Turning the thunder tribulation into his own strength, this is his choice!

"Boom, boom—"

Between heaven and earth, thunderclouds gathered, seemingly endlessly.

The thunder light attracted the power of heaven and earth, and set off a raging tide in the land of Dao contention.

The convergence of the power of the Great Dao has attracted the attention of many Dao Ancestor powerhouses.

……

A year later, this void of countless rocks slowly fell silent.

Thunder light, sword light, all intertwined, and finally nothing.

By the time all the thunder dissipated, there were no more rocks here, and of course, there was no Han Muye.

——————

Tianxuan, the imperial city.

From the beginning of the Dao dispute, there was chaos in the Tianxuan world.

Because when the Tao is fighting, the reincarnation of cause and effect is not revealed, and the Heavenly Realm God is the strongest.

Those half-saints of Confucianism and Taoism were originally able to suppress the gods with a single word, but at this time, they could only fight with all their might, and they might not be able to defeat the peak of the gods.

Five years ago, Xuanming Zhenjun, a great monk of Tianxuan Daomen, fought against Muyang, a semi-saint king of Confucianism and Taoism.

That battle caused changes in the aura of several states and counties in Tianxuan, and the water of the great river flowed backwards.

The final result was that Wang Muyang was defeated, and the authority of a county fell to the side.

Since that battle, the Dao Sect of the Tianxuan World, the Demon Dao, and those ambitious Great Cultivators have all begun to snatch the power of the dynasty.

Confucianism and Taoism have suppressed Tianxuan for countless thousands of years, and it is time to overthrow it.

In the eyes of these great monks, the Taoist struggle is an opportunity.

When the Confucianism and Taoism cultivators are not strong enough to exert their absolute strength, it is better to lead by themselves, and maybe they can become the next Dao Ancestor?

Of course, there are still many cultivators who are desperate for the victory of Tianxuan Energy in the Dao Battle.

The power of the fairy world has penetrated deep into their hearts.

The fairy world had long infiltrated the Tianxuan Dao Gate, and the Innocent Realm almost set off the rise of the Tianxuan Divine Dao.

These cultivators, who only see the power of the outside world, have always looked down on Tianxuan.

In their eyes, the moon in the outside world is round.

These people went all out to destroy Tianxuan, hoping that Tianxuan would lose in the Dao battle.

Even if the Tianxuan Dao battle fails, they will fall.

But what if the immortal powerhouse sees his efforts and gives himself a chance to survive?

Great controversy, great catastrophe, there will never be a shortage of brainless people.

Yuyuan Street, in the moon.

In front of the small shop in the southern wilderness, many children play there.

It's almost a children's paradise.

The owner's three children have a variety of toys that attract the children around them.

All kinds of wooden toys, as well as many things that are rarely seen in the imperial city.

The owner has three children, two older ones, all of whom are handsome, and the third one has a pair of tiger ears and a fluffy tiger head, which is very cute.

Everyone called him Tiger Head.

"Tiger head, what did your mother cook today?"

In the store next door, there was a voice.

A yellow fat tiger in a cyan shirt walked out of the store.

Wearing men's clothes, that handsome appearance made the big girl who passed by blush and heartbeat.

The current Yellow Fat Tiger is eighteen years old, with a slender body, big smart eyes, and cunning.

Who doesn't know the name of the fat tiger of the Imperial City Academy?

"Fat Tiger is back?"

"Come on, your Uncle Datian caught a big fish, I stewed a pot of soup, and I will wait for you."

Cuicui stuck her head out of the store and said with a smile.

At this time, the sun is setting.

Huang Fat Tiger's eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand to hug the tiger-headed boy, and walked towards the small shop in the South Wilderness.

In the store behind her, Zuo Yuting, who was wearing a blue-gray robe and had a Danshi badge on her chest, also walked out.

On the side of the avenue, Zuo Lin, who was a little older, smiled, packed up the carriage and horses, and walked towards the small table set up by Shao Datian.

After Han Muye and Mu Wan left the Danyuan Pavilion in Guanyue, Shao Datian Cuicui and his family, the three members of the Zuo family, and the Yellow Fat Tiger who came to the imperial city were basically like this, eating around a table.

"Hey, Uncle Datian, this fish is very authentic, it's from Xianyue Lake, right?"

The yellow fat tiger sandwiched a piece of fish, and his eyes narrowed into crescents.

"Now those gods in Xianyue Lake are getting more and more picky, and they are not even allowed to go fishing." The yellow fat tiger muttered as he put the fish in his mouth.

Cuicui smiled on the side and went to feed the tiger head.

Two big ones, they don't need to worry about it.

"There's no way, a lot of people are having a hard time now, and there are a lot of people who go fishing over there." Shao Datian whispered, and then lowered his head to deal with the fish in front of him.

He was wearing a cyan patrol battalion soldier's shirt.

