Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"Actually, the people guarding the Golden Palace in Wulingzhou have roughly estimated his military exploits."

Above the attic, an old man wearing official robes whispered.

These words made everyone around him curious.

"If he doesn't reunite with the Tianzhen Sword Sect, he will at least be the commander and even the war lord guarding the Golden Palace."

"But if he wants to reunite with the Tianzhen Sword Sect, I'm afraid," the current old man said softly with a trace of doubt on his face, "I'm afraid he can only be a partial general."

Reunite the Tianzhen Sword Sect!

Everyone around him fell silent.

They had all seen the long sword that spanned the world, so they naturally knew that Han Muye was going to reunite the Thirty-six Sword Sect.

So many disciples and so many inheritors of Zhentian Sword Sect who were scattered back then are now gathering here from all directions.

Is it possible for Han Muye not to reunite with the Tianzhen Sword Sect now?

"Buzz——"

There was a loud sound in the distant hall.

A voice came out.

"Han Muye, military merit, 9.83652 billion!"

Nearly 10 billion military merits!

Even though they had expected it, everyone was still stunned when they heard this number.

Whether it was the practitioners in the square nearby or the county officials in the attic in the distance, they all looked dull.

Han Muye held his identity jade tag and walked out of the hall slowly.

"Han Shuai!"

"Han Shuai!"

All around, there were shouts and shouts.

"A battle to become a prince!"

"A battle to become a prince!"

The sky filled with shouts and shouts!

With tens of billions of military achievements, he will definitely become a prince in one battle!

In the attic, several county officials looked at each other, straightened their clothes, and walked out quickly.

On them, the power of heaven and cause and effect surged.

If they weren't here, the soldiers in the square who had returned from the battle to conquer the sky were all highly cultivated, and these few county officials could suppress one party.

"Congratulations to Marshal Han for winning the title of Marquis."

"Congratulations to Han Shuai for winning the title of Marquis!"

Several county officials bowed to Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded and looked around: "I have already reported the general's merits, let's wait for the Immortal Dynasty to make arrangements."

"According to the practice of the Immortal Dynasty, the official rank corresponding to the military merits in the Battle of Heaven will not be delayed."

Holding up the Heaven-Suppressing Seal in his hand, Han Muye looked calm on his face: "I also asked to reunite with the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Sect."

"According to the rules of the Immortal Dynasty, by holding this seal, I am qualified to become one of the three commanders of the Tianzhen Guard."

Zhentian Seal.

Commander of the Zhentian Guard!

Above the square, there was a gasp of cold air.

Han Muye really wants to reunite with the Tianzhen Sword Sect!

Don’t you understand why the Tianzhen Sword Sect collapsed back then?

Immortal dynasty is afraid.

Complex eyes looked at Han Muye.

There were also surprises and blazing eyes looking at Han Muye.

Those swordsmanship practitioners whose bodies were filled with sword intent were full of excitement at this time.

Is the family legacy finally going to be reunited?

"I will go to the former site of the Tian Zhen Sword Sect's mountain gate in Yuxu Mountain. Three years later, the Tian Zhen Sword Sect's reestablishment ceremony will be held."

Han Muye shouted loudly, then moved and flew up.

Around him, a thousand-foot sword light enveloped him, and he flew straight out of the city.

"Follow the sect master!"

"I am willing to follow Han Shuai!"

One after another loud shouts resounded, and sword lights flew away one after another.

Throughout the city, the sword light filled the sky, almost blocking the heaven and the earth.

The county officials looked at this scene with complicated expressions.

"Hey, we can't make the decision at all on this matter."

"I hope Shenhe County will not be involved in this matter."

"Han Shuai went to Yuxu Mountain to give Shenhe County a chance."

If Han Muye established the gate of Tianzhen Sword Sect in Shenhe County, it is conceivable that once he breaks with the Immortal Dynasty later, the entire county will be buried with him.

Everyone looked into the distance and sighed softly.

