Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 211 Going to Qingmang Mountain (13)

The Sword King of Daxue Mountain, when he first suppressed the Snow Demon Clan, he traveled 100,000 li with one sword and killed 30,000 Snow Demons.

One sword and one mountain, and the ten thousand zhang snow mountain collapsed with one sword.

Didn't expect such a strong man in the world to come from Xijiang?

With a long laugh, the monk was surrounded by the Buddha's light, and stepped into the void of hundreds of feet.

It wasn't until Han Muye and the others left that the dry magma lake changed from silence to noisy noise in an instant.

Who is this person who cut through a hundred miles of mountains with a single sword?

The complexions of the practitioners of Zhaoling Daomen all changed from red to white.

This sword was exactly the same as Tuoba Cheng's sword in Lie Yaogu.

From the Nine Profound Sword Gate, another swordsman came out!

And such a strong man, it seems, is still the guardian of Immortal Han Han?

He Huangyi looked back into the distance.

This is the real gap?

The gap between Zhaoling Daomen and Jiuxuanjianmen, the gap between himself and the number one young person in Xijiang...

His eyes fell on the golden lotus pod that was still swaying, and there was a halo of determination flashing in his eyes.

These three golden lotus seeds are the capital to make up for the gap and soar into the sky!

"boom--"

He Huangyi swept across with the long whip in his hand, blasting away the monster in front of him, then turned around and rushed straight to Jinlian.

This blow stunned everyone around.

Then, there was the sword light and aura, and the roar of the beast.

Three golden lotus seeds, one of which improves the aptitude level.

Who wouldn't want to grab such a treasure?

As long as you rob, blood will naturally flow into rivers.

In fact, it doesn't matter if there are three or ten, this magma lake is destined to flow into rivers of blood.

Hearing the faint sound of fighting, Han Muye shook his head.

He was just lucky and left this class early.

But he didn't dare to say that he was already detached.

Every practitioner is struggling to make himself a more important pawn.

Landing on a hill, Lin Shen and Tang Yunhao strode over.

Han Muye raised his hand and took out two golden lotus seeds.

"Swallowing this cloud-transforming golden lotus directly can improve the first-rank cultivation qualification."

Improve the first-class practice qualification!

Looking at the golden lotus seeds, Jia Muhe felt his heart be pulled hard.

There is such a treasure in the world!

Without hesitation, Tang Yunhao reached out to take it, and put it directly into his mouth.

As a casual cultivator, he knows that the real treasure is to transform the treasure into his own strength.

The monks don't take golden lotus seeds.

Han Muye's eyes fell on him, and he said indifferently, "Do you think it's too little?"

Hearing his words, the monk Li laughed and said, "Who would think too much of such treasures?"

As soon as the words fell, a magnificent sword energy rose from Lin Shen's body.

The monk waved his hands and said, "If it is in the hands of outsiders, monk, I really want to try."

"Han Jixian is in your hands, forget it."

"Can't grab it."

Having seen Lin Shen's sword and knowing Han Muye's reputation, the monk no longer has the idea of ​​robbing him.

He smiled and looked at Han Muye: "Han benefactor, can you help me refine this cloud-transforming golden lotus seed into a pill?"

"I can smell the alchemy breath on your body, which is very strong. I haven't smelled a stronger alchemy breath than yours in Xijiang."

This guy can smell the spirit stone and the alchemy breath.

dog nose.

Refined into a pill?

Refining the elixir into a pill can indeed maximize the use of its medicinal power.

Han Muye thought about it, shook his head and said, "There may not be a prescription for turning cloud golden lotus seeds into medicine in western Xinjiang."

Han Muye has seen most of the precious alchemy recipes in the small alchemy pavilion of the Mu family in the holy land of alchemy in the western border, and none of them used Huayun golden lotus seeds to refine elixir.

These kinds of treasures are used to make alchemy, if the refining is useless, you will die of heartache.

"I have."

