Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

The red sun rises, Purple Qi from the East.

To practice Cultivation Technique, there is a means of visualization.

It is said that there is no cultivation method in the world. In ancient times, the human race observed the scene of heaven and earth, comprehended the way of heaven and earth, and achieved the way of cultivation.

This means is to see ideas.

The method of visualization is not only the continuation of the power of blood in the inheritance of humans and monsters, many of which are confirmed by the method of visualization.

The bones, scales, and even a drop of blood of the ancient demon can inspire the younger generation to visualize and realize the opportunity.

At this moment, Han Muye's whole body was filled with fiery red Spiritual Qi, Dantian was rolling like waves, and in his mind, he could see the scene of the first day of rising.

Early sun, gentle and vigorous.

Shaoyang is warm and full of vitality.

Han Muye couldn't imagine the cruel practice of the Nine Suns, and such a state of intoxication without realizing it from scratch.

Warm and warm, like a spring breeze.

This is meditation!

Immortal Spiritual Roots, Jiuyang Gong, Fire Marrow Spirit Crystal.

There is no immortal Spiritual Roots among thousands of people, the ancient tradition of Cultivation Technique Jiuyang Gong, the price is invaluable, and the half step heaven is regarded as the most treasured fire marrow spirit crystal.

Each of these three is extremely precious and rare.

At this time, these precious things come together to form the foundation of Han Muye's supreme practice.

Bathed in a red cocoon of light, Han Muye relaxed even his soul.

In the divine treasure, Haoran Qi slowly consumed Heavenly Devil's divine soul, and then aggregated into Han Muye's divine soul Sword Qi.

Dazed, as if returning to chaos.

Han Muye just finished his practice when there was a sound in the divine treasure and the seventh sword of divine soul took shape.

When I opened my eyes, the red light cocoon had disappeared.

Taking a deep breath, a gust of hot air came out.

Jin Yang Gong.

Foundation Establishment First Stage.

Chu Yang Ning Pei Yuan, Shao Yang Hua Qi Condensation.

Jinyang Gong, forging the foundation of the Dao.

At this moment, among Han Muye Dantian, a golden cloud platform appeared.

Aura flashes on the golden head, and the First Stage has been filled with the golden-red Spiritual Qi.

This Spiritual Qi is so thick that it has been crystallized.

Such a thick Spiritual Qi, a trace can equal a large area absorbed by practitioners of the same rank.

On the ninth-layer gimbal, five Sword intents occupy the highest point.

Around Sword Intent, the four sword pellets converged, quietly floating up and down.

The Spiritual Qi in Dantian is surging, and the Sword intent in Qi Sea is also much thicker.

The Sword intents, which turned into sword threads, each occupy one side, without interfering with each other, and they are constantly absorbing the Sword Qi floating around.

In the Divine Treasure, the seven divine soul swords revolved gently around the alienated red dust curse.

The entire Divine Treasure is full of arrogance, dyeing the Divine Treasure golden.

"You have been Closed Door Training for over a month."

Daoist Daoist's boring voice came.

In one month, I completed Foundation Establishment First Stage. Who would dare to imagine such a speed of cultivation?

Even if it is rebuilt, the speed is terrifying.

It really is the Spiritual Roots, really powerful!

Standing up, Han Muye exuded a fierce Sword Qi.

But in the blink of an eye, all the power is introverted.

After cultivating Confucianism and Taoism Cultivation Technique, his gestures are full of the charm of Dao returning to nature.

Looking at Han Muye's appearance, Daoist opened his mouth and whispered, "How did this guy become the most hated appearance by Jianzun Yuan Tian?"

The strength of the whole body is restrained, and in the eyes of outsiders, Han Muye looks like a mortal.

He turned his head to look at Dao Yuan Ding, which was placed not far away, stretched out his hand, and moved Dan Ding into the palm of his hand.

A fire of spirit rose.

Dao Dao aura flashed, and a golden lotus seed and various elixir were thrown into the cauldron.

