Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

What Bai Suzhen sent was actually the two main medicines that were lacking in refining the longevity-increasing elixir.

This shopkeeper Bai is really not simple, and even such treasures can be easily found.

Looking at it this way, even if he didn't find a solution to the Shouyuan problem, he still had a chance to survive.

It's just what this shopkeeper Bai did. I'm afraid it won't be a good thing. This medicine is a little hot.

Putting the elixir aside, Han Muye picked up a bronze plaque engraved with three rocks.

This is a token sent by Zhao Pu.

It seems that Ding's research on the body-refinement method, Tie Niu Jin, has some eyebrows.

This body training method is not the most important to Han Muye, but he feels that Tie Niu Jin is not as simple as it seems.

When I have time, I have to go to Zhao Pu and ask about the situation.

If this iron bull can be repaired, he will deduce it further.

At the bottom of the wooden box, there is a letter with beautiful handwriting on the envelope.

Han Muye chuckled and picked up the envelope.

Is this a love letter?

I don't know what Mu Wan's girl will write to her?

Han Muye was a little curious and a little nervous.

How long has it been since the feeling of falling in love?

Carefully opened it, unfolded the letter, and slowly frowned.

After reading a letter, he sighed, carefully folded the envelope, and put it back in the wooden box.

In the letter, Mu Wan said that she left Jiuxuanjianmen and went to a sect called Linghua Pavilion.

It was a sect that was dominated by female cultivators and was good at alchemy.

She said that she felt that she was powerless to deal with Han Muye's lifespan issue, and that she blamed herself in her heart, so she made up her mind to go to Linghua Pavilion.

She also said that she would come to see Han Muye when she could refine the elixir to increase her lifespan.

In the end, Mu Wan instructed Han Muye to practice hard, with his understanding, he would definitely achieve great achievements.

He also said that the affairs of children should not be taken to heart, it is better to concentrate on cultivation.

Until the letter was received, Han Muye didn't taste it.

Inside and outside the words, I don't know whether to let him not care about Huang Lao Liu's matchmaking, or let him focus on his cultivation and not have anything to do with other female cultivators.

Is it the first meaning or the second meaning?

That night, Han Muye almost kicked the sheets.

……

Getting up early in the morning and dancing the long sword in the small courtyard, Han Muye felt that his understanding of swordsmanship was much deeper.

All kinds of Xuanyuan swordsmanship have been completed in the region, and even merged, and there are different swordsmanship derivations.

One and two mysterious swordsmanship, when he practiced, he mostly only grasped the artistic conception, and did not care about the swordsmanship at all.

The more this is the case, the more unpredictable and unpredictable those sword moves are.

Slightly sweating, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.

Due to the loss of lifespan, his physical function has declined a lot these days. Today, he moved, and he felt comfortable all over.

He tore off his clothes, and took a handful of clear water in the pool, extremely happy.

"It's better to be young..." Huang Laoliu wrapped his heavy robes and muttered a few times, causing Han Muye to laugh.

In the morning, Han Muye stood in front of the wooden frame, holding a linen cloth for wiping the long sword in his hand.

"Kid Han, do you really want to wipe the sword?" Huang Laoliu looked at Han Muye with a strange expression.

Before, I thought that Han Muye didn't have much lifespan anyway, so he wanted to wipe the long sword, so he didn't stop him.

But now, if you really want the sword energy to permeate the body, the life essence will be depleted a little more?

"It may not be a big deal when the sword energy enters the body." Han Muye whispered, walked to the wooden frame, stretched out his hand and pulled out a long sword.

Holding the sword in one hand, wipe the edge of the sword with a sackcloth in the other.

In his sea of ​​qi, a sword intent suddenly dissipated, turning into 128,000 sword qi.

One of the sword qi followed his palm and poured into the long sword in his hand.

The sword energy entered the body of the sword, and he could feel the dim light shining on the long sword.

One, two, three, ten, thirty.

After the forty-eight sword qi poured into the sword edge, the long sword in his hand had already revealed a cold and cold light.

When he wanted to re-infuse the sword energy, the long sword came to resist.

