Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

If Spiritual Qi is not enough, then explode Spirit Stones!

"boom--"

Without hesitation, the top-grade Spirit Stones burst open in front of Han Muye, and then the escaping Spiritual Qi was poured into the Danding.

Outside the big house, a series of lock spirit formations were activated.

"This nineteen is really a local tyrant." Qi Shisan, who was wearing a green robe, shook his head, turned and left.

He also has to complete a Sect mission and earn some merits.

People just practice a practice, and they will explode 70,000 or 80,000 Spirit Stones.

People can't be compared to people.

In the big house, there are massive Spiritual Qi infusions, the Dan Ding rotates, and two of the longevity pills finally take shape.

The pure medicinal power made the aura on the two Medicine Pills shine, and then turned into gray clouds.

With a soft sound, two Medicine Pills flew out of the Dan Ding and rushed towards the roof.

It just flew half a zhang high, and there were halos blocking the top.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a large virtual hand appeared, grabbing both Medicine Pills.

Cloud shows his hands, the method of collecting pills.

Using this method to collect Medicine Pill will not conflict with Spiritual Sense in Medicine Pill, and will not damage Medicine Pill spirituality.

You can also press the surrounding medicinal power back into the Medicine Pill at the moment of receiving the Medicine Pill, making the Medicine Pill more powerful.

Although it is only a trace, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, right?

Medicine Pill was in the palm of his hand, and Han Muye looked down.

The two Medicine Pills were already floating in the palm of their hands like clouds.

The pure medicinal power in Medicine Pill seems to dissipate directly into clouds and float away.

This is what Immortal Pindan should look like.

Compared with the high-quality longevity pills refined by the ancestors of the Mu family, the medicinal power of these two longevity pills is nearly ten times purer.

The higher the grade of Medicine Pill, the less potency variation due to the product phase difference.

Just like net worth, it is easy to double the net worth of a piece of Spirit Stones to 100 yuan, but it is difficult to double the net worth of 10,000 yuan.

enough.

Looking at the two Medicine Pills in the palm of his hand, Han Muye showed a smile.

Such a Medicine Pill is enough to prolong life for a hundred years.

Without hesitation, he directly swallowed two longevity pills.

Medicine Pill entered his stomach, and a mysterious feeling permeated his body.

balance.

This feeling comes from the fusion of fleshly body, bloodline spirit and Sword Qi.

Han Muye could clearly perceive that his body seemed to be nourished by some kind of power and full of vitality.

This vitality has nothing to do with Cultivation Base and Sword Qi.

More than two hundred years of life!

It was only now that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally don't have to worry about Shouyuan anymore.

With the support of more than two hundred Shouyuan, whether he absorbs Sword Qi or slowly condenses Sword Intent, it is enough.

Standing up and stretching his body, he put away the Dan Ding in satisfaction and walked out of the big house.

"Nineteen out of customs?"

"Your Closed Door Training time is not short this time, there are seven days."

Lu Shi's heroic voice came.

"Hurry up and wash up, I hunted a roe deer while I was collecting firewood, and made a tooth sacrifice."

Han Muye nodded with a smile.

With this Lu Shi around, the little beasts on the surrounding hills really suffered.

The key point is that this spiritual land also attracts various beasts.

During the meal, Qi Shisan and Su Shiba were there, followed by Lu Shi, who was full of fireworks.

"I heard that the Wind Spirit Sword Sect has already sent messengers to Sect. It is estimated that this battle will not last long." Su Shiba said while dealing with the roe deer's legs.

"My Master said that the battle on Fengshou Mountain is more intense than expected, and the Spirit Dao Sect has spoken, and Xijiang's own people should not fight." Lu Shibian said as he picked up the wine bowl in front of him.

This wine is not Li San's sad wine, but it is also clear.

Han Muye didn't drink a few sips of wine, just ate the meat and listened to Lu Shi and the others.

Behind the direct disciples are the big bosses in the Sect. Lu Shi's master is a powerful elder of the Golden Core Sixth Stage, and Qi Shisan's master is the golden vein retired elder Lu Hao.

The news they said was naturally not the one that Lu Gao inquired about in the handyman.

Without analysis, Han Muye also knew that the dispute with Fengling Sword Sect was about to end.

After all, Fengling Sword Sect was only caught off guard by Jiu Xuan Sword Sect at the beginning, so he could steal the chicken and not lose the rice.

