Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The patriarch's succession ceremony was imminent, time was running out, Han Muye didn't hold back, he punched out, and a golden golden crow phantom appeared.

The pale golden Golden Crow turned into a fist and flew through the air, causing the wind to howl like a sky crashing.

Sky breaking fist.

The shadow of the fist rotated, locking all the escape spaces of the Garuda.

The golden-winged bird with wings spread ten feet wide spread its wings in fear, and let out a roar.

"Chirp—"

The sound seemed to penetrate the void, turning into a sharp sword and slashing towards Han Muye.

Soul attack.

It's just that Han Muye's Heaven Breaking Fist was obviously able to resist the attack of the soul, and the fist print burst out with golden light.

"Snapped--"

Garuda's body was thrown thirty feet away and hit the cliff, smashing into pieces of rocks.

Han Muye laughed, and flew straight, and landed on the mountain wall where the Garuda had landed before.

There was a stone crevice several feet wide on the mountain wall, in the crevice, three golden-gray half-sized Garuda croaked in panic.

Below, the Garuda, which was knocked down by Han Muye's punch, let out a mournful cry, spread its wings with difficulty, and rushed to the crevice of the stone.

Han Muye didn't make a move, but raised his hand and threw a few blue pills.

"This elixir can allow them to quickly gather the power of blood."

"In exchange for your golden-winged snow grass."

Garuda looked nervously at Han Muye, hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and pecked those pills in front of him.

Then it flapped its wings and fanned a pile of snow-white withered grass in front of Han Muye.

Han Muye picked up the grass, nodded and said, "I practice in the Han Mountain, and there is a trace of the power of the roc in your blood. If you want to stimulate it, you can come to Han Mountain."

After speaking, he jumped off the stone wall and strode away.

Heihu growled a few times under the cliff, and followed Deyi to leave.

On the cliff, the golden-winged bird chirped softly, as if responding.

"You go to Hanshan together, I'll go first." Han Muye looked back at Han Jin, raised his hand, and drew Heiyuan sword out of its sheath.

The long sword mobilized the power of heaven and earth, pierced the sky with a roar, and walked away with the sword.

"Young patriarch's methods are really powerful..." Han Jin's eyes showed envy and admiration.

Heihu whimpered a few times, as if agreeing with Han Jin's words.

"boom--"

The sound of roaring and exploding in the void spread through, causing all the guests on Hanshan to look up.

The sword light flashed over, driving a stream of golden light.

It seems to cut the world directly.

"What method is that?"

"who--"

All kinds of voices rose in chaos.

Above Han Shan, Han Chaohu who had changed his clothes shouted loudly.

"Welcome the young patriarch back!"

Above Hanshan, every member of the Jinwu tribe stood upright, clasped their fists and shouted: "Welcome the young patriarch back!"

Even if the Hanshan Jinwu tribe only has more than four hundred members, the momentum displayed at this time is mighty and mighty.

All the guests looked sideways.

Many people's eyes flashed brightly.

After all, it is the Golden Crow Clan, the bloodline inheritance of the Great Wilderness Clan, even if it has fallen to this point, it still has the momentum.

Lu Changlin trembled all over, and turned his gaze to Han Muye who descended from the sky.

The old man of the Black Panther tribe opposite him frowned, his aura kept restraining.

The people of the Qinglu clan looked at each other and shrank their heads back.

On the Han Mountain, Mu Ji narrowed his eyes, with a golden light flashing in his eyes, and cast them towards Han Muye.

Sensing Mu Ji's prying eyes, Han Muye's body was surrounded by a golden light.

A three-foot-tall golden crow phantom emerged, with golden streamers all over its body.

"Golden Crow bloodline!"

Mu Ji stood up excitedly, and the power of the seven primordial spirits floated on his body.

On Han Muye's body, the phantom of the Golden Crow shook and shrouded in layers of halos.

Cyan ash.

red.

orange.

yellow.

green.

green.

blue.

