Han Muye did not participate much in the affairs of Western Xinjiang.
After deciding to gather the elites of the Xijiang sects, he left the main hall on the top of Jiuxuan Mountain.
Tuoba Cheng's power is enough to suppress the Western Border.
The Nine-Xuan Sword Gate can control the western frontier.
After returning to the sword pavilion and handing the thirteen top-quality spiritual weapons to Liu Hong, Han Muye's spiritual soul was infused into the divine beast clone.
At this time, the clone of the divine beast Baxia has arrived in the Qingyou realm, following the route Gu Qianshan escaped to a star world.
"I am Gu Yuening, a descendant of the Gu family in Chenyuexingwanming City. I just happened to meet all of you fellow Taoists when I returned from traveling today." Han Muye, dressed in white and carrying a sword case, stood on the back of a ten-foot-long giant turtle, smiling.
Hand over.
In the void ahead, several sword cultivators raised their hands in return.
Some of these people were nervous, some were confused, and some were happy.
Han Muye raised his hand and waved, and several semi-spiritual weapons fell in front of him.
"Gu Qianshan, our ancestor, is a master of weapon refining. These low-grade swords were made by Yuening himself. They are considered small gifts and not a sign of respect."
"I wonder if you can escort Gu back to Wanming City?"
In the Qingyou realm, employment is prevalent.
Even if a few swords are not popular, they can still be worth tens of thousands of spiritual stones.
It’s all about traveling anyway, so it’s not a bad idea to earn some spiritual stones along the way.
"Young Master Gu is so generous. I'm here to apply."
"Okay, don't worry, young master, I'm going to Chen Yuexing, and a certain family will protect you all the way."
"Master Gu is generous, the matter is settled."
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Within a moment, Han Muye, surrounded by seven or eight swordsmen practitioners, headed towards Chen Yuexing.
On the second floor of Yujingjian Shop on Yulan Street, Yinghuo Island, it was already noon on the second day when Han Muye left customs.
He walked downstairs and saw Zeng Daniu and Shao Tianyi standing helplessly in front of the counter.
There is nothing in the store, and when customers come, they can't do anything except make an appointment to judge the sword.
"Shopkeeper, all morning——"
When Zeng Daniu saw Han Muye coming, he hurriedly handed over a book.
This is the message registered by Shao Tianyi from the person who came to ask for sword evaluation.
Han Muye waved his hand and handed over a scroll of calligraphy and painting.
"Sent these to the Jiekou furniture store for framing."
Shao Tian's eyes lit up when he saw these calligraphy and paintings.
He was afraid that his shopkeeper would have no calligraphy and painting.
How could he understand the art of swordsmanship without calligraphy and painting?
Zeng Daniu took the calligraphy and painting, held it carefully and framed it.
I didn't realize it before, but I sold out all the swords, calligraphy and paintings in the store yesterday, only to find out that those calligraphy and paintings were several times more expensive than the swords.
What I am holding is not calligraphy and painting, it is clearly a pile of spiritual beads!
In the shop, Han Muye turned his head and looked at Shao Tianyi.
"Go to the nearby Sword Furnace Sword Shop and tell me that I, Yujing Sword Shop, want a batch of good swords."
Han Muye raised his hand and handed a famous note he had written to Shao Tianyi.
With the reputation he gained at the sword competition yesterday, it is unlikely that anyone would deny him face.
Shao Tian had to deal with dozens of sword cultivators who came to review their swords one by one in the morning. If he had known that his shopkeeper was now famous, after hearing Han Muye's words, he took the name card with a smile and left.
Although he was not as eager as Zeng Daniu for the sword shop's business to be booming, he also hoped that Yujing Sword Shop would be taken seriously.
In this way, his life will be more protected.
Suiminglou will also consider assassinating people with a high reputation on Broken Star Island.
After all, the rules of Broken Star Island were set by the Endless Heavenly Lord.
