Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Superb.

Cloud Qi Dan.

Looking at the Medicine Pills in Han Muye's hand, Tao Ran wanted to kick the floor.

Compared with the Need for Pills, the Medicine Pill refined by himself is just scum.

He turned his head and saw the Sword Pavilion Elder walking slowly.

"Chang Gong, this kid can pill refining, you know?"

The Jiange Elder nodded, his expression indifferent: "Young people are self-reliant and use Alchemy to supplement the swordsmanship, which is a good thing."

Han Muye almost didn't laugh out loud.

This seems to have been said by Tao Ran's ancestors before.

He also said before that the elders of the sword pavilion have bad eyesight.

Ancestor Tao Ran's face was rarely red, and he turned to look at Han Muye: "Exquisite Pill?"

This look is a little creepy.

Han Muye smiled and nodded, "It's a fluke."

"It's not a fluke, as far as I know, you and Su Zhenlou have traded at least hundreds of top grade pills." Jin Ze's voice sounded.

Han Muye felt that the old boy made up for it on purpose.

Sure enough, there was a fierce aura rising from Tao Ran's ancestor.

He held Han Muye firmly, and his eyes gleamed: "Hundreds of top-grade pills, if not accumulated a lot of Medicine Pill, or mastered a method that can refine top-grade pills."

"I think you belong to the second category."

This guess is inseparable from ten.

Ancestor Tao Ran had a condescending expression on his face, and said coldly, "This kind of person is usually not allowed to go to Jiuxuan Mountain for the rest of his life."

Anxious.

He was in a hurry.

Han Muye had no fear on his face, and said loudly: "Old Ancestor, my method is very simple, just use Sword Qi pill refining."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and went downstairs with the pill furnace in his arms.

Ancestor Tao Ran shivered a few times at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't speak again.

Sword Qi pill refining, is this a gain or a loss?

Does anyone in the world really do this?

Watching Han Muye walk downstairs, Sect Leader Kanazawa's expression slowly sank.

"Old Ancestor, Senior Brother Gao, the battle situation on Fengshou Mountain is not optimistic."

"The army drawn by my Nine Profound Sword Sect will set off ahead of schedule."

Hearing his words, Tao Ran's ancestor and Jiange Elder both looked solemn.

The Southern Wilderness Monster Race is unusually powerful.

"As far as I know, the Southern Wilderness doesn't have much intersection with our western border, and it is even more unnecessary to occupy the territory." Ancestor Tao Ran frowned and looked at Jin Ze and Gao Changgong.

"The southern desert is vast, much larger than the western border, and it is full of monsters. Demonic Beasts are tyrannical, and the heavens must be avoided."

Demonic Beasts can transform into human figures when they are repaired to the environment.

The Heavenly Realm Great Demon can even survive the Demon Baby Tribulation and become a human being.

The big demon clan in the Southern Wilderness is more powerful than the big Sect in the western border.

"Perhaps, the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan is asking for something." Jin Ze whispered, turned his head, and looked at the Sword Pavilion Elder.

Gao Changgong did not speak.

He knew that Kanazawa was talking about the great demon that the sword pavilion suppressed.

It's just that in the current situation, I am afraid that it is not possible to hand over the big demon to make Nanhuang retreat.

"Let's see if they will continue to feed the soul Blood Qi." Gao Changgong turned his head and pointed to the long sword on the wooden frame behind.

"Han Muye said that some people in the door seem to have an affair with the demon clan. At present, these people are killing demons at the foot of the mountain. Let's see what happens to them later."

A few days ago, Han Muye lightly mentioned that Qin Lin, the elder in the door, and the door below seemed to be a little unusual, as well as the Inner Sect deacon Luo Yisheng.

Gao Changgong and Old Ancestor Tao Ran have both quietly probed.

"And that Bai Suzhen, the eldest lady of Shangyang Demon Sect, just put it on Jiuxuan Mountain. He Li Mubai has a big heart."

Ancestor Tao Ran glanced at Jin Ze angrily.

"If something happens to this girl, I'm afraid Li Motou will be the first to dismantle your bones."

...

When Kanazawa Sect Leader walked out of the sword pavilion, his expression was a little weird.

"Have seen Sect Leader."

Huang Laoliu and Han Muye were both at the door, busy saluting him.

