There are three palaces, seven pavilions and fifteen floors. Behind each of the three palaces is a powerful force.
Behind the Yuling Palace is the three major sects in the world of Xianyuan. Behind the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, there seems to be a mysterious monster.
As for Shuiling Palace, there are many female cultivators and many young disciples. The real masters behind them are difficult for outsiders to predict.
However, the palace master once took action in the endless sea, killing several heavenly out-of-body cultivators and suppressing one party.
The strength of Shuiling Palace has been recognized.
Even Liukui Pavilion is reluctant to face such a powerful force head-on.
Seeing the look on Han Muye's face, Xu Chuanhe shook his head.
When he came to see Han Muye, he had guessed that there would be such a result.
It is impossible for Han Muye to agree to leave Broken Star Island.
The aloofness in the swordsman's heart is something outsiders cannot understand.
As a sword cultivator, Xu Chuanhe understands this himself.
Han Muye didn't do anything wrong, but it was impossible for him to avoid disaster.
Xu Chuanhe left, Han Muye asked Shao Tianyi to look at the store, and he led Zeng Daniu away quietly.
First, he visited Feng Lin Sword Furnace, and then invited Yu Feng Lin to go to Wenyuan Pavilion.
As for taking Zeng Daniu with him, it was because Tao Zhixing invited Zeng Daniu to Wenyuan Pavilion after being reported by Shao Tianyi and others.
Han Muye asked Zeng Daniu. Zeng Daniu felt that he was too stupid to study and preferred to refine weapons.
He thinks blacksmithing is easier than studying.
But Wenyuange, he wanted to ask if his children could come to study.
Wenyuan Pavilion itself recruits disciples who are trained from children.
Wenyuan Pavilion was not close, and Zeng Daniu would not have been able to pass it in his life had it not been for Han Muye flying away with his sword.
Across three thousand miles and several islands and waters, we only saw an octagonal pavilion.
Zeng Daniu didn't come back to his senses until he landed in the pavilion.
His legs were trembling, but his eyes were all bright.
"This is the practitioner..."
In the past, he knew that the great immortals who were aloof from above were all practitioners after being in contact with them for a long time.
But he never knew what it felt like for a practitioner to fly into the sky and escape to the earth.
It turns out that spiritual practice is so wonderful!
Han Muye ignored Zeng Daniu's longing and walked to the attic with Yu Fenglin.
Over there, Tao Zhixing, wearing a Confucian robe and smiling, was already waiting.
"Mr. Tao, I'm sorry for bothering you because you came uninvited." Yu Fenglin smiled and cupped his hands, then pointed to Han Muye beside him.
"This little friend Han is the shopkeeper of Yujingjian Shop. I think Mr. Tao has often heard his name recently."
Han Muye bowed and said, "Junior Han Muye has met Mr. Tao."
There was a faint aura of awe about him.
A practitioner of Confucianism and Taoism.
Confucianism cultivator, sword cultivator.
Tao Zhixing's face became even more joyful. He raised his hand and said, "It's a pity that we didn't see him in my friend's shop last time."
These words made Yu Fenglin on the side stunned.
The two of them had already had a romantic relationship, so Han Muye still asked him to introduce him?
This little fox.
Han Muye stood up, held up a scroll and said, "I came here to visit, but I have nothing to offer, so I painted a splash-ink painting myself, and I asked you to correct it."
Tao Zhixing smiled and reached out to take it, leading Han Muye and the others into Wenyuan Pavilion.
As for Zeng Daniu, other people from Wenyuan Pavilion were naturally there to receive him.
He is not qualified to be entertained by the great monk himself.
Wenyuan Pavilion has only three floors, but its appearance is grand and tall.
Entering it, you can see that many students in green robes are studying hard or writing quickly, with their eyes fixed on it.
Even when Tao Zhixing led Han Muye and others there, not many people turned around.
This kind of undivided attention is indeed the proper attitude towards studying.
