Comprehensive Comprehension: Sixty Years of Observing Swords in Jiange 405, Kill the True Lord Xuanming with one sword and suppress the Taoist sects of the eight southeastern counties
405, Kill the True Lord Xuanming with one sword and suppress the Taoist sects of the eight southeastern counties
In worldly affairs, strength is respected.
Power is the reason.
But under the condition of balance of power, all kinds of reasons must be brought together. Whoever loses morality first will be at a disadvantage.
For example, today, when Han Muye destroyed the Yunshen Gorge with one sword, Daomen stood on the side of righteousness.
It's natural to take action now.
The most important thing is that today, the great monks of the Taoist sect used their overwhelming power to reverse the world and reverse the flow of the river, triggering changes in the minds of living beings and dividing people's hopes and incense!
This is what Taoism is really fighting for.
Back then, Han Muye's words of apotheosis at Guanjiangkou directly cut off the Taoist sect's incense. Today, he will take back everything he lost!
"boom--"
Because of the intrusion of water, the water bank collapsed and the water surged and collapsed.
The river bank instantly turned into a land of marshes.
But, who cares about the wailing of those creatures?
"Buzz——"
On the shore of the water, there were streaks of divine light rising.
One after another, the phantoms of the gods of mountains and rivers appeared, and their divine light blocked the water.
The power of Shinto protects living beings.
Suddenly, the power of incense began to fill the air.
For the common people and those living beings, the battle between the great monks is too far away. They only care about who really allows them to live.
Let them live, that is good for them.
In the void, a Taoist wearing a Taoist robe, with a long beard reaching to his chest, and a bright aura in his eyes stepped out.
The water on the Taoist's body is floating, which is obviously due to the extremely powerful water pulse cultivation technique.
Seeing the power of incense intertwining with the divine light on both sides of the river, the Taoist snorted coldly.
Ignorant ants only look at immediate interests and have no idea of the general trend.
A little death today is nothing. When the Taoist gate is established in the southeast, there will be many rewards in the future.
The Taoist's eyes fell on the big ship below, he raised his hand and swept down the dust with a fly whisk.
As long as the crown prince survives, the others will be of no concern.
"Quick, protect the ship with all your strength and prepare to rescue people!"
"Block this attack and the fleet will dock as close as possible!"
"There is only death. As we practice, we should strive to have no regrets. I will go to the land of death and life——"
In the cabin, silhouettes flew out, and auras of light bombarded out, or turned into light curtains, or condensed into ropes, or into swords and guns, to save people and save the ship.
When the world's great monks take action, the world is in turmoil. In the past, almost no great monks who were above the heaven realm dared to fight with all their strength in Tianxuan.
"roll."
At this moment, a faint voice sounded in the heaven and earth.
A sword light flew out again.
It flew away from the big ship and turned into a three-foot blue sword. With a flash of light, it was right in front of the great monk of that sect.
The great monk laughed, twisted the dust in his hand, and prepared to smash the sword into pieces.
Even the magic weapon couldn't stop him from attacking from close range.
"Buzz——"
As soon as the whisk fell, there was a soft sound, and then it turned into pieces when the Taoist's eyes widened.
A magical weapon immediately shattered!
What is this sword——
This is not a sword!
It was only then that the Taoist discovered with horror what kind of swords there were. This was clearly the soul of the great monk!
Use the soul as a sword.
This kind of sword can kill the god of transformation!
Taoist people understand clearly that this sword is meant to kill themselves.
Isn't it that the other party is afraid that the death of a Taoist sect's god-forming monk will trigger a backlash from the Taoist sect and lead to chaos in the eight southeastern counties?
I really want to see how the Taoist sect will rise after my death and countless great monks besiege the imperial city.
The Taoist thought that when he took action before, several great monks from the Taoist sect gave him away.
Have they already thought of everything?
Are you one of them in this game?
"boom--"
The cyan sword penetrated the chest, and the body of the great cultivator was shattered into pieces.
The endless spiritual light feeds back the heaven and earth, triggering the tide of spiritual energy.
