Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The reproduction ability of the black-armored demons was extremely strong. Over thousands of years, they quickly occupied the waters of the Eastern Sea and became a huge threat.

Now the black-armored demons had linked up with the demons of the Southern Wasteland and wanted to enter the Western Frontier.

The Spiritual Dao Sect was bold enough to form an alliance with the black-armored demons.

He was really not afraid that the black-armored demons would invade the Western Frontier.

There were still more than 20 Golden Lotus Seeds, but Han Muye still lacked some spiritual herbs to refine the Nine Revolutions Pill.

He would have to wait a few days for the spirit herbs from Green Ray Mountain to arrive.

There was also a Magnolia Fruit on the long table. It was a treasure that could increase wood attribute affinity.

After experiencing the affinity of the water and fire attributes, Han Muye had gained an understanding of how to use this fruit.

He only needed to gather the spiritual herbs he needed to refine the pill.

After counting the various treasures he had with him, Han Muye smiled.

He was pretty rich now.

With these treasures, it was enough to support his future cultivation.

After putting away all the treasures, his expression turned calm, and the aura on his body slowly converged.

“Boom!”

A loud bang resounded in his divine treasures.

The golden Spell of the Mortal World turned into a golden light, and all the divine soul swords shattered into threads.

Then, in his qi sea, the purple People’s Will qi collided. The spiritual qi in his dantian fused with the sword intent contained in it.

Since he wanted to re-cultivate, he would do it more thoroughly!

The Spell of the Mortal World belonged to the Confucian Dao Soul Cultivation Technique. The qi of the People’s Will was also the Confucian Dao. The sword of the soul, sword qi, and sword intent fused with the body. These belonged to the Profound Sun Technique.

Thinking of this, Han Muye felt a chill in his heart.

Unconsciously, most of what he cultivated came from the Central Continent and was created by the literary minister.

So he was Minister Wen’s lab rat?

Just as the Spell of the Mortal World and the sword exploded, Minister Wen, who was far away in the Central Continent, suddenly opened his eyes.

“Is there a problem with my cultivation, or did I sense something…”

Minister Wen lowered his head and looked at the book in front of him, his eyes shining.

“In the Dao of Civil and Martial Arts, can a sword cultivator and a Confucian cultivator be one?

“What a pity…”

The moment the Spell of the Mortal World and all the sword intent exploded, Han Muye felt a binding force dissipate around him.

This was a mysterious feeling.

For a moment, he could feel the power between heaven and earth like a net. He had been caught in the net and could not extricate himself.

“I see…”

After dissipating the cultivation technique he had cultivated previously, leaving only pure power in his body, Han Muye could be considered to have escaped the barriers.

Looking at the world in front of him, it seemed completely different.

“It turns out that in front of a true cultivator, all Dao is built by oneself, not painstakingly pursued.

“No wonder those experts would open up worlds everywhere and fight. So they were testing their own Great Dao.”

Whether it was his literary appearance or the almighty figure who had created the Nine Suns Technique, he had used a world as a chess piece and as a test subject to constantly perfect his Great Dao.

As long as the people in the world cultivated someone else’s Dao, they would never surpass the person who created this Great Dao.

“Therefore, Sword Venerable Yuan Tian chose to leave!”

Han Muye’s eyes lit up.

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian dispersed the sword orbs and left Tianxuan.

Minister Wen gave up on other cultivation methods and only cultivated Confucianism.

These great cultivators all had their own acuity.

“So, how do I fix it?”

Muttering softly, Han Muye’s gaze landed on the long table in front of him.

At this moment, the long table in front of him seemed to wake up.

A sapling sprouted and grew.

The lush trees swayed in the wind and rain.

There were insects biting, birds pecking, wind, rain, snow, and the scorching sun…

A hundred years later, the trees would reach the sky.

The insects and birds from back then would be long gone.

The wind, rain, and snow would continue, but they would not be able to shake the tree at all.

“Everything has its own way.

“What I cultivate is immortality. I have my own way of immortality!”

In an instant, Han Muye’s eyes lit up.

In his divine treasures, a dark golden stream of light exploded. His original divine soul had fused with the aura of the golden Great Spirit and the Spell of the Mortal World, turning into a golden long sword.