As soon as Shao Tian went to look for the sword shop, Han Muye threw the book that recorded the information of the visitor on the counter, and posted a notice on the door that only rated swords with medium-grade spiritual weapons and above.
Turning around, he walked to the empty wooden frame.
With a wave of his hand, there were several more swords on the wooden stand.
It doesn’t matter how good the grade of the sword is, the best one is the middle grade spiritual weapon.
How can you take out the best swords and sell them when you control the sword pavilion?
If he hadn't gotten many good swords in Suwei World, Han Muye wouldn't even be able to bear to take out these swords.
After placing the sword and marking the price, he took out a few calligraphy and paintings and hung them on the surrounding walls.
These are the handwritings of Confucian Tianxuan, and they are all Confucian and Taoist treasures. Each piece is priced at tens of millions of spiritual stones.
This is not a random bid. For example, on Yan Zhenqing's pagoda post, Han Muye only left the word "Xi Xun". This is because there is no Confucianism and Taoism inheritance on Broken Star Island, and he is afraid that there are no people who know the goods.
This kind of handwriting from a saint is simply priceless.
Just after hanging the calligraphy and paintings, several sword cultivators carrying long swords arrived in the shop.
Han Muye greeted him with a smile, but these swordsmen became anxious.
I saw a notice at the door just now that Yujing Sword Shop only evaluates medium-grade spiritual weapons and above.
Everyone can understand it.
Firstly, there are many people asking for sword appraisals, and secondly, for an expert sword appraiser like Mr. Han of Yujing Sword Shop, he is too embarrassed to work with swords that are too low-level.
"Do you want to see the swords, or do you want to evaluate the swords?" Han Muye welcomed everyone into the shop with a smile, and then said.
This time, everyone was even more embarrassed.
Han Muye smiled and stretched out his hand: "The notice at the door is for colleagues to see."
"Han is also a swordsman, and he knows that swords are as important as our lives, and we don't need to differentiate between them."
A sword is a sword.
Although the magic weapon is powerful, it is not suitable for everyone.
Han Muye had a lot of magic weapons in his hands, but he rarely used them.
His favorite is the twin swords of Qing Ming and Zi Yan.
Sword weapon, ease of use and fit are the most important.
Upon hearing Han Muye's words, several sword cultivators were immediately moved.
"Well, Shopkeeper Han, I don't know about the sword review..." A middle-aged swordsman in a green robe took the long sword on his back and took out a small bag.
The bag was bulging, obviously a storage bag, containing spiritual beads or spiritual stones.
Han Muye smiled and took the sword, but did not pick up the bag.
"Below the middle-grade spiritual weapon, if I have time, I will make a few comments. As for the reward, forget it." Han Muye said softly: "Cultivation is not easy, and it is also difficult to accumulate wealth."
Cultivation is not easy.
These words almost made the middle-aged swordsman holding the cloth bag in his hand shed tears.
There were all low-level sword cultivators present, and the one with the highest level of cultivation was Earth Realm Tongmai. On Broken Star Island full of strong men, who didn’t live in fear?
"Shopkeeper Han, this -" The middle-aged swordsman wanted to say more, but Han Muye said: "Your sword has a hidden injury."
Hidden injury!
These words made the middle-aged man turn pale.
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Han Muye slowly drew his sword, and a faint stream of light wandered over the half-spiritual weapon. When it reached the seventh point of the sword's spine, it suddenly stopped.
Visible to the naked eye, there is a faint crack emerging here.
The picture Han Muye saw in his mind was that the crack was caused by the middle-aged swordsman's fangs hitting the sword spine when he was fighting with a monster.
It's just that the middle-aged swordsman didn't pay attention, and he didn't find any hidden damage when he checked the sword body.
This injury is usually nothing, but if you encounter a life-and-death fight, you may lose your life.
"Thank you, shopkeeper Han, thank you Mr. Han." The middle-aged swordsman bowed to Han Muye, and then handed over the small cloth bag.
Han Muye waved his hand, returned the sword to its sheath, and handed the sword back.
