Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

At noon, Huang Laoliu wandered back home with a smell of alcohol and a gourd that could hold three catties of wine in his hand.

As soon as he entered the gate of Jiange, he scurried to the front of the long case, and his body was extremely strong.

On the long table, there are three spirit stones.

Reaching out and rubbing the spirit stone, Huang Laoliu cracked his mouth: "You can do it, kid Han. After so much effort at Jiange, the spirit stone will be credited."

As he spoke, he stuffed one spiritual stone into his arms and pushed the other two in front of Han Muye.

The unwritten rules of the sword pavilion have benefits, and the sword watcher will divide the account by three or seven.

At present, there are only Han Muye and Huang Laoliu here. Han Muye collected ten spirit stones and gave them three to Huang Laoliu.

"Keep it, you will need it soon."

Hearing his words, Han Muye shook his head with a smile and said, "This is all yours, Brother Six, I have already taken my share."

Received?

Aren't all the three pieces on the table?

"Ten spirit stones? Which one is the one who takes the big bait——" Huang Laoliu widened his eyes, looked at Han Muye, and said in a low voice, "Don't be an elder, a direct descendant, an inner sect elite, these people's spirit stones are not easy to obtain."

Huang Laoliu told Han Muye about the rules of the sword pavilion before. It's okay to point out the benefits, but you must have eyesight.

Not to mention the elders in the door, the direct disciples of the Sword Sect and the elite disciples in the inner door all have a promising future. If you knock on the spiritual stone of these people, you may be stumped when they become prosperous.

Although most people who watch swords do not live long, they can live longer if they are not kept together, but they will be settled by Qiuhou.

Hearing Huang Laoliu's words, Han Muye waved his hand with a smile, and spread out the book in front of him: "One hundred outside doors, Jiang Han."

"One hundred from the outer door? You can scrape ten spiritual stones from such a guy..." Huang Laoliu put away all the spiritual stones on the table, muttered a few times, and then carried the wine gourd into his hut.

When he arrived at the door, he turned around and said, "I'll come to guard the Jiange in the afternoon. You can go to the door and walk around, and it's good to have some knowledge."

Speaking of this, he paused and said: "Seven spirit stones, you can go to the pill hall to buy two solid pills."

"This medicine pill can make your muscles and bones strong, and you can live a few more days under the erosion of sword energy."

"Okay, thank you sixth brother." Han Muye smiled and cupped his hands.

Seeing Huang Lao Liu shaking his head and walking away, Han Muye didn't know if he really cared about him, or if he wanted to guard the Jiange Pavilion in the afternoon to see if he could catch a fat sheep or two.

But being able to walk out of the sword pavilion was exactly what Han Muye thought.

He sneaked into the Nine Profound Sword Sect, but he didn't really want to live in the sword pavilion and wait to die.

Han Muye ate at the nearest dining hall at noon, but Han Muye did not return to the sword pavilion.

There are hundreds of thousands of people up and down the Jiu Xuan Sword Gate. The Jiu Xuan Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles and is divided into different areas. There are thousands of dining halls where the disciples eat.

Nearly 100,000 handymen came to take care of the disciples in the sect.

Han Muye didn't immediately go to the Pill Hall that Huang Laoliu mentioned, but inquired along the way and found the Chuan Gong Hall where the new disciples practiced.

The outer sect disciples do not have their own masters, and they all practice in the transmission halls everywhere. After three years, those with outstanding aptitude can enter the inner sect.

Of course, three years is the shortest period, and the longest period is ten or eight years in the outer sect, and even a lifetime of Tsing Yi outer sect disciples.

When Han Muye arrived at the Chuan Gong Hall, there were already twos and threes of young disciples practicing martial arts and sharpening their muscles.

On the bluestone square with a radius of 100 meters, there are all kinds of stone locks, iron chains, and long and short weapons.

Not all disciples of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect learned the sword, so they couldn't help but use other weapons.

Han Muye glanced at these disciples and shook his head slightly.

pulpy.

Bad moves, bad learning.

He's not interested in this kind of stuff.

"Teacher Lin is here!"

After only half a circle, the sound of drums came from the square, and a big man in a gray robe strode over.

This big man was wearing a gray military uniform, bronze complexion, thick hands and feet, and a big sword on his back.

He went straight to the stone steps of the Bluestone Square and sat down. A group of new disciples hurriedly sat cross-legged in front of him, with their chests and backs raised, their eyes not squinting.

Han Muye looked for a place to the side and sat down.

"Yesterday, I taught you the basics of boxing and kicking. You have to practice diligently and train your muscles and bones. Today, this instructor will teach you a swordsmanship."

Hearing that swordsmanship is going to be taught, everyone sitting cross-legged is full of eyes.

Come to Jiuxuan Jianmen, isn't it just to learn swords?

Han Muye also sat upright.

"Ahem, before I teach you swordsmanship, I would like to introduce you to the inheritance of my Nine Profound Sword Sect."

With a light cough, Coach Lin straightened his body with a solemn expression.

Han Muye knew that this was an inevitable process before all sects taught the arts.

The shaping of ideology, the cohesion of the sense of honor of the sect, and the cultivation of collective consciousness are more important things than the teaching of swordsmanship.

