The top of Jiuxuan Mountain is filled with clouds, like a fairyland.
The grand hall is simple and vast.
This great hall has stood erect on Jiuxuan Mountain and has survived for thousands of years. It has faced countless crises and has never fallen down due to fault.
Walking up the stone steps, Han Muye could see countless cracks on the stone steps.
These are the fragments left by the battle, as well as the cracks on the sword's edge.
"Thousands of years ago, a large number of sects were attacked and killed. At the most critical moment of the sect, everyone in the sect was besieged in this Jiuxuan Palace."
Behind Han Muye, a voice sounded.
Han Muye turned around and saw a majestic old man wearing a lavender robe.
"Han Muye has met Elder Lu."
Lu Hao, the fifth lineage of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, the Supreme Elder of the Golden Lineage, and the peak pill-forming powerhouse.
This person has always been in charge of Jianzhantang from behind and rarely appears on weekdays.
Compared with the two Supreme Beings who were in charge of the spiritual land and the library, Elder Lu Hao was more serious about killing.
"Well, actually the sword pavilion has a special existence in our Jiuxuan Sword Sect." Lu Hao nodded and strode up.
Han Muye took a wrong step and walked with him.
"You are the guard of Jiange, you should know the secret of Jiange."
"The Jiuxuan Sword Sect depends on the Sword Pavilion for its existence. The Sword Pavilion is protected by the Jiuxuan Sword Sect and will never be destroyed."
"Each Jiangge guard has the same status as Supreme Elder."
Lu Hao didn't squint his eyes and spoke calmly.
Han Muye knew what he meant.
Even if Han Muye's cultivation level is not enough, as long as he is sitting in the sword pavilion, he has the same status as several supreme elders.
Back then, the Jiuxuan Sword Gate was established because it was stationed at the Sword Pavilion.
The Sword Pavilion is the foundation of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
The two of them walked together to the golden and bronze gate, straightened their clothes, and walked slowly into the hall.
In the main hall, there are nearly a hundred seats arranged on both sides.
This is almost the strongest strength of Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
Hundreds of realms, at least the divine enlightenment stage.
In the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, only Qishen is qualified to serve as a deacon and elder.
The Lingdao Sect issued an edict that no one should take action during the elixir-formation period in Western Border, and most people went down the mountain during the Jiuxuan Sword Sect's elixir-formation period.
More than half of the people in this hall are masters at the Dan Formation stage.
Han Muye came with Lu Hao and immediately attracted attention.
"This is Senior Brother Lu's disciple?"
"No, it's the guard of Jiange. Senior Brother Gao Changgong explained it when he left."
"Guardian of Jiange? There seems to be a lot going on in Jiange recently?"
…
In the main hall, various whispers sounded.
Han Muye looked forward and walked to the middle of the hall with Lu Hao.
"That's your seat."
Lu Hao stretched out his finger to point to the long case on the left side of his head.
Han Muye nodded, walked over, sat behind the long desk, and sat silently.
Lu Hao walked to an empty seat at the top and sat down.
Beside him, Zhang Zhiyuan, who was guarding the spiritual place, and Wu Ziyuan, who was guarding the library, had already arrived.
One after another, several more elders arrived.
Han Muye glanced around and saw that most of them had white hair and old faces.
On the lower side, there are also many deacons and elders who look to be in their prime of life sitting upright.
There is no fault among the masters of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
After dozens or hundreds of years, the next generation of masters will also grow up.
"Tang Chi."
Suddenly someone whispered in the main hall.
Han Muye looked up and saw a thin young man wearing a green robe and a golden crown striding towards him.
Is this Tang Er?
The direct disciple is second, and the inner sect is first.
In the Sword Gate, there is very little information about this person. We only know that this person has been in seclusion at the beginning and did not even come out of seclusion when Li Xixi challenged him.
As if sensing Han Muye's gaze, Tang Chi raised his head, nodded slightly to Han Muye, and then strode to a long case that was placed diagonally.
It is also a sitting position.
"Tang Chi's cultivation broke through to the eighth level of Qishen some time ago, so he is given the qualification to attend the Elders' Council."
"Today, Han Muye, the new guard of Jiange, is also present."
From the top position, the voice of Sect Master Kanazawa came.
After more than half a year, Han Muye finally saw Kanazawa again.
