Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 255

Not a few lines of poetry, but ten, a hundred, a thousand!

A poem and a sword!

A poem and a light!

The mountains, rivers and clouds, the sword light dyes through!

The sword formation under the 30,000 sword repair cloth was stubbornly suppressed by the sword light transformed by the Confucianism and Taoism!

There is only one person who uses this method.

The master of Confucianism and Taoism, Han Mu.

This is the master method!

Between the heavens and the earth, there is no sound other than the streamer sword whistling.

At this moment, countless people's hearts shook.

This kind of literary talent, who in the world can compare?

One step at a time, one sword poem, the literary spirit is soaring!

The methods of Confucianism and Taoism are so cruel!

After today, who dares to say that Confucian scholars have no power to bind chickens?

A gentleman walks with a sword, uses poetry as a sword, and can manage the injustice in the world!

This is the real Confucianism!

In Han Muye's Divine Treasure, the red dust curse turned into a golden curtain of light, stirring all the aura, turning into sword light and leaving.

Among them, there is also the sword of the soul, which was condensed by Han Muye's soul power.

In the sea of ​​​​air, all the purple people's gazes poured out, dyeing half of the sky into purple.

"Such a majestic and mighty person, is he really willing to..." Yun Duan, who was standing beside the Yunjin County Master, whispered.

Willing to?

Are you willing to spend all your life practice here?

No ordinary person would be willing to do such a thing.

But how can those great Confucians who have reached the master realm be considered ordinary people?

Yun Jin stared at the endless churning golden light and purple clouds, remembering that when he was studying the classics, Han Muye didn't look up all night.

In the eyes of the Confucian and Taoist masters, he, the number one beauty in Jinchuan, is nothing but rosy and withered bones, can't shake his mind at all?

At this time, countless people's hearts were shaking, but they couldn't match the shock of Dongfangshu standing in the void.

Looking at the sword light that filled the sky, he trembled all over, and in the palm of his hand, the ink brush was waving, and the golden characters appeared one by one.

Copying the poems and prose written by Han Muye, the condensed sword light was dark, but it still became a sword.

With this sword, one can slash the primordial soul of the heavenly realm!

Without relying on the authority of heaven and earth, Confucianism and Taoism can also compete with practitioners in the world!

Dongfangshu raised his hand and bowed to Han Muye who was still writing in front of him.

"Mr. Han Mu, I understand."

Hearing his words, Han Muye paused for a moment and said in a daze, "What did you realize?"

Dongfangshu straightened his waist, and the power of the purple people on his body condensed into large characters.

"Student Dongfangshu understands what Mr. said when he stayed in Bailushan Academy."

"We, like Confucianism and Taoism, should set our minds for heaven and earth, set up our destiny for life and people, continue the unique learning for the sages of the past, and create peace for all generations."

"Today, sir, is for me, Confucianism and Taoism, to open the world for peace!"

The words of Dongfangshu are like dull thunder, rolling in the sky, thousands of miles ups and downs.

He almost exhausted his popularity and spread those four words to a hundred thousand miles away.

At this moment, his soul was weak, and he seemed to be exhausted and his body dissipated.

But at the moment when those four words were spread over 100,000 miles.

The whole world shook.

Set up your mind for the heaven and earth, set up your life for the people, set your mind for the sages of the past, and create peace for the world!

There are these four sentences, the Tao is the best of Confucianism and Taoism in the world!

Those white-headed Confucian scholars were all in tears.

If you can understand this principle, even if you die, you will have no regrets!

"No wonder, he is willing to..." Yunjin County Master clenched his fists and whispered.

Beside her, Yun Duan opened her eyes wide and said softly, "Can he really achieve peace for the world?"

At this moment, in a radius of 100,000 miles, a magnificent purple aura rose from all Confucianism and Taoism practitioners.

Innumerable purple auras gathered in the direction of Han Muye.

The surging purple air, like thick clouds, obscures the sky and the sun.

Such a person staring at the body can become a great road!

