Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

When Han Muye and Mu Wan left Medicine Valley, not only the elders and deacons of Yuntian Medicine Valley sent them off, but also the female cultivators of various sects were reluctant to part with tears in their eyes.

These female nuns have moist skin, and even their clothes and accessories are exquisite and elegant.

"Sister Muwan, Shuiyundan, don't forget, I paid a deposit of 10 million yuan."

"Senior Sister Mu, you and your brother-in-law have a good time. When we come back, let's study the medicinal herbs together."

"Sister, be careful not to get tanned when exploring the secret place."

The sword cultivators behind Zhao Yu have turned their heads.

This is a search for a secret place, what is it?

On the other hand, Han Muye bowed his hands to Elder Yaogu who was seeing him off with a smile, and nodded to Du Chengshan and the others who were standing in the distance.

Du Chengshan visited a few days ago and said that he would exchange 3,000 top-quality spirit stones for the secret recipe of Jianxin tea.

At this price, Han Muye was moved.

Mu Wan's eyes brightened when she heard it.

Unfortunately, this method cannot be sold.

Put the tea leaves in the Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda and shine with the light of 30 million swords, who will believe it when you say it?

Do you want to sell it together with the Jiuyuan Sword Tower?

It's not that I look down on Du Chengshan, and I can't afford another thousand of him.

When Han Muye turned his head, Du Chengshan's expression turned gloomy.

Watching Han Muye and the others leave, Du Chengshan turned his head and said indifferently, "Fellow Daoists, we were interrupted by this Han Muye, and we delayed a lot of time."

"This is also a chance for Yuntian Medicine Valley to turn around."

"Unfortunately, they didn't grasp it."

He sneered and shook his head: "Dignified Yuntian Medicine Valley, it is ridiculous to put the opportunity on an outsider like Han Muye."

Hearing his words, the other people from various sects looked at each other with dangerous halos in their eyes.

The purpose of their coming here is Yuntian Medicine Valley.

For more than a month, it was a chance for Yuntian Medicine Valley to deal with it.

Unfortunately, Yuntian Medicine Valley did not seize this opportunity.

Now that all parties in the Heavenly Domain are competing for resources and territory, they have almost lost their minds.

The medicine valley is still peaceful now, is this reasonable?

The various sects have already sent several batches of disciples to urge them.

Everyone lacks pills.

"In the past three days, I needed a holy place of Dan Dao." A white-bearded old man looked at the people in Yuntian Medicine Valley who turned and left, and said lightly: "The current Shangtianyu does not need it."

"Prosperity Pill, Chaos Artifact, hehe..." Another Qingpao Taoist laughed, flicked his sleeves, and turned around.

The experts gathered in this medicine valley are not monolithic.

Many of the sects behind them are now fighting to the death.

Now in the medicine valley, it is the greatest restraint to be able to not interfere with each other, and not to violate the river water when entering the water.

The biggest possibility is that once you start working on Yaogu, it will be life and death.

The crowd dispersed, Du Chengshan cast his eyes into the distance, and a dangerous cold light flashed in his eyes.

At this time, the flying boat that Han Muye and Mu Wan were on was thousands of miles away.

Zhao Yu and the other disciples of the Sword Pavilion were flying with swords. Han Muye and Mu Wan were also preparing to stop by and enjoy the scenery along the way. Of course, they would not be the same as them.

A disciple of the Jiange Pavilion who was walking in front of the sword turned his head to look at Feizhou and muttered, "Is this really a swordsman?"

The other disciples shook their heads.

A sword cultivator should be an ascetic practice, not to mention renunciation of love and nature, at least one should be pure-hearted and have few desires, and only focus on the sword, right?

Is there such a sword cultivator in the world who sits in a flying boat, accompanied by a Taoist companion, and who is unwilling to even Yu Jian?

"There are thousands of ways to practice in the world, don't lie." Zhao Yu looked solemn, looked at Yuntou ahead, and said in a low voice, "Be careful."

In the cloud head, there is a flash of spirituality, and someone must be watching.

This is not far from the flight, and before the land of medicine valley, someone can't wait?

Thinking of Shan Mingtao's confession, Zhao Yu and everyone behind him looked more and more ugly.

This mission may be extremely difficult.

In the cabin, Mu Wan sat quietly beside Han Muye.

