Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The last time we ate together, it was the first time that Huang Laoliu and Jiange Elder shared the same table.

He thought that the elders of the Jiange Pavilion were here to send him, and half a jug of wine.

Thinking about it now, the Jiange Elder once again ate ordinary food after 30 years, which might be the last time he wanted to taste it.

"Brother Han, is there a way to save the elder?"

Huang Lao Liu looked at Han Muye and asked in a low voice.

Han Muye shook his head.

Now he, although there are eight sword intents in the sea of ​​​​knowledge, even if these eight sword intents all inspire Wanjian to return to the sect, they will not help the elders of Jiange.

The disputes between the great monks, as Elder Su Liang said, is related to the general situation of the Western Border, not to mention Han Muye, the little swordsman, who is the three or two enlightened gods, and even the masters of forming pills, are unable to participate.

This is a game between major forces, and the bet is luck.

"Keep the sword pavilion well, sixth brother, didn't you say that this is the fate of the sword watcher?" Han Muye lowered his head and walked towards the sword pavilion.

Huang Laoliu nodded, and then said, "Brother Han, you stay in Jiange, and I will go to Cao's house."

"Based on the relationship between the Cao family and Jiange, we should visit."

There was a faint sword energy surging around him, and he raised his hand.

There was a soft sound in the sword pavilion, and the sword that had accompanied him for six and a half years fell into his hand.

At this time, Huang Laoliu is no longer old and sullen, his body is fierce, and his eyes are shining.

The elder Jiange left, and he took on a lot more responsibility.

"Let me accompany Sixth Brother." Han Muye turned around and said.

Now go down the mountain to Cao's house, and you may encounter an ambush.

Since the Tailingjian faction has started, it may be crazy.

"Hehe, Brother Han, you can't put eggs in one basket when you stay in Jiange." Huang Laoliu waved his hand and turned to look at Lu Gao: "Keep the door."

Lu Gao laughed and patted the door frame.

Huang Lao Liu strode away, Han Muye looked at the mountain protection formation that was still shining in the sky, and walked into the sword pavilion.

In the quiet room, he put away the spirit stone, put down the elixir, and then sat quietly for a while before taking out the jade slip that Elder Su Liang gave him.

He has never been more eager to improve his cultivation than this time.

Yujian touched her eyebrows lightly, and messages were detected by Divine Sense.

In this jade slip, there are not only elixir recipes that melt spirit pills, but also several other elixir recipes for cultivating vitality, condensing qi, and even foundation-building.

But the most precious among them should be the pill recipe that melts spirit pills.

The words in the alchemy recipe turned into a picture of alchemy and appeared in his mind. Han Muye closed his eyes and continued to observe and comprehend.

Understand the refining method of Peiyuan Rong Lingdan.

Except for this one pill recipe, all other pill recipes can only be refined with the cultivation of energy. Han Muye just remembered it and didn't spend time thinking about it.

Dan Fang realized that he directly took out the pill furnace, the sword energy in his palm poured in, and the blue light flashed.

The same kind of elixir was thrown into the pill furnace, and the flame transformed by the sword energy wrapped the pill furnace, Han Muye's whole body was restrained to the limit.

His spiritual qi cultivation base drives the pill furnace, and the sword qi penetrates into it to reconcile and purify the elixir.

In the pill furnace, there was a gentle rumbling sound.

Half an hour later, Han Muye raised his palm, the lid of the pill furnace flew up, and three pills with flashing aura flew out.

At the moment when the medicinal pill flew out, the pill furnace, which was densely cracked, turned into pieces with a bang.

Sword Qi refining pills, the damage to the pill furnace is too great.

Fortunately, the elixir was refined, and this rare elixir was not wasted.

Han Muye looked at the medicinal pill in his palm, and saw that it was translucent and crystal clear, obviously of extraordinary quality.

Two greats, one fine.

Still not skilled enough.

Shaking his head, he put away the elixir and put away the rest of the elixir.

