Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

The nineteenth heirloom!

It's really a heirloom!

Mu Eryi looked at Han Muye who was too young in front of him, and his heart was messy.

The greenness on Han Muye's body is easy to see.

The surging strength of Spiritual Qi on him also shows that his Cultivation Base is not deep enough.

Such a person is actually a heir?

"Sect Leader said that a nineteenth direct descendant has been arranged."

"What's your name?"

Zhang Zhihe looked at Han Muye and spoke softly.

There was a faint halo in his eyes.

"Disciple Han Muye." Han Muye cupped hands.

"Well, then you will be Jiuxuan Jianmen, Han Nineteen."

Zhang Zhihe stretched out his hand to take Han Muye's token, the golden light flashing on his hand, and engraved nineteen or two ancient and simple characters on it.

"My Jiuxuan Jianmen is one of the nine factions in the Western Xinjiang, the Great Swordsman. As the nineteenth direct descendant of Sect, you must always remember the interests of Sect. Sect's reputation is higher than life."

Handing the token back, Zhang Zhihe looked at Han Muye and spoke solemnly.

"Sect's interests and reputation are higher than life?" Han Muye took the token and whispered softly: "This brand is not good, and you have to take risks?"

Mu Eryi, who was standing beside him, already felt like he was going to pat his head.

This is the token passed down by Sect, representing the identity of the nineteenth Sect Leader successor of the entire Nine Profound Sword Sect.

As long as they don't fall, every direct descendant will be a Sect Elder, or that kind of real power elder.

Such people, with their own interests and honor, shouldn't be tied to Sect?

Not to mention the direct disciples, even these true disciples, everything about themselves is also implicated in the Sect, and they are both prosperous and damaged.

This Han Shijiu complained in front of the Sect retired elder, isn't he afraid of making the elder unhappy?

Even a direct disciple would not dare to be so presumptuous in front of a retired elder, right?

"You're right, this token is not only a benefit, but also a responsibility." Sure enough, Elder's tone revealed a suppressed emotion.

"However, compared with his own life, honors and interests are all illusory."

"Alive, only have the opportunity to turn over."

Zhang Zhihe's next words made Mu Eryi's eyes widen.

Zhang Zhihe turned his head to look at Mu Eryi, and then to Han Muye: "You are all elites that Sect has cultivated at great cost, and they are the future of Sect."

"You guys are more important than Sect's interests and Sect's reputation."

He lowered his voice and said softly: "Living elites have infinite possibilities."

"Dead elites, no one will care."

Han Muye chuckled cupped hands: "I am comfortable listening to Elder's words. When will you come to Jiange and have a drink."

Now he eats and drinks with Tao Ran's ancestor and Jiange elder every day, and he no longer has much reverence for these half-step heavenly powerhouses.

What's more, the unfamiliar Tao Ran's ancestor often shriveled in front of him.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Zhang Zhihe's eyes lit up, looked at Han Muye, and then said with a long smile, "Okay, I'll definitely go for a drink when I have time."

"The last time I drank with Tao Ran was a hundred years ago."

"That guy, the wine is not good."

...

Mu Eryi didn't come back to his senses until he accompanied Han Muye out of the mansion.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Han Muye who looked calm.

Is this the direct disciple?

Can you be so casual with retired elders?

"Senior Brother Mu Eryi, you said that the direct disciples can choose a room in this big house and don't need to build it themselves, right?" Han Muye looked at the earth and stone house and asked.

He came here to practice cultivation and use the Spiritual Qi here to stabilize his Cultivation Base, not for vacation.

There are ready-made big houses, and he doesn't want to build them himself.

"Yes, it's empty here, Senior Brother Han, you can choose either."

Mu Eryi hurriedly stretched out his fingers and pointed to the large houses with closed doors in front of them.

Han Muye nodded and walked over.

Are these large houses, some have been locked from the inside, obviously there are people, and some have half-opened locks outside, indicating that no one lives.

Han Muye chose a well-lit room, turned towards Mu Eryi and arched cupped hands, and walked in.

"The new Nineteenth Inheritance, I'm afraid it's going to be lively..." Mu Eryi watched Han Muye walk into the mansion and whispered.

