Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Green and white robes, white face with a slight beard, and a mysterious aura on his body.

If this is not the owner of Wanhua City, Chen Yuan Xianzun, who is it?

The owner of Wanhua City, the master of Zhu Huan and the others.

"Zhu Huan, what about the origin handed over by Han Muye?" Immortal Chen Yuan looked at Zhu Huan and said coldly.

Zhu Huan trembled all over, not daring to be negligent, he quickly raised his hand and took out the blue ball of origin.

Immortal Chen Yuan stretched out his hand and took the origin into his palm.

"I am in seclusion, and there is such a commotion in this city." After accepting the source, Chen Yuan became stern, "Zhu Huan, you have disappointed me so much."

As the words fell, everyone standing in front of Chen Yuanxian only felt a killing force descending from the sky and the earth, making them tremble all over.

The majesty accumulated by the immortals for countless thousands of years made them dare not lift their heads.

Zhu Huan's face turned pale, and he knelt down on one knee.

"The disciple is incompetent, please punish the master."

"Master, the third senior brother is also protecting the majesty of Wanhua City." Behind Zhu Huan, the old man in black robes hurriedly said.

"That's right, Master, you can't retreat, all parties in Wanhua City are constantly testing, and many people have different intentions—" The words of another fairy were interrupted by Chen Yuan's cold snort.

"Hmph, I accept you as disciples. You can't even hold Wanhua City down. What use are you for?" Chen Yuan's words made everyone bow their heads.

"After Zhu Huan returns to the city, he should first retreat and think about his mistakes."

"If it wasn't for the Twelve Messages, I wouldn't know that such a big event happened in the city."

"That traitor Gao Duanyue dared to collude with Zhenyang Tower, it really is a pity to die."

Chen Yuan Xianzun hated the low drink that iron is not made of steel.

His words made everyone a little confused.

Gao Duanyue is a traitor?

Did Wu Twelve say it?

Was it Wu Twelve who reported to Master?

As if unwilling to give everyone a chance to think, Chen Yuan Xianzun flashed a mystery in his eyes, and said lightly: "I am still one step away from practicing, and I will be able to pass the test within a hundred or ten years."

"For the past ten years, the big and small things in the city have been handed over to Twelve."

After finishing speaking, his body turned into a golden rune again, arousing the power of heaven and earth, and dissipated in the original place.

"By the way, Han Muye deserves credit for handing over his origin, and the foundation of Zhenyang Tower will be given to him."

In the void, only a faint sound remained.

It wasn't until all the voices died down that Zhu Huanxian raised his head with a gloomy expression.

The white-haired and golden-crowned Baekje Immortal behind him frowned and said, "Master, why did you leave everything in the city to Wu Zhen?"

"It must be Wu Twelve who is soliciting truths in front of Master." Immortal Zhiyang beside him whispered with a cold face.

Several other people shook their heads, and then looked at Immortal Zhu Huan, with helplessness flashing across their faces.

The master is a strong immortal, and he alone decides everything in Wanhua City.

He said that it is the rule to let Wu Twelve take charge of the affairs in the city.

These people dare not disobey.

As for Immortal Lord Zhu Huan, being able to retreat and confine his feet, instead of directly taking back the God-killing and Demon-killing Blade in his hands that can control the formation of Wanhua City, is already a kindness from the master.

"Third Senior Brother, Master's orders cannot be disobeyed..." Immortal Sheng Yao sighed with a long sword on his back.

He is the fifth disciple of Xianzun's sect, even if Zhu Huan is confined to retreat, he should be in charge of Wanhua City.

But who said that this time it was Wu Twelve who reported to the master what happened in the city?

"I'm going to confine my feet for retreat. You can find Wu Twelve for the rest of the matter." Immortal Zhu Huan waved his hand, without turning his head, he flew and disappeared in a flicker.

In the void, everyone looked at each other and shook their heads with complex expressions.

This time, these disciples of the Immortal Venerable can be said to have suffered a great loss of face.

