Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

The next time you lead a sword disciple, as long as it fits with this sword, you can inspire this Sword Qi, cooperate with your own swordsmanship, and continuously improve your swordsmanship practice.

Such a method, although it took a Sword Qi, was able to lead a sword disciple long ago.

For Han Muye, a Sword Qi is nothing more than a sword.

For leading sword disciples, this is a lifetime opportunity.

By the time Yang Mingxuan returned, Han Muye had already filled nearly a hundred long swords with Sword Qi.

Among these swords, there is a phantom that is suitable for practicing swordsmanship.

In Jade Slip, all information about these swords is also recorded.

"Senior Brother Han, these are the Spirit Stones that Elder Sun asked me to bring back."

Yang Mingxuan handed a small box to Han Muye.

Han Muye took it with a smile on his face.

The old man Sun Ce has always been very stingy.

This time, it was generous. Those Medicine Pills sent by the ancestors of the Mu family were exchanged for nearly 100 pieces of top-grade Spirit Stones.

This is a million low-quality Spirit Stones.

"Elder Sun said that Senior Brother Han, you must be in a lot of money now. You even sold these Medicine Pills. He tried his best to raise these Spirit Stones."

Yang Mingxuan said.

Fairly conscientious.

Han Muye felt that in the future, he could send some Medicine Pill to Dantang for Spirit Stones.

Put away the Spirit Stones, Han Muye handed the Jade Slip to Yang Mingxuan.

Yang Mingxuan took it with some doubts, his spiritual sense penetrated, and his eyes widened.

"Senior Brother Han, this, this—"

According to the records in this Jade Slip, it is clear at a glance who is suitable to receive which sword in the sword pavilion.

Such arrangements are simply unimaginable opportunities for those low-level disciples.

"Take your time. When I have time, I will look at all the swords in the sword pavilion." Han Muye turned to look at the full swords and said softly: "In the future, this sword pavilion is the Sacred Land on Jiuxuan Mountain."

Sacred Land.

As long as you come to lead the sword, you will not only get a sword in your hand, but also get the swordsmanship instruction.

Such a place, what is not Sacred Land?

Yang Mingxuan didn't know how to describe his shock for a while.

I only think about practicing with one heart and being able to revive the Mingshan Sword Sect.

But Brother Han has already thought about turning the sword pavilion into a kendo Sacred Land.

Is this the gap between people?

In the end, it is the kendo exiled immortal, such a character is not something that mortals can figure out.

Han Muye turned around and saw Lin Shen and Jiang Ming walking back from outside Jiange.

Both of them were delighted to see Han Muye go out.

"Young master, if you don't go out again, I'll ask you to go out now."

Jiang Ming stepped forward with a smile on his face, lowered his voice and said, "I have received a big business to refine an immortal pill, and the gold master has already urged it several times."

He stretched out his palm with a smile on his face: "Five million Spirit Stones, the quintessential elixir of sixth rank, an immortal product."

The quintessential elixir is the Ninth Stage of Kaishen, which can be swallowed when preparing to condense the Gold Core, which can increase the quality of the Golden Core.

In the same Golden Core period, some people's Gold Cores are real Gold Cores, and some people's Gold Cores are not as good as Kaishen.

The reason for this is just how strong the spiritual power of Gold Core practitioners is.

The stronger the cohesion of the soul in the enlightenment period, the thicker the cohesion of the Gold Core.

The pure magic pill is to refine the soul again before condensing the Gold Core.

This Medicine Pill used to require about 500,000 Spirit Stones.

If it is a high-quality product, it can be sold for about 800,000 to one million.

For a high-grade Medicine Pill, the effect of the quality difference on the price is not so outrageous.

The price has doubled, which is already extremely expensive.

For the best, there are at most two million Spirit Stones.

At this price, Xianpin will not reach 5 million Spirit Stones.

To be able to take out 5 million Spirit Stones to refine a pure magic pill is really a big gold master.

"Young master, I don't know, the medicine pill market in Xijiang has fluctuated a lot recently. Major sectors are stocking up on medicine pills, and the prices of almost all medicine pills have skyrocketed."

Han Muye was slightly taken aback by Jiang Ming's words.

Then, with a weird face, he took Yang Mingxuan to Dantang to exchange the name and number of Spirit Stones' Medicine Pill.

Jiang Ming calculated and said a price.

One and a half million Spirit Stones.

Just now, I was moved by the fact that Sun Ce gave me one million Spirit Stones.

As a result, people changed hands and made a profit of 500,000 Spirit Stones.

Han Muye felt that the old man Sun Ce was just like Patriarch Tao Ran, and his popularity was not good.

