Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Han Muye used the method of three thousand sword marks to kill Tianmingmen in the Tao-breaking realm on Miyue Peak, and the entire Mitian Sword Sect was shocked.

Regardless of whether they are elders or disciples on Miyue Peak, who would not want to be able to master such a sword technique?

Han Muye is willing to teach, and Mi Yuefeng will come to learn as long as he has time.

As for how much he can comprehend, Han Muye doesn't care.

The sword marks on the more than ten stone tablets were not difficult for him to understand, but for ordinary Miyue Peak disciples, they were the ultimate principles of swordsmanship that were difficult to understand.

As long as you have a superficial understanding of these principles of swordsmanship, your cultivation and combat power will undergo earth-shaking changes.

In more than ten days, the strength of Zhang Mingyuan and other disciples on Miyue Peak has improved a lot.

Two of them have made rapid progress. From the original state of first knowledge, they directly condensed the fruits of the sword and became the state of seeking the Tao.

Such an immediate improvement made the disciples on Miyue Peak even more crazy.

Every morning, Zhang Mingyuan and others wait in front of the classics building.

When Han Muye practiced kendo, they watched under the stone steps.

After Han Muye left, they confirmed each other's gains and learned from each other.

No matter how turbulent the Mi Tian Sword Sect and the outside were, Mi Yue Peak was silent and without any sound.

A month later, the Tianming Sect and the disciples of the Mitian Sword Sect fought, and both sides won.

It is said that Mitian Peak disciples suffered a lot of losses.

In two months, the two sects, from disciples to elders, fought several battles, large and small.

Because the disciples of each peak were not united, the Mitian Sword Sect suffered greater losses than the Tianming Sect.

Many peaks are full of complaints.

Among them, Mi Yuefeng has not participated even once.

For the next six months, Miyue Peak was basically closed.

The Mitian Sword Sect and the surrounding sects were fighting incessantly without interruption at all.

…

Miyue Peak.

The square in front of the main hall.

"Buzz——"

There was a sword cry, and a green long sword with three feet of sword light struck down.

Opposite the sword's edge, two long swords with the same sword light flew out and blocked the sword.

The edge of one sword vibrated and turned into overlapping water waves, while the other sword flickered uncertainly, as if it were illusory.

Yuxu Sword Technique and Mihong Sword Technique.

The masters of these two sword techniques are naturally Miyue Peak disciples Zhang Mingyuan and Wang Yun.

The owner of the slashing sword on the opposite side was He Yuliang, the deacon of Miyue Peak and half-stepped into the realm of Taoism.

At this time, He Yuliang had tried his best, but the combination of Zhang Mingyuan and Wang Yun's swords prevented him from making any progress.

A master who is halfway into the Taoist realm is actually invincible in front of other disciples of the younger generation.

This situation made the Mi Yue Peak disciples who were watching around express emotions on their faces.

Half a year ago, who would have dared to imagine?

"combine."

Zhang Mingyuan shouted loudly, and the sword light in his hand pierced out.

Net Wang Yun beside him had already had a tacit understanding, and the originally trembling sword edge pressed forward.

The two swords borrowed strength from each other and collided with He Yuliang's long sword.

The three-foot sword light vibrated and shattered inch by inch.

He Yuliang gasped and took a few steps back, with a trace of dejection on his face and a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Even though Zhang Mingyuan and Wang Yun could defeat him, his gains and improvements in the past six months were not small.

At this time, he can definitely defeat himself half a year ago.

"when--"

"when--"

In the distance, the bell that summoned the elders and masters of the peaks to discuss matters rang again at Mitian Peak.

Everyone in front of the main hall turned their heads, with a bit of disdain on their faces.

Nowadays, Miyue Peak does not care about foreign affairs, and other peaks and even the entire Mitian Sword Sect seem to have forgotten them.

"How many times is this this month?"

"Haha, this must be the fifth time. The bell of Deacon's death has almost never stopped ringing."

Everyone was talking in low voices.

In the main hall, Han Muye, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes.

In his eyes, streaks of golden sword light flashed.

