Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Since that Ziyanjian is willing to follow him, let him follow him.

The broken sword in front of him just filled the lack of a sword in the sword pavilion.

Han Muye's operation is considered self-defeating.

But in the sword pavilion, in the eyes of the sword watchers, it really doesn't matter.

With so many swords, who cares about one or two less?

Huang Laoliu hid a good sword. Yesterday, Han Muye saw him wipe it quietly.

Looking at the broken sword on the case, Han Muye gently stretched out his hand and fixed it.

A faint Sword Qi protruded from his palm, pouring into the broken sword.

The broken sword vibrated slightly, and at the fracture, there was a trace of blue breath that was hard to see with the naked eye.

After ten breaths, Han Muye let go.

"Really useful."

Looking at the broken sword that has been connected, a hint of joy flashed on his face.

When Sword Qi in his body blended with the aura in the sword, he wanted to explore the role of Sword Qi.

Looking at it now, it really is good for swords.

Although the sword in front of him still had traces at the fracture, it would be broken if it was swung, but it was truly connected.

In the future, it will be repaired slowly with Sword Qi, and it will always be in good condition.

It only took thirty-two Sword Qi, and Han Muye felt that it was worth it to repair a broken sword.

There are still many, many ways of Sword Qi left in his body.

If you want to get more Sword Qi, just wipe the long sword often later.

Sending the long sword repaired on the case to the wooden stand, Han Muye began to wipe the long sword again.

In the middle of the afternoon, Huang Laoliu came out, who had slept and looked much better. He frowned when he saw Han Muye wiping his sword.

But he didn't speak out.

Han Muye has only three months left to live, so he can do whatever he likes.

"Someone came to change the sword just now, and I was blasted away."

Han Muye spoke while wiping his long sword.

Change swords?

Huang Laoliu raised his hand to open the booklet on the long case, saw Han Muye's record, frowned and said, "Luo Tian? Inner Sect deacon Luo Yisheng's direct son?"

Han Muye turned his head and raised his eyebrows: "Are you still a royal family member?"

Huang Laoliu closed the book and said with a laugh: "It's okay, it's just an ordinary character in the Inner Sect, and we sword watchers don't have anything to do with them."

Just as he was speaking, Huang Laoliu raised his head and looked at the door of Jiange.

"Boy Han, after you came to the Jiange, the Jiange became more lively."

"In the past, it was common for no one to come for ten days and a half months."

He just finished his words, and a clear voice came from the door: "Dan Tang disciple Mu Wan, came to Jiange, and wanted to see Han Muye brother."

Huang Lao Liuyi grinned and said with a smile: "It turned out to be looking for you, Boy Han."

Mu Wan?

Is that the pill refining girl who gave her a high-quality pill yesterday?

Han Muye put away his long sword and walked to the gate of the sword pavilion.

"I'll go out for a walk first, you guys can talk slowly." Huang Laoliu's toothless smile looked a bit funny, but in Han Muye's eyes, it was a little more cordial.

Huang Lao Liu stretched out his hand and patted Han Muye on the shoulder, walked out of the sword pavilion, smiled at Mu Wan, and walked away.

"This is the sword pavilion?" Mu Wan, who put her head in, only felt chills all over her body, and the bright halo in her eyes made her feel dizzy.

It is said that Sword Qi hurts people here in Jiange, and if he can't come, he won't come. It seems to be true or not.

Han Muye waved his hand, and all the swordsmen seemed to have received an order to hide Sword Qi.

When Mu Wan stepped into the sword pavilion, she could no longer feel the slightest chill, as if the feeling just now was just an illusion.

"I didn't know that the two solid pills were fine products until I came back."

Han Muye took out the remaining solid pill and placed it on the long table.

"Return this one to you, and that one has been swallowed. When I get enough of Medicine Pill's Spirit Stones, I will send it to Dantang."

Everyone has come to the door, so it's not good to hide and tuck it, right?

