Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 242 Magic Treasure? magic weapon! Ruyi (22 five-thousand-character chapters)

The next time the disciple who leads the sword comes, as long as he fits with this sword, he will be able to arouse this sword energy, cooperate with his own swordsmanship, and continuously improve his swordsmanship practice.

Such a method, although it consumes a sword energy, can create a disciple who leads the sword.

For Han Muye, it was just a sword energy.

For the sword leading disciples, this is the opportunity of a lifetime.

When Yang Mingxuan returned, Han Muye had already poured nearly a hundred long swords with sword energy.

Among these swords, there is a phantom that is suitable for swordsmanship.

In the jade slips, all the information of these swords are also recorded.

"Senior brother Han, this is the spirit stone Elder Sun asked me to bring back."

Yang Mingxuan handed a small box to Han Muye.

Han Muye took it with a smile on his face.

The old man Sun Ce has always been very picky.

This time it was quite generous, the pills given by the ancestors of the Mu family were exchanged for nearly a hundred high-grade spirit stones.

This is a million low-grade spirit stones.

"Elder Sun said that Senior Brother Han, you must be struggling right now. You even sold these pills. He tried his best to raise these spirit stones."

Yang Mingxuan spoke.

Still a little conscience.

Han Muye felt that in the future, he could send some pills to the alchemy hall to exchange for spirit stones.

Putting away the spirit stone, Han Muye handed the jade slip in his hand to Yang Mingxuan.

Yang Mingxuan took it with some doubts, his divine sense penetrated, and his eyes widened.

"Senior Brother Han, this, this—"

According to the records in this jade slip, it is clear at a glance who is suitable to receive which sword weapon in the Jiange.

Such an arrangement is an unimaginable opportunity for those low-level disciples.

"Take your time, and when I have time, I will take a look at all the swords in the Jiange." Han Muye turned his head to look at the full swords, and said softly, "From now on, this Jiange will be the holy place on Jiuxuan Mountain."

holy place.

As long as you come to lead the sword, not only will you get a handy sword, but you can also get advice on swordsmanship.

Such a place, what is it if it is not a holy place?

For a moment, Yang Mingxuan didn't know how to describe the shock in his heart.

I just want to practice with all my heart and revive Mingshan Sword Sect.

But Senior Brother Han has already thought about turning the Jiange into a holy land of swordsmanship.

Is this the difference between people?

It is impossible for ordinary people to figure out whether it is the exiled immortal of the way of the sword.

Han Muye turned around and saw Lin Shen and Jiang Ming walking back from outside the Jiange.

Seeing Han Muye leave the customs, both of them were delighted.

"Young master, if you don't come out of the customs, I will invite you out of the customs right now."

Jiang Ming walked forward with a happy face, and said in a low voice: "I have accepted a big business, and I want to refine a celestial pill, and the gold master has urged me several times."

He stretched out his palm with a smile on his face: "Five million spirit stones, a sixth-grade pure god pill, an immortal grade."

The Pure God Pill is the Nine Layers of Enlightenment, and it can be swallowed when preparing to condense the golden elixir, which can increase the quality of the condensed alchemy.

In the same alchemy period, someone's golden elixir is a real golden elixir, while someone's golden elixir is not as good as enlightening gods.

The reason for this lies in how strong the power of the soul of the Golden Core cultivator is.

The stronger the concentration of the soul in the enlightenment period, the thicker the condensation of the golden core.

The pure god pill is to temper the soul again before condensing the golden pill.

This elixir used to cost about half a million spirit stones.

If it is a high-quality product, it can be sold for about 800,000 to one million.

For high-grade elixir, the influence of the difference in quality on the price is not so outrageous.

Double the price, it is already extremely expensive.

If it is the best, it will be at most two million spirit stones.

Calculated according to this price, the fairy product will not reach five million spirit stones.

To be able to take out five million spirit stones to refine a pure god pill, is really a big gold master.

"My lord, I don't know. Recently, the pill market in Xijiang has fluctuated a lot. The major sects are hoarding pills, and the prices of almost all pills have skyrocketed."

Jiang Ming's words made Han Muye slightly taken aback.

Then, with a strange expression on his face, he reported the name and quantity of the pill that Yang Mingxuan took to the alchemy hall to exchange for the spirit stone.

Jiang Ming calculated and said a price.

One and a half million spirit stones.

Just now, I was moved by Sun Ce giving me a million spirit stones.

As a result, if they change hands, they will earn a profit of 500,000 spirit stones.

Han Muye felt that the old man Sun Ce was as unpopular as the ancestor Tao Ran.