The monk reached out and took out a piece of jade slip, and handed it to Han Muye.

The recipe for refining elixir by Huayun Jinlian?

Han Muye reached out to take the jade slip, and his spiritual thoughts penetrated into it.

Nine Turns Cloud Lotus Pill.

This is not the first time Han Muye has seen the method of refining pills.

There are several kinds of hard-to-refined elixirs, which are combined with water and fire alchemy techniques, and the two refining methods are mutually converted to form elixirs.

This is the so-called law of civil and military fire.

However, this kind of nine-rank method has extremely strict requirements on the alchemist's level.

Nine transformations, the pill fire is not extinguished, and the pill qi is purified again and again.

From Han Muye's point of view, there are probably not many people in Western Xinjiang who have such alchemy methods.

Even he himself is not absolutely sure.

This is the alchemy formula that the monk took out, not to mention other things, just the nine-turn alchemy method is extremely precious.

Nine times of pill transformation, it is very easy to refine the best pill.

It is a fairy product, and there is a chance.

The Jiuzhuan Yunlian Pill requires a lot of elixir, and many of them have the medicinal power of more than a thousand years.

Such a panacea is also hard to find.

"If you want to raise your spiritual root to fairy root, you have to swallow these pills?" The message in the jade slip made Han Muye frowned.

He now has more than 20 lotus seeds of the cloud-transforming golden lotus in his hand.

He was originally planning to swallow a few at a time, directly raising his cultivation aptitude to above the first rank.

According to the Jade Slips, it turned out that Huayun Jinlian could not improve her aptitude to the best level.

"Swallowing Huayun Golden Lotus Seeds directly is only effective for improving the aptitude of those below the third rank. Above the third rank, it needs to be refined into pills to increase its medicinal power."

The monk shook his head and said, "If not, I'll take the lotus seeds directly."

His words caught the eyes of Lin Shen and the others.

What does this guy mean, his cultivation aptitude is above the third grade, so it is useless to swallow lotus seeds directly?

Among the big sects in Xijiang, those with qualifications up to the third rank are also rare, right?

Jia Muhe looked at the monk blankly.

He himself only has eighth-rank cultivation aptitude, which is already top in the family.

Third grade, I dare not think about it.

"Om—"

Tang Yunhao's body was shocked, his eyes opened, and a golden light flashed.

"This golden lotus seed can really improve one's cultivation aptitude, it's amazing."

A look of surprise flashed across his face.

He didn't care whether he had to refine it into a pill before taking it, anyway, he wasn't a third-rank aptitude.

"Okay, I'll make alchemy." Han Muye nodded, put away the jade slips and golden lotus seeds, and said, "Within three years, you can find me at the Jiange of the Nine Profound Sword Gate."

The monk nodded with a smile, put his hands together and saluted eleven.

They didn't mention the elixir. This jade slip is much more valuable than the elixir.

Han Muye and Tang Yunhao whispered a few more words, agreed to see you later, turned around and led Lin Shen to leave, and said to the monk, "Friend Lin, I have seen your sword skills in the Northern Territory."

His words made both Han Muye and Lin Shen turn their heads.

Liao Monk looked at the mountains that were split by Lin Shen's sword in the distance, and there was a flash of light in his eyes: "The number one swordsman in the Northern Territory, the master of the Great Snow Mountain, the Sword King of the Great Snow Mountain, his sword is as tall as the ten thousand zhang snow peak. Collapse."

"His swordsmanship is from the same school as yours."

Turning his head to look at Han Muye and Lin Shen: "The Sword King of Daxue Mountain sits on the top of the snow peak, using the snow mountain to suppress the snow demon clan, and can collapse three ten-thousand-foot snow peaks with one sword."

"He should be the Deng Chungang you mentioned."

Deng Chungang, the number one swordsman in the Northern Territory?

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

Lin Shen was shocked, and said in a low voice, "Hone your swordsmanship with snow mountains?"

