Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-05-09

Chapter 257 Is your sword good enough (12,5000-character chapter)

“Boom–”

In the distance, aura flashes, and flames rise and linger.

Old Ancestor Tao Ran stepped into the air with a long sword in hand.

At this time, the Old Ancestor Tao Ran cultivation base can break through at any time, just to guard the fire source world, choose not to take that step for the time being.

The fire source world can only allow half a step of the Heaven Stage to stay, and more than half a step of the Heaven Stage cultivation base will be rejected by the world Power of Heaven and Earth.

The fire source world is not a Great World, but the power of one world, and not a trifling beginner Heaven Stage cultivator can resist.

“Heaven Realm doesn’t give up. Recently, there are more powerhouses than before.”

Putting away the long sword, Old Ancestor Tao Ran said in a deep voice.

Hearing his words, Han Muye lightly said with a smile: “Isn’t that what Old Ancestor meant?”

Old Ancestor Tao Ran’s face stiffened, then haha a long smile .

“You brat, I can’t hide anything from you.” Old Ancestor Tao Ran’s expression flashed with pride, and turned his head to look towards the distance.

“Relying on the fire source world, I have already fought with Heaven Stage.”

“These guys are just like this, when Old Ancestor I step into Heaven Stage, abuse them like Dog.”

Speaking of this, he grinned: “I will let him startled to fall the chin when I see Gao Changgong next time. I will let him start to fall the chin.”

Sword Pavilion Elder Gao is said to be doing well in the Southern Desolate, and seems to be holding a military post in the Central Plains army.

The Mu Family Old Ancestor and the others inquired about the news, Elder Gao endured the humiliation, and in the Central Plains army, deceived the trust and prepared to break away from the clutches and return to the Western Border.

Han Muye doesn’t really believe this.

“Old Ancestor, this time Western Border Nine Sects rearranged, Spirit Dao Sect set the grand competition on the banks of the Jialing River, what does it mean?”

Fly back The world of fire source, falling in the ten thousand zhang void outside the palace of fire source, Han Muye opened the mouth and said.

The grand competition location of Nine Sects rearrangement is set by Spirit Dao Sect, which is said to be arranged by Spirit Dao Sect Wan Dao Transformation who are preparing to leave the customs.

The name of Western Border cultivation world Number One Person is in the first place. Since he opened his mouth, the location of this grand competition cannot be changed.

“The Jialing River is a great river that originates from the Northern Territory, runs through the Western Border and the Southern Desolate, and reaches the Eastern Sea.”

Old Ancestor Tao Ran narrowed his eyes, then said solemnly : “Thousands of years ago, the Eastern Sea Great Demon traveled back to its source, crossed the Southern Desolate, and landed on the Jialing River.”

“This Monster Race eventually went to the Northern Territory, it is said that life In the Northern Territory.”

“It is rumored that Spirit Dao Sect has some trading connections with this Monster Race.”

Turning his head and looking towards Han Muye, Old Ancestor Tao Ran whispered : “My Nine Mysteries Sword Sect can rely on this world to form an alliance with the Eastern Sea sword cultivator, and other countries can naturally have foreign aid.”

Han Muye nominates.

According to what Old Ancestor Tao Ran and a few sect elders said, every time Nine Sects are rearranged, Western Border will always have more experts that have never been seen before.

This time Nine Mysteries Sword Sect also invited several young Disciples from Mountain Sword.

Tang Mountain Sword’s Shao Yousun is now in the fire source world, and together with Lu Gao and the others, they are fighting against other world cultivators.

“Om–“

The horn sounded, and the sky was filled with aura.

one after another illusory shadow begins to return.

A day later, the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect Junior Disciple assembled.

Lu Gao, who has black gauze on his eyes, is now in good shape and wears a black Battle Armor.

At this time, his cultivation base is Earth Stage Meridian Opening Peak.

But his strength is far beyond Meridian Opening, even the expert of Awakening Spirit cultivation base, and he can’t stop him.

The Huajian is the otherworld cultivator of the Golden Core 3rd-layer, and it can also kill with one blow.

After two years of hard work, Lu Gao has melted into his Spirit Sword, which can be transformed into a sword, Human and Sword Unity, with all his strength.

It can be said that he has completed the First Layer of Sword Soldier Art.

