Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

"Open the window, close the door."

Following the words of the Jiange Elder, Lu Gao and Lin Shen stretched out their hands and closed the gate of Jiange.

Han Muye and Huang Laoliu in the Jiange went to the window and pushed the window that had not been opened for a year.

Rows of windows were pushed open, and the hot air collided with the cold Sword Qi in the sword pavilion, causing slight noises.

There was a hint of confusion in Gao Xiaoxuan's eyes standing there.

Opening the window, Han Muye and Huang Laoliu pushed the wooden frames where the swords were placed one by one in front of the window.

These strengths work Han Muye easily. Huang Laoliu, who had given up his practice, didn't move for a while, and was out of breath.

"Sixth brother, let me come."

Behind Han Muye, a faint shadow of a bull rose up, easily pushing the wooden frame up.

He moved quickly, but for a moment, he had already pushed all the wooden frames on the first floor to the surrounding windows.

Then, getting dressed, Han Muye walked to the second floor.

Huang Laoliu and Gao Xiaoxuan wanted to keep up, but he refused.

The Sword Qi on the second floor is much sharper than the first floor, and Huang Laoliu is unwilling to cultivate the sword technique now. Without the Spiritual Sword Qi to protect himself, he is just like a mortal man and can't stop the Sword Qi on the second floor.

As for Gao Xiaoxuan, Han Muye didn't let him go upstairs, naturally he didn't want to be seen by him touching the long sword and absorbing Sword Qi.

This guy is a curious baby. When he encounters something he doesn't understand, he will always break the casserole and ask to the end.

Stepping on the second floor, Han Muye looked solemn, tidied up his clothes, stepped forward, and pushed all the windows open.

"Om-"

The thick and cold Sword Qi collided with the blazing sun outside the window, causing a roar.

The endless Sword Qi rushed out of the window on the second floor of the sword pavilion and slammed into the sky.

The diffuse Sword Qi intertwined, affecting the Jiange protection formation, causing the entire mountain protection formation on Jiuxuan Mountain to vibrate.

On Jiuxuan Mountain, countless disciples turned their heads and looked at the place where Sword Qi rushed into the sky.

There, is the sword pavilion.

This is June 6th, the sword pavilion basks in the sword.

This kind of vigorous Sword Qi is surging, which can only be seen when the sword is exposed on June 6th.

The Sword Qi, which has been accumulated for a year in the Jiange, is released, and it intersects with the Spiritual Qi of the heaven and earth on Jiuxuan Mountain, triggering the circulation of celestial phenomena.

Such Sword intent rushes into the sky, making people boil.

It also makes all the disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect feel at ease.

There is a powerful sword pavilion guarding the Sect, and the Jiu Xuan sword gate is prosperous.

At this moment, Han Muye, who was standing on the second floor of the Jiange Pavilion, took a deep breath, and all the Spiritual Qi on his body turned.

"boom--"

The escaped Sword Qi on the second floor of the sword pavilion is like a torrent, pouring into his body!

The torrent-like Sword Qi poured into his body, making him tremble.

The surging Sword Qi filled the Meridians, poured into the Dantian, and dyed the Qi Sea into colorful colors.

Only once a year, Han Muye needs to accumulate more Sword Qi.

Recently, cultivating the Profound Yang Art has consumed a lot of Sword Qi.

After half an hour, his face turned red, and he walked downstairs as if drunk.

Huang Laoliu and Gao Xiaoxuan rushed to meet them.

Han Muye waved his hand and refused their support: "I'll go to the reclining meeting, and call me when I put my sword away."

Huang Laoliu is nothing, if Gao Xiaoxuan touches his body, he will definitely find that he is tricky at this time.

Now he not only has more than ten Sword intents in Qi Sea, but even Dantian and Meridians have Sword Qi hidden in his body.

Back in the quiet room, Han Muye shuddered, Sword Qi vibrated, running the Xuan Yang Art, and began to refine quickly.

Before closing the sword in the afternoon, he had already condensed thousands of Sword Qi and digested the Sword Qi stored in the Meridians in his body.

When he left the quiet room, he was in good spirits again.

This made Huang Laoliu keep muttering, it's better to be young.

Withdrawing the sword, Han Muye did not absorb much Sword Qi.

