Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The last time we ate together, it was the first time that Huang Lao Liu and Elder Jiange shared the same table.

He thought that the Jiange elders came to see him, and he also gave him half a jug of wine.

Thinking about it now, Elder Jiange will eat ordinary food again after thirty years, and it may be the last time he wants to taste it.

"Brother Han, is there a way to save the elder?"

Huang Lao Liu looked at Han Muye and asked in a low voice.

Han Muye shook his head.

Now he, although there are eight sword intents in the sea of ​​consciousness, even if these eight sword intents all inspire Wanjian to return to the sect, it will not help the elders of Jiange.

The disputes between the great cultivators, as Elder Su Liang said, is related to the general situation of the Western Frontier, not to mention Han Muye, the little sword-watcher, even three or two realm enlighteners, and even the masters of forming pills, are unable to participate.

This is a game between major forces, and the bet is luck.

"Keep the sword pavilion well, sixth brother, didn't you say that this is the fate of the sword watcher?" Han Muye lowered his head and walked towards the sword pavilion.

Huang Laoliu nodded, and then said, "Brother Han, you stay in Jiange, and I'll go to Cao's house."

"Because of the relationship between the Cao family and Jiange, we should visit."

With a faint sword energy surging around him, he raised his hand and made a move.

There was a soft sound in the sword pavilion, and the sword that had accompanied him for six and a half years fell into his hand.

At this time, Huang Laoliu is no longer old and sullen, and his body is fierce, and his eyes are shining.

When the elder Jiange left, he took on a lot of responsibility.

"I'll accompany Sixth Brother." Han Muye turned around and said.

Now go down the mountain to Cao's house, maybe you will encounter an ambush.

Since the Tailingjian faction has started, it may be crazy.

"Hehe, Brother Han, you can't put eggs in one basket when you stay in Jiange." Huang Laoliu waved his hand and turned to look at Lu Gao: "Keep the door."

Lu Gao laughed and patted the door frame.

Huang Lao Liu strode away, Han Muye looked at the mountain protection formation that was still shining in the sky, and walked into the sword pavilion.

In the quiet room, he put away the spirit stone, put down the elixir, and sat quietly for a while, then took out the jade slip that Elder Su Liang gave him.

He has never been more eager to improve his cultivation than this time.

Yujian touched her eyebrows lightly, and messages were detected by Divine Sense.

In this jade slip, there are not only elixir recipes that blend spirit pills, but also several other elixir recipes for cultivating vitality, condensing qi, and even foundation-building.

But the most precious among them should be the pill recipe that melts spirit pills.

The words in the alchemy recipe turned into a picture of alchemy and appeared in his mind. Han Muye closed his eyes and continued to observe and comprehend.

Comprehend the refining method of Peiyuan Rong Lingdan.

Apart from this one pill recipe, all other pill recipes can only be refined with the cultivation of energy. Han Muye just remembered it and didn't spend time thinking about it.

Dan Fang realized, he directly took out the pill furnace, sword energy poured into his palm, and the blue light flashed.

The same kind of elixir was thrown into the pill furnace, and the flame transformed by the sword energy wrapped the pill furnace, and Han Muye's whole body was restrained to the limit.

His spiritual qi cultivation is to activate the pill furnace, and the sword qi penetrates into it to reconcile and purify the elixir.

In the pill furnace, there was a gentle vibration.

Half an hour later, Han Muye raised his palm, the lid of the pill furnace flew up, and three pills with flashing aura flew out.

At the moment when the medicinal pill flew out, the pill furnace, which was densely cracked, turned into pieces with a bang.

Sword Qi concocts pills, and the damage to the pill furnace is too great.

Fortunately, the medicinal herbs were refined, and this rare potion of elixir was not wasted.

Han Muye looked at the medicinal pill in his palm, and saw that it was translucent and crystal clear, obviously of extraordinary quality.

Two tops, one fine.

Still not skilled enough.

Shaking his head, he put away the elixir and put away the rest of the elixir.

