Driven by less than a hundred years, he got the opportunity to achieve Dao Ancestor!

What do all the strong people who come to the land of contention ask for?

Isn't it just a chance!

It is not much more difficult to do than to take refuge in one party's forces.

What's more, Buddhist cultivators are more sacrificial, and Han Muye proposed a bargaining chip to send the bowl immortal treasure back to the Changyuan Buddha Sect after the Dao dispute, and it was really difficult for Shi Ming to refuse.

"Tianxuan Han Xiang, it's really great wisdom......" In the void, there is a Taoist ancestor who sighs.

"Not only wisdom, a fairy treasure is a bargaining chip, this kind of courage, I'm afraid even if I am a Dao ancestor, I can't bear it."

From the kid at the beginning to the current Han Xiang, from the excitement at the beginning to the current emotional admiration, Han Muye has the qualifications to be valued in front of all the Taoist ancestors.

"Hum—"

The bowl above Han Muye's head shook, and the light of the Buddha on it escaped, covering thousands of miles.

Buddha into the Spirit!

Immortal treasure is formed!

The endless Buddha patterns on the purple-gold bowl were intertwined with the heavenly thunder, from the original size of a hundred miles, to the size of a palm.

The purple bowl fell into Han Muye's hand, and it was full of golden light.

Han Muye held the bowl in his hand and strode forward.

Ahead, the five Immortal World Saints looked at each other and retreated unconsciously.

As soon as the saint retreated, the Heavenly Realm did not dare to stay in its place.

Lu Yang waved his hand, and the Tianxuan Army Formation followed behind Han Muye and walked quickly.

The reckless relics also moved, slowly drifting in the direction of Tianxuan.

No one dared to stop Han Muye, who was holding a bowl in his hand.

Don't talk about saints, even Dao ancestors, don't dare.

The immortal treasure is formed, and the power of it is unknown, and whoever dares to step forward will inevitably be hit by a thunderbolt.

The more powerful and powerful the person, the more he spares his life.

Even if you don't die, if you are injured, it will take a lot of money to recover.

Participating in the Taoist contest is for chance, not for losing money.

Besides, isn't there still decades left in this dispute, so why bother stumbling now?

At this moment, everyone on the side of the fairy world retreated.

Han Muye led the Heavenly Realm and the army behind him to directly break through the encirclement and fly out of the wilderness.

Seeing that Han Muye and the others were leaving, a fairy spirit saint wearing black armor gritted his teeth and shouted: "Kill-"

He spoke out in the fairy world, and if he didn't make a move today, it would be difficult to explain after he went back.

Besides, how can you be willing to let Han Muye and them go like this?

"Boom-"

The army formations were encircled again, and they wanted to surround the reckless land.

Dividing and encircling in this way is more dangerous than the entire Tianxuan army before.

Divided and attacked, the Taixuan army could not exert enough combat power, and it could be destroyed in one battle.

The only change now is Han Muye.

Turning his head, the bowl in Han Muye's hand flew up.

Xianbao.

The bowl rotated and turned into a thousand miles of spiritual light, directly covering the army of millions of immortals who were blocking in front of the reckless relics.

One shines.

By the time all the aura had dissipated, the army of millions of fairies had already disappeared.

Engulf!

The power of this bowl is devouring!

Unslain pillars of aura appeared, and the power of this treasure was to devour the enemy and then turn into its own power.

The greater the power stored in these treasures, the greater the combat power.

The five saints in the fairy world glanced at each other, and their faces were solemn.

"Shoot." The black-armored man raised the long knife in his hand and flew up.

The other four figures also moved.

The Immortal Treasure Bowl devoured a million army, and it definitely took some time to refine.

Taking advantage of this time to make a move, not only may you win the battle, but you are more likely to snatch the immortal treasure over.

If an immortal treasure is in the hands of a saint, its combat power is that the Dao Ancestor will also retreat.

Kill, Loot!

At this moment, even those Dao Ancestors who witnessed the Dao Controversy were moved.

If this immortal treasure can be mastered, it will be invincible at the same level.

"Han Xiang, you go first." Lu Yang let out a low shout, flew up, and stood in front of Han Muye.

His combat power has reached the realm of transforming into gods, and in the land of contention, turning into gods is already at its peak.

Not only Lu Yang, but also Gongsun Shu and Dongfang Shu and others also flew in.

In any case, Han Muye can't die.

Looking at Lu Yang and them, Han Muye's face remained unchanged.

"When does I need you to save him?"

