Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The origin of the heaven and earth in the Pantian plane is stable and complete. If you have not reached the Tao realm, you cannot fly in the air with a sword by relying on the power of the Tao fruit you have condensed.

Han Muye's current body cultivation level belongs to the peak of Chuzhi Realm, because he has not yet condensed the fruit of the great path belonging to the Pantian plane.

In fact, his body has been refined countless times, and his power level has already broken through the barrier of life and death, breaking through the cycle of cause and effect, and is not far from the realm of domination.

It's just that the origin of the Pantian plane is shackles in his body, and he has condensed most of his power into the sword of the true spirit. The body needs to refine the origin from scratch before he can regain his strength.

Once your own strength is combined with the true spirit sword in your hand, and the human sword becomes one, you can directly enter the domination.

The eight disciples of Miyue Peak followed Han Muye, using the power of the sword in their hands to lift themselves three inches off the ground and run quickly.

If you are a body-refining practitioner, you will walk quickly, one step at a time.

After running for eight hundred miles, the nine people stopped on a hill.

Thousands of miles away is the headquarters of the Mitian Sword Sect.

Looking from a distance, one can see that the sword energy covers the sky and lingers.

Zhang Mingyuan held a three-foot wooden box in his hand and stood behind Han Muye with a solemn expression.

After a practitioner of the Tao realm in the Pantian plane dies, his or her own Tao fruit will dissipate, and the physical body will soon feed back to the world, leaving only the remains of the refined bones.

Those who practice body training will be left with a piece of gold and jade bones, while those who practice swordsmanship will be left with a spine that looks like a sword.

These condensed bones will be collected in the sect to warm and nourish the weapons in the sect.

The Pantian plane has a rather indifferent view of life and death.

"Junior Brother Zhangfeng, can you really make Master's sword bone return to the Sword Raising House?" Holding the wooden box, Zhang Mingyuan looked at Han Muye.

Guo Hua was being sought for treason. Although the Miyue Peak disciples were not convicted, it was still unknown whether they would be able to return to Miyue Peak safely.

"Practice in this world is ultimately just about respecting the strong."

"If Miyue Peak is strong enough, Master Guo Hua will not die."

Han Muye had an indifferent expression on his face and looked towards a sword light flying towards him in the distance.

The sword light was three feet above the ground and moving in the air. It was obviously in the Tao realm.

Condensate the Taoist fruits and seek the Taoist realm.

"Zhang Mingyuan, the sect leader has ordered that the disciples of Miyue Peak be transferred to Yuntian Gorge to garrison. There must be no mistake."

The escaping figure hovered ten feet away, standing three feet high, shouting coldly.

This man looked to be in his fifties, with a cold and sharp sword energy lingering around his body, supporting his feet.

Wearing a black robe and carrying a green-edged sword.

Looking at the wooden box held in Zhang Mingyuan's hand, a sneer flashed across the visitor's face: "Is Guo Hua dead?"

"That's fine, Mi Yue Peak has always been arrogant. Do you really think Mi Tian Sword Sect respects Mi Yue Peak?"

These words made Zhang Mingyuan and several Miyue Peak disciples behind him look ugly.

But none of them dared to move lightly.

Even Zhang Mingyuan only has the cultivation level of someone who has just entered the realm of seeking the Tao, and his strength is still far from the real realm of seeking the Tao.

"People from Mitian Peak?" At this moment, a voice sounded.

Standing in front, Han Muye put his hands behind his back and spoke calmly.

"Xiao Heyang, the deacon of Mitian Peak, is the deacon of the outer sect of Mitian Sword Sect and is in charge of the sect's garrison duties." Zhang Mingyuan nodded and whispered: "He practiced Xiao Xumi Sword Technique of Mitian Peak. He was seeking Taoism ten years ago. territory."

"Hmph, Zhang Mingyuan, this person is not a member of our Mighty Sword Sect. If you dare to reveal our secrets to outsiders, this crime will be enough for you to suffer in the forbidden area for ten years." Dao Realm Deacon Xiao Heyang snorted coldly, and his eyes fell on Han Muye .

"roll."

He raised his hand and waved, and a sword energy struck Han Muye head-on.

If Han Muye couldn't block this sword energy, he would be worthy of death.

