Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

It was not the first time that Han Muye saw the appearance of the Immortal Realm.

Among the several treasures passed down from the fairyland, he has seen the appearance of the fairyland.

Immortal spirit is lingering, immortal Buddha is everywhere.

But those are all kinds of memory pictures, after all, it is different from the personal experience at this time.

Immortal qi, the traces around the body penetrate into the body, with the power to tear the meridians, it is the celestial qi.

Different from absorbing the stored immortal qi in the mortal world, these immortal qi entering the body at this time run directly in the meridians of the body, which can stimulate the power of the mixed blood.

Moreover, Han Muye discovered that these immortal qi roaming through the meridians, even if they are not stimulated by exercises, can also bring the power of immortal qi.

This trace of power will quietly change the body, meridians, and soul.

This is completely higher than the power of aura, and the gap is not an order of magnitude at all.

The power contained in a trace of immortal energy can be a hundred times that of the same amount of spiritual energy.

No wonder the immortal world exists above the mundane cultivation world, and countless practitioners want to ascend to the immortal world.

Cultivating with the immortal energy in the immortal world can indeed make people reborn and have stronger power.

Who is not infatuated with power?

"Om-"

Han Muye was surrounded by a faint fairy light.

The big man leading the way turned his head quietly and breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, he was a disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect. Before, he just completed the task in the lower realm.

If it is not a person in the fairy world, how can it directly stimulate the power of fairy energy?

"You don't have a good flying sword?" Han Muye moved, walked side by side with the big man in black armor, and said loudly.

The big man glanced at the sword light at Han Muye's feet, and his eyes were full of envy, "If you report back to the son, the villain is only on duty from outside the sword sect, so how can he be qualified to use a good sword..."

The sword at Han Muye's feet was a high-class magic sword, and it was still very fast. Just by pouring a little spiritual energy into it, it was able to show fast.

Just now, Han Muye tried it out, and when he replaced it with the immortal energy running in his body, the speed of the sword's escape was instantly increased by more than ten times, and the sense of sluggishness that was originally transmitted on it disappeared.

The power of aura is too suppressed by the power of the world in the fairy world, the power is reduced by more than ten times, and it is difficult to replenish.

This is a problem.

One's own spiritual energy has become a consumable, and it is used a little less, while the immortal energy can only absorb a small amount for the time being, which is equivalent to a low-level practitioner who has just started to practice.

No, cultivator.

Han Muye was a little curious. The two avatars of the Endless Heavenly Venerate, as well as the water spirit of the Spirit Armor Demon Race, possessed how much immortal energy they could support being hunted down.

As for himself, he is not in a hurry. The immortal energy reserve he possesses can be called a huge amount.

"Come on, this sword is for you, give me your broken sword." Han Muye raised his hand, and the low-grade spirit-level long sword at the feet of the black-armored man flew into his hand.

In his hand, a high-grade spirit weapon long sword flew out.

The big man in black armor grabbed the long sword, his face full of surprise.

A high-grade spiritual weapon of a sword is worth a hundred times that of a low-grade spiritual weapon.

"Du Sanzhen, thank you so much for your reward." The big man bowed to Han Muye gratefully.

"Hurry up and refine it." Han Muye waved his hand, holding the big man's long sword, with an indifferent expression on his face, he waved his hand impatiently.

From Du Sanzhen's point of view, this appearance clearly shows that he dislikes him for being too slow to fly away.

Sure enough, he was a disciple of the great sect of Xianmen, and he directly rewarded him with a high-grade spirit weapon because he was slow in escaping!

He hurriedly held the long sword, urging the immortal energy in his body to refine it, and he didn't care that the induction between himself and the long sword that had been refined by himself for countless years disappeared.

The disciples of the Xuanling Sword Sect have some means to cut off the connection between themselves and the sword.

He focused all his attention on the long sword in Quick Refinement's hand, and did not think carefully about why Han Muye, a major disciple, switched swords with him, and why he cut off his connection with the long sword.

Han Muye held the sword in his hand, and found that the long sword contained a trace of immortal energy.

