Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

One Super First Grade Dzi Bead for five years.

This was the last straw that overwhelmed Wu Zhiqi's dignity.

He used to be the proud great sage of the monster race, a prehistoric beast.

Countless years under the Five Elements Stove have not bent his back.

In the God Realm, in the Desolate Heaven Territory, and in the place where ten thousand realms are contending for the front, Wu Zhiqi has always dealt with it with a smile despite the hardships.

He firmly believes that he can become the overlord of beasts.

But when he saw the God of Slaughter and the Battle Puppet and Han Muye, his confidence began to crumble.

Unknowingly, the Slaughter God War Puppet has been cultivated so powerfully that it is not far from the level of the overlord.

And Han Muye, who was not in his eyes back then, has already reached the level of the overlord, with the power of one person, he can dominate the world.

The last time we met, God Slayer and War Puppet woke him up.

In the following years, his cultivation and combat power have improved by leaps and bounds.

In the Immortal Venerable Realm, he is confident that he can run rampant.

But he knew that it was impossible to become the overlord based on his strength and the resources in his hands.

He is used to being loose.

He would rather be with a group of monsters and be a great sage than complete various tasks in a serious manner to earn resources.

But this time, he chose to bow his head.

One super first-grade dzi bead in five years is his only chance to step into the overlord realm.

"Brother, you, didn't you say..." The one-horned man who was following Wu Zhiqi had a complicated complexion and said in a low voice.

As a big demon who followed Wuzhiqi, he knew Wuzhiqi very well.

Wuzhiqi, who has always longed for freedom, is willing to do any offerings?

Such things are like putting a layer of shackles on his head.

"Do you still remember what Han Muye said at the Cangtian Altar?" Wu Zhiqi turned his head, looked at all the monster clans, and asked.

What did Han Muye say?

A group of monsters looked at each other.

"The next time the gate of heaven is opened, the reunion of the altar will be a thousand years later, no, it will be nine hundred years later."

Wu Zhiqi's face was solemn, and he looked at the sky monsters that had been repulsed in the distance, as well as the panicked Canaan tribe.

Nine hundred years later, Tianmen reopened.

That's a great opportunity.

Those monster races looked at each other with excitement on their faces.

Wu Zhiqi shook his head, but did not speak.

These Yaozu will not understand what he means.

Nine hundred years later, whether it is Han Muye, Tushen Zhanpu, or other Nine Profound City practitioners, as well as the millions of powerful people from all walks of life, they will step into the heavenly plane.

At that time, if Wuzhiqi's cultivation base has not stepped into the overlord level, and his origin has not been stabilized, should he go or not?

Go, the origin is not stable enough, and it will not be easy on the road to heaven, or even on the plane of heaven.

Stay, stay for what?

There are no tigers in the mountains, so is the monkey king?

Without the lower planes of those strong men, what's the point of him being Wuzhiqi?

The monster race behind him would not understand his thoughts.

He has no means to give up his dignity and pride.

As long as he steps into the overlord level within nine hundred years, all the giving up will be worth it.

The once proud Wuzhiqi who refused to bow his head is dead.

Now he is really willing to fight with all his strength.

In the distance, in front of a light curtain, the Slaughter God War Puppet looked indifferent.

At this time, the body of the Tushen Zhanpuppet was no different from Wuzhiqi's, and even his face was 80% similar.

"How about it, seeing that he is willing to change, have you let go of your knots?" Han Muye, who was standing beside the Slayer God War Puppet, said softly.

God Slayer War Puppet nodded.

There was a wry smile on his face: "It is said that I am his involvement, but in fact he is also my involvement."

"He can't take the last step and choose to step into the overlord level with all his strength, so I can't become an existence at the overlord level."

Taking a deep breath, God Slaughter and Battle Puppet's eyes revealed endless divine light.

"This time, I can attack the overlord with all my strength."

Shock overlord.

Who could have imagined that God Slayer, who was just a remnant soul of a war puppet, would attack the overlord.

Han Muye nodded and looked into the distance.

"This time, the affairs of the Canaan universe will be left to you."

"I should also return to the prehistoric universe and end all the unfinished things."

The prehistoric universe, that was the starting point of Han Muye's practice.

In the prehistoric universe, there is the origin of the calamity.

All of this is related to Han Muye, he needs to resolve all these involvements.

"If my guess is correct, the amount of calamity in this plane is caused by the extraction of the source from the plane of heaven, or the departure of too many strong people who gather the source in this plane."

The source is missing, forming a calamity of quantity.

Then to calm down the amount of calamity, it is necessary to make up for the origin.

In the past, the amount of calamity swept the world, causing the entire universe, and even many universes to collapse, and then turned the origin into chaos in the form of the ruins, and re-evolved the world.

