Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

In this world, there are still people who pour Sword Qi into Dan Ding!

Jiang Ming, who was trembling all over, raised his head and stared at Han Muye.

The Sword Qi in the Dan Cauldron is thick and gentle, and compared to what he cultivated himself, I don't know how tyrannical it is.

"Young Master, you, you too, refining with Sword Qi pill?"

Jiang Ming only felt that his own heart was beating fiercely.

Sword Qi pill refining!

This method is not unique to me, there are people in the same way!

This method has a real chance of success!

As a Rogue Cultivators, apart from the basic practice method and Alchemy knowledge from inheritance, he explores the rest by himself.

For so many years, his research on pill refining can be described as sleepless nights.

He only refines clear snow pills in his life.

But the more so, the gap between his Alchemy level and his peers is getting bigger and bigger.

Whenever he has a novel idea and tells it, others say he is whimsical.

Especially when he shared the Sword Qi pill refining method with good people from Kendo Cultivation Base, he was mercilessly mocked.

To be looked down upon by others and scolded by others, Jiang Ming asked for his own way.

But whose heart is not fleshy?

In the dark, who hasn't been hurt?

Looking at Han Muye, Jiang Ming was scared.

He was afraid Han Muye shook his head.

This feeling is as if he brought the refined Medicine Pill in front of Mu Lao and waited for him to evaluate it.

At that time, it was Mu Lao who shook his head regretfully.

"I use Sword Qi pill refining." Han Muye's answer was straightforward and straightforward.

These words seemed to hit Jiang Ming's chest, making him breathless.

Picking up the jug on the long table in front of him, Jiang Ming lifted the lid of the jug and poured it into his mouth!

Only by drinking like this can he quench the thirst in his heart at this time!

"happy!"

"Good wine!"

When he finished drinking the bottle on his table, he grabbed the bottle on the table next to him, raised his head and drank for a long time.

This crazy look made the people around him even more disgusted and gave way.

"Jiang Ming, is this guy drunk again?"

"Hmph, you can do crazy things like pouring Dan Ding with Sword Qi. Is it not a trivial matter to get drunk?"

In addition, these people looked at Han Muye with a lot of displeasure.

Han Muye chuckled and shook his head, looking into the distance.

Over there, the ancestor of the Mu family sat next to the ancestor of Tao Ran, holding a wine glass.

The two whispered and clinked glasses, all with smiles on their faces, and they seemed to have a good chat.

This made the surrounding alchemists who had been paying attention to the movements of the Mu family ancestors a little at a loss.

As the patriarch of the Mu family, the host of this banquet was afraid that Patriarch Tao Ran would be alone, so he stepped forward to say hello, which was normal.

But now it looks like it is really a pleasant chat?

not only that!

The two were still on the long case, took out several elixir, and then communicated with each other.

Is this talking about Alchemy?

Back then, the fire lunatic who almost burned down the Xiaodan Pavilion and was driven out of Mushen City by the Mu family ancestors actually discussed with the Mu family ancestors at the same seat?

Such a scene really makes many people unable to swallow the wine they drink...

"Boom."

Putting the empty bottle on the table, Jiang Ming looked up at Han Muye.

At this time, his body was spilled with alcohol, his beard and hair were stained together, and he became the crazy look in Han Muye's impression.

"Young Master, do you have Cheng Dan?"

Jiang Ming reached out to Han Muye directly.

Han Muye nodded, put a Dan in Jiang Ming's hand, then stood up and walked forward.

Over there, Patriarch Tao Ran had already waved to him.

In Jiang Ming's hand, there is a gray Medicine Pill.

"Che, this is also called Cheng Dan?"

Not far away, someone burst out laughing.

That Medicine Pill looks like, this whole field of alchemists can be refined with their feet, right?

"Sword Qi pill refining, it is said that it can purify some medicinal power, but such a thing is more than worth the loss, who really does it, isn't it a fool?"

Some people shook their heads and looked at Jiang Ming and Han Muye with a lot of mockery in their eyes.

Crooked way.

Jiang Ming closed his hands gently.

He didn't say anything, just cast his eyes on Han Muye, smiled lightly, and then reached out and pressed the lid of the Dan stove with the long table in front of him.

Dan stove, Han Muye did not take it.

It's not that this pill furnace is not precious.

