Chapter 396 Overhaul of the Water Slashing Palace, Trial Begins (Chapter 2/2)

Chapter 396 Overhaul of the Water Slashing Palace, the trial begins (22 chapters)

The illusory shadow of the long sword condensed by the aura is the gathering of Yan Zhenqing's Confucianism and Taoism, a semi-sacred power of Confucianism and Taoism condensed into the Taoist realm.

Hao Ran Qi, can suppress the soul of the soul.

The golden sword light slammed into a light curtain in the void, and after a short pause, the light curtain was torn apart, and then chopped down heavily.

The sword light smashed the bodies of the five primordial spirits below into pieces.

A total of eight out-of-body cultivators' primordial spirit incarnations were swept away by two swords!

Primordial spirit is destroyed, even if the real body does not die, it will still be seriously injured.

In other words, Han Muye's two swords caused the opponent to lose eight out-of-body cultivators!

The primordial spirit of the great cultivator fell, the world was in turmoil, and the water and waves were lost without attacking.

Yu Fenglin glanced at Han Muye, who was holding a sword in the sky on the sky, waved his hand to protect Zeng Daniel, and quietly flew to the island in front of him.

If you go out of the waters of the Endless Sea, there are rules on Broken Star Island, and you will be severely punished by the forces of the Endless Sea.

At this time, it took less than three breaths from Han Muye's action to the fall of the great cultivator.

It is said that Tao Zhixing needs to protect the ten breaths, why do they need ten breaths?

"Good sword." Xu Chuanhe's eyes were bright.

"Haoran Qi is a sword, so it is..." On the Wenyuan Pavilion, the golden halo on Tao Zhixing's body slowly condensed, with a solemn expression on his face.

Figures came quietly in the void.

Today's sword is so exciting!

"This deity tells you to stop, and you dare to use your sword. You really don't take my Shui Ling Palace in your eyes." In front of Han Muye, stood a middle-aged female cultivator in a white robe, with a stern expression, as if in his eyes Fire comes out.

"They're going to kill me." Han Muye lowered his sword and said softly with a light expression on his face.

"So what, my Shui Ling Palace—" Before the female cultivator could finish her words, Han Muye's eyes showed a dazzling sword light, and he pointed to the front of the sword in his hand.

"They're going to kill me." Han Muye's voice was cold and cold, his sword sharpened.

The female nun paused, her eyes narrowed slowly.

On her, the madness of the Great Spirit Transformation cultivator was quantified as Yunlan Tianzhu, which spread out towards the surroundings.

The Water Spirit Palace, one of the three strongest forces on the Broken Star Island, has been looked up to and revered by the practitioners of the Broken Star Island for countless years.

If the practitioners of the Water Spirit Palace want to kill anyone, they should die obediently.

The majesty of the fifteenth floor of the three palaces and seven pavilions has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Today's sword is a provocation to the great cultivator and a provocation to the Shui Ling Palace.

Today, Han Muye is immortal, and the rules established for countless years on Broken Star Island are about to collapse.

"boom--"

On the top of the head of the transformation of the gods, the blue aura reveals a black halo.

Han Muye's eyes shone brightly.

"So, it's you."

Han Muye knew and was familiar with this black halo.

I've had a lot of dealings.

Spirit Armor Monster Race.

It turned out that the Water Spirit Palace was built by the forces of the Spirit Armor Monster Race.

"This pavilion mainly protects the life of Han Muye in Jingjianpu, I wonder if the Shuiling Palace can accommodate?" Tao Zhixing's voice sounded in the void.

The sky-high golden aura turned into clouds and smoke, and turned into a majestic palace.

Jinnan Star Region Confucianism and Taoism Cultivation Method, Illusion.

Tao Zhixing's voice fell, and a sword light rose.

"The Liukui Pavilion is here."

There are not too many words, only this one is already the most firm support.

Among the seven pavilions, the two sides came forward at the same time, facing the Shui Ling Palace for one person.

In the void, the spirit light and sword energy vibrated.

The goddess cultivator standing in front of Han Muye gritted his teeth, but a look of fear appeared on his face.

"Okay, okay, my Water Spirit Palace—"

"boom--"

The roar in the void sounded, interrupting the female cultivator's voice.

A phantom figure appeared in the air.

The top of the head is double-horned, the body is covered with scales, the mouth is wide, and the four hooves are windy.

Kirin.

The ancient mythical beast, the unicorn.

"It's rare to meet the bloodline of Baxia, and I am the guardian of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace."

The unicorn's phantom moved, leading Han Muye to smash through Yun Lan in the sky, and flew away.

guaranteed.

That God Transformation Great Xiu stood in the same place, his face pale.

In the void, there was silence for a while.

Wan Yao Palace came forward, who else has something to say?