This must be a catastrophe for the creatures among them.

"You want to replenish the origin and eliminate the calamity?" Hearing Han Muye's words, God Slaughter Zhanguo showed surprise on his face.

"You want to enter the heavenly plane and snatch the origin?"

This is no joke.

The last ones who entered the heavenly plane and cut a piece of heaven and earth were Lu Yue Sword God and Lord Jiuxuan Peak, and now both of them have separated their souls into deep sleep to escape the pursuit of the heavenly plane.

Could it be that Han Muye also wanted to end like this?

"Actually, as long as those detached people hiding in the Zhoutian battlefield return, they can also make up a lot of origin."

Han Muye showed a smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "In this way, I can also know which origins have been extracted from the heaven plane."

On the Altar of Heaven, Han Muye has already sensed the lack of origin in this dimension.

But specifically which sources were extracted, and which ones were detached by the powerful and concealed with the source, Han Muye didn't know.

This time when he returned to the prehistoric universe, he was going to force out those strong men who were hiding in the Zhoutian battlefield.

Hearing what Han Muye said, the expression on Tu Shen Zhan Puppet's face became more serious.

To force those peak powers out, there are too many causes and effects involved.

Among those powerhouses, there are few overlords. On the Zhoutian battlefield, Han Muye is already invincible.

But Zhou Tian battlefield has accumulated too many strong people for countless years.

If so many of them are forced out, the result is really unpredictable.

There are too many involved.

"I didn't say that I would be an enemy of those guys on the Zhoutian battlefield."

Han Muye laughed, waved his hands, and his body turned into nothingness.

Not an enemy?

Tu Shenzhan Puppet was stunned for a moment, with a trace of bewilderment on his face.

Those powerful men who hid in the Zhoutian battlefield really willingly returned to the prehistoric world?

...

When Han Muye left, Huang Zhihu also wanted to go back, but Han Muye refused.

Not to mention that the war here needs to be presided over by Huang Zhihu, even the richness of the origin of the Canaan universe is worth staying here.

In the end, Han Muye and Huang Laoliu quietly left the Canaan universe.

"Don't worry, brother Han and I can take care of the little things in the prehistoric universe." Huang Laoliu patted his chest when he left.

But before arriving in the prehistoric universe, Huang Laoliu parted ways with Han Muye.

According to what he said, things will be trivial in the future, and Han Muye can solve them by himself.

In this prehistoric universe, is there anything that a strong man at the overlord level can't solve?

As for himself, go to Mrs. Six.

After so many years in the Desolate Tianyu, the sixth sister-in-law is still in Wutianzhou.

Han Muye laughed and scolded him for his lack of loyalty, and then stepped out in one step, straight into the prehistoric universe.

The moment he re-entered the prehistoric universe, Han Muye's eyes shone with a gleam.

At this moment, he felt a trace of the power of heaven and earth added to his body.

It was not the power of the heavens and the earth that was borrowed during the previous practice, but the power that was involved with the heavens and the earth after entering this world.

"This is the original sense."

Several of his own original powers are stable and complete, so when he steps into this universe, he will be considered as a supplement to the original in the universe.

For example, he has the perfect source of thunder in his body, and when he returns to the prehistoric universe, the original power of thunder in the entire prehistoric universe can be improved a little.

This is the power of an overlord level, a powerhouse with perfect origin, which has an impact on the entire universe.

Looking at it this way, there are naturally reasons for the decline of the practice of the universe in all parties.

So many powerhouses, especially the top powerhouses, leave and take away the original power, which will naturally make the practice of this universe decline.

"Then, get those origins back."

With a soft whisper, Han Muye's figure immediately dispersed.

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Wanhua Tianyuan.

Wanhua City.

The bottom of Tianyuan is countless ruins.

For most practitioners, Tianyuan is an extremely dangerous place.

Especially those powerful and powerful, afraid of being pulled by the forces in the ruins world, so they seldom come to Tianyuan.

In Tianyuan, there is a Wanhua City.

Back then Han Muye broke down this city.

Later, Mu Wan stayed here with many practitioners.

Huang Zhihu and millions of sword cultivators also stationed in Wanhua City in order to deal with the pursuit of Zhou Tian God Realm.

Later, when the heaven and the earth merged, Han Muye broke the barrier of the heaven and the earth, the Zhoutian God Realm merged with the fairy worlds of all parties, Shenyuan Tiangong and other forces lost their minds to take care of Huang Zhihu and the others, and Tianyuan was even more forgotten.

The big forces from all sides are all focused on going to the Zhoutian God Realm, and they don't care about Tianyuan's affairs.

