Master Tu Sun and others, who were a hundred feet away, flew out uncontrollably, with auras flashing all over their bodies, layers breaking apart, and blood spilling from their mouths.
The intense spiritual light exploded, knocking cracks out of the void.
Such a powerful self-destruction force, if caught off guard, even an out-of-body monk would be seriously injured!
What will happen to Han Muye who is at the deepest point of self-destruction?
"Despicable!" Du Mingtao shouted in a low voice, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, staring at the place hidden by the aura.
The sword light on Master Tu Sun's body shone brightly, and a line of light and shadow turned into a long dragon, rushing towards the spiritual light.
"boom--"
The scattered spiritual light was knocked away, revealing the scene inside.
Han Muye, who was standing where he was, felt a faint surge of energy and blood.
That's all.
The body of the ancient divine beast Ba Xia, let alone the self-destruction of the Nascent Soul, even the self-destruction of the god cannot cause much damage.
"You, you're okay..." Master Tu Sun looked at Han Muye in surprise and whispered.
Han Muye raised his head, a stern expression flashing across his face.
His body moved, turned around and turned into sword light, and the roaring sonic boom sounded.
In an instant, I returned to the gate of Jinxuan Dao Gate!
At this time, the sect-protecting formation of Jinxuan Dao Gate had risen, and the bright halo enveloped the entire mountain gate.
Han Muye raised his sword and struck it down directly.
"boom--"
The light and shadow were turbulent, and the entire sect-protecting formation seemed to be shattered.
However, the formation of Jinxuan Dao Sect was extraordinary and was not destroyed in one blow.
Taoist Chang Yu standing in the mountain gate looked at Han Muye who was raising his sword in the sky with a sneer on his face.
Even the top monks at the fifth level of divine transformation cannot break this formation.
This is a mountain-protecting formation set up by a master of formations from the Jin Ming Dao Sect who paid a lot of money.
Han Muye put away his sword.
Even with the magical sword in hand, he couldn't cut through the mountain-protecting formation in front of him.
Unless you use the third level of the Ten Thousand Swords Gui Sect, you can directly destroy the mountain gate with one blow.
But in that case, not only the mountain gate, but also the entire mountain range might be torn apart.
Not necessary.
A flash of light flashed in Han Muye's hand, and Daojian Mountain appeared.
"Taoist Changyu, you have not kept your word. Do you really want me to break down the gate of your Jinxuan Taoist Gate?" Han Muye looked at Taoist Changyu below and said coldly.
Han Muye is very calm.
If this mountain gate is broken today, the Jinxuan Dao Gate will definitely be destroyed, and the practitioners surrounding it will not let go of this piece of fat.
He is giving Taoist Chang Yu a chance.
It is not easy for a sect to inherit the tradition for countless years, and it is not easy for a mountain full of disciples to practice.
The strong must bear the consequences of the weak.
Taoist Chang Yu below showed an angry look on his face, stared at the sword in Han Muye's hand, laughed, gritted his teeth and said, "If you have broken the sect's treasure of Jinxuan Dao Gate, you also want to break my mountain gate?"
"Today my Jinxuan Taoist Gate is standing here, let's see how you break down my mountain gate!"
He raised his hand and waved, golden light flashed, and the originally weak mountain-protecting formation turned into a dense ball of light, emitting a dazzling aura.
Gather your strength together and see what you can do to break it!
Even those who have mastered the transformation of gods can only stare blankly at this situation.
Taoist Chang Yu clenched his hands tightly.
As long as you block this guy in front of you, the reputation of Jinxuan Dao Sect can be preserved.
Even if there is no treasure to suppress the sect, the strong defense of the mountain gate formation can still make those who covet it fearful.
At this time, Han Muye also slowly tightened his grip on the sword hilt.
If you do your own evil, you will not live.
Daojian Mountain is raised.
The power of the underlords gathers.
He did not use his spiritual energy to cultivate, nor did he gather the sword energy of his soul.