Now he is a small lieutenant in the patrol battalion, mainly responsible for patrolling the surroundings of Xianyue Lake.

This is the errand that Bao Mingcheng helped him find.

Hearing Shao Datian's words, Zuo Lin also sighed.

"I don't know how the Jade Dragon is doing now."

Zuo Yulong became a non-commissioned officer of Confucianism and Taoism three years ago, and went to other states and counties to be a town guard officer.

If in the past, his son could become a jinshi and be a town guard, Zuo Lin was afraid that he would wake up with a smile.

But now in this world, the smoke of the heavens is everywhere, and it is difficult for cultivators everywhere to suppress it, and Confucianism and Taoism are guarded, and they are also powerless.

Zuo Yulong's temperament, Zuo Lin was very worried.

"Don't worry, the jade dragon has been trained in the Danyuan Pavilion." Shao Datian opened his mouth to comfort.

Zuo Lin grinned, took a bite of fish, and said in a low voice: "That's, the young master and the young lady's Danyuan Pavilion, the Danyuan Pavilion's Danshu ......"

Even if Han Muye and Mu Wan are no longer in Danyuan Pavilion, the legend of Danyuan Pavilion has never been broken.

Ahead, a carriage stopped.

The curtain was lifted, and the cloud satin with a calm face poked his head out.

"Fat Tiger, go."

Yellow Fat Tiger turned his head, drank the fish soup in the bowl in one gulp, stood up, straightened his clothes, and strode over.

"It's not that I'm talking about you, you're the prince, do you have to do it yourself to kill people?"

Huang Fat Tiger muttered as he boarded the carriage.

"Come, give me a smile."

"Get out, I'm not in the mood today."

……

The carriage walked away, and Zuo Yuting said worriedly: "Since the Xuanyang Wei Preparatory Command Envoy Trial, the fat tiger has to go out almost every day, and then come back in blood. ”

"I don't know if the righteous daughter who is the shopkeeper is fortunate or unlucky......"

Hearing her words, Shao Datian said loudly: "It is naturally a great luck for Gongzi to let her have the ability to kill. ”

Zuo Lin nodded, raised his head, and was suddenly stunned.

"Childe ......"

Who is walking slowly in the afterglow of the sunset, who is it not Han Muye, the former treasurer of Danyuan Pavilion?

"Fish?"

"Yes, it's been a long time since I've eaten fish from Xianyue Lake."

Han Muye walked to the small wooden table, sat down, and then said with a smile.

"Childe ......"

Shao Datian and Cuicui burst into tears.

Han Muye, who had survived the out-of-body catastrophe, quietly returned.

Danyuan Pavilion is still the original Danyuan Pavilion, but Mu Wan's figure is missing.

Standing in the small courtyard, he was silent for a long time.

In the red dust, there is such a woman with him.

The woman was cautious, with all her might, wanting to walk with him.

Is there a better woman in the world than Mu Wan?

"Childe, Miss, she's been on school for three days now?" Cuicui, who was standing not far away, finally couldn't help but speak.

Han Muye nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Senior sister's temperament, it's okay if you don't have this place of contention." ”

"Yes, Miss is kind-hearted, so don't stay in Tianxuan." Shao Datian said softly: "Tianxuan, it's also chaotic now." ”

Han Muye and Mu Wan's wing room is still there, but the quiet room of alchemy has been changed into her own wing by Huang Zhihu.

According to Huang Zhihu, she doesn't make alchemy, so it's better for her to stay in this quiet room than to live by herself.

"Miss Fat Tiger studied in the Imperial City Academy, and later Xuanyang Wei prepared to command the trial to begin, so she took the position of Gongzi and participated in the trial."

"There are a lot of chaos in Tianxuan, and Miss Fat Tiger often has to go out on tasks."

"The prince of cloud satin has a good relationship with Miss Fat Tiger, it is said that they are in love...... " Zuo Lin whispered in the back about what happened after Han Muye left.

Hit it off?

The corners of Han Muye's mouth twitched.

Walking into his original wing, the furnishings inside are the same as back then.

Sitting on the wooden couch, Han Muye slowly closed his eyes.

Around him, a faint divine soul power flashed, and finally turned into nothingness.

The soul and body are still a little difficult to control.

Stepping directly into the fivefold of the body, whether it is one's own cultivation or physical body, it needs a process of adaptation.

Therefore, he came to the original place of heart refining.

In the backyard of this small Danyuan Pavilion, he felt at peace in his heart.

"Hum—"

Behind Han Muye, the phantom of Kui Niu appeared.

The power of the divine beast has been controlled by more than ninety percent, because the strength of the physical body is too strong, he needs to suppress it with the power of the cow at any time to balance the strength of the physical body.

In the body, the sea of qi, the dantian, and the sword weapon in the divine treasure have been united.

