The great master Han Mu of Bailu Mountain set the rules for scholars to carry swords, and turned swords into poetry to open a way for scholars all over the world.

​​

Looking at it now, it really is a stroke of genius.

​​

If not, at the time of the Daoist struggle, it is difficult for Confucian and Daoist scholars to exert their combat power. Isn't there any chance of winning?

​​

In the future, Tianxuan Confucian scholar, I am afraid that everyone should practice swordsmanship.

​​

Grandmaster Han Mu, he is truly a god!

​​

Unfortunately, this great cultivator has been disappearing from the eyes of the world since the establishment of Bailu Mountain Academy.

​​

As for who Han Mu is, no one knows.

​​

Actually, it is not difficult to find out Han Mu's identity.

​​

But Zhongzhou Confucianism and Taoism tacit understanding will not pursue it.

​​

This is a rule among Confucian and Taoist practitioners.

​​

Because many great monks will refine their hearts with red dust.

​​

For example, Wen Xiang, who once incarnated as a scholar, walked with the saintess of the fox clan.

​​

It's hard to dig deep into things like this.

​​

Therefore, it is customary for everyone not to investigate the sudden appearance of the Confucian and Taoist monks.

​​

Just like the current Mr. Makino.

​​

Many people speculated that he had a special relationship with Prime Minister Wen and Marquis Wu.

​​

Maybe, whose illegitimate child is.

​​

Who decides this matter?

​​

Makino went upstream to the imperial city.

​​

Isn't the blood descendant of Marquis Wu in the East China Sea?

​​

Also, when Makino's shop opened, Wen went on a blind date, and this treatment was a bit special.

​​

It seems that Wen Xiang has never done such a thing specially.

​​

A group of Confucian and Taoist cultivators sighed with emotion about the way of cultivation in Bailu Mountain, but Han Muye had no intention of staying any longer.

​​

He raised his hand and said, "Seniors, Mu Ye takes one step first."

​​

There are so many alchemists on Yuhong Star, and if one is injured, it is a huge loss.

​​

Before everyone could return their salutes, Han Muye's body moved and turned into Feihong.

​​

A pair of wings spread out behind him.

​​

Back then, Tianheyi was not able to stimulate his speed with all his strength because his physical body was not stable enough.

​​

"Good trick."

​​

"That treasure, where did you seem to have seen it?"

​​

Several great scholars frowned and looked at Han Muye who broke through the void.

​​

"Everyone, I'm going too." Huang Ting raised his hands and flew to lead the Shinto army to Yuhongxing.

​​

The other great Confucians looked at each other and left.

​​

When the Taoism struggle began, they had a lot of things to do.

​​

Lu Yuzhou looked forward and sighed: "Cultivation, eating, drinking, playing around, can't you do it? Why do you have to beat to death..."

​​

"It's a pity, there are so many good boat girls staring at me, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back for a while."

​​

"When they go back, they'll probably all be old people and married."

​​

…

​​

Han Muye flew away in the void, and with the power of Tianhe Wing, he easily broke through the obstacles of the void, only to feel the light flashing before his eyes.

​​

This kind of speed experience made him feel like he was in control of the long river of time.

​​

However, the power of time is more profound than reincarnation, and it is not something he can master now.

​​

The flying speed was extremely fast, and even when he encountered a powerful cultivator, Han Muye also flashed away.

​​

"Boom—"

​​

Ahead, the sound of roaring and cracking came.

​​

Beyond the verdant stars, there are countless practitioners who are doing their best.

​​

Jade Rainbow Star.

​​

After Yu Hongzi left, Yu Hongxing's avenue was incomplete, and the protection power was already low.

​​

At this time, countless practitioners took action, causing the stars and sky to shake.

​​

It can be seen that within the curtain of that day, many practitioners watched in a panic, at a loss.

​​

Most of the alchemy practitioners are not good at fighting.

​​

"kill."

​​

With his wings spread out from his back, Han Muye's long sword with a streamer in his hand slashed towards the strongest cultivator.

​​

Heaven.

​​

Eighth major revision of Yuanying.

​​

The Great Spirit Transformation will not come here in person, and even if he does, he will wait until it is determined to occupy this world.

