Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Ancestor Tao Ran wants to learn the method of sword qi alchemy?

Han Muye was a little surprised.

This ancestor did not say that sword qi alchemy is not difficult, or it is not cost-effective.

Seeing Han Muye looking at him, Patriarch Tao Ran coughed lightly and said in a low voice, "There is a small elixir pavilion in Mushen City, where many elixir books and elixir recipes are stored.

For alchemy practitioners, such a holy place naturally wants to go in and stroll.

The ancestors of the Mu family did not refuse.

But he made a rule.

To enter the Xiaodan Pavilion, you need to refine a top-quality medicinal pill.

This elixir was selected by lottery in the Xiaodan Pavilion. When the elixir can be refined into the best quality, one can enter the Xiaodan Pavilion and read the elixir book for a day.

Don't underestimate this day, on this day, countless alchemy practitioners smashed their heads.

The rules of the ancestors of the Mu family seem to be simple, but whether the best pill can be refined really depends on luck.

Since the establishment of the Xiaodan Pavilion three hundred years ago, the rules have been established, and there are less than one hundred alchemists who can pass the test and step into it.

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Among them, half of them are lucky, and they just drew lots to draw the medicinal pills that they are good at.

However, Xijiang alchemy practitioners did not object to the rules of the ancestors of the Mu family.

If you can't even refine the best pills, what's the use of going to the small pill pavilion?

In addition, the ancestor of the Mu family was one of the few alchemy masters in Western Xinjiang who could refine five-grade pills, so not many people in the entire Western Xinjiang would offend him.

"I don't know what kind of pills you drew?"

Hearing Patriarch Tao Ran's story, Han Muye asked with a smile.

Obviously, Tao Ran's ancestor wanted to refine the top-grade pill, so he must be able to enter the small pill pavilion.

Ancestor Tao Ran sighed softly and said in a low voice, "At that time, I took a second-rank peak Void Vein Pill on the back of my hand."

The Void Vein Pill, the second-grade peak medicinal pill, is more precious than the Rong Ling Pill.

When the cultivator reaches the peak of foundation building, he swallows this pill and obtains the virtual channel state.

Although this realm is only virtual and only a quarter of an hour, it is enough.

Just like half a step into the realm of heaven, you will never know what the realm of heaven is. If you don't enter the realm of the earth, foundation building will always be foundation building.

It will be much simpler to understand the power of penetrating the pulse with the virtual pulse pill, to realize the power of the environment, and to make breakthroughs in the future.

According to statistics, 80% of the practitioners who have swallowed the Void Vein Pill can step into the realm.

This ratio is quite a lot.

Of course, such medicinal herbs are naturally precious.

The Void Vein Pill is the most expensive among the second-grade Pills.

It is also the second-rank pill that is the most difficult to refine.

It is difficult to refine, one is that elixir is hard to find, several main medicines are very rare, and the other is that refining this elixir requires an extremely deep understanding of foundation building and channeling.

"Is this elixir? I can refine it, but it's really difficult to say it's the best." Ancestor Tao Ran shook his head and whispered regretfully.

Hearing his words, Han Muye smiled bitterly: "Ancestor, I use sword energy to make pills, so it's just cloud energy pills and fusion spirit pills."

"As for the level of Dan Dao, I am afraid that it is only the level of ordinary apprentices."

This is not because he is humble, his alchemy is purely based on tricks, not through systematic training.

But given him time and opportunity, he is confident that his cultivation will not be too bad.

After all, his comprehension is full of the sky.

"Old Ancestor, like this, I will watch you refining one or two pots of virtual pulse pills. If you have any insights, I will discuss with you if you can help you refine the best pills. How about it?"

Without understanding the refining method of Xumai Pill, Han Muye did not dare to promise that he could help Old Ancestor Tao Ran.

Ancestor Tao Ran nodded and said, "Alright, then go to the pill hall tomorrow, and I will refine two pots of virtual pulse pills for you to see."

"It just so happens that I don't have the elixir for refining the virtual pulse pill."

The elixir of the Void Vein Pill is precious, and it is normal that Tao Ran does not have it in his hands.

Seeing Old Ancestor Tao Ran agreeing, Han Muye changed the subject and asked with a smile, "Ancestor, what did you get when you went to Mingshan Sword Sect?"

