Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"come in."

Just outside the tent, the voice of the Jiange elders has already sounded.

Han Muye walked into the tent and saw the Jiange elder in a plain white robe sitting in front of the long desk, holding a pen, writing something there.

"Have you seen Mo Yuan?"

"Does he want to leave Xijiang?"

Elder Jiange put down his pen, raised his head, and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded.

"Today, my sword is almost at the peak in Xijiang. If he wants to surpass it, he can only leave Xijiang."

The Jiange elder laughed, then sighed, and said softly: "Don't say it, discuss with him in the past few days, and see him return to his ancestry with ten thousand swords, it is really extraordinary."

"Cultivating for a hundred years, the Heaven Slaying Realm is not a lie."

Mo Yuan's talent in swordsmanship is indeed amazing. He blends ordinary swordsmanship, condenses a thousand swords and returns to his ancestors, and is reversible to the strong in the battlefield.

This opened up a way for low-level sword cultivators.

Even though this road is densely covered with thorns, it is the road leading to a distant place of cultivation.

Too many low-level practitioners have nowhere to go.

"Boy, to be honest, I didn't expect you to come." The elder Jiange looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.

"I am a sword pavilion watcher. Even if everyone in the world is waiting for the elder to fall on Luyuan Mountain, I should come, shouldn't I?" Han Muye fixed his gaze on the face of the sword pavilion elder.

The Jiange elder looked slightly darkened, and sighed softly: "You still practice too short a time..."

The practice time is too short, and the kind of renunciation of the heart has not yet been cultivated.

Han Muye didn't know if he would treat the lives of outsiders like ants when his cultivation was advanced.

"Have you read the message I sent you?" The elder Jiange looked at Han Muye and said with a light smile.

His gaze fell on the small bronze sword that Han Muye had inserted in his hair.

I have seen the jade slip, and cultivated into the sword of the soul.

Just how to build it, the elders of Jiange are also curious.

How could Han Muye succeed in swordsmanship in just a few days?

"Elder, I looked at the jade slip." Han Muye nodded, then the divine treasure shook, and the sword of divine soul protruded from the top of his head, turning into a small sword of crystal clear and jade.

On this small sword, there is also a white fox phantom flashing.

Elder Jiange saw Xiaojian, his eyes narrowed, and his expression changed: "Heavenly Soul?"

"This, that one?"

Han Muye nodded lightly and explained in a low voice what happened in the sword pavilion.

The head of the Cao family was attacked.

The mountain gate was attacked by the dead.

In front of the sword pavilion, there are masters of the terrain.

When he heard Han Muye say that Your Excellency Sword suppressed the appearance of the great demon spirit, and almost took away Han Muye's body, the elder Jiange looked a little strange.

After Han Muye finished speaking, after pondering for a long time, the elder Jiange said in a low voice, "Boy, some things may really be God's will."

God willing?

Seeing him puzzled, the Jiange elder smiled bitterly and said: "In those days, there was a great master who used the Nine Profound Sword to suppress the great demon for ten thousand years. Now, more than nine thousand nine hundred years have passed since the ten thousand years..."

The Nine Profound Sword suppressed the Great Demon for ten thousand years.

The time of ten thousand years is coming.

At that time, will the big demon be born, or will the big demon die?

Will the Nine Profound Sword that suppressed the Great Demon be taken back, or will it remain at the Nine Profound Sword Gate?

At that time, will the various sects in the western border come to snatch the Nine Profound Sword?

Too much uncertainty.

For ordinary people, these uncertainties are powerless things, just accept the outcome and accept the outcome.

But for Jin Ze, the sect master of Jianmen, who is in charge of Jiuxuan Jianmen and controls the life and death of hundreds of thousands of disciples, he can't wait.

Even if there is a glimmer of possibility, he will do his best to make arrangements and fight hard.

Han Muye remembered Bai Suzhen's words.

For the sake of the Nine Profound Sword, the sect master allowed most of the disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect to be buried with him.

So, the sect master will push the boat along the river and lead the people of the Tailingjian faction to release the big demon?

If it is true that the great elder of Taiyi Jianzong is thousands of miles away, then the great monster is born, and what awaits it must be a blow to the top.

Just ask the first sword cultivator in the Western Border to take action, the price of which is probably not small.

In the eyes of this Heavenly Realm cultivator, the only thing he can see is the Nine Profound Sword, right?

But after all the calculations, no one thought that Han Muye, a little swordsman from the sword pavilion, actually blocked the two strong people from the sword pavilion.