Speaking lightly, Han Muye raised his hand to put away the bowl.

The immortal treasure is only successful, and there is no time to even warm it, and the storage power depends on the interpretation of the instrument spirit.

As outsiders think, refining an army of millions takes time.

This treasure cannot be used for the time being.

However, when the million-strong army is refined, the power in it will be terrifying.

"After all, the true appearance is still a sword cultivator." Han Muye had a smile on his face.

As soon as his figure moved, he had already appeared on the Wild Relic.

In his hand, a star spirit bead appeared.

"Seniors, it's been a long time."

"The crane is innocent, and he hasn't woken up yet!"

The spirit bead fell, and the stored power in it directly turned into a torrent.

At this moment, the vast power that exudes from the reckless relics makes people's hearts palpitate.

"Boom-"

A mountain shattered, and a bull stepped out.

"Boom-"

A great river is tumbling, and a crocodile is roaring.

"Boom-"

A golden giant tiger slowly rose from under the desert.

……

The power in the Star Spirit Bead awakened a reckless beast that had been sleeping back then.

These divine beasts and beasts that had exhausted all their strength to carry the reckless relics back then all looked up at the front.

"Overlord."

Han Muye has the power of hegemony.

"Haha, Ba, you're still alive."

"We are all alive."

The vast power turned into a demonic light that shrouded millions of miles.

This is the power of the Reckless Divine Beast, which has surpassed the limits of this world.

At the moment when these alien beasts and divine beasts woke up, the Heavenly Dao power of the Reckless Relic Land condensed and turned into the phantom of the black tiger.

The black tiger looked at Han Muye, his eyes full of excitement.

The Heavenly Dao of the Reckless Relic Land was born by Han Muye.

Facing Han Muye, this Heavenly Dao has an infinite longing.

If it weren't for Han Muye's birth of this Heavenly Dao, how could the Reckless Relic Land return to Tianxuan?

Han Muye raised his hand and stroked it lightly in the void, as if he was caressing the top of the black tiger's head.

"Let's go, go home."

Turning around, Han Muye strode out.

He didn't even glance at the Immortal World Saint who was frozen in mid-air.

The demonic light intertwined above the reckless relics was so strong that heaven and earth could not suppress it.

It was the Dao Ancestors who witnessed the Dao Controversy that they had to suppress the heavens and the earth with all their might, and they had no time to pay attention to this place, not to mention that they were just a few small saints?

The army of 30 million retreated, and the saints and the heavenly realm retreated.

Countless powerhouses from the Immortal Spirit World watched as Han Muye led the Reckless Relic Land in the direction of Tianxuan.

Who would dare to stop it?

Sage?

Dao Ancestor?

Or, Tianzun?

With so many reckless divine beasts, no one could stop them.

Back then, when he attacked the wilderness, it was several Tianzun who shot together.

"This son, Han Xiang, amazing......" finally suppressed the surging and shattering power of heaven and earth, and Dao Ancestor whispered.

"It turns out that his back hand has been here from beginning to end." Someone sighed.

Whether it is gathering the Heavenly Realm or rampaging the Immortal World, it is not the goal.

Han Muye's ultimate goal is to bring the reckless wasteland back to Tianxuan.

If he doesn't come, just relying on Lu Yang and the army under his command, he won't be able to go back for another hundred years.

"Since there are so many followers in the Wasteland, why didn't he come directly?" Someone was puzzled.

"Yes, this Dao Ancestor has seen a lot of old acquaintances, but back then, he had a lot of dealings." Someone responded.

"Is it to subdue those ten thousand heavenly realms? It's just a heavenly realm, not so much......"

……

No one knows what Han Muye went to great lengths for.

Everyone can only see that from the beginning to the present, Han Muye has traveled through Tianxuan, gone to the fairy world to loot, refined an immortal treasure, and then led the reckless wasteland and tens of millions of troops back.

It seems that everything is in his calculations.

The army did not stop until it was a million miles, and when it entered the land of Tianxuan, countless Tianxuan army arrays formed a line.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a purple-gold bowl appeared in the sky.

The bowl turned into a thousand miles of spiritual light, drifting uncertainly.

"Han Xiang, don't you bring this treasure back to Tianxuan?" Seeing that Han Muye left the Immortal Treasure Bowl here, Gongsun Shu asked in a low voice.

Han Muye nodded: "This immortal treasure is far from reaching the stage of formation, and it will take at least decades of refining. ”

"And this treasure needs a lot of power infusion, staying here, you can continue to devour the powerhouses of the fairy world."