There should be a pill furnace in Suzhen Building. When Huang Laoliu returns, he can go there and ask for one.

Huang Laoliu has not returned yet, there is no one in the Jiange at this time, and he cannot swallow the medicine pill.

After collecting the remaining elixir, Han Muye pondered for a moment, then walked out of the quiet room and looked towards the stairs leading to the second floor of the Jiange Pavilion.

He walked up the stairs slowly, and when he reached the second floor, he stopped for a while and then went straight to the third floor.

On the third floor, the windows are wide open, the light is translucent, and a faint golden halo flashes in front of the window.

This is the protective formation of Jiange, and it has been opened directly when the mountain protection formation is activated.

He walked slowly to the seat where the elder Jiange was sitting, and after taking a deep breath, Han Muye sat down gently.

The elder Jiange said that he could not come back, so Han Muye was sitting here.

Han Muye sat here, not for this position.

He wanted to see if the elders of the Jiange Pavilion had left any entrustment and successor.

If he expected that he would not come back, Han Muye believed that Jiange Elder would leave something behind.

Looking at the long case in front of him, Han Muye stretched out his hand to explain to the elder of the sword pavilion, and opened the wooden box in which the sword art was placed.

Two scrolls, one jade slip.

really.

Picking up the jade slip and touching it between his eyebrows, a white-bearded Jiange elder appeared in front of Han Muye.

Smile, eyes kind.

"Knowing that your kid will read this jade slip, I don't know whether I am dead or alive at this time."

In the picture, the elder Jiange's expression remained unchanged, and he spoke softly.

"Every swordsman in the sword pavilion has a dream of heaven in his heart, right?"

"Seeing what Huang Laoliu looks like now, I think of myself back then."

"I'm not as lucky as him."

"Sixty years of hard work, I have condensed into the sword of the soul, with the power of the Hundred Breaths Heaven Realm."

"Unfortunately, my sword is destined to have no chance to be displayed in front of those who want to show it."

The elders of Jiange in the picture did not have the tyrannical sword that flew thousands of miles away, but instead had a lot of chatter.

"Hehe, let's talk about it."

"You have to cultivate the sword-raising art well. Only by cultivating the sword-raising art can you use the sword bone to protect your body and save your life after you cast the sword of the soul."

"I'm too late to fix it, I'm afraid it's useless."

"From two hundred years ago to a thousand years ago, there were three elders in the sword pavilion, who had respectively cultivated the sword raising art, the condensing sword art and the warrior sword art."

"It is said that the combination of three tactics can have unexpected changes."

"But don't think too much, kid, those big sects in the Western Border will not give you the opportunity to cultivate the three tactics."

"A hundred years ago, two sword pavilion elders who cultivated sword art and condensed sword art fell respectively."

"As a last resort, the ancestor of the Jiange Pavilion, Zhu Shen, went down the mountain with a half-volume of swordsmanship.

"The half-scroll sword art has disappeared."

"After that, the suppression of the Nine Profound Sword Sect by the major sects has been greatly reduced."

"You should understand the reason for this, right?"

"How similar the situation today is."

...

Among the jade slips, the Jiange elders analyzed the general situation very thoroughly.

This made Han Muye feel more helpless.

After a long time, he let out a low sigh, put down the jade slip, and then stretched out a small bronze sword.

This was given to him by the elders of the Jiange, the certificate of the official disciple of the Jiange, and the key to the opening of the formation of the Jiange and the seal of the Jiu Xuanjian under the sword.

This is also the trust of an elder of Your Excellency Jian.

Putting back the jade slip, Han Muye stretched out his hand and spread out the half-scroll sword art.

He memorized both the Ningjian Jue and Yangjian Jue, and the three tactics were only the Soldier Sword Jue.

However, the sword art is already incomplete, and the other half, according to the Jiange elders, must be in the hands of which of the nine sects of the Western Border.

"Take the sword as your body, and your body into a soldier?"