Otherwise, no matter how good the practice method is, how can you teach the white-eyed wolf to do it?

Instructor Lin spoke in a loud voice, and impassionedly introduced the glorious achievements of the Nine Profound Sword Sect to the side. Hearing the following disciples almost screamed.

Not to mention, from Han Muye's ears, the Nine Profound Sword Sect is really awesome.

Among the Western Frontiers of the Profound Sky World, one of the top nine sects, the four top kendo sects in the Western Frontier, the Nine Profound Swordsmen ranked third, not considered the bottom.

There are countless thousands of miles in the western border, and there are as many sects as the hair of a cow. It can become the top sect among them, which shows the strength.

Cultivation in the world is divided into three realms, nine heavens, human realms, earth realms, and heaven realms, and each realm has three small cultivation realms.

Among the Nine Profound Sword Gate, there are several strong men who have stepped into the heaven.

"Do you think kendo practitioners are the same as ordinary martial arts practitioners?"

Teacher Lin's face was full of arrogance. He looked around and shouted loudly, "My sword cultivator is invincible at the same level—"

Invincible at the same level!

These heroic words really made a group of new disciples excited, wishing they could learn sword moves now, and then go out and be invincible at the same level.

"My kendo masters from Jiu Xuan Jianmen go out, and they are all able to compete with one another and are respected as Sword Immortals."

The stout coach Lin spread his legs, stood on the stone steps, and raised his head proudly.

"Of course, kendo is also one of the most difficult practices in the world."

Slowly pulling out the long sword behind him, there seemed to be a strange aura flowing from Teacher Lin's body.

"My Jiuxuan Jianmen swordsmanship is divided into five elements. Each inheritance starts from Xuanyuan swordsmanship and goes straight to the town school Jiuxuan, with a total of ten grades."

"Today, I will teach you a trick, Xuanyuan swordsmanship, cracking rocks!"

The voice fell, and the great sword was raised high and slashed heavily.

"boom--"

The stone fence in front of the bluestone square cracked and turned into two halves!

The rubble was flying, and the new disciples sitting in front were so frightened that they rolled and crawled and fled in a hurry.

Coach Lin laughed and swung his sword horizontally, turning the hilt forward.

"Can you understand?"

"Who will demonstrate it?"

clear?

demo?

All the disciples shook their heads.

I was just watching the performance just now, how can I understand how this sword was cut.

Han Muye felt that he could use this sword himself.

The image of Teacher Lin raising his hand and swinging his sword kept flashing in his mind, and finally condensed into a sword technique.

Xuanyuan swordsmanship, cracking stones.

This sword repair is really interesting.

Han Muye quietly left the martial arts field and went for a walk elsewhere.

There are cultivators with swords everywhere on Jiuxuan Mountain. They must call themselves senior brothers. After a few words, they draw their swords. Please give me some advice.

Han Muye looked at these scenes as strange, unknowingly it was dark, but he didn't find the Pill Hall.

Dantang is dozens of miles away from the sword pavilion.

Back at the Jiange, Huang Laoliu saw that Han Muye's hands were empty, he laughed and took out two steamed buns.

Lying on the wooden couch at night, but after a while, there was a call in my ears.

There was charm in that voice.

But seeing through the opponent was a sword, which made Han Muye very painful.

Turn around, hug your head and sleep.

In the next few days, Han Muye and Huang Laoliu were both in Jiange, but there was no more business for ten spirit stones.

On the contrary, Huang Laoliu was very talkative, leaning on the large chair behind the long case, smiling and telling the stories of Jiuxuan Mountain on and off Jiuxuan Mountain.

Which elder's affair, the latest price of the flower house under the mountain, how can I spend the night at the foot of the mountain without flowers...

The days in the Jiange are leisurely, but there are also hardships.

Wipe the sword.

On the tenth day of Han Muye's visit to the Jiange, after breakfast, the door of the Jiange was closed, and then Huang Laoliu walked to the rows of wooden racks with a solemn expression.

"These swords are all swords in the human realm, from the beginning of Peiyuan to the pinnacle of foundation building."

Huang Laoliu had a solemn expression on his face, and stretched out his hand to point forward: "Swords have a spirit, and we watch swordsmen draw swords without blaspheming the spirit in the sword."

Bowing forward, he held a greased sackcloth in his hand and walked to the wooden frame.

"Kuraga-"

Huang Laoliu stretched out his hand and pulled out a long sword, then his face was solemn, neither sad nor joyful, his eyes twinkled, and he raised his hand and wiped it from the edge of the long sword to the hilt with a linen.

After going back and forth three times, he put the long sword back into its sheath and let out a sigh of relief.

"did you see it?"

"We should treat these swords with awe."

Looking up at Han Muye, Huang Laoliu said solemnly, "These new sword refining tools are not bad. If you are not sincere, the sword will not be sheathed if it has been cultivated for a long time."

Han Muye nodded.

He knew this. He had made a fool of himself before.

Following the example of Huang Laoliu, Han Muye first bowed and prayed, then raised his hand to draw his sword, stroked the sackcloth lightly, and the sword light was as clear as water.

The long sword returned to its sheath, Huang Lao Liu opened his mouth on the opposite side, and finally lowered his head and muttered: "What a natural sword watcher..."

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