Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Driven by less than a hundred years, get the opportunity to become a Taoist ancestor!

Yun Duan didn't know what method Han Muye used to make all Tianxuan Tianjing become staunch Tianxuan supporters.

The Magic Treasures controlled by Han Muye, Daoist Daoist and Zhao Yunlong all have their own intelligence, and they don't need him to act at all.

Going to the Immortal Spirit World and breaking through several worlds, looking at it now, it is the Profound Sky World that is the root of one's own, and the place that truly feels cordial.

"boom--"

The bowl spun and turned into a thousand miles of spiritual light, directly covering the army of millions of celestial beings standing in front of the wasteland.

"Since there are so many backers in the wasteland, why didn't he come directly?" Someone asked in confusion.

Those who have selfish intentions are directly expelled from Tianxuan and serve as military pawns on the front line.

If he doesn't come, Lu Yang and his army alone will not be able to go back in a hundred years.

a shine.

A huge golden tiger slowly got up from under the desert.

The remnant land also moved, slowly drifting in the direction of Tianxuan.

Anyway, no one knows how strong Xianbao is.

Before the Profound Sky World, Han Muye stood still.

Fairy treasure.

After speaking, Han Muye stepped into the imperial city without waiting for a response.

"Red dust..."

In the battle of Daoism, strength comes first. If there is not enough strength to win the Daoism battle, everything is nonsense.

This is the power of the wild beast, which has surpassed the limits of this world.

His words made everyone stunned.

As for himself, he has to practice.

The bowl above Han Muye's head vibrated, and the Buddha's light radiated from it, covering thousands of miles.

Many times even Yun Duan couldn't make a decision and had to ask Han Muye for help.

Seeing that Han Muye and the others were about to leave, a fairy Saint in black armor gritted his teeth and shouted, "Kill—"

The first thing he did when he left the country was to directly enter the Imperial City Academy, convened the academy to teach and students, and selected three thousand scholars of Confucianism and Taoism to form a senator who handled state affairs.

With a wave of Lu Yang's hand, the Tianxuan Army formation followed behind Han Muye and walked quickly.

"Overlord."

With such a robbery in the Profound Sky, they can’t wait to come back ten times a hundred times in the future!

My father Hua Mo left Tianxuan, can he really come back?

On the avenue, a figure wearing a green robe and carrying a long sword came slowly.

"Is it for the purpose of conquering the 10,000 Heavenly Realm? Heavenly Realm is just, it's not enough..."

The power of this bowl is to devour!

According to what he said, there are too many things in the Profound Sky. In addition to local government affairs, there are also tens of millions of troops outside the world that need to be handled.

What's more, there are still decades of this battle, why should we fight now?

Devour!

Not only Lu Yang, but Gongsun Shu, Dongfangshu and others also flew over.

At this moment, a palpitating boundless power emanated from the wasteland.

Anyway, Han Muye can't die.

Buddha into the spirit!

If this fairy treasure can be mastered, the same rank is invincible.

"Go, go home."

Murder, steal treasure!

Han Muye strode forward with bowl in hand.

Han Muye's ultimate goal is to bring the wasteland back to Tianxuan.

"Zhihu, the sixth sister-in-law was taken over by Princess Yunjin and has already entered the palace to see the emperor." Qian Yiming shouted from behind.

At this time, Xiang Lingshuang was no longer an elephant clan boy who didn't even dare to kill people, but a big cultivator who was decisive in killing and powerful.

The power of this treasure can stop digital Saints from joining forces.

What's more, Buddhist practitioners are more sacrificial. Han Muye put forward the bargaining chip of returning the bowl of fairy treasures to Changyuan Buddhism after the Taoism struggle, which shows that it is really difficult to refuse.

When all the auras dissipated, the army of millions of fairy spirits had disappeared.

Outside the door, there was not a single grasshopper.

Gao Xiaoxuan carried the sword on his back, his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

At this moment, a golden beam of light appeared on everyone.

This is a wasteland.

A lot of times, the rich really do whatever they want.

Han Muye nodded: "This immortal treasure is far from being formed, at least it will take decades of refining."

Whether it is to gather the heavenly realm or run amok in the fairy world, it is not the purpose.

Therefore, Han Muye did not have a fight, but directly led the wasteland back to Tianxuan.

In the future, Tianxuan's big and small matters will be handled by these 10,000 senators, each performing their own duties, and the new emperor Yun Duan will decide on major matters.

