Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

There are three thousand swords on the second floor of the sword pavilion, each of which is at least the best among the semi-spiritual tools.

This kind of sword can directly increase the combat power of a Qi Condensation period several times, even in the situation, it can also improve the combat power a lot.

This is the background of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect.

These three thousand swords are the accumulation of countless generations of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect.

With these 3000 swords, it is possible to ensure that Sect will not lose its combat power quickly in the event of a major event.

Having been in the sword pavilion for so long, Han Muye also understands the significance of the sword pavilion to the Nine Profound Swordsmen.

Normally, Jiange is a warehouse for Sect, and many people even ignore its existence.

But when there is a major event, the sword pavilion is there, and the Jiuxuan sword gate is there, even if it is temporarily setback, it will not affect the comeback.

Each of the Western Border sects has hidden places like the Sword Pavilion.

Sending the sword up to the second floor, Han Muye looked at the sword in front of him, his eyes blazing.

Putting the icebreaker on an empty wooden frame, he stretched out his hand and held the hilt of another sword on the wooden frame.

Isn't he coming to the second floor of Jiange for these?

"Om-"

Sword Qi poured into Qi Sea, and the image appeared in his mind.

A Daoist in a green robe swung his sword, and green trees stood in front of him.

This is a method of using swordsmanship to derive spells. In the practice of kendo, it belongs to the lineage of magic swords.

Comprehend the Three Profound Swordsmanship, Yunmu.

Let go, reach out again.

A cold female cultivator flew into the sky, and the sword in her hand turned into a crescent moon.

Comprehend Yuehua Jianzong's March swordsmanship, and finish the string.

Yuehua Sword Sect, that is the Sect of the Western Border second only to the nine sects, and I don't know why the swords of the strong in their sect are here.

...

Investigated five swords, comprehended eight types of swordsmanship, restrained two Sword intents, and three condensed Sword Qi.

This time, Han Muye was not greedy, and felt turbulent, so he turned and left.

There is ample time.

Going downstairs, Lu Gao stretched out his head at the gate of Jiange.

"Senior Brother Han, this." Lu Gao spread his hands, with two shiny Spirit Stones in his palm.

Medium.

It was sent by Cao Pei just now.

"Have you separated from Coach Lin?" Han Muye waved his hand, sat in front of the long desk, and registered the location and various data of the swords he just sent.

At the door, Lu Gao had a happy expression on his face, and then turned to look at Lin Shen with some trepidation.

"Brother Han will divide if he says the points. He's not bad." Lin Shen reached out and took a piece of Spirit Stones and stuffed it into his arms.

Han Muye, who was sitting in the sword pavilion, didn't raise his head, but just smiled while writing: "Lu Dage, you have posted Spirit Stones for your food these past few days."

With a grateful expression on Lu Gao's face, he nodded, took the middle-grade Spirit Stones, and murmured, "It shouldn't be, it should be..."

Turning his head, someone came in front of the Jiange gate.

"May I ask if Xiaoyou Han is here?" Daoist, who was wearing a green robe, stood in front of the Jiange door and said softly.

"The strong place of the sword pavilion, outsiders—" Lu Gao shouted, and before he finished speaking, Han Muye coughed softly from the sword pavilion.

"It turns out that Qi senior is here." Han Muye put down his pen and ink and walked out of the sword pavilion slowly.

The one waiting outside the sword pavilion was not Qi Mingyuan from Ling Juezong?

This one, yesterday, opened a high price of 100,000 Spirit Stones, asking Han Muye to instruct the third stage of the town school swordsmanship.

This is the big benefactor.

"Little friend Han." Qi Mingyuan cupped his hands towards Han Muye.

"Qi senior, I won't invite you to enter the strong place of the sword pavilion." Han Muye took a few steps down the stone steps, then looked at Qi Mingyuan: "Senior wants to know how to condense the artistic conception of the Third Stage of Jueyun Swordsmanship, right?"

Qi Mingyuan nodded, raised his hand, and a small wooden box appeared in his palm.

The wooden box is opened, and ten crystal clear Spirit Stones are neatly stacked in it.

Top-grade Spirit Stones, one piece is worth 10,000 low-grade Spirit Stones.

Ten top-grade Spirit Stones sparkling with bright halo.

Standing by the gate of Jiange, Lu Gao stretched out his hand and covered the middle-grade Spirit Stones on his chest.

No wonder Senior Brother Han disliked this mid-grade Spirit Stones.