Covered in a faint purple, the golden crow spread its wings, revealing the arrogance of looking down on the world.

This is the nobility flowing in the blood of the Golden Crow, and the arrogance that surpasses all blood in the Great Wilderness.

"The Realm of the Eightfold Primordial Spirit!"

"Golden Crow's bloodline is awakened!"

Mu Ji trembled all over, staring closely at Han Muye who was striding up the mountain.

A member of the Hanshan tribe of the Jinwu tribe bowed to Han Muye.

When he walked to the top of the mountain, everyone bowed and shouted: "Meet the patriarch—"

The sound resounded through the sky.

Where is this a declining group?

This is the aura that only the big families in the world have!

"boom--"

A phantom of a hundred-foot-high Golden Crow emerged above Han Shan.

The Golden Crow spread its wings and raised its voice to the sky, arousing the power of heaven and earth to surge, like a cyclone circulating in the sky.

"Heaven and earth avenue favors!"

"Blessings from the Great Sun Golden Crow!"

Countless exclamations came from all around the mountains.

All the guests stared wide-eyed, looking at this phantom of the Golden Crow.

From then on, this Golden Crow will remain on Han Mountain, representing the protection of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

In the future, members of the Jinwu Hanshan clan will practice many times faster than before, and they will have many more opportunities to realize their origin.

Also, there are many more opportunities to awaken the power of blood!

Who would have thought that the Jinwu Hanshan tribe, which has fallen to this point, would have such a rising trend?

It is impossible for a family of ten thousand people to have such a powerful and magnificent scene.

The corner of Mu Ji's mouth twitched, staring at the huge Golden Crow's shadow above his head with a solemn expression.

Muyang Mountain claims to be the number one Golden Crow within 300,000 miles, and it doesn't have the favor of such a big Sun Golden Crow.

Also, the new patriarch of the Hanshan tribe is already at the eighth level of Yuanling, and the Golden Crow bloodline has awakened, so his combat power may already be overwhelming.

This is a tyranny that can crush the ninth level of the Yuanling of foreign races and face the great cultivation of the true spirit.

Fortunately, Mu Changkong, the patriarch of his own family, is at the ninth level of Yuanling, and he can beat Han Shanbu by a head.

Looking at Han Muye, Mu Ji's expression changed.

It was the right trip for me today.

If Mu Yangshan can form an alliance with the Hanshan tribe, which has not yet really flourished, it will surely be prosperous in the future.

The new patriarch of the Hanshan tribe in front of him has not been practicing for a long time, and his future is limitless.

There are many guests who think like Mu Ji.

Most of these people had smiles on their faces.

But there are also many people with complex expressions, and many of them are frightened and panicked.

He was not close to the Hanshan tribe before, and even did something to bully the Hanshan tribe.

Now that the Hanshan tribe is rising, there is revenge for revenge, and revenge for revenge. Everyone's life is going to be difficult.

At this moment, the corners of Lu Changlin's eyes twitched, and the black robe on his body shook slightly.

The legs under the green robe couldn't stop shaking.

He was scared.

He also understood.

Why did my younger brother never come back?

It turned out that the patriarch of the Hanshan tribe had already reached such a high level of cultivation.

Looking up, he saw Han Muye slowly turn his head, his gaze fell on him.

A golden divine light emerged from Han Muye's eyes.

For a moment, he felt that all the blood in his body was frozen.

Even with the blazing sun above his head, he couldn't feel the slightest warmth.

"Patriarch Lu Changlin of the Black Leopard Clan in Lutang, should you give this patriarch an explanation?"

Han Muye's voice resounded, loud and clear, spreading throughout Hanshan.

Lu Changlin?

The patriarch of the Lutang Black Panther Clan?

Does this person have any problems with Han Shanbu?

All the guests were in an uproar, and all their eyes turned to Lu Changlin.

