Comprehensive Comprehension: Sixty Years of Observing Swords in Jiange 261, What you earn is not spiritual stones, but human hearts (2/2 5,000-word chapter)
261, What you earn is not spiritual stones, but human hearts (2/2 5,000-word chapter)
In the sky and on the earth, and on the Jialing River, there was only the roar of landslides.
With one sword, he split three hundred miles and changed the course of the river.
When practitioners reach a high and deep level in cultivation, they generally will not add their own great power to the heaven and earth.
Because there is a way between heaven and earth, if you attack heaven and earth at will, you will be hated by heaven and earth.
But after all, how many people in Western Xinjiang can split mountains and rivers three hundred miles apart with one sword?
This power is the combination of sword power and practice.
The power of the sword borrows the power of heaven and earth.
Use the power of heaven and earth to split mountains and rivers. Although heaven and earth shake, they will not be jealous.
"Senior Brother Tuoba, remember when you struck out with a sword in Fierce Demon Valley, and later, someone seemed to have struck out with a sword there as well?" Someone above the cloud suddenly spoke in a low voice.
Tuoba Cheng nodded and said, "He is also a disciple of Sanshi Zhai."
Sanshizhai!
Isn't the owner of Sanshizhai Tuoba Cheng?
That hundred-year-old golden elixir, the kendo genius condensed into sword power, is Tuoba Cheng’s disciple!
There were countless exclamations above the clouds.
Tuoba Cheng's gaze fell downwards, filled with emotions.
Lin Chongxiao, the three-stone green tiger, was his most proud disciple in Tuoba Cheng.
Tuoba Cheng accepted Lin Chongxiao's younger brother as his disciple, but never cared much about him.
Lin Shenxiu drew his sword, but Tuoba Cheng did not stop him.
Lin Shen wasted more than ten years.
Until I met Han Muye and stepped into the sword pavilion.
After all, Lin Shen is from Jiange.
It was Jiange and Han Muye who gave Lin Shen everything.
"Second brother..."
On the bank of the river, a female cultivator in green clothes covered her mouth with her hands, tears rolling down her face like rain.
"Junior sister Lin, then, is that your second brother?" Beside the female cultivator in green, several female cultivators in the same clothes whispered, and then supported the female cultivator.
The female cultivator covered her mouth and nodded heavily.
Lin Yuxia.
Lin Shen's sister.
She had been practicing in the sect for more than three years and had almost no contact with Lin Shen.
Although the Jiuxuan Sword Gate's sword pavilion has been famous all over the world recently, and the reputation of the sword pavilion Han's banished immortal is also resounding, in Lin Yuxia's view, the second brother who has practiced and drawn tens of millions of swords will probably remain unknown in just a few decades.
The second brother's talent is much worse than that of the eldest brother.
This time, she came with the seniors from the sect to watch the competition among the nine sects, and she never thought she would see her second brother again.
When she saw her second brother again, what she saw was an extremely strong man who cut through three hundred miles of mountains and rivers with one sword. One person and one sword prevented tens of thousands of Western Xinjiang elites from moving forward.
Second brother, I finally did it.
"If you want to live, go find a dragon boat to carry you. Each boat can carry ten people."
"If you move forward in an orderly manner and grab the water channel, you will be an enemy of our Jiuxuan Sword Sect."
Han Muye's voice sounded.
Instead of grabbing the dragon boat, the sect elites who broke the dragon boat were asked to follow other sects' dragon boats.
Without the dragon boat of his sect, he loses the qualification to compete for the position of the nine sects.
But by following Dragon Boat from other sects, you can save your life.
The waves of water monsters at the rear and the tyranny of those powerful sects made these sect elites wake up.
With his own fighting power, let alone fighting for the seats of the nine factions, he can't even save his life!
"Brother Hu Chao, we traveled side by side back then. Today I have come to seek refuge. Can you take me in?"
"We, the Siyue Sword Sect, have promised to withdraw from the fight, but we hope that some sect will take us in."
"Fellow members of the Wushan Dao Sect, we, the Qingyang Sword Sect, are old neighbors to you. Let's take one in."
There were calls on the rocks, and there were also people on the dragon boats actively soliciting.
Within a moment, figures flew down from the dragon boat one after another.
The dragon boat, which is more than ten feet long, is not crowded when ten people are added to it.
When these people take the ride, they are tacitly offering their full support.
