Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

The last time we ate together was the first time that Huang Laoliu and Jiange Elder shared the same table.

He thought that the Jiange Elder was here to send him, and half a jug of wine.

Thinking about it now, the Jiange Elder once again ate ordinary food after thirty years, which might be the last time he wanted to taste it.

"Brother Han, is there a way to save Elder?"

Huang Lao Liu looked at Han Muye and asked in a low voice.

Han Muye shook his head.

Now he, although there are eight Sword intents in the sea of ​​​​knowledge, even if these eight Sword intents all inspire Wanjian to return to the sect, it will not help the elders of the sword pavilion.

The disputes between such big cultivators, as Elder Su Liang said, is related to the general trend of the Western Xinjiang, let alone Han Muye, the little sword-watcher, even three or two of the realm enlightenment, and even the Golden Core masters, are unable to participate.

This is a game between major forces, and the bet is luck.

"Keep the sword pavilion well, Brother Six, didn't you say that this is the fate of the sword watcher?" Han Muye lowered his head and walked towards the sword pavilion.

Huang Laoliu nodded, and then said, "Brother Han, you stay in Jiange, and I will go to Cao's house."

"Based on the relationship between the Cao family and Jiange, we should visit."

There was a faint Sword Qi surging on his body, and he raised his hand.

There was a soft sound in the sword pavilion, and the sword that had accompanied him for six and a half years fell into his hand.

At this time, Huang Laoliu is no longer old and sullen, his body is fierce, and his eyes are shining.

After the Jiange Elder left, he took on a lot more responsibility.

"Let me accompany Sixth Brother." Han Muye turned around and said.

Now go down the mountain to Cao's house, and you may encounter an ambush.

Since the Tailingjian faction has started, it may be crazy.

"Hehe, Brother Han, you can't put eggs in one basket when you stay in Jiange." Huang Laoliu waved his hand and turned to look at Lu Gao: "Keep the door."

Lu Gao laughed and patted the door frame.

Huang Lao Liu strode away, Han Muye looked at the mountain protection formation still shining in the sky, and walked into the sword pavilion.

In the quiet room, he put away the Spirit Stones, put down the elixir, and sat quietly for a while, taking out the Jade Slip that Elder Su Liang gave him.

No time has he been more eager to improve his own Cultivation Base.

Jade Slip touched his eyebrows, and messages were detected by Divine Mind.

In this Jade Slip, there are not only the pill recipes of Fusion Spirit Pill, but also several other pill recipes from Peiyuan, Qi Condensation, and even the Foundation Establishment period.

However, the most precious among them should be the pill recipe.

The text in the pill recipe turned into a pill refining image that appeared in my mind, Han Muye closed his eyes and kept observing, Insight.

Understand the refining method of Peiyuan Rong Lingdan.

Except for this pill recipe, all other pill recipes can only be refined with the cultivation of the essence. Han Muye just remembered it and didn't spend time thinking about it.

The pill recipe realized, he directly took out the pill furnace, Sword Qi poured into his palm, and the blue light flashed.

The same kind of elixir was thrown into the pill furnace, and the flame transformed by Sword Qi enveloped the pill furnace, and Han Muye's whole body was condensed to the extreme.

His Spiritual Qi Cultivation Base activated the pill furnace, and Sword Qi stepped into it to reconcile and purify the elixir.

In the pill furnace, there was a gentle rumbling sound.

Half an hour later, Han Muye raised his palm, the lid of the pill furnace flew up, and three Medicine Pills with flashing aura flew out.

Just as the Medicine Pill flew out, the pill furnace, which was densely cracked, turned into pieces with a bang.

Sword Qi pill refining, the damage to the pill furnace is too great.

Fortunately, Medicine Pill was refined, and this rare elixir was not wasted.

Han Muye looked at the Medicine Pill in the palm of his hand, and saw that it was translucent and transcendent.

Two greats, one fine.

Still not skilled enough.

Shaking his head, he put away the Medicine Pill and put away the remaining elixir.

