Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Driven by less than a hundred years, get the opportunity to become a Taoist ancestor!

What do all the powerhouses who come to the land of Taoism seek?

Not just a chance!

Entering the bowl as a spirit is not difficult to do compared to relying on one side's forces.

What's more, Buddhist practitioners are more sacrificial. Han Muye put forward the bargaining chip of returning the bowl of fairy treasures to Changyuan Buddhism after the Taoism struggle, which shows that it is really difficult to refuse.

"Tianxuan Han Xiang, really great wisdom..." In the void, there was a Taoist ancestor.

"It's more than wisdom, an immortal treasure is a bargaining chip, such courage, I am afraid that I am waiting for the Taoist ancestors, and I can't bear it."

From the boy at the beginning to the current Prime Minister Han, from watching the excitement at the beginning, to the admiration now, Han Muye has the qualification to be valued in front of the Taoist ancestors.

"Om-"

The bowl above Han Muye's head vibrated, and the Buddha's light radiated from it, covering thousands of miles.

Buddha into the spirit!

Fairy treasure takes shape!

The endless Buddha patterns on the purple-gold bowl were intertwined with the thunder, from the original size of a hundred miles, it was reduced to no more than the size of a palm.

The purple bowl fell into Han Muye's hands, shrouded in golden light.

Han Muye strode forward with bowl in hand.

Ahead, the five Saints from the fairy world looked at each other and retreated unconsciously.

As soon as Saint retreated, Tianjing dared not stay where he was.

With a wave of Lu Yang's hand, the Tianxuan Army formation followed behind Han Muye and walked quickly.

The remnant land also moved, slowly drifting in the direction of Tianxuan.

No one dared to stop Han Muye with a bowl in his hand.

Not to mention Saint, even Daozu would not dare.

The immortal treasure takes shape, and its power is unknown. Whoever dares to step forward will definitely be struck by thunder.

The stronger the Power, the more cherished his life.

Even if you don't die, you get hurt, and you need a lot of money to recover.

Participating in Taoism is for chance, not to lose money.

What's more, there are still decades of this battle, why should we fight now?

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

Han Muye led the Tianjing and the army behind him to break through the siege directly, and flew out of the wasteland.

Seeing that Han Muye and the others were about to leave, a fairy Saint in black armor gritted his teeth and shouted, "Kill—"

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

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

"boom--"

One after another army formations were encircled again, to surround the wasteland.

This division and siege was more dangerous than the previous siege of the entire Profound Sky army.

Splitting and attacking, the Tai Xuan army could not exert enough combat power, and could be destroyed in one battle.

The only change now is, Han Muye.

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

Fairy treasure.

The bowl spun and turned into a thousand miles of spiritual light, directly covering the army of millions of celestial beings standing in front of the wasteland.

a shine.

When all the auras dissipated, the army of millions of fairy spirits had disappeared.

Devour!

The power of this bowl is to devour!

The aura of light that has not been killed appears, the power of this treasure is to devour the enemy, and then turn it into its own power.

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

The five Saints in the fairy world looked at each other with solemn expressions.

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

The other four figures also moved.

The Immortal Treasure Bowl devoured an army of millions, and it definitely took some time to refine.

Taking advantage of this time, not only might he win the battle, but he might even snatch the immortal treasure.

If an immortal treasure is in the hands of Saint, its combat power is that the Taoist ancestors have to retreat.

Murder, steal treasure!

At this moment, even those Dao Ancestor Power who witnessed the Dao struggle were moved by many people.

If this fairy treasure can be mastered, the same rank is invincible.

"Mr. Han, you go first." Lu Yang snorted and flew up to stand in front of Han Muye.

His combat power has reached the realm of transforming gods, the place of Taoism, and transforming gods is already the best.

Not only Lu Yang, but Gongsun Shu, Dongfangshu and others also flew over.

Anyway, Han Muye can't die.

Looking at Lu Yang and the others, Han Muye's expression did not change.

"When does the truth need your help?"

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

Immortal treasures are made, and they don't even have time to warm up, and the stored power depends entirely on the interpretation of the spirit of the artifact.

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

This treasure is temporarily unavailable.

But when the millions of troops are refined, the power will be terrifying.

"In the end, the truth is still a sword cultivator." Han Muye smiled.

As soon as his body moved, he had already appeared on the wasteland.

In his hand, a Star Spirit Orb appeared.

"Long time no see, seniors."

"He Tianzhen, don't wake up yet!"

The Spirit Orb fell, and the stored power directly turned into a torrent.

At this moment, a palpitating boundless power emanated from the wasteland.

"boom--"

A mountain range collapsed, and a ten-foot-tall ox stepped out.

