Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Cao Xiaowu and Cao Xiaoliu looked at each other with worries on their faces.

"Let's go, the general said, go back to the camp and put on the suit armor." Gongsun Yangjin said in a low voice, and then led everyone back to the thatched cottage.

Surrounded by several people, he shook off the storage bag in his hand.

Five two-foot-long iron boxes fell, each with a name on it.

what is this?

Several people glanced at it, raised their hands and picked up the iron box with their names engraved on it.

"This--"

"hiss--"

Cao Xiaowu let out a low cry.

His iron box was heavy, and when he opened it, there was a black battle armor, a folding spear, a longbow, ten long arrows, a short crossbow, and six black crossbow bolts.

There is also a long sword, a short knife, a waist card, and five small jade bottles, all of which have labels.

Healing elixir, elixir for temporary burst of combat power, elixir for replenishing qi and blood...

"I, I said I'm good at spears..." Looking at the folded spear, he whispered softly.

On the opposite side, Cao Xiaoliu, who is good at battle axes, has a gold-gray long-handled battle ax in the iron box.

In the iron box that Gongsun Yang entered, there were a few more jade plates.

"Array plate, communication, positioning, defense, each of these jade plates is probably not cheap." Gongsun Yangjin put away the jade plate, took out the black armor stacked in the middle, and poured it with immortal energy.

"boom--"

A compelling force emerged from the battle armor, making his eyes widen.

"This, this is, the middle-grade spirit treasure!"

Not only the battle armor, war gun, long sword, bow and crossbow, even the short knife that is only a foot long, are all low-grade spiritual treasures.

Although these weapons are not infused with spirituality, each one is an incomparably precious Lingbao-level treasure.

If it is warmed carefully, each piece may be transformed.

Each of these treasures is a treasure that is scrambled for by all parties on the first floor of Wanhua City.

When the five people put on their armor and held their weapons in their hands, they looked at each other and laughed excitedly.

"Haha, wearing this outfit, I'd be worth it even if I die immediately!" Cao Xiaoliu shouted.

Not far away, loud laughter came from other barracks.

Not to mention this body, even one piece can buy the lives of all of them.

On the first floor of Wanhua City, the lives of immortal cultivators are the least valuable.

"Hurry up to refine, I can't wait." Gongsun Yangjin gave a low shout, and then his body was full of immortal light.

Several other people glanced at each other, and quickly poured their immortal energy into the weapons in their hands.

With these armors, their combat power has been increased by at least a hundred times!

A day later, the melodious horn sounded.

Immortal cultivators in black armor strode out of the barracks, lowered their heads, clenched their fists and walked to the large school grounds.

Everyone has immortal light and fighting spirit surging, and everyone's eyes are bright.

"Ahem, that, you guys put away all the armor and weapons first."

"Going out like this, is it to complete the task, or to attract others to snatch it?" Zhao Chen stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, and said helplessly.

In one sentence, the entire university field burst into laughter.

Everyone hurriedly put the refined armor into the iron box on their backs.

It's just that even if they took away the armored weapons, their demeanor is completely different from before.

A little more battle momentum.

"It's okay," Yun Satin, who was wearing a blue Taoist robe and tied up her long hair, nodded and said, "Although it is far from Xuanyangwei, after all, it still has some foundation."

Huang Zhihu's eyes showed a bright halo, and he said: "Let's go, have more opportunities to train, kill a few more games, and it will be done."

"It's time for task gathering."

After speaking, she took the lead in striding out of Fenglin village.

Immortal cultivators with iron boxes on their backs lined up to follow.

Three hundred miles forward, in a mountain depression, thousands of immortal cultivators gathered in a mess.

There are immortals, demons, demons, and gods here.

Among them, the ones with the strongest cultivation base are probably the seven or eight peak immortals who stand in front of them.

"People from Fenglin village are here." A thirty-year-old one-eyed man in a silver-white gown grinned, "I heard that Fenglin village Baishi was defeated, and a woman was replaced as the village owner."

This made everyone around laugh out loud.

On the big bluestone, everyone looked at Yun Duan and Huang Zhihu who led the team and stood alone.

"Hey, the new owner of Fenglin Village, come here and let us have a look." A big bald man standing on the bluestone laughed and pointed to Baishi who was following behind Jinhuo: "Master Baishi, I heard that you Beaten by a bitch?"