At this time, Kanazawa's face has not changed much, but he looks a little older.
Han Muye frowned slightly and said nothing.
He had suffered from the depletion of his lifespan before and was extremely sensitive to the aura of the end of his lifespan.
Now that he saw Kanazawa's appearance, it was clear that his longevity was about to be cut off.
Isn't that the case?
With Kanazawa's cultivation level, even if he destroys the golden elixir himself, it won't damage his longevity too much.
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Han Muye looked at his nose and heart with his eyes and ears.
For this kind of meeting, don’t you just need to wear ears?
"Fengling Sword Sect officially submitted the documents."
"We will redefine the territory and there will be no war for the next hundred years."
Kanazawa looked down and spoke calmly.
There will be no war for a hundred years.
Redraw the territory.
This also shows that within a hundred years, Jiuxuan Sword Sect has become the de facto second sword sect in Western Xinjiang.
Among the nine sects, Jiuxuan Sword Sect finally became the first sect under the three major sects.
Many of the elders present looked sad and excited.
Three hundred years?
Five hundred years?
Jiuxuan Sword Sect has spent several generations of hard work and finally reached its current status.
They are getting old, but isn't it what they want for the descendants of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect to prosper?
With the current power of Jiuxuan Sword Sect, if there is no chance of fighting for another hundred years, a master of the heaven realm will definitely be cultivated.
A hundred years from now, even if the dispute with Fengling Sword Sect breaks out again, Jiuxuan Sword Sect will not be afraid.
"Sect Master, I propose that the first-line disciples of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect return and we hold a grand memorial ceremony."
A white-haired old man stood up and shouted loudly.
"Three hundred years ago, our Jiuxuan Sword Sect was suppressed by Fengling Sword Sect for three hundred years. This time, it will be a great celebration."
His words made countless responses echo in the hall.
This place has a lifespan of hundreds of years, and many people here have survived these three hundred years. The hardships of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect in the past three hundred years are vivid in my mind.
"Yes, Sect Master, you will preside over it."
"Sect Master, you have worked so hard for our sect that you have achieved this great victory, and you have sacrificed so much..." An old man spoke excitedly, and when he spoke with emotion, his whole body trembled.
At the first place, Kanazawa was also a little excited.
But after calming down, he still shook his head and waved his hands: "It's not that I'm not celebrating, it's because the overall situation is in danger and I can't celebrate."
Is the overall situation at risk?
Those old men who were still excited were stunned.
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged as he walked away and listened quietly.
He has obtained a lot of information from the sword of the Southern Wilderness Demon.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Things are really not optimistic over Fengshou Mountain.
"The latest battle report shows that on the front line of Fengshou Mountain, fifty of the fallen sects have fallen."
"Nearly ten members of both the Lingdao Sect and the Yuntai Dao Sect have died in the Danjie stage."
Kanazawa's calm words silenced the entire hall.
There are many powerful people in the Western Frontier, but in just a short time, fifty of them have already fallen.
Fifty positions are already the strength of the last sect of nine sects.
There are also ten strong Dan-forming masters who have fallen, which is really damaging.
There are so many formed pills in the entire Jiuxuan Sword Sect hall. If ten of them were to die at once, they might not be able to make up for it in a hundred years.
Which alchemy master didn't take hundreds of years to cultivate?
The Lingdao Sect is the largest sect in Western Xinjiang. It doesn't hurt if the Pill Formation Overhaul falls. The Yuntai Taoist Sect does not have the family fortune of the Lingdao Sect.
It's just that Yuntai Dao Sect is not far from Fengshou Mountain and cannot be avoided.
"Several heavenly realm demons from the Southern Wilderness are coming to Fengshou Mountain, and young powerful men from several big clans in the Southern Wilderness are also coming."
"Senior Brother Tu, Master Tu, is already in charge of Fengshou Mountain."
Kanazawa said softly.
The number one swordsman in Western Xinjiang, Master Tu Sun of the Taiyi Sword Sect.
Even this guy has to go to the front line?
There are four people in the Xijiang Heavenly Realm. Except for Fengling Taoist Zhang Cheng who is in retreat for healing, one of the other three has already arrived at Fengshou Mountain.
Is the war situation in Western Xinjiang really so dangerous?
