Above the main hall of the Heaven Refining Sect, everyone was silent. broker

It was the sect leader Duan Tianfeng, who had a somewhat complicated expression at this time.

What he imagined that the path designed for Han Muye should be to practice in the Heaven Refining Sect, and the art of refining weapons continued to surpass that of his predecessors, making one elite after another bow down.

Han Muye should have become a rising star in the refining world with the momentum of overpowering everything.

Therefore, Han Muye was in retreat and studying on Jiuxuan Peak, and he was not in a hurry at all.

It's the urging of outsiders, and he doesn't care how he says it.

He believes that the talent shown by Han Muye will definitely be able to accumulate steadily.

Looking at it now, Han Muye really didn't disappoint him. broker

It's just that this means of showing his strength and talent is really a bit weird.

"Where did he go?" Someone whispered in the hall.

In the light curtain, Han Muye, who had left the Crane Feather Sword Sect, quickly flew away in one direction.

"Over there, it seems to be the direction of the mountain gate of the Yunming Sword Gate?"

"He, he's going to do this sword-sharpening thing to the end?"

In the main hall, the two Heaven Refining Sect elders had a somewhat gloomy expression on their faces.

Cultivating the way of refining weapons does not mean that there cannot be such means of sharpening the sword. broker

It's just that for the refiner, the refining is more noble than such auxiliary means.

For a long time, it has always been necessary for refiners to come to the door with spiritual materials and entrust refiners to refine weapons at a high price.

Whether it's refining the Heavenly Sect or forging the Heavenly Gate, it's all like this.

Shouldn't you be a refiner, to save face?

How can I take the initiative to find the door?

"Han Muye of the Heaven Refining Sect, come to visit the Yunming Sword Gate."

Between the rolling mountains, there is a sword light rushing into the sky. broker

On top of that mountain ridge are tall palaces.

"Heaven Refining Sect disciple?"

"Han Muye? Where do you seem to have heard this name?"

Outside the tall mountain gate, two young men with long swords on their backs looked at Han Muye, with a hint of doubt on their faces.

"Han Muye? But that one who has been studying in the Heaven Refining Sect for thirty years, claiming that as long as he goes out of the mountain, he can become the strongest junior genius in the world?"

A young man in a green robe with a long sword on his back flew down and looked at Han Muye, his face full of curiosity.

"Han Daoyou, you came to my Yunming Sword Gate to recruit people who protect the Dao?" broker

The Protector of the Way.

The refiner's combat power is relatively weak, so most of them will recruit strong protectors to follow.

Sword cultivation, because of its temperament and combat power, has always been the most favorite protector recruited by refiners.

Hearing this young man's words, Han Muye shook his head.

Not recruiting apotheos?

The young man's gaze fell on the scabbard that Han Muye was carrying.

It's ugly. broker

Ugly?

His heart moved.

Isn't it strange for a junior elite who can be pinned on by the Heaven Refining Sect to carry such an ugly scabbard on his back?

For the disciples of the Heaven Refining Sect, it is not difficult to refine this sword scabbard into a fine one, right?

"I've heard that there are many masters of refining who will send the treasures they have refined to someone destined for foster care."

The young man looked at Han Muye, and his eyes burst with brilliance: "In the Xiayun Ming Sword Gate, I wish the void source, and I am willing to foster treasures for my fellow Daoists."

The treasures that can be fostered are the best in the world. broker

If Zhu Xuyuan can get such a treasure, even if it will cost him a lot, it will be worth it.

Hearing Zhu Xuyuan's words, the two disciples on duty at the mountain gate of the sect all had complicated expressions on their faces.

Why didn't you think of this layer?

"No, I'm not trying to foster the treasure." Han Muye shook his head again.

Zhu Xuyuan frowned slightly, and looked at Han Muye: "That fellow Daoist is going to refine the weapon?"

"Zhu is missing a sword weapon."

