Both are disciples of the Tianxuan Dao ancestors, and Han Muye is indeed Wen Mo Sheng's junior disciple.
It's just that the relationship is estranged, and Han Muye himself doesn't care.
What benefits can he gain by getting along with senior brother Wen Mo Sheng?
However, Han Muye did not expect that Wen Mo Sheng would directly ask him to take control of Tianxuan.
"Xiang Wen, given the current situation, Tianxuan doesn't have no chance of winning, right?" Han Muye frowned and asked in a deep voice.
In the general trend of Taoist struggle, although the fairy world is extremely powerful, it is not to the extent of crushing it.
Especially now that reincarnation and cause and effect are not obvious, saints and semi-saints have no absolute advantage.
Those great monks in the fairy world have their power suppressed, their own world is in turmoil, and they also have headaches.
"What's the chance of winning?" The Wen Mo voice in front shook his head and said softly: "At present, there is really no chance of winning."
"The fairy world is already stronger than me, Tianxuan. If Junior Brother Chen and I are not suppressed, we still have a chance to fight."
"Now that the Taoists are fighting together, we, Tianxuan, have ten times less powerful people than those in the fairy world."
"Also," Wen Mo said with a worried look on his face, "more than 80% of the cultivators from outside the Taoist Land have defected to the fairy world."
Strong people from outside all come here to fight for opportunities.
These people don't care about morality, they only care about the comparison of strength and weakness.
The stronger the fairy, the more attractive they are.
On the other hand, seeing Tianxuan being suppressed, these people would not come to vote.
"I discussed with Junior Brother Chen and planned to dispatch some powerful people to go to the fairy world to fight first, so as not to make things too difficult for them."
Wen Mo Sheng looked at Han Muye and said.
A fight?
This is a good idea.
But if this happens, will the other party start a war in advance?
Also, if the other party uses the same method, wouldn't Han Muye be the one to bear all the pressure on Tianxuan's home world?
Looking at the sound of Wen Mo, Han Muye understood that this old fox did it on purpose.
There are threats to the fairy world, but they are not to the point where Wen Mo Sheng and Chen Qingzhi need to attack them personally.
"Xiang Wen, I went to Shattered Star Island and found many allies for Tianxuan. Can this fight be slowed down for a while?" Han Muye said aloud.
Wen Mo Sheng's eyes lit up when he heard that he had summoned allies.
"Junior brother, tell me quickly."
This old guy should have been waiting for a long time.
After he returned from Broken Star Island, Wen Xiang probably wanted to know what he had experienced in the past few years.
Han Muye chuckled and recounted what happened on Broken Star Island.
I'll skip the review of swords by myself, and mainly talk about the decisions of various powerful forces such as Endless Heavenly Lord, Jinnan Realm, and Manghuang Qilin.
Qilin, the beast of Manghuang Overhaul, is coming to Tianxuan World. Such surprises make Wen Mosheng look happy.
It is even more surprising that the Confucian and Taoist heritage of Jinnan Realm is willing to help Tianxuan.
"In this case, Xu Qingteng needs to be treated more seriously." Wen Mo said softly.
Xu Qingteng's way of practice is a spiritual shock to Jinnan practitioners.
If Xu Qingteng goes to Jinnan Realm, it is possible to become a saint instantly by relying on his merits.
Of course, the premise is that Xu Qingteng can go.
The two powerful forces were willing to form an alliance with Tianxuan, which made Wen Mo look much better.
"If hell is not empty, will Heavenly Lord never leave?" When Han Muye told the foundation of the endless Heavenly Lord's enlightenment, he stood up with a solemn expression on his face.
"It turns out that this is the ultimate way of transcendence for the great monk." Wen Mo nodded.
"Practice and cut off the reincarnation of cause and effect, and then look at it again. In fact, it is not the living beings that are entangled, but the Dao."
"But the great road is the source of all power. How to balance it to achieve transcendence?"
The sound of Wen Mo seemed to be talking to Han Muye, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
Han Muye knew that this kind of detachment was extremely difficult.
Only when the great ambition of the Endless Heavenly Lord is established can we advance half a step ahead.
But can the promise that hell will never be empty really come true?
Han Muye didn't know either.
The great monk's path to transcendence is completely unimaginable.
Han Muye's trip to Broken Star Island not only improved his strength, but also attracted powerful allies.
The Confucianism and Taoism in Jinnan Realm will definitely help Tianxuan Confucianism and Taoism, and Jiange and Manghuang are both extremely powerful.
The most important thing is that Guang Wutianzun alone can make Tianxuan invincible.
"If Wutian Tianzun is really willing to help..." Wen Mo pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "In this way, Junior Brother Chen and I will do our best to maintain the defense line."
"Is it enough to give you twenty years to stabilize Tianxuan?"
Twenty years later, the wasteland will return to Tianxuan. At that time, even if Wen Mo Sheng and Chen Qingzhi do not take action, the fairy world will attack with all its strength.
Twenty years?
Stabilize the Tianxuan world?
Han Muye's eyes flashed and he said calmly: "Then I have to go to Bailu Mountain in advance."
