Yang Shao's face was full of stubble under the stone steps, and his eyes were deep-set.

But there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

This perseverance is like an ancient well without waves.

"Senior Brother Han, I've thought about it."

Yang Shao raised his head, his gaze shifted from Han Muye's body to the golden sword pavilion plaque.

"At the beginning, the master thought that I was a self-realized Bibo swordsmanship, accepted me as a disciple, and promised to help me fight for the position of true inheritance."

"Actually, all of this is the work of Senior Brother Han."

Han Muye looked at Yang Shao, who was calm, and nodded lightly.

Yang Shao concealed the truth and risked his merit to become Xu Haosheng's disciple, which was naturally wrong.

However, people have selfish intentions.

People are greedy and persistent.

"I'm staying in the Law Acting Building, just waiting for you to go, Senior Brother, and then I beg you to play the third Blue Wave Sword Technique."

"Only by comprehending the third blue wave sword technique can I be qualified to stand in front of my master in a dignified manner."

Bowing his head slightly, Yang Shao clenched his fists, and his voice was hoarse and low: "I shouldn't even have the qualifications to fight for the master's sword." ”

"Senior brother, you said that I am not in a good state of mind and can't comprehend the third level of Bibo Sword Technique, right?"

Yang Shao looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded.

"My generation of sword cultivation, you should ask for something, think about it, and keep it, right?" Yang Shao continued to speak.

"I cultivate swords, and I should cultivate my mind."

"Since Master has a bloodline, I will help him protect it no matter what."

This is Yang Shao's choice.

For him, this choice is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"Got it figured?" Han Muye spoke softly.

Yang Shao nodded and said, "I've thought about it." ”

With that, he bowed, turned and left.

"Give me the sword." Han Muye's voice suddenly sounded.

Yang Shao's footsteps paused, his whole body was shocked, and when he turned around, a trace of dazedness flashed on his face.

"At the beginning, you weren't in a good mood, but now, it's enough."

Han Muye stretched out his hand, and the sword in Yang Shao's hand was unsheathed and fell into his palm.

"With the turmoil in my heart, the ancient well that breaks the world and sticks to it, the blue waves are all in my heart."

The long sword stabbed forward, the blade of the sword was wrapped in endless waves, the sword came out, and the clouds were surging.

Pneumatic providence with a sword!

This is the third layer of blue waves!

The sword light was retracted, the long sword fell back, and Han Muye put his hands behind his back.

"If you can borrow the power of heaven and earth to make a sword for thousands of miles, you won't be able to comprehend the fourth weight of the blue waves."

Fourth!

The fourth realm of swordsmanship involves the general trend of heaven and earth.

With this kind of swordsmanship, you can fight in the half-step Heavenly Realm!

"Borrow, potential?"

Yang Shao was stunned and at a loss.

It's too far away.

It was the third level of Bibo that Han Muye practiced just now, and he was also specious, and he didn't understand much.

Han Muye waved his hand and said lightly: "If you have the opportunity, go to the East China Sea." ”

East China Sea!

Is there anything more powerful than the endless ocean of the East China Sea?

Yang Shao's eyes lit up, he bowed to Han Muye, and then strode away.

At this time, there was a trace of condensed sword qi on his body, which was about to turn into substance.

"Childe, did he have an epiphany?"

Jiang Ming, who was standing in front of the Sword Pavilion, looked at Yang Shao's back and asked.

"I guess so." Han Muye turned around, shook his head and said: "The matter of cultivation, my generation's sword cultivation is self-cultivation, sword cultivation and heart cultivation, and if you have an understanding in your heart, your cultivation will naturally improve." ”

Jiang Ming's eyes lit up, and when he saw that Han Muye had already entered the Sword Pavilion, he hurriedly asked, "What about my Dan Xiu?" ”

Han Muye's footsteps didn't stop, and his voice came faintly: "More alchemy." ”

……

The battle between the Wind Spirit Sword Sect and the Nine Xuan Sword Sect continued.

If you don't make a move during the Dan period, you will fight under the Dan.

The inner door of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, the true inheritance, and the inheritance of the lineage, the deacons and elders from all over the place have been dispatched.

