Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-03-29

Chapter 162 Ancient Heaven Stage Divine Transformation great cultivator Sabre (33) Seeking Monthly Pass

Yuan Tian Sword Venerable!

Han Muye looked at the silhouette in his mind with a monstrous sword intent floating around him like stars.

Who is not Yuan Tian Sword Venerable!

The Ancient Sword Dao powerhouse who ran rampant on the Western Border and committed murder is really related to the destruction of the Ancient Great Sect Lieyang Palace.

“Foolishness.”

Yuan Tian Sword Venerable raised his hand, and a sword pill flew out.

“Hong morning sun, you can take the three swords of this deity and not die, and this deity will give you a chance to inherit the Raging Yang Sect inheritance.”

sword technique, hidden.

This sword technique Han Muye has learned from dantian’s warm and nourished sword pills, and has seen it countless times.

With this sword technique, Yuan Tian Sword Venerable does not know how many powerhouses he killed.

The sword pill seemed to be indeterminate, shatter void, and in a flash, it was already in front of the person holding the long sword.

“Sword Venerable says three swords, then the morning sun will receive three swords!”

The sword-wielding man laughed, the sword light in his hand turned into a Fire Dragon, and he opened his mouth to take the sword pill engulf.

Lieyang Palace sect protecting sword technique, Heavenly Dragon.

Whether it is sword technique Hidden Kong or sword technique Heavenly Dragon, it is no longer the sword dao grade of Nine Mysteries Sword Sect that can be measured.

In Han Muye’s view, if Zang Kong is the ultimate in meaning to control the sword, then Heavenly Dragon is the Peak who uses qi to control sword.

Yuan Tian’s Sword Venerable’s sword dao cultivation base is tyrannical, the sword pill contains no casting sword intent, Hong morning sun is a Spirit Qi Cultivation Base, the sword comes out, Fire Dragon seems to want to Heaven and Earth devours.

“Bang——”

The Fire Dragon that swallowed Jianwan exploded, and Jianwan had turned into a long sword with no handle and double-pointed, and stabbed straight at it.

Quick.

The advantage of Jianwan is its incomparable speed.

Too fast to respond.

“When—”

Hong morning sun’s sword in his hand blocked the sword pill, and half of the sword edge flew out.

Hong morning sun also flew upside down, blood gushing from his mouth.

“haha, there is another sword!”

Hong morning sun laughs facing the sky, and his aura turned into ten thousand zhang beams of light.

Above his head, a hundred zhang golden armor illusory shadow emerges.

“If I, Hong Morning Sun, can take Yuan Tian’s Sword Venerable three swords and not die, I can talk proudly in front of Western Border Fellow Daoist!”

The voice fell, The golden armor illusory shadow above his head exploded, turning into an endless torrent, actively slamming into the handleless Flying Sword in front of him.

“Self-broken Primordial Spirit?”

“Okay, Hong morning sun, if you don’t die, I won’t come to Lieyang Palace for three thousand years.”

Yuan Tian Sword Venerable’s voice was rolling, and the long sword sword light transformed by Jian Wan condensed into a thin line of thousands zhang, weaving and intertwining, flowing between every minute.

That is to control the sword intent to the limit, every minute, it is the node of the void world!

In the cabin, Han Muye holding the Broken Sword closed his eyes and trembled.

Even after endless years, seeing such a sword technique still makes his blood boil.

This is the real sword dao powerhouse!

“Boom—”

The torrent of Hong morning sun Primordial Spirit smashed into pieces before the sword light intertwined snares.

After ten breaths, the sword light dissipates and the torrent dissipates.

Hong’s morning sun was covered in ashes.

“This deity will not set foot in the Lieyang Palace for three thousand years.”

Yuan Tian’s Sword Venerable voice faded away.

“Palace Lord!”

“Palace Lord!” one after another voice of sorrow and indignation sounded.

One after another silhouette rushed to Hong Morning Sun’s side and supported his body on the verge of collapse.

“Hehe, what are you sad about?”

“This Palace Lord can take Yuan Tian’s Sword Venerable three swords, so he has no regrets.”

“For three thousand years, the Palace Lord will die properly.”

In the picture, the vitality of Hong morning sun slowly dissipated.

Afterwards, Broken Sword was sent to Lieyang Palace where swords were stored.

A little later, the palace was destroyed with a loud bang, and Broken Sword was buried.

The picture behind is the scene where Broken Sword was found by Guan Chaosheng after countless years.