Far in the Wenyuan Hall of the Imperial City, Marquis Wu appeared.

"Bookbag, Senior Brother Wen, this class of people has already divided their luck and can even be sanctified in one step, don't you care?"

Marquis Wu stared at the thin scribe in front of Chang Eu and spoke in a low voice.

"Tianxuan Confucianism and Taoism can only push out one saint. I have become a saint, but he can't." Wen Mo shook his head with a sullen expression.

"If he is forcibly sanctified, he will not be able to escape the end in ashes."

Hearing his words, Marquis Wu was stunned for a moment, and then whispered: "Well, I thought someone could kick you—"

"It's a pity, this kid really likes me."

Having said this, Marquis Wu was stunned for a moment, then laughed and dispersed.

In the hall, Wen Mo's voice was slightly dazed, and then he shook his head.

Three thousand miles away from Jinchuan City in Shuxi County, there are boundless people looking to gather, but Han Muye did not gather people to achieve himself like Prime Minister Wen and Marquis Wu thought.

He raised his hand, and the air of everyone's hope was poured into the words that filled the sky, so that these poems and texts manifested their mighty power and were in harmony with the way of heaven and earth.

Poetry is in heaven!

The poetry of the sword is in harmony with heaven and earth.

From today onwards, Zhongzhou Confucian cultivators, as long as they turn poetry into swords, can get the blessing of this mighty force of heaven and earth.

But if you can condense poetry into a sword, you have the power to fight the sword.

With the power of sanctification, disperse the world!

Such mighty powers are indeed the deeds of creating peace for all ages!

Countless people looked up and their hearts trembled.

Today, I have not witnessed the birth of a Confucian and Taoist saint, but I have seen that since then, Zhongzhou Confucian scholars can all carry swords.

Damage oneself and make up the way of heaven, in this way, is the real major repair of Confucianism and Taoism!

In the sky, 90 percent of people looked away.

With a little more popularity, he was waved by Han Muye and sent to Bailu Mountain, hundreds of thousands of miles away.

The air of popularity fell on Bailu Mountain, and the entire Bailu Mountain turned into a cloud of smoke.

Even if it is only 10% of the people's qi of sanctification, it will turn the little white deer mountain into a fairyland.

A trace of human hope enveloped the body of Dongfang Shu who was sitting cross-legged.

His originally thin soul instantly solidified.

Outside Jinchuan City, the world is silent.

The sky is full of clouds, brightly gilded.

The power of sanctification is gone.

Whether it was Dongfangshu or Su Zizhan standing in the distance, He Jing's expression changed, and then he bowed slightly.

This is an overhaul respect for an unsanctified, yet sanctified man.

This is the real Confucianism!

Below, countless Confucian and Taoist practitioners bowed and saluted.

Benefiting the world but lacking oneself, such a major repair deserves a bow!

Han Muye waved his hand, his spirit dissipated and returned to his body.

Then the jade-colored folding fan shook, revealing his figure.

Holding the folding fan, Han Muye raised his hand and waved, all the poems in the sky fell on the back of the fan, covering the original word "Meditation".

Dongfangshu took a step forward and shouted, "Master Shan, can I go back to Bailu Mountain Academy?"

Han Muye said with a smile, "When I go, I will naturally go."

After he finished speaking, he led Kong Chaode, who was at a loss, and Lin Shen, whose sword intent was hard to hide, and floated away.

Bailu Mountain Academy.

This Confucianism and Taoist master is the leader of Bailu Mountain Academy!

Han Muye left, but the swords in the palms of countless Confucian cultivators below did not disperse, they were still held in their hands and vibrated softly.

As Han Muye said, from now on, the world's Confucian cultivators have opened up a great avenue!

Scholar with sword.

Dongfangshu watched Han Muye leave, cupped his hands, and shouted, "Dongfangshu is waiting for the return of the mountain chief at the Bailu Mountain Academy."

In his eyes, there was determination and longing.