Jiang Ming will go down the mountain tomorrow, make an appointment, and wait for Han Muye to take pill refining.

The five million Spirit Stones business must not be lost.

The practitioners of the Ninth Stage, who are enlightened by others, will definitely not dare to come to Jiuxuan Mountain.

Although Jiu Xuan Jianmen is not an evil sect, there is no reason for the situation to come and go at will.

After finalizing the pill refining business, Han Muye looked at the three people in front of him, raised his hand, and three pale gold Medicine Pills appeared in the palm of his hand.

"This is the Medicine Pill that can change the qualifications of practice."

With a solemn expression on his face, Han Muye said in a low voice, "Swallow it directly, don't tell outsiders."

Medicine Pill that can change qualifications!

Han Muye's words changed all three of them.

Yang Mingxuan's aptitude for cultivation was not good at first. His father spent a lot of time trying to find a treasure to change his aptitude. Naturally, he knew how precious a Medicine Pill that could change the aptitude of a practitioner was.

As for Jiang Ming, he is Dan Xiu, and he is more aware of the value of such Medicine Pills. In the entire Western Xinjiang, such Medicine Pills cannot be found.

Lin Shen may not know how much this Medicine Pill is worth, but he went with Han Muye to pick gold lotus seeds, and learned from the monk that such treasures are not something he can get.

However, none of the three refused, they took the Medicine Pill and went to swallow the refining.

The rules in the sword pavilion, the reward from Senior Brother Han, and the next.

One night of practice, goodbye to the three, Han Muye can perceive the difference in the three.

A faint Sword intent appeared on Yang Mingxuan's body, and his whole person was more like a long sword.

Jiang Ming's bearing is much more calm, and it seems that the impetuousness of Rogue Cultivators is less.

As for Lin Shen, standing there like a rock.

"Congratulations, Coach Lin, your swordsmanship, which has drawn thousands of swords, has finally come to fruition."

Han Muye said with a smile in his eyes.

The mastery of swordsmanship is the mastery of Sword intent.

Although the previous Lin Shen was strong in combat, it was the power of a great cultivator.

Only at this time, his own Sword Intent is complete, and with this swordsmanship, he can fight against the peak of Qishen.

Now Lin Shen is qualified to fight with the Half Step Heaven Realm.

Although the fusion of jade bones is not enough, it is still difficult to defeat the Half Step Heaven Realm, but his own combat power can be regarded as a strong player in the Gold Core overhaul.

In the Nine Profound Sword Sect, Zhao Pu, Lin Shen's peer, is still the third Fourth Stage.

There are not many other elites who have the power to enlighten the gods.

Lin Shen is already a leader among his peers.

"These are all given by you." Lin Shen bowed to Han Muye and said solemnly, "Lin Shen understands in his heart."

Han Muye reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

Coach Lin is upright and upright, and he has his own perseverance in his heart.

"We in the sword pavilion are of one mind and don't need to care about these foreign objects."

Han Muye glanced at Lin Shen and Jiang Ming with a proud expression on his face.

"My sword pavilion will definitely be famous in the Western Borders, famous in Tianxuan, and become the Sacred Land in the hearts of swordsmen in the world."

Yesterday, he said that the sword pavilion would become the Sacred Land of the Nine Profound Sword Gate.

Today, he said that the sword pavilion will become the world sword repair Sacred Land.

It's not that he's arrogant.

If you want to become a powerful figure beyond Yuan Tianjianzun, you don't even have the ability to create a sword repair Sacred Land, so how can you compete with Yuan Tianjianzun?

Hearing Han Muye's words, whether it was Yang Mingxuan or Lin Shen, expressions of excitement flashed across their faces.

Brother Han's heart is so big!

When Jiang Ming knew that Han Muye was going to open up business in Zhongzhou, he was already stunned.

At this point, numbness.

If you can come up with a magic pill that can improve your qualifications by three grades overnight, and you don't hesitate to give it to your own person, why not follow it?

Since Han Muye wants to build a Kendo Sacred Land, he will do his best to help.

"Young master, don't worry, Jiang Ming will do his best to serve the son." Jiang Ming bowed and spoke in a deep voice.

"Die for Senior Brother." Yang Mingxuan and Lin Shen also bowed.

Han Muye laughed, waved his hand, and said lightly as he walked outside the sword pavilion, "Do your own thing."

Lin Shen raised their heads, looked at each other, and nodded.

Han Muye left Jiange and went to the Jianmen Library.

In the past, he rarely went to the library, because most of the books in the library were useless to him.

Now he goes to the library to look at it because he wants to find books that can increase his Confucianism and Taoism.