This is the rule set by Han Banxian of Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
rule.
Someone raised his head and looked at the disappearing clouds in the sky.
Neutral rules in the competition where the nine factions are rearranged.
Is this the first time in thousands of years?
Does Jiuxuan Sword Sect really want to compete for the number one sect in Western Xinjiang?
At this moment, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
"The Jiuxuan Sword Sect really has the ambition to conquer the Western Border..." Someone on the bank of the river sighed and whispered.
Set rules.
express determination.
Are all these methods arranged by the top management of Jiuxuan Sword Sect, or are they the idea of the swordsman who banished the immortal?
Everyone turned their heads and looked at the rocks in the center of the river.
At this time, only Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, and Lu Gao, standing behind Han Muye with his eyes covered in black gauze, were left on the rocks.
"ninety."
In front, Gu Yuanlong's voice was high-pitched.
The sword light in his hand was already three hundred feet long, and the sword energy he swung was raging, causing violent waves on the river.
The swordsmanship of the East China Sea is like this, one sword is stronger than the other, like the waves, endless.
"ninety five."
"Ninety-six."
…
Gu Yuanlong, one man and one sword, blocked the wave of the water demon.
It was not as magnificent as Lin Shen's three-hundred-mile sword, but Gu Yuanlong's combat power was definitely not much weaker than Lin Shen's.
Behind, on both sides of the deep forest, dragon boats were galloping and going upstream in the opposite direction.
There is no scrambling.
There is no need to fight to cross the Luoyan Gorge, which was cut straight by a sword.
The time for rest is coming.
Although Gu Yuanlong's sword light was brilliant and magnificent to the extreme, it had reached its limit.
Thousands of waves gather together and turn into a huge blow.
In East China Sea swordsmanship, the more powerful the sword is, the more it will collapse.
"one hundred."
Gu Yuanlong shouted loudly and slashed down the sword in his hand.
The sword light was extremely brilliant, and the water vapor was like a dragon, wreaking havoc in a radius of ten miles.
Those water monsters that drummed waves were suppressed under the water and did not dare to raise their heads.
"Roar--"
Several hundred-foot-long figures rushed out of the water.
Gu Yuanlong flew down in front of Han Muye, his face slightly flushed, and he gasped in a low voice: "Senior Brother Han, Gu is lucky to have lived up to his fate."
Han Muye nodded and said calmly: "Master Mo's sword has reached the state of uniting ten thousand swords, right?"
Hearing his words, Gu Yuanlong was stunned.
"After all the swords are unified, one sword becomes ten thousand swords."
"When I go to the East China Sea, I will show you what Wanjian means."
Han Muye whispered, keeping his eyes still, looking at the waves that had gathered again because of Gu Yuanlong's retreat.
Gu Yuanlong held the hilt of the sword in his hand, his fingers tightened and his arm trembled slightly.
Just now, when Han Muye said that ten thousand swords are united and one sword turns ten thousand swords into one, his heart trembled uncontrollably.
It's like the suppression of sword energy by a mortal sword in front of a long sword of spiritual weapon level.
How strong is Han Banxian's swordsmanship?
"The water demon has arrived, why don't you leave?"
"What is the Jiuxuan Sword Sect doing?"
"It's not what Jiuxuan Sword Sect wants to do, it's what Han Banxian wants to do!"
Everyone on the surrounding river bank looked at the water waves moving in an orderly manner in front of them and the water waves getting closer and closer behind them, with their eyes fixed on Han Muye.
This Jiu Xuan Sword Sect's kendo banished immortal is still not leaving at this time. Could it be that he has the ability to block the waves with his sword?
"Use this reef as a base to block the water monster for an hour."
At this moment, Han Muye's voice sounded.
Block the water demon for an hour?
When these words came out, everyone in the sky and the river were stunned.
There are endless water demons, and there is also a forbidden sky formation. How to stop them?
An extremely powerful kendo master can only stop the enemy and return in a matter of seconds.
I’m afraid it’s impossible for the Jiuxuan Sword Sect to have such a strong person anymore, right?
If there were more, wouldn't it be against heaven?
"Canglang——"
The two sword chants turned into one sound. On the Nine-Xuan Sword Sect dragon boat, the newly promoted successor He Xuanqi flew up. The two swords in his hands went forward and back, penetrated the waves, and collided with a hundred-foot-large fish.
