Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Huang Laoliu strode in from outside the Jiange, and grabbed Han Muye's collar.

"It's a pity that I told Junior Sister Mu that your vitality was badly damaged, you might die soon, and you might do something reasonable."

"I can feel that the girl has reluctantly accepted it."

"But you-"

Huang Laoliu's old face was full of sorrow.

"You failed such a good girl, turn around and hook up with this one."

"A person like you is not worthy of Junior Sister Mu. You are only suitable for finding a piece of Liuying at the foot of the mountain where Spirit Stones can stay for three nights."

What's the meaning?

Han Muye blinked a few times, and it took him a long time to understand.

Just now, Mu Wan's tone was twisted. It was Huang Lao Liu who said something in front of her.

Is this guy matching himself and Mu Wan?

Although that girl is not bad, she has only met a few times, so she hasn't reached that level, right?

Han Muye broke Huang Lao Liu's palm apart, then looked at him with a smile on his face: "Liu brother, I want to ask about a piece of Spirit Stones for three days."

Huang Laoliu was stunned for a moment, his old face suddenly blushed: "That, I heard, I heard..."

Han Muye laughed and took out the two jade bottles with solid pills and placed them in front of Huang Lao Liu: "Liu Brother, whether it's me or Junior Sister Mu, or the shopkeeper Bai, we're all innocent. "

"This is the Medicine Pill given by Junior Sister Mu," he said softly after a pause, "She didn't give it away for nothing, I earned it myself."

"This thing is useless to me, I gave it to you." A smile flashed on Han Muye's face: "Deposit."

After he finished speaking, he straightened his clothes, turned around, and went up to the second floor of Jiange Pavilion.

"This—" Huang Laoliu looked at the jade bottle in front of him, stretched out his hand to open it, and saw that there were ten Medicine Pills in it.

Two bottles, twenty pills, all of them are high-quality solid pills.

Worth six hundred Spirit Stones.

The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and finally turned into a long sigh.

"Stinky boy, such a capable and rich girl, you are still innocent."

"Can't you?"

Han Muye, who had already walked up to the second floor, almost missed his footsteps.

You can't do it!

When daddy does, he is scary.

On the second floor, Han Muye calmed down, stood on the stairs leading to the third floor, and bowed: "Patriarch, Han Muye wants to ask Patriarch to save his life."

His voice was loud, and Huang Laoliu on the first floor was startled.

"Boy, I'm really brave..."

Huang Laoliu whispered, a look of hope on his face.

On the second floor, Han Muye bowed and stood.

After waiting for a while, there was no response, and he shouted again: "Patriarch, Han Muye ask Patriarch for help."

This time, a voice came from the third floor.

"Boy, I can't save you."

"As a sword watcher, Sword Qi can't handle the level of entering the body, and it is a death."

"No ancestor in the Nine Profound Sword Sect will help you sort out Meridians."

"It takes a Sword intent that has been contemplating for decades."

"Do you think you are qualified to let them shoot?"

Can't help.

In the Nine Profound Sword Sect, no one will come to the rescue.

Although Han Muye knew this would be the result, his heart sank slightly.

Although something like Shouyuan can't be seen or touched, it really exists.

The female cultivator Jin Yuan said that he only had seven days of life, and he did not dare to gamble.

At that time, Jin Yuan said three ways, Cultivation Technique, Ninth Stage, Shouyuan Medicine Pill, and the ancestors to sort out Meridians.

Now the old ancestor's shot is blocked, but it is not impossible to increase Shouyuan Medicine Pill.

Also, Cultivation Technique and Ninth Stage, even if it is difficult, you cannot give up.

Taking a deep breath, Han Muye bowed and said, "Thank you for your advice."

After speaking, he glanced at the swords by his side, turned and went downstairs.

On the third floor, there was a halo in the eyes of the ancestor of the sword pavilion who was sitting at Lotus Position. "Sword Qi entered the body just after entering the sword pavilion. If you don't die, the sword pavilion may have the next leader..."

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In the afternoon, Han Muye left the Jiange and came to the Outer Sect transfer power hall.

