Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

What Bai Suzhen sent was the two main medicines that were lacking in refining the longevity-increasing elixir.

This white shopkeeper is really not simple, and even such treasures can be easily found.

Looking at it this way, even if I didn't find a solution to the problem of Shouyuan, I still have a chance to survive.

It's just that this white shopkeeper is planning, I'm afraid it won't be a good thing, this medicine is a little hot.

Putting the elixir aside, Han Muye picked up a bronze plaque engraved with three rocks.

This is a token sent by Zhao Pu.

It seems that Ding's research on the body-refinement method, Tie Niu Jin, is a little confusing.

This body training method is not the most important to Han Muye, but he feels that Tie Niu Jin is not as simple as it seems.

When I have time, I have to go to Zhao Pu and ask about the situation.

If this iron bull can be repaired, he will deduce it further.

At the bottom of the wooden box, there is a letter with beautiful handwriting on the envelope.

Han Muye chuckled and picked up the envelope.

Is this a love letter?

I don't know what Mu Wan's girl will write to herself?

Han Muye was a little curious and a little nervous.

How long has it been since the feeling of falling in love?

Carefully opened, unfolded the letter, his brows slowly wrinkled.

After reading a letter, he sighed, carefully folded the envelope, and put it back in the wooden box.

In the letter, Mu Wan said that she left Jiuxuan Jianmen and went to a sect called Linghua Pavilion.

It was a sect that was dominated by female cultivators and was good at alchemy.

She said that she felt that she could not do anything about Han Muye's lifespan issue, and that she blamed herself in her heart, so she made up her mind to go to Linghua Pavilion.

She also said that she would come to see Han Muye when she could refine the elixir to increase her lifespan.

In the end, Mu Wan instructed Han Muye to practice hard, and with his understanding, he would definitely be able to achieve great achievements.

He also said that the affairs of children should not be taken to heart, and it is best to focus on practice.

Han Muye didn't taste it until he received the letter.

Inside and outside the words, I don't know whether to let him not care about Huang Lao Liu's matchmaking, or let him focus on his cultivation and not have anything to do with other female cultivators.

In the end is the first meaning, or the second meaning?

That night, Han Muye almost kicked the sheets.

...

Getting up early in the morning and dancing the long sword in the small courtyard, Han Muye felt that his understanding of swordsmanship was much deeper.

All kinds of Xuanyuan swordsmanship have reached great perfection, and even merged, and there are different swordsmanship derivations.

One Profound Two Profound Swordsmanship, when he practiced, many of them only focused on the artistic conception, and did not care about the swordsmanship at all.

The more this is the case, the more unpredictable and unpredictable those sword moves are.

Slightly sweating, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.

Due to the loss of life essence, his physical function has declined a lot these days. Today, he moved, and he felt comfortable all over.

He tore off his shirt and took a handful of clear water in the pool, extremely happy.

"It's better to be young..." Huang Laoliu wrapped his heavy robes and muttered a few times, causing Han Muye to laugh.

In the morning, Han Muye stood in front of the wooden frame with a linen cloth in his hand for wiping the long sword.

"Kid Han, do you really want to wipe the sword?" Huang Laoliu looked at Han Muye with a strange expression.

Before, I thought that Han Muye didn't have much lifespan anyway, so he wanted to wipe the long sword, so he didn't stop him.

But now, I really want to let the sword gas permeate the body, and the life essence will be worn out again?

"It may not be a big deal when the sword energy enters the body." Han Muye whispered, walked to the wooden frame, and stretched out a long sword.

Holding the sword in one hand, wipe the edge of the sword with a sackcloth in the other.

In his sea of ​​qi, a sword intent suddenly dissipated, turning into 128,000 sword qi.

One of the sword qi ran down his palm and poured into the long sword in his hand.

The sword energy entered the sword body, and he could feel the dim light shining on the long sword.

One, two, three, ten, thirty.

After the forty-eight sword qi poured into the sword edge, the long sword in his hand had already revealed a cold and cold light.

When he wanted to re-infuse the sword energy, the long sword came to resist.

Han Muye understood that if sword energy was poured into the sword, the sword would not be able to withstand it.