The four lines of scholarship can make the Confucian cultivators in the world fully understand, and use the sword into poetry to make the Confucian cultivators in the world run wild with swords.

Although Han Mu didn't go to Bailu Mountain, he gathered people all over the world.

When Bailu Mountain's education spread throughout Zhongzhou, it was the time when Han Mu's merits and virtues were consummated.

Being respected by the world, when Han Mu returns, can he be sanctified in one step?

Confucianism and Taoism, is there a chance for two saints to reach the sky?

"Mr. Dongfang, Yun Jin would like to send a copy of all the classics of the Zhenxi Palace to the Bailu Mountain Academy to exchange a student quota for my youngest son. I wonder if the gentleman can accommodate?"

On the Yunjin flying boat, the voice of Yunjin County Master came.

Royal family books are all precious things.

But no matter how precious the classics are, they can't compare to the name of Bailu Mountain Academy, the master's disciple.

Moreover, at this time, everyone can foresee that Bailu Mountain will become another holy place for Confucianism and Taoism!

Dongfang's writing showed a happy expression, and said loudly: "The county owner Kang Ke, the old man has no reason not to agree."

"I, Bailushan Academy, believe that there is no class, but there are scholars, and I will not refuse."

There is no class, no one refuses to come!

Anyone can worship Bailu Mountain Academy!

Grandmaster Han Mu is the leader of the mountain, and Confucianism and Taoism masters like Dongfangshu are among them. Bailu Mountain Academy is definitely the holy place of Confucianism and Taoism in the world, second only to the Imperial City Academy!

At this moment, countless Confucian and Taoist practitioners turned around and left.

If you don't go to Bailu Mountain at this time, when will you wait?

"Sister, what about the 30,000 Sword Cultivators?" When the Xianzhou turned around, the Yun Duan County Master looked at the sky curiously.

Thirty thousand broken swords, broken and dropped.

Yunjin County Lord glanced at her and said softly: "This is a battle of the Great Dao, do you think it's a game?"

"Thirty thousand swords cultivate one's life, and pave the way for the world's Confucianism to reach the sky for Grandmaster Han Mu.

30,000 strong, kendo cultivators, formed a formation to resist the grandmaster, just like that, the death of the body is gone, and there is not even a single mark?

The Princess Yun Duan couldn't help shivering in his heart.

This is the battle of the road.

Thirty thousand swords were repaired, and in one night, the sword was broken and the soul was broken, and the body died and the road disappeared.

Today, the world only remembers Grandmaster Han Muye who created peace for Confucianism and Taoism. Who cares about those 30,000 swordsmen?

But if anyone still wants to compete with Bailu Mountain and Grandmaster Han Mu, they must first think about whether they can beat these 30,000 sword cultivators!

Half a month later, Han Muye and Lin Shen Kong Chaode quietly passed through the barrier of heaven and earth and returned to the western border.

The reason why it took half a month is that after Han Muye left Jinchuan, he was full of arrogance and strength, and he had to hurry to refine it.

He seems to have exhausted his arrogance and popularity, but in fact, his foundational insights are still there, and his realm is still there.

Haoran's anger and people looked back to the future, so that his Confucianism and Taoism not only did not decrease, but also increased rapidly.

By the time he left Zhongzhou, his Confucianism and Taoism had already reached the second level of master and master.

The moment he left Zhongzhou and set foot in the Western Border, Han Muye felt an incomparably cordial emotion coming from his feet.

The power of the earth scroll, the earth attribute affinity is full.

Xijiang Tiandao is welcoming his return.

On his body, the blood was tumbling, and it turned into a long-horned black cow, roaring up to the sky.

The power of the earth constantly infuses itself.

The Daoist Daoist who had been hiding in the sword pill finally dared to fly out and fell to the side.

In Zhongzhou, he didn't dare to hold his head up.

His former master Yuan Tianjianzun and Zhongzhou Wenxiang were mortal enemies.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Han, your way of body refining has entered the realm."