The two sword lights were like fish, without any force, just sparks grazing on the scales around the big fish's body.
This big fish is so powerful that it definitely has the combat power of a golden elixir.
He Xuanqi had two swords and entangled one directly.
"I come."
Qi Shisan, who also had two swords, flew up, and the sword light in his hands flashed away.
One after another, figures rushed out and stood in front of the waves.
"Senior Brother Han, Yang Mingxuan is here to fight."
Yang Mingxuan, who was wearing a blue robe inherited from the Mingshan Sword Sect, moved and stood in front of a big fish, slashing down with his sword.
"Cang——" A sword light turned into a crescent moon and flashed between the waves.
The swordsmanship of Yuehua Sword Sect that turns the sword into a crescent moon, Yuehua Sword Sect Wanyue.
Jiuxuan Sword Gate really wants to block the waves of water monsters!
The scary thing is that just one word from Jiu Xuan Sword Sect Han Ban Xian, so many powerful elite disciples really took action.
There are many masters of Jiuxuan Sword Sect and many allies, and Han Banxian responds to his call.
With such power, he really has the momentum to compete for the first place in Western Xinjiang!
On top of the sky and clouds, many people quietly cast their gazes on Master Wanhua of Lingdao Sect standing in front.
The Jiuxuan Sword Sect not only openly wants to compete for the first place in Western Xinjiang, but also steals the limelight in Luoyan Gorge. The key is that at this time, Han Muye wants to stop the water demon.
All of this is provoking the rules set by Lingdao Sect.
"Haha, this son is Han Muye from the Jiuxuan Sword Gate Sword Pavilion, who is known as the Exalted Immortal of Swordsmanship, right?"
"It's not breaking the rules to stop the enemy and kill the monster."
"I'm just curious. With the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, can I really block this water demon for an hour?"
Wanhua Zhenren's expression remained unchanged, with a hint of smile, he turned to look at Li Mubai beside him.
"Fellow Daoist Li, if this water monster is so powerful that if one sect can really block it for an hour, then we might as well forget about the big competition between our nine sects and just give it to each other."
After hearing his words, Li Mubai's expression remained unchanged and he nodded slightly.
Can't stop it for an hour.
The slogans shouted by Jiu Xuan Sword Sect could not be stopped for even an hour.
It was just a deliberate bluff, not only to frighten other sects, but also to gain the gratitude of those rescued sects.
It seems that this swordsman's method of guessing people's hearts has become more refined after his cultivation has been depleted.
On the bank of the river, someone chuckled, waiting for the Jiuxuan Sword Sect to retreat.
Forget about an hour, a quarter of an hour? A cup of tea? Or——
In less than twenty breaths, Hexuan Qi, who was the first to draw his sword, flew back and landed on the rocks.
His face was a little pale, he held a sword in both hands, and the sword intent and spiritual light on his body were intertwined and undulating.
The hundred-foot-long fish is too strong, and twenty breaths is already the limit.
If you continue to fight, you will be fighting tooth and nail.
"Take it."
At this moment, a light flashed in Han Muye's hand.
He Xuanqi put away his sword and caught it, with surprise on his face.
"Is this the Immortal Pill?"
He let out a low cry and opened his palm, which contained a dark golden translucent pill.
The spiritual patterns on this elixir are intertwined and the spiritual light flashes.
"The Immortal Suyang Pill explodes directly, enough for you to last for two hundred breaths."
Han Muye looked calm: "Even if you are carrying a hundred thousand pieces of gold, you can still fight with a sword."
Immortal elixir!
It can make a person bear a heavy burden and fight with a sword!
In the sky, the ancestor of the Mu family raised his brows when he saw the elixir, and shouted: "This kid is really extravagant. Such a seventh-grade elixir is also an immortal product, and one pill is worth a million spiritual stones."
"If you need it urgently, you can sell it for 1.5 million spirit stones."
One and a half million spirit stones!
One and a half million spiritual stones are exchanged for a strong man to persist for two hundred breaths!
"This elixir can expand the Dantian and the tendons with a massive amount of spiritual energy. Even if the Immortal Pill has exploded, the power to expand the Dantian and the tendons can still be retained."
"It's good stuff."
The ancestor of the Mu family shook his head and sighed: "It's just such a good thing, I'm afraid it's not much -"
Not much.
Not much really.
There are only about two hundred pieces.
The elixir was like a star, hanging above Han Muye's head.
