Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The Yaozu pays attention to the cultivation of bloodlines and pays attention to the respect and inferiority of bloodlines.

The more noble the bloodline, the more difficult it is to condense into a human form.

Conversely, if the bloodline level is relatively low, the Foundation Establishment can transform into a human body.

It's just that these monsters who can transform into human beings, many monsters' physical characteristics and habits are difficult to change.

The monster that killed the elders of the small sect was a black wolf.

The wolf-headed body is tall, fast, and has a lot of strength.

After getting the long sword, the black wolf demon clan didn't actually have much use, just kept it as a trophy.

The inheritance of swordsmanship still depends on the human race.

"Disrupting the layout of the Nine Profound Sword Sect and trying to rescue the Great Senior."

"My fox clan has changed, and I need the Great Senior to sit down."

In the picture that Han Muye saw, a gray-haired old man dressed in gray linen stood on the cliff and spoke in a deep voice.

"For the great cause of my holy clan, Mrs. Hu will not regret her life or death."

Is this old man Hu Taisheng?

The memory in the long sword is relatively scattered, followed by chaos until the wolf demon falls.

Did Hu Taisheng lead the demon clan away from the chaos for the sake of the big demon suppressed by the sword pavilion?

What's the use of doing this?

Also, what happened inside the Southern Wilderness Monster Race?

From the sword alone, Han Muye couldn't get much information.

After sending the sword to the first floor of the sword pavilion, Han Muye turned around and walked out.

When he arrived at the gate of Jiange, he looked at Zhao Pu: "Brother Zhao, congratulations."

Zhao Pu's combat power is strong enough to kill the monsters of the same rank.

And at this time, from Han Muye's point of view, Zhao Pu's aura was dignified and rising, and he was obviously on the verge of breaking through.

A breakthrough is the situation.

There is no real inheritance under the Sanshizhai gate. If Zhao Pu can break through to the situation and become a disciple of Tuoba, it will be a matter of course.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Zhao Pu grinned, reached out to touch his bald head and said, "I came back this time to retreat, hoping to break through the situation."

Speaking of this, he said with a guilty conscience: "That's right, Master retreats to heal my wounds. I want to break through without guidance, but I really don't know what to do."

"Master, he is seriously injured?" Lin Shen, who was standing not far away, suddenly said.

Zhao Pu nodded solemnly and shook his head again.

"Master's injury is not serious."

Seeing the change in Lin Shen's expression, Zhao Pu said in a low voice, "It's just that Shizun used his sword power to defeat the Half-step Heaven Realm. Although he was not defeated, his vitality was still hurt."

"In addition," Zhao Pu paused for a while, and his eyes flashed: "In addition, Lie Yaogu Hu Tai is still alive, and the master's heart has not disappeared, so he cannot step into the realm of pill formation."

"Otherwise, the master's swordsmanship will be completed, and the cultivation base will be able to become the new master of the sect."

At the beginning, Tuoba Cheng vowed to kill Hu Taisheng, but in the end, because of the arrival of the Fenglingjianzong and the Tailingjian faction, he had to achieve the sword power ahead of time and rival the half-step heaven.

Han Muye knew that the most important thing for cultivators is to have a good idea.

Failing to kill Hu Taisheng, Tuoba Cheng was unable to understand his thoughts, and he was unable to achieve the formation of elixir.

"If that's the case, then kill Hu Taisheng." Lin Shen said in a low voice.

This made Zhao Pu stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help looking up at him.

Although Lin Shen was a disciple of Sanshizhai, he had always been outside the disciples of Sanshizhai.

He is Lin Chongxiao's younger brother, and his talent is much worse than Lin Chongxiao's.

From the beginning of cultivating the sword, Lin Shen had almost no sense of existence in Sanshizhai.

The last time the disciples of Sanshizhai went down the mountain to kill the demon, Lin Shen followed.

However, Lin Shen's cultivation and combat power were incomparable to those of the elite disciples of Sanshizhai, and he could only hang out with a group of low-level disciples.

