Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion



This was the third time the enlightened beast had mentioned Kunwu.

Han Muye couldn't help but be curious and said softly, "What's Kunwu?"

The Opening Beast did not answer. It only looked up at the sky with a complicated expression.

The Opening Beast, which had turned back into a three-eyed white cat, flashed and landed in front of Marquis Jin Yu's carriage.

"Let's go, let's go. Take me to your human territory to take a look."

Lying down on the carriage frame, the Opening Beast narrowed its eyes.

The Enlightenment Beast was known as the number one defense beast in the world. Its defense was definitely unimaginable.

This was probably the reason why he was so cynical and dared to head to the Mystic Spirit Immortal Kingdom alone.

Han Muye knew that not much of what this divine beast showed was true.

The human army left the wasteland, and the chariots stretched.

The various large clans also returned in satisfaction.

This time, they did not kill the divine beast, but their gains were far greater than killing the divine beast.

Those bright silver armors were enough for the various races to pass down.

"Let's go back to Han Mountain." Han Muye shouted and turned around to lead his race to transform into a 10,000-foot-long Golden Crow that spread its wings and flew away.

"Swoosh—"

In the distant sky, the cry of a blue-eyed golden eagle could be heard.

This was a True Spirit Realm Blue-eyed Golden Eagle sending them off.

Mu Changkong also laughed and used the power of his true spirit to activate the power of the Golden Crow, turning into a 30,000-foot-long Golden Crow phantom.

The two Golden Crows, one big and one small, spread their wings and flew away. Under the gazes of countless experts, they disappeared from the clear sky.

"That's Han Muye from the Han Mountain Division."

Many people whispered.

Everyone remembered this name during the hunt.

Although he was not the strongest in the wasteland, and his tribe was not the strongest,

But everyone knew that as long as there was enough time, this person would definitely rise.

At that time, it might be the Golden Crow Race's glorious era again.

"The two great immortal kingdoms of the human race have been powerful for 300,000 years. It's time for our Great Desolate Race to prosper." Someone looked at the departing Golden Crow and said in a deep voice.

"That's right. If there's anyone among the ten thousand races in the vast wilderness who can rise, there's no harm in reviving the Golden Crow Race."

Someone looked at the Great Sun Golden Crow above his head and said loudly.

Many people watched the Golden Crow leave in silence.contemporary romance

Some things could not be decided by what one thought.

Only those true experts would try their best to forge legends.

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There was no hurry to return to the tribe.

It took the Golden Crow more than a month to return to the residence of Han Mountain.

This trip to hunt was a huge harvest for the entire Han Mountain tribe.

Whether it was Han Yunhe, Han Dingyi, or the younger generation like Han Jin, their cultivation and bloodline had almost all improved.

The entire tribe's combat power had increased at least tenfold compared to before.lights

Moreover, chasing the human army all the way and snatching the battle armor weapons, although not everyone had one, most of the tribe had them.

The defense of these battle armors and the killing power of the weapons were something that could not be easily bought from outside caravans.

Ci Yuan held various battle armors and weapons brought back by Han Muye, unable to close his mouth.

"Master, rest assured, I will definitely replicate all these battle armors." Ci Yuan spoke in a low voice, stroking the bright silver battle armors.

"Replicate?"

Han Muye glanced at him and said faintly, "What I want is for you to create something that surpasses these battle armors completely."

A golden Primordial Chaos armor emerged on him.

He handed a golden jade slip to the stunned Ci Yuan.

"I want you to repair this armor for me one day."

Pausing for a moment, he said in a deep voice, "Then, personally forge this armor."

Forge the Primordial Chaos armor.

When this statement was made, Han Muye felt the changes and resonance of the great Dao of heaven and earth.

It seemed that he had said these words before.

"Good," Ci Yuan's eyes glittered, "If I can forge this armor, it would be worth dying for."

Grasping the jade slip, Ci Yuan asked with a smile, "Master, can I observe this armor?"

"Wait until you can really repair it with your own hands."

Han Muye left under his disappointed gaze.

Back on Han Mountain, Han Muye began to seclude himself.

This trip to the wilderness increased the cultivation and strength of the people in the Han Mountain tribe.

It also brought him great benefits.

In the battle against the true spirit, such opportunities were not something that everyone could have.

Even though the battle lasted only 10 breaths when he truly faced the true spirit realm, the insights gained from it were not something that could be digested in 10 years.

Since he returned to Han Mountain, Han Muye had been cultivating in seclusion most of the time.

Under Mu Changkong's arrangements, the Golden Crows of the Muyang Mountain Tribe merged with the Han Mountain Tribe.

Mu Changkong's reason was that he needed more time to cultivate after stepping into the True Spirit Realm.

Indeed, Mu Changkong had just stepped into the True Spirit Realm. He needed at least 100,000 years to stabilize and improve his cultivation.

Now was the stage where he could quickly improve. He could not waste it.

Actually, the people of Muyang Mountain had no objections to the merger of the two tribes.

Among the experts who went to the wilderness on Muyang Mountain, who didn't see Han Muye turn the situation around when the million Golden Crows gathered in Zhuo Yuan's Tribe were about to collapse?

With such a person leading his tribe, it would definitely prosper in the future.

Moreover, Han Muye's combat strength was so strong that he could monopolize his true spirit with the power of a ninth level Essence Spirit. Such a glorious battle record had long spread to the surrounding tribes.

Everyone knew that Han Muye, the chief of the Han Mountain Tribe, would definitely step into the True Spirit Realm in this life.

Han Muye let Han Chaohu and the others be in charge of Muyang Mountain's arrangements.

This was not the first time the Han Mountain Tribe had accepted various tribes. Han Chaohu and the others were experienced.

He was in seclusion and focused on deducing cultivation techniques.

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