Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The shopkeeper's hand tightly clasped Han Muye's palm.

Han Muye slowly withdrew his hand, and the spiritual light in his palm disappeared in a flash.

A mid-grade spirit stone is not bad.

"This sword is three feet two inches long, weighs twelve catties and eight taels, and is doped with white dyed gold."

Han Muye's voice stopped, and the shopkeeper looked at him nervously.

"White-dyed gold is the most resilient. The body of this sword can withstand heavy pressure, and it is considered to be the top grade among ordinary tools."

"It's just for Senior Sister Lu. This sword has a longer edge, but it's suitable for sword cultivators who are eight feet tall. It should be able to take advantage of the length of the sword."

As Han Muye's voice fell, among the cultivators who were watching, those who were eight feet tall all had their eyes lit up.

The top grade in the utensils.

Such swords are hard to come across.

The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Han Muye with a hint of gratitude.

One hundred spirit stones are still effective.

"Ahem, this senior, what do you think the price of this sword is appropriate?" A middle-aged man in his 40s wearing a blue-gray military uniform with a square face stepped forward and bowed his hands to Han Muye.

Han Muye turned his head, there was a hint of apprehension in the shopkeeper's eyes.

"If such swords are on Jiuxuan Mountain, fifty meritorious deeds are required to exchange them. In this market, the price is naturally more expensive."

"Eight thousand spirit stones might come out?" Han Muye pondered for a while and said lightly.

Eight thousand spirit stones.

There was a flash of pain on the shopkeeper's face, but he still nodded.

The big man who made a sound had a happy expression on his face, and bowed his hands to Han Muye, offering a middle-grade spirit stone in both hands.

"Thank you, brother, for your pointers."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at the shopkeeper: "Manager He, I want this sword."

Eight thousand spirit stones bought this sword.

Without Han Muye's comments, he would have dared to ask for 18,000 for this sword.

The faces of the other practitioners who wanted to buy swords showed regret, and then they looked at Han Muye curiously, waiting for him to comment on the next sword.

Another mid-grade spirit stone was added.

Lu Qingping, who was standing behind Han Muye, could see clearly that after a while, Han Muye had already received two mid-grade spirit stones.

The skill of this sword watcher is really too profitable.

Could it be that Brother Zhenxiong can do this too?

She felt a heat in her heart.

If Brother Zhenxiong is rich in this method, can he find a good sword today?

However, if it really cost Brother Zhenxiong too many spirit stones, how can this kindness be repaid...

For a while, Lu Qingping only felt that her heart was messy and her expectations were complicated.

The shopkeeper did not expect that Han Mu's Yejian had not been selected, but it became a business first. The pain and smile on his face were superimposed, and his expression was very strange.

Han Muye reached out and grabbed the next sword.

Everyone on the second floor held their breath and waited.

"This sword is three feet long and weighs nine catties and one tael. The blade is thin and light, mixed with black ice and spirit iron, and the body of the sword is sharp. It is a rare good sword."

"However, this sword is too cold, and it is not suitable for young female cultivators. It is a good choice for those male cultivators with strong qi and blood, and their swordsmanship tends to be agile and weird."

As soon as Han Muye finished speaking, two people stepped forward.

One is an old man who is about 50 years old, and the other is a young man who is less than 30 years old.

"Fellow Daoist, Lu Mingchuan, the head of the Lu family in Xiafuyuan County, I wonder what the price of this sword is in the eyes of fellow Taoists?"

The old man bowed his hands to Han Muye and said in a low voice.

On the other side, the young man in black suit bowed and said, "Please tell me, senior brother, whether this sword is suitable for me."

As he spoke, he spread out his hands, revealing a section of cyan bamboo root.

"I saw that my brother brought the elixir. I have a piece of the root of the Frostling Bamboo. I would like to give it to my brother."

Defrost Spirit Bamboo, the name of this elixir, Han Muye, has an impression, it is a good elixir, and the price does not seem to be cheap.

"Junior Brother Han, the root of the Frostling Bamboo is an elixir that can be used." Lu Qingping, who was standing behind Han Muye, suddenly spoke up.

can be used.

That is, in refining the longevity-increasing elixir, this medicine can be used.

The spiritual medicines needed to increase the Shouyuan medicinal herbs are not cheap, and even the preparation of them requires hundreds of spiritual stones.

Han Muye nodded, took the elixir, and said, "If you trust me, let me see how you can practice swordsmanship."

Once you have taken things from people, you can't be perfunctory. You can choose swords after seeing sword moves. Only swords and people can be more compatible.

Practice swordsmanship?

The young man was slightly taken aback.

Just by practicing swordsmanship once, I am not afraid that someone will steal it.