The Yuan Ying Sword Weapon has been turned into the Sword of the Yuan God.

When his primordial sword merges with the strength of his physical body, he will be able to step into a higher level and break through to the realm above the heavenly realm.

A golden long sword swirled around Han Mu's body.

This is his original god.

Someone else's primordial spirit is an incarnation, and he is a sword.

The sword light flashed, and every time it rotated, it was a breath.

The strength of this sword incarnation, Han Muye himself didn't know.

Anyway, when resisting the out-of-body thunder tribulation, the thunder tribulation can't do anything about him.

In the end, the nine thunder dragons were devoured by his primordial gods.

"Bang-"

Outside the wing, there was a bang.

Han Muye chuckled, the primordial spirit returned to its place, and his body moved, falling in the small courtyard.

At this time, it was already the middle of the night, and the yellow fat tiger in a green shirt with a bloodstained face was gloomy, holding a long sword in his hand.

It wasn't until he saw Han Muye that Huang Zhihu was stunned for a while, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"Father-in-law......"

"I can't believe that you're back."

"I thought it was someone ...... again"

Looking at the yellow fat tiger with a vigilant face and blood stained on his body, Han Muye nodded.

Since she was ten years old, this girl has lived alone in Bailu Mountain.

Han Muye could give her the best cultivation in the world, but he couldn't give her enough security.

"Let me see how your swordsmanship is doing." Han Muye said lightly.

"Father-in-law, how can my swordsmanship-" Before Huang Zhihu finished speaking, the sword in his hand had already been handed to Han Muye.

This little guy is much better than her father.

Han Muye sighed in his heart and raised his hand a little.

"When—"

The sword weapon shook, the yellow fat tiger's body did not retreat, and a short sword in his left hand stabbed out.

Quarter Moon, contrarian.

This close-up sword, swift and agile.

"Not bad." Han Muye spoke softly, flicked his fingers, and knocked the short sword away.

"These two swords were taught to you by the third sister and Zhao Youzhi?"

That ruthless sword is Li San's swordsmanship.

In the quarter moon of the contrarian trend, Han Muye passed Zhao Youzhi.

"Brother Lu Yang is presiding over the trial, and the master and uncle, as the supervisor of the trial, are all in Tianxuan."

The Yellow Fat Tiger put away his long and short swords and spoke in a low voice.

Lu Yang presided over the trial?

Also, Lu Yang is the future leader of Xuanyang Wei, and it is also appropriate for him to preside over the trial of the preparatory commander.

Moreover, the current battle is not too fierce, both sides are each having a solid foundation, and Lu Yang is not fighting much outside the boundary.

"Go wash and sleep, I'll accompany you to the Xuanyang Wei camp tomorrow."

Han Muye waved his hand and turned back to his room.

Standing in the small courtyard, Huang Zhihu was silent for a while, with a smile on his face.

"Haha, my Yellow Fat Tiger's backer is back."

"In the future, Lao Tzu will be able to walk sideways in the imperial city......"

kicked open the chamber, and the yellow fat tiger ran in.

……

By the time she got up, it was already three days old.

Huang Fat Tiger, who was full of loose hair and a random robe, walked out of the wing room and saw Han Muye sitting next to the stone table in the small courtyard.

"Father-in-law......" Huang Fat Tiger stuck out his tongue.

"Cuicui told me, you sleep until noon every day, and you often don't come home at night."

Han Muye glanced up and said lightly: "Change into women's clothes." ”

Huang Zhihu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Father-in-law, women's clothes are inconvenient, I never wear them-"

Her words were glared back by Han Muye.

She muttered, turned and went into the chamber, and it was not until a quarter of an hour later that she slowly walked out in a pale yellow dress.

"Let Cuicui comb your hair." Han Muye glanced at it and spoke.

Huang Zhihu touched the casually knotted bun, and with an "oh" sound, he left the small courtyard and went to the next door.

"Hey, this little girl has grown up like this, will the sixth brother blame me?" In the small courtyard, Han Muye whispered.

When Huang Zhihu wore women's clothes to the small shop in the Southern Wilderness, the three of them were stunned.

"What are you looking at?"

The yellow fat tiger glared and made the three little ones take a step back.

She suddenly remembered something, bent down, and reached out to pinch the tiger's ear: "Tiger head, sister, is it beautiful?" ”

Tiger Head nodded.

"Haha, Aunt Cui, add an egg to the tiger head, count it in mine." Huang Zhihu smiled and ran into the small shop to find Cuicui.

By the time she came out, her hair had been tied up and in a beautiful bun.

"Our fat tiger's figure is originally a rare handsomeness in the imperial city, so we have to wear men's clothes."

"Look, the guy who eats steamed buns over there, the buns are all stuffed with their noses." Cuicui walked out with the slightly twisted yellow fat tiger and laughed.

