Turning the thunder calamity into his own power is his choice!
"Boom boom boom——"
Between heaven and earth, thunderclouds gather, seemingly endless.
The thunder light mobilized the power of heaven and earth, causing a violent storm in the place where Taoism was fought.
The gathering of power of the Dao has attracted the attention of many powerful Dao Ancestors.
…
A year later, this void of countless rocks slowly fell silent.
Thunder light and sword light are all intertwined, eventually becoming nothingness.
When all the lightning dissipated, there were no rocks here, and of course, there was no trace of Han Muye.
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Tianxuan, Imperial City.
Since the beginning of the Taoist struggle, chaos has appeared in the Tianxuan world.
Because when there is a struggle between Tao and Tao, the reincarnation of cause and effect does not appear, and the one who transforms into a god in the heavenly realm is the strongest.
Those semi-saints of Confucianism and Taoism could suppress the Transformation God with just one word. At this time, they can only fight with all their strength, but they may not be able to defeat the Peak Transformation Soul.
Five years ago, the great monk of the Tianxuan Dao Sect, Xuan Ming Zhenjun, fought against the Confucian and Taoist semi-sage king Mu Yang.
That battle caused spiritual changes in several prefectures and counties in Tianxuan, and the water of the river flowed backwards.
The final result was that Wang Muyang was defeated and the authority of the entire county fell.
After that battle, Taoist sects, demonic sects, and ambitious monks in the Tianxuan world all began to seize the power of the dynasty.
Confucianism and Taoism have suppressed Tianxuan for countless thousands of years, and it's time to overthrow it.
In the eyes of these great monks, Dao disputes are just a matter of chance.
When the Confucian and Taoist practitioners have little fighting power and the great monks cannot exert their absolute strength, why not take the lead by yourself? Maybe you can become the next Taoist ancestor?
Of course, there are many practitioners who are desperate for Tianxuan Neng to win in the Taoist struggle.
The power of the fairy world has penetrated deeply into their hearts.
The fairy world has long penetrated the Tianxuan Taoist sect, and the Wuyuan Realm almost caused the rise of the Tianxuan Shinto.
These practitioners only see the power of the outside world and have always looked down upon Tianxuan.
In their eyes, the moon in the outside world is round.
These people try their best to destroy Tianxuan, hoping that Tianxuan will fail in the Taoist struggle.
Even if the Tianxuan Dao struggle fails, they will fall.
But what if the powerful fairy saw his efforts and gave him a chance to survive?
In great disputes and catastrophes, there will never be a shortage of brainless people.
Yuyuan Street, Guanyueli.
In front of the Nanhuang store, many children were playing there.
This place is almost a paradise for children.
The three children of the shop owner have a variety of toys, attracting the surrounding children to gather around.
Various wooden toys, as well as many rare things in the imperial city.
The owner of the store has three children, the two older ones are both handsome, and the third one has a pair of tiger ears and a furry tiger head, which is very cute.
Everyone calls him Tiger Head.
"Hutou, what delicious food did your mother cook today?"
There was a sound coming from the store next door.
Huang Zhihu, wearing a blue Confucian shirt, walked out of the store.
Wearing men's clothes, his handsome look made the older girls passing by blush and their hearts beat.
Huang Zhihu is now eighteen years old, with a slender figure and big, smart eyes that reveal cunning.
Who knows the name of Imperial City Academy Zhihu?
"Zhihu is back?"
"Come on, your Uncle Datian has caught a big fish, and I've made a pot of soup, waiting for you."
Cuicui stuck her head out from the store and spoke with a smile.
At this time, the sun was setting in the west.
Huang Zhihu's eyes lit up, he stretched out his arms to hug the tiger-headed boy, and walked towards the Nanhuang store.
Behind her in the store, Zuo Yuting, who was wearing a blue-grey robe with an alchemist badge hanging on her chest, also walked out.
On the side of the avenue, the slightly older Zuo Lin chuckled, packed up his carriage and horses, and walked over to the small table set up by Shao Datian.
After Han Muye and Mu Wan left Danyuan Pavilion in Guanyue, Shao Datian Cuicui's family, the three Zuo family, and Huang Zhihu who came to the imperial city were basically like this, gathering around a table to eat
.
"Hey, Uncle Da Tian, this fish is very authentic. It comes from Xianyue Lake, right?"
Huang Zhihu picked up a piece of fish and narrowed his eyes into crescent moons.
"Now those gods in Xianyue Lake are getting more and more stingy, and they are not even allowed to go fishing." Huang Zhihu muttered as he put the fish meat into his mouth.
Cuicui smiled on the side and went to feed the tiger head.
The two big ones don't need them to worry about.