This time, he did not refine Nine Cycles Dan.

If this Yunlian Dan is not going to immortal Spiritual Roots, Wan does not need to refine it into Nine Cycles.

But for a moment, in the pill cauldron, seven pale yellow cloud lotus pills with three spiritual patterns appeared.

Three spiritual patterns are enough to improve third rank qualifications.

However, if the qualification is the third rank, this pill can only be upgraded by one rank.

Up to the second rank qualification, this pill is invalid, only the Nine Cycles Yunlian Pill can improve the qualifications above the second rank.

At the beginning, the monk said that Nine Cycles Yunlian Dan can be promoted to Spiritual Roots is wrong.

Han Muye swallowed six Nine Cycles Yunlian Pills, the first of which directly raised his cultivation aptitude to the second rank.

With the last five, his cultivation aptitude surpassed the first rank and became Spiritual Roots.

Of course, this kind of secret, it is normal that the monk is still unclear.

Without personal experience, who can understand the secret?

Put away the seven Medicine Pills, turned Daoyuan Ding into a black bead and hid it in his arms, Han Muye put away the formation plate, dispersed the formation of the Jiange, and walked down the stairs.

On the first floor, only Yang Mingxuan was there.

Liu Hong has already gone to Cao's house to participate in the Sword Art Fair.

Jiang Ming went down the mountain to deal with the business. These days he was running back and forth.

Even Lin Shen helped Jiang Ming to run various supplies with Kong Chaode and others at the foot of the mountain.

Yang Mingxuan was in charge of leading the sword and sending the sword, while wiping the long sword.

In the sword pavilion, Sword Qi filled the air.

"Senior Brother Han, you're out of the customs." Seeing Han Muye coming downstairs, Yang Mingxuan stepped forward and said in a low voice, "The shopkeeper Bai from Suzhen Building came to ask a few times, and Mushencheng sent some Medicine Pill and Elixir."

Yang Mingxuan took out the wooden box placed under the long case and handed it to Han Muye.

Mushen City?

Opening the wooden box, Han Muye was a little surprised by what was inside.

Not only a few healing medicines made by the ancestors of the Mu family in Mushencheng and the peony fairy, but also a small bag.

In the bag, there is an immortal Yunqi Dan.

Eighty in total.

Eighty immortal-grade Yunqi Dan, which can be refined in the western region, except for Han Muye, is Mu Wan.

Holding the small bag, Han Muye chuckled,

It seems that this is Mu Wan asking the Mu family to hand over to her own.

Knowing that his Cultivation Base was depleted, he specially gave himself so many Immortal Grade Cloud Qi Pills.

This little girl who is a fan of money took out so many cloud qi pills, I'm afraid it hurts a lot.

Putting away the small bag, Han Muye handed the other Medicine Pills in the wooden box to Yang Mingxuan.

"If you send it to Dantang, replace it with Spirit Stones for me."

He can't use these Medicine Pills, so he might as well replace them with Spirit Stones.

Recently, all the Spirit Stones on him have been worn out.

The big head is spent in the fire source world, and it has been replaced with a half-spirit-level long sword.

The rest are for practice.

There are still many fire pith stones and fire pith crystals on Han Muye's body, but these are relatively precious spiritual materials, which can be saved as much as possible.

Yang Mingxuan took the wooden box and went to Dantang.

Han Muye sat upright in front of the long desk, flipping through the previous records.

For such a long time, the swords in the sword pavilion have sent many swords and led swords.

After flipping through the booklet, Han Muye stood up, went to the wooden shelf, followed the records in the booklet, and checked all the new swords in the pavilion.

These swords, most of the newly refined long swords, the rest, a few swords were sent back to the disciples who fell, and some were obtained from several battlefields.

From these swords, Han Muye saw some pictures of the western battlefield.

In the disputes between the Southern Wilderness and the Western Border, although peace was negotiated, chaotic wars still occurred between low-level practitioners.

On the other side of Fengshou Mountain, many disciples of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect are still fighting against the demon clan.

