Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 195 The Third Sword Pill (33)

After everyone left, Han Muye raised his hand and placed a formation disk in front of him.

This thing is really a must for home travel.

The spirit stone is placed on the formation plate, the spirit energy stimulates the formation, and a faint light curtain rises, covering the space with a radius of Zhang Xu.

Outsiders can't explore this zhang-square space, no matter with their gaze or divine sense.

Conversely, Han Muye who was inside could still see everything outside.

And this light curtain can block the triple blow of condensed air.

But this array is not cheap, not to mention that it needs more than 10,000 spirit stones, and every time it is opened, it consumes a middle-grade spirit stone.

Ordinary low-level practitioners can't afford it.

The light curtain was raised, and Han Muye, who was inside it, could practice with peace of mind.

Sitting cross-legged, his spiritual thoughts penetrated into his dantian.

The sword intent that had been condensed just now vibrated slightly, as if welcoming his divine sense.

There is a flesh-and-blood connection between this sword intent and his divine sense.

This kind of connection is something that I have never felt before when I condensed my sword intent.

After blending his divine sense and this sword intent for a while, Han Muye turned his attention to the sea of ​​Qi.

If it is said that condensing the sword intent in the dantian is the biggest gain, then the change of the sword intent in the sea of ​​qi is an even greater surprise.

At this time, more than eighty sword intents quietly floated in the sea of ​​​​qi.

In the center, there are two surging sword lights.

These two sword lights, one red and the other blue, had a brilliant halo, as if they were about to turn into flying dragons.

Sword potential!

It turned out that Han Muye thought that these two sword intents would never have a chance to turn into sword power.

Because it is impossible for him to gather so much sword intent.

Three thousand sword intents turned into sword gestures, he didn't think he would slowly transform these two sword intents and pile them into sword gestures.

But after comprehending it today, he realized that sword power does not really need to be piled up.

It is not only quantitative change that can lead to qualitative change.

On the contrary, most sword cultivators in the world use qualitative changes to promote quantitative changes.

At this time, the two sword lights in Han Mu's wild air had already achieved the sword power.

"So, there are two more cards for life-saving?"

Whispering softly, a smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

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The red sun is rising, and the roar is rising again.

The army of monsters failed to capture the position of the Nine Profound Sword Sect yesterday, but today they gathered again.

The evil spirit is rolling, and the monsters are like a tide.

At the station at the foot of the mountain, sword lights and auras rose up.

Tang Chi, who was holding a long sword, turned his head slightly to look behind him for some reason.

The corners of his eyes twitched.

Today's battle will be more intense than yesterday's.

You need to do your best to survive and prove your worth.

But the man on the mountain.

Last night, I realized the sword intent.

Comprehending sword intent without reaching the realm, this kind of talent will definitely be more valued by Jianmen.

Competing with such a person is really tiring...

"Everyone, kill—"

With a roar, Tang Chi was surrounded by sword light and rushed forward.

The entire forward position was filled with shouts of killing.

That is--

Han Muye, who was originally calm, suddenly trembled and stood up.

In front of the army formation at the foot of the mountain, He Xuanqi, holding two swords, strode forward in big strides. The sword light in front of him was like a dragon, facing the monster that bumped into it, and rushed forward.

It wasn't just He Xuanqi, beside him, there were several Jianmen disciples who asked Han Muye for advice last night.

The sword lights in these people's hands are magnificent, forming a radiance, rolling forward.

Their momentum was not much weaker than Tang Chi's team in the center.

"boom--"

The sword light in Tang Chi's hand collided with the black-armored tiger-headed monster man in front of him, and spiritual energy and monster energy roared and collided around the two of them.

On the other side, He Xuanqi who had killed several monsters also collided with a skinny mouse monster.

He Xuanqi suppressed the monster clan with sword light in both hands, so that he could only resist with all his strength.

Today's battlefield, at the beginning, is much more intense than yesterday.

The Nine Profound Sword Sect actually has the tendency to counterattack and counterattack.

In the distance, countless Western Xinjiang practitioners looked at the battle line of the Nine Profound Sword Gate below.

"boom--"

In the sky, a ray of black light turned into a ten-foot giant beast, and slammed into Tang Chi's position.

This black-light behemoth looks like a black lion, and it swoops down in mid-air, roaring with gangster energy.

The big demon of forming alchemy!

This kind of big monster is invincible at the same level.

On the hillside guarded by the Nine Profound Sword Gate, a figure in green robe flew up to meet him.

"Lion Ming, you can be considered an old friend, why bother with the little ones?" Sun Mu, who was waving his sleeves and shining with sword light, laughed and swayed the sword light.

"Om—"

Sun Mu's sword light chopped the black cloud and black lion into pieces, revealing the big man with the disheveled head and lion's face.

"Old man Sun, I will break your bones sooner or later."

The big man stared at Sun Mu viciously, holding Sun Mu's sword light with a long black stick in his hand.

The Dandan Daxiu confronted each other, and the monster energy and sword light scattered, and both the human cultivators and the monsters below consciously stayed away.

There's no other way, even if you scatter three or two streaks of sword light and demonic energy, it can kill low-level practitioners.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, staring at the two great monks who were fighting.

Sun Mu's swordsmanship is simple, and every sword is a skill that has been honed over time.

The big monster named Shiming was waving a long stick in his hand, seemingly without any rules, but in fact his moves were concise.

From cultivation to alchemy, after condensing the Dao Jindan, there is the power of heaven in every gesture.

Whether it is a cultivator or a monster race, it is more about relying on the power of heaven and earth, rather than relying entirely on its own strength.

