57, the reaction of the elders of the sword pavilion
Slowly walking up to the second floor of the sword pavilion, Han Muye held the sword in one hand and the mission sheet in the other, and said loudly: "Disciple Han Muye, please see the elder."
From the third floor, there was a soft "hmm".
Han Muye strode up to the third floor, and the elder of Jiange who was sitting cross-legged looked up at him.
"What's the matter?"
Han Muye bowed and handed out the long sword in his hand: "Elder, there is something evil about this sword."
After hearing his words, the elder of Jiange's expression did not change. He raised his hand to take the long sword without drawing it out. He just laid it horizontally on the wooden table in front of him, and then looked at Han Muye.
"Tell me, how did you discover that there was something evil about this sword?"
Han Muye hurriedly told all the strange things about how this sword was previously the Era Saber, how it was taken away by Su Yang, and then brought back again, and how the sword seemed to be able to quietly enter the sword watcher's quiet room.
"When Luo Tian chooses a sword, he is just like Su Yang. He always takes the sword straight."
Han Muye handed over the mission book in his hand and said: "Also, this mission book is strange. The trip to Fierce Demon Valley is 80,000 miles away. Not to mention the round trip. With Luo Tian's cultivation, I'm afraid I won't be able to hunt the demon fox."
Since those who can become demons have cultivated demonic energy, they are at least in the Qi Condensation stage.
The demon fox is a being with extraordinary intelligence among demon beasts. The great elder of Fierce Demon Valley back then was from the demon fox clan.
Luo Tian's cultivation is only in the Qi Condensation stage. It makes no sense to kill the demon fox in the chaotic Fierce Demon Valley and return from 80,000 miles away within a month.
The elder of Jiange nodded and looked at Han Muye with a hint of appreciation.
"You are very considerate."
"Also, you are of good character if you can leave this sword in the sword pavilion."
The elder of Jiange raised his hand to hold the long sword, and then said calmly: "There are some things that you don't need to know too much about yet."
"If you can watch swords in the sword pavilion for ten years, I will tell you what you need to know."
After saying that, he stroked the sword lightly with his hand, narrowed his eyes, and whispered: "You just need to know that the sword pavilion is not just about hiding swords."
Standing up, he placed the long sword on the wooden stand behind him.
On the wooden stand, there was also a sheathed black sword.
"Practice the Sword Cultivation Technique well. Only if your practice is high enough can you see more things behind the confusion."
The elder of Jiange looked back at Han Muye, with endless depth in his eyes.
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By the time Han Muye went downstairs, Huang Laoliu had no idea where he had gone.
After sitting at the long desk, Han Muye thought about what the elder of Jiange said.
This is the world of spiritual practice, and weird things are possible.
Maybe the elder knew the secret of this sword but just didn't tell it.
The strangeness of this sword is not a big deal in the eyes of the strong men of the Sword Sect and the elders of the Sword Pavilion.
Also, this sword can only hurt the lives of a few inner and outer sword sect disciples at most.
In the opinion of the elder, Qin Yuanhe, who killed Zhou Yan, the deacon of the Jianzhan Hall, and injured thirteen disciples, was still at ease. What did the matter with this sword mean?
And this sword seems to be related to some secrets of the sword pavilion.
Only those who have been a sword watcher for ten years and become a deacon of the sword pavilion are qualified to know these secrets.
Han Muye shook his head.
How long has he been in Jiange?
Fortunately, Huang Laoliu has been a sword watcher for seven years. When he completes ten years, he will be able to know the secrets of various sword pavilions.
Ask Huang Laoliu when the time comes, I believe he will not hide it.
Spreading his palms, Han Muye looked at a small bronze sword less than three inches in size.
This was given to me by the elder of Jiange.
Only a formal disciple of Jiange can have such trust.
In the Sword Gate, this thing is not allowed to be shown to anyone except in front of the elders.
There is nothing unusual about this sword, and it is difficult to pour sword energy into it. Maybe it is really just an identity certificate.
Slowly closing his eyes, Han Muye's sword intention in the sea of energy trembled slightly.
Only when he felt the rolling of these sword intentions could he feel at peace.
strength.
Without enough strength, in the eyes of those strong people, they are just dispensable ants.
Han Muye gritted his teeth gently and let the sword energy wandering around him permeate his body and condense into bones.
He didn't want to be like those low-level disciples and become an insignificant existence in the eyes of the elders.