There are two hundred pills, and the halo shining on them makes it difficult to open your eyes.
"The elixir is here. Get it if you need it."
"Don't keep it, just explode it for refining."
"After this battle, I will give each of you one."
Han Muye's voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it.
If you need to swallow the elixir, you can take it yourself.
The Immortal Pill explodes directly, activating the medicinal power within it.
After the war, every person who participated in the battle received one.
At this moment, more and more practitioners gathered on the river, in the sky, or on both sides of the river, all looking at Han Muye with dull eyes.
How many spiritual stones are these elixirs worth?
In Western Xinjiang, which sect can get it?
Which sect is willing to take it out?
Just to hold off the enemy for an hour?
Above the clouds, many golden elixir cultivators turned their eyes to Tuoba Cheng, who was motionless in front of him.
The Jiuxuan Sword Sect first showed its strength and then its responsibility. Now, is it showing its wealth?
"boom--"
Below, the Immortal Pill in He Xuanqi's hand exploded, and the mighty medicinal power enveloped his body.
In an instant, his long hair stood up, and his whole body glowed with cyan light.
"happy!"
He Xuanqi shouted loudly, his body turned into flowing light, and his swords were unsheathed again.
Seek fish from trees.
Gu Yuanlong, who was standing in front of Han Muye, raised his hand and held a pill in his hand.
"I'm going to kill again." He shouted in a low voice and flew away without swallowing the pill.
Han Muye had a smile on his face.
For this pill, this guy is finally going to show his true skills.
"Brother Han, maybe I want a pill?" came a voice, Duan Yihong, a tall man wearing a blue robe, shouted loudly.
Duan Yihong, the Taoist disciple of the Infernal Taoist Sect, is a strong man who carries a huge burden and fights against the odds.
"As long as you kill the demon and stop the enemy, anyone can take this pill." Han Muye's expression remained unchanged and he spoke loudly.
Duan Yihong laughed loudly and did not go to get the elixir. He moved and the shadow of a hundred-foot giant turtle appeared behind him.
"boom--"
The giant turtle gallops, taking one step forward.
The body of a hundred feet hit the water, causing violent waves.
"That's Duan Yihong from the Infernal Taoist Sect? He's so strong." Someone whispered in the distance.
"After all, it is one of the nine sects. How can the Infernal Affairs Sect be so different? That is, does Duan Yihong want to form an alliance with Han Banxian?"
Someone's eyes were shining brightly as they looked at the blocked wave.
Take action now, form an alliance with Jiuxuan Sword Sect, kill the water demon, and get precious elixirs, it's not a loss!
"Senior Brother Han, Lucheng Taoist Sect Sun Yuze is here to help you."
A sound came with wind and thunder, crashing into the water waves.
"He Lingjian sent Zhu Zixin to join in the fun."
"I'll come too."
Voices sounded one after another, and one by one the elites of the sect flew out.
Those who dare to fight are truly strong men who have the confidence to bear great odds and fight against the great demon.
Although the elixir is good, it is not that easy to get.
If you don't have the strength to fight the big demon, you can just watch.
"boom--"
Lu Gao slashed down with a sword, and the ten-foot-long fish in front of him was struck on the head with a sword.
The big fish turned over and died immediately.
"What a hard head." Lu Gao shook his head and whispered.
Although this sword killed the big fish, it did not split it directly, but shattered the soul of the big fish.
Han Muye, who was standing on the reef, raised his hand, and a blue light caused the waves to hold the big fish.
"The body of a black turtle demon from the East China Sea has a cultivation level that connects the earth's meridians. The black armor is strong and cannot be hurt by swords."
"Who wants a piece of two hundred thousand spiritual stones?"
Han Muye shouted loudly.
The entire battlefield became slightly quiet.
Can this be done?
"Haha, two hundred thousand, it's cheap, I want it, brother!" A voice sounded from the river bank.
Turning around, he saw a fat old man wearing a brocade robe standing on the stone cliff.
Jin Jialin.
The head of the Jin family in Xijiang.
"Han banished immortal, if you really want two hundred thousand spiritual stones, I want it too." Not far away, an old man in a green robe said with a chuckle.
Han Muye looked at him and nodded slightly.
Shopkeeper He.
He was the shopkeeper of Zhenlingbao Shop.
Bai Suzhen's people.