"The Black Panthers of Lutang have oppressed the Hanshan tribe for so many years. Look at it today, tsk tsk..." Someone lowered his voice and spoke softly.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that it is the Lutang Black Panthers who were used by the Hanshan Department to stand up today.

It's just that after today, I'm afraid they will have to send back the medicine fields and forests that occupied Hanshan.

No, not just send it back, but double it.

Pain flashed across many people's faces.

The old man of the Black Leopard clan opposite Lu Changlin frowned and stared at Lu Changlin.

The expression on Lu Changlin's face changed, and he cupped his hands towards Han Muye: "Clan Chief Han, I, the Black Leopard Clan in Lutang, and the Hanshan tribe have been helping each other, and have been on good terms for many years."

"Today's succession ceremony of the chief of the Hanshan tribe, in order to congratulate the succession of the chief of the Hanshan tribe, Lu is willing to donate three thousand acres of medicine fields and thirty miles of forests."

This is to double the land of the Hanshan tribe that was previously occupied.

After all, he is used to being the patriarch, so he is willing to weigh the pros and cons at this time.

This is similar to what other races think.

Double the money.

Is that enough?

It depends on whether the new patriarch of the Hanshan tribe is determined to stand up today, or whether peace is the most important thing.

This also determines how each ethnic group will get along with the Hanshan tribe in the future.

Lu Changlin looked at Han Muye.

So what if the new patriarch's cultivation base is strong?

There are only so few people in the Hanshan tribe. If they want to rise, they must get along well with all parties.

I have already lowered my posture, if I continue to oppress it, other ethnic groups will renounce it.

Mu Ji also turned his attention to Han Muye.

Today's grand ceremony is enough to make the surrounding ethnic groups bow their heads.

"Mountain forests, medicine fields, these belong to my Hanshan tribe." Han Muye's voice sounded again, making everyone's hearts sink.

Lu Changlin was also shocked. He looked up at Han Muye and said in a deep voice, "In that case, I, the Lutang Black Leopard Clan, would like to offer up Zhuque Mountain."

"There is a black gold original iron vein in Zhuque Mountain."

Offer a mine!

This is cutting flesh.

Lu Changlin is really willing to pay for the safety of the ethnic group.

So, is that enough?

All the guests looked at Han Muye again.

Whether the new patriarch of the Hanshan tribe is greedy or not, and whether he is pursuing him closely or not depends on his attitude at this time.

"Zhuque Mountain?" Han Muye slowly fell down, and the evil spirit on his body gradually gathered.

"Patriarch Lu Changlin, don't you care about your younger brother Lu Changshan until now?"

Lu Changshan?

The elder of the Lutang Black Leopard clan who is likely to become the strongest, the brother of the patriarch Lu Changlin?

Why did the chief of the Hanshan tribe suddenly mention this person's name?

Lu Changlin clenched his fist and loosened it again, turned his eyes away, and said calmly: "Changshan is in retreat in the clan, so don't blame him for not being able to participate in the Han clan leader's succession ceremony."

Han Muye chuckled and raised his hand.

A blue-black divine light flashed.

True spirit bone!

It is also the true spirit bone of the Black Panther Clan!

As soon as this thing appeared, everyone couldn't look away.

The face of the old man of the Black Panther clan in front of Lu Changlin turned serious: "This thing——"

"I got this real spirit bone from Lu Changshan by beheading him." Han Muye's words immediately froze the atmosphere in Han Shan.

This is a naked declaration of war and provocation!

This is telling Lu Changlin bluntly, I killed your brother, what can you do to me.

Can you bear it?

"Patriarch Han, Lu Changshan is your own fault. This treasure is your compensation, as long as you let me go, Lu Tang—" Lu Changlin's voice was suppressed.

Before he could finish speaking, Han Muye's voice resounded: "Lu Changlin, you don't know where the human hunters that I and Feng Zhen and other seniors killed came from today, don't you?"

Human Hunter!

