Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Bai Suzhen knew a lot of things, and the position of the elders of the sword pavilion was different, and many points of view were also different.

Han Muye listens and thinks.

The Southern Wilderness invaded the Western Xinjiang, which was a critical situation for the major Sects.

But for many small Sects and many masters under the Golden Core situation, it is not an opportunity to rise.

Just like Jiu Xuan Sword Sect and Feng Ling Sword Sect fighting against each other, low-level disciples are inevitably injured, and among them, there are bound to be many who come out and become strong.

"Senior Brother Han, you need to get better soon."

Bai Suzhen looked at Han Muye as if she was looking at a pile of top-quality Spirit Stones, her eyes shining.

"Within three months, the sects will send their masters to be stationed at Fengshou Mountain, and the low-level disciples are all open to practice."

"The price of Medicine Pill in the Peiyuan period and Qi Condensation period has increased by 30%."

Lowering her voice, Bai Suzhen couldn't hide her joy: "Exquisite Dan, the price can go up by at least 50%, and the supply is still in short supply."

In fact, Need for Pill has always been in short supply.

It's just that this time the war is imminent, and the demand is indeed greater.

Han Muye also wanted to pill refining, but his soul was vacant for the time being, and he couldn't support the consumption of pill refining.

"The Medicine Pill that heals the soul..." Bai Suzhen frowned and said softly, "I'll think of a way to see if I can help you find one or two for Senior Brother."

Bai Suzhen is really arrogant, even this kind of Medicine Pill has a way.

When Bai Suzhen left, Han Muye swayed back to the sword pavilion.

"Brother Han, the shopkeeper Bai cares about you." Huang Laoliu stood in front of the stone steps with his hands behind his back, as if he could see through everything.

"It's just that you need to know that you are now the only inheritor of Jiange, behind the two ancestors, you must respect your identity."

Han Muye remembered the time when Huang Laoliu encouraged him to match up with Mu Wan.

This guy didn't even have the courage to express himself in front of Lu Qingping, but he was righteous when it came to other people's affairs.

"Sixth brother, sixth sister-in-law hasn't written any letter recently?" Han Muye asked as he raised his head.

Huang Lao Liu's face stiffened.

Han Muye walked over with a smile and asked in a low voice, "Sixth brother, you've exhausted your Sword Qi, are you still repairing it?"

This question made Huang Lao Liu's expression change constantly.

Finally, he shook his head.

"I'll be safe and secure for three years, to be an external deacon, the inheritance of the sword pavilion, it's enough to have you."

"When your eldest nephew grows up, I will let him worship at your door, and you will teach him to practice."

Huang Laoliu's eyes were bright.

Many practitioners in the world do not have this brilliance in their eyes.

With Huang Laoliu and the others guarding the Jiange, Han Muye, who was sick, went to the quiet room to rest.

Back in the quiet room, Han Muye sat cross-legged lightly, with a faint Sword Qi agitation on his body.

Xuan Yang Art.

Spiritual body Sword Qi is mobilized at the same time, smashing bones and muscles, condensing sword bones, absorbing Sword Qi, and domesticating drives.

The Sword Qi absorbed around Han Muye was not enough. Sword Qi in the Qi Sea quickly circulated and rolled back into Dantian.

When I was cultivating the sword art, it was unspeakably painful to absorb Sword Qi into the body, but at this time it was transformed into the Xuanyang art, and the pain was long gone.

This is what meditation is like.

How can practice rely on self-abuse?

This time, Han Muye spent nearly three days cultivating.

A total of one piece of top-grade Spirit Stones and three thousand Sword Qi are spent.

In the past three days, he had entered the Mysterious Yang Art, and Dantian had condensed a thousand docile Sword Qi, the fleshy sword bone condensed a hint of jade, and in the divine possession, a trace of divine soul Sword Qi was once again condensed.

The Mysterious Yang Jue, which is cultivated in three ways, improves the balance of power, strengthens the physical body and Dantian Spiritual Qi, and increases the speed of cultivation.

At this time, Han Muye's Spiritual Qi practice is finally about to set foot on Peiyuan Seventh Stage.

He also had a top-quality fusion elixir and a fine product in his hand. When he set foot on the Seventh Stage, he was going to swallow these two pills to see if he could directly charge the Cultivation Base to the Ninth Stage.

Sure enough, practice is really a resource-intensive thing.

