Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Lin Shen's eyes were blood red, staring at Han Muye, as if he wanted to eat people.

Draw a sword ten thousand times, this is his way.

is his belief.

Now someone is questioning his beliefs, which is destroying his Tao.

Destroying people's ways is not for everyone.

Han Muye looked at Lin Shen and said in a low voice, "Teacher Lin, let me ask you, is there a difference between swinging a sword a thousand times and swinging a sword a thousand times?"

"Yes." Lin Shen said without hesitation: "Swing the sword ten thousand times will give you a much deeper understanding of kendo."

Han Muye nodded and said again, "Is there a difference between the one hundred thousand and one million times?"

"Yes." Lin Shen answered loudly again, but after answering, he paused slightly.

"After a million times, draw the sword and swing the sword in one go."

Just after he finished speaking, Han Muye had already said, "Is there a difference between five million times and six million times?"

This time, Lin Shen hesitated and did not speak.

After a while, he seemed to be giving himself confidence and said in a low voice, "No matter what, as long as I persist for a few more years and draw my sword thousands of times, I can fly into the sky..."

Han Muye shook his head and said lightly, "If the sword is in the heart, it is enough to draw the sword a thousand times."

"If you don't have a sword in your heart, it will be useless even if you draw it thousands of times."

After speaking, he didn't stop, turned around and strode away.

"I don't have a sword in my heart?" Lin Shen was stunned, his face completely blank: "I have a sword in my heart, my sword is not..."

"No, I only believe in the sword in my hand. What do I want a sword for?"

"Wrong, draw a sword, I should trust the sword in my heart."

He muttered to himself, and for a moment seemed to completely forget where he was.

……

Han Muye left Chuan Gongtang, asked about the way to Qingxi Stream, and ran all the way. After two quarters of an hour, he saw a quiet river rippling.

On both sides of the river, the green bamboo forest stretches, and there are bamboo buildings in the middle.

This is Qingxi Stream.

Mo Yuan is also a famous person here, Han Muye knew where he lived after a little inquiries.

Unfortunately, he is not here today.

Perhaps, in the Yanfa Building?

Han Muye turned around and went to the Yanfa Building.

When he arrived at the Yanfa Building, Han Muye took a quiet room number plate, walked into the quiet room, and wrote a line on the jade bi.

"Quiet room No. 183, looking for the performance of "The Return of Ten Thousand Swords", and rewarding ten spirit stones."

The message flickered on the jade bi for a long time, but no one responded.

Han Muye could only reach out his hand regretfully to dispel the message.

It seems that Mo Yuan, the number one outside sect, is not in the Yanfa Building.

He has reached out to write the next line.

"Quiet Room No. 183, seek the follow-up method of "Tie Niu Jin", the reward, and the three merits."

He only has three meritorious deeds in his hands.

The follow-up to Tie Niu Jin is worth the price.

After a while, the halo flashed, and the message task was taken over.

After a while, the quiet room door was pushed open.

"It's you?" Seeing that it was Han Muye, the tall Zhao Pu frowned and said, "Why, didn't you understand last time?"

After speaking, he said solemnly, "You can cancel the task. I said, if there is anything you don't understand about Tie Niu Jin, just come and ask me."

Han Muye shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Zhao Pu, I want to know how much Tie Niu Jin can be derived from in the future."

"With this method, can you cultivate to the ninth level of Peiyuan?"

Zhao Pu was taken aback by his words.

"How much?"

"Tie Niu Jin has only one level, and it is one of the lowest-level exercises in the Yanfa Building. The effect of cultivation is only slightly better than that of the outer martial arts."

Speaking of this, he shook his head and said, "It is absolutely impossible to reach the ninth level of Pei Yuan with this body training method."

Only one weight?

Is it impossible to reach the ninth level of Peiyuan?

Han Muye was a little disappointed.

Zhao Pu couldn't lie to him.

"I'll rehearse for you again." Zhao Pu said, stomping his feet, raising his hand and punching, with a phantom of a green ox floating behind him.

After finishing the boxing session, he looked at Han Muye: "You go through it again and let me see what went wrong."

Han Muye nodded.