Huangfat Tiger's rare face flushed, and he pulled Cuicui's sleeve: "Aunt Cui, I want to eat braised beef noodles, and I want to have a drawer of three fresh buns." ”

As soon as Cuicui nodded to answer, Han Muye's voice sounded: "What to eat, there is no need for cultivators to waste these foods." ”

"The desire of the tongue will be quit in the future."

Warn?

Huang Fat Tiger's face collapsed suddenly.

"Let's go, go to the Xuanyang Wei camp." Han Muye spoke up again.

Huang Zhihu looked at his clothes: "I, I'm going like this?" ”

Han Muye nodded, turned around and walked towards the frame that Zuo Lin had prepared.

"It's miserable, the reputation of my Imperial City Sword Tiger is going to be ruined......" Huang Zhihu stretched out his hand to cover his face and paced slowly.

"This young lady—" A voice rang out.

"Get out." The yellow fat tiger snorted coldly, rushed into the carriage in a few steps, and the carriage drove away.

"I stepped on someone else's foot, and I was so arrogant......" On the side of the avenue, someone whispered blankly.

……

The carriage moved forward, and the Yuyuan Street that Han Muye saw was still prosperous, but it was a little more hurried.

More people, with swords on their bodies, and resolute faces.

There are also many people who are a little more confused.

Although the Imperial City is still the Imperial City, the chaos everywhere has made the Imperial City have some influence.

The general trend is such that there is no way to be spared.

In the carriage, the yellow fat tiger sitting upright whispered the current situation of the imperial city and Tianxuan.

Most of the Confucian and Taoist monks in the imperial city are outside the realm, and almost all of the people Han Muye is familiar with are not in the imperial city, except for Mr. Qingteng who teaches on the Yongding River.

Now the main teaching and training of the Imperial City Academy are all those grandmaster realms, and there are few great grandmasters.

The great grandmaster powerhouse is basically not outside the realm, and he is suppressing it everywhere.

The vast majority of the powerhouses in Xuanyang Wei are also outside the realm, on the one hand, they are dealing with the attack of the fairy world, and on the other hand, they are sharpening their own cultivation.

"Father-in-law, I discussed with the prince of Yunsatin and prepared to go to Beijing."

Yellow Fat Tiger raised his head and said in a low voice.

Out of Beijing?

These two guys are not small, and they want to go out of Beijing.

Outside the imperial city, there are more forces that dare to intercept and kill the royal family.

The suppression force of Confucianism and Taoism is not enough, Xuanyangwei is conscripting everywhere, and Huang Zhihu and her reserve commanders are currently only on missions around the imperial city.

Yellow Fat Tiger and Yun Satin are bold and will often go out of the city and walk along the Yongding River.

According to Huang Zhihu, many cultivators who violate the law and discipline and disturb the order of the Heavenly Xuan should be killed.

Last night, Yun Satin was looking for the Yellow Fat Tiger because the tribute of a county was looted.

Han Muye sat in the carriage, squinted his eyes, and nodded, "Let's talk about it." ”

When he returned to Tianxuan, he also had the idea of stabilizing Tianxuan.

However, unlike Huang Fat Tiger's petty fight, if he wants to make a move, he will naturally sweep the world.

As the carriage moved forward, the pedestrians around them were dressed in black robes.

Xuanyangwei.

Dressed in darkness, his heart is bright.

Ahead, is the Xuanyang Wei camp.

All the reserve commanders are assigned here, and they are also trained in systematic teaching.

"It's the frame of the Sword Tiger."

Seeing Zuo Lin coming in a car, someone shouted.

Everyone was busy and got out of the way.

Han Muye turned his head to look at the Yellow Fat Tiger.

"That, I, I am, that's it, swordsmanship is better......" Huang Zhihu intertwined his fingers and lowered his head.

The carriage stopped three miles outside the camp, and Han Muye stepped down from the car.

The people around were stunned when they saw Han Muye getting out of the car.

Isn't this frame the Imperial City Sword Tiger Yellow Fat Tiger?

The next moment, the yellow fat tiger, who was wearing a yellow dress and a lady's bun, lowered his head and got out of the car.

The casual raising of his eyes made the Xuanyang guards around him straighten their eyes.

Huang Zhihu glared fiercely, wanting to stride after his father-in-law, but he was wrapped in his skirt, so he could only catch up with broken steps.

"That's, Sword Tiger?"

A young man in a black robe looked dazed and reached out to cover the side of his face.

"I knew that I would have been slapped more ......"

"Imperial City Sword Tiger, is it such a beauty?" Someone's eyes lit up, and he touched his shoulder, which was still a little painful, and it didn't hurt anymore.

Han Muye was stopped in front of the camp.

Several Xuanyang guards in black armor had solemn expressions and vigilance in their eyes.

"Xuanyang Wei camp, idle people, etc., are not allowed to enter!"