2022-03-10

Chapter 10 Purple Flame, changing swords (please vote for follow-up reading)

On the second day, Han Muye found himself There is a short sword on the couch.

This sword is no more than two feet eight inches long, and the azure light shines.

Han Muye was slightly taken aback when he reached out and gripped the hilt of the sword.

Purple Flame.

This is yesterday’s rusted Old Ancestor sword, the Purple Flame.

It’s just that the Purple Flame Sword at this time has completely changed, and if it is an outsider, it will never be recognized.

The sword body is ordinary, but holding the hilt, Han Muye can feel the blazing fire in the sword body, which reflects the sword qi in his body.

The warm breath spreads from the arm to the whole body.

“You are, want to follow me?”

Whispering, Han Muye walked to the small courtyard with his sword in hand, and started swinging his sword.

Dozens of sword techniques flash between his sword edges.

The sword light is suddenly dignified, sometimes gentle, sometimes fiery, and sometimes cold.

With so many sword techniques in different environments and different strengths, if outsiders practiced swords like this, the meridian of the body would have been destroyed into rags long ago.

But these sword techniques are in the hands of Han Muye, which can be changed at will, freely swayed, without any obstruction.

The various sword qi in his illusory space are constantly changing and wandering in his meridian along with his sword technique.

This feeling is very comfortable.

Go to the Old Six Huang in the small courtyard and look at it for a while, then shake your head.

He had absolutely no idea what Han Muye meant when he was wielding his sword there.

Of course, he wouldn’t dissuade Han Muye either.

In the eyes of Old Six Huang, Han Muye has less than three months of lifespan left, just let him toss.

No one came to Sword Pavilion in the morning, Han Muye pestered Old Six Huang to tell various anecdotes in the cultivation world.

Old Six Huang has been in Sword Pavilion for more than seven years. He has been playing in the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect, and he has heard a lot of stories about the cultivation world.

For example, in Western Border, which sword dao Cultivation sect are there, which Nine Mysteries Sword Sect does not deal with, and which is an ally.

And among Western Border, who has the highest cultivation base, and which sect likes to stumble behind the scenes.

It’s true and false, just like the parents in the cultivation world, Han Muye listened with keen interest pleasure.

He feels that this Cultivation world is also full of human sensuality and worldly chaos.

After talking about the cultivation world, Han Muye talked about the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect with Old Six Huang.

Old Six Huang yawned, but he couldn’t resist Han Muye’s entanglement, so he had to tell him about the elders, heirs, and elites in the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect.

“As long as you don’t offend these people, we swordwatch don’t need to see anyone’s face in the door.”

“Anyway, we are a bad life, and there is nothing to be afraid of.”

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Yawning and standing up, Old Six Huang shook his head and said, “I’m going to bed. I wiped the sword yesterday, but it hurt my energy.”

Speaking of this, he turned to The head looked towards Han Muye, with a hint of curiosity on his face: “Why do you look so good?”

Indeed, at this time, Han Muye ruddy complexion was not at all tired.

You must know that he was only injured by sword qi yesterday, making him half-dead.

Han Muye himself was puzzled by what he said.

“Perhaps it is the function of Excellent Grade Solid Body Pill.” Before Han Muye could understand, Old Six Huang had already figured out the reason.

“When I receive my salary next month, I will also try an Excellent Grade Solid Body Pill.”

Old Six Huang said, turning back to his quiet room to go.

Han Muye shook his head, stood up, and came to the wooden stand where the long sword was placed.

He reached out and grabbed the hilt of a long sword and pulled it out gently.

The blade hummed softly, as if with joy.

Picking up the sackcloth for wiping the long sword, Han Muye wiped the sword edge again, and then the long sword was sheathed.

In the process of wiping the long sword, he could clearly feel that the sword qi in his body was poured into the sword edge of the long sword, and the sword qi contained in the long sword also penetrated into his body.

The long sword infused with sword qi became clearer, and there was also a wisp of sword qi in his body.

A win-win situation.

Walking to the wooden frame, Han Muye began to wipe the long sword that Old Six Huang wiped yesterday.