Although this pill furnace is not a spiritual tool, it is also a treasure among mortal tools, worth tens of thousands of Spirit Stones.

But compared to the Medicine Pill held in the palm of Jiang Ming's palm, the Medicine Pill is countless times more valuable than the Dan Stove.

Vigorous and thick, the pill body looks gray, but in fact it is aura that converges to the extreme.

The medicinal power is pure and flawless, and the entire Medicine Pill is completely composed of medicinal power.

What is even more incredible is that the medicinal power in this Medicine Pill is pure and single, excluding the doping of other powers!

Such means were the result of Jiang Ming's lifelong pursuit of pill refinement, and the assistance of Sword Qi.

Sword Qi, purified!

From Jiang Ming's point of view, whether it is Medicine Pill or Pill Stove, how could I have the means of this Mr. Han's Alchemy!

This kind of Alchemy purification method is the Alchemy principle he is looking for!

Looking at the pill furnace in front of him, he laughed happily and looked crazy, making the people around him look at him.

...

Crossing the crowd, Han Muye walked quickly to the front of the banquet.

"Han Muye, come and meet the ancestor of Chunhui."

When he arrived, Tao Ran's ancestor was already laughing out loud.

"Junior Han Muye, meet Mu Lao." Han Muye straightened his clothes, bowed and saluted.

The ancestor of the Mu family looked at Han Muye and said with a chuckle: "Ancestor Tao Ran and Su Liang both praised your understanding in front of the old man, and Su Liang also asked me to refine the Yanshou Pill for you. It seems that you are really outstanding. Hearing the words of the Mu Family Patriarch, Han Muye raised his head to look at Tao Ran Patriarch and Su Liang Elder, who had walked slowly, and bowed gently.

"Many thanks to my ancestor for making the Yanshou Pill for Junior."

"This is Junior's intention, wishing the ancestors longevity and longevity."

Han Muye flipped the palm of his hand, and a green bamboo shoot was held in the palm of his hand.

He used Spiritual Qi to stimulate the root of the green bamboo, and it has grown a half-foot-long jade-colored bamboo shoot.

With a few strange stones, this jade bamboo shoot looks extremely cute.

"Qingling Bamboo Shoots?"

The Mu family ancestor had a happy expression on his face, reached out and caught the bamboo shoot attached to the tray below, and then watched with joy on his face.

"Not to mention, this bamboo shoot is so constructed, it's really spiritual."

Although Qingling Bamboo is precious, seniors like the Mu Family Patriarch will not care.

But this ingenious arrangement prompted him to like it very much.

Ancestor Tao Ran on the side also grinned lightly.

It is rare that this gift from Han Muye can get into the eyes of the old man.

"when--"

A jade chime sounded in the distance, obviously the next event of the celebration was coming.

On the wide square, a clearing was withdrawn.

Dozens of the younger generation of the Mu family were standing there, holding the pill stove in their hands.

Old Ancestor Mu carefully placed the tray on the long table without changing its position. He turned his head and said, "Tao Ran, fellow daoist, today arranged for the descendants of the family to offer pills. It's just right, let's take a look at the juniors of my Mu family, there are some outstanding ones."

"Haha, good, good." Ancestor Tao Ran rubbed his hands together with a smile on his face.

It was a rare honor for Dan Xiu to be invited by the ancestors of the Mu family to evaluate the younger disciples of the Mu family together.

Han Muye turned his head and saw that countless white-haired and gray-haired Alchemy practitioners were staring at the position of Patriarch Tao Ran, and there seemed to be flames rising in their eyes.

Ancestor Tao Ran said he wanted to slap them in the face, and he really came right away!

Among all the alchemists, only Tao Ran, a half-dwelling alchemist who played more swords than pill refining, was invited to sit with him, and was invited to evaluate the younger generation of the Mu family.

Who do you know why?

suffocate you!

"My Mu family belongs to the Alchemy family, and Alchemy is the foundation. Today, on the 800th birthday of the ancestor, the descendants of the Mu family are congratulated by pill refining—"

Wearing a white robe, the person with a loud voice is the first of the second generation of the Mu family, Mu Chunhui's eldest son, Mu Lingye.

His Cultivation Base has set foot in Golden Core, and his Alchemy level is even more extraordinary.