A faint aura turned into a barrier around the two of them.

Han Muye sat cross-legged, the power of his soul was restrained, and his body blood flowed gently.

In fact, from him to Shangtianyu Medicine Valley, he would practice like this every day whenever he was free.

His cultivation has entered the body and the clone into one, survived the thunder tribulation, and turned into a void saint.

But after the calamity, he left the customs, activated the power of the grass whip, and then used the sword to break the barrier of heaven and earth, and then rushed to the medicine valley, it can be said that he did not stop.

His cultivation has not yet been stabilized.

The cultivation base cannot be stable, the flesh body and the kendo primordial spirit cannot be mellow and unified, and some things are difficult to do.

Although Han Muye came to Yaogu to rescue Mu Wan, he also wanted to leave the troubles and cultivate well to stabilize his cultivation.

He just broke through, and the realm and strength can't completely match.

What's more, the power of the divine beast clone is too strong, and it takes time to fully unite.

When the transfer of his qi and blood stopped, his spirit swayed slightly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Mu Wan staring at him with wide eyes.

"How is your practice brother?"

Han Muye smiled and nodded, then took out a wooden staff.

Catch the grass whip.

It is a pity that the power of the current grass whip has almost lost its power, and it has been unable to exert the power of the treasure.

But after all, it is a treasure, it is the branch of Tongtianmu, this wooden stick still has a rare aggregation property for the power of wood.

"Junior sister, this thing used to be a treasure. After warming it up, it may be able to recover."

Handing the straw whip to Mu Wan, Han Muye spoke in a low voice.

During these days, he gave Mu Wan a lot of protective treasures, some of which were obtained from the treasure house of the God Emperor.

As for the treasure that Han Muye gave, Mu Wan would not refuse, she reached out to take it, and carefully investigated it with her divine sense.

"It's strange, this wooden stick seems, as if I have seen it before..."

Mu Wan held the wooden stick, her eyes were blurred: "It seems that this is a part of my body."

Invisible to the naked eye, a faint blue aura circulated between her and the wooden staff in her hand.

The decay in the wooden staff is dissipating, and the imperceptible power is reviving.

"boom--"

In the distance, a roar came.

Han Muye moved and landed on the deck of the flying boat.

Ahead, Zhao Yu and other Jiange disciples were already standing with swords.

"Brother Han, don't worry, it's just an ordinary chaotic battle." Zhao Yu said loudly when he saw Han Muye leaving the flying boat.

Along the way, they have seen a lot of war and chaos.

There is no place in the Upper Heaven Domain that is peaceful now.

This kind of chaos may not stop for a thousand years.

This is still a big force to quickly gather and suppress, otherwise, it is normal to be in chaos for ten thousand years.

Han Muye nodded and turned his eyes to the direction where the aura shone.

Several figures were fighting over there.

When they sensed Han Muye's arrival from a distance, both parties retreated vigilantly.

The flying boat is nothing, but no one dares to be careless about the sword repair with the sword light shining.

When Jianguang and Feizhou crossed the sky, the two parties breathed a sigh of relief, and then each stimulated their spiritual energy, and the flames rushed into the sky.

At this moment, the flying boat suddenly stopped.

Standing on the deck, Han Muye turned around, looked at the dozen or so black-robed Daoists, and said, "Are you from the Ruyi Dao Sect?"

His words made both sides of the battle froze for a moment.

The white-haired Taoist holding a jade sword in front of the black-robed Taoist nodded and said vigilantly, "I don't know friends—"

"A Taoist from your Ruyi Sect named Zhu Wuxie is under my command." Han Muye said directly.

Zhu Wuxie, Ruyi Sect Supreme Elder!

Han Muye's words changed color on both sides of the battle.

Zhu Wuxie was at the pinnacle of semi-sage cultivation, so he entered the realm of saints and searched for opportunities to fight for the place of Taoism.

The Ruyi Gate collapsed in the last three days because of Zhu Wuxie's departure, and it was unable to hold its own territory.

"Young Master, you said, Zhu Wuxie is under your command?" The white-haired old Taoist looked at Han Muye excitedly with surprise on his face.

As the elder of Ruyi Sect, he naturally knew where the elders of his own family were going.

That's what surprised him.

The key was that Han Muye, an outsider, suddenly mentioned Zhu Wuxie, which was a strange thing.

