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276, Self-enlightenment Kung Fu, Xuanyuan Dao Jue (2/2 5,000-word chapter)

Sitting in front of the eucalyptus for several hours, Han Muye was thinking about how to practice cultivation again.

A single poem killed the great master Jushi who was running rampant in an area, which made Han Muye see the power and tyranny of Confucianism and Taoism.

His Confucianism and Taoism cultivation are now at the level of a great master.

When it comes to practicing Confucianism and Taoism, Han Muye has a natural advantage.

The conflict between Confucianism and Taoism seems to be reasonable, but it is not unreasonable.

The crushing force of such literary aura and awe-inspiring aura makes people feel chilled in their hearts.

If he goes to Zhongzhou, I believe that with his own accumulation, he still has poems and articles that can be transferred, and his future achievements in Confucianism and Taoism will be limitless.

But when the Grand Master exerted his power in the Northern Territory, Han Muye also saw the shortcomings of Confucianism and Taoism.

Connected with the power of heaven and earth, when one is prosperous, both are prosperous, and when one is deprived, both are deprived.

Just like Zhongzhou Wenxiang.

Wen Mo Sheng became a saint through Confucianism and Taoism, and his cultivation has reached an unfathomable level.

But he couldn't leave the Tianxuan world.

His power has been integrated with the Tianxuan world, regardless of the other.

If Wen Xiang leaves Tianxuan World, the avenue of Tianxuan World will be incomplete.

On the contrary, when he leaves the Tianxuan world, his own strength will decline rapidly.

This is also the reason why Wen Xiang is so powerful but does not leave the Tianxuan world.

Han Muye didn't want to be trapped in the Tianxuan world like Wen Xiang.

What's more, after reaching the Grand Master realm, he felt a hint of heavenly secrets.

In Confucianism and Taoism, there can only be one saint.

At least in the Tianxuan world, there can only be one Confucian and Taoist saint.

Wen Xiang has become a saint, so if Han Muye wants to achieve the highest level in Confucianism and Taoism, he can only seize Wen Mo Sheng's sainthood.

It’s not that you can’t grab it, it’s just that it’s not worth it.

There are so many spiritual paths for Han Muye to choose from, so why must he compete with Wen Xiang to become a Confucian and Taoist saint?

If he doesn't practice Confucianism, Han Muye can still practice swordsmanship, Taoism, and physical training. He's good at everything.

The skills he has accumulated now include those inherited from Western Border, those inherited from Southern Wilderness, those from Zhongzhou, and even many from outside the world.

Many of these exercises are of a very high level.

Especially when I see a lot of outside world cultivation methods, the methods are very clever.

To be honest, it is not unreasonable for people to be able to produce great monks and conquer across the void.

Han Muye recalled that the Nine Yang Kung Fu and other sword skills he had practiced were inherited from ancient times. They were very powerful, but the losses were also great.

The same is true for Xuanyang Jue.

"You think, can I rely on Confucianism and Taoism and then integrate other cultivation methods to create my own method of cultivation?"

Han Muye looked at Zhao Yunlong and Taoist Dayan and spoke in a low voice.

Create your own technique?

Both of them had expressions of surprise on their faces.

"Sir, it's not impossible to create your own martial arts, but it's just too dangerous."

Zhao Yunlong spoke in a low voice.

"Yes, in the past, new techniques were created by a sect, and then generations of disciples experimented and slowly corrected the shortcomings." Taoist Dayan also lowered his voice.

A sect creates a technique, and then uses its disciples as a test to constantly modify the deficiencies.

Han Muye's body shook slightly, and a light flashed in his eyes.

Aren't the Nine Yang Techniques and Xuanyang Techniques he practiced created by others and used for testing?

Both techniques are not yet perfect enough.

In other words, he is just a guinea pig used as a test for the technique?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face.

We are all just being guinea pigs anyway, so why should we be other people’s guinea pigs instead of our own?

He stood up, stretched his muscles, walked to the window sill, and looked at the sunset.

"The sunset is infinitely beautiful, and tomorrow will be even brighter."

"From now on, I will create the exercises I practice by myself."

