Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

As Zhu ignored the sound and fell, a huge force fell from the sky and hit the boat.

It was as if the mountains were smashed down, and the sea surface was ten kilometers in a radius, and the water surface was pressed down by a hundred meters.

With such power, the boat sank instantly, the face of the young man lying on the bow turned red, and blood overflowed from the seven orifices.

Han Muye snorted coldly, raised his hand and stabbed with a sword.

Sword Ray stirred up the endless sea water and wrapped the boat.

The first sword of the water vein, Hengzhou.

A sword from Hengzhou can not only injure the enemy, but also defend himself.

Sword Ray mobilized the sea water, wrapped the boat ups and downs, and transferred all the rolling force into the water waves.

Water is soft.

No matter how strong the pressure is, it is just an extra layer of waves.

If it is in the endless sea, Han Muye's affinity with water can't attract much seawater, and he can't bear the heavy pressure of the sky.

But outside the Broken Star Island, the waters are clear, all the waters are soft and docile, and the affinity is in harmony with the seawater, as well-behaved as their own arms.

The giant force was vented and turned into a raging scroll.

The young man lying on the canoe breathed a sigh of relief, looked up, and saw the sky full of water, like a sky.

He turned his head slightly, with a hint of excitement on his face, kowtowed to Han Muye, and whispered: "Daxian, Daxian..."

He never knew that there were practitioners in the world who would protect mortals.

On Firefly Island, which practitioner would rescue a mortal person?

This Daxian seems to be different from those people.

Han Muye didn't care about him, just raised the sword in his hand again.

At this moment, in mid-air, the blood-stained Zhu Ignore stared at Han Muye, his eyes passing through the water curtain like a sword.

Beside him, an old man in a black robe, with his hands behind his back, was full of power.

The old man had long beards fluttering on his chest, his body was more than seven feet tall, and his eyes were narrowed.

"Haha, to have such a friendly water vein, I don't know what is the relationship between the little friend and the Water Spirit Palace?" The old man's voice was light.

"The old man, Zuo Tianya, Seven Lights Pavilion, perhaps, what happened today is just a misunderstanding."

Hearing the old man say a misunderstanding, Zhu ignored his eyes and stared, turned his head to look, and lowered his head again.

Water Spirit Palace, Seven Lights Pavilion.

From the jade-colored sword, Han Muye saw pictures of various forces on Broken Star Island.

On the fifteenth floor of the Three Palaces and Seven Pavilions, the inheritance of the six-story sword pavilion that Han Muye was looking for was one of the seven pavilions, the Liukui Pavilion.

The owner of the jade-colored sword was once the shopkeeper of the Yujing Sword Shop on Yinghuo Island under the Liukui Pavilion.

Water Spirit Palace, Yuling Palace, Wan Yao Palace.

The three palaces with mysterious inheritance, among which there are many great cultivators, are the first forces on Broken Star Island.

Each of the seven pavilions also has a strong person in charge, and they are not evenly divided.

As for the fifteenth floor, each has a large cultivator, and each has its own site and business.

Broken Star Island is an island full of business.

This Zuo Tianya belongs to the Seven Lights Pavilion. Perhaps, behind the Seven Lights Pavilion is the Seven Lights Sword Sect.

Han Muye could feel the tyrannical power coming from the other side.

This is a kendo cultivator with at least Expanding Aperture Fifth Stage or above.

Without the power of Taoism and the suppression of the endless sea, this one's combat power is extremely strong.

However, for Expanding Aperture and cultivator, Han Muye's spirit is stable, and he is not afraid of a battle.

"Misunderstand?"

"Maybe you have misunderstood. I am not from the Water Spirit Palace, nor do I belong to any of the three palaces."

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, and he pointed the front of the sword in his hand.

Hearing his words, Zhu ignored him and grinned, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Zuo Tianya speaking again: "It's okay to misunderstand, I don't know each other, on behalf of the Seven Lights Pavilion, the old man welcomes the little friend to Broken Star Island."

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Han Muye to reply, he laughed, turned and flew away.

Zhu ignored the smile at the corner of his mouth and froze, not knowing what to do for a while.

The blade in Han Muye's hand turned slowly, pointing at Zhu Ignore.

Zhu ignored it for a while, gritted his teeth, and said nothing, turned and fled away.

He was not seriously injured, and was frightened by Han Muye's tactics, and he did not dare to face Han Muye again.

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

Not a fight, nothing.

Anyway, he came to such a Fragmented Star Island for the six-story sword pavilion related to the jade-colored sword.

The six-story sword pavilion is related to the three-day inheritance in the Xianyuan world. Han Muye has long wanted to know what the last three days were like.

The more practitioners he came into contact with, the more curious he became about the three days in the world of Xianyuan.