Along the way, all the disciples of Jianmen bowed with excitement.

Jiange Han Elder, for the righteousness of the world, slaying demons with one sword, exhausting the Cultivation Base.

Under the deliberate propaganda of Jiu Xuan Jianmen, the current Han Muye has become the benchmark of Jiu Xuan Jianmen.

In the minds of Xijiang Xiu practitioners, Jiu Xuan Sword Gate has also become a sect of great honor and dignity.

For the past half month, at the gate of Jiuxuan Mountain, a large number of young people have come to apprentice every day.

Han Muye returned the salute with a smile, while flying to the library.

When he went to the library, the deacon Elder who received him was also ardent.

Help him arrange a secluded place, and deliver all the books he needs by hand.

"Senior Brother Han, according to what you said, I will send you all the books you might use."

The Huafa old man in gray robe held a thick stack of books and carefully placed them on the long table in front of Han Muye.

"There is Junior Brother Lau Cui."

Han Muye whispered. This old man named Cui Helian is the deacon Elder who manages the library, and the Cultivation Base is at the Golden Core Fourth Stage.

"It's right to help Senior Brother Han." Cui Helian looked at Han Muye with a complicated look on his face.

From his point of view, Han Muye at this time had an ordinary aura, with only a faint aura shrouded in it. Cultivation Base was just a beginner.

Clearly, the road to rebuilding is not going well.

Most practitioners who want to retrain will have various cognitive impairments.

So Brother Han wants to collect Confucian and Taoist classics and convert to Confucianism and Taoism?

Cui Helian sighed in his heart.

If Confucianism and Taoism were so well practiced, there would be no Confucianism and Taoism in Western Xinjiang.

"Senior brother, do you want to cultivate Confucianism and Taoism?" Looking at Han Muye, Cui Helian whispered.

Han Muye nodded without denying it.

"Senior brother, there is no inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism in Western Xinjiang." Cui Helian pointed to those books and said, "These books are not capable of cultivating Confucianism and Taoism."

"Confucianism and Taoism are important in order."

"Western Xinjiang does not have the imperial order of Zhongzhou, so it will be difficult to cultivate Confucianism and Daoism."

Hearing his words, Han Muye raised his eyebrows and said, "Junior Brother Cui has studied Confucianism and Taoism?"

Cui Helian nodded with a wry smile on his face: "I started studying Confucianism and Taoism when I was stagnant at Cultivation Base for a while."

"Unfortunately, thirty years of nothing."

What practitioners fear most is the stagnation of their practice.

Once it cannot be improved, it means that it has encountered a bottleneck, or the upper limit of its own qualifications and other aspects has been reached.

Without great opportunity, there is no hope of breakthrough in this life.

With a light sigh, Cui Helian shook his head and said, "Actually, I'm pretty good. I have a collection of books in this library. I read books every day, write and sharpen my mind."

"Even if you can't cultivate Confucianism and Taoism, you can still have thoughts."

"In the world of practice, how many practitioners have no way of promotion, and finally set foot on Devil Dao, or even..."

He didn't go on.

Even become an evil cultivator, an unscrupulous demon.

Why does evil practice continue?

Why are those demons able to deceive practitioners?

It is because there are too many people who have no way to practice in this world of practice.

As long as you have the opportunity to improve, have the opportunity to go further, and pay the price you think you can pay, what is it?

Han Muye also understands this.

It's him, if he really can't cultivate, he might also think of crooked ideas.

Not to mention those who have practiced for countless years and see their path cut off?

"Don't disturb senior brother's reading." Cui Helian smiled and cupped his hands and walked out of the quiet room.

Watching him go out, Han Muye set his eyes on the book in front of him.

Reach out and gently open these books.

These are not Cultivation Techniques, but various travel notes and records of Jianmen seniors in the past.

Many of these insights and experiences are very helpful to Han Muye.

Opening the book, the words flowed, and pictures appeared in his mind.

There are long swords on their backs, slender swords roaring across the world, and there are strong men who have wasted years and finally realize the Tao.

These seniors are either free and easy, eclectic, or have swordsmanship in their hearts, act like swords, and act vigorously and resolutely.

Looking at these books is like savoring the life of each kendo master.

The red dust spell in Han Muye's divine treasure turned into a pale golden peach blossom, the petals swayed, and the golden light gathered the aura of the divine treasure, making it more condensed.

Han Muye didn't read all the books at once.

He only read a few books and closed them with satisfaction.

Greed is not bad.

There is ample time.

Confucianism and Taoism are the cultivation of the mind.

Walking out of the quiet room, Cui Helian greeted him with a smile.

"Senior brother, can you get something?"