"Master Mo Yuan can create Ten Thousand Swords and Return to the Sect. Is it not difficult for me to create a set of practice methods?"

Zhao Yunlong and Taoist Dayan looked at each other and said nothing.

Whatever you decide based on your own temperament will not change.

Han Muye said he wanted to create a Kung Fu method, but he didn't start it right away.

Instead, he had a good sleep, and then went downstairs to read books to learn about recent things in the Jiange.

Liu Hong also reported what happened in Jiange.

After that, he went to the library every day to read various classics, and also went to the treasure building to exchange treasures with Liu Hong.

For more than half a month, he neither opened the furnace to refine elixirs, nor practiced martial arts, nor even practiced swordsmanship.

Wandering around like this is really fun.

Liu Hong accompanied him around the mountains every day. When he met his disciples, they all bowed respectfully and showed great respect.

This made Liu Hong so proud that he even encouraged Han Muye to go down the mountain to play.

If I take Han Banxian to the restaurant at the foot of the mountain, I wonder if I can go there for free later?

Unfortunately, Han Muye was not interested in going down the mountain.

"Sir, Elder Tuoba is here." After going to the library to read books for a long time, Jiang Ming came to the door of Jiange Pavilion and reported in a low voice.

He has been mainly busy with business affairs recently, and he has only returned to Jiange not long ago.

Han Muye nodded and strode up to the third floor of the sword pavilion.

When we arrived on the third floor, we saw the tall Tuoba Cheng standing in front of the window sill with his hands behind his back.

"I've met Master Tuoba." Han Muye smiled softly and said.

He is not yet the sect leader, but he is already the acting sect leader.

Tuoba Cheng turned around and looked at Han Muye.

"Why don't you practice well?" Tuoba Cheng stared at Han Muye and said in a deep voice.

Hearing his words, Han Muye raised his eyebrows: "Why do you need to practice?"

A flash of anger flashed in Tuoba Cheng's eyes, but he suppressed it in the end.

He turned around and looked out the window.

"You know, our Jiuxuan Sword Sect has never been so prosperous."

"Since thousands of years ago, countless low-level practitioners have gathered here, using the sword pavilion as their foundation, just to protect themselves."

"Later, when I became stronger, I just hoped to get more opportunities."

"Fight, keep fighting, fight for opportunities, fight for the road, fight for life."

With a low sigh, Tuoba Cheng showed a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"I know you're a little tired of it."

"Practice is not what you think it is."

"Cultivation is more like a fly's camp and a dog's dog. It's just like ordinary people scheming and rolling around."

"In the world, there has never been a way of practicing Buddhism without any desires or pursuits."

Han Muye did not speak.

Indeed, Xijiang, Tianxuan World, and even other cultivation worlds he saw were not what he thought.

There are fights everywhere, killings and calculations everywhere.

No one can live in seclusion for countless years like in the legend.

"The way of heaven and the way of humanity are the same." Tuoba Cheng turned around and looked at Han Muye.

"The Minister of Literature of Zhongzhou suppressed the entire world with one person's power and made Confucianism and Taoism prosper in Zhongzhou."

"What kind of spiritual world do you want to see? If you have the ability, you can change it."

"I have been watching from the Jialing River to see how you are constantly changing those sect elites."

"I also hope that the spiritual world in Western Xinjiang will change."

A trace of fanaticism flashed across Tuoba Cheng's face.

"Our Jiuxuan Sword Sect is already the number one sect in Western Xinjiang. The decisions I and you make can influence the entire Western Xinjiang cultivation world."

"Say, what do you want to do?"



Tuoba Cheng left, and Han Muye stood in front of the window.

He didn't expect Tuoba Cheng to come looking for him.

Tuoba Cheng is a seemingly wild but thoughtful person.

Originally, when the sect leader Jin Ze was here, Tuoba Cheng didn't need to think about small things, he had his own arrangements made by the sect leader Jin Ze.

Tuoba Cheng only needs to grasp the general trend and improve his own cultivation.

But now that Kanazawa has fallen, Tuoba Cheng shows another side.

"Actually, it's quite difficult for him." Zhao Yunlong said from behind Han Muye.

Disaster.

