Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

He swung the big sword in his hand and slashed down.

It was that stone-splitting swordsmanship.

"Who will try again?"

On the martial arts field, there was no sound.

The disciples who were just starting out shrank back one by one, not daring to look into Instructor Lin's eyes.

Lin Jiao frowned and was about to scold when he suddenly heard someone speak.

"Teacher Lin, I want to give it a try."

He turned his head to look, and saw Han Muye strode forward, raised his hand, and lightly grabbed the hilt of the great sword he handed out.

His fingers touched the hilt of the sword, and messages penetrated directly into Han Muye's mind.

A fine iron heavy sword, the sword is four feet long and weighs eighty pounds.

These heavy swords are not made by tempering, but are cast with abrasive tools and then polished.

This sword is relatively rough, but it is better than the material used. It is high-quality fine iron, and it is very valuable.

Squinting slightly, a big shirtless man wielding a sword appeared in front of Han Muye.

"My generation practice swords, pay attention to diligence to make up for one's clumsiness."

"Jiu Xuan Jianmen inherits the five veins of gold, wood, water, fire, and soil. Among them, the swordsmanship of the earth is about thick and steady."

"Draw a sword ten thousand times, crack a stone and destroy a mountain."

This big man is Teacher Lin.

"boom--"

The long sword shattered a piece of bluestone, and Coach Lin grinned.

"I draw my sword thousands of times, soon, when I destroy the mountain with one sword, I will be invincible at the same level."

Xuanyuan swordsmanship, cracking stones.

A profound swordsmanship, destroying mountains.

One Profound Swordsmanship is already the highest level of swordsmanship practiced by the disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

The two swordsmanships were comprehended, and then a thick breath poured into Han Muye's body, causing him to tremble slightly.

This time, he clearly felt the existence of the power that traveled through the meridians of his body.

Yes, another sword qi was received.

Han Muye clenched his hand holding the hilt of the sword.

"Cough, um, this sword is sinking." Instructor Lin looked at Han Muye's body and said a little nervously.

The next moment, Han Muye raised the long sword with one hand.

With the sword flowing in his body, Han Muye realized that he didn't need much strength to hold the sword.

The long sword was held high, his back arched slightly, and the force extended forward from his feet until the sword's edge.

This is the knack of sword-splitting swordsmanship.

Only with the strength of the whole body can one have the power to destroy mountains and crack rocks.

"Um, don't cut my sword..." Teacher Lin rubbed his hands together and reminded in a low voice.

"call--"

Before he could finish speaking, Han Muye had already slashed with a sword.

This sword slashed in the air, causing the wind to scream, causing the new disciples sitting in front to turn pale and subconsciously retreat.

When they came back to their senses, Han Muye had already handed back the long sword.

"Teacher Lin, how is my sword?"

Han Muye cupped his hands.

"This sword..." Teacher Lin hesitated for a while, then nodded and said, "Very good, very good."

He looked at Han Muye and lowered his voice, "What's your name?"

"My name is Han Muye, and I'm a swordsman in the sword pavilion." Han Muye folded his hands with a smile, turned around and left.

The ability of this coach Lin is just like this, and it is of no great use to stay.

"Swordsman?"

Instructor Lin was stunned for a moment, until Han Muye had gone far, and then he said with a bewildered face, "You can practice 50% of the essence of Xuanyuan swordsmanship so casually, how can such a genius be a sword watcher..."

...

After leaving Chuan Gong Tang, Han Muye went to Dan Tang.

It seems that the outer door can't learn any real skills. If you want to learn it, it is estimated that you should go to the inner door to see.

When I go back, I will ask Huang Laoliu about the situation in the inner door.

The Dantang was not too far away, Han Muye walked for half an hour before he smelled a burning scent mixed with the scent of medicine.

Turning around the foot of the mountain, there is a continuous low bamboo building, that is Dantang.

Dantang is not built with masonry, because the place is prone to fire.

Built of masonry, rebuilding is too troublesome.

Although the bamboo building is easy to burn down, it is not distressing if it is destroyed and rebuilt.

There are already quite a few disciples at the entrance of the Pill Hall, some come to buy pills, and there are also Pill Hall disciples who sell pills.

Han Muye stepped forward to explain his purpose, and a Pill Hall disciple wearing a blue-grey robe led him into the bamboo building.

"Which senior has solid pills to sell? This senior wants two solid pills."

