Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

464. 9 Stage Sword Pavilion (13)

God, dead.

Han Muye’s voice fell, and Daoist’s expression changed.

Because, the space in the entire divine court treasure house revealed depression, and the meaning of ice cold was instantly clear.

The originally smiling Zhou Bangyu’s smile slowly subsided, and a trace of cold killing intent appeared on his body.

“Boy, the majesty of the Divine Court cannot be compromised. Even if you are a relative of the royal family and have an honorable background, you cannot slander the Divine Court, this official—”

Before Zhou Bangyu’s words were finished, Han Muye said again: “The Court of God is dead.”

This time, Zhou Bangyu’s caged hands began to tremble, and tremors were visible throughout his body and arms.

Blood slowly gleamed in his eyes, staring at Han Muye, behind him, a black scroll slowly unfolded.

“Forty-two thousand six hundred and seventy-one years, the emperor of God fell, the court of God collapsed, the treasure house I guarded fell apart, and I escaped from the court of God.”

“The Court of God is dead.”

Zhou Bang’s eyes were full of blood, and there was also a blood-colored breath surging on his body.

On the black scroll behind him, a series of powerful figures, towering mountains, and strange beasts were all displayed.

This picture seems to be an independent world.

It’s just that the breath in this picture is all dark, revealing a strange power.

“Why didn’t you tell this official that you are a child of the Cao family?”

“Why don’t you tell this officer that Uncle Cao Guo is just Closed Door Training, and he hasn’t fallen?”

“Why did you bring the straw whip, but you have no reverence for the court of God in your heart!”

The picture scroll behind Zhou Bangyu was completely unfolded, and a black figure stepped out, holding a long black knife in his hand, flying towards Han Muye and beheading him!

This knife, did not keep it!

Compared with the swords in the hands of the previous golden armor generals, this sword is faster and more powerful, and the killing intent is more solid.

In front of this knife, the mountains and mountains will be smashed into pieces!

Daoist Daoist wanted to rush forward, but was imprisoned by the great force.

He couldn’t understand, the owner of his family said something else casually, and dealt with it.

This old man obviously has a problem with his head. Could it be that his master is also, what?

It’s terrifying…

“Om-”

Han Muye suddenly raised his head when the long knife was about to face him.

The chains imprisoned on his body directly turned into a big blue hand, pinching the black long knife and the black figure.

“Boom.”

The long sword and the figure were all shattered, and then turned into a black breath and returned to the picture scroll.

Zhou Bangyu had a look of surprise on his face, looking at Han Muye.

“The formation here is fairly complete. It took me more time to grab the control of the formation.”

Han Muye moved his body slightly and spoke softly.

Take control of the formation!

Han Muye raised his hand, and a dark golden rune gathered in his palm.

This rune reflects the power in the entire divine court treasury, and vibrates gently.

“Master Zhou, if it weren’t for the collapse of the divine court, the collapse of your Cultivation Base beliefs, and the loss of your soul, you would not have been manipulated by that picture and gave up your guard duty.”

A trace of regret appeared on Han Muye’s face, and he turned to look at a long case not far away.

The cyan Immortal Qi surged, and after the long case, a dry bone emerged.

Blue robe, black gauze cap.

“How come, this official Cultivation Base has reached the sky, how can he die?”

“Impossible, this official has already stepped through the realm of heaven, crossed the realm of immortals, got out of Karma Samsara, and became the realm of Heavenly Venerate, immortal and indestructible…”

Zhou Bangyu whispered, but there was a blue Immortal Qi on his body that seemed to ignite, wrapping his whole body and burning it.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a golden thunder light hit him.

“boom–”

Thunder suppressed the cyan Immortal Qi and entangled them together.

Wrapped in thunder light, the blood in Zhou Bangyu’s eyes receded a little, and there was a hint of sadness on his face, and there was a sense of relief.

“Actually, I know that Uncle Cao and the others have the heart to betray the divine court. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have sent the straw whip and a few treasures out.”

“It’s just that there is no way to practice, there is no way in Immortal World, our way of practice is cut off, where is the hope…”

Looking up and looking at Han Muye, Zhou Bangyu had a smile on his face.

“You’re not bad, your mental Cultivation Base has a good understanding.”

“If you go to Immortal World one day, please show me.”

His figure slowly turned into nothingness, leaving only the blue-gray ink pen, and the grass-driving whip that he had previously blocked quietly suspended in the air.

The black picture scroll was also slowly rolled up and turned into a scroll.

Han Muye stretched out his hand to put away the straw whip, and then drew the ink pen and scroll.

“Shanhe Pen.”

“Society map.”

When Spiritual Qi and Sword Qi were poured into these two treasures, Han Muye whispered.

No less than the two treasures of the grass whip.

The mountain and river brush is filled with the power of heaven and earth gathered by the gods in the past, and the will of the endless world is the edge. Between the dots, there are mountains and rivers.