"There's nothing we can do about it. Many people are having a hard time now, and a lot of people go there to fish." Shao Datian whispered, then lowered his head to deal with the fish in front of him.
He was wearing a green uniform of a patrol battalion soldier.
Now he is a junior lieutenant in the patrol camp, mainly responsible for patrols around Xianyue Lake.
This was the job Bao Mingcheng found for him.
After hearing Shao Datian's words, Zuo Lin also sighed.
"I don't know how Yulong is doing now."
Zuo Yulong had become a Confucian and Taoist non-commissioned officer three years ago and went to work as a garrison officer in other prefectures and counties.
If in the past, his son could become a Jinshi or a town official, Zuo Lin would probably laugh out loud.
But in today's world, wars are rising everywhere, and it is difficult for practitioners everywhere to suppress them, and even Confucianism and Taoism are powerless to guard them.
Zuo Lin was worried about Zuo Yulong's temper.
"Don't worry, Yulong was trained in Danyuan Pavilion." Shao Datian said to comfort him.
Zuo Lin grinned, took a bite of fish, and whispered: "That's the Danyuan Pavilion of the young master and the young lady, the alchemy of Danyuan Pavilion..."
Even though Han Muye and Mu Wan are no longer in Danyuan Pavilion, the legend of Danyuan Pavilion has never ceased.
Ahead, a carriage stopped.
The car curtain opened, and the sullen Yun Duan poked her head out.
"Zhihu, let's go."
Huang Zhihu turned his head, drank the fish soup in the bowl, stood up, straightened his clothes, and strode over.
"I'm not talking about you. You are the prince. Do you have to do things like killing yourself?"
Huang Zhihu muttered while getting on the carriage.
"Come on, give me a smile."
"Go away, I'm not in the mood today."
…
As the carriage drove away, Zuo Yuting said worriedly: "Since the trial of the Xuanyang Guard Preparatory Commander, Zhihu has been going out almost every day, and then he has come back covered in blood."
"I don't know whether it is a blessing or a misfortune to be the adopted daughter of the shopkeeper..."
Hearing her words, Shao Datian said loudly: "Young master, it is a great blessing for her to be able to kill people."
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"Master..."
That person walking slowly under the afterglow of the setting sun was not Han Muye, the former shopkeeper of Danyuan Pavilion, but who was it?
"Is there any fish?"
"That's right, I haven't eaten fish from Xianyue Lake for a long time."
Han Muye walked to the small wooden table, sat down, and said with a smile.
"Master..."
Shao DaTian and Cui Cui burst into tears.
Han Muye returned quietly after surviving the catastrophe of being out of body.
Danyuan Pavilion is still the original Danyuan Pavilion, but Mu Wan is missing.
He stood in the small courtyard and remained silent for a long time.
In this mortal world, there is such a woman accompanying him.
This woman was cautious and tried her best to go with him.
Is there a better woman than Mu Wan in the world?
"Sir, has Miss been in bed for three days now?" Cuicui, who was standing not far away, finally couldn't help but speak.
Han Muye nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Junior Sister's temperament is better if she is not in this place of contention."
"Yes, Miss is kind-hearted, so it's better not to stay in Tianxuan." Shao Datian said softly: "Tianxuan is also in chaos now."
Han Muye and Mu Wan's wing room was still there, but the alchemy quiet room was changed by Huang Zhihu into her own wing room.
According to Huang Zhihu, she doesn't refine elixirs, so it would be better for her to live in this quiet room by herself.
"Miss Zhihu studied at the Imperial City Academy. Later, when the Xuanyang Guard Preparatory Commander Trial began, she took your position and participated in the trial."
"There are a lot of chaos in Tianxuan, and Miss Zhihu often has to go on missions."
"Crown Prince Yun Dang has a good relationship with Miss Zhihu. It is said that they are in love with each other..." Zuo Lin whispered from behind and told what happened after Han Muye left.
Like each other?
Han Muye's mouth twitched.
When I walked into my original wing, the furnishings inside were the same as before.
Sitting on the wooden couch, Han Muye slowly closed his eyes.
Around him, a faint spiritual power flashed, and finally turned into nothingness.
The soul and body are still a little difficult to control.
Stepping directly into the fifth level of out-of-body experience requires a process of adaptation, whether it is one's own cultivation or physical body.
Therefore, he came to the original place of heart refining.
In the small backyard of Danyuan Pavilion, he felt at ease.
"Buzz——"
Behind Han Muye, the shadow of Kui Niu appeared.
The power of the divine beast Baxia has been controlled by more than 90%. Because the physical power is too strong, he needs to use the power of Kui Niu to suppress it at any time to balance the physical power.
In the body, the sea of qi, dantian, and the swords in the divine treasure have become one.
