Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Han Muye doesn't have much involvement in the Western Xinjiang affairs.

After setting the Xijiang Sect elite party, he left the Great Hall on the top of Jiuxuan Mountain.

The power of Tuoba Cheng is enough to suppress the Western Frontier.

The Nine Profound Sword Gate can control the western border.

Returning to the Jiange, after handing over the thirteen top-quality spiritual weapons to Liu Hong, Han Muye's soul incarnation was poured into the divine beast avatar.

At this time, the clone of the divine beast has entered the realm of Qingyou, and followed the route that Gu Qianshan escaped to go to a Star world.

"Gu Yuening is the child of the Gu family in Chenyuexingxingwanmingcheng. I just came back from my travels and just met you fellow daoists." Han Muye, dressed in a white shirt and carrying a sword box, stood on the back of the ten-zhang giant tortoise and smiled. cupped hands.

In the void ahead, the digital swordsmen raised their hands in return.

Some of these people are nervous, some are confused, and some are happy.

Han Muye raised his hand and waved, and several semi-spiritual tools fell in front of him.

"Patriarch Gu Qianshan is the Great Master of Refining. These unqualified swords are made by Yue Ning himself. They are small gifts, not respectful."

"I wonder if you can escort Gu back to Wanming City?"

In the Qingyou realm, the way of employment prevails.

Although a few swords are not popular, they can be worth tens of thousands of Spirit Stones.

Anyway, it’s all about travel, so it’s not a bad idea to earn some Spirit Stones by the way.

"Young Master Gu is outrageous and has applied for the application here."

"Okay, don't worry, Young Master, go to Chenyuexing, a certain family will protect you all the way."

"Young Master Gu is generous, this matter is settled."

...

In just a moment, Han Muye was surrounded by seven or eight kendo practitioners and headed towards Chenyuexing.

On the second floor of Yujingjian Shop, Magnolia Street, Firefly Island, when Han Muye left the customs, it was noon on the second day.

He walked downstairs and saw Zeng Daniu and Shao Tianyi standing helplessly in front of the counter.

There was nothing in the store, and when customers came, they couldn't do anything except make an appointment to review the sword.

"Treasurer, one morning—"

Seeing Han Muye coming, Zeng Daniel hurriedly handed over a book.

This is a message registered by Shao Tianyi, who came to ask for a sword review.

Han Muye waved his hand and handed over a scroll of paintings and calligraphy.

"Send these to the Jiekou furniture store to be framed."

Seeing these calligraphy and paintings, Shao Tian's eyes lit up.

He was afraid that his shopkeeper would not have calligraphy and painting.

How would he understand the way of kendo without calligraphy and painting?

Zeng Daniu took the calligraphy and painting and carefully held it to mount it.

I didn't think that before, the swords and calligraphy and paintings in the shop were sold out yesterday, only to find out that those calligraphy and paintings are several times more expensive than swords.

This is holding calligraphy and painting, it is clearly a pile of spiritual beads!

Inside the store, Han Muye turned his head and looked at Shao Tianyi.

"You go to the nearby Jianlu Jianfang and tell me that my Yujing Jianpu wants a batch of good swords."

Han Muye raised his hand and handed Shao Tianyi a famous post he had written.

With his fame at the sword review meeting yesterday, there will be no one who is not Giving face.

Shao Tianyi dealt with dozens of sword repairers who came to ask for sword reviews in the morning. He knew that his shopkeeper was now famous. Hearing Han Muye's words, he smiled and took the famous post and left.

Although he is not as eager as Zeng Daniel's to have a hot sword shop, he also hopes that Yujing Jianpu will be taken seriously.

In this way, his life is more guaranteed.

The Deadly Tower will also weigh in on the assassination of people with high reputations on Broken Star Island.

After all, the rules of Broken Star Island were set by Endless Heavenly Venerate.

As soon as Shao Tian went to look for the sword shop, Han Muye threw the booklet recording the visitor's information on the counter, and posted a notice on the door that only rated swords above the mid-grade spirit.

Turning around, he walked to the empty wooden frame.

With a wave of his hand, there were several more swords on the wooden frame.

It's not that the swords are of high quality, but the best ones are also medium-grade spiritual weapons.

Controlling the sword pavilion, how could it be possible to sell the best swords?

If it wasn't for getting a lot of good swords in the world of Suwei, Han Muye would not even be willing to take out these swords.

After putting away the sword and marking the price, he took out a few more paintings and calligraphy and hung them on the surrounding walls.

These are the handwritings of Tianxuan Great Confucianism, and they are all treasures of Confucianism and Taoism. Each piece is priced at tens of millions of Spirit Stones.

This is not a blind bid. For example, in the really light pagoda post, Han Muye only left two words of "happy inquiry". This is because there is no Confucianism and Taoism on the Broken Star Island. I am afraid that there are no people who know the goods.

