Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Bring the Elder back?

Huang Laoliu didn't return to his senses for a while, and when Han Muye had walked several dozen feet, his eyes widened.

"You, you are going to Luyuan Mountain!"

Jiange Elder is in Luyuan Mountain.

Han Muye is going to Luyuan Mountain?

Clenching his fists, Huang Laoliu's expression changed, and he finally shouted in a low voice, "I'm going too!"

Hearing his words, Han Muye paused, turned around and said with a smile, "Didn't you say, Brother Six, that eggs can't be put in one basket?"

"It's all gone, it's really going to put a basket."

Hearing his words, Huang Laoliu glared at him and said, "I should go then."

"You are in the sword pavilion."

Han Muye shook his head, his eyes narrowed.

Huang Laoliu was shocked, and only felt his eyes dim.

When he regained his senses, Han Muye was no longer in front of him.

"Condensation Sword Art..."

"You kid, in the end it's still repaired..."

There was a trace of confusion on Huang Laoliu's face, looking at the mountains in the distance, whether it was sadness or helplessness in his eyes.

"We are all mortals. Cultivation is for the sake of the world, not for cultivation, for the sake of the world."

"But in the end, why are you asking for nothing?"

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Han Muye walked outside the gate of Jiuxuan Jianmen, and an Aoki car was parked there.

"Senior Brother Han, let's go."

Bai Suzhen stuck her head out of the car window and waved to him.

Han Muye nodded and walked quickly to the car.

The driver sitting in front of the frame wearing a bamboo hat turned his head and saw Han Muye, his face slightly stunned.

Han Muye didn't expect it either.

Mr. Ho.

The shopkeeper He of Zhenlingbao Shop in Yamashita Square City.

"It turns out that the best friend Miss said was a little friend."

Elder He looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.

"Sure enough, it's the person that the young lady values, extraordinary."

At this time, the shopkeeper He didn't have the spirit of a philistine, but there was a sense of tyranny that people dared not look directly at.

"Uncle He, do you know each other? That's better."

Bai Suzhen laughed and said to Han Muye, "Only by Uncle He can we get to Luyuan Mountain as quickly as possible."

Han Muye nodded and cupped hands towards Shopkeeper He: "Thank you senior."

Hearing his words, Shopkeeper He waved his hand and said, "Mo Xie, Mo Xie, you are Miss's friend."

Speaking of this, he grinned and said, "In the future, little friend, just come to my Zhenlingbao shop to take care of the business."

Han Muye nodded, stepped onto the carriage, bent over to enter the carriage, and sat opposite Bai Suzhen, who was walking in the middle.

"Senior Brother Han, Uncle He is a master of the environment. He has a flying boat with a spirit weapon that will allow us to reach Luyuan Mountain, thousands of miles away, before sunset."

The carriage started, Bai Suzhen looked at Han Muye and spoke in a low voice.

The land of thousands of miles, arrived in one day, this speed is much faster than Han Muye expected.

He looked up at Bai Suzhen.

The identity of this white shopkeeper is probably not simple.

She opened a small shop on Jiuxuan Mountain by herself, and Jiu Xuan Jianmen turned a blind eye.

At the foot of the mountain, a strong person was also arranged to master a spiritual tool that could escape thousands of miles a day.

The power behind her should be the top three or two in the Western Xinjiang.

Seeing Han Muye's eyes bright, Bai Suzhen laughed, then leaned forward and said softly, "Senior Brother Han, there is only so much I can help you."

"Neither you nor I are in a situation, so we can't participate in such major events in Western Xinjiang."

After a pause, she looked at the two swords behind Han Muye's back, and said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Han, it is rare for you to have the heart to fully rescue the elders of the Sword Pavilion."

Han Muye nodded and sat up straight.

He understood what Bai Suzhen meant.

Being able to help him get to Luyuan Mountain is already the limit of what Bai Suzhen can do.

He Han Muye is not qualified to let Bai Suzhen use the power behind him. Unless, he has stepped into the situation.

Perhaps, in ordinary circumstances, there is no such treatment.

