Comprehensive Comprehension: Sixty Years of Observing Swords in Jiange 129. Are you the one who wants to practice Ten Thousand Swords and return to your clan?
129. Are you the one who wants to practice Ten Thousand Swords and return to your clan?
"The third level of Bibo Swordsmanship?" Han Muye whispered.
Bibo Swordsmanship has the third level.
The third level already involves sword intent.
Contrary to the initial speculation, Bibo's swordsmanship is still too low-level, and he has no understanding of sword power at the third level.
This is Han Muye's experience after deducing the Bibo Sword.
Among the Nine-Xuan Sword Sect, the swordsmanship involving sword power is at least the Five-Xuan level.
Among the Four Mysterious Swordsmanships, only a few can combine the power of other swordsmanships and then condense the power of the sword.
Even the Five Mysterious Swordsmanship also requires fusion of power.
Fire Vein's prairie fire sword technique requires the help of the power of wind.
Tuoba Cheng's earth-veined White Tiger Sword Power also borrowed the power of the body-training technique to condense the sword power with the general force.
Seeing Han Muye pondering, Yang Shao raised his hand and took out a light yellow book from his arms.
"Brother, this is the mission book I completed, worth ninety merit points."
"This is all I can give now."
Taking a breath, Yang Shao whispered.
Han Muye glanced at the mission books but did not reach out to take them.
"Senior brother, my master went down the mountain to fight at the Fengling Sword Sect's headquarters, and most of my disciples from Santan Pavilion went there."
"When it's my turn to go there, I'll be able to earn merit."
"Senior brother, tell me what price you want. When I return to the mountain, I will return the merit to you."
Yang Shao held the mission book, a trace of anxiety flashed across his face, and whispered.
He can't be impatient.
Plans cannot keep up with changes.
At the beginning, his master, Xu Haosheng, the elder of Santan Pavilion, said that he would be accepted as a closed disciple. As long as he understood the third level of Bibo Swordsmanship within three years, he would get a true successor for him.
That values his understanding and is a long-term investment.
But now that the war has begun, combat power is the most important thing.
In Santan Pavilion, Su Yunsheng's fighting prowess was overwhelming and he was the best, earning Santan Pavilion many merits and prestige.
Xu Haosheng also changed his attitude and planned to recommend Su Yunsheng as the true successor.
Yang Shao couldn't bear to part with this position of true successor.
True disciples have the opportunity to enter the spiritual land to practice.
The various resources are skewed, and even the inner disciples cannot compare.
"It's not a question of merit." Han Muye shook his head, looked at Yang Shao, and said softly: "The third level of blue waves, returning to the waveless state of the ancient well, has another dramatic change of surging waves."
"The state of mind at that moment can only be understood if you experience it."
After saying that, he reached out and opened the book on the bookshelf, carefully read the introduction of the exercises on it, and ignored Yang Shao.
"There are no waves in the ancient well, but there are surging waves?"
"Is this possible?"
The expression on Yang Shao's face changed, he cupped his hands towards Han Muye, put away the mission book, and turned around to leave.
He believed that Han Muye would not lie to him.
There is no need to lie to him.
Perhaps, it is really just that he does not have enough mental understanding to understand the third level of Bibo.
The opportunity has not come yet.
Practice, that's it.
Han Muye continued to flip through the book very quickly.
"Jin Yang Jue?"
Opening a book, Han Muye's eyes lit up.
This technique is a blazing technique that condenses spiritual energy and turns it into a blazing sun.
Different from the fire pulse cultivation method, this cultivation method corresponds to the great sun that is inseparable from the growth of all things.
This technique is powerful and magnificent, and it is very useful for training the meridians.
Taking the blank technique, he walked to the receptionist, the green-robed deacon, and Han Muye handed it over.
"Jin Yang Jue?"
The deacon shook his head and whispered: "This technique is incomplete, but an ancient practice."
"You'd better change it to another one."
Ancient times?
Han Muye chuckled and said, "Let me practice it first."
If we don’t figure it out, we’ll just look at it.
Seeing Han Muye's insistence, the green-robed deacon took out a jade plaque and said, "Publish the performance task. Not many people have practiced this technique, so you must be mentally prepared."
"If there is really no one performing the exercises, you can go to the library in the middle of the door and watch the exercises directly."
