!

On Han Muye's body, the purple aura of popularity and the golden arrogance collided together, attracting the big characters in the sky, turning them into vigorous literary aura.

This poem is not only powerful and boundless, but also its literary spirit is even more mighty.

Such poems appeared in the Northern Territory. If they were in Zhongzhou at this time, the whole world might be filled with literary spirit.

The cultural atmosphere in the Northern Territory is turbulent, and it seems that it wants to break through the barrier of heaven and earth and blend with Zhongzhou.

"Grandmaster take action?" Zhongzhou, Wen Xiang stopped the ink pen in his hand, and looked up to the direction of the northern region.

In the Tianxuan world, how could there be such a great master of Confucianism and Taoism?

But he didn't probe with divine sense.

After all, for the grand master, it is a disrespect for the divine mind to probe for no reason.

"The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting... It's really a good word, but unfortunately, if it can be completed, it will be a further step, and there is a chance."

After transcribing those verses from the sky in the Northern Territory on the scroll in front of him, Wen Xiang shook his head, with a strange look in his eyes.

"Old Wen, you arranged the Northern Territory?" A voice sounded in the void.

Marquis Wu.

Wen Xiang shook his head.

"Hehe, it's really interesting. Recently, your Confucianism and Taoism are very prosperous."

"I really like the way everyone carries a sword in Bailushan Academy. By the way, the battle in Wuyuan Realm is tense, so you send some strong people?"

"Two masters will do."

There was a hint of exhaustion in Wuhou's words.

"You want those two from Bailu Mountain, right?" Wen Xiang shook his head and said in a low voice, "Wait and see, if they can grow, I don't mind giving them more opportunities."

In the void, Marquis Wu let out a "hmm", and the sound disappeared.

In the northern region, on the sky, large golden characters flickered in the void, slowly dissipating.

The golden-purple light and shadow in the sky also gradually faded away.

The phantom of a great Confucian with a high crown and a sword quietly disappeared.

Deng Chungang, who fell to the ground, looked bewildered.

The Sirius standing not far away has an unreal figure, with a complex expression on his face.

Standing not far from Han Muye, Daoist Dayan put his hands behind his back and smiled.

In front of Han Muye, Taoist Jushi in ragged clothes fell to his knees when he persisted until the eighth line of the poem, and his Nascent Soul was shattered.

Yes, Yuanying, not Yuanshen.

Back then, the primordial spirit who had transformed himself into a major cultivator was cut to pieces by Sword Master Yuan Tian, ​​and escaped the catastrophe by relying on the avatar technique.

The present Jushi Taoist is actually just a clone.

But even if it's just a clone, this clone is half a step out of the body, and there is no one in the western border and northern regions.

With the dao sword in hand, even in the case of out-of-body overhaul, you can fight.

Unfortunately, Han Muye is a great master of Confucianism and Taoism.

What you say is what you say.

The great masters of Confucianism and Taoism, even Zhongzhou, can be counted on one hand.

In front of such a strong man, even the real out-of-body overhaul, he can only bow his head obediently.

A great master of Confucianism and Taoism can transform into a god in half a step!

Seeing Taoist Jushi in front of him whose spirit was gradually dimming, Han Muye couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

If it weren't for the Northern Territory, Han Muye wouldn't be able to block Taoist Jushi's finger at all.

But the way of heaven in the Northern Territory is connected to Zhongzhou, so Han Muye didn't need much effort to kill Taoist Jushi.

The sentence "The scenery of the northern country is frozen for thousands of miles" will freeze the real body of Jushi.

Before the sentence "I want to compare myself with the Lord of Heaven" came out, Daoist Dashi's Nascent Soul was already shattered.

This made Han Muye who was very interested could only take back the ink pen in his hand.

"I knew it earlier, I should go back to the fairy world..." His body softened, and the huge stone Taoist lying on the ground showed a trace of regret on his face, and then he slowly closed his eyes, and the spiritual light scattered around his body.