In his qi sea, a purple long sword was formed. The aura of hope attached to it and wrapped around it layer by layer.

In his dantian, the nine-layered cloud platform collapsed and turned into a green long sword. The 10 sword pills lingered in the surroundings.

The sword was the bones.

The sword was the will.

The sword was the soul!

The Confucian Daoism cultivators’ People’s Will and Great Spirit only lingered outside the long sword.

People wanted it too. Whether it was righteousness, one had to be outside one’s body. Naturally, one had to hide it outside one’s heart.

The Sword Dao was the bones, and the Confucian Doctrine was the skin.

The sword was the unyielding soul, and Confucianism was modest and kind.

The world was like a sword, fierce and resolute, unyielding.

He was a scholar, benevolent, magnanimous, and modest.

This was his own cultivation path.

In an instant, Han Muye’s aura suddenly changed.

The sharp sword intent was hidden in the heart of his body, emitting a humble and scholarly aura.

He was like jade, but his heart was like a sword!

The path of cultivation was to be firm and press forward.

This was the way of the world.

Cultivation, life, everything was the Great Dao!

“With the Great Dao as the foundation, this cultivation technique shall be called the Mystic Essence Dao Technique,” Han Muye muttered as a spiritual light appeared on his body.

At this moment, the Heavenly Mystic Realm seemed to have sensed something. The Great Dao trembled, and the Heaven Realm cultivators looked up in confusion.

Did an expert descend, or was it an attack from a great cultivator from outside the realm?

The ink brush in Minister Wen’s hand trembled, and he did not notice the ink dripping.

“In the end, we still can’t control the Western Frontier…”

Minister Wen raised his head. A trace of unwillingness and gratification flashed in his eyes.

“It’s rare to have a fellow Daoist accompany me…”

Han Muye did not come out of seclusion until a month later.

After receiving the spiritual herbs sent by Green Ray Mountain, he once again went into seclusion and opened the furnace. The Cloud Golden Lotus, who had reconstructed his spiritual root, was thrown into the furnace and refined three furnaces of nine Nine Revolutions Pills that shone with golden light.

Without hesitation, he swallowed six Nine Revolution Pills and reconstructed his Immortal Spiritual Root.

This time, he felt that there was no building without destruction.

The remodeled Immortal Spiritual Root seemed to be much stronger than before.

At the very least, when absorbing spiritual energy, the speed was faster and the refinement process was easier.

Half a month later, Han Muye came out of seclusion.

At this moment, his cultivation had already returned to the Earth Realm.

The fifth level of Spirit Awakening.

Immortal Spiritual Root.

In the divine treasure, there was a sword of divine soul that shone with golden light. It combined into one sword and split into 18 swords.

This sword of divine soul was fused with the Great Spirit. When the sword was used, it could directly cut through ghosts and demons. It was the most vigorous and righteous divine soul technique in the world.

In Han Muye’s qi sea, a huge sword stood up.

The sword was dark purple and shone with spiritual light.

When the swords were combined, they could kill Heaven Realm experts.

The sword was divided into 108 sword wills that could sweep through the Earth Realm.

Purple People’s Will emanated from it. If it was connected to the power of heaven and earth and triggered the Great Spirit in the divine treasures, a Heaven Realm cultivator would not dare to raise his head.

In comparison, the condensation of Han Muye’s body and the nourishment of the spiritual energy in his dantian were the weakest.

The physical body of the Earth Realm Spirit Awakening and the spiritual qi cultivation of the Earth Realm were far inferior to the increase in his combat strength.

“Senior Brother Han, Fairy Mu Wan of the Mu Family, Sixth Sister-in-law, and Miss Zhihu have come to visit.”

When Han Muye walked downstairs, Liu Hong went forward to report.

He leaned over and said in a low voice, “Storeowner Bai is here too. Tan Tan from Green Ray Mountain and Instructor Lin’s sister are all here.”

With that, he gave Han Muye a look. “Senior Brother, why don’t you go into seclusion again?”

Han Muye waved his hand, straightened his clothes, and walked out of the Sword Pavilion.

The wind rustles and the water turns cold.