Not to mention the ordinary Peiyuan period, it is the second generation of Xiu in the Sect. How many people can spend a piece of high-grade Spirit Stones in one practice?

There are also those Sword Qi, which are not easy to find elsewhere. They have to be nurtured all year round before they can collect a trace.

If Han Muye spends so much Sword Qi training, I'm afraid that even Sect Leader Kanazawa can't afford it.

When he walked out of the quiet room and came to the gate of Jiange, Han Muye was slightly taken aback.

At the entrance of Jiange, the old man standing side by side with Jiange Elder and Tao Ran is the head of the Cao family, Cao Anchun.

But at this time, Cao Anchun only had one arm left.

Right arm, broken.

"Little friend Han." Cao Anchun turned to look at Han Muye. Seeing Han Muye looking at his broken arm, a smile appeared on his face: "Little friend, I brought Xiao'e here, and I'm going to ask you to give pointers on body training."

Under the stone steps, Cao E, the grandson of the Cao family, who had lost a lot of weight, bowed slightly towards Han Muye. This time, the Cao family was also in great trouble.

Cao Anchun's arm was broken, and the grandson of the Cao family was taken away, and his whereabouts are unknown.

This matter, Jiu Xuan Jianmen is also embarrassed.

After all, the Cao family has always been an iron core of Jianmen, and has provided swords forging and refining for Jianmen for generations.

Han Muye cupped fist towards Cao Anchun, then smiled and nodded to Cao E.

This is the difference between a big power and a small family.

Even if the Cao family is an aristocratic family of refining tools, they are also vassals of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Cao Anchun broke his arm and the Cao family suffered. He knew that he was implicated by Jiuxuan Jianmen, so he did not dare to complain about Jiuxuan Jianmen.

On the contrary, because he broke his arm and could not make high-quality swords, Cao Anchun was also worried that Jiuxuan Jianmen would abandon the Cao family.

He sent Cao E to find Han Muye to deduce the strength of the iron bull, and came to Jiange to reminisce with Tao Ran and Jiange Elder, all in order to maintain friendship.

Cao E was practicing boxing on the bluestone square in front of Jiange, behind which there were shadows of cyan bulls. The power of five bulls is already rare.

It can be seen that this Miss Cao's Sun is really not bad in cultivation and comprehension.

After finishing a set of Fist Technique, Cao E bowed and saluted, waiting for Han Muye's comment.

"Ms. Cao's aptitude for comprehension is very good. She can cultivate the power of five bulls in such a short period of time. This is also a rare person on Jiuxuan Mountain."

Han Muye has already mastered the art of commenting at the last Sect meeting.

Sure enough, this opening sentence made Cao Anchun and Cao E's expressions soften a lot.

"With Miss Cao's comprehension, the strength of this iron bull can be repaired for half a year, and it may reach the Eighth Stage of Peiyuan, the strength of the Eight Bulls."

Cao E had cultivated the Cao family's body-refinement technique before, but the body-refinement technique was poor, and her own body-refinement skills were not bad.

According to Han Muye's calculations, it won't take long for Cao E to cultivate the power of the Eight Bulls.

"What Xiaoyou Han means, is it difficult for Xiao'e to achieve the strength of nine bulls?"

Hearing Cao Anchun's reminder, Cao E, who had a hint of joy, froze slightly.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that Ms. Cao practiced more, and she would be able to cultivate the strength of nine bulls in the next year." Han Muye's comment was extremely euphemistic.

This made both Cao Anchun and Cao E breathe a sigh of relief.

It is not necessary to cultivate the strength of nine bulls, but to be able to achieve the strength of nine bulls, indicating that this Cultivation Technique is correct, and the inheritance of the Cao family will be a little more heavy in the future.

Cao Anchun sent an invitation to Han Muye and Jiange Elder Tao Ran to be a guest at Cao's house, and then led Cao E down the mountain.

When they left, Tao Ran's ancestor turned to look at the Jiange ancestor beside him and said, "Chang Gong, what can you see in this body refining technique?"

Hearing his words, Gao Changgong nodded and said, "It's like the body-refinement technique in the army of the dynasty over there in Zhongzhou."

"It's just that the inheritance system of Zhongzhou's body refining technique is rigorous, not like this iron bull's strength is the strength of nine bulls."

Zhongzhou.

That is the place with the strongest strength and the most great cultivators in the cultivation world.

