Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

The top of Jiuxuan Mountain is filled with clouds, like a fairyland.

Magnificent Great Hall, quaint and vast.

This Great Hall has been standing on Jiuxuan Mountain for 10,000 years and has never fallen.

Walking up the layers of stone steps, Han Muye could see countless cracks on the stone steps.

This is the splinter left from the great battle, and the crack of the blade of the sword.

"Thousands of years ago, there was a mass attack and killing, and at the most critical moment, everyone was besieged in this Nine Profound Hall."

Behind Han Muye, a voice sounded.

Han Muye turned back and saw a majestic old man in a lavender robe.

"Han Muye has met Elder Lu."

The Five Veins of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, the Golden Vein retired elder, the peak powerhouse of the Golden Core, Lu Hao.

This one has always been in charge of the sword battle hall from behind, and rarely appears on weekdays.

Compared with the two grand masters in the spiritual land and the library, this Elder Lu Hao killed more.

"Well, in fact, the sword pavilion has a special existence in my Nine Profound Sword Gate." Lu Hao nodded and strode up.

Han Muye took the wrong step and walked with him.

"You are the guardian of the sword pavilion, you should know the secret of the sword pavilion."

"Jiu Xuan Sword Gate exists on the basis of the sword pavilion, and the sword pavilion is guarded by the Jiu Xuan Sword Gate and will not be destroyed."

"Every sword pavilion guard has the same status as a retired elder."

Lu Hao didn't look sideways and spoke lightly.

Han Muye knew what he meant.

Even if Han Muye Cultivation Base is not enough, as long as he sits in Jiange, he has the same status as several retired elders.

Back then, because of the guarding of the sword pavilion, there was only the Nine Profound Sword Gate.

The sword pavilion is the foundation of the Nine Profound Sword Gate.

The two walked outside the gold and bronze gate, tidied up their clothes, and walked slowly into the Great Hall.

In the Great Hall, there are nearly 100 seats on both sides.

This is almost the strongest strength of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Hundreds of positions, at least the enlightenment period.

Only Qishen of the Nine Profound Sword Sect is qualified to serve as the deacon elder.

Lingdao Zong decreed that the Golden Core of the Western Xinjiang could not be used, and most of them went down the mountain under the Golden Core of the Nine Profound Sword Gate.

More than half of the Great Hall are masters of the Golden Core period.

Han Muye came with Lu Hao, and immediately attracted attention.

"This is Senior Brother Lu's disciple?"

"No, it's Jiange guarding, Senior Brother Gao Changgong explained it when he left."

"Jiange guarding? There seems to be a lot of things going on in the Jiange recently?"

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In the Great Hall, various whispers sounded.

Han Muye looked forward and walked with Lu Hao to the middle of the Great Hall.

"That's your seat."

Lu Hao stretched out his finger and pointed to the left side of the back, a long case.

Han Muye nodded, walked over, sat down behind the long desk, and sat silently.

Lu Hao walked to an empty seat at the top and sat down.

Beside him, Zhang Zhiyuan, who guards the spiritual land, and Wu Ziyuan, who guards the library, have already arrived.

One after another, several elders arrived.

Han Muye swept his gaze and saw that most of them had white hair and an old face.

In the lower position, there are also many deacon Elders who seem to be in their prime.

The masters in the Nine Profound Sword Sect did not appear to have faults.

After dozens or hundreds of years, the junior masters have also grown up.

"Tang Chi."

Suddenly someone whispered in the Great Hall.

Han Muye looked up and saw a thin young man in a cyan robe and a golden crown striding forward.

Is this Tang Er?

The direct disciple is the second, and the Inner Sect is the first.

In Jianmen, there is very little information about this person, only that this person has been Closed Door Training at the beginning, and Li Xixi has not even challenged.

Seemingly sensing Han Muye's gaze, Tang Chi raised his head, nodded slightly to Han Muye, and then strode to a long, slanted desk.

Also a seat.

"Tang Chi Cultivation Base broke through to Kaishen Eighth Stage some time ago, so give him the qualification to attend the Elder Council."

"Today, there is Han Muye, the new guard of Jiange, who is also present."

In the first position, the voice of Sect Leader Kanazawa came.

After more than half a year, Han Muye finally sees Kanazawa again.