Han Muye took a casual look and found that these Confucian and Taoist students did not have a strong aura of aura. It must have been due to the atmosphere on Broken Star Island that they did not have much foundation in Confucianism and Taoism.
To practice Confucianism and Taoism, you need to gather people's attention.
But Wenyuan Pavilion's practice method seems to have no hope of gathering.
Is this a different path of spiritual practice?
Turning around to look at the surrounding layout, those calligraphy and painting scrolls were elegant and unique.
Many of the words are thin, powerful, and rugged.
Those scrolls are written in light and ink, with a fairy-like air.
This Youtianxuan Confucianism and Taoism are somewhat different.
The great people Han Muye met at the Imperial City Academy were all either arrogant or aloof, and their aura and literary talent literally overflowed from the page.
Arriving on the third floor of Wenyuan Pavilion, Tao Zhixing asked Han Muye and Yu Fenglin to sit down in front of the small table, then raised his hand and slowly unfolded the scroll sent by Han Muye.
"Little friend Han painted it himself, I want to take a good look at it."
Tao Zhixing smiled and slowly unfolded the scroll.
Yu Fenglin on the side said: "This is your fault. Why don't you give me a scroll when you go to my place?"
"I understand, Mr. Tao is a man of culture, and I am a blacksmith."
Han Muye smiled and shook his head, knowing that Yu Fenglin was also joking.
If these calligraphy and paintings were not in the hands of Confucian and Taoist practitioners, they would be of little value.
Tao Zhixing also smiled, but as the book slowly unfolded, the expression on his face gradually changed, from relaxed to solemn.
"Thick and rich, as light as water, the brushwork is natural, and the technique is close to Taoism..." Tao Zhixing slowly raised his head and looked at Han Muye.
"My little friend, are you really the one who painted these ink grapes yourself?"
"The writing you wrote imitated Mr. Qingteng's writing style. Who is this Mr. Qingteng?"
Literati have always looked down upon each other, but at the same time valued each other.
Only those who can see it are qualified to discuss Tao at the same table.
But literati are proud.
If this painting and calligraphy had not been painted by Han Muye himself, Tao Zhixing would have directly kicked Han Muye out.
Hearing Tao Zhixing's question, Han Muye laughed and raised his hand to place the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the small table.
"Master Yu, don't you want to draw? I will draw one myself."
Is this considered hands-on?
Han Muye raised his hand to study the ink, his eyes flashing brightly.
Tao Zhixing and Yu Fenglin looked at each other and sat cross-legged solemnly.
"Mr. Qingteng is the most talented Confucian and Taoist practitioner in our Tianxuan world."
"His ability surpasses that of countless Confucian and Taoist monks, and he became the person who entered the realm of a Confucian and Taoist great master in the shortest time."
"It's a pity that after entering the Grand Master realm, he fell into a puzzle and couldn't come out for a hundred years."
"Now, he has exchanged his cultivation for decades of mental clarity and is teaching on the Yongding River."
As he spoke, Han Muye dropped the inkstone he was holding in his hand.
Thick black ink scattered, and then the ink pen in his hand moved quickly.
After a while, an arrogant and unruly Confucian and Taoist cultivator appeared in front of him, dressed in dark clothes.
This look was just like the look Han Muye had seen Xu Wei at Xianyue Lake.
"This is Mr. Ioto."
"Such a bearing..." Seeing the Confucian and Taoist cultivator who looked slumped and arrogant on the paper, slightly lowering his eyes and looking in front of him, Yu Fenglin lost his mind for a moment.
Different from his observation direction, Tao Zhixing's fingers trembled slightly as he stared closely at the dripping ink painting.
"Okay, okay, it turns out that calligraphy and painting can be so free and easy..."
The surging aura of awe-inspiring energy surged out of him and blasted away towards the surroundings.
Confucianism and Taoism understand themselves by looking at all things. Tao Zhixing saw with his own eyes the skills of calligraphy and painting that he had never seen before. He had enlightenment in his heart and his state of mind improved.