How could an immortal treasure be refined in a few days.

Han Muye had only used the power of Shi Ming to exert less than one percent of the immortal treasure's combat power to deter the other party.

Anyway, no one knows how strong the fairy treasure is.

"Mountain Chief, this treasure is placed here, aren't you afraid of being seized by the powerhouses of the fairy world?" Dongfang Shu asked with some confusion.

This is a fairy treasure!

Hearing his words, Han Muye chuckled and said, "This treasure has Master Shi Ming as the instrument spirit, and how to act is the master himself." ”

The magic weapons in Han Muye's hands, the Great Rock Dao people and Zhao Yunlong all have their own spiritual wisdom, and they don't need him to act at all.

With such a heavy treasure, how can it be controlled by others?

It can only be said that if someone makes an envoy, the power of the immortal treasure can be stronger.

Now that Han Muye has placed this treasure here, it can be used as a large army.

The power of this treasure can block the joint efforts of several saints.

When the million-strong army is refined, the power of the immortal treasure is truly revealed.

"Senior brother, this is the Ten Thousand Demon Order." With two swords on his back, Xiang Lingshuang, who was tall and strong, strode over, holding the Ten Thousand Demon Order in both hands, and bowed towards Han Muye.

Han Muye took the Ten Thousand Demon Order and raised his hand to pat Xiang Lingshuang's arm.

"Boy, grow up."

At this time, Xiang Lingshuang was no longer the elephant boy who didn't even dare to kill people back then, but a great monk who was decisive in killing and strong in battle.

He led the reckless relics back to Tianxuan, and all kinds of dangers were borne along the way.

At this time, Han Muye's sentence grew up, and Xiang Lingshuang's eyes turned red.

This appearance made Han Muye laugh.

"Uncle, why didn't you wipe out those immortal armies in a battle before?" Lu Yang looked at the demonic beasts and alien beasts on the reckless ruins and spoke in a low voice.

With the help of the power of these divine beasts, it is completely possible to wipe out tens of millions of immortal spirit armies in a single battle, and even kill their saint powerhouses.

In this way, the Taoist dispute is almost over.

Lu Yang's words made everyone else nod.

Han Muye smiled but did not speak.

Qian Yiming, who was standing on the side, flashed a gleam in his eyes, glanced at Han Muye, and then looked at the reckless relics.

"Han Xiang, those ancient divine beasts that have just woken up, I'm afraid they don't have any combat power, right?"

There is no combat power.

His words made everyone stunned.

Those demonic beasts that soared thousands of miles and covered the sky had no combat power?

"Not bad." Han Muye nodded and chuckled, "If these seniors are restored to their true strength, they don't mind sweeping away the fairy world in a battle. ”

The Great Demon Beasts in the Reckless Relic Land actually didn't recover their strength!

Everything before was just a bluff!

Therefore, Han Muye did not fight, but directly led the reckless relics back to Tianxuan.

When this news came out, those powerhouses in the fairy world were dumbfounded.

Those Dao Ancestors who witnessed the Dao dispute were also speechless for a while.

No one could have imagined that in the end, Han Muye's bluff and swagger led the reckless relics back to Tianxuan.

"Boom-"

A roar was heard in the void.

Countless immortal armies began to frantically attack the Tianxuan Front.

Han Muye's face remained unchanged, and he turned around and led the reckless ruin land towards the Tianxuan World.

The Tianxuan World has established a defense line outside the realm for so many years, if it is so easy to break through, Wen Mosheng is not qualified to sit in the position of Wen Xiang for ten thousand years.

Storm the Tianxuan defense line, and the fairy world will take ten times the life to fill it!

In front of the Tianxuan World, Han Muye stood silently.

Behind him, one Heavenly Realm Great Cultivator was silent.

I didn't take a closer look when I left Tianxuan before, but when I looked at it again, the Tianxuan world was verdant and prosperous.

Go to the fairy world, break through several worlds, and look at it at this time, it is still the Tianxuan world that is your root, and it is the place where you really feel kind.

"Is it worth it for countless people's lives to protect this bright star?"

Han Muye whispered in his mouth.

No one answered.

At this moment, there is no need for an answer.

The answer is in the heart.

The Ten Thousand Heavenly Realm powerhouses behind Han Muye wanted to return to Tianxuan the most at this time.

Go home.

No matter how good the fairy is, it is not its own home.

Guarding Tianxuan, no regrets in life and death.

In Han Muye's hand, a golden seal condensed.