At this time, Jin Ze's face did not change much, but he looked slightly older.

Han Muye frowned slightly and didn't speak.

He suffered from the depletion of his lifespan before, and was extremely sensitive to the breath that his lifespan was about to be exhausted.

Now that he saw Jin Ze's appearance, it was clear that Shouyuan was about to be cut off.

Not so much, right?

With Kanazawa's Cultivation Base, even if the Gold Core is self-shattering, it will not damage Shouyuan too much.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Han Muye watched his nose and his heart, with only his ears.

This kind of meeting, can't you just wear your ears?

"The Wind Spirit Sword Sect has officially submitted the documents."

"We redefine the territory, and in the next hundred years, there will be no war."

Kanazawa looked down and spoke lightly.

No war for a hundred years.

Redefine the territory.

This also shows that within a hundred years, Jiu Xuan Jianmen will become the second sword sect in the Western Xinjiang in essence.

Among the nine sects, Jiu Xuan Jianmen finally became the first Sect under the three major sects.

Among the elders present, many of them were full of sighs and excited.

Three hundred years?

Five hundred years?

The Nine Profound Sword Sect has spent generations of hard work, and finally reached the status it is today.

They are getting old, but the prosperity of the descendants of Jiu Xuan Jianmen is not what they hoped for?

With the power of the Nine Profound Sword Sect today, and the chance of not fighting for another 100 years, he will definitely be able to cultivate a master of the heavenly realm.

A hundred years later, even if the dispute with the Wind Spirit Sword Sect resumes, the Nine Profound Sword Sect will not be afraid.

"Sect Leader, I propose the return of the first-line disciples of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect, and we will hold a grand memorial ceremony."

A white-haired old man stood up and shouted loudly.

"Three hundred years, my Nine Profound Sword Sect was suppressed by the Wind Spirit Sword Sect for three hundred years. This time, I will be Daqing."

His words caused countless responses in the Great Hall.

The situation, the life span of hundreds of years, many of them here have survived these three hundred years, and the hardships of the Nine Profound Sword Sect over the past three hundred years are vivid in my mind.

"Yes, Sect Leader, you will host."

"Sect Leader, you have worked hard for Sect, and you have won this great victory. You have paid..." An old man said excitedly, trembling all over when he spoke of emotion. In the first place, Kanazawa was also a little excited.

But after calming down, he still shook his head, waved his hand and said, "It's not that I'm not celebrating, it's really that the overall situation is in danger and I can't celebrate."

Is the situation in jeopardy?

Those who were still excited were all stunned.

Han Muye's expression did not change, and he walked away and listened.

He has already received a lot of information from the sword of the Southern Wilderness Great Demon.

On the side of Fengshou Mountain, it is really not optimistic.

"The latest battle report, the front line of Fengshou Mountain, the fall of each sect has reached fifty."

"Nearly ten members of the Lingdao School and Yuntai Road School have fallen from the Golden Core stage."

Kanazawa's light words made the entire Great Hall silent.

There are a lot of strong people in the western border, but it has only been so long, and fifty people have already fallen.

Fifty-rank status is already the strength of a Sect at the end of a nine faction.

And ten Golden Core powerhouses have fallen, which is really hurt.

With so many Golden Cores on the Great Hall of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, if ten of them fell at one time, they might not be able to make up for it in a hundred years.

Which Golden Core master didn't take hundreds of years to cultivate?

The Spirit Dao Sect is the largest sect in the Western Xinjiang, and it is enough that the fallen Golden Core overhaul does not feel bad. The Yuntai Dao Sect does not have the family business of the Spirit Dao Sect.

It's just that Yuntai Daozong is not far from Fengshou Mountain and can't escape.

"There are several heavenly monsters in the Southern Wilderness who have come to Fengshou Mountain, as well as young powerhouses from several big clans in the Southern Wilderness, who will also come."

"Senior brother Tu Sun Shitu has already sat in Fengshou Mountain."

Kanazawa said softly.

The first sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang, Taiyi Sword Sect Master Tu Sun.

Even this one has to go to the front?

There are a total of four people in the Western Border Heaven Realm, except for Zhang Cheng Closed Door Training of Fengling Dao Zong, and the other three, one of them has already arrived at Fengshou Mountain.