Above Hanshan, the atmosphere is constantly changing.

All the parties who were indignant at the fact that the Hanshan tribe was persecuting the Lutang Black Leopard tribe at every step just now looked at Lu Changshan in amazement.

It's okay for the two races to fight, but the human hunters shouldn't be involved.

The Jinwu tribe is also a tribe in the wilderness, and they shouldn't be hunted down by the human race like this.

This is the rule established by all the tribes in the wilderness.

Such rules should not be broken.

"Lu Changlin, you actually did such a thing?"

"Lutang Black Leopard Clan, do you dare to bring in human hunters?"

"Lu Changlin, you broke the rules."

There was a long shout, and the old man of the Black Leopard clan standing opposite Lu Changlin showed hesitation on his face.

If such taboos are shaken off, they will inevitably be mobilized and attacked.

People from the surrounding ethnic groups all retreated.

"Slander, Han Muye, you are completely slandering, how could my Lutang Black Leopard Clan—"

Lu Changlin shouted, before he finished speaking, Han Muye waved his hand, and a golden streamer fell down.

Pale golden long whips were flying in the square.

"Huyueling Changyao Taoist, I will kill him."

Taoist Chang Yao!

Taoist Chang Yao from Dingbolou!

When Taoist Chang Yao's name came out of Han Muye's mouth, Lu Changlin knew that the situation was over.

"kill!"

With a long roar, he flew up and rushed towards Han Muye.

A phantom of a light blue ten-foot black panther Yuan Ling emerged.

The sound of the roar was shocking, and one after another the strong figures of the Black Panther clan rushed out and rushed towards Han Muye.

The Black Panthers have already figured it out!

It wasn't until this moment that all the guests came to their senses.

Lu Changlin had long planned to besiege and kill the Hanshan tribe, and almost all the powerful black panthers from Lutang came to Hanshan today.

I was almost deceived by Lu Changlin and the others' compromising appearances!

"Hmph!" Feng Zhen snorted coldly, and flew forward.

On the other side, both Qi Yunliang and the Heiwolf Clan charged forward.

There is no need for Han Muye to do anything.

In today's scene, the Lutang Black Panthers are looking for death.

The old man who was also from the Black Leopard family but not from Lu Tang had a gloomy expression and slowly backed away.

He didn't want to be buried here with Lu Changlin and the Lutang Black Leopard Clan.

He also didn't expect that the Lutang Black Panthers had done so many things.

"Om—"

In the void, Lu Changlin, who fought head-on with Zhao Qu from the black wolf clan, paused and turned around suddenly.

With a flash of his figure, he landed in front of the old man of the Black Panther tribe.

"Elder Zhujie, my Black Leopard Clan in Lutang is willing to join Zhuyang Town."

"I beg Elder Zhujie to take action and take me away."

If possible, this old man named Zhu Jie would slap Lu Changlin to death with one palm.

But it was too late now.

He and Lu Changlin came together, and they both belonged to the Black Panther Clan, so even if he wanted to get rid of the relationship at this time, it was impossible.

"Walk!"

With a low shout, a blue Yuanling black panther appeared behind him.

A mighty force of heaven and earth spread out in all directions, knocking away the guests of all races who were on guard and retreating, and then rushed down the mountain.

Lu Changlin followed closely behind, and the masters of his own family group were all gone.

But the two hadn't walked half a mile before they had to stop.

In front of them, a blue Yuanling blocked the way.

The Golden Crow Yuanling, who was two feet tall, had an illusory light flashing in his eyes, shrouded in a golden streamer.

"I want to leave now, isn't it too late?"

Mu Ji came slowly, and with every step he took, his body became more intense.

The Golden Crow strongman of Muyang Mountain!

With a low shout, Zhu Jie flew forward, and directly chopped off with a long knife in his hand.

No amount of nonsense in today's situation.

We can only rush out with all our strength and return to Zhuyang Town.

