Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

"It's Senior Brother Han!"

"Senior Brother Han is here!"

Jiang Han.

Zhao Youzhi.

Tom Ming.

...

Han Muye walked over with a smile, stretched out his hand and said, "With such a big victory today, why is there no wine?"

"Yes! There is wine!" Sun Dayong rubbed his hands, turned around and took out a small wine jar.

"Okay, Sun Dayong, you said yesterday that you've finished drinking!" Jiang Han scolded, but his face was full of smiles.

"Senior Brother Han, why are you here?" Zhao Youzhi looked at Han Muye and said softly.

As soon as he finished his question, everyone froze.

Tang Ming, who was standing beside him, sighed softly and said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Han is here for the Elder of Jiange, right?"

Sword Pavilion Elder.

Today, the power of the sword of the Sword Pavilion Elder is shocking to everyone.

But this sword was condensed by the Jiange Elder's lifetime Cultivation Base.

From then on, the Elder of Jiange is an old mortal.

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, and the atmosphere suddenly sank.

Han Muye stepped forward, laughed, and brought the wine jar in Sun Dayong's hand.

"My generation is a sword cultivator, but I want a sword that is free and easy to slay the Tailing Sword Sect with a single sword. The sword of the sword pavilion elder is worth it."

"Jiange Guanjian, who cultivates for a period of time, isn't it just for this sword?"

He raised the jug and signaled to everyone: "Today's big victory, it's time to celebrate."

With that said, he raised his head, raised the wine jar, took a gulp of wine, and then handed the wine jar forward.

I don't know who took it and took a sip.

One hand stretched out, took the wine jar, and took a sip of wine.

After turning around, the wine jar was empty.

"Out of wine?"

"I have."

"I have."

"Grandma's, they are hidden deep enough."

...

When Han Muye woke up, he was already in the carriage of the wagon that was screeching forward.

He tried hard to think about it, but he only remembered drinking and bragging with a group of Jiuxuan Jianmen disciples.

He seems to have also practiced the ten thousand swords that Mo Yuan taught, and shouted that he would open up a way for ordinary swordsmen in the world.

"woke up?"

"Last night, your Wanjian Guizong style was so powerful that it almost split half of Luyuan Mountain."

The gentle voice of the Jiange Elder sounded, and then Han Muye was shocked and sat up.

"Hey, this is given to you by Mo Yuan."

"He went to the East China Sea and said he would return within a hundred years."

Jiange Elder stretched out his hand, and in the palm of his hand, was a dark ring.

space ring.

Two Spirit Weapons, 300,000 Spirit Stones.

Various spiritual materials and medicines took up about three feet of space.

The total space of the ring is only half a zhang.

Divine Intent penetrates, and you can take out the contents of the ring.

"I saw it for you, everything is worth a million Spirit Stones."

"Your kid's current net worth is richer than most of the elders on Jiuxuan Mountain."

There was a hint of emotion in the voice of the Jiange Elder.

There are not many elders and Cultivation Bases on Jiuxuan Mountain who can match the tyrannical power of Mo Yuan, and even fewer can have the power of slaughtering sects.

This time, the one who swept away the Three Qin Sword Sect and gained the most was probably Mo Yuan.

Sitting up straight and looking out of the carriage, Han Muye was a little frustrated.

I was in such a chaotic mood last night that I drank too much, and I missed seeing Master Mo Yuan off.

The carriage moved forward, Han Muye studied the ring in his hand, and the Jiange Elder pointed him from time to time on how to use his spiritual sense to drop items and take them out.

According to the Jiange Elder, personal belongings can be put in the ring, but the most convenient sword must not be put in it.

Large cultivators can have the means to influence the forces of the blocked space.

Moreover, in the battle of sword cultivators, life and death are in an instant. Dispersing the spiritual sense from the ring to take the sword is courting death.

"Hello, Insight Mo Yuan's Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect, if you can cut it out with the sword of the soul," a look of longing flashed on the face of the sword pavilion elder, and said in a low voice: "Maybe, the realm of heaven can be hurt."

Use Wanjian Guizong swordsmanship to activate the sword of the soul. Han Muye nodded.

He has deduced it, and it works.

On the way, there are disciples reporting news from time to time.

The results of the Battle of Luyuan Mountain spread much faster than they moved forward.