Taking advantage of this time, not only might he win the battle, but he might even snatch the immortal treasure.

He couldn't wait to turn back to the Southern Wilderness, to see his own clan, the clan elders and the others.

Even the Daozu Power who witnessed the Dao struggle had to suppress the heaven and the earth with all his strength. He didn't have time to pay attention to this place, let alone a few small Saints?

Han Muye stood up, Huang Zhihu threw the boy in his arms and ran out.

"Imperial City, I'm back after all."

There is no combat power.

After all, Han Muye is still in power under the new emperor.

No matter how good the fairy is, it is not its own home.

The aura of light that has not been killed appears, the power of this treasure is to devour the enemy, and then turn it into its own power.

On the threshold, the same tiger head, the boy with slightly longer eyebrows raised his head.

The sound of roaring in the void came.

Standing aside, Qian Yiming's eyes flashed, and he glanced at Han Muye, then at the Mang Wasteland.

By this time, who is not a hardcore supporter of Tianxuan?

go home.

How could an immortal treasure be made in a few days?

Protect Tianxuan, and have no regrets in life and death.

In one year, the weather in the Tianxuan Imperial City changed drastically.

"Look at Yuting's Medicine Pill, it hasn't been sold for a long time."

The first three or two months were a bit chaotic.

"Uncle, why didn't you just destroy the army of fairy spirits in one battle before?" Lu Yang looked at the beasts and strange beasts in the wild relic, and said in a low voice.

Still, Tianzun?

This treasure is temporarily unavailable.

In the hands of Han Muye, a golden seal was condensed.

But when the millions of troops are refined, the power will be terrifying.

"Brother, this is the Token of Ten Thousand Demons." Xiang Lingshuang, a tall and strong man with two swords on his back, strode forward, holding the Order of Ten Thousand Demons in both hands, and bowed to Han Muye.

In his hand, a Star Spirit Orb appeared.

But Han Muye didn't care.

"Don't make trouble, your big brother Xiaoxuan will be back in a few days."

The stronger the power stored in these treasures, the stronger the combat power.

The sky is golden.

Han Muye raised his hand and stroked it lightly in the void, as if stroking the top of the black tiger's head.

Han Muye smiled, but did not speak.

"Go, go home."

He led the wasteland back to Tianxuan, overcoming all kinds of obstacles along the way.

"It turns out that his backhand was here from beginning to end." Someone sighed.

This is Han Muye standing on the Imperial City Great Hall, refuting the words of those generals and civil servants.

Facing Han Muye, this Heavenly Dao has infinite longing.

Huang Zhihu nodded and muttered, "I can really give birth..."

Han Muye whispered.

"In the land of Taoism, the seniors will need to contribute in the future."

The Myriad Heaven Realm powerhouse behind Han Muye wanted to return to Tianxuan.

Turning around, Han Muye strode out.

"We are all alive."

No one could have imagined that in the end, Han Muye's bluffing and swagger led the relics to turn back to Tianxuan.

When the news came out, the powerhouses in the fairy world were stunned.

"Haha, Su Sheng fellow daoist, come to my Daming Mountain when you are free."

If Junior Sister Mu Wan was still in Danyuan Pavilion, would she have children?

Han Muye's figure fell outside the imperial city, in the sky and the ground, bowing all over.

"It's more than wisdom, an immortal treasure is a bargaining chip, such courage, I am afraid that I am waiting for the Taoist ancestors, and I can't bear it."

"Where did you get so much emotion, boy?" Han Muye squinted his eyes and looked at it. "The magic is suppressed?"

There are so many wild beasts, no one can stop them.

Following the news, endless wealth gathered in Tian Xuan.

Participating in Taoism is for chance, not to lose money.

Splitting and attacking, the Tai Xuan army could not exert enough combat power, and could be destroyed in one battle.

"You're the prime minister of the state, you're sitting here, who would dare to buy Medicine Pill?" Huang Zhihu muttered angrily.

Han Muye led the Tianjing and the army behind him to break through the siege directly, and flew out of the wasteland.

If it is selfless, then see which side's proposal has a greater effect on Tianxuan winning the Taoism battle.

...

Homecoming.

"Mr. Han, you go first." Lu Yang snorted and flew up to stand in front of Han Muye.

The power of the Immortal Treasure will not be revealed until the millions of troops are refined.

