Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 74: Wind helps fire, setting fire to thousands of miles

There are three thousand swords on the second floor of the sword pavilion, each of which is at least the best among the semi-spiritual weapons.

Such a sword can directly increase the combat power of a person in the Qi Condensation Stage several times, even if the situation is real, it can also improve the combat power a lot.

This is the background of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect.

These 3000 sword tools are the accumulation of countless generations of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect.

With these 3,000 swords, it is possible to ensure that the sect will not suffer from a rapid breakdown in combat power in the event of a major event.

Having been in the sword pavilion for so long, Han Muye also understood the significance of the sword pavilion to the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Normally, the sword pavilion is a warehouse for the sect, and many people even ignore its existence.

But when there is a big event, the sword pavilion is there, and the Jiuxuan sword gate is there.

Each of the Western Xinjiang sects has a hidden place like the Sword Pavilion.

Sending the sword up to the second floor, Han Muye looked at the sword in front of him, his eyes blazing.

Putting the icebreaker on an empty wooden frame, he stretched out his hand and held the hilt of another sword on the wooden frame.

Didn't he come to the second floor of Jiange for these?

"Om—"

Sword qi surged into the sea of qi, and the picture appeared in his mind.

A Taoist man in a green robe swung his sword, and green trees stood in front of him.

This is a means of using swordsmanship to derive spells. In the practice of kendo, it belongs to the lineage of magic and sword.

Comprehend the Three Profound Swordsmanship, Yunmu.

Let go, then stretch out your hand.

A cold female cultivator flew into the sky, and the sword in her hand turned into a crescent moon.

Comprehend Yuehua Jianzong's three-month swordsmanship, and finish the string.

Yuehua Sword Sect, that is the sect of the Western Border second only to the nine major sects, and I don't know why the swords of the strong in their sect are here.

……

He has investigated five swords, and learned eight kinds of swordsmanship.

This time, Han Muye was not greedy, he felt turbulent, so he turned and left.

There is ample time.

Going downstairs, Lu Gao stretched out his head at the gate of Jiange.

"Senior Brother Han, this." Lu Gao spread his hands, with two bright spiritual stones in his palm.

Medium.

It was sent by Cao Pei just now.

"Have you separated from Coach Lin?" Han Muye waved his hand, sat in front of the long desk, and registered the location and various data of the swords he just sent.

At the door, Lu Gao was overjoyed, and then turned to look at Lin Shen with some trepidation.

"Brother Han said it would be divided, and he is not bad." Lin Shen reached out and took a spiritual stone into his arms.

Han Muye, who was sitting in the sword pavilion, didn't raise his head, he just smiled while writing, "Big Brother Lu, the food you have eaten for the past few days is all the spiritual stone you posted."

With a grateful expression on Lu Gao's face, he nodded, took away the middle-grade spirit stone, and whispered in his mouth, "It shouldn't be, it should be..."

Turning his head, someone came in front of the Jiange gate.

"Excuse me, can Xiaoyou Han be here?" The Taoist man in the green robe stood in front of the Jiange gate and opened his mouth softly.

"The sword pavilion is heavy, outsiders—" Lu Gao shouted, and before he finished speaking, Han Muye's light cough came from the sword pavilion.

"It turns out that Senior Qi is here." Han Muye put down his pen and ink and walked out of the sword pavilion slowly.

Isn't the one waiting outside the sword pavilion, Qi Mingyuan from Ling Juezong?

This one, yesterday, the high price of 100,000 spirit stones was offered, and Han Muye was asked to instruct the third level of the town school's swordsmanship.

This is the big gold lord.

"Little friend Han." Qi Mingyuan bowed his hands to Han Muye.

"Senior Qi, I won't invite you to enter the strong ground of the sword pavilion." Han Muye took a few steps down the stone steps, then looked at Qi Mingyuan, "Senior wants to know how to condense the third artistic conception of the Cloud Absolute Swordsmanship, right?"

Qi Mingyuan nodded, raised his hand, and a small wooden box appeared in his palm.

He opened the wooden box and placed ten crystal clear spiritual stones neatly in it.

For a top-grade spirit stone, one piece is worth ten thousand lower-grade spirit stones.

Ten high-grade spirit stone crystals flickered brightly.

