Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

knowledge is power.

Han Muye now has a deeper understanding of this sentence.

If he hadn't gained so much knowledge about swordsmanship through his super comprehension, how could he have eight merit certificates in his arms?

When he came, he was only worth a hundred spirit stones, and when he went back, he was already worth nearly a thousand spirit stones.

Along the way, Han Muye was in a good mood.

After all, money is a man's waist, and there is money in his pocket, so he doesn't panic.

And that's just the beginning.

In the future, you might be able to make more money.

As he strode forward, he ran the iron bull energy on his body.

Immediately, there is a feeling of dust under your feet and a body as light as a swallow.

Is this what it looks like after practice?

Really cool!

One step away, the time to return to the Jiange is three times faster than when it came.

Twilight clouds shrouded, and golden auras scattered outside the sword pavilion.

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the Jiange, a tall swordsman in a black robe walked out of the Jiange.

This man was tall and straight, with a long sword on his back, and his face was gloomy. He glanced at Han Muye who was approaching, and left without speaking.

At this moment, Han Muye only felt a shock all over his body, all the sword energy in the illusory space in his chest surged, and he wanted to rush out of his body.

It seems that these sword qi are being provoked and want to be pressed back.

This guy is a great expert?

Walking into the Jiange, Huang Laoliu was putting away the book on the long case.

"Sixth brother, who was that just now?"

Hearing Han Muye's words, Huang Laoliu didn't lift his head: "Ling Che, the deacon of Jianzhan Hall, a powerhouse in the enlightenment period."

The Sword Battle Hall was the entrance of the Nine Profound Sword Sect where the master was in charge of defending against the outside world, and there were many masters among them.

"How about it, do you feel uncomfortable even just looking at it?" Huang Laoliu grinned.

It was the first time that Han Muye had seen a powerhouse in the realm.

It turned out that the strong in the cultivation world are really so powerful.

The three stages of the environment, the passage of pulses, the enlightenment of the spirit, and the formation of elixir.

Is the master of the realm enlightenment period so strong?

What about the Pills on it, and even the Heaven Realm?

The light flashing in his eyes, the human realm, the realm of the earth, the realm of the sky, with the blessing of the golden finger, he is looking forward to his future more and more.

A sword to smash the world, that is your goal!

"A master of the sword battle hall fell a few days ago, and his saber will be returned tomorrow."

Putting away the book, Huang Laoliu looked at Han Muye and said with a sullen face, "Tomorrow morning, we will welcome the sword into the pavilion."

Lead the sword, meet the sword, wipe the sword, dry the sword.

Among these businesses, the last thing that sword watchers want is to meet the sword.

It's better for a new sword to enter the pavilion, and most of them are relatively weak.

Yingjian, the long swords of those sword masters who have been brought back, may contain all kinds of resentment and evil spirits.

Once upon a time, there was a sword watcher who greeted a long sword with a spirit weapon level, but was rushed by the resentment in the sword, and he vomited blood and died within half a year.

"What kind of body exercises did you find in the Yanfa Building?"

Seemingly not wanting to put pressure on Han Muye, Huang Laoliu changed the subject.

"I found a copy of Iron Bull's Strength." Han Muye said with a smile.

"Tie Niu Jin." Huang Lao Liu muttered, as if he had never heard of this technique.

"By the way, sixth brother, your spirit stone—" Han Muye reached into his arms, ready to take out a certificate of merit.

"It's fine, but a hundred spirit stones, I'm not that bad." Before Han Muye took out his voucher, Huang Laoliu waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Sleep well tonight and meet the sword tomorrow, but be careful."

Han Muye held the certificate of merit in his hand, chuckled lightly, and did not speak again.

Just a hundred spirit stones.

Human feelings are more valuable than spirit stones.

Back in his quiet room, he sat cross-legged and gently opened a book.

In this booklet, there are only four characters - Wanjian Guizong.

Slowly closing his eyes, the image of Mo Yuan's hand behind and pointing to the front reappeared in his mind again.

Han Muye only felt that all the sword energy in the illusory space in his chest began to riot, as if it was going to spurt out with his attraction.

It's just that I really want to attract these sword qi, it seems that there is something missing in the middle.

Opening his eyes, Han Muye looked at the wall in front of him.

He was shocked, thinking of what Mo Yuan said.

"Cultivating a strand of sword energy, tempering thousands, dividing 128,000 threads, and condensing it into sword energy."

"The sword will be beaten and twisted and turned into a hundred smelting steel, and the fingers will be soft, gathering three thousand sword will, and turning it into the general trend of heaven and earth."

128,000 sword energy can condense into a sword energy.

Three thousand sword intents turned into the general trend of heaven and earth.

With the general trend of heaven and earth, one sword is ten thousand swords, and this is the meaning of ten thousand swords returning to their ancestors.

Twenty-eight thousand sword qi, condensed a sword will.

Sword Qi, not enough?

"boom--"

In an instant, in that illusory space, the fiery red sword energy absorbed from the Purple Flame Sword suddenly exploded, turning into countless strands of sword energy!

Scattered into sword energy, condensed into sword intent!

It turned out that the most massive and pure sword qi in this group is the sword will with the will of kendo cultivation and condensing the energy and spirit as the line!

Not only this sword intent exploded, but in the illusory space, those thick sword energies all turned into countless strands.

In an instant, the illusory space was completely filled with sword energy.

In this illusory space, more than a million sword qi resides!

The light in his eyes shone, Han Muye raised his hand and looked at his palm.

A sudden force awaits.

As long as he stretches his fingers forward, the mountains and rivers can be broken, and the world can be fought!

This is Wanjian Guizong!

This is a sword that no one in the world can stop!

Outside the quiet room, all the swords seemed to be sensing and vibrating slightly.

These swords seem to be waiting for the soldiers to be summoned.

As long as Han Muye's arm in the quiet room points to the front, all swords will move forward in a decisive battle!

Depressing the rolling sword energy between his chest and abdomen, Han Muye slowly retracted his palm.

This quiet room is not the place to test ten thousand swords.

Retracting his palm, the sword qi in his illusory space circled, then reassembled and slowly rotated.

The sword intent from the Ziyan Sword seemed to be more refined between the gathering and dispersal just now.

The other swords that were originally densely covered in space collided and merged, and finally turned into thirteen strong swords.

Countless sword energies converged and condensed into these thirteen sword intents.

At this time, Han Muye had a total of fourteen sword intents under his control, and he could urge Ten Thousand Swords to return to the sect fourteen times.

"I don't know what three thousand sword intents condense into sword power, what will it be like?"

Sword power, the power of the palm of the sky and the earth, with one sword, the world is overturned.

How many people in the world can master such a sword?

A sword force requires three thousand sword intents.

Han Muye had a smile on his face, and his eyes were all bright.

The long sword in the sword pavilion contains endless sword energy, how much do you want?

Three thousand sword intents will finally be condensed!

At that time, with a sword in his hand, who in the world could stop it?

With the sword qi restrained, Han Muye slowly ran the newly cultivated body-refinement exercises, with a strong ferocity.

This is a body training method that can make one's muscles and bones strong and resist the erosion of sword energy.

Although I don't believe that the sword qi that is close to me will hurt me, I will be well prepared to practice the body training method.

Even if you use it to hurry, hurry up, right?

The scene of Zhao Pu practicing Iron Bull in the Yanfa Building continued to circulate, and a condensed qi and blood began to gather on Han Muye's body.

Behind him, an illusory blue ox with the color of gold and iron slowly appeared.

The iron bull condenses the shape, and the practice is complete!

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