He turned around and walked towards the grass hut outside the big house.

"Hey, Mu Eryi, where is the person who came with you?"

When someone saw Mu Eryi walking out alone, he spoke in surprise.

"I live in a big house." Mu Eryi buried his head and walked forward, replying in a low voice.

Live in a big house!

The questioner's eyes widened.

A new heirloom!

"Come on, senior brother, tell me quickly, what is the origin of this new descendant, why haven't you seen it before?"

"Senior brother, I just hunted wild boar, and we barbecued together. I sliced ​​the boar leg with the golden sword technique to ensure that the skin is thin and the meat is thick."

All the true disciples flocked to Mu Eryi to grab his pick.

With a smile on his face, Mu Er was dragged by them to drink.

"The Nineteenth Inheritance? Interesting." In a certain big room, someone chuckled and whispered.

"Han Nineteen? The Sect Leader's path is cut off. What else is there to think about? Humph."

Somewhere in the big house, someone whispered in a cold tone.

Han Muye didn't care about the changes of everyone in the spiritual land. He walked into the big room and saw that it was simply furnished. It only had a long case and a small bookshelf more than his quiet room.

There are only three or two books on the shelf.

I walked over to the bookshelf and looked at it. They were just writing travel notes and comprehension. Obviously, it was left by the previous owner, not a Cultivation Technique.

Not interested in watching these, Han Muye walked to the wooden couch, moved, and sat in Lotus Position.

Among his Dantians, the originally silent Spiritual Qi churned and began to spin.

"Om-"

Around him, vortices appeared one after another, with clear Spiritual Qi pouring into his body.

At this moment, the dark golden light in the room turned into silk threads, intertwined.

The power of formation.

This formation can collect all the Spiritual Qi in the surrounding space, and it can also lock the Spiritual Qi in the big house to prevent it from escaping.

It seems that this is the legendary gathering spirit formation.

In the big house, the Spiritual Qi around Han Muye rolled like a wave before rushing into Dantian.

One after another Sword Qi is like a swimming fish in Dantian, shuttle is uncertain, and the Spiritual Qi is freely handled.

Because the attraction and absorption of Spiritual Qi was too strong, outside the big house where Han Muye lived, the Spiritual Qi visible to the naked eye turned into a vortex.

"This new nineteenth direct descendant has a good foundation, and even the Second Stage of the Spirit Gathering Array has been inspired." Mu Eryi and the others sitting under the tree in the distance looked up, and someone spoke in a low voice.

"It's normal, but if it's a direct line, who can't inspire the Second Stage of the Spirit Gathering Array?" Someone shook his head and chuckled. "I remember that Song Qiye practiced for the first time in the big house, but it directly inspired the Third Stage of the Spirit Gathering Array, and even the Elder took action to reinforce the formation for him and pull the Spiritual Qi."

"Hehe, you don't know the rumors, when the Sect Leader was practicing in the spiritual land, day and night, it affected the spiritual land formation, and the roar continued?"

In the spiritual world, talent is valued.

The better the practitioner's foundation, the farther the path of practice will be.

The practice after entering the spiritual land, who can absorb the Spiritual Qi feet, shows who has a solid foundation.

This little skill is passed on in the spiritual land.

It's just that Han Muye is a proper newcomer, and he doesn't know anything about the skills and rules in the spiritual ground.

"The Nineteenth Inheritance, let me see why you are equal to me." Beside Han Muye's mansion, a low voice sounded, and then, aura rose.

"Om-"

A vortex appeared directly, knocking away the vortex on Han Muye's big house and taking away all the Spiritual Qi that Han Muye had absorbed before.

"Om-"

This vortex appeared, and another vortex appeared on the other big house, coming to compete for Spiritual Qi.

"It's starting, it's Su Shiba and Qi Shisan who shot."

Looking at the two vortexes competing for Spiritual Qi, someone's eyes sparkled and he spoke in a low voice.

This is the way to welcome new people.

In fact, even among the true disciples, there will be similar temptations.

In the world of practice, strength is respected.

Without strength, how can it be respected by others?

If you can't take a place in the competition of your peers, why should you enjoy the same treatment as others?