Now the Sword Qi and Sword Intent in his body are enough for him to condense for a long time, no matter how much more, his life essence can't hold anymore.

With so many Sword Qi and Sword intent in his body, his lifespan was also depleted so much that he had to use the name of wiping swords to turn Sword intent into Sword Qi and pour it into those swords on the first floor.

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In an empty and quiet room on the first floor of the Jiange Pavilion, Han Muye stood in front of the wooden couch, Lu Gao, whose eyes were covered with black veils, bare his upper body, and sat in Lotus Position.

"Lu Dage, this sword is the one that the Patriarch of the Cao family made with his own hands. It is a good spiritual weapon."

"This sword has only been refined for a while, and it has not been refined by the previous master. For you, it happens to be a good sword for training swordsmanship."

For more than a month, Lu Gao practiced hard every day, and with a few Yun Qi Dans from Han Muye, he finally opened up Dantian yesterday.

Lu Gao's aptitude is not very good, and the Dantian he developed is only one foot in radius.

Lu Gao, who created Dantian, can't wait to find Han Muye.

Of course Han Muye knew his mood, so he let him meditate for a night, and arranged a quiet room, and led Gao Xiaoxuan to come together.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Lu Gao's mouth moved slightly and nodded heavily.

Spirits are precious.

He can't afford it.

But his life can be paid back slowly.

"Xiao Xuanzi, this sword is handed over to you." Han Muye held the sword in both hands and handed it to Gao Xiaoxuan.

Gao Xiaoxuan took the long sword and stroked the blade with his palm.

A strange force began to spread.

The little white fox lying on the long table by the side raised his head.

In Han Muye's eyes, Gao Xiaoxuan's figure seemed to be blurred, and it re-transformed into a shining long sword.

The shape of this long sword is exactly the same as the small sword stuck in his hair.

"You have to be obedient and be Lu Dage's eyes." Gao Xiaoxuan whispered while holding the blade with both hands.

Then, holding the sword, he walked in front of Lu Gao and placed the sword in Lu Gao's open palm.

"Take the sword as the body, condense the sword into the body, Lu Gao, what are you still hesitating about!"

With a low voice from Han Muye, Lu Gao instantly held the blade with both hands, blood overflowing from the blade.

"Om-"

With a light sound, the long sword began to vibrate and become virtual.

Soldier Swordsmanship.

The phantom swords turned into sword Qi, which penetrated into Lu Gao's bare chest.

Lu Gao, who was sitting cross-legged on the wooden couch, had blue veins on his forehead and trembling all over.

Of course Han Muye knew the taste of Sword Qi entering the body.

Scrape the bones, break the tendons. "Lu Dage, if you're in severe pain, just shout, and you'll feel better."

"Sixth brother told me."

Gao Xiaoxuan spoke softly.

"It doesn't hurt." Lu Gao gritted his teeth, and a few words came out between his teeth.

That being said, how could he not hurt when he was shaking all over?

"It doesn't hurt."

"This is the martial arts technique, which is inherited from the Jiu Xuan Sword Gate, one of the nine factions in the Western Border."

"It is a Cultivation Technique that integrates the spiritual tool into the body and climbs to the sky in one step."

"I, Lu Gao, have the opportunity to practice such tricks, why does it hurt?"

Following Lu Gao's words, his trembling body slowly returned to calm.

The Sword Qi that traveled inside and outside his body seemed to not exist.

He grinned and reached out to hold his chest.

There, there is a small sword shadow condensed.

"Dude, we'll depend on each other from now on."

"Eat meat, drink and sleep with women, you have the final say."

Lu Gao, who was drooping his head, raised his head, patting his chest lightly.

"Brother Han, I saw you."

When Lu Gao was covered in Sword Qi and walked out of the quiet room stiffly, Gao Xiaoxuan, who picked up the little white fox, leaned in front of Han Muye.

"Senior Brother Han, what is a sleeping woman?"

Han Muye rolled his eyes at him: "Don't learn from the good and don't learn from the bad."

After saying that, he went straight out.

In the quiet room, Gao Xiaoxuan muttered: "Don't say it, I will ask the sixth brother later, the sixth brother is the best to me, and he will definitely say..."

Han Muye, who walked to the gate of Jiange, saw Huang Laoliu and Lin Shen surrounding Lu Gao.

