Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

393, Wenyuan Pavilion Tao Zhixing (22 Chapter)

A disciple of the Expanding Aperture Fifth Stage cultivator disappeared back then. He thought he fell into the endless sea and never returned.

The gray-robed middle-aged man had a sarcastic look on his face, and sneered, “That’s all right, all of Shattered Star Island know that my Seven Lights Pavilion’s 30,000 Spirit Orbs have been asked to kill by the Death Tower, and I was subcontracted by 300 Spirit Orbs.”

The person in front of him is Tao Zhixing, who has promised the endless sea three thousand miles to be unhappy!

This is a big favor.

This time, in the Liukuige Kendo trial, they and Han Muye can only come out one.

But the curtain not only separates the heaven and the earth, but also encloses the endless sea like a dam.

Shao Tianyi raised his brows and nodded in response.

While speaking, he raised his hand to lead Yu Feng Lin and Yu Qingzhu upstairs.

These big things, how can a little Han Muye do?

In the distance, above the sky, there is lightning flashing.

Half a day later, the shocking news came.

But Zuo Tianya and the others didn’t report it immediately, so it was a missed opportunity if the Seven Lights Pavilion didn’t deal with the matter early.

“Dao struggle.”

The army like the tide killed one, and finally went away.

This is the death order!

Great cultivator breakthrough.

The entire Broken Star Island was in an uproar.

In other words, the old man who handed over the sword to Feng Lin was a Taoist-level Power.

Jin Yufeng, known as the Seven Luminaries Broken Soul Sword.

At Yujingjianpu, Han Muye, who had set up the Heart Refinement Sword Formation, was much more relaxed.

A sword that can be exactly the same is the best choice for a sword formation.

Talking to a smart person is so easy, you can let the other party know that there is an endless sea behind you without breaking it.

But as Li Mingtu said, these rumors don’t really matter.

“Pavilion Master, rest assured.” Zuo Tianya cupped his hands and took a deep breath: “The prestige of my Seven Lights Sword Sect must be wiped off with the blood of the enemy.”

Hearing Han Muye’s words, Yu Fenglin was stunned for a moment, and laughed out loud.

This is the master of Fenglin Sword Furnace, Yu Fenglin, the Great Master of Qi Dao, who has personally refined several Magic Treasures.

“So, Shui Ling Palace wants to trouble me?” On the second floor of Yujing Jianpu, Han Muye looked at Xu Chuanhe with a dignified face.

Otherwise, it would be the Seven Lights Pavilion, not the Liukui Pavilion, that swallowed the property of the deadly building and gained fame!

What?

This overhaul of the Heavenly Realm Expanding Aperture who joined the Seven Lights Pavilion halfway through has an indescribable combat power.

Behind Wenyuan Pavilion is the Jinnan Star Region where Confucianism and Taoism flourished.

With a wave of his hand, ten identical swords appeared in front of Feng Lin.

But this phantom directly caused Han Muye’s mind to collapse.

“A mere nameless person can crush you. Expanding Aperture overhaul can’t raise his head, he can only run for his life. You dare to attract Fragment Star Island for such a person.”

For example, to form a sword formation, the closer the strength of the swords required, the better.

Swords are trained in the hands of Jianxiu to kill the enemy.

With a smile on Han Muye’s face, cupped hands said, “Junior Han Muye, I have seen the old man.”

“Do you want to buy swords or calligraphy and painting?”

It seems that the Xianyuan World, the Endless Sea, and all the creatures in the star field are all captive.

After all, asking an ordinary sword shop shopkeeper to comment on the sword is completely different from handing over your own saber to a great cultivator.

The owner of the Seven Lights Pavilion, the great cultivator, Li Mingtu.

He scolded a few words to dispel the anger of the pavilion master, and the matter was probably all right.

Wenyuan Pavilion, one of the fifteenth floors of the Three Palaces and Seven Pavilions, has several great cultivators in power, with Tao Zhixing, a Confucian and Taoist power, as the pavilion owner.

“It’s useless to be ignorant.”

On Li Mingtu, the unique power of the divine soul that belonged to the cultivator of the Great Deity Transformation oscillated, making Zuo Tianya and Zhu Ignore pale.