This is not only to sharpen his own combat power, but also to resist the erosion of the demon clan.

From the beginning of the peace talks, many big clans in the Southern Wilderness have sent people to understand the situation in the Western Border.

And these disciples of the various sects stationed at the border, the task is to intercept these monsters who pass through the border secretly.

Among the disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, He Xuanqi, who holds two swords, is powerful in battle and has become a new fate.

There are also Song Qi, Qi Shisan and others, all of which can exist rampantly.

But this time, all of their elite juniors were called back.

It should be for the secret realm of the fire source world.

After wiping all kinds of swords, Han Muye turned and walked towards the gate of Jiange.

At the door of the sword pavilion, a voice came.

"Outer Sect disciple He Hongsen, come to lead the sword."

Han Muye walked to the gate of Jiange and saw a young man in his twenties standing in front of the stone steps, standing with his cupped hands bowed.

"The rules of the sword pavilion, the leader of the sword needs to bathe and burn incense, meditate, can you do it?"

Han Muye put his hands behind his back and spoke lightly.

The young man under the stone steps was stunned for a moment, looked up, saw Han Muye, froze for a moment, and then whispered in surprise, "Han, Elder Han!"

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, looking at him.

The young man named He Hongsen reacted, his face flushed, he held a few Spirit Stones in his hands, and stammered: "Go back, go back to the elder, I, I know the rules of the sword pavilion."

Han Muye's gaze fell on those Spirit Stones, he was silent for a moment, and then said, "Are you in the top 100 of the Outer Sect?" He Hongsen nodded: "I am, the ninety-third of the Outer Sect."

Outer Sect ninety-three.

Jiang Han, who was in the top 100 of the Outer Sect, led the sword in the Jiange, and under the guidance of Han Muye, the Cultivation Base's combat power was skyrocketing.

In Outer Sect, the legend about Elder Han has changed somewhat.

Whoever can get Elder Han's guidance can soar into the sky.

He Hongsen looked up at Han Muye, his eyes full of hope.

Han Muye stretched out his hand, took the Spirit Stones in He Hongsen's hand, and said, "Practice a set of swordsmanship that you are best at, I will see what kind of sword is suitable for you."

Hearing Han Muye's words, He Hongsen showed surprise on his face, nodded his head hurriedly, and then pulled out the iron blue blade he was carrying behind his back and started waving it.

Sword Ray swayed in front of the stone steps, reflecting the sun and shining brightly.

Standing on the stone steps, Han Muye looked at Sword Ray in front of me and felt the fit between his body and the earth.

This is a feeling of being connected by flesh and blood. At this time, no matter what kind of power falls on him, it will be transferred to the earth.

Unless this force exceeds the maximum limit that the earth can withstand instantaneously.

Such power is impossible in the situation.

"Om-"

He Hongsen's long sword was certain, and then slowly retracted, bowing towards Han Muye.

"The swordsmanship of the golden vein."

Han Muye nodded.

There are many masters of golden veins in the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

It's just that after the fall of retired elder Lu Hao, this vein has been much quieter.

After all, there is no strong man in charge.

"The swordsmanship you chose is good. Pull the silk, use the sword as the needle, Sword Ray as the silk, and weave the sword net."

Han Muye raised his hand, and He Hongsen's sword fell into Han Muye's palm.

"In order to cultivate this sword technique to the extreme, you need to understand the truth of the golden sword technique."

Holding the long sword in his hand, there was a stream of spiritual light in front of Han Muye.

This is the distribution of Spiritual Qi in front of him at this time.

Some of these Spiritual Qi are floating, some are silent, some are more, some are less.

Among them, there is a hint of golden halo, which is the Spiritual Qi of the golden vein.

Heavy metal, not very turbulent.

Han Muye raised his hand, and the long sword in his hand revealed a faint Sword Qi, Sword Ray. There was no fixed sword move, but he just wiped the metallic Spiritual Qi floating in the void and mobilized it.