This kind of Saint's handwriting is simply priceless.

Just after hanging the calligraphy and painting, several sword cultivators with long swords came to the store.

Han Muye greeted him with a smile, but the sword cultivators became apprehensive.

I saw a notice at the door just now that Yujingjianpu only rated middle-grade spiritual tools and above.

People can understand.

First, there are a lot of people asking for sword reviews, and second, for someone like Yujing Sword Shop Han, who is a master swordsman, they are too embarrassed to work for a sword that is too low.

"Do you want to see swords, or do you want to review swords?" Han Muye greeted everyone into the store with a smile, and then said.

This time, the crowd was even more cramped.

Han Muye smiled and stretched out his hand: "The notice at the door is posted for colleagues to see."

"Han is also a sword cultivator. Knowing that the sword is as important as my life, it is not necessary to distinguish between classes."

A sword is a sword.

Magic Treasures are strong and not suitable for everyone.

Han Muye has Magic Treasures on hand, there are quite a few, but they are rarely used.

What he likes most is the double swords of Qingming and Ziyan.

Swords, taking advantage of the hand, fit, the most important.

Hearing Han Muye's words, several sword cultivators suddenly moved.

"That, Manager Han, I don't know about this sword review..." A middle-aged sword repairer in a green robe took the long sword on his back and took out a small bag.

The bag is bulging, obviously a storage bag, filled with Lingzhu or Spirit Stones and other things.

Han Muye took the long sword with a smile, but did not go for the cloth bag.

"Below the mid-level spirit weapon, if I have time, I will comment a few words. As for the reward, forget it." Han Muye said softly: "Cultivation is not easy, and it is difficult to accumulate wealth and law."

Practice is not easy.

These words almost made the middle-aged Jianxiu, who was holding the cloth bag in his hand, shed tears.

There were all low-level sword cultivators present, and the highest of the Cultivation Base was the territorial channel. On the Broken Star Island full of powerhouses, who didn't live in fear?

"Manager Han, this—" The middle-aged Jianxiu wanted to say more, when Han Muye said, "Your sword has a dark wound."

Dark injury!

These words made the middle-aged look pale.

The people around were also stunned.

Han Muye slowly drew his sword, and a faint stream of light traveled on the half-spirit weapon, and the streamer reached the seventh point of the sword's spine, and suddenly stopped.

It can be seen to the naked eye that there is a faint crack emerging here.

The picture Han Muye saw in his mind, this crack was caused by the middle-aged Jianxiu fighting against a Demonic Beasts when his fangs hit the ridge of the sword.

It's just that the middle-aged Jianxiu didn't care, and he didn't find the dark wound when he checked the body of the sword.

This injury is usually nothing, if you encounter a life-and-death struggle, it may be to lose your life.

"Thank you, Manager Han, thank you Mr. Han." The middle-aged Jianxiu bowed to Han Muye, and then handed over the small cloth bag.

Han Muye waved his hand, returned the sword to its sheath, and returned the sword.

"Hongyun Zhujian Hu can repair this damage, it is estimated that three spirit beads are needed."

"Also, if you add three Spiritual herbs to your sword and refine it again, the fit for your swordsmanship will be higher. It will cost you seven spiritual orbs."

Han Muye's words, let the middle-aged Jianxiu hold the sword and the cloth bag tightly.

In his cloth bag, there are all his savings, ten spirit beads.

It is not much easier for low-level practitioners to accumulate wealth on Broken Star Island than anywhere else.

Besides, Jianxiu has always been the poorest practitioner in the world.

Bowing to Han Muye, the middle-aged swordsman left without speaking again.

For Jian Xiu, sometimes, not speaking is the only way to truly remember the love in his heart.

Seeing the middle-aged Jianxiu walk out of the store, Han Muye turned to look at the others.

Everyone hurriedly bowed to hold their own swords, and asked Han Muye to comment.

"This sword is in line with the swordsmanship of the ice field. Judging from the aura on your body, it should not be of the ice type. It is recommended that you change to a sword."

"This sword is good, and the forging level is not bad. It can be carefully cultivated, and then I will find a few broken Spirit Stones and smelt it in the sword."

"Your sword attributes are really poor, mediocre, slow, I have a Qingfeng sword in my shop, you can try it, the price is similar, you can give me this sword, plus 800 Spirit Stones. "

...

After a while, everyone left with their swords in their hands with excited faces.

More Jianxiu were already watching at the door, quietly surrounding them.

For more than an hour, not a few swords were sold, but more than 20 swords below the mid-grade spirit were reviewed for free.

When Han Muye was empty, he turned his head and saw a Pentecostal old man in a gray robe standing in front of Yan Zhenqing's pagoda post with his hands behind his back.

"There are countless swordsmen in the world, can you comment?" The old man didn't look back, just looked at the scroll in front of him, and said lightly.

