Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-03-10

Chapter 26 Mo Yuan’s Conditions (seeking a follow-up vote)

Living outside by the water, on the mountain road, Mu Wan Head down.

“Senior Brother, I, I’ll try to find a way to help you find a medicine pill that increases life essence.”

It’s hard to find a medicine pill that increases life essence, it’s all may come by with luck, but not by searching for it.

Mu Wan has no confidence in his heart when he said such words.

Han Muye chuckled, turned his head, looked towards her and said, “Junior Sister, don’t worry, it’s just life essence wasting away, no major event.”

Mu Wan’s Pill Dao’s cultivation base, naturally he can’t see how much life essence he has left.

Nodding, Mu Wan said softly: “Then Senior Brother, you go back to Sword Pavilion, I’ll go back to Pill Hall.”

Han Muye looked at the sky, nodded and said: ” Well, I’ll go to Pill Hall when I have time, and if you need me to help you comprehend, you can also come to the Sword Pavilion to find me.”

This little girl will look even better if it grows.

Not to mention a temperament pure Little Rich Lady.

Old Six Huang also makes sense.

The two left along the mountain road. After a while, Mu Wan returned to the intersection with a sad face.

She looked at the direction Han Muye was leaving, then turned to the waterfront residence.

A moment later, Mu Wan of complexion pale turned around again.

“Senior Brother Han, there are only six or seven days of lifespan left…”

She whispered, browses tightly frowns, clenched her fists, and strode forward running.

…

Han Muye did not return to the Sword Pavilion.

Utilizing the power of body refinement, he was like the wind, straddling several feet in one step, but in just over a quarter of an hour, he had reached the clear stream where the Outer Sect Disciple lived.

Looking at the wood house ahead, taking a deep breath, Han Muye strode over.

The owner of the wood house seemed to be aware and pushed open the door.

Mo Yuan.

outer sect Number One Person.

“Yesterday they said someone was looking for me, so I guessed it was you.”

Mo Yuan hehe smiled, raised his hand to signal, then turned around and walked back with some staggering steps. wood house.

Han Muye walked into the wood house and saw that it was poorly furnished, not even some necessities.

Mo Yuan sat down at a small wooden table, raised his head and said, “If you are late for a day or two, I’m afraid you won’t be able to find me.”

What do you mean?

Han Muye sits cross-legged across from Mo Yuan and whispers: “Why?”

Mo Yuan’s face is lonely, but relieved: “hehe, my wish has been fulfilled. , what are you still doing here?”

Speaking of this, he looked towards Han Muye, and there was a hint of sparkle in his turbid eyes.

I wished, is Myriad Swords Returning to Origin already passed on to me?

Han Muye has a clear comprehension in his heart.

Mo Yuan stayed in the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect because he wanted to inherit the Myriad Swords Returning to Origin inheritance that he had created all his life.

Now that he has learned Myriad Swords Returning to Origin, he has made up his mind and is ready to leave the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect, either to go into seclusion or to return to his hometown.

Mo Yuan raised his head and said with a slight smile: “You, but Cultivation Myriad Swords Returning to Origin, do you have any questions?”

Han Muye pondered for a moment, then whispered: ” senior, I don’t know how you can solve the problem of sword Qi inside the body?”

Hearing Han Muye’s words, Mo Yuan stroked his hand with joy on his face: “I knew you were born to practice swordsmanship. .”

“How long does it take for you to find out the secret of Myriad Swords Returning to Origin!”

A sigh flashed on his face, and Mo Yuan seemed to fall into memory: ” Back then, I was determined to create Myriad Swords Returning to Origin, but there was no progress in ten years.”

“Later, I went to see the Sword, whose sword qi dissipated and had little life essence because of the envoy Nine Mysteries Sword. Pavilion Elder, he told me—”

Having said this, Mo Yuan raised his hand and took out a simple long sword and placed it on the table in front of him.

“Cangji——”

The long sword came out of its sheath, clear as water.

“Wipe your sword every day and keep your sword Qi for ten years.”

“When the first strand of sword Qi is inside the body…”

Mo Yuan suddenly grinned, leaned forward, and gently put the long sword into the scabbard, as if he didn’t want to say something, which was heard by the long sword.

“Dual Cultivation?”

The corners of the old fogey’s eyes were all sleazy.

Han Muye nods, the feeling that Mo Yuan said, he has experienced.