Yu Fenglin trembled all over, and the spiritual energy on his body turned into a light curtain.
He was about to raise his hand to protect Han Muye, but he was stunned.
Han Muye's body had an awe-inspiring aura that was not inferior to that of Tao Zhixing, and there was also a purple aura intertwined with it that made people feel uneasy.
This is a great Confucian and Taoist monk who is not inferior to Tao Zhixing!
Is there really such a person in the world?
Tao Zhixing was a great monk who had been famous for thousands of years, and Han Muye was a descendant of Zhao Yujing.
There was a complex look in Yu Feng Lin's eyes.
It has been thousands of years since I came to Broken Star Island. Have I lost touch with the outside world of cultivation?
Nowadays, all the younger generations in the spiritual world are so talented?
Tao Zhixing's aura of awe slowly subsided, his eyes fell on Han Muye, he stood up and held his hands in his hands.
This is a gift from the common people.
"Mr. Han."
Han Muye also stood up and cupped his hands: "Mr. Tao."
The two looked at each other, smiled, and sat down again.
This is a recognition of the strength of both parties.
"You said that Mr. Qingteng spent a lifetime of cultivation in exchange for decades of Qingming?" Tao Zhixing asked softly as his eyes fell back on the scroll drawn by Han Muye.
Han Muye nodded and told some stories about Xu Wei's life.
Whether it was his arrogance when he was young, overwhelming Confucianism and Taoism in the world, or his superiority when he was seeking the Tao later, regarding life and death as nothing, both Tao Zhixing and Yu Fenglin were amazed.
On the Yongding River, he practiced all his life just to teach and educate people in a clear way. This kind of behavior made Yu Feng Lin sigh.
Who among the practitioners in the world can be so free and uninhibited?
"Your Tianxuan Confucianism has stabilized the great road of heaven and earth. Don't you have a way to protect the soul?"
"In our Jinnan Star Region, it is not difficult to break through the confusion."
Tao Zhixing showed doubts on his face.
After he finished speaking, Han Muye's expression became solemn.
"My Tianxuan Confucianism and Taoism are based on the aura of awe-inspiring people, intertwined with the aura of popularity, and have gone through the process of being a scholar from a young age to being a scholar, and finally achieving greatness in Confucianism and Taoism."
"I, Tianxuan, have become a saint through Confucianism and Taoism."
sanctify.
No matter where in the world you are, if you can achieve the status of a saint with the power of one person, you are worthy of respect.
Tao Zhixing also had a solemn look on his face.
Yu Fenglin looked at the two of them and said, "I don't understand Confucianism and Taoism. I'd better go downstairs and take a look."
As he said that, he looked at the portrait of Xu Qingteng on the small table: "This great Confucian and Taoist monk has an outstanding demeanor. I won't be polite about this portrait."
As he spoke, he rolled up the scroll with a smile and left.
After he left, Tao Zhixing sat up straight and looked at Han Muye: "Mr. Han, maybe we can have a discussion?"
On the Road.
Sit down and talk.
"That's what you wish for." Han Muye chuckled and said.
Confucianism and Taoism are respected in Jinnan area, and there are also great monks who have become saints.
However, Confucianism and Taoism in the Jinnan realm pursue their own refinement and show the prosperity of the world within a small area.
Many great monks can use pen and ink to describe the illusory world and achieve the realm of Taoism, making people unable to distinguish between true and false.
In this way, the mind becomes its own world, true and false are all in the mind, and there is no need to worry about the soul getting lost.
On the other hand, Tianxuan practice emphasizes enlightenment and gathering people's attention.
This method uses human hope to assist the improvement of Haoran Qi, which can help practitioners understand the great road.
It's just that in terms of mental state practice, it doesn't seem to be as stable as the Jinnan realm.
"There is much to learn from Tianxuan's method." Tao Zhixing's eyes were bright and he whispered in a low voice.
