This was not the first time Han Muye had seen the fairy world.

Among the several treasures passed down from the fairy world, he has seen what the fairy world looks like.

Immortal energy is lingering, and the ground is filled with immortals and Buddhas.

But those are all kinds of memory images, and after all, they are different from the personal experience at this time.

Immortal Qi, the thread that penetrates the body and has the power to tear through the meridians is the Immortal Qi.

Different from absorbing the stored immortal energy in the mortal world, when these immortal energy enters the body, it directly circulates in the meridians of the body, stimulating the power of the blood vessels throughout the body.

Moreover, Han Muye discovered that these immortal energy flowing in the meridians can bring unique power to the immortal energy even without the use of martial arts.

This trace of power will quietly change the body, meridians, and soul.

This is a power that is completely higher than spiritual energy, and the difference is not even an order of magnitude.

The power contained in a trace of immortal energy can be a hundred times that of the same amount of spiritual energy.

No wonder the fairy world exists above the ordinary world of cultivation, and countless practitioners want to ascend to the fairy world.

Practicing with the immortal energy in the immortal world can indeed make people reborn and have stronger power.

Who is not obsessed with power?

"Buzz——"

Han Muye was surrounded by a faint fairy light.

The big man leading the way quietly turned his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

As expected, he is a disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect. Before, he only completed tasks in the lower realm.

If you are not a person in the immortal world, how can you directly stimulate the power of immortality?

"You don't have a good flying sword?" Han Muye moved, walked side by side with the black-armored man, and spoke loudly.

The big man's face flashed, and when he saw the sword light under Han Muye's feet, his eyes were filled with envy: "If I am to report back to the young master, I am only a guard of the Sword Sect's outer sect, so how can I use a good sword..."

The sword under Han Muye's feet was a high-quality magical sword, and it was capable of speed-transformation. Just pouring a little spiritual energy into it could show rapid speed.

Han Muye had just tested it. After switching to the immortal energy running in his body, the sword's escape speed instantly increased by more than ten times, and the feeling of obstruction that originally came from it also disappeared.

The power of spiritual energy in the fairy world is too suppressed by the power of the world, and its power is reduced by more than ten times, and it is difficult to replenish it.

This is quite a problem.

The power of one's own spiritual energy has become a consumable. Use less and less, and the power of immortal energy is only absorbed in a small amount for the time being. It is equivalent to a low-level practitioner who has just started to practice.

No, Immortal Cultivator.

Han Muye was a little curious as to how much immortal energy the two clones of the Endless Heavenly Lord and the water spirit of the Spirit-armored Demon Tribe possessed and could support being hunted.

As for himself, he is not in a hurry. He has a huge reserve of immortal energy.

"Here, this sword is given to you. Give me your broken sword." Han Muye raised his hand and made a move, and the low-grade spiritual weapon level sword at the foot of the black-armored man flew into his hand.

In his hand, a long sword, a high-grade spiritual weapon, flew out.

The big man in black armor grabbed the sword, his face full of surprise.

A sword with a high-grade spiritual weapon is worth a hundred times as much as one's own low-grade spiritual weapon.

"Du Sanzhen, thank you for the reward, young master." The big man bowed to Han Muye gratefully.

"Hurry up and refine it." Han Muye waved his hand and held the big man's sword with an indifferent expression on his face, waving his hand impatiently.

From Du Sanzhen's point of view, it was clear that he disliked his flight for being too slow.

As expected, he was a major disciple of the Immortal Sect. Just because his escape speed was slow, he was directly rewarded with a high-grade spiritual weapon!

He quickly grasped the long sword and activated the immortal energy in his body to refine it. He did not care that the connection between him and the long sword that he had refined for countless years disappeared.

Disciples of the Xuanling Sword Sect have many means to cut off the connection between themselves and their swords.

He was focused on quickly refining the long sword in his hand, and did not think about why Han Muye, a major disciple of the sect, exchanged swords with him and why he severed his connection with the long sword.

Han Muye held the sword in his hand and discovered that the long sword contained a trace of fairy energy.

His own immortal energy circulated, and the sword intention poured into it, destroying the idea in the long sword. All the memories in it were displayed in his mind like running water.

The sword is named Changming and is made from pure iron. Wanjie gold is added to it and it is refined using the method of returning the three original elements to their positions.

The sword is three feet and two inches long and weighs nine kilograms. The edge of the sword is engraved with spiritual patterns.

This surprised Han Muye.

He originally thought that the swords in the fairy world should all be carved with immortal patterns, but he didn't expect them to be just spiritual patterns in the world of ordinary practice.

