Comprehensive Comprehension: Sixty Years of Observing Swords in Jiange 257, Bank of Jialing River, Nine Factions Realignment Competition (1/2 5,000-word chapter)
257, Bank of Jialing River, Nine Factions Realignment Competition (1/2 5,000-word chapter)
At that time, Zhu Shen, the elder of Jiange, went down the mountain with half of the sword art and died in the end.
The middle-grade spiritual weapon Su Yuan Sword he had fused also disappeared.
It was thought that the sword had been damaged when Elder Zhu Shen died.
Unexpectedly, this sword is in the hands of Lingdao Sect.
The largest volume in Western Xinjiang.
"Zhang Cheng sent someone to tell him that the half of the Weapon Sword Art he received was a gift from the Lingdao Sect."
Jin Ze looked at Han Muye and whispered: "The person who sent the message is trustworthy."
Credible.
That is to say, Zhang Cheng did not lie.
The one who intercepted and killed Elder Zhu Shen of Jiange was the Lingdao Sect.
This matter could have been rotten in my bones.
To even allow Zhang Cheng to take that step to practice the Bing Jian Jue and become a heavenly realm, and then to have the Jiuxuan Sword Sect and the Fengling Sword Sect become mortal enemies, is exactly in line with the Lingdao Sect's plan.
In the original plan of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, the nine sects were rearranged, and if they could become the fourth of the nine sects, they would fulfill the expectations.
If he could go one step further and replace the Taiyi Sword Sect as the leader of Xijiang Swordsmanship, it would be a blessing.
I never thought about the number one sect in Western Xinjiang.
Without Tianjing in charge, and without a strong man who could compete with Li Mubai Wanhua Zhenren, how could the Jiuxuan Sword Sect be the number one sect in Western Xinjiang?
But this time, Lingdao Sect took out the Suyuan Sword as a reward for the first sect in Western Xinjiang.
The Jiuxuan Sword Sect cannot but fight!
Even if your head is bruised and bleeding, your sword is broken and your bones are broken, you still have to fight!
"Out of the hundred disciples, five are left." Tuoba Cheng looked at Han Muye, with flames rising in his eyes.
"Gu Yuanlong, the number one in the inner sect of Tangshan Sword Sect, takes one."
"There are four places left. If Li Xixi and Deng Chungang can't come, I'll have to rely on you at Jiange."
Deng Chungang may be the Sword King of Snow Mountain in the Northern Territory.
When the monk came to Jiuxuan Mountain to get the Golden Lotus Pill, he promised to go back to the Northern Territory and tell the Sword King about the competition between the nine sects in Western Territory.
If Deng Chungang can return, there will be no suspense about this battle.
But no one knows whether the Sword King of the Snow Mountain who suppressed the Snow Demon Clan in the Northern Territory is Deng Chungang, or whether he will return.
Li Xixi went to Zhongzhou, and Jianmen also sent an elder to convey the message.
I don't know if I can come back.
If they don't come back, the only people they can rely on are a few people in the Jiange.
"Yang Mingxuan will fight on behalf of the Mingshan Sword Sect, but according to the rules mentioned before, alliances are not allowed, right?"
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged and he looked at Tuoba Cheng.
"That's right," Tuoba Cheng nodded, with a serious look on his face: "If the Jiuxuan Sword Sect wants to become the number one in Western Xinjiang, it must fight against all the elites of the entire Western Xinjiang sect."
Those sects that aspire to be among the Nine Sects have already formed alliances with each other. At a critical moment, a sect may have to face the siege of elite disciples from several or dozens of sects.
No one from the various sects in Western Xinjiang dares to say that he is a sure winner.
What's more, if the Jiuxuan Sword Sect wants to get back the sword of ancestor Zhu Shen, it must compete for the first place in the nine-sect competition.
To fight for the first place, to face off against the Lingdao Sect, the largest sect in Western Xinjiang, to overwhelm the Shangyang Demonic Sect, the largest demon sect in Western Xinjiang, to defeat the Taiyi Sword Sect, the largest sword sect in Western Xinjiang, and to compete with all the sects
Be an enemy.
However, in this battle, Jiuxuan Sword Sect has no choice.
If we don't fight today, if the ancestor is allowed to wield his sword, the energy condensed on Jiuxuan Mountain will be dissipated overnight.
Looking at Han Muye, Tuoba Cheng's expression turned solemn: "Han Muye, no matter whether you win or lose this battle, when you return, you will be the young master of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect."