Go to Bailu Mountain!
Wen Mo nodded and said: "Okay, I will issue a decree and invite the head of Bailu Mountain Academy to come to the imperial city."
"Imperial City Academy and the center of the imperial dynasty are all left to you."
"In twenty years, I hope that Tianxuan will be stable and can lay the foundation for victory in the future Dao war."
As he spoke, Wen Mo Sheng picked up his ink pen and started writing on the scroll in front of him.
"Buzz——"
At this moment, a golden summons talisman flew down.
Wen Mo raised his hand to attract the talisman and frowned.
"The East China Sea is in chaos..."
He threw the golden talisman to Han Muye.
Han Muye stretched out his hand to take it, and his spiritual thoughts penetrated it.
The East China Sea is in chaos.
Since Marquis Wu introduced the dragon clan of the East China Sea into the void battlefield, the spirit-armored demon clan of the East China Sea lost their suppression, and chaos arose in the East China Sea.
The swordsmanship sects in the East China Sea were originally able to block the spirit-armored demon clan, but now they are fighting on their own, being divided and outflanked, and many swordsmen have fallen.
The islands where casual cultivators gathered were captured by the spirit-armored demon clan. Several major swordsmanship sects were busy robbing the spiritual lands after the dragon clan left, without caring about the lives of casual cultivators and low-level cultivators.
"East China Sea..." Han Muye narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "I'll go there."
Donghai Swordsmanship is an important part of the sword formation he envisioned.
There is no way these sword cultivators can just be massacred by the spirit-armored demon clan.
Since Donghai Sword Cultivator is a piece of loose sand, then he, Han Muye, can just go and surrender these guys.
"Okay." Wen Mo said with a smile on his face. He put away the scroll of paper in front of him that he had already started writing, and wrote another one.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Looking at his appearance, Han Muye guessed that he had been plotted again.
Otherwise, why wouldn't I want to deal with this guy? This is the reason.
Not happy.
Han Muye didn't want to wait any longer and left directly.
In the main hall, looking at his back, Wen Mo's face smiled even more.
"Shubao, you're plotting against him, aren't you afraid that he'll fall out?" came the voice of Marquis Wu.
Marquis Wu appeared in iron armor and looked at Wen Mo Sheng: "He doesn't know that behind the fairy world is the Shangsantian Sect, and even the Heavenly Lord is planning it. If you let him act recklessly, it will be difficult to explain in the future."
"Explanation?" Wen Mo Sheng looked indifferent and said: "If you can't win the battle with Tao, everything will stop. If you win the battle with Tao, haha..."
If you win the battle between Tao and Dao, what else can be explained?
Wu Hou shook his head, said nothing, and dispersed.
Their true bodies are all outside the boundary. The fighting there is fierce, and they don't have much energy to care about Tianxuan's affairs.
Wen Mo said that handing over Tianxuan to Han Muye was not just talk.
The battle outside the boundary is the key point.
The strong Confucianists and Taoists, as well as the elites of Tianxuan, were all outside the boundary. Of course, Wen Xiang and Wu Hou focused on the outside.
Not long after Han Muye returned to Danyuan Pavilion, news spread in the imperial city.
Crown Prince Yun Duan wants to go to the East China Sea to quell the chaos.
The powerful swordsmen of the royal family, the masters of the Imperial City Academy, and the great master Makino who had returned from outside the world also went with him.
In addition, the Xuanyang Guard reserve commander trial was advanced, three thousand reserve commanders dispersed from Tianxuan, and some of the reserve commanders from the East China Sea returned to the East China Sea.
In the small courtyard of Danyuan Pavilion, Han Muye was sitting.
Huang Zhihu, who came in quietly, didn't expect Han Muye to be waiting for her, and suddenly looked annoyed.
"Look what time it is now?" Han Muye said coldly.
Huang Zhihu scratched his hair, which was already a little messy, and whispered: "Two o'clock in the morning..."
Before he finished speaking, the sound of banging was heard outside at midnight.
Three updates.
"You're a girl who didn't come back until midnight. If I hadn't been here, would you have stayed up all night again?" Han Muye snorted coldly.
Huang Zhihu lowered his head and said nothing.
Yun Dang asked her not to go back, but she didn't dare.
"Is it your idea that Yun Duan wants to go to the East China Sea?" Han Muye looked at Huang Zhihu.
Upon hearing the news, Han Muye knew that someone was deliberately plotting behind the scenes.
To counter the rebellion in the East China Sea, why do we need all these hindrances?
If he had relied on himself, he would have just moved eastward with a sword.
"Well, Yun Dang wants to go there herself, and Aunt Yun Jin..." Huang Zhihu glanced at Han Muye.
Yun Dang often spoke ill of Han Muye in front of her.
What ruined Princess Yunjin's reputation? She's still like a normal person, a heartless man, a scumbag, no matter what a man is, he can't wipe it clean, slap his ass and leave.
Although Huang Zhihu didn't find any story in Yunjin, she also felt that there was a story in it.
Otherwise, why would Princess Yunjin be so kind to me?
This afternoon I went to Xianzhou to report a message, and I sent him various elixirs worth millions, as well as many delicious fruits.
