Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Swipe thousands of swords, crack rocks and destroy mountains.

Lin Shen sat on the carriage, the corners of his mouth twitched and his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

Is it still being repaired?

"Haha, wielding swords ten thousand times, cracking rocks and destroying mountains."

"Brother Han, I have already made such a great determination to stop holding a sword from now on, you, why do you..." Lin Shen looked at the long sword in front of him and closed his eyes gently.

His hands were tightly gripping the reins, and the knuckles of his fingers were white and trembling slightly.

"Lin Chongxiao asked me to come here."

"His remnant soul is in this sword."

Han Muye directly handed the hilt of the long sword to Lin Shen.

Lin Shen opened his eyes suddenly and looked at Han Muye in disbelief.

"You, you, seriously?"

Han Muye didn't say a word, just a sword qi poured into the body of the sword.

Above the long sword, a tremor sounded.

Whether it was Lin Shen or Lin Yuxia who was not far away, her whole body trembled, and a sense of the blood of her closest relatives occurred spontaneously.

"Big brother..."

Lin Yuxia burst into tears.

Lin Shen raised his hand tremblingly and slowly held the hilt of the sword.

An unspeakable aura enveloped him, his eyes widened, and a disorderly word of "giggle" came out of his mouth.

Han Muye held the scabbard in his hand, and the sword energy slowly poured into the long sword.

Lin Shen's complexion slowly changed while holding the hilt of the sword.

Sad.

self-blame.

Delighted.

hesitate.

Lin Yuxia, who walked slowly to the front, did not dare to make a sound, and quietly looked at Lin Shen and the long sword in Lin Shen's palm.

After half an hour, Lin Shen was shocked, and then let go of the sword hilt reluctantly.

Han Muye stopped pouring sword energy.

Lin Shen, who was sitting sideways on the carriage, suddenly jumped off and grabbed Lin Yuxia by his side.

"Little sister, let's kowtow to Brother Han."

"Without Brother Han's action, the remnant soul of the elder brother will be silent in the sword, and the sun will never shine."

Saying that, he fell to the ground with a "bang" on both knees and touched the ground with his head.

Lin Yuxia, who was beside him, bit her lip and fell to her knees.

Han Muye sighed softly, stretched out his hand to support Lin Shen's arm, and then said, "Fairy Lin, I'll accept your present. Get up."

He is willing to help Lin Shen because he has a loyal and pure heart.

Han Muye stretched out his hand, and Lin Shen and Lin Yuxia just got up.

Handing the long sword to Lin Shen, Han Muye said softly, "Teacher Lin, take this sword back."

In this sword, there is the remnant of Lin Chongxiao's soul.

It's just that Lin Shen doesn't know.

Now that I know, I am absolutely reluctant to return to the sword pavilion.

Lin Shen glanced at Han Muye gratefully, then stretched out his hands, carefully took the long sword, and hugged it tightly.

After giving the sword, Han Muye smiled and said, "Teacher Lin, are you still leaving?"

Lin Shen grinned and said, "I won't go."

He raised his head to look at the gate of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, his face was much more relaxed, and there was a hint of longing.

Han Muye nodded and said with a smile, "That's good."

"I'll go back to the Jiange first. When will we drink together."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Lin Yuxia next to Lin Shen, nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "Fairy Lin, you might not be able to hold your nephew for a while."

After speaking, he laughed and turned to leave.

"This, Senior Brother Han, it's so special..." Lin Yuxia whispered while looking at Han Muye's back.

"Special?" Lin Shen held the sword, his eyes shining brightly.

"It's more than special."

On him, the previous decadence was swept away, and there was a lot of indescribable pride.

Turning his hands and carrying the long sword to his back, he laughed and looked at Lin Yuxia: "Little sister, although Brother Han is a swordsman from the sword pavilion, the realm of kendo is absolutely unimaginable."

"Big brother all said that he has a kendo cultivation base that reaches the sky."

Hearing Lin Shen's words, Lin Yuxia couldn't help but look at the long sword that was carried behind Lin Shen's back. In this sword, there was the remnant soul of the elder brother Lin Chongxiao.

"Little sister, if you're interested, can I help you match Brother Han?" Lin Shen smiled and winked at Lin Yuxia.