Watching the battle between the two major repairers, Han Muye gained a lot of new understanding of the fighting methods between the strong.

Many pictures that I took for granted before are slowly shattering.

The battle on the second day also continued until sunset.

Sun Mu and Shi Ming tacitly stopped, and returned separately.

Down below, those monsters were driven by the monster masters to slowly turn around, while the human practitioners were cleaning the battlefield.

"Senior Brother Han." Sun Mu landed on the cliff and looked at Han Muye.

According to the rules of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, he called the head of the Jiange in this way.

"I know Senior Brother Han that you have extraordinary means of alchemy, and you can refine immortal pills that are hard to find in the western border."

Sun Mu lowered his voice, and glanced towards the direction of the Yaozu in the distance.

"I would like to ask you to help me refine an immortal pill," he said in a deep voice with fighting intent in his eyes, "If I can kill Shiming by surprise, I have the confidence to improve my cultivation."

Speaking of this, a suppressed emotion flashed on his face: "I feel that there is a chance of a breakthrough."

breakthrough!

Sun Mu's cultivation base has been stagnant for a hundred years, and there is no possibility of promotion.

Unexpectedly, he could feel the opportunity to break through now.

Han Muye nodded and said, "I know how to make alchemy, but I don't have any elixir."

All the elixirs he had obtained from Bai Suzhen before had been refined into pills.

The elixir has also been refined in the dantian.

Now he just wants to open the furnace, but there is no elixir.

"I have."

Sun Mu took out a small cloth bag, handed it over carefully, and said softly: "This is the elixir needed for two furnaces of purple jade pills."

"When I broke through back then, I took a chance, so the power of the soul was weak."

"If there is an immortal Purple Jade Pill," Sun Mu clenched his fists, with longing in his eyes.

As if thinking of something, he scratched his head, and looked at Han Muye with some embarrassment: "Well, Senior Brother Han, I don't have any treasures either."

Han Muye was about to say that he was willing to refine it for free, when Sun Mu took out a small box.

"This is an ancient sword pill I got."

"There are fewer people using sword pills now. You can keep this sword pill as a plaything, enjoy it at ordinary times, or smelt it, and you can get a lot of high-quality spiritual materials."

Sword pill.

Han Muye's eyes fell on the opened small box.

Inside the box was a light red jade pill, with a faint sword light shining on it.

The moment Sun Mu took out the small box, the two sword pills in Han Muye's dantian were already shaking slightly.

This is one of the forty-eight Zhou Tianjian pills of Yuan Tianjian Zun!

Taking a breath, Han Muye reached out to take the small box and the bag containing the elixir.

"Okay, I'll help you refine the Purple Jade Pill."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to draw out the formation plate, and the spirit stone was pressed into it, and the spirit light rose and turned into a light curtain.

Cut off by the light curtain, Han Muye's eyes fell on the small box in his hand.

The third sword pill!

I really didn't expect that I would get the three sword pills of the ancient sword cultivator who crossed the western border so quickly.

I don't know if I have a chance to reproduce the Zhou Tian Sword Formation that swept the world?

After calming down, Han Muye put away the small box first.

He promised to help Sun Mu refine the elixir, so it was natural to do this in advance.

"Boom—"

The alchemy furnace rotates, sword energy is poured into the alchemy furnace, and various elixir for refining Ziyu Dan floats in front of him.

Han Muye displayed an unspeakable aura.

This is self-confidence from the bottom of my heart.

Alchemy, he is serious.

The elixir is put in, and the sword energy enters the furnace to break down the power of the medicine and crush the impurities.

The whole process is orderly and uncluttered, as steady as an old dog.

Half an hour later, the pill furnace vibrated, and three bright pills in it spun around.

He raised his hand to collect the pills, and there were three purple jade pills shrouded in spiritual light in his palm.

This time, he only used one batch of elixirs, so naturally there were only three pills.

Putting away two and putting the remaining one in a jade bottle, Han Muye waved his hand to remove the light curtain activated by the array disk.

"how?"

Sun Mu who was standing outside Zhang hurriedly spoke.

Han Muye smiled slightly.

Sun Mu reached out and patted his forehead and said, "Hey, if you really care about it, you will be chaotic."

Han Muye smiled and handed over the jade bottle, and said softly, "Fortunately, it's not a disgrace."

It's done!

Sun Mu took the jade bottle with trembling hands, and held it tightly, as if he was afraid that the jade bottle would run away.

"Thank you, thank you very much." Sun Mu repeatedly bowed his hands to Han Muye, then turned and left.

Han Muye had seen this kind of ecstasy when he was refining the Purple Jade Pill last time, from the casual cultivator Guan Chaosheng.

Anyone who spends a hundred years will not be calm at this time.

Watching Sun Mu leave, Han Muye raised the array light curtain, and then took out the small box.

He reached out and grabbed the sword pill inside.

Spiritual energy and sword energy were poured into the sword pill.

"Om—"

The sword pill vibrated, and streaks of spiritual light began to flow on it.

This sword pill is the best preserved among the three sword pills, and it has been refined with sword energy.

Unlike the first sword pill, it has been lost for countless years.

It's not like the second sword pill, which fell directly to the ground and was wrapped in a layer of spirit mine.

As the sword energy entered Jianwan, a picture appeared in Han Muye's mind.

"boom--"

"All of you cultivators outside the sky, don't even think about leaving today."

In the cold voice, a young man in a green robe and a jade belt around his waist stepped out slowly.

As soon as the young man raised his hand, a slightly illusory sword light emerged.

"Sword of Divine Soul!"

"Jiange Inheritance!"

Han Muye couldn't help but let out a low voice.