Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Fingers touched the hilt of the sword, and messages penetrated directly into Han Muye's mind.

A fine iron epee, the sword is four feet long and weighs eighty pounds.

These heavy swords are not made by tempering, but are cast with abrasive tools and then polished.

This sword is relatively rough, but it is better than the material used. It is high-quality fine iron and is very valuable.

Squinting slightly, Han Muye flashed in front of Han Muye a picture of a big shirtless man wielding a sword.

"My generation is practicing swordsmanship, paying attention to diligence and ability to make up for one's clumsiness."

"Jiu Xuan Sword Gate is inherited from the five veins of gold, wood, water, fire, and soil. One of the veins of earth, swordsmanship, pays attention to thickness and stability."

"Ten thousand swords will be drawn, and the stone will be broken and the mountain will be destroyed."

This big man is Teacher Lin.

"Boom—"

The long sword shattered a piece of bluestone, and Coach Lin grinned.

"I draw my sword thousands of times, soon, when I destroy the mountain with one sword, I will be invincible at the same level."

Xuanyuan swordsmanship, cracking stones.

A profound swordsmanship, destroying mountains.

One Mysterious Swordsmanship is already the highest level swordsmanship practiced by the disciples of the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect.

The two swordsmanships were comprehended, and then a strong breath poured into Han Muye's body, causing him to tremble slightly.

This time, he clearly felt the existence of the power that travels through the meridians of the body.

Is this the spiritual energy of cultivation?

But he didn't practice any exercises at all.

Han Muye clenched his hand holding the hilt of the sword.

"Cough, um, this sword is sinking." Teacher Lin looked at Han Muye's body and said a little nervously.

The next moment, Han Muye raised the long sword with one hand.

With the strange power circulating in his body, Han Muye realized that he didn't need any strength to hold the sword.

The long sword was held high, his back arched slightly, and the force extended forward from under his feet until it reached the edge of the sword.

This is the trick of sword-splitting swordsmanship.

Only with the strength of the whole body can one be able to destroy mountains and crack rocks.

"Well, don't break my sword..." Teacher Lin rubbed his hands together and reminded in a low voice.

"Call—"

Before he could finish speaking, Han Muye had already slashed with a sword.

This sword slashed in the air, causing the wind to scream, causing the new disciples sitting in front to turn pale and subconsciously retreat.

When they came back to their senses, Han Muye had already handed back the long sword.

"Teacher Lin, how is my sword?"

Han Muye cupped his hands.

"This sword..." Instructor Lin hesitated for a while, then nodded and said, "Very good, very good."

He looked at Han Muye and lowered his voice, "What's your name?"

"My name is Han Muye, and I'm a swordsman from the sword pavilion." Han Muye smiled and folded his hands, turned around and left.

That's what this instructor Lin is capable of, and it's useless to stay.

"Sword watcher?"

Instructor Lin was stunned for a moment, until Han Muye was far away, and then he said with a bewildered face: "You can practice 50% of the essence of Xuanyuan swordsmanship by just watching it once. How can such a genius be a sword watcher..."

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Leaving the Chuan Gong Hall, Han Muye went to the Pill Hall.

It seems that the outer door can't learn any real skills. If you want to learn, it is estimated that you should go to the inner door to see.

When I go back, I will ask Huang Laoliu about the situation in the inner door.

Dantang wasn't too close, Han Muye walked for half an hour before he smelled a burning scent mixed with medicine.

Turning around the foot of the mountain, there is a continuous piece of low bamboo buildings, that is Dantang.

Dantang is not built with masonry, because this place is prone to fire.

Built of masonry, rebuilding is too troublesome.

Bamboo building, if it was burnt down and rebuilt, I don't feel bad.

There are already quite a few disciples at the entrance of the Pill Hall, some come to buy pills, and there are also Pill Hall disciples who sell pills.

Han Muye stepped forward to explain his intention, and a Pill Hall disciple wearing a blue-grey robe led him into the bamboo building.

"Which senior has solid pills to sell? This senior wants two solid pills."