In general, the strength of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect did not lose much.

Now that people are slowly making arrangements, if the Nine Profound Sword Sect continues to fight, there is nothing to gain.

There are also First Stage reasons, the Southern Wilderness attack, and the purpose of the spiritual path. Jiu Xuan Jianmen does not need to worry about revenge and suppression after the Sect Leader of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect recovers.

As long as the Golden Core can't take action within 30 to 50 years, Jiu Xuan Jianmen has the confidence to make a big advance.

At that time, if you fight against the Wind Spirit Sword Sect again, even if the opponent has a heavenly realm, they will not lose.

"In the end, I am missing a Heavenly Realm from the Nine Profound Sword Sect."

Su Shiba drank a glass of wine and spoke in a low voice.

"The three Supremes have all exhausted their potential, and there is no hope in the realm of heaven." Su Shiba looked at Qi Shisan, and then turned to Lu Shi.

Both of them bowed their heads in silence.

Cultivation is like this, and Talent determines the upper limit.

If you want to break through this upper limit, you really need a heaven-defying opportunity.

"Don't look at Jiuxuan Mountain's next battle, the Wind Spirit Sword Sect Sect Leader is injured, but my Sword Sect is also at a loss."

"Sect Leader should have been the most promising breakthrough."

"Just like Elder Gao Changgong back then."

Lu Shi spoke in a deep voice and looked at Han Muye.

That's the big picture.

Outsiders only look at disputes, these heirlooms look at the overall situation.

In the Xijiang cultivation world, someone is controlling the layout behind it.

The Sect Leader of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect has already reached the realm of heaven, but was injured at the foot of Jiuxuan Mountain and had to Closed Door Training.

Jiu Xuan Jianmen Sect Leader Kanazawa hid the Cultivation Base for so many years, and finally blew up the Gold Core, making the Cultivation Base unable to advance an inch for the rest of his life.

These two Sects seem to be competing for the position of the fourth largest faction in Western Xinjiang, but in fact, the threat to the top three factions is directly eliminated.

Han Muye nodded.

Ancestor Tao Ran and Elder Jiange told him about this.

Even if he didn't say it, he could guess. The world of practice is like this. The life and death of countless low-level practitioners are not under their control at all.

The conflict between the great forces, and the practitioners involved in it, is not much stronger than the power of the ants.

Even the Wind Spirit Sword Sect Sect Leader and Jiu Xuan Sword Sect Sect Leader Kanazawa have to be in it and pay a huge price?

Daomen, Mozong, Jianzong, and the top forces in the Western Border can only stay in one family each?

...

Han Muye didn't spend much time in the spiritual land, and after eating and drinking, he turned back to the sword pavilion.

When he arrived at Jiange, Lin Shen was guarding the door.

Jiang Ming went to Suzhen Building, it should be to deliver Medicine Pill to Bai Suzhen.

Yang Mingxuan's face was pale, but his eyes were bright.

Huang Laoliu and Gao Xiaoxuan didn't know where they were going.

Han Muye took out the sackcloth and started wiping the long sword in the sword pavilion.

While wiping the long sword, he charged Sword Qi.

Now that Shouyuan's problem has been solved, it is natural to quickly absorb Sword Qi.

For most of the day, he collected more than 20,000 Sword Qi that had been scattered in the swords.

These Sword Qi are combined with the scattered Sword Qi in the Qi Sea, and a Sword intent is condensed.

"Senior Brother Lin, is Brother Han here?"

A voice came from the front of the sword pavilion.

Han Muye walked over and saw a young man in a white robe standing in front of Lin Shen.

Qi Tao.

Ling Juezong's son Qi Mingyuan.

Now Qi Tao is already a disciple of Jiuxuan Sword Sect's Fire Vessel, and worships under Su Yuan Sect.

Some time ago, Tao Ran's ancestor was in Jiange, and Su Yuan brought Qi Tao to visit him.

"Senior Brother Han."

Seeing Han Muye, Qi Tao hurriedly bowed and cupped fist.

It is all thanks to Han Muye that he can practice at Jiu Xuan Sword Gate.

Their Ling Juezong can make great progress, and it is also the power of Han Muye.

Qi Mingyuan confessed to be respectful to Han Muye.

In fact, there is no need to explain, Qi Tao will also respect Han Muye.

After all, this Senior Brother Han is mysterious and powerful, with unimaginable connections and strengths.