"It's a pity that Qian Jiuye didn't take action, otherwise, it would be wonderful." Looking at the vortex that Han Muye's roof was about to collapse under the attack of two vortices, someone shook his head and whispered.

"Hehe, how is it possible that the direct descendants in the top ten won't take action unless..."

Someone whispered.

Unless, the newcomer is absolutely strong, strong enough to threaten the direct succession of the top ten.

But this is not possible.

Spiritual cultivation is already the best treatment for Jianmen disciples.

The top ten direct disciples have all cultivated in the spiritual land for a long time, and Cultivation Base is no longer inferior to ordinary elders.

New direct disciples, no matter if they are Cultivation Base or Talent, can't pose a threat to the top ten direct disciples.

In the big room, Han Muye began to slowly stabilize his Cultivation Base.

The Spiritual Qi absorbed by the Spirit Gathering Array is enough for him to run Dantian.

In such a comparison, the Spiritual Qi in the spiritual land is indeed much richer than the outside.

At least practicing in the quiet room of the Jiange, relying on the amount of Spiritual Qi absorbed, it is not enough to even plug the gap between the teeth.

While absorbing Spiritual Qi and consolidating Qi Condensation Cultivation Base, Han Muye raised his hand and took out the sword pill that Lin Shen had given him before.

Round and smooth.

This sword pill doesn't look like a sword at all.

Holding the sword pill in his hand, Han Muye urged a Spiritual Qi to interweave with a Sword Qi, and poured into it gently.

As soon as Spiritual Qi and Sword Qi entered the sword pill, the sword pill began to vibrate slightly.

Really motivating.

Han Muye took a light breath, and then no longer hesitated, Sword Qi and Spiritual Qi in Dantian began to follow the palm of his hand, rushing into the sword pill.

"Om-"

The original Yurun Jianwan roared, and there was a trace of icy cold on it.

Darkness and coldness, this is the breath that a sword should have!

Han Muye didn't stop, Spiritual Qi and Sword Qi crashed into Jianwan like a torrent and began to train.

The jade color on the sword pill retreated, showing a dark aura.

One after another blood-colored spiritual patterns flashed on the sword pill.

A Sword Qi.

A Spiritual Qi.

Ten Swords Qi.

Ten Spiritual Qi.

...

Thirty thousand Sword Qi poured into Jian Wan, causing Jian Wan to slowly begin to blur.

Then Han Muye was shocked.

Spiritual Qi in Dantian, not enough.

Although his Dantian is vast, far surpassing that of the practitioners of the same generation, it is only Qi Condensation First Stage after all, and it is not yet stable.

The Spiritual Qi stored in it is not enough to refine that sword pill at all.

As for the Spiritual Qi absorbed by the Spirit Gathering Array, he didn't care.

too little.

Frowning slightly, Han Muye took a deep breath.

Raise your hand, and ten top-grade Spirit Stones appear.

At this time, the Spiritual Qi vortex above his big house was already weak and about to dissipate.

"Haha, I can only hold on for half an hour, this nineteenth heirloom, it won't work..." Looking at the vortex that was about to dissipate, someone shook his head softly.

"Indeed, it's still a little tender, let's see if it will be soft, it's not ashamed." Someone chuckled.

Today, I can see the battle between the direct descendants and witness an embarrassment of the direct descendants, which is also a topic to talk about later.

Mu Eryi frowned as he looked at the slowly dissipating vortex.

He always felt that this Han Nineteen was probably not as simple as it seemed.

This is the person who invited the retired elder to drink.

In mid-air, the two vortices that smashed the Spiritual Qi vortex of Han Muye's mansion began to collide.

It seems that the two direct disciples still want to decide the outcome.

At this moment, in the big house below, there was a loud noise.

"Om-"

The sound was not loud, and then a faint aura rose.

And then, everyone's eyes widened!

"boom--"

Above the big house, a golden light curtain shrouded one after another.

"Lock Spirit Formation!"

"One."

"Two ways."

"Three ways."

"Five Dao."

"Ten Locking Spirit Formations!"

"This guy exploded 100,000 Spirit Stones in one practice!"

"Fuck, this guy is the illegitimate child of Sect Leader, his own son..."