In the back, it is to continuously improve the power of the fusion sword, and then the person and the sword will be promoted to a higher realm.

Sword Soldier Art is the First Layer of Sword Soldier Art.

Lu Gao is growing rapidly, and everyone else in Jianmen Disciple also has a leap in cultivation base battle strength.

The taciturn He Xuanqi, with both hands and two swords, made a ruthless attack.

The sword technique of seeking fish from the edge of wood has been cultivated to another level by him.

There are also several direct descendants of Jianmen, Song Qi, Qi Shisan, Su Shiba and the others. Compared to two years ago, they have changed from Heaven and Earth turning upside down.

At this time, they are all calm, and the fighting intent and sword intent are blended together.

Fighting in the fire source world for two years, fighting against another world cultivator with the same cultivation base battle strength, wandering on the edge of life and death, as long as you survive, anyone will shedding body, exchanging bones.

In the past two years, Nine Mysteries Sword Sect has been passed down to the elites of the fire source world, with a total of more than 500 people, and only 300 survived.

Since you have chosen to be a sword cultivator, you must be prepared to die.

One after another silhouette gathered quietly, and the fighting intent baleful aura on the body slowly converged.

Han Muye’s eyes fell on Yang Mingxuan.

There was no one around Yang Mingxuan, who was wearing a black robe.

The baleful aura on him was still fiery, even if it subsided.

Here are all the elite Nine Mysteries Sword Sect Disciple, generally Earth Stage, and some of them are about to touch Core Formation.

Song Qi and the others are all late stage of Awakening Spirit.

Such cultivation bases are already comparable to Sect Elder.

Among these Nine Mysteries Sword Sect Disciples, Yang Mingxuan’s cultivation base of Meridian Opening 3rd-layer is not the highest, and even ranks behind.

But his battle strength and record are definitely at the top.

Lu Gao repairs Sword Soldier Art, man is a sword, when rushing to kill, there is no worries at all.

Yang Mingxuan also cultivated Sword Soldier Art, but the grade of the swords he melted cannot be compared with that of Lu Gao, and the melting degree is also much worse than that of Lu Gao.

But Yang Mingxuan slayed the Quartet with his fearless tactics.

Even Lu Gao said that Yang Mingxuan was more mad than him when he killed him.

In two years, the number of Golden Core powerhouses that fell in Yang Mingxuan’s hands reached one palm.

Other Awakening Spirit Meridian Opening expert, if you meet him, turn around and run away.

Those otherworldly cultivators call him the black clothed Killing God.

Han Muye did not interfere with Yang Mingxuan’s state.

Although sword cultivator Cultivation does not advocate condensing battle strength through killing, Yang Mingxuan is an accident.

If Yang Mingxuan wants to stand out in the Nine Sects grand competition and fulfill his last wish for Yang Dingshan, he must have the determination and means of a madman.

As if aware of Han Muye’s gaze, Yang Mingxuan raised his head with a stiff smile on his face.

Han Muye nodded, looked away, and looked towards everyone standing below.

“Everyone, you’ve worked so hard to reinvigorate my Nine Mysteries reputation as Nine Sects rearranged.”

“The two-year period has come, it’s time to leave.”

Han Muye’s voice fell, causing a trace of confusion in everyone’s eyes.

Two years have passed?

Going back to Western Border, to Nine Mysteries Mountain?

I myself, in this Secret Realm, survived.

A strange emotion spreads.

This is a hard to describe emotion, with expectation, depression, soaring desire, and determination to run wild with swords.

Two years of ascetic practice, continuous killing, rearranged for Nine Sects!

sword intent, soaring!

sword light, dash away the clouds!

Han Muye turned his head and nodded towards Old Ancestor Tao Ran.

The fighting intent is available.

Looking at the fire source palace Palace Lord Elder and the others bowing in the distance, Han Muye raised his hand, and a beam of aura turned into a beam of light, covering everyone below.

When it reappeared, it was already the old site of Lieyang Palace.

At this time, the old site of Lieyang Palace has changed.

One after another Formation, the mountains that were originally fiery red and charred became more lush.

The ruins were also cleaned up, and many palaces were built.

Zhehuatang changed its career completely and started a business.

Most of the swords in the fire source world, Tang Yunhao will be taken away by the people sent by Kong Chaode, but some can still be left.

