Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion



Huang Six, sitting in his original spot, looked up and watched the three figures flying away. He whispered, "Xiaoxuan can't really live forever, can he?"

As cultivators advanced in their cultivation, their lifespan almost became immortal after reaching the Heaven Realm.

And for the majority of cultivators, their appearance and physical aging also slowed down significantly.

ƥαṇdα-ηθνε|·ƈθm But Gao Xiaoxuan's transformation happened very quickly, from a seven or eight-year-old child to a cold and stern young man, and now to a scholar in his thirties.

"He is the reincarnation of the residual soul of Wen Qu, and his divine soul is not complete, so his lifespan has always been relatively short.

"In the past, the Divine Emperor sealed him in the Mystic Sun Sword to let him regain some of his strength."

Han Muye shook his head and said in a low voice.

The more one cultivated and reached profound realms, the more they realized the frailty of human power.

Han Muye could help Gao Xiaoxuan achieve longevity, but would the Gao Xiaoxuan who achieved longevity still be the same as before?

If Gao Xiaoxuan desired longevity, he would seek the path of longevity himself.

"I hope that Bai Wuhen can help him…"

Although the karmic relationship between Bai Wuhen and Gao Xiaoxuan from their past lives couldn't continue in this life, the entanglement of their karma still existed.

Even if Bai Wuheng comprehended the karma, she didn't truly sever it.

What Han Muye meant was that if Bai Wuhen wanted to stay, perhaps Gao Xiaoxuan could stay as well.

Otherwise, they could only watch Gao Xiaoxuan reincarnate again and wait for his eventual return.

"Boom!"

In front of them, amidst the gloomy clouds, a loud rumbling sound came.

A gleam of light flashed in Han Muye's eyes.

Huang Zhihu, sitting not far away, froze in her tracks and disappeared from her original spot. When she reappeared, she was already holding a long sword, stepping into the void.

Behind her, 36 sword cultivators dressed in black stood solemnly, wielding their swords.

Sixth Brother Huang remained motionless, waving his hand, and several shadows swiftly flew away.

"This girl is still too impatient," muttered Huang Six.

In front of them, the rumbling sound continued, accompanied by piercing tearing and sword whistling sounds in the air.

Han Muye and Huang Six walked out of the cabin, while on another flying ship, Mu Wan, Lu Qingping, Yunduan, and others were already standing on the deck.

Seeing Huang Zhihu standing in the sky, a trace of worry appeared on Lu Qingping's face.

"Sixth Sister-in-law, isn't Zhihu a great general who dominates the region? What are you worried about?" Mu Wan turned her head and chuckled.

"That's right. Zhi Hu's cultivation level is already at the Divine Transformation realm. At this age, even Prime Minister Han is only so-so, right?" Yunduan said proudly.

Lu Qingping shook her head and said in a low voice, "In my eyes, she's not a general. She's just a little girl who hasn't grown up."

Even though Huang Zhihu's cultivation level was extraordinary and her combat prowess was formidable, she still seemed unchanged in Lu Qingping's eyes..

"Sixth Sister-in-law, you have to let go," Mu Wan reached out and held Lu Qingping's arm, leaning closer, "I think you should have a few more children with Sixth Brother, so you won't have so much energy to worry about Zhihu."

Yunduan also chuckled at the side.

Hearing Mu Wan's words, Lu Qingping's face blushed slightly. She nervously lowered her head, then seemed to gather her courage and looked at Mu Wan, "Junior Sister Mu, you've been with Brother Han for so long…"

Mu Wan blushed.

Lu Qingping lowered her voice, "Sixth Brother's cultivation has transcended the mortal realm, so it's difficult for us to have offspring.

"As an alchemist, do you have any solutions?"

Lu Qingping's words made Mu Wan's expression darken and she shook her head gently.

"Back then, I studied the inheritance of bloodline power with Senior Brother before, and developed some pills.

"But such pills are completely useless for him and Brother Liu, who are at such a powerful level."

The effectiveness of bloodline pills for strong cultivators like Han Muye was almost negligible.

Lu Qingping let out a sigh, looked up at Huang Zhihu in the void.

At this moment, the clouds ahead churned, and flashes of golden light appeared.

Huang Zhihu pointed her sword forward, and with a low shout, "Suppress."

As she spoke, the 36 sword cultivators behind her instantly unsheathed their swords. The sword edges turned into intertwining flowing lights, forming a net that hung in the air like countless stars.

Heavenly Cycle Sword Formation!

The Heavenly Cycle Sword Formation was inherited from Sword Venerable Yuan Tian, but Han Muye had gained more comprehension from the Heavenly Cycle Chessboard.

Huang Zhihu commanded millions of sword cultivators, and whenever they formed a formation, the millions of sword lights merged into one, creating a towering long sword that traversed the sky. Even the mighty deities and gods dared not face it directly.

Even the most powerful Heavenly Venerables would shudder before this sword light.

With this sword formation, Huang Zhihu traversed the void, spreading the might of the Heavenly Mystic across countless realms.

As the master of the sword formation, Huang Zhihu also made improvements to the Heavenly Cycle Sword Formation.

The power of this sword formation has become even more formidable, while the required power for convergence has decreased.

To gather such a minimal amount of power to form a formation that can evolve the heavens and the earth is the pinnacle performance of a top-tier sword formation.

Thirty-six strands of sword light intersected, instantly slicing the thousands of feet of space ahead into countless fragments, and in the gloomy void, stars flickered.

Under the illumination of the starlight, the figures of Gao Xiaoxuan, Daoist Dayan, and Zhao Yunlong appeared.

Gao Xiaoxuan held a sword in one hand and a brush in the other. With a stroke of his brush, rivers and mountains transformed with the setting sun.

Daoist Dayan transformed into a gentle breeze and reappeared, thrusting forward with a sword.

Zhao Yunlong wielded a long sword with agile movements, with sword light flickering.

In front of the three of them, towering black exotic beasts pounced, roaring and spewing dark green flames.

These exotic beasts were covered in scales, surrounded by flames on all four limbs, with strands of lightning flickering in their eyes. Their skulls were as hard as bronze.

Each of these exotic beasts possessed the strength of a Heaven Realm Nascent Soul or above and could cooperate with each other. They showed no sign of retreat in the face of Gao Xiaoxuan and the others.

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