"Fortunately, Master is back, as long as Master's real body appears in Wanhua City ten years later, everything will be suppressed." Xianjun Wu Sheng said softly.

"Master is back, this is the reason why the third senior brother is depressed." Baekje Xianjun beside him shook his head and flew away.

"The origin of Gao Duanyue's regiment is actually in the hands of the third senior brother, ha ha..." Xianjun Sheng Yao laughed, and his body turned into nothingness.

Some things, you just know when you see them.

The third senior brother is not loyal either.

The others looked at each other and then dispersed.

At this time, Immortal Zhu Huan, who had already fallen outside Wanhua City, raised his head and looked at the fifth floor of Wanhua City where the dense fog was so dense that he couldn't see the scene at all.

There was a chill in his eyes, and he lost all the respect he had in front of Immortal Chen Yuan before.

"Why do you want to come back, why do you want to come back..."

Gritting his teeth, an uncontrollable dead power flashed from his body.

...

In the void, a bluish-white fairy light exploded, revealing the figure of Wu Zhen wearing a green robe.

Wu Zhen stood there, turned around and looked at the dead abyss ahead.

In the abyss of heaven, the deadly power surged, and then a black figure stepped out.

In the hands of the black figure, there was a ball of blue mysterious light.

If Zhu Huan and the others were here, they would be extremely surprised.

This light group representing the original power has clearly been handed over to Chen Yuan Xianzun, why is it in the hands of this black shadow at this time.

"Om—"

The black shadow raised his hand, and the ball of light flew out.

Flying out together with the light group, there is also a cyan token.

"Return this token to you, this bundle was sent to you by Yunlan Sword Immortal."

The voice of the black shadow is like gold and iron intertwined, piercing and trembling.

war puppet.

God Slayer Battle Puppet.

This black shadow is obviously the god-slaying war puppet who protects Han Muye.

Wu Zhen took over the group of origins, put away the token representing the authority of Wanhua City, looked at Tushen Zhanpuppet, and said with emotion: "Fellow Daoist's methods are truly astonishing, if I hadn't witnessed your changes with my own eyes, I'm afraid it would be I also believe that you are my master."

The Chen Yuan Immortal Venerable who appeared in front of Zhu Huan and the others before was basically transformed by the Slayer God War Puppet.

There are countless changes in the means of fighting puppets.

Borrowing the power of Wu Zhen's token to cover up, even Immortal Lord Zhu Huan and others who are very familiar with Immortal Chen Yuan have been fooled.

Slaughter God War Puppet stood where he was and did not answer.

Wu Zhen laughed, nodded and said, "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, if the measuring ruler is on the fifth floor, as long as you find it, it will definitely be handed over to fellow Taoist Yunlan Sword Immortal."

"As for the relatives, friends and disciples of Fellow Daoist Yunlan Sword Immortal who stay in the city, I will also do my best to take care of them so that they will not be harmed in the slightest."

He turned his gaze to the direction of Wanhua City, narrowed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Zhu Huan can't sit still."

"Let me tell you that when he comes back in ten years, he will definitely open the passage to the fifth floor and sneak into it within ten years."

"We'll just have to wait for this opportunity."

Speaking of this, he lowered his head and lowered his voice, as if only he could hear it.

"I also want to know, Master, whether he can return."

The Slaughtering God War Puppet didn't stay at Wu Zhen's side for long, he punched through the void, stepped into it and disappeared.

He is a war puppet, and he is not interested in these calculations.

He just needs to complete the things arranged by Han Muye.

Seeing the disappearance of the god-slaying war puppet, Wu Zhen's expression slowly turned serious.

"War Puppet, is it really someone from the God Realm?"

...

In Wanhua Tianyuan, the power of death and silence intersects and permeates.

Holding the long sword, Yang Dingtian's figure flickered, and he moved forward rapidly.

He fought with the magic pestle in Zhu Huan's hand before, and he suffered a lot of injuries.

