Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Su Shiba and Qi Shisan are both young in appearance and full of heroic spirit.

Lu Shi is a big man with a Chinese character face.

Song Jiu was thin and had a graceful aura.

Li San was actually a female cultivator with a long sword on her back. She had an ordinary appearance and wore linen clothes, like a common swordsman.

But Han Muye knew that the swordsman's lineage could never be a mortal swordsman.

Those who can rank third in the line of succession are not ordinary swordsmen.

"Han Shijiu, is the practice over?" Lu Shi, with a face with a national character and a rude face, grinned, "I just hunted a raccoon at the bottom of the valley, and let's drink together."

"Song Jiu's rectification skills are even praised by Elder."

Whether it was Lu Shi, Song Jiu, or a few others, they all looked like mortals living in a village in this spiritual land.

Han Muye was also curious.

In such a spiritual place, shouldn't these elites from the Nine Profound Sword Sect cultivate with all their strength, so they still have time to hunt?

Just like the elder Zhang Zhihe, who is standing not far away, he is an old farmer in the countryside, leisurely planting flowers and raising grass.

"Okay, then I'm welcome." Han Muye smiled and walked out of the big house.

Watching them walk away slowly, Mu Eryi and the others in the distance showed envious expressions on their faces.

Inheritance.

Every one is a descendant.

"This new nineteenth heirloom has actually been invited by five heirs. It's true..." The speaker shook his head gently.

Such treatment, never heard of it.

"Hehe, you exploded 300,000 Spirit Stones in two hours, so you might be able to get an invitation from the heirloom." Mu Eryi smiled and turned his head: "Who said you wanted to invite me to dinner just now?"

Things gather people and divide them into groups. The direct inheritance is the direct inheritance, and the true inheritance is the true inheritance.

The gap between them is far away.

"Even the third heirloom is out. I'm afraid, this Han Nineteen is not only rich..." In the distance, someone whispered softly, then turned his head and walked away.

In the small spiritual land village, because of this new nineteenth direct descendant, he became very active all of a sudden.

...

The earthen pot and the earthen stove, Song Jiu's spatula with a bib waving, and the aroma is overflowing.

Su Shiba and Qi Shisan, who were burning the fire below, were skillful in their movements, and the flames rose and crackled.

Even Lu Shi, a big man with a national character and a face, handed out bowls and chopsticks and mixed a cold dish.

At the wooden table, only Han Muye and Li San sat across from each other.

"Ahem, Senior Sister Li San, I don't know what I can do?" Han Muye turned to look around, and said awkwardly.

"Wash the bowl." Li San put the long sword on his back on the table, then flipped his palm over, and a small wine jar appeared.

"If you don't get drunk after a while, it's you who washes the dishes."

After all, it is the third in the direct line of Nine Profound Sword Sect, so it is not surprising that he has a space ring in his hand.

Han Muye nodded, then whispered, "What if I'm drunk?"

His alcohol intake was not that great.

is the wine is not bad.

Last time, I was also drunk and almost split Luyuan Mountain with Wanjian Guizong.

"If you're drunk, I'll wash the dishes."

Li San very boldly patted the wine jar to seal the mud, and a strong aroma of wine wafted.

This wine must be good wine.

Lu Shi turned his hands and put the mixed cold dishes on the table, and then handed over the bowls and chopsticks.

Before Song Jiu's braised beaver meat was served, Li San had already poured his wine.

"Come, drink one." Li San raised the wine bowl and gestured to Han Muye.

This doesn't seem right?

Han Muye turned his head to see that others were still busy there.

"It's okay, you guys drink it first, I'll just cook it." Song Jiu, who was originally dressed in Immortal Qi, was only left with oil and gas.

After bringing a large plate of raccoon meat to the table, Song Jiu patted Han Muye on the shoulder again: "Nineteen, you should accompany the third sister to drink one first."

The kindness was difficult, and Han Muye had no choice but to pick up the wine bowl.

"what--"

Just as Han Muye brought the wine bowl to his mouth, Li San, who was opposite him, had already drank it in one gulp, let out a long sip of alcohol, and then placed the wine bowl on the table with a "smack".