"boom--"

A big river surged and a crocodile roared.

"boom--"

A huge golden tiger slowly got up from under the desert.

...

The power in the Star Spirit Orb awakened the wild beasts that were sleeping in the past.

These mythical beasts and beasts who exhausted their strength to carry the wasteland back then all raised their heads and looked forward.

"Overlord."

Han Muye has the power to dominate.

"Haha, Baxia, you are still alive."

"We are all alive."

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

This is the power of the wild beast, which has surpassed the limits of this world.

At the moment when these alien beasts and mythical beasts woke up, the power of Heavenly Dao in the wild wasteland condensed and turned into the phantom of black tigers.

The black tiger looked at Han Muye with excitement in his eyes.

Heavenly Dao in the wild wasteland was born out of Han Muye.

Facing Han Muye, this Heavenly Dao has infinite longing.

If it wasn't for Han Muye's birth of Heavenly Dao, how could the wasteland return to Tianxuan?

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

"Go, go home."

Turning around, Han Muye strode out.

He didn't even look at the fairy world Saint, which was frozen in mid-air.

The demon light intertwined on the wasteland was so strong that the heaven and earth could not hold it.

Even the Daozu Power who witnessed the Dao struggle had to suppress the heaven and the earth with all his strength. He didn't have time to pay attention to this place, let alone a few small Saints?

Thirty million troops retreated, and Saint and Tianjing retreated.

Countless strong men from the fairy world watched helplessly, Han Muye led the wasteland to Tianxuan.

Who dares to stop?

Saint?

Daozu?

Still, Tianzun?

There are so many wild beasts, no one can stop them.

Back then, when we attacked the wilderness, several Heavenly Venerates shot together.

"This son, Prime Minister Han, is amazing..." Finally suppressed the surging and shattering power of the heavens and the earth, and the Taoist ancestor whispered.

"It turns out that his backhand was here from beginning to end." Someone sighed.

Whether it is to gather the heavenly realm or run amok in the fairy world, it is not the purpose.

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

If he doesn't come, Lu Yang and his army alone will not be able to go back in a hundred years.

"Since there are so many backers in the wasteland, why didn't he come directly?" Someone asked in confusion.

"Yeah, I have seen many old acquaintances. Back then, I had a lot of dealings." Someone responded.

"Is it for the purpose of conquering the 10,000 Heavenly Realm? Heavenly Realm is just, it's not enough..."

...

No one knows what Han Muye went through so much for.

Everyone can only see that from the beginning to the present, Han Muye has traveled through Tianxuan, went to the fairy world to loot, refined a fairy treasure, and then led the wasteland and thousands of troops to return.

It seems that everything is in his calculations.

The army kept on going until it entered the Profound Sky Land for a million miles, where countless Profound Sky Army formations 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 aura, floating indefinitely.

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

Han Muye nodded: "This immortal treasure is far from being formed, at least it will take decades of refining."

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

How could an immortal treasure be made in a few days?

Han Muye only used Shi Ming's power to use less than 10% of the battle power of the fairy treasure to shock the opponent.

Anyway, no one knows how strong Xianbao is.

"Shan Chief, this treasure is placed here, aren't you afraid of being captured by the powerhouses in the fairy world?" Dongfang Shu asked with some doubts.

This is a fairy treasure!

Hearing his words, Han Muye chuckled lightly: "This treasure has Master Shiming as a spirit, and how to act, the master is at his own discretion."

The Magic Treasures controlled by Han Muye, Daoist Daoist and Zhao Yunlong all have their own intelligence, and they don't need him to act at all.

Such a treasure, how could it be necessary for others to control it?

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

Now that Han Muye has put this treasure here, it can be used as an army.

The power of this treasure can stop digital Saints from joining forces.

The power of the Immortal Treasure will not be revealed until the millions of troops are refined.

"Brother, this is the Token of Ten Thousand Demons." Xiang Lingshuang, a tall and strong man with two swords on his back, strode forward, holding the Order of Ten Thousand Demons in both hands, and bowed to Han Muye.

Han Muye took the ten thousand demon order, raised his hand and patted Xiang Lingshuang's arm.

"Boy, grown up."

At this time, Xiang Lingshuang was no longer an elephant clan boy who didn't even dare to kill people, but a big cultivator who was decisive in killing and powerful.

He led the wasteland back to Tianxuan, overcoming all kinds of obstacles along the way.

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

This look made Han Muye laugh out loud.

"Uncle, why didn't you just destroy the army of fairy spirits in one battle before?" Lu Yang looked at the beasts and strange beasts in the wild relic, and said in a low voice.

With the power of these divine beasts, it is completely possible to wipe out tens of millions of immortals in one battle, and even kill their Saint powerhouses. In this way, the Dao conflict is almost over.