Han Muye could feel joy surging between the heaven and the earth.

Just like in the Fire Source Realm back then, as long as practitioners outside the realm were beheaded, there would be gifts from heaven and earth.

Now Han Muye is qualified to trade with Heaven and Earth on an equal footing, if he kills practitioners outside the realm, Heaven and Earth will naturally respond.

This feedback will increase the power he can borrow from heaven and earth.

With a gesture of raising his hand, the half of Taoist sword in Daoist Jushi's hand fell on his hand.

This is good stuff.

Han Muye has the other half of the sword in his hand.

It's a pity that no one can repair this thing, not to mention the Western Border, even the Tianxuan World.

Having seen the process of casting the dao sword, Han Muye knew that even in the fairy world, it took a large family to accumulate countless years before it could be successfully forged.

Putting Dao Sword directly into the storage ring, Han Muye turned to look at Sirius.

"Presumably, senior is the number one sword pill under Sword Master back then, Senior Sirius?"

Sirius turned to look at him, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"I will stay in Xijiang for a period of one year."

"If you can take over my three swords with your kendo cultivation in one year, Xijiang will be handed over to you."

Sirius paused, and then said: "If you can't catch it, I will kill you."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Dayan beside Han Muye, and his figure turned into a streamer.

Watching him fly away, Daoist Dayan shook his head and snorted, "Don't worry, this guy is just talking."

"He can't save face."

Speaking of this, Daoist Dayan shook his head regretfully and said, "It's still your practice of Confucianism and Taoism. This is what Sword Master Yuan Tian hates the most. Otherwise, Sirius might just stay and give you advice."

Han Muye laughed softly, turned his head, and looked at Deng Chungang who was beside him.

It doesn't matter to Han Muye whether to give pointers or not.

He has obtained most of Yuan Tianjian's inheritance.

As for Sirius, maybe he can gain some experience, but for Han Muye, who has a full level of comprehension, it is dispensable.

It's not as good as Daoist Dayan to have such an uncle by his side.

Deng Chungang raised his hand, and three earthy yellow sword pills emerged from his palm.

Han Muye didn't answer.

He raised his hand, and the eight treasures in his palm turned into ink pens.

"Mountains and rivers are far away, and the wind is like a knife!"

Between the sky and the earth, a saber slashed towards the top of Deng Chungang's head.

Deng Chungang was stunned for a moment, then rolled and crawled to escape from the range of the knife light.

"The moon in Yanshan is like a hook, and the hills and valleys are like a knife."

A crescent moon knife rubbed against the top of Deng Chungang's head, cutting off his bun.

"What do you mean, kid?" Deng Chungang shouted, and a snow-colored sword rose in his hand.

Han Muye didn't speak, but said another sentence with the pen in his hand.

"Hu'er rode his horse across the sky and north to the north, and cut down thousands of troops from the west with a single sword."

A beam of sword light hit Deng Chungang's neck.

The sword light is so quiet that it seems to freeze people.

"Well done!"

Deng Chungang shouted loudly, the sword in his hand met the sword light, and collided with Qingyou sword shadow.

Han Muye writes a poem with a pen, and the poem presents a sword.

One sword after another, chopped Deng Chungang thousands of feet away, and he was powerless to fight back.

He urged Jian Guang with the power of literary spirit and popularity, and was able to suppress Deng Chungang's power.

The swordsmanship is much stronger than Deng Chungang's swordsmanship, which naturally makes Deng Chungang lose his temper.

"Boom—"

With a sword slash, Deng Chungang couldn't dodge in time, and was slashed in the chest by Jian Guang.

The sword light turned into a long whip, locked Deng Chungang's figure, and fell to the ground.

"Boss Deng, how about my sword?"

A long sword touched Deng Chungang's neck.

Deng Chungang's face was flushed, and his neck was stuck and he didn't speak.

Han Muye chuckled, stretched out his hand to take the three sword pills, and said, "I fought for Li Sanjie this time."

