Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"What's lifeless?"

Huang Laoliu glared at Han Muye, stood up, and prepared to fetch the spirit stone.

Han Muye grabbed it and said, "I'm going to see Junior Sister Mu Wan refining pills, she doesn't buy pills."

After speaking, he turned and walked out of the sword pavilion with a smile.

"It's not for Dan, it's for that..."

Huang Laoliu shook his head and sat back in front of the long case.

"Anyway, the ancestor said that he only has one month to live. It's good to do something you love."

Looking at Han Muye's back, Huang Lao Liu whispered softly with a lonely expression on his face.

"I don't know how long I can last..."

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When Han Muye arrived at the Dantang, Mu Wan was already waiting in front of the bamboo building.

"Hey, Senior Brother, your face is not very good, it seems that you have hurt your vitality?" Seeing Han Muye, Mu Wan frowned and said in a low voice.

"It's okay, I was attacked by sword energy today when I met the sword." Han Muye waved his hand, then chuckled, "Let's go, what kind of pill do you want to make?"

"Senior brother, are you all right?" Mu Wan asked again worriedly.

Han Muye shook his head and walked towards the bamboo building.

Mu Wan led him to a secluded corner.

"Senior brother, what I want to refine is one of the more difficult to refine among the ninth-grade pills, Yunqi Pill."

"This pill can divide the spiritual energy and soften the meridians. It is one of the best pills in the condensing period."

"One cloud qi pill can sell thirty spirit stones."

Raising her head and looking at Han Muye, Mu Wan smiled shyly and said, "With this medicinal pill, I'll be as good as a spiritual stone for cultivation."

Han Muye nodded.

A penny beats a hero, and even more so in the world of practice.

A good practice method requires thousands of spirit stones.

What's more, cultivating the alchemy way, refining a pot of spiritual medicine is a large amount of spiritual stones, which is even more expensive.

"Om-"

In front of Mu Wan, the flame of the pill furnace rose, and then the elixir was placed.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, watching her movements.

It was obvious that Mu Wan did not refine this cloud qi pill once or twice.

It was only after the elixir was put in that it seemed that her own cultivation was insufficient, her forehead was sweating, and it was very difficult to run the pill furnace.

After half an hour, the Dan furnace began to vibrate.

A look of regret appeared on Mu Wan's face, and she slowly closed her hands.

She gave up.

Or not.

Looking up at Han Muye, she was slightly taken aback.

At this moment, Han Muye stared at the pill furnace that was still hovering at a height of three feet, and his eyes were full of light.

"Civil and military match, yin and yang harmonize..."

Whispering in his mouth, Han Muye said in a low voice, "Junior Sister Muwan, you are missing an introduction to this medicinal pill."

Drug lead?

A look of confusion appeared on Mu Wan's face.

I’ve only heard that in the mundane world, medicines are needed for prescriptions, but I’ve never heard that medicines are needed for alchemy.

"Then, what is the medicine introduction you are talking about, Senior Brother?"

Han Muye looked at Mu Wan, swept his eyes and said, "Junior sister, are you in the Qi condensing period?"

Mu Wan nodded: "I've been in the Qi Condensation period for more than three months."

"Okay, throw a wisp of your spiritual energy into the pill furnace to make medicine." Han Muye said.

A ray of spiritual energy?

What means is this?

Believing in doubt, Mu Wan raised her hand, and a wisp of light blue aura came out from her fingertips and fell into the pill furnace.

"Om-"

The pill furnace, which was shaking constantly, swayed gently, and then the scattered medicinal power began to rotate in an orderly manner.

Mu Wan's eyes widened, watching the medicinal power of Dan Ding gather into a ball.

"Don't condense the pill yet?" Han Muye reminded aloud.

"Oh, good." Mu Wan hurriedly shot, and the palm of her hand slapped blue light on the pill stove.

The medicinal power in the pill furnace gradually concentrated, and finally turned into a pale green bean pill, which flew out of the furnace.