After all, there is no one in the world with such savvy, who can learn other people's swordsmanship at a glance.

But practicing swordsmanship in front of so many people is somewhat of a danger of revealing one's own practice.

He pondered for a moment, pulled out the long sword around his waist, and made a light mistake under his feet, and the sword light swung around.

That movement is moving between the square and the inch, and it really looks like a few vertical and horizontal.

After seven or eight moves, Han Muye suddenly said, "Enough."

The young man took his long sword and looked at Han Muye.

In Han Muye's mind, the youth's sword light has not stopped.

Amidst the chaos of the sword light, there were streaks of agility, and the halo circulated until it burst into the sky.

Flowers bloom and fall, flying flowers pick leaves.

Comprehend swordsmanship, Feihua.

Inherited swordsmanship of non-kendo sects, there is no level marked.

However, this set of swordsmanship is really quite good.

Han Muye turned his head and looked at the patriarch of the Lu family who just said, "The price of this sword should be less than ten thousand spirit stones."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the young man practicing swordsmanship and said, "It's useless for you to change swords with light. You practiced the swordsmanship wrong."

Did you practice wrong?

The young man was stunned.

All the practitioners on the second floor flashed blank faces.

Just now they saw that the swordsmanship was really gorgeous, and most of them felt that they were not the opponents of this young man.

Even Lu Qingping felt that his swordsmanship was not much stronger than the opponent's.

But in the eyes of Junior Brother Han, such swordsmanship is actually wrong?

Does he really understand, or does he pretend to understand?

Han Muye looked at the remaining swords again, but after a while, he looked at the two swords again, and commented casually.

Just seeing the young man in a daze, the others were excited about the sword and hesitated.

If I were to say this to myself, I am afraid that the heart of the Tao will be damaged.

"Kuraga-"

The next time, Han Muye drew his sword out of its sheath, pulled a few sword flowers, and said with a chuckle, "Senior Sister Lu, just use this one."

Lu Qingping's eyes lit up.

When she chose this sword just now, she felt that it was very suitable.

It's just that this sword is very agile, and the sword light on it is translucent, and it is clearly a semi-spiritual weapon.

Such a good sword must have an unimaginable price.

"Junior Brother Han, I'm afraid this sword is not suitable..." Lu Qingping whispered.

Han Muye put his long sword back into its sheath, and then said, "This sword weighs nine jins and five taels. It is thin and sharp. It is rare that it is mixed with light iron. It can infuse spiritual energy to make the sword lighter."

"This sword is suitable for the swordsmanship inheritance of your Qingfengguan, Senior Sister Lu."

Good sword, suitable.

The smile on the shopkeeper's face is even better.

Lu Qingping's expression became more complicated.

It's suitable, it doesn't have to be really suitable...

She didn't even dare to think about the price of this sword.

"Junior Brother Han, let's take a look..." Lu Qingping's words were interrupted by Han Muye raising his hand.

"That's it for the sword." Han Muye raised his hand, and two bright spiritual stones fell into the shopkeeper's arms.

"Don't raise the price, 20,000 spirit stones, you are not at a loss at this price."

Twenty thousand spirit stones!

Those two bright spirit stones are high-grade spirit stones, and one is worth 10,000 low-grade spirit stones.

A long sword, twenty thousand spirit stones.

That's a lot of money!

The shopkeeper held two spirit stones in his hands, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a smile appeared on his face: "Senior brother, you, your price is hard enough..."

Han Muye picked up the long sword, turned and handed it to Lu Qingping.

Lu Qingping reached out to take it subconsciously, touched the long sword, felt it was hot, and wanted to push it back, but Han Muye had already let go, and went downstairs.

The others upstairs looked at the swords that Han Muye had seen, and at the young man in black standing in the same place with a change in expression, they were all at a loss.

The shopkeeper wanted Han Muye to re-evaluate the long swords at the back. He looked up, Han Muye and Lu Qingping had already left.

"This senior brother, is really amazing..." The shopkeeper looked at the entrance of the stairs and whispered.

The others also nodded slightly.

Until Han Muye left the store, Lu Qingping, who was holding the long sword, was still in a trance.

20,000 spirit stones, bought this long sword named Liuhong.

20,000 Spirit Stones, how many years can I save 20,000 Spirit Stones?

"Junior Brother Han, this sword, this sword..." Lu Qingping didn't know what to say.

She can't afford this sword.

"Senior Sister Lu, you remember, this is the love of the sixth brother."

Han Muye, who was walking in front, did not look back and said lightly.

Behind him, Lu Qingping held the long sword tightly, bit his lip, and did not speak.

As soon as he walked out of the store, a figure stood in front of Han Muye.

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