Is it so bold?

Can't be cowardly!

Han Muye raised his head, took two gulps of the wine in the bowl, and drank it directly.

As soon as the wine entered the mouth, it was already fiery, penetrating through the chest and abdomen.

The scorching heat seemed to set him on fire.

Even Sword Qi in Shenzang, Qi Sea, and Dantian began to vibrate.

"Good wine."

"happy."

Feeling the change in Sword Qi, Han Muye let out a low cry.

Sword Qi oscillates and blends, and is obviously more agile.

This wine is a rare treasure.

Song Jiu and the others all turned their heads to take a look, then turned their heads again.

Li San, who was sitting opposite, also raised his eyes to look at Han Muye, and then chuckled: "Since it's a good wine, drink another one."

She raised her hand to grab the wine jar, Han Muye had already reached out, grabbed the wine jar, and filled the two wine bowls.

"Third sister, please."

Before Song Jiu called Li San the third sister, Han Muye felt that it was not so natural.

Li San picked up the wine bowl again and drank it all in one go.

Han Muye looked at the fragrant beaver meat and green mixed vegetables on the table, so he had to drink again with a bowl.

By the time Song Jiu and Qi Shisan and Su Shisan were busy with their work and came over with two side dishes, Han Muye had already filled five bowls.

After drinking this wine, I began to refine Sword Qi.

At this time, Sword Qi was swirling around him, and the Sword Intent rolling in the Qi Sea swallowed up all the scattered Sword Qi around him.

The three or five strands of Sword Qi were stirred by the alcohol and condensed into one strand.

Sword Qi in Han Muye Dantian, turned into a vortex, a little bit of condensation.

It can be felt that these re-condensed sword threads are much tougher than the previous Sword Qi.

Not only the Sword Qi in Dantian, this wine can also nourish the soul, so that the Sword Qi transformed by the soul can be tempered one after another as if it were forged.

not enough!

Five bowls of wine can only condense a small half of the soul Sword Qi.

Han Muye's eyes gleamed, he stretched out his hand, and directly lifted the wine jar with half of the wine left, raised his head and poured it! How can I pass up this opportunity to condense the soul of Sword Qi?

Lu Shi's expression changed, and just as he was about to reach out to stop it, Li San raised his hand to block it.

"Third sister, this sad wine is not for fun..." Lu Shi turned to look at Li San.

"Yeah, when I drank three bowls, most of my Sword Qi was eliminated." Su Shiba whispered with lingering fears.

Li San stared at Han Muye, Han Muye poured the wine into his mouth, released the Sword Qi on his body, and condensed to the fullest.

Sword Qi in Dantian is finished, and there are Sword intents in Qi Sea.

A Sword intent shook away, which was 128,000 Sword Qi.

This is a rare opportunity to condense Sword Qi.

In the Divine Treasure, Divine Soul Sword Qi has been condensed once, and then began to condense the second time.

A streak of divine light rose above his head.

"Soul Soul Sword Qi?" Looking at the divine light above Han Muye's head, Li San's expression froze, and he said in a low voice.

"In my Sword Sect, there seems to be only one condensed soul Sword Qi, the Sword Pavilion?" Song Jiu was slightly stunned and whispered.

"No, Jiange can have such..." Qi Shisan raised his head and looked at Lu Shi and the others.

Sword Pavilion, isn't that only the sword watcher?

When will sword watchers become Sect heirs?

"boom--"

At this moment, Sword Ray exploded on top of Han Muye's head, and Sword Ray in the soul Sword Qi and Dantian Qi Sea merged into a faint sword shadow.

The Xuanyang Art, condensing the essence, energy and spirit into a sword, turning it into a thousand swords and returning to the ancestors!

As soon as the sword came out, the surrounding Spiritual Qi roared and scattered.

The dishes on the wooden table in front of them were blasted open by Spiritual Qi and scattered around, Lu Shi, Songjiu and others hurriedly avoided them.

Li San raised his hand, swept Sword Ray in his palm, and chopped off all the soup dishes that hit her.