He swung the Dao sword down with only the strength of his physical body.
The Dao Sword Mountain can gather endless power. No other magic weapon can withstand Ba Xia's divine power. The Dao Sword can.
The sword's light was light, and it struck down heavily with a whistling sound.
There is no dazzling light and no sword energy.
To outsiders, this sword was just a feeble way of venting anger.
This is posturing.
Taoist Chang Yu chuckled, a smile hanging on his face.
Then, his smile froze on his face.
"boom--"
The mountain sword struck the light curtain, and the entire mountain guarding formation roared and shattered inch by inch.
All the disciples of the Jinxuan Dao Sect in the mountain were counterattacked by the formation. All of them were bleeding from the corners of their mouths and their bodies were languid on the ground.
The light curtain dissipated, leaving only the green rolling peaks and the pavilions between the mountains.
The spiritual energy surged and spread to all directions.
The mountain-protecting formation gathered a huge amount of spiritual energy. When the formation was broken, the spiritual energy suddenly dispersed.
The sword in Han Muye's hand slowly pointed down, pointing at Taoist Chang Yu.
"It was you who asked me to break the gate of your formation."
Taoist Chang Yu stood there, trembling all over, his face turned red and white, and finally blood spurted out of his mouth.
The mountain-protecting formation that the family was so proud of was chopped into pieces with a sword.
The sect's last support was destroyed in this way.
Jinxuan Daomen is finished.
All around, countless auras came without concealment.
Han Muye raised the Dao sword in his hand, and the strong power on it vibrated, making everyone afraid to move.
"Give me the person I want and give you the Jinxuan Dao Sect one day to rebuild the gate." Han Muye said calmly.
It takes one day to rebuild the mountain gate.
Taoist Chang Yu raised his head and stared at Han Muye.
After a moment, he nodded and said: "Okay."
The two people sent this time were correct, they were indeed Sun Zhan and Lu Yunyi.
When Master Tu Sun and others arrived, the seven of them gathered together and laughed heartily.
…
One day later, countless hunters besieged Jinxuan Daomen, which had lost its mountain-protecting formation.
Taoist Chang Yu fell under the siege of several out-of-body masters.
The countless treasures of the Jinxuan Dao Sect were plundered, and most of the low-level disciples were imprisoned and cultivated, and sent to be sold in chaos temples.
In Chaos Temple, practitioners are also a type of cargo resource.
"This is the world of cultivation in the Guyun Galaxy. It is completely different from ours in Tianxuan." Standing on the edge of the cliff, Master Tu Sun had a look of emotion on his face.
In the distance is the mountain gate of Jinxuan Daomen. The light shining in the sky over there shows the fierceness of the battle.
Although there are fights between sects in the Tianxuan world, there are still rules.
Unlike here, if one force lacks a barrier to rely on, it will be devoured by a pack of wolves.
The weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive. This is the practice world of Guyun Galaxy without any secret.
"Mr. Han, I have completed a mission in Luan Temple. Anyone who kills the Jinxuan Dao Sect will get the Wanhe Sword Box."
Du Mingtao stepped forward, held the Wanhe sword box, and said.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Han Muye took a look, took the sword box, nodded and said: "I will cancel the mission."
He understood what Du Mingtao meant.
The sword casket is in the hands of Du Mingtao and the others, and it would be better to hand it over to Han Muye with great fanfare.
Since Han Muye can break through the Jinxuan Dao Gate's mountain gate formation with one sword, he can naturally keep the sword box.
Du Mingtao turned around and left. Han Muye looked at Master Tu Sun: "Senior Tu, what are your plans now?"
Han Muye's words made Master Tu Sun look confused.
Han Muye had just told him about the Tianxuan Dao dispute.
Return to Tianxuan and contribute, or stay here?
Originally, Master Tu Sun was hanging out on Jinke Star and his cultivation level was constantly improving. He was not as powerful as Huang Laoliu in achieving the reputation of Demon King, but it was not bad at all.