Han Muye glanced at him and swept his gaze

He passed the long sword behind his back, then shook his head, "You don't need to refine a sword weapon yet." broker

These words made Zhu Xuyuan stunned.

Whether I need to refine the sword or not, shouldn't it be up to me?

Besides, didn't I say that I was short of sword weapons to give you face and give you the opportunity to refine weapons?

"I want to refine a sword weapon and be prepared, after all, I'm also about to break through the bottleneck of cultivation......" Zhu Xuyuan felt that this Han Muye should be stupid to study on Jiuxuan Peak.

He wanted to make it a little clearer.

"There's no need, it's too early for your cultivation to improve."

"The foundation is not stable, and the practice of kendo is still a lot worse." broker

Han Muye's voice sounded.

Zhu Xuyuan's complexion sank.

Is there such a person who says to his face that a sword cultivator can't have a foundation?

Isn't that the same thing as saying to a man that he can't do it?

"Han Muye, I respect you as the Heavenly Refining Sect-" Before Zhu Xuyuan finished speaking, Han Muye suddenly stepped out.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the sword behind Zhu Xuyuan suddenly flew out and landed in his hand.

"Seven layers of quenching, five fire calcination, nine spirit refining tools, this sword, you really don't deserve it." broker

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and the long sword was inserted into the scabbard behind his back.

Sword, taken away?

A sword cultivator's sword was taken away?

Zhu Xuyuan's face was full of confusion.

Not only him, but the two disciples on duty on the side were also confused.

Those refining powerhouses who were far away in the main hall of the Heaven Refining Sect also showed curiosity on their faces.

"This method of seizing the sword is somewhat interesting." broker

"This hand is simple, even those sword cultivators, it's nothing more than that."

The refiners in front of the light curtain were all smiling.

Anyway, Han Muye was a person from the Heaven Refining Sect.

Isn't it fun for a disciple of the Heaven Refining Sect to be able to grab a sword cultivator's sword with his own strength?

These accomplished refiners only find it interesting.

"Give me back my sword!" Zhu Xuyuan, who was in the light curtain, finally came back to his senses, shouted violently, and stretched out his hand to grab Han Muye.

But before his palm was extended, a long sword had already been "hastiled" out of its sheath and stabbed directly at him. broker

The sword was so fast that before he could withdraw his palm, a sword had pierced through his body.

The long sword, passing through his heart.

A sword pierces the heart!

"Can you feel your sword?" Han Muye slowly let go of his hand and spoke softly.

If the heart is pierced, you will die.

Zhu Xuyuan stretched out his hand to hold the sword, and his gaze slowly fell on the long sword inserted in his chest.

He didn't know how many times he had practiced this sword and how many times he had wiped it. broker

I've never looked at it so seriously.

His eyes were fixed on the sword, and for the first time, he felt a trace of emotion coming from the blade of the sword.

"You, you killed my Yunming Sword Sect Senior Brother!"

"Look for death!"

The two disciples on duty turned pale, and suddenly drew their swords and stabbed at Han Muye.

But before the sword in their hand could be pierced, it was swept away by a sword light.

Several figures flew down, and one of them, a middle-aged man in a black robe, swept his gaze over Han Muye, and then looked at Zhu Xuyuan. broker

"Void Source, believe in your sword."

"Hear the sound of your sword."

"The sword of the sword cultivator is your own life, and you give him your life."

Middle-aged low drink.

Everyone else was also staring at Zhu Xuyuan in front of them.

At this time, on Zhu Xuyuan's body, there was a suppressed sword light slowly rising.

That sword light seemed to have the power to directly scorch and shatter the heavens and the earth. broker

"Boom—"

A pillar of light rose into the sky.

Sword light!

"The unity of human swords, the way of the sword, it is done!"

The middle-aged man in the black robe watched

This sword light, with surprise on his face, shouted loudly.

It's done.