The cold light shone, the Sword Ray dissipated, and the Sword Qi on Han Muye slowly dissipated.

Looking at the mess around, Han Muye shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Sorry, I'll clean it up."

Lu Shi and the others nodded, carried the wine jars, dishes and plates they had just snatched, and walked out.

...

When Han Muye walked out of the kitchen, there were only Lu Shi and Songjiu, Su Shiba and Qi Shisan, and Li San was nowhere to be seen.

"Third sister drank too much, she has already gone back." Seeing Han Muye looking over, Song Jiu smiled and said, "Three bowls must be poured for the third sister's drink."

Three bowls must be poured?

Then you drank five bowls just now, this bowl must have been washed by yourself?

Han Muye smiled and walked over to see that only bones and the bottom of an empty bowl were left on the stone table.

And half a plate of peanuts.

"Han Nineteen, you don't come from a sword pavilion, do you?"

Qi Shisan looked up at Han Muye and asked curiously.

They were guessing when they saw Sword Qi on Han Muye before.

Han Muye nodded and said, "My name is Han Muye, the swordsman of the sword pavilion."

Really swordsman?

Lu Shi and the others looked at each other, and their faces were a little different.

"Nineteen, that, Sword Watcher, is very profitable?" Su Shiba leaned forward and asked in a low voice.

When Han Muye burst into practice with 100,000 Spirit Stones, he and Qi Shisan also prepared to gather Spirit Stones and return them to Han Muye.

But Han Muye burst into practice with 300,000 Spirit Stones, which made them lose their temper.

Who can play this?

300,000 Spirit Stones, if they really took it out, they would go bankrupt.

Now that Han Muye said that he is a sword watcher, they are even more curious. Isn't the sword watcher guarding swords in the sword pavilion, how can Han Muye have such a wealth?

"Making money?" Han Muye nodded and said, "It's alright, all the brothers and sisters will help you, and you will be rewarded for leading swords and choosing swords."

Choose a sword and pay for it?

With this, can you earn a fortune like Han Muye?

"Nineteen, you are very good at choosing swords?" Song Jiu asked curiously.

"It's okay." Han Muye sat on the stone bench and reached out to pick two peanuts and put them in his mouth.

"Haha, then you have to help me choose a good sword. I'm just about to change my saber." Su Shiba raised his hand and placed a narrow long sword on the stone table.

"Look, what kind of sword is suitable for me."

This is obviously meant to be a school test.

Han Muye reached out and pressed lightly on the sword.

The sword has a master, so it is difficult for him to absorb the Sword Qi in it, and it is not easy to detect the memory in the sword, but the basic information of the long sword is instantly clear.

"The sword is three feet and five minutes long, weighs five catties and one dollar, and the blade has a blood groove on both sides, leaving a line of sharpness."

"Light spirit iron was melted during refining, and the wind speed spirit pattern engraved on the sword body is a fast sword."

Having said this, Han Muye paused slightly, then raised his head and said, "Brother Eighteen, are you a left-handed sword?"

Su Shiba looked at him, his expression from calm to smiling.

"Good guy, awesome."

"At this level, you can make a lot of money just by going to the sword."

"No wonder he has such a wealth."

Just reach out and touch the sword, and you can detect all kinds of information about the sword.

That's all, the key is to be able to say that Su Shiba used the left-handed sword.

Such means are brilliant.

"Make money?" Han Muye shook his head and said, "I don't make money from this."

"I'll pill refining."

Pill refining?

Song Jiu and the others looked at him and looked up and down.

Is this still a swordsman?

"By the way, Sanjie's wine just now was really good. Did she make it herself?" Han Muye didn't look at Song Jiu and the others, reached out and grabbed a handful of peanuts, and then asked curiously.

Hearing his words, Lu Shi shook his head and said, "You said that sad wine, it was brewed by Boss Deng."

"He said that when the third sister finished drinking, he would almost return from the northern region."

Deng boss?

Northern Territory?

Sad wine?

There is a story!

In Han Muye's eyes, there is a sparkle.

It's not Eight Trigrams, it's just curiosity.