But seeing Han Muye again was a huge blow to him.
The number one sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang back then, looks like a joke now.
"Hui Tianxuan, with my cultivation and combat power, I'm afraid I can't be of much help."
"I'd better stay here. Being a casual cultivator and hunter can be considered a happy life." Master Tu Sun whispered.
Casual cultivator?
From Han Muye's point of view, being a casual cultivator is not a good choice on this Jinke planet.
However, it is unrealistic to want to join another sect after reaching Master Tu Sun's level of cultivation.
Han Muye nodded and said softly: "Actually, you can consider rebuilding the Wanhe Sword Sect."
Rebuilding the Wanhe Sword Sect?
Master Tu Sun turned his head and looked at Du Mingtao in the distance.
Han Muye didn't say anything more. After leaving a jade communication talisman that could be contacted within ten thousand miles, he went to the Temple of Chaos.
There are several chaotic temples on Jinke Planet, and in Han Muye's opinion, they are all business.
These tasks in the Temple of Chaos have little to do with the dike and the inside of the dike. They are more about collecting various resources and spiritual materials, hiring caravans, or assassinating people.
Han Muye went to cancel the task of destroying the Jinxuan Dao Gate in public and took out the Wanhe Sword Box.
The write-off task can be carried out secretly or in a high-profile manner.
Han Muye wrote it off in public just to divert attention.
If you want the Wanhe Sword Box in the future, just look for him, it has nothing to do with Yanagawa Nanichi.
The eyes of the people around him flickered, some cheered, and some shook their heads.
Han Muye didn't care too much and left Luan Temple directly.
He flew away at an extremely fast speed, instantly getting rid of those cultivators who were deliberately following him, and then traveled thousands of miles to another chaos temple.
He quietly posted several tasks to acquire standard swords and collect elixirs.
Fortunately, he had just completed the task of destroying the Jinxuan Daomen, otherwise he would not be qualified to issue these tasks.
When he walked out of Chaos Temple, the jade communication talisman on his body shone with light.
Han Muye smiled softly and followed the jade talisman to escape.
After a moment, Du Mingtao, dressed in black robe, appeared in front.
"Mr. Han, Lao Tu said that you can help us rebuild the Wanhe Sword Sect, is it true?" Seeing Han Muye, Du Mingtao didn't waste any time and spoke directly.
Han Muye nodded and said, "Not bad."
Du Mingtao's face flashed with joy, he cupped his fists and said, "I wonder what Mr. Han wants, or what does he want us to do?"
He is a smart man.
This is probably the way of thinking of practitioners in Guyun Galaxy. As long as there are benefits, there must be a price.
"I don't have time to come forward for some things, and I need a lot of elixirs."
Panacea.
Du Mingtao looked up at Han Muye.
"I will support your needs in rebuilding your sect, and I will also analyze the inheritance of your Sword Sect and help you train disciples." Han Muye spoke again.
Rebuilding the sect is not just empty talk, it requires real money.
Also, without enough inheritance power, it is impossible to rebuild the sect.
Du Mingtao nodded, bowed and said, "I would like to ask Mr. Han to serve as the Great Elder of our Wanhe Sword Sect."
In addition to actual benefits, there are also relationship constraints.
The communication between Han Muye and Du Mingtao was extremely straightforward.
This was also the reason why the two of them avoided communicating with Master Tu Sun.
Han Muye laughed and said, "Okay."
…
Three months later, on a hundred-mile star three thousand miles away from Jinke Star, the gate of Wanhe Sword Sect was quietly built.
As the great elder of the Sword Sect, Han Muye is the sect’s heritage.
Several other members of Yanagawa Qiyi are elders and deacons, and Du Mingtao is the current sect leader.
In the entire sect, they are the only eight people with fighting strength. Most of the other hundreds of newly recruited disciples have not yet entered the path of cultivation.