Led Lu's alchemy disciples shouted, causing those alchemy disciples who were circling the stove in front of them to raise their heads slightly.

"Solid Pill? That thing is used less, I have never practiced it."

"I don't have a solid pill, do you want a condensed gas pill?"

"Only earth vein disciples need solid pills, and not many people usually buy this pill."

Jiu Xuan Jianmen's five meridian sword cultivators, among which four meridians follow a light and fast path, emphasizing speed and sharpness, only the earth meridian seeks thickness and stability.

Solid pills are generally only available to them.

In this room full of elixir disciples, no one has solid elixir in their hands.

"You want two solid pills? Six spirit stones, I'll help you refine them, how about that?" A female cultivator in blue clothes, who was about 10 years old, raised her head and looked at Han Muye.

This female cultivator, with delicate eyebrows and pure eyes, sat cross-legged like a green lotus.

"Junior sister, you don't always refine solid pills. If you destroy a few more pots of elixir, the gains will outweigh the losses." Someone next to the female cultivator whispered.

"Junior Sister Mu Wan, why are you doing this? Cultivation is about chance. If he can't buy a solid pill, that means the chance hasn't come yet." Not far away, a Taoist in his thirties frowned and said in a deep voice.

Others also spoke up.

"Giggle, then he met me today in alchemy, isn't it a chance?" The female cultivator stood up, raised her hand, and put away the bronze-colored alchemy furnace in front of her.

"Let's go, let's get the elixir."

Holding the pill stove in one hand, the female cultivator beckoned to Han Muye, then walked towards the corridor on the side of the bamboo building.

"My name is Mu Wan, what's your name? Are you a disciple of the earth vein?" As she walked away, the female cultivator spoke.

"Here at Han Muye, it's a swordsman from the sword pavilion." Han Muye said.

"Swordsman?" Mu Wan paused, turned her head, and looked up and down at Han Muye with a strange expression.

"It's said that you sword watchers are aliens in the sect, so there's nothing weird about it."

After whispering a few words, Mu Wan walked forward.

In front of the place is the place to receive the elixir. Mu Wan quickly received nine kinds of elixir for refining solid pills from three furnaces, costing a total of three spirit stones.

"Look, I really don't earn your spirit stones."

Asking Han Muye to help carry the elixir, Mu Wan spoke up again.

"I understand." Han Muye nodded and said softly, "I will buy solid pills from you in the future. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

Hearing his words, Mu Wan laughed and led him to a secluded place.

"Are you here waiting for me to make alchemy, or are you going to look elsewhere?"

Mu Wan sat cross-legged, the Dan Ding floated in front of her, and a flame rose from her left palm.

This is alchemy?

Han Muye took a few steps back curiously and watched Mu Wan make pills.

The flame scorched the elixir furnace, causing the heat in the elixir furnace to rise. At this time, Mu Wan began to put the first elixir into the elixir furnace.

This is a strong elixir that penetrates into the roots of a tree. As soon as it was put into the pill furnace, a bitter taste filled the air.

With one hand, Mu Wan moved the pill furnace to rotate, and with the other hand, she kept throwing various elixir into it.

Some of these elixir are like tree roots, some are grass leaves, and some are directly like **** like bluestone.

The nine kinds of elixir were put into the pill cauldron in different order, and then the flames constantly changed in size and position.

Mu Wan began to rotate the pill furnace carefully. In Han Muye's opinion, this was to make the elixir in it fuse the medicinal power.

"Bang—"

Suddenly, Dan Ding was shocked and made a muffled sound.

Mu Wan's face froze, then she stopped spinning the cauldron with a look of frustration, lifted the lid of the stove, and a burning smell came.

"Sure enough, it was born by hand, and a pot of elixir was wasted."

"If this is scrapped again, I will lose money."

After pouring out the pill dregs, Mu Wan started to make pills again.

Han Muye closed his eyes slightly, and the images flowed in his mind.

Comprehend the technique of mysterious fire alchemy.

Understand the method of refining solid pills.

Opening his eyes, Han Muye suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

"Let's clear the ringworm grass first, otherwise this furnace will still be scrapped."