His own immortal energy circulated, and the sword intent poured into it, destroying the thoughts in this long sword, and all the memories in it were like flowing water, showing in his mind.

The name of the sword is Changming, and it is made of Qingliu iron.

The sword is three feet two inches long and weighs nine catties.

This surprised Han Muye.

He originally thought that the swords of the immortal world should all be engraved with immortal patterns, but he didn't think that it was just a spiritual pattern in the world of ordinary practice.

The immortal treasure, the supreme treasure, that came from the immortal world in his own hands, was actually engraved with immortal patterns.

But he also understands that the immortal qi that the immortal pattern urges consumes too much.

The power of the spirit pattern is not as good as that of the immortal pattern, but it is better because it is driven by immortal energy, and the consumption is very small, which is suitable for those low-level practitioners.

From the Eternal Sword, Han Muye finally had a sufficient understanding of the cultivation world of the immortal world.

There are several major sects in this immortal world, including the Xuanling Sword Sect, and the Bloody Battle Sect that currently rules the lower realm.

The immortal world is vast, with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles. Practitioners rarely go out of their own area. If they want to go far, they are connected by teleportation arrays.

But for a Jindan practitioner like Du Sanzhen, he couldn't afford the Immortal Spirit Stone of the Teleportation Array at all.

The low-level practitioners in the immortal world are also in the three realms of heaven, earth and human beings, but the cultivation is immortal, and it is more difficult to get started than the cultivation of spiritual energy in the lower world, and there are fewer practitioners.

In this way, the fairyland is vast and sparsely populated and rich in resources, and the various sects basically gather around the mountain gate station, giving up the wilderness.

Those wastelands have become a paradise for all kinds of beasts and beasts.

The so-called outer sect disciples like Du Sanzhen are attached to the sect, and then take various expedition missions and earn immortal spirit stones to practice.

In the Immortal Realm, there are many such scattered cultivators.

Du Sanzhen's cultivation knowledge is limited to this place called Yuzezhou, and the strongest people he has seen are only a few experts in Wonderland.

Among them was a disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect, Yu Zezhou.

This sword sect guard disciple named Wang Minghe shot in the wasteland, and three swords killed a monster at the peak of the sky.

Comprehend the swordsmanship of Xuanling Sword Sect, listen to the wind in the river.

Although it was only three moves, Han Muye had already figured out the trajectory of Xuanling Sword Sect's swordsmanship.

Coupled with the two sets of Xuanling Sword Sect's basic swordsmanship that Du Sanzhen exchanged for the mission reward, Han Muye could really display the Xuanling Sword Sect's swordsmanship at this time.

After Du Sanzhen had refined the long sword for a few minutes, the flying speed was several times faster.

Han Muye followed behind him, neither hurried nor slow, as if taking a leisurely step back, which made Du Sanzhen even more admired.

Along the way, Han Muye kept digesting some information he found from Du Sanzhen's long sword.

Immortal world is too big, all kinds of low-level news are intertwined, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

But because of this, he can easily make up the source of his origin, his swordsmanship, etc.

"Om-"

In front of him, Du San shook his sword light for a while, and Han Muye followed him above a small hill with pavilions scattered around.

Various sword lights were already seen flying around, and the spells were floating in the air.

Du Sanzhen took out a jade card in his hand, and a faint fairy energy poured into it, but after a while, three sword lights flew down.

This sword light is fast, and the fairy energy is clear.

The man in front of him was wearing cyan half-armor, with a long sword on his back that was light-transmitting, his hair was held in a bun with a wooden hairpin, and his jaw was slightly whiskered.

Behind him were two vigilant youths, both carrying long swords with a faint blue light on their bodies.

"Disciple of this sect?" Jianxiu in the 40s glanced at the jade card in Du Sanzhen's hand, and then looked at Han Muye who was following him.

Han Muye's body had a faint light of sword light, and there was a green energy lingering around him.

But based on this, it cannot be concluded that he is a disciple of Xuanling Sword Sect.

Du Sanzhen turned to look at Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded, and a blue sword light appeared around his body.