"Canglang—"

The answer to the big man was a sword cry.

The sword light of Qianzhang traversed across, and a sword slashed on the bluestone.

The coldness emanating from the fairy sword directly froze the bluestone.

"boom--"

The ten-foot bluestone exploded into pieces.

Those celestial masters of the Void Refining Realm standing on the bluestone had no chance of resisting under this sword, and they directly turned into nothingness.

One sword, beheaded the eight immortals to refine the void!

The sword light dissipated, Huang Zhihu slowly withdrew his sword.

In the entire mountain depression, there was a loss.

The owner of the village, the big leader, fell so directly?

Immortal cultivators from more than a dozen cottages gathered here. With this sword, each cottage has become an empty village without a village owner?

"Whoever speaks disrespectful to my Fenglin village master," Huang Zhihu held the long sword, looked around, his voice was cold, "kill without mercy."

"Kill without mercy!"

Behind her, more than three hundred immortal cultivators from Fenglin village shouted loudly, and their voices went straight to the sky.

This kind of imposing manner caused the immortal cultivators from various nearby villages to retreat quickly.

If you don't retreat, I'm afraid you will be accidentally injured.

All of a sudden, the retreating immortal cultivators collided with each other, and chaos continued.

"Om—"

In the void, there was a sound of tremors.

A flying boat of a hundred feet flew down, hanging above a hundred feet.

"What a mess." A young Taoist in a sapphire-colored robe stepped forward, frowned and shouted.

As his voice fell, the chaos around slowly subsided.

"It's from the Guyang Gang, they are one of the three major gangs on the first floor."

"This time the mission was issued by the Guyang Gang, to gather people from the surrounding villages to look at Tianyuan."

"Should we report to the Guyang Gang that our village master was killed by people from Fenglin Village?"

"It's useless, people don't care."

The young man from the Guyang gang glanced over and landed on Huang Zhihu, raised his brows and said, "You did it just now?"

"Sword skills are good, give you half an hour to restrain everyone here."

After speaking, he moved, turned and returned to the deck.

"Junior Brother Qi, that sword is very beautiful, you can see the sword light flickering from hundreds of miles away." On the deck, a big man in light black leather armor grinned and said, "Why, did you intend to subdue it? "

"I didn't see clearly what this sword is like just now, probably I borrowed the power of the sword." The young man called Junior Brother Qi nodded, and his eyes fell on the chaotic mountain below.

"If she really has the ability to subdue these people, I don't mind taking it for her own use."

His direct words made everyone on the deck laugh out loud.

But everyone didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said.

It is also an opportunity for these casual cultivators to be favored by the elite disciples of the Guyang Gang.

There was chaos below, and those cultivators also heard the words of the disciples of the Guyang Gang on the skyship. For them, Huang Zhihu had beheaded the enemy of their gang leader.

"Hmph, I won't go with them even if I die." Someone shouted.

"Yes, revenge for the leader."

"Let's go together, there are few people in Fenglin village."

Someone quietly encouraged.

It's just that no one really dared to come forward.

Huang Zhihu frowned, shook his head and said: "Our cultivation is not very good, our combat power is not good, and we are not loyal. If we are recruited, our combat power may not increase but decrease instead."

Zhao Chen also said: "Yes, it's better to ignore these people, just let us go."

The people in Fenglin Village have been training for more than ten days, and they have first seen the effect of the battle formation.

The more than 300 immortal cultivators in Fenglin village also have allotted armor, each of whom is much stronger than the same level.

For them, bringing in outsiders is actually a drag.

"Actually, the method of Tianxuan Sword Cultivator's expansion back then can also be used." Yun Duan laughed lowly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Zhihu, you want to quickly gain a foothold here for the first time, and it's too slow to slowly gather the cottages everywhere."

"The Guyang Gang is a good choice."

Guyang Gang?

Huang Zhihu raised his head and looked at the flying boat in the sky.

That's a good idea.

Use the Guyang gang as a springboard, and then gain a firm foothold on the first floor.

There are no masters on the first floor, but there are many people.

Each of the three major gangs has millions of cultivators.

It is too slow to gain such a large force by gathering and annexing various cottages.

"Okay." Huang Zhihu nodded, put his hand on the hilt of his waist, and stepped forward.