Han Muye nodded and said, "It's a good harvest."

Gained a lot?

Can really gain?

Seeing Han Muye leave behind, Choi Hyuk's expression changed.

He hurriedly turned around and got into the quiet room to flip through the books Han Muye had just read.

He wanted to see if there were really Confucian and Taoist practices in these books.

Ordinarily, Han Muye wouldn't lie to him.

...

Han Muye, who walked out of the library, did not return to the sword pavilion, but turned and walked towards the nearby Sect.

Sect is more lively than ever.

There are many more elite disciples.

These disciples who have gone through the battle with Fengling Sword Sect, the bloody battle on Fengshou Mountain, and the battle of Yunchao Ridge have a dignified aura and a deep kendo Cultivation Base.

Sure enough, only fighting is the only way to grow a sword cultivator.

Although there are many people in the secret place, there are very few people who are familiar with Han Muye.

Li San went to Zhongzhou, and Lu Shi fell.

Song Qi who came back was taciturn, Qi Shisan and the others were also Closed Door Training.

After a trip to the spiritual land, Han Muye felt a little more lost.

"Hehe, cultivation, that's how it is."

Zhang Zhihe, the retired elder who came behind Han Muye at some unknown time, spoke softly.

"Look at our generation, now there are no one in a hundred."

"Those who traveled with us back then fell, left, betrayed, and even..."

Even what, Zhang Zhihe didn't say, but Han Muye understood.

Even if he made his own shot, he cut off the opponent's path and his life.

Cultivation, fighting with heaven and earth, fighting with enemies, sometimes, don’t you also have to fight with fellow students and friends?

"You see that there are so many people in the spiritual land now, and they will be sparse in a few days."

Zhang Zhihe spoke softly and looked into the distance: "When we go to the Fire Origin Realm, when we return, I don't know how many people there are."

I don't know how many people came back.

Cultivation is not travel, the experience there is to fight for life.

Han Muye nodded.

Sword repair, that's it.

Returning to the Jiange from the spiritual ground, Han Muye opened the formation and went straight to the first floor of the Jiange.

There, is the real core position of Jiange.

As soon as he entered the ground floor, the small black sword stuck in the hair above Han Muye's head began to vibrate.

On it, the space power radiated out, and began to mend the gaps that seemed to have appeared around.

The power of the sealing order was originally used to seal the void passage.

Reaching out and holding the small sword, Han Muye could feel the space power absorbed by the small sword before, blending with the space power here.

In Xiaojian, the beacon of the space channel is activated here.

In this small sword, there are now two road signs.

One is to lead to the fire source realm, and the other is to open the passage here, leading to the realm of unknown place.

Now, as long as Han Muye stimulates the space power in the small sword and pulls the beacon, he can leave the Profound Sky World.

However, Han Muye did not do this, but inserted the small sword back into the hair.

With his current strength, he is still far from the point where he can leave the Profound Sky World and run rampant.

Looking up, he looked at a group of auras placed on the wooden frame in front of him.

Before, it was an umbrella.

Black iron umbrella, worn out.

"Hey, there's another Magic Treasures here?"

Daoist Daoist's voice sounded with surprise.

"I said, how rich is your net worth?"

Daoist's figure appeared before the aura, he looked carefully, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

"Unfortunately, the tool spirit has dissipated."

He said it was a pity, and his face was clearly relaxed.

Obviously, Magic Treasures without artifact are not qualified to compete with him for the first Magic Treasures in Han Muye's hands.

Zhao Yunlong is very knowledgeable and does not fight.

The Daoyuan Cauldron Spirit has been swallowed.

The Magic Treasures in front of him also have no artifact.

Turning his head, Daoist glanced at Han Muye.

This guy has a good chance, right?

Why are all the treasures his?

Do you really want to recognize him as the master?

Is this a fateful encounter?

Han Muye didn't break Daoist Daoist's mind, he took a step forward and reached out to hold the aura.

The aura vibrated and turned into a sapphire Ruyi Scepter.

On the jade Ruyi Scepter, which is one foot three inches long, the spiritual light is warm and the halo is soft, and the spiritual patterns on it are interlaced, which is pleasing to the eye.

Holding the Ruyi Scepter, a Spiritual Qi was poured into it, and there was a vibrating sound from the Ruyi Scepter, and then it slowly transformed.

Sometimes big and sometimes small.

It will be long and short.

Sometimes it turns into a long sword, sometimes it turns into a short spear.

Sometimes it is a folding fan, sometimes it is a big bow.

A magic formula appeared in Han Muye's treasure.

"Ruyi Scepter Ruyi Scepter, as I wish..."