Lu Yang's words made everyone else nod.

Han Muye smiled, but did not speak.

Standing aside, Qian Yiming's eyes flashed, and he glanced at Han Muye, then at the Mang Wasteland.

"Han Xiang, those ancient divine beasts who have just awakened, I'm afraid they don't have much combat power, right?"

There is no combat power.

His words made everyone stunned.

Those big monsters and beasts with Monster Qi rising thousands of miles and covering the sky, have no combat power?

"That's right." Han Muye nodded and said with a chuckle, "If these seniors regain their true power, I wouldn't mind sweeping down the fairy world in a war."

In fact, the big monsters and beasts in the wasteland have not recovered their strength!

Everything before that was just a bluff!

Therefore, Han Muye did not have a fight, but directly led the wasteland back to Tianxuan.

When the news came out, the powerhouses in the fairy world were stunned.

Those Taoist ancestors who witnessed the Taoist struggle were also speechless for a while.

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

"boom--"

The sound of roaring in the void came.

Countless immortal armies began to frantically attack the Tianxuan front.

Han Muye's expression didn't change, he turned around and led the deserted land to the Profound Sky World.

If it were so easy to break through the defenses that the Profound Sky World had built outside the world for so many years, Wen Mosheng would not be qualified to sit firmly in the position of Prime Minister for ten thousand years.

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

Before the Profound Sky World, Han Muye stood still.

Behind him, the great cultivators of the heavenly realm were silent.

I didn't take a closer look when I left Xuan Tian before, but now I look at it again, and the world of Xuan Tian is lush and prosperous.

Going to the Immortal Spirit World and breaking through several worlds, looking at it now, it is the Profound Sky World that is the root of one's own, and the place that truly feels cordial.

"Is it worth it to protect this splendid Star with the lives of countless people?"

Han Muye whispered.

No one answered.

At this moment, no answer is needed.

The answer is in the heart.

The Myriad Heaven Realm powerhouse behind Han Muye wanted to return to Tianxuan.

go home.

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

Protect Tianxuan, and have no regrets in life and death.

In the hands of Han Muye, a golden seal was condensed.

On his other hand, the Ten Thousand Demon Token appeared.

The fragments of the gathering demon clock, the seal that controls the authority of the Profound Sky, the two items appeared at the same time, causing the halo of the sky outside the Profound Sky to surge.

"boom--"

The barren wasteland wrapped in aura crashed into Tianxuan.

Guided by Han Muye’s various seals and Myriad Demon Tokens, he crashed into Tianxuan without the slightest hindrance.

"Xiang Lingshuang, you invite the seniors to Nanhuang to cultivate."

"In the land of Taoism, the seniors will need to contribute in the future."

Han Muye looked at Xiang Lingshuang and spoke loudly.

Xiang Lingshuang bowed, turned around and flew down the wasteland.

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

All the mythical beasts in the Wilderness Relics looked at Han Muye, nodded, and flew to Nanhuang with the whole land.

This is a wasteland.

This world has the special power of a wasteland.

The remnants of the wild desert enter the Profound Sky and combine with the Southern Wilderness, and the Southern Wilderness Monster Race will definitely be incomparably tyrannical in the future.

There are just so many divine beasts, and it takes too much power to restore their strength.

Han Muye has a headache.

Can't he support himself?

Then he will go bankrupt.

"Go, go home."

Without thinking about how to restore the strength of those divine beasts, Han Muye waved his hand and led the 10,000 Heavenly Realm behind him back to Tianxuan.

As soon as they entered the Profound Sky, endless aura enveloped their bodies.

At this moment, a golden beam of light appeared on everyone.

By this time, who is not a hardcore supporter of Tianxuan?

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

Homecoming.

As long as they bring back the enormous wealth on their bodies, they can let themselves and the power behind them expand in an expansive manner.

ten years.

As long as ten years, their own Sect family can rise.

In ten years, everyone has the confidence to raise their Cultivation Base to an unimaginable level.

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

A lot of times, the rich really do whatever they want.

"Congratulations to the return of Prime Minister Han—"

In the void, Yun Duan's voice sounded.

Outside the imperial city, practitioners bowed down one by one.

The sky is golden.

Yun Duan didn't know what method Han Muye used to make all Tianxuan Tianjing become staunch Tianxuan supporters.

But she wasn't ready to investigate.

She couldn't see through the ability of her own Prime Minister Han.

Now she just wants to go to the fairy boat to see her sister, and then dance another dance.

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

He turned his head and looked at the Tianjing practitioner behind him.

"Everyone, practice hard, and the truth may come out of Tian Xuan at some point."