The boutique Medicine Pill costs 15 Spirit Stones per piece, so it's not easy to directly account for this cheapness. What's more, it's cheap for a little girl.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Mu Wan was stunned, then covered her face and smiled.

"Senior Brother Han, do you think I'm here to ask you for Spirit Stones?"

The little girl has a good figure, and her eyebrows and eyes are also very good-looking. She looks good when she smiles.

Han Muye gave a nine-point evaluation in his heart.

The main reason is that the body has not yet grown, and there is still room for development in terms of size.

Seemingly feeling Han Muye's gaze, Mu Wan snorted lightly, raised her hand and took out a small jade bottle.

"Yesterday, I was able to refine a high-quality pill, and it was all thanks to your guidance, Senior Brother."

"These are two solid pills refined in the third furnace. I'll give them to my senior brother."

Saying that, she put the jade bottle on the long table.

"Send me?" Han Muye was a little surprised.

In the cultivation world, the life of low-level disciples is not easy.

No one has many extra Spirit Stones on hand.

These two high-quality solid pills can be exchanged for a lot of Spirit Stones.

Little girl, this is kind of interesting.

"Of course it was given to Senior Brother." Mu Wan's expression remained unchanged.

Han Muye reached out and held the jade bottle, then looked at Mu Wan: "Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

Hearing his words, Mu Wan's face turned red, but she nodded, and then said in a low voice, "I was very touched by what Senior Brother said yesterday."

"Unfortunately, I'm rather dull and can't understand it for a while."

Saying that, she looked up at Han Muye: "I'm learning to make a medicine pill recently, and it's always difficult to do it. I want to ask my senior brother to help me."

See pill refining?

It's not your fault for this.

Han Muye thought about it, nodded and said, "Yes, then, the day after tomorrow, the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, I will go to the Dan Tang."

He is going to go to the Inner Sect tomorrow to see if there is a suitable Cultivation Technique.

"Okay, I'll wait for senior brother in Dantang the day after tomorrow." Mu Wan smiled, bowed slightly, turned around and left.

Han Muye shook his head, looked at the jade bottle in his hand, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

It's all money...

"Hey, what about the little girl? You're leaving now? Why don't you stay for a meal or something?"

Huang Laoliu, who had turned back from nowhere, stretched his head, first looked at the direction of Han Muye's quiet room, and then spoke with regret.

What are you thinking? Han Muye didn't bother to pay attention to him, reached out and opened the jade bottle and poured out the two Medicine Pills in it.

"Honey, is it a high-quality solid pill again?" Huang Laoliu stepped forward, and said with envy on his face: "How many Spirit Stones did you buy?"

"It was given by Junior Sister Mu." Han Muye put his solid pill into the jade bottle and said lightly.

Huang Lao Liu had the urge to reach out and scratch Han Muye's face.

Do female cultivators in this world look at their faces?

Can the boutique Dan be given away for free?

"Why, want?" Han Muye looked at Huang Lao Liu and handed the jade bottle over: "If Brother Liu wants it, take one of ten Spirit Stones."

Huang Laoliu frowned. Just as he was about to speak, Han Muye had already said, "I want to gather some Spirit Stones and go to the Inner Sect transfer power hall tomorrow to see if I can buy a Cultivation Technique."

"This solid pill, I don't think it's very useful to me."

Hearing his words, Huang Laoliu nodded.

Without cultivation Cultivation Technique, Medicine Pill cannot be refined, so it is really not very useful.

If you can practice a Cultivation Technique, it will be different.

Perhaps, it will give Han Muye a chance.

"Sure, then I want this Medicine Pill." Taking the jade bottle, Huang Laoliu returned to his quiet room, put a pack of Spirit Stones on the table, turned around and left.

Han Muye untied the cloth bag, stunned.

In this cloth bag, there are a hundred Spirit Stones neatly arranged.

"Inner Sect Cultivation Technique is not cheap, you can't buy a good Cultivation Technique without 100 bucks of Spirit Stones."

"If I borrow it from you, remember to pay it back to me with interest."

Huang Laoliu's voice came.