"Everyone in Fenglin Village obeys orders."

As her voice fell, those immortal cultivators in Fenglin Village who were carrying iron boxes burst into battle, shouting: "Here!"

With this loud shout, the eyes of those cultivators from the Guyang Gang on the flying boat above their heads lit up.

"Fenglin Village, the momentum is good."

"It's not just the aura, but the fighting spirit is also extraordinary in our Guyang Gang."

An old man with gray hair spoke in a low voice.

Hearing his words, Junior Brother Qi raised his brows, and the eyes of the young people beside him all sparkled.

A female cultivator who is not weak in swordsmanship is rare.

If you have such an attendant, you will save face wherever you go.

In addition, there is a team of followers with good cultivation base and combat power.

The elites of the Guyang Gang who were not planning to compete with these people were a little moved.

"This mission is for the purpose of helping the elites of the middle lineage to be selected, and subduing some masters can be regarded as one of the missions." A chuckle came from the cabin.

As soon as these words came out, everyone on the deck became more fighting.

Junior Brother Qi's complexion darkened a bit.

The person who spoke was the elder of the gang who presided over the task.

"Let's see how she rectifies those scattered immortal cultivators." Junior Brother Qi said lightly, his gaze fell below.

Everyone on the flying boat watched with curiosity on their faces.

Those scattered immortal cultivators are not easy to control.

"All the disciples of Fenglin village each recruit four fellows to serve as their own commanders."

"The head of the corps gathers the whole team, and expands it into a team of one hundred every day. The head of the army serves as the captain. After half an hour, the captain comes to collect weapons and war equipment."

Huang Zhihu's voice resounded throughout the valley.

Fenglin village recruits four people each?

Why?

These ordinary immortal cultivators in Fenglin village are not very good in cultivation and combat power, so why can they be corporal leaders?

What other school lieutenant thinks of himself as an ordinary official?

Around, those immortal cultivators waited and watched, and many people had sneers on their faces.

"No!" Baishi shouted loudly.

"promise!"

All the immortal cultivators in Fenglin village shouted.

"Brother Big Yang, you will be promoted soon." Cao Xiaowu looked at Gongsun Yangjin in front of him with a smile on his face.

Others also laughed.

Everyone is a corporal.

"Half an hour, you have to move quickly, you can't embarrass Commander Zhihu and General Baishi." Gongsun Yangjin let out a low voice, and looked around.

"We recruit sword masters, and all of them are sword masters. The basic practice method taught to us is also the way of swordsmanship. We recruit sword masters, so we can make arrangements."

Gongsun Yangjin's words made everyone nod.

"This team is recruiting eighteen immortal cultivators who have cultivated to the realm of Tianzun." Not far away, several people from Fenglin Village were already shouting.

"I want nine places, at least in the holy state." Some people also raised their hands and looked around.

It's a pity that apart from laughing and sneering, only a few of the fake immortal cultivators who watched were moved.

This made the immortal cultivators in Fenglin village a little bit embarrassed.

However, they had expected such a scene.

"Om—"

With a soft sound, Cao Xiaoliu had already held the long-handled battle ax in his palm.

A faint fairy light shrouded him.

Even if he didn't put on the battle armor, the refined battle armor could still provide him with protection.

Lingbao, after refining, not only has its own strength, but can also bless its cultivation and combat power.

For example, at this time, Cao Xiaoliu, with the help of a few spiritual treasures, directly raised his cultivation to the peak of human immortality, and his combat power was even more difficult to find an opponent at the same level.

It's just that this consumes a lot and cannot last.

enough.

With a loud shout, he flew up and rushed towards the crowd of immortal cultivators who were watching.

A silver flame rose from the long-handled battle axe, turning into a silver violent bear, roaring out.

Lingbao!

The violent bear charged, and the immortal cultivator with a low cultivation base turned pale and fled.

Only those who are in the Saint Realm or Heavenly Venerable Realm dare to resist with Taoism and weapons in their hands.

There is a large array of protection in Wanhua City, and although the magic power is weak, it can still be stimulated.

Outside of the big formation, most of the power of Taoism will be suppressed, and only the power of one's own blood and armor is fundamental.

"boom--"

With a blow of the battle axe, it swept away.

On the flying boat overhead, the eyes of those immortal cultivators from the Guyang Gang lit up.