"Master asked me to tell my brother that there is no change in the Sects under the mountain, but it seems that the demon clan has some plans."

Most of the disciples of Huomai and Sanshizhai suppressed the demon clan at the foot of the mountain. Han Muye asked Su Yuan to help pay attention to the changes of several Sects in private, including Qingfengguan.

"Senior brother, Master said, Sect is going to negotiate peace with the Wind Spirit Sword Sect after the battle. In this battle, both sides of the Golden Core are afraid that they will do their best. At that time, there may be variables."

Qi Tao said while looking up at Han Muye.

When he listened to Master Su Yuan, his whole body was full of enthusiasm, and he could not wait to participate in this battle immediately. Looking at it now, sure enough, Senior Brother Han already knew about the news.

The decisive battle between the two major forces in Dingding, the best chance for fame under the two Golden Cores.

If you miss this battle, I am afraid that you can only accumulate merits in Fengshou Mountain.

Fengshou Mountain is much more dangerous than fighting against Fengling Sword Sect.

When Qi Tao left, Han Muye turned to look at Jiange.

Huang Laoliu has been chatting with Gao Xiaoxuan recently, not knowing what to do.

However, the Jade Slip that Han Muye gave to Huang Lao Liu last time, he did not return it.

It seems to have been quietly practicing.

This is a good thing.

I hope that these Sects of Qingfengguan will not jump out, so that this dispute between Jiu Xuan Jianmen and Fengling Jianzong will be calmed down with less twists and turns.

In this way, Huang Lao Liu'an can also be a sword watcher for ten years in a stable manner, become a Sect deacon, and then bring his sixth sister-in-law back to his hometown to be a guard.

This kind of life, although plain, is the most exciting, isn't it just plain and plain?

In the afternoon, inner discipline Tang Ming came and led Zhao Youzhi and others to see Han Muye at Jiange.

Tang Ming and the others took the Sect mission and were going down the mountain to the place of dispute with the Wind Spirit Sword Sect.

The situation has become clear, the last battle, do your best.

Han Muye helped Zhao Youzhi and the others pointed out some mistakes and omissions in swordsmanship, and then agreed to drink together after the battle was over.

In the next two days, the entire Jiuxuan Mountain was completely mobilized.

A variety of expedition missions emerge one after another.

"Tell me, why do you want to fight for this?" On the third floor of the Jiange Pavilion, the Jiange Elder looked indifferent, looking at Sword Ray who was flying all over the sky.

Han Muye stood in front of the window, looking into the distance.

"A great victory in this battle can suppress the luck of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect for decades."

Han Muye spoke lightly.

The sword pavilion elder smiled and nodded.

"Yes, Sect is about luck."

"Actually, the so-called luck is not an ethereal feeling."

With his eyes narrowed, the Jiange Elder said solemnly: "We have won this victory, and the other Sects in the Western Border will naturally look up to us."

"This battle is a big victory, and the wealth and goods obtained are countless, and the training expenses of Sect disciples can also be increased."

"With this victory, the Wind Spirit Sword Sect has been suppressed, and we have more initiative in our hands."

"With this victory, the disciples in the sect are excited, and they can be more confident when practicing."

Looking at Han Muye, Jiange Elder smiled and said, "These are all together, isn't it luck?"

Han Muye nodded, looked at the figure walking slowly under the sword pavilion, and said in a low voice, "If a general is successful, ten thousand bones will die, and if a general success is achieved, it is also made of bones."

"Thousands of swords in the sword pavilion, the scars on those swords are the real luck, right?"

His words made Jiange Elder look stiff.

Han Muye shook his head and walked downstairs.

He understands Sect training with war.

How can practitioners have the great perseverance to seek the Tao without fear of hardships without going through mountains of corpses and blood?

In particular, Jian Xiu should not be afraid of life and death.

But these low-level disciples are also human...

"Hmph, as a high-ranking person, how can you have the kindness of a woman?"

"You have to learn to look at the big picture. After all, the world is only a chess game for a few people!"

The voice of Jiange Elder's hatred of iron becoming steel sounded from behind.

Han Muye didn't bother to pay attention to him, and went straight downstairs to go out.

You are talking so much nonsense, how can you hide yourself on the third floor of the Jiange?

Coming to the stone steps, Han Muye looked at the thin figure in front of him and said lightly, "Have you thought about it?"

The person in front of him was the disciple of Santan Pavilion, Yang Shao.