"The Hongyun Sword Building can repair this damage. It is estimated that three spirit beads will be needed."
"Also, if your sword is refined again with three spirit grasses, it will be more suitable for your swordsmanship. It will cost about seven spirit beads."
Han Muye's words caused the middle-aged swordsman to tighten his grip on the sword and the bag.
In his cloth bag were all his savings and ten spirit beads.
On Broken Star Island, it is not much easier for low-level practitioners to accumulate wealth than elsewhere.
What's more, sword cultivators have always been the poorest practitioners in the world.
Bowing to Han Muye, the middle-aged swordsman left without saying a word.
For sword cultivators, sometimes, not speaking is the only way to truly keep friendship in mind.
Seeing the middle-aged swordsman walk out of the shop, Han Muye turned to look at the others.
Everyone hurriedly bowed and held their swords, asking Han Muye to comment.
"This sword is suitable for swordsmanship such as ice fields. Judging from the aura on your body, it seems that it is not of ice type. I suggest you change your sword."
"This sword is not bad. The forging quality is not bad. It can be warmed and raised carefully. Later, I can find some broken spirit stones and smelt them into the sword."
"The attributes of your sword are really poor, mediocre and slow. I have a Qingfeng sword in my shop. You can try it. The price is about the same. Just give this sword to me and add eight hundred spirit stones.
"
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After a moment, everyone held their swords in their hands and left with excitement on their faces.
More sword cultivators were already watching at the door and quietly gathered around.
For more than an hour, not a few swords were sold, but more than 20 swords below medium-grade spiritual weapons were reviewed for free.
When there was nothing in front of Han Muye, he turned his head and saw an old man in his fifties wearing gray robes, standing in front of Yan Zhenqing's pagoda with his hands behind his back.
"There are countless swordsmen in the world, can you judge them?" The old man did not look back, but looked at the scroll in front of him and spoke calmly.
"As a sword cultivator, it's not about how sharp the sword is in your hand, but how strong the sword is in your heart." Han Muye looked calm and said softly: "I evaluate swords for them, just to make the sword in their hearts stronger."
They are both middle-grade spiritual weapons and low-level sword cultivators. How strong can their swordsmanship be and what kind of combat power can they have?
From Han Muye's point of view, whether these sword cultivators have magic weapons or dead wood in their hands does not make much difference in their combat power.
In front of the great monk, ants will remain ants after all.
But who among the practitioners in the world has not climbed from an ant to the top step by step?
Only when you always have the heart of an ant in your heart can you stand on the top of the world without fear.
The black-bearded old man turned around slowly, his eyes shining brightly, staring at Han Muye: "You are a true swordsman."
Han Muye did not deny it.
He is a swordsman by nature.
Practice swordsmanship and condense the sword elixir.
In the future, when he breaks the elixir and becomes a baby, he will also transform into a sword baby.
In the world of spiritual practice, in the end, the most satisfying thing is to cut off the bonds with one sword.
Helping other swordsmen practice sword criticism and accumulating their own knowledge is not all a gain.
What's more, for Han Muye, the stories in the swords, the battle scenes in the swords, and the swordsmanship techniques are already worthy of his review.
"What kind of swordsmanship must be combined with the Thousand Machine Sword refined from the chalcedony essence of the Song and Yuan Dynasties in order to exert its maximum combat power?" The old man said coldly without moving his eyes.
"Sword review?" Han Muye's expression remained unchanged.
The old man nodded.
A smile appeared on Han Muye's face: "The Thousand Machine Sword made of chalcedony essence is at least half a magic weapon."
"Let's calculate it as half a magic weapon. The reward for judging the sword is a thousand spirit beads. Isn't it excessive?"
A low-level swordsman who criticizes swordsmanship does not accept spiritual stones or beads because he does not make a profit.
Even if one sword can collect three to five thousand and tens of thousands of spiritual stones, ten swords can only earn tens of thousands of spiritual stones.
