524, Wujin Mine, Immortal Skills and Water Control Techniques
quick.
The extremely fast sword flew across a three-foot space and pinched Zhang Yunji's body, splitting the black-gold beast with its mouth open in half.
Because it was too fast, the eyes of the Wujin Beast, which was split in half, still shone with a cruel and successful light.
"boom--"
The sword light split open the black gold beast's body, which was ten feet long, and then went down another ten feet, completely splitting the quagmire.
In the quagmire, a black golden light flashed, and then it was covered by the falling mud.
"Snapped--"
Two pieces of the Black Gold Beast's body fell, and two large Black Gold Bricks with black fists rolled to the ground. Clear fractures could be seen on the Black Gold Bricks.
The black gold stone, which was extremely hard and required a secret method to be smelted, was cut in half with one sword.
The power of this sword is so terrifying.
The five Xuanling Sword Sect disciples still had panic on their faces, and they rushed forward in fear. Zhang Yunji, who looked a bit frightened when they met, was unharmed, and just breathed a sigh of relief.
They are all attached to Zhang Yunji. If something happens to Zhang Yunji, it will be a hundred times more difficult for them to survive here.
The fleeing immortal cultivators hurried forward and worked together to surround the three-foot-long black gold beast.
Zhang Yunji chopped the ten-foot-long puppet into pieces, and Han Muye slashed the ten-foot-long Wujin Beast with one sword. The remaining Wujin Beast had no intention of fighting and urged the three-foot-long puppet to barely protect itself and ran around, but was surrounded.
Zhang Yunji's eyes fell on the Wujin Beast that was cut in half, and his pupils shrank slightly.
As a sword cultivator, he can see how fast and powerful this sword is!
There is no difference between a sword slashing at oneself and a sword slashing at Wujin Beast.
My uncle Han's swordsmanship is stronger than I thought!
On the black gold stone cut in half, the halo flashing across the fracture is the same.
Can Uncle Wang Jin, who guards Qingyun Town, use such a sword?
"Thank you, uncle." Flying down, Zhang Yunji bowed to Han Muye.
This is a life-saving grace, and I cannot be too respectful.
Han Muye waved his hand, and the long sword flew out instantly, smashing the three-foot-long puppet into pieces.
Then, the sword was sheathed.
The three-foot puppet collapsed. The black gold beast could no longer resist, and was surrounded and killed by Du Sanzhen and others.
Ignoring the grateful words of those cultivators, Han Muye looked at the quagmire.
An intense sword intent surged from his body.
The power of wind and thunder.
This is the basic swordsmanship power of the Xuanling Sword Sect. Among the dozen or so people present, at least most have practiced this swordsmanship.
But their kendo strength combined was only a fraction of Han Muye's strength at this time.
Is this the power of a great monk?
"I'm afraid that the swordsmanship of this senior swordsman has reached the realm of transformation." Beside Du Sanzhen, an old man in his fifties looked solemn and spoke in a low voice.
"Haha, Mr. Han's swordsmanship is certainly superb." Du Sanzhen said, and the expressions of the people around him suddenly changed.
It's obvious that this guy recognizes the strong swordsman in front of him!
"Lao Du, you are unrealistic."
"Brother Du, let me invite you to have a drink in Widow Chang's courtyard tonight."
The whispers around him made Du Sanzhen smile.
In front, five Sword Sect disciples waved, and everyone stepped forward, skillfully skinning and removing the bones of the Black Gold Beast, and gathering all the claws, muscles and muscles into categories.
I don't know how many times I have done this kind of thing with these immortal cultivators from other sects.
After the battlefield was cleaned up, they did not stay and retreated quietly, leaving only five outer disciples of the Xuanling Sword Sect there. They picked up the three black gold bricks and sent them to Han Muye and Zhang Yunji.
"Senior Brother Yunji, this -" A middle-aged swordsman with a black long sword on his back had a look of horror on his face, holding the black gold stone that was chopped open by Han Muye's sword in both hands.
