Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-04-14

Chapter 48 Boy Han, do you believe in fate?

This person is Ji Yuan!

The eighth outer sect, Ji Yuan who has been missing for a year.

He didn’t hide from the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect, but instead, came to the Sword Pavilion?

Also, he was wearing an Inner Sect shirt.

Taking a breath, Han Muye stepped forward with a blank face and raised his hand to catch the long sword.

The long sword was cold in hand, and there seemed to be a trace of baleful aura on it.

This sword has killed people recently.

Hand holding the hilt, Han Muye squeezed slightly.

“Cangji——”

The long sword was unsheathed, and the cold suddenly appeared.

“I received a sword from the inner sect disciple today, and the blade is not damaged.”

The long sword was sheathed, held in both hands, and turned around and walked towards the sword pavilion. .

His hand rested lightly on the hilt of the sword.

“Om—”

one after another image flashed in his mind, and a tyrannical aura rushed towards his mind, making him pale.

In that picture, Ji Yuan sword edge swayed with a long sword, and the sword light swept across, bringing up pieces of blood mist.

Nine Mysteries Sword Sect Disciple!

The people who were beheaded in that picture were Wu Teng and the others from the Fire Vein Disciple.

The murderer who killed Wu Teng and the others was really Ji Yuan!

In the Qi Sea, the dark red sword intent surged and seemed to rush out directly, killing Ji Yuan standing at the door with a sword.

It’s just Han Muye holding it down.

He calmly put the long sword on the wooden stand, then turned around to the long desk and picked up the ink pen.

“The name of the person who sent the sword, what lineage Cultivation?”

Ji Yuan, who was standing at the door, was taken aback by his words, opened the mouth and said: “There is this way of sending the sword. The program? Why don’t I know?”

Han Muye held a pen in one hand, looked up and looked towards him: “Have you delivered it before?”

Ji Yuan’s face stiffened, and he shook his head hurriedly Said: “No.”

After he finished speaking, he said in a low voice: “My name is Zhu Guangsheng, and I am Cultivation under Elder Lin of Mumai Qin.”

Han Muye took a note, and then Nodding: “It’s done.”

Zhu Guangsheng turned around and left.

“Zhu Guangsheng, Qin Lin…” Han Muye watched him leave his back and put down the ink pen gently.

In his mind, a tyrannical aura continued to spread, as if to control his entire being.

“humph.”

With a low hum, his sword intent in Qi Sea shook.

The tyrannical aura in my mind was instantly smashed into pieces and turned into nothingness.

“It turns out that no one remembers why this sword was here last time, because the sword has this breath, which can eliminate swordwatch’s memory.”

“Even, that one received The swordwatch of the sword was killed by this breath.”

There was a deep aura in his eyes, and Han Muye’s face sank.

The same as swordwatch, he has an empathy.

He wanted revenge.

How did Su Yang die?

Do you want to report this to Elder?

Yes, but not good.

He couldn’t explain where his judgments came from.

To kill Zhu Guangsheng directly?

Not good either.

Sometimes killing is not the best solution to a problem.

What is the purpose of this Zhu Guangsheng, or Ji Yuan sending the sword back?

Perhaps, breaking the game is in the Sword Pavilion!

Han Muye turned his head and looked towards the long wooden frame.

Those long swords also seemed to vibrate slightly, resonating with his eyes.

……

Beside the Sword Pavilion door, there are several dishes on a small wooden table, Han Muye, Old Six Huang, and Lu Gao are sitting around.

Lu Gao couldn’t bear the erosion of sword qi, so he could only eat by the door.

Han Muye was thinking about something, but didn’t speak.

Old Six Huang went out to relax, but when he came back, he was completely absent-minded.

Suddenly, the atmosphere was a little dull.

“Sixth Brother, today’s meat is rotten, I chose it specially.” Lu Gao pointed to the big meat on the plate with his chopsticks, and whispered in a pleasing voice.

“Can’t I, Huang Zhenxiong, eat even a piece of meat? Want you to choose?”

Old Six Huang “Pa” clasped the bamboo chopsticks on the table, then stood up , go straight back to the quiet room.

Lu Gao opened his mouth and looked towards Han Muye with a bitter face.

Han Muye shook his head and said, “Leave him alone.”