After speaking, Han Muye stepped into the imperial city without waiting for a response.

Come out of Tianxuan again!

All the celestial practitioners had smiles on their faces.

With such a robbery in the Profound Sky, they can’t wait to come back ten times a hundred times in the future!

"Haha, Su Sheng fellow daoist, come to my Daming Mountain when you are free."

"Brother Wang Yuan, remember that you must come to Jianling Lake, and this Sect Leader will treat each other."

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

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

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

In the Southern Wilderness, the wild beasts descended, and the imperial city returned to the heavenly realm.

Following the news, endless wealth gathered in Tian Xuan.

Han Muye returned to Tianxuan for a month, and the Spiritual Qi concentration of the entire Tianxuan increased tenfold.

Looting so many treasures from the Star world and bringing them back to Tianxuan would naturally allow Tianxuan Spiritual Qi ascending, not to mention that the power in the desolate wasteland is even stronger.

Han Muye Closed Door Training in the Imperial City and did not exit until a month later.

The first thing he did when he left the country was to directly enter the Imperial City Academy, convened the academy to teach and students, and selected three thousand scholars of Confucianism and Taoism to form a senator who handled state affairs.

According to what he said, there are too many things in the Profound Sky. In addition to local government affairs, there are also tens of millions of troops outside the world that need to be handled.

The 3,000 senators are only temporary, he needs to be recruited from the various forces in Tianxuan, as well as from the army outside the realm, to make up 10,000 people.

In the future, Tianxuan's big and small matters will be handled by these 10,000 senators, each performing their own duties, and the new emperor Yun Duan will decide on major matters.

As for himself, he has to practice.

In the battle of Daoism, strength comes first. If there is not enough strength to win the Daoism battle, everything is nonsense.

This is Han Muye standing on the Imperial City Great Hall, refuting the words of those generals and civil servants.

When the senator handles government affairs, the Manchu civil and military authority is deprived, and it is natural to be dissatisfied.

But Han Muye didn't care.

On the contrary, the Tianxuan royal family strongly supported Han Muye's decision.

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

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

The senators composed of the students of the Imperial City Academy, the generals who returned from the front lines, and the representatives dispatched by various forces dealt with the big and small matters of the Profound Sky in an orderly manner.

The first three or two months were a bit chaotic.

Many times even Yun Duan couldn't make a decision and had to ask Han Muye for help.

Han Muye's judgment on these matters is that since it cannot be decided, it depends on whether the two parties have selfishness.

Those who have selfish intentions are directly expelled from Tianxuan and serve as military pawns on the front line.

If it is selfless, then see which side's proposal has a greater effect on Tianxuan winning the Taoism battle.

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

After three months, after the three hundred senators were exiled, Han Muye did not need to intervene in the affairs of the imperial city.

Besides Closed Door Training, he just returned to Danyuan Pavilion and sat behind the counter in a daze.

"Father, don't come to Danyuan Pavilion in the future. If you stay here again, our Danyuan Pavilion will go bankrupt." Huang Zhihu, who was wearing a yellow dress, looked at Han Muye and complained.

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

"You're the prime minister of the state, you're sitting here, who would dare to buy Medicine Pill?" Huang Zhihu muttered angrily.

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

Outside the door, there was not a single grasshopper.

"Do you think that I can't go out and hang out with you because I put your fat tiger in the Danyuan Pavilion?" Han Muye raised his head and said lightly.

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

"He came with a gift from the sixth brother."

Hearing the gift, Huang Zhihu had a hint of anticipation on his face.

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

My father Hua Mo left Tianxuan, can he really come back?

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

Huang Zhihu reached out and hugged: "Xiao Wu, did you come by yourself?"

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

On the threshold, the same tiger head, the boy with slightly longer eyebrows raised his head.

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

Han Muye smiled and looked outside. The Nanhuang Snack Shop next door was booming, and Shao Datian and Cuicui had already given birth to a litter of little ones.

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

Looking at the Yellow Fat Tiger in front of him, Han Muye smiled even more.

This little girl has grown big in the blink of an eye, and she can explain herself to the sixth brother.

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

Han Muye stood up, Huang Zhihu threw the boy in his arms and ran out.

"Zhihu, the sixth sister-in-law was taken over by Princess Yunjin and has already entered the palace to see the emperor." Qian Yiming shouted from behind.

Huang Zhihu made an "oh" and turned to run towards the palace.

Han Muye stood at the door, his eyes 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, his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

"Where did you get so much emotion, boy?" Han Muye squinted his eyes and looked at it. "The magic is suppressed?"

Gao Xiaoxuan grinned: "Almost, I'll wait for your Medicine Pill, Senior Brother."