Deng Chungang was taken aback for a moment, and murmured a few words.

Han Muye flicked his sleeves and strode towards Xijiang.

After walking a few steps, he turned his head and said, "By the way, Third Sister has gone to Zhongzhou and is still in Xuanyang Guard."

"When she comes back, you will be miserable."

The corner of Deng Chungang's mouth twitched a few times, and he stood up.

"Okay, boy, you are ruthless."

With a low growl, Deng Chungang turned around and limped towards Daxue Mountain.

"Xijiang, Nine Profound Sword Gate, I leave it to you."

In his voice, there was a trace of relief and a trace of reluctance.

Han Muye laughed, and his figure disappeared into the white snow field.

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Many people were quite surprised that Han Muye was still alive and returned from the Northern Territory.

However, most of the sect elites are still happy that he is alive.

Tracing back a hundred thousand miles, the minds of the elites in Xijiang have changed.

Competing among peers is about qi, not life and death.

Han Muye returns with good news.

The sect cultivator who was about to carry the bucket and run away after being beheaded by the overhaul outside the boundary can safely retreat back to his nest.

As for who killed this out-of-bounds overhaul, Han Muye didn't say clearly.

It's hard for everyone to ask in detail, it is very likely that it is the backhand left by Yuan Tianjianzun back then.

But no one paid attention to these things at this time.

The Nine Schools of Xijiang were re-arranged, and Jiuxuan Jianmen became the veritable leader of Xijiang.

Tuobacheng of the Nine Profound Sword Sect has stepped into the heaven realm, and his combat power can be called extremely strong.

There is also that Deng Chungang who sits in the Northern Territory, known as the Sword King of Daxue Mountain, with monstrous combat power, able to defeat six great monsters with one.

Although this person is practicing in the Northern Territory, he might return to the Western Territory for sure.

This is also the embodiment of the combat power of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

This time, the Black Armored Monster Clan in the East China Sea also suffered heavy losses.

Tracing all the way to the source, leaving behind the corpse of a digital celestial realm overhaul.

These corpses will become the wealth of Xijiang in the future.

And with Jiaolong Qingtong's return to the East China Sea, the Black-armored Monster Clan was attacked again, temporarily unable to come to the West Frontier.

The overall situation in Western Xinjiang is in his own hands.

After returning from the Great Snow Mountain, the territories of each sect were redefined and resources were redistributed.

The Nine Profound Sword Sect did not occupy much, but on the original basis, 10% belonged to the Lingdao Sect.

Even if Daoist Wanhua falls, the Lingdao Sect is still a big sect.

Among the nine factions, its strength is still in the upper middle position.

According to what Li Mubai and Tuoba Cheng said, in the next hundred years, the Lingdao Sect can support the entire Western Xinjiang.

The treasures and resources of Lingdao Sect, slowly spit out, can nourish the practitioners in Western Xinjiang for hundreds of years.

This is also the reason why Nine Profound Sword Sect did not lead other sects to besiege Ling Dao Sect.

Mingshan Sword Sect became one of the nine sects in Western Xinjiang.

But the Mingshan Sword Sect's strength is really mediocre, and only took the remaining territory and resources of the Taixuan Sword Sect that had been exterminated.

To Yang Mingxuan, it doesn't matter how many resources he can get.

As long as Yang Dingshan's last wish can be fulfilled, he is already satisfied.

He didn't even attend the subsequent appointment meetings.

Anyway, as a staunch ally of Jiuxuan Sword Sect, I believe that Jiuxuan Sword Sect will not treat Mingshan Sword Sect badly.

The Fengling Sword Sect and other sects that had a bad relationship with the Nine Profound Sword Sect before quietly came to make amends.

The Fengling Sword Sect patriarch advocated Cheng and visited Tuoba Cheng in person.

This Xijiang Tianjing talked secretly with Tuoba Cheng for a long time, and finally got Tuoba Cheng's forgiveness.

