Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

"Senior Sister Lu, I'll go back to the sword pavilion first."

Han Muye jumped out of the carriage, his body was like flying, and behind him there were shadows of iron bulls.

"Is this the sword pavilion watcher?"

Lu Qingping watched Han Muye leave, her expression changed.

She clenched the newly purchased long sword in her hand and drove the carriage slowly forward.

At this time, the sky is full of light, and Sword Ray lingers on Jiuxuan Mountain, which is like a fairyland.

...

When Han Muye arrived in front of the Jiange Gate, the Jiange Elder was already standing on the stone steps in front of the Jiange Gate.

Behind him, Huang Laoliu showed apology in his eyes.

In the back, there are two figures.

Lu Gao, and Teacher Lin?

Han Muye strode up to the Jiange Elder and bowed.

Jiange Elder did not speak, just waved his hand.

Han Muye got up and walked to Huang Laoliu's side, turning his head to look at Teacher Lin.

Lin Shen grinned at him.

On the mountain road, a team of Sword Sect disciples wearing red robes have come with swords.

"Sword Battle Hall deacon Xia Yang, send the sword into the pavilion."

In front of the stone steps of the Jiange Pavilion, an old man in his fifties held his sword in both hands and shouted loudly.

Behind him, everyone is holding swords in both hands, and there is a fierce fighting spirit on their bodies.

Huang Laoliu stepped forward, reached out to take the sword in Xia Yang's hand, and sent it to the Elder of Jiange.

Jiange Elder drew his sword out of its sheath, observed it repeatedly for a while, and then said, "Jiange has collected a long sword with a spirit weapon and sent it to the second floor."

Huang Laoliu left with the sword in his hand, Han Muye looked up at him, and went to pick up the sword.

Huang Laoliu shook his head, whispered "I'm coming", went straight into the Jiange, and went up to the second floor.

After a while, Huang Laoliu came downstairs, his face pale.

"Jianzhantang won six swords in the first battle, and sent the swords to the pavilion."

When the long sword of the spirit weapon level was sent into the sword pavilion, Xia Yang spoke up again.

Behind him, several red-robed disciples stepped forward with swords in their hands.

This time, Jiange Elder waved his hand and said indifferently: "You all put away your swords."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Xia Yang: "Junior Brother Xia, how about the Cultivation Base, the Elder Wanjian? Is there any damage in this battle?"

While Han Muye and Huang Laoliu collected their swords, they listened to Xia Yang accompany Jiange Elder to speak.

In order to conquer the Three Qin Sword Sect, the fifteen strong men from Jiu Xuan Sword Sect had a thunderous strike, which directly disintegrated the fighting spirit of the Three Qin Sword Sect.

At present, the entire San Qin Sword Sect only has the Sect station left to stand guard, and it will be destroyed in one battle in a short period of time.

This is the Thunder Sweeping Point, showing the way of the great faction.

Only by collapsing mountains and destroying mountains can we stabilize the Quartet in one battle.

When Han Muye received the third sword, the red-clothed disciple holding the sword grinned and handed the sword to Han Muye.

Sun Dayong.

The last time I was with Jiang Han and the others, I spent ten Spirit Stones to ask Han Muye to choose a sword, and he was an Outer Sect disciple who was instructed.

After that, Han Muye also drank with them and asked them to go to Xun Moyuan to participate in the expedition mission.

This time, the elder of the Three Qin Sword Sect was beheaded by Mo Yuan with one sword.

As for Mo Yuan's title of "Elder", Han Muye is not surprised.

It is not difficult for a strong man with the combat power to kill the realm to be a swordsman.

When all the swords were sent to the Jiange, Han Muye who walked to the door gave Sun Dayong a wink, and the two walked aside.

"Senior Brother Han, the ancestor of Wanjian, really, really," Sun Dayong showed a look of emotion on his face, and then extended his thumb: "It's really a peerless sword repair..."

Sun Dayong stretched out his hand and waved it a few times in the air, his face flushed, and his eyes were bright.

"The elder of the Three Qin Sword Sect who came out dragging a sword and made us all unable to lift our heads, the ancestor of Wanjian killed him with a single sword."