It’s just that Jinnan Xingyu is willing to participate, and Han Muye is not sure.

That is, the one who is happy to ask?

“Zuo Tianya, you have been on the Broken Star Island for thousands of years. You are still the top powerhouse in my Seven Lights Pavilion, and you have forgotten this common sense? You also have 30,000 Spirit Orbs, please assassinate the Death Tower.”

Seven Lights Pavilion.

The owner of the deadly building, Zhai Linyang, was even more unreserved when he was intercepted, and publicized the various tasks that the deadly building took over.

Yes, this time, Liu Kui Pavilion, who has always been forbearing, came forward in a high-profile manner. Whether it was destroying the death-defying tower or setting up a heart-refining formation, they all had their shadows.

Han Muye turned his head to look at the pagoda post, his mind turned.

Within three days, everyone on Broken Star Island talked about how much evil the Deadly Building had done.

“However, it would be great if my two children had the opportunity to study…”

Han Muye didn’t know where the dam was, but he saw the endless sea, the debris of the wilderness, and the world of Ninth Stage.

Of course, this excludes the existence of experts in the endless sea.

This means-

Even if the death-defying building dies, he has no threat to his life, but his obsession with this swordsmanship is even more.

“If possible,” he paused, narrowed his eyes, and said lightly, “Resolve your grievances with Han Muye in the kendo trial.”

His words made the old man’s eyes light up, and the boy following him looked at Shao Tianyi curiously.

Dao struggle is dangerous, not everyone will be involved.

Sitting down opposite, Yu Fenglin took out an ancient bronze sword after a few words of greeting.

“Shame.”

Zuo Tianya stood there, a look of chagrin flashed across his face.

“Senior, do you want to study the refining method of this sword?”

Zuo Tianya Cultivation Base is comparable to it, but it is no match for the opponent’s strange swordsmanship.

“boom–”

But just before the picture disappeared, Han Muye saw the phantom of an old man wearing a green robe.

Seeing Han Muye’s expression, Yu Fenglin smiled even more.

A picture appeared before his eyes.

They can’t hurt these big forces in the slightest.

The advice of a great cultivator may last him a lifetime.

Just on the turbulent opportunity on the Broken Star Island, above the sea, there was a roar that shook the sky.

When this news came out, there were big cultivators coming one after another, and some people really saw the shadows of their disciples, brothers, and even their relatives in the illusion of those swords.

This matter was reported by Yu Qingzhu, the granddaughter of Yu Fenglin, the eldest miss of the Yu family.

Two brothers, you look at me, and I look at you, both grinning.

“Miss Yu.” Zeng Daniel shouted at the door.

Han Muye slowly released his hand and looked at Yu Fenglin.

This is a strong man who roams the Broken Star Island with swords and competes with other major forces.

A light flashed in Han Muye’s eyes.

On the terrace of the high pavilion, a young man in a jade-colored robe looked indifferent, watching the clouds gather and disperse in the distance.

“Beyond the dam, what kind of world is it?”

Confucianism and Taoism are also prosperous in the Profound Sky World.

Shao Tianyi bowed excitedly, Tao Zhixing stretched out his hand and patted Shao Tianyi’s shoulder: “It’s easier to know than to do it, see more and practice more, practice, just bow your head, raise your head, and you will realize it before you know it.”

In the endless sea, there are not only Tianzun, but also Taoist ancestors.

But the shopkeeper said that those in the store with a hi-inquiry label are priced at more than 30 million Spirit Stones.

The words were full of ridicule and ridicule, but Zuo Tianya did not dare to refute.

Unexpectedly, among the killer swords in the death-defying building, the great cultivator accidentally saw the scene of his disciple being assassinated.

Hearing his words, the old man smiled, looked around, pointed his finger to the pagoda post with Yan Zhenqing and said, “Help me ask your shopkeeper how to sell this picture.”

As for the Han Muye from Yujingjianpu, in the eyes of the big forces, he was just the one who was pushed by the Liukui Pavilion in the foreground.