Wouldn’t a half-magic weapon-level sword make up for all the losses of those swords?
One thousand spiritual beads equals one and a half magic weapons.
This price is at least double the usual price.
The black-bearded old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and then laughed: "It doesn't matter how many spirit beads you have, as long as the evaluation you give is valuable."
Han Muye nodded and chuckled: "Indeed, for Master Qian of Muyang Pavilion, a few spirit beads are nothing."
Muyang Pavilion, the big shopkeeper Qian Hexun.
Only the arrival of this person will make those sword cultivators stand outside the door and not dare to approach.
On Firefly Island, rumors about the support of the forces of the Endless Sea behind the Muyang Pavilion have never stopped.
Qian Hexun put his hands behind his back and looked at Han Muye.
"The Thousand Machine Sword follows the deceitful path of force sword, and the swordsmanship demonstrated by Xiu's skills is very good." Han Muye said softly.
"However, if the soul tempering method can be used to penetrate into the sword, refine the sword body separately, wait for the sword to take shape, and use the soul to control the sword to form a sword formation, the combat power will be——"
Han Muye paused.
Qian Hexun clenched his hands behind his back.
"The combat power can be more than tripled." Han Muye whispered softly.
Qian Hexun's eyes twitched.
A great monk holding half a magic weapon, with his combat power tripled, is invincible at the same level!
The value of such a sword is immeasurable.
Nodding, Qian Hexun whispered: "Is that pagoda painting really for sale?"
Sell?
Sell.
"Master Qian, the Great Demon of Endless Sea also wants to learn about Confucianism and Taoism?" Han Muye said with a smile.
enlightenment.
The Confucianism and Taoism in this painting is so awe-inspiring, but it should not be played with.
If you don't have cultivation in the heavenly realm, you might really be inspired by this pagoda post and become a Confucian cultivator wearing Confucian robes and holding a folding fan.
It would be interesting if there was a great demon from the endless sea covered in scales wearing a green robe and holding a folding fan.
Qian Hexun opened his mouth, finally shook his head, took out a small jade box, put it on the counter, turned around and left.
"Shopkeeper Qian, come here often." Han Muye said with a smile while holding the jade box in his hand.
The corners of his eyes twitched slightly as he took the jade box into his hands.
There is only one spiritual stone in the jade box.
The best spiritual stone!
Back then, I searched all over Western Xinjiang and found only two pieces of top-quality spiritual stones.
The preciousness of top-quality spiritual stones is not only that one piece can be used as a million spiritual stones, but also its role in opening up space formations.
Stable spiritual energy output can support void formations that can be transported countless miles.
Is this the intention of Qian Hexun himself, or is it the intention of the endless sea forces behind him, or in other words, is this the intention of the endless Tianzun?
Tianzun shows his kindness, or is it that Endless Sea wants to get in touch with Tianxuan and stand on Tianxuan's side?
With a flash of light in his eyes, Han Muye put away the jade box.
Regardless of whether it was a test or a show of goodwill, he still wanted to accept this top-quality spiritual stone.
Why not accept what you earned through your own ability?
When Zeng Daniu and Shao Tianyi returned, Zeng Daniu was carrying a pile of scrolls, while Shao Tianyi led several men from the sword furnace and sword workshop to deliver dozens of swords.
In the afternoon, a sword cultivator arrived and spent fifty spirit beads to ask Han Muye to help him appraise his sword.
A top-grade spiritual weapon.
Han Muye received him on the second floor of Yujing Sword Shop. The specific results of the sword evaluation were not known to outsiders.
But when the sword cultivator left, there was a bit of joy on his face.
In the next few days, Han Muye spent most of his time in seclusion, and when he came out of seclusion, he chose the right opportunity to evaluate the sword.
At the entrance of Yujing Sword Shop, there were many sword cultivators.
This made business in the surrounding shops of Jia Wu and others much better.