"Humph!"

In Mu Ji's hand, the front finger of the golden spear collided with the long knife.

The golden light burst!

A group of tyrannical golden blazing sun power instantly wrapped the bamboo joints and the long knife in his hand.

"boom--"

Zhujie's body fell a hundred feet away.

With the same level of cultivation, Mu Ji, who had awakened the power of the Golden Crow's bloodline, defeated the bamboo knot of the Black Panther Clan with one blow!

Around, the eyes of the guests who were still watching showed fear.

This is the strength that a superior bloodline should have!

Many ethnic groups who despised the Jinwu tribe because of the decline of the Hanshan tribe finally saw the situation clearly.

The Jinwu tribe, this is the truly powerful tribe in the Great Wilderness!

"Roar--"

The bamboo joint rolled over, flew up, turned around and fled.

How dare Lu Changlin confront Mu Ji?

He also turned around and wanted to escape.

Han Muye on the mountain sees all this.

Looking at the masters of the Black Panther clan who were fighting around, and Lu Changlin who was fleeing, he raised his hand.

In the palm of his hand, a group of golden divine light emerged.

Great Sun Golden Crow Divine Flame!

"boom--"

The flames floated directly into the air, and merged with the hundred-foot-high golden crow phantom in the void, turning into a red cloud covering the entire Hanshan!

The red cloud shrouded, and everyone's bodies were instantly imprisoned.

All the alien forces are out of control at this moment.

Under the Great Sun Golden Crow Divine Flame, only the power of the Golden Crow can move it.

The bodies of those black panthers who rushed in mid-air fell and fell on the bluestone, howling in pain.

Lu Changlin originally galloped for dozens of feet, but now he fell headfirst, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

All the Panthers are in a panic.

On the other hand, those members of the Jinwu clan seemed to be covered with a set of golden-red battle armor, covered with golden light, and the power of the weapons in their hands was also blessed, and every punch and blow was powerful.

There is no need for onlookers to make a move.

Han Muye didn't intend to take advantage of the guests either.

Even Mu Ji, Feng Zhen and the others stopped, watching those Hanshan tribesmen take action and capture all the Black Leopards.

...

The succession ceremony of the patriarch of the Jinwu Hanshan tribe caused an uproar.

Han Muye, the head of the Hanshan tribe of the Jinwu tribe, has the eighth level of Yuanling cultivation, and has awakened the blood of the Golden Crow.

Hanshan was favored by the Great Sun Golden Crow, and the whole Hanshan was shrouded in the power of the Golden Crow.

The Hengtang Black Leopards, who were enemies of the Hanshan tribe, were planning to make trouble at the grand ceremony, and even had the intention of besieging and killing them. Unexpectedly, they kicked the iron plate and were all captured.

In the future, I am afraid that there will be no such group as the Hengtang Black Leopard Clan.

The guests from all parties prepared to send troops to Hengtang as soon as they returned.

This is the best time to show your attitude.

Regardless of the turmoil of all parties, the Hanshan tribe fell silent instead.

"Senior Mu Ji, please sit down." In the conference hall, Han Muye raised his hand to signal.

Mu Ji, who was wearing a green robe, nodded and sat down with his hands folded.

Great Wilderness respects strength, even if there are only 400 people in the Hanshan tribe, but with a master like Han Muye, the future development is just around the corner.

"Senior Mu Ji, I invited you here to express my thanks to Patriarch Mu Changkong on my behalf."

"Senior, please help me bring the gift to the Changkong patriarch."

Han Muye raised his hand, and a faint golden flame emerged from his palm.

Golden Crow Divine Flame!

Mu Ji, who originally wanted to resign, was shocked, and he couldn't say the resignation.

Hanshan is not big, so naturally he can't produce the treasures that Mu Yangshan is interested in.

But he never expected that Han Muye would bring out such treasures as the Great Sun Golden Crow Divine Flame.