With a soft sound, the image in Han Muye’s mind disappeared.

After all, the relationship between the sword stove and the sword shop is a win-win situation.

The long sword started to sink slightly, and a trace of cold seeped out.

With a smile on his face, Yu Fenglin swept his gaze across the surrounding wooden shelves and then landed on the paintings and calligraphy on the wall.

Come to think of it, Yu Fenglin wouldn’t let himself judge these.

“Om-”

“Okay, I haven’t entered school, but I can learn and teach.”

At this time, on the top of the seven-story pavilion, Zhu Ignore and Zuo Tianya stood in front, restraining their breath.

Or human.

if it is possible?

Created by the Seven Lights Sword Sect, a major force on the Broken Star Island.

For some things, rumors are rumors, and facts are rumors.

In front of him stood an old man in a robe, with a boy by his side.

After a long time on Broken Star Island, he knows more and more things. Especially recently, Xu Chuanhe, a senior from the Jiange Pavilion, gave him advice. He also knew a lot about the forces behind the various forces on Broken Star Island.

The person in front of him is probably not an ordinary person.

At the original sword review meeting, Han Muye of Yujing Sword Shop suggested that the refining master He Yuhu personally refine it.

Han Muye was not surprised by Feng Lin’s arrival.

Because the other party is the powerhouse of the Seven Lights Pavilion, second only to Li Mingtu.

If there is such a person, I am afraid that the entire Fragment Star Island will be treated seriously, like a great enemy.

“This method of smelting and pouring has some merits.”

Powerful to the Xianyuan world, the endless sea, and even the wild waste seem to be harvested by it.

Zuo Tianya and Zhu ignored Li Mingtu’s reprimand and did not dare to refute them at all, and they all bowed their heads and said nothing.

Afraid that the trouble is not big enough!

“If you want to read and write, you can come to my Wenyuan Pavilion if you have time.”

Han Muye’s eyes widened.

The old man held the sword, looked at it, and threw it to Yu Fenglin.

One of the deadly buildings on the fifteenth floor of the Three Palaces and Seven Pavilions, this ending is over, and there is no chance for a comeback.

Han Muye’s eyes flashed.

“Haha, the shopkeeper Han is a young Yingjie, and he is incomparable. I really can’t compare with this old man.”

“The dam…”

No wonder Feng Lin came to visit today. It turned out that he knew that Gu Qianshan’s breakthrough was imminent.

Seven days later, Zhai Linyang, the owner of the deadly building, was besieged and killed by thirteen great cultivators, and his death was endless.

“boom–”

Which practitioner, who has only come to Broken Star Island for less than half a year, dares to face the three palaces, seven pavilions and fifteenth floor directly, and directly destroy one of the forces?

The idea of the Thousand Machine Sword seems to have been adopted by the Endless Sea?

Whether it is the Seven Lights Pavilion here or the Seven Lights Sword Sect that is thousands of miles away, they are all powerful forces.

Zeng Daniu nodded and walked over.

He knew Tao Zhixing in front of him.

Relying on a Magic Treasures Falling Cloud Sword in his hand, Li Mingtu was in the top ten on the Broken Star Island.

It was an abrasive tool as thick as a mountain, with grooves on it, each time it was pressed, ten long swords took shape.

Zeng Daniel scratched his head a little embarrassedly: “You know, old man, I have been fishing since I was a child, and I am illiterate…”

After speaking, Tao Zhixing led the boy out of the Yujing Sword Shop with a smile.

The meeting of sword reviews, the destruction of the fatal building, the establishment of sword arrays to train the heart, and the recent major events on the Broken Star Island are almost all related to the shopkeeper of Yujing Sword Shop.

Han Muye turned his head and saw Yu Qingzhu walking slowly into the store, accompanied by a grey-haired old man.

“It’s not helpful for seniors to improve their refining level.”

Does this kind of method exist in the world of practice?

“The most profound Confucianism and Taoism on Broken Star Island is Wenyuange Tao Zhixing fellow daoist. If Han Xiaoyou is also good at this, the old man can recommend it on his behalf.”