"You can decide the matter on Jiuxuan Mountain with just one word."
Is this a promise or a reward?
This was the first time that Han Muye heard clear arrangements for his future.
As long as he returns to Jiuxuan Mountain alive, he will be the future master of Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
Han Muye glanced at Tuoba Cheng and Jin Ze who were standing behind him, nodded, turned around and walked out of the hall.
Watching Han Muye leave, Kanazawa sighed: "Hey, it's the sect's lack of foundation that makes it so difficult for the younger generation of disciples."
After hearing his words, Tuoba Cheng turned around and said, "Sect Master, as a sword cultivator, if the sword in your hand is not polished from time to time, won't it get rusty?"
"We all think so highly of him, how could he let us down?"
Kanazawa nodded and walked out of the hall.
His figure was a bit stooped, and his robe looked bulky on his body.
Tuoba Cheng followed with a deep halo in his eyes.
Returning to Jiange, the silent Yang Mingxuan stepped forward.
"Senior brother, I."
He looked up at Han Muye.
"Are you going back to Mingshan Sword Sect?" Han Muye nodded and said softly: "After you go back, it's best not to kill anyone."
Hearing his words, Yang Mingxuan was shocked, and a flash of red light flashed in his eyes.
Lowering his gaze, Yang Mingxuan nodded lightly.
"Bring all the elixirs you need with you. Choose a sword that you can handle and take it with you."
"When the competition comes, I may need you to lend a helping hand to the Jiuxuan Sword Sect."
Han Muye laughed and reached out to pat Yang Mingxuan on the shoulder.
When the nine sects compete, they will unite vertically and horizontally, forming an alliance between the sects. The Mingshan Sword Sect where Yang Mingxuan belongs and the Jiuxuan Sword Sect are already in an alliance.
Yang Mingxuan nodded heavily and bowed to Han Muye.
If it weren't for Han Muye and if it weren't for Jiange, Yang Mingxuan would still be a useless person even if he didn't die.
Jiang Ming said that if he didn't practice well, he wouldn't even be qualified to collect Yang Dingshan's body.
At first, he, Yang Mingxuan, did not go to Yunchaoling to collect Yang Dingshan's body.
Now, he wants to fulfill Yang Dingshan's last wish and help the Mingshan Sword Sect become one of the nine sects.
For this goal, even if...
Jiang Ming, Lu Gao and others sent Yang Mingxuan down to Jiuxuan Mountain, while Han Muye sat on the first floor of the sword pavilion and opened the book in front of him.
"Senior Brother Han."
There was a voice coming from the door of Jiange.
Han Muye raised his head, and Bai Suzhen, wearing a moon-white dress, stood in front of the sword pavilion.
She did not stop outside the sword pavilion, but stepped in slowly.
"Buzz"
The moment Bai Suzhen stepped into the sword pavilion, all the swords in the first floor of the sword pavilion vibrated slightly, and a sharp sword energy filled the air.
The cold and cold sword energy made Bai Suzhen tremble all over and her face turned pale.
Han Muye sat there, his expression unchanged.
Bai Suzhen stepped forward and placed a small cloth bag in front of Han Muye.
"Senior Brother Han, I have collected all the elixirs of the fifth-grade elixir."
Bai Suzhen entrusted Han Muye to refine the Jade Bone Pill. It took three years to finally collect the elixir.
Han Muye did not reach for the elixir, but just looked up at Bai Suzhen.
There was an unspeakable emotion in Bai Suzhen's eyes. She took a deep breath and stared at Han Muye.
"Senior Brother Han, if I take something away from the sword pavilion, will you take action?"
She bit her lip, her palms pressing on the long desk looked pale.
"Li Mubai wants you to return to Shangyang Demon Sect?" Han Muye suddenly said.
Bai Suzhen nodded.
Han Muye raised his hand, pulled out the small black sword stuck in his hair, and placed it on the long desk.
"Is this what you want?"
Bai Suzhen's eyes paused, then nodded.
"I, I just found out..."
She didn't dare to look into Han Muye's eyes.
After hearing her words, Han Muye leaned gently on the big chair and said, "Take it."
Take it!
Bai Suzhen's shoulders trembled, her eyes widened, and she looked at Han Muye.
"Really, really?"
Han Muye nodded and said calmly: "I said before that when I want to kill you one day, I will let you go."
"Trespassing to the sword pavilion, you only have this chance."
Bai Suzhen's face showed joy, and her smile bloomed, like a delicate flower blooming.