The land of thousands of miles has turned into a spiritual sea.
The Great Monk of Transformation God has fallen!
This is a great monk who has been watching for a long time!
In the Tianxuan world, the last time a great cultivator of transformation gods fell was ten thousand years ago.
Practitioners in the world have become accustomed to the immortality of powerful practitioners above the Nascent Soul in the heavenly realm.
At that level, who can kill?
The spiritual sea surges, the spiritual energy that feeds back is watered, and all the creatures on the left and right of the river are bathed in it.
Whether it is human beings or plants and beasts, with this kind of spiritual energy, it will be absolutely convenient for them to practice in the future.
The death of one person brings blessings to millions.
This is the rule of heaven and earth.
"Yuan Hezi is serious, he has fallen..." Tens of thousands of miles away, a thin Taoist wearing Taoist robes showed a complicated look on his face.
"Xuanming Zhenjun, Yuan Hezi died for the rise of our Taoist sect, and he died a worthy death." On the other side, a great monk wearing a black martial robe with long and narrow eyebrows stood up, with sword energy shining on his body.
"The Tianxuan Dynasty wantonly massacred the Taoist monks. The strong men from our eight southeastern counties did not want to suffer this massacre, so they intercepted the prince and gathered in the imperial city."
"As long as we capture the imperial city before Wen Mo Sheng and Chen Qingzhi's real bodies turn around, and trigger a change in Tian Xuan's luck, our Taoist sect will be the master of Tian Xuan!"
The speaker was wearing a Taoist robe, with white hair and white beard, and his face was full of excitement.
The Taoists beside him also had their eyes filled with light.
"Senior Brother Zhu Wu is right. As long as we capture Tianxuan and disintegrate the Xuanyang Guard, and then participate in the Taoist struggle to seize the position of Taoist Ancestor, or reconcile with the world of immortals and pursue the supreme road, we will be able to advance and retreat freely."
"That's right, my Dao Sect is free and easy, starting from today!"
One after another, figures rushed into the sky and towards the river.
Everyone here is a giant of the Taoist sect and is the foundation of the Southeastern Taoist sect.
For countless thousands of years, these great monks have been buried in the earth, fearing that they would be suppressed by Confucianism and Taoism if they emerged.
Only now can I feel proud.
True Lord Xuanming frowned, his face solemn.
Beside him, the middle-aged man wearing a green Taoist robe whispered: "Brother, what Senior Zhu Weiqiang said is true. The sacrifice of one Yuan Hezi has aroused the common hatred of the Taoist sect, and the situation has been established."
Nowadays, all the masters of Tianxuan Confucianism and Taoism are outside the boundary. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Taoist sect can take over the imperial city in one fell swoop, and great prosperity can be expected.
At this time, why does my senior brother, who has profound cultivation skills, look solemn?
"The sound of Wenmo can overwhelm Tianxuan for ten thousand years, so how easy is it to deal with it?" Zhenjun Xuanming shook his head and looked forward.
"This Grand Master Makino is mysterious. His identity may be the headmaster of Bailu Mountain Academy. Today's sword strike revealed his status as a banished immortal of the Western Border Swordsmanship."
"He no longer hides his identity. I'm afraid the situation is not with me..."
Is the general trend not with me?
The Qingpao Taoist's expression changed.
"Junior brother, if you go back, if I fall, the Xuming Dao Sect will seal the mountain and not leave. We will see you again in three thousand years."
True Lord Xuanming took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice.
Fall?
Taoist Qingpao's face turned pale: "Brother, you are already at the top of this world..."
"The top of this world?" Zhenjun Xuanming shook his head and said lightly: "You think too highly of me."
"There are countless powerful people in the world. I am trapped in this world of Tianxuan. I have no ability to see a wider space in this life..."
After saying that, the endless spiritual light on True Lord Xuanming turned into a golden fire phoenix.
"I, Xuanming, am waiting here for Grandmaster Makino."
The sound spread hundreds of thousands of miles, the heaven and earth roared, and the endless wind surged!
True Lord Xuanming wants to challenge Grandmaster Makino!