"Om-"

There is a faint flash of spiritual light on the sword.

The originally clear long sword was dyed with a layer of gold.

"Thorn-"

The long sword swept across, bringing out a golden thread.

He Hongsen widened his eyes and looked at the golden thread.

This is the power that motivates the heavens and the earth, turning it into sword silk.

This sword silk is between Sword intent and Sword Qi, and there is a sense of kendo in it.

When Han Muye released his hand, the sword silk on the long sword shook and turned into the long sword, forming a golden silk thread just above the blood tank.

"When will you wear away the gold thread on this sword, and when will you lead the sword again."

Throwing the long sword back, Han Muye spoke softly.

Holding the long sword that was thrown back tightly, He Hongsen nodded heavily, with a bright look in his eyes.

Han Muye's sword just now, he only understood a little bit.

But at this point, he already felt that he had gained a lot.

With this sword, as long as he understands it thoroughly, he will have the opportunity to condense into a Sword intent!

Jiange Han Elder's random pointers are opportunities, and it's true!

Taking a deep breath, He Hongsen bowed and said solemnly, "Thank you Elder Han for your guidance. He Hongsen will live up to his high hopes."

After speaking, he put the long sword back into its sheath, then took a few steps back and turned to leave.

Seeing He Hongsen who strode away, Han Muye had some emotions in his heart.

In the end, it is still young and energetic.

But think about it, I am not old, although there are a few gray hairs on the temples, but the actual age is still very young.

Haven't found dao company yet.

"Elder Han, your kendo Cultivation Base has become more sophisticated." In front of the sword pavilion, Bai Suzhen in a pink dress came over with a smile on her face.

Walking forward, Bai Suzhen frowned slightly and said, "Senior Brother Han, hasn't your Cultivation Base recovered yet?"

With Hao Ranqi restraint, no one can see through Han Muye's Cultivation Base unless it is the kind of heavenly powerhouse who can sense the power of Heavenly Dao.

At this time, in Bai Suzhen's view, Han Muye only had a faint Spiritual Qi on his body.

This kind of thin Spiritual Qi is probably just the beginning of Peiyuan.

In fact, this is not what Han Muye did on purpose. This trace of Spiritual Qi is the Spiritual Qi effect of the Spiritual Roots that absorbs the surrounding body.

About, the fairy Spiritual Roots is the Spiritual Qi affinity full level.

"Don't worry, shopkeeper Bai, I'm not at Cultivation Base with pill refining." Han Muye said with a calm expression on his face.

Bai Suzhen's face stiffened slightly, then she nodded with a smile.

"Senior Brother Han, I recently saved up some elixir. I wonder if it can be refined into a pill?" Bai Suzhen whispered, "The only thing that is in short supply in the western borders right now is the first-class Medicine Pill."

All the sects in the Western Xinjiang are trying their best to improve their own strength, and now they can't wait to take out the Spirit Stones at the bottom of the box and replace them with various Medicine Pills that improve the Cultivation Base.

The Medicine Pills that Bai Suzhen had saved before have already been snapped up.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be in a hurry to come to Jiange often.

Jiang Ming can also use pill refining, but can the high-quality pills be compared with the top-quality fairy products?

Those large elders would rather pay several times the price to receive the best-quality pills, and would not ask for the high-quality pills.

After all, the potency of the medicine is a little bit worse, and the impact on the improvement of the Cultivation Base later is very different.

The Xumai Dan of Jiu Xuan Jianmen has been extremely popular recently, and has been sought after by various sects. The beard of the elder of Pill Tang, Sun Ce busy, has been burned several times. Isn't it because the Xumai Dan of Jiu Xuan Jianmen is better than other families?

The Xumai Dan launched by Fengling Sword Sect is known as perfect, and its medicinal power is several times thicker than that of Jiu Xuan Xumai Dan.

But its price and effectiveness were completely defeated before the Nine Profound Void Meridian Pill.

The Jiu Xuan Xumai Pill, which sold for more than 100,000 pieces, almost robbed the entire Western Border Void Pill business.