She leaned forward and put her face in front of Han Muye across the long case.
"Senior Brother Han, then, I really have to leave."
Seeing Han Muye's expressionless face, Bai Suzhen picked up the small black sword, inserted it in her hair, and then whispered: "Next time we meet, I will let you go."
After saying that, she turned around and walked out of the Sword Pavilion. When she was outside the Sword Pavilion, she turned her head, glanced at Han Muye, and left.
After all, he left.
Watching Bai Suzhen leave, Han Muye slowly sat upright.
He raised his hand, and a small black sword was inserted back into his hair.
This is the wishful transformation of the eight treasures.
He did give that small black sword to Bai Suzhen.
The refining material of this small sword is special and extremely precious.
But the most precious thing about this sword is the boundary sealing order and the power of space in it.
At this time, the power of space and the sealing order in the small sword were removed by Han Muye and placed in the Eight Treasures Ruyi.
The small sword is just a small black sword.
It's no big deal to give it to Bai Suzhen.
What's more, through the hidden space power left in the little sword, Han Muye was able to lock the position of the little sword!
Among the Shangyang Demon Sect, the one who wants this sword and even knows its function must be Li Mubai.
Han Muye was also curious about what Li Mubai would do with this sword.
With a flash of inspiration, two figures landed beside Han Muye.
"Sir, from now on I'll fix my soul in the sword. I won't wake up until you summon me." Zhao Yunlong bowed to Han Muye and whispered.
Han Muye turned to look at him and asked curiously: "Why?"
Before Zhao Yunlong could speak, Taoist Dayan beside him grinned and said, "He means that if we hadn't been here today, you would have accomplished something good with that witch."
"Actually, for us weapon spirits, we really don't have much interest in this kind of thing, and we are too lazy to look at it."
Han Muye glanced at him.
If you're too lazy to look, then why are you looking for that pretty girl?
Ignoring the two sword spirits, Han Muye raised his hand and put them into the sword box behind him.
At the door, Lu Gao and the others had turned around.
Han Muye stood up, returned to the third floor of the Jiange Pavilion, and sat cross-legged in front of the desk.
An unspeakable mysterious aura slowly surged around him.
As soon as this aura appeared, the entire third floor of the sword pavilion became blazing.
Sun Kung Fu.
The Nine-Yang Kung Fu started from Chuyang Shaoyang and was practiced during the foundation building period of Peiyuan Qi Condensation Dao.
Once you step into the earth realm, you can practice Jinyang Gong.
At the beginning, Han Muye also obtained the Jin Yang Kung and felt the mystery of it, so he went to seek out the Nine Yang Kung.
After the Golden Yang Gong, the technique goes to another level and turns into a blazing sun.
The power of the scorching sun is so powerful that it is hard to resist.
What Han Muye was practicing at this time was the Scorching Sun Kung Fu.
In the past two years, with the help of fairy spiritual roots, endless spiritual stones and elixirs, his cultivation has reached the realm of earthly enlightenment!
Crossing the earth barrier, condensing the meridians of the body, and leading the great avenues of heaven and earth to temper them. During the entire meridion opening period, Han Muye carried the power of the earth with a radius of thousands of miles on his body every day.
When the earth attribute affinity is at full level, when the water attribute affinity is at full level, the power of water and earth is superimposed, the power of earth and stone is tempered, and the power of flowing water washes away.
In two years, Han Muye passed the realm of Tongmai, and the muscles and veins in his body were as stable as rivers.
Before, when he went to the outside world of the Fire Source Realm, he was to activate the power of the void, refine his soul, and practice the divine enlightenment technique.
With the help of the Confucianism and Taoism Red Dust Curse, and the suppression of the soul power of the master realm, Han Muye's spiritual enlightenment practice went extremely smoothly.
What he is doing now is to slow down his practice speed and strengthen his foundation.
Cultivation is not just about seeking speed.
Cultivation is like climbing to the top, and the scenery along the way is indispensable.
What's more, his combat power does not match his cultivation level.
At this time, even he himself did not dare to think about his combat power.
Ten days later, the bell rang on Jiuxuan Mountain.
The mountain protection formation is activated.
Endless spiritual light rises, turning the entire mountain into a land of fairy spirits.
Sect leader Jin Ze, who was wearing a purple robe, Tuoba Cheng, the elder in charge of the sect, and Zhang Zhihe, the supreme elder of the water veins, led a hundred elites selected from the sect to board ten flying boats.
At this time, the total number of disciples selected should be ninety-eight.