The Taoist warriors who had already reached the halfway point stopped and looked at each other.
"It's good, Xuanming's combat power is already at the top of our Taoist sect. If he takes down Muye, it will save a lot of effort." The leading Taoist Zhuwu said softly.
The others nodded and retreated.
Taking the lead in this kind of thing, if someone can do it, it is a dream.
The challenge of True Lord Xuan Ming!
In the cabin, the colors of the accompanying high monks all changed.
The joy of bathing in spiritual energy, the river flowing again, and the fleet continuing to move forward was condensed in an instant.
"True Lord Xuanming, that is, a being that even the Half-Saint Wang Muyang cannot defeat." A Confucian and Taoist major cultivator showed confusion on his face.
Others are not talking.
What is there to say at this point?
The power displayed by Grandmaster Makino was beyond their ability to predict.
And after two sword strikes, they also understood that Grandmaster Makino was decisive in his actions and was by no means a person who would back down.
"Is this a major battle?" A great monk looked out the window and spoke in a low voice.
This is not a moral dispute, but it is already obvious that it will never end.
How violent will it be during those hundred years of Taoist struggle and the transformation of Taoist ancestors into Taoism?
"Zhihu, can he do it?" Yun Duan nervously grabbed Huang Zhihu's sleeve.
Huang Zhihu shook his head and muttered: "How could I know."
That was a strong man who defeated a semi-saint, the top monk in the world. It was impossible for his adoptive father to defeat him. Huang Zhihu was not sure.
"At that time, I remember that in the secret realm of ten thousand monsters, during the catastrophe of the end of the world, my adoptive father returned safely."
Clenching his fists, Huang Zhihu raised his head and looked forward.
"I hope he won't be defeated." Yun Dang nodded and waved his arms: "If he can come back with a great victory, I, I—"
Huang Zhihu turned to look at her and said with a smile, "How are you?"
Yun Sang's face turned red and her voice lowered: "I, I will give him a heavy reward."
Upon hearing this, Huang Zhihu said, "Just you?"
"Aside from your pretty good body, what else can you offer? With your little wealth, even I can't look down on you."
At this point, she paused and widened her eyes: "I said Yun Dang, you don't want to be my adoptive mother, do you? Don't think about it, I only have one Aunt Wan."
Yun Duan's face turned red and she was about to speak when she suddenly stopped.
In front, Han Muye, dressed in white and carrying a sword case, was walking in the air.
"Inform Lu Yang and sweep across the southeast."
Han Muye spoke calmly, then took a step forward and landed thousands of feet away.
"True Lord Xuanming?"
"As a great cultivator of Tianxuan, I don't want to contribute to the world, but instead intend to subvert the general trend of Tianxuan."
"What's the use of keeping such a great monk?"
Han Muye's voice was indifferent.
This sound spread countless miles, causing the clouds in the sky and earth to surge.
The expressions of all the Taoist monks standing in the void changed.
With a word, the heaven and earth move, this is a strong man who is in harmony with the great road of heaven and earth!
True Lord Xuanming's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "Go quickly, Grandmaster Makino has already controlled the power of heaven and earth, and he has the blessing of the great road!"
The green-robed Taoist beside him turned around and left.
The Taoist flew a hundred miles away, turned around to look, and saw that his senior brother's figure had been wrapped in a sword light.
"The shore of the land is not the land of the king."
With a long shout, the golden seals of the twenty prefectures and counties of Tianxuan appeared.
The power of the golden seal mobilizes the power of the mountains and rivers in a county and gathers them into a giant shadow of the mountains and rivers.
At this moment, what enveloped True Lord Xuan Ming was not Han Muye's sword, but Tian Xuan's Great Way of Heaven and Earth.
Before the great road, one cannot control life or death.
True Lord Xuanming transformed into a golden phoenix, spread his wings and sang, but he could not escape at all.
"Thirty thousand miles of river flows eastward into the sea, and five thousand miles of mountains reach the sky."
Between heaven and earth, there are poems chanted.
The river is thousands of miles long, and the mountains are towering and green.
world.
