Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

On Jiuxuan Mountain, the five-ring bell has not rang for many years!

"Boom—"

A thousand-zhang golden sword light rushed through the clouds and washed away the sky.

"Boom—"

Another cyan sword gas turned into a cloud of smoke, covering the world.

"Boom—"

Jianguang, condensed into a huge tree shadow of thousands of meters, stands on the top of Jiuxuan Mountain.

The power of the three supreme elders!

In an instant, Jiuxuan Mountain was thousands of miles in diameter, and the aura exploded, and endless sword qi was criss-crossed!

Each of these is the condensed sword intent of a powerful person!

Looking out from the Jiange window, Han Muye couldn't even count how many sword lights soared into the sky.

This is the foundation of the Western Border Sect!

"The fire elder Su Yuan and his accompanying disciples were trapped in Luyuan Mountain, thousands of miles away. Please ask Senior Brother Gao Changgong of the Sword Pavilion to rescue him."

"The three Supreme Elders traveled thousands of miles from Jiuxuan Mountain to meet them."

In the sky, the Sect Master's voice came, without the slightest emotion.

Yujian Wanli.

Han Muye looked back at Elder Jiange.

Elder Jiange stood up and pointed to the seat behind the long table.

"If I don't come back, here, you sit."

After speaking, without waiting for Han Muye to reply, he moved and rushed out of the third-floor window of the Jiange Pavilion.

"Gao Changgong takes orders."

The voice of the elder Jiange was very soft.

Then, his body turned into a blood-colored long sword.

The sword light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

The sword light was magnificent, causing a whistling.

The sword light was fierce, and as soon as it appeared, it took away the halo of countless sword lights in Jiu Xuan Mountain.

"Boom—"

A sword flies away, and the waves are raging!

All the swords on Jiuxuan Mountain vibrated, and the wafting sword energy was collected by the blood-colored sword light, and it could become a great sword of thousands of feet, piercing the sky, all the way to the east!

Three swords of light followed, flying thousands of miles away.

The roar, rolling like thunder, shook the world.

"That's it, great cultivator..."

On the third floor of the sword pavilion, Han Muye raised his head and looked into the distance, whispering softly.

This is the world of the great monk!

One day, I will be able to transform myself into a sword like this, and escape thousands of miles in one breath!

Jiuxuan Mountain has not been moved for many years, and when it moves, the sky and the earth are torn apart!

It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that all the sword energy on Jiuxuan Mountain slowly fell silent.

Looking at the sword weapon still on the wooden stand, Han Muye turned around and left.

When he went downstairs, Huang Laoliu had already returned.

It's just that when he sat behind the long desk, his eyes were a little straight.

"Sixth brother?"

Han Muye's voice awakened Huang Lao Liu.

"Ah, oh, oh." Huang Laoliu turned his head to look at Han Muye, his eyes were stunned for a moment, and then he moved.

No need for Han Muye to ask, he had already squeezed a smile on his face and spoke in a low voice.

"Sister Ping and the others are going to participate in the trial mission of destroying demons, and they can't leave for a while."

"We made an appointment to return to Jinyang after the mission is over."

"At least three or two years. At that time, I could almost be a sword watcher for ten years and become a deacon."

Huang Laoliu's face had a little more blush, and there was also a look in his eyes.

"I remember that when I become a deacon, I can choose whether to stay in Jiuxuan Mountain or go out to guard the mundane world."

"When I become a deacon, I will apply for an expatriate assignment."

In the eyes of Huang Laoliu, there is a longing and longing for the future.

"Come on, Sixth Brother, just wipe your saliva." Han Muye joked with a smile.

"Lipstick? No, I already wiped it..." Huang Laoliu quickly rubbed his face with his hands and rubbed it a few times before he stopped and stared at Han Muye.

Han Muye shook his head with a smile, and then said in a low voice, "Elder Jiange has gone thousands of miles away to rescue Elder Su Yuan of Huomai."

"Yeah." Huang Laoliu nodded, with a much more solemn expression on his face.

"On Jiuxuan Mountain, the fastest escaping person is probably the elder Jiange who is flying with his sword."

"I don't know what force made the move, but the elders of the Jiange Pavilion were actually asked to save the siege."

Huang Laoliu sighed softly and said in a low voice, "Although Elder Jiange has the might of a sword in the heavenly realm, it is only one sword."

