Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Walking slowly to the second floor of the sword 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 elder Jiange 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, the elder Jiange's expression did not change, he raised his hand to take the long sword, he did not draw the sword, he 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 Era Saber, 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.

"Then Luo Tian was the same as Su Yang when he chose the sword, he always took the sword straight away."

Han Muye handed over the task book in his hand and said, "Also, this task book is also strange. It's 80,000 miles to go to the Fierce Demon Valley. Not to mention the journey back and forth, with Luo Tian's cultivation base, I'm afraid I won't be able to hunt down demon foxes."

Since it is possible to become a demon, one must cultivate demonic energy, so at least it is the period of condensing energy.

The demon fox is a supernatural being among the demon beasts. The Great Elder of Lie Yao Valley was born in the demon fox family.

Luo Tian Xiuwei is only in the period of condensing energy. It makes no sense to kill the demon fox in the chaotic Lie Yao Valley and return from 80,000 miles away within a month.

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

"You are very careful."

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

The elder Jiange raised his hand to hold the long sword, and said lightly, "There are some things that you don't need to know too much for now."

"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 the 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 if you practice high enough, you can see more things after the delusion."

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

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

After sitting at the long desk, Han Muye thought about what the elders of the Jiange Pavilion had said.

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

Maybe the elder knew the secret of this sword, but he just didn't tell 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 hurt a few disciples inside and outside of the Sword Sect at most.

In the eyes of the elders, Qin Yuanhe, who killed Zhou Yan, the deacon of Jianzhan Hall, and killed thirteen disciples, is still at ease. What is the matter of this sword?

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

These secrets, only one who has been a sword watcher for ten years and became a deacon of the sword pavilion can be qualified to know.

Han Muye shook his head.

How long has it been since he came to Jiange?

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

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

Spreading out his palm, Han Muye looked at a small bronze sword less than three inches in his palm.

This was given to him by the elders of the sword pavilion.

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

In Jianmen, this object is not allowed to be shown to anyone who is not an elder.

There is nothing unusual about this sword, and it is difficult to infuse the sword energy. Perhaps it is really just an identity certificate.

Slowly closing his eyes, the sword intent in Han Mu's wild aura trembled slightly.

Only when he felt the tumbling of these sword intents would 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, letting the sword qi wandering around his body perfuse 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 energy 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 burden, and inside it were fifteen clear spiritual stones.

It doesn't have the brilliance of high-grade spirit stones, but it is much more aura than low-grade spirit stones.

For middle-grade spirit stones, each piece is considered a hundred low-grade spirit stones, and these fifteen pieces are 1,500 low-grade spirit stones.

Huang Laoliu spent seven years in the Jiange, so I'm afraid that's all.

"Tomorrow, 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 back to you later."

Han Muye smiled, took the package, and said, "Sixth brother, did you collect all your wives?"

"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 been practicing for less than ten years, and with another good sword, the opportunity is great. some."

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

Speaking, 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 around and returned to the quiet room.

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

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The next morning, Han Muye got up very 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 magic talisman can run like a fly when you stick it on your legs.

This thing is not too expensive, after all, at the fifth or sixth level of Peiyuan, you can take a step of ten feet, as fast as a galloping horse.

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

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

The talisman paper is saved.

"Senior Sister Lu, let me drive the car. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Han Muye stepped forward to say hello.

Lu Qingping did not refuse, let go of 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.

Huang Laoliu has carefully explained the location of Fangshi many times.

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

"It won't be long," Han Muye swung his whip and said loudly, "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.

Conversed with Han Muye in a gentle tone.

Most of them talked about Huang Lao Liu.

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

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

"Back then, 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 auspicious clouds."

Han Muye knew about this.

Which young man doesn't want to wear a golden armor in front of his beloved, step on auspicious clouds, look at her with a phoenix crown, and smile shyly?

Which young man 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 avenue.