There should be a pill furnace in Suzhen Building. When Huang Laoliu returns, he can go there and ask for one.

Huang Laoliu hasn't returned yet, and there is no one in the Jiange at this time, so he can't swallow Medicine Pill.

After collecting the remaining elixir, Han Muye walked out of the quiet room and looked towards the stairs leading to the second floor of the Jiange Pavilion after pondering for a moment. He walked up the stairs slowly, and when he reached the second floor, he stopped for a while and then went straight to the third floor.

On the third floor, the windows are wide open, the light is translucent, and a faint golden halo flashes in front of the window.

This is the protective formation of Jiange, and it has been opened directly when the mountain protection formation is activated.

Walking slowly to where the Jiange Elder was sitting, and after taking a deep breath, Han Muye sat down gently.

Jiange Elder said that he could not come back, and this position is Han Muye sitting.

Han Muye sat here, not for this position.

He wanted to see if the Jiange Elder had left any entrustment and successor.

If he expected that he would not come back, Han Muye believed that Jiange Elder would leave something behind.

Looking at the long case in front of him, Han Muye stretched out his hand to tell the elder of the sword pavilion, and opened the wooden box where the sword art was placed.

Two scrolls, one Jade Slip.

really.

Picking up the Jade Slip and touching it between the eyebrows, the white-bearded Jiange Elder appeared in front of Han Muye.

Smile, eyes kind.

"Knowing that your kid will watch this Jade Slip, I don't know if I am dead or alive at this time."

In the picture, Jiange Elder's expression remained unchanged, and he spoke softly.

"Every swordsman in the sword pavilion has a dream of heaven in his heart, right?"

"Seeing what Huang Laoliu looks like now, I think of myself back then."

"I'm not as lucky as him."

"Sixty years of hard work, I have condensed into the sword of the soul, with the power of the Hundred Breaths Heaven Realm."

"Unfortunately, my sword is destined to have no chance to be displayed in front of those who want to show it."

The Jiange Elder in the picture does not have the tyrannical tyranny that flies thousands of miles away, but instead has a lot of chatter.

"Hehe, let's talk about it."

"You have to cultivate the sword-raising art well. Only by cultivating the sword-raising art can you use the sword bone to protect your body and save your life after you cast the sword of the soul."

"I'm too late to fix it, I'm afraid it's useless."

"From two hundred years ago to a thousand years ago, there were three elders in the sword pavilion, who had cultivated sword cultivation, condensed swords, and soldiered swords respectively."

"It is said that the combination of three tactics can have unexpected changes."

"But don't think too much, kid, those big sects in the Western Border will not give you the opportunity to cultivate the three tactics."

"A hundred years ago, two sword pavilion elders who cultivated sword art and condensed sword art fell respectively."

"As a last resort, the ancestor of the sword pavilion, Zhu Shen, came down the mountain with a half-volume of swordsmanship, slashed three Golden Core Eighth Stages with one sword, and perished himself."

"The half-scroll sword art has disappeared."

"After that, the suppression of the Nine Profound Sword Sect by the major sects has been greatly reduced."

"You should understand the reason for this, right?"

"How similar the situation today is."

...

Among the Jade Slips, Jiange Elder analyzed the general situation very thoroughly.

This made Han Muye feel more helpless.

After a long time, he let out a low sigh, put the Jade Slip down, and reached out to take out a small bronze-colored sword.

This was given to him by the Elder of Jiange, the certificate of the official disciple of Jiange, and the key to open the formation of Jiange and the place under the sword to seal the town of Jiu Xuanjian.

This is also the trust of one of the elders of Your Excellency Sword.

Putting back the Jade Slip, Han Muye stretched out his hand and spread out the half-scroll sword.

He memorized both the Ningjian Jue and Yangjian Jue, and the three tactics were only the Soldier Sword Jue.

However, the Sword Art is already incomplete, and the other half, according to the Jiange Elder, must be in the hands of the Nine Sects of the Western Border.

"Take the sword as your body, and your body into a soldier?"

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