Dozens and hundreds of Spirit Artifacts each year, worth two or three million Spirit Stones.

For the recent Western Border, there is a shortage of such inexpensive swords.

These millions of Spirit Stone income made Tang Yunhao secure as the Hall Master of Zhehuatang.

Zhehuatang was also renamed the Sword Gate of the Setting Sun, which means inheriting the inheritance of Lieyang Palace.

Han Muye and the others returned from the teleportation land, and Tang Yunhao came to meet.

One hour later, the three flying boats left quietly.

The flying boat is non-stop day and night, and after five days, returns to the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect.

Those elite disciples repaired themselves, and Han Muye led Lu Gao and Yang Mingxuan back to the Sword Pavilion.

Liu Hong Lin Shen and the others and Lu Gao have not seen each other for two years, so naturally they have a big table.

Lu Gao and Liu Hong went to the outer sect dining hall, greeting each other along the way.

Lu Gao grins.

Waiting for him to pass by, someone whispered curiously: “Senior Brother, who is this blind guy, and why is he with Liu Hong Senior Brother?”

Hearing this, The face of the youth wearing the Outer Sect Disciple azure robe changed: “Bastard, you don’t even know the name of Lu Gao Senior Brother? Dare you say that Senior Brother Lu is blind?” The outer sect’s new Disciple blushed and shuddered.

“Senior Brother Lu, that’s the Sword Pavilion gatekeeper, the Legendary among my swordsmen’s servants.” Disciple, a servant wearing a gray robe, held a few buns in his hands and said in a deep voice .

“Senior Brother Lu stood guard at Sword Pavilion, his eyes were stabbed, and he did not retreat half a step. Jianmen Disciple admires such bravery.”

“Sword Pavilion Elder Han, that It is a sword dao exiled immortal, and exists like a god.”

“Yellow Sixth Brother, benevolent and righteous.”

“Senior Brother Lu, loyal and brave.”

“And Instructor Lin, Senior Brother Liu…”

In the dining hall, it was instantly hot.

Lu Gao Sword Pavilion bloody battle, Sixth Brother Yunchaoling turned demons, Elder Han one person destroys heavenly demons…

Those newcomer Disciples have heard these stories, but listen to them now, Still hot-blooded.

“I really want to visit Sword Pavilion…” A new Disciple rubbed the steamed buns in front of him and said in a low voice.

“Go to the Sword Pavilion?” The Outer Sect Disciple opposite him laughed: “Okay, become the top 100 of the outer sect, go to the Sword Pavilion to lead the sword, maybe you can get the guidance of Elder Han, and you will soar into the sky. ”

Outer sect top 100.

In the eyes of those new Disciples, there is a fire rising.

With the return of Jianmen elites, the originally quiet Nine Mysteries Mountain suddenly became lively.

Inner Sect, outer sect, various legends, exciting.

“Have you heard that, Inner Sect Thirty-seven Tao Shihe Senior Brother, the cultivation base actually broke through the Earth Stage, and the sword technique has differentiated a bit of sword intent.” Someone excitedly rushed to the outer sect teaching hall, the news that they will get the news speak out.

“How do you know?”

“I and Senior Brother Tao’s younger brother worship at the door of Mumai Qingtengsai, naturally know.” The person who spoke was full of faces A proud look.

This drew envious eyes.

“Big news, the tenth Inner Sect, Yuanmu begged Yu Hexuan to revive the Senior Brother, and be promoted to the heir!”

In an Art Enlightenment Building, someone roared loudly.

“Heirloom!”

“How could it be a heir? Isn’t Inner Sect going to do True Inheritance first?”

“No way, sect has It has not been recorded for three years, and the last one is Sword Pavilion Elder Han, right?”

A voice of discussion sounded in the Art Enlightenment Building.

The sect’s direct succession has indeed been seriously damaged recently, but it doesn’t mean that it needs to be supplemented, right?

“Really, Brother Yuanmu begged Yu Hexuanqi to play a sword at the Inner Sect Martial Art Hall, defeating three Swordsmen Awakening Spirit deacon Elders with one sword. Zhang Zhihe, the Supreme Elder of Mumai, personally accepted his disciples.”

The voice fell, and there was silence in the Art Enlightenment Building.

Three Swordsmen Awakening Spirit Elders defeated with one sword!

This and the others are of course eligible to become the heirs!

