Chapter 465 The Treasure House Of The God Court, The Nine Swords Pavilion (1/3)

Chapter 465: The Treasure House of the God Court, the Nine Swords Pavilion (13)

God, dead.

Han Muye's voice fell, and Daoist Daoist's complexion changed.

Because, the space in the entire divine court treasure house revealed depression, and the meaning of ice cold was instantly clear.

The originally smiling Zhou Bangyu's smile slowly subsided, and a trace of cold killing intent appeared on his body.

"Boy, the majesty of the Divine Court cannot be compromised. Even if you are a relative of the royal family and have an honorable background, you cannot slander the Divine Court, this official—"

Before Zhou Bangyu could finish his words, Han Muye said again, "The Court of God is dead."

This time, Zhou Bangyu's caged hands began to tremble, and tremors were visible throughout his body and arms.

Blood slowly gleamed in his eyes, staring at Han Muye, behind him, a black picture scroll slowly unfolded.

"Forty-two thousand six hundred and seventy-one years, the emperor of God fell, the court of God collapsed, the treasure house I guarded fell apart, and I escaped from the court of God."

"The Court of God is dead."

Zhou Bang's eyes were full of blood, and there was also a blood-colored breath surging on his body.

On the black scroll behind him, a series of powerful figures, towering mountains, and strange beasts were all displayed.

This picture seems to be an independent world.

It's just that the breath in this picture is all dark, revealing a strange power.

"Why didn't you tell this official that you are a child of the Cao family?"

"Why don't you tell this official that Cao Guojiu is only in seclusion, and he hasn't fallen?"

"Why did you bring the straw whip, but you have no reverence for the court of God in your heart!"

The scroll behind Zhou Bangyu was fully unfolded, and a black figure stepped out, holding a long black sword, flying towards Han Muye and beheading him!

This knife, did not keep it!

Compared with the swords in the hands of the previous golden armor generals, this sword is faster and more powerful, and the killing intent is more solid.

In front of this knife, the mountains and mountains will be smashed into pieces!

Daoist Dayan wanted to rush forward, but was imprisoned by the great force.

He couldn't understand, the master of his own said something else, wouldn't it be good to deal with the old man in front of him?

This old man obviously has a problem with his head. Could it be that his master is also, what?

It's terrifying...

"Om-"

Han Muye suddenly raised his head when the long sword was about to face him.

The chains imprisoned on his body directly turned into a big blue hand, pinching the black long knife and the black figure.

"Boom."

The long sword and the figure were all shattered, and then turned into a black breath and returned to the picture scroll.

Zhou Bangyu had a hint of surprise on his face as he looked at Han Muye.

"The formation here is quite complete. It took me a little more time to grab the control of the formation."

Han Muye moved his body slightly and spoke softly.

Grab control of the formation!

Han Muye raised his hand, and a dark golden rune gathered in his palm.

This rune reflects the power in the entire divine court treasury, and vibrates gently.

"Master Zhou, if it wasn't for the collapse of the divine court, the collapse of your beliefs, and the loss of your soul, you would not have been manipulated by that picture scroll and gave up your guard duty."

Han Muye had a hint of regret on his face and turned to look at a long case not far away.

The blue fairy energy surged, and after the long case, a dry bone emerged.

Blue robe, black gauze cap.

"How come, this official's cultivation base has reached the sky, how can he die?"

"Impossible, this official has already stepped through the realm of heaven, crossed the human and immortal realm, escaped the cycle of karma, and became the realm of heavenly respect, immortal and indestructible..."

Zhou Bangyu whispered in his mouth, but there was a blue fairy energy on his body that seemed to ignite, wrapping his whole body and burning it.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a golden thunder light hit him.

"boom--"

Lei Ting suppressed the blue fairy energy and entangled them together.

Wrapped in thunder light, the blood in Zhou Bangyu's eyes receded a little, and there was a hint of sadness on his face, and there was a sense of relief.

"Actually, I know that Uncle Cao and the others have the heart to betray the divine court. Otherwise, I wouldn't have sent the straw whip and a few treasures out."

"It's just that there is no way to practice, there is no way to the immortal world, our way of practice is cut off, where is the hope..."

Looking up at Han Muye, Zhou Bangyu had a smile on his face.

"You are not bad, your mental cultivation is good and your understanding is good."

"If you go to Immortal World one day, please show me."

His figure slowly turned into nothingness, leaving only the blue-gray ink pen, and the grass-driving whip that he had previously blocked quietly suspended in the air.

The black picture scroll was also slowly rolled up and turned into a scroll.

Han Muye stretched out his hand to put away the straw whip, and then drew the ink pen and scroll.

"Shanhe Pen."

"Society map."

When the spiritual energy and sword energy were poured into these two treasures, Han Muye whispered.

No less than the two treasures of the grass whip.

The mountain and river brush is filled with the power of heaven and earth gathered by the gods in the past, and the will of the endless world is the edge. Between the dots, there are mountains and rivers.

