Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Walking slowly to the second floor of the Jiange Pavilion, Han Muye held the sword in one hand and the task book in the other, and said loudly, "Disciple Han Muye, please see the Elder."

On the third floor, there was a soft "um".

Han Muye strode up to the third floor, and the Jiange Elder, who was sitting cross-legged, looked up at him.

"What's the matter?"

Han Muye bowed and handed out the long sword in his hand: "Elder, this sword is a bit evil."

Hearing his words, Jiange Elder's expression did not change, he raised his hand to take the long sword, and did not draw the sword, just placed it on the wooden table in front of him, and then looked at Han Muye.

"Tell me, how did you find out that this sword is evil."

Han Muye was busy holding this sword before it was the sword of the Era, and then Su Yang took it away and was sent back, and the sword seemed to be able to quietly enter the quiet room of the sword watcher. All kinds of strange things were said.

"Then Luo Tian is the same as Su Yang when he chooses the sword, he always takes the sword straight away."

Han Muye handed over the task book in his hand and said: "Also, this task book is strange. It's 80,000 miles to go to Lieyao Valley. Not to mention the round-trip distance, with Luotian Cultivation Base, I'm afraid I won't be able to hunt down demon foxes."

Since they can become monsters, they must have cultivated Monster Qi, which is at least the Qi Condensation period.

Demonic foxes are even more intelligent than Demonic Beasts. The elder of the Demonic Beasts was born in the Demonic Fox family.

Luo Tian's Cultivation Base is only in the Qi Condensation period. It doesn't make sense to kill the demon fox in the chaotic Lie Yao Valley and return from 80,000 miles away within a month.

Jiange Elder nodded, looking at Han Muye with a hint of appreciation.

"You are very thoughtful."

"Also, you can keep this sword in the sword pavilion, and your heart is not bad."

Jiange Elder raised his hand to hold the long sword, and then said lightly: "There are some things that you don't need to know too much for the time being."

"If you can watch the sword in the sword pavilion for ten years, I will tell you what you should know."

After speaking, he caressed the long sword with his hand, narrowed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "You just need to know that the sword pavilion is not just as simple as hiding the sword."

Standing up, he put his long sword on the wooden frame behind him.

On the wooden frame, there is also a black sword with a sheath.

"Practice the sword raising art well. Only when you practice high enough, can you see more things behind the blindness."

The Jiange Elder looked back at Han Muye, with endless depth in his eyes.

...

By the time Han Muye went downstairs, Huang Laoliu had no idea where he had gone.

After sitting at the long desk, Han Muye pondered what the Sword Pavilion Elder had said.

This is the world of practice, and all kinds of weird things are possible.

Maybe Elder knew the secret of this sword, but he just didn't say it.

The strangeness of this sword is not a big deal in the eyes of the strong swordsmen and the elders of the sword pavilion.

That's right, this sword can only kill a few Inner Sect Outer Sect disciples at most.

From the Elder's point of view, Qin Yuanhe, who killed Jian Zhantang deacon Zhou Yan and killed thirteen disciples, was still at ease. What was the matter with this sword?

And this sword seems to be related to some secrets of the sword pavilion.

These secrets, only after ten years of sword watching and becoming a sword pavilion deacon, can you be qualified to know.

Han Muye shook his head.

How long has he been in the sword pavilion?

Fortunately, Huang Laoliu has been a sword watcher for seven years. When he has been a swordsman for ten years, he will be able to know the secrets of various sword pavilions.

When the time comes to ask Huang Laoliu, I believe he will not hide it.

Spreading out his palm, Han Muye looked at a small bronze sword that was less than three inches in the palm of his hand.

This is the sword pavilion elder handed over to own.

It is said that the official disciple of the Jiange can only rely on this letter.

In Sword Gate, this object is not allowed to be shown to anyone other than the Elder.

There is nothing unusual about this sword, and Sword Qi is also difficult to pour into it, perhaps it is really just an identity certificate.

Slowly closing his eyes, the Sword intent in Han Muye Qi Sea trembled slightly.

Only when he felt the tumbling of these Sword intents could he feel at peace.

strength.

Without enough power, in the eyes of the strong, they are just dispensable ants.

Han Muye gritted his teeth lightly, and let the wandering Sword Qi infuse his body, condensing it into bones.