“I Jianmen, are you going to be happy…”

After a long time, someone whispered.

On the top of Nine Mysteries Mountain, in the great hall at this time, elders sat up one by one.

Han Muye was sitting in the seat he had attended, but there is no Tang Chi who is also present today.

In the center of the great hall, hundreds of Jianmen elites bowed and stood, waiting solemnly.

A moment later, Tuoba Cheng in purple robes, and Sect Master Jin Ze, full of silver hair, entered the great hall and stepped onto the high seat.

Jin Ze waved his hand, Tuoba Cheng nodded slightly and stepped forward.

“Two years of sharpening your sword, is your sword good enough?”

His voice was indifferent, revealing the coercion that belonged to the Great Cultivator.

In the great hall, a monstrous pressure was pressed down.

It’s just that these tyrannical forces pressed down, but the hundreds of elite disciples didn’t even move their brows.

One after another sword light appeared, resisting Tuoba Cheng’s pressure.

Is such a sword light good enough?

A satisfied smile appeared in Jin Ze’s eyes.

All around, those swords Sect Elder, who were originally expressionless, had different expressions.

The elites of Jianmen go to the fire source world for closed-door cultivation. This is a secret among the upper classes of Jianmen, and it is not a secret either.

To keep it a secret, this event was hosted by Tuoba Cheng and two Supreme Elders in person, and Sword Pavilion Han Muye arranged it.

But these elite disciples, in the final analysis, are all under the door of these elders in the great hall, how can they not know where they are going?

The first time they came back, they had reported their experiences in the past two years.

Old Ancestor Tao Ran sits in town, fighting the otherworld cultivator in the fire source world.

In two years, five hundred Disciples, only three hundred came back.

These 300 Disciples, silent and motionless, can withstand the coercion of Jianmen’s top powerhouse Tuoba Cheng!

With this cultivation base battle strength, it is already the backbone of Jianmen!

Looking at these Disciples who were silent and only fighting with sword light, the pressure on Tuoba Cheng disappeared.

He looked down, his eyes shining brightly.

“Five hundred elites, only you will return.”

“You carry their hopes on your back.”

“I, Nine Mysteries Sword Sect, bear the burden of humiliation. For thousands of years, the Sword Pavilion elders have broken their swords from generation to generation, and Sect Elders have not survived.”

“In order not to arouse the fear of Western Border, Old Ancestor Tao Ran has been exiled from the sect for decades. .”

“In order to eliminate the oppression of the Western Border Three Sects, Sword Pavilion Elder Gao Changgong destroyed the sword of Divine Soul.”

“In front of Nine Mysteries Mountain,” in Tuoba Cheng’s voice , with a hint of fiery depression: “Jin Ze Sect Master shattered his Golden Core.”

Looking at the elite disciple below, Tuoba Cheng said word by word: “These, do you remember?”

Remember?

How can I not remember!

The elites in the door, who does not witness the rise of sect?

Which of these direct lineages, True Inheritance, who share honor and disgrace with the sect, has not participated in several battles concerning the life and death of the sect?

Nine Mysteries Mountain The bell rang again and again.

The short and sad sound of the bell is the last splendor of the lives of every Jianmen Disciple.

The sword is broken, and the soul returns.

The Nine Mysteries Sword Sect is here, the Sword Pavilion is here, and their heroic spirits have a home!

A vast air rose from the great hall.

This is a fighting intent.

As a sword cultivator, how can there be no fighting intent?

This vigorous fighting intent, mighty and fierce, seems to hit the top of the great hall and tear apart the sky.

Seeing these scenes, all the elders sitting upright in the hall all smiled nodded.

The sword cultivator should have blood.

Tuoba Cheng glanced over and said with his hands behind his back: “The sect will be open for seven days, and the medicine pill of the Pill Hall increasing cultivation base can be obtained on demand.”

“After seven days , select ninety-five of you to participate in this Nine Sects rematch.”

Only ninety-five?

Many Disciples raised their heads, astonishment flashed in their eyes.

In the fire source world, everyone knows who’s cultivation base battle strength is.

Only ninety-five people will be selected, so sixty adults in this great hall will be eliminated.

After two years of hardships, life and death battle, you couldn’t participate in the grand competition of the Nine Sects rearrangement?