​​

At this time, the out-of-body major repair was already a top powerhouse.

​​

In the time of samsara and the Tao where causality is not obvious, out of one's body, the power at the top.

​​

A practitioner of the eighth level of Nascent Soul, who is a strong person, can suppress the existence of a world.

​​

"Hmph, Jianxiu." Han Muye's sword light reached him, the eighth major Nascent Soul cultivator snorted coldly, raised his hand, and a cyan light turned into a snare, falling towards Han Muye's head.

​​

In this snare, there are also one after another gang winds that turn into blades, spinning and strangling.

​​

As long as you fall into this snare, you will definitely die.

​​

During the battle of Taoism, once the body dies, the spirit and soul will be scattered, and there will be no chance of rebirth.

​​

Unless the remnant soul is conferred a god, and from now on, he will be named on the list of conferred gods.

​​

Han Muye's sword rubbed the net and flew out. With a movement, he staggered away from the practitioner in front and landed on the sky light curtain of Yuhongxing.

​​

Standing on both feet, all the breath on his body slowly subsided.

​​

The power of his alchemy cultivation communicated with this side of heaven, and the power of affinity between plants and trees was intertwined, gently comforting the frightened heaven.

​​

After Yu Hongzi left, Fang Tiandao's strength has been greatly damaged, and it is even more difficult to support it when he is besieged at this time.

​​

Han Muye could feel that the changes in the Heavenly Dao on Yuhong Star affected the spiritual energy and cultivation state of the entire Yuhong Star.

​​

This is not a good thing.

​​

Yuhongxing has a gentle power that other stars cannot match, and can breed countless elixir.

​​

This is the Holy Land of Dan Dao.

​​

Turning around, Han Muye raised the sword in his hand.

​​

At this time, the eight major cultivators of Nascent Soul on the opposite side also turned solemn.

​​

It's not that he hasn't played against Jianxiu.

​​

Even the sword cultivator of the heavenly realm, he also beheaded.

​​

The Jianxiu in front of him at this time gave him the feeling that he was no weaker than the Tianjian Jianxiu he killed.

​​

"Boy, there are countless elixir on this star. If you break it, I will share with you."

​​

"My deity, Su Mingshan, came from the Heavenly Cloud Realm to participate in this Taoism struggle, seeking a chance to break through to the body."

​​

The practitioner opposite looked at Han Muye and spoke in a deep voice.

​​

The Tianyun Realm is far away from Tianxuan and the fairy world.

​​

Han Muye turned to look at the other practitioners.

​​

Most of the practitioners here come from the outer regions to participate in the Dao struggle and seek opportunities for breakthroughs.

​​

War has always been the best way to make money. If it weren't for Daoism, who would dare to touch a world of alchemy such as Yuhongxing?

​​

These alchemy stars are the bans and gluttons of the great cultivators of the Dao.

​​

"I think you are looking in the wrong place."

​​

Han Muye raised the sword in his hand with a calm expression on his face.

​​

"The Yuhong Realm is owned by me, Tianxuan."

​​

Tian Xuan.

​​

Hearing Han Muye's words, Su Mingshan's face twitched, and then a smile appeared on his face.

​​

The expressions of the other practitioners also changed.

​​

"Okay, it just so happens that there is nothing that can be taken out to the Immortal Spirit Realm to make a name, a powerful sword cultivator from Tianxuan. It's almost there." Su Mingshan smiled long, pressed his hands, and the snare just now appeared again.

​​

"This treasure is called Yan Yunluo, and it specializes in slaughtering you sword cultivators. It is prevalent in my Tianyun world."

​​

The smoke and clouds spread out, and the space of a hundred feet was shrouded, and the wind scrolls were constantly intertwined, pressing down on Han Muye's head.

​​

Covering a large area and strangling in a small area limited Jian Xiu's speed and space.

​​

As Su Mingshan said, this treasure extremely restrains sword cultivators.

​​

Looking at Yan Yunluo who was coming from the front, Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, and a golden dagger suddenly appeared in his left hand.

​​

At the moment when the dagger appeared, Su Mingshan's complexion suddenly changed.