In their Confucian and Taoist practice in Jinnan Realm, Confucian and Taoist monks have more illusions and soul psychedelic methods, but they have lost the pursuit of the great road.
The combat power is not bad, but the foundation for cultivating high-level practitioners is weak.
If one can gain the power of popularity and accumulate insights into the way of heaven, it will be a rare improvement for Jinnan Confucianism and Taoism.
"If it can solve the worry of Tianxuan Confucianism and Taoism's soul being unstable, Jinnan Confucianism and Taoism's methods may be suitable." Han Muye also nodded with a smile.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
This is the benefit of discussing the Tao.
"By the way, I see that Mr. Han, you are an expert in swordsmanship and profound in Confucianism and Taoism. Are all Tianxuan practitioners practicing both swordsmanship and Confucianism?" Tao Zhixing asked curiously.
Han Muye smiled and told the story about Bailu Mountain Academy.
"A scholar carries a sword and turns poetry into a sword?" Tao Zhixing exuded a sharp aura.
"Establish a heart for heaven and earth."
"Establish a destiny for the sake of the people."
"Continuing the unique learning for the Holy Spirit."
"Create peace for all eternity."
Tao Zhixing's awe-inspiring aura surged, and he sighed: "Tianxuan Confucianism, I am not as good as Jinnan..."
His eyes flashed brightly, he looked at Han Muye and cupped his hands and said: "Such a century-old struggle between Confucianism and Taoism cannot be ended here."
"I will go back to Jinnan Realm."
There was determination in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "I want to convince a few saints to help Tianxuan, Confucianism and Taoism win this Taoist dispute."
Han Muye showed a smile on his face, stood up, bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Tao."
Finding allies for Tianxuan was one of Han Muye's purposes in coming to Broken Star Island.
Han Muye was also happy to have an alliance with such a big force as Jinnan Realm.
"No need to thank me." Tao Zhixing stared at Han Muye and said in a deep voice: "If these four lines of Confucianism can be spread to a world where the inheritance is destroyed, it is a loss to my Confucianism."
"Even if others don't go, I will go to Tianxuan World."
"I want to go to the Imperial City Academy, Bailu Mountain, and meet Mr. Qingteng."
During the discussion, Tao Zhixing felt that another world had opened up.
There are such Confucianism and Taoism outside Jinnan, how can you not go and see it?
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When the two of them went downstairs, it was already sunset.
"I thought you were going to hold a candle and talk at night." Yu Fenglin said with a smile.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The two said goodbye to Tao Zhixing and led Zeng Daniu, who was looking happy, back to Yinghuo Island.
When Zeng Daniu was downstairs, he talked with the Wenyuan Pavilion disciple who accompanied him, and got a promise that he could bring his children to study.
Although Wenyuan Pavilion does not recruit external disciples, it does have many related households.
Zeng Daniu was brought here by Han Muye, so giving him one or two spots is nothing.
This is the world of spiritual practice.
If you have not entered the world of spiritual practice and have not integrated into it, no one will care about you.
But once you are there, you will feel that everyone is treating you well.
When he walked out of Wenyuan Pavilion, Zeng Daniu felt that the cultivation world in front of him was extremely beautiful.
Shao Tianyi, Jia Wu and Shen Fugui, the shopkeepers who are good to me, are all warm-hearted and like brothers.
Whether it is the customers who come to the sword shop to buy swords for evaluation, or the people from the sword furnace and sword shop who bring swords, they are all good people.
When I arrived at Wenyuan Pavilion today, I saw that everyone was polite and courteous.
He really likes this kind of practice world.
Zeng Daniu grinned all the way and when he was flying thousands of miles away, Han Muye in front suddenly raised his hand.
"boom--"
Endless water waves surged up from the waters, wrapping up the three people flying in mid-air.
Yu Fenglin's expression changed and he said in a deep voice: "Be careful, this is the endless sea."
This is not the calm waters of Broken Star Island, but the endless sea where you can kill freely.
A place like this is suitable for interception and killing.
