Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The sword hummed softly, as if with joy.

Picking up the sackcloth for wiping the long sword, Han Muye wiped the edge of the sword, and then returned the long sword to its sheath.

In the process of wiping the long sword, he could clearly feel that the sword energy in his body was poured into the sword edge of the long sword, and the sword energy contained in the long sword also penetrated into his body.

The long sword infused with sword energy is clearer, and there is also a wisp of sword energy in his body.

A win-win situation.

Walking to the wooden frame, Han Muye began to wipe the long swords that Huang Laoliu wiped yesterday.

Anyway, if you are idle, you are idle. You can still get some sword energy by wiping your swords. When you encounter a long sword that you have used, you can better understand swordsmanship.

Before he knew it, more than half an hour had passed, and he had wiped a hundred long swords, and in the middle he had learned three kinds of swordsmanship.

The swords used by low-level disciples, many of the sword skills contained in them are overlapping.

But in the process of comprehending Han Muye, his comprehension varies according to the swordsmanship used by different people.

For example, the Xuanyuan swordsmanship one leaf, some people use it like a dead leaf, and it is not light, and some people use it, but it is like a new bud sprouting, full of vitality.

Wiping the long sword, the swordsmanship confirmed each other, Han Muye's understanding of the swordsmanship went deeper.

"Huang Lao Liu!"

While wiping the long sword, a voice came from the door of the sword pavilion.

Han Muye turned his head and saw a young man in a white robe standing there, looking out.

Coming to business?

"Cough," with a light cough, Han Muye strode forward, his hands behind his back, and said in a low voice, "No noise is allowed in the Jiu Xuan Sword Gate."

The young man was stunned for a moment, then looked Han Muye up and down.

"It's not Huang Laoliu? When did a newcomer come to the sword pavilion?" With a murmur, he stretched out his hand and handed a sackcloth bag to Han Muye.

"newcomer?"

"I'll change the sword."

Change swords?

There is a saying in the sword pavilion that the sword can be changed, but that requires great merit from the sect, or a certificate from an elder, before it can be changed.

Han Muye frowned, took the sackcloth bag, untied it, and his expression changed.

Inside the sackcloth was a broken sword.

The sword body was broken into several pieces, and there were many gaps.

Reaching out to hold the hilt of the sword, there was a picture from the broken sword.

A young man in a white robe held a long sword with a cold expression.

The long sword in his hand stabbed toward the blue stone bi in front of him, and each sword was pointed at one place.

Two mysterious swordsmanship, point gold.

After realizing this sword technique, Han Muye frowned even more.

The point of gold swordsmanship is to point to the end, and the sword does not need to actually touch the bluestone at all.

But the sword in front of him was not only broken at the tip, but also had a lot of gaps on the blade.

"How did the sword break?"

Han Muye spoke in a deep voice.

"Hey, boy, do you care too much?" The young man who came to change the sword raised his brows and shouted in a low voice, "I want you to change the sword, just change it."

Han Muye sat in front of the long desk, spread his hands and said, "If you don't tell me why the sword was broken, how can I replace it for you?"

Hearing his words, the young man sneered: "This sword was broken by Senior Brother Luo Tian. If you don't change it, I will report back."

Luo Tian?

Han Muye thought for a moment and shook his head.

It is not an elder or a deacon, nor is it a direct lineage.

Then it will be fine.

Seeing Han Muye shaking his head, the face of the young man in front of him sank. He looked at Han Muye and laughed angrily, "Okay, okay, the new kid, don't fall into my hands."

After speaking, he grabbed the dagger on the table.

Han Muye raised his hand to block it, and said lightly, "The sword is damaged. If you enter the sword pavilion, you must register and destroy it."

"You—" The young man's hand was in the air, pointing at Han Muye, gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, this sword belongs to Senior Brother Luo Tian—"

"It's the sword of the sect master. If you enter the sword pavilion, you have to register it like this." Han Muye spread out the book and recorded it with a brush of ink.

"Inner disciple Luo Tian damaged a sword for no reason, and it is now included in the sword pavilion."

After writing, he looked up and said, "What's your name?"

The young man was stunned, a little uncertain: "What are you doing?"

With a slight smile on his face, Han Muye said softly, "All those who damage swords for no reason are not allowed to step into the sword pavilion within three years. After three years, the merits required to exchange swords are doubled."

"What's your name? I'll make a note for you too."

The expression on the young man's face changed, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.

Han Muye chuckled lightly, and wrote two words on the book where it had just been written.

Purple inflammation.

Since that Ziyanjian is willing to follow him, let him follow him.

The broken sword in front of him just filled the lack of a sword in the sword pavilion.

Han Muye's actions were considered self-defeating.

But in the sword pavilion, in the eyes of the sword watchers, it really doesn't matter.

With so many swords, who cares about one or two less?

Huang Laoliu hid a good sword. Yesterday, Han Muye saw him wipe it quietly.

Looking at the broken sword on the case, Han Muye gently stretched out his hand and fixed it.

There was a faint sword energy in his palm, pouring into the broken sword.

The broken sword vibrated slightly, and at the fracture, there was a trace of blue breath that was hard to see with the naked eye.

After ten breaths, Han Muye let go.

"Really useful."

Looking at the broken sword that has been connected, a hint of joy flashed on his face.

When the sword qi in the body and the breath in the sword tool blended and circulated before, he wanted to explore the effect of the sword qi.

Looking at it now, it really is good for swords.

Although the sword in front of him still had traces at the fracture, it would be broken if it was swung, but it was truly connected.

In the future, it will be repaired slowly with sword energy, and it will always be in good condition.

It only took thirty-two sword qi to repair a broken sword, and Han Muye felt that it was worth it.

He now has more than 23,800 sword qi remaining in his body.

If you want to get more sword energy, you need to wipe the long sword often in the back.

Sending the repaired long sword on the case to the wooden stand, Han Muye began to wipe the long sword again.

In the middle of the afternoon, Huang Laoliu, who had slept and looked much better, came out and frowned when he saw Han Muye wiping his sword.

But he didn't speak out.

Han Muye has only three months left to live, so he can do whatever he likes.

"Someone came to change the sword just now, and I was blasted away."

Han Muye spoke while wiping the long sword.

Change swords?

Huang Laoliu raised his hand and opened the booklet on the long case. Seeing Han Muye's record, he frowned and said, "Luo Tian? The direct son of Luo Yisheng, the deacon of the inner door?"

Han Muye turned his head, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you still a relative of a royal family?"

Huang Laoliu closed the book and said with a laugh: "It's okay, it's just an ordinary character in the inner sect, and we sword watchers have nothing to do with them."

After finishing speaking, Huang Laoliu looked at the sky and said, "Boy Han, I'm here to guard the sword pavilion. You go to the pill hall and try your luck to see if you can buy two solid pills and come back."

Han Muye nodded, cleaned up, and walked out of the sword pavilion.

When passing by the martial arts field, I saw Coach Lin with a gloomy face and roared there.

"After ten days of entry, you can't even learn this style of swordsmanship!"

"That's it, is it also worth learning the sword?"

Comments, exchanges and punch cards can increase popularity and allow new books to be recommended in advance.

Thank you everyone.