Even the various sects under the rule of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect also rushed into the Wind Spirit Sword Sect and the original Tailing Sword Sect.

The collection of various spiritual materials and elixirs, the destruction of sects, and the search for pill sword techniques attracted more practitioners to participate in it.

No one is righteous.

Competing for the opportunity to practice, how can there be justice and evil.

In Han Muye's opinion, these low-level cultivators were just struggling for their lives.

On Jiuxuan Mountain, most of the disciples of the True Transmission in the spiritual land were gone, and only Lu Shi and Li San were left in retreat, and Song Qi, Song Jiu, and Qi Thirteen all went to the battlefield one after another.

For these junior masters, this is a rare opportunity to make a name for themselves, and it is also an opportunity to increase their own experience and accumulate wealth.

Qi Thirteen and the others asked for a few pills in Han Muye before leaving.

On temporary loan.

A few top-grade pills are worth more than 100,000 spirit stones, and they can't take out so many spirit stones on hand.

Han Muye not only funded a few descendants, but there were also many true heirs in the spiritual land who also came to borrow the elixir.

The biggest effect of the best pill is that it can be swallowed in battle, it does not affect the operation of the aura, and it does not need to be slowly refined.

Without these inner disciples, Jiuxuan Mountain is not too deserted.

After all, there are still tens of thousands of outer disciples and hundreds of thousands of miscellaneous servants on Jiuxuan Mountain.

The successive victories made the cultivation spirits of these outer disciples and miscellaneous servants high.

Almost every day, the Sword Pavilion has disciples who break through to the Qi Condensation Period, change into inner door clothes, and come to lead the sword.

In the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye spent most of his time practicing or alchemy.

On the fifteenth day of the new year, I will go to the third floor of the Sword Pavilion to listen to the elders of the Sword Pavilion explain the way of cultivation.

Huang Lao Liu is indeed practicing.

It's just that I don't know how he cultivated, and he was mysterious with Gao Xiaoxuan, and he couldn't see how he cultivated.

Lu Gao and Lin Shen are still refining their own strength with all their might.

Although their current combat power is improving all the time, the time it takes to fuse and control their own power is still measured in years.

Such a huge power is not something that can be completely controlled easily.

Among the Sword Pavilion, the people with the highest interest in cultivation were Yang Mingxuan and Jiang Ming.

After Yang Mingxuan introduced the sword qi into his body, Han Muye combed his meridians once every three days.

Every time it was a heart-rending scream, and then it was smug and snickering.

For him, being able to practice is the happiest thing in the world.

Some time ago, Han Muye had already taught him the skill of swordsmanship and asked him to fuse sword weapons by himself.

Jiang Ming is in a complicated mood now.

The alchemy he thought was not the same thing as the current alchemy.

In the past six months, he has led sword qi into his body, and then turned sword qi into the Dan furnace.

What he wanted was to study all kinds of pills by himself, and then choose his favorite pills to refine.

But in the third or second day, a little girl from Suzhen Building sent an elixir, urging him to refine it into a pill.

Whether it is a little girl or not is secondary, the key is that every time the elixir is sent, the previous pill payment will be settled.

They are all settled by the above spirit stones.

Three or five, seven or eight, a dozen.

Jiang Ming admitted that he had never seen so many spirit stones.

As a casual cultivator, even if he is a Dan Dao genius, he can't earn spirit stones so peacefully.

The flowing spirit stone was handed over from the little girl's white hand, giving him a dreaming feeling.

In half a year, he has accumulated a net worth of more than one million.

He somewhat understood why Han Muye wanted to maintain a trading partnership with Bai Suzhen.

It's really hard to refuse.

"When—"

"When—"

On Jiuxuan Mountain, a long bell rang.

Crisp and melodious.

There is another big victory, and the sword is going to be sent into the Sword Pavilion.

The disciples on Jiuxuan Mountain were already commonplace, and their eyes turned to the sky, looking at those sword lights that flew away.

Han Muye, who was wiping the sword, returned the long sword to its sheath, then turned around and walked out of the Sword Pavilion.

"Fengshou Mountain won a big victory, and the inner disciple of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, Hexuan Qi Wang Hui, joined forces to kill the demon clan realm demon and snatched a sword weapon."