In the end, it is only a mortal weapon, and the sword qi injected at one time is limited.

Han Muye was not in a hurry, put the long sword back into its sheath, and then began to wipe the other long sword.

In one day, he scattered a sword intent and poured it into two thousand long swords.

These long swords have the sword energy he infuses, and there is an inexplicable feeling with him. Even if someone comes to lead the sword, they will not choose these swords subconsciously.

After dissipating a sword intent, Han Muye felt his body relaxed a little bit.

It seems that the combination of cultivating body exercises and dispersing sword intent will not be a problem for oneself for the time being.

Just want to solve the problem of life essence completely, the most important thing is to improve one's own cultivation, so that the body can carry the power of sword intent.

For three days, Han Muye scattered the three sword intents and scattered sword energy into thousands of long swords, leaving only eight sword intents in his body.

These sword intents are enough for him to use the Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Sect eight times, and for the time being, it will not cause too much consumption of his life essence.

The sword qi scattered into the sword can not only warm the long sword, make the sword sharper, but also slowly increase the amount of sword qi.

Han Muye tried it out. It takes seven or eight days for ordinary swords to gather sword energy, and it takes at least half a month to warm up a sword energy.

But after pouring dozens of sword qi into it, the sword will generate sword qi in one day, and it will be able to collect a perfect sword qi in two days.

In this way, I really don't have to worry about not having sword qi in the future.

In the afternoon, Huang Laoliu went down the mountain to grab a drink. Han Muye, who had finished wiping his long sword in the sword pavilion, sat in front of the long desk and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked outside the sword pavilion.

A group of Jianmen disciples in black robes walked slowly.

These disciples are holding a long sword in their hands.

"The sword pavilion is a heavy place. You are not allowed to enter unless you lead the sword and send the sword." He got up and walked to the door of the sword pavilion, Han Muye said in a deep voice.

"As ordered by the elders, I will send the thirteen brothers who died with their swords and return to the sword pavilion." In front of the stone steps, the leading disciple bowed, holding the sword in both hands, and said in a low voice.

Thirteen disciples fell together?

Han Muye was slightly taken aback.

Jiuxuan Jianmen is one of the nine factions in the Western Border, and the third of the Four Swordsmen. At one time, thirteen disciples fell. Could it be that something major happened?

Han Muye didn't ask any further questions.

As a swordsman of the sword pavilion, his duty is to guard the sword pavilion, not to care about why the disciples of the sect have fallen.

Nodding, he raised his hand to take the long sword in the hands of the disciple in front of him, then stretched out his hand and pulled out the blade, and looked at it lightly.

"This sword is the sword of Wu Teng, an inner disciple." The disciple said in a deep voice.

"Kuraga-"

The long sword was returned to its sheath, and Han Muye said indifferently, "I received a sword from an inner disciple today, and it was checked and put into the sword pavilion."

With that said, he turned around and entered the sword pavilion, and sent the long sword to the wooden frame.

Walking forward, his hand gripped the hilt of the sword.

A picture after another flashed in his mind.

Long sword forging.

A young disciple in a white robe led the sword.

The long sword was swung, and the sword light flickered.

Comprehend a mysterious swordsmanship, fireworks.

Comprehend the two mysterious swordsmanship, beacon smoke.

The sword light reappeared, and Han Muye was shocked.

All swordsmanship is fire pulse.

He knew the identity of the sword master.

The disciple of Tao Ran's ancestor who betrayed Jianmen!

The ancestors betrayed the sect, and the disciples of Jiu Xuan Jian Sect who cultivated fire veins were all excluded, and life was difficult.

The sect tasks they completed were the most difficult and dangerous in the sect, and the rewards were the least.

Without the presence of Tao Ran's ancestors, many inheritances of the fire vein would be difficult to continue, and the masters of the vein withered.

The mission this time was to hunt down the Tailing Sword Sect villain Qin Yuanhe, and a group of fire disciples searched around and finally got the news.

But they didn't find Qin Yuanhe, but they met fellow disciples.

"Era!" Han Muye narrowed his eyes when he saw the figure of the sudden assassin.