Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

It took three days for the bloody light that stirred up the entire Ling Xiaoyu to dissipate slowly.

Among the Lingxiao Sword Sect, many people have opinions on introducing a demon god like Han Muye into the sect.

However, after Chen Shaodong said: "Can you beat him?", there was no further opinion.

Anyway, no one can beat this one. Introducing Lingxiao Sword Sect is better than letting him step into other forces, and then come back to attack Lingxiao Sword Sect, okay?

nothing wrong.

With the previous battle, and Han Muye's shocking energy and blood power, no one from the Lingxiao Sword Sect set foot in the next few months.

Conversely, in the entire Lingxiao domain, there are chaotic battles everywhere.

Tens of thousands of alien races attacked the forces of all sizes in the Lingxiao domain, or beheaded practitioners, or searched for treasures and spiritual materials, or gathered and surrendered more people.

Ling Xiao Jianzong had no choice but to participate after three months of being alone.

Several alliance sects asked for help, and many sect forces that were previously attached to were defeated, all of which were shaking the prestige of Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Chen Shaodong arranged for thirteen sword repair teams, each with 10,000 people, under the leadership of ten sword fairyland powerhouses, to provide reinforcements to all parties.

According to Chen Shaodong's plan, it is naturally impossible for these thirteen sword repair teams to completely help all parties out of trouble, but it can demonstrate the sincerity and strength of Lingxiao Sword Sect.

If those sects are willing, they can come to garrison under Ling Xiao Peak.

There is no way, even if Ling Xiao Jianzong wants to help all parties with all his strength, it is impossible to help those sect forces gain a foothold in their own residence.

If it wasn't for Han Muye's attack at the beginning, even the Lingxiao Sword Sect might have lost their base.

Losing land and saving people is the best choice.

Most of the sects rescued by Lingxiao Sword Sect had no choice but to give up their sect's residence and come to Lingxiao Peak.

Although they know that this is equivalent to being directly annexed by Lingxiao Sword Sect, and they want to become Lingxiao Sword Sect's barrier against foreign enemies, but they have nothing to do.

Don't want to be annexed, do you want to be killed by foreign domains?

For a time, there were millions of practitioners gathered under Lingxiao Peak, and they were stationed at various places under the gate of Lingxiao Sword Sect.

This is just a small part of Ling Xiaoyu. More practitioners either submit to the Outland, fight alone, or form an alliance to stick to it.

Most of them become casual cultivators, wandering around in the empty Lingxiao domain because countless powerful people were pulled away.

Their existence made Ling Xiaoyu even more chaotic.

Because the roles they play, there is no distinction between good and evil.

The ten thousand domains battle is to break the inherent rules, and everything speaks on its own strength.

"when--"

"when--"

The rapid bell rang on Ling Xiaofeng.

Under Ling Xiaofeng, the practitioners gathered from all sides moved quickly, propped up defensive masks, and then stood up in battle formations.

Even if they don't contribute to Lingxiao Sword Sect, they themselves have to worry about their own safety.

"Young Sect Master, the Dao Yuzong and Lingyun Daomen led by the elders of Gu Yue and the others have a total of 130,000 practitioners surrounded by strong outsiders and built a prison mountain 100,000 miles away."

A middle-aged man in a gray robe with a blue-gray long sword in his hand flew up to Lingxiao Peak, clasped his fists at Chen Shaodong who was standing on the square, and opened his mouth.

His words changed the expressions of all the sword cultivators of the Lingxiao Sword Sect around Chen Shaodong.

Elder Gu Yue is an extremely old sword fairy in the sect.

There are not many strong people residing in the Lingxiao Realm. Those who have reached the Sword Immortal Realm and stayed there are either juniors who are not strong enough, or seniors whose cultivation base has declined and their combat power has been seriously damaged.

Elder Gu Yue belongs to the latter.

In the past, such a person with declining strength would not be valued too much in the sect.

But it's different now, the strong ones in the sect are being pulled away, elders like Gu Yue represent the foundation of the sect and have many inheritances.

If Gu Yue and his ten thousand sword cultivators are lost, it will be a great blow to Lingxiao Sword Sect.

No matter in terms of strength, sect cohesion, or prestige, it was an unimaginable disaster.

"Young Sect Master, let's go to the rescue. Brother Gu Yue is the elder of the sect, and he is also the mentor of Fang Ming Immortal Venerable." An old man with white beard flashed anxiously and said in a low voice.

On the other side, the middle-aged sword cultivator in a black robe also said in a deep voice: "Young Sect Master, Elder Gu Yue and the others have to save them."

On the square, everyone's eyes were on Chen Shaodong.

Chen Shaodong didn't speak, but raised his hand, and a golden light curtain rose.

Inside the light curtain are stacked mountains and various stacked clouds.

"This is the prison mountain."

"One of the ancient battlefields in the Lingxiao Domain."

His fingers were on the light curtain, and his face was solemn.

Others looked at the light curtain, and their expressions changed.

