Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Tuobacheng began to retreat from the last battle at Jiuxuan Mountain.

The outside has been seriously injured.

Han Muye felt that this old fox was not necessarily healing his wounds, maybe he had some scheming.

Following the disciple, Han Muye went straight to Sanshizhai.

Sanshizhai, because Zhao Pu and others went down the mountain, it was quite deserted.

Walking to the second floor of the wooden building, Tuobacheng, who was sitting upright, was drawing a picture of a white tiger with an ink pen in his hand.

It's just that this White Tiger Scroll is different from the previous one. It was a few feet away, and Han Muye actually felt a rush of blood permeating the sky.

This time, Tuoba Cheng was really pouring qi and blood into the picture scroll.

"Kid Han, come and see how my picture looks like."

When Han Muye arrived, Tuo Bacheng didn't raise his head, but spoke in a deep voice.

Han Muye took a few steps forward, only to feel a dignified aura coming.

"Uncle Tuoba, have you broken through to the Core Formation Stage?"

Tuobacheng's cultivation talent is superb, and his swordsmanship has condensed into a white tiger sword, and he competes with the half-step heaven with swordsmanship.

Now his aura cultivation base has also broken through to form a core, and his combat power has improved again.

"Haha, I can't hide it from you kid."

Tuobacheng, who straightened his waist, had a ruddy complexion, and there was a glint in his eyes, and he did not appear to be seriously injured.

Sure enough, this guy is breaking through in retreat, not serious injury.

"Senior Uncle's breakthrough, I'm gratifying." Han Muye cupped his hands and said with a smile, "It's just that Senior Brother Zhao Pu and the others don't know about this happy event, so Master Uncle should send someone to spread the word."

Zhao Pu and the others have always thought that the ties of respect for their masters are difficult to disappear, the cultivation base is stagnant, and the injuries are difficult to heal.

I don't think it turned out that Tuoba Cheng was breaking through.

Han Muye felt that the disciples of Sanshizhai were really pitiful. Master Tuobacheng was completely a guy who treated his disciples like monkeys.

"no need."

Tuobacheng waved his hand, put down the ink pen, and then looked at his white tiger scroll, and said: "Let them experience the experience."

"My Tuoba Cheng's disciple must have the ability to fight the big demon."

Han Muye was too lazy to answer these words.

Tuobacheng raised his head, looked at Han Muye, looked up and down, and said, "Have you made a breakthrough in body refining?"

Han Muye nodded, and a phantom figure of a bullock appeared behind him.

"Turning back to the origin?" Tuoba Cheng showed a hint of surprise on his face, nodded and said, "You are also a daring kid."

Tracing the origin back to the ancestors is said to be simple, refining the power of blood.

But because there is too little blood in the ancient times, it is impossible to learn from it, and it is easy to make mistakes.

From Tuobacheng's point of view, Han Muye's daring to cultivate his arrogance was a gamble.

"Who do you think Sanshizhai is more suitable for?"

Turning his head, Tuoba Cheng suddenly made a sound.

Who is Sanshizhai handing over to?

Han Muye was taken aback.

Tuoba Cheng's body was condensed with qi and blood, and he broke through to form an elixir. He had a lot of life expectancy, why did he suddenly say this?

Seeing Han Muye looking at himself, Tuobacheng waved his hand and said, "Sect Master has another task for me, I'm going to temporarily put down Sanshizhai."

"Would you like to pick up Sanshizhai?"

Pick up Sanshizhai?

The gate of the elders of the realm on Jiuxuan Mountain is not false.

As long as there is a gate, there is a corresponding industry.

Sanshizhai is the top of the earth and stone line, with many industries.

Ling mines, Ling Tian, ​​and shops in the market.

Relying on these, Sanshizhai can produce hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones every year.

Not everyone was like Han Muye, and the spirit stones flowed like water.

Sanshizhai earns hundreds of thousands of dollars a year, and is already a wealthy family on Jiuxuan Mountain.

What's more, there are many masters under Sanshizhaimen.