Seeing Shao Tian’s look, the old man stroked his beard lightly and said with a chuckle, “Old man Tao Zhixing, tell the shopkeeper of your shop that you can come and sit at my Wenyuan Pavilion in your spare time.”

Baize Lion Yu, a rising star of the endless sea power, defeated the young palace master of the Shui Ling Palace with a sword of a thousand machines, forcing him to abandon his sword and admit defeat.

Jin Yufeng laughed and didn’t speak again.

“Hehe, little brother is so fascinated by this calligraphy and painting, I don’t know if I can gain something?” The old man looked at Shao Tianyi with a smile and asked.

“Brother Shao, Brother Shao—” Zeng Daniel’s voice came, making Shao Tianyi, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the sword character, come back to his senses.

What’s more, being ridiculed by the other party today is better than being punished by the pavilion master?

“The old man said, what kind of refiner is he who can make swords exactly the same.”

He’s a swordsman…

“Okay, Jin Yufeng, you don’t have to pretend to be a good person here.” Li Mingtu, the pavilion owner standing by the terrace, turned around and said lightly.

The pavilion master is the one Zuo Tianya really fears.

Wenyuan Pavilion!

Hearing his words, Han Muye cupped hands with a smile: “Thank you senior.”

Han Muye saw a sky that seemed to cut off the Western Frontier in Tianxuan Zhongzhou.

Fewer people came to the store, business was poor, Zeng Daniel was a little worried, Shao Tianyi was happy to take a break, and Insight before the sword words that Han Muye re-written.

Shao Tian nodded and said: “The harvest is very big, this word seems to be imprinted in my heart.”

really.

Is this kind of thing they can mix?

In the sword shop, they happened to meet Fenglin Sword Furnace Yu Fenglin, who was chatting with the owner of the sword shop, and the three of them chatted happily.

With a roar, the sword appeared.

But today, both of them are uneasy.

In the past, it was their honor to be able to come to the top of the Seven Lights Pavilion and meet the pavilion master.

In his eyes, there was a bright light.

When Tao Zhixing turned around and walked to the counter, he saw that there was a pen and ink in front of Zeng Daniu, and there were untidy handwriting on the scroll.

At present, the person who has the most chance to make breakthroughs is probably the master of craftsmanship, Gu Qianshan, right?

However, it was also somewhat damaged. The owner of this sword fell into the endless sea.

“Do the repair practitioners in the mere dams dare to spy on them?”

Isn’t He Yuhu taking the chalcedony essence to refine the sword array?

“Wrong, the mistake is that since the death-defying building has fallen, you don’t report it, and this pavilion master misses a good opportunity.”

“That, didn’t it come just now…” Zeng Daniel turned his head blankly to look at Shao Tianyi.

Miss Yu Jia also said that Han Muye, the shopkeeper of Yujing Sword Shop, was invited to participate in the kendo trial of Liukui Pavilion, and she would also go with him at that time.

“Never read?” Tao Zhixing whispered.

Zeng Daniu looked up and looked around, then shook his head and said, “I want to learn to refine.”

“Little friend, I don’t know if you can help me see, what’s so strange about this sword?”

Xu Chuanhe nodded.

“kill.”

“Everyone who can stand out in the Taoism struggle is a real strong man.”

On Broken Star Island, only Wenyuan Pavilion has a Confucian and Taoist background.

Tao Zhixing, the pavilion owner of Wenyuan Pavilion, is a great cultivator of Confucianism and Taoism, and has already condensed his own Taoism.

“The advantage is that many swords can be formed at one time, but the disadvantage is that such swords cannot be of high quality.”

Among them, there was Zuo Tianya’s murder of 30,000 Spirit Orbs, but it was subcontracted by 300 Spirit Orbs, which was laughable.

Does this count as a disaster?

Sword formation?

Between the three palaces, seven pavilions and the fifteenth floor, there were all mutual assassinations. There were unexpected backstabs between the forces of various sizes, regardless of whether they were close or distant.

The great power naturally has the arrogance of the great power.

Isn’t this fun?

If the two parties can join forces, they will have a better chance of winning.