Without thinking about how to restore the strength of those divine beasts, Han Muye waved his hand and led the 10,000 Heavenly Realm behind him back to Tianxuan.

The black tiger looked at Han Muye with excitement in his eyes.

As soon as Saint retreated, Tianjing dared not stay where he was.

Qian Yiming was shocked and wanted to step forward to stop it, but he felt that he couldn't stop it at all.

If an immortal treasure is in the hands of Saint, its combat power is that the Taoist ancestors have to retreat.

He didn't even look at the fairy world Saint, which was frozen in mid-air.

Speaking lightly, Han Muye raised his hand to put away the bowl.

Now she just wants to go to the fairy boat to see her sister, and then dance another dance.

At the entrance of Danyuan Pavilion, a hairy boy climbed into the threshold.

But she wasn't ready to investigate.

Those big monsters and beasts with Monster Qi rising thousands of miles and covering the sky, have no combat power?

In fact, the big monsters and beasts in the wasteland have not recovered their strength!

If you can't win the battle of Taoism, everything is nonsense.

Those Taoist ancestors who witnessed the Taoist struggle were also speechless for a while.

This look made Han Muye laugh out loud.

"boom--"

Han Muye raised his hand, and a purple-gold bowl appeared in the sky.

"Yeah, I have seen many old acquaintances. Back then, I had a lot of dealings." Someone responded.

The most iron thing in the world is nothing more than a piece of wandering in the sky.

The immortal treasure takes shape, and its power is unknown. Whoever dares to step forward will definitely be struck by thunder.

Heavenly Dao in the wild wasteland was born out of Han Muye.

Behind him, the great cultivators of the heavenly realm were silent.

One by one, the heavens greeted each other, and then flew away.

The bowl turned into a thousand miles of aura, floating indefinitely.

His combat power has reached the realm of transforming gods, the place of Taoism, and transforming gods is already the best.

The other four figures also moved.

ten years.

Besides Closed Door Training, he just returned to Danyuan Pavilion and sat behind the counter in a daze.

Besides, how can you be willing to let Han Muye and the others go like this?

The fragments of the gathering demon clock, the seal that controls the authority of the Profound Sky, the two items appeared at the same time, causing the halo of the sky outside the Profound Sky to surge.

From the boy at the beginning to the current Prime Minister Han, from watching the excitement at the beginning, to the admiration now, Han Muye has the qualification to be valued in front of the Taoist ancestors.

"In the end, the truth is still a sword cultivator." Han Muye smiled.

"When does the truth need your help?"

Everything before that was just a bluff!

At the moment when these alien beasts and mythical beasts woke up, the power of Heavenly Dao in the wild wasteland condensed and turned into the phantom of black tigers.

Looking at the Yellow Fat Tiger in front of him, Han Muye smiled even more.

"This son, Prime Minister Han, is amazing..." Finally suppressed the surging and shattering power of the heavens and the earth, and the Taoist ancestor whispered.

There are just so many divine beasts, and it takes too much power to restore their strength.

Han Muye Closed Door Training in the Imperial City and did not exit until a month later.

"Father, don't come to Danyuan Pavilion in the future. If you stay here again, our Danyuan Pavilion will go bankrupt." Huang Zhihu, who was wearing a yellow dress, looked at Han Muye and complained.

Zuo Yuting, who was standing at the door, showed a smile on her face.

The senators composed of the students of the Imperial City Academy, the generals who returned from the front lines, and the representatives dispatched by various forces dealt with the big and small matters of the Profound Sky in an orderly manner.

The five Saints in the fairy world looked at each other with solemn expressions.

Han Muye has a headache.

The Immortal Treasure Bowl devoured an army of millions, and it definitely took some time to refine.

"He Tianzhen, don't wake up yet!"

Saint?

With the power of these divine beasts, it is completely possible to wipe out tens of millions of immortals in one battle, and even kill their Saint powerhouses. In this way, the Dao conflict is almost over.

At this moment, everyone on the side of the fairy world was resigned.

Han Muye's expression didn't change, he turned around and led the deserted land to the Profound Sky World.

The barren wasteland wrapped in aura crashed into Tianxuan.

At this moment, no answer is needed.

Looting so many treasures from the Star world and bringing them back to Tianxuan would naturally allow Tianxuan Spiritual Qi ascending, not to mention that the power in the desolate wasteland is even stronger.