"Tomorrow, the first batch of disciples to go to Fengshou Mountain will need to come to the sword pavilion to lead the sword. You can help them choose the sword that is in hand."

Sect Leader Kanazawa said as he handed a black belt to Han Muye.

"This is a waist card handed down from the family. I will remember that half of Medicine Pill traded with Dan Tang."

"I will let Dantang send someone to hand over to you."

Before Han Muye could respond, Kanazawa had already left.

"My darling, the heir..."

Huang Lao Liu had an envious look on his face, and reached out to touch the sign on Han Muye's hand.

"Like? For you?" Han Muye handed over the sign.

Huang Laoliu hurriedly withdrew his hands: "No, your sixth sister-in-law is still waiting for me."

Han Muye shook the sign off twice and took the storage ring.

Half of Medicine Pill's business is changed to such a brand, and he is the one who suffers.

"With that brand, you can go to a secret place to practice once a month."

"Also, there are several places in the gate where the heritage books are collected, and only the heirloom brands are eligible to enter."

The voice of the sword pavilion elder came.

It turned out not to be a good thing, there are some advantages.

This gave Han Muye a little balance.

Whether it is a secret place or a collection of classics, it is a good place.

The Jiange Elder reminded him, probably because he was afraid that he would throw it around and lose the sign.

Han Muye quietly returned to the quiet room and refined the remaining elixir into pills.

This time, he made less movement, for fear that Elder Tao Ran would find him again.

—————In front of the gate of the Jiange, three old men in gray robes and dozens of inner disciplines in white robes stood solemnly.

"Senior Brother Gao, Uncle Tao Ran, and Sun Mu have the audacity to pick up a sword." The person who spoke seemed to be in his eighties and was very old.

In the spiritual world, age cannot be determined by appearance.

But this kind of appearance must be because the Cultivation Base is stagnant, and there is not much life expectancy.

Indeed, the elder Sun Mu, who led the team to Fengshou Mountain, the Cultivation Base has been stagnant at the Golden Core Second Stage for two hundred years, and his Shouyuan is only less than a dozen years old.

Such an Elder's combat power will decline a lot, but it is experienced and has survived hundreds of years of wind and rain.

Sect sent such an Elder to Fengshou Mountain. First, Sun Muzeng participated in the battle between Jiu Xuan Jianmen and other Sects. Second, his life span was about to be exhausted, and he took the initiative to play the residual heat for Sect.

"Junior Brother Sun, take care." The Jiange Elder nodded, returned to the second floor of the Jiange Pavilion, and held a long sword at the level of a spiritual weapon after a while.

Sun Mu took the sword and bowed with a light smile.

"Disciple He Xuanqi pays respects to his ancestor, Elder."

In front of the Jiange gate, the leader of the inner discipline stepped forward, bowed to Jiange Elder and Tao Ran Patriarch, and then looked at Huang Lao Liu.

"I've seen Brother Six."

He Xuanqi, ranked tenth in the Inner Sect, the elite among the elites, the Cultivation Base has reached the Second Stage.

This time, he went to Fengshou Mountain in order to sharpen himself and quickly grasp the power of the situation.

The top 100 Inner Sects are all truly talented talents.

To be in the top ten of the Inner Sect, everyone is a real genius.

Such a genius, as long as he does not fall, will be the pillar of Sect after a hundred years.

Jiange Elder and Tao Ran nodded lightly, Huang Lao Liu grinned and said, "Brother, you're welcome."

Even if the sword watchers are rising, they are not qualified to be dragged in front of elites like the top ten in the Inner Sect.

"Please help us choose a good sword, Brother Six." He Xuanqi held a piece of bright Spirit Stones in both hands.

Top grade Spirit Stones.

This is a public bribe, should you accept it or not?

An embarrassed look flashed across Huang Lao Liu's face.

"Hehe, I often hear from the disciples that Brother Huang and Brother Han of the Sword Pavilion are all master swordsmen. Let us have a look today."

"The choice is good, and the Spirit Stones you take for granted."

Sun Mu, holding a sword in both hands, smiled and said.

Huang Lao Liuyi grinned and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded, cupped hands towards Sun Mu and He Xuanqi and said, "Uncle Sun and all the brothers are going to Fengshou Mountain to defend against the demon clan. Naturally, they must choose a good sword."

"We will keep these Spirit Stones, and wait for the triumphant return of the brothers, and take them away to hold a celebration banquet."