Although only Zhao Pu is in the situation, there are a bunch of other foundation building condensed qi.

Soil veins, body refining, resistance to beatings, obedient.

Thinking of so many benefits, Han Muye really wanted to hold Sanshizhai in his hand.

But thinking about it, he still shook his head.

"Uncle Master, if you really have other things to do, hand over Sanshizhai to Senior Brother Zhao Pu."

"If there is anything that needs my help, I will definitely not back down."

Already sitting in Jiange, how can you have the energy to intervene in the affairs of Sanshizhai?

What's more, Zhao Pu has long wanted to be the first person in Sanshizhai, and he can't take his seat.

"Hehe, I thought you would let Lin Shen take over." Tuobacheng shook his head and said with a smile, "Since you recommended Zhao Pu, then wait until he returns to the mountain."

"I think it's almost over in Shen Yuangu."

Han Muye knew that Tuobacheng's retreat was not true, so wouldn't he know everything about the outside world?

It is estimated that it is also a temptation to say that I will be in charge of Sanshizhai just now.

When you are rare?

"Your body refining skills are still low."

Tuobacheng looked at Han Muye and said, "Go to the Zongmen Treasure Hall and find two pairs of tiger bones."

"I'll pass you on the white tiger line, so that you can quickly train your body."

"The cultivation of the body before the foundation is established, as long as you practice hard, it will be very fast."

While speaking, Tuobacheng handed a scroll to Han Muye.

This is the inheritance of Sanshizhai's body refining technique, White Tiger Walk.

It is said that this white tiger line is an extremely powerful technique that can cultivate the blood of ancient beasts.

Until he walked out of Sanshizhai, Han Muye still had some doubts.

Why did Tuoba become handing over the inheritance exercises to himself?

Walking on the mountain road and slowly recalling, Han Muye was shocked.

The sect master gave Tuoba the task?

What tasks need to put down Sanshizhai?

Sect Master Jin Ze seems to have exhausted his lifespan, what is his mission now?

Could it be that, as he thought, Jin Ze intended to let Tuobacheng take over the position of Sect Master?

It's best not to speculate too much until there are no signs of this.

But since he took the White Tiger Walk from Sanshizhai, Han Muye turned to the Treasure Hall.

The Treasure Hall is where Jianmen collects various treasures.

As long as it is not a sword weapon, it will be sent here.

Spirit medicines, medicinal pills, and various instruments are stored in the Treasure Hall.

If you want to get treasures from the Treasure Hall, you need to exchange merits.

Not everyone can change it, at least only the True Inheritance of each vein has the qualifications to enter the Treasure Hall.

There are three floors in the Treasure Hall, the first floor is true, the second floor is elders and direct lineages, and the third floor, only the elders and sect masters, or a few seniors with profound cultivation base can go.

When Han Muye arrived at the Treasure Hall, there were not many people at the door.

Now that there is a direct line of inheritance in the door, and even many elders have come down the mountain, it is naturally deserted here.

"Senior Brother Han of Jiange?"

Han Muye walked into the Treasure Hall, and the old man sitting at the door stood up with a hint of surprise on his face.

"What a rarity."

Han Muye raised his head to look at him, this is the person he met in the main hall a few days ago.

What is it called, Han Muye doesn't know.

"Han Muye has met Senior Brother."

Bowing his hands to the old man, Han Muye said softly, "I practice physique, and I want to find two pairs of tiger bones."

Body refining, looking for tiger bones.

The old man looked at Han Muye, then said with a smile, "My name is Qiu Shan, and I am one of the five deacon elders guarding this Treasure Hall."

"Since Senior Brother Han wants to find tiger bones, he can go to the second floor to store the skeletons of various monsters."

Speaking of this, Qiu Shan said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Han, the treasures in the Treasure Hall are not directly claimed by swordsmen."

Treasures in the Hall of Treasures are valuable.

Of course Han Muye knew this.

Moreover, the price of treasures in the Treasure Hall is higher than that in the outer market.