The Nascent Soul Sword has been transformed into the Sword of the Soul.
When the sword of his soul matches the power of his physical body, he will be able to step into a higher level and break through to a realm above the heavenly realm.
A golden long sword circled around Han Mu.
This is his soul.
The soul of others is the incarnation, and he is a sword.
The sword light flashes, and every rotation is a breath.
Han Muye himself didn't know how powerful this sword's incarnation was.
Anyway, when it comes to resisting the out-of-body thunder tribulation, there is nothing he can do about it.
In the end, the nine thunder dragons were swallowed by his soul.
"Bang——"
There was a sound outside the wing.
Han Muye chuckled, his soul returned to his position, his body moved, and he landed in the small courtyard.
It was already midnight, and Huang Zhihu, who was dressed in a blue shirt stained with blood, had a gloomy expression and held a long sword in his hand.
Huang Zhihu was stunned for a while until he saw Han Muye, and then a smile appeared on his face.
"Father..."
"I can't believe it's you who's back."
"I thought, who is it..."
Looking at Huang Zhihu, who looked wary and had blood on his body, Han Muye nodded.
This girl has been living alone in Bailu Mountain since she was ten years old.
Han Muye could give her the best practice in the world, but he couldn't give her a sufficient sense of security.
"Let me see how your swordsmanship is now." Han Muye said calmly.
"Father, how can my swordsmanship-" Before Huang Zhihu could finish his words, the sword in his hand was handed to Han Muye.
This little guy is much more semen than her father.
Han Mu sighed in ambition and raised his hand a little.
"when--"
The sword shook, but Huang Zhihu did not retreat, and stabbed out with a dagger in his left hand.
Quarter moon, against the trend.
This sword strike at close range is swift and agile.
"Not bad." Han Muye said softly, flicking his fingers and knocking the dagger away.
"Did Third Sister and Zhao Youzhi teach you these two swords?"
That ruthless sword strike was Li San's swordsmanship.
Against the trend of the crescent moon, Han Muye passed Zhao Youzhi.
"Brother Lu Yang is in charge of the trial. Uncle Master and the others are in Tianxuan as the supervisors of the trial."
Huang Zhihu put away his long and short swords and spoke in a low voice.
Lu Yang presided over the trial?
Also, Lu Yang is the future leader of Xuanyang Guard, so it is appropriate for him to preside over the trial of the preparatory commander.
Moreover, the current Dao dispute is not too fierce. Both sides have their own solid foundations, and Lu Yang does not fight much outside the boundary.
"Go and wash up and sleep. I will accompany you to the Xuanyang Guard Camp tomorrow."
Han Muye waved his hand and turned back to his private room.
Standing in the small courtyard, Huang Zhihu was silent for a while, with a smile on his face.
"Haha, my patron Huang Zhihu is back."
"From now on, I can also walk sideways in the imperial city..."
Huang Zhihu kicked open the side room and ran in.
…
When she got up, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
Huang Zhihu, who had disheveled hair and was wearing a robe casually, walked out of the wing and saw Han Muye sitting next to the stone table in the small courtyard.
"Father..." Huang Zhihu stuck out his tongue.
"Cui Cui told me that you don't get up until noon every day, and you often stay up late at night."
Han Muye looked up and said calmly: "Put on women's clothes."
Huang Zhihu was stunned and said hurriedly: "Father, women's clothing is inconvenient, I never wear it——"
Her words were met with a glare by Han Muye.
She muttered, turned around and entered the side room. It was not until a quarter of an hour later that she put on a light yellow dress and walked out slowly.
"Let Cuicui comb your hair." Han Muye glanced at it and said.
Huang Zhihu touched his casually knotted hair, said "oh", and then left the courtyard and went to the next door.
"Hey, this little girl is like this, will Sixth Brother blame me?" Han Muye whispered in the small courtyard.
When Huang Zhihu went to the Nanhuang store wearing women's clothes, Hu Tou and the other three were stunned.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "What are you looking at?"
Huang Zhihu stared and asked the three little guys to take a step back.
She suddenly remembered something, bent down, reached out and pinched Hu Tou's ears: "Tiger Tou, sister, are you beautiful?"
The tiger head nodded.
"Haha, Aunt Cui, put an egg on the tiger's head and it's mine." Huang Zhihu smiled and ran into the shop to look for Cuicui.
When she came out, her hair had been tied up and put into a beautiful bun.
"With our figure and appearance, Zhihu, we are so handsome that is rare in the imperial city, so we have to wear men's clothes."
"Look, the guys eating buns over there have their noses stuffed with buns." Cuicui walked out holding a slightly squirmy Huang Zhihu and smiled.
