Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 111: June 6, Sunning the Sword (23)

The Profound Sky World covers countless thousands of miles, and there are countless practitioners.

However, it is recognized that the place where cultivation flourishes is Zhongzhou.

The other four regions, even the East China Sea, which is known as the sword cultivator, is not qualified to be compared with Zhongzhou.

Zhongzhou is rich in resources and prosperous in practice, and has little intersection with the four regions.

If Xijiang wants to go to Zhongzhou, you need to walk through the sky wall. Even the practitioners of the environment are not going to go there if you want.

In the past, practitioners from Zhongzhou had come to the Western Xinjiang, but they just disliked the desolation of the Western Xinjiang, the spiritual energy was thin, and they left without leaving much of the inheritance.

I am used to living in Zhongzhou. Outside Zhongzhou, it is a wasteland of barbarians.

Han Muye also didn't expect that this iron bull's strength would be related to Zhongzhou's body refining technique.

He told Zhao Pu how he got his strength and other possible secrets to the two elders.

"In this way, the secret realm of the ruins is really likely to be left by the practitioners of Zhongzhou."

Ancestor Tao Ran nodded, looked at Han Muye and said, "I traveled in the western borders, and I also encountered several mysterious ruins. When I have the opportunity, I will take you to explore."

"Cultivation is not just burying one's head in hard work."

Having said this, he turned his head to look at Huang Laoliu next to him: "Huang Zhenxiong is not bad, he is not arrogant or impetuous, and he is also preparing to cultivate his mind in the world. In the future, he will have an epiphany, and his future will be limitless."

Huang Lao Liu grinned, then closed it again.

This seems to be complimenting him, just listen, not very good.

Han Muye looked at Huang Laoliu and then at Ancestor Tao Ran.

This old man doesn't seem to be able to.

There is a problem with eyesight.

For more than a month after he woke up, Han Muye spent most of his time cultivating in a quiet room.

This is the most stable time since he embarked on the road of cultivation.

When it comes to dinner every day, it is natural to enjoy wine and meat, and the elders of Jiange and Patriarch Tao Ran will tell some practice allusions, all kinds of practice orders that have never been heard of before.

On weekdays, there are leading sword disciples in the sword pavilion, and there is a lot of filial piety from the outer door and the inner door. Huang Laoliu and Gao Xiaoxuan took over, and they all shared Han Muye's share, never less.

In one month, Han Muye received nearly a thousand spirit stones for all kinds of filial piety.

Huang Laoliu said proudly that after a while, the sect selected disciples from Fengshou Mountain to lead the sword, and they could get more oil and water.

He has already calculated whether to build a big yard or build a shop when he returns to Jinyang.

It looks like a landowner.

In a month, Han Muye's Qi training finally set foot on the ninth level of cultivating Yuan, and his body training has already reached the peak of cultivating Yuan, and he has derived several follow-up exercises of Tie Niu Jin.

His Profound Yang Art is also considered a small achievement. In his dantian, there are more than 30,000 sword qi.

For these 30,000 sword qi, he spent several times the sword qi he gathered.

But it's worth it.

The 30,000 sword qi in the dantian can circulate the imperial envoy, even if it is exhausted, as long as a trace of seed is left, it can still be nourished and regenerated.

Unlike the sword energy and sword intent that were absorbed in the sea of ​​​​qi before, when they are worn out, they are gone.

In Han Muye's Divine Treasure, the sword energy condensed by the Divine Soul was also much thicker, circling and circulating in the Divine Treasure.

These sword energies can stabilize his soul, and can continue to condense it, making the power of the soul more tenacious.

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"Brother Lu, your injury is better. I'll bring Qingling tea. You can try it when you're not on duty."

"Teacher Lin, I have the elixir that you mentioned last time for strengthening muscles and bones, and I brought it today."

"Xiao Xuanzi, elder sister brought you candy, why don't you give Xiaobai a hug to elder sister?"

In front of the sword pavilion, there was a soft and waxy voice.

"No, you just want to buy my Xiaobai."

