Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"Uncle Shi, I probably know something about Tang Chi."

Liu Hong, who was sitting opposite, spoke in a low voice.

"He was favored by Elder Wu Ziyuan and recommended to the Sect Master."

"It's a pity that the sect master didn't accept him as a disciple."

"His talent is unparalleled in Jianmen. Even the original boss Deng said that Tang Chi's talent in swordsmanship is unparalleled."

Looking at Han Muye, Liu Hong lowered his voice: "If it's just cultivation aptitude and kendo talent, that's all."

"He is cruel enough."

"Be ruthless with yourself, and be ruthless with others."

"It is said that Boss Deng just didn't want to fight with him, so he left the spiritual land and didn't know where he went."

"At the beginning, he was not sure that he could compare to Sanjie Li, so he went out of retreat for several years."

"He's very proud and lonely."

Tang Chi and other extremely talented people are the most jealous of Liu Hong and the others.

Not only did it rob the resources of the second generation of repairers, but it might also rob them of their future opportunities.

Liu Hong's evaluation of Tang Chi was not good.

Han Muye didn't fully believe it, but he also knew that seven or eight points of it were true.

"But my grandpa told me not to offend him."

Liu Hong pouted, picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth a little boringly: "I am afraid this guy is going to become the Young Sect Master."

Lesser lord.

The future suzerain of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect.

Lu Gao, Yang Mingxuan and the others looked at each other, their expressions sank.

It's really hard to solve such a person's filth with Huang Laoliu.

"When I first came to Jiange, does Brother Lu remember?"

At this moment, Han Muye's voice sounded.

Lu Gao nodded.

At that time, Han Muye didn't even have the qualifications to enter the sword gate, so he led him into the sword pavilion.

It is also because of this sentiment that he has the opportunity today.

"I was harassed by sword qi at the time, and there are only a few days left in my life."

Han Muye's eyes showed a deep light, and he said softly, "Sixth brother gave me a hundred spiritual stones and asked me to go to the Yanwu Building to learn a body training method."

Lu Gao nodded.

There are only a few days of Shou Yuan left, and this Bailing Stone may have been lost.

One hundred spirit stones, for the original Huang Lao Liu, I am afraid it will take a year to accumulate.

"I heard that the sixth brother is benevolent, and everyone in the sect said that he sacrificed for the sect. Now I hear what my uncle said, and I know that the sixth brother is really a worthy brother."

Liu Hong picked up the glass in front of him and poured it down.

He is the second generation of the sect, and there are many people in the sect who cling to him on weekdays, but few of them truly meet.

"Senior Brother Han, I'm going to protect the sixth brother." Lu Gao stood up, the sword energy on his body condensed into a line.

At this time, the strength of his body has been improved.

Yang Mingxuan and Jiang Ming looked at each other and stood up.

"You don't need to go."

Han Muye shook his head, stood up, turned and walked into the sword pavilion.

"When the elders leave, give me the sword pavilion and the people in the sword pavilion."

"When I need to take a shot, I won't keep it."

After that, he strode upstairs.

In front of the sword pavilion, several people had complicated expressions on their faces.

Liu Hong looked at Lu Gao and the others, and said softly, "Brother Lu, I want to ask, does Jiange still accept people?"

Lu Gao turned his head to look at him, shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Han has the final say."

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Han Muye, who had returned to the third floor of the sword pavilion, sat cross-legged in front of the long desk, his spiritual energy intertwined with his sword energy.

Things in the world are in turmoil, and if the sword in his hand is sharp, everything will be cut off.

If the sword in hand is not sharp enough to cut through these troubles, there will never be peace.

Han Muye, who has lived in two generations, can see it very clearly.

Only a monstrous battle can solve everything.

Reaching out, small jade bottles appeared in front of him.

Six Pindan.

Fairy grade.

A total of six bottles, eighteen.

Open the jade bottle, hold the pills one by one in the palm of your hand, and then wrap the spiritual energy and sword energy to refine them.

one.

two.

Three.

Eighteen immortal pills fell on the dantian, like little stars, revolving around the two sword pills that were like the sun and the moon.

Above the medicine pill, a trace of spiritual energy escaped.

Xianpindan has two functions.

The first function, warming and nourishing, slowly improves the cultivation base with its own spiritual energy.

The second effect is that it explodes in an instant, and a massive amount of spiritual energy explodes.

This time, Han Muye concocted all eighteen immortal pills in his dantian.

In his divine treasure, there is also an immortal purple jade pill.

It took him three days to refine eighteen pills.

For the past three days, he also went downstairs to inquire about the situation.

Lu Gao and Liu Hong both inquired about the news and told him.

Two days ago, the Changmingshan station officially issued an edict, asking Huang Laoliu to lead all the practitioners to the Changmingshan assembly.

It sounds good to say that the pursuit of the defected Zongmen is not a private matter, and Jianmen will give Huang Laoliu an explanation.

Tang Chi also directly gave Huang Laoliu a deacon position.

One day ago, Huang Laoliu distributed the medicinal pill that Han Muye had given him to the master escorts, and then led Gao Xiaoxuan away quietly.

He didn't bring the masters of all parties who followed him for the bounty.

According to him, he can't spoil the general trend of the sect because of his personal feelings.

Han Muye, who refined eighteen medicinal pills, spent three days in the first floor of the sword pavilion, wiping nearly ten thousand swords.

This time, he charged four sword intents.

In the sea of ​​​​his air, there are twenty-one sword intents lingering.

Liu Hong has been here for the past few days, and the news he brought is about Tang Chi's reorganization of the cultivator army.

This person is really good. He gathered nearly 300,000 practitioners and directly scattered 5 million spiritual stones, which greatly boosted morale.