Is the Western Xinjiang war really so dangerous?

In the Great Hall, everyone was silent and did not speak again.

"Senior Brother Lu, Jian Zhantang will move to Fengshou Mountain in three days." Jin Ze turned to look at Lu Hao and said in a deep voice.

"Senior brother, you lead the team yourself."

Lu Hao nodded.

A retired elder led the team, and he was also the Golden Vein Elder, a man with tyrannical power to kill.

Moreover, the disciples of the Sword Battle Hall who had fought against the Fengling Sword Sect for nearly a year were transferred to Fengshou Mountain.

The sword cultivator who has fought like this is the real elite.

Han Muye felt that Jiu Xuan Jianmen would definitely not want to play a supporting role in Fengshou Mountain this time.

No one in Xijiang would be willing to put so many younger disciples on Fengshou Mountain, right?

"Also, the disciples of the Sword Sect eradicated the demons, and many Sects also contributed."

"This time it happens to unite these people together and organize another force."

Kanazawa's eyes fell on Han Muye, then moved back.

"Jiange's way of offering a reward this time is good."

"My Nine Profound Sword Sect can be generous again."

"One hundred thousand merits."

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"One hundred spirits."

Jin Ze's eyes showed a deep spiritual light, and he looked around: "Everyone, who should command the Second Support Army?"

A hundred spirits.

One hundred thousand feats.

Han Muye feels that Kanazawa spends more money than he does.

Is this the spirit of a Sect Master?

After Kanazawa finished speaking, all eyes in Great Hall turned to Han Muye, and then to the other side.

Tang Chi.

Sure enough, people like Sect do things for no reason.

Tang came late to attend, isn't it just for this?

Most of the disciples who calm down demons and chaos in the door are not high in Cultivation Base.

There were also people from other sects who went south with Huang Laoliu. There were not many masters, but there were many people.

These people organized into a second army to support Fengshou Mountain.

In Han Muye's view, these armies should be more powerful, and they should be cannon fodder by the way.

This is the life of a low-level practitioner.

After sitting at the long table, listening to the discussion in the Great Hall about who will lead the team, how to train, and how to go to Fengshou Mountain, Han Muye felt that he had become a chess watcher.

Not chess pieces.

Not a chess player.

A chess watcher must have the rules of a chess watcher.

Watching chess without saying a word.

Han Muye did not say a word until the end of the discussion.

After the discussion was over, the elders dispersed, and Han Muye also got up and walked outside the Great Hall.

"Nineteen, you need to help me more in the future." Tang Chi, who was wearing a green robe, walked to Han Muye's side and spoke softly.

Tang Er and Han 19.

"Second brother, don't worry, my Jiange will definitely help anyone who can help."

Han Muye nodded.

After discussing the matter just now, it was finally proposed that Jianmen should work together to overcome the difficulties together.

The so-called up and down is not just bloodletting.

The sword pavilion now has swords, and the big deal is to support a group.

"Nineteen, they all say that your Alchemy Cultivation Base is amazing. I wonder how many Medicine Pills you might help your second brother refine?"

Tang Chi looked at Han Muye and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will definitely not miss you a piece of Spirit Stones."

Medicine Pill?

Easy, let Jiang Ming make two furnaces.

As for Spirit Stones or something, Tang Chi will give it as he wishes, and will not pull it down.

"For Sect, this Medicine Pill is nothing." Han Muye waved his hand and walked outside the Great Hall.

"The nineteenth brother is generous." Tang Chi laughed and stood in the same place: "There is one more thing. The Jiange Huang Zhenxiong led hundreds of thousands of practitioners to gather at Fengshou Mountain. Can the nineteenth brother stop him for a while?"

stop?

Han Muye slowly turned around and looked at Tang Chi.

Tang Chi nodded lightly with a smile on his face.

"Brother Tang, you don't have a dao company, do you?"

Han Muye suddenly spoke up.

Tang Chi shook his head and said, "For the sake of Sect, for the sake of cultivation, naturally I have no intention of seeking the Way—"

Before he finished speaking, Han Muye said lightly, "Fortunately."

"Second brother Tang, you are stubborn, and you are only in your heart. It's better not to look for a dao company."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Looking at Han Muye's back, Tang Chi's eyes narrowed slowly.

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