The map of Sheji draws all living beings in this world into the map, which can seal the world of the ten directions and absorb the power of Star.

The mountain and river pens are stored in the treasure house of Shenting, guarded and managed by the treasure houses of Shenting in the past dynasties, while the map of the society is hidden in the treasure house.

When Zhou Bangyu fell with this treasure house, his soul shook and his beliefs collapsed, but he did not choose to use his body to merge into the formation and control the treasure house. Instead, he chose Shanhebi and Shejitu.

Obviously, he also wanted to escape.

I just didn’t expect that he gave up the formation, but was killed by the formation, leaving a trace of resentment in the treasure house, and could not wander for countless years.

Shanhe Pen is fine, as long as it is refined, its power can be exerted by a few percent.

As for the Sheji map, although it is a treasure, it is difficult to refine because it has been contaminated with Zhou Bangyu’s grievances for countless years.

However, it can be used as a Devil Dao treasure.

This thing falls into Huang Laoliu’s hands, I am afraid that suppressing Tianzun will be light.

Putting away the two treasures, Han Muye just looked up and looked around.

The immortal pattern in his palm vibrated, the halo circulated throughout the treasury, all the smoke and dust dissipated, the immortal light and Spiritual Qi interlaced, transparent and crystal clear, as if alive.

The endless flash of aura made Daoist unable to open his eyes.

“This place is good, really good.”

Daoist murmured with a dull look in his eyes.

Such a place is exactly what he desires…

“Wuyuan Sand, Sanhe Jade, Jiuling Heming Iron…”

“Rolling the spirit beads, breaking the golden water, the blood of the white feather golden hall…”

Looking at each label and touching each treasure, Daoist feels that he can stay in this place for a lifetime.

Han Muye shook his head, walked to the long desk, bowed to Zhou Bangyu’s remains, raised his hand, wrapped it in a fairy pattern, turned it into a blue bead and put it away.

Zhou Bangyu said that if Han Muye goes to Immortal World, take him to see it.

Putting away the remains, Han Muye picked up the book on the long case.

There are formation bans, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the books in this treasure house of the gods are still well preserved.

Of course, a book with warm tentacles is a treasure in itself.

Opening the book, it can be seen that it records the various treasures included in the treasure house of Shenting.

As the guardian of the treasury, Zhou Bangyu naturally has a general record of the various treasures in the treasury. The entire treasure house is divided into ten Second Stage areas, each of which is divided into various levels, divided by formations, and can be broken and separated everywhere at critical times.

Complete formation protection requires the guidance of Immortal Qi and the correct method of opening formation, otherwise, 90% of the treasures in the treasury will be destroyed.

The booklet on the long case not only records the treasures collected in each area, but also speculates on the scattered places hand-painted by Zhou Bangyu.

It seems that at the time, Zhou Bangyu had already thought of leaving this treasure house.

This treasure house numbered Jiashen contains a total of 3.56 million treasures of various levels.

The lowest level is the premium Spirit Stones, with a total of 500,000 yuan.

Judging from the records in the archives, 500,000 pieces of top-quality Spirit Stones should be treasured in every treasure house.

500,000 pieces of top-quality Spirit Stones are completely enough for practice.

Han Muye’s face showed joy.

“Nine Yuan Sword Pagoda?” In the treasure house, a fairy treasure second only to the ultimate treasure caught Han Muye’s attention.

Divine Sense swept over, and he sensed the appearance of the Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda recorded in the book.

In the attic of Ninth Stage, aura and Sword Qi shine, and in every First Stage, there is a sword raising platform that warms up swords.

Isn’t this the Ninth Stage sword pavilion?

Divine Intent swept over, Han Muye found that in the treasure house of the divine court, there used to be four nine-yuan sword towers in the Ninth Stage building, and there were several Seventh Stage’s sword towers, and now there is only one sword tower in the Ninth Stage.

“Yangwei General Shao Yuan.”

“Guangfa Tianzun Duan Chengzi.”

There is another one, Han Muye did not find the record of receiving the sword tower.

I don’t know if it was deliberately erased, or there are other reasons.

“That is to say, the strong man who was in charge of the Ninth Stage sword pavilion in the last three days was either Duan Chengzi, the Tianzun Guangfa, or the Yangwei General Shao Yuan, or their successor. Of course, it may also be the third.”

It is not difficult to find out who it is. The first two have a background in the court of God, and there must be someone who knows them.

Moreover, there are also records of the collection of sword towers from several other Seventh Stages.

“Interesting, according to the record, in the treasure house of Dangyouyou, there is also a Seventh Stage sword tower.”

The Seventh Stage Sword Pagoda is already the pinnacle of Lingbao. With its warm-raising swords and kendo power, it can fight against Tianzun.

In the past three days, the Ninth Stage sword tower did not go out, and it was the big sword cultivators who were in charge of the Seventh Stage tower to suppress the kendo of the Xianyuan world.

Putting away the book, Han Muye turned to look forward.