One after another, the spiritual thoughts returned.

One after another figure flew away.

After a while, only a few Shui Ling Palace practitioners were left on the spot.

"Walk."

A voice sounded, and then everyone in the Shui Ling Palace disappeared.

In the void, only scattered clouds and water vapor remained.

But this time, everyone had different ideas in their minds.

Only the Young Palace Master of Shui Ling Palace was defeated by the powerhouses of the Endless Sea, and there was Han Muye, who was defended by the Ten Thousand Demon Palace today, who provoked Shui Ling Palace.

Has the wind on Broken Star Island changed?

Could it be that a change that has not been seen in tens of thousands of years is about to occur?

Some things, just dare to think.

But thinking is also an ambition, and it will take root and sprout.

...

Han Muye landed in a green space, his eyes swept over, and his expression moved.

"Reckless?"

In front of him, a middle-aged hero wearing a pale golden robe and golden light nodded and said, "It's wild, but it's just a fragment."

This is the mythical beast unicorn.

He is also the owner of Wan Yao Palace.

"Junior Han Muye has seen senior." Han Muye hurriedly handed over.

Qilin looked at him and said, "When Baxia walked away with a piece of debris on his back, why did you have the power of his bloodline?"

Since they came from Manghuang together, Han Muye didn't hide it, and told everything about Manghuang Relic.

In order to continue the Manghuang bloodline, Baxia and other mythical beasts carried the Manghuang Relics with the power of their souls.

The demon clan in the wasteland have a different inheritance.

The fusion of bloodlines has spawned more new ethnic groups.

Han Muye's remarks made the expression on Qilin's face change.

Han Muye also mentioned Chen Qingzhi, Marquis of Chongwu, by the way.

"Canglong?"

With a complicated look on Qilin's face, he said softly, "I thought he had already fallen."

"Okay, you can protect the relics of the reckless wasteland, and your bloodline will recognize you. This is your chance, and it's also my chance."

Looking at Han Muye, Qilin nodded and said, "I will send someone to go to the place where the Dao contends."

Because of its strength, that reckless wasteland will crash into the void of the Profound Sky World after decades.

As a wild beast, the unicorn will naturally not sit idly by.

"Senior, where did the ethnic group behind the Shui Ling Palace come from?" Han Muye asked out of his doubts.

Han Muye knew a lot about the secrets of the world, and he even saw scenes outside the dam.

But for the Spirit Armor Monster Race, I still don't know its origin.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Qilin looked up at him.

After a moment of silence, Qilin said in a low voice, "Do you think there is an end to our void in this world?"

Is there an end?

In the past, Han Muye would think that the world is endless.

But he saw beyond the dam from the sword and understood something.

The world is endless, but here is the end of the world.

Seeing his expression, Qilin said, "It seems that you know more than I thought."

"Then let me tell you, the world is like a pond, we live in it like fish and shrimp, and we are free."

"But since it's a pond, there are anglers, netizens, and even foot washers."

"That Spirit Armor Monster Race is just an outsider who accidentally fell into this pond."

"It's just that no one could have imagined that they could survive in this pond and seize the space that should belong to fish and shrimp."

outsider.

As expected, this Spirit Armor Monster Race does not belong to this world.

Are they also a force beyond the dyke?

"For outside the fish pond, it doesn't matter what kind of fish and shrimp grow in the fish pond, not to mention that the exotic species have their merits, it is better to keep them like this."

"Fish and shrimp are just fish and shrimp after all."

Han Muye saw helplessness in Qilin's eyes.

Is such a great ancient cultivator, the venerable god of beasts, unable to do anything about his own situation?

Han Muye's eyes flickered, recalling the scene outside the dam he saw from the sword, and said in a low voice, "Senior, perhaps, outside the fish pond is not a paradise."

Kirin was stunned.

"If you really have the power to control the fish pond, why do practitioners here rarely hear about the things outside the dam?"

"This dam, maybe it's not captivity, but protection for them?"

Han Muye had seen the appearance of the army in a tight formation, rushing to kill all directions.

Manghuang, Xianyuan, including Endless Sea's full strength, can only be blocked.

But this does not mean that the world has no resistance.

The real big monk did not fight with all his strength.

"protect them?"

"It's not for our captivity..." Qilin's eyes flashed, and he lightly clenched his fist.

"Well, I have been silent for too much time on Broken Star Island, and I really lost my spirit."

With a laugh, Qilin said lightly: "When I go to Endless Sea to see Endless Heavenly Venerate, ask him what he means."

Speaking of this, he paused and said, "Do you know the origin of the Endless Heavenly Venerate?"

Han Muye shook his head.

Qilin laughed and said, "So there are things that your kid doesn't know."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, the green world dissipated, and his own figure also left.