There should be a pill furnace in Suzhen Building. When Huang Laoliu returns, he can go there and ask for one.

Huang Laoliu hadn't returned yet. At this time, there was no one in the sword pavilion, so he couldn't swallow the medicine pill.

After collecting the remaining elixir, Han Muye pondered for a moment, then walked out of the quiet room and looked towards the stairs leading to the second floor of the Jiange Pavilion.

He walked up the stairs slowly, and when he reached the second floor, he paused for a while and then went straight up to the third floor.

On the third floor, the windows are wide open, the light is translucent, and a faint golden halo flashes in front of the window.

This is the protective formation of Jiange. When the mountain protection formation was activated, it was already activated.

He walked slowly to the seat where the elder Jiange was sitting. After taking a deep breath, Han Muye sat down gently.

The elder Jiange said that he would not be able to come back, so Han Muye was sitting here.

Han Muye didn't sit here because of this position.

He wanted to see if the elders of the Jiange Pavilion left any entrustment and support.

If he expected that he would not be able to come back, Han Muye believed that Elder Jiange would leave something behind.

Looking at the long case in front of him, Han Muye stretched out his hand to explain to the elder of the sword pavilion, and opened the wooden box where the sword art was placed.

Two scrolls and one jade slip.

Sure enough.

Picking up the jade slip and touching it between his eyebrows, a white-bearded Jiange elder appeared in front of Han Muye.

With a smile and kind eyes.

"Knowing that your kid will read this jade slip, I don't know whether I am dead or alive at this time."

In the picture, the elder Jiange kept his expression unchanged and spoke softly.

"Every swordsman in the sword pavilion has a dream of heaven in his heart, right?"

"Seeing what Huang Laoliu looks like now, I think of myself back then."

"I'm not as lucky as him."

"Sixty years of ascetic cultivation, I have condensed into the sword of the soul, possessing the power of the Hundred Breaths Heaven Realm."

"Unfortunately, my sword is destined to have no chance to be used in front of those who want to show it."

In the picture, the elder Jiange did not have the tyrannical sword that flew thousands of miles away, but instead had a lot of chatter.

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"You have to cultivate the sword-raising art well. Only by cultivating the sword-raising art can you use the sword bone to protect your body and save your life after you cast the divine soul sword."

"I repaired it too late, I'm afraid it's useless."

"From two hundred years ago to a thousand years ago, there were three elders in the sword pavilion, who respectively cultivated the sword raising art, the condensing sword art, and the soldier sword art."

"It is said that the combination of the three techniques can produce unexpected changes."

"But don't think too much, kid. Those big sects in the Western Border will not give you the opportunity to cultivate the three arts."

"A hundred years ago, two sword pavilion elders who cultivated sword art and condensed sword art fell respectively."

"As a last resort, the patriarch of the Jiange Pavilion, Zhu Shen, descended the mountain with a half-scroll sword art, and slashed three of them with a single sword, and he himself perished."

"The half-scroll sword art is nowhere to be found."

"After that, the suppression of the Nine Profound Sword Sect by the major sects was greatly reduced."

"You should understand the reason for this, right?"

"How similar is the situation today."

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Among the jade slips, the Jiange elders analyzed the general situation very thoroughly.

This made Han Muye feel more helpless.

After a long time, he let out a low sigh, put down the jade slip, and then stretched out a small bronze sword.

This was handed to him by the elders of the Jiange Pavilion. It was the certificate of the official disciple of the Jiange Pavilion, and it was also the key to unlock the formation of the Jiange Pavilion and the place where the Jiu Xuanjian sealed the town under the sword pavilion.

This is also the trust of one of the elders of Your Excellency Jian.

Putting back the jade slip, Han Muye stretched out his hand and spread out the half-scroll sword art.

He memorized both the condensing sword art and the sword raising art by heart, and the three tactics were only the sword art.

However, the sword art is already incomplete, and the other half, according to what the Jiange elder said, must be in the hands of the Nine Sects of the Western Border.

"Take the sword as your body, and your body into a soldier?"