Zhuao Mountain is famous for being easy to attack and difficult to defend. There are natural barriers that can shield the soul and power from exploring everywhere in it, which is a natural large formation.

At the beginning, an ancient sect set up an ambush here to surround the elites of a large sect. Afterwards, this sect used the strong mountain as the foundation to continuously grind and kill the powerful sect that was reinforced.

As a result of that battle, the three Immortal Venerables of that great sect were besieged and killed, the sect's elites were wiped out, the sect fell, and finally disappeared in the long river of time.

Zhuao Mountain has also become a forbidden place in Lingxiao Domain.

"Young Sect Master, even if we build a prison mountain, we won't save it?" A black and thin man with a big sword on his back stepped forward and looked at Chen Shaodong.

"Hmph, the young suzerain's disposition, I'm afraid it really can't be saved, I really don't know suzerain—" The voice of speaking was suppressed.

But it is obvious that this is the thought in the hearts of many Lingxiao Sword Sect disciples in the square at this time.

As a sword cultivator, one should go forward without hesitation.

Although Chen Shaodong is stable, he doesn't have the loyalty and responsibility that a sword cultivator should have.

Such a person is also qualified to be in charge of Lingxiao Sword Sect?

Is such a person really worth entrusting his life to?

"What I mean is that in a place like Zhuao Mountain, even if we go to a hundred thousand sect disciples, it's useless."

Chen Shaodong shook his head, with a calm expression on his face, and then looked at a white-bearded old man standing behind him: "Elder Zhu Lie, please take Yuxiao Sword and walk with me to Zhuao Mountain."

Speaking of this, he turned his head and his eyes fell on Su Xun who was not far from him: "Senior brother Su Xun, I am not in the sect, and you are in charge of the Lingxiao Sword Sect."

Chen Shaodong's words stunned everyone.

It's not that we can't help.

But two people go, how to save?

Even if there is the Zongmen Zhenzong sword Yuxiao, but such treasures need peerless powerhouses to urge them, neither the elder Zhu Lie nor the young suzerain Chen Shaodong can exert the combat power of this treasure.

If it is said that the young suzerain is unwilling to rescue, he went to build the prison mountain himself, this is unquestionable.

"Young Sect Master, I'll go with you." Someone in the square said.

"I'm going too." Someone shouted.

"I--"

Chen Shaodong turned his head and snorted coldly: "You? Which of you can break into Zhuao Mountain and rescue Elder Gu Yue and the others?"

His words froze everyone's faces.

The faces of those who shouted just now were flushed.

"Sovereign Master, you two—"

"Who said we are two people?" Chen Shaodong directly interrupted the voice of the speaker.

He squinted his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

"You have forgotten that my Lingxiao Sword Sect still has the first enshrinement?"

There was a sudden silence on the square.

The first offering.

The strong swordsman with monstrous energy and blood.

From the moment he landed on Lingxiao Peak, he couldn't get out of retreat after the first enshrinement, so many people almost forgot its existence.

"Elder Zhu Lie, please go and ask for the Yuxiao Sword first, and I will go see Han Gongfeng."

Chen Shaodong's voice came out, his figure moved, and he had already stepped outside a large hall in the distance.

In the square, everyone had complicated expressions on their faces.

They didn't know if the Young Sect Master could ask the first priest, and they didn't know if the first priest, Elder Han, could really rescue Elder Guyue and the others.

In the main hall, Han Muye, who was sitting upright, opened his eyes.

Around him, the escaping blood turned into pieces of dragon scales, and then slowly dissipated.

In his eyes, streaks of golden light slowly fell silent.

Standing not far away, Hun Chao's figure moved and disappeared into the void.

He was originally a divine beast that controlled the power of time and space. In this low-level continent, no one could perceive his existence.

"Come in."

With a wave of Han Muye's hand, the door of the main hall opened.

Chen Shaodong took a deep breath and strode into the hall.

"Elder Han, Lingxiao Sword Sect is in danger, and I hope the elder will take action."

Clasping fists to Han Muye, Chen Shaodong straightened his waist and lowered his voice: "As for Elder Han's request, I, Lingxiao Sword Sect, will do my best to help."

Han Muye looked calm, looked at Chen Shaodong, and said calmly, "Tell me, what do I want?"

Chen Shaodong raised his head and faced Han Muye: "Of course what Elder Han wants is to get the Dzi Bead and then step into the Upper Realm."

"Of course, for Elder Han, stepping into the upper domain by ordinary means is naturally meaningless."

With a flash of light in his eyes, Chen Shaodong lowered his voice: "Controlling a continent, entering the upper domain is a great power, and holding thousands of dzi beads in your hands is what Elder Han is looking for, right?"

Ordinary practitioners can step into the upper realm if they can refine the heavenly beads and their strength is recognized by the upper realm.

But for the strong, control power, control wealth, control resources, and be able to move freely in the upper domain, and even continue to break through, this is the pursuit.

Looking at Chen Shaodong in front of him, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.

ambitious.

