Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

No one would have thought that after Han Muye's edict was issued, the first person to act was Zhongzhou Daomen.

The three million army of Xuanyang Guard has not yet assembled, the million monsters of the Southern Wilderness have not yet set off, and the Zhongzhou Daomen has broken its head for 30,000.

Several Taoist semi-holy relatives came to the imperial city, begging Han Muye to increase the amount from 30,000 to 50,000.

Fifty thousand is not enough.

There were a total of 10,000 people who went to the Heavenly Realm outside the world last time. Among them, there were nearly 2,000 people outside the Imperial City and the Southeast Daomen.

This time, except for the more than 100 Closed Door Training breakthroughs, everyone else signed up.

In the past three years, the newly promoted Heaven Realm, even if it is still consolidating the Cultivation Base, has been called to break the door and set off.

For the remaining 40,000 people, the sects of the Taoist sects selected and competed through their own sects and foreign sects, and gathered them within half a month.

It is said that the scene is hot, and countless strong players are fighting for each other.

No way, everyone wants this opportunity.

Each of the heavenly realms who returned from Tianxuan last time brought back endless wealth.

What is endless?

It is wealth that can be squandered and used at will by any Sect.

A Sect that was already tight, spends 3 million Spirit Stones every year, and the whole Sect worked hard to earn Spirit Stones just to keep the cost.

But when his Sect Leader returns from outside the world, he directly announces that all missions in the entire sect have been cancelled, and everyone's only mission is to practice with all their strength.

Then the Sect Leader directly threw out the treasures worth billions of Spirit Stones and piled them up in the treasury. He turned around and went to Closed Door Training. Before leaving, he said that there is not enough.

If it's a Sect, that's all.

The key is that the Heavenly Realm powerhouses who have returned from various Sects are so arrogant.

Those sects with few disciples and many masters in the sect, the first thing to do after the return of the heavenly powerhouse is to find relatives.

All those who have a good relationship with their own Sects, who have no heavenly realm, and all who are related to each other and who have no heavenly realm, are all recruited.

Originally, many Sect disciples had backbone, how could their own inheritance be discarded?

Then they gave in.

One person is divided into ten million Spirit Stones. How can you refuse these disciples who are only talented and have spiritual powers?

In the past three years, the style of fighting for wealth in the cultivation world of Zhongzhou has prevailed.

All practitioners are envious and jealous of those who are in the heavenly realm with Prime Minister Han.

But there is nothing to do with these people.

These powerhouses collude with each other, control the top of the cultivation world, and one by one still has wealth, and it is a tactic of throwing money at every turn.

Many Gold Core masters who have practiced hardship for hundreds of thousands of years are often criticized in private.

How can we rely on Spirit Stones for spiritual practice?

To have Spirit Stones, who doesn't know the Cultivation Base yet?

The hard and simple traditional virtues of the spiritual world have all been corrupted.

Of course, these ascetic Gold Cores also responded most positively to Prime Minister Han's recruitment this time.

They should carry forward the tradition of hardship and simplicity, let the brilliance of the tradition shine on Han Xiang, and let everyone suffer together.

So, he did his part.

Regardless of the troubles outside, Han Muye only after all the troops gathered, held the golden seal in his hand, opened the gate of heaven, and stepped out of the Tianxuan.

Immediately behind Han Muye were the three million sword cultivators led by Huang Zhihusui.

Gao Xiaoxuan stood behind Huang Zhihu without saying a word.

On the side of Gao Xiaoxuan, wearing white clothes and carrying two swords, was Bai Wuhen, who had stayed on the Yunjin Immortal Boat for a long time.

The last time Han Muye summoned the Heavenly Realm to go out of the realm, Bai Wuhen turned back to the Southern Desolate Clan and missed it.

This time, when Gao Xiaoxuan came, she would follow whatever she said.

At this moment, the breath of the three million sword cultivators was contiguous, and Sword Qi was swirling around.

The long swords on their backs are all standard swords, and there is no difference in appearance.

After three years of running-in, the power of the sword array has already become.

This time, Han Muye is going to test the strength of their battle formation.

After the sword formation, the millions of Southern Wilderness Great Demons were loose and messy.

But there are many ancient mythical beasts mixed in the big demon team, which is why Han Muye recruited the Southern Wilderness Demon Clan.

This time, he wanted to restore the strength of the divine beasts and alien beasts in the Southern Wilderness as much as possible.

Behind them are those Taoist powerhouses with green light in their eyes.

50,000 sect practitioners, among which the lowest Cultivation Base is also Gold Core Fifth Stage.

This time, the Taoist powerhouses have come out in full force.

Flying out of bounds, Han Muye marched with an army of millions.

"Xiang Han, aren't you going to pick up the fellow daoist from the Jinnan Star Region?" Tao Zhixing looked at Han Muye and said with a frown.