The entire Tianxuan world was suppressed by the power of mountains and rivers, and all the power of True Lord Xuanming condensed into a golden fire phoenix, constantly clashing under the mountains and rivers.
But the river surged, extinguishing the flames on the fire phoenix, and the mountain peaks fell down, leaving the fire phoenix covered with bruises.
With a long cry, the fire phoenix turned into a golden ball of fire, the power of death flashed, and then exploded.
Nirvana.
The ultimate in ancient fire power, the power of the immortal fire phoenix.
Standing on the river, Han Muye looked calm and raised his hand, his sword shining coldly.
"Thirty thousand miles of river flows eastward into the sea, and five thousand mountains rise to the sky. The golden wind washes away the sky, and a sword sweeps the vast space between life and death."
One sword separates life and death.
Poetry comes out, and sword light appears.
A sword beam spanning 30,000 miles directly struck the phantom of the mountains and river above the mouth of the Guanjiang River and the body of Nirvana's fire phoenix.
"boom--"
Mountains and rivers collapsed, fire phoenixes shattered.
Half of the phantoms of mountains and rivers wrap around the body of the fire phoenix and rush towards the East China Sea. The other half goes along the current and heads towards the southern wilderness.
Between heaven and earth, the spiritual tide rolled, and the entire river was illuminated by fiery red spiritual light, and the setting sun was like blood.
The power of Tianxuan World can directly kill the most powerful person in the world, True Lord Xuanming!
The heaven and earth fell into silence, and a golden seal was suspended quietly.
In the imperial city, Lu Yang personally led the Xuanyang Guards and the Red Flame Army to rush out and head towards the surrounding prefectures and counties.
Conquer rebellion.
At this moment, all parties in Tianxuan World lost their voices.
Those powerful Taoists gathered together, but didn't say a word.
Whoever speaks today will be the next True Lord Xuanming!
A great monk who could defeat a half-saint fell with just one sword.
This is the general trend of Tianxuan!
Although the Semi-Saint King Mu Yang is tyrannical, he is not good at fighting and does not possess the authority of heaven and earth.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Xuanming Zhenjun defeated Wang Muyang and gave the Taoist sect false hope.
It is true that Confucianism and Taoism have lost power, and the general trend of heaven and earth has changed.
Today, this sword will teach the practitioners in the eight southeastern counties how to behave!
Han Muye sheathed his sword, shook his head, turned around and walked back to the cabin.
It wasn't until the spiritual light rose in the cabin, cutting off the sky and the earth, that cheers could be heard on the deck.
In other cabins, the accompanying monks looked at each other. Some looked happy, while others looked confused.
"Kill True Lord Xuanming with one sword?" The seventh-level monk of Nascent Soul, wearing black robes, whispered in disbelief.
Those are the top of the gods, the strongest group of people in the world.
Killed with just one sword?
The great monk, who is helpless even to the semi-saints, can't withstand a sword?
"With the blessing of the authority of heaven and earth, and using poetry as a sword, I finally know who this Grand Master Makino is!" A Confucian and Taoist monk in long robes and long sleeves laughed loudly.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the great monk said loudly: "The scholar carries a sword and uses poetry as a sword. Grand Master Han Mu, the head of Bailu Mountain!"
On the deck, Yun Duan turned her head and looked at Huang Zhihu.
"Zhihu, let me make a baby for your adoptive father. The way he carried his sword and moved forward is engraved in my heart and I will never forget it..."
Hearing her words, Huang Zhihu came over, looked at her with big eyes, and then whispered: "How about I send you to his room tonight?"
Yun Satin nodded.
"Go away! What are you thinking!" Huang Zhihu raised his foot and kicked him. Yun Duan had already expected it and ran away. The two of them were laughing and joking on the deck, attracting the side glances of the military armors.
Gongsun Qingfeng breathed a long sigh of relief and sat down on the deck with a smile on his face.
Ever since Han Muye broke through the Yunshen Gorge with his sword, there have been ups and downs, life and death, and even someone as strong as Gongsun Qingfeng felt that he couldn't help himself.