Because the business was good enough, after Han Muye collected a bunch of spiritual stones and spiritual beads, he grabbed a handful of spiritual beads and rewarded them to Shao Tianyi and Zeng Daniu.
The last time Han Muye rewarded the spirit beads, Zeng Daniu asked Jia Wu to help him purchase a few body-refining elixirs, and also found a body-refining technique.
After taking the elixir and practicing for the past few days, Zeng Daniu's body was full of energy and blood, and he was already a standard physical practitioner.
It's just that he himself is still a little confused.
Today Han Muye rewarded another spirit bead. When Han Muye turned around and went upstairs, Zeng Daniu rushed to Shao Tianyi impatiently: "Brother Shao, I, I want to go back..."
After hearing his words, Shao Tian looked at the sky, nodded and said: "Brother Daniel, you are not slow now, just go back to the sword shop before dark."
Zeng Daniu grinned, held the spirit beads in his arms, wrapped the small toys he bought for his two children and the gold hairpins sold by his mother-in-law, and strode out of the city.
Shao Tianyi watched Zeng Daniu leave, his eyes flashed, he was silent for a moment, walked to Jia Wu's shop next door, and invited Jia Wu over.
The sword shop is like this. As long as Han Muye is not downstairs to judge swords, if anyone comes to buy swords, they can buy swords. If they don't want to buy swords, then it's up to them.
"Shopkeeper, Zeng Daniu went back to visit his relatives, and I will accompany him to escort him." Shao Tianyi stood at the stairs on the second floor and bowed before speaking.
"Go." Han Muye's voice came from upstairs.
Shao Tian bowed and left.
After a while, Han Muye walked downstairs.
"Why, you're still worried?" Jia Wu, who was sitting at the counter, said with a smile: "This guy is full of evil spirits and it's hard to control him. Isn't it difficult to protect Zeng Daniu?"
Whether it is Jia Wu or Shen Fugui and others, their cultivation and eyesight are not bad.
How can he be an ordinary person if he can open a shop on Broken Star Island and survive for decades or hundreds of years?
"Death Building, I'm actually interested in them too." Han Muye looked indifferent, raised his hand, and a sword placed on a wooden stand fell into his hand.
Middle grade spiritual weapon.
Watching Han Muye walk out of the store, Jia Wu shook his head.
People like him and Shen Fugui will no longer get involved in the fighting and fighting in the spiritual world, and will only run small businesses peacefully.
But Han Muye was not them.
This is a practitioner whose vigor has never faded and who has a sword in his heart.
"Is it still so colorful outside Broken Star Island?" Jia Wu whispered softly, turning his head and looking at the long swords in the shop that exuded the slightest hint of sword aura.
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Zeng Daniu ran very fast.
He felt that he had endless strength.
It turns out that this is what it feels like to practice physical training.
From a step of half a foot when he first ran, to a step of one foot later, now, he can already take a step of three feet!
He had only felt the roar of the wind blowing past his ears in the waves of the sea.
This speed comes from yourself!
Running out of the city and along the avenue, Zeng Daniu saw smoke and dust billowing behind him.
"call out--"
There was a soft sound, and Zeng Daniu felt as if something flew past his ear.
Did he run too fast and the birds were frightened?
He thought with some pride, faster, faster.
There were more and more harsh sounds in his ears.
It seemed like a clash of swords.
Zeng Daniu, who works as a waiter in a sword shop, is very familiar with this voice.
Could it be that he had been in the sword shop for a long time and the sword energy entered his body, causing him to have hallucinations?
Somewhat scared, Zeng Daniu ran faster until he saw the outline of the town ahead.
He smiled long and strode over.
He didn't notice that behind him, Shao Tianyi, holding a long sword and covered in blood, stood there, looking like a lonely mountain peak.
Shao Tian pointed forward with the sword in his hand, blocking more than a dozen figures.
There was a smile on his pale face. He looked at the figures slowly approaching and said calmly: "My brother just wants to go home for a visit."
"He also has his parents, his wife, and two children."