That's good.

Chen Shaodong just wrapped his ambition under a sleek appearance.

Han Muye has seen too many people like this, and he has also trained many people like this.

For example, He Yangsun.

For example, Xu Wei.

Ambition is also part of strength.

"Then what are you asking for?" Han Muye did not deny what Chen Shaodong said, but looked at him and asked.

Chen Shaodong remained silent for a while, and then said in a low voice: "If you can follow Elder Han to the Upper Realm, and take Lingxiao Sword Sect along with you..."

This kid is playing sloppy.

Han Muye was not angry.

Not strong enough to hide his ambitions, this Chen Shaodong is very smart.

Han Muye likes to cooperate with smart people.

"Let's go." Han Muye stood up.

Chen Shaodong was taken aback for a moment, and then his face was full of surprise.

A moment later, three streaks of light pierced the sky and flew away.

But these three streamers are not ordinary streamers.

A beam as clear as a star, bringing out a ten-foot tail flame, at first glance is a strong swordsman.

The other is a jade-colored halo of hundreds of feet, and a sapphire sword flickers. Anyone who recognizes it will know that this is the Yuxiao Sword, the Zhenzong sword of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

If this kind of treasure of Zhenzong is in the hands of a top expert, it can directly sweep a domain.

But at this moment, the difference between this sword light and the other blood-colored sword light is really too big.

A blood-colored stream of light dyed the space of thousands of feet red, even if the practitioners below looked up, they felt trembling all over and couldn't control themselves.

"It is said that the Lingxiao Sword Sect has a first priest..." Someone whispered before Lingxiao Peak descended the cliff.

"It's no wonder you have such strength." There was a trace of fear in someone's eyes, and a trace of luck.

Under the mountain, the others slowly closed the light curtain.

There is a siege on the other side of Zhuao Mountain, and the Lingxiao Sword Sect has no one to hide.

Now let's see if the young lord of the Lingxiao Sword Sect brings the Zhenzong sword, and the number one priest, can he rescue the siege.

"Building prison mountain, how many elites were buried back then..." Someone whispered, with a hint of worry on his face.

This trip to the Young Sect of the Lingxiao Sword Sect was mainly due to the failure of the rescue. This time under the Lingxiao Peak, I am afraid that it is not a pure land.

...

One hundred thousand miles.

The sword light roared, causing the heaven, earth, and clouds to tremble.

Three sword lights spanned, but only half a day.

This is also because Zhu Lie's cultivation level is not enough to control the Yuxiao Sword, and he alternately controls it with Chen Shaodong.

Han Muye did not mention controlling the Yuxiao Sword.

This is Lingxiao Sword Sect's Zhenzong Sword, if he took the initiative to speak out, Zhu Lie and Chen Shaodong might be nervous.

Chen Shaodong's cultivation had just arrived in the Sword Immortal Realm, and Zhu Lie was only a little stronger than him.

The Sword Immortal Realm is equivalent to a first-time celestial being in the Rain-covered Immortal Realm.

In the galaxy universe, this kind of cultivation is about equal to that of a seventh-level puppet master and armor master.

But in terms of combat power, it is far inferior to the seventh-level imperial puppet master and imperial armor master.

Even if it is a sword cultivator, below the same level, there is nothing he can do with that kind of war puppet armor.

"That's Zhuao Mountain." Chen Shaodong raised his head and looked into the distance.

Hundreds of miles ahead, one can see layer after layer of peaks like a cage, and even the clouds above the sky are stacked.

Sword lights flickered between the clouds.

"It's the swordsmanship of my Lingxiao Sword Sect!" Zhu Lie let out a low cry, controlling the Yuxiao Sword to the extreme, the sword's light suddenly rose to three hundred feet, and the clouds between hundreds of miles away were reflected by its blue light .

"He Fangxiao is young, dare to intercept my Lingxiao Sword Sect—"

The sound was like thunder, rolling and torrential, combined with the sword light, and slashed towards the world in front of him.

The sharpness of that sword is so chilling even a hundred miles away.

Sharp power.

"boom--"

Jian Guang cut through layers of clouds, and then cut on a piece of gray cloud light.

The cloud light shattered, revealing dozens of besieged figures.

"Zhu Lie go!"

"They have ambushed at least 300,000 troops, just to besiege and kill my Lingxiao Sword Sect's reinforcements!"

The old man who spoke had grief and indignation on his face, holding a broken sword in his hand, and his body was covered with scars.

Others are also full of ups and downs.

"Walk?"

"Hehe, let this young master see that the reinforcements from the Lingxiao Sword Sect are here—three?"

The voice stopped, and a young man with blue eyes and blue hair, with wings on his back, had a look of astonishment on his face.

He restrained his original smile, gritted his teeth, and showed anger in his eyes: "Just three people, are you looking down on me, Daqiluo?"

Chen Shaodong turned his head and looked at Han Muye.

"Elder Han, do you want to think highly of this person?"

Han Muye shook his head and said flatly, "No need."