"It's done!" Mu Wan reached out to catch the medicinal pill, put it in the palm of her hand and looked at it with joy on her face.

When she looked up, she realized that Han Muye had already left.

"Senior Brother Han, what a strange person." Mu Wan whispered to herself while holding the medicinal pill in her hand.

...

Han Muye, who had left the Pill Hall, did not turn back to the sword pavilion immediately, but inquired around and went to a square not far away.

Just now, watching Mu Wan concoct alchemy, he understood the alchemy method of refining Yunqi Pill.

Not only that, but the improvement he provided for Mu Wan inspired him.

As long as he uses the spiritual energy of the condensing stage to make medicine, he is himself, can he also refine the medicine pill?

Alchemy is a profitable business.

Walking to the small square, Han Muye looked around.

There are small shops around the square.

Some of these shops were opened by Jiuxuan Jianmen disciples, some were opened by outside practitioners, and a few were directly owned by Jiuxuan Jianmen industry.

Here, is the square market exclusively for the disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Han Muye looked in front of the shops, and saw that many of them were selling ores, swords, and some talismans and medicinal pills.

The quality is not high, but it is cheaper.

After all, it was specially prepared for outer disciples.

Those elites in the sect do not need these at all, and the sect quest rewards can be directly exchanged.

Inner disciples can also receive swords from Jiange.

Only a large number of outer sect disciples and handyman disciples who want to practice will trade for the treasures they value in such a square market.

Seeing Han Muye wearing a white robe, many shop owners' eyes lit up with earnest smiles on their faces.

In this small town full of blue and gray robes, the white robes of the inner door are extremely eye-catching.

Han Muye turned a half circle and walked into a shop called "Su Zhen Lou".

There are some elixir and objects related to Dan Dao outside the shop.

Walking into the store, the two female nuns who were chatting turned around.

"This senior brother, what are you looking for?" The female cultivator in green robe, who was obviously the owner, looked at Han Muye and said with a smile.

The female cultivator who was chatting with the shop owner looked at Han Muye curiously and frowned slightly when she saw Han Muye's pale complexion.

"I want to find a pill furnace, and also, I want some elixir of cloud qi pill." After a pause, Han Muye said again, "It would be even better if there was a cloud qi pill."

Hearing Han Muye's words, the shopkeeper's face was full of smiles, and he continued, "Yes, yes."

She put a watermelon-sized three-legged pill stove on the shelf behind her on the counter, and then took a few medicine packets.

"Fairy Jin Yuan, please come up with a cloud qi pill." The shop owner stretched out his hand and looked at the female cultivator beside him with a smile.

The female cultivator nodded, raised her hand and took out an elixir.

This pill is exactly the kind of cloud qi pill that Mu Wan refined before.

"Thirty spirit stones for medicinal pills, ten spirit pills for one hundred spirit stones, what about this pill furnace," the shop owner looked at Han Muye and said softly, "Brother, you will receive five hundred spirit stones."

Han Muye looked at the medicinal pills and spirit medicines, and then at the pill furnace, and said lightly, "Together, five hundred spirit stones."

The shop owner was stunned for a while, and then smiled: "Senior brother, this slash is really ruthless."

"Five hundred is five hundred. However, if Senior Brother has refined the excess Yunqi Pill, he can sell it to me, Bai Suzhen."

Bai Suzhen?

I don't know if her husband's name is Xu Xian?

Han Muye muttered, nodded, then took out five merit certificates and put them on the counter.

He stretched out his hand to put away the medicinal pill, and walked out with the pill cauldron.

"This senior brother, you, I'm afraid, your life is not long."

Suddenly, the female nun in the shop spoke in a low voice.

Han Muye paused and turned around.

"Look at me, how long can I live?" Han Muye looked at the female nun.

A halo flashed in the female cultivator's eyes, she looked at Han Muye carefully, and then said softly, "Senior brother, I'm afraid he only has one month's lifespan."