In his other hand, the Ten Thousand Demon Order appeared.

The fragments of the Demon Gathering Bell, the seal that controls the authority of Tianxuan, and the two items appear at the same time, causing the halo of heavenly dome outside of Tianxuan to surge.

"Boom-"

The reckless relics wrapped in spiritual light crashed into the heavens.

With the guidance of Han Muye's several seals and ten thousand demon orders, there was no obstacle to the reckless land crashing into Tianxuan.

"Xiang Lingshuang, you lead all the seniors to the Southern Wilderness to cultivate."

"In the land of contention, you still need the help of your predecessors in the future."

Han Muye looked at Xiang Lingshuang and spoke loudly.

Xiang Lingshuang bowed, turned around and flew down to the reckless relics.

He couldn't wait to turn back to the Southern Wilderness, to see his own clan, to see the clan elders.

Those divine beasts and beasts on the reckless relics all looked at Han Muye, nodded, and then flew to the Southern Wilderness with the entire land.

It's a wilderness.

This world has the special power of a reckless land.

The reckless relict land enters the heavens and combines with the Southern Wilderness, and the Southern Wilderness Demon Clan will definitely be extremely strong in the future.

It's just that there are so many divine beasts, and to restore their strength, they need too much power.

Han Muye had a headache.

He can't provide for it himself, can he?

Then he will go bankrupt.

"Let's go, go home."

Not thinking about how to restore the strength of those divine beasts, Han Muye raised his hand and waved, leading the 10,000 Heavenly Realms behind him back to Tianxuan.

As soon as they entered the heavens, endless spiritual light enveloped the bodies of all of them.

At this moment, a golden pillar of light appeared on everyone's body.

At this time, who is not a die-hard person who supports Tianxuan?

Everyone who followed Han Muye out of Tianxuan showed excitement in their eyes.

Come home rich or famous.

As long as they bring back the huge amount of wealth on their bodies, they can make themselves and the power behind them swell.

Decade.

As long as it takes ten years, his own sect family can rise.

In ten years, everyone has the confidence to improve their self-cultivation to unimaginable levels.

When wealth is gathered to the extreme, many things will come naturally.

A lot of times, having money really does whatever it wants.

"Welcome back to Han Xiang—"

In the void, the voice of cloud satin sounded.

Outside the imperial city, one by one cultivators bowed.

The sky is golden.

Yun Satin didn't know what method Han Muye had used to make all the Tianxuan Heavenly Realms become staunch Tianxuan supporters.

But she wasn't prepared to dig deeper.

She can't see through the ability of her own Han Xiang.

Now she just wants to go to Xianzhou to see her sister, and then, another dance.

Han Muye's figure fell outside the imperial city, in the sky and on the ground, bowing down.

He turned his head and looked at the Heavenly Realm cultivator behind him.

"Everyone, practice hard, and you may be able to come out of the heavens again when you are in your true form."

After speaking, Han Muye didn't wait for a response, and strode directly into the imperial city.

Out of the sky again!

All the Heavenly Realm cultivators had a smile on their faces.

With such a heavenly looting, they wish they would come ten times or a hundred times in the future!

"Haha, Su Sheng Daoyou, you can come to my Daming Mountain as a guest if you have time."

"Brother Wang Yuan, remember to come to Jianling Lake, and this sect master will treat you on the couch."

One by one, the heavens greeted each other, and then flew away.

Fighting side by side, whether it is Confucianism or Spiritualism, Taoism, or military generals, they are all comrades.

The most ironclad thing in the world is nothing more than a piece of wandering in the world.

There are reckless desolate beasts in the Southern Wilderness, and the Imperial City Heavenly Realm has returned.

With the news that came, endless wealth gathered in Tianxuan.

One month after Han Muye returned to Tianxuan, the aura concentration of the entire Tianxuan increased tenfold.

Looting so many treasures from the Star World and bringing them back to Tianxuan will naturally make Tianxuan's aura rise, not to mention that the power in the Reckless Relic Land is even stronger.

Han Muye was in retreat in the imperial city and did not leave the customs until a month later.

The first thing he did when he left the customs was to directly enter the Imperial City Academy, gather the academy teachers and students, and select 3,000 Confucian and Taoist scholars to form a senator to deal with state affairs.

According to what he said, there are too many things big and small in Tianxuan, and in addition to local government affairs, there are also tens of millions of troops outside the realm who need to deal with logistics.

The three thousand senators are only temporary, he needs to recruit from all the forces of Tianxuan, as well as the army outside the realm, to gather 10,000 people.

