Han Muye looked at Master Tu Sun, who looked proud, and nodded slightly.

The number one swordsman in Western Xinjiang.

He hangs out among the scattered cultivators, deceives and deceives him for two hundred spiritual stones, and talks about life and death.

When he drew his sword, he was full of swear words, like a chattering village man.

All these appearances turned into nothingness before the rolling sword river.

One sword and two swords are powerful, the swords are powerful like mountains, the sky collapses and the earth splits.

The force of the sword is like a river, carrying the mud flow and traveling for thousands of miles!

This type of swordsmanship is what makes a swordsman unrivaled in the world.

The number one sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang, he is worthy of his name.

"You also think this swordsmanship is good?" Master Tu Sun's face became even more proud, and he raised his hand and pointed to the front where the sword river was sweeping.

Countless strong men from the demon clan were trapped in it and turned into powder.

"This swordsmanship is really the best in Western Xinjiang." Han Muye answered seriously, and then said: "I wonder what this swordsmanship will look like if it is combined with the power of mountains and rivers?"

Master Tu Sun, who originally had a smile on his face, looked stiff.

He waved his hands, muttered a few times, looked up into the distance, and curled his lips and said, "You brat, aren't you making things difficult for me? Who can master the three sword movements without Nascent Soul at level five or above?"

Cultivation in this world has one level of realm and one level of heaven.

The third level of the human realm is to cultivate the essence, condense the energy, and build the foundation. Each level has nine levels to gather the foundation of practice.

When you reach the third level of the Earth Realm, you can open up your meridians, enlighten your spirit, form elixirs, and form golden elixirs. If you have perfected your practice, you will be able to achieve a heavenly realm that is unrivaled in the world.

At the third level of the heavenly realm, Yuanying, leaves the body and transforms into a spirit. When reaching the heavenly realm, the physical body becomes a raft, and the Yuanying soul is a treasure. Hold the treasure and practice, letting it go forever.

Nascent Soul, that is the beginning of breaking away from the mundane world and harnessing the power of heaven and earth to transform the Great Dao into one's own material wealth.

This kind of power is the best in the world and the pinnacle of Western Xinjiang.

In heavenly realm cultivation, every step of accumulation is terrifying.

Countless resources have accumulated, and it is difficult to make even an inch of progress.

Even though Master Tu Sun was invincible in swordsmanship, his own cultivation was stuck at the second level of Nascent Soul and had not moved for hundreds of years.

"Only at the fifth level of Nascent Soul can one understand the three sword powers?"

Han Muye whispered softly.

Really?

At this time, in his mind, the swordsmanship images of Master Tu Sun holding a sword to collapse a mountain and waving his hand to form a river kept flowing.

"Buzz——"

After changing back and forth several times, the picture roared, the mountains and rivers merged into each other, and turned into a sea of ​​swords!

Who said that those who are not at the fifth level of Nascent Soul cannot comprehend the third sword power?

The third type of sword momentum is nothing more than the merging of general trends, turning the sea into mulberry fields!

"boom--"

Above Han Muye's head, the endless spiritual energy rolled back and turned into a vortex.

All the nearly viscous powers remaining in the surrounding world were swept away and poured directly into Han Muye's Dantian.

The originally chaotic spiritual energy in Han Muye's dantian continued to rotate and divided into nine levels of clear and turbid clouds.

The space of his Qi sea rolled and surged, and the space expanded ten times!

In the already empty divine treasure, there is a trace of divine soul sword energy condensed.

His hair, which was originally covered in gray due to excessive depletion of his longevity, turned into black and blue visible to the naked eye, with only a few gray hairs on his temples.

"This can lead to enlightenment." Master Tu Sun muttered, then clicked his tongue a few times, with a strange look on his face: "You are really good at building foundations..."

Build foundation.

On the top of the mountain gate of Yuntai Dao Sect, watching the magnificent sword strike of Master Tu Sun, the first sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang, Han Muye, who was enlightened, made a breakthrough in his cultivation. It was a matter of course, and he became a foundation-building practitioner.

The foundation building period is the last level of the human realm and the foundation of the earth realm. It is also the beginning of the practitioner's escape from the mundane world and the mundane world.

Having built the foundation of the great road, he has lived for more than five hundred years and is no longer a mortal wandering around in the world.

When Han Muye opened his eyes, sword light shone in his eyes.

