Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Lin Shen waved his hand and said that he was fine.

They left in Zuo Lin\'s carriage. After Bi Wuhe and Jin Yunmei came out to send them off, they directly handed the sect master token of the Qiyang Sword Sect to Zhu Tianlun.

Bi Yun and Bi Chong had no intention of taking over the sect.

Compared to the Gongsun family\'s strength, the Qiyang Sword Sect was nothing.

Moreover, be it their cultivation or combat strength, they were already incomparably powerful. The right path was to venture out of the Heavenly Mystic and make contributions.

The family of four packed up and left the sect directly for the Imperial City.

In the Imperial City, there was still a residence given by the Gongsun family that had never been lived in.

Watching the four of them leave, the disciples had complicated expressions.

Even Zhu Tianlun did not have the joy of taking over the sect.

Bi Wuhe\'s family actually had a deep relationship with Minister Han.

Bi Wuhe\'s two legitimate sons were actually disciples of the Sword God and students of the Imperial City Academy.

Compared to the money in Zhu Tianlun\'s hands, Minister Han\'s relationship with the Gongsun family was more long-term.

Furthermore, even the Mystic Sun Guards\' Zhihu was familiar with the Bi Clan and had visited them many times.

For the disciples of the Qiyang Sword Sect, giving up the opportunity to enter the Heaven Realm in exchange for millions of spiritual stones was either a missed opportunity or a deliberate choice.

Lin Shen and Han Muye returned to the Pill Destiny Pavilion and walked straight into the quiet room.

Huang Zhihu stood guard outside.

"The Heaven Realm Jade Bone is a means to support the cultivation of the body. Once the Jade Bone is damaged, the body will not be able to support the powerful Nascent Soul power and will collapse."

Han Muye looked at Lin Shen, who was sitting cross-legged, and then took out a long black horn.

Kui Horn.

The ancient divine beast Kui was powerful and controlled the power of lightning.

Han Muye had fused with the Kui\'s soul inheritance and no longer needed this Kui Horn.

"Boom!"

Lightning flashed, and the black horn crashed into Lin Shen\'s body.

A golden lightning pattern appeared on Lin Shen\'s forehead.

Lin Shen, who was sitting cross-legged on the spot, trembled. Bolts of lightning wrapped around his body.

Han Muye was not worried that Lin Shen would not be able to refine the black Kui horn.

A person who could draw tens of millions of swords would definitely be able to refine this Kui Horn.

Leaving Lin Shen to refine the bull horn in the quiet room, Han Muye walked to the small courtyard and saw Huang Zhihu standing at the door.

"Godfather." Huang Zhihu hurried forward and bowed.

Han Muye sized her up and glared at her. "You don\'t dress like a girl at all."

Huang Zhihu\'s face immediately fell.

Why didn\'t I think of this?

"Uncle Xiaoxuan said that I look more like my father in black armor…" She lowered her head and muttered.

"Hmph, when your father comes back, you can wear whatever you want." Han Muye shouted angrily and walked out of the Pill Destiny Pavilion.

Zuo Yuting, who was outside the door, walked into the small courtyard. Seeing that Huang Zhihu was there, she smiled and said, "Miss Zhihu, you forgot to change your clothes again."

Huang Zhihu stomped her feet and snorted. She turned around and went to her room to change.

My foster father is good in every way, but his thoughts are too rigid.

He\'s always thinking about being accountable to my father and controls me too tightly.

I don\'t even know when my biological father will return.

Looking at the jade slip, my father seems to be very powerful. Heaven Trampler, can he fight my foster father?

Han Muye naturally did not know that Huang Zhihu was thinking about Huang Six coming back to teach him a lesson. When he returned to the Prime Minister\'s residence, Xu Wei came to see him personally.

Xu Wei had already impressed the senators with his knowledge and had become a leader among the senators.

Many people in the imperial court privately referred to Xu Wei as \'Vice Prime Minister\'.

"Minister Han, there\'s news from the Immortal Spirit World."

Xu Wei handed a jade slip to Han Muye with a solemn expression.

As his divine sense swept by, Han Muye\'s brows furrowed.

In the Immortal Spirit World, several Divine Transformation Realm experts set out to hunt down a sword cultivator.

If it were anyone else, Han Muye would not care.

However, this sword cultivator who was being pursued was called Mo Shenghua.

3,000 years ago, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect\'s Sword Pavilion was in charge of secretly heading to the Immortal Spirit World and controlling a galaxy.

To be able to control a world, even if one was not a Sage, one would at least have the combat power of a Half-Sage.

Previously, Han Muye had seen this senior being chased from a sword.

However, judging from the situation at that time, this senior from the Sword Pavilion was not in danger.

However, looking at the information in the jade slip, the Immortal Spirit World was really going to kill this senior with all their might.

Whether it was the inheritance of the Sword Pavilion or the event that destroyed the Immortal Spirit World, Mo Shenghua did not deserve to die.

Han Muye held the jade slip and pondered for a moment.

It was not easy to go deep into the Immortal Spirit World to save people.

Even he himself did not dare to say that he would definitely succeed.

If he didn\'t know that there was a Divine Venerable behind the Dao Competition, he would still be confident.

Knowing that there was a Divine Venerable One behind the Dao Competition, he was even more cautious than before.

"Please ask Seniors Gongsun Shu and Qin Suyang to wait outside the realm."

Han Muye\'s eyes flickered as he spoke in a low voice.

These two were the most respected swordsmen in the Heavenly Mystic.

If he wanted to save Mo Shenghua, he would ask these two to come along.

Xu Wei nodded and left the Prime Minister\'s residence to draft an edict and send it out of the borders.

Han Muye sat in the hall and slowly closed his eyes, his body flickering with spiritual light.

At this moment, his cultivation level was already at the third level of the Semi-God Realm. His combat strength could already face the ninth level of the Semi-God Realm head-on.

In the Land of the Dao Competition, such combat power was already at its peak. Even Half-Sages and Sages only had this level of power.

Moreover, he was good at killing. With all kinds of sword techniques and treasures, he could even defeat a Sage.

However, one could not dominate in the battle for the Dao with just this level of power.

Last time, he gathered the power of his subordinates to kill several Divine Transformation Realm cultivators with a single spear, an immortal treasure.