This fist-sized black gold stone is extremely heavy.
When the few of them gathered the Wujin Beast, they were already shocked by the two swords. When they looked at the sword marks on the Wujin Stone, they were even more shocked and couldn't control themselves.
Zhang Yunji reached out and picked up the two black gold stones and put them together, his eyes shining brightly.
"Uncle Master, I will give this black gold stone to Yunji, and I will pay ten times the price."
Invite Han Muye to come, and Han Muye will have a share of the Black Gold Stone.
It was Han Muye who took action to kill the Black Gold Beast again. Both of these Black Gold Stones should have belonged to Han Muye.
It's just that Zhang Yunji felt the sword's intention from the sword mark.
The sword intent left on the black gold stone is a hundred times more valuable than the black gold brick itself!
If you observe this sword often, you will not be able to master the sword's intention. If you can understand the meaning of this sword, it is just a chance.
Not only Zhang Yunji, but also the five outer disciples of Xuanling Sword Sect also looked at Han Muye quietly.
They were not qualified to keep the Wujin Stone, but they also hoped that Han Muye would agree.
Han Muye chuckled lightly, waved his hand and said, "It's just a black gold stone. Why does it cost ten times as much? I'll give it to you."
After saying that, before Zhang Yunji could speak, he took a step forward and stepped onto the edge of the quagmire.
"I'm more interested in this black gold mine hidden deep in the quagmire."
Black gold mine!
Han Muye's words stunned everyone.
Zhang Yunji didn't care about the black gold stone in his hand. He swept it away with his green fairy energy, stepped forward and landed it three feet above the quagmire.
"Uncle Master, you said there is a black gold mine here?"
If the Wujin Mine can be discovered, we will make a fortune.
These two fist-sized black gold bricks in my hand can be sold for one hundred thousand immortal spirit stones, or can be exchanged for more than a thousand meritorious deeds.
If it were a mine vein, no matter how small it was, it would not be less than a million fairy spirit stones.
One million fairy spirit stones can be used to purchase a medium-grade magic weapon, or spiritual materials and fairy medicine of equal value.
A cultivator at the third or fifth level of the Heaven Realm Nascent Soul only has so much wealth.
Sword repairmen are even poorer.
Regardless of whether it is in the mortal world or the fairy world, spiritual practice consumes resources.
No one puts treasures and wealth in storage bags.
Only by turning one's own cultivation and combat power into one's own is the right path.
The five sword cultivator disciples also rushed forward, staring intently at the quagmire.
If there really is a Wujin mine, the benefits they will gain will definitely not be small.
Han Muye didn't say anything and stretched out his hand directly.
"Buzz——"
The quagmire ahead was shaking, and traces of water vapor filled the air and condensed.
"Condensing Qi into a sword, water vein swordsmanship!" Zhang Yunji quickly stepped back, looked at the cyan sword light condensed into a sword, and whispered in a low voice.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The water vapor in the quagmire is extracted and turned into a long sword, and then only dry sand is left in the quagmire.
The sword condensed by water vapor struck down, dust flew up, and the gravel dispersed, revealing a large pit ten feet deep and thirty feet in diameter below.
"Can this sword still be used like this?"
"Is this swordsmanship or magic..."
The people standing by the pit all showed strange expressions.
Swordsmanship is swordsmanship, and swordsmanship should be about attacking and killing.
Today we see different uses.
"The world's swordsmanship techniques focus on different paths to achieve the same goal."
"The sword is dead, but the man is alive."
Han Muye's eyes fell on the wall of the pit and he said calmly: "Isn't this kind of swordsmanship better than getting covered in mud?"
Just to avoid getting covered in mud?
Cultivation in the world leads to the same destination through different paths. Is this the reason behind these words?
Zhang Yunji felt a severe headache.
It's such an uncomfortable feeling to have a grand avenue in front of you, but to be stepped on by others and trampled into the mud.