"As a sword cultivator, it's not the sword in your hand that is more powerful, but the strength of the sword in your heart." Han Muye's face was calm and he said softly, "I'm criticizing the sword for them, but it's just to make the sword in their hearts stronger."

They are all under the mid-level spirit tools, and they are all low-level sword cultivators.

From Han Muye's point of view, whether these sword cultivators are Magic Treasures or Deadwood, there is not much difference in combat power.

In front of the big cultivator, ants are ants after all.

But among the practitioners in the world, who hasn't stepped on to the top step by step from the ants?

With the heart of ants always in my heart, I just stood on the top of the world without fear. The black-bearded old man turned around slowly, his eyes shining brightly, staring at Han Muye: "You are a real sword cultivator."

Han Muye didn't deny it.

He was originally a swordsman.

Cultivating swordsmanship, condensing swords.

The other day, when he broke the pill and became a baby, he also turned into a sword baby.

Cultivation in the world, in the end, it is the most fun to cut the fetters with a sword.

Helping other sword cultivators to evaluate swords and accumulate their own knowledge is not nothing.

What's more, for Han Muye, the stories in the swords, the battle scenes in the swords, and the swordsmanship Cultivation Technique are already worthy of his sword evaluation.

"What kind of swordsmanship does the Qianji sword refined from the chalcedony essence of Song Yuan need to be used in order to exert its maximum combat power?"

"Criticize the sword?" Han Muye's expression remained unchanged.

The old man nodded.

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face: "The Thousand Machine Swords made by chalcedony essence are at least half Magic Treasures."

"Let's calculate it according to half Magic Treasures, and the reward for a thousand spirit beads is not too much, right?"

Low-level sword cultivators do not accept Spirit Stones because of the lack of profit.

Even if a sword can earn three to five thousand Spirit Stones, tens of thousands of Spirit Stones, ten swords can only earn tens of thousands of Spirit Stones.

With a half-Magic Treasures level sword, don't you make up for all the losses of those swords?

One thousand spirit beads, one and a half Magic Treasures.

The price has at least doubled from usual.

The black-bearded old man narrowed his eyes slightly, then laughed: "It doesn't matter how many spirit beads, as long as the evaluation you give is valuable."

Han Muye nodded and said with a chuckle, "Indeed, to the shopkeeper Qian of the Muyang Pavilion, a few spirit beads are really nothing."

Muyang Pavilion, the big shopkeeper Qian Hexun.

Only the arrival of this person will make those sword cultivators stand outside the door and dare not approach.

On Firefly Island, the rumors that the Muyang Pavilion is backed by the Infinity Sea forces have never stopped.

Qian Hexun looked at Han Muye with his hands behind his back.

"Thousand Machine Swords follow the tricky way of power swords, and the swordsmanship shown by Xiu's skills is very good." Han Muye said softly.

"However, if you can penetrate into the sword with the method of tempering the soul, refine the sword body separately, wait for the sword to take shape, and use the soul to control the sword to form a sword array, the combat power-"

Han Muye paused.

Qian Hexun clenched the hands behind his back.

"The combat power can be more than tripled." Han Muye whispered softly.

Qian Hexun's eyes twitched.

A big cultivator holding half Magic Treasures, triple the combat power, that is the same rank invincibility!

Such a sword, the value is immeasurable.

Nodding his head, Qian Hexun whispered, "That pagoda post, is it really for sale?"

Sell?

Sell.

"Treasurer Qian, the great monster of the endless sea also wants to learn about Confucianism and Taoism?" Han Muye said with a smile.

enlightenment.

The Confucianism and Taoism in this character are very arrogant, but they should not be played.

Without Heavenly Cultivation Base, one might really be influenced by this pagoda post and become a Confucian cultivator wearing Confucian robes and holding a folding fan.

It would be interesting if an endless sea monster covered in scales wore a green robe and held a folding fan.

Qian Hexun opened his mouth, finally shook his head, took out a small jade box, put it on the counter, turned around and left.

"Boss Qian, come here often." Han Muye said with a smile, holding the jade box in his hand.

Starting with the jade box, the corners of his eyes moved slightly.

In the jade box, there is only one Spirit Stones.

Superb Spirit Stones!

When I searched all over the western Xinjiang, I only found two pieces of the best Spirit Stones.

The preciousness of top-quality Spirit Stones is not only that one piece can be used as millions of Spirit Stones, but also its role in opening up space formations.

The stable Spiritual Qi output can support the teleportation of countless thousands of miles of void formations.

Is this the meaning of Qian Hexun's own, or is it the meaning of the endless sea power behind it, or, is this the meaning of the endless gods?

Tianzun showed his favor, or did the endless sea want to get in touch with Tianxuan and stand on Tianxuan's side?

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and Han Muye put away the jade box.