This Zhao Pu is a good person, cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Taking a light breath, Han Muye raised his hand and swung the frame, his figure moved.

"Om—"

Behind him, the phantom of the green bull floated instantly.

"Okay, it's not a small success..." Zhao Pu's eyes lit up, and then his eyes flashed: "No, this is a big success!"

"In such a few days, you can cultivate the Qingniu Jin to the highest level, your comprehension..."

Before he could finish speaking, Han Muye punched out, and behind him, a second green ox appeared!

Zhao Pu was shocked and froze there.

Han Muye closed his fists, and the shadows of the two green bulls behind him slowly dissipated.

"This is my question." Looking at Zhao Pu, Han Muye said in a low voice.

Two green oxen phantoms.

Zhao Pusi stared at Han Muye and said solemnly, "Tell me, how did you do it?"

Han Muye didn't hide his secrets, and recounted what he had learned when he was cultivating.

Following the method he said, Zhao Pu rehearsed several times, and then condensed the second and third green bull phantoms.

Seeing the three phantoms behind him, Han Muye's eyes lit up.

Originally, he felt that the strength of the iron bull could condense more phantoms of the green bull, but he was not sure whether the direction of cultivation was the right one, and he did not dare to deduce it further.

After dispersing the phantom behind him, Zhao Pu looked at Han Muye.

"This Tie Niu Jin really seems to have deeper cultivation methods."

"I'll go back and deduce it with the master. Don't rashly practice for the time being."

After speaking, he showed a smile on his face and said, "What's your name and where did you practice?"

Han Muye cupped his hands and said, "Han Muye is here, the swordsman in the sword pavilion."

"Swordsman?" Zhao Pu was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, when I figure it out, I will go to the Jiange to find you."

After speaking, he turned around and strode away.

He didn't want Han Muye's three merits.

Han Muye smiled wryly and shook his head.

He originally thought that Zhao Pu could give him some help, but looking at it now, there is no hope.

How can it be so easy to deduce the cultivation method?

Turning his head, he saw a lot of messages asking for advice on swordsmanship on the jade bi.

Among them is a message that often appears "seek the third reenactment method of Bibo".

It seems that this must be that Yang Shao.

It's just that Han Muye didn't have the heart to promote the blue wave swordsmanship for Yang Shao for the time being. He found a few messages with a good price and took it. Then he took the bronze mask from the front desk and walked into the quiet room~www.wuxiahere.com~ for half an hour , he earned a total of eleven merit certificates.

Then he went to pick out three body exercises.

Two books of Four Hundred Spirit Stones "Five Elements Body Forging Technique" and "Great Iron Armor Art".

There is also a book of "Double Element Forging" with five hundred spirit stones.

After looking for a quiet room, I posted a message, and then someone came to practice the exercises.

Han Muye also asked a few questions aloud.

The result disappointed him.

Of the three body training methods, none of them can be achieved quickly.

Even the inner sect senior brother who performed the law warned him earnestly that he should practice step by step, and it would be less than a little vain.

But in reality, how could he be allowed to cultivate slowly?

Returning to the sword pavilion, Huang Laoliu looked at Han Muye with a strange look.

When it was time to wash up after dinner, Han Muye looked at the reflection in the basin and was stunned for a while.

In the reflection, his temples actually had a lot of white hair!

Could it be that your lifespan is really coming to an end?

Back in the quiet room, he began to practice physical exercises.

From iron bull strength to body forging, the four kinds of exercises are constantly replaced.

He could feel the increase in physical strength.

But that didn't stop him from aging.

On the contrary, because he practiced the body training technique, he could clearly feel that some kind of power in his body was rapidly draining.

"Is this because the sword intent in the sea of ​​qi is too strong, and the body can't bear it, so there will be a loss of life essence?"

"Then, to disperse all these sword intents?"

Sitting cross-legged in the quiet room, Han Muye's eyes flickered.

"Perhaps, there are other ways?"

After pondering for a moment, Han Muye was still reluctant to bear these sword qi.

In the world of practice, cultivation and combat power are everything.

Without sword qi in his body, he felt uneasy in his heart.