Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Fingers touched the hilt of the sword, and messages penetrated directly into Han Muye's mind.

A fine iron heavy sword, the sword is four feet long and weighs eighty pounds.

These heavy swords, actually is not tempered, but cast with abrasives and then polished.

This sword is relatively rough, but it is better than the material used. It is high-quality fine iron, and it is very valuable.

Squinting slightly, a shirtless man wielding a sword flashed in front of Han Muye.

"My generation practice swords, pay attention to diligence to make up for one's clumsiness."

"Jiu Xuan Jianmen inherits the five veins of gold, wood, water, fire, and soil. Among them, the swordsmanship of the earth is about thick and steady."

"Draw a sword ten thousand times, crack a stone and destroy a mountain."

This big man is Teacher Lin.

"boom--"

The long sword shattered a piece of bluestone, and Coach Lin grinned.

"I draw my sword thousands of times, soon, when I destroy the mountain with one sword, I will be invincible at the same rank."

Xuanyuan swordsmanship, cracking stones.

A profound swordsmanship, destroying mountains.

One Mysterious Swordsmanship is already the highest level swordsmanship practiced by the Outer Sect disciples in the Nine Mysterious Swordsmen.

The two swordsmanships were comprehended, and then the thick breath poured into Han Muye's body, causing him to tremble slightly.

This time, he clearly felt the presence of the power that traveled through the body Meridians.

Is this the Spiritual Qi of practice?

But I didn't cultivate any Cultivation Technique at all.

Han Muye's hand holding the hilt clenched.

"Cough, um, this sword is sinking." Teacher Lin looked at Han Muye's body and said a little nervously.

The next moment, Han Muye has raised the long sword with one hand.

With the strange power circulating in his body, Han Muye found that he didn't need much strength to hold the sword.

The long sword was held high, his back arched slightly, and the force extended forward from his feet until the sword's edge.

This is the knack of sword-splitting swordsmanship.

Only with the strength of the whole body can one have the power to destroy mountains and crack rocks.

"Um, don't cut my sword..." Teacher Lin rubbed his hands together and reminded in a low voice.

"call--"

Before he could finish speaking, Han Muye had already slashed with a sword.

This sword slashed in the air, causing the wind to scream, causing the new disciples sitting in front to turn pale and subconsciously retreat.

When they came back to their senses, Han Muye had already handed back the long sword.

"Teacher Lin, how is my sword?"

Han Muye cupped hands said.

"This sword..." Teacher Lin hesitated for a while, then nodded and said, "Very good, very good."

He looked at Han Muye, then lowered his voice: "What's your name?"

"My name is Han Muye, and I'm a swordsman in the sword pavilion." Han Muye cupped his hands with a smile, turned and left.

The ability of this coach Lin is just like this, and it is of no great use to stay.

"Swordsman?"

Coach Lin was stunned for a moment, until Han Muye was far away, and then he said with a confused face: "You can practice 50% of the essence of Xuanyuan swordsmanship by just watching it once. How can such a genius be a sword watcher..."

...

After leaving the transfer power hall, Han Muye went to Dan Tang.

It seems that Outer Sect can't learn any real skills. If you want to learn it, it is estimated that you should go to Inner Sect to see.

When you go back, ask Huang Laoliu about the situation of the Inner Sect.

Dantang was not too far away, Han Muye walked for half an hour before smelling a burning scent mixed with medicine.

Turning around the foot of the mountain, there is a continuous low bamboo building, that is Dantang.

Dantang is not built with masonry, because the place is prone to fire.

Built of masonry, rebuilding is too troublesome.

Bamboo building, burned down and rebuilt, is not distressed.

There are already quite a few disciples at the entrance of the Pill Hall, some come to buy pills, and there are also Pill Hall disciples who sell pills. Han Muye stepped forward to explain his intention, and a disciple of the Dan Tang wearing a blue-grey robe led him into the bamboo building.

"Which senior has solid pills to sell? This senior wants two solid pills."

The disciples who led the way Dantang shouted loudly, causing the pill refining disciples who were circling the stove in front of them to raise their heads slightly.