The immortal treasure passed down from the immortal world in his own hand, the most precious treasure, is actually carved with immortal patterns.

But he also understands that the immortal energy consumed by the immortal pattern is too much.

The power of spiritual patterns is not as good as that of immortal patterns, but it is better because it is driven by immortal energy and consumes very little. It is suitable for low-level practitioners.

From the Changming Sword, Han Muye finally gained a sufficient understanding of the spiritual world of immortality.

There are several large sects in this Immortal Realm that are jointly in charge, including the Xuanling Sword Sect and the Blood War Sect that currently controls the lower realm.

The immortal world is vast, with a radius of countless billions of miles. Practitioners rarely go out of their own area. If they want to go far away, they are connected through teleportation arrays.

But for golden elixir practitioners like Du Sanzhen, they simply cannot afford the immortal spirit stones for the teleportation array.

Low-level practitioners in the immortal world are also in the three realms of heaven, earth, and human, but they practice immortal energy. Getting started is more difficult than practicing spiritual energy in the lower world, and there are fewer practitioners.

In this way, the Immortal Realm is vast, sparsely populated, and rich in resources. Basically, all the sects gather around the mountain gate and abandon the wilderness.

Those wastelands have become a paradise for all kinds of fairy and monster beasts.

The so-called outer sect disciples like Du Sanzhen attached themselves to a large sect, and then took on various conquest missions to earn fairy spirit stones to practice.

In the fairy world, there are many such casual cultivators.

Du Sanzhen's knowledge of cultivation was limited to this place called Yuze State, and the strongest people he met were only a few masters of the Human Immortal Realm.

Among them was a Yuzezhou garrison disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect.

The guard disciple of the Sword Sect named Wang Minghe took action in the wasteland and killed a peak-level monster with three swords.

Comprehend the swordsmanship of the Xuanling Sword Sect, and listen to the wind while listening to the wind.

Although it was only three moves, Han Muye had roughly figured out the trajectory of Xuanling Sword Sect's swordsmanship.

Coupled with the two sets of Xuanling Sword Sect's basic swordsmanship that Du Sanzhen exchanged for mission rewards, Han Muye could really display the Xuanling Sword Sect's swordsmanship at this time.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When Du Sanzhen refined the sword a few times, his flight speed became several times faster.

Han Muye followed him, not hastily or slowly, as if he was wandering in a courtyard, which made Du Sanzhen admire him even more.

Along the way, Han Muye continued to digest some of the information found in Du Sanzhen's sword.

The fairy world is too big, and all kinds of low-level information are intertwined, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.

But because of this, he can easily make up sources about his origins, his swordsmanship, etc.

"Buzz——"

Du San flashed his sword in front, and Han Muye followed him, stopping above a small hill with scattered pavilions.

Various sword rays can be seen flying around, and spells are floating in the air.

Du Sanzhen took out a jade tablet in his hand, and poured a touch of immortal energy into it. Within a moment, three sword lights flew down.

This sword light is fast and the immortal energy is clear.

The person in charge was wearing a green half-armor, with a long sword on his back that was shining through. His bun on his head was tied with a wooden hairpin, and his chin was slightly bearded. He looked to be in his forties, and he was in a state of cultivation, at least in the heavenly realm.

Behind him were two young men with vigilant faces, both carrying long swords and glowing with a faint green light.

"Disciple of this sect?" The forty-year-old sword cultivator glanced at the jade plaque in Du Sanzhen's hand, and then looked at Han Muye who was following closely behind.

Han Muye had a faint sword light on his body and was surrounded by green energy.

But based on this alone, it cannot be concluded that he is a disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect.

Du Sanzhen turned to look at Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded, and a green sword light appeared around him.

This time, the sword light not only carries the secret mark of being a disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect, but also the blessing of the Xuanling Sword Sect's basic swordsmanship.

Sure enough, as soon as the sword light appeared, the expressions on the faces of the three people in front of them softened a lot.

The middle-aged swordsman nodded and said loudly: "My name is Wang Jintai, the guard of the Sword Sect stationed in Fuliao Wasteland."

"I can't determine your identity based on this mark alone. Come with me."

He moved and turned around to see a towering green four-story attic below.

Sword Pavilion, or Sword Tower.

It was the same sword tower inherited from the Shangtian Domain Sword Pavilion, but it was slightly changed in shape.

This sword tower looks more aggressive, not just for hiding swords like on Jiuxuan Mountain.
To be continued...