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Yuxu Mountain.

The mountain gate of Zhentian Sword Sect was located millions of years ago.

Today, the place is desolate.

There were scattered broken walls, and a hint of decaying sword power drifting away.

"boom--"

Above the nine heavens, a sword light flew down.

Han Muye, who was in mid-air, stood on Yuxu Mountain, his body surrounded by sword light.

The big cyan seal in his hand vibrated, and the divine light intertwined in the seal. The soul of Yu Shaotang, the leader of the Tianzhen Sword Sect who had been sleeping in it, woke up and flew out.

"Yuxu Mountain..."

Yu Shaotang looked in front of him, with a look of nostalgia and complexity on his face.

The Tianzhen Sword Sect's mountain gate, which was so prosperous back then, has now become such a desolate place.

In the distance, one after another sword cultivators were standing still, looking at the Yuxu Mountain that stretched like a long dragon coiled around, with some indescribable eagerness in their expressions.

Once upon a time, this was a holy place in the hearts of kendo practitioners.

"Tingyun." Yu Shaotang shouted.

As his voice fell, the entire Yunxu Mountain began to shake.

The seemingly entrenched Changlong Mountain Range actually came to life.

"Back then, the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Sect used a Tingyun Sword as the foundation to form the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Formation, which could compete with the powerful ones in the divine realm."

"Tingyun, he's still here."

Yu Shaotang raised his hand, and a thousand-foot sword light flew in front of him, and then transformed into a stern young man wearing a golden robe.

The young man looked at Yu Shaotang and said coldly: "Yu Shaotang, you still know how to come back."

"The Heaven-Suppressing Sword Sect and the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Formation have been destroyed."

Although his words were gloomy, his eyes were a little more eager.

Yu Shaotang nodded, looking up to the sky and sighing.

"Han Muye, I want to stay in the Tianzhen Sword Sect and watch you reunite with the Tianzhen Sword Sect, okay?"

Stay in Zhentian Sword Sect?

Yu Shaotang originally planned to be reincarnated after returning to the Pantian plane, but he didn't expect that he would make such a choice now.

Han Muye nodded without saying anything to persuade him.

For those who have cultivated to the level of Yu Shaotang, how they choose is their own business.

"Tingyun, the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Formation has been destroyed. I'm here to reunite."

"You are the sword spirit and I am the formation spirit."

"how?"

Yu Shaotang's voice sounded.

The young man opposite was stunned, pondered for a moment, and whispered: "Why do you believe that the Tianzhen Sword Sect can be reunited?"

Pointing to Han Muye who was beside Yu Shaotang, the young man said coldly: "With him?"

Yu Shaotang chuckled and nodded: "It depends on him."

The fighting spirit in the young man's eyes instantly rose, and he transformed into a long black sword and slashed at Han Muye's head.

"Okay, then let me see if you are qualified to reunite with the Tianzhen Sword Sect!"

"boom--"

With one slash of the sword, all the Yuxu Mountain behind turned into an illusion, and the power of the source of heaven and earth on the Pantian plane blessed the sword!

This sword slashed out, and all the sword cultivators who were watching felt their hearts shake, and their whole bodies were shaking with sword intent.

Their swords also vibrated, as if they were about to fly away.

"This is the original power of swordsmanship!"

"That's a domination realm sword master!"

Countless people shouted, and everyone looked at Han Muye, who was struck by a sword on his head.

Can Han Muye resist the dominance realm?

Yu Shaotang turned around and looked at Han Muye beside him.

Han Muye looked calm and slowly raised his hand.

In his body, the original will of swordsmanship burst out instantly!

"boom--"

The long sword that struck down his head shivered in front of Han Muye's origin!

"God, divine realm..."

Tingyun, who had transformed into a young man, looked at Han Muye, the corners of his mouth twitched and his eyes widened.

Yu Shaotang's expression was complicated, he sighed softly, and his figure dissipated, turning into billions of sword lights.