Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The entrance of the medicine pill is like a light-flavored candy. Before it is carefully tasted, it has already turned into a wonderful breath, passing through the intestines and abdomen, and scattered into the limbs and bones.

Then, Han Muye only felt a slight heat all over his body.

Gone?

Excellent solid pill, that's all?

After hesitating again and again, Han Muye put away another solid pill.

This thing can be exchanged for more than a dozen spirit stones, but it can't be wasted.

Perhaps, this is the reason for his Ninth-Rank aptitude, not to blame others for refining pills.

Sitting cross-legged, Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

Since stepping into the Nine Profound Sword Sect, he has already obtained a lot of things about cultivation by relying on his full-level comprehension.

The means of refining swords, the ability to refine medicine pills, and dozens of sword techniques.

From Xuanyuan-level swordsmanship to Wuxuan's Liaoyuan.

The comprehension of swordsmanship pictures is memorable, but it does not mean that practice is not necessary.

When he was in the martial arts field of the Chuan Gongtang today, Han Muye had clearly understood all the essence of the stone-splitting swordsmanship, but he only showed 50% of his skills.

It seems that the way to practice is not just relying on understanding, but also requires diligent practice.

Just like that coach Lin, who wielded thousands of swords and destroyed mountains with one sword.

I don't know if it was the effect of swallowing the solid pill or the lack of a sword that required Shuangxiu to disturb him at night. Han Muye slept well all night.

Early the next morning, Han Muye randomly found a sword and went to the backyard of Jiange to practice.

A leaf, a single tree, cracking a stone, destroying a mountain...

Without the support of his cultivation base, and purely practicing sword skills, the sword light condensed in front of Han Muye.

After several times, all kinds of swordsmanship have become indistinguishable from each other, only turning into an endless dark halo.

For Han Muye, who had comprehended the essence of swordsmanship, it didn't matter whether the swordsmanship had a shape or not, the key was its artistic conception.

In one leaf, the sword protrudes like a leaf, and there is no trace at all, as if an antelope hangs its horns.

A single tree, a single tree is difficult to support, but it is firm and strong, not bent or broken, not afraid of wind and frost, and there is firmness in the sword strokes.

Cracking rocks and destroying mountains is simple, stable, ruthless, accurate or not, no big deal.

A sword that can smash mountains, at the top of the mountain or at the foot of the mountain, is the same.

...

When Huang Laoliu came out, he saw Han Muye chopping wildly with his sword.

He grinned and said nothing.

In his opinion, Han Muye swallowed a solid pill, and his qi and blood had nowhere to go.

There is no place to purify the fire, then toss it a few more times.

It's just that he didn't see that tiny cracks appeared on the stone wall in front of Han Muye.

This is a crack eroded by some kind of force.

...

At noon, Han Muye and Huang Laoliu chatted about the allusions in Jianmen.

Just as he was speaking, Huang Laoliu raised his head and looked at the door of Jiange.

"Boy Han, after you came to the Jiange, the Jiange became more lively."

"In the past, it was common for no one to come for ten days and a half months."

He just finished speaking, and a clear voice came from the door: "Dan Tang disciple Mu Wan, came to Jiange, and wanted to see Senior Brother Han Muye."

Huang Lao Liuyi grinned and said with a smile: "It turned out to be looking for you, Boy Han."

Mu Wan?

Is that the little alchemy girl who gave her a high-quality pill yesterday?

Han Muye put away his long sword and walked to the gate of the sword pavilion.

"I'll go out for a walk first, you guys can talk slowly." Huang Laoliu's toothless smile looked a bit funny, but in Han Muye's eyes, it was a little more cordial.

Huang Laoliu stretched out his hand and patted Han Muye's shoulder, walked out of the sword pavilion, then smiled at Mu Wan, and walked away.

"This is the sword pavilion?" Mu Wan, who put her head in, only felt chills all over her body, and the bright halo in her eyes made her feel dizzy.

It's all about the sword qi here in the sword pavilion that hurts people. It seems that it is true or not.

Han Muye waved his hand, and all the swordsmen seemed to have received an order to hide their sword qi.

When Mu Wan stepped into the sword pavilion, she could no longer feel the slightest chill, as if the feeling just now was just an illusion.

"I didn't know that the two solid pills were fine products until I came back."