Originally, Huang Zhihu only planned to knock 10,000 spirit stones, and then go to the Fairy Boat with Yun Duan to drink flower wine.
"You are also on the list to go to the East China Sea, right?" Han Muye glared at Huang Zhihu.
A smile appeared on Huang Zhihu's face, but he restrained it for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Hey, Yun Dang and I have a good relationship, how can I trust her to go to the East China Sea alone..."
Han Muye snorted, stood up, and went straight back to his private room.
These little guys who have never experienced a real bloody battle might as well go and experience it.
Dao Zheng is not just treating guests to dinner.
Seeing Han Muye leaving, Huang Zhihu stuck out his tongue and got into his own room.
She had to be well prepared when she was going to the East China Sea.
But she didn't know that after Han Muye's figure landed in the wing, he instantly turned into a spiritual light and dissipated.
It's just an incarnation of the soul.
He himself is now on the Yongding River.
On a painting boat, Xu Wei, who was sitting opposite, had several scrolls and texts spread out in front of him.
"Neat and neat." Xu Wei commented while looking at it carefully.
"It's so neat and tidy, but I, Tian Xuan, have very little Confucianism."
"Although I have always disapproved of such a rigorous approach to spiritual practice, this meticulous method is also very valuable."
"Looking at it this way, the low-level practitioners of Confucianism and Taoism in Jinnan Realm are probably much better than me, Tianxuan."
Han Muye nodded.
Xu Wei's guess was not wrong.
In most things in this world, diligence can make up for clumsiness.
There are very few people who are really talented.
From being born as a child to being a scholar, being promoted to a scholar, and even becoming a sergeant are all achieved through hard work and meticulousness.
But in the future, you need to really work hard on your talent.
If you don't have enough qualifications, it's hard to make a move.
Han Muye himself was also limited by his talent at first. It was not until he refined a pill that changed his cultivation talent that he solved this problem.
Explaining the cultivation rules of Jinnan Realm in a low voice, Han Muye smiled and said: "Mr. Qingteng, your cultivation story makes that senior Tao Zhixing extremely yearn for."
"I think this one will come to visit you soon."
Although Tao Zhixing originally said he would come to Tianxuan, he could not come right away.
This is a place where Dao fights. You can only enter but not leave. If you really want to come, you need to prepare in advance.
But not everyone has a top powerhouse in the world like Wu Tianzun to guide them.
Xu Wei is also interested in the Jinnan boundary.
This kind of sophisticated cultivation method is what he himself lacks.
His wildness and casualness have both advantages and disadvantages.
Han Muye was drinking with Xu Wei on the painting boat. When the sky turned white, he got up and left.
Seeing him leaving, Xu Wei covered his mouth with his hands and coughed softly.
"Hey, your body really can't stand it like this..." A voice sounded, and a woman in a pale white dress came over, her eyes filled with pity.
"Haha, this guy is my drinking buddy. I want to have a good drink with him no matter what."
Xu Wei smiled nonchalantly, and then there was a hint of loneliness in his eyes: "Besides, he and I don't know how many more times we can drink together..."
…
When Han Muye flew down and landed on the river bank, he saw the light and shadow of the rising sun in the distance shining on the fairy boat, emitting a bright soft light.
On the third floor of the fairy boat, someone seemed to be looking at me.
Han Muye did not go to Xianzhou.
Some things are best left in the heart.
Three days later, the gate of Xuanyang Guard Camp in the Imperial City opened, and a team of black armor rode out.
The leaders were Yun Duan and Huang Zhihu with solemn faces.
Behind them are several reserve commanders from the East China Sea.
Three hundred elites accompanied him.
"It's a pity that Jianhu only wore women's clothes twice..." In the camp, Qian Yutang leaned on the fence and stared at the retreating team.
"Huh, that's what Sword Tiger should look like. She's dressed as a woman. If you marry her home, you can watch her every day." Bai Jianfei raised his head and grinned.
Qian Yutang sighed, turned around and left.
"I'm going to beg Master Lu Yang. It's really boring to be trapped in the imperial city like this. If a man can't run rampant in the world, how can he bring a beauty home?"
"Anyone who can match the sword and tiger must be the best man in the world!"
After hearing what he said, Bai Jianfei hurriedly chased after him: "Let's go together, let's go together. I heard that Jianhu's adoptive father wants to find a son-in-law for her. I don't know who his father-in-law is or what he wants..."
"roll!"
…
On the Yongding River, ten large ships lined up.
One by one Xuanyang guards solemnly boarded the ship.
All the merchant ships and sailboats around were careful to avoid it.
"Woo——"
The horn sounded, and above the flagship, the royal flag of the Tianxuan Dynasty was raised.
In the distance, on the Yunjin fairy boat that looks like a fairy city, a clear song is heard.
"The world of mortals is so ridiculous, but infatuation is the most troublesome..."
Han Muye looked in the direction of the fairy boat, his eyes flashing with light, and finally turned to look at the black-armored Xuanyang Guard standing solemnly on the deck in front, and said calmly: "Here we go, Dingdonghai."