He took the position of the sect leader of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, which was also known as the No. 1 sect in Western Xinjiang.

From now on, Tuoba Cheng will control all matters in Western Xinjiang alone.

But his cultivation and the foundation of Jiuxuan Sword Sect were still lacking.

That's why he came to see Han Muye.

Because Han Muye is different from outsiders.

Han Muye has the power to change the world.

This is what Tuoba Cheng saw on the Jialing River.

The Western Border is weak, and the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan will continue to infiltrate.

The Jiuxuan Sword Sect does not have the strength of the Lingdao Sect, and all the sects in Western Xinjiang will defy the odds.

All of this is in compliance with the previous practice methods and previous rules of conduct.

What if it changes?

Tuoba Cheng was in a good mood when he left.

Because Han Muye promised him.

Try it.

"Zhao Yunlong, you and Coach Lin will go to Jinchuan, Zhongzhou. Later, you will be stationed in Jinchuan. All elixirs will be available for purchase."

"Taoist Dayan, you and Lu Gao are going to the East China Sea."

Han Muye paused, and two groups of pale gray light appeared in his hands.

Seeing this aura, Zhao Yunlong and Taoist Dayan both had expressions on their faces.

"This is space power?"

Taoist Dayan opened his mouth in surprise.

"You take this space power and turn it into a landmark. From now on, we will use the power of space transmission to open up business routes."

Han Muye's eyes showed determination: "I want to see if I can change the world of practice with my power."

Use your own efforts to change the world of spiritual practice!

Such bold words made both Zhao Yunlong and Taoist Dayan look excited.

The two of them bowed to receive the power of space and quietly went downstairs.

"Hey, why am I going to the East China Sea? It's really a test for me to go..." Taoist Dayan muttered a few words as he walked.

There was hesitation and excitement in his words.

When they walked downstairs, Han Muye raised his hand and lowered a formation disk, activating the sword formation in the sword pavilion.

He sat cross-legged in front of the eucalyptus, and there was a faint flash of spiritual light on his body.

Treasures appeared in front of him one after another.

Jianwan.

The seven in his own hand, plus the three in Deng Chungang's possession, make a total of ten.

Unknowingly, out of the forty-eight sword pills in Sword Master Yuan Tian's hand, he had already obtained ten.

With ten sword pills, the combat power of the sword formation has reached another level.

In addition to the sword pills, Han Muye also had eight treasures in front of him, two Dao swords, various treasures obtained by killing the black-armored demon clan, and the Golden Lotus Seeds of Transforming Clouds...

Everything here, if taken out, can make the entire cultivation world beat to death.

His eyes fell on the Dao sword, and Han Muye stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword.

The power of Dao sword lies in gathering combat power.

If the power in this sword is stimulated, it can be directly transformed into a ten-thousand-foot sword, which can be controlled by countless practitioners.

This sword is more like a flying boat.

Unfortunately, the Dao Sword is now broken in half, and most of its power has dissipated.

If you want to repair the Dao sword, you need the means available in the fairy world.

And the cost is huge.

However, there are many treasures from the fairy world stored in the Dao sword. Even if many of them are damaged, the ones left behind are still a windfall for Han Muye.

"Buzz"

With a flash of inspiration, ten spiritual stones appeared in front of him.

The spiritual light is shining brightly, and they are all top-quality spiritual stones!

At first, Wanhua Taoist of Lingdao Sect asked for three top-quality spiritual stones but could not get them. Now, ten top-quality spiritual stones are right in front of Han Muye.

In addition to this spiritual stone, there are also many spiritual materials produced in the fairy world.

It's a pity that the elixirs, magic weapons and other items have been damaged.

Putting away the Dao sword and sword pills, Han Muye looked at the other treasures one by one.

Several spiritual weapons of the Black-armored Demon Clan were made with strange techniques, many of which were blood-refined. Through the memories, Han Muye detected many brutal killings.

As expected, the black-armored demon clan came from outside the territory, and their cultivation methods were mostly to devour and kill to improve their cultivation.

The black-armored demon clan has extremely strong reproductive power. Over the past thousands of years, it has rapidly invaded the waters of the East China Sea and has become a serious problem.