Beside him, several Confucian cultivators from the Jinnan Star Region also frowned.

They came to teach in the academy two years ago, and they knew a little bit about the last time Han Muye brought Tianjing out of the Tianxuan battle, but not particularly detailed.

Although the heavenly realms in the imperial city have received huge benefits, there are not many publicized ones.

After all, practitioners and families, Taoism and Confucianism, have different attitudes towards practice.

Those who returned from overhaul of Confucianism, Taoism and Heavenly Realm seemed to be a little more lavish at most, and their voices were louder when they drank flower wine.

"Brother Tao, since he is out of the world and such a large army is dispatched, how could Prime Minister Han just pick up the fellow daoist from the Jinnan Star Region?" Xu Wei obviously knew more, and said with a smile.

Turning her head to look at the Daomen Heavenly Realm that had been unable to hold back her excitement, Xu Wei Nunu said, "Look, they look like they are welcoming people?"

Tao Zhixing and the others turned their heads, and what they saw were those Daoist practitioners with green eyes.

Picking up people like this, even picking up a peerless beauty, wouldn't have such an attitude...

In the void, at this moment, countless spiritual thoughts are intertwined.

he came.

Tianxuan Han Xiang, who had been silent for three years, once again led countless powerhouses to dispatch.

What is he going to do this time?

Those Taoist ancestors who witnessed the Taoism struggle, all cast their spiritual thoughts over them.

The power of divine sense is too strong, and the surrounding void is shaking.

This situation made Tao Zhixing and others panic again.

What is this Prime Minister going to do?

Those who pay attention to Han Muye are not only those Taoist ancestors.

The fairy world also paid attention to it for the first time.

The originally attacking army quickly gathered.

The power of the strong army led by Han Muye is surging, and if they attack with all their strength, they will surely sweep the front line.

The army of the fairy world gathered, waiting to meet Han Muye's army.

It's just strange that Han Muye didn't lead the army to the fairy world this time.

The direction of the army he led was flying in the opposite direction to that of the fairy world.

A month later, the army has reached the edge of the battle for Taoism.

What is this for?

The fairy world is puzzled.

Daozu was puzzled.

The army behind Han Muye was puzzled.

What those armies want is to plunder the fairy world and make a fortune.

It's not like walking around in the void like this.

What Daozu from all sides wanted to see was what shocking Han Muye did, not just watching him lead the army and swaying like this.

As for the fairy world, the original strict formation has also become loose.

Many of the assembled army continued to attack, and some slowly fell behind Han Muye's army.

Anyway, it is obvious that the target of Tianxuan Han Xiang this time will not be the fairy world.

If you plunder the fairy world, it is impossible to lead the army to go so far.

At this time, Han Muye led the army to a place where meteorites were dense.

Meteorites are staggered, and void cracks can be seen everywhere.

This is a dangerous place.

"Xiao Xuan, take action and sweep away these rubble." Han Muye let out a low voice.

Gao Xiaoxuan nodded, raised his hand to draw his sword, and the long sword was unsheathed with a "Cang Clang".

"boom--"

Thousands of miles of rocky void, a sword turned into smash!

An empty sword mark penetrated deep into the void.

"Walk."

Han Muye let out a low voice and flew forward.

Into the depths of this void?

what to do? If it weren't for Han Muye's prestige, those practitioners would have questioned it.

As Han Muye traveled thousands of miles, Gao Xiaoxuan swung out another sword.

Keep clearing the way, and there are more and more space cracks ahead.

At this time, many practitioners also felt that something was wrong.

It is said that this place has long been out of the meteorite zone, why are there still void cracks?

"The place where space is folded!" A black-robed overseer whispered.

"Fellow daoist Zhang said, here is the place where the alien world is hidden?" Someone exclaimed.

The practitioners around him turned their heads.

"Yes, in ancient times, many fragments of the divine court were sealed in the space folded.

The last time Han Muye attracted the wasteland, this time, is it to find a fragment of the divine court?

This is a place that is more precious and countless than the wasteland fragments!

According to legend, the divine court has the spirit of a fairy.

It was the Dao Patriarchs who discovered something was wrong earlier than these practitioners.

They have noticed it since Gao Xiaoxuan broke the void.

But in the depths of the void, even their spiritual thoughts could not penetrate.

This made the Taoist ancestors extremely depressed.

This time, Tianxuan Han Xiang must have discovered a great treasure.

"boom--"

Gao Xiaoxuan slashed out with another sword, the void in front broke open, and a broken pavilion appeared.

Around the pavilion, there are ruins.

A light blue breath spread out.

Immortal Qi!

It's really fairy spirit!

The extremely rich Spiritual Qi floats with a hint of cyan.

This space, which seems to be no more than a hundred miles in diameter, is mysterious.

"Walk."