"awesome."

After waiting for a while, seeing Han Muye still looking at him, Sun Dayong coughed awkwardly: "Well, anyway, he's really good, I'm stupid, I know he's really good."

All right.

Han Muye smiled and reached out to pat Sun Dayong's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "This kind of mission gets more and more dangerous at the end. You are still Outer Sect disciples. If you really fight, lean back." "Then how can you not move forward— Sun Dayong didn't finish his words. Seeing Han Muye staring at him, he scratched his head and said, "Senior Brother Han said, let's lean back, lean back."

Over there, Xia Yang has cupped hands to the Jiange Elder, ready to leave.

Sun Dayong took a step forward and whispered, "Senior Brother Han, what do you want?"

want?

What's the meaning?

Seeing that Han Muye was puzzled, Sun Dayong lowered his voice: "Brother Jiang Han and Brother Zhao of Inner Sect asked me to come back to send the sword, just to ask, if you need anything, we will help you pay attention."

He looked around and whispered, "Breaking the Three Qin Sword Sect's gate, there are a lot of good things."

Han Muye nodded.

Sure enough, regardless of immortals, war wealth is the biggest windfall.

He pondered for a while and whispered: "If there is a Medicine Pill or elixir that increases life expectancy, help me pay attention."

Speaking of which, he chuckled: "Don't worry, I'm not bad with Spirit Stones, and I won't let you work in vain."

"Then how can..." Sun Dayong wanted to say more, but he was already urged.

Han Muye reached out and patted Sun Dayong's arm, and said solemnly, "You all be careful."

Sun Dayong nodded heavily, turned around and left.

Watching Sun Dayong and the others leave, Han Muye turned his head and looked at Lin Shen with a smile.

"Teacher Lin, why are you in the sword pavilion?"

Lin Shen laughed: "Brother Han, I'm no longer the head coach of Lin."

He pointed to the sword pavilion behind him: "I quit the job of teaching Outer Sect, and from now on, I will be the swordsman of the sword pavilion."

Swordsman?

Han Muye turned to look at Huang Lao Liu.

"Cough, when my sword pavilion was prosperous, there were sword guards, but they disappeared later." Huang Lao Liu said a little embarrassedly.

Han Muye nodded.

There really is.

"Do the swordsmen want us to pay for Spirit Stones from the sword pavilion?" Han Muye asked curiously.

Jiange has already raised an idler Lu Gao. If he raises another one, he will have no income recently. It seems that he is sitting on the mountain.

Although it's not bad for Spirit Stones, it can't be extravagant, right?

"That's not necessary." Lin Shen shook his head and said proudly, "I took the salary of the Inner Sect."

As he spoke, he looked at Lu Gao: "Brother Lu, let's go to the cafeteria to bring food back."

Lu Gao nodded quickly.

No matter who comes, he is the one with the lowest status.

Watching the two leave, Han Muye chuckled and shook his head.

Teacher Lin's choice is really high. When he comes to the sword pavilion, he can ask himself any questions about his swordsmanship.

It is estimated that this is the idea given to him by Lin Chongxiao's remnant soul hiding in the sword.

Otherwise, with the brains of Coach Lin, I would not have thought of this.

"Brother Han, how are you?"

Huang Laoliu came over quietly, with a hint of apprehension on his face.

"Can I finish the task given by Brother Six?"

Han Muye laughed, walked into the sword pavilion, and walked to his quiet room.

Behind him, Huang Laoliu was relieved, with a happy smile on his face.

"Brother Han, I can rest assured when you do things."

"By the way, how many Spirit Stones did it cost? I'll remember if it's not enough, and I'll pay you back."

Behind Han Muye, Huang Lao Liu spoke again.

"Not much, not much, just treat me as a courtesy."

Han Muye's voice came from the quiet room, and Huang Laoliu was as happy as a daisy.

"What a gift, it's not a word yet..."

In the quiet room, Han Muye sat cross-legged on the wooden couch, and in his hand, a half-cut edge of a broken sword appeared.

The blade of Tang Yunhao's sword.

In Fang City before, Han Muye saw some secrets that surprised him from this sword.