Han Muye raised his hand, carried the two beheaded water monsters in the water waves, and sent them over.
He didn't have a sword, and he didn't show any great strength. This water-bending technique looked very ordinary.
Those watching the battle felt that there was only a weak surge of spiritual energy in Han Muye.
"Spiritual stones, elixirs, elixirs and spiritual weapons, pay now."
Han Muye's voice came.
Jin Jialin laughed loudly, raised his hand and sprinkled a cloud of spiritual beads.
Shopkeeper He also threw out twenty pieces of high-grade spiritual stones.
Han Muye stretched out his hand and received the spirit stones and beads, then wrapped most of them with spiritual energy and pushed them forward.
Two groups of spiritual energy, wrapped in spiritual beads and mixed with spiritual stones, flew forward.
One group is for Lu Gao, and the other group is for Duan Yihong, who just killed the fish demon.
Spirit beads are easy to absorb, and spirit stones are easy to carry.
Han Muye matched and distributed them without distinguishing between them.
"Haha, there is such a profit, good." Duan Yihong laughed loudly, grabbed the ball of spiritual light, and then crushed it. The spiritual stones were put away and all the spiritual beads exploded.
"Bang——"
Ahead, another fish demon was killed.
"I want it!" someone shouted on the bank of the river.
Han Muye raised his hand and sent the body of the fish demon over.
Then, in exchange for a bunch of elixirs.
At this moment, figures flew out one after another.
The aura and sword light, from being scattered at first, became magnificent.
Pieces of sword light and spells suppressed the surging waves.
On both sides of the river, more people joined in the rush to buy the body of the fish demon.
If you take the corpse of such a great demon back to refine spiritual weapons or extract the blood, energy, muscles and bones from it, you will make a lot of money.
Two hundred thousand spiritual stones, take it back and more than double it.
For a time, the river bank was in full swing.
Those spectators of various sects waiting on the river bank even had the urge to rush into the river to take advantage of the situation.
The corpses of the great demon cannot be collected, but those three to five feet long are also excellent...
The great competition for the rearrangement of the nine sects in Western Xinjiang started tens of thousands of years ago and occurs every tens or hundreds of years.
Every time, for the large sects that control Western Xinjiang, it is a major moment for the distribution of interests and the rise of the sects.
Every time, countless lives are lost, and geniuses rise and fall.
The power and glory of the sect are all tied to this.
This is the rule of Western Xinjiang, and this is the way that every sect in Western Xinjiang carefully follows.
However, today, all this is in chaos.
Above the clouds, there was a state of confusion.
How did such an important competition become a business?
Wanhua Zhenren, who had always had a calm expression, turned gloomy.
He snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and disappeared from where he was.
Li Mubai shook his head and left.
After a while, the water monster waves in the river slowly stopped.
The water monster stopped attacking.
At this time, there were still two quarters of an hour before the one-hour deadline set by Han Muye.
Everyone stood on the rocks and waited quietly.
Two quarters of an hour later, it was calm on the river.
"Victory!"
Countless cheers came from the river bank and on the river.
Among them, many people shook their heads with regret.
Why don't you attack?
I haven’t earned enough yet…
Han Muye smiled, waved his hand, pills flew out one by one, and then landed on the dragon boat.
The dragon boat moved forward, straight upstream.
"We have lost a lot in this battle." Daoist Daoyan muttered.
"It's not too much of a loss. I think the cost of the elixirs consumed by the young master when refining the elixir has been recouped, and he has made a small profit." Zhao Yunlong whispered.
Han Muye chuckled and said nothing, raising his head to look at the sky.
He earned it.
What you earn is not spiritual stones, but human hearts.
The prestige that Lingdao Sect has accumulated in Western Xinjiang for countless years is collapsing.
What he broke was the rules and the barriers in people's hearts.
Ambition has taken root in everyone's heart, so let it grow!
Thousands of miles upstream, on the flat river, on the dragon boat of the Lingdao Sect, Lu Qingchen, the leader of the seven sons of the Lingdao, looked gloomy.
"Nine-Xuan Sword Sect Han Muye will ruin the blood sacrifice plan."
There was a sinister tone in his mouth.
"Then let's destroy them all." On the other side, Lu Qingyuan, who was sitting cross-legged, said coldly.
"Wait until the deal between the main body and the demon clan is completed, break the seal, and summon the strong men from the fairy world before taking action." A voice sounded faintly.