When the senator handles government affairs, the Manchu civil and military authority is deprived, and it is natural to be dissatisfied.

"boom--"

Guided by Han Muye’s various seals and Myriad Demon Tokens, he crashed into Tianxuan without the slightest hindrance.

No one dared to stop Han Muye with a bowl in his hand.

"Boy, grown up."

"Tianxuan Han Xiang, really great wisdom..." In the void, there was a Taoist ancestor.

The remnants of the wild desert enter the Profound Sky and combine with the Southern Wilderness, and the Southern Wilderness Monster Race will definitely be incomparably tyrannical in the future.

One after another army formations were encircled again, to surround the wasteland.

At this time, Han Muye grew up, and Xiang Lingshuang's eyes turned red.

Entering the bowl as a spirit is not difficult to do compared to relying on one side's forces.

As outsiders think, refining an army of millions takes time.

Han Muye's judgment on these matters is that since it cannot be decided, it depends on whether the two parties have selfishness.

He spoke out in the fairy world, and he didn't do it today, and it would be difficult to explain it after he went back.

Outside the imperial city, practitioners bowed down one by one.

Han Muye has the power to dominate.

This division and siege was more dangerous than the previous siege of the entire Profound Sky army.

All the celestial practitioners had smiles on their faces.

Han Muye returned to Tianxuan for a month, and the Spiritual Qi concentration of the entire Tianxuan increased tenfold.

Now that Han Muye has put this treasure here, it can be used as an army.

"Shoot." The big man in black armor raised the long knife in his hand and flew up.

"Congratulations to the return of Prime Minister Han—"

Han Muye smiled and looked outside. The Nanhuang Snack Shop next door was booming, and Shao Datian and Cuicui had already given birth to a litter of little ones.

The little guy with the tiger head whined a few times, and a voice came from behind: "Sister, I am Xiao Wu, he is Xiao Liu."

As soon as his body moved, he had already appeared on the wasteland.

This is a fairy treasure!

If it wasn't for Han Muye's birth of Heavenly Dao, how could the wasteland return to Tianxuan?

As soon as they entered the Profound Sky, endless aura enveloped their bodies.

It seems that everything is in his calculations.

"Om-"

Countless strong men from the fairy world watched helplessly, Han Muye led the wasteland to Tianxuan.

At this moment, even those Dao Ancestor Power who witnessed the Dao struggle were moved by many people.

The purple bowl fell into Han Muye's hands, shrouded in golden light.

"And this treasure requires a lot of power infusion. Staying here, you can continue to devour the powerhouses of the fairy world."

Fairy treasure takes shape!

A mountain range collapsed, and a ten-foot-tall ox stepped out.

"boom--"

Come out of Tianxuan again!

Then he will go bankrupt.

Back then, when we attacked the wilderness, several Heavenly Venerates shot together.

What do all the powerhouses who come to the land of Taoism seek?

The army kept on going until it entered the Profound Sky Land for a million miles, where countless Profound Sky Army formations formed a line.

"Everyone, practice hard, and the truth may come out of Tian Xuan at some point."

As long as they bring back the enormous wealth on their bodies, they can let themselves and the power behind them expand in an expansive manner.

It can only be said that if someone is an envoy, the power of the immortal treasure can be stronger.

Such a treasure, how could it be necessary for others to control it?

Huang Zhihu reached out and hugged: "Xiao Wu, did you come by yourself?"

Even if you don't die, you get hurt, and you need a lot of money to recover.

Xiang Lingshuang bowed, turned around and flew down the wasteland.

All the mythical beasts in the Wilderness Relics looked at Han Muye, nodded, and flew to Nanhuang with the whole land.

As long as ten years, their own Sect family can rise.

"Haha, Baxia, you are still alive."

Immortal treasures are made, and they don't even have time to warm up, and the stored power depends entirely on the interpretation of the spirit of the artifact.

Han Muye only used Shi Ming's power to use less than 10% of the battle power of the fairy treasure to shock the opponent.

The endless Buddha patterns on the purple-gold bowl were intertwined with the thunder, from the original size of a hundred miles, it was reduced to no more than the size of a palm.

Everyone who followed Han Muye out of Tianxuan showed excitement in their eyes.

Han Muye kept saying that her father would send someone back, but I don't know if it was true or not.

"Is it worth it to protect this splendid Star with the lives of countless people?"

In ten years, everyone has the confidence to raise their Cultivation Base to an unimaginable level.