Although Zhang Cheng forced Jinze Broken Golden Pill back then, Tuoba Cheng had no intention of chasing after Fengling Sword Sect.

Whether it is Tuoba Cheng or Zhang Cheng, behind them is a big sect, it is impossible to ignore the life and death of sect disciples because of resentment.

The Nine Profound Sword Sect has become the number one sect in Western Xinjiang, and there will be plenty of opportunities to take advantage of the Fengling Sword Sect in the future.

The returned Han Muye did not go with Tuoba Cheng, but just took a flying boat and went down the Jialing River.

Although he doesn't seem to have any cultivation base and has lost his cultivation qualifications, none of the elites of the various sects dare to treat him slowly.

He is the greatest hero of Jiuxuan Jianmen who won the first place in the Nine Sects, and he is also the elder of Jiange.

From then on, this Immortal Han huddled in the Jiange, a sixty-year-old, and a half-step heavenly realm.

Moreover, it is said that the alchemy skill of this immortal Han is very extraordinary.

The ancestor of the Mu family came to the flying boat to talk with Mr. Han Muye several times, and they always invited him to participate in some alchemy event.

According to the ancestor of the Mu family, there will be a pill that can help Han Muye recover at that event.

Han Muye didn't refuse either, after all, he had agreed to this matter back then.

Along the way, practitioners from various sects came to visit Han Muye in an endless stream.

Some sent all kinds of treasures for Han Muye's health, and some sent one or two beautiful disciples, saying they were helping Xianxian Han clean up.

The treasure Han Muye took away, and Han Muye withdrew all those handsome male disciples.

There are also a few people with good sword skills who came to visit Han Muye and ask for advice at the same time.

Han Muye only collected a few spirit stones, and then explained some deficiencies in swordsmanship.

On the way back, the flying boat was floating, and it took nearly two months.

In the past two months, the forces of all parties in the entire western Xinjiang have been redefined.

By the Jialing River, when the Jiuxuan Sword Gate was returning, tens of thousands of practitioners stood by the river and bowed to see them off.

This is the respect that the No. 1 sect in Western Xinjiang deserves.

"Fortunately, the Jinze Sect Master of the Nine Profound Sword Sect has fallen, and Immortal Han has also lost his cultivation aptitude. Otherwise, in the next thousand years, I am afraid that the Nine Profound Sword Sect will be revered in the western border."

Watching the flying boat leave, someone whispered on the bank of the river.

"Hey, this battle between the nine factions is really exciting. In the next hundred years, there will be no such grand event in Western Xinjiang." Someone said softly with a trace of regret in his eyes.

In this battle between the nine factions, few people died, but the harvest was the greatest.

The elites of all sects are full of fighting spirit and high spirits.

This made those high-level sects laugh from ear to ear.

"It's a pity that Xianxian Han, if this genius who overwhelms his peers can grow again, who can compete with him in Xijiang?" Someone quietly said.

Han Yuxian's personality, bearing, insight, and talent can all overwhelm Xijiang.

It's just that he is too resolute, and he sacrifices his whole body to fight against the great cultivation outside the realm, which eventually damages his cultivation qualifications.

Along the Jialing River, many people had smiles on their faces.

"Everyone, do you still remember that rumor?"

Suddenly, someone said in a low voice: "It is said that Immortal Han Ban once got a hundred Huayunjin lotus seeds."

Huayun Golden Lotus Seed?

That one treasure that can improve one's cultivation qualification?

Along the Jialing River, the smiles of many sect elites froze on their faces.

It's crazy, I thought I could get rid of the oppression of this exile.

...

Across hundreds of thousands of miles, the flying boat of Nine Profound Sword Sect returned to the Nine Profound Sword Sect after ten days.

Below, one after another figure rushed up, and then silently followed behind the flying boat.

From entering the Jiuxuan Sword Sect to thousands of miles away from Jiuxuan Mountain, after the flying boat, there are already 100,000 monks traveling together!

Everyone is silent.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

On Jiuxuan Mountain, the bell resounded for thousands of miles!

