Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"Senior Sister Lu, I'll go back to the Jiange first."

Han Muye jumped out of the carriage, his body was like flying, and behind him there were shadows of iron bulls.

"Is this the Swordsman of the Sword Pavilion?"

Lu Qingping's expression changed as she watched Han Muye leave.

She clenched the newly purchased long sword in her hand and drove the carriage slowly forward.

At this time, the sky was full of light, and the sword light lingered on Jiuxuan Mountain, which was like a fairyland.

……

When Han Muye arrived at the Jiange gate, the elders of the Jiange were already standing on the stone steps in front of the gate.

Behind him, Huang Lao Liu's eyes showed apology.

Behind them, there are two figures.

Lu Gao, also, Teacher Lin?

Han Muye strode up to Elder Jiange and bowed.

The elder Jiange did not speak, but just waved his hand.

Han Muye got up and walked to Huang Laoliu's side, turning his head to look at Teacher Lin.

Lin Shen grinned at him.

On the mountain road, a team of Sword Sect disciples wearing red robes have come with swords in hand.

"Xia Yang, the deacon of the Sword Battle Hall, sent the sword into the pavilion."

In front of the stone steps of the Jiange Pavilion, a fifty-year-old old man held a sword in both hands and shouted loudly.

Behind him, everyone was holding swords in both hands, with fierce fighting spirit bursting out of their bodies.

Huang Laoliu stepped forward, reached out to take the sword in Xia Yang's hand, and sent it to Elder Jiange.

The elder Jiange drew his sword out of the scabbard, observed it repeatedly for a while, and then said, "The sword pavilion contains a long sword as a spiritual weapon and sent it to the second floor."

Huang Laoliu walked away with the sword in his hand. Han Muye looked up at him and wanted to pick up the sword.

Huang Laoliu shook his head, whispered "I'm coming", went straight into the Jiange, and went up to the second floor.

After a while, Huang Lao Liu came downstairs, his face pale.

"Jianzhantang obtained six swords in the first battle, and sent the swords to the pavilion."

When the long sword of the spirit weapon level was sent into the sword pavilion, Xia Yang spoke up again.

Behind him, several red-robed disciples stepped forward with swords in their hands.

This time, the elder Jiange waved his hand and said indifferently, "You should put away your swords."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Xia Yang: "Junior Brother Xia, what is the cultivation base of that Keqing Elder Wan Jian Patriarch? Is there any damage in this battle?"

Han Muye and Huang Laoliu collected the sword while listening to Xia Yang accompany the elder Jiange.

In order to conquer the Three Qin Sword Sect, the fifteen strong men from Jiu Xuan Sword Sect took a thunderous blow, which directly disintegrated the fighting spirit of the Three Qin Sword Sect.

At present, the entire Three Qin Sword Sect is only left with the Zongmen stationed there, and it doesn't take long before they can be destroyed in one battle.

This is the thunderbolt sweeping acupuncture points, showing the great sect's means.

Only by collapsing mountains and destroying mountains can we stabilize the Quartet in one battle.

When Han Muye received the third sword, the red-clothed disciple holding the sword grinned and handed the sword to Han Muye.

Sun Dayong.

Last time, with Jiang Han and the others, they spent ten spirit stones to ask Han Muye to choose a sword, and he was an outer disciple who also received guidance.

Afterwards, Han Muye also drank with them and asked them to go to find Mo Yuan to participate in the expedition mission.

This time, the elder of the Three Qin Sword Sect was beheaded by Mo Yuan with one sword.

As for the name of Mo Yuan's elder Keqing, Han Muye was not surprised.

It's not difficult to be a swordsman, a strong man with the power to kill the realm.

After all the swords were sent to the sword pavilion, Han Muye who walked to the door gave Sun Dayong a wink, and the two walked aside.

"Senior Brother Han, the ancestor of Wanjian, really, really," Sun Dayong showed a look of emotion on his face, and then extended his thumb: "It's really a peerless swordsman..."

Sun Dayong stretched out his hand and waved it a few times in the air. His face was flushed, and his eyes were bright.

"The elder of the Three Qin Sword Sect who came out dragging a sword and made us all unable to lift our heads, the ancestor of Wan Jian killed him with one sword."

