Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The long sword vibrated and turned into a figure in the eyes of the middle-aged man who was vomiting blood.

Wearing a green robe, he has a handsome face and a body as tall and straight as a sword.

"Lu Yuejian, Lu Yuejian, if you really have a spirit, please continue my lineage..." Looking at the figure in front of him, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand, grabbed the corner of the green robe, and then let go.

His heart was broken and his soul was shattered.

Thus fell.

The young man in green robe who was transformed into a long sword squatted down, and the original confusion in his eyes slowly turned into determination.

"I am, Lu Yue?"

"No, I'm Han Muye."

"Yunlan Sword Immortal, the sword watcher of Jiuxuan Sword Sect."

Han Muye.

Transformed into a sword, he sealed the Pantian Plane Passage Altar with his true form of swordsmanship. Finally, he was sealed together with the power of the Pantian Plane and fell into the endless void.

Han Muye's true form of swordsmanship is not only the power of his own cultivation, but also the countless ancient beasts that have blessed his own original power, thus condensing a power that can compete with the Pantian plane.

The true form of Kendo, sealed by the power of the Pantian plane, is floating in the endless void.

Drawn by the original power of the Pantian plane, it fell into the Pantian plane unknowingly. It was picked up by practitioners in the Pantian plane and sent to the sect's sword-raising hut.

This kendo sect named Mitian Sword Sect is not a big force on the Pantian plane, it is just a small kendo sect located in a corner.

Han Muye's true form of swordsmanship was kept in the Sword Cultivation House of the Mitian Sword Sect for several years, and was later picked up by Guo Hua, the master of the Miyue Peak of the sect, as a portable sword.

Seeing the word "Lu Yue" on the hilt, the sword was named "Lu Yue Sword".

Lu Yuejian followed Guo Hua and saw many cultivation scenes on the Pantian plane, and Han Muye's banned soul power also quietly recovered.

A few days ago, the elders of the Mitian Sword Sect's Sword-raising Cottage invited Guo Hua to go.

When Guo Hua came out of Yangjian House, his muscles and veins were all broken, and he managed to run away from the sect.

"Just because Miyue Peak's sword inheritance threatens the main peak, Guo Hua, the most talented person on Miyue Peak, must be killed."

"How can such a sect develop?"

Han Muye, who had recovered all his memories, looked at the fallen Guo Hua and sighed and whispered.

The Mitian Sword Sect has more than a dozen peaks, large and small, with the main peak being the most respected, and the sect's inheritance is also the strongest.

However, Guo Hua was extremely gifted in swordsmanship, and with his own strength, the Miyue Peak inheritance surpassed the main peak.

The next leader of the Mitian Sword Sect is about to succeed, and no one in the main peak can overpower Guo Hua, so he has to use the hands of the elders of Yangjianlu to remove Guo Hua.

Misfortune arises from Xiao Qiang, and fellow sects kill each other.

When Guo Hua was dying, the only wish in his heart was not revenge, but to continue the inheritance of the family.

Han Muye raised his hand and looked at the blood stained between his sleeves.

It was this mouthful of warm blood full of thoughts that completely revived him, and it was also this mouthful of blood that made him no longer rejected by the Pantian plane.

"If this is a chance, then I will help you carry forward the Miyue Peak lineage."

Han Muye whispered softly, his eyes flashing.

As for other inheritances, like swordsmanship, who can compete with him, Han Muye?

Because the origin of the cultivation inheritance of the Pantian plane is extremely stable, it is impossible to mobilize external forces and can only add its own strength.

Whether it's swordsmanship or body training, in Han Muye's opinion, they are all extremely crude practices.

It's just that once a person from the Pantian plane leaves this plane and goes to the lower plane, his body is not restrained and he directly turns into a giant of ten thousand feet. He can smash the whole world with just a raise of his hands and feet, and is completely unstoppable.

There are many recruitment missions in the Pantian plane to go to other planes to fight, but you need to join a big force and have enough strength.

A small sect like the Mitian Sword Sect is not yet qualified to fight in other planes.

After burying Guo Hua, Han Muye did not go far and practiced in seclusion in the valley.

This place is not far from the Mitian Sword Sect, and it won't take long for people from the Mitian Sword Sect to come.

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Not in a deep cave.

Han Muye sat cross-legged.

On his body, traces of golden light floated, turning into golden chains.

This is the power of the great avenue of the Pantian plane, and it is also the sealing power on the altar. It weighs tens of millions of dollars at every moment, locking his body tightly.

At this time, Han Muye continued to train his body with the body-training techniques practiced by his clone, inducing the power of the seal to infuse his body.

This saves him the process of absorbing the origin of heaven and earth in this direction.

What power can be compared to the powerful origin of a certain aspect of the city?

When Han Muye refines all the chains that seal his body, he will have the strength to directly compete with a plane.

"Buzz——"

There was a loud sound, and a long sword appeared in front of him.

This sword is based on his true spirit bone as the carrier, which carries the original power of countless divine beasts, and uses his divine soul sword as the sword spirit.

If such a sword could fully activate its power, it would definitely be able to crush the entire universe with one sword!

The true spirit sword is differentiated, and only the physical body is left to be refined by the power of the Pantian plane.

The palm of his hand caressed the sword lightly, and divine light continued to intersect around Han Muye.

Ten days later.

Han Muye, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly drew his sword.

"when--"

A sword light was chopped into pieces by the sword in his hand.

Two figures were in front of him, with horror on their faces.

"Why is Lu Yuejian in your hand?"

"Where is Peak Master Guo Hua?"

The two people talking looked to be in their forties, with strong bodies, holding swords in their hands, and looking closely at Han Muye.

Outside the cave, there was a loud noise, and then several figures rushed over.

"This is Master's Lu Yue Sword!"

"Master's sword is here, then, is that tomb real?"

"Who are you, and why is Master's sword in your hand?"

The figures rushed to Han Muye and all exclaimed.

Some people's faces were full of grief, while others were full of panic.

"This person must have killed Peak Master Guo. We must avenge Peak Master Guo!" The two people who had attacked Han Muye before looked at each other and stabbed Han Muye with their swords again.

Only the edge of the sword was revealed. Among the few people who followed, someone stepped forward and blocked the two sword lights with the sword in his hand.

"This is my Miyue Peak matter, you don't have to interfere."

There was a flash of cloud light on the sword in his hand, which seemed to be icy cold.

This is a young man in his thirties, tall and with eyes as bright as lightning.

There was a faint sword aura about him, and his aura was a bit higher than that of the people around him.

As he finished speaking, several other people who were traveling with him also stood in front of Han Muye.

The two of them looked at each other, turned around and left reluctantly.

After they left, everyone in the cave looked at Han Muye.

Holding a long sword in his hand, the young man standing in front of Han Muye took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "This sword of yours——"

Before he finished speaking, Han Muye's voice sounded: "Zhang Mingyuan, I have the last words of Peak Master Guo Hua. Do you want to listen?"