"Solid Pill? That thing is used less, I haven't practiced it."

"I don't have a solid pill, do you want a Qi Condensation pill?"

"Only earth vein disciples need solid pills, and not many people usually buy this pill."

Jiuxuan Jianmen's five-vessel sword cultivator, four of which are light and fast, focusing on speed and sharpness, only the earth veins seek thick and steady.

Solid pills are generally available to them.

In this room full of Pill Hall disciples, no one actually had solid pills in their hands.

"Do you want two solid pills? Six Spirit Stones, how about I help you refine them?" A female cultivator in blue clothes, who was about ten years old, raised her head and looked at Han Muye.

This female cultivator has delicate eyebrows and pure eyes, sitting there cross-legged like a green lotus.

"Junior sister, you don't always refine solid pills. If you destroy a few more pots of elixir, you will lose more than you gain." Someone next to the female cultivator whispered.

"Junior Sister Muwan, why are you doing this? Cultivation is all about chance. If he can't buy a solid pill, the chance has not come." Not far away, a Daoist in his thirties frowned and spoke in a deep voice.

Others also spoke up.

"Giggle, then he met me today at pill refining, isn't it a chance?" The female nun stood up, raised her hand, and put away the bronze-colored pill furnace in front of her.

"Let's go, let's get the elixir."

Holding the pill stove in one hand, the female cultivator beckoned to Han Muye and walked to the corridor on the side of the bamboo building.

"My name is Mu Wan, what's your name? Are you a disciple of the earth vein?" The female cultivator spoke as she walked away.

"Next to Han Muye, it's the swordsman of the sword pavilion." Han Muye said.

"Swordsman?" Mu Wan paused, turned her head, and looked up and down Han Muye with a strange expression.

"It's said that your sword watchers are aliens in the Sect, so there's nothing weird about it."

After whispering a few words, Mu Wan walked forward.

In front of the place is the place to receive the elixir. Mu Wan quickly received nine elixir for refining solid pills from three furnaces, costing a total of three Spirit Stones.

"Look, I really don't earn your Spirit Stones."

Asking Han Muye to help carry the elixir, Mu Wan spoke up again.

"I understand." Han Muye nodded and said softly, "I will buy solid pills from you in the future."

Hearing his words, Mu Wan laughed and led him to a secluded place.

"Are you here waiting for me to pill refining, or look elsewhere?"

Mu Wan sat cross-legged, the Dan Ding floated in front of her, and a flame was ascending from her left palm.

Is this pill refining?

Han Muye took a few steps back curiously and watched Mu Wan take pill refining.

The flame burned the elixir furnace, causing the heat in the elixir furnace to rise. At this time, Mu Wan began to put the first elixir into the elixir furnace.

This is a sturdy elixir that penetrates into the roots of the tree. As soon as it is put into the pill furnace, there is a bitter taste that permeates the air.

With one hand, Mu Wan moved the pill furnace to rotate, and with the other hand, she kept throwing all kinds of elixir into it.

Some of these elixir are like tree roots, some are grass leaves, and some are directly like slag like bluestone.

Nine kinds of elixir were put into the pill cauldron in different order, and then the flames constantly changed in size and position.

Mu Wan began to rotate the pill furnace carefully. In Han Muye's opinion, this was to make the elixir in it fuse the medicinal power.

"Bam—"

Suddenly, Dan Ding was shocked and made a muffled sound.

Mu Wan's face froze, and then she stopped spinning the cauldron with a frustrated look, lifted the lid of the stove, and a burning smell came.

"Sure enough, it was born by hand, and a pot of elixir was wasted."

"If this is scrapped again, I will lose money."

After pouring out the pill residue, Mu Wan started pill refining again.

Han Muye closed his eyes slightly, and the images flowed in his mind.

Comprehend the technique of Xuanhuo pill refining.

Understand the method of refining solid pills.

Opening his eyes, looking at Mu Wan who had already thrown the seventh elixir into Dan Ding, Han Muye suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

"Release the ringworm grass first, otherwise this furnace will still be scrapped."