For me, it takes a lifetime to seek the avenue, while others just want to avoid dirtying their clothes...
"The reserves of this Wujin mine seem to be quite large?" Han Muye's words woke Zhang Yunji up, with surprise on his face.
At the bottom of the ten feet, there is a trace of blue-grey halo, what is it if it is not a black gold mine?
Who would have thought that in this wasteland not far from Qingyun Town, there would be an undiscovered black gold mine.
This mine is bigger and richer than expected.
After Zhang Yunji went down to the bottom of the pit and walked around for a while, he came up with a happy face and told Han Muye that he had made a fortune.
They did not start mining directly, but reported it to Wang Jintai.
Wang Jintai is the guarding disciple here, so this kind of thing must go through him.
This is the advantage of guarding disciples, you can get a profit from anything.
Wang Jintai came to investigate in person, and then told Han Muye with a smile on his face that with the opening of this mine, at least two spiritual swords would be fine.
Lingbao, this is a priceless treasure that only strong human beings and immortals are qualified to use.
This kind of treasure can no longer be exchanged for fairy spirit stones, but needs to be bartered.
The Wujin Stone is a treasure that is eligible for exchange.
Han Muye was not involved in the specific details of how this mine was mined.
Wang Jintai patted his chest and said that he would not lose his share of Han Muye. Zhang Yunji also met with Han Muye in private and said that he would personally watch the mining of the mine.
For Han Muye, let alone a black gold mine, even a treasure ten times more valuable would not be paid much attention to.
Cultivation is his main business.
Even in the face of such good things, he still acted as usual. Han Muye's performance made Zhang Yunji and others admire him.
"Uncle Master, what you said that day was that people in the world have different paths to achieve the same goal. Yunji was deeply touched." After reporting on today's mining situation, Zhang Yunji quietly held out a jade slip.
These days, he flatters Han Muye everywhere just because of the skills on this jade slip.
"This is the sect's cultivation method that I exchanged for eight thousand meritorious deeds." Zhang Yunji's eyes were shining brightly, and he whispered: "Originally, I planned to study the method in Qingyun Town, and I would also have the opportunity to become an elite disciple in the future.
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Only the elite disciples of Xuanling Sword Sect are qualified to defend one side alone.
How can we gather enough resources without being in sole control?
If you work as someone's follower, you will never have a way out in your life.
In practice, you should always have some dreams.
Han Muye nodded and said calmly: "Yes, if you have such an idea, your practice is not in vain."
Hearing this, excitement flashed across Zhang Yunji's face, then he blushed slightly and said in a low voice: "Uncle Master, it's a pity that I'm too stupid, so I can't practice this technique..."
Han Muye frowned and looked at him: "You didn't ask Senior Brother Wang for advice?"
Wang Jintai is the guarding disciple here, and his cultivation level is at the heaven level, so he is still familiar with the sect's techniques.
"Uncle Master, this skill is worth eight thousand meritorious deeds, and I can't bear to give it to my uncle for free to watch." Zhang Yunji showed a trace of helplessness on his face and lowered his voice.
There are restrictions on the jade slips of the sect, and no more than two people can watch them.
After the two souls watched, the jade slip self-destructed.
Of course, it is not prohibited for someone who has truly mastered the swordsmanship technique and then teaches it to others.
If you have the spare time to teach disciples, the sect will welcome you.
After all, your disciple is also a sect disciple, right?
In the final analysis, Xuanling Sword Sect is more like a sword cultivating alliance.
Not only the Xuanling Sword Sect, but also other sects in the immortal world are like this.
Within the sect, only the core direct descendants are the real succession, and there is a master-disciple relationship.
The relationship between other students is weak.
Although Zhang Yunji and others are following Wang Jintai to guard Qingyun Town, they will still consider it if there are serious interests involved.
Just like this jade slip, Zhang Yunji was reluctant to take it out and share it with Wang Jintai.