Anyway, if you are idle, you will be idle. If you wipe the sword, you can get some sword qi. When you encounter a used long sword, you can better understand the sword technique.

Unknowingly, one hour has passed, and he has wiped hundreds of long swords, and comprehended three sword techniques in the middle.

The swords used in low-level Disciples contain many sword techniques that overlap.

However, in the process of comprehending Han Muye, the comprehension varies according to the sword technique used by different people.

For example, the Profound Essence Sword Technique Single Leaf, some people use it like a dead leaf, and it doesn’t work hard, while some people use it like a new sprout, full of vitality.

Wipe the long sword, the sword technique confirms each other, and Han Muye’s understanding of the sword technique goes deeper.

“Old Six Huang!”

While wiping the long sword, a voice came from the Sword Pavilion door.

Han Muye turned around and saw a youth in Inner Sect white robed standing there, looking out.

Coming for business?

“cough cough,” lightly coughed, Han Muye strode forward, his hands behind his back, shouted: “In the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect Sword Pavilion, don’t make any noise.”

The young man For a moment, he looked Han Muye up and down.

“Isn’t it Old Six Huang? When is a newcomer in Sword Pavilion?” With a mutter, he extended the hand and handed a burlap bag to Han Muye.

“New?”

“I’ll change swords.”

Change swords?

In the Sword Pavilion, there is a saying of changing swords, but that requires great effort in the sect, or a handwritten certificate from the Elder, before it can be changed.

Han Muye frowned, took the sackcloth, untied it, and face changed.

In the burlap bag is a Broken Sword.

The blade is broken into several pieces, and there are gaps.

Reaching out to hold the hilt of the sword, there is a picture from the Broken Sword.

A man wearing a white robed youth holding a long sword with a cold and severe expression.

The long sword in his hand moved towards the bluestone in front of him, and every sword was pointed at one place.

Two Mysteries Sword Technique, touch gold.

Comprehended this sword technique, Han Muye frowned even more.

The point of the golden sword technique is to point to the end, and the sword edge does not need to actually touch the bluestone at all.

But the sword in front of me is not only broken at the tip, but also has a lot of gaps on the sword edge.

“How did this sword break?”

Han Muye said in a deep voice.

“Hey, boy, are you taking care too much?” The young man who came to change the sword raised his brows and whispered: “I want you to change the sword, just change it.”

Han Muye sat in front of the long desk, spread his hands and said: “You don’t say why the sword is broken, how can I replace it for you?”

Hearing his words, the young man sneered: “This sword is Luo Tian Senior Brother is broken, if you don’t change it, I will report back.”

Luo Tian?

Han Muye thought for a moment and shook his head.

Not Elder deacon, nor direct lineage.

Then it will be fine.

Seeing Han Muye shaking his head, the young man in front of him turned pale, watching Han Muye broke out into laughter caused by anger: “Okay, okay, new boy, don’t fall into my hands.”

After he finished speaking, he grabbed the dagger on the table.

Han Muye raised his hand to block it and said indifferently: “The sword is damaged. If you enter the Sword Pavilion, you must register and destroy it.”

“You—” The young man held his hand in the air, pointing Looking at Han Muye, he gritted his teeth and said, “Boy, this sword belongs to Luo Tian Senior Brother—”

“It’s the sword of Sect Master. If you enter the Sword Pavilion, you have to register like this.” Han Muye opened the booklet. , the ink pen shua~ shua~ shua~ recorded.

“Inner sect disciple Luo Tian damaged a sword handle for no reason, now included in Sword Pavilion.”

After finishing writing, he looked up and said, “What’s your name?”

The young man was stunned for a while, and said a little uncertainly: “What are you doing?”

Han Muye said softly with a smile on his face: “All those who damage swords for no reason, within three years You are not allowed to step into the Sword Pavilion. After three years, the merits required to exchange swords will double.”

“What’s your name? I’ll make a note for you.”

Youth The expression on his face changed, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.

Han Muye chuckled and wrote two words on the book where he had just written.

Purple Flame.

What’s the name of this arrogant supporting role?

Call for it.

(End of this chapter)

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