Jiang Ming will go down the mountain again tomorrow, and make an appointment to wait for Han Muye to make alchemy.

Naturally, the business of five million spirit stones cannot be lost.

Practitioners of the outer sect who were enlightened by the Ninth Level of Enlightenment would definitely not dare to come to Jiuxuan Mountain.

Although the Nine Profound Sword Sect is not an evil sect, there is no reason for them to come and go at will.

After finalizing the alchemy business, Han Muye looked at the three people in front of him, raised his hand, and three pale golden pills appeared in his palm.

"This is a pill that can change one's cultivation aptitude."

Han Muye looked solemn, and said in a low voice, "Swallow it directly, don't tell outsiders."

A pill that can change aptitude!

Han Muye's words changed the colors of the three of them.

Yang Mingxuan's cultivation aptitude was not good at the beginning, and his father spent a lot of time looking for a treasure to change his aptitude. He naturally knew how precious a elixir that could change a practitioner's aptitude was.

As for Jiang Ming, he is a Danxiu, and he knows the value of this kind of elixir better, and he can't find this kind of elixir in the whole western border.

Lin Shen may not know how much this elixir is worth, but he went to pick golden lotus seeds with Han Muye, and he knew from the monk that such treasures are definitely not something he can get.

However, none of the three refused. They took the elixir and went to swallow it for refining.

The rules in Jiange, Senior Brother Han's reward, and so on.

After practicing overnight, seeing the three of them again, Han Muye could sense the difference in the three of them.

A faint sword intent emerged from Yang Mingxuan's body, and his whole body had the aura of a long sword.

Jiang Ming's demeanor is much calmer, and he seems to be less impetuous than casual cultivators.

As for Lin Shen, standing there was like a rock.

"Congratulations, Instructor Lin, your swordsmanship with tens of thousands of swords has finally been mastered."

There was a smile in Han Muye's eyes, and he spoke.

The great achievement of swordsmanship is the great achievement of sword intent.

Although Lin Shen was powerful in battle before, it was all the strength of a great monk.

Only at this time, his own sword will have reached a great level, and with this sword technique, he can fight Qishen Peak.

Now Lin Shen has the qualifications to fight against the half-step heaven realm.

Although due to insufficient fusion of jade bones, it is still difficult to beat the half-step heavenly realm, but his own combat power can be regarded as a strong one in the golden core overhaul.

Among the Nine Profound Sword Gates, Lin Shen's peer, Zhao Pu, is still at the third or fourth level.

There are not many other direct elites who can have the combat power of enlightenment.

Lin Shen is already a leader among his peers.

"These are all given by you." Lin Shen bowed towards Han Muye, and said in a deep voice, "Lin Shen understands it all in his heart."

Han Muye reached out and patted his shoulder.

Instructor Lin has a straightforward and upright personality, and he has his own persistence in his heart.

"The people in the Jiange are one and one mind, so we don't need to care about these foreign things."

Han Muye glanced at Lin Shen and Jiang Ming, with an arrogance that had never been shown on his face.

"My Jiange will surely become famous in Xijiang and Tianxuan, and become a sacred place in the hearts of sword cultivators all over the world."

Yesterday, he said that the Jiange would become the holy place of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Today, he said that Jiange will become a holy place for sword cultivators in the world.

This is not his arrogance.

To become a person who surpasses the powerhouses like Yuan Tianjian, if he doesn't even have the ability to create a holy land of sword cultivation, how can he compete with Yuan Tianjian?

Hearing Han Muye's words, whether it was Yang Mingxuan or Lin Shen, expressions of excitement flashed across their faces.

Brother Han's heart is so big!

When Jiang Ming knew that Han Muye was going to open up business in Zhongzhou, he was already overwhelmed.

At this point, numb.

For someone who can take out a panacea that allows him to improve his aptitude by three levels overnight, and who doesn't hesitate to give it to him, why not follow him to death?

Since Han Muye wants to build a holy land of swordsmanship, he should do his best to help.

"Young master, don't worry, Jiang Ming will go all out to die for you." Jiang Ming bowed and said in a deep voice.

"Die for senior brother." Yang Mingxuan and Lin Shen also bowed.

Han Muye laughed, waved his hands, and walked to the outside of the Jiange, and said lightly, "Do your own thing."

Lin Shen and the others looked up, glanced at each other, and nodded.

Han Muye left Jiange and headed towards Jianmen Library.

In the past, he rarely went to the library, because most of the classics in the library were useless to him.

Now he went to the library to look around because he wanted to find books that could increase Confucianism and Taoism practice.

Along the way, the Jianmen disciples they encountered all bowed with excitement.