Han Muye flew and landed in this hundred miles of land, with a breath on his body, he quietly absorbed Immortal Qi into the grass whip.

This is a fragment of the Divine Court, which was speculated by observing a track that Divine General remembered and remembered.

Various ancient treasures are scattered on the fragments of the divine court.

Any piece of spiritual material on the ground is invaluable.

Without Han Muye's orders, everyone began to search the ruins.

Around, there is jubilation.

Han Sang is Han Sang!

The treasures here are more valuable than the last time they plundered the fairy world!

"Tianyuan Daoist, this is the legendary Tianyuan Daoist!" A Daoist wearing a green robe held a blue stone in his hand, his face was full of surprises and his body was trembling.

"Is that the treasure that can comprehend the Great Dao, a single stone can comprehend a Great Dao, and go straight to the realm of saints?" The practitioners around were excited and gathered around.

"Haha, Yuanlingjin, this is Yuanlingjin!" A sword cultivator shouted excitedly while holding a foot-long gold iron.

"Fuck, you must refine the Yuan Lingjin of Magic Treasures? You are very lucky." Someone scolded through gritted teeth.

The value of each of these treasures cannot be measured by Spirit Stones.

That's right!

Han Xiang led everyone out of the Profound Sky. The last time he had accumulated so much wealth, this time, of course, it was something better!

This is the real big deal!

Han Muye, Huang Zhihu, Gao Xiaoxuan and the others stood in front of the dilapidated building.

Other practitioners also voluntarily stayed away from here.

Prime Minister Han has what Prime Minister Han wants.

This small building was definitely what Prime Minister Han wanted.

In the world practice, the most taboo is greed.

Han Xiang has given everyone unimaginable treasures, and the others, don't touch them.

"There are some things you can't get if you want."

"The treasure that Prime Minister Han seeks, for us, may be the thing that kills us."

Everyone is looking down for treasure, eager to scrape the ground three feet.

As for the Great Demon in the Southern Wilderness, those mythical beasts and beasts are trying their best to absorb Spiritual Qi.

The Spiritual Qi in this space is extremely rich and suitable for them to restore Cultivation Base.

For them, treasures are external things, and only their own Cultivation Base and combat power are really needed.

Of course, when Xiang Lingshuang turned into a war elephant with a long nose, and swept a few pieces of top-quality Spirit Stones, those mythical beasts were still happy.

"This kid, it turns out to be a treasure hunter."

...

Han Muye stood in front of the small building, divine light surging in his eyes.

There is an aura mark on the small building.

The mark was fleeting in Divine General's memory.

Divine Court treasure house formation mark.

With this formation locked, this small building cannot be moved or opened.

In the void, such a small building is actually tens of thousands long.

It's just that many of them have been forcibly broken open and damaged, and more are hidden by the formation, hidden in the folded space.

Huang Zhihu turned to look at the treasures picked up by other practitioners, and a trace of pain flashed across his face.

She turned to look at the small attic in front of her.

I hope there are a lot of treasures here, and I can make up for the loss of my standing here.

Han Muye stepped forward slowly, pressing his palm lightly on the attic.

In the attic, the power passed over is the blockade of fairy spirit.

Among them, there is also the blessing of mysterious formation power.

Han Muye tried various means, but could not unravel the formation.

Squinting his eyes, he withdrew his strength, and then slowly poured a Sword Qi.

"Om-"

The small building shook, and Sword Qi was destroyed.

But Han Muye's eyes were brighter.

The moment Sword Qi was poured, he saw the process of deploying this formation!

Aura flashed in his eyes, and Sword Qi kept pouring into his palm.

Outside the small building, Sword Ray shattered.

In Han Muye's mind, the process of deploying this sky-reaching formation emerged.

Gather all spirits into an array to suppress the outside world!

This great formation is based on Myriad Realms, and the source of all power comes from this world.

No wonder this small building can hide without being discovered.

The power of formation is obviously born out of this world.

Light flashed in Han Muye's eyes, and the blue Immortal Qi around his body intertwined into a cocoon of light.

The Immortal Qi stored in the grass whip turned into a green key, condensed in his palm.

"In an hour, I will open the formation here."

"As soon as the formation opens, all the power that covers this place will disappear. At that time, the scattered treasures will attract the coveted by the powerhouses in the fairy world."

"You have an hour to collect the treasures, and an hour later, wait in formation."

Han Muye's voice came through.

Everyone did not question, only silently implemented.

The harvest of an hour is already beyond their imagination.

After today, these treasures can be used for their cultivation for ten lifetimes!

Flashes of light, time flies.

An hour is up.

Everyone turned around silently, standing still.

The green key in Han Muye's hand fell on the small building.

"boom--"

The aura burst, and the monstrous divine light shone, making everyone unable to open their eyes.

The treasure house of the divine court is open!