Otherwise, if you exchange treasures from the Treasure Hall and buy them outside, wouldn't it be profitable to change hands?

People from the sect came here to exchange for treasures, mainly because there were indeed treasures in the Treasure Hall, and they were urgently needed for cultivation.

"I understand." Han Muye cupped his hands with a smile, and then went up to the second floor under the guidance of Qiu Shan.

This treasure hall is somewhat similar to the sword pavilion, and various items are placed on shelves.

However, the size of the treasures here is endless, and the wooden frames are also different.

For example, as soon as I entered the door, I saw a three-zhang long jade-colored long tree, which really took up the three-zhang-long wooden frame.

Han Muye was interested in viewing the treasures in the Hall of Treasures.

Various instruments, talismans, array plates, and medicinal pills.

These are finished products.

There are also various spiritual materials and medicines, including the skeletons of various monsters, which are materials.

In addition, there are some remnants, that is, the broken wooden staff, the array plate that has lost its spiritual energy, and other items.

There are also some indistinguishable objects, which are also stored in the Hall of Treasures because of their special materials or extraordinary acquisitions.

Han Muye didn't know that this treasure hall was so fun before, he knew he had come to hunt for treasures earlier.

"This senior brother, are you also here to pick up the leak?"

When Han Muye was squatting in front of a small clay pot, a young man in a pale white Taoist robe opened his mouth with a smile.

"I've already taken a fancy to this clay pot."

"Don't look at this ordinary thing, but it has a history of at least three thousand years."

"I suspect that this is a bottle of spirit wine that was passed down in ancient times."

The young man was a little familiar, he squatted beside Han Muye and explained in a low voice.

Not to mention, listening to this young man's introduction, these unknown treasures are really useful.

And many of them are exchanged back, maybe you can get unexpected opportunities.

"This senior brother, my name is Liu Hong. If you are Taobao, I suggest you find this one."

The young man sent a black fisted iron ball in front of Han Muye.

"This is the sword pill of ancient times."

Sword pill?

Big fist?

Still black?

Han Muye stretched out his hand to take it.

Cold and heavy to start.

This is an iron lump.

"Senior brother, the price of this sword pill is only 1,000 meritorious deeds. It's cheap."

"An ancient sword pill, if it were at the auction, at least a million spirit stones."

Liu Hong reached out and patted Han Muye's shoulder, sighing with emotion.

"What you get is what you earn."

"Unfortunately, I don't have that many spiritual stones and meritorious deeds."

He looked at Han Muye's fist with a look of regret.

One thousand merits, converted into one hundred thousand spirit stones, just to replace this iron lump?

Han Muye shook his head, just about to put it back where he was, when he suddenly stopped.

Just at that moment, the Jianwan warmly nourished in his dantian throbbed.

This is, induction?

Retracting the iron lump, Han Muye stood up and held it away.

Buy tiger bones.

Two pairs of tiger bones, a total of 300 merits, that is, 30,000 spirit stones.

Qiu Shan was stunned when Han Muye dragged the tiger bone and the iron lump to find Qiu Shan to deliver the spirit stone.

"Senior Brother Han, have you met Liu Hong's kid?"

Qiu Shan looked at the iron lump in Han Muye's palm~www.wuxiahere.com~ and asked in a deep voice.

Han Muye nodded.

Qiu Shan waved his hand and said helplessly, "Don't believe him."

"He is the grandson of Senior Brother Yanagawa Yi, and his practice is not very good, just all kinds of crazy ideas."

"Those remnants of treasures have not been exchanged. Senior Brother Yanagawa Yi gave him an errand, which is to let him find a way to deal with those treasures."

"He takes the commission."

That's right, Han Muye nodded.

Any job in the world that has a commission fee can be said to be alive and dead.

Seeing Han Muye nodding, Qiu Shan stretched out his hand and said, "Give me that thing, and I'll send it to you later."

Han Muye raised his head, waved his hand and said, "Senior Brother Qiu, I want this thing."

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