Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Jiange Elder turned his head to look at the stunned crowd, and then said lightly: "This old man has not been contaminated with this common meal for 30 years."

"Sit down."

The Jiange Elder stretched his fingers to the surrounding stools.

Han Muye gave everyone a look and sat down.

The others looked at each other and took their seats.

Jiange Elder waved his hand, and several wine glasses appeared on the table.

Han Muye got up hurriedly, picked up the jug, and filled the glass with wine.

"It's rare to sit at the table with the Elder, we respect the Elder." Han Muye said with a glass of wine.

In his opinion, this Jiange Elder is probably the management level of a large company.

Although I usually don't talk much, in fact, people are also people. If you really want to get along for a long time, maybe you will be able to have some friendship.

It may be that he came to Jiange, and he has not been in the practice world for a long time, and he has not yet developed so much reverence for high-rank practitioners.

Toast the Elder?

Huang Laoliu and the others were busy raising their glasses.

They never thought of sharing the table with the Jiange Elder, let alone being qualified to toast the Jiange Elder.

In the Nine Profound Sword Sect, those who are qualified to toast the elders of the sword pavilion are at least the strong ones.

Jiange Elder smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass, and said lightly: "This wine is strong, just drink less of it."

When he was done, he drank it all.

Strong booze?

Han Muye looked at the wine glass in his hand.

Is this wine unusual?

He brought the glass to his mouth and took a sip.

The entrance is sweet, with a trace of Spiritual Qi, it penetrates the intestines and enters the abdomen, and then falls on Dantian, and then there is a strange power emanating from the muscles and bones of the whole body.

This is really not an ordinary wine, but a treasure that can stimulate the strength of muscles and bones and enhance a little bit of life!

Although this improvement is limited, everything related to Shouyuan is not an ordinary item.

Turning their heads, Huang Laoliu and the others have already drank the wine in their glasses.

When everyone was seated, Jiange Elder picked up bamboo chopsticks and picked up a few meat and vegetable dishes.

"Well, the dishes in this Chinese restaurant taste a lot better."

Taste a few dishes, he said lightly.

"That's not right, this is all specially..." Lu Gao, whose face was flushed with redness after drinking a glass of wine, stopped halfway, suddenly stopped, raised his head, broke into a cold sweat and woke up.

As a handyman disciple, he dared to shout in front of the Elder without talking to the Elder!

If this Elder is not happy, won't he lose his errand?

This errand can't be lost!

Fortunately, Jiange Elder didn't care what he said, and turned his head to look at Huang Lao Liu.

"Huang Zhenxiong, you have been in Jiange for seven years, and there are still three years in Jiange deacon, do you really want to leave?"

Huang Laoliu twitched his face lightly, turned his head to look at Lu Qingping beside him, and then looked at Han Muye opposite.

He took a deep breath, and just as he was about to speak, the Jiange Elder waved his hand: "Forget it, I already understand what you mean."

Holding the wine glass, a smile appeared on Jiange Elder's face: "No matter whether it is on Jiuxuan Mountain or the mundane world, it can be regarded as cultivation anywhere."

"In the past few years, the sword pavilion has come and gone, but you have accompanied me the most."

Huang Lao Liu hurriedly picked up his wine glass and stood up.

Beside him, Lu Qingping also got up to accompany him.

The Jiange Elder drank a glass of wine, stood up, and walked into the Jiange.

"Hehe, Huang Xiaoliu, who was scaring his pants in the Jiange, is also going to marry and have children."

These words made Huang Lao Liu's face look like a pig's liver, and Lu Qingping on the side was like powder.

"After practicing for a long time, the appetite will fade away."

"Don't call me again after dinner."

The voice fell, and the people of the Jiange Elder had disappeared by the stairs.

This was obviously said to Han Muye.

When he left, Lu Gao grabbed the jug on the table.

"No, no, I have to be overwhelmed."

Lin Shen, who was beside him, reached out and pressed his hand.

"It's okay to have a glass of this wine, if you have more, you're afraid that Meridians will burst and die." Lin Shen shook his head and said in a low voice. Lu Gao shrank his hands in fright and put down the jug.

"Liu brother, this wine should be given to you by the elder." Han Muye reached out and pushed the bottle to Huang Laoliu.

In the jug, there are still more than half of the jug of wine.

For someone like Huang Laoliu who has damaged his life, this half-pot of wine is indeed a precious gift.