The origin of swordsmanship, the power of the great avenue.

Above his head, the golden Dao Fruit was spitting out sword energy one after another.

No one knows that his Dao Fruit is not a heterogeneous Dao Fruit that can accommodate the power of different avenues, but actually condenses hundreds of Dao Fruits!

A kind of original power of the Dao is condensed into one Dao Fruit. Han Muye's Dao Fruit is condensed into a total of 830 Dao Fruits.

The Tao fruit is not the substance, and the golden elixir condensed into it is not the substance.

More than 800 Tao fruits are condensed in one place, and outsiders only think they are alien Tao fruits.

At this time, these Tao and Fruit overlap each other, and the power within them blends into an inch of illusory space.

If a master from the Pantian plane saw this, he would definitely scream in surprise.

There is clearly no trace of the avenue in this inch of illusory space.

This kind of space transcends the realm of annihilation, steps through the realm of the extreme realm, and creates a space above the great avenue of Ling.

In the Pantian plane, only by transcending the realm of the extreme realm and entering another level can one control the space.

This is another level of one's own power, the Origin Realm.

Entering the primordial realm, the great road is outside, and everything you desire will eventually turn into your own power.

The Tao does not falsely seek from heaven and earth.

When he entered the First Yuan Realm, Han Muye could feel his restraining power loosening slightly.

It's not that he really relaxed, it's that the power of the Pantian Altar that imprisoned and sealed him was divided into a trace and fell into the primordial space.

Regardless of this inch of primordial energy, there is at least a hundred square meters of space in it.

With this primordial space, various treasures that Han Muye had previously obtained in the prehistoric and galaxy universes could also be selected and stored.

Pills, weapons, and treasures that are not powerful enough to induce induction in the Pantian plane can be quietly thrown into the Shiyuan space.

In the Shiyuan Realm, there are only two people within a radius of 100,000 miles.

"Xia Mingtang finally can't wait anymore?" Looking outside the hall, Han Muye whispered, and in a flash, he had reached the stone steps outside the hall.

At this time, in the square in front of the stone steps, a group of Miyue Peak disciples blocked the two figures.

Mi Xing Peak elder Yao Hecheng, and another young man in his thirties wearing a green robe and carrying a sword.

Yao Hecheng saw Han Muye with a complicated expression on his face.

"Han Zhangfeng, the sect leader has ordered you to go to Mitian Peak to discuss matters."

Yao Hecheng spoke loudly.

The young man beside him raised his hand, and a stream of light shot towards Han Muye.

The stream of light that stopped in front of Han Muye was a jade sword that was as long as a foot.

The order of the patriarch.

"Hmph, I, Miyue Peak, suffered heavy losses before, and now I am unable to participate in the sect's battle."

"Yes, you should have known when you attacked Miyue Peak that our Miyue Peak is vulnerable."

In front of the stone steps, several voices sounded.

All the disciples had expressions of dissatisfaction on their faces.

Especially looking at Yao Hecheng, who had a good relationship with Guo Hua at the beginning, anger appeared on his face.

Yao Hecheng shook his head and only looked at Han Muye.

"Han Zhangfeng, this time Tianmingmen and several other major sects are besieging the Mitian Sword Sect. The sect is in danger. If the Mitian Sword Sect really collapses, Miyue Peak will not be able to escape."

The young man standing next to Yao Hecheng spoke loudly.

Speaking of this, the young man glanced around and said calmly: "As for the grievances between Mitian Peak and Guo Hua Peak, and even all of you, my father has been imprisoned in the Sect Sword Prison and received the punishment he deserved."

"I, Xia Lang, hereby promise that no matter who is in charge of the Mitian Sword Sect in the future, I, the Mitian Peak, will never abandon the sect and will never betray it."

Looking up, the young man stared at Han Muye: "Han Zhangfeng, the sect leader said that as long as you contribute to the sect, after this crisis, you will be qualified to become the successor to the sect leader of the Mighty Sword Sect."

"This is what Peak Master Guo Hua wanted from the beginning."

After the words fell, the square was silent for a moment.

Everyone looked at Han Muye.