Seeing him nodded, Mo Yuan’s face is even more wretched, and he waved his hand: “Yes, that’s the feeling, you have tasted it once, then…”

“sword I know the taste of Qi inside the body.” Han Muye whispered.

“Haha, that’s fine, then—what!” Mo Yuan, who had been laughing, overturned the wooden table in front of him, and the long sword fell to the ground without concern.

He jumped in front of Han Muye and grabbed Han Muye’s arm.

“sword Qi inside the body, sword Qi inside the body…”

His palm moved forward inch by inch on Han Muye’s arm, groping, his face pale.

“You are too impatient, too impatient. Three years, three years, the first strand of sword qi condenses. At that time, the muscles and bones of the body are adapted to sword qi, which is the best time.”

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“If you do this, your vitality will be damaged, and your life essence will be consumed by sword qi…”

“Hey, it’s all my fault, it’s all my fault for not telling you about the taboos of Cultivation.” Mo Yuan’s face was full of remorse.

“I am Sword Pavilion swordwatch, this sword Qi inside the body has nothing to do with the practice of Myriad Swords Returning to Origin.” Looking at the old man’s expression, Han Muye said softly.

“swordwatch?” Mo Yuan was stunned.

He slowly sat back to his seat and whispered, “Yes, swordwatch, swordwatch is the easiest way to get sword qi, why didn’t I expect…”

Speaking of this, He paused and looked towards Han Muye: “How long do you think your vitality can last?”

How long can you last.

Han Muye sighed in his heart, if he could survive for a long time, he would not have come to look for Mo Yuan, an old man who was dying, to ask for alchemy.

Seeing Han Muye’s silence, Mo Yuan nodded and said, “I understand.”

He fumbled, took out a small wooden box, and opened it, there was a small jade bottle.

“Boy, I have a medicine pill, which can help you add some life essence.”

He casually handed the medicine pill to Han Muye.

Looking at the medicine pill in front of him, Han Muye was silent again.

This pill is worth thirty thousand Spirit Stone.

There are 30,000 Spirit Stones that can do a lot of things.

For an Outer Sect Disciple like Mo Yuan, 30,000 Spirit Stones should be a lifetime savings.

Moreover, this pill was given to him by Mo Yuan.

His own life essence should be exhausted.

“Senior, this medicine pill is valuable and useful to you.” Han Muye whispered.

Originally, he was going to find Mo Yuan to buy this medicine pill.

But seeing Mo Yuan and seeing him pack everything, Han Muye already understands.

Mo Yuan’s life essence will be exhausted.

Now, Mo Yuan sent the medicine pill to Han Muye, but he couldn’t bear to ask for this medicine pill any more.

He wants a medicine pill to prolong his life, so why not Mo Yuan?

“hehe, my old bones, what’s the difference between this one or not?” Mo Yuan shook his head, looking towards Han Muye.

“This pill is not given to you for free.”

“You promise me two conditions.”

He raised his hand: “First , accompany me down the mountain tomorrow and go to my hometown.”

“Second, if it is, in the future, don’t let Myriad Swords Returning to Origin cut off inheritance.”

Mo Yuan It means that if Han Muye’s own life essence is exhausted one day, he must pass on the Myriad Swords Returning to Origin, and cannot directly break the inheritance.

It’s just that he wasn’t as clear as he said.

“If I don’t come, is senior planning to go back to his hometown alone?” Han Muye looked towards Mo Yuan.

p> “When I came here, seven or eight friends came together, and I was two hundred years old, and I was the only one left…” Mo Yuan said in a nod.

Cultivation is like this, a hundred years, old people wither.

“Then, I don’t know if the senior’s hometown is far away?” Han Muye asked in a low voice.

He wanted to give Mo Yuan a ride, but he didn’t want to leave Sword Pavilion for too long.

“Hehe, it’s not far, thousands of miles down the mountain, it takes only four or five days to go back and forth in a sect carriage.” Mo Yuan looked at Han Muye with a hint of hope in his eyes.

“Okay, tomorrow, I’ll be waiting for the senior at the mountain gate.” Han Muye bowed, then bent over, picked up Mo Yuan’s long sword, placed it on the wooden table, and turned to leave.

Watching him leave his back and looking at the medicine pill still on the table, Mo Yuan showed a hint of relief on his face.

Thank you for reading, let’s go!

Well, it’s that rush, not that rush.

(End of this chapter)