Lin Shen, the teacher of Outer Sect transfer power, valued him, and even looked for him specially.

He actually is not here to thank Lin Shen, but wanted to ask if there is any way for him to cultivate Cultivation Technique to Peiyuan Ninth Stage.

In seven days, you will reach the Peiyuan Ninth Stage.

In the Outer Sect transfer power hall, there are still many disciples practicing fists and kicks there.

I haven't seen each other for a few days, but a few of them really look good.

It's just that this fist and foot Cultivation Technique is still pulpy in Han Muye's view.

"Han Muye." Instructor Lin, carrying a big sword, came from the side of Qingshi Square.

Han Muye cupped hands saluting.

Seeing Han Muye, Lin Shen frowned: "Why are you looking so bad?"

When the words came out, he suddenly thought that Han Muye was a sword watcher in the sword pavilion, and suddenly whispered: "Boy, the place in the sword pavilion is evil, don't be a sword watcher, come to Outer Sect to practice."

Outer Sect practice?

If I were qualified enough to enter the Outer Sect, I wouldn't have plunged into the sword pavilion, and only seven days left of my life...

Han Muye shook his head, looked at Lin Shen, and said in a low voice, "Teacher Lin, let me ask, is there any quick way to train the body and cultivate vitality?"

"Training body and cultivating vitality?"

"Quick?"

Lin Shen was stunned for a moment, then shook his head. Just as he was about to speak, he heard someone say, "Cultivation Technique is the most important thing about accumulation, how can there be any quick success?"

Han Muye turned his head to look, and saw a young man in his thirties wearing an Inner Sect white robe, with a stern face and a sneer of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

"Is this the person with excellent comprehension you said, Senior Brother Lin?"

"What's the use of just having comprehension? If you can't settle down and practice well, you'll be a waste all your life."

When it comes to the word waste, he suddenly smiled: "Senior brother, I'm not talking about you, you are willing to wield your sword tens of thousands, and you have accumulated a lot."

"Master, everyone admires your perseverance."

Lin Shen sighed softly, shook his head and said nothing.

The young man didn't even look at Han Muye, and turned around: "Senior brother, there are a lot of things going on in the Inner Sect, so I won't waste my time in the Outer Sect."

After he finished speaking, he strode away from Qingshi Square.

"Han Muye, even though my junior brother Xu Ming is arrogant, his Cultivation Base is profound and ranks in the top 300 in the Inner Sect."

"Originally, I wanted to recommend you to practice under his sect."

Lin Shen said in a low voice regretfully.

His words Han Muye was a little surprised.

It's just a meeting, and Lin Shen actually recommends it for himself?

"The way of cultivation is difficult. Who doesn't want to be able to meet the help of nobles at the end of the day?"

Lin Shen stretched out his hand and patted Han Muye's shoulder, and said with a wry smile, "Unfortunately, I'm not your noble person."

Han Muye understood what he meant.

He really valued his own savvy, so he wanted to help himself, hoping that he could turn his head and help him in the future.

It's just that Lin Shen didn't expect that he was in a predicament now. If he didn't solve the problem of Shouyuan, he would not have the day to rise to prominence at all.

"Among the Outer Sects, the one who has the most thorough research on Cultivation Technique and Peiyuan is the first person in the Outer Sect, Senior Brother Mo Yuan."

Lin Shen suddenly spoke up.

"He lives in the Outer Sect station by the clear stream, you can ask him."

Mo Yuan!

The old man who taught himself Wanjian Guizong.

Han Muye nodded, cupped fist towards Lin Shen, turned around and left.

After only a few steps, he stopped.

"Teacher Lin, it's wrong to draw swords thousands of times, cracking rocks and destroying mountains."

Han Muye's voice fell, and a tyrannical aura rose from Lin Shen's body.

"Impossible!" Lin Shen's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and drank.

"For this sword, I gathered my strength to draw the sword 8,357,560 times, and every time I did my best."

"Just wait for the sword to be drawn thousands of times and practice the mountain-destroying swordsmanship."

"You dare to question my practice?"