When Han Muye opened his eyes, Lin Shen, who had been protecting the Dharma for him, spoke in a low voice.

Han Muye's body-refinement foundation was perfect, and his spiritual qi cultivation was at the top of the eighth level. At this time, the power of heaven and earth added to his body, allowing his body-refinement cultivation to break through to the earth.

As for Spiritual Qi cultivation, it's coming soon.

In his divine possession, the mantra of red dust and the aura of grandeur were agitated, and the air of hope in the sea of ​​air was slightly silent.

After all, this place is the western border, and the power of Confucianism and Taoism is suppressed.

However, Han Muye could feel the kindness of Tiandao, and he did not resent his kendo power like Zhongzhou Tiandao did.

Han Muye turned to look at Lin Shen, and said with a light smile, "Teacher Lin, you have gained a lot from this trip."

Whether it is to feel the prosperity of the red dust in Zhongzhou or the tyranny of the cultivation world in Zhongzhou, it is helpful to Lin Shen's practice.

In the battle outside Jinchuan City, he made a full effort to realize the magnificent power of the power of heaven and earth, and Lin Shen gained a new understanding of the realm of heaven.

His overhauled jade bones also fused a little more.

"Senior Brother Han, I sensed that that senior's remnant soul was reincarnated." Lin Shen looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice, "I think, go find him and come back."

"That old man Chongyun is a good man." Daoist Dayan, who was standing beside him, grunted.

Lin Shen's jade bones were left by Daoist Chongyun.

At the beginning, if Daoist Chongyun didn't give the jade bone to Lin Shen, how could it be integrated into the heavenly jade bone with Lin Shen's cultivation.

However, Han Muye knew that Daoist Chongyun was reincarnated, and Lin Chongxiao also had a remnant soul.

Perhaps, if Lin Shen finds the reincarnation of Daoist Chongyun, he can also find Lin Chongxiao to return?

Seeing Han Muye pondering, Lin Shen said solemnly, "Senior brother, don't worry, when the senior reincarnates and grows up, I will find a way to help him retrieve the memory of his past life. If he wants to get back the jade bone, I will also return it."

Han Muye patted Lin Shen on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "No hurry, let's wait until the nine factions have been reconsidered."

Although Coach Lin is a bit old-fashioned, he is upright in life.

He said that he was willing to return the jade bones, but he really wanted to return the jade bones.

It's just that this matter is not as easy as one thinks. It is not easy to find Daoist Chongyun's reincarnation, and it is even more difficult to help him retrieve the memories of his previous life.

Returning jade bones, of course, is not as simple as saying it.

If they didn't stop, they would drive the flying boat, Han Muye and the others would cross half of the western border in a few days and return to the rule of Jiuxuan Mountain.

Kong Chaode still returned to Fang City and was in charge of the newly-built Han Family Firm.

In fact, the firm basically has no business in the Western Xinjiang, mainly collecting elixir, handing over swords and weapons with Huoyuan Realm, and contacting Qingmang Mountain for business affairs.

These things are exactly what Kong Chaode, who is good at material operation, is best at.

Returning to Jiuxuan Mountain, the sword pavilion is still the same. Liu Hong recently led the sword to collect the sword, and went to Cao's house for two nights. When Jiang Ming was too tired to make alchemy, he stayed overnight in the Dantang before returning.

When Han Muye returned to his seat, the sword pavilion became more angry. Lin Shen was on duty at the gate of the pavilion. Liu Hong and Jiang Ming also obediently brushed their swords every day and registered all the swords.

For two years, Han Muye did not step out of Jiuxuan Mountain.

In the past two years, life has been peaceful on Jiuxuan Mountain, and wind and clouds have been surging everywhere in the western border.

In order to compete for the position of the nine factions, those sects have already been beaten to death.

A few great factions such as Jiu Xuan Jianmen are sure to never fall out of the nine factions.

Yuehua Jianzong and other people who are interested in competing for the position of the nine factions, while attracting all parties, let their disciples become famous, and create their own prestige before the competition of the nine factions.

