Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

In this world, there are people who pour sword energy into Dan Ding!

The trembling Jiang Ming raised his head and stared at Han Muye.

The sword energy in the pill cauldron is thick and warm, and compared to what he cultivated himself, I don't know how tyrannical it is.

"Young master, you, you too, use sword energy to make pills?"

Jiang Ming only felt his heart beating fiercely.

Sword Qi alchemy!

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

This method has a real chance of success!

As a loose cultivator, except for the basic practice method and knowledge of the alchemy Tao, he came from inheritance, and the rest was his own exploration.

For so many years, his research on the technique of alchemy 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 method of sword qi alchemy with people with good swordsmanship, 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 very scared.

He was afraid that Han Muye shook his head.

This kind of feeling is as if he brought the refined medicinal pills 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 energy to make pills." 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!"

After 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 moved away.

"Jiang Ming, is this guy drunk again?"

"Hmph, pouring sword energy into Dan Ding can do crazy things like this. Is it not a trivial matter to be drunk?"

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

Han Muye chuckled lightly and shook his head, his eyes 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 discussing Dan Dao?

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 jug on the table, Jiang Ming looked up at Han Muye.

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

"Young Master, do you have Cheng Dan?"

Jiang Ming directly reached out to Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded, put a pill 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 elixir.

"Che, this is also called Cheng Dan?"

Not far away, someone burst out laughing.

That medicine pill looks like, the whole field of medicine masters can be refined with their feet, right?

"Sword Qi alchemy, it is said that it can purify some medicinal power, but this kind of thing outweighs the loss, who really does it, isn't it a fool?"

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

Crooked way.

Jiang Ming gently closed his hands.

He didn't say anything, just turned his eyes to Han Muye, smiled lightly, then stretched out his hand and pressed the lid of the pill stove with the long table in front of him.

Pill 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 spiritual stones.

But compared to the pill that Jiang Ming held in his palm, the pill was countless times more valuable than the pill.

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 medicinal pill is made up of medicinal power.

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

Such means were the result of Jiang Ming's lifelong desires, and the use of sword energy to assist in alchemy.

Sword Qi, purified!

From Jiang Ming's point of view, whether it's a medicinal pill or a pill furnace, how could it be possible for this Young Master Han to use the Dan Dao method!

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 quickly walked to the front of the banquet.

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

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

"Junior Han Muye, pay respects to Elder Mu." Han Muye straightened his clothes and bowed to salut.

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 make a longevity pill for you. It seems that you are really outstanding. their eyes."

Hearing the words of the ancestor of the Mu family, Han Muye raised his head to look at the ancestor Tao Ran and the elder Su Liang who had walked slowly, and bowed gently.

"Many thanks to the ancestors who took the initiative to refine Longevity Pills for the younger generation."

"This is a little thought from the younger generation, I wish the ancestors longevity and longevity."

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

At the beginning, the root of the green bamboo was stimulated by his spiritual energy, and a half-foot-long jade-colored bamboo shoot had grown.

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 was rare that Han Muye's gift could catch the old man's eyes.

"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, "Fellow Tao Ran, today we have 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 may be 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 to look, and there were countless white-haired, gray-haired, and gray-haired alchemy practitioners staring at the position of Tao Ran's ancestor, 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-hearted alchemist who played more swords than alchemy, 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 is an aristocratic family of alchemy, and alchemy is the foundation. Today, on the 800th birthday of our ancestor, congratulations to the descendants of the Mu family's alchemy—"

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 already set foot on Pill Formation, and the level of Pill Dao 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 Sword Sect was really incomparable in front of the Mu family.

No wonder a family of aristocrats can be famous in the Western Xinjiang for their Dan Dao.

Such expertise is truly rare.

The people who shot on the square were all the juniors of the Mu family, and the medicinal pills were all ninth or eighth rank.

For the alchemy practitioners who are 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 medicinal pills into the plate, and his own servant took the plate and brought it 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 medicinal pill: "It takes a quarter of an hour to refine the ninth-grade Ciyu Pill, 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 eight-nine-grade medicinal herbs refined by the disciples of the younger generation naturally came to grips with it.

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.

An alchemy 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. UU reading www.uukanshu.com techniques and skills are all proficient."

Someone glanced over and smiled lightly.

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

As long as the means are outstanding, they are immediately remembered by many seniors of the Pill Dao.

After two alchemy sessions, Han Muye showed 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 looked at 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 the eldest son of the Mu family is profound in Dan Tao. Today, I should be able to open my eyes." Several white-haired Dan Xiu took a step forward.

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, my Western Border Pill Dao, after 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, his eyes 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 all.

Han Muye shook his head, turned his face, and saw Mu Wan shrewdly blinking at the back.