The alchemy disciples who led the way shouted loudly, causing the alchemy disciples who were circling the stove in front of them to raise their heads slightly.

"Solid Pill? That thing is used less, I haven't practiced it."

"I don't have a solid pill, do you want a condensed gas pill?"

"Only earth vein disciples need solid pills, and not many people usually buy this pill."

Jiuxuan Jianmen's five-vessel sword cultivator, four of which are light and fast, focusing on speed and sharpness, only the earth veins seek thick and steady.

Solid pills are generally available to them.

In this room full of Pill Hall disciples, no one actually had solid pills in their hands.

"Do you want two solid pills? Six spirit stones, I'll help you refine them, how about that?" A female cultivator in blue clothes in her teens raised her head and looked at Han Muye.

This female cultivator has delicate eyebrows and pure eyes, sitting there cross-legged like a green lotus.

"Junior sister, you don't always refine solid pills. If you destroy a few more pots of elixir, you will lose more than you gain." Someone next to the female cultivator whispered.

"Junior Sister Muwan, why are you doing this? Cultivation is about chance. If he can't buy a solid pill, it means that the chance has not come." Not far away, a Taoist in his thirties frowned and said in a deep voice.

Others also spoke up.

"Giggle, then he met me today in alchemy, isn't it a chance?" The female cultivator stood up, raised her hand, and put away the bronze-colored alchemy furnace in front of her.

"Let's go, let's get the elixir."

Holding the pill stove in one hand, the female cultivator beckoned to Han Muye, then walked towards the corridor on the side of the bamboo building.

"My name is Mu Wan, what's your name? Are you a disciple of the earth vein?" The female cultivator spoke as she walked away.

"Here at Han Muye, it's the swordsman of the sword pavilion." Han Muye said.

"Swordsman?" Mu Wan paused, turned her head, and looked up and down at Han Muye with a strange expression.

"It is said that you sword watchers are aliens in the sect, so there is nothing weird about it."

After whispering a few words, Mu Wan walked forward.

In front of the place is the place to receive the elixir. Mu Wan quickly received nine kinds of elixir for refining solid pills from three furnaces, costing a total of three spirit stones.

"Look, I really don't earn your spirit stone."

Asking Han Muye to help carry the elixir, Mu Wan spoke up again.

"I understand." Han Muye nodded and said softly, "I will buy solid pills from you in the future."

Hearing his words, Mu Wan laughed and led him to a secluded place.

"Are you here waiting for me to make alchemy, or are you looking elsewhere?"

Mu Wan sat cross-legged, the Dan Ding floated in front of her, and a flame rose from her left palm.

Is this alchemy?

Han Muye took a few steps back curiously and watched Mu Wan make pills.

The flame burned the elixir furnace, causing the heat in the elixir furnace to rise. At this time, Mu Wan began to put the first elixir into the elixir furnace.

This is a sturdy elixir that penetrates into the roots of the tree. As soon as it is put into the pill furnace, there is a bitter taste that permeates the air.

With one hand, Mu Wan moved the pill furnace to rotate, and with the other hand, she kept throwing all kinds of elixir into it.

Some of these elixir are like tree roots, some are grass leaves, and some are directly like slag like bluestone.

Nine kinds of elixir were put into the pill cauldron in different order, and then the flames constantly changed in size and position.

Mu Wan began to rotate the pill furnace cautiously. In Han Muye's opinion, this was to make the elixir in it fuse with the medicinal power.

"Bam—"

Suddenly, Dan Ding was shocked and made a muffled sound.

Mu Wan's face froze, and then she stopped spinning the cauldron with a frustrated look, lifted the lid of the stove, and a burning smell came.

"Sure enough, it was born by hand, and a pot of elixir was wasted."

"If this is scrapped again, I will lose money."

After pouring out the pill residue, Mu Wan started to make pills again.

Han Muye closed his eyes slightly, and the images flowed in his mind.

Comprehend the technique of mysterious fire alchemy.

Understand the method of refining solid pills.

Opening his eyes, Han Muye suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

"Release the ringworm grass first, otherwise this furnace will still be scrapped."

The elixir formula put after clearing the moss grass is correct, but Mu Wan's skills are a bit poor, and the medicinal power in the elixir furnace can be stabilized by putting it first.

This was the result of Han Muye's deduction after comprehending the pill recipe.

Brothers, after reading this, let's make a card by the way.

The new book period really needs everyone's care!