Zhao Yu and the others who were flying in front of the flying boat also flew around at this time.

When they saw their robes, the faces of Ruyimen and the contending party changed.

"Jiange!"

"It turned out to be the person from the sword pavilion."

Zhao Yu looked at Han Muye and whispered, "Brother Han, do you want to take action?"

He didn't want to make troubles outside the festival, but since Han Muye had already come forward, he couldn't do anything about it.

Han Muye shook his head.

"Zhu Wuxie has already broken through to the realm of saints, and he will return after some time to stabilize his cultivation." Han Muye looked at the people from the Ruyi Sect and said.

These words made everyone ecstatic.

Not only did the elder of his own family not fall, he did not leave this world, but his cultivation broke through and he will return soon.

The people across from them were already pale.

"Zhao Zhiping from the Ruyi Sect has met the son." The white-haired Taoist bowed to Han Muye, "Thank you son for telling me, I don't know who the son is?"

Han Muye waved his hand, turned around and drove the flying boat to fly away, only to hear a voice: "I'm staying in Yaogu for the time being, and when Zhu Wuxie returns, let him see me."

Just go away like that?

Until the scattered clouds in the sky reunited, Ruyimen and everyone on the opposite side were blank.

What is chic?

that's.

Fighting to death below, people say a word lightly.

Still fighting?

Is this interesting?

When the elder Taishang returns, what kind of site is Ruyimen, and what resources can't be grabbed?

Today's Upper Heaven Domain, the saint is already a top powerhouse.

"Cough, everyone, it's all a misunderstanding, misunderstanding..." The leading Taoist in gray robe on the opposite side coughed lightly, cupped his hands towards Zhao Zhiping, and then led his sect to retreat.

The people of Ruyimen are no longer concerned about it.

The shocking news that Han Muye brought had already made them stop worrying about other things.

"Go, go back to the sect, and tell the sect master the good news, haha—"

Zhao Zhiping smiled and led the crowd to his sect.

Above the flying boat, Han Muye pondered for a moment, then raised his hand, a flash of light flashed.

Dayan Daoist rolled to the ground.

"Hey, master, you can't treat me like this. I didn't see anything, and you locked me up..."

Dayan Daoist complained and turned to look at Mu Wan.

"Madam, how was the idea I gave you last time? Those sect guys can make a lot of money, right?" Daoist Dayan was full of pride.

Han Muye shut him off because he gave Mu Wan an idea to let Mu Wan hang out with those female cultivators of the sect and earn spirit stones, but he was ignored.

Mu Wan chuckled lightly.

Daoist Dayan laughed and looked at Han Muye, who was expressionless, and immediately suppressed his smile.

"Da Yan Daoist, you go back to Tianxuan."

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and looked forward: "Tell Yun Duan to let those people from Xianyuan World come back and settle this place."

Hearing his words, Dayan Daoist grinned and said, "I understand, this world is your food, how can it be so messed up?"

Speaking of this, he danced his arms: "It's still refreshing to follow you, this world is in hand, the feeling of power is in hand, and it's fun."

Han Muye glanced at him and said lightly, "Isn't Yuan Tianjian so happy?"

Hearing Han Muye's words, Dayan Daoist was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't tell me, his sword sect now specializes in rebelliousness. If you are in charge of Xianyuan World, wouldn't you want to confront him?"

"Interesting, interesting."

Han Muye didn't bother to pay attention to him, he raised his hand and waved, Daoist Dayan turned into a breeze and left immediately.

Dayan Daoist has the Treasure of Flying Escape in his hand, and it doesn't take long to reach Tianxuan.

When he arrives at Tianxuan, and then brings those practitioners from Xianyuan World, it is estimated that he will also return to explore the secret place here.

That is the time to start to gather Xianyuan World.

On this journey, there was chaos everywhere, and he looked really uncomfortable.

Wen Mosheng handed over the world to him, can't it look like this?

Feizhou moved forward, and Han Muye, when he saw that there was a war, always stopped him.

If you don't listen, Zhao Yu and the others use their swords to suppress them.

Along the way, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion really became Han Muye's royal thugs.

This made everyone very depressed.

If you keep busy all the way, when will you be able to get to the secret place?

Ten days after Han Muye and Mu Wan left the Medicine Valley, the original calm in the Medicine Valley was shattered by a trivial incident.