What was even more unexpected was that the calculations of countless people, which motivated the spirit of the great demon, ended up cheapening Han Muye, and was condensed into the sword of the spirit.

In the end, the big demon was not born, and the Nine Profound Sword was naturally still suppressed under the sword pavilion.

Han Muye had a feeling of not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

It turned out that the one who undermined the Sect Master's plan was himself.

But on the other hand, if this happens and the great demon is born, as a sword watcher, will he be the first to die?

Shaking his head, he looked at Elder Jiange again, and said in a low voice, "Elder, why can't you use Elder Su Yuan's style to start a prairie fire?"

Liaoyuan.

The elder Jiange narrowed his eyes, condensing the writing in front of him.

"Because this technique originally did not belong to my Nine Profound Sword Sect, half of the sword intent came from the Wind Spirit Sword Sect."

Fengling Sword Sect, the second of the four major sword schools.

Could it be that the Fengling Sword Sect is the one who forbids Jiu Xuan Sword Sect to use the Liao Yuan sword technique?

Also, why is half of the swordsmanship of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect belonged to other families?

Han Muye didn't speak and looked at the elder of the sword pavilion.

After a long time, the elder of the Jiange said softly: "Ten thousand years ago, there was only Jiu Xuan Mountain in the western border that suppressed the big demon, and there was no Jiu Xuan Jianmen."

"Until a thousand years ago, the Nine Profound Sword Sect was just an ordinary sect in the western border. Relying on the sword pavilion that suppressed the great demon, it was able to protect itself."

There was a trace of nostalgia in the voice of the Jiange elders.

"For thousands of years, my Jiu Xuan Jianmen's digital ancestors have planned to have both sources of power between Daomen, Jianzong, and Demons, and continue to accumulate strength."

"It's hard for outsiders to imagine the sacrifices involved."

The world of practice is not as clean as the world thinks.

Practitioners are also mostly fly camp dogs.

Among the cultivation sects, there are many open and secret battles.

Cultivation, fighting with heaven, fighting with people.

The rise of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect did not have so many coincidences. Most of them were conspiracy, and most of them were killings against the sky.

Whether it is a practice method or a resource, not many can be obtained cleanly.

For example, the Five Profound Swordsmanship Liaoyuan.

Tao Ran, the ancestor of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, took the pseudonym Tao Yuhe. He practiced in the Wind Spirit Sword Sect for decades and learned the wind attribute swordsmanship before he mastered the way of wind and fire.

From three hundred years ago, Jiu Xuan Jianmen finally gathered the power of the five veins, five half-step heaven, three elders in the sword pavilion, and the strength of the sect reached its peak.

With such strength, it is impossible to hide again.

The strength of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect showed little by little, shocking the western border.

At the beginning, Yuehua Sword Sect, one of the nine factions, was directly crippled by the first battle of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect and retired from the position of the nine factions.

Jiuxuan Jianmen is in full swing.

"In the world of practice, if you don't advance, you will retreat. Since you're rising, you won't succeed if you don't want to fight..."

"If it's not a heaven, it's still a chess piece after all."

"For more than two hundred years, today's provocation, tomorrow's conflict, behind it are just a few big sects in Xijiang."

There was a look of pain on the face of the Jiange elders: "After two hundred years of disputes, my three Jiange elders from Jiu Xuan Jianmen fell, the Jiange inheritance was damaged, and the five veins were incomplete."

"If it weren't for the danger of the sect, I would not have gone to the sword pavilion..."

Han Muye looked at Elder Jiange.

sacrifice.

From the words of Jiange elders, he saw countless sacrifices.

Everything, for the rise of Zongmen.

Will the Jiange elders not see through the Sect Master's plan?

impossible.

Han Muye shook his head.

With the wisdom of the Jiange elders, how could he not see through.

However, he still came to Luyuan Mountain and was willing to make that sword.

What he is doing is the overall situation of the Nine Profound Sword Sect for thousands of years.

"Actually, the sect master has already been half a step into the heaven." The elder Jiange said lightly.

Half-step heaven!

Jin Ze, the sect master of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, is a half-step heavenly realm and a peak powerhouse of forming a pill!

Jiu Xuan Jianmen is not only the three supreme elders, but also the fourth one!

Sect Master Kanazawa is hiding so deeply!

"But what if the sect master shows his own cultivation? Can the strength of the Nine Profound Sword Sect today be comparable to that of three hundred years ago?"

Jiange elder bowed his head and said softly.

cannot.

Han Muye shook his head.