The map of Sheji draws all creatures and beings in this world into the map, which can seal the world of the ten directions and absorb the power of the stars.

The mountain and river pens are stored in the treasure house of Shenting, guarded and managed by the treasure houses of Shenting in the past dynasties, while the map of the society is hidden in the treasure house.

When Zhou Bangyu fell with this treasure house, his soul shook and his belief collapsed, but he did not choose to use his body to merge into the formation and control the treasure house. Instead, he chose Shanhebi and Shejitu.

Obviously, he also wanted to escape.

I just didn't expect that he gave up the formation, but was killed by the formation, leaving a trace of resentment in the treasure house, and could not wander for countless years.

Shanhe Pen is fine, as long as it is refined, its power can be exerted by a few percent.

As for the Sheji map, although it is a treasure, it is difficult to refine because it has been contaminated with Zhou Bangyu's grievances for countless years.

However, it can be used as a magic treasure.

This thing falls into Huang Laoliu's hands, I am afraid that suppressing Tianzun will be light.

Putting away the two treasures, Han Muye just looked up and looked around.

The immortal pattern in his palm vibrated, the halo circulated in the entire treasure house, all the smoke and dust dissipated, the immortal light and the spiritual energy were intertwined, transparent and crystal clear, as if alive.

The endless aura shone, making Dayan Daoist unable to open his eyes.

"This place is good, really good."

Dayan Daoist's eyes revealed a sluggishness, and he murmured.

Such a place is exactly what he desires...

"Wuyuan Sand, Sanhe Jade, Jiuling Heming Iron..."

"Rolling the spirit beads, breaking the golden water, the blood of the white feather golden hall..."

Looking at the labels one by one and touching the treasures one by one, Dayan Daoist feels that he can stay in this place for a lifetime.

Han Muye shook his head, walked to the long desk, bowed to Zhou Bangyu's remains, raised his hand, wrapped it in a fairy pattern, turned it into a blue bead and put it away.

Zhou Bangyu said that if Han Muye went to the Immortal Realm, he would take him to see it.

Putting away the remains, Han Muye picked up the book on the long case.

There is an array ban, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, the books in this treasure house of the gods are still well preserved.

Of course, a book with warm tentacles is a treasure in itself.

Opening the book, it can be seen that it records the various treasures included in the treasure house of Shenting.

As the guardian of the treasury, Zhou Bangyu naturally has a general record of the various treasures in the treasury.

The entire treasury is divided into twelve areas, each of which is divided into various levels, divided by the formation, and can be broken and separated everywhere at critical times.

The complete protection of the formation requires the guidance of immortal energy, as well as the correct method of opening the formation, otherwise, 90% of the treasures in the treasure house will be damaged.

The booklet on the long case not only records the treasures collected in each area, but also speculates on the scattered places hand-painted by Zhou Bangyu.

It seems that at the time, Zhou Bangyu had already thought of leaving this treasure house.

This treasure house numbered Jiashen contains a total of 3.56 million treasures of various levels.

The lowest level is the top-grade spirit stone, with a total of 500,000 pieces.

Judging from the records in the archives, 500,000 top-quality spirit stones should be treasured in every treasure house.

500,000 top-quality spirit stones are completely enough for cultivation.

Han Muye had a happy expression on his face.

"Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda?" Among the treasures, an immortal treasure, second only to the supreme treasure, caught Han Muye's attention.

Divine Sense swept over, and he sensed the appearance of the Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda recorded in the book.

In the nine-level attic, spiritual light and sword energy shine, and in each level, there is a sword-raising platform that warms and nourishes swords.

Isn't this the Nine Swords Pavilion?

Divine Sense swept over, and Han Muye found that in the treasure house of the divine court, there used to be four nine-level sword towers with nine-level buildings, and several seven-level sword pagodas. Now there is only one nine-level sword pagoda left.

"Yangwei General Shao Yuan."

"Guangfa Tianzun Duan Chengzi."

Another one, Han Muye did not find the record of receiving the sword tower.

I don't know if it was deliberately erased, or there are other reasons.

"That is to say, the powerhouse who was in charge of the Nine-layered Sword Pavilion in the last three days was either Duan Chengzi, the Tianzun Guangfa, or the Yangwei General Shao Yuan, or their successor. Of course, it could also be the third."

It is not difficult to find out who it is. The first two have a background in the court of God, and there must be someone who knows them.

Moreover, several other seven-layered sword towers have also been recorded.

"Interesting, according to the record, in the treasure house of Dangyouyou, there is also a seven-layered sword tower."

The Seven-layered Sword Pagoda is already the pinnacle of spiritual treasures. It warms up the sword and gathers the power of kendo to fight against the Heavenly Venerate.

In the last three days, the Nine-layered Sword Pagoda did not go out, and it was the great sword cultivators in charge of the Seven-layered Pagoda who suppressed the kendo of the Xianyuan World.

Putting away the book, Han Muye turned to look forward.