"We have only been out of Wenyuan Pavilion for a quarter of an hour. Mr. Tao was about to take action at that moment. I am very curious about who can make Wenyuan Pavilion restrain its hands."
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged and he looked forward.
Hearing his words, Yu Fenglin frowned, a golden sledgehammer appeared in his hand, and a shadow of dark golden armor appeared on his body.
Zeng Daniu, who was on the side, had just woken up from his daze. He looked at the waves of the dark water around him and trembled all over.
If it fell, wouldn't it be possible to make it whole?
"I, Han Muye, have not been on Broken Star Island for a long time, and I have offended many people."
In front of Zeng Daniu, Han Muye lowered his eyebrows, and on his back, a simple sword box appeared.
"But I like to be straightforward. I hate hurting innocent people."
Han Muye's voice slowly turned cold, and a sword light appeared in his eyes.
You can surround and kill him.
But this is not the time to choose.
Zeng Daniu shouldn't be surrounded, or even Yu Fenglin should be involved.
There was a volcanic power brewing in Han Muye.
The power is so strong that it causes the surrounding water waves to turn into clouds.
The people surrounding him didn't seem to expect that his power was so great, and when he gathered the clouds, waves, and waves, they were somewhat powerless.
"Mr. Tao of Wenyuan Pavilion, is it possible to protect this guy like me and Senior Yu for ten breaths?"
Han Muye suddenly spoke up.
"If you can't do it, I will call the seniors of Liukui Pavilion to help."
Han Muye's voice was not suppressed and could be heard thousands of miles away.
A great monk who has condensed the Dao Realm, the master of the Chinese Yuan Pavilion on the fifteenth floor of the Seven Pavilions of the Three Palaces, and one of the top monks on Broken Star Island, cannot protect two people for ten breaths?
Is this a slap in Wenyuange’s face?
Countless divine thoughts intertwined in the void.
"Okay." Tao Zhixing's voice revealed a hint of suppressed strength.
"Canglang——"
The moment Tao Zhixing's voice sounded, the sound of Han Muye's sword being unsheathed could be heard throughout the world.
With one sword shot, it soared into the sky.
The light of the sword went straight up into the sky, causing endless wind and thunder.
At this moment, the blood and soul of Han Muye merged into one.
A phantom shadow of a million-foot-wide divine beast directly covered the sky.
The sword of the divine soul holding up the sky was revealed, and the sword of sword intention exploded in the sea of air, causing countless sword weapons to vibrate.
Between heaven and earth, there is a great sword!
At this moment, the entire Broken Star Island was gleaming with sword light.
Tao Zhixing, standing in front of the third-floor window sill of Wenyuan Pavilion, looked at the phantom of the mythical beast covered in the sky, and then looked at the sword light soaring into the sky, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.
"Shuiling Palace, I'm afraid you may have shot yourself in the foot this time..."
In mid-air not far in front of him, a middle-aged female cultivator wearing a moonlight robe had a tense face, looking coldly at the sky in the distance.
There, the sword light is still gathering.
"How stupid, don't these guys know they can't wait?" the female cultivator whispered, with a look of disappointment on her face.
President Tao Zhi laughed out loud.
Farther away, Xu Chuanhe and the white-haired old man were standing in the void, their swords shining brightly.
In front of them, there were also several great monks standing there.
"Senior Brother Xu, do you think it's worth it to fight Shuiling Palace for Han Muye?" the white-haired old man said in a low voice.
Hearing his words, Xu Chuanhe laughed and said, "That depends on whether we need to take action."
As soon as the words fell, the sound of swords roared between heaven and earth!
A huge sword slashed from the sky, splitting the black waves of the endless sea.
The Soul Sword showed unparalleled power and directly chopped into pieces the three phantoms of the soul.
The water wave fell, and the five-way out-of-body overhaul soul stood there in shock. Above its head, the sword of the soul rose again.
"You dare——"
There was an angry sound.
The words are followed by the law, and the waves surge to the sky.