Huang Zhihu's face turned red in a rare moment, and he grabbed Cui Cui's sleeves: "Aunt Cui, I want to eat braised beef noodles, and I also want a drawer of steamed buns with three delicacies."
Just as Cuicui nodded to answer, Han Muye's voice sounded: "Eat whatever you want. There is no need for practitioners to waste this food."
"Just give up your lust for words from now on."
Quit?
Huang Zhihu's face suddenly fell.
"Let's go to Xuanyang Guard Camp." Han Muye said again.
Huang Zhihu looked at his clothes: "I, am I going like this?"
Han Muye nodded, turned around and headed towards the carriage that Zuo Lin had prepared.
"What a tragedy, the reputation of our Imperial City Sword Tiger will be ruined..." Huang Zhihu covered his face with his hands and paced slowly.
"This lady—" a voice sounded.
"Get lost." Huang Zhihu shouted coldly, rushed up to the carriage, and the carriage sped away.
"You stepped on someone else's toes and you're still so arrogant..." Someone whispered blankly beside the avenue.
…
As the carriage moved forward, Han Muye saw that Yuyuan Street was still bustling, but it was a little more hurried.
More people had swords on their bodies and looked resolute.
There are also many people who are a little more confused.
Although the Imperial City is still the same Imperial City, the chaos everywhere has affected the Imperial City to some extent.
The general trend is such that no one can be spared.
In the carriage, Huang Zhihu, who was sitting upright, introduced in a low voice the current situation in Imperial City and Tianxuan.
Most of the great Confucian and Taoist monks in the Imperial City were outside the boundary. Except for Mr. Qingteng who was teaching on the Yongding River, almost all of the people Han Muye was familiar with were not in the Imperial City.
Nowadays, the main teaching courses in Imperial City Academy are those at the Grandmaster level, and there are very few Grandmasters.
The powerful masters are basically not outside the boundary, they are suppressing them everywhere.
The vast majority of the powerful men in the Xuanyang Guard are also outside the realm. On the one hand, they are facing the attack of the fairy world, and on the other hand, they are honing their own cultivation.
"Father, I have discussed with Crown Prince Yun Dang and prepared to leave the capital."
Huang Zhihu raised his head and whispered.
Leaving Beijing?
These two guys are so courageous that they actually want to leave Beijing.
Outside the imperial city, there are many forces that dare to intercept and kill the royal family.
Confucianism and Taoism do not have enough suppression power. The Xuanyang Guards are attacking everywhere. Huang Zhihu and the other reserve commanders are currently only on missions around the imperial city.
Huang Zhihu and Yun Dang were very courageous and would often leave the city and walk along the Yongding River.
According to Huang Zhihu, many practitioners break laws and disciplines and disrupt the order of Tianxuan, so they should be killed.
Last night, Yun Duan was looking for Huang Zhihu because the tribute from a county was robbed.
Han Muye sat in the carriage, narrowed his eyes, nodded and said, "Let's talk about it later."
When he returned to Tianxuan, he also wanted to stabilize Tianxuan.
But unlike Huang Zhihu's petty quarrels, if he wants to take action, he will naturally sweep the world.
As the carriage moved forward, the clothes of the surrounding pedestrians changed, and they were all wearing black robes.
Xuanyang Guard.
Dressed in black, the heart is bright.
In front is the Xuanyang Guard Camp.
All reserve commanders receive tasks here and also receive systematic instruction and training.
"It's the frame of the Jianhu."
When they saw Zuo Lin driving his car, someone shouted.
Everyone got out of the way.
Han Muye turned to look at Huang Zhihu.
"Well, I, I am, right, I am better at swordsmanship..." Huang Zhihu tangled his fingers and lowered his head.
The carriage stopped three miles outside the camp, and Han Muye got out of the carriage.
People around him were stunned when they saw Han Muye getting out of the car.
Isn’t this frame from the Imperial City Sword Tiger Huang Zhihu?
The next moment, Huang Zhihu, wearing a yellow dress and a ladylike bun, lowered his head and got out of the car.
That inadvertent look up made the Xuanyang Guard soldiers around them stare blankly.
Huang Zhihu glared fiercely and wanted to stride after his adoptive father, but his steps were blocked by his clothes, so he could only catch up with broken steps.
"That's Sword Tiger?"
A young man in black robe looked confused and covered the side of his face with his hand.
"If I had known better, I would have received an extra slap..."
"The Imperial City Sword Tiger is so beautiful?" Someone's eyes shone brightly, and he touched his shoulder, which was still aching, and found that it no longer hurt.
Han Muye was stopped in front of the camp.
Several Xuanyang guards wearing black armor looked solemn and alert.
"Xuanyang Guard Camp, no other people are allowed to enter!"