"But in that case, it's up to you how much you can understand."
No one explains the method, I just read the classics, it really depends on my understanding.
For most practitioners, this kind of practice, the time it takes to understand the exercises, and the various difficulties encountered in the process of deriving the exercises are all headaches.
Han Muye took the jade plaque, walked straight to the corresponding quiet room, and then entered the performance requirements on the jade bi with a familiar routine.
"Quiet room No. 38 seeks to perform Jinyang Jue, and I will be rewarded with one hundred meritorious deeds."
One hundred meritorious deeds and ten thousand spirit stones. This technique is considered expensive among the seventh-level qualifications.
Sure enough, the task was sent out, but no one took it for a long time.
It seems that not many people practice it.
Just when Han Muye was about to give up on the publishing mission and see when he would go to the library to check out the exercises, a light flashed on the stone wall in front of him.
The task has been accepted.
After a moment, a middle-aged man in white robe walked into the quiet room.
I know Han Muye.
Shen Muyang, an elite disciple of the Fire Vein.
In the beginning, it was this acting master who sought swordsmanship to start a prairie fire.
"Do you want to practice Jinyang Jue?" Looking at Han Muye, Shen Muyang said in a deep voice.
Today, Han Muye is not wearing a robe or mask to hide his identity. Naturally, Shen Muyang does not know that the person in front of him is his big creditor.
Han Muye nodded.
"The Golden Yang Jue has been inherited since ancient times. The technique is incomplete and practice is not easy. Do you know this?" Shen Muyang saw Han Muye nodding and spoke again.
Han Muye said softly: "I know."
The mask that concealed his identity could change his voice. At this time, Han Muye's voice had not changed, it was completely different from before.
Shen Muyang was not aware of Han Muye's identity at all, and just nodded and said: "Okay, I will show you the practice formula and practice process of this technique."
After saying this, he trembled, crossed his knees slightly in the air, and then spoke in a low voice.
"Hide the fierceness of Xuanyuan and consolidate the tranquility of the Three Yangs."
"The spirit of luck sank into the valley for nine days and turned into a beautiful forest..."
In Han Muye's mind, a picture of meridians running appeared.
The spiritual energy is poured from the top of the head, and then gathers along the meridians to the Dantian.
The speed and amount of spiritual energy that this Golden Yang Technique operates are several times that of other techniques.
Understand the Golden Yang Technique.
When Shen Muyang finished explaining the technique, Han Muye had already understood it.
"I will explain it to you twice more. Remember, you should not practice this Jinyang Jue for more than two quarters of an hour a day."
"Otherwise, the fierce sun fire energy will burn the meridians, and the spiritual energy in the Dantian will be rolled back, causing the risk of dissipation of power."
Shen Muyang looked at Han Muye, trembled, and started explaining again.
Shen Muyang didn't leave until nearly half an hour later.
When leaving, he also told Han Muye to carefully control the amount of spiritual energy he absorbed.
Han Muye smiled bitterly as he watched Shen Muyang take away the spirit stone worth one hundred meritorious deeds.
Who is the creditor?
It’s just that Patriarch Tao Ran lives in Jiange now. If he reveals his identity and asks for the thousand meritorious deeds owed by Su Yuan, Patriarch Tao Ran might chase him and ask him how he learned to start a prairie fire.
Han Muye didn't want outsiders to know that he had learned the skills from the sword.
It's just a thousand meritorious deeds, and it's just owed for nothing with no interest. I'm really not willing to accept it...
Turning to look at the jade, there was a task circulating on it to seek the practice of the prairie fire swordsmanship.
Han Muye knew that Shen Muyang was looking for him and wanted to return the thousand meritorious deeds.
"Huh?"
The tasks on the jade jade scrolled through, and one of them made him slightly stunned.
"Quiet Room No. 105. Please perform the Dharma and Return to the Sect with Ten Thousand Swords. The reward is ten spirit stones."
Wan Jian returns to his clan.
Since the legend of Elder Wan Jian spread among the sect, the practice of this technique has also become a craze for some time.
It’s just that no one is a failure.
When Mo Yuan was at Jianmen, he also taught many people the Wanjiangui Sect.
There are also legends about him in the acting building.