Over the years, Tianyuan has become a holy place for many middle and low-level practitioners.

Wanhua City and Ruins Realm are still very attractive to those immortals and even the Daluo and Jinxians below them.

"Let me tell you, in Wanhua City today, there is a resident pill developed by Immortal Mu Wan. If you swallow a resident pill, after entering the ruins world, you can retain a lot of memories in the ruins world when you return."

On a flying boat, a Taoist in a black robe smiled and spoke.

This understanding is what one seeks after entering the Ruins Realm, but due to various reasons, the understanding will dissipate.

With the Immortal Pill, this feeling can be kept for a longer period of time.

This period of time is enough for many people to break through.

"How do you sell the Zhushen Pill?" Hearing what the Taoist said, a young man wearing a Taoist crown asked curiously.

This young man's cultivation is at the half-step Golden Immortal, but he is obviously a little quiet, maybe he has encountered a bottleneck.

On the flying boat, other people also raised their heads.

This is a very ordinary flying boat, thirty feet long, with three layers of armor on it, and the speed is not too fast.

In the abyss of heaven, such flying boats can be seen everywhere.

Most of the cultivators on the flying boat are from heavenly immortals to golden immortals, and there are very few Da Luo.

As for the powerhouses at the level of Xianjun, basically they don't know how to ride a flying boat, they can fly away directly.

"There is a shop in Wanhua City that specializes in selling Zhushen Pill, and one Zhushen Pill is only ten crystals."

After the fusion of the God Realm and the Immortal Realm of all parties, the mainstream currency has become God Crystal.

Of course, whether it is the Tianyuan Orb in the Tianyuan, the fairy stone condensed by the fairy energy, and other treasures that can provide the source or the power of the law when practicing, they are all hard currency.

In particular, the treasures that contain the original power and the power of rules can be circulated and used everywhere.

"Ten god crystals are not too expensive." Someone on the flying boat whispered.

Before the fusion of the God Realm, it would not be easy to obtain a Divine Crystal, and practitioners under the Immortal Monarch might not be able to obtain one for a year.

But after Han Muye broke the barrier of heaven and earth, Wanfang Immortal Realm merged with God Realm, and the smelting of transforming the Divine Crystal had to be opened, the Divine Crystal scattered into Wanfang Heaven and Earth.

Shenjing also no longer had the qualifications to be the top trading chip.

As long as it is a fairyland, at least dozens of hundreds of god crystals can be found on its body.

"Wanhua City is ahead." Someone on the deck said.

Everyone on the flying boat looked up.

"Hey, this city is probably thousands of miles around."

"Thousands of miles? Look down on anyone, this is just the acropolis of Wanhua City."

"At that time, Wanhua City was like a world, with four layers of heaven and earth. Later, there was a big war, and the city collapsed."

...

On the flying boat, Han Muye, who was leaning against the porthole, turned his head and looked forward.

The bright city looks like stars in the abyss of heaven.

Counting that it has been thousands of years since I have not returned, seeing Wanhua City again seems like a world away.

Flying boats lined up one after another, dragging the aura, passing between the acropolis.

On the flying boat, those practitioners were talking loudly about how to enter the ruin world and how to gain enlightenment.

Now most of the ruin worlds have been investigated clearly, and there are rules to remind them how to survive in it, whether to enter the body or the soul.

Wanhua City seems to be doing this as a business.

Still good business.

Standing in front of Wanhua City, Han Muye showed a trace of nostalgia on his face.

The original giant city of solid rocks is now full of flowers, and there are many more greenery.

This is in line with Mu Wan's temperament.

He stood where he was, looking forward.

"Om—"

Like a wave of water, a figure stepped out.

White dress, long hair fluttering.

There is no trace of smoke and fire, but more tenderness like water.

Just like back then, on Jiuxuan Mountain, outside the Pill Hall.

"Brother, you are back."

...

Han Muye didn't know how many women in the world would choose to remain unknown, just to make a man less concerned.

He also doesn't know how many women will wait quietly, waiting for thousands of years, ten thousand years.

He even didn't know how many women in the world, after thousands of years, still have such clear eyebrows when they meet again.

This, perhaps, is the reason why he is willing to be with Mu Wan.

Standing here, what the prehistoric Kunwu, the Star River God Realm, the Ten Thousand Realms Battle for the Front, and the Celestial Plane have all become blurred scenes in memory.

Only the person in front of you is real.

"Brother, I have developed a blood medicine pill."

Walking forward slowly, putting her head on Han Muye's shoulder, Mu Wan whispered softly.

Han Muye's eyes lit up, and he let out a long laugh.

This smile made Mu Wan's face flushed with blush.