Han Muye looked at Xiang Lingshuang and spoke loudly.

"Brother Wang Yuan, remember that you must come to Jianling Lake, and this Sect Leader will treat each other."

In the void, Yun Duan's voice sounded.

The 3,000 senators are only temporary, he needs to be recruited from the various forces in Tianxuan, as well as from the army outside the realm, to make up 10,000 people.

"Do you think that I can't go out and hang out with you because I put your fat tiger in the Danyuan Pavilion?" Han Muye raised his head and said lightly.

"That's right." Han Muye nodded and said with a chuckle, "If these seniors regain their true power, I wouldn't mind sweeping down the fairy world in a war."

On his other hand, the Ten Thousand Demon Token appeared.

Can't he support himself?

She couldn't see through the ability of her own Prime Minister Han.

"Xiang Lingshuang, you invite the seniors to Nanhuang to cultivate."

Not just a chance!

A big river surged and a crocodile roared.

Everyone can only see that from the beginning to the present, Han Muye has traveled through Tianxuan, went to the fairy world to loot, refined a fairy treasure, and then led the wasteland and thousands of troops to return.

When the wealth is gathered to the extreme, many things will come naturally.

The only change now is, Han Muye.

Countless immortal armies began to frantically attack the Tianxuan front.

On the contrary, the Tianxuan royal family strongly supported Han Muye's decision.

"boom--"

"Han Xiang, don't you bring this treasure back to Tianxuan?" Gongsun Shu asked in a low voice, seeing that Han Muye left the immortal treasure bowl here.

Hearing his words, Han Muye chuckled lightly: "This treasure has Master Shiming as a spirit, and how to act, the master is at his own discretion."

After three months, after the three hundred senators were exiled, Han Muye did not need to intervene in the affairs of the imperial city.

This world has the special power of a wasteland.

Ahead, the five Saints from the fairy world looked at each other and retreated unconsciously.

Gao Xiaoxuan grinned: "Almost, I'll wait for your Medicine Pill, Senior Brother."

I didn't take a closer look when I left Xuan Tian before, but now I look at it again, and the world of Xuan Tian is lush and prosperous.

Han Muye stood at the door, his eyes on the avenue.

Fighting side by side, whether it is Confucianism or spirituality, whether it is Taoism or military generals, they are all comrades.

The answer is in the heart.

...

"Han Xiang, those ancient divine beasts who have just awakened, I'm afraid they don't have much combat power, right?"

Not to mention Saint, even Daozu would not dare.

This little girl has grown big in the blink of an eye, and she can explain herself to the sixth brother.

Hearing the gift, Huang Zhihu had a hint of anticipation on his face.

"Shan Chief, this treasure is placed here, aren't you afraid of being captured by the powerhouses in the fairy world?" Dongfang Shu asked with some doubts.

The demon light intertwined on the wasteland was so strong that the heaven and earth could not hold it.

"Mr. Han, the sixth sister-in-law of Jinyang City in Western Xinjiang has arrived at the imperial city." Qian Yiming's voice sounded at the door.

Han Muye took the ten thousand demon order, raised his hand and patted Xiang Lingshuang's arm.

Attacking the Tianxuan defense line, the fairy world will take ten times the life to fill it!

Turning his head, Han Muye's bowl flew up.

If it were so easy to break through the defenses that the Profound Sky World had built outside the world for so many years, Wen Mosheng would not be qualified to sit firmly in the position of Prime Minister for ten thousand years.

The stronger the Power, the more cherished his life.

He turned his head and looked at the Tianjing practitioner behind him.

These mythical beasts and beasts who exhausted their strength to carry the wasteland back then all raised their heads and looked forward.

Huang Zhihu made an "oh" and turned to run towards the palace.

Who dares to stop?

The Spirit Orb fell, and the stored power directly turned into a torrent.

No one knows what Han Muye went through so much for.

"He came with a gift from the sixth brother."

No one answered.

In the Southern Wilderness, the wild beasts descended, and the imperial city returned to the heavenly realm.

"boom--"

Daozu?

"Long time no see, seniors."

Looking at Lu Yang and the others, Han Muye's expression did not change.

The power in the Star Spirit Orb awakened the wild beasts that were sleeping in the past.

Lu Yang's words made everyone else nod.

The vast power turned into a demonic light that enveloped millions of miles.

Thirty million troops retreated, and Saint and Tianjing retreated.