Is that really the place to rule the world, the countless places of Power?

Why did Tianxuan Daozu say that the last three days was not a good place?

When Zuo Tianya and Zhu ignored them and left, the young man lying on the bow deck sat down and exhaled a few long breaths.

Seeing that Han Muye turned to look at him, the young man hurriedly lay down again: "Da Xian, the villain's name is Zeng Daniu, he is a fisherman."

Saying that, he kowtowed a few times, and then said: "Daxian, you want a blood sacrifice, the villain is willing to sacrifice his life, but I just hope Daxian will give me half a day, and I will arrange the family and the young."

Looking at Zeng Daniel's expression, Han Muye really looked like he was willing to be sacrificed in blood.

On Firefly Island, are there really many such mortal blood sacrifices?

Han Muye hasn't seen this thing in Jade-colored Xiaojian, or Xu Fan's life is too small, Jade-colored Xiaojian won't care.

"Okay, I will go to Yujing Sword Shop."

"You have arranged for the old and young at home, and come to Yujingjianpu to find me."

Han Muye nodded, his face was indifferent, his body moved, and he flew off the coast, then identified the downward direction and headed towards the middle of the island.

Over there, Spiritual Qi rises into a beam of light, and there is a continuous street market.

"Yujingjianpu..." Zeng Daniel's face was full of bitterness, he whispered, took a deep breath, and looked at the fish and shrimp that had been crushed into flesh in the fishing net in front of the boat.

He threw the fish and shrimp into the sea, shook off the fishing net, and caught a few more nets, and then drove the boat to the bay on the coast.

Over there, there are hidden small water villages, and some small canoes are moored.

At this moment, Zuo Tianya, who had already fled out of the waters outside Firefly Island, paused and turned to look at Zhu Ignore, who was following behind him.

"Uncle Master."

Zhu ignored the busyness and lowered his head.

Although he is the Expanding Aperture Cultivation Base, the Cultivation Base has encountered a bottleneck and has no hope of improving, and is not valued in Sect.

And this Uncle Zuo Tianya, not only controls the financial power of Sect, but also the great sword repairer of the blood slaughter side.

In front of Zuo Tianya, Zhu ignored his heart and felt guilty.

In the Seven Lights Sword Sect, there are no rules that do not allow the same sect to kill each other.

Zuo Tianya's eyes fell on Zhu Ignore, and he said lightly, "Do you know why I didn't do it?"

Why?

Zhu ignored his head and looked puzzled.

"The cultivation world is not just about fighting and killing, but more about the exchange of resources."

"You can eat, drink, and do things, why do you want to do it yourself?" Zuo Tianya narrowed his eyes and said softly.

eat and drink?

"Let's go, since that kid said that he is not in the third palace, his life is not worth much Spirit Stones."

"Let's go to the Destiny Building to issue a mission, 30,000 Spirit Orbs, it should be able to kill that kid."

Post a task?

Deadly Building?

Thirty thousand spirit beads?

That's worth 30 million Spirit Stones, and it's not a small number, but is it too little to buy a strong man who can hurt his Expanding Aperture sword cultivator?

Zhu Wuxiang realized that this Broken Star Island seemed to be completely different from the cultivation world.

It seems that the strong in the cultivation world are respected here, isn't it?

"Do you think that the rules of Broken Star Island are strange and different from the cultivation world?" Zuo Tianya said lightly without turning his head as he flew away.

Zhu nodded indifferently.

In the Sect, he also practiced for thousands of years, and the ancestors existed.

But in front of his uncle, he didn't dare to be presumptuous.

"Broken Star Island is specially opened by Endless Heavenly Venerate as a place to trade with several big worlds."

"The Yuling Palace, one of the three palaces, was set up by Yuling Daozong in Xianyuan World."

"Tianzun, do you know what it means?"

"The name of Yuling Daozong, have you heard of it?"

Zuo Tianya opened his mouth softly, turning his head to look at Zhu Ignore as if pointing.

Zhu ignored the horror flashing in his eyes, and nodded stiffly.

Tianzun, that is the top powerhouse in the realm, can suppress one realm, Cultivation Base's power in the unknown realm.

Xianyuan World, only when two or three Tianzun suppressed it, became a big world and ran rampant in all regions.

And the name of Yuling Daozong, how could Zhu Shishi, who has practiced for thousands of years, never heard of it?

That was one of the top Sects in the three days of Xianyuan World.

Yuling Daozong, there is Tianzun! Where is this Broken Star Island, and why are there so many great forces involved?

Zhu ignored the already at a loss.

Back then, his master warned him that if he encounters a life-and-death disaster during the Dao struggle, he should follow the directions to the Broken Star Island to avoid the disaster.

But he has no idea what kind of place is Broken Star Island?