​​

He raised his hand and placed three golden talismans in front of him, then quickly retreated.

​​

Obviously, he has a lot of experience fighting sword cultivators.

​​

It's just that he couldn't have imagined what kind of swordsman was in front of him.

​​

The golden short sword flew out of Yanyunluo with an arc of light, bypassed three talismans, and appeared behind Su Mingshan.

​​

Zhou Tian's swordsmanship, hiding the sky.

​​

This scene made other practitioners widen their eyes in horror.

​​

This sword cultivator in front of him, this sword technique is so strange!

​​

The sword reached the back of Su Mingshan, and the speed was extremely fast.

​​

Su Mingshan's face was dignified, a blue jade ruler appeared in his hand, and he struck down hard at the back.

​​

"Call—"

​​

This blow hit nothing.

​​

His face instantly paled.

​​

The golden short sword was fixed three feet in front of him, motionless.

​​

In the end, what kind of sword cultivator can control the sword so meticulously?

​​

The Tianjian Jianxiu who was beheaded by himself last time couldn't do this, right?

​​

"Thorn—"

​​

The golden dagger rubbed Su Mingshan's neck and twisted, bringing out blood gushing out.

​​

Su Mingshan's body was filled with endless aura, and he tried his best to suppress the wound.

​​

Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, the power of the flesh is supported by jade bones, and it is already extremely strong.

​​

Even fatal wounds can be repaired.

​​

The dagger that can be condensed by the arrogant energy carries the power of the soul that cannot be suppressed.

​​

This force tore open the wound, allowing blood to spray continuously.

​​

The wound cannot be repaired!

​​

Su Mingshan covered his neck with one hand and fled quickly, only to retreat a thousand feet, then his legs softened and he fell into the void.

​​

Above his head, a phantom flew out, wrapped in a blue Nascent Soul and fled into the distance.

​​

The eight major cultivators of Nascent Soul, condensed the illusory primordial spirit, this great cultivator named Su Mingshan is indeed proud of his strength.

​​

No wonder he dared to participate in the Dao battle.

​​

Han Muye looked at Su Mingshan who was fleeing and did not make another move.

This is the place where the Taoist struggles, the primordial spirit is out of the body, and the primordial infant is injured, can he still escape?

​​

Many cultivators who besieged Yuhongxing quietly left, not knowing whether they were frightened by Han Muye's sword light or did something else.

​​

Half an hour later, Han Muye had a faint spiritual light surging.

​​

Feedback.

​​

Su Mingshan's Yuanshen and Yuanying have been beheaded by someone unknown.

​​

When a great cultivator falls, his cultivation base and soul power will be fed back to the heaven and earth, accumulated, and when the Taoism struggle ends, he will become a Taoist ancestor.

​​

There will also be a trace of power feeding back to the person who killed this great monk.

​​

As the person who cut through Su Mingshan's body, Han Muye got the most benefits.

​​

Killing is the only rule in Taoism!

​​

Holding the long sword in his hand, Han Muye's expression slowly sank.

​​

He used to think Taoism was too simple.

​​

In the battle of the great road, there is no regret in life and death.

​​

His eyes swept around.

​​

Some practitioners slowly retreated, and some practitioners slowly stepped forward.

​​

The strong will be besieged, and the weak will be crushed.

​​

Dao fight, then fight!

​​

Han Muye stabbed his sword out of his hand and appeared beside a green-robed Taoist.

​​

A small jade-colored bell in the Taoist's hand vibrated, and a ball of golden light hit Han Muye and his divine treasure.

​​

The means of attacking the soul can suppress the vast majority of practitioners.

​​

Under this golden light, low-level practitioners will be directly shattered, and high-level practitioners will also be restrained, waiting to die.

​​

But this golden light hit Han Muye, and it didn't have the slightest effect.

​​

There is a sword of divine soul in Han Muye's divine treasure.

​​

That ball of golden light entered Han Mu's Ye Divine Treasure and was directly swallowed by assimilation.

​​

"Thorn—"

​​

Han Muye didn't stop with the sword in his hand, slashed down, and smashed the small jade-colored bell into pieces.