After a fight, Guan Chaosheng killed several of his fellow travelers, and then returned with his sword.

He was the victor in the end.

He then went to the ruins several times to explore, but found nothing.

The sword was still silent and rusted in his hand.

Ancient Heaven Stage Divine Transformation great cultivator, the sword of the Palace Lord Hong morning sun!

Bending his head, Han Muye’s gaze fell on Broken Sword.

The Broken Sword at this time has completely changed.

The blade is less than two feet long, with a clear and transparent halo.

The silky light on the sword wraps all the fractures.

A sword intent and the infusion of Spiritual Qi repaired by the golden sun tactic made this sword silent for countless years and regained its former glory.

Even now it’s a Broken Sword.

Before this sword breaks, it must be a Magical Treasure Level sword.

And it is also the Excellent Grade in the magic weapon!

Feeling the sword intent dormant in Broken Sword, like the power of a sleeping tiger, Han Muye felt a little emotion in his heart.

If Guan Chaosheng stimulated the power of this sword before, it can really run across the Western Border.

With his Awakening Spirit cultivation base, he can fight Heaven Stage, at least Earth Stage is invincible.

But Guan Chaosheng is not a sword cultivator, nor does he have the cultivation technique of Lieyang Palace, so he really can’t return the sword’s true colors.

“Om—”

Just as Han Muye sighed, he suddenly changed his face.

The warm sword pill in his dantian vibrated, and then the Broken Sword he held in his hand also trembled slightly, as if he was frightened.

This—

Eyes widened, Han Muye had a wry smile on his face as he felt the domineering cruising of dantian Zhongjianmaru as if to show his sovereignty.

Just now I was still feeling that Guan Chaosheng had no chance.

But looking at it now, this sword clearly has no relationship with him.

Yuan Tian’s Sword Venerable sword pill and this Palace Lord Sabre of Lieyang Palace can only choose the same.

There are swords with spirituality, and you have your own choice.

For Han Muye, is this still a choice?

Jianwan has spent the Cao Family’s earth spirit to warm up a spiritual mine lode, and will soon become a magic weapon, or a sword dao great cultivator of ancient running amuck throughout the world.

Although this Broken Sword is also a treasure, it is still much worse than the sword pill.

With a sigh, Han Muye put the Broken Sword away.

This baby first warms up the sword intent, and in the future, whether it is handed over to the sect in exchange for merits or sold, it can make a fortune.

A little depressed and put away the sword, Han Muye checked the small cloth bag handed over by Bai Suzhen, with a smile on his face again.

This cloth bag is a small storage treasure, which has about one side of the space.

At this time, one space is filled with various spirit materials.

All kinds of spiritual spar minerals, all kinds of High Level spiritual medicine, and many high grade Spirit Stone.

According to Bai Suzhen’s estimate, the treasure in this bag is worth 1.3 million Spirit Stone.

Sure enough, the only way to make a lot of money is by refining high-level medicine pills.

How much do those Cloud Qi Pills have to be refined to earn so much?

What’s more, what Han Muye really earns is not these goods at all.

Putting away the cloth bag, he carefully took out a jade bottle.

In this jade bottle, there are two immortal grade purple jade pills!

This is the biggest reward!

Han Muye feels that he will find a way in the future to give Bai Suzhen more motivation.

Even if you give her something sweet.

Only by helping yourself to attract more business can you get more High Level Pill.

If he wants to collect spiritual medicine pill concocting by himself, I’m afraid he won’t be able to concoct a pot in ten years.

The sun was setting as the flying boat returned to Nine Mysteries Mountain.

Han Muye and Lin Shen paced to the Sword Pavilion, watching Old Six Huang and Gao Xiaoxuan Lu Gao sitting around the wooden table in front of the Sword Pavilion.

“Come back so soon?”

Seeing Han Muye’s return, Old Six Huang shook his head and said, “I thought you weren’t coming back tonight.”

Han Muye sat down at the table without hesitation, grabbed Gao Xiaoxuan’s tableware and made the little white fox in Gao Xiaoxuan’s arms bark.

When he was full, Han Muye reached out and took out a small cloth bag.

“I made a lot of money today, and those who see it will have a share.”

He reached out and took a handful, and seven or eight high-grade Spirit Stones fell on the table.

The little white fox who was still staring at Han Muye immediately changed his eyes, his eyes were like water.

Gao Xiaoxuan gave Old Six Huang a wink, Old Six Huang chuckled, reached out and grabbed three high-grade Spirit Stones and stuffed them into his arms.