They only turned a few hundred miles away, and the Sect Leader Elder, a sect under the rule of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, thousands of miles away had already come to greet the Jiange Elder.

"Twilight Cloud Sword Sect Zheng Changhe led his disciples to meet the elder of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect's sword pavilion."

"Elder Tianwei, slashing the half step heaven with one sword, the world shakes."

The Qingpao Daoist standing in front of the carriage was full of flattery, and the disciples behind him all looked reverent.

Such a welcoming team, this is the fifth wave.

"Sect Master Zheng is more polite."

"We have to rush back to Jianmen, so we won't stay any longer."

"If Sect Master Zheng has the will, he can lead his disciples to help my Sword Sect Elder Su Yuan to destroy the rebellion."

Jiange Elder spoke lightly, his voice full of majesty.

Then Zheng Changhe hurriedly bowed and agreed.

Sect to visit along the way, but to express attitude, not really want to make friendship with Jiange Elder.

Half an hour later, the Jiuxuan Jianmen team continued to move forward.

Most of these dozens of carts, except for a few people, were loaded with treasures obtained from the Three Qin Sword Sect.

The foundation of the school lies in this.

Both the carriage and the drawn horses are blessed with formation talismans, which can travel thousands of miles in a day.

At noon, there was an urgent report from a disciple.

Shocking news.

Tailingjian Sect merged with Fenglingjianzong.

Two retired elders of the Tailingjian faction served as the retired elders of the Fenglingjian Sect, and all the disciples were merged into the Fenglingjianzong.

The former head of the Tailing Sword Sect and several elders of the state have disappeared.

"What a missing person..." On the carriage, Jiange Elder looked calm and said in a low voice.

The Sect Leader of the Tailing Sword Sect, one of the nine sects in the Western Xinjiang, and several powerful people in the realm disappeared together, is it possible?

"The Tailing Sword Sect and the Wind Spirit Sword Sect merged, is this the reason why Mu Tieyang fought desperately?" Han Muye asked, looking at the Sword Pavilion Elder.

Jiange Elder shook his head and nodded again.

"If it weren't for the great disaster, neither the Tailing Sword Sect nor Mu Tieyang would have chosen this."

Doomed.

Is it the same as Jiuxuan Jianmen's choice this time?

Jiuxuan Jianmen is about to end the period of ten thousand years of suppressing demons, so what is the difficulty of the Tailing Sword Sect?

Han Muye remembered what Mu Tieyang's remnant said, that if he could not die under the sword of the Sword Pavilion Elder, he could prevent the Tailing Sword Sect from being annexed.

Unfortunately, he died.

"Full speed ahead!"

At this moment, the Jiange Elder suddenly shouted in a low voice.

The entire team suddenly accelerated.

"The Wind Spirit Sword Sect has annexed the Tailing Sword Sect, and the first thing I'm afraid is to avenge Mu Tieyang." The elder Jiange narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Muye, who was sitting in front of him.

Wind Spirit Sword Sect wants to appease people.

The best way is to take revenge for Mu Tieyang and kill Gao Changgong, the elder of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect.

"Boy, remember to save your life."

There was a strange aura on Jiange Elder's body, and his eyes turned to the distance.

The nine factions of the Western Xinjiang became the eight factions directly, and the four sword factions also lost one faction.

Such major events were completed under the sword of the Jiange Elder.

It was only at this point that Han Muye felt the importance of a great cultivator.

The words and deeds of these big cultivators are related to the general trend of the entire Western Xinjiang.

The life and death of countless people are just in their thoughts.

Inside the carriage, Han Muye stretched out his hand and held the hilt of the broken sword hidden in his cuff.

One after another Sword Qi quietly poured into the sword body.

After a few breaths, in his mind, Mu Tieyang's obsessive remnant condensed.

Han Muye said directly: "The Tailing Sword Sect and the Wind Spirit Sword Sect merged."

The remnant soul that had just condensed was stunned for a moment, and stood there, with a hint of stunned expression on his face, and then a sad color that was difficult to hide.

"Knew it……"

"Alright, alright."

Mu Tieyang muttered to himself and lowered his head.

"The Sect Leader of the Tailing Sword Sect and the Digital Elder are missing." Han Muye spoke again.