It is difficult to answer the question of the elder of Jiange.
You can't answer randomly, and you can't answer truthfully.
"Elder, originally I just wanted to join the sect to practice, but I didn't know that the position of sword watcher in the sword pavilion is a fatal job."
Han Muye took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
If he had known that becoming a sword watcher would almost cost him his life, he really would not have come to the sword pavilion.
The elder of Jiange did not speak, waiting for him to continue.
"Later, when I was cleaning the sword, the sword energy entered my body, and that smell..."
Han Muye tried hard to recall Mo Yuan's expression at that time.
The corners of the mouth are raised, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and the fingers are moved lightly.
Obscene.
At that time, Mo Yuan said that the feeling was like practicing dual cultivation.
"Ahem, is this why you absorbed so much sword energy that you almost ran out of life?" The elder of the sword pavilion seemed unable to resist Han Muye's expression, coughed lightly, and asked.
Of course it can't be.
Introducing the sword energy into the body is an accident, and indulging in it means that the mind is not strong.
Sword cultivator, how can it not be strong?
Be hard and firm.
"Reply to the elder, I learned a swordsmanship under the outer sect Mo Yuan."
"The name is Wan Jian Guizong."
Han Muye stood up and looked forward.
"Wan Jian returns to the sect? Outer disciple?" A strange look appeared on the face of the elder of Jiange.
"To cultivate this sword, does it require sword energy to enter the body?"
"An outer disciple, I'm afraid he hasn't condensed his Qi yet, right?"
Without Qi condensation, nothing but sword energy enters the body.
Hearing his words, Han Muye shook his head, with admiration in his eyes.
"Master Mo Yuan watched the three ancestors of the Sword Pavilion take action. With one sword, they were invincible and invincible. They gathered tens of thousands of sword energy into one body. They felt something in their heart. After spending two hundred years, they finally created the Ten Thousand Swords Sect."
With one hand behind his back and the other pointing at the same time, he looked forward, seeing thousands of enemies but only one sword.
"Wan Jian Gui Zong——"
Han Muye pointed his finger forward, his eyes were full of light, and sword energy seemed to be bursting out from his body.
The elder of Jiange seemed to be attracted by his momentum. He pondered for a long time before nodding and saying: "It takes two hundred years to condense the power of a sword. This Mo Yuan has some perseverance."
As if remembering something, he said calmly: "My senior Jiange takes action, and the power of the sword is indeed fascinating."
"Yes." Han Muye retracted his fingers and sat back down.
Han Muye knew that he had passed the first hurdle.
Sure enough, the elder Jiange did not ask Han Muye any other questions.
"The sword that condenses the sword energy is somewhat similar to my sword pavilion inheritance." A book was spread out in front of the sword pavilion elder, and then he said calmly: "This is the art of raising swords. You can take it back and study it."
"If you don't understand, you can come to me."
Keep a sword?
Han Muye reached out and took it.
"Raising the sword of the sword pavilion nourishes the sword energy in the body, and on top of that, it also nourishes the sword intention in the heart, and nourishes the immortal sword power..." The elder of the sword pavilion said this, and shook his head with a wry smile.
"Don't think too much. Without thousands of years, you won't be able to cultivate to that level."
"This is the same as your Ten Thousand Swords Guizong created by Master Mo Yuan. They are both more fantasy than reality."
"There is no one in my sword pavilion who can condense the power of a sword."
Over the course of thousands of years, anyone in the Jiange who can survive for more than a year is considered to have lived a long life.
Raising a sword for a thousand years is indeed a bit utopian.
"Only if you can pass the stage of sword energy entering your body will I teach you the art of raising a sword. Otherwise, the opportunity has not come yet. Do you understand?"
When Han Muye went downstairs, the elder of Jiange suddenly spoke up.
Han Muye nodded.
Understand.
If the sword energy enters the body and does not die, then he is one of his own.
If he dies, then he dies.
Returning to the quiet room, Han Muye spread out the book in front of him.
This scroll is made of yellowed silk, and the handwriting on it is thick and thick, and every stroke is like a sword or seal carving.
The art of raising swords.
It doesn't contain much content, it just explains where sword energy comes from and how to maintain it.
After reading the Sword Raising Technique, Han Muye understood better why the sword pavilion elder had to endure the sword energy entering his body before he taught him this technique.
Without feeling the sword energy, without the deep feeling that the sword energy pours into the heart, without the unspeakable involvement of the sword energy, it is impossible to cultivate the sword technique.