More importantly, the Tianyang Sword in his hand could not resist the power of the Demon Subduing Pestle, and was also damaged.

That's what really hurt him.

He flew away, his expression changing.

"Who?"

He had just landed on a floating boulder thousands of feet high, and suddenly he raised his brows and shouted in a low voice.

Sword in hand, pointing forward.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan wants to see you."

The ear-piercing sound of gold and iron rubbing against each other sounded.

A god-slaying war puppet in black armor stepped out from the back of the boulder.

Seeing the God-slaying War Puppet, Yang Dingtian's expression changed.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan is from the Xuanjia Sect?"

Xiang Lingshuang is in charge of the Tianhuang war puppet. At this time, this war puppet is obviously also at the Tianhuang level.

In the Zhoutian God Realm, only the Xuanjia Artifact Refining Sect has so many Tianhuang war puppets, right?

The Slaughtering God War Puppet seemed unwilling to speak more, but just raised his palm and punched out.

"boom--"

A dark crack appeared.

This blow made the pupils of Yang Dingtian's eyes shrink slightly.

Such a strong force!

This is the use of pure power, an extremely powerful method that even the power of death and silence here cannot be suppressed.

The God Slayer War Puppet stepped into the crack step by step.

Yang Dingtian hesitated for a moment, and stepped in.

nothingness.

Breaking through the dead silence is nothingness.

With the help of the folding of the void, you can traverse thousands of miles of heaven and earth.

The Slaughter God Battle Puppet smashed the world in front of him with one punch.

Every time it appears, it is hundreds of thousands of miles away.

But within an hour, Yang Dingtian had followed him to the bottom of Tianyuan.

In front of a black mountain, the Slaughter God Battle Puppet stood still, then paused for a moment before disappearing.

Yang Dingtian raised his head and saw Han Muye standing there wearing a light gray robe.

"Sect Master Yang acted out of righteousness, thank you Han."

Han Muye chuckled and cupped his hands.

Yang Dingtian's eyes fell on Han Muye, his expression turned into astonishment.

"you--"

At this time, he clearly couldn't see through Han Muye's cultivation, nor could he see through his aura!

how can that be!

Even if it is the peak of Xianjun, Yang Dingtian can see through it.

Unless it is a fairy.

But Han Muye couldn't be a fairy.

If Han Muye were the Immortal Venerable, there would be no need for such troubles, he would just make a move.

Besides Immortal Venerable Chen Yuan, who else in Wanhua City can stop another Immortal Venerable?

"Sect Master Yang has seen it." Han Muye shook his head and said softly, "I'm in a special situation right now, and I can't reveal my real body for the time being."

"About, it will take another three to five years."

In front of him is not the real body, and it will take three to five years for the real body to appear.

Yang Dingtian suppressed the surprise in his heart.

To make this Yunlan Sword Immortal in front of him spend three to five years of work, it is either a treasure of refinement, or a great opportunity.

No matter which one, as long as this real body appears, I am afraid that the combat power will be greatly improved.

Previously, one of his primordial spirits was able to fight with him, but after three or five years, when he came out of the real body, he might really be able to crush him.

"Sect Master Yang, is it the Haotian Golden Crow that you are asking for?" Han Muye's words made Yang Dingtian tremble slightly.

He nodded and said, "Not bad."

In order to fully refine his Tianyang sword, he needs the blessing of extremely strong Yang attribute power.

After searching all over the world, he got the news of the Haotian Golden Crow.

This Haotian Golden Crow is the pinnacle of time-yang attribute power.

Looking at Han Muye, Yang Dingtian looked calm: "I also had the idea of ​​asking Yunlan Sword Immortal to help me find the Golden Crow."

He took action to help Huang Zhihu and the others, but it wasn't all because he liked Huang Zhihu's talent.

If one's cultivation has reached the level of an immortal, all talents are useless.

Only real treasures, treasures that can give them the opportunity to step into the realm of immortals, are what they are looking for.