When Lin Shen returned to the mountain, he was only on duty at Jiange, and did not return to Sanshizhai.

If it wasn't for Lin Shen's words just now, Zhao Pu would have ignored his existence.

Now looking at Lin Shen carefully, Zhao Pu has a strange look on his face.

Lin Shen's aura was dignified, and he couldn't see through it.

This is, the cultivation base is advanced?

Could it be that the technique of drawing thousands of swords has become successful?

If it weren't for the mastery of swordsmanship, I'm afraid I wouldn't dare to say something like killing Hu Taisheng, right?

"Teacher Lin has some opportunities, and his cultivation has improved a lot." Han Muye, who was beside him, hurriedly pointed out.

He had to say.

At this time, Zhao Pu is preparing to retreat and break through, but he can't give him psychological pressure.

If Zhao Pu knew that Lin Shen merged with the jade bones of the great cultivator, and his cultivation base was already tyrannical, I am afraid that the success of the situation would disappear in an instant.

Without this air support, it would be difficult to rush into the situation.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Zhao Pu nodded, and then said in a low voice, "I have already discussed with all the juniors and brothers. When I step into the situation, I will lead them to surround and kill Hu Taisheng."

Surrounding Hu Taisheng?

Although Tuoba Cheng's team is good, Hu Taisheng is not easy to deal with.

Even Tuobacheng himself needs to be taken seriously.

However, Han Muye would not say anything to stop him at this time, which destroyed Zhao Pu's heart.

He raised his hand, and a surging elixir appeared in the palm of his hand.

"This is the virtual pulse pill, and Senior Brother Zhao can just take it."

Void Pill!

Zhao Pu widened his eyes, looked at the pill and said, "This is a virtual pill that can simulate the situation and understand the power of the situation in advance?"

He has cultivated to the peak of Foundation Establishment, and naturally he has already studied these medicinal herbs that assist him in stepping into the realm.

The Void Vein Pill can be regarded as the best auxiliary pill when breaking through the situation.

It's just that this Dan is hard to find and the price is expensive.

"That, Brother Han, this pill," Zhao Pu blushed and couldn't move his eyes from the pill: "I'm afraid I won't be able to pay enough spirit stones for a while."

Zhao Puxiu's combat power can almost enter the top 100 in the inner sect.

It is said that his cultivation base should be higher in the inner sect.

The main reason is that he cultivates physical exercises, and his combat power is not that kind of absolute strength.

The accumulation of meritorious spirit stones in his hand is not too rich.

As far as the accumulation in his hand is now, it is still some of the treasures obtained by Sanshizhai who went down the mountain to destroy the demons recently.

Don't expect a body-refining practitioner who relies on food for half of his practice to save a lot of karma.

A Void Vein Pill is worth at least a dozen or two hundred thousand spirit stones.

Zhao Pu, there are not so many spiritual stones.

"What did Senior Brother Zhao say?" Han Muye threw the medicinal pill into Zhao Pu's arms, and then said, "This pill is my congratulations to Senior Brother in advance that you have stepped into the realm."

Sanshizhai Tuobacheng gave Han Muye a picture of a white tiger.

Because of Han Muye's cultivation of physique, many disciples in Sanshizhai also regarded him as the same family, and the relationship was not bad.

Zhao Pu is very affectionate to Han Muye.

From Han Muye's point of view, pills and swords are all foreign objects.

Cultivation, isn't it just to have fun?

Although this elixir is valuable, it is not comparable to Zhao Pu's friendship, who is about to break through to the powerhouse.

"Okay, okay." Carefully catching the pill, Zhao Pu glanced at Han Muye gratefully: "I'll go to retreat now, and when I break through the situation, please drink."

After speaking, he looked at Lin Shen.

"When you go down the mountain to kill Hu Taisheng, count me as one." Lin Shen said in a deep voice.

Zhao Pu nodded and led everyone behind him to leave.

Han Muye turned his head and said with a smile, "Teacher Lin, if you want to go down the mountain to destroy the demon, you have to sharpen your own cultivation."

Lin Shen has a great cultivator's jade bones, but now he can't exert much power.