A killer who can’t see tomorrow, a fisherman who is precarious, has the qualifications to speak in front of Confucianism and Taoism, and was invited to read and read at Wenyuan Pavilion.

These swordsmen wear black leather armor and are tall and straight.

Shao Tianyi also said that this man wanted to buy Yan Zhenqing’s handwritten book.

In the center of the city, there is a seven-story pavilion with extraordinary momentum.

After that, the swords were divided into the hands of each sword cultivator.

Shao Tian nodded, bowed and said, “Thank you sir for your guidance.”

Han Muye recalled, shook his head and said, “From what I’ve surmised, this sword was cast by smelting all the spiritual materials and pouring it without tempering.”

“If you want to judge the sword, you need to wait for the shopkeeper to leave the customs.” Shao Tianyi stood up and spoke softly.

He also did not expect that Han Muye would set up a killing intent sword formation, attracting the attention of countless practitioners.

When he pressed the hilt of the sword, he could feel a faint spirituality revealed in the sword.

The big cultivator swore to destroy the deadly building.

Hearing his words, Tao Zhixing smiled even more.

Business.

As soon as the sword formation came out, it trained the mind and benefited countless practitioners, but the second point was that the evil deeds committed by the deadly building were exposed in the open, and there was no way to turn around.

Shao Tianyi waved his hand.

“Wenyuan Pavilion to study, this is a good opportunity, do you want to go?” Shao Tianyi looked at Zeng Daniel.

Han Muye smiled wryly.

——————

Criticize the sword.

Sure enough, after more than half an hour, the thunder light dissipated, and the first person Gu Qianshan, the newly promoted Great Master, visited, was Yujingjianpu.

“Zuo Tianya, Zhu Ignore, this time Liukui Pavilion will start the kendo trial, you can go there in person.” Li Mingtu took out a jade-colored invitation and said.

The words of Li Mingtu of the Seven Lights Pavilion have always been fulfilled.

Han Muye was equally happy on his face.

The middle-aged man in gray robe standing behind Li Mingtu had a cold face and spoke in a deep voice.

“My Seven Lights Pavilion is going to kill, it doesn’t matter how I act.” Li Mingtu’s eyes fell on Zuo Tianya and Zhu Ignore, showing pride in his indifference.

“Brother Qianshan’s breakthrough is all thanks to the little friend…” Yu Fenglin with his hands behind his back laughed.

Both Han Muye and Yu Fenglin stood up and walked to the window.

…

Shui Yue’er, the young master of Shui Ling Palace, returned with serious injuries. Shui Ling Palace healed her injuries in the forbidden area of Shui Ling Palace. It is said that the foundation of Cultivation Base was seriously damaged.

Yu Fenglin nodded solemnly.

Han Muye clenched his hand tightly, and the faint Sword Qi poured into the sword body, and a crisp sword chant sounded.

Thousand Machine Sword.

Until one day, this sword cultivator rushed into a light curtain along with the tidal sword cultivator army.

When Han Muye went downstairs, Shao Tianyi and Zeng Daniel talked about the invitation from Wenyuange Tao Zhixing.

Last time, it was Tianxuan Daozu who made the picture in his mind collapse.

The kind of force that can cast countless swords at one time and train practitioners in large numbers is extremely powerful.

When he returned from the store to the Shuizhai fishing village, he took Tao Zhixing’s carriage and chatted all the way.

“Jia Wu will leave Yulan Street in a few days, Daniel, go to his side to see if you need any help.” Shao Tianyi smiled and pointed to the shop next door.

Because of his entanglement with the Death Tower, outsiders also know his name as a great cultivator of kendo, and there are fewer people who ask him to comment on swords.

On a large island that stretches for thousands of miles, the big city is magnificent, and there are countless swordsmen.

After the sword is formed, whether it is seal engraving rune or sharpening of the blade, there are ten handles and one hundred handles at a time.

How can you bear such hatred?

Han Muye didn’t mention the reward, nodded with a smile, and took the sword.

The sword is three feet long and weighs three hundred and fifty-two catties, made of Hanyuan fine iron.

Zeng Daniel’s face was blank, and he turned to look at Shao Tianyi, who was also blank.