He pricked up his ears, waiting for Han Muye to call him to collect Spirit Stones.

Top-grade Spirit Stones, he hasn't touched it yet.

Standing in the same place, Han Muye did not look at the wooden box, but looked up at the sky in the distance, where there were clouds and clouds.

"Qi senior, you should understand that swordsmanship Third Stage, condensing kendo Sword intent, can no longer be measured by Spirit Stones."

Turning his head to look at Qi Mingyuan, Han Muye said lightly, "Just like you Ling Juezong, this Zhenzong swordsmanship complements the Third Stage artistic conception, which can make your entire Sect combat power to a higher level."

At the gate of Jiange, Lu Gao opened his mouth. What's the meaning?

100,000 Spirit Stones, is that not enough?

Qi Mingyuan seemed to have expected it long ago, his face remained unchanged, he raised his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

"This sword is called Liu Feng. It is a saber that I have been using for a long time. It is a high-quality semi-spiritual weapon, and it is worth at least fifty thousand Spirit Stones."

Directly increase the price of 50,000!

Really one dares to shout, one dares to add.

Lu Gao held his middle-grade Spirit Stones, feeling that his heart could barely beat.

After thinking about it, his heart moved.

Senior Brother Han made such a big deal with people from outside the sect, did he see what he should not watch and hear what he should not listen to?

So, will you be silenced?

Turning to look at Lin Shen, seeing Lin Shen's expression unchanged, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Qi senior, I don't want this sword, nor your Spirit Stones."

Han Muye's words changed both Qi Mingyuan and Lu Gao's expressions.

Qi Mingyuan frowned, and Lu Gao was disappointed.

"Little friend, I can come here because Elder Tuobacheng agreed." Qi Mingyuan looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice, "I, Ling Juezong, are a firm ally of the Nine Profound Sword Sect."

The implication is that if it is not a firm ally, it is impossible for Tuobacheng to allow Han Muye to come here.

Han Muye smiled slightly, nodded and said, "I want another set of swordsmanship from Ling Juezong, Dang Yun."

Qi Mingyuan's complexion changed slightly, and Han Muye had already said, "I only read it once, how much I can remember."

"Don't worry, senior, I will never spread it."

"I just want to confirm what I think, to see if the deduced direction is correct."

One set of swordsmanship, another set of swordsmanship.

And, only practice it once.

Qi Mingyuan had no way to refuse.

He looked at Han Muye, pondered for a moment, and then whispered, "Okay."

Han Muye nodded, turned his head and said, "Teacher Lin, Lu Dage, please go to the dining hall to bring me a meal."

The two busy cupped hands away.

Qi Mingyuan practiced Ling Juezong's swordsmanship, and he couldn't let them see it, they understood.

When the two left, Qi Mingyuan raised his hand and drew his sword out of its sheath.

"Little friend is optimistic, I Ling Juezong two sets of swordsmanship, Jueyun, Dangyun."

Since he wanted to practice, he didn't hide it, and directly practiced both sets of swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship of Jueyun is surging, Sword Ray is like a wheel, the swordsmanship of Dangyun is magnificent and mighty, and the clouds are like a gathering.

The two sets of swordsmanship in Qi Mingyuan's hands are like clouds, just waiting for the sky to rise.

Sword Ray stopped, the situation rested.

Daoist in green robe with a long sword in his hand is like an exiled immortal.

This is Jian Xiu.

Qi Mingyuan raised his head and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded and sighed: "Sure enough..."

"Qi senior, you Ling Juezong still have a shallow background."

"The wind does not swirl through the fire, and there is no water in the waves. It's too thin."

"You let Qi Tao worship under the fire vein of Jiu Xuan Jianmen. Within ten years, the wind will help the fire, and the Sword intent will be completed."

Within ten years, the wind will help the fire, and the Sword intent will be completed!

Qi Mingyuan's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and after pondering for a long time, he whispered, "How can I trust you?"

Hearing his words, Han Muye smiled lightly and raised his hands.

In the sword pavilion, two Sword Rays flew down instantly.

The long sword in the left hand, Qing Ming.

Right hand dagger, Ziyan.

As soon as the two swords were raised, Han Muye's eyes seemed to shine through the void.

On the Purple Flame Sword, the fire was soaring into the sky.

On the Qingming Sword, the wind rolls filled the air.

"Qi senior, look good."

"Wind helps the fire, setting fire to thousands of miles!"

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