If you can block it, you have to consider whether you can offend the Mitian Sword Sect and whether you can become an enemy of Xiao Heyang!

Seeing the sword energy at his head, Han Muye took a step forward.

He did not draw his sword, but with a single movement of his body, he was already carrying the wind and thunder, and flew up three feet.

This speed completely stunned Xiao Heyang.

How could a tall and thin swordsman with a sword hanging from his waist have the strength and means of a physical practitioner?

Xiao Heyang subconsciously drew his sword and swept across it, but the sword was only halfway out when Han Muye raised his hand to suppress it.

"Bang——"

A kick hit Xiao Heyang's chest and abdomen, knocking him down from mid-air!

This kick broke Xiao Heyang's ribs in his chest and abdomen, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Xiao Heyang, who was trampled on the ground, couldn't even struggle.

one strike.

A sword cultivator who stepped into the Tao realm didn't even have a chance to draw his sword.

Zhang Mingyuan and others who were watching this scene clearly had their eyes shining brightly at this time.

Han Muye's power exceeded their imagination!

Could it be that Han Muye has already entered the Taoist realm?

Reaching out to lift Xiao Heyang up, Han Muye threw him and knelt down in front of Zhang Mingyuan.

"You are disrespectful to Peak Master Guo Hua. I should have killed you, but I need you to go back for questioning, so I will spare your life."

Han Muye's cold voice made Xiao Heyang tremble all over as he kept vomiting blood.

He knew that the person who wanted to kill him just now was just spending a little more effort.

Yu Shaogang, who was standing behind Zhang Mingyuan, stepped forward quickly, pressed Xiao Heyang's head, and kowtowed several times to the wooden box containing Guo Hua's sword bones.

"My name is Han Muye, a disciple accepted by Lord Guo Hua and in charge of Miyue Peak."

"I will send Master Guo Huafeng's sword bones back to the Mitian Sword Sect's sword-raising house. The sect needs to welcome the return of Master Yifeng's sword bones with the etiquette."

"Before we return, all guilt charges against Master Guo Hua and Miyue Peak will be cancelled."

"Elder Yangjianlu," Han Muye said with a hint of coldness in his voice, "Go to Miyue Peak and kneel down and wait."

Xiao Heyang remembered what Han Muye said, covered his chest and staggered away, not even daring to take away his sword.

Han Muye raised his hand and took the sword into his hand.

The sword is three feet long, has a cold edge, and the forging method is not very sophisticated. The important thing is that the spiritual material itself is strong and has a complete origin.

This is the benefit of the upper plane. Any artifact placed on the lower plane can be an unmatched treasure.

A faint qi and blood poured into the sword body, and the sword trembled slightly.

Memory images appeared in Han Muye's mind one after another.

Practicing in Mitian Sword Sect, inheritance of swordsmanship on Mitian Peak, Xiao Xumi swordsmanship.

Compared with the swordsmanship that Han Muye learned in various places in the lower planes, the swordsmanship of the Pantian plane is extremely crude.

This so-called Sumeru swordsmanship, with its leaping and turning, agile blade, and unpredictable reality, was in Han Muye's eyes inferior to even the most superficial swordsmanship on Jiuxuan Mountain.

It's not that the people in the Pantian plane have poor training and inheritance. On the contrary, the sword theory of Xumi swordsmanship is quite brilliant. If the power of heaven and earth is induced to join the body, it will really be invisible.

The reason why the Mitian Sword Sect's swordsmanship seems crude is that the origin of the upper plane is complete and stable, difficult to activate, and the suppressive power of heaven and earth is also strong, making many people unable to make fine movements and unable to sense the nuanced origin power.

Guo Hua's research on swordsmanship is right. He should explore the subtleties and find strength from the smallest details.

It's a pity that he hasn't even stepped into the realm of Dao Destruction, and he hasn't gotten rid of the constraints and suppression of the Dao on him. Naturally, he can't truly see the direction of practice.

"Let's go back to the Mitian Sword Sect." Han Muye said calmly, then moved forward and ran forward.

Zhang Mingyuan and others followed closely behind.

In the distance, in the direction of the Mitian Sword Sect, sword lights were turbulent, seeming to sense the arrival of Han Muye and the others.

The chilling atmosphere began to spread.