Zuo Tianya shook his head, his figure attracted aura, and he went to a large island in front of him that looked like land.

Over there, there are spiritual lights shining on the island, and there is a trace of blood on it.

...

Firefly Island has a radius of about three hundred miles. In the sea area of ​​Broken Star Island, there are at least hundreds of islands like Firefly Island.

Han Muye arrived at the island's town market in just a quarter of an hour.

This street market is already a small town, and the contiguous fields outside the city can see that there are spirit medicines and spirit valleys planted in it.

There are also many spiritual fruits that Han Muye has never seen.

The field is clearly improved, with a hint of Spiritual Qi infiltration.

There are mortals who tend the fields, as well as practitioners who are full of spiritual light.

I don't know if these people are farming their own land, or which force they belong to.

Walking along the main road to the outside of the city gate, Han Muye could see many practitioners in the city.

On the bluestone-paved avenue, practitioners come and go in different clothes and Cultivation Bases.

On the contrary, the vast majority of practitioners are smiling.

This Broken Star Island seems to be a paradise for cultivation.

Walking on the bluestone road, the surrounding scenery overlapped with the jade-colored sword's memory, Han Muye narrowed his eyes and walked slowly.

There are shops on both sides of the street, some sell talismans, some sell medicine pills, some sell books, some sell array plates...

Some shops have three or five door faces connected together, with extraordinary momentum, and some shops only have a small corner door.

There are still many people on the side of the road, placing some spiritual materials, spiritual medicine, or pill furnaces, swords.

What's interesting is that there are many ordinary people in the market full of practitioners, either working as servants or selling some food.

This kind of sight, Han Muye has only seen in the imperial city.

But the Imperial City was the essence of the entire Profound Sky World.

If all the hundreds of islands on the Broken Star Island were the scene of this street market, it might not be inferior to the Profound Sky Imperial City!

Behind Broken Star Island, I am afraid there are unimaginable forces!

After crossing Sanli, turning four blocks, looking up, Han Muye saw a small two-story building.

"Yujingjianpu."

The slightly mottled doors and windows and the moss on the stone steps show that no one has come for a long time.

The branches and leaves of the two magnolia trees in front of the store have covered the windows of the small building.

Someone in the shop on the side of the road saw Han Muye standing still in front of the Yujing Sword Shop, and asked, "Is this fellow daoist here to comment on the sword?"

"Fellow daoist Zhao Yujing left Firefly Island 30 years ago and never came back."

"If you are looking for someone to comment on the sword, you can go to the Chuanhe Sword Shop on Langping Street."

Han Muye turned his head to look at the shop selling fishbone utensils, with a smile on his face, he said, "You are the fifth uncle Jia."

Jia Wu, the memory in the jade-colored sword is that he is connected to the situation, he is enthusiastic, and has a good relationship with the owner of the sword, Zhao Yujing.

Jia Wuyi was taken aback and looked at Han Muye with a blank look on his face.

"My name is Han Muye, and Zhao Yujing is my uncle. He got the chance and returned to Sect. He told me to come to Yujing Sword Shop."

"Uncle Zhao said that Uncle Jia is warm-hearted. Anyone who doesn't understand the business in the sword shop can ask Uncle Jia."

Hearing that Han Muye said that Zhao Yujing had the opportunity to return to Sect, Jia Wu's face was filled with joy and a bit of envy.

He looked at Han Muye, nodded and said, "It's still your big Sect, not like our Rogue Cultivators..."

Speaking of this, he stood up and said to Han Muye cupped hands: "Jia Wu has met Shopkeeper Han. I have been hanging out in the market on Firefly Island for many years. If there is anything that Shopkeeper Han doesn't understand, feel free to ask."

Han Muye cupped hands saluted, walked to the closed door of the sword shop, raised his hand, and a golden Sword Ray hit the door.

There is a record of the door opened in Jade Sword. Even if there is no record of it, Han Muye cannot be beaten by the method of inheritance and closure of the sword pavilion.

Seeing that Han Muye opened the store, Jia Wuxi breathed a sigh of relief, and he was really relieved.

Cultivation Technique can't deceive people, it's not a classmate who has been immersed in practice, and can't open the door of the sword shop so easily.

Han Muye said that he is the Sect descendant of the owner of the sword shop, Zhao Yujing, and it should be true.

The sword shop opened here, attracting people from the surrounding shops to watch.

Jia Wu then introduced Han Muye's identity.

Many people were envious of Zhao Yujing's opportunity, and then greeted Han Muye.

According to Yujianzhong's memory, Han Muye only said what his uncle had told him, and identified the identities of several well-known shop owners.

In this way, people will no longer doubt.

The Sect behind Zhao Yujing is the master of kendo. When he opened this sword shop here, he was also a big face.