The sword was in harmony with the person, and it was originally just an ordinary sword light, but at this time, it had condensed into a sword light. broker

With just one slash, this sword slashed the heavens and the earth.

Then, with a flash of sword light, it flew down and landed in front of Han Muye, turning into the figure of Zhu Xuyuan.

The sword in his heart was already in his hand.

"I am the sword, the sword is me, between this reincarnation, I have forgotten my original intention......" Zhu Xuyuan looked at the sword in his hand, with a sigh on his face, and whispered softly.

"Yunming Sword Sect Hu Shiyue pays a visit to the Ancestor."

"Yunming Sword Sect Zhang Cheng pays a visit to the ancestor."

One by one, the powerhouses of the Yunming Sword Sect bowed down. broker

Ancestor.

Shizu.

"Zhu Xuyuan, Zhu Xuyuan, he is the Yunming Sword Sect Zhu Zhentian!"

"Back then, he turned his own sword, and the True Heavenly Sword enshrined in the Yunming Sword Gate was transformed by him."

"He's alive!"

In the main hall of the Heaven Refining Sect, one refiner after another stood up.

Even Duan Tianfeng also had a different color on his face, looking at the picture in the light curtain. broker

"Zhu Zhentian, known as one of the top ten sword ancestors in the world."

"Such a strong person, even if his soul is lost, his kendo cultivation is extremely strong, Han Muye can actually snatch his sword......

In the light curtain, Zhu Zhentian bowed to Han Muye.

"Brother Han, I wish you to be a protector for ten years."

Decade.

For a strong person like Zhu Zhentian, ten years is already enough.

This sentence was the envious shaking of the heads of those powerhouses of the Heaven Refining Sect. broker

Who would have thought that Han Muye would have such an opportunity?

"Did he really see something, you say?"

"Also, does he really have such a deep understanding of kendo?"

No one can answer these questions.

Everyone watched as Han Muye walked into the mountain gate of the Yunming Sword Gate.

After staying at Yunming Sword Gate for five days, Han Muye quietly left.

Behind him was Zhu Xuyuan. broker

It can't be the ancestor of the Yunming Sword Sect Zhu Zhentian, it can only be the elite of the Yunming Sword Sect Zhu Xuyuan.

Yunming Sword Gate also wants to save face.

This time, the expressions of those refiners in the main hall of the Heaven Refining Sect were already different.

They naturally saw that Han Muye was now a kind of cultivation.

Although this kind of practice is different from the path they have taken before, maybe this is another kind of cultivation path?

They looked at the picture in the light curtain more carefully.

Two days later, Han Muye was stopped in the wasteland by a middle-aged sword cultivator in a green robe. broker

"Master Han, under Zhao Zheming, is a sword cultivator."

As he spoke, he threw the long sword in his hand and flew down in front of Han Muye.

"I have a close relationship with a disciple of the Crane Feather Sword Sect, and it was he who told me that as long as I find you and hand over the sword to you, I will get unimaginable opportunities."

Send a sword.

Han Muye chuckled, raised his hand, and held the hilt of the sword.

"The sword forged by the method of three stacks of green steel, the sword body is three feet eight inches, and it weighs five catties and seven coins."

"The sword body is engraved with eighteen immortal patterns, with light and agile wind as the main pattern." broker

"This sword is not for you."

Hearing Han Muye say that the sword was not suitable, the middle-aged man's face changed, he pondered for a moment, and looked at Han Muye: "Then please ask the master to help me refine a sword."

Han Muye held the sword, and the long sword was inserted into his scabbard.

"You have been my apologetic for ten years, and I will help you."

The middle-aged man did not hesitate this time, and arched his hand and said, "Cheng Shi has seen the master."

Han Muye nodded, carrying his sword and scabbard on his back, and walked forward quickly.

Along the way, he met several sword cultivators, all of whom heard of his reputation and came to him to refine his sword or seek opportunities. broker

Han Muye will help them look at the sword and see if they can make a move.