In the sword pavilion, Han Muye, Lin Shen, and Lu Gao came.
Yang Mingxuan went to Mingshan Sword Sect, so it does not count as a quota.
Gu Yuanlong, the top master of Tangshan Sword Sect under the pseudonym Gu Long, will go directly to the bank of Jialing River.
As for the last vacant position, I don’t know who will return, Deng Chungang or Li Xixi.
Or, don't come back at all.
"Farewell to the sect leader, and congratulations to the Supreme Elder."
"Help me, Jiuxuan Sword Sect, win the battle."
On Jiuxuan Mountain, countless voices sounded.
There are hundreds of thousands of disciples all over the mountain. At this moment, the sect's overwhelming momentum turns into a sword light that reaches the sky, seeming to cut open the sky.
The general trend of Jiuxuan Sword Sect has been formed.
Just look at the rearrangement ratio of these nine factions!
Ten flying boats broke through the heavy clouds and moved majestically.
At the foot of Jiuxuan Mountain, figures flew up one after another.
Those are masters from various sects under the rule of Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
These people will follow the flying boat to the bank of Jialing River.
Firstly, it is to cheer for the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, and secondly, how can one not go and observe such important events in the Western Frontier?
Watching those peerless elites compete will definitely be helpful to your own practice.
"Ling Juezong Zhang Shiyang came to pay homage to the Jinze Sect Leader."
"Wuyang Sword Sect Shen Wusheng came to see Senior Brother Tuoba."
"The Exalted Immortal of Sword Dao is here. He Yixiao comes to pay homage."
In front of the ten flying boats, the sound kept coming back and forth.
After the flying boat, those who escaped with their swords were accompanied by the flying boats of the sect, which stretched for dozens of miles, and their spiritual light turned into a long dragon for thousands of miles, causing a roar in the sky.
Only with this kind of power can it look like traveling in large numbers.
"Today I saw the power of the Jiu Xuan Sword Sect again, and the nine factions competed. The position of the Jiu Xuan Sword Sect is secure."
On the deck of a spaceship, an old man in a blue robe gently stroked his beard and spoke with a smile.
The Jiuxuan Sword Sect is not only majestic and powerful, but those elite disciples can see their magnanimity and combat power at a glance.
Such a strong person will definitely be able to show his prominence in the nine factions competition.
"That's of course. If it weren't for the Nine-Xuan Sword Sect not yet being in the Heavenly Realm, even the top three would be able to think about it." Outside the flying boat, a green-robed sword cultivator flashed and landed on it.
"It turns out to be Senior Brother Jin," the old man who spoke before laughed, and then said, "I wonder which one of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, Senior Brother, is most optimistic about soaring into the sky?"
Investing early is the way to go.
Among these hundreds of Jianmen elites, which ones are worthy of investment need to be decided early.
This investment may last for hundreds of years until this person reaches the top.
"If Junior Brother Hu believes in me, he can establish some friendship with the direct descendants of Jiuxuan Sword Sect."
A flash of spiritual light flashed in the eyes of the sword cultivator surnamed Jin.
Others on the deck looked at each other.
"Senior brother, what about the banishment of swordsmanship to immortals?" Someone said in a low voice.
Among the young people in Western Xinjiang, who can compare with the swordsman who banished the immortal?
If you want to invest, you should invest in this person first, right?
Hearing this, the sword cultivator surnamed Jin turned around to look, the divine light in his eyes disappeared, and he whispered: "I just saw Han Banxian from a distance."
He shook his head and said softly: "If the aura is not visible, the sword light is hard to see."
"The level of cultivation, I'm afraid..."
I'm afraid I don't have enough cultivation.
It took two years to rebuild it from scratch. Even if you are a genius, what can you do?
"This time Han Banxian came to the Jialing River to make those masters of various sects who promised not to fight him fulfill their promises."
The sword cultivator surnamed Jin raised his head and looked forward, sighing softly: "Even if the swordsman banished the immortal and became unknown, I, Jin Yitang, also admire him."
"How many swordsmen in the world can sacrifice their whole body to kill demons and save people?"
After he finished speaking, everyone else nodded.
As the flying boat moved forward, more and more sects and masters followed behind.
They gradually figured out the situation of the disciples of Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
Several direct descendants are all extremely powerful in battle.
Most of the top-ranked masters in the inner sect have the ability to connect the earth realm to Qishen.
This level of cultivation is already at the level of powerful elders in smaller sects.
The most talked about thing is the Han banished immortal who seems to be silent.