Now the Black-armored Monster Clan is coming up from Shuoyuan, colluding with the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan, and wants to enter the Western Border.

It is also the Lingdao Sect that is so bold that it dares to form an alliance with the Black-armored Demon Clan.

I'm really not afraid that the black-armored demon clan will invade the western frontier.

There are still more than twenty golden lotus seeds, but Han Muye still lacks some elixir to refine the Nine Turns Pill.

It will take a few days until the elixir from Qingmang Mountain is delivered.

On the long eucalyptus, there is also a Mujin Orchid Fruit, which is a treasure that can increase the affinity of the wood attribute.

After experiencing the affinity between the two attributes of water and earth, Han Muye already had an understanding of how to use this fruit.

To refine it into a pill, he only needs to gather the necessary elixirs.

Taking inventory of the various treasures he carried with him, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.

It's almost like he has a small fortune.

With these treasures, I can support myself in practicing in the future.

After putting away all the treasures, his expression turned calm and his aura slowly converged.

"boom"

A trembling sound resounded in his divine possession.

The golden mortal curse turned into a piece of golden light, and all the soul swords shattered into threads.

Then, in his Qi sea, the purple human hope energy collided, and the Dantian and spiritual energy merged with the sword intention contained in it.

Since we need to rebuild, we should do it more thoroughly!

The Red Dust Curse belongs to the Confucian and Taoist spiritual soul cultivation method, the Qi of Human Hope is also Confucian and Taoist, the sword of the divine soul, the integration of sword energy and sword intention, these belong to Xuanyang Jue.

Thinking about it at this moment, Han Muye felt chills in his heart.

Unknowingly, most of what I cultivated came from Zhongzhou and was created by Wen Xiang.

It turns out that I am Wen Xiang’s guinea pig?

At the moment when the Red Dust Curse and Sword Intent exploded, Wen Xiang, who was far away in Zhongzhou, suddenly opened his eyes.

"There's something wrong with my practice, or I'm aware of it..."

Wen Xiang lowered his head and looked at the book in front of him, his eyes shining brightly.

"The way of civil and military affairs, the combination of swordsmanship and Confucianism, will not succeed after all?"

"Pity……"

The moment the Red Dust Curse and all the sword intent exploded, Han Muye felt a binding force dissipate outside him.

This is a profound and mysterious feeling.

For a moment, he could feel the power between heaven and earth like a snare. He had been caught in the snare before and could not extricate himself.

"I see..."

After dispersing the skills he had practiced before, leaving only pure strength in his body, Han Muye was freed from the barriers.

When I look at the world in front of me, it's completely different.

"It turns out that in front of the real overhaul, all Tao is constructed by oneself instead of diligently pursuing it."

"No wonder those strong men are going around to open up the world and fight. It turns out they are testing their own way."

No matter whether it is Wen Xiang or the great master who created Nine Yang Gong, they all use one side of the world as a chess piece and as a test subject to constantly improve their own way.

As long as people in this world cultivate other people's Tao, they will never be able to surpass the person who created this Tao.

"So, Sword Master Yuan Tian chooses to leave!"

Han Muye's eyes were shining brightly.

Sword Master Yuan Tian scattered all the sword pills and then left Tianxuan.

Wen Xiang gave up other methods of cultivation and only practiced Confucianism.

These great monks all have their own acumen.

"So, how do I fix it?"

Whispering softly, Han Muye's eyes fell on the long eucalyptus in front of him.

At this moment, the long eucalyptus in front of him seemed to wake up.

A sapling sprouts and then grows.

The lush trees, their branches and leaves are constantly swaying in the wind and rain.

There are insect bites, bird pecks, wind, frost, rain and snow, and the scorching sun...

A hundred years later, the trees are towering.

The original insects and birds have long since disappeared.

The wind, frost, rain and snow are still there, but they can't shake the big tree in the slightest.

"Everything grows in its own way."

"What I cultivate is for immortality. I have my own way to achieve immortality!"

For a moment, Han Muye's eyes sparkled with energy.

In his divine treasure, a dark golden stream of light exploded, and all the original souls were merged, combined with the golden aura of awe and the aura exploded by the Red Dust Curse, and turned into a gilded long sword.