The prosperity of the Mu family is not only due to the strength of the ancestors of the Mu family, but many people in the second generation are silently contributing.

With the sound of Mu Lingye, the spiritual fires rose one after another below.

The aura shone, and the medicinal fragrance permeated.

These scenes are truly spectacular.

Han Muye felt that the Pill Hall of Jiu Xuan Jianmen was really incomparable in front of the Mu family.

No wonder a family can be famous for Alchemy in Western Xinjiang.

Such expertise is truly rare.

The people who shot on the square were all the younger generation of the Mu family, and the medicine pills that were refined were also rank 9 or rank 8.

For the Alchemy practitioners present today, most of them look down on them.

However, the younger members of the Mu family are able to play today, all of them are skilled in their skills, and their movements are smooth and smooth, which is quite remarkable.

"Om-"

With a soft sound, the young man standing in front has already taken the lead.

Mu Lingye raised his hand and put two round and clear Medicine Pills into the plate. His own servants took the plates and brought them to the ancestor of the Mu family.

The ancestor of the Mu family turned to look at the ancestor of Tao Ran, and nodded with a smile.

"Hehe, it is round and jade-like, and the spiritual light is even, this is already a fine product."

Ancestor Tao Ran showed a smile and glanced at the Medicine Pill: "It takes a quarter of an hour to make a ninth-grade Ciyu Dan, and two pills are produced, each of which is exquisite."

"Many thanks, ancestor." When Tao Ran's ancestor finished commenting, the young man standing in front bowed and saluted, showing gratitude.

The surrounding alchemists even had ugly expressions on their faces.

Is it difficult to comment on juniors?

It's just a few scenes, who wouldn't?

It's really a white favor.

Ancestor Tao Ran sat there with a calm expression. As long as he gave out pills, he would make a few comments, both exaggerated and derogatory, and every sentence was appropriate.

An ancestor who came to comment on the 89th grade Medicine Pill refined by the disciples of the younger generation, naturally got it at his fingertips.

For the younger generation of the Mu family, no matter who is sitting on the table, as long as the ancestor invites comments, they have to bow down and thank them.

A pill refining ended, and two or three of them have been remembered by everyone.

"The one named Mu Changlin, just made a fire-bathing pill that is extremely difficult to refine among the eighth-grade pills, right? You can have this level at a young age, okay." The old man standing beside him stroked his beard and said.

"I think Mu Yusen, who was the first to make pills, is quite good. His techniques and skills are all skilled."

Someone glanced over and smiled lightly.

Today's offering of pills is the time when the younger generation of the Mu family became famous.

Anything that stands out is immediately remembered by many Alchemy seniors.

After two pill refining sessions, Han Muye had a smile on his face.

Wearing a blue robe and walking to the corner of the arena with her head lowered, isn't it Mu Wan?

However, apart from Han Muye, not many people outside the venue have their eyes set on the bean sprout-like Mu Wan.

In the front of the field, the calm middle-aged Ziyi stood first.

The eldest son of the Mu family, Mu Tanzhi.

Outside the arena, countless eyes were staring at the first member of the Mu family's younger generation.

Whether it was Mu Ziyu beside him or the other Mu family juniors, they were all dull green leaves at this time.

There is only one person who shines brightly in the field.

"I heard that Alchemy, the eldest son of the Mu family, is profound. Today I should be able to open my eyes." Several white-haired Dan Xiu took a step forward unconsciously.

The first one, Mu Chunhui also smiled and nodded lightly.

"Brother Tan, I don't know how to refine He Dan today?" A loud voice sounded.

Chang Ming in a white robe stood not far from the square, looking at Mu Tanzhi with aura in his eyes.

"Mu Tanzhi of the Mu family, Changming Minghua Gu, and Alchemy of the Western Border, in a hundred years, they will definitely be the two of them fighting each other!" Someone whispered among the Dan Xiu who were watching.

A hundred years later, the two of them will compete?

Han Muye turned his head and looked at Jiang Ming, who was still sitting in the corner, holding the pill stove in his hand, and his eyes were facing him.

This one, a hundred years ago, also had such a reputation.

Jiang Ming smiled lightly, picked up the wine bowl in front of him, gestured to Han Muye, and drank it.

Han Muye shook his head, turned his face, and saw Mu Wan shrewdly blinking behind.