In the main hall, everyone was silent and did not speak again.
"Senior Brother Lu, the entire Sword Battle Hall will be transferred to Fengshou Mountain in three days." Jin Ze turned to look at Lu Hao and spoke in a deep voice.
"Senior brother, you will lead the team yourself."
Lu Hao nodded.
A supreme elder led the team, and he was also an elder with golden veins, a man with powerful killing power.
Moreover, the disciples of the Sword Battle Hall who had been fighting against the Fengling Sword Sect for nearly a year were transferred to Fengshou Mountain.
Sword cultivators who have fought hard like this are truly elite.
Han Muye felt that Jiuxuan Sword Sect would not want to just play a supporting role in Fengshou Mountain this time.
No family in Xijiang would be willing to suppress so many younger disciples in Fengshou Mountain, right?
"Also, many sects also contributed to the Sword Sect disciples' efforts to exterminate the demonic chaos."
"This time it's time to unite these people and organize a force."
Jin Ze's eyes fell on Han Muye, and then moved back.
"Jiange's method of offering rewards this time is a good one."
"Our Jiuxuan Sword Sect can be generous again."
"One hundred thousand meritorious deeds."
"One hundred spiritual weapons."
Kanazawa's eyes revealed a deep spiritual light, and he looked around: "Everyone, who should be in command of this second support army?"
One hundred spiritual weapons.
One hundred thousand meritorious deeds.
Han Muye felt that Kanazawa was more open-minded about spending money than he was.
Is this the courage of a sect leader?
After Jin Ze finished speaking, all eyes in the hall turned to Han Muye, and then looked to the other side.
Tang Chi.
Sure enough, people like these in the sect don’t do things without reason.
Isn't it just for this matter that Tang Chi came to attend?
Most of the disciples in the sect who have calmed down the demons and chaos are not very high in cultivation.
There are also people from other sects who are going south with Huang Laoliu. There are not many experts, but there are many people.
These people organized themselves into a second army to support Fengshou Mountain.
In Han Muye's opinion, the more important role of these armies is to enhance their reputation and serve as cannon fodder.
This is the fate of low-level practitioners.
Sitting behind the long desk, listening to the discussion in the hall about who would lead the team, how to train, and how to go to Fengshou Mountain, Han Muye felt like he had become a chess watcher.
Not a chess piece.
Not a chess player.
Chess spectators must behave like chess spectators.
Watch the chess without saying a word.
Until the end of the discussion, Han Muye did not say a word.
After the discussion was over, all the elders dispersed, and Han Muye also stood up and walked out of the hall.
"Nineteen, please help me more in the future." Tang Chi, who was wearing a green robe, walked to Han Muye's side and spoke softly.
Tang Er, Han Shijiu.
"Second brother, don't worry. I, Jiange, will definitely help you if I can."
Han Muye nodded.
In the discussion just now, we finally proposed that Jianmen should work together as one to overcome the difficulties.
The so-called unity of mind is not just bloodletting.
The sword pavilion now only has swords, and at most it will just support a group of them.
"Nineteen, they say you are a good alchemist. I wonder if you can help my second brother refine a few pills?"
Tang Chi looked at Han Muye and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will definitely not miss you a spiritual stone."
Pill?
Easy, let Jiang Ming make two furnaces.
As for the spiritual stones and so on, Tang Chi would give them to him if he wanted to, and he wouldn't give them up if he didn't.
"For the sect, this little pill is nothing." Han Muye waved his hand and walked out of the hall.
"Nineteenth brother is generous." Tang Chi laughed, stood where he was and said, "One more thing. Jiange Huangzhenxiong has attracted hundreds of thousands of practitioners to Fengshou Mountain. Can nineteenth brother let him stop for a while?"
stop?
Han Muye slowly turned around and looked at Tang Chi.
Tang Chi nodded gently with a smile on his face.
"Brother Tang, don't you have a Taoist companion?"
Han Muye suddenly spoke up.
Tang Chi shook his head and said: "In order to prosper the sect and practice cultivation, naturally I have no intention of seeking the path——"
Before he finished speaking, Han Muye said lightly: "Fortunately."
"Second Brother Tang, you are renounced and have only Taoism in your heart. It is better not to find a Taoist partner."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Looking at Han Muye's back, Tang Chi slowly narrowed his eyes.