Hearing Bai Suzhen asking herself to pill refining, Han Muye nodded and said, "Storekeeper Bai gave me the elixir. When I Closed Door Training, I can refine Medicine Pill."

These Medicine Pills are refined, not only can they be exchanged for Spirit Stones, but they can also supplement Han Muye's own few Medicine Pill reserves.

Bai Suzhen didn't take out the elixir, but just looked at Han Muye, silent for a moment, and whispered, "Senior Brother Han, if it is difficult for you to recover from Cultivation Base, would you like to follow me to Shangyang Demon Sect?"

Go to Shangyang Demon Sect?

Was it the Demon Sect Sect Leader who summoned Bai Suzhen back?

Han Muye looked at Bai Suzhen with a smile, and said, "Storekeeper Bai, are you going to let me do long-term work for you?"

Bai Suzhen hurriedly said, "No, I..."

Han Muye laughed and shook his head: "I appreciate your kindness."

"As the guardian elder of the sword pavilion, how could I leave Jiuxuan Mountain?"

Bai Suzhen should be kind, after all, Shangyang Demon Sect's current momentum is far more than Jiuxuan Jianmen.

Moreover, Li Mubai is the number one Devil Cultivator in Western Xinjiang, so he might have the means to help Han Muye, who cannot be rehabilitated, in his cultivation.

But Han Muye will not leave Jiu Xuan Shan.

The sword pavilion is the foundation of his practice.

Without the countless long swords in the sword pavilion, the Sword Qi, it would take him how long it would take him to accumulate the greatest Sword Intent.

Without enough Sword Intent support, how can we catch up in the footsteps of the ancient swordsman master Yuan Tianjianzun?

In Han Muye's mind, his own goal is the great cultivator of kendo who roams the western border and even the whole world.

The few heavenly realms in Xijiang are not in his eyes.

"I understand." Bai Suzhen didn't raise her head and said softly, "I'll order someone to bring the elixir."

After speaking, she turned around, her figure flashed, and she disappeared like a cloud.

Han Muye shook his head.

The rich woman's mind is not right.

Fortunately, Han Muye himself has no other ideas, and it is the right way to practice safely in the sword pavilion.

Turning back to the sword pavilion, Han Muye walked to the wooden frame and reached out to hold a long sword.

Sword Qi is poured into the body of the sword, and there is a picture from the long sword.

After waiting for Sword Qi to warm up, he held the long sword and pondered.

Just now, when guiding He Hongsen's swordsmanship, Han Muye had an idea in his mind.

There are countless swords in the sword pavilion, and the disciples who come to lead the sword can only get a good sword by chance.

It was also impossible for him, Han Muye, to choose a sword for every disciple who came to lead the sword.

Gao Changgong, who was sitting in the Jiange at the beginning, chose to let it go.

Whoever can get a suitable sword is a chance.

If the selected sword does not fit, it is not enough luck.

But Han Muye felt that he could do better than Gao Changgong.

When the Jiange Elder, who had eaten soft rice in the Southern Wilderness, returned, he wanted to make him speechless.

With a chuckle, Han Muye took out a blank Jade Slip in his hand, held the long sword in one hand, and flashed aura in his eyes.

On him, a Sword Qi turned into a phantom, and the long sword danced in the phantom's hand, reflecting a set of swordsmanship.

In that Jade Slip, there are also lines of handwriting appearing.

"Jiawu District, No. 5846 Sword Three Forest, the sword is three feet and one inch long, weighs ten catties and eight dollars, the blade is one inch wide, and the ridge is one point thick.

"This sword is suitable for a height of eight feet. The Cultivation Base Qi Condensation First Stage to the Foundation Establishment Third Stage Wood Vein Disciple's Royal Envoy. It is equipped with swordsmanship, broken wood, green leaves, and five flowers are like snow."

"Om-"

The handwriting was frozen, and the Sword Qi phantom around Han Muye also landed on the sword.