"Although with the help of Lingbao's power, this fighting instinct is not bad."

Someone whispered softly, and there was a hint of solicitation in their eyes.

"boom--"

Below, the second roar sounded.

Then, one after another, the immortal cultivators from Fenglin village rushed out.

The best way to recruit experts is to pick them yourself!

"Boom—"

The violent bear smashed a strong man to the ground with one punch, and Cao Xiaoliu's tomahawk slashed down, pausing in his horrified and desperate eyes.

The blade of the tomahawk was only half a foot from his face.

"Are you convinced?" Cao Xiaoliu shouted.

"Submit it, take it..." The big man was covered in cold sweat, trembling and whispering quickly.

"Follow me to defeat the enemy." Cao Xiaoliu shouted, swung his battle ax and rushed forward.

The big man got up from the ground, took a breath, and hurriedly followed.

It was a mess below, but the members of the Guyang Gang standing on the deck were dumbfounded.

Even those elite disciples were full of surprise.

Lingbao.

All Lingbao!

The immortal cultivators in Fenglin village each have a spirit treasure!

how can that be?

Even elite disciples like them, not everyone can have a spirit treasure in their hands!

In the entire Guyang gang, there are a thousand people who can have Lingbao in their hands?

The Guyang Gang has millions of gang members, and on average, only one of the thousands of gang members has a spirit treasure.

Is Fenglin Village richer than the Guyang Gang?

"I see." On the deck, a white-haired old man stared down with greed in his eyes, "They must have discovered some secret place!"

secret place.

Probably.

In Tianyuan, there are countless inheritances and secret treasures.

Countless stories of sudden wealth are circulated in Wanhua City.

Those who are lucky may get a treasure house directly.

"Looking at it this way, these people from Fenglin Village are more worthy of subduing." On the deck, a young man in pale white armor turned his head to look at Junior Brother Qi: "Qi Yuanwu, I'm sorry, the people from Fenglin Village, I Xu Yang took it."

"Haha, I, Du Xinshen, are also interested."

"Hmph, even these hundreds of spirit treasures are worth selling. I, Song Ze, want them."

Everyone on the deck uttered their voices one after another, and their fighting spirit collided for a while, causing the weather to change.

This made the cultivators who were fighting below look up in horror.

Huang Zhihu and Yun Duan looked at each other.

As superiors, they are very clear about these little calculations.

"No hurry, let them fight." Yun Duan chuckled, looking at the disciples of Fenglin Village leading the team back.

Each recruits four immortal cultivators, this task is easy to complete.

In a short while, the team of immortal cultivators in Fenglin Village had more than 1,500 people.

The strong are revered in the practice world, especially on the first floor of Wanhua City.

His corporal leader has a spiritual treasure in his hand, and his combat power is tyrannical, so surrender is not so difficult to accept.

Even those cultivators who were not selected were particularly envious.

"You wait here, the captain is going to get the weapons." A middle-aged man in a black robe coughed lightly and strode forward.

Just now he was still a chief, but now he is a captain.

A group of cultivation bases gathered in front of Huang Zhihu, Huang Zhihu turned to look at Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen shook his head helplessly, raised his hand and threw out a bunch of swords.

The black sword is of excellent quality, but there is no warmth and spirituality in it.

These swords are the embryos of the Xuanyang Sword, and they are magical treasures.

"One piece per person is also a magic weapon of good quality."

Zhao Chen spoke with some pain in his flesh.

A sword of this level needs to be warmed for a long time, and now it is useless in his hands.

If he hadn't forgotten to deal with it in the Immortal Burial City, he wouldn't have brought it.

"magic weapon!"

"At least it is the magic weapon of Zhongpin."

Those school captains all shouted excitedly.

The things Zhao Chen despises are treasures in their eyes.

These swords are standard and very suitable for forming formations.

Even if it's not as good as a Lingbao, it's possible that it can't be upgraded to a magic weapon if it's warmed up for a long time.

After a while, the surroundings were cheering.

Who would have imagined that as soon as he surrendered, he would immediately receive a magic sword?

This made those immortal cultivators who chose to escape instead of investing in Fenglin village regret endlessly.

Fenglin Village is definitely not the former Fenglin Village.

Just relying on this handwriting, no copycat can come up with it.