Dayan Daoist was still searching around excitedly, remembering all kinds of treasures.

"It's posted, this time it's really posted..."

Dayan Daoist muttered in his mouth, holding a few treasures in his hand and not letting go, his eyes were full of misty colors.

Han Muye ignored him, just moved his body, passed through the layers of wooden frames, and landed in front of a three-meter-high platform.

On the high platform, there was a golden light that locked the Nine-layered Sword Pagoda, which was half a zhang high and three feet in a radius.

Han Muye refined the triple sword pavilion on Jiuxuan Mountain, and also refined the Liukui pavilion on Shattered Star Island.

The nine-tiered sword pagoda has the same appearance as the three-tiered sword pavilion and the Liukui Pavilion, but the kendo halo flashing on it is too clear and rich.

When he was refining Liukui Pavilion, Han Muye had seen the Nine-layered Sword Pavilion in the memory of that sword pavilion for three days.

It is the appearance of the sword tower in front of him.

Before the high platform, there is an introduction about the sword tower.

The Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda, the inheritance of the kendo of the Jiuyuan Xianzong in the immortal world, together with the inheritance of the 37 immortal worlds of the divine court, belongs to the cultivation method that can directly enter the immortal world.

In this Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda, all kinds of swordsmanships in the world are stored. When the cultivation is complete, they will ascend to the Immortal Stage and enter the Immortal Realm to become a disciple of Immortal Sect.

There are thirty-eight ways of the divine court inheritance, plus the divine emperor’s personal transmission, there are thirty-nine ways in total, each of which is said to be able to go straight to the fairy world.

But since ancient times, Shengxiantai was sealed off, and there has not been a major repair who entered the fairyland for countless thousands of years.

Even the news of the fairy world did not pass back half a minute.

Whether these fairyland inheritances are true or false, and whether they can really enter the fairyland sect, no one knows.

Han Muye stepped onto the high platform, raised his hand and landed on the mask.

The golden mark on the palm shattered the mask, and the palm touched the nine-story sword tower.

The sword light shone, and Han Muye's figure was instantly submerged by the sword shadow.

In front of him, countless long swords stabbed.

"Om-"

Without hesitation, the long sword flew out from the sword box behind him, the two swords were in his hand, the sword shadows flew, and all incoming swords were blocked by the sword edge.

Within three feet, I am invincible.

The two swords turned into halo, and no sword light could penetrate three feet in front of him.

At this moment, Han Muye's eyes shone brightly.

The kendo will that resides in the Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda is left by its countless predecessors, and these sword wills are the swordsmanship and swordsmanship of the ancient times.

At this time, he seemed to be fighting against countless ancient swordsmen, and when the sword light flashed, he found out a set of ancient swordsmanship.

In the world of swordsmanship, there are ten thousand swords.

The more swordsmanship Han Muye comprehends, the more powerful his own strength is, and the swordsmanship is in his hands.

"Dangdangdang-"

The shattered sword light hit the sword tower, and the sword tower was slowly lit up.

Daoist Dayan who was looking for treasure in the distance raised his head, then stared at Han Muye's long sword, slowly pressing over the sword light of the sword pavilion, and kept hitting back.

"This guy is a sword madman..."

Dayan Daoist murmured and turned to look elsewhere.

The shining sword light almost blinded his eyes.

The master's swordsmanship has surpassed to the point where he cannot perceive it.

He didn't know what kind of help he could give his master besides being useful in treasure hunting.

Could it be that he was abandoned again by Dayan Daoist, just like Jianwan was abandoned by Yuan Tianjianzun back then?

Feeling a little lost, Daoist Dayan looked down at the wooden frame in front of him.

On the wooden stand, a bluish-yellow aura flashed.

"Earth marrow, this treasure, if it can be refined, the power of the earth attribute will have unexpected changes..." Dayan Daoist's eyes lit up, and he quietly reached out.

On the high platform in the distance, the first floor of the sword tower in front of Han Muye was completely lit up.

Han Muye could feel that he had a little bit of control over the Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda.

Much closer.

The sword light in his hand continued, starting from passive defense, and slowly turned into active attack.

The sword shadow shines, and every sword strikes on the sword tower, it can resonate.

The speed of the sword tower being lit is also getting faster and faster.

From the lowest-level swordsmanship to the avenue of swords that integrates the will of kendo and controls time and space, from the basic swordsmanship of stabbing, sweeping and slashing, to kendo breaking...

The second floor of the sword tower lights up.

The third floor of the sword tower lights up.

...

On the eighth floor of the sword tower, the rising light suddenly stopped.

One more inch, and the entire sword tower is illuminated to the ninth floor.

But at this time, the two swords in Han Muye's hand stopped slowly.

All the swordsmanship he has cultivated has been performed.

Looking at the sword tower in front of him that was extremely close, yet there was a slight estrangement, Han Muye's eyes flashed with halo.

Someone in the world can refine the ninth-level sword tower, why can't he, Han Muye?

Sword, lift up.