The carriage traveled for only a quarter of an hour and stopped directly on the side of the road.

"Miss, Xiaoyou Han, please get off the bus."

Shopkeeper He's voice sounded.

Han Muye and Bai Suzhen got off the car, and the shopkeeper He raised his hand, and a bone boat the size of a walnut in his hand turned into an evergreen felt boat of 20 feet, suspended at a height of 10 feet.

Shopkeeper He flew and landed in front of the boat, Bai Suzhen flashed and landed outside the cabin.

The shadow of the iron bull floated behind Han Muye, stepped out in one step, and jumped onto the boat.

"Sit in the cabin, it's windy outside."

Shopkeeper He opened his mouth, and the boat began to drift forward slowly, the speed was getting faster and faster, bringing a gust of wind, making people unable to open their eyes.

Han Muye and Bai Suzhen got into the cabin, and there were dark golden streamers flashing around the cabin, and they couldn't feel the strong wind.

Han Muye sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, so that Bai Suzhen, who wanted to talk to him, had to shut up.

At this time, Han Muye's spiritual sense projected himself and began to investigate the changes in himself, calculating how many means he had.

Spiritual Qi Cultivation Base Peiyuan Sixth Stage, although Dantian is wide and comparable to Qi Condensation, but in places such as Luyuan Mountain, it can be ignored.

Ninth Stage's strength is better than nothing, even if there is an extra sword bone, it will not greatly increase his combat power.

Mastering hundreds of swordsmanships of various levels, motivated by the Sword Qi refined by Spiritual Qi and Dantian, the palm of the hand is purple and green, and can block the Foundation Establishment for a moment.

There are five Sword intents in Qi Sea, and there are many scattered Sword Qi.

The Sword intent can support him to cast the Ten Thousand Swords and Return to the Sect several times, activate the Flying Sword in his sleeve, and fight against the environment.

With the White Tiger picture scroll on your body, you can also fight against a situation for a while.

But none of these could save the Jiange Elder.

The only chance is the Soul Sword condensed by the Condensing Sword Art.

In the treasure of the gods, the little sword of the soul shines, constantly quenching the power of Soul Refining.

In this half-day, Han Muye has been able to detect that the power of his own soul has increased a hundred times.

If this small sword stayed in the divine treasure for a long time, he felt that he could condense another sword of divine soul.

The sword of the soul can fight against the heavens within a hundred breaths.

Here are all Han Muye's cards.

With these, can Elder Gao be saved?

If only the Tailingjian faction wanted Elder Gao to die, Han Muye was confident.

But in this western border, at this time, how many people want Elder Gao to die in Luyuan Mountain?

The flying boat shook, and Han Muye opened his eyes.

"Hehe, it's okay, there is an elder in the Nine Profound Sword Sect asking for a question, so let's say hello." Shopkeeper He's voice came from outside the cabin.

With the strength of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, it is strange that no one comes to investigate if there is a realm imperial artifact spanning thousands of miles.

Obviously, the forces behind Shopkeeper He and Bai Suzhen are not hostile to Jiuxuan Jianmen.

This is good news for Han Muye.

After a while, the boat got up again.

This time, there is no hindrance.

The wind howled, thousands of miles in an instant.

"boom--"

Suddenly, the flying boat trembled.

"arrive."

Outside the cabin, Manager He's voice was a little hoarse.

Han Muye stepped out and stood on the bow.

Ahead, the green hills, under the afterglow of the setting sun, are vast and lush.

The mountains and rivers are thousands of miles, and the world is vast.

A long sword that supports the sky, Sword Ray competes with the sunset.

"Are we late?" Bai Suzhen, who walked out of the cabin, looked at the long sword and whispered softly.

Holding the long sword in the sky, stabbed forward slowly.

After the long sword, a Daoist wearing a green robe stepped forward.

"Although I wasted my time on Jiu Xuan Mountain, I cannot but repay the grace of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect for teaching art and preaching."

"My generation of sword cultivators should take the sword as the bone and the sword as the heart."

"Condensing the endless Sword Qi, get a sword of joy."

"This sword, called Wanjian, returns, Zong-"