Han Muye took out the remaining solid pill and placed it on the long table.

"Return this one to you, and that one has been swallowed. When I have collected enough spirit stones for the pills, I will send them to the pill hall."

Everyone has come to the door, so it's not good to hide and tuck it, right?

One of the high-quality medicinal pills requires fifteen spirit stones, so it is not easy to directly account for this cheapness.

What's more, it's cheap for a little girl.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Mu Wan was stunned, then covered her face and smiled.

"Senior Brother Han, do you think I'm here to ask you for Lingshi?"

The little girl has a good figure, and her eyebrows and eyes are also very good-looking. She looks good when she smiles.

Han Muye gave a nine-point evaluation.

The main reason is that the body has not yet grown, and there is still room for development in terms of size.

Seemingly sensing Han Muye's gaze, Mu Wan snorted softly, raised her hand and took out a small jade bottle.

"Yesterday, I was able to refine a high-quality pill, and it was all thanks to your guidance, Senior Brother."

"These are two solid pills refined in the third furnace. I'll give them to my senior brother."

Saying that, she put the jade bottle on the long table.

"Send me?" Han Muye was a little surprised.

In the cultivation world, the life of low-level disciples is not easy.

No one has many extra spirit stones in their hands.

These two high-quality solid pills can be exchanged for a lot of spirit stones.

Little girl, this is kind of interesting.

"Of course it was given to Senior Brother." Mu Wan's expression remained unchanged.

Han Muye stretched out his hand to hold the jade bottle, then looked at Mu Wan, "Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

Hearing his words, Mu Wan's face turned red, but she nodded, and then said in a low voice, "I was very touched by what Senior Brother said yesterday."

"Unfortunately, I'm rather dull and can't understand it for a while."

Saying that, she raised her head and looked at Han Muye, "I've been learning to make a pot of medicinal pills recently, but it's always difficult to do so. I'd like to ask senior brother to help."

See alchemy?

It's not your fault for this.

Han Muye thought about it, nodded and said, "Yes, then, the day after tomorrow, the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, I will go to the Pill Hall."

He plans to go to the inner door tomorrow to see if there is a suitable cultivation method.

"Okay, I'll wait for senior brother in Dantang the day after tomorrow." Mu Wan smiled, bowed slightly, turned around and left.

Han Muye shook his head and looked at the jade bottle in his hand with a hint of joy in his eyes.

It's all money...

"Hey, what about the little girl? You're leaving now? Why don't you stay for a meal or something?"

Huang Laoliu, who had turned back from nowhere, stuck his head out, first looked at the direction of Han Muye's quiet room, and then opened his mouth with regret.

What are you thinking? Han Muye didn't bother to pay attention to him, he stretched out his hand to open the jade bottle, and poured out the two medicinal pills in it.

"Honey, is it a high-quality solid pill again?" Huang Laoliu stepped forward, and then said with envy on his face: "How many spirit stones did you buy?"

"It was given by Junior Sister Mu." Han Muye put his solid pill into the jade bottle and said lightly.

Huang Lao Liu had the urge to reach out and scratch Han Muye's face.

Do female cultivators in this world look at their faces?

Can the boutique Dan be given away for free?

"Why, do you want it?" Han Muye looked at Huang Lao Liu and handed over the jade bottle: "If Brother Liu wants it, take one of the ten spiritual stones."

Huang Laoliu frowned. Just as he was about to speak, Han Muye said, "I want to gather some spirit stones and go to the Inner Sect Chuan Gongtang tomorrow to see if I can buy one."

"This solid pill, I don't think it's very useful to me."

Hearing his words, Huang Laoliu nodded.

Without the modification of the exercises, the medicinal power of the medicinal herbs cannot be refined, and it is indeed of little use.

If you can cultivate a body training method, it will be different.

Perhaps, it could give Han Muye a chance.

"Okay, then I want this medicine pill." Taking the jade bottle, Huang Laoliu returned to his quiet room, put a packet of spirit stones on the table, and turned around and left.

Han Muye untied the cloth bag, stunned.

In this cloth bag, there are a hundred spiritual stones neatly arranged.

"Inner sect exercises are not cheap. Without a hundred spirit stones, you can't buy good exercises at all."

"If I borrow it from you, remember to pay it back to me with interest."

Huang Laoliu's voice came.

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