Sword art.

Using the sword as the body, the heavenly realm reshapes the physical body.

For Lu Gao, these were all things that were completely unimaginable, and he had never known that there was such a miraculous method of reshaping the physical body in the world.

He is just a handyman disciple who is worthy of entering the Peiyuan period.

But, Thaksin.

He believed that Han Muye would not lie to him.

But, can he practice such magical means and such powerful sword techniques?

Is he worthy?

"The Art of Weapon Sword indeed uses the divine weapon as its bones and condenses it into a sword."

The voice of the Jiange elder sounded, with a hint of regret.

"At that time, Elder Zhu Shen achieved great success with this technique and killed several sword cultivators of the same level until he was exhausted..."

The voice of Patriarch Tao Ran came: "If Elder Zhu Shen had condensed his body with a magical sword, he would have achieved the heavenly realm, just like Zhang Cheng."

"Hmph, that half volume of sword tactics was the one who surrounded and killed Elder Zhu in Fengling Sword Sect..."

Zhang Cheng of the Fengling Sword Sect practices military sword techniques and condenses his body with magical swords.

It is self-evident as to which family the lost sword art was in and who killed Elder Zhu Shen.

"Boy Han, I don't have any objection if you want to teach Lu Gaobing's sword skills. After all, he also injured his eyes while guarding the sword pavilion."

The sword pavilion elder looked at Han Muye, then lowered his voice and said, "But there is only half a volume left of the weapon sword art."

The Half Volume Sword Technique can condense the body into a sword, but it has no means of combat or swordsmanship.

Even if Lu Gao cultivated it, he would still have no fighting power, and it would be a waste of a good sword.

"Also, with Lu Gao's cultivation level, the spiritual weapons and sword energy are too strong to be integrated into the body, and the ordinary weapons have no spirituality. It may not be easy to master the sword art."

Ancestor Tao Ran obviously also knew the art of swordsmanship and spoke softly from the side.

The art of swordsmanship is not that easy to practice.

The words of Elder Jiange and Old Tao Ran caused Lu Gao's expression to change constantly as he stood there, and his hand holding the wooden stick tightened again and again.

There is a glimmer of hope, but is it impossible in the end?

How could he be willing to come down if there was even a glimmer of hope for him to stay on the mountain and practice?

If he didn't really like the ordinary and comfortable life of guarding the door of Jiange, how could he risk his life to guard the door of Jiange?

"It doesn't matter, I've deduced the outline of the Half Volume Sword Art." Han Muye said with a smile on his face and a soft voice.

"Hey, I, Lao Liu, was the first to believe Brother Han's understanding." Huang Lao Liu chuckled at the side and said, "He said it's OK, so of course it's OK."

Gao Xiaoxuan on the side looked up at Han Muye. The little fox in her arms also raised his head, with a trace of bright light flashing in his eyes.

"As for the problem of swords being difficult to fuse," Han Muye turned to look at Gao Xiaoxuan with a smile on his face: "Xiao Xuanzi, are you willing to help Brother Lu?"

Gao Xiaoxuan nodded quickly, then shook his head and said softly: "But I don't know how to help..."

Han Muye laughed loudly, stretched out his hand to touch Gao Xiaoxuan's head and said, "Simple, tell the sword to help Brother Lu practice. When Brother Lu reaches a higher level, he can turn it into a magic weapon."

Han Muye looked down at Gao Xiaoxuan: "Will they listen to you?"

In front of the gate of Jiange, the elder of Jiange and Patriarch Tao Ran looked at each other, and their eyes fell on Gao Xiaoxuan.

Huang Laoliu looked confused, put his hand on Gao Xiaoxuan's shoulder, moved closer to Han Muye, and whispered: "Well, don't make things difficult for this little guy."

Talking to the sword can only fool a child, right?

If things work out, everyone will be happy.

If Lu Gao fails to master the sword technique, wouldn't this kid Gao Xiaoxuan be made to take the blame?

"Brother Six, this is not difficult."

"They all listen to what I say." Gao Xiaoxuan's voice came with a hint of relaxation.

"I will make that sword obey Brother Lu obediently and be Brother Lu's eyes."