Whether it's a temptation or a show of affection, he still wants to receive this superb Spirit Stones.

Earned by the ability, why not accept it?

When Zeng Daniu and Shao Tianyi returned, Zeng Daniu was holding a pile of scrolls, while Shao Tianyi led a few guys from the Sword Furnace and Sword Workshop to bring dozens of swords.

In the afternoon, a sword cultivator arrived, spent fifty spirit beads, and asked Han Muye to help him evaluate swords.

A top-grade spirit weapon.

Han Muye received him on the second floor of Yujing Sword Shop, and outsiders do not know the specific results of the sword evaluation.

But when the sword repairer left, there was a bit of joy on his face.

In the next few days, Han Muye spent most of the time in Closed Door Training, choosing fate to review swords when he left the customs.

At the entrance of Yujing Sword Shop, there are many more swordsmen.

This made the business of Jia Wu and others around the store much better.

Because the business was good enough, after collecting a bunch of Spirit Stones, Han Muye grabbed another handful of Spirit Stones as a reward to Shao Tianyi and Zeng Daniel.

The last time Han Muye gifted the Spirit Orb, Zeng Daniel Tojia Wu Gang bought several Medicine Pills, and found a Cultivation Technique.

In the past few days, Zeng Daniel was full of energy and blood, and he was already a standard body cultivator.

It's just that he was still a little confused.

Today Han Muye rewarded the Lingzhu again. When Han Muye turned to go upstairs, Zeng Daniel rushed to Shao Tianyi impatiently: "Brother Shao, I, I want to go back..."

Hearing his words, Shao Tian glanced at the sky, nodded and said, "Brother Daniel, you are not slow now, just go back to Jianpu before dark."

Zeng Daniu grinned, put the Lingzhu in his arms, wrapped the small toys he bought for his two children and the golden hairpins sold by his mother-in-law, and strode out of the city.

Shao Tianyi watched Zeng Daniu leave, his eyes flashed, and he was silent for a moment. He walked to Jia Wu's store next door and invited Jia Wu.

The sword shop is like this, as long as Han Muye is not downstairs to review swords, people who come to buy swords can buy swords, and don't buy swords, they are free.

"Treasurer, Zeng Daniel is going back to visit relatives, and I will escort him." Shao Tianyi stood at the stairs on the second floor and bowed.

"Go." Upstairs, Han Muye's voice came.

Shao Tianyi bowed and left.

After a moment, Han Muye paced downstairs.

"Why, are you still worried?" Jia Wu, who was sitting at the counter, said with a smile: "This guy is a Killing Intent that is difficult to restrain. It is not difficult to protect a Zeng Daniel?"

Whether it is Jia Wu or Shen Fugui and others, Cultivation Base and eyesight are not bad.

How can he be an ordinary person who can open a shop on Broken Star Island for decades and hundreds of years?

"Death Tower, I'm actually interested in them." Han Muye raised his hand with a calm expression, and a sword on a wooden frame fell into his hand.

Mid-grade magic weapon.

Watching Han Muye walk out of the store, Jia Wu shook his head.

He and Shen Fugui are no longer involved in the slaughter and battle in the cultivation world, and they only do small business safely and steadily.

But Han Muye, not them.

This is a practitioner who has never lost his spirit and has a sword in his heart.

"Outside of Broken Star Island, is it still so colorful?" Jia Wu whispered softly, turned his head, and looked at the long swords in the shop with the slightest Sword Qi.

...

Zeng Daniel ran very fast.

He felt that he had endless strength.

It turned out that this is the feeling of practicing body cultivator.

From a step of half a zhang when he first ran, to a step of a zhang later, at this time, he was already able to take a step of 30 zhang!

The whistling of the wind blowing in his ears, he had only felt in the wind and waves of the sea.

This speed comes from yourself!

Running out of the city, along the avenue, there was smoke and mist surging behind Zeng Daniel.

"call out--"

With a soft sound, Zeng Daniel felt that something flew past his ear.

Did you run so fast that the birds were startled?

He thought proudly, speed, faster.

There were more and more harsh sounds in his ears.

It was as if it was a collision of swords.

This voice was familiar to Zeng Daniel, who was a clerk in the sword shop.

Could it be that after staying in the sword shop for a long time, Sword Qi entered the body and had hallucinations?

Somewhat scared, Zeng Daniel ran faster until he saw the outline of the town ahead.

With a long smile, he strode over.

He didn't notice that behind him, holding a long sword and wearing blood, Shao Tianyi stood there, like a lonely mountain.

Shao Tianyi pointed the front of the sword in his hand, blocking more than a dozen figures.

With a smile on his pale face, he looked at the figures slowly surrounding him, and said lightly, "My brother just wants to go home and have a look."

"He still has his parents and mother-in-law, and two children."

"Don't look for him."

"Find me."

"I, have no worries."

"Damn."