It requires continuous integration and mastery in order to improve your combat power.

After Han Muye finished speaking, he walked straight into the sword pavilion.

"This is Senior Brother Han." Lu Gao, who had been leaning against the gate of Jiange, suddenly whispered.

"Sixth brother has a sect in his heart, and sixth sister-in-law."

"Senior Brother Han, I have brothers in my heart."

Although Lu Gao was covered with black veils, he could still feel the aura on his body.

Lin Shen, who was standing on the stone steps, nodded lightly.

Although Han Muye was only a sword watcher, he was proficient in everything from swordsmanship to alchemy.

The key is that he doesn't care about spirit stone swords, even precious medicinal pills, or even heaven-defying chance.

He is willing to share with those around him.

The Xumai Pill for Zhao Pu, the long sword and the swordsmanship for Lu Gao, and the sword-raising technique for himself and the chance for a great cultivator.

How can such a person lack a brother who supports life and death?

Turning to look at Lu Gao, Lin Shen felt even more deeply.

Whether it is himself or Lu Gao, if there is danger, they will stand in front of Brother Han, right?

In the sword pavilion, Han Muye saw Huang Laoliu sorting out the book of swords.

He has a lot of chores recently, most of the errands in Jiange are done by Huang Laoliu with Gao Xiaoxuan.

Huang Laoliu seemed to have let go of his obsession since the last time he used up his divine soul and sword energy, and he has been too lazy to practice.

Ancestor Tao Ran tried every time he ate, and asked Huang Laoliu to practice the fire pulse method, but Huang Laoliu passed by.

He was determined to go down the mountain to be a mortal rich man, and to be a guard deacon.

"Sixth brother, I have Yunqi Pill and Rongling Pill. You have to practice. These pills can quickly improve your cultivation."

Walking to the long desk, Han Muye spoke softly.

Hearing his words, Huang Laoliu was stunned for a moment, then grinned: "It's okay to practice, but when I go down the mountain, you can give me a few, and I'll bring them to Pingmei."

Han Muye nodded, turned and walked up to the sword pavilion.

Cultivation is all about chance.

Even if the practitioners in the world are like the ancient great monk Yuan Tianjian who is rampant in the world~www.wuxiahere.com~, they may not be able to have the wealth of the sixth brother and the comfort of his children.

The more he practiced, the more Han Muye understood why Patriarch Tao Ran had to say that Huang Lao Liu had a good temperament.

Rare in the world, it is worth it.

Seeing the elders of Jiange, Han Muye will tell about his spiritual practice.

"Deng Chungang, that kid can say that his aptitude and talent are comparable to those of Jin Ze in those days." Hearing Han Muye asking about the sect's first direct line, the elder Jiange said with a chuckle.

"As for the sad wine you're talking about, that's not what I know."

"There are many ways to condense sword qi. For sword cultivators, only sword qi is not enough. How can there be nothing to condense it and reduce the number?"

Indeed, there are countless sword cultivators in the world, all of whom are troubled by the lack of sword qi they cultivate, and no one will think that their sword qi is too much.

Yes, Han Muye.

"What do you think after seeing the direct descendant in the spiritual land?" Elder Jiange looked at Han Muye and asked softly.

Han Muye nodded.

"Jiange, Library, Pill Hall, Spiritual Land."

"These are the roots of the sect."

Looking at the elders of the Jiange Pavilion, Han Muye's eyes showed a bright look: "But these are all dead things."

"The real background is the transmission of these direct descendants."

"They can quickly become strong in the environment, with sufficient life expectancy and unlimited growth."

"With them there, we can guarantee that the sect will not fall for three hundred, five hundred, or even a thousand years."

After Han Muye finished speaking, the Jiange elder fell silent.

After waiting for a long time, the Jiange elder said lightly: "You are the nineteenth direct descendant, and you are also qualified to compete for the position of suzerain."

"Are you interested?"

The position of the lord!

Han Muye was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to answer, the elder Jiange waved his hand and said, "There is no need to answer me."

"Everything in the world depends on chance."