The Tianyang sword is related to Yang Dingtian's opportunity to practice, and he can't give it up.

"The Haotian Golden Crow's real body should be on the fifth floor of Wanhua City." Han Muye said.

"Within ten years, the fifth floor of Wanhua City will definitely have a chance to reopen."

Han Muye said firmly.

Although Yang Dingtian didn't know why Han Muye was so sure, he didn't ask aloud.

Han Muye would not lie to him about such matters.

"Ten years, Yangmou can afford to wait." Yang Dingtian said in a deep voice.

Han Muye nodded, looked at Yang Dingtian and said, "But as far as I know, the Haotian Golden Crow Spirit is not on the fifth floor of Wanhua City."

Golden Crow soul!

An uncontrollable force of Qi and blood surged from Yang Dingtian's body, staring at Han Muye: "Where is the Golden Crow's spirit?"

He never thought about the Golden Crow Divine Soul at all!

Although the Golden Crow's body is good, it is still a dead thing.

The Golden Crow Divine Soul, that is the real ancient mighty Divine Soul, able to control the yang attribute power of time.

This kind of powerful soul, the power can even suppress the immortal.

Yang Dingtian never thought of getting the Golden Crow Divine Soul.

But Han Muye's words made his heart surge.

If he could really get the Golden Crow's soul, then his Tianyang Sword would probably be feared by even the Immortal Venerable!

"The Ruins Realm," Han Muye said softly with a calm expression, "Perhaps you have heard of that Ruins Realm."

"The Great Wasteland."

Yang Dingtian was stunned for a moment.

He has heard of it.

Legend has it that in the deepest part of Wanhua Tianyuan, there is a ruin world that has been passed down from unknown ages.

Among them, the long ones are said to have experienced dozens of kalpas.

These ruins are full of corruption, and there is an irresistible force of calamity.

Even the Immortal Venerable dare not say that he can survive in these ruins.

The Great Desolate Ruins Realm is a Jedi.

"How do you know that the Golden Crow's soul is in the Great Wasteland?"

Yang Dingtian asked in a low voice.

"Because Immortal Venerable Chen Yuan entered the Great Wasteland Realm and has not returned for 300,000 years."

Han Muye looked into the dark depths of the abyss in the distance, and said softly.

There are such secrets!

Yang Dingtian stared at Han Muye closely.

At this moment, he wasn't even sure if what Han Muye said was true or not.

The immortal is secret, how can outsiders know?

"Well, I also want to go to the Great Desolate Ruins Realm." Han Muye laughed and looked towards Yang Dingtian.

"How about we meet outside the Great Wasteland in three months' time?"

"If you find the Golden Crow's soul, give it to Sect Master Yang."

Three months later, enter the Great Wasteland Realm.

The divine light in Yangding's celestial eyes changed, and after a while, he nodded and said, "Okay."

—————

Watching Yang Dingtian fly away, the gray robe on Han Muye's body slowly turned into a broken black battle armor.

God Slayer War Puppet also appeared beside him.

"Are you really going to the Great Desolation Realm?"

The Slaughter God War Puppet looked at Han Muye, and his voice was pierced by the friction of gold and iron.

"The Great Desolation is an existence second only to the prehistoric era."

"It is said that it was once a land that has gone through several calamities without being broken."

Second only to the prehistoric era.

It has survived the calamity without breaking.

It's a pity that everything is a thing of the past.

In the wilderness, there is still only one ruin world left.

"To repair the Honghuang Armor, you need to find the Xuantian Shentie."

"Perhaps, only places like the Great Desolate Ruins Realm have the Xuantian Shentie, a fetish that has been handed down from the prehistoric era."

Han Muye stretched out his hand to hold down the black armor on his body, and spoke in a low voice.

In order to repair this armor and restore its true power, it is necessary to find Xuantian Shentie.

He had to go to the Great Desolate Ruins Realm.