Han Muye understood that if sword energy was poured into the sword, the sword would not be able to withstand it.

In the end, it's just a mortal weapon, and the sword energy that can be infused at one time is limited.

Han Muye was not in a hurry, put the long sword back into its sheath, and then began to wipe the other long sword.

In one day, he scattered a sword intent and poured it into two thousand long swords.

These long swords have the sword energy he infuses, and there is an inexplicable feeling with him. Even if someone comes to lead the sword, they will not choose these swords subconsciously.

After dissipating a sword intent, Han Muye felt his body relaxed a little bit.

It seems that the combination of cultivating physical exercises and dispersing sword intent will not be a problem for oneself for the time being.

I just want to solve the problem of life essence completely, and the most important thing is to improve my own cultivation, so that my body can bear the power of sword intent.

In three days, Han Muye scattered the three sword intents and scattered sword energy into thousands of long swords, leaving only eight sword intents in his body.

These sword intents are enough for him to use the Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Sect eight times, and for the time being, it will not cause too much damage to his lifespan.

The sword qi scattered into the sword can not only warm the long sword, make the sword sharper, but also slowly increase the amount of sword qi.

Han Muye tried it out. It takes seven or eight days for ordinary swords to gather sword energy, and it takes at least half a month to warm up a sword energy.

But after pouring dozens of sword qi into it, the long sword will generate sword qi in one day, and it will be able to collect a perfect sword qi in two days.

In general, I really don't have to worry about not having sword qi in the future.

In the afternoon, Huang Laoliu went down the mountain to drink wine. Han Muye, who had finished wiping his long sword in the sword pavilion, sat in front of the long desk and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked outside the sword pavilion.

A group of Jianmen disciples in black robes walked slowly.

These disciples all held a long sword in their hands.

"The sword pavilion is a heavy place. You are not allowed to enter unless you lead the sword and send the sword." He got up and walked to the gate of the sword pavilion, Han Muye spoke in a deep voice.

"As ordered by the elders, send the thirteen brothers who were killed with their swords and return to the sword pavilion." In front of the stone steps, the leading disciple bowed, holding the sword in both hands, and said in a low voice.

Thirteen disciples fell together?

Han Muye was slightly taken aback.

Jiu Xuan Jianmen is one of the nine factions in the Western Xinjiang ~www.wuxiahere.com~ the third of Si Jianmen, once thirteen disciples fell, could it be that something major happened?

Han Muye didn't ask any further questions.

As a swordsman in the sword pavilion, his duty is to guard the sword pavilion, rather than caring about why the disciples of the sect have fallen.

Nodding, he raised his hand and took the long sword from the disciple in front of him.

"This sword is the sword worn by Wu Teng, an inner disciple." The disciple said in a deep voice.

"Curachi—"

The long sword was returned to its sheath, and Han Muye said indifferently, "I received a sword from an inner disciple today. It has been checked and it has been collected in the sword pavilion."

With that said, he turned around and entered the sword pavilion, and sent the long sword to the wooden stand.

Walking forward, his hand clenched the hilt of the sword.

A series of pictures flashed in his mind.

Long sword forging.

A young disciple in a white robe led the sword.

The long sword was swung, and the sword light flickered.

Comprehend a profound sword technique, fireworks.

Comprehend the two mysterious swordsmanship, beacon smoke.

The sword light reappeared, and Han Muye was shocked.

All swordsmanship is fire pulse.

He knew the identity of the sword master.

The disciple of Tao Ran's ancestor who betrayed Jianmen back then!

The ancestors betrayed the sect, and all the disciples of Jiuxuan Jianmen who cultivated fire veins were excluded, and life was difficult.

The sect tasks they completed were the most painful and dangerous, and the least rewarding.

Without the presence of Tao Ran's ancestors, many inheritances of fire veins would be difficult to continue, and a line of masters withered.

This time, the mission was to hunt down the villain of the Tailingjian faction, Qin Yuanhe. A group of fire disciples searched everywhere and finally got the news.

But they didn't find Qin Yuanhe, but they met fellow disciples.

"Era!" Han Muye narrowed his eyes when he saw the figure of the assassin who suddenly attacked him.