This is a good thing that even the true spirit can't ask for.

If the Golden Crow bloodline can have a group of Great Sun Golden Crow Divine Flames in hand, it will be of great benefit to the improvement of cultivation.

"Mu Ji will definitely bring the wishes of the patriarch Han."

Mu Ji spoke solemnly, with a more respectful look on his face.

He didn't stay long in Hanshan, and left the next day after the ceremony.

After sending Mu Ji away, Han Muye recruited Ciyuan from the Black Bear Clan and asked him to take his clan members to Zhuque Mountain.

There are mine veins over there, occupying the mine veins, and there are earth fires, so the matter of building armor is almost complete.

Of course, to refine armor, it is impossible to only need one or two spiritual materials.

Han Muye didn't care about the division of the Hengtang Black Leopards among the various tribes.

What Han Shanbu needs now is to recuperate.

What is needed is time.

For half a year, Han Muye didn't move a bit in Han Shan.

There was news from Muyang Mountain that there was an army of human hunters rushing to this place, but they turned back before they arrived.

This matter is nothing.

Mu Changkong came to Hanshan to meet Han Muye in person, and the two talked secretly for a long time.

For the next fifty years, Han Muye hardly left Hanshan.

For practitioners, fifty years is but a snap of the fingers.

The fifty years of the Great Wilderness were even more short.

But for the Hanshan tribe, fifty years was a dream.

In the past fifty years, the Hanshan tribe has continued to develop, expanding from a small group of more than 400 people to a powerful group that covers hundreds of miles, radiates thousands of miles, and controls hundreds of thousands of miles.

The ethnic group has grown from the original 400 Jinwu clan to the current 100,000 clan.

It's just that these 100,000 people are not all from the Jinwu tribe, there are many other ethnic groups living together.

The Black Bear Clan in Tanling first became the ironclads of the Jinwu Clan in Hanshan. The young patriarch Ciyuan was in charge of the refining of the Jinwu Hanshan tribe, and followed Han Muye, the leader of the Hanshan tribe, to practice the art of refining.

Today's Ciyuan has been able to forge weapons with two divine patterns.

Ciyuan is not the only craftsman in the Hanshan tribe, there are hundreds of craftsmen who complexly smelt various spiritual materials and forge various armors every day.

The weapons of the Hanshan tribe are sold for millions of miles around, and they are no worse than those refined by the human race.

Han Shanbu's business is not only about weapons, but also those pills.

The cloud rabbit tribe is good at searching for elixir, and also has the talent of refining elixir.

Yuxuan and Yuming of the Cloud Rabbit clan followed Han Muye to practice alchemy, and they were able to refine high-quality pills.

The business of pills and weapons ensures the operation of the entire Hanshan tribe, and can collect countless resources for the cultivation of the ethnic group.

Nearly 8,000 members of the Jinwu Hanshan tribe are practicing with all their strength, among which the elites are improving extremely fast.

Han Yunhe, Han Dingyi and others have already reached the seventh level of Yuanling.

More than a dozen clan members including Han Jin also reached the sixth level of Yuanling.

Among those younger generations, there are quite a few third- and fourth-level primordial spirits.

The most important thing is that Hanshan has the favor of the Great Sun and Golden Crow, so the awakening of the blood is much easier than elsewhere.

Many young descendants of other Jinwu tribes were sent to the Hanshan tribe.

The purpose is to awaken the power of one's own blood.

At this time, Han Muye, the patriarch of the Hanshan tribe, was already at the peak of the eighth level of Yuanling.

Only one step away, it is the realm of the ninth level of Yuanling.

"Clan Chief, Patriarch Mu Changkong is here to visit." Han Jin, who was wearing a blue battle armor, strode forward and clapped his hands to report.

Han Muye nodded, and after a while, a tall man in a black robe with a mighty face walked into the spacious hall.

Behind the big man, two young men in green robes followed closely, looking at Han Muye who was sitting upright.