"Xuantian Divine Iron." Slaughter God War Puppet nodded, and there seemed to be a hint of emotion in his voice: "The biggest difference between Tianhuang War Puppet and Honghuang War Puppet is that Honghuang War Puppet is made of Xuantian Divine Iron."

Han Muye nodded.

He didn't dare to promise that he could find the Xuantian Divine Iron in the Great Desolate Ruins Realm, nor did he dare to say that he helped the Slaughter God and War Puppet to improve.

This is not what he can do now.

He told Yang Dingtian that it would take three to five years for his real body to act, which was not the truth.

He is here now.

It's just because the Primordial Armor on his body hasn't been fully refined, and he can't fully control the power in it, so it makes people feel illusory, as if he isn't his real body.

For Han Muye, it will take three to five years to completely refine this armor.

But he wasn't going to just refine it like this.

The Primordial Battle Armor is a powerful treasure for fighting in the midst of calamity.

The set of armor he refined now no longer has that kind of power.

That is, one ten-thousandth of the power is gone.

In order to reproduce the power of this battle armor, it needs to be repaired by Xuantian God Iron.

These are all he saw from the memory of this battle armor.

Where there is Xuantian Shentie, he also saw it from the memory of the battle armor.

He will definitely go to the Great Desolate Ruins Realm.

But before going to the Great Desolate Ruins Realm, he had to go back to Wanhua City first.

The next time I go to Wanhua City, I'm afraid it will be a big battle.

It was also when they left Tianyuan.

He himself didn't care, for Mu Wan and the others, it was time to look for opportunities in the Ruins Realm.

The battle armor on his body turned into a gray robe, and the God Slayer War Puppet turned into black scales and attached to his back. After that, Han Muye moved and disappeared.

When he returned to Wanhua City, the general situation in Wanhua City had been settled.

A chaotic battle involving the second, third, and fourth floors of Wanhua City has been settled.

It is rumored that Chen Yuan Xianzun came forward and ordered his disciple Zhu Huan Xianjun to confine his feet to retreat.

The power in Wanhua City was handed over to the twelfth disciple Wu Zhenxianjun.

Xianjun Wu Zhen appointed Zhenyang Tower as Wanhua City to rebel, but the master of Yunlongxuan was the hero who handed over the origin of the ruins world.

All the properties of Zhenyang Building were handed over to the owner of Yunlongxuan.

As for Huang Zhihu and the others, they didn't feel guilty at all.

Yang Dingtian and his subordinate Chiyan Sword Sect violated the rules set by the Immortal Venerable and fined them 10,000 Tianyuan Pearls.

Yang Dingtian is not allowed to enter Wanhua City again.

10,000 Tian Yuanzhu is a large number for many strong people.

But for Chiyan Jianzong, who owns the immortal king, it took only three days to hand in.

When Han Muye came back, there was no one who followed him in Yunlong Pavilion.

"Fellow Daoist Han, no, Yunlan Sword Immortal." Seeing Han Muye, Hu Yunlong showed emotion on his face.

He never expected that his family just invested in a game, and it would cause a storm in the city.

The person in front of him, no matter whether it is his own strength or background, is probably as good as the sky.

Han Muye only stayed in Yunlongxuan for a while, and promised that Hu Yunlong and the others could go to the fourth floor to find him if they encountered any problems, so they went straight to the fourth floor.

The original Zhenyang Tower has been renamed Jiange.

When Han Muye arrived, he saw Huang Zhihu wearing battle armor and leading a group of sword masters to practice battle formation there.

"Father!" Jin Huo exclaimed excitedly.

This call made Huang Zhihu tremble all over, turned around and ran away.

Han Muye raised his hand a little, and Huang Zhihu's entire figure was fixed in place.

She turned around with difficulty, with a dumbfounding expression on her face.

"Father, I, I'm just here to play..."

Came to Tianyuan quietly, and trained an army of sword repairmen, all of these things violated the orders of the foster father.

With the sternness of his adoptive father, he is either grounded or punished.