He didn't want to become an insignificant existence in the eyes of the elders like those low-level disciples. A faint Sword Qi filled his body, causing the swords on the first floor to vibrate softly.

...

When Huang Laoliu returned to the Jiange, it was close to closing the door.

He was carrying a small burden and looked rather sneaky.

"That, Brother Han." Huang Laoliu untied the small bag, which contained fifteen pieces of clear Spirit Stones.

Not as bright as the top-grade Spirit Stones, but much richer than the low-grade Spirit Stones Spiritual Qi.

Mid-grade Spirit Stones, each piece is considered a hundred pieces of low-grade, and these fifteen pieces are 1,500 pieces of low-grade Spirit Stones.

Huang Laoliu has been in the Jiange for seven years, which is probably all.

"Tomorrow, you help Pingmei choose a good sword." Huang Laoliu pushed those Spirit Stones in front of Han Muye, and lowered his voice: "If it's not enough, you can help me first, and I'll save it for you later."

Han Muye smiled, took the package, and said, "Sixth brother, did you collect all the wife's book?"

"Isn't it? I even--" Huang Laoliu paused slightly, his face flushed, and he waved his hand: "It's okay, it's not for your sixth sister-in-law, after all, she has only practiced for less than ten years, and with an extra sword, the opportunity bigger."

"I can win a few more games in this gathering, fight for some reputation, and get some resource rewards. It will be very beneficial to practice in the future."

Saying that, he stretched out his hand and patted Han Muye's arm, then sighed: "Brother, you don't know, sixth brother, my heart is warm."

Han Muye laughed and said while carrying the package, "Okay, if it's not enough, I'll go out and take Zhou Suili for my eldest nephew."

After speaking, Han Muye turned back to the quiet room.

"What big nephew, this is not paid..." Huang Lao Liu's face flashed red, and he grinned slyly.

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The next morning Han Muye woke up early.

It wasn't that he had to get up early, it was Huang Laoliu who brought breakfast in front of him and urged him to get up.

Huang Laoliu not only delivered breakfast, but also handed two yellow talismans to Han Muye.

The divine rune can run like a fly when you stick it on your legs.

This thing is not too expensive, after all, the Peiyuan Five Sixth Stage can take a step of ten feet, as fast as a galloping horse.

Those who need to use this talisman are only low-level practitioners.

After collecting the talisman and leaving the Jiange, when Han Muye arrived at the mountain gate, Lu Qingping, who was driving a carriage, was already waiting there.

Paper is saved.

"Senior Sister Lu, let me drive the car."

Han Muye stepped forward to say hello.

Lu Qingping didn't refuse, put down the reins, and said with a smile, "Then there is Junior Brother Laohan."

Han Muye got into the carriage and drove the carriage down the mountain.

The location of the square market Huang Laoliu has carefully explained many times.

"Junior Brother Han, how long have you been in Jiange?" Lu Qingping, who was sitting in the carriage, leaned against the door frame and asked.

"It won't be long," Han Muye said loudly, shaking his whip, "It's all the sixth brother to take care of."

Lu Qingping nodded and said softly, "Indeed, Brother Zhenxiong is kind and easy to get along with."

Although Lu Qingping is an elite disciple of Qingfengguan Inner Sect, she is not arrogant.

Talk to Han Muye in a soft tone.

Most of the two of them talked about Huang Lao Liu.

When Lu Qingping talked about the time when he and Huang Laoliu and the others were seeking to be included in the practice Sect, there was a lot of embarrassment on the face.

"Brother Zhenxiong is a person with a firm personality."

"At the beginning, he didn't stay in Qingfengguan as a handyman disciple, he just didn't want to be left behind."

"When he left Qingfengguan, he told me that he would one day become a powerhouse in the realm of heaven."

"At that time, he didn't know what a heavenly powerhouse was."

"He only knows that the realm of the sky can fly to the sky and the ground, and step on the auspicious clouds."

This matter, Han Muye knows.

Which young man is unwilling to put on a golden armor in front of his beloved, step on auspicious clouds, look at her with a phoenix crown, and smile shyly?

Which boy doesn't have a sweet dream that he doesn't want to wake up from?

Leaning on the door frame of the carriage, Lu Qingping looked up at the clouds in the sky, and then said in a low voice, "Junior Brother Han, how long can Brother Zhenxiong live?"

Han Muye pulled the reins in his hand, and the running carriage stopped on the road.