​​

Under the terrified eyes of the Taoist, Jian Feng pierced into his chest, breaking his heart.

​​

A cultivator of the realm who had condensed into a golden elixir, met face to face and fell.

​​

Drawing his sword, Han Muye turned to look at the nearest place.

​​

A monster with two horns and four fins, covered in black armor, slowly retreated.

​​

It's just that it didn't retreat as fast as Han Muye's sword.

​​

The golden sword light slashed directly from the five-zhang long fish, slicing the monster in the endless sea into two pieces.

​​

Jianguang rose again, chasing three great practitioners in black robes and covered in magic light, flying ten miles away.

​​

The sword light was too fast. After cutting off the three demon monks, it flew for dozens of miles before stopping and then flying back.

​​

Around, those cultivators dispersed in a rush.

​​

Han Muye's sword is too powerful.

​​

Holding swords in both hands, Han Muye wandered in the void.

​​

As long as anyone dares to besiege Yuhongxing, raising his hand is a sword.

​​

There are very few people who can survive under his sword.

​​

His sword light became more and more sharp.

​​

"when-"

​​

A Jianxiu's long sword was picked up, and Han Muye's sword pierced into his chest.

​​

He stretched out his hand and moved the sword that was picked up, and the sword intent slammed into it.

​​

"Om—"

​​

The long sword vibrated, the remnants of the divine soul in the sword body were directly smashed, and the spirituality dissipated.

​​

A top-grade spiritual weapon, the Suling Sword.

​​

The length of the sword is three feet and one minute, the weight of the sword is 320 jins, the blood groove is cut on both sides of the blade, and three imaginary dao patterns are engraved on the body of the sword.

​​

Picture after picture flashed in Han Muye's mind, allowing him to see the appearance of the foreign land.

​​

In the Wanling Star Region, Sun Qi, the elder of the Wuchen Star Bailing Sword Sect, has been stagnant for eight hundred years, and his lifespan will be exhausted.

​​

Bailing Jianzong is a major sect of kendo, and the inheritance of swordsmanship is extremely strong. Among them, three kinds of swordsmanship are known as the broken stars.

​​

Sun Qixiu is the swordsman of transforming spirits. The combination of sword and spirit can lead the power of heaven and earth to accompany him and transform into all beings.

​​

This swordsmanship, more approaching, is the top technique among magic swords.

​​

Comprehend fish spirit swordsmanship.

​​

Comprehend the flying bird sword art.

​​

…

​​

Han Muye raised the sword in his hand, and several white pigeons flew out and rammed towards the surrounding practitioners.

​​

Sword light, burst.

​​

After three days, Yuhong Xingwai was basically cleared.

​​

One person and one sword swept across the sky.

​​

Thousands of cultivators and countless monsters watched from afar, and no one wanted to be the next one to be killed by Han Muye's sword.

​​

This sword cultivator is too strong.

​​

Taking a look at those cultivators who did not dare to approach, Han Muye moved his feet, and his figure slowly crossed the sky and entered the Jade Rainbow Star.

​​

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for your help." A Taoist man in a jade-colored robe stepped forward and bowed.

​​

"Pindao Mingchenzi."

​​

The Taoist named Ming Chenzi was full of elixir, and his cultivation was already at the ninth level of leaving the body, and he was only a thin line away from the Divine Transformation Stage.

​​

But these great cultivators only dared to wait among the stars when Yuhongxing was besieged.

​​

Dan Xiu, the fighting method is too poor, if he dares to go out to the stars, he will definitely be besieged and perish.

​​

"I'm from the Profound Sky World, and my Profound Sky army will soon come to Yuhongxing." Han Muye nodded and looked at the Dan Xiu who rushed forward.

​​

These Dan Xiu had expressions of fear and tension on their faces.

​​

Hearing Han Muye's words, many people breathed a sigh of relief.

​​

Yuhongxing has always been an ally with Tianxuan. When Yuhongzi was there, the two forces had already formed an alliance, and the Tianxuan world had always made every effort to protect Yuhongxing's safety.

​​

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, I wonder what we can do?" An old man wearing a cyan robe with a gray beard looked at Han Muye and said softly.