This time, this Jianguang is not only a secret note of being a disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect, but also the blessing of the basic swordsmanship of the Xuanling Sword Sect.

Sure enough, when the sword light appeared, the expressions on the faces of the three people in front of them softened a lot.

The middle-aged Jianxiu nodded and said loudly, "My name is Wang Jintai, guarded by Jianzong who is stationed in the Fuliao Wasteland."

"It's impossible to determine your identity based on this mark alone, come with me."

With a movement of his body, he turned to a cyan four-story attic standing below.

The sword pavilion, or the sword tower.

That is the same sword tower as the Shangtianyu sword pavilion, but slightly changed in shape.

This sword tower looks more aggressive, not just for hiding swords like on Jiuxuan Mountain.

For the disciples of Xuanling Sword Sect, the sword tower is their own dojo, their own sword domain.

Entering the sword field of the outsider's dojo, unless you have ten times the strength, you can't break it at all.

Of course, if it is my own, I will not worry about the danger.

Han Muye didn't hesitate, and with a movement, he flew directly to the sword tower.

One of the two young Jianxiu flew down directly, and the other turned to look at Du Sanzhen: "Whether it's a disciple of this sect or not, the reward for your mission will not be small."

After speaking, without waiting for Du Sanzhen to bow in joy, he left directly.

Before Han Muye flew down from the sword tower, he stepped in, and suddenly felt the power of the sword penetrating into his body.

There is also the investigation of the power of the soul of Sisi.

Fortunately, whether it was Sword Intent or Divine Soul, they were all at one touch, and they did not cause a counterattack from Han Muye's body.

The middle-aged sword repair king Jin Tai stood in front of the sword pavilion, staring at Han Muye, holding a cyan long sword in his hand.

"My Sword Sect recognizes swords first, and people later."

He looked at the young Jianxiu who came behind Han Muye and nodded slightly.

"Zhang Yunji came to ask for advice."

The long sword is unsheathed, and the sword follows the person.

After all, it is the disciple of the big sect. This sword is only released, and it has caused the sound of wind and thunder.

Immortal swordsmanship exercises also focus on artistic conception.

"Wind and Thunder?" Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, he raised his hand and drew the long sword from the sword box behind him.

He didn't turn around, but the long sword attracted a hint of cyan fairy energy, turned it upside down, and collided with the surging clouds and sword light from behind.

Wind and Thunder Swordsmanship is one of the basic swordsmanships of Xuanling Sword Sect.

One of Du Sanzhenxiu's two basic swordsmanships is the Sword of Wind and Thunder.

When he was waiting for the weak space in the wasteland before, he used the wind and thunder sword to mobilize the power of the formation.

"Bam—"

The sword collided with the sword, and there was a sound of muffled thunder.

"What a style of cloud and thunder suddenly appeared!" Zhang Yunji's eyes lit up, and the sword in his hand turned to the left, bringing out an arc, revealing a golden thunder light.

Han Muye still did not look back.

The sword entered three points, and the long sword in his hand remained motionless.

A cold light flashed in Wang Jintai's eyes in front of him.

This made Zhang Yunji frown, and the sword in his hand was three points faster.

Just when the long sword was handed three feet behind Han Muye, Han Muye's sword finally moved.

"Om-"

People follow the sword, and the breeze is the companion!

This sword also has the sound of wind and thunder, but it is like a breeze, and the sword shines through thunder.

"Thorn-"

The long sword in Han Muye's hand touched the edge of Zhang Yunji's long sword. Zhang Yunji was shocked and took a step back. Han Muye took advantage of his strength to double his stature. With a flash, he appeared behind Zhang Yunji.

His sword touched Zhang Yunji's vest, three inches.

For a moment, the ice cold sword intent penetrated his body, and Zhang Yunji only felt that his vest was wet with sweat.

The immortal space is countless times more stable than the mundane world, and the speed of practitioners is also greatly suppressed.

The speed that Han Muye showed just now is something that Zhang Yunji would not be able to achieve even after cultivating for a hundred years.

He is the eighth level of Jindan.

It was obvious that Han Muye was at least in the heavenly realm.