Huang Laoliu nodded with a complicated expression on his face.

The atmosphere at the dinner table became more and more dull, but after a while, everyone dispersed.

Huang Laoliu sent Lu Qingping back, Lu Gao sent the table and dishes back to the dining hall, and Lin Shen sent Lin Yuxia back to the station.

Only Han Muye was left at the gate of Jiange.

He looked up at the third floor of the Jiange Pavilion, and understood why the Jiange Elder came downstairs to eat this meal today.

After practicing for a long time, the appetite for appetite has faded, and the human feelings also faded.

This time he went downstairs to drink a glass of wine, which was extremely rare.

As Jiange Elder said, Huang Laoliu has been with him the longest.

Shaking his head and returning to the quiet room, Han Muye Lotus Position sat in meditation with Sword Qi circulating on his body.

In the Qi Sea, the scattered Sword Qi began to gather, and then condensed into a Sword intent.

These days, he has been collecting Wen Yang Sword Qi, and he has collected tens of thousands of scattered Sword Qi.

Today on the second floor of Jiange, in addition to the two complete Sword intents, there are three broken Sword Qis that failed to condense the Sword intent.

Now he dismantled the three Sword Qis that had not yet been condensed into Sword Intent, and fused them with Sword Qi of the same attributes. One hundred and eighty thousand Sword Qi condensed into a single line, and obtained two Sword Intents.

In this way, the Sword intent he had in total was restored to twelve.

In addition to the six paths scattered in various swords these days, in Qi Sea, there are also six paths of Sword intent flowing and circling.

With so many Sword intents, it is a bit unbearable for his body Shouyuan, and tomorrow it is better to redistribute them into swords and relive them.

Han Muye now also understands that these Sword intents in Qi Sea are too strong, and it is difficult for him to quickly refine them, so they can only be consumables.

Now he has collected it and stored it as a guarantee for his own combat power and used it as a consumable.

Whether it is pill refining or the imperial envoy Wanjian returning to the ancestry, he can have the capital to gain a foothold.

The most important thing for him now is to improve his own Spiritual Qi Cultivation Base, to temper his muscles and bones, and to use his sword-raising techniques to nourish more of his own Sword Qi.

These self-cultivated Sword Qi are more obedient and gentle, and they don't have to worry about the consumption of the imperial envoy, they can be condensed repeatedly.

When Sword Qi in Dantian turns into Sword Intent and has the qualifications to suppress other Sword Intent in Qi Sea, then his soaring into the sky will begin.

He just needs to bury his head in practice now.

There are countless strong people in the huge Jiu Xuan Jianmen.

He is a sword pavilion watcher, when is it his turn to take action?

The Sword intent was running, and Han Muye began to count the rest of the day.

Watching Ling Juezong Qi Mingyuan's swordsmanship exercise, he got two sets of Ling Juezong's swordsmanship.

End the cloud, swing the cloud.

The two sets of swordsmanship combined with the Liaoyuan Swordsmanship can be transformed into a sword force that is powerful against the heavens.

For the time being, Han Muye was still unable to use his sword stance, and he almost got hurt by spying on the secret of his sword stance today.

Raising his hand, two blue and purple swords appeared, quietly suspended in front of Han Muye.

These two swords, Han Muye, are nourished every day, and the whole body of the swords flashes with aura.

I believe that these two swords will eventually become spiritual weapons one day.

Thinking of the spiritual tool, a chi-long dagger flew out from his sleeve, and revolved around his body like a crescent moon.

Go to the second floor of the Jiange Pavilion and get eight sets of swordsmanship, all of which are extremely strong.

Six of them are owned by Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, and the other two, one of which is under the strings, is the swordsmanship of Yuehua Sword Sect.

The swordsmanship of Yuehua Jianzong is to simulate the moonlight and turn it into a swirling blade of light.

This method is the method of the Sword Immortal Flying Sword.

Looking at the spinning Sword Ray, Han Muye stretched out his left hand and held the small sword.

"Thorn-"

Sword Ray reversed, hung upside down and fluttered lightly, turning into a stern and cold light.

This arc of light is mysterious and agile to the extreme, and the meaning of killing in it makes people shudder.

"What a powerful left-handed swordsmanship..."

Release the dagger, Han Muye whispered softly.

This type of reverse swordsmanship, which is strange and agile, is the only thing he has ever seen.

"Brother Han, are you there?"

At the door, Huang Laoliu's voice sounded.