​​

After Han Muye fell into the sky, the besieged practitioners in the void began to gather again.

​​

Han Muye looked back and said with a chuckle, "Do you have any used medicinal pills?"

​​

Refining waste pills?

​​

Han Muye's words made the faces of the great alchemists look dazed.

​​

Some people took out three or two gray-black pills, and some people took out a few ordinary grade six and five pills.

​​

Ordinary medicinal pills are considered waste refining?

​​

Han Muye glanced at the stars that were filled with elixir and fragrant, and a complex expression flashed on his face.

​​

Back then, when he wanted to find a pot that could refine the Longevity Pill in the Western Xinjiang, it took Bai Suzhen a lot of time to accumulate Qi Spirit Medicine.

​​

"First Evolution"

​​

If he had no shortage of elixir when he was in the Western Frontier, would he switch to alchemy?

​​

Reaching out his hand to take a waste pill of the seventh-rank Hemai Pill, Han Muye shook his hand and struck it out.

​​

The medicinal pill flew thousands of meters away, and the medicinal power burst out.

​​

"Boom—"

​​

The ten-zhang space burst into pieces.

​​

This is not very lethal, and it only looks like a cultivator who has just entered the foundation establishment shot a blow.

​​

But when this pill was thrown out, the eyes of many pill cultivators lit up.

​​

"When there are foreign enemies attacking, you can explode the pills."

​​

"Abandoned pills, pills of different quality can explode."

​​

Han Muye swept his gaze to the crowd, with a solemn expression on his face: "During the battle of Daoism, life and death are at stake. Pills and spirit medicines are all external things."

​​

"If you Dan Xiu on Yuhong Star can't protect yourself, we Tianxuan cultivators may not be able to help you with all your strength."

​​

His words changed the expressions of many people.

​​

But everyone knew that Han Muye was right.

​​

Dao struggle, life and death struggle, when it is really tragic, no one has the energy to protect outsiders.

​​

Not to mention protecting a group of dan cultivators.

​​

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry, there aren't many other things on my Yuhong Star, but more medicine pills." Mingchenzi stepped forward and held a golden medicine pill in his hand.

​​

The five-grade pills are of the highest quality.

​​

The corner of Han Muye's mouth twitched slightly.

​​

This pill is worth more than ten million spirit stones.

​​

Ming Chenzi didn't feel distressed at all, so he flew out of the sky, raised his hand and threw the golden medicinal pill into the distance.

​​

A powerful medicinal pill?

​​

This is, to attract yourself with medicinal pills, not to attack the stars?

​​

Those cultivators showed strange expressions on their faces.

​​

Don't say it, this is really a way.

​​

Isn't capturing this star just to get the medicine pills and elixir on it?

​​

If these alchemy practitioners are willing to use elixirs to redeem their lives, it is not impossible!

​​

"Haha, one five-grade pill, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can exchange the lives of three realm pills, and this rule will be set in the future."

​​

A cultivator of the three major Nascent Souls wearing a golden robe smiled and stretched out his hand to attract the golden pill to him.

​​

"Hmph, why can you take this medicine pill?" With a cold snort, someone raised their hand not far away, and the spirit light wrapped the medicine pill.

​​

"This pill is not bad, I have accepted it." On the other side, a black-robed demon cultivator spoke coldly, and a black light hit him.

​​

Not far away, several great cultivators flashed aura and flew over.

​​

Stealing medicinal pills?

​​

The practitioners on this Jade Rainbow Star clearly wanted to divide the people with medicinal pills, causing all parties to kill each other!

​​

"This is a plot of alienation!"

​​

Someone shouted.

​​

Many cultivators frowned and stared at the great cultivators who surrounded the medicine pill.

​​

A good method, a single pill can disintegrate the newly established alliance.

​​

A Nascent Soul Master frowned and shouted loudly, "Fellow fellows, don't argue about this pill, we should work together to make this—"

​​

Before he could finish his words, the golden elixir surrounded by several great cultivators burst into dazzling light.

​​

"Boom—"

​​

In a radius of hundreds of miles, the fireworks are brilliant.

​​

​​

​​