Han Muye looked down and saw that he was standing outside the city of Firefly Island.

You have told the origin of the Endless Heavenly Venerate!

Riddler.

He shook his head, turned and walked towards the city.

When he returned to Yujingjianpu, Shao Tianyi and Zeng Daniu were both waiting at the door.

"The shopkeeper..." Zeng Da's corbel was weak and he wanted to kowtow to Han Muye.

Originally, he was still ignorant, but when Shao Tianyi told him how dangerous today was and what kind of power Han Muye was fighting for, Zeng Daniel wanted to cry.

Is his life worth it?

Han Muye stretched out his hand and patted Zeng Daniel's shoulder, and said softly, "I will go to Jian Furnace to learn forging when I have time, and the two boys will also be sent to Wenyuan Pavilion to study."

"The days will get better and better."

Zeng Daniel's mouth was flat, and his eyes were red again.

Han Muye smiled and shook his head, strode into the sword shop, and then went to the second floor.

His body was full of breath.

In the Divine Treasure, the golden sword of awe-inspiring energy that Yan Zhenqing sent shattered and turned into golden light that filled the entire Divine Treasure.

The golden light enveloped Han Muye's Soul Sword, condensing it into a long sword covered with golden characters.

Beyond the long sword, golden handwriting floated and circulated.

Confucianism is the skin, and the sword is the bone.

Just unbreakable, the world is magnificent.

Facing the great cultivator of Shui Linggong today, Han Muye refused to retreat, and his heart was already shaking.

When I saw Zeng Daniel and Shao Tianyi just now, I was even more enlightened.

From the time when he got the body of the divine beast, his power was too strong, and he had to start with the red dust.

In the imperial city, the red dust fetters, watching the birth of the child of the Cuicui family, this ordinary little couple strives to pursue their own happiness.

The entanglement between him and Mu Wan and Yun Jin is the cultivator's longing for the future, but it is also the hesitation that he cannot see through the future.

It would be a blessing to be able to watch the small future like Shao Datian and Cuicui.

Just like the sixth brother who wants to return to Jinyang City.

With great power comes great responsibility and great danger.

As a sword cultivator, the sword master kills and the sword master breaks.

When holding a sword in his hand, the sword in his heart has to hide the scabbard even more.

Swords are not only for killing, but also for protection.

Protect the happiness of ordinary creatures like Zeng Daniel.

This is the true meaning of sword cultivation.

Therefore, Mo Yuan has not fought in Jiuxuan Mountain for two hundred years, and his life and death are bearish, just for a sword in his heart.

Sitting cross-legged on the wooden couch, Han Muye showed emotion on his face.

Ordinary people can best temper people's hearts.

There is still a long way to go.

"Om-"

The increase in the power of the soul and the change in his state of mind made his spiritual qi cultivation level come naturally, and he stepped into the ninth level of Jindan.

A surging force dissipated towards the surroundings, and was bound by a golden light.

Half-step heaven.

Han Muye had a smile on his face.

The next moment, Han Muye, who was sitting cross-legged in the forest on Chenyuexing countless thousands of miles away, opened his eyes.

No, here, his name is Gu Yuening.

"Young Master Gu, the masters of the Sun family and the Qi family are here. Shall we fight directly, or should we avoid their edge first?" A middle-aged sword cultivator with a long sword on his back asked in a low voice in front of Han Muye.

In the surrounding mountains and forests, there are dozens of sword cultivators sitting cross-legged.

These are all Jian Xiu hired by Han Muye along the way to protect him and return to Wanming City to rebuild the Gu family.

The Sun family and the Qi family were one of the forces that destroyed the Gu family back then.

For Gu Yuening's arrival, it was naturally the first time to take action.

Compared to these two major forces, Gu Yuening and the dozens of sword cultivators he hired were not worth mentioning.

At this moment, these sword cultivators all looked at Han Muye.

The Gu family still had some allies in and around late Ming City.

Is it to fight directly, or to avoid its edge first and seek the help of allies?

This Gu family son has a powerful monster to protect himself, but he doesn't know what to do with his own combat power.

Many people's eyes flashed.

If Young Master Gu's strength is strong enough, they will do their best.

If this Young Master Gu is a good looking guy, then they won't stay for long.

Sword repair, it is not a muscle.

Han Muye, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly got up.

The cultivation of his body and the improvement of his state of mind made his incarnation more solid.

The control of the power of the beast is also deeper.

It's a pity that Mu Wan went to Xianyuan World for three days, otherwise...

"boom--"

Ahead, Baizhang Jianguang shot down directly.

No intention to hold back.

Why should you keep your hands on the remnants of the Gu family?

In Han Muye's eyes, fighting intent rose.

On the stars of Chenyue, isn't it that strength is respected?

Then, respect!