No one is willing to face this sword.

But it doesn't mean that no one will work hard.

Take your life for a sword.

Thinking of the half-jug of wine that Jiange Elder gave him, Huang Laoliu had a complicated expression on his face.

The elder of the sword pavilion was also a sword watcher.

One Sword Heaven Realm.

After a sword, he is a mortal.

Han Muye looked outside the sword pavilion, and was a little dazed for a while.

Which force is besieging Elder Su Yuan and his party, I am afraid only the high-level officials of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect know.

The saber of the elders of the Three Qin Sword Sect said that Su Yuan's blazing prairie was a forbidden technique, and he was bound to die.

Could it be related to this?

Tuobacheng went down the mountain, otherwise he might have known the reason clearly.

Among the other elders, Han Muye only knew one elder, Su Liang, who only made alchemy and didn't care about anything else.

After thinking about it, he didn't know who to look for for news.

The sect master knows, is it possible to ask the sect master?

If you don't get any news, just wait.

Fortunately, Huang Laoliu won't go down the mountain for the time being, which is good news among all the news.

At the gate of Jiange, Lu Gao was still grinning at the encouragement of the suzerain.

Huang Laoliu sat behind the long case, dazed from time to time.

Han Muye returned to the quiet room.

In front of him, two jade bottles appeared in front of him.

Uncovering the small jade bottle, one of the blue-black medicinal pills flashed with a halo.

Three faint lines were intertwined on the medicinal pill.

This is the third-grade pill, and it is the rarest pill that can change one's aptitude among the third-grade pills.

Holding this pill, Han Muye was shocked.

"Don't thank me."

"If you want to thank me, I will thank Senior Brother Gao for cultivating you."

This is what the Sect Master told him.

Today, the sect master came to find Elder Jiange and asked him to rescue Elder Su Yuan.

But if it's just a rescue, why would the elders of the sword pavilion say the words of breaking the sword?

He chose to sacrifice for the sect.

Then, in exchange, is this pill?

Yes, maybe not.

But this pill must also be part of the exchange.

Spreading out his hands, Han Muye took a deep breath.

What's the use of thinking more?

With his own strength, can he help a strong man like Elder Jiange?

Improve your cultivation, increase your strength!

At the entrance of the medicinal pill, a cold bitterness filled the air.

The bitterness penetrated into the body and began to flow along the meridians.

Han Muye felt that there was a short knife running through the meridians.

The pain at this moment is countless times deeper than absorbing sword energy into the body.

This is the pain you have to endure to change your aptitude and change your life against the sky?

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Gritting his teeth, Han Muye felt the pain of tearing and tearing through the muscles and veins all over his body faster and faster.

Really useful!

This speed of travel is much faster than the speed at which he carried spiritual energy before!

Hundred Interests.

The potency of the medicine has not diminished.

The quality of this elixir is still beyond Han Muye's imagination.

It was only when the tea was served that the medicinal power turned into nothingness.

"Eighth-rank qualifications, even seventh-rank!"

Feeling the speed and loss of the spiritual energy passing through the meridians, Han Muye's eyes showed joy.

The increase in the speed of the spiritual energy and the reduction in the loss made him realize the importance of aptitude.

With the same amount of spiritual energy, he now takes half as much time to absorb and carry it.

And the loss is much smaller than before.

No wonder all the sects place so much importance on cultivation qualifications.

The resources consumed by a ninth-grade qualification will be several times that of an eight-grade qualification, and dozens of times, or even hundreds of times, of a seventh-grade sixth-grade qualification.

However, the speed of aura transporting and traveling is too slow, and the consumption is too much. It will really be impossible for countless years to accumulate the aura of the foundation building realm.

Qualification of the ninth grade, one cannot build a foundation in a lifetime, it is not a lie.

Fortunately, Han Muye is no longer a ninth-rank qualification.

"If you increase your qualifications by one or two rank, you can have such a change."

"If you can get that golden lotus seed and raise your aptitude to the extreme, the heaven will not be the end!"

Han Muye whispered in his mouth, reached out and opened another jade bottle, and poured out all the five medicinal pills in it.

An elixir that enhances the cultivation level of the Primordial Stage.

His current aura cultivation base is the third level of the Peiyuan period.

Can these five medicinal pills push his cultivation to the eighth level?