Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion



The others remained silent.

The disciples of the lineage and the successors of the mantle were completely different.

The Immortal Sovereign sighed, waved his hand, and said lightly, "Let's go, let's go. If fate allows, we shall meet again in 128,000 years."

Everyone looked at each other and bowed.

"Senior, I don't know why you chose to leave this legacy, nor do I know why you don't control a major power. However, I have some suggestions."

At this moment, Han Muye, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly spoke.

His words stunned everyone and they all turned to look at him.

The Immortal Venerable also looked at him indifferently and said, "Tell me about it."

Han Muye stood up and cupped his hands.

With the opportunity before him, he had to fight for it.

Perhaps this Senior's legacy involved danger and no one wanted it, but in Han Muye's opinion, since he happened to be here, if he didn't accept this inheritance, he would be giving up his opportunity.

"Senior, although the transmission of techniques is beneficial, for the powerful cultivators among us, it is only for reference. I believe that during the countless years of passing down your teachings, there haven't been many people who really admit that they are your disciples."

Han Muye looked up and said softly.

These words made the expressions of the surrounding people stiffen slightly.

As Han Muye had said, they were willing to obtain an opportunity for transmission, but they didn't actually want to become disciples of the Immortal Sovereign's disciples.

The Immortal Sovereign snorted and didn't say anything.

"Senior, since you are rewarding us with opportunities, why not go further?

"Senior, if you could bestow various treasures that embody the essence of the inheritance, allowing cultivators in the world to have a chance, and granting treasures to those who listen to the Dao…"

Han Muye looked at the small table in front of the Immortal Sovereign.

The others' eyes brightened at his words.

The Immortal Sovereign held precious objects in his hand, and if they could be rewarded, even one of them could revitalize a sect.

The Immortal Sovereign's gaze fell on Han Muye, shimmering with a deep halo.

"Very well, these things are all extraneous to me.

"Since I let you cultivate in the Immortal World, you should be given some treasures."

He waved his hand, and the jade chimes, bronze bell, jade sword, and other objects on the small case in front of him flew out and landed in front of the people.

The people who were about to leave were pleasantly surprised.

Each treasure was an invaluable item that was hard to find in the world for them!

With such treasures to protect them, their cultivation would undoubtedly be smooth sailing.

The people reached out their hands, each taking one item, and distributed the various treasures among themselves.

The Immortal Sovereign turned around and looked at Han Muye, who had not received a single item. He said calmly, "Your cultivation level is too low. You can't control these treasures.

"I'll let you take this volume of the Dao scripture to read for now.

"For listening to the Dao, I'll give you this cushion."

As he finished speaking, the Immortal Sovereign raised his hand and smashed the book in his palm into the void.

The book turned into a golden stone tablet that pressed down on Han Muye's back.

Han Muye's body transformed into the appearance of the divine beast Baxia, and a huge tablet on his back flickered with golden light.

After doing this, the Immortal Sovereign's figure moved and gently dispersed.

From beginning to end, he didn't mention accepting Han Muye as a disciple or giving him any treasures. Instead, he made him bear the burden of a 10,000-foot monument.

"Hehe, you younger fellows, if you have a chance in the future, you can come visit my Heavenly Jade Palace."

"Young fellow, I will never forget this opportunity today."

The few cultivators who had been given treasures cupped their hands at Han Muye, who was pressed under the monument, and flew away.

Han Muye couldn't move at all, and his gaze landed on the jade-colored cushion in front of him.

"I'm Tao Hongjing, called the Heaven Ascension Immortal Sovereign. I attained the Dao before the 11th calamity and established my own path, separate from the Heavenly Cycle of the Divine Realm.

"Today, I will accept you as my disciple, passing on my mantle. Are you willing?"

The voice of the Immortal Sovereign resonated in Han Muye's ears.

Before he could speak, the Immortal Sovereign's voice sounded again. "You can't keep this Scroll Heavenly Stele and cushion. The treasure I really left for you won't be this little thing."

"I've engraved the Heavenly Cycle Array on your back. When you comprehend the method to control the Heavenly Cycle Array, you'll be able to dominate the Heavenly Cycle Divine World."

A faint golden light penetrated the back armor of the divine beast, Baxia, that Han Muye had transformed into. The mysterious halo slowly dissipated and finally turned invisible.

Han Muye trembled, and the golden spiritual light that had enveloped him shone brightly, transforming back into a teleportation array that encased his body.

"Leave behind the book monument."

"Leave the prayer cushion given by the Immortal Sovereign before leaving."

A voice sounded from the void of space.

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