A deacon in Yaogu said that he leaked that the tea sold by Han Muye was sent by their Yaogu, and the value was only three spirit stones per pound.

Immediately, those sects who bought one or two of thousands of spirit stones rushed to the main hall and asked Li Qingshi to give an explanation.

"Master Li Gu, either you return the spiritual stone you have collected, or you can send another hundred catties of tea to this elder." An old man with a radiant aura on his body stood in the hall and shouted loudly.

"Yes, we rescued Medicine Valley. I didn't expect you to earn this ignorant soul stone. Today, you must give us an explanation."

In the hall, the crowd was excited.

Du Chengshan sneered, looking at the chaos in front of him.

Is the spirit stone of Wuyang Pavilion so profitable?

This time, the Yuntian Medicine Valley was divided up, and the previous losses were made up a hundredfold.

In addition, the means that he arranged should also be activated.

If he could kill Han Muye, he might make a lot of money.

Turning to look at the hall, he frowned slightly.

It's a pity that Jiange, Wuji Daomen, and Yuling Daozong did not come for three days.

It is estimated that these people also have their own calculations and maintain their own sects, so it is inconvenient to get the reputation of persecuting Yuntian Medicine Valley.

"Hmph, we'll do it later, aren't you guys coming?" Leng hum whispered, Du Chengshan raised his head and winked at a Yaogu elder beside Li Qingshi.

The elder nodded and stood up.

"Everyone, we don't know about Li Qingshi's collusion with Han Muye. This matter was done by Li Qingshi alone."

The elder's words made the hall suddenly quiet.

Li Qingshi trembled, turned his head and widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Elder Su, you, you..."

The elder Su shook his head and looked around: "Everyone, I propose that when Li Qing is taken down, let him fully explain why he placed my Yuntian Medicine Valley in this unjust place."

In the hall, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

Figures one after another pressed towards Li Qingshi.

A trace of sadness flashed across Li Qingshi's face, and he said softly, "So that's how it is..."

He looked at his classmates who were either angry, nervous, or silent.

"You, have been bought?"

"They gave you enough benefits to split the medicine valley, right?"

No one answered him.

No one can answer this directly.

Just indifference and silence are already the answer.

The smiles on the faces of people from various sects are also answers.

It's time to share the fat like Yuntian Medicine Valley.

With a wry smile, Li Qingshi's face was full of loneliness, and he whispered: "After all, I am a fool."

In his hand, he held a jade box with a faint blue light.

This was left to him by Han Muye.

In a critical moment, it may be possible to take it out.

Looking up, he gritted his teeth and looked at the figures running towards him.

"If I can turn the tide today, my Yuntian Medicine Valley's hundreds of thousands of years of foundation can be preserved, right?"

His fingers pressed against the golden buckle of the jade box.

"Crack."

The sound of the cracking of the town came clearly.

"Turn the tide?"

Seeing that the seal in Li Qingshi's hand was shattered, the Qingpao Taoist who rushed in front of him sneered and slapped it with a palm.

"The general trend has been completed, let's see what you can do today to break this crisis!"

World affairs are never the power of one person, a treasure can change the general trend.

The division of Yuntian Medicine Valley among the various sects is a compromise of various forces, and many of them are still large sects in the upper heaven.

Today, in this medicine valley, each family has already set their own share.

The meat is all eaten in the mouth, swallowed in the stomach, can it be spit out?

Lingguang turned into a roaring giant wolf and rushed towards Li Qingshi.

This blow was clearly meant to take his life.

Li Qingshi looked miserable, and the jade box in his palm shattered.

"Bam—"

The azure light shone, the sword light soared into the sky, smashed through the dome, proudly in the sky!

The endless sword light turned into a long dragon, smashed the roaring giant wolf, and then slammed into the Qingpao Taoist who rushed forward, smashing his body into powder!

one strike!

The long sword of sword light hovered in the sky, and the long swords on it were condensed into scales, scattered with cold light.

"sword--"

"Jiange!"

The seven-story sword pavilion stands in the air.

The shining sword light made everyone in the hall feel chills and had to retreat.

But what makes people chill is not the sword light, but the identity represented by the seven-layer sword pavilion!

In the last three days of sword pavilions, how many seven-story sword pavilions are there in total?