Hearing his words, Old Ancestor Tao Ran had a smile on his face.

"Boy, otherwise, how would my ancestor say that you have a great chance?"

"Yang Dingshan has already said that he will come to my Nine Profound Sword Sect in person after a while."

This is good news.

Yang Dingshan is the master of Mingshan Sword Sect. As long as he comes to Jiuxuan Mountain, in the eyes of outsiders, it is a symbol of the alliance between the two factions.

In this way, it will invisibly put a lot of pressure on the Wind Spirit Sword Sect.

At that time, Jiu Xuan Jianmen had one more chip in hand.

Thinking of the chips, Han Muye couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Once upon a time, he also regarded the low-level disciples fighting each other and the loss of various resources as a bargaining chip for the two factions.

Materializing the lives of living beings, ignoring life and death, such a kind of mind is not acceptable.

Han Muye warned himself in his heart that he must not embark on the path of cultivation that is too unforgiving.

"Don't worry, the Sect Master will definitely reward you for this matter." Seeing that Han Muye was silent, Ancestor Tao Ran said with a smile.

reward.

The suzerain's reward must be precious.

Definitely not empty talk, right?

After chatting a few more words, the elder Jiange waved his hand and said, "You have only broken through to the Qi Condensation Realm, so go to the secret place of the sect to stabilize your cultivation."

The secret place of the sect, that is the spiritual land.

Han Muye had longed for this spiritual place for a long time, and when he heard the words of the elder Jiange, he hurriedly bowed and went downstairs.

Watching him go downstairs, the Jiange elder showed a smile: "How is it, this character?"

Ancestor Tao Ran nodded, and then said lightly, "I think Huang Lao Liu is more calm than him."

Speaking of this, he turned to look at the ancestor of Jiange: "If you really want to accept disciples, you have to hurry."

"I just watched this kid mix with Old Monster Tu at the auction."

"How come Old Monster Tu is also the number one sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang. If he likes this kid's savvy talent, you won't be able to compete."

The first swordsman in Western Xinjiang, Master Tu Sun.

The old master Sun Tu, who helped the shop to attract customers and only earned two middle-grade spirit stones at a time, turned out to be the number one swordsman in Western Xinjiang, Master Tu Sun.

Hearing the words of Ancestor Tao Ran, the elder Jiange's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a light smile, "This kid will never worship Master Tu Sun as his teacher."

Ancestor Tao Ran had a curious look on his face.

"Don't forget, he has repaired Mo Yuan's Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect."

"I also repaired the three techniques of raising swords, condensing swords, and swords in my sword pavilion."

The elder Jiange said proudly: "In terms of the magnificence of swordsmanship, I have never seen more than the ten thousand swords returning to the sect."

"On the polishing and condensing of sword intent, in the western border, can there be a sword pavilion that surpasses me?"

"The inheritance of his Taiyi Sword Sect and the name of Master Tu Sun are all false. Only the endless sword energy in the sword pavilion is real."

Ancestor Tao Ran smacked his mouth a few times and muttered a few times, not knowing what he was talking about.

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Han Muye walked down from the sword pavilion and saw Huang Laoliu sitting behind the long desk in a daze.

"Sixth brother is thinking about sixth sister-in-law again?" Han Muye joked.

Huang Laoliu turned his head, shook his head, and said with a gloomy expression: "You said that if I go to Luoyuan City with you, am I the only one who will get this great monk's jade bone?"

It was for this.

Han Muye glanced at him and said in his heart: If you accompany me, I'm afraid I will get this great cultivator's jade bone.

After all, the current Huang Lao Liu has no cultivation base, and when he encounters a crisis, he needs Han Muye to take action.

"Forget it, forget it, I've decided not to practice cultivation, what's the use of this jade bone?" Waving his hand, Huang Laoliu's face showed a smile again.

"Kid Han, yes, now that the sword pavilion is so prosperous, I will have to rely on you to support me in the future."

The two elders and ancestors of the sword pavilion are in charge, and the sword guard Lin Shen has a great opportunity to obtain a great monk's jade bone fusion. As long as refining is mastered, at least one half-step heaven.

The gatekeeper, Lu Gao, cultivates sword tactics and uses the sword as his eye. When he is familiar with mastering power, he is at least a master of the situation.

The small sword pavilion has gathered so much high-end combat power.