The sound spread, and there was cheering on Jiuxuan Mountain.

This time it wasn't the harvest from the Wind Spirit Sword Sect, but Fengshou Mountain.

Outside the Sword Pavilion, Lu Gao and others on duty also had a smile on their faces.

The battle on the side of Fengshou Mountain was difficult, and the merit of killing the big demon was rare among the major sects in the entire Western Xinjiang.

Not to mention the younger disciples, the weak defeat the strong, counterattack and kill.

The disputes between various sects, in addition to fighting for the top masters, also look at the background and the cultivation of junior disciples.

The fall of Lin Chongxiao, who was known as the Sanshi Blue Tiger, made the entire Sanshi Zhai a blow.

Tuoba Cheng killed Qin Ci, the most potential elder of the Tailing Sword Sect, in the Flame Demon Valley, which greatly damaged the foundation of the Tailing Sword Sect.

Now that the Western Xinjiang is not in the Dan period, the display of strength between the younger generations is even more related to the luck of the sect.

In front of the Sword Pavilion, a team of red-robed Sword Sect disciples strode over with wooden boxes in their hands.

Han Muye, Huang Laoliu and others stood on the stone steps, waiting solemnly.

"On the order of Elder Sun Mu, the town guard of Fengshou Mountain, I will send the sword weapon obtained by Senior Brother Wang Hui of Hexuan Qi into the Sword Pavilion."

The sword-wielding disciple shouted and strode to the stone steps.

Han Muye stretched out his hand to open the sword box and saw that it was a four-foot sword.

Reaching out to hold the hilt of the sword, there was a faint green aura behind Han Muye.

This sword was heavy, and he needed to use the power of refining his body to lift it.

"Today, I received a sword weapon sent back to the demon clan by the town guard of Fengshou Mountain, and it was checked to be correct, and it was included in the Sword Pavilion."

After checking the sword weapon, Han Muye held it in both hands, turned around and sent it to the Sword Pavilion.

His hand was on the hilt of the sword, and a trace of sword qi was infused into it.

The sword weighs 180 pounds, and it is made of the iron of the Southern Wilderness.

The big sword is not mixed with too many other spiritual materials, and meteorite is an excellent spiritual material, which is mixed with a variety of powers.

The refining technique of the big sword is different from that of the Western Frontier, and it is a unique method of the demon clan.

"Hum—"

The sword qi was infused, and with a soft sound, a picture of sword qi casting and refining appeared in Han Muye's mind.

Among them, you can see the picture of blood refining and sacrifice.

These techniques enhance the spirituality of the sword.

As for the mixed grievances, for the Southern Wilderness Demon Clan, they don't care.

The owner of this sword is a great demon of the Blue Wolf Clan.

With this sword, this great demon named Wolf Road slaughtered many other races in the Southern Wilderness.

When he arrived at Fengshou Mountain, there were many battles, and this sword was also stained with the blood of many cultivators in the Western Frontier.

Looking at these pictures, Han Muye understood that the positions of Western Xinjiang and Southern Wilderness were different, and the contradictions were irreconcilable at all.

It's just that there has been no major conflict of interests between the two sides, why did the Southern Wilderness come to attack Western Xinjiang this time?

The sword qi was infused, the long sword shook, and Han Muye's expression suddenly moved.

Southern Wilderness.

From the sword, he saw the appearance of the Southern Wilderness.

Vast and boundless.

Monsters are everywhere, and there are countless strong people who can transform into human form.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am facing a catastrophe in the Southern Wilderness, and this time I have to fight."

An old voice came.

Catastrophe is coming?

What are the disasters of the Southern Wilderness?

At the beginning, the ancestor of the Mu family got the news from the peony fairy that the southern wilderness had changed.

What happened to the Southern Wilderness?

Holding the long sword, Han Muye slowly ascended to the third floor of the Sword Pavilion.

At the moment when he stepped on the third floor of the Sword Pavilion, a sword weapon that was originally placed on the third floor of the Sword Pavilion vibrated with a bang.

The big sword in Han Muye's hand exploded!

A long, dark claw condensed.