Jiang Chen and the others train their disciples every day, while Master Tu Sun and the others often go to Luan Temple to get the swords and elixirs that Han Muye needs.
It is not easy to collect standard swords. Although there are several agreements made by large-scale weapon-refining sects, the communication in between is quite lengthy.
However, the elixirs were collected very quickly, and Du Mingtao secretly went to his sect's spiritual place several times and brought back many elixirs. Han Muye already had the elixirs needed to refine hundreds of thousands of sword pills.
It's just that these elixirs are still far short of what is needed for tens of millions of sword cultivators.
A small building with shining golden light stands on the back hill of Wanhe Sword Sect.
This is the sword pavilion where Han Muye lives.
This sword pavilion is only built according to the shape of the sword pavilion and does not have the power of the real sword pavilion.
Han Muye usually practices in this sword pavilion.
On the third floor of the sword pavilion, Han Muye, who had taken some time off, had a Wanhe sword box in front of him. Next to the sword box were several jade slips.
These jade slips record various inherited techniques and swordsmanship of Wanhe Sword Sect.
Han Muye has no idea of seizing the inheritance of Wanhe Sword Sect, he has no shortage of it.
These jade slips will be handed over to Du Mingtao and let him choose suitable professors and disciples.
Putting away the jade slip, Han Muye placed his hand on the sword box.
"Buzz——"
The sword energy shines, the Wanhe sword box opens, and countless sword lights intertwine within it.
There are thousands of long swords stored in this sword box, and each one is at least a spiritual weapon.
The strongest sword in the sword box is as black as ink and measures three feet and three inches.
The Imperial Sword Box is based on this sword and can combine ten thousand swords into one.
This is Lingbao, Wanhe Sword.
The treasure of the Wanhe Sword Sect is actually this sword box. It is never a sword that has never been seen before.
"Buzz——"
The sword energy was poured into it, the sword box vibrated, and all the swords merged into one, and a blue long sword appeared in front of Han Muye.
He raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, his aura tightened, and his sword intent surged.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Pictures appeared in his mind.
This time, these pictures appeared a lot and it was very messy.
The most important thing is that this Wanhe Sword is a spiritual treasure with its own consciousness, and this sword is made of Wanhe Sword united into one, with a lot of chaotic spirituality in it.
After combing through it carefully, Han Muye discovered that the Wanhe Sword Sect's Wanhe Sword inheritance was somewhat similar to the Sword Pavilion inheritance he cultivated.
The method of uniting ten thousand swords is similar to the method of collecting swords in the sword pavilion.
The images kept intertwining, and a trace of surprise flashed across Han Muye's face.
The inheritance of Wanhe Sword Sect is continuously traced back to its origins, and there is indeed a shadow of Jiange.
In other words, Wanhe Sword Sect's Wanhe Sword Box cultivation method is passed down from the same lineage as Sword Pavilion.
In a sense, the sword box is simpler than the sword pavilion.
Of course, the power of the sword pavilion is more powerful.
Each has its advantages.
When he has the opportunity to go to Xianyuan World for three days, Han Muye will definitely go to Jiange to truly practice the Jiange inheritance.
The power of Lingbao swords lies not only in their greater lethality, but also in their spirituality.
The Wanhe Sword only needs enough spiritual energy and sword intent to activate it, and it can kill the enemy on its own.
As for the envoy, he can hold a sword in his hand, which is equivalent to having two killing methods for one person.
For Han Muye, with the addition of his Soul Sword, his true body and incarnation became one, and he had several more fighting methods.
Putting away the Wanhe sword box, Han Muye raised his hand, and a wooden whip appeared in front of him.
Catch the grass whip.
Ancient artifact.
This kind of treasure passed down from ancient times cannot be stabilized by today's weapon refining level.
In terms of the power of the means used to catch the grass whip, it completely surpasses the level of today's magic weapons, spiritual treasures, and even Taoist tools.
But when it comes to combat power, the Grass Whip is only equivalent to a top-grade magic weapon.