Lin Yuxia's face turned red, thinking that Han Muye and Bai Suzhen had a very close relationship, so-called friend husbands should not be deceived, and hurriedly said, "Second brother, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Then she looked at Lin Shen seriously and said, "Second brother, since you don't go, what should you do in the future?"

Lin Shen wasted ten years, wielding thousands of swords, and wasting his own practice.

Even if it is rebuilt now, I don't know if there is still a chance.

Cultivation is a matter of competing with the heavens. If you lose the first chance, it will be difficult to think about practicing well.

"Brother, give me two ways to go."

Lin Shen turned his eyes to the distant direction of Jiuxuan Mountain, and the light flashed in his eyes.

"The first way is to go to Sanshizhai to ask for a master. The master will definitely help me because of the big brother's face. I will re-cultivate my body, and it will take three years."

"The second way..."

Lin Shen lowered his head slightly, and then said, "Swing a sword ten thousand times, cracking rocks and destroying mountains."

Lin Yuxia was startled and hurriedly said, "Then second brother, go and see Uncle Tuoba. Uncle has a cold and warm heart, he will definitely..."

Before she finished speaking, she had already seen the smile on Lin Shen's face.

"Little sister, you know how I will choose the second brother, right?"

Lin Yuxia stomped her feet and said, "Second brother, why are you still cultivating this vague method? After going around in circles, haven't you gone back?"

Lin Shen shook his head and smiled, "It's different."

"Now that I have the guidance of my eldest brother, and the guidance of Brother Han, I can naturally succeed."

Lin Yuxia was stunned for a moment, and saw Lin Shen pulling the reins and turning around to go to the Nine Profound Sword Gate.

"I've thought about it, quit my job as an outer sect teacher, and go to the sword pavilion to be a sword guard."

"From now on, I will be in the Jiange, and I will be close to Brother Han. If you are interested, little sister, you can come to the Jiange often."

Go to the sword pavilion and be a swordsman?

The sword pavilion of Jiu Xuan Jianmen, is there a sword guard?

A look of confusion flashed across Lin Yuxia's face.

"Do you intend to?"

"I wouldn't mean it..."

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After giving the sword to Lin Shen, Han Muye felt relieved when he returned to the sword pavilion. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

It was a kind of inner comfort.

He could feel the joy of those sword intents in the sea of ​​qi, as well as those sword spirits that slowly passed through the tendons of Dantian, and they were also much more docile.

It seems that these Sword Intent and Sword Qi are all extremely emotional little cuties.

It would be great if the absorbed sword energy could be so gentle when condensing the sword bones.

The taste of scraping bones and tendons is really uncomfortable.

When he returned to the gate of Jiange, Han Muye was slightly taken aback.

Huang Laoliu, with his hands behind his back, stood in front of the stone steps, and beside him was a female nun in a light yellow shirt.

Sixth sister-in-law?

Han Muye coughed lightly.

Huang Lao Liu and the female cultivator both turned around.

"I have seen Senior Brother." Han Muye saluted Huang Lao Liu very solemnly, and then bowed his hands to the female cultivator: "I have seen Liu—"

"Lu Qingping, Junior Brother Han, just call her Senior Sister Lu." Huang Laoliu hurriedly said.

Han Muye was amused at the bottom of his heart.

This guy has a thief's heart but is not a thief. Secretly, "Sister Ping" and "Sister Six" are really face to face, but they are so lively.

"I have seen Senior Sister Lu."

Han Muye said.

The female cultivator in a light yellow shirt smiled and raised her hand in return: "This is what Brother Zhenxiong said, the very capable Brother Han?"

The female cultivator is not that kind of beauty, but her eyes are soft.

Huang Laoliu stood aside and smiled, as if the wrinkles on his face were stretched a lot at this moment.

"Sixth brother, why didn't you invite Senior Sister Lu to sit in?" Han Muye looked at Huang Laoliu.

Huang Laoliu's expression turned pale, he shook his head and said, "The rules of the sword pavilion are that you are not allowed to enter without a sword."

"Not to mention that Junior Sister Lu is not a member of my Nine Profound Sword Sect, let alone breaking the rules."