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89, Every swordsman in the sword pavilion has a dream of heaven in his heart, right?

The last time we had dinner together was the first time that Huang Laoliu and Elder Jiange sat together.

He thought the elder of Jiange came to see him off and also gave him half a bottle of wine.

Thinking about it now, Elder Jiange ate ordinary food after thirty years, maybe because he wanted to taste it for the last time.

"Brother Han, is there any way to save the elder?"

Huang Laoliu looked at Han Muye and asked in a low voice.

Han Muye shook his head.

Although he now has eight sword intentions residing in the sea of ​​consciousness, even if all eight sword intentions inspire Wan Jian to return to the clan, they will not be able to help the sword pavilion elders at all.

The disputes between the great monks, as Elder Su Liang said, are related to the general trend of the Western Border. Not to mention Han Muye, a young sword watcher, three or two earth realm enlightened gods, and even masters of elixir formation are unable to participate.

This is a game between big forces, and the stakes are luck.

"Guard the sword pavilion well, Sixth Brother, didn't you say that this is the fate of a sword watcher?" Han Muye lowered his head and walked towards the sword pavilion.

Huang Laoliu nodded, and then said: "Brother Han, you stay in Jiange while I go to Cao's house."

"Given the relationship between the Cao family and Jiange, we should go visit."

There was a faint sword energy surging around him, and he raised his hand to make a move.

There was a soft sound in the sword pavilion, and the sword that had been with him for six and a half years fell into his hand.

At this time, Huang Laoliu no longer had the aura of old age, he looked sharp and sharp, and his eyes flashed.

The elder Jiange left, and he acted with a lot more responsibility.

"I'll accompany Sixth Brother." Han Muye turned around and said.

Now go down the mountain to Cao's house, you might encounter an ambush.

Now that the Tailing Sword Sect takes action, they may go crazy.

"Haha, Brother Han, if you stay in Jiange, you can't put your eggs in one basket." Huang Laoliu waved his hand, turned to look at Lu Gao: "Keep the door."

Lu Gao chuckled, stretched out his hand and patted the door frame.

Huang Laoliu strode away. Han Muye looked at the mountain-protecting formation that was still shining with light in the sky, and walked into the sword pavilion.

In the quiet room, he put away the spiritual stones and put down the elixir. Then he sat quietly for a moment and took out the jade slip given to him by Elder Su Liang.

There was never a time when he was more eager to improve his cultivation than at this time.

The jade slip gently touched the forehead, and messages were detected by the mind.

This jade slip contains not only the formula for the Fusion of Spirit Pills, but also several other formulas for cultivating energy, condensing Qi, and even the foundation-building stage.

But the most precious one among them is probably the recipe for the Fusion Spirit Pill.

The words in the elixir turned into pictures of alchemy appearing in his mind. Han Muye closed his eyes and kept observing and comprehending.

Understand the method of refining Pei Yuan Rong Ling Dan.

Except for this elixir recipe, all other elixir recipes can only be refined by those who are above the level of cultivation. Han Muye just remembered them and did not spend time thinking about them.

Danfang understood, he took out the alchemy furnace directly, sword energy poured into his palm, and green light flashed.

Each kind of elixir was thrown into the alchemy furnace, and the flames transformed by the sword energy enveloped the alchemy furnace. Han Muye's whole body's strength was concentrated to the extreme.

His spiritual energy cultivation activates the alchemy furnace, and his sword energy penetrates into it to blend and purify the elixir.

There was a gentle vibration coming from the alchemy furnace.

Half an hour later, Han Muye raised his palm, the lid of the alchemy furnace flew up, and three elixirs flew out with flashes of light.

The moment the elixir flew out, the already densely cracked elixir furnace shattered into pieces with a "snap".

Refining elixirs with sword energy will cause too much damage to the elixir furnace.

Fortunately, the elixir was refined and this rare pot of elixir was not wasted.

Han Muye looked at the elixir in his palm and saw that it was translucent and crystal clear, obviously of extraordinary quality.

Two of the best, one of the best.

Still not skilled enough.