"Then why did you take out this jade slip today?" Han Muye's eyes fell on the jade slip held in Zhang Yunji's hand, and his voice turned indifferent.
The relationship between Zhang Yunji and Wang Jintai is much stronger than that of his uncle, who has just arrived.
"Uncle, you are different." Zhang Yunji shook his head, with a look of sincerity on his face.
"You are my savior."
Han Muye looked at him, his expression unchanged at all.
A lifesaver?
Whether it’s the fairy world or the spiritual world, I never believe in this stuff.
"Actually, this technique is based on water veins. Uncle Wang Jin is practicing on earth veins. That day, I saw my uncle use the sword of water veins..." Zhang Yunji murmured.
Is that all?
Han Muye looked at Zhang Yunji with both eyes.
"You are destined to soar into the sky and will not stay here for long." Zhang Yunji said softly.
This is the real reason.
Because there wouldn't be much overlap of interests, Zhang Yunji dared to come and ask for advice.
Han Muye shook his head, raised his hand, and the jade slip fell into his hand.
He is also in short supply of the Xuanling Sword Sect's training techniques.
Until now, he has not had a suitable method for cultivating immortal energy, and it is extremely slow to absorb the immortal energy.
It's not that he really doesn't have any training methods, he just doesn't have the Xuanling Sword Sect. Now that he wants to play the role of a disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect, he can't practice other methods.
Taking the jade slip, spiritual thoughts penetrated into it, and the green immortal energy was poured into it.
In Han Muye's mind, golden writing flowed.
Around him, blue springs appeared one after another, and the pleasant tinkling sound of the spring water sounded.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhang Yunji's eyes widened.
Is this accomplished?
No, it must be my uncle who has practiced this technique himself.
It is impossible for anyone in the world to master a new method of cultivating immortals so quickly.
How could anyone in the world have such understanding?
"It turns out to be the Xuanling Water Control Technique." Han Muye's voice came.
This is the practice method of the Xuanling Sword Sect, which uses immortal energy to turn into water, blend into the meridians, and cleanse the body.
This method is considered good among Xuanling Sword Sect.
The key is that this method is gentle and can condense the body, soul and soul when practiced.
This technique is inherited in the Xuntian Palace. Han Muye knows the name of this technique from Guan Dongyun's memory, but has never seen it before.
Saw it today.
One breath to observe, three breaths to understand, ten breaths to achieve success.
The water around the body is transformed by immortal energy, and when it enters the body, it is the cultivation of immortal energy.
After today, Han Muye has truly mastered the secrets of the Xuanling Sword Sect. He can participate in the trials and become a disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect.
The previously made-up identity can be used if it can be used, but if it cannot be used, with the skills and swordsmanship he has mastered now, plus the tokens of Wang Jintai and the others, he can still participate in the Xuanling Sword Sect trial.
At this point, he can truly establish himself in the immortal world.
Thinking of Jia Wu and Shui Ling, who were still wanted and had a reward of thirty meritorious deeds, Han Muye smiled on his face.
"Uncle Master, is there a secret to practicing this water-bending technique?" Zhang Yunji looked at Han Muye with a look of longing on his face.
Han Muye nodded lightly: "Water is as soft as water, and all kinds of good things are inferior. You can't cultivate it even in a hundred years in this wasteland."
"Have you seen the mighty rivers, the vast expanse of blue waves, the high sky and the vast seas?"
Every time Han Muye asked a question, Zhang Yunji's face looked a little confused.
After Han Muye finished asking, Zhang Yunji opened his mouth and shook his head: "Uncle Master, there are only swamps and stinking pools in this wasteland. There are no big rivers or seas."
"I understand, I am also a fool when practicing water-bending techniques in the Stinking Water Tan."
He stood up, bowed to Han Muye, turned around and walked out.
Han Muye showed a smile on his face and looked at the jade slip in his hand.
"Can't you practice water-bending techniques in the Stinky Water Tan?"