"Don't sell it, Xiaobai won't sell it." There was vigilance in Gao Xiaoxuan's voice.

When Han Muye walked out of the sword pavilion, he saw Bai Suzhen handing a handful of candy to Gao Xiaoxuan.

Gao Xiaoxuan's eyes were eager and his face was vigilant, but the hand holding the white fox slowly stretched out.

"Senior Brother Han, is your injury much better?"

Seeing Han Muye walking out of the sword pavilion, Bai Suzhen smiled and raised her hand, "Can you eat my candy?"

Han Muye naturally wouldn't grab candy from a child.

Besides, he didn't want to eat Bai Suzhen's candy.

Knowing that Bai Suzhen was here to find her, Han Muye walked with her on the path outside the sword pavilion.

"Many thanks to the shopkeeper Bai for coming to see me, my injury is a good one." Han Muye walked slowly and said lightly.

Without Bai Suzhen's adjustment of Zhenlingbao Shop, the treasurer He, who sent him thousands of miles, could not reach Luyuan Mountain, and without Bai Suzhen's channels, he could not accumulate wealth and resources.

Hearing what he said, Bai Suzhen chuckled lightly, "You've been in a drowsy and seriously injured day, and the income in my shop has been reduced by more than half, so why don't you come to see it often?"

Han Muye knew she was joking.

Can Bai Suzhen send spirit stones if he can mobilize the strong ones to see him off?

Opening a shop on Jiuxuan Mountain probably has other plans.

It's just that now Han Muye has also seen it, and he doesn't care about Bai Suzhen's identity and purpose.

It's really not his turn to worry about matters in the sect.

The layout of the suzerain Jin Ze is interlocking, pulling one hair and moving the whole body, the name of Jin Yishui is well-deserved.

The elder Jiange is also an old fox, with a lot of hands behind him, it really made Han Muye think that he was going to die generously and save thousands of miles.

The others, including Tuoba Cheng, are all good at calculating, and none of them are fuel-efficient lamps.

Of course, Han Muye wouldn't really take Bai Suzhen as something special to himself.

I am not a person who eats by face.

"This time, Jiu Xuan Sword Sect has won the first battle. In the next tens or hundreds of years, the nine factions of the Western Border will probably see Jiu Xuan and Feng Ling compete."

Bai Suzhen said with a smile, "Senior Brother Han participated in that battle all the way through, and he can be regarded as the direct line of the elders of the Sword Pavilion."

"If you want to come to the cultivation road in the future, it will be a smooth journey."

Among the nine sects in the Western Xinjiang, except for the three immobile sects, the Fengling Sword Sect was originally the sect master who stepped into the heaven and overwhelmed the other sects to become the fourth sect in the Western Xinjiang.

But who would have thought that the Fengling Sword Sect, who was ambitious to annex the Tailing Sword Sect, almost had his spine broken outside of Jiuxuan Mountain.

In the fourth realm of the Western Border, Fenglingjianzong advocated success, and fell into danger at the foot of Jiuxuan Mountain.

Just as Bai Suzhen said, after this battle, the name of the fourth largest sect in the Western Border was really a battle between Fengling Sword Sect and Jiu Xuan Sword Sect.

This time, the sword pavilion of Jiu Xuan Jianmen was once again famous in the western border.

One jiazi condenses one sword, and one sword slashes the realm of heaven.

The rhetoric of the Nine Profound Sword Sect that slashed the heavens shook the western border.

The mystery and power of the swordsman in the sword pavilion are spread all over the cultivation world in the western border.

There are various stories about the sword watcher, and there are countless versions.

No matter how outsiders guess, among the Nine Profound Sword Sect sects, the elders of the sword pavilion have profound cultivation and the inheritance of the sword pavilion is extensive.

In this war, it is entirely up to the inheritance of the sword pavilion to turn the tide.

The status of Jiange on Jiuxuan Mountain will naturally rise.

Now Tao Ran's ancestor also lives in the Jiange, and there are two elders in one pavilion.