In fact, in the past two years, the famous Han Banxian has not taken action again, and there are no public comments or stories, and there is not even news about his improvement in practice.
This explains it all.
It's just that many people still have illusions.
In the past few days, many people sighed inwardly when they saw Han Muye breathing out his breath in the morning sun on the deck and holding a book to read. His aura was as ordinary as a mortal.
The miracle did not happen after all.
"If I hadn't seen so many elixirs from Han Banxian in the past two years, I, Lao Jin, would have thought that you had really lost your cultivation."
In the cabin, Jin Jialin, the big shopkeeper of Jinlong Trading Company and the head of the Jin family, looked at Han Muye in front of him and laughed.
"You Han Banxian, you don't look like the elites like the Great Demon of the East China Sea, nor do you look like those strong swordsmen who are restrained but fierce."
After a pause, Jin Jialin looked curious and stared at Han Muye: "It looks like a great Confucian and Taoist cultivator I have seen before."
This guy's eyes are quite poisonous, no wonder he was able to accumulate such a huge fortune.
Han Muye looked at him and said calmly: "Master Jin, what's the news from the East China Sea?"
Hearing Han Muye's question, Jin Jialin nodded and handed over a jade slip.
Han Muye took the jade slip and scanned it with his spiritual mind.
"Guo Tianjin, the first direct descendant of the East China Sea Yunhai Sword Sect?"
"What price did the Wind Spirit Sword Sect pay?"
"Did Lingdao Sect really collude with the Great Demon of the East China Sea?"
The jade slips contain various information about the East China Sea.
There is even news of a great demon hiding in the Southern Wilderness.
The value of this jade slip is absolutely inestimable.
"Thank you so much, Master Jin." Han Muye put away the jade slips and spoke softly.
Jin Jialin smiled and shook his head, and said softly: "Han Banxian, you are one of the most important partners of my Jin family. Isn't it normal to provide you with some information?"
"After this battle, the general situation in Western Border has changed. Maybe the Jiuxuan Sword Sect will buck the trend and overwhelm Western Border."
There was a strange look on Jin Jialin's face, and he whispered: "I know that Lingdao Sect took out a sword as a reward."
Sure enough, with his hands and eyes, he could find out all this information.
Han Muye nodded, his eyes filled with depth: "My Jiu Xuan Sword Sect has insufficient strength, so I didn't want to be in the position where the big tree attracts the wind."
"Looking at it now, we have to fight."
Having said this, he said calmly: "Fine, let's fight."
"As a sword cultivator, you can fight in the world. The position of the number one sect in Western Xinjiang is up for grabs."
Hearing his words, Jin Jialin laughed loudly.
Ahead, the clouds shook.
A huge burst of water vapor rushed over.
Jialing River has arrived.
Han Muye walked out of the cabin.
On the first flying boat, Lord Jinze and Tuoba Cheng stood in the sky.
"Nine Xuan Sword Sect of Western Xinjiang, come to attend the meeting of the nine sects' rearrangement"
Tuoba Cheng shouted loudly, and the shadow of the white tiger rose behind him, and the thousand-foot white tiger looked up to the sky and howled!
On the ten flying boats, the sword light turned into the wings of a white tiger, fluttering about to fly.
The overwhelming sword intent rushed forward.
"boom"
The clouds on the Jialing River were pushed away.
"Muyang Zong is waiting for the arrival of Jiuxuan Sword Sect" the voice sounded, and the spiritual light turned into a pagoda, blocking the white tiger's figure.
"The Zhudao Sword Sect has been waiting here for a long time." A sword light hit the sky.
"The Infernal Taoist Sect respectfully welcomes the Nine-Xuan Sword Sect." The sword lights turned into flywheels and rotated, blocking the thousands of feet of sky.
"Lingdao Sect, welcome fellow Taoist Jinze, all fellow Taoists to participate in this competition." A golden seal struck the white tiger head-on.
Tuoba Cheng laughed loudly and shook his arms.
"boom"
The white tiger sword exploded with a bang, transforming into a golden tiger, with a body collision, and rushed away all obstacles.
"Roar"
Tigers roared, mountains and rivers shook, and waves surged into the sky on the Jialing River!
The Jiuxuan Sword Sect comes against the odds!
At this moment, the only sound between heaven and earth is the roar of tigers and the roar of swords!
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
It is said that today is the last day for double monthly pass?
It is said.
I don't know either.
I don’t know anything, so I just keep my head down and code words every day...