…

Until the afternoon, Huang Laoliu looked at Gao Xiaoxuan with a strange look.

Many times I hesitated to speak.

Lu Gao decided to stay, but he was unable to practice the sword art for the time being.

According to what Han Muye said, you need to wait until Han Muye recovers and his soul is stable, and then help him deduce it a few more times.

In addition, Lu Gao's cultivation level is really too low, and he needs to cultivate a little deeper before he can achieve it.

At least the Dantian should be opened up.

Lu Gao changed his practice skills at the Yanfa Building last time. He spent more time practicing, and with the elixirs in Han Muye's hands, he was able to reach the third level of the Peiyuan Stage to open up his Dantian very quickly.

In the afternoon, several inner disciples came to receive the sword. They all greeted Huang Laoliu politely and then presented them with spiritual stones.

Sixth Brother's reputation is really famous.

Gao Xiaoxuan was also a little money-lover, so he cooperated with Huang Laoliu to make proper arrangements for the sword-leading disciples.

Han Muye felt that he was about to become the most idle person in Jiange.

Taking spiritual stones for nothing and not doing any work.

"Jiange leads the sword -" Lu Gao's voice was loud at the door. He just stood up and lowered his voice: "Golden Fairy is here. Fairy, Senior Brother Han is awake. We will drink together at noon."

At the door, the voice of Alchemy female cultivator Jin Yuan was clear: "Are you awake?"

"Drinking just after waking up?"

Just as Jin Yuan was about to step into the sword pavilion, Han Muye had already walked out.

"Sword Pavilion is an important place, please don't enter unless you want it."

Hearing Han Muye's words, Jin Yuan glanced up and down his body and muttered: "I'm really awake. I'm really lucky. I survived the depletion of life span last time, and this time..."

Han Muye felt that Fairy Jin Yuan was just coming to see if he was dead.

"Ahem, Golden Fairy, what's wrong with you?"

Before Jin Yuan could answer, Lu Gao on the side had already spoken: "Senior Brother Han, Elder Su Liang has sent Fairy Jin to visit you in two days."

"She often goes to your quiet room."

Han Muye was stunned and turned to look at Jin Yuan.

Is this female nun or my attending physician?

The key is to enter your own quiet room. Not only do you need permission from the sword pavilion elders, but you also risk being harmed by the sword energy.

"Jin Fairy, it was me who was abrupt." Han Muye cupped his hands towards Jin Yuan and whispered.

Jin Yuan shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter."

She looked at Han Muye's face, and then said: "Although you are awake, you should drink less wine. Your soul is seriously damaged, and there is nothing I can do about it."

"The elixir that can heal injuries to the soul and replenish the soul must be at least the fourth grade."

No one on Jiuxuan Mountain can refine a fourth-grade elixir.

"You should cultivate yourself well, and I will report it to Master." Jin Yuan turned around and left.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Golden Fairy, it's easy to go, come here often." Lu Gao's voice was louder.

Watching Jin Yuan leave, Han Muye turned around and said, "How did you know she was here?"

Lu Gao grinned and said, "You can smell it, that smell of medicine."

Dog nose.

Han Muye shook his head and walked into the sword pavilion.

Jin Yuan is right, his soul injury does need to be cultivated.

But the best way is to use the Condensing Sword Technique to condense the soul, stimulate the improvement of the power of the soul, and practice quickly.

It would be even better if we could find help in refining elixirs to enhance the soul.

With Huang Laoliu and the others guarding the Jiange Pavilion, it was natural for Han Muye, who was sick, to rest in the quiet room.

Returning to the quiet room, Han Muye sat quietly cross-legged, with a faint sword energy surging around his body.

Xuanyang Jue.

The sword energy of the divine soul and body is mobilized at the same time, toning the muscles and bones, condensing the sword bones, absorbing the sword energy, and taming the drive.

The sword energy absorbed around Han Muye was completely insufficient. The sword energy in the sea of ​​​​qi circulated rapidly and rolled back into his dantian.

Originally, when I was practicing the Sword Art, it was unspeakably painful to absorb the sword energy into my body, but now I transformed into the Xuanyang Art, and that pain was long gone.

This is what spiritual practice is like.
To be continued...