There are three thousand swords on the second floor of the Sword Pavilion, each of which is at least the best among semi-spiritual weapons.
Such a sword can directly increase a person's combat power several times in the Qi Condensation stage. Even in the Earth Realm, the combat power can be greatly improved.
This is the foundation of Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
These three thousand swords have been accumulated by the Jiuxuan Sword Sect for countless generations.
Only with these three thousand swords can we ensure that the sect's combat power will not be quickly cut off when encountering major events.
After staying in Jiange for such a long time, Han Muye finally understood the significance of Jiange to Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
Normally, Jiange is just a warehouse to the sect, and many people even ignore its existence.
But when there is a big event, the Sword Pavilion is there and the foundation of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect is there. Even if it suffers a temporary setback, it will not affect its comeback.
Each of the major sects in Xijiang has places with hidden secrets such as Jiange.
After sending the sword up to the second floor, Han Muye looked at the swords in front of him with blazing eyes.
Putting the ice-breaking sword on an empty wooden stand, he stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of another sword on the wooden stand.
Isn't this why he came to the second floor of Jiange?
"Buzz——"
The sword energy rushes into the sea of qi, and a picture emerges in his mind.
A Taoist wearing a green robe waved his sword, and green trees stood in front of him.
This is a method of deriving magic from swordsmanship. In the practice of swordsmanship, it belongs to the lineage of magic sword.
Comprehend the Three Mysterious Sword Techniques, Yunmu.
Let go and reach out again.
A cold female cultivator flew into the sky, and the sword in her hand turned into a crescent moon.
Comprehend the three-month swordsmanship of Yuehua Sword Sect, the next string.
The Yuehua Sword Sect is the second-largest sect in Western Territory after the Nine Sects. I don’t know why the swords of the strong men in their sect are here.
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He has explored five swords, understood eight sword techniques, restrained two sword intentions, and solidified the sword energy in three.
This time Han Muye was not greedy. Feeling uneasy, he turned around and left.
There is ample time.
Walking downstairs, Lu Gao stretched his head at the door of Jiange.
"Senior Brother Han, here." Lu Gao spread his hands, with two bright spiritual stones in his palms.
Medium grade.
It was given by Cao Pei just now.
"You and Coach Lin should break up." Han Muye waved his hand, sat down in front of the desk, and registered the location and various data of the sword he had just given.
At the door, Lu Gao was happy, but he turned to look at Lin Shen with some anxiety.
"Brother Han, let's just split it up. He's not bad at it." Lin Shen reached for a spiritual stone and stuffed it into his arms.
Han Muye, who was sitting in the sword pavilion, did not raise his head, but said with a smile as he wrote: "Brother Lu, you have given me the spiritual stones for food these days."
Lu Gao showed gratitude on his face, nodded, put away the middle-grade spiritual stone, and murmured in his mouth: "This shouldn't be done, it should be done..."
Turning around, someone else came to the door of Jiange.
"Excuse me, is Little Friend Han here?" The Taoist priest in a green robe stood in front of the sword pavilion and spoke softly.
"In the important place of Jiange, outsiders——" Lu Gao shouted, but before he finished speaking, Han Muye coughed softly from the Jiange.
"It turns out that Senior Qi is here." Han Muye put down his pen and ink and walked out of the sword pavilion slowly.
The person waiting outside the Jiange is not Qi Mingyuan of Ling Juezong?
This man, yesterday offered a high price of one hundred thousand spirit stones, asking Han Muye to teach him the third level of Zhen Sect swordsmanship.
This is a big financier.
"Little friend Han." Qi Mingyuan cupped his hands towards Han Muye.
"Senior Qi, I won't invite you in since the sword pavilion is such an important place." Han Muye walked down a few steps from the stone steps and then looked at Qi Mingyuan: "Senior, you want to know how to condense the third level of Jueyun Swordsmanship, right?"
Qi Mingyuan nodded, raised his hand, and a small wooden box appeared in his palm.
Open the wooden box and find ten crystal clear spiritual stones neatly stacked inside.
One high-grade spiritual stone is worth ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones.
Ten high-grade spiritual stone crystals flashed with bright halos.
Lu Gao, who was standing by the door of the sword pavilion, reached out and covered the middle-grade spiritual stone on his chest.
No wonder Senior Brother Han looks down on this middle-grade spiritual stone.
He pricked up his ears and waited for Han Muye to tell him to collect the spirit stones.
He hasn't touched a high-grade spiritual stone yet.