Without the momentum to compete for the nine factions, how can the disciples go all out during the competition of the nine factions?

In the past two years, whether it is Yuehua Sword Sect or several other sects, many younger disciples have been sent to Jiuxuan Mountain.

Many people came to Jiange to ask to see the exiled immortals of Kendo, hoping to get advice.

It doesn't really matter if you really want to give pointers and imaginary pointers. When you come, you just show your attitude.

There is also a good relationship with Jiuxuan Mountain, who gave a generous gift, and then asked for the sword in the sword pavilion.

Han Muye rarely showed up, but Liu Hong from the sword pavilion showed some limelight.

With Han Muye viewing all the jade slips left by the swords, Liu Hong helped the candidates choose swords, and it was also a matter of choice.

The reputation of Jiange became louder and more mysterious.

In two years, Jiang Ming and Kong Chaode cooperated with Tang Yunhao, who was stationed at the old site of Lieyang Palace, and sold nearly 2,000 swords to Zhongzhou.

Han Muye himself made several medicinal pills.

The pills and swords were sent from Qingmang Mountain to Jinchuan City with the help of the big demon Hibiscus.

According to the agreement, Fujin Firm received these sword medicine pills, delivered spirit stones, and various spirit materials and spirit medicines listed by Han Muye.

In two years, I have only made three trips in total, but the amount of spiritual stones earned during these three trips is completely unimaginable.

Even if half of them were handed over to the Bailu Mountain Academy as the funds for the construction of the academy, the rest would be brought back to the Western Border.

According to Jiang Ming's words, the current Han Muye's net worth is absolutely comparable to that of any major sect under the Nine Sects in the Western Xinjiang.

For Han Muye, wealth comes next.

With these wealth, it is the main thing that he can exchange for any treasure he needs and then use it in his practice.

For example, with enough wealth, Liu Hong and Daoist Dayan went to a city 300,000 miles away and exchanged two sword pills.

Falling snow, Lingfeng.

In this way, Han Muye had six sword pills in his hand, and he could form two three-star sword formations.

The superposition of the power of the two three-star sword arrays can increase his combat power several times.

Fire source world, beyond the starry sky.

Dozens of Qingpao Taoists led thousands of Void Beasts and rushed towards Han Muye, who was standing on the barrier of the Vault of Fire in the Fire Origin Realm.

The auras of these Taoists are all Jindan cultivation bases, which lead to the flow of light, and the combat power displayed is extremely powerful.

Those alien beasts of the void, with unusually strong muscles and bones, spread out their wings, connecting front and back, covering the world.

This kind of fierceness is a major cultivator who has just entered the heavens, and he does not dare to hide his edge directly.

Looking at the cultivators from the Cloud Heaven Realm and those alien beasts~www.mtlnovel.com~ Han Muye, six sword lights rose up.

Daoist Dayan with a wild smile, triggered the sword light to disappear instantly.

"boom--"

The sword light flashed away, penetrated the heads of dozens of alien beasts, and reappeared, already thousands of feet away!

Hide empty.

Yuan Tianjianzun's top swordsmanship, invincible means of single-kill.

This kind of swordsmanship that ignores the resistance of space, in the void, the lethality is extremely high.

Daoist Dayan laughed, and every time that Jianwan flew away, it brought up a blood mist.

The blood mist swayed on the wall of the sky below, rolling around.

This is to supplement the avenue with the soul, blood, and blood of alien beasts!

Such means, heaven and earth are happy.

Those practitioners in the Yuntian Realm couldn't stop the sword light and could only retreat.

Han Muye's body Zhou Jianguang turned into a net, followed and walked away, fighting back three thousand miles, and returned with blood.

"Haha, all slaughtered."

Dayan Daoist turned around with laughter.

Han Muye nodded and looked at the Fire Origin Realm below.

The time for the Nine Sect Grand Competition has come, and it is time for the training disciples to return to Jiuxuan Mountain.

Chapter end