In the future, all matters in Tianxuan will be handled by these 10,000 senators, each performing its own duties, and the new emperor will decide on major events.

As for himself, he has to practice.

When the road is fighting, the strength is the first, if you don't have enough strength, you can't win the road battle, everything is nonsense.

This is Han Muye standing on the main hall of the imperial city, refuting the words of those military generals and ministers.

With the senator handling government affairs, the Manchu Dynasty was deprived of the authority of the civil and military, and it was natural that he would be dissatisfied.

But Han Muye didn't care.

However, the Tianxuan Imperial Family strongly supported Han Muye's decision.

After all, Han Muye is still in power with the new emperor.

In one year, the weather in the Tianxuan Imperial City has changed greatly.

The senators composed of the students of the Imperial City Academy, the generals who returned from the front line, and the representatives sent by various forces dealt with the affairs of Tianxuan in an orderly manner.

The first three or two months were a bit chaotic.

Many times, even Yun Satin couldn't make a decision, so he had to consult Han Muye.

Han Muye's judgment on these things is that since he can't make a decision, it depends on whether the two sides are selfish.

Those who have selfish intentions will be directly expelled from Tianxuan and go to the front line to be soldiers.

If there is no selfishness, then it depends on which party's proposal has a greater effect on Tianxuan's victory in the Dao dispute.

If you can't win the battle, everything is nonsense.

After March, after the exile of three hundred senators, Han Muye did not need to interfere in the affairs of the imperial city.

In addition to retreating and practicing, he went back to Danyuan Pavilion and sat behind the counter in a daze.

"Father-in-law, don't come to Danyuan Pavilion in the future, if you mix here again, our Danyuan Pavilion will go bankrupt." The yellow fat tiger in the yellow dress looked at Han Muye and complained.

"Look at Yuting's elixir, it hasn't been sold for a long time."

"You are the Minister of State, you are sitting here, who dares to come and buy pills?" The yellow fat tiger muttered angrily.

Zuo Yuting, who was standing at the door, pulled a smile on her face.

Outside the door, there wasn't a single grasshopper.

"Do you think I pressed your fat tiger in Danyuan Pavilion and couldn't go outside?" Han Muye raised his head and spoke lightly.

"Don't make trouble, your little brother will be back in a few days."

"He's here with a gift from the sixth brother."

Hearing the gift, Huang Fat Tiger showed a hint of anticipation on his face.

Han Muye kept saying that her father would send someone back, but he didn't know if it was true or not.

My own father turned into a demon and left Tianxuan, can he really come back?

At the door of Danyuan Pavilion, a hairy boy climbed into the threshold.

Huang Zhihu reached out and hugged him: "Xiao Wu, you came by yourself?" ”

The little guy with the tiger's head whined a few times, and a voice came from behind: "Sister, I'm Xiao Wu, and he is Xiao Liu." ”

At the side of the threshold, the same tiger head, that is, the little boy who grew a little between his eyebrows and eyes raised his head.

Huang Zhihu nodded and muttered, "I can really give birth to ......."

Han Muye looked outside with a smile, the Nanhuang snack bar next door was doing brisk business now, and Shao Datian and Cuicui had already given birth to a litter of little guys.

If Senior Sister Mu Wan was still in Danyuan Pavilion, would she have children?

Looking at the yellow fat tiger in front of him, Han Muye's eyes smiled even more.

This little girl is big in a blink of an eye, and she can explain to the sixth brother.

"Han Xiang, the sixth sister-in-law of Jinyang City in Western Xinjiang has arrived in the imperial city." At the door, Qian Yiming's voice sounded.

Han Muye stood up, and Huang Zhihu threw the kid he was holding in his hand and ran out.

"Fat Tiger, the sixth sister-in-law was followed by Princess Yunjin, and she has already entered the palace to see the emperor." Qian Yiming shouted in the back.

The yellow fat tiger let out an "oh" and turned to run towards the palace.

Han Muye stood at the door, his eyes falling on the avenue.

On the avenue, a figure wearing a green robe and carrying a long sword came slowly.

Qian Yiming was shocked, and wanted to step forward to stop it, but he felt that he couldn't stop it at all.

"Imperial City, I'm back after all."

"Red Dust, ......"

Gao Xiaoxuan carried the sword on his back, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

"Where do you get so much emotion?" Han Muye's eyes widened, and he looked at it and said, "Demonic suppression? ”

Gao Xiaoxuan grinned: "It's almost, just wait for your elixir, senior brother." ”