This is a good thing for Han Muye.

Thinking about it, he only came to Jiuxuan Mountain, because of his qualifications, he could only go to the sword pavilion to be a sword watcher that even a handyman disciple would not be willing to do.

Today, the sword watcher has become a very popular existence.

Sure enough, things in the world of practice are all about chance.

good fortune.

Bai Suzhen knew a lot of things, and the positions of the elders of Jiange and the others were different, and many points of view were also different.

Han Muye listened and thought.

The Southern Wilderness invaded the Western Border, which was a critical situation for the major sects.

But for many small sects, many masters under the circumstance of elixir, it is not an opportunity to rise.

Just like Jiu Xuan Sword Sect and Feng Ling Sword Sect fighting against each other, low-level disciples are inevitably injured, and among them, there are bound to be many who come out and become strong.

"Senior Brother Han, you need to get better soon."

Bai Suzhen looked at Han Muye, as if looking at a pile of top-quality spirit stones, her eyes were shining.

"In a short time, each sect will send experts to go to Fengshou Mountain for garrisoning, and the low-level disciples are all open to practice."

"The price of pills in the cultivating period and the Qi condensing period has risen by 30%."

Lowering her voice, Bai Suzhen couldn't hide her joy: "Exquisite Dan, the price can go up by at least 50%, and the supply is still in short supply."

In fact, Need for Pill has always been in short supply.

It's just that this time the war is imminent, and the demand is indeed greater.

Han Muye also wanted to concoct alchemy, but after the soul was depleted, he wanted to stabilize the soul first.

Wealth is imaginary after all, only its own strength is real.

Bai Suzhen frowned and said softly, "I'll think of a way to see if I can help you find one or two pills to replenish your soul."

Bai Suzhen is really arrogant, and even this kind of medicine has a way.

When Bai Suzhen left, Han Muye swayed back to the sword pavilion.

"Brother Han, the shopkeeper Bai cares about you." Huang Laoliu stood in front of the stone steps with his hands behind his back, as if he could see through everything.

"It's just that you need to know that you are now the only inheritor of Jiange, behind the two ancestors, you must respect your identity."

Han Muye recalled the time when Huang Laoliu encouraged him to match Mu Wan with him.

This guy didn't even have the courage to express himself in front of Lu Qingping, but he was righteous when it came to other people's affairs.

"Sixth brother, sixth sister-in-law hasn't written any letter recently?" Han Muye raised his head and asked.

Huang Lao Liu's face stiffened.

Han Muye walked over with a smile, and asked in a low voice, "Sixth brother, you've exhausted your sword energy, are you still repairing?"

This question made Huang Lao Liu's expression change constantly.

Finally, he shook his head.

"I'll stay safe and sound for three years, be an outsourced deacon, and inherit the sword pavilion. It's enough to have you."

"When your eldest nephew grows up, I will let him worship at your door, and you will teach him to practice."

Huang Laoliu's eyes were bright.

Many practitioners in the world do not have this brilliance in their eyes.

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It was like fire in June, the outside of the sword pavilion was already extremely hot, and the inside of the sword pavilion was still cool.

Han Muye, dressed in white, stood side by side with Huang Laoliu, with Gao Xiaoxuan standing behind them.

Lu Gao and Lin Shen stood outside the gate of Jiange.

In front of them, the Jiange elder looked solemn.

"I'm waiting for the sword repairer, and the sword in the opponent should be in awe."

"Swords are not just weapons for killing people, they are also our companions."

The words of the Jiange elder caused Lu Gao, who was standing at the door, to stretch out his hand and hold his chest, while Lin Shen, who was beside him, tightened the big sword behind him.

"The rules of the sword pavilion, on the sixth of June, sunbathe the sword."

"Open the window, close the door."

Following the words of the elders of Jiange, Lu Gao and Lin Shen stretched out their hands and slammed the gate of Jiange closed.

Han Muye and Huang Laoliu in the sword pavilion walked to the window and pushed the window that had not been opened for a year.