In his sea of ​​energy, a long purple sword took shape, and the energy of human hope attached to it, wrapping it layer by layer.

In Dantian, the nine-story cloud platform collapsed and turned into a blue long sword, with ten sword pills lingering around it.

The sword is bone.

The sword is the meaning.

The sword is the soul!

The hope and awe-inspiring aura of those who practice Confucianism and Taoism only linger outside the long sword.

No matter what people want, whether it is righteousness or righteousness, it can be found outside themselves and naturally hidden outside their hearts.

Swordsmanship is the bones, Confucianism is the skin.

The sword is the unyielding soul bone, and Confucianism is the practice of humility and kindness.

Conduct yourself with a sword, be resolute and courageous, and be indomitable.

Act as a Confucian, benevolent and generous, and be a humble gentleman.

This is your own way of practice.

In an instant, Han Muye's aura suddenly changed.

The sharp sword intention is hidden in the body and heart, and the modesty and gentleness are exuded outside.

People are like jade, and their hearts are like swords!

Having a firm mind and moving forward without hesitation is the way to practice.

Acting with moderation, being modest and gentle without losing character, this is the way to live in the world.

Cultivation and life are all great ways!

"Based on the Great Dao, this technique is called Xuanyuan Dao Jue." Han Muye whispered, and a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his body.

At this moment, the Tianxuan world seemed to be aware of it, the avenue was shaking, and those who were practicing in the heavenly realm were all doubtful.

Is there a strong one coming, or is there an attack from outside the realm?

The ink pen in Wen Xiang's hand trembled, and he let the ink drip from it without noticing.

"Xijiang, after all, still can't be controlled..."

Wen Xiang raised his head, a trace of unwillingness and a trace of relief flashed in his eyes.

"It's rare to have a fellow Taoist traveling with you..."

Han Muye went into seclusion this time and did not come out until a month later.

After receiving the elixir sent from Qingmang Mountain, he retreated again and opened the furnace. The golden lotus seeds that reshaped his spiritual roots were put into the elixir furnace, and he refined the nine-turn elixir with nine shining golden stars in three furnaces.

Without hesitation, he directly swallowed six Nine Transformation Pills to reshape his fairy roots.

This time, he had a feeling of being neither broken nor established.

After the reshaping, the fairy root seems to be much stronger than before.

At least when absorbing spiritual energy, it is faster and the refining process is easier.

Less than half a month later, Han Muye came out of confinement.

At this time, his cultivation level had returned to the earthly realm.

The fifth level of enlightenment.

Fairy Spirit Root.

In the divine treasure, there is a sword of divine soul shining with golden light, which is combined into one sword and divided into eighteen swords.

This divine soul sword is fused with Haoran Qi. When the sword is drawn out, it can directly kill ghosts and demons. It is the most powerful and righteous divine soul technique in the world.

In the sea of ​​​​Qi of Han Muye, a giant sword holding the sky stood.

The blade of the sword is dark purple, and the spiritual light shines on it.

The swords combined into one can cut through the heavens.

The sword is divided into one hundred and eight sword intents, which can sweep across the land.

The purple aura of human hope is revealed. If it is connected with the power of heaven and earth and arouses the awe-inspiring aura in the divine treasure, the heavenly state will leave the body and undergo a major repair, and dare not raise its head.

In comparison, the condensation of Han Muye's physical body and the warmth and nourishment of the spiritual energy in his dantian are the weakest.

Ji Jing Qishen's physical body and Ji Jing's spiritual energy cultivation are far unable to keep up with the increase in his combat power.

"Senior Brother Han, Fairy Muwan of the Mu family, Sixth Sister-in-law and Miss Zhihu are here to visit."

When Han Muye walked downstairs, Liu Hong stepped forward to report.

He came over and whispered: "Shopkeeper Bai is here too, Tan Tan from Qingmang Mountain, and Coach Lin's sister are all here."

After saying that, he gave Han Muye a look: "Senior brother, how about you go to retreat again?"

Han Muye waved his hands, straightened his clothes, and walked out of the sword pavilion.

The wind rustles and the water becomes cold.

------Digression-----

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