Generally speaking, this whip is not refined for combat.
This treasure is the most precious treasure of alchemy.
Putting his palm on the grass whip, Han Muye sensed the inheritance of the Wooden Temple in it.
There is a very systematic inheritance of alchemy, from the cultivation of various elixirs to the methods of refining elixirs.
The elixirs in the Wooden Temple were of a much higher grade than what Han Muye had come into contact with.
There are second-grade elixirs and first-grade elixirs that are rare in the world, as well as various elixirs that have been cut off and are beyond the level of elixirs in the practice world.
Tao Dan.
This is the level of alchemy inherited from ancient times.
There are nine grades of Tao Dan, each of which contains the power of the Tao.
Han Muye couldn't imagine how powerful the Wooden Temple would be back then.
Also, the battle between the gods in ancient times must have been so brutal that it would cut off all inheritance.
Thinking of this, Han Muye was suddenly stunned.
It was not that there were no survivors in ancient times.
Just like the Wood God and the Golden Wolf Demon God, who have lost their cultivation and lost their fighting power due to the closure of the town for too long. What about the truly strong ones?
Where are they?
Dams cannot stop these powerful forces.
Are they inside the dike or outside the dike?
In the three days of Xianyuan world, are there such existences?
Is Endless Heavenly Lord one of them?
Tianzun, such a strong man should be a strong man who survived in ancient times, right?
The broader the world he saw, the more fearful Han Muye became about the world of cultivation.
It seems that my strength is getting stronger and stronger, but in fact, I am not even qualified to take action in front of those powerful people.
There are unimaginably powerful existences in this world.
"Buzz——"
The grass whip rang, and phantoms appeared around Han Muye.
Alchemy Puppet.
These puppets controlled by the grass whip have the power of wooden veins in their bodies. They are not good at fighting, but they can make elixirs.
As long as the alchemy methods are stored in their memories, they can refine elixirs that match their own strength.
This is a means to catch the grass whip. These alchemy puppets were refined before by the Wooden Temple.
Most of them had exhausted their power when suppressing the Golden Wolf Demon God, and now Han Muye only had three thousand in hand.
Of these three thousand alchemy puppets, more than 2,300 have alchemy methods, and the remaining seven hundred are guard puppets, which are based on the power of wood veins and have some combat power.
At this time, these puppets are severely depleted of power, and if they want to be used by the emperor, they need to spend a lot of resources to restore them.
This is not difficult for Han Muye.
There are a lot of treasures found through various means, which can be exchanged for spiritual stones and can accumulate several mountains.
Aren’t the spiritual stones earned meant to be spent?
Besides, it’s easy to make money.
Han Muye thought that after all the spiritual stones were spent, he would lead Taoist Dayan to take a tour of the dam.
No wonder there are so many hunters in the Ancient Cloud Galaxy who hunt for treasures and are easily addicted.
The second method to catch the grass whip is to sort out the power of the wood veins.
The imperial messenger can catalyze the elixir of wood veins and make it grow rapidly.
Of course, this requires spending spiritual energy.
But you can use this method when you encounter some valuable elixirs.
The third method of catching weeds is to store elixirs.
There is a hidden space at the handle of the wooden whip where elixirs can be collected and stored.
Not only will the medicinal properties of the elixir stored in it not be lost, but it will slowly accumulate and become more concentrated.
Even its activity will not be lost and it can be replanted completely.
For alchemy practitioners, this whip is a hard-to-find treasure.
If this treasure were known by those alchemy cultivating sects, it would probably cause a bloody storm.
Holding a wooden whip in his hand, Han Muye had a smile on his face.
Now that I have this treasure in hand, I have to use it no matter what.
Pieces of spiritual stones were scattered around him.
"boom--"
The spiritual stone shattered into pieces, and endless spiritual energy spurted out, converging on him, and then being poured into the grass whip in his hand.
The wooden whip, which was originally like a dead tree, turned into emerald green like jade.