With one sword, he killed the great cultivator of the Transformation God, and with another sword, he mobilized the power of heaven and earth to destroy the True Lord Xuan Ming.
Gongsun Qingfeng raised his head and looked at the closed cabin at the highest point.
Xijiang Kendo banished the immortal Han Muye.
It's unimaginably powerful.
It's ridiculous that I'm still planning to challenge him when I return from my trip to the East China Sea.
forget it.
Be self-aware.
The big river flows straight to the mouth of Guanjiang River.
The God of Water Meridians is waiting for you all the way.
Along the way, people lined the streets cheering and knelt down by the river bank.
Cloud Satin stood on the bow of the ship, waving frequently.
No one dared to touch the gates of the eight southeastern counties.
Until ten large ships turned eastward from the mouth of Guanjiang River and headed for the East China Sea.
Grandmaster Makino's three-sword campaign to suppress the eight southeastern counties was even more exciting than the last time he consecrated the gods at Guanjiangkou.
True Lord Xuan Ming, who triggered the rise of the Taoist sect, could not block a sword and was killed directly. Behind him, the sect was sealed and unable to come out.
Dozens of great monks gathered at the southeast gate, but no one dared to take action again.
…
In the cabin, Han Muye sat cross-legged.
The surging sword light on him has turned into reality.
If this sword light were so powerful, it would probably be ravaged by the sword light for thousands of miles around.
"The blessing of the power of heaven and earth is actually just the manifestation of the general trend."
"If the power of reincarnation and cause and effect in the world is suppressed by the struggle between Tao and the Sword Domain, then we should go all out to evolve the power of the sword."
Han Muye's eyes flashed with a strong fighting spirit.
"Donghai, I once said back then that I wanted Donghai sword cultivators to know what the third level of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is."
"Now, my understanding of Wanjian Guizong is not just as simple as the third level."
A smile flashed across Han Muye's face and he looked forward: "Master Mo Yuan, I wonder what level you have reached in your Wanjian Guizong comprehension?"
Flying up, Han Muye landed on the roof of the cabin.
On the river, the waves surge.
"Yun Satin, writing in Chinese calligraphy, is cruising the East China Sea, is that okay?" Han Muye looked at Yun Satin on the deck below and asked.
There is a calligraphy in Yun Duan's hand, which can mobilize the power of heaven and earth for blessing.
With this power, these ten ships of Xuanyang Guards and Red Flame Army can fight ten times the number of enemies.
By activating the power of heaven and earth, Gongsun Qingfeng can also fight against the great monk who transforms into gods.
Moreover, this handwriting can attract the incarnation of the literary form to descend at a critical moment.
Although there is only a hundred breaths of time, it is enough to do anything.
The Taoist sect dared to intercept and kill Yun Duan because he was sure that Yun Duan did not dare to induce the incarnation with the calligraphy.
After all, it was a failure for the prince to activate the power of handwriting before reaching the East China Sea.
But after entering the East China Sea, with the support of Wenxian's handwriting, Yun Satin can show her talents.
Hearing Han Muye's words, Yun Dang nodded and said, "Don't worry, sir, it's no problem."
Her eyes fell on Han Muye and she couldn't help but lower her head again.
Han Muye glanced at Huang Zhihu, glanced at Gongsun Qingfeng, nodded, and flew up.
"Canglang——"
The long sword is unsheathed.
The sword light shines, and the sword comes down!
"boom--"
The river is thousands of miles long and the water shines brightly into the sky.
The bodies of countless spirit-armored monsters were chopped into pieces and flew down on both sides of the river. Their energy, blood and monster energy dispersed and turned into pillars of smoke.
I don't know when, the spirit-armored demon clan has been lurking here, just waiting to intercept and kill!
"Sword cultivator Han Muye wants to challenge the East China Sea with his sword. East China Sea Kendo, don't let me down -"
Standing on the waves, looking at the thousands of spirit-armored monsters rushing towards them as if they were nothing, Han Muye shouted loudly and moved eastward with a sword.