"Okay, you form an formation and follow the flying boat."

In the void, a voice came from the flying boat of the Guyang Gang.

The flying boat vibrated and began to move forward.

Behind the flying boat, streaks of golden light fell.

Huang Zhihu waved his hand, leading all the people in Fenglin village to line up to be protected by the golden light, and escape quickly.

This faint golden light can resist the power of death, but according to Huang Zhihu's perception, it can only resist a little bit.

Therefore, the immortal cultivators on the first and second floors would not leave Wanhua City very far.

Just around Wanhua City, because of the power of the large formation, the surrounding deadly power will be slightly weaker.

In the mountain depression below, those cultivators watched enviously as the flying boat drove the people from Fenglin village away.

"The sky on the first floor of our Wanhua City is about to change..."

Someone looked up and whispered softly.

"Om—"

The flying boat rushed out of the formation.

Huang Zhihu and the others who were following the flying boat dimmed their golden light, and everyone felt trembling.

The power of death and silence eroded towards the body.

It wasn't until the flying boat dragged them away for hundreds of miles that everyone got used to it.

"Om—"

There was a rumbling sound from the flying boat.

"Prepare to hunt monsters!"

With loud shouts, a member of the Guyang Gang flew out of the flying boat.

From behind, Huang Zhihu turned his head to look at Yun Duan: "Now is a good opportunity for military training, we are on one side."

Yun Duan nodded and led a group of people from Fenglin Village to the left side of the flying boat, while Huang Zhihu led the rest to the right side.

Not far away, several monsters of different shapes roared towards them.

Huang Zhihu drew his sword in his hand and let out a low voice: "Array and gather strength!"

The battle formation that was practiced before is useless, and the method of gathering combat power in formation is the simplest.

In any case, seven or eight hundred immortal cultivators stand together and attack together, the momentum is not bad.

"boom--"

Mobilizing the power of the battle formation, Huang Zhihu slashed out with a sword, and the sword light was shining brightly, illuminating the surrounding void.

Experts know the depth of the shot.

Seeing this sword, the eyes of all the elites of the Guyang Gang sparkled.

On the top of the flying boat, an old man in a green robe with a simple face narrowed his eyes.

"Excellent swordsmanship, this level of combat power cultivation base, on the first floor, I am afraid it is a big conspiracy..."

"boom--"

With one strike, the three alien beasts in front were chopped into pieces.

Several immortal cultivators new to Fenglin Village wanted to collect the scattered spiritual materials, but were stopped by the Wuchang around them.

"kill."

Huang Zhihu stepped out with his sword, without stopping for a moment, with one sword after another, he cut off the strange beasts in the surrounding void.

On the other side, Yun Duan's own combat strength was much inferior to Huang Zhihu's, but the long sword in his hand was of high quality, and with the power of the fairy sword, he could easily kill strange beasts.

Those Guyang gang members who scattered out of the flying boat didn't need to make a move at all.

After a while, all the strange beasts were beheaded, and Huang Zhihu just waved: "Gather the spiritual materials and return to the team within a hundred breaths."

Immediately, everyone rushed to grab the spiritual materials in a panic.

Until now, these immortal cultivators looked like the remnants of the army that had just gathered.

The aura that gathered before also dissipated.

This made many people on the deck of the flying boat feel sorry, but they also breathed a sigh of relief.

If it is true that gathering some remnants casually can gather momentum, then what's the matter?

The flying boat traveled all the way, traveled thousands of miles, and slowly reached the dark place.

Here, the power of death is already strong, and the power of Wanhua City's large formation is difficult to protect.

The speed of the flying boat also dropped.

Their destination is approaching.

"Om—"

In the void, the sound of roaring came.

Huang Zhihu raised his head and saw flying boats of hundreds of feet flying across the sky, skimming across the sky, and drawing long traces in the dark abyss.

"Father..."

Although she didn't see it, she sensed that her adoptive father was in that fleet.

"Don't look at it, it's a three-story large fleet."

"Such fleet missions must come from the big forces in Wanhua City."

A voice sounded behind Huang Zhihu.

Huang Zhihu turned his head and saw a young man wearing a blue battle armor with a smile on his face: "I'm helping Chen Jinyu in Xiaguyang, don't you know the girl's name?"

"Get lost." Huang Zhihu pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword.

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