The Mysterious Sky World spans countless thousands of miles, and there are countless practitioners.

However, it is recognized that the place where cultivation flourishes is Zhongzhou.

The other four regions, even the East China Sea, which is known as the sword cultivator, is not qualified to be compared with Zhongzhou.

Zhongzhou is rich in resources and prosperous in practice, and has little intersection with the four regions.

To go to Zhongzhou from the western Xinjiang, it is necessary to travel through the vast Cangyuan. Among them, the danger is that even the Golden Core practitioners are buried in their bones.

In the past, practitioners from Zhongzhou had come to the Western Xinjiang, but they just disliked the desolation of the Western Xinjiang, the Spiritual Qi was thin, and there was not much inheritance left, so they left immediately.

I am used to living in Zhongzhou. Outside Zhongzhou, it is a wasteland of barbarians.

Han Muye also didn't expect that this iron bull strength would be related to Zhongzhou's body refining technique.

He told Zhao Pu how he got his strength and other possible secrets to the two elders.

"In this way, the secret realm of the ruins is really likely to be left by the practitioners of Zhongzhou Xiu."

Ancestor Tao Ran nodded, looked at Han Muye and said, "I traveled in the Western Xinjiang, and I also encountered several secret realm ruins. When I have the opportunity, I will take you to explore."

"Cultivation is not just burying one's head in hard work."

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Huang Laoliu who was on the side: "Huang Zhenxiong is not bad, he is not arrogant or impetuous, and he is also preparing to cultivate his mind. In the future, he will have an epiphany, and his future will be limitless."

Huang Lao Liu grinned, then closed it again.

This seems to be complimenting him, just listen, not very good.

Han Muye looked at Huang Laoliu and then at Ancestor Tao Ran.

This old man doesn't seem to be able to.

There is a problem with eyesight.

For more than a month since he woke up, Han Muye spent most of his time practicing in a quiet room.

This is the most stable time since he embarked on the road of cultivation.

When it comes to dinner every day, it is natural to enjoy wine and meat, and the elders of Jiange and Tao Ran tell some allusions about the practice, and all kinds of practice orders that have never been heard of.

On weekdays, there are leading sword disciples in the sword pavilion. The Outer Sect Inner Sect is a lot of filial piety. Huang Laoliu and Gao Xiaoxuan take over, and they all share Han Muye, never less.

In one month, Han Muye received nearly 2,000 Spirit Stones for all kinds of honors alone.

Huang Laoliu said proudly that after a while, the disciples in the Sect will be selected to lead the sword from Fengshou Mountain, and they will get more oil and water.

He has already calculated whether to build a big yard or build a shop when he returns to Jinyang.

It looks like a landowner.

In a month, Han Muye's Qi Refining Cultivation Base finally set foot on the Ninth Stage of Cultivation, and the body refining has long been at the peak of Cultivation, and several follow-up Cultivation Techniques of Tie Niu Jin have been derived. After breaking through to Qi Condensation, you can practice.

His Profound Yang Art is also considered a small achievement. Among Dantian, there are more than 30,000 Sword Qi.

For these 30,000 Sword Qi, he spent more than several times the Sword Qi he collected.

But it's worth it.

Thirty thousand Sword Qi in Dantian can circulate the imperial envoy, even if it is exhausted, as long as there is a trace of seeds left, it can still be nourished and regenerated.

Unlike the Sword Qi and Sword intent that were absorbed in Qi Sea before, they are worn out and gone.

In Han Muye's Divine Treasure, the Sword Qi condensed by the divine soul is also much thicker, circling and circulating in the Divine Treasure.

These Sword Qi can make his soul stable, and can continue to condense, making the power of the soul more tenacious.

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It was like fire in June, the outside of the sword pavilion was already extremely hot, and the inside of the sword pavilion was still cool.

Han Muye, dressed in white, stood side by side with Huang Laoliu, with Gao Xiaoxuan standing behind them.

Lu Gao and Lin Shen stood outside the gate of Jiange.

In front of them, the Jiange Elder looked solemn.

"I'm waiting for the sword repairer, and the sword in the opponent should be in awe."

"Swords are not just weapons for killing people, they are also our companions."

The words of the Jiange Elder made Lu Gao, who was standing at the door, stretch out his hand to hold his chest, while Lin Shen, who was beside him, tightened the big sword behind him.

"The rules of the sword pavilion, on the sixth of June, sunbathe the sword."