Lu Gao grinned, Sword Qi still permeating his body.

He is still controlling Sword Qi, who is unable to control himself.

This is probably going to take a long time.

Huang Laoliu and Lin Shen had envious expressions in their eyes, but they didn't say that they wanted to cultivate this sword technique in the end.

Lin Shen reached out and touched his own sword, while Huang Laoliu pouted and looked into the distance.

Everyone has their own way to go.

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Recently, Han Muye Cultivation Base has improved rapidly, and his Sword Qi is also sufficient.

He absorbed too much Sword Qi Sword intent when he was drying his sword, filling his Qi Sea, but his body's lifespan was depleted.

The problem of not enough Shouyuan still needs to be solved.

Elder Su Liang had already told him that he would go down the mountain to Mushen City in ten days to visit the ancestors of the Mu family.

Elder Su Liang, however, agreed to invite the Mu family ancestors to refine a pot of five-year longevity elixir.

With this pill, and if he understands the refining technique, Han Muye believes that he will no longer be troubled by Shouyuan.

However, if you want to visit the ancestor of the Mu family, you can't be empty-handed.

"A gift from visiting the ancestor of the Mu family?" On the second floor of Suzhen Building, Bai Suzhen pondered for a moment, then whispered, "I am afraid that ordinary gifts will not impress this senior."

"It just so happens that there will be a big auction in Luoyuan City in two days. I'm going to help you find a Medicine Pill that will improve your soul, why don't you go and have a look?"

The Fang market auction in the practice world?

Han Muye is really interested.

I don't know if I can find something good?

According to Bai Suzhen, except for some of the most precious treasures, most of the other items are allowed to be touched by the participants.

There are also many swords.

"Senior Brother Han, if you're going to go to the Fangshi auction, would you refine a few more top-grade pills?"

Bai Suzhen's eyes were full of bright colors.

Han Muye spread his hands and said, "The pill furnace blew up last time, but it's gone."

"I have." Bai Suzhen flipped her palm, and a small cyan bronze furnace appeared.

"This pill furnace is my treasure."

Bai Suzhen reluctantly handed the pill furnace to Han Muye.

Pill stove started slightly sinking, cold and moist.

Obviously, the quality of this cauldron is much better than the previous one.

Han Muye put away the pill furnace with satisfaction, and then let Bai Suzhen choose the elixir for refining the Rongling Pill and the Yunqi Pill.

"Senior Brother Han really has a lot of luck and is rich." Seeing Han Muye sweeping all the elixir into the storage ring, Bai Suzhen sighed softly.

"Wealthy?" Han Muye glanced at Bai Suzhen.

Although Mo Yuan left him a million-dollar net worth, he couldn't compare to the local tyrant in front of him.

He is self-aware of this.

Returning from the Suzhen Building to the Jiange, when he first arrived at the gate of the Jiange, he saw the new deacon Elder Su Yuan walked out of the Jiange with a look of joy.

Seeing Han Muye, Su Yuan smiled and nodded, then strode away.

Ever since Patriarch Tao Ran came to Jiange, Su Yuan has come to see him every three or five years.

Ancestor Tao Ran also felt a little guilty about this disciple, and always answered some questions about his practice for Su Yuan every time.

This made Su Yuan run more diligently.

Han Muye was a little depressed, Su Yuan was short of a thousand merits, and he was Su Yuan's creditor, but in the current situation, it was really difficult for him to ask for it.

After all, he didn't want outsiders to know that he had comprehended Liaoyuan's secret.

But there are times when you can go to the Yanfa Building more.

The more swordsmanship you need to understand in order to practice Wanjian Guizong, the better.

Back in the quiet room, Han Muye took out the small cyan cauldron, held both hands in the palms of his hands, poured Spiritual Qi into it, and began to slowly refine it.

This small cauldron already has a trace of spirituality.

Han Muye's Spiritual Qi is poured into it, and the small tripod seems to be nourished and vibrates softly.

"when--"

With a soft sound, Han Muye shuddered and widened his eyes.

Sword Qi!

In this small cauldron, there is Sword Qi!

In the world, besides him, does anyone else use Sword Qi pill refining?

"boom--"

In his mind, a series of pictures rolled and emerged.