Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 125: This guy exploded 100,000 spiritual stones in one practice! (two/three)

The nineteenth heirloom!

It's really a heirloom!

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

It's easy to see the greenness on Han Muye's body.

The surging strength of his spiritual energy also showed that his cultivation was not deep enough.

Such a person is actually a heir?

"The sect master said that a nineteenth heir 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 handed over.

"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 characters on it.

"My Jiuxuan Jianmen is one of the nine factions in the Western Border, the Great Swordsman. As the nineteenth direct descendant of the sect, you must always remember the interests of the sect, and the reputation of the sect is higher than your life."

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

"Zongmen'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 the sect, and it represents the identity of the nineteenth sect master of the entire Nine Profound Sword Sect.

As long as they don't fall, every direct descendant will be an elder of the sect, or the kind of elder with real power.

Such people, with their own interests and honor, should not be tied to the sect?

Not to mention the direct disciples, even these true disciples, everything about themselves is also implicated in the sect.

This Han Nineteen confided his complaints in front of the Sect's Supreme Elder, wasn't he afraid of making the elders unhappy?

Even a direct disciple would not dare to be so presumptuous in front of the Supreme Elder?

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

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

"If you live, you have a chance 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 looked at Han Muye: "You are all elites cultivated by the sect at great cost, and they are the future of the sect."

"You guys are more important than any 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 lightly and cupped his hands: "I'm comfortable listening to what the elder said. When will I come to Jiange and have a drink."

Now he eats and drinks with Tao Ran's ancestor and Jiange elders 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 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 did not come back to his senses until he accompanied Han Muye out of the mansion.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Han Muye with a calm expression.

Is this the direct disciple?

With the elders, can you be so casual?

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

He came here to cultivate, and to use the spiritual energy here to stabilize his cultivation, 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 around and bowed his hands to Mu Eryi, and walked in.

"The new Nineteenth Inheritance, Spirit Land is 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 master's path is cut off, what else is there to think about? Hmph."

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

Han Muye didn't care about the changes in the people in the spiritual land. He walked into the big room and saw that the decorations were simple. Compared with his quiet room, there was only a long case and a small bookshelf.

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. It was obviously left by the previous owner of the house, not a secret manual.

Not interested in watching this, Han Muye walked to the wooden couch, moved and sat cross-legged.

In his dantian, the originally silent aura churned and began to spin.

"Om-"

Around him, vortices appeared one after another, with clear spiritual energy pouring into his body.

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

The power of formation.

This array method can collect all the free aura in the surrounding space, and it can also lock the aura in the big house, preventing it from escaping.

It seems that this is the legendary gathering spirit formation.

In the big house, the spiritual energy around Han Muye rolled like a wave, and then rushed into his dantian.

One after another sword qi is like a fish swimming in the dantian, and the shuttle is uncertain, and the spiritual qi is exhaled freely.

Because attracting and absorbing spiritual energy was too strong, outside the big house where Han Muye lived, the spiritual energy that was visible to the naked eye turned into a vortex.

"The foundation of this new nineteenth direct descendant is not bad, and even the second level of the spirit gathering array has been inspired." Mu Eryi and the others sitting under the big 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 level of the spirit gathering array?" Someone shook his head and chuckled.

"I remember when Song Qiye practiced for the first time in the big house, but it directly inspired the third level of the spirit gathering formation, and even the elders took action to strengthen the formation for him and draw spiritual energy."

"Hehe, you don't know the rumors that when the sect master was practicing in the spiritual land, one day and night, the formation of the spiritual land was affected, and the roar continued?"

The cultivation world values aptitude and talent.

The better the practitioner's foundation is, the farther the practitioner can go.

After entering the spiritual land, who can absorb enough spiritual energy 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 realm.

"The Nineteenth Inheritance, let me see why you are the same as me." A low voice sounded beside Han Muye's mansion, and then a spiritual light rose.

"Om-"

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

"Om-"

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

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

Looking at the two vortexes competing for spiritual energy, someone's eyes were bright 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 their cultivation is no longer inferior to that of ordinary elders.

Newly arrived direct disciples, regardless of their cultivation base or talent, cannot pose a threat to the top ten direct descendants.

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

The spiritual energy absorbed by the spirit gathering array is enough for his dantian to function.

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

At least practicing in the quiet room of Jiange, relying on the bit of spiritual energy absorbed, is not enough to even plug the gap between the teeth.

While absorbing spiritual energy to consolidate his cultivation at the condensing stage, Han Muye raised his hand and took out the sword pill that Lin Shen had given him earlier.

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 line of spiritual energy to interweave with a sword energy and gently poured into it.

As soon as the spiritual energy and sword energy entered the sword pill, the sword pill began to tremble slightly.

Really motivating.

Han Muye took a light breath, and then no longer hesitated, the sword energy and spiritual energy in his 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, his spiritual energy and sword energy crashed into Jian Wan 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.

A spirit.

Ten swords.

Ten spirits.

...

Thirty thousand sword qi poured into Jian Wan, causing Jian Wan to slowly become blurred~www.wuxiahere.com~ and then Han Muye was shocked.

The aura in the dantian is not enough.

Although his dantian is vast, far exceeding that of the cultivators of the same generation, but after all, it is only the first level of condensing energy, and it is not stable yet.

The spiritual energy stored in it is not enough to refine the sword pill at all.

As for the spiritual energy absorbed by the spirit gathering array, he did not care.

too little.

Frowning slightly, Han Muye took a deep breath.

Raising his hand, ten high-grade spirit stones appeared.

At this time, the vortex of spiritual energy above his big house was already weak and was about to dissipate.

"Hehe, I can only hold on for half an hour, this nineteenth heirloom, it's impossible..." 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 one direct descendant, 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 elder Taishang to drink.

In mid-air, the two vortices that smashed apart the spiritual 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!"