A faint sword energy filled the air around him, causing the swords on the first floor to vibrate slightly.
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When Huang Laoliu returned to Jiange, it was almost time to close the door.
He was carrying a small bundle, looking rather sneaky.
"Um, Brother Han." Huang Laoliu untied the small bundle. Inside were fifteen clear spiritual stones.
It is not as dazzling as the high-grade spiritual stones, but it has much richer spiritual energy than the low-grade spiritual stones.
Each piece of medium-grade spiritual stone is worth 100 pieces of low-grade spiritual stone. These fifteen pieces are equivalent to 1,500 pieces of low-grade spiritual stone.
Huang Laoliu has been in Jiange for seven years, and this is probably all he has.
"Tomorrow, help Ping Mei choose a good sword." Huang Laoliu pushed the spiritual stones in front of Han Muye, and then lowered his voice: "If it's not enough, you can help me with it first, and I'll save it and pay it back to you later."
Han Muye smiled, collected the package, and then said: "Brother Six, have you collected all the wives?"
"Isn't that right? I don't even-" Huang Laoliu paused slightly, his face turned red, and he waved his hands and said: "It's okay, it's not for your Sixth Sister-in-law. After all, she has only been practicing for less than ten years. With one more good sword, there is an opportunity.
bigger."
"I can win a few more games in this gathering, compete for some reputation, and get some resource rewards. It will be of great benefit to my future practice."
As he spoke, he reached out and patted Han Muye's arm, and then sighed: "Brother, you don't know, Sixth Brother, my heart is very warm."
Han Muye laughed loudly, held up the package and said, "Okay, if it's not enough, I'll pay for the extra. I'll treat it as catching Zhou Suili for my eldest nephew."
After saying that, Han Muye turned around and returned to the quiet room.
"What a nephew, why don't you pay this back..." Huang Laoliu's face flashed red, and he grinned stupidly.
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Han Muye got up very early the next morning.
It wasn't that he wanted to get up early, it was Huang Laoliu who brought breakfast to him and urged him to get up.
Huang Laoliu not only delivered breakfast, but also handed two yellow talismans to Han Muye.
The magic walking talisman can run like flying when attached to the legs.
This thing is not that expensive, after all, the fifth and sixth level of Peiyuan can move ten feet in one step, as fast as a galloping horse.
Those who need to use this talisman are only low-level Yuan cultivators.
After collecting the talisman and leaving the sword pavilion, when Han Muye arrived at the mountain gate, Lu Qingping driving a carriage was already waiting there.
All the talisman paper is saved.
"Senior Sister Lu, let me catch the bus."
Han Muye stepped forward to greet him.
Lu Qingping did not refuse, put down the reins, and said with a smile: "Then there will be Junior Brother Lao Han."
Han Muye got on the carriage and drove down the mountain.
Huang Laoliu has explained the location of the market in detail many times.
"Junior Brother Han, how long have you been at Jiange?" Lu Qingping, who was sitting in the carriage, leaned against the door frame and asked.
"It won't be long," Han Muye swung his horsewhip and said loudly, "Sixth brother will take care of us."
Lu Qingping nodded and said softly: "It is true that Brother Zhenxiong is enthusiastic and easy to get along with."
Although Lu Qingping is an elite disciple of the inner sect of Qingfeng Temple, she does not have any aloofness.
Talk to Han Muye with a gentle tone.
The two of them mostly talked about Huang Laoliu.
Lu Qingping felt a lot of sadness on her face when she talked about the time when she, Huang Laoliu and others were seeking to be included in the cultivation sect.
"Brother Zhenxiong is a man of firm character."
"He didn't stay in Qingfeng Temple as a handyman disciple at first, just because he didn't want to fall behind others."
"When he left Qingfeng Temple, he told me that one day he would become a powerful person in the heavenly realm."
"At that time, he didn't know what a powerful person in the heavenly realm was."
"He only knows that in the heavenly realm, he can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and he can step on the auspicious clouds."
Han Muye knew about this.
What young man wouldn't want to wear golden armor and step on auspicious clouds in front of his beloved, look at her with a phoenix crown and a beautiful robe, and a shy smile?
What young man doesn’t have a sweet dream that he doesn’t want to wake up from?
Leaning against the door frame of the carriage, Lu Qingping looked up at the flowing clouds in the sky, and then whispered: "Junior Brother Han, how long can Brother Zhenxiong live?"
Han Muye pulled the reins in his hand, and the running carriage stopped on the road.