Transform the sharpness of the sword energy into a rounded one, blend it into the Dantian, and use the sword energy to cultivate the vitality and condense the energy.
Such crazy things can only be done by the inheritance of Jiange.
To cultivate the sword art, you need to build the foundation. You need to use the sword energy as the foundation, endure the pain of the sword energy scraping the bones, and condense into the sword bones.
Gathering sword bones in the body can nourish the sword spirit.
As for the cultivation of the earth realm, you need to use the sword intention to connect the source and enlighten the spirit, and form a sword elixir.
The sword energy in his body was transformed into elixir, and when the sword elixir came out, thousands of swordsmen bowed their heads.
In the Sword Raising Technique, there are only conjectures about forming the sword elixir.
The inheritance of the sword pavilion was repaired by the elders of the sword pavilion for a period of time, but it was only condensed into half of the sword bone.
From the founding of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect to the present day, no one in the Sword Pavilion has mastered the sword bones.
"This technique is very challenging..."
After reading through the Sword Raising Art, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.
With this sword nourishing technique, it is easier to warm up the sword energy.
As for sword bone condensation and sword forming elixir, although they are far away, just thinking about them can make people's blood boil.
After practicing for a lifetime, of course you must become the strongest swordsman!
As if feeling his thoughts, the eight sword intentions in the sea of energy vibrated slightly.
Understand the secret of raising a sword.
As the sword art was understood, traces of sword energy scattered around Han Muye floated towards his body.
"hiss--"
Scrape the bones and cut the flesh!
With a contorted face, Han Muye gritted his teeth and persisted.
This is the correct way for sword energy to enter the body.
The fragmented sword energy was so thin that it wreaked havoc on the skin inch by inch after entering the body, and finally penetrated the meridians.
This time, it hurt a hundred times more than before.
These uncontrolled sword energy pierced through the tendons, seeming to cut open all the meridians.
When the sky was in full swing and all the sword energy fell into his Dantian and circled around, then merged into the sea of energy and turned into a line of light blue sword energy that slowly rotated and warmed up, Han Muye was already soaked to the skin.
If this sword energy enters the body, it will be tortured like this. If it is to condense into a sword spirit, wouldn't it mean that it has to be tortured 128,000 times?
Han Muye somewhat admired those Jiange seniors.
They are all really masochists!
After some investigation, he found that half of the spiritual energy in his Dantian was absorbed by the sword energy.
This sword energy is also a big user of spiritual energy.
However, he also discovered the difference between this sword energy and other sword energy.
This sword energy is clearly more agile and clear, and the connection with him seems to be more intimate.
Not daring to absorb any more sword energy, he carried the sword energy back to his meridians according to the techniques in the Sword Raising Technique, and wandered between his Dantian and Qi Sea.
As soon as the sword energy left the sea of energy, Han Muye's expression changed.
"ah……"
Cool!
The sword energy at this time is as gentle as water, icy and moist, moving in the veins, as if being caressed by gentle little hands.
That taste.
Double cultivation.
Han Muye thought of this word.
The sword energy rushed into his Dantian, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
Peiyuan.
Finally, this time he entered the cultivation stage with sword energy and truly embarked on the path of cultivation.
That night, he slept very comfortably.
The next morning, Huang Laoliu looked at Han Muye with a somewhat strange look.
The two of them washed and practiced meditation. After breakfast, they sat in front of the long desk and closed their eyes.
This is Jiange’s main business.
Guard the sword pavilion.
"Senior brother, you have returned to Jiange."
At noon, a voice woke up Han Muye, who had closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Opening his eyes, the host Suzhen, wearing a white dress and a peach-like face, stood outside the Jiange.
Han Muye subconsciously turned his head and looked to his side.
Huang Laoliu stared.
"The rules of Jiange are that non-Jiange people are not allowed to enter."
At the door, Bai Suzhen covered her mouth and smiled.
"This senior brother is really dedicated to his work. I see you have a yellow face and a hunchback. I have several good medicines in my store that can cure your waist. Do you want to bring a few pills to you?"
Huang Laoliu's face turned red and white, and he snorted coldly.
Sixth Brother's waist, is it really bad?
Han Muye walked to the door and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense. What do you want from me?"
Bai Suzhen smiled and said: "Of course I miss you -"
Before she finished speaking, Han Muye turned to leave. Bai Suzhen quickly changed her words: "I want to do business with you!"