Shaking his head, he put away the elixirs and the remaining elixirs.

There should be an alchemy furnace in Suzhen Building. When Huang Laoliu comes back, he can go there and get one.

Huang Laoliu hasn't returned yet. There is no one in the Jiang Pavilion at this time, and he cannot swallow the pill.

After putting away the remaining elixir and pondering for a moment, Han Muye walked out of the quiet room and looked at the stairs leading to the second floor of the sword pavilion.

He walked up the stairs slowly, and when he reached the second floor, he paused for a moment, then went straight to the third floor.

On the third floor, the windows were wide open, the light was bright, and a faint golden halo flashed in front of the windows.

This is the protective formation of Jiange. It has been activated directly when the mountain-protecting formation is activated.

He walked slowly to where the elder of Jiange was sitting. After taking a deep breath, Han Muye gently sat down.

The elder of Jiange said that if he could not come back, Han Muye would sit in this position.

Han Muye sat here not for this position.

He wanted to see if the elder of Jiange had left any instructions or backup plans.

If he expected that he would not be able to come back, Han Muye believed that the elders of Jiange would leave something behind.

Looking at the long case in front of him, Han Muye stretched out his hand to tell the elder of the sword pavilion and opened the wooden box containing the sword formula.

Two scrolls and a jade slip.

really.

Picking up the jade slip and touching it between his eyebrows, Han Muye saw the elder of Jiange with a white beard appearing in front of him.

Smiling, kind eyes.

"Knowing that your kid would look at this jade slip, I don't know whether I am dead or alive at this moment."

In the picture, the elder of Jiange's expression remained unchanged and he spoke softly.

"Every sword watcher in the sword pavilion has a dream of heaven in his heart, right?"

"Seeing Huang Laoliu's appearance now reminds me of myself back then."

"I'm not as lucky as him."

"After sixty years of hard training, I condensed the sword of the soul, possessing the power of the Hundred Breath Heaven Realm."

"It's a pity that my sword is destined to have no chance to be used in front of the person who wants to show it."

The sword pavilion elder in the picture is not as domineering as flying thousands of miles and flying across the sky with a sword, but instead has a lot more chatter.

"Haha, let's get down to business."

"You must practice the Sword Raising Art well. Only by practicing the Sword Raising Art can you protect yourself with the sword bones and save your life after using the sword with the soul."

"I repaired it too late, I'm afraid it won't be of any use."

"From two hundred years ago to a year ago, there were three elders in the sword pavilion, who respectively cultivated the Sword Raising Technique, the Condensing Sword Technique and the Weapon Sword Technique."

"It is said that the three tactics combined into one can produce unexpected changes."

"But don't think too much, kid. Those big sects in Western Xinjiang won't let you have the chance to master the three techniques."

"A hundred years ago, two sword pavilion elders who practiced sword art and sword condensation art passed away respectively."

"As a last resort, Zhu Shen, the ancestor of Jiange, went down the mountain with half a volume of sword art, and killed three people at the eighth level of the pill formation with one sword, and himself perished."

"The half-volume sword art has disappeared."

"After that, the suppression of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect by various major sects was greatly reduced."

"You should understand the reason for this, right?"

"Today's situation is so similar."



Among the jade slips, the elder of Jiange analyzed the general situation very clearly.

This made Han Mu's ambition even more helpless.

After a long time, he sighed, put down the jade slip, and then reached out and took out a small bronze sword.

This was given to him by the elder of Jiange. It is the certificate of official disciple of Jiange. It is also the key to unlock the formation of Jiange and the place under the Jiange to the Jiuxuan Sword Sealed Town.

This is also the trust of the next elder of Jian Pavilion.

Putting the jade slip back, Han Muye stretched out his hand and unfolded half a volume of Bingjian Jue.

He knew both the Condensing Sword Technique and the Sword Raising Technique by heart. Of the three techniques, he only lacked the Weapon Sword Technique.

However, the Bingjian Jue is already incomplete, and the other half, according to what the elder of Jiange said, must be in the hands of one of the nine sects in Western Xinjiang.

"Use the sword as your body and your body as a soldier?"


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