But now that he is learning Wanjian and returning to the sect, everyone is confused.
Those who perform the Fa are dumbfounded, and those who study the Fa are dumbfounded.
Face forward, raise your hand and point, and then shout: "Have you learned it?"
Is this the return of Wan Jian to the Sect?
No wonder the price is only ten spirit stones.
If you set too much, I'm afraid you'll get beaten.
Han Muye looked at the task on the jade, hesitated, then stretched out his hand.
He didn't change his clothes to hide his identity and walked straight to Quiet Room No. 105.
Go to the quiet room, open the door, and see a young man wearing a green robe.
Outer disciple.
This is the inner sect's Dharma performance building, and generally very few outer sect disciples come here.
Mainly for the exercises in the performance building, even for body training, the cheapest Tieniu Jin is eighty spirit stones.
How long does it take for an outer disciple to accumulate so many spiritual stones?
If you have the time to hold the spiritual stone between your teeth, it is better to practice hard and practice the outer sect skills to quickly reach the peak of cultivation and step into the inner sect.
"You want to cultivate Ten Thousand Swords and return to the sect?"
Han Muye looked at the young man with a green face.
"Zhou Wen has met senior brother." The young man was a little cautious, bowed to Han Muye, and then handed over ten spiritual stones.
It seems like this is really my first time to perform in Falou.
"Are you a new disciple of the sect?"
"Has the sect recently recruited new disciples?"
Han Muye did not pick up the spirit stone, but spoke calmly.
"Senior brother, I am, ancestor Zhou Yan is my direct uncle," the young man straightened up his words and said in a low voice: "My uncle died for the sect, and the sect selected a few descendants from the Zhou family to join the family."
It turns out that he is the descendant of Zhou Yan, the deacon of Jianzhan Hall.
Zhou Yan's sword was delivered to the second floor of the sword pavilion by Han Muye himself.
Speaking of which, Qin Yuanhe, the man who cost Zhou Yan his life, doesn't know what he is doing now.
Han Muye knew that Yi Jian did not kill him in the first place, and he did not know how he would deal with it after he was taken away by the sect.
"The Return of Ten Thousand Swords to the Sect is a swordsmanship practice that embraces thousands of sword techniques."
"Without great perseverance and great determination, you cannot succeed in cultivation."
"Do you really want to practice this method?"
Han Muye put his hands behind his back and spoke calmly.
Hearing Han Muye's words, Zhou Wen nodded and whispered: "Among the descendants of my Zhou family, only three have the qualifications to practice, and they all have ninth-grade spiritual roots."
"My qualifications are the worst among the three."
"If I don't cultivate Ten Thousand Swords and return to my clan, I don't know when I can build the foundation and restore the prestige of my Zhou family."
"Please also ask senior brother to teach me."
Zhou Wen bowed solemnly to Han Muye, holding the ten spiritual stones in his hands.
Han Muye nodded and said calmly: "Okay, then I will teach you the Wanjian Guizong."
He put one hand behind his back, raised the other hand, slowly stretched it forward, and slowly thrust out with his fingers.
"This swordsmanship was created by Mo Yuan, the number one person in the outer sect of Jiuxuan Sword Sect."
"Mo Yuan, with his great perseverance that has lasted two hundred years of condensing energy, has studied the swordsmanship of the outer sects, merged thousands of swordsmanship into one sword, and returned to the sect into ten thousand swords."
"This swordsmanship does not require superior qualifications or superior understanding."
"This swordsmanship is for ordinary swordsmanship in the world, to open a great avenue to the sky."
"This is the return of Wanjian to the clan."
Han Muye whispered, and the scene when Mo Yuan taught him Wanjian Guizong flashed in his mind.
At this time, his perception was different.
How did Mo Yuan feel when he taught Han Muye swordsmanship in his wasted life?
have no choice?
happy?
desolate?
firm?
Han Muye pointed his finger forward. There was no sword energy or spiritual energy stirring in his body, but he seemed to be standing on the clouds thousands of meters high, reaching out to cover the sky.
This sword cuts the heaven and the battlefield!
Zhou Wen, who was standing in front of him, widened his eyes and trembled all over.
What he saw in his eyes seemed to be a huge sword that covered the sky and the sun, and slashed down with a roar!