A hundred days later, there were seven more sword cultivators around him.

These people all used their own ten-year protection in exchange for Han Muye's refining weapon.

They didn't know what kind of means Han Muye had, but they were familiar with the people of the Crane Feather Sword Sect and the Yunming Sword Sect, and they believed that they would not lie to themselves.

Three years.

Han Muye has searched for more than thirty sword cultivation sects.

Behind him, there were more than fifty people who protected the way. broker

In the past three years, Han Muye's reputation has become more and more famous.

It is rumored that there is no sword in the world that he can't see.

It is rumored that there is no sword cultivation in the world that he can't see through.

It is rumored that his kendo cultivation is still above the means of refining weapons.

Too many rumors.

There are also rumors that he doesn't know how to refine weapons at all.

Because, from beginning to end, he has never practiced even a sword. broker

He just took someone else's sword and put it in the black and ugly scabbard behind his back.

The scabbard had now turned into a large black chest, hiding all the sword weapons in it.

After another three years, he was already 500,000 miles away from the Heaven Refining Sect.

After visiting a kendo sect, Han Muye and his group of seventy-three people began to walk back.

Return to the Heavenly Sect.

This moment, everyone is waiting.

"When Han Muye returned to refining the Heavenly Sect, it was the time when the way of refining weapons was completed." broker

This is what a great instrument said.

No one doubted the words of the mighty.

Because this great power is a god-honored realm.

The strongest realm in this world, like the Sword Dao Divine Venerable, is invincible.

Han Muye returned to the Heavenly Refining Sect, and the Heavenly Refining Sect sent twelve strong men to greet him.

But along the way, there were also countless interceptions.

Because even if everyone wanted to see Han Muye's refining weapon, there were still countless demon daos and countless strong people in the world, and they didn't want to see such a junior rise in the Heaven Refining Sect. broker

The Heaven Refining Sect is not without enemies in the cultivation world.

"It's really fun......

"This son has not made a single move, and he has not refined a single artifact, but he is regarded as the first among the descendants of the world's refiners."

"He, Han Muye, has not really shown the refining method, but he is so valued by all parties."

"Fortunately, he is only cultivating instruments, if he is cultivating others, wouldn't he want to directly stir up the heavens and the earth?"

Countless strong people are curious and waiting.

On the return trip for two years, Han Muye was blocked by a demon sect on a cliff. broker

This cliff is nameless.

Three thousand demon cultivators blocked the surrounding reinforcements, and twenty demon powerhouses besieged Han Muye on the cliff.

Seventy-two accompanying swords stood beside Han Muye.

"There is no name here, but after today, there will be a name."

Han Muye sat cross-legged slowly, placing the black box he was carrying in front of his lap.

Looking at the demonic figures rushing towards him, he pressed his palm on the black box.

"Click." broker

The black box was revealed.

A blue-gray sword was grasped by him, and then slowly drawn with a piercing grinding sound.

"This place will be called the Grinding Sword Cliff from now on."

He let out a low cry and threw his sword.

"Phantom Sword, the sword is three feet long, weighs three thousand eight hundred catties, nineteen phantom spirit patterns, and refines three invisible beast bones."

"For the rest of your life, this sword will be with you."

The sword cultivation body named Yu Sheng moved, stepped out, grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the long sword directly turned into invisible. broker

"Sting-"

Thirteen Demon Shadows were slashed.

Then, a figure turned into nothingness and flew directly down the cliff with the long sword.

The sword light soared into the sky.

Kendo, Cheng.

Han Muye's gaze did not move, and he raised his hand to draw a sword.

"Cloud Sacred Sword, pick

The three thousand colorful clouds in the sky are refined, and they are nourished for ten thousand years, and the creatures in the sword are alive." broker

"Xu Wu, I'll help you sharpen this sword."

The long sword was thrown, and a tall sword cultivator raised his hand to hold it.

"Boom—"

Thousands of miles of clouds, through the world!