The others were no longer polite, grabbed the Spirit Stone and dispersed.

Han Muye went straight to the third floor and sat cross-legged on Cultivation.

Today’s pill concocting, and then warm up the sword, not to mention the sword intent, Spiritual Qi in dantian is mostly empty.

He took out a high grade Spirit Stone and held it in his palm, and swallowed two Top Grade Cloud Qi Pills. Han Muye closed his eyes and started to run the golden sun trick.

In the dantian, the sword qi is swirling around, and the sword bone in the body flashes with jade-colored aura. In the Divine Repository, the lightsaber formed by the Divine Soul sword qi keeps spinning.

When one high-grade Spirit Stone Spiritual Qi was exhausted, Han Muye pondered for a moment, took out the jade bottle containing Ziyudan, and poured out one of them.

For Earth Stage Awakening Spirit powerhouse, Ziyudan is a High Level spiritual medicine that communicates the world’s strength and inspires the fusion of Divine Soul and Power of Great Dao.

But in Han Muye’s view, the role of this medicine pill is to enhance Divine Soul Power.

The medicine pill is in the palm of the hand, wrapped in Spiritual Qi, and slowly fades away.

Wait to appear again, already in his Divine Repository.

A piece of purple spiritual mist constantly emits halo, covering the sword of Divine Soul, slowly raising it.

This is the correct use of immortal grade Dan.

After refining, it will be stored in Dantian Qi Sea or Divine Repository, and it will warm up and stimulate power.

This kind of treasure will only swallow all the power to break through the realm.

Divine Sense swept the entire Sword Pavilion through the black sword stuck in his hair. Han Muye found that both Old Six Huang and Gao Xiaoxuan were on the ground floor of Sword Pavilion at this time.

Old Six Huang is surrounded by several broken Spirit Stones, of which Spiritual Qi has been absorbed.

Able to absorb Spiritual Qi in high grade Spirit Stone, Old Six Huang’s cultivation base should not be weak.

It’s a pity that this guy pretends to be a mortal and walks on the mountain every day, attracting the admiration of those Jianmen Disciples.

Also an old yin.

“When—”

“When—”

The bell rang on Nine Mysteries Mountain.

Han Muye stood in front of Sword Pavilion and received the long sword from Fengshou Mountain.

Most of these swords were harvested by He Xuanqi and Wang Hui.

It is obvious that Nine Mysteries Sword Sect is deliberately creating the names of these two Disciples.

The sword technique of seeking fish from the edge of wood has also become a sought after presence in Disciples in the sect.

The story that Han Muye directed He Xuanqi in front of Sword Pavilion and let him and Wang Hui combine the two swords is also circulated in Sword Gate.

Holding the hilt of the long sword and pouring sword qi, Han Muye saw the battle situation in front of Fengshou Mountain through flashing images in his mind.

This sword is owned by the original Western Border Supreme Spirit Sword Sect Disciple.

The Supreme Spirit Sword Sect remnant forces, led by their Sect Master, took refuge in the Southern Desolate and fought against the Western Border various sects at Fengshou Mountain.

Southern Desolate also has Human Race forces.

It’s just that these Human Race forces respect Monster Race and acknowledge allegiance Monster Race.

In fact, Western Border also has Monster Race forces, and also acknowledges allegiance Western Border Human Race sect.

For Cultivation, for living, there is no right or wrong.

Only from the picture of the long sword, the Supreme Spirit Sword Sect has a difficult life with Southern Desolate.

In Han Muye’s view, it can only be having only oneself to blame.

From this sword, Han Muye also sees that the Southern Desolate powerhouse is indeed coming a lot.

On the other side of Fengshou Mountain, the battle may be even more intense.

Send the sword into the pavilion, register it, and wait for Han Muye to go out again, there is a tall bald head in a strong suit standing at the door.

Zhao Pu.

“Brother Han, while there is nothing to do during these days, let’s go to the secret place.”

“When I get back, I will go to Fengshou Mountain.”

“The battle with Wind Spirit Sword Sect is about to end, and my Nine Mysteries Sword Sect expert is slowly retreating.”

Zhao Pu looked towards Han Muye and whispered. Han Muye nods>In and

said: “I’ll tell Sixth Brother.”

After saying Lin, he turned his head and looked towards Shen: “structor Lin, are you ready?”

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It’s the end of the month, ask for a monthly pass!

Rolling.

Request a ticket.

Don’t tear.

Add more.

Accounting~

(End of this chapter)