Tuoba Cheng, who was wearing a white robe, held a set of clothes in both hands and stood on the bow of the spaceship.

Behind him, Han Muye and other elite disciples stood bowed.

"Welcome—"

"The soul of the Nine Profound Sword Gate Jinze Sovereign has returned—"

On Jiuxuan Mountain, a long cry came.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

The bell was short and mournful.

In the direction of Jiuxuan Mountain, there is a piece of white clothes, facing thousands of miles away.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

The bell rang nine times, and the suzerain fell.

The flying boat went straight into Jiuxuan Mountain, and all the disciples, the strong men of the sect who ruled them bowed and stood under the mountain gate.

Tuoba Cheng, who was holding the clothes and hats, walked to the front of the mountain gate step by step.

"The ancestors of the Nine Profound Sword Sect are above all others. Jinze, the 33rd generation suzerain, led the Nine Profound Sword Sect to overwhelm the western border and become the number one sect in the western border."

Tuoba Cheng raised his head to the sky and shouted, tears welled up in his eyes.

The number one sect in Western Xinjiang!

Nine Profound Sword Sect has finally become the number one sect in Western Xinjiang!

For this day, how many people from the Nine Profound Sword Sect gave their lives!

Everyone stood in front of the mountain gate and bowed towards the Nine Profound Sword Gate.

Those Jianmen elders all looked sad.

The suzerain Kanazawa devoted his whole life to the sect and eventually fell.

His efforts were not in vain, Nine Profound Sword Gate finally became number one in Western Xinjiang!

Tuoba Cheng turned around with his clothes on.

Zongmen Supreme Elder Zhang Zhihe stepped forward.

"Before the fall of the Jinze Sect Master, he confessed that Tuoba Cheng, the elder of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, is the thirty-fourth generation Sect Master of the sect."

"After three months, at the grand ceremony of the sect, Tuoba Changchang will take over as the suzerain."

Hearing his words, everyone bowed again.

It is only natural for Tuobacheng to step into the Heaven Realm and become the Sovereign.

Three months later, this time is enough time for Xijiang Dazong to digest their respective profits, and then send people to congratulate them.

Nine Profound Sword Sect is the number one sect in Western Xinjiang, and this succession ceremony must be a big one.

Tuoba Cheng didn't say anything, and when everyone got up, he held his clothes and headed towards the top of Jiuxuan Mountain in big strides.

The sect elites who participated in the Nine Sects Grand Competition also dispersed.

Han Muye and Lin Shen and Lu Gao returned to the Jiange, and Liu Hong approached cautiously.

Jiang Ming went down the mountain to deal with the business.

Han Muye didn't say much, and went directly to the third floor.

"It's said that Senior Brother Han has lost his qualifications, what do you think?" Seeing Han Muye's solemn expression, Liu Hong asked Lu Gao and Lin Shen in a low voice.

Lin Shen turned to look at him.

"No, what I mean is, didn't Senior Brother Han give us the elixir that can improve our aptitude, how about we return him now?" Liu Hong felt terrified when Lin Shen looked at him.

Lin Shen now has more and more jade bones fused, and his aura becomes more dignified.

"Senior Brother Han has a lot of golden lotus seeds." Lin Shen waved his hand, turned and walked out of the Jiange.

A lot of golden lotus seeds?

That rumor, is it true?

Liu Hong blinked his eyes a few times and let out a long breath.

Jiange would be so boring without Senior Brother Han...

Han Muye went up to the third floor and sat cross-legged in front of the long desk.

Taoist Dayan and Zhao Yunlong landed beside him.

Han Muye stood still and sat quietly for several hours until the sun set and the sunlight shone on the sword pavilion.

"You say, how should I rebuild?"

Han Muye's voice came faintly.

Taoist Dayan and Zhao Yunlong looked at each other and let out a sigh of relief.

"My lord, how are you going to choose?" Zhao Yunlong looked at Han Muye and asked softly.