“Nine Sects rearranged the grand competition, and only 100 Disciples were selected.” Jin Ze Sect Master, who was sitting at the top, suddenly said.

so that’s how it is.

This grand competition has such rules.

Many people had regrets on their faces.

“Don’t think it’s a missed opportunity to not participate in the Nine Sects reshuffle grand competition.” Tuoba Cheng looked down, coldly said: “This is saving your life.”

His voice fell, and an old azure robe sitting beside him stood up.

This person Han Muye knows, Sword Battle Hall Elder Xu Linjin.

“In the past two years in Cultivation, I spent a lot of money in Sword Battle Hall to inquire about other various sects.”

Xu Linjin’s expression was solemn.

“More than 320 Sword Battle Hall Disciples and spies lost their lives because of this, and I, Jianmen, cannot justify their names.”

took a deep breath, Xu Linjin slowly unfolded a scroll in his hand.

“The first direct line of Supreme Solitary Sword Sect, Feng Yuange, sword technique has condensed half-step sword stance, Spirit Qi Cultivation Base, Awakening Spirit 8th layer.”

Half-step sword stance!

Awakening Spirit 8th layer cultivation base!

In the great hall, the atmosphere sank.

This kind of battle strength can compete with Golden Core 5th layer and above!

Among the Disciples in the great hall, who would dare to say that there is such a battle strength?

The faces of the heirlooms standing in front turned solemn.

“In order to find out Feng Yuange’s battle strength, one of my Sword Battle Hall Awakening Spirit 9th layer Elder died, and the three secret agents lost contact.”

The eyes are in the great hall Sweeping over, Xu Linjin lowered his head and looked towards the scroll in his hand.

“Spirit Dao Sect, the seven sons of the Spiritual Dao, we have all tried to find out Xiaoming’s fate.”

“Loss,” Xu Linjin said in his voice A trill: “Thirty-two Disciples have fallen.”

“Lu Qingchen, Divine Ability is good at earth veins, dust-turning techniques, magical techniques, cultivation base, Golden Core.”

“Lu Qingyuan, the Wood Element is very powerful. He once attacked and killed nine people in my Jianmen Disciple with the technique of the forest.”

“Lu Qingxiao, Fire Element refined , half-step Golden Core.”

……

Spiritual Dao Sect Seven sons, everyone is like a dragon, seven people join forces to kill three hidden demon cultivators.

Incessant Dao Sect Duan Yihong, carrying Wanjun Cangshan to fight, traveling three thousand miles backward, killing the Monster Race Golden Core great cultivator who entered the Western Border.

Wind Spirit Dao Sect Du Feng, a sword into the wind, roaming thousands of miles, killing thirty-two Earth Stage evil cultivators, back and forth that day.

Cai Peng, the white devil, refining two cities in one day and night, slaughtering Three Sects.

Moon Flower Sword Sect Young Sect Master Wanyue, sword technique to the sky and bright moon, a sword out, youth swaying, Heaven and Earth are the same.

……

The information about Western Border’s large youth powerhouse and cultivation base battle strength is all on this piece of paper in Xu Linjin’s hand.

This piece of paper was exchanged for the blood of hundreds of Elder Disciples in Sword Battle Hall.

The purpose is to make these young elites in today’s great hall feel confident.

In order to account for a glimmer of survival in the battle of the Nine Sects rearrangement.

For this, it is the hard work of Nine Mysteries Sword Sect for countless years, and it cannot be paid for in vain.

Xu Linjin spent one hour telling the message on the scroll.

All Disciple Elders exit the great hall in silence.

The previous fighting intent of the sky was suppressed and slowly brewed.

Han Muye stayed.

It was Tuoba Cheng sound transmission who kept him.

“This time my Nine Mysteries Sword Sect must win the first place in the Nine Sects grand competition.”

In the empty great hall, Tuoba Cheng looked at Han Muye and said in a deep voice Open your mouth.

First.

Han Muye looks up.

The white-haired Jin Ze Sect Master stood up and said softly, “Spirit Dao Sect rewarded the first Nine Sects with a sword.”

looked towards Han Muye, An uncontrollable emotion flashed in Jin Ze’s eyes: “That is the sword that Zhu Shen Elder, who repaired Sword Soldier Art at Sword Pavilion, used his body.”

Han Muye got up slowly, his eyes narrowed rise.

(End of this chapter)