Standing by the gate of Jiange, Lu Gao stretched out his hand and covered the middle-grade spirit stone on his chest.

No wonder Senior Brother Han disliked this mid-grade spirit stone.

He pricked up his ears and waited for Han Muye to ask him to collect the spirit stones.

He hasn't touched the top-grade spirit stone yet.

Han Muye, who was standing in the same place, did not look at the wooden box, but looked up at the sky in the distance. Over there, there were clouds and clouds.

"Senior Qi, you should understand that the triple level of swordsmanship and the condensing of swordsmanship and sword intent can no longer be measured by spirit stones."

Turning his head to look at Qi Mingyuan, Han Muye said indifferently, "Just like you Ling Jue Sect, this sect's swordsmanship complements the third-level artistic conception, which can make your entire sect's combat power to a higher level."

At the gate of Jiange, Lu Gao opened his mouth.

What's the meaning?

100,000 Spirit Stones, isn't that enough?

Qi Mingyuan seemed to have expected it long ago, his expression remained unchanged, he raised his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

"This sword is called Liu Feng. It is a saber that I have been using all the time. It is a high-quality semi-spiritual weapon, and it is worth at least fifty thousand spiritual stones."

Directly increase the price by 50,000!

It is true that one dares to shout, and the other dares to add.

Lu Gao held his middle-grade spirit stone, feeling that his heart could hardly beat.

After thinking about it, his heart moved.

Brother Han made such a big deal with people from outside the sect, did he see what he should not watch and hear what he should not listen to?

Then, will you be silenced?

Turning to look at Lin Shen, seeing Lin Shen's expression unchanged, he breathed a sigh of relief just now.

"Senior Qi, I don't want this sword, nor your spirit stone."

Han Muye's words changed both Qi Mingyuan and Lu Gao's expressions.

Qi Mingyuan frowned, Lu Gao was disappointed.

"Little friend, I can come here because the elder Tuoba agreed." Qi Mingyuan looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice, "I, Ling Juezong, are a firm ally of the Nine Profound Sword Sect."

The implication is that if it is not a firm ally, it is impossible for Tuobacheng to allow him to come here to find Han Muye.

Han Muye smiled slightly, nodded and said, "I want another set of swordsmanship from Ling Jue Sect, Dang Yun."

Qi Mingyuan's complexion changed slightly, and Han Muye had already said, "I only read it once, how much I can remember."

"Senior, don't worry, I will never spread it."

"I just want to confirm what I think, to see if the deduced direction is correct."

One set of swordsmanship, another set of swordsmanship.

And, just practice it once.

Qi Mingyuan had no way to refuse.

He looked at Han Muye, pondered for a moment, and then whispered, "Okay."

Han Muye nodded, turned his head and said, "Teacher Lin, Brother Lu, please go to the dining hall and bring me a meal."

The two hurriedly handed in hand and left.

Qi Mingyuan was practicing Ling Juezong's swordsmanship, and they couldn't see it. They understood ~www.wuxiahere.com~ When the two of them left, Qi Mingyuan raised his hand and unsheathed his long sword.

"Little friend is optimistic, I, Ling Juezong, have two sets of swordsmanship, Jueyun, Dangyun."

Since he wanted to practice, he didn't hide it, and directly practiced both sets of swordsmanship.

Jueyun swordsmanship is surging like clouds, the sword light is like a wheel, the cloud-swinging swordsmanship is magnificent and mighty, and the clouds are like a gathering.

In Qi Mingyuan's hands, the two sets of swordsmanship are really like clouds, just waiting for the raging tide.

The sword light stopped, and the wind and clouds stopped.

The Taoist in Qingpao with a long sword in his hand is like an exiled immortal.

This is Jian Xiu.

Qi Mingyuan raised his head and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded and sighed, "Sure enough..."

"Senior Qi, you Ling Juezong still have a shallow background."

"The wind doesn't blow through the fire, and there's no water in the waves. It's too thin."

"You let Qi Tao worship under the fire vein of Jiuxuan Jianmen. Within ten years, the wind will help the fire, and the sword will be great."

Within ten years, the wind will help the fire, and the sword will be great!

Qi Mingyuan's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and after pondering for a long time, he whispered, "How can I trust you?"

Hearing his words, Han Muye smiled lightly and raised his hands.