Build the foundation and cultivate the base.

The spiritual energy in the Dantian is ten times the previous reserve, and the eighteen immortal pills are surging with medicinal power, infusing spiritual energy every moment.

The two sword pills rotated gently, playing freely, and landed on the top of the nine-layer cloud platform. Below the cloud platform, a sword flashed like a fish, flashing halo.

This sword intention was the result of Han Muye's latent cultivation and cultivation, and it was his own power that he refined.

In the air sea space, the original feeling of fullness and tearing was greatly reduced, and the ninety sword intentions slowly floated and rotated.

The two sword intentions that already had half a step of sword power became more solid, and it seemed that as long as there was an opportunity, they could truly turn into sword power.

In the Divine Hidden Space, the purple jade elixir has only half of its potency left.

But at this time, the divine treasure space expanded tenfold, and the originally thin divine soul sword energy slowly began to condense again.

Once you enter the foundation building, heaven and earth will be divided into immortals and mortals!

Standing in the void, Han Muye's body is surrounded by sword energy, his clothes are floating in the wind, and his body is like an immortal.

"boom--"

It was not until this moment that the sword river that rushed hundreds of miles away collapsed, turned into endless sword energy, and exploded.

This sword energy will blast all the monsters trapped in the sword river into pieces.

The sword river swept across, and there was not a single demon clan left in the Southern Wilderness.

"Master Tu Sun, you want to fight me to the death in the Southern Wilderness——"

Thousands of miles away, there was a sound.

A giant palm struck down, shattering all the sword energy.

Then the demonic energy raged and seemed to be coming back.

Master Tu Sun snorted and watched the ancient sword above Han Muye slowly dissipate, with a trace of regret on his face.

If it weren't for the fact that the hundred breath time had not expired and Han Muye's Divine Soul Sword dissipated, those Southern Wilderness monsters wouldn't have even dared to fart.

"Boy, you help me with a sword, and I will give you a sword in return."

Master Tu Sun whispered, and his body shook. All the power of his soul that belonged to Han Muye's sword dissipated above Han Muye's head and was reversed, falling into Han Muye's body.

Is this, giving the Soul Sword Qi to yourself?

Han Muye looked at Master Tu Sun in confusion.

Master Tu Sun's cultivation of this divine soul sword also took a lot of time and a lot of divine soul power.

The key is that in this divine soul sword energy, there is Master Tu Sun’s spiritual practice and enlightenment, the sword’s power!

"I'll give it to you as I said. I'm also the strongest swordsman in Western Xinjiang. Can I still take advantage of you?"

Master Tu Sun glared at Han Muye and ignored him. He turned and looked down at the gate of Yuntai Daozong.

"Hurry up, pack up, and follow me to Yunchaoling."

Master Tu Sun pointed at the demonic energy rolling in the distance and said coldly: "I won't do it a second time."

"Fellow Taoist Tu..." The Qingpao Taoist who had been crying out in agony below looked excited, bowed to Master Tu Sun, and then shouted: "Collect, no, all the disciples, you can leave and go to Yunchaoling!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After the Taoist finished speaking, he paused and raised his hand to throw out a hundred-foot flying boat.

Those low-level disciples rushed onto the flying boat, and other earth-level masters also scattered various flying magic weapons, leading a large number of Yuntai Dao Sect disciples towards Yunchaoling.

At this time, Han Muye had just pressed the divine soul sword that Master Tu Sun had given him into the divine treasure, and suppressed it a little.

The Soul Sword Qi that Master Tu Sun gave him was too strong and already had the power of a sword. Even if he took it away, it would still need to be refined slowly.

This process cannot be accomplished in a short time.

Seeing everyone in Yuntai Dao Sect fleeing away, Han Muye glanced at the rolling demon clouds and whispered: "Senior, let's go too."

If you don't leave, you will have to face the demon clan again.

He didn't want to fight again.

There is no point in fighting, so why bother.

Master Tu Sun waved his hand and said with a grin: "Look, so many good things on Yuntai Mountain were not taken away and were just left to the demon clan. Isn't it a pity?"

pity?

So what, there must be a lot of treasures from Yuntai Dao Sect, but there is no time to search them carefully.

There are also many various buildings that took countless hours to build, and the elixirs and plants planted can only benefit the demon clan.
To be continued...