Daoist Daoist is still searching around excitedly, remembering all kinds of treasures.

“It’s posted, this time it’s really posted…”

Daoist muttered in his mouth, holding a few treasures in his hand and not letting go, his eyes were full of misty colors.

Han Muye ignored him, just moved his body, passed through the layers of wooden frames, and landed in front of a three-meter-high platform.

On the high platform, a golden aura locked the Ninth Stage sword tower, which was half a zhang high and three feet in a circle.

Han Muye refined Third Stage’s sword pavilion in Jiuxuan Mountain, and Liukui pavilion in Broken Star Island.

This Ninth Stage sword tower has the same appearance as the Third Stage sword pavilion and Liukui pavilion, but the kendo halo flashing on it is too clear and rich.

When he was refining Liukui Pavilion, Han Muye had seen the Ninth Stage sword pavilion controlled by Power for three days in the memory of that sword pavilion.

It is the appearance of the sword tower in front of him.

Before the high platform, there is an introduction about the sword tower.

Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda, Immortal World Jiuyuan Xianzong Kendo inheritance, together with the Immortal World inheritance of the thirty-seven paths of Shenting, belongs to the practice method that can directly enter the Immortal World.

In this Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda, there are all kinds of swordsmanships in the world. When the cultivation is complete, he will ascend to the Immortal Stage and enter the Immortal World, becoming a disciple of the Immortal Sect.

There are thirty-eight paths of divine court inheritance, plus the divine emperor himself, there are thirty-nine paths in total, each of which is said to be able to enter the Immortal World.

However, since ancient times, Shengxiantai was closed to the town, and no one has entered the Immortal World for thousands of years.

Even the news of Immortal World has not been passed back half a minute.

Whether these Immortal World inheritances are true or false, and whether they can really enter the Immortal World Sect, no one knows.

Han Muye stepped onto the high platform, raised his hand and landed on the mask.

The golden mark on the palm shattered the mask, and the palm touched the nine-story sword tower.

Sword Ray shone, and Han Muye’s figure was instantly submerged by the shadow of the sword.

In front of him, countless long swords stabbed.

“Om-”

Without hesitation, the long sword flew out from the sword box behind him, the two swords were in his hand, the sword shadows flew, and all incoming swords were blocked by the sword edge.

Within three feet, I am invincible.

The two swords turned into halos, and none of the Sword Rays could penetrate three feet in front of him.

At this moment, Han Muye’s eyes shone brightly.

The kendo will that resides in the Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda is left behind by its countless senior masters. These Sword intents are all Sword Techniques that swept the world in ancient times.

At this time, he seemed to be fighting against countless ancient swordsmen, and when Sword Ray shined, he figured out a set of ancient swordsmanship.

In the world of swordsmanship, there are ten thousand swords.

The more swordsmanship Han Muye comprehends, the stronger his own strength is, and the swordsmanship is in his hands.

“Dangdangdang-”

The broken Sword Ray hit back on the sword tower, and the sword tower was slowly lit up.

Daoist, who was looking for treasure in the distance, raised his head, and then stared at Han Muye’s long sword, slowly pressing over Jiange Sword Ray, and kept hitting back.

“This guy is a sword madman…”

Daoist murmured and turned to look elsewhere.

The shining Sword Ray almost blinded him.

The master’s swordsmanship has surpassed to the point where he cannot perceive it.

He didn’t know what kind of help he could give his master besides being useful in treasure hunting.

Could it be that he was abandoned again by Daoist, just like Jianwan was abandoned by Yuan Tianjianzun?

Feeling a little lost, Daoist looked down at the wooden frame in front of him.

On the wooden stand, a bluish-yellow aura flashed.

“Earth marrow, this treasure, if it can be refined, the power of the earth attribute will have unexpected changes…” Daoist’s eyes lit up, and he quietly reached out.

On the high platform in the distance, the first floor of the sword tower in front of Han Muye has been completely lit up.

Han Muye could feel that he had a little bit of control over the Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda.

Much closer.

In his hands, Sword Ray kept on, starting from passive defense and slowly turning into active attack.

The sword shadow shines, and every sword strikes on the sword tower, it can resonate.

The speed of the sword tower being lit is also getting faster and faster.

From the lowest-level swordsmanship to the avenue of swords that integrates the will of kendo and controls time and space, from the basic swordsmanship of stabbing, sweeping and slashing, to kendo breaking…

The second floor of the sword tower lights up.

The third floor of the sword tower lights up.

…

On the eighth floor of the sword tower, the rising light suddenly stopped.

One more inch, and the entire sword tower is illuminated to the ninth floor.

But at this moment, the two swords in Han Muye’s hand stopped slowly.

All the swordsmanship he has cultivated has been performed.

Looking at the sword tower in front of him, which is very close, but there is a slight gap, a halo in Han Muye’s eyes flowed.

Someone in the world can refine the sword tower into the Ninth Stage, why can’t he, Han Muye?

Sword, lift up.

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