"awesome."

After waiting for a while, seeing Han Muye still looking at him, Sun Dayong coughed awkwardly: "Well, anyway, he's really powerful, I'm stupid, I know he's really powerful."

All right.

With a smile, Han Muye stretched out his hand and patted Sun Dayong's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "This kind of mission gets more dangerous as it ends. You are still outside disciples. If you really fight, lean back."

"Then why don't we move forward——" Sun Dayong didn't finish his words, seeing Han Muye staring at him, he scratched his head and said, "Senior Brother Han said, let's lean back, lean back."

Over there, Xia Yang has already surrendered to Elder Jiange and is ready to leave.

Sun Dayong took a step forward and whispered, "Senior Brother Han, what do you want?"

want?

What's the meaning?

Seeing that Han Muye was puzzled, Sun Dayong lowered his voice: "Senior Brother Jiang Han and Senior Brother Zhao from the inner sect asked me to come back to deliver the sword, just to ask. If you need anything, we will help you pay attention."

He looked around and whispered, "Breaking the Three Qin Sword Sect's gate, there are a lot of good things."

Han Muye nodded.

Sure enough, regardless of immortals, war wealth is the biggest windfall.

He pondered for a while, then said in a low voice, "If there is an elixir or elixir to increase life expectancy, help me pay attention."

Speaking of this, he chuckled lightly: "Don't worry, I'm not bad for Lingshi, and I won't let you work in vain."

"Then how can..." Sun Dayong wanted to say more, but he was already urged.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and patted Sun Dayong's arm, and said solemnly, "You all be careful."

Sun Dayong nodded heavily, turned around and left.

Watching Sun Dayong and the others leave, Han Muye turned his head and looked at Lin Shen with a smile.

"Teacher Lin, why are you in Jiange?"

Lin Shen laughed and said, "Brother Han, I'm no longer Coach Lin."

He pointed at the Jiange behind him: "I quit my job as a teacher in the outer sect. From now on, I will be the swordsman of the Jiange."

Swordsman?

Han Muye turned to look at Huang Lao Liu.

"Cough, when my sword pavilion was prosperous, there were sword guards, but they disappeared later." Huang Lao Liu said a little embarrassedly.

Han Muye nodded.

There really is.

"Does the sword guard want us to dig out the spirit stone from the sword pavilion to open a salary?" Han Muye asked curiously.

Jiange has already raised an idler Lu Gao~www.wuxiahere.com~ If he raises another one, he won't make much money recently, and he seems to be sitting idle.

Although it's not bad for Lingshi, it can't be extravagant, right?

"That's not necessary." Lin Shen shook his head and said proudly, "I'm taking the salary from the inner sect."

After speaking, he looked at Lu Gao: "Brother Lu, let's go to the dining hall to bring food back."

Lu Gao nodded quickly.

No matter who comes, he is the one with the lowest status.

Watching the two leave, Han Muye chuckled and shook his head.

Teacher Lin's choice is really high. He came to Jiange as an errand, and he could ask himself any questions he had while practicing swordsmanship.

It is estimated that this is the idea given to him by Lin Chongxiao's remnant soul hiding in the sword.

Otherwise, with Teacher Lin's brain, he would never have thought of this.

"Brother Han, how are you?"

Huang Lao Liu came over quietly, with a hint of apprehension on his face.

"Can I finish the task given by Brother Six?"

Han Muye laughed, walked into the sword pavilion, and walked to his quiet room.

Behind him, Huang Laoliu was relieved, with a happy smile on his face.

"Brother Han, I can rest assured when you do things."

"By the way, how many spirit stones did you spend? I'll remember if it's not enough, and I'll definitely give it back to you."

Behind Han Muye, Huang Laoliu spoke again.

"Not much, not much, treat me as a courtesy."

Han Muye's voice came from the quiet room, Huang Laoliu was as happy as a daisy.

"What's the matter, you haven't written off the eight characters yet..."

In the quiet room, Han Muye sat cross-legged on the wooden couch, and in his hand, a half-cut edge of a broken sword appeared.

The blade of Tang Yunhao's sword.

Previously in Fangshi, Han Muye saw some secrets that surprised him from this sword.