The monk nodded and said: "Da Xueshan suppressed countless snow demons, and the Daxue Mountain Sword King suppressed each person with one sword. I can't imagine how strong his sword is."

Han Muye chuckled, reached out and patted Lin Shen's shoulder, and flew away.

Lin Shen clasped his fists at the monk, and followed.

Liao Monk turned around with a smile, waved to Tang Yunhao and Jia Muhe, and strode away.

Jia Muhe stood where he was, with a dazed expression on his face.

Han Baxian.

Senior Brother Han is Immortal Han Ban.

Nine Profound Sword Gate Jiange is in charge.

It turns out that I have been walking with such high-level people these days.

"Boy, how about being a killer with me?" Tang Yunhao said suddenly.

Be a killer?

Jia Muhe looked up hesitantly, seeing Tang Yunhao's solemn expression, he was shocked.

If I don't agree, will I be silenced?

Seeing his expression, Tang Yunhao laughed: "Boy, you are not qualified to take the golden lotus seeds, but it is a chance to be able to walk with Senior Brother Han all the way."

"Follow me from now on, I need you to help me deliver some news to and from Jiuxuan Mountain."

After finishing speaking, he reached out and grabbed Jia Muhe's shoulder, and said softly: "Do you still want to go back to your little family and be a little monk who will never have a chance to build a foundation in your life?"

In Jiamuhe's eyes, flames rose.

"You're as ambitious as I am, let's go." Tang Yunhao smiled and patted Jia Muhe's shoulder, turned around and left.

Jia Muhe followed without saying a word.

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Han Muye and Lin Shen didn't turn back to Jiuxuan Mountain directly.

If there is no monk's prescription, he will go back directly. Now, he is going to make a piece of the elixir for the Nine-Turn Cloud Lotus Pill.

The two turned into masters and servants, searched several places and markets, and got three thousand-year-old elixir in total.

I also contacted Bai Suzhen through Zhongbai's store in Fangshi, and got news of the five elixir.

Han Muye somewhat understood why it would take many years for those big monks to get a pill.

The more precious the pill is, the more difficult it is to collect it.

At this time, the incident of the Fierce Demon Valley also came.

The three cloud-transforming golden lotus seeds killed dozens of practitioners.

In the end, He Huangyi from Zhaoling Daomen snatched one, and a rat demon who came by surprise snatched one.

There is another one, missing.

The people of Zhaoling Taoist sect guarded He Huangyi's return to the sect, and were intercepted and killed several times on the way.

There are also rumors that Han Muye and Han Baxian from the Nine Profound Sword Gate also went there and got more than twenty golden lotus seeds.

Han Yuxian's entourage and guard cut through the mountains with a sword, leaving hundreds of miles of sword marks, comparable to Tuoba Cheng's sword back then.

There are those who believe in this matter and those who do not.

Believe it, that sword really exists, the sword energy is lingering, and hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers are shattered.

The powerful sword intent contained in the sword marks made the hairs of those who approached stand up.

This sword, not the strongest swordsman, can't cut it at all.

If you don't believe it, it's because you don't believe that Han Muye can snatch so many golden lotus seeds.

With so many Huayun Golden Lotus Seeds, how many powerful men with unparalleled aptitude can they produce?

Such things must be rumors.

It must be the enemies of Jiuxuanjianmen who are spreading rumors.

Han Muye, who was looking for the elixir in Fangshi, shook his head and smiled when he heard about it.

After searching a few more places and finding nothing, Han Muye led Lin Shen to Qingmang Mountain.

At Qingmang Mountain back then, he had a deal with the big monster there, and he also agreed that he could go to find the elixir in the future.

"Senior Brother Han, someone is following you."

Lin Shen, who was driving the flying boat, came over via voice transmission from the bow.

Han Muye, who was sitting cross-legged in the cabin, opened his eyes.

"Do not care."

He whispered in his mouth, and in the palm of his hand, the three sword pills swallowed aura.