Elder Jiange Han, for the righteousness of the world, slashed demons with one sword, exhausting his cultivation.

Under the deliberate publicity of Nine Profound Sword Sect, the current Han Muye has become the benchmark figure of Nine Profound Sword Sect.

In the minds of practitioners in Xijiang, Nine Profound Sword Sect has also become a noble and honorable sect.

In the past half a month, at the gate of Jiuxuan Mountain, there are a large number of young people who come to apprentice every day.

Han Muye returned the salute with a smile, while walking towards the library like flying.

When he went to the library, the deacons and elders who received him were also enthusiastic.

Help him arrange a secluded place, and deliver all the books he needs by himself.

"Senior Brother Han, according to what you said, I will send you all the books you may need."

The old man with Huafa in a gray robe held a thick stack of books and carefully placed them on the long table in front of Han Muye.

"Junior brother Laucui is here."

Han Muye said softly.

This old man named Cui Helian is the deacon elder who manages the library, and his cultivation base is at the fourth level of alchemy.

"Help Senior Brother Han, that's what we should do." Cui Helian looked at Han Muye with a complicated look on his face.

In his opinion, Han Muye's aura at this time was ordinary, only a faint aura shrouded him, and his cultivation was just a beginner in Peiyuan.

Obviously, the road to rebuilding is not smooth.

Most practitioners will have various cognitive obstacles if they want to re-cultivate.

So Senior Brother Han wants to collect Confucianism and Taoism classics and switch to Confucianism and Taoism?

Cui Helian sighed in his heart.

If Confucianism and Taoism are so easy to practice, there will be no Confucianism and Taoism inheritance in Western Xinjiang.

"Brother, do you want to practice Confucianism and Taoism?" Looking at Han Muye, Cui Helian said in a low voice.

Han Muye nodded without denying it.

"Brother, there is no inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism in Western Xinjiang." Cui Helian pointed to those books and said, "These books are not enough to cultivate Confucianism and Taoism."

"The practice of Confucianism and Taoism is all about order."

"Western Xinjiang does not have the imperial order of Zhongzhou, so it is difficult to cultivate Confucianism and Taoism."

Hearing his words, Han Muye raised his eyebrows and said, "Junior Brother Cui has studied Confucianism and Taoism?"

Cui Helian nodded, with a wry smile on his face: "I started studying Confucianism and Taoism when my cultivation stagnated for a year."

"Unfortunately, nothing for thirty years."

What practitioners are most afraid of is stagnation in practice.

Once you can't improve, it means that you have encountered a bottleneck, or that your own qualifications and other aspects have reached the upper limit.

Without a great opportunity, there is no hope of breakthrough in this life.

Sighing lightly, Cui Helian shook his head and said, "Actually, I'm pretty good. With the books in this library, I read books every day, write and write, and sharpen my mind."

"Even if you can't practice Confucianism and Taoism, you can still have a thought."

"In the world of practice, how many practitioners have no way to advance, and finally set foot on the path of magic, and even..."

He didn't go on.

Even become an evil cultivator, an unscrupulous demon.

Why do evil cultivators continue?

Why are those demons able to confuse practitioners?

It is because there are too many people who have no way to practice in this practice world.

As long as there is a chance to improve, a chance to go further, and pay the price you think you can pay, what is it?

Han Muye also understood this point.

Even he himself, if he really can't practice, maybe he will think of crooked ideas.

What's more, those who have practiced for countless years and saw their own paths cut off?

"Don't disturb senior brother's reading." Cui Helian smiled and cupped his hands, and walked out of the quiet room.

Seeing him go out, Han Muye set his eyes on the book in front of him.

Reach out and gently open these books.

These are not cultivation methods, but various travel notes and records of the seniors of Jianmen in the past.

Many of these insights and experiences are very helpful to Han Muye.

Opening the book, the words flowed, and in his mind, pictures appeared one after another.

There are sword cultivators who are carrying long swords and screaming across the world, and there are those strong men who have wasted time and finally realized the Tao whispering.

These senior masters either act freely and eclecticly, or they have the way of swordsman in their hearts, and they are like swords, and they act vigorously and resolutely.

Looking at these books is like savoring the life of a kendo master.

The Red Dust Curse in Han Muye's Divine Treasure turned into a pale golden peach blossom, with the petals swaying, the golden light gathered the awe-inspiring energy in the Divine Treasure, making it more condensed.

Han Muye never read all the books once.

He only read a few books before closing them with satisfaction.

Too much is not bad.

There is ample time.

Confucianism and Taoism are about cultivating the mind.