In the afternoon, Han Muye huddled in the quiet room and made a few batches of Cloud Qi Pill.

Use sword qi pill concocting, every Cloud Qi Pill you get is Top Grade.

And each pot can harvest five pills.

Perhaps it was the cultivation base to Essence Cultivation, or maybe the Body Refinement Cultivation Art has grown. Han Muye didn’t feel tired at all after pill concocting all afternoon.

When the sun went down, Lu Gao closed the door of Sword Pavilion and Han Muye came out of the quiet room to see Old Six Huang full of alcohol.

Old Six Huang normally only drinks before going to bed, rarely during the day.

“Sixth Brother, what happened today?”

Han Muye frowned looking towards Old Six Huang.

Old Six Huang has a good temperament. Although he is a bit cunning, he has nothing to say to himself.

Old Six Huang raised his head, his yellow eyes looked towards Han Muye, then shook his head and said, “Hey, Boy Han, how can you understand the pain in Sixth Brother’s heart like you are a pretty boy with endless peach blossoms. …”

Peach blossoms constantly?

Pretty boy?

In Old Six Huang’s mind, is he like this?

Han Muye wants to refute, but think about Mu Wan, let Lu Gao speak, Bai Suzhen who asked himself why he didn’t go, and Qiao Qing’er who came to Sword Pavilion yesterday to apologize.

Is it true that I am more female than Old Six Huang?

Han Muye lightly coughed: “cough cough, Sixth Brother, that you don’t mean Yamashita, there is that, three Spirit Stones…”

It seems that Old Six Huang is holding back recently It’s been a long time, and my heart is on fire.

Getting pissed.

“Boy Han, Sixth Brother, I am in your eyes, is that kind of person?” Old Six Huang stared.

“No, no.” Han Muye said with a busy smile.

Old Six Huang shook his head, raised his hand to touch the bottle gourd, grabbed it and shook it, empty.

He sighed, then whispered: “Boy Han, do you believe in fate?”

Fate?

I believe in fate.

Han Muye wanted to shake his head, but suddenly his heart moved, with a sincere expression on his face: “I believe.”

A good gossip listener must be skilled and cooperative.

Sure enough, Old Six Huang suddenly felt a sense of finding a confidant and reached out to pat Han Muye on the shoulder.

“I believe too.”

“Today, I saw her…”

She?

Han Muye’s eyes lit up, not sleepy at all.

Old Six Huang is no longer depressed when he finds a person to talk to.

It turned out that his hometown was a small town thousands of miles away from the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect.

A dozen years ago, they went to the Cultivation sect with a group of youngsters to learn from Cultivation.

Among them, there are men and women.

The story is bloody.

Old Six Huang fell in love at first sight with one of the women.

It’s just this emotion that naturally can only be pressed in the bottom of my heart.

They visited several Sects together, originally seven or eight people, some stayed in the Cultivation Sect, and some returned to their hometowns.

The woman stayed in the sect, Old Six Huang, the one who was going back to her hometown.

“So, Sixth Brother, you said that you want to become the Heaven Stage for this, uh, Sixth Sister-in-law?” Han Muye approached and asked in a low voice.

Old Six Huang’s already blushing face was swollen when he heard about his sister-in-law Liu, adding another red cloud.

This guy is also shy.

“I said it at the time, I want her to see, I will become Heaven Stage.”

Old Six Huang murmured in his mouth.

Speaking of this, he slightly trembled his shoulders, then looked towards Han Muye, lowering his voice: “Boy Han, today, I saw Pingmei.”

“It’s just that she has Don’t recognize me…”

Leaning back on the big chair, Old Six Huang didn’t seem to be angry.

See?

See someone in Nine Mysteries Sword Sect who worshipped another Sect over a decade ago?

Han Muye moved in his heart and said, “Are they here for the party? Which Sect is the sixth sister-in-law?”

“Clear Wind Temple, now Pingmei is Clear Wind Temple’s inner sect disciple.”

“Hey, she’s already an inner sect disciple, I’m still an unknown swordwatch, it’s okay if I don’t know me…” Old Six Huang sighed again.

Clear Wind Temple.

This name, Han Muye has seen from Qin Yuanhe’s saber memory.

This Sect has taken refuge in the Supreme Spirit Sword Sect.

Han Muye’s eyes narrowed slightly.

(End of this chapter)