Standing where he was, Han Muye did not look at the wooden box, but raised his head to look at the sky in the distance, where there were rolling clouds.
"Senior Qi, you should understand that the third level of swordsmanship and the concentration of sword spirit can no longer be measured by spiritual stones."
Turning to look at Qi Mingyuan, Han Muye said calmly: "Just like you, Ling Juezong, this sect-suppressing swordsmanship and the three levels of artistic conception can make your entire sect's combat power even higher."
At the door of Jiange, Lu Gao opened his mouth.
What's the meaning?
One hundred thousand spiritual stones, not enough?
Qi Mingyuan seemed to have expected it, his expression remained unchanged, he raised his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand.
"This sword is called Liufeng. It is a sword that I have been using for nearly sixty years. It is a fine semi-spiritual weapon and is worth at least fifty thousand spiritual stones."
Directly increase the price by 50,000!
One dares to shout and the other dares to add.
Lu Gao held his middle-grade spiritual stone and felt that his heart could hardly beat.
When he thought about it, something moved in his mind.
Senior Brother Han made such a big deal with people from other sects. Did he see something he shouldn't see and hear something he shouldn't hear?
Then, will he be silenced?
Turning to look at Lin Shen, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the expression on Lin Shen's face had not changed.
"Senior Qi, I don't want this sword, nor do I want your spirit stone."
Han Muye's words made the expressions of Qi Mingyuan and Lu Gao change.
Qi Mingyuan frowned, while Lu Gao was disappointed.
"Little friend, I can come here only because Elder Tuoba Chang agreed." Qi Mingyuan looked at Han Muye and whispered: "I, Ling Juezong, are a staunch ally of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect."
The implication is that if he were not a firm ally, he would never have been allowed by Tuoba Cheng to come here to find Han Muye.
Han Muye smiled slightly, nodded and said: "I want your Ling Juezong to have another sect-suppressing swordsmanship, Dang Yun."
Qi Mingyuan's expression changed slightly, and Han Muye had already spoken: "I will only read it once and remember as many as I can."
"Senior, don't worry, I will never tell anyone else."
"I just want to confirm what I think and see if the direction of derivation is correct."
One set of swordsmanship is replaced by another set of swordsmanship.
And, only practice it once.
Qi Mingyuan had no way to refuse.
He looked at Han Muye, pondered for a moment, and then whispered: "Okay."
Han Muye nodded, turned around and said, "Instructor Lin, Brother Lu, please go to the canteen and bring me a meal."
The two hurriedly handed over their hands and left.
Qi Mingyuan practiced Ling Juezong's Zhenzong swordsmanship and couldn't let them see it. They understood.
After the two of them left, Qi Mingyuan raised his hand and unsheathed his sword.
"Little friends, I have two sets of swordsmanship, Jueyun and Dangyun, from Ling Juezong."
Since he wanted to practice, he didn't hide it and directly practiced both sets of swordsmanship.
Jueyun swordsmanship is as powerful as clouds, and the light of the sword is like a wheel; Dangyun swordsmanship is majestic and majestic, and clouds and waves are like gathering clouds.
The two sets of swordsmanship in Qi Mingyuan's hands are like clouds swaying, just waiting for the sky to fall.
The sword light stops and the wind and clouds subside.
The green-robed Taoist with a long sword in his hand is like a banished immortal coming to this world.
This is sword cultivation.
Qi Mingyuan raised his head and looked at Han Muye.
Han Muye nodded and sighed: "Sure enough..."
"Senior Qi, your Ling Juezong background is still shallow."
"There is no wind to spread the fire, and there is no water to move the waves. It is too thin."
"You ask Qi Tao to worship under the fire veins of Jiuxuan Sword Sect. Within ten years, the wind will help the fire and the sword will be perfected."
Within ten years, the wind helped the fire, and the sword was perfected!
Qi Mingyuan's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he pondered for a long time before whispering: "How can I trust you?"
Hearing his words, Han Muye smiled softly and raised his hands.
In the sword pavilion, two sword lights flew down instantly.
The long sword in the left hand, Qing Ming.
Right hand dagger, purple flame.
As he raised his swords, the light in Han Muye's eyes seemed to shine through the void.
On the Purple Flame Sword, flames shot into the sky.
On the Qing Ming Sword, the wind is filling the air.
"Senior Qi, keep an eye on it."
"The wind helps the fire, and it can start a prairie fire thousands of miles away!"
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