Walking out of the quiet room, Cui Helian greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Brother, can you get something?"

Han Muye nodded and said, "It's a lot of harvest."

Good harvest?

Can it really be rewarded?

Seeing Han Muye's leaving back, Cui Helian's expression changed.

He hurriedly turned around and went into the quiet room to look through the books that Han Muye read just now.

He wanted to see if there were really Confucian and Taoist practices in these books.

Ordinarily, Han Muye would not lie to him.

...

Han Muye, who walked out of the library, did not return to the Jiange, but turned around and walked towards the sect's spiritual land not far away.

The Zongmen Spiritual Land is more lively than ever.

There are many more elite disciples.

These disciples who have fought against the Fengling Sword Sect, fought bloody battles on Fengshou Mountain, and fought at Yunchao Ridge, have dignified aura and profound swordsmanship.

Sure enough, only fighting is the only way for a swordsman to grow.

Although there were many people in the secret place, there were few people who knew Han Muye well.

Li San went to Zhongzhou, and Lu Shi fell.

Song Qi who came back was taciturn, Qi Shisan and the others were also retreating.

After visiting the spiritual land, Han Muye felt a little lost.

"Hehe, practice, that's it."

Zhang Zhihe, the Supreme Elder who came behind Han Muye at some time, spoke softly.

"Look at our generation, now there is no one in a hundred."

"Those who walked together back then, those who fell, left, betrayed, and even..."

Zhang Zhihe didn't say anything, but Han Muye understood.

He even shot himself, cutting off the opponent's path and life.

Cultivation, competing with heaven and earth, competing with enemies, and sometimes, isn't it also necessary to compete with fellow students and friends?

"Look, there are so many people in the spiritual land now, it will be sparse in a few days."

Zhang Zhihe spoke softly, and looked into the distance: "I don't know how many people are still there when I return from the Fire Source Realm."

I don't know how many people came back.

Cultivation is not traveling, the experience over there is fighting with one's life.

Han Muye nodded.

Sword repair, that's it.

Going back to the Jiange from the spirit land, Han Muye activated the formation and went straight into the underground space of the Jiange.

There is the true core of Jiange.

As soon as he entered the basement, the small black sword stuck in the hair on top of Han Muye's head began to vibrate.

On it, one after another space power radiated, and began to repair the gaps that seemed to have appeared around.

The power of the Sealing Order was originally used to seal the Void Passage.

Stretching out his hand to hold the small sword, Han Muye could feel the space power absorbed by the small sword before, blending with the space power here.

In the small sword, the beacon of the space channel is activated here.

In this small sword, there are now two road signs.

One is to lead to the fire source realm, and the other is to open the passage here, leading to the unknown realm.

Now, as long as Han Muye activates the space power in the little sword and pulls the beacon, he can leave the Tianxuan world.

But Han Muye didn't do this, but inserted the little sword back into his hair.

With his current strength, he is far from being able to leave the Tianxuan world and run rampant.

Looking up, he looked at a cloud of spiritual light placed on the wooden shelf in front of him.

Before, it was an umbrella.

The black iron umbrella is dilapidated.

"Hey, there is another magic weapon here?"

Daoist Dayan's voice sounded, full of surprise.

"I said, how rich is your net worth?"

Daoist Dayan appeared in front of the aura, looked at it carefully, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Unfortunately, the weapon spirit has dissipated."

He said it was a pity, with a relaxed look on his face.

Obviously, a magic weapon without Qi Ling is not qualified to compete with him for the number one magic weapon in Han Muye's hands.

Zhao Yunlong is very knowledgeable and does not argue.

The spirit of the Daoyuan cauldron has been devoured.

The magic weapon in front of him has no spirit.

Turning his head, Taoist Dayan took a look at Han Muye.

This guy's chance is too good, right?

Why are all the treasures his?

Do you really want to recognize him as the master?

Is this a fateful encounter?

Han Muye didn't pierce Daoist Dayan's thoughts, he took a step forward and reached out to hold the aura.

The aura oscillated and turned into a sapphire ruyi.

On the jade ruyi, which is one foot and three inches long, the spiritual light is warm and the halo is soft, and the spiritual lines on it are intertwined, which is pleasing to the eye.

Holding Ruyi in his hand, a stream of spiritual energy poured into it, and there was a trembling sound from Ruyi, and then it slowly transformed into an illusion.

One will be big and one will be small.

One will be long and one will be short.

Sometimes it turns into a long sword, sometimes it turns into a short spear.

Sometimes it is a folding fan, sometimes it is a big bow.

A formula appeared in Han Muye's divine treasure.

"As you wish, follow my heart..."

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