Han Muye slowly raised his hand, holding it empty.

"Om-"

Thousands of miles in radius, swords vibrate!

At this moment, he did not hide.

The strength of the cultivation base is so far, what is there to hide?

In the land of thousands of miles, the sword light gathers!

Everyone's swords flew up and melted on the long sword of light in the sky.

Han Muye flew up and landed directly on top of Changlong's head.

Looking at the big city of a hundred miles below, he said indifferently: "Gu family Gu Yuening has returned from travels to rebuild the Gu family. Three days later, he will avenge his grievances with one sword."

"Being able to survive Gu Mou's sword will wipe out the grudge."

This is Jian Xiu.

Across the sky, the grievances are all in one sword.

"Thousands of miles of swords vibrate at the same time. How tyrannical is this method of kendo cultivation?"

"It turns out that Young Master Gu is already so strong. He said that he just wanted us to accompany him, not that we would take action, it's true..."

The sword cultivators hired by Han Muye looked up at the sword dragons in midair, each with a dull look on their faces.

Han Muye mobilized the power of the sword and swept across the sky for three days, and then killed the Sun family with one sword. Seventeen masters of the Qi family, and three thousand strong men of various forces surrounded by a radius of 100,000 miles also died in this sword.

In the late Ming City, Gu Yuening, the son of the Gu family, returned strongly.

After this sword, the Gu family became the most powerful force in the late Ming City, and no one dared to provoke them within a hundred thousand miles.

Countless sword cultivators gathered here, just for the might of Gu Shao's sword.

Han Muye naturally took out all kinds of medicinal pills and swords to form his own power.

...

Broken Star Island, Yujingjian Shop, Magnolia Street, Firefly Island.

This time, Han Muye spent more than two months in retreat.

In the past two months, the situation on Broken Star Island has changed year by year.

Several cultivators made breakthroughs in the heart-refining sword formation, and they were very grateful to the shopkeeper Han of Yujing Sword Shop.

In the kendo trial of Liukui Pavilion, all forces have sent elites to participate, just waiting for the start.

Shui Yueer, the young master of the Shuiling Palace, left the customs, and her strength is said to have recovered.

Ten Thousand Demon Palace Qilin Palace Master left Broken Star Island, and Ten Thousand Demon Palace forces temporarily shrank.

Endless Sea sells the Thousand Machine Swords, of course, imitations.

Tao Zhixing, the pavilion master of Wenyuan Pavilion, is said to be studying swordsmanship.

...

The disturbance was related to Han Muye, but it had nothing to do with it.

He ended the retreat because it was time for Liukui Pavilion's kendo trial.

When he went downstairs, he saw an empty shop.

"Treasurer, you can figure it out..." Zeng Daniel stepped forward and handed over the jade box he was holding carefully.

"Calligraphy and painting, swords, all sold out."

"Even the latest goods from several sword furnaces are sold out." Shao Tianyi grinned.

Although I know that my shopkeeper doesn't care about this, this is also their credit, isn't it?

Han Muye put away the jade box with a smile, and grabbed a handful of spirit beads for them.

"In the future, according to the one hundred and one commission, take it yourself."

Han Muye waved his hand and said, "I'm going to participate in the kendo trial at Liukui Pavilion, and the sword shop will be handed over to you to guard."

Speaking of this, he paused: "If I don't come back, the sword shop will be given to you."

not coming back.

Zeng Daniu and Shao Tian changed color together.

Han Muye laughed, tidied up his clothes, and strode out of the sword shop.

"Don't worry, the shopkeeper will definitely come back." Shao Tianyi clenched his fists and said in a low voice.

"You, are you sure?" Zeng Daniu turned pale.

Shao Tian nodded and said softly, "Jia Wu told me."

...

Six Kui Pavilion.

The six-story golden attic has sword intent lingering on it.

When Han Muye arrived, the attic was already full of kendo practitioners.

Ahead, after checking the invitation letter, the sword cultivators walked straight into the attic.

There are no rhetoric or cumbersome procedures.

Jian Xiu, simply.

"Han Muye?" When Han Muye walked forward, someone beside him spoke up.

Han Muye turned his head and saw a tall young man in cyan armor with a long sword on his back.

"My name is Bai Zeyu."

The young man smiled and looked at Han Muye: "Thousand Machine Sword, it's very useful."

A rising star of the Endless Sea, Bai Zeyu, the young master of the Water Spirit Palace.

Han Muye turned his head and looked to the other side.

There, several practitioners in white clothes stood together.

As the head female cultivator, flame-like hatred appeared in her eyes.

The Young Palace Master of Shui Ling Palace, Shui Yue'er.

"If you can't carry it, remember to call me for help." Bai Zeyu grinned.

Han Muye nodded and said lightly, "You too."