"That's right, Feng Leidong has cultivated to this speed, at least a hundred years of work." In front, Wang Jintai nodded and watched Han Muye put away his sword.

Han Muye stepped forward and walked by Zhang Yunji's side, and said softly, "Your Yunlei Yin should be slowed by three points, and you need to store up the power of Yunlei."

Han Muye's words shocked Wang Jintai in front of him.

Zhang Yunji's shoulders trembled, he pondered for a moment, a surprise flashed on his face, and he bowed: "Thank you for your guidance, senior."

Walking into the sword tower, the layout is different from that of the common sword tower. There is less sword storage and more distribution of various arrays.

This is obviously a sword tower used as a means of attacking and killing, not for storing swords.

Wang Jintai, who turned around in front of the long case in front, smiled and said, "I don't know the name of the junior and senior disciples, but which Highness does he come from?"

Calling Junior Brother, naturally, recognized Han Muye's status as a disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect.

The strength Han Muye showed just now was the power of the heavens, which was too weaker than Wang Jin, and looked younger than him in terms of qi and blood.

"Han Muye has met Senior Brother." Han Muye cupped his hands and said loudly, "I came from the Temple of Heaven."

Speaking of this, he paused for a while, with a look of regret on his face: "I am a trial disciple accepted by the master. I only know that the master is from the Temple of Heaven, but I don't know the name."

"Master fell in the mortal world, and in a critical moment, he sent me to the fairyland with a teleportation formation."

From the memory of Du Sanzhen's long sword and Guan Dongyun's token memory in the Hall of Asking Hearts, Han Muye knew the inheritance rules of the Xuanling Sword Sect, and the disciples needed to be recognized by the master before they could be admitted to the sect.

Named trial disciples are not qualified to know the master's name.

Moreover, the Xuntian Hall was the main hall in front of the Xuanling Sword Sect in terms of combat power, and there were eighteen hall masters of Guangtian Wonderland.

The person in charge of the Temple of the Heavens, who was in charge of the slaughter and expedition, suffered great damage.

Many strong people have fallen outside, and there has been no news for countless years.

"Heaven Survey Hall..." Wang Jintai showed a hint of regret on his face, and said softly, "I also wanted to join the Heaven Survey Hall back then, but unfortunately, I didn't pass the test."

The identity was recognized, the two talked again, and the atmosphere was much more harmonious.

Although Han Muye showed that he was not very familiar with the Immortal Realm, his insights on swordsmanship, as well as some secret legends about the Xuanling Sword Sect and the Temple of the Heavens, all made Wang Jintai's eyes light up.

Obviously, Han Muye's master was not an ordinary disciple in the Temple of Heaven.

Of course, being able to start the teleportation formation and send the disciple back to the Immortal Realm itself shows that his identity is unusual.

"Junior Brother Han, although your identity has been recognized, you still need to participate in a trial to be recognized as a sect disciple."

"The trial is in Yunlu City, which is 80 million kilometers away. Yujian Feidun needs to pass through the entire Fuliao Wasteland."

Wang Jintai looked at Han Muye and said softly, "The wasteland is dangerous, why don't you stay here temporarily and wait for a long time to go."

Han Muye nodded, stood up and cupped his hands, "Everything is according to Senior Brother's arrangement."

Speaking of this, he raised his hand, and a cyan long sword in the sword box behind him flew down from his palm.

This is a magic weapon, only one level lower than the middle-grade magic weapon behind Wang Jintai.

"When the junior brother came, this sword is a gift to the senior."

A magic sword!

This meeting ceremony is a heavy gift for Wang Jintai.

Wang Jintai showed joy on his face, took the long sword, hesitated, and handed out a two-foot short sword.

You can't just accept or send gifts.

Regardless of whether it is in the world of immortality or the world of practice, the rules of human relations are roughly the same.

"Although my sword is only a mid-grade spiritual weapon, it represents my identity."

"Within a radius of one million miles, the junior and junior brothers can travel unimpeded."

Han Muye smiled and took the sword.

It doesn't matter whether it is smooth or not, what he wants is the memory contained in this sword.