Hearing Han Muye's words, Huang Laoliu raised his hand and took the Spirit Stones from He Xuanqi's hand, then shouted, "Xiao Xuanzi, work."

Han Muye also looked in front of him: "Which brother will come first?"

The inner disciples looked at each other, and a tall and thin disciple in white stepped forward and cupped hands to Han Muye: "Ning Yu applies for Senior Brother Han to choose a sword."

Han Muye nodded and said, "Please also ask Senior Brother Ning to practice the best swordsmanship."

Practice swordsmanship?

Sword selection and other procedures?

Not only was Ning Yushen a little dazed, but Sun Mu, who was standing beside him, also frowned.

The sword pavilion led the sword, after all, it was by chance that the sword was obtained.

The role of sword watchers in choosing swords is not large.

Elders such as Sun Mu have not led swords once or twice in the sword pavilion, and have never had such a program of practicing swordsmanship.

There are nearly a hundred inner disciplines here. How long would it take to practice swordsmanship one by one?

Are you leaving today?

He turned his head to look at Tao Ran Patriarch and Jiange Elder, who were standing in front of the gate of the Jiange Pavilion. He saw their faces were calm, and there was a hint of interest in their eyes.

Is this acquiescence?

"Since the sword watcher asked you to practice swordsmanship, then practice it." Sun Mu said in a deep voice.

He is just a Sect Golden Core Elder with an ordinary life span, while Tao Ran's ancestor is a powerhouse in the Half Step Heaven, and the Jiange Elder is as famous as the Sect Leader.

The things that these two acquiesced in, will his Sun Mu come to spoil the fun?

Elder Sun, who has lived for hundreds of years, is not dim-witted.

Hearing the words of the leader Sun Elder, Ning Yushen nodded, raised his hand and drew his sword, Sword Ray was as clear as a wheel.

The Inner Sect is strong, and the means are really extraordinary.

Han Muye's eyes flickered as he looked at Ning Yushen's Sword Ray, and the images flowed in his mind.

Comprehend the two mysterious swordsmanship, Jin Feng.

After having practiced dozens of sword techniques, Ning Yushen returned his sword to its sheath and stood with the sword in both hands.

Lead the sword, but also return the sword.

It is nothing to take the sword in private, and greedily take the sword that was taken before.

Such a collective leader sword, in front of the Elder, cannot tolerate pocketing.

Everyone looked at Han Muye standing under the stone steps of the sword pavilion.

Huang Laoliu stretched out his hand and patted Gao Xiaoxuan, who had a curious look in his eyes: "Okay, this is the swordsman in the sword pavilion, you kid learn something."

"Senior Brother Ning is practicing the Second Profound Sword Technique, Jin Feng." Han Muye looked up at Ning Yushen and said lightly.

It is not surprising to recognize swordsmanship.

But this also shows that the sword watcher in front of him has some skills.

Ning Yushen nodded, a trace of anticipation flashed on his face.

"Jin Feng's swordsmanship has twenty-seven strokes, and Senior Brother Ning is already familiar with twenty strokes. When it comes to the twenty-first stroke, Sword Ray has a pause."

"Especially when he was on the ground with twenty-three moves, Sword Ray obviously lost a point."

"The twenty-fifth move, the shot is slow by one line, the speed is slow by three points, the direction of Sword Ray is off."

In front of the sword pavilion, there was silence, and everyone was listening.

The expression on Ning Yushen's face kept changing, and when he said that he was looking in the direction of Sword Ray, his face instantly turned white.

"Senior brother, choose the number 3844 on the wooden frame at No. 781 on the first floor of the Sword Pavilion, the sword called Lu Yao."

"This sword is a semi-spiritual weapon. Among them, Jin Yuantie is integrated into the sword. The initial move Sword Ray is dignified. After ten moves, the power of Jin Yuan is stimulated and the sword moves are rounded."

"With this sword, Senior Brother Ning can command Jin Feng's swordsmanship to the twenty-fifth stroke."

In front of the sword pavilion, Han Muye talked eloquently, all the inner disciplines changed from blank to eager, and divine light bloomed in their eyes.

"Senior Brother Han, Ning has taken it."

Ning Yushen bowed and stepped into the sword pavilion.

Standing in front of the sword pavilion, He Xuanqi turned his head and said, "Who's next?"