The 300,000 cultivators had only been trained for two days in Changming Mountain, and they were taken by Tang Chi all the way to the south. Gu Indigo

This is consistent with the original idea of ​​the practitioners.

"Uncle Shi, Tang Chi led these cultivators all the way southward, very fast."

"I heard the old man say that he brought hundreds of masters and set out alone, it seems that he wants to block the back roads of those who defected."

Outside the sword pavilion, looking at Han Muye, Liu Hong said in a low voice, "According to his speed, I'm afraid he can really block it."

"You can still stand in front of Fengshou Mountain before Sixth Brother."

Han Muye nodded and said nothing.

Sounds like a good thing.

After all, if these defectors are blocked, Lu Qingping will also be blocked.

This seems to be doing Huang Lao Liu a favor.

It's scary, it's scary, is this Tang Chi really so kind?

Looking at the southern sky, Han Muye took a deep breath.

I hope Tang Er really wants to help Huang Lao Liu.

In the sea of ​​​​qi, twenty-one sword intents condensed, causing sword light to flash from time to time on his body.

It's almost reached its limit.

In particular, the sword intent absorbed in the sword pill is too thick, floating and sinking in the sea of ​​​​qi, and every breath is squeezing the sea of ​​​​qi.

If there are more sword intents, I am afraid it will break the balance in the body.

At that time, Shouyuan will be quickly depleted.

"Uncle Shi, do you think it's better to practice cultivation, or is it better to have a lover to stay with each other?" Liu Hong looked at Han Muye and asked in a low voice.

Helping to find out the news these days, Liu Hong became more and more curious about the past of everyone in the sword pavilion.

I have more admiration for Huang Laoliu.

Is love in the world really that obsessive?

The three spirit stone flowers at the foot of the mountain went out, just like that.

Hearing Liu Hong's question, Han Muye shook his head and said, "When you think about it for yourself, I'm afraid it's time to really enter the Dao."

Liu Hong was about to ask, but Han Muye waved his hand and said, "If you want to enter the sword pavilion, ask your grandfather to agree first."

"The sword in the sword pavilion hurts people, but I won't let you go because you are the grandson of an elder."

Your grandfather promised?

Liu Hong nodded with a bitter face and turned to leave.

It was not an easy thing for him to ask his grandfather to agree.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned his head and said, "Uncle Han, is that Jianwan real?"

"I always feel that I can sense a lot of treasures, but my grandfather doesn't believe it."

Han Muye nodded, raised his hand, and a cold pill appeared in his palm.

"real."

Sword Maru!

It's really Kenmaru!

Liu Hong widened his eyes, then laughed, turned around and left.

"This sword pavilion, I have entered."

"I said."

Seeing him leave, Han Muye shook his head.

This second generation of Xiu wants to enter the sword pavilion, I am afraid it is not easy.

"Boom-"

On Jiuxuan Mountain, the bell sounded short.

This is the first time such a sound has been heard in several days.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

Three bells rang, a deacon elder fell?

Something happened on Fengshou Mountain?

Han Muye frowned as he watched sword lights rush up Jiuxuan Mountain.

"Luo Yisheng, the deacon of the inner sect of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, was on the mission to destroy the demon, and he met the big demon Hu Taisheng, but was defeated."

"Sun Lin, the deacon of the inner gate of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, was on the mission of destroying demons and was attacked and killed by the great demon Hu Taisheng."

The two deacon elders fell, and the bell rang three times.

Hu Taisheng?

Luo Yisheng?

Han Muye frowned.

In Luo Yisheng's hand, there used to be a sword associated with the demon clan.

Could it be that his fall has something to do with this sword?

Standing in front of the sword pavilion, a group of swordsmen disciples in black robes strode forward.

"Luo Yisheng, the deacon of Jianmen, encountered a big monster, fought hard and lost, and sacrificed heroically."

"Qin Lin, the elder of Jianmen, sent Luo Yisheng's younger brother to the sword pavilion."

The man in front had a thin face, short beard, gray hair, and a sad face.

Beside him, a young man in his thirties stood holding a sword.

Zhu Guangsheng.

In other words, the former swordsman and outer door master, Era.

Looking at the two holding swords in front of him, Han Muye's eyes slowly swept behind them.

"Elder Qin, do they know the rules for sending swords from the sword pavilion?"

Han Muye suddenly spoke up.

Qin Lin was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head to look at Han Muye.

Han Muye's eyes fell on Zhu Guangsheng who was beside Qin Lin, and then said lightly, "The people who came to send the sword are all people who are close to the sword master."

"So, you should shed a few tears."

A look of confusion flashed across Zhu Guangsheng's face.

Qin Lin, who was beside him, laughed and said in a low voice, "Sure enough, the eyes are very poisonous. If you can't get in, just break in!"

The voice fell ~www.wuxiahere.com~ He held the hilt of the sword in his hand, the long sword was unsheathed, and the cold sword light pierced Han Muye's chest.

Zhu Guangsheng, who was beside him, also reacted, turning the sword in his hand upside down, holding the hilt, drawing the sword and stepping out, rushing towards the gate of the Jiange Pavilion.

Han Muye stood on the stone steps with his hands behind his back, motionless, as if he was frightened.

"boom--"

Zhu Guangsheng, who was rushing towards Jiange, advanced faster and retreated faster!

His body flew upside down, flew straight from the ninth-floor stone steps, and crashed into Qin Lin, who was stabbing with his sword.

Qin Lin's expression changed, he pulled back his sword, and let Zhu Guangsheng fall and roll at his feet.

At the entrance of Jiange, Lu Gao, who clenched his fists, strode forward, blocking Han Muye.

"Want to enter the sword pavilion?"

"Get over me first."

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