Looking at Han Muye's bearing at this time, it doesn't look like he came out of a small Sect.

In fact, most of the practitioners on Broken Star Island are Rogue Cultivators, who came here by chance, and then attached themselves to various major forces to discuss life.

For people of great power, there is some fear and flattery by nature.

Han Muye chatted with everyone, and turned back to the store after getting familiar with it.

The first floor of the sword shop is a wooden frame like a sword pavilion.

Zhao Yujing's identity is a disciple of the sword pavilion, and he is not even qualified to control a three-story sword pavilion. This Yujing sword shop is his preparation for the accumulation of swords.

It's a pity that he died when he went out to look for opportunities.

Most of the wooden frames on the first floor were empty. There were only one or two swords that were covered with dust. They were still low-level swords that didn't even count as spiritual weapons.

This Yujing sword shop originally sold swords, and sometimes helped people to judge swords.

As a disciple of Jiange, his knowledge of swords cannot be compared by outsiders.

Zhao Yujing has accumulated a lot of contacts on Firefly Island to help people comment on the sword, so that he can get some news of opportunity.

On the second floor of the small building, there is a quiet room for practice, as well as a living room for reviewing swords.

It's just that Zhao Yujing hasn't returned for 30 years, and this small building is covered with dust.

Han Muye patrolled upstairs and downstairs, and then started cleaning.

That jade-colored sword was related to the chance of the six-story sword pavilion.

But it is not easy for him Han Muye to get the sword pavilion.

At the very least, he must first be Zhao Yujing's nephew, to operate here, to accumulate contacts, and to attract the attention of the practitioners of the sword pavilion.

Without the guidance of the disciples of the sword pavilion, he would have nowhere to look for the six-story sword pavilion.

It took half a day for Han Muye to clean up the quiet room on the second floor of the small building.

When he went downstairs, he saw Cao Daniu lying on the side at the door, looking over.

Seeing Han Muye go downstairs, Zeng Daniel was busy lying on the stone steps and said, "Daxian, Zeng Daniel is here, I would like to sacrifice blood for Daxian."

Hearing his words, Han Muye nodded and said, "How did you explain it at home?"

Zeng Daniel was taken aback by Han Muye's words.

He lowered his head and said softly, "I, I told my mother-in-law that there is a great immortal who will accept me as a servant, and I will return in three years."

"Well, if I don't come back for three years, she will take the child and find another family..."

Zeng Daniu lowered his head and his voice became even lower.

"Well, then you can be a servant in this shop. You will have food and lodging in the shop, and go back to visit relatives once a month."

"Salary or something, it depends on your performance. If the business in the store is good, three or five pieces of Spirit Stones a month is still acceptable."

Han Muye looked at the darkening sky outside the door and said lightly.

"Ah?" Zeng Daniel raised his head blankly.

He's here to give his life a blood sacrifice.

In the water village, for three or five years, there are always people who have been cultivating practitioners' blood sacrifices.

For mortals outside the city, this has become a routine.

Zeng Daniu told his family that he was a servant, and when he didn't return for three years, he had already guessed the look of his mother-in-law.

"You don't want to?" Han Muye frowned: "If you don't want to, then hurry up and leave the city before dark."

Don't want to?

Zeng Daniel said he didn't want to be stupid.

On Firefly Island, as long as anyone who can be a servant of a practitioner, won't that family have no worries about eating and drinking?

The wind and waves hit the island, and ordinary people go hungry for half a year.

Zeng Daniu supports a family by himself, and he can have a little savings, which he fought for his life at sea.

On Firefly Island, the most nourishing mortals are those who are employed as servants by practitioners.

"I will, I will!"

Zeng Daniu was busy kowtowing to Han Muye, and his forehead hit the bluestone steps with a "puffy" sound.

"Okay, you can make a floor on the first floor of the store in the future, get up early every day to open the door, and close the door at night, so you can't neglect it."

Looking back at the dusty first floor, Han Muye raised his hand and said, "You clean up by yourself, I'll go find some bedding."

Zeng Daniel hurriedly said that he didn't need a quilt, he was at sea, and he slept when he lay down on the small sampan.

Han Muye didn't bother to pay attention to him, went out to look for a shop that sold household items, took a piece of Spirit Stones, bought a quilt and some furniture.

Also custom made some wooden frames.

After 30 years of unattended care, many items in the sword shop have decayed.

A piece of Spirit Stones, not only bought various items, the boss also promised to deliver all kinds of wooden frames to the door tomorrow, and also helped to trim the magnolia tree in front of the door and repair the doors and windows in the store.

When Han Muye returned to the shop, he saw that Zeng Daniel had cleaned the first floor, wiped the counter and the wooden frame, and was taking the hammer he found somewhere to repair the wooden frame.