Han Muye smiled and said nothing.

Gao Xiaoxuan is a sword spirit, and even the inseparable little white fox is the reincarnation of a big demon.

He will not even say that he has stepped into the condensed air.

That Huang Lao Liu will be even more depressed.

"Sixth brother, I'll go to the inner door." Without saying go to the secret place, Han Muye greeted him and walked out of the sword pavilion.

The secret place is on the top of Jiuxuan Mountain, not close to the Jiange Pavilion.

As Han Muye walked forward, he felt the change in his own cultivation.

Entering the condensing period, the spiritual energy in Dantian has skyrocketed nearly ten times compared to before.

This is just the amount, the richness of the spiritual energy is also much more condensed.

If it is a disciple who cultivates step by step, there is indeed a gap between the Qi condensing period and the Yuan Yuan period.

No wonder most sects designated Peiyuan as the outer sect, and condensed qi as the inner sect.

Only by condensing qi can one truly have the ability to fly from the sky to the ground.

Feeling the change in his own cultivation, Han Mu's ambition suddenly felt infinite pride.

He can't wait to go to the Yanfa Building immediately and learn all the exercises and techniques that can be cultivated during the Qi Condensation Period.

"Senior Brother Han!"

"So coincidentally?"

Han Muye turned his head and saw several disciples in white robes.

Qiao Qinger, and a disciple named Huo Ping.

A group of five people were all happy.

"Inner door? Congratulations." Han Muye nodded with a smile when he saw the state of several people.

"Senior Brother Han, you said that when I lead the sword, you will definitely help me choose a good sword." Qiao Qing'er looked at Han Muye with a smile on her face.

"Senior Brother Han's ability to choose swords, we have all heard about it." Several other disciples also laughed out loud.

The only one with a complicated face is Huo Ping.

When he fought Jiang Han, he almost lost his mind.

With a hundred outer doors, he couldn't catch it with a single sword.

Later, when the sect gathered, they took the task and fought a few times on stage. Only then did they realize that their cultivation base was actually capable of defeating more than 80 masters in the outer sect.

In this way, Huo Ping rebuilt his confidence.

It's not that he's not strong, it's that the outer door is a hundred, too strong.

This time, they were able to step into the inner door before condensing their qi, and it was also with the help of the senior brothers under the master's sect, they completed several demon-killing missions, and they had enough mission merits.

The aptitude is enough, and some people in the sect value it, and the practice is not comparable to those who have no aptitude and no connections.

Thinking of this, Huo Ping felt a little pride in his heart.

When he looked up at Han Muye, his expression became much better.

This swordsman brother Han is quite famous~www.wuxiahere.com~ But isn't he still a sword watcher?

Can his inner clothes be compared to his own?

Han Muye had just broken through the Qi Condensation period, and he was in a good mood. Chatting with Qiao Qinger and the others, it was quite enjoyable.

Listening to Qiao Qinger and the others saying that the mission of destroying the monsters is like a vacation, as long as they are stationed well, wait for the brothers to beat the monsters to death, and then go up and bleed.

There are really good brothers, but they are different.

Everyone went all the way, and they were almost at the top of the mountain.

"Hey, senior brother, are you also going to the Inner Gate Guard Hall to log in?" Going forward is the Inner Gate Guard Hall, which is the place where the new disciples log in. Qiao Qinger asked curiously.

"Senior Brother Han, I'm afraid he won't have the chance to log in. He is a sword watcher." Huo Ping said in a rather regretful tone.

During the chat just now, he also licked his face and inserted a few words, successfully getting to know Han Muye.

After all, a good sword is not as important as a person who is going to Jiange to lead the sword soon.

Hearing Huo Ping's words, Han Muye nodded and pointed to the side of the trail: "I really didn't go to the inner gate guard hall to log in, I'll go there."

He walked up the trail, only a few steps, and two green-robed figures flashed by.

"The secret place of the sect, non-true heirs are not allowed to enter!"

Han Muye raised his hand and shook a small bronze card.

"Inheritance token?"

"Please!"

Until Han Muye disappeared on the trail, Qiao Qing'er and the others did not come back to their senses.

"I, did I hear it wrong just now?" Huo Ping's face was a little dull.

This expression is a bit like when he was defeated by Jiang Han with a sword.

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