"It's not bad." Han Muye reached out and patted Huang Zhihu's shoulder, and said softly.

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and took out a golden jade box, suspended it in front of Huang Zhihu, and then walked towards the Jiange.

"not bad?"

Huang Zhihu was a little dazed.

Is this an acknowledgment of yourself?

In my impression, the adoptive father really never praised himself so much.

Her eyes were red and she almost shed tears.

"Eldest sister, hurry up and see what foster father rewarded you." Jin Huo leaned over and looked at the golden box with a smile on his face.

Hearing his words, Huang Zhihu immediately put away his tears, reached out and grabbed the jade box in front of him.

Gently uncovered, Jin Huo leaned over and let out a low voice: "Ye-father is really rich and powerful."

In the jade box, there are at least 30,000 gold beads.

Tian Yuanzhu.

"I just like the simple gift of my adoptive father." Huang Zhihu put away the jade box, turned around with a smile and walked away satisfied.

"Well, big sister, can you give me a few?" Jin Huo chased after him, "I recently saw a good alchemy—"

"What alchemy do you want? Can you make alchemy?"

...

When Han Muye walked to Jiange, Lin Shen and the others were already standing at the door.

"Senior Brother Han, you're back." Lu Gao whispered with excitement on his face.

Lin Shen, Lu Gao, Liu Hong, Gao Changgong, Zeng Daniu...

This time in Wanhua City, they have all shot.

Without Han Muye, they survived this crisis alone.

Han Muye patted Zeng Daniu's shoulder with a light smile, and his eyes fell on Xiang Lingshuang who looked equally excited.

This kid is growing the fastest now.

Refining the Tianhuang War Puppet gave him the strength to face the Immortal Monarch alone.

Walking up to the third floor of the Jiange, the fragrance of medicine filled Han Muye's face.

Seeing Mu Wan and Yun Jin again, Mu Wan's expression was still calm, and Yun Jin's eyes were slightly red.

"Brother, is this trip going well?" Mu Wan asked in a low voice.

Han Muye smiled and nodded.

"Brother, we have refined a lot of pills these days, and—"

Before Mu Wan finished speaking, Han Muye raised his hand, and a golden curtain enveloped the entire three floors. Mu Wan and Yunjin's bodies were covered by the golden light curtain, and they lost control and fell onto Han Muye.

"Whatever the pill, let's talk about other things first." Han Muye stretched out his hand.

...

The owner of the Jiange returned, and many forces in the fourth floor of Wanhua City were speculating whether it would lead the Jiange to continue to expand.

There are many rumors that the master of Jiange's swordsmanship is as good as the sky.

Fortunately, Han Muye didn't do anything after returning to the Jiange, but he couldn't get out of seclusion, and he didn't see him even when several forces with good relations with the Jiange came to visit.

He did not retreat, but stayed on the third floor of the Jiange, gathered all kinds of swords sent by Zhao Chen and the others, and carefully observed the memories in them.

To go to the Great Ruins Realm, he needs to know more about the things in the Great Ruins Realm.

"Senior Brother Han, this sword was exchanged from a mysterious sword cultivator. According to him, this sword came from the Great Wilderness Era." Bai Suzhen brought a long sword to Han Muye, and said in a low voice.

Han Muye asked Bai Suzhen, who was in charge of the trade of the Nine Profound Sword Pavilion, to issue a mission to find the sword weapon of the Great Wilderness Era, and at this moment there was finally a message.

After receiving the long sword that cost 30,000 Divine Crystals, Han Muye's eyes fell on it.

Rusty and stained, the divine light dissipated.

Will there be memories left in such a sword?

When Bai Suzhen left, he took a deep breath, and gently grasped the hilt of the sword with a flash of sword intent in his palm.

"boom--"

A picture that was as bright as a galaxy crashed into his mind.

In an instant, Han Muye trembled all over, his face flushed, and then turned pale again.

In the memory of the sword, a long sword slashed at him!