Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-03-10

Chapter 2 of Sword Pavilion

Even though he was prepared, Han Muye was still startled.

Without a cultivation base, you can’t live more than a year.

I know this Sword Pavilion is not good, didn’t expect to be dangerous to this extent.

After pondering for a while, he looked towards Old Six Huang, and said with a hand: “senior, if you have a cultivation base, can you live for a year?”

“This one Years, how is it divided, twelve months, in which month will sword qi injure people?”

“I wonder if senior can tell me what is special about sword qi here, if you are careful Be prepared, can you survive for a year?”

A few questions left Old Six Huang slightly stunned.

He gave Han Muye a weird look and said, “Do you really want to be a swordwatch?”

No.

But this is not something that can’t be helped.

Han Muye nods.

Old Six Huang grinned, missing two big teeth.

“Follow me.”

He beckons with the hand, letting Han Muye enter the pavilion door.

As soon as he entered the pavilion, Han Muye felt his hair stand up instantly.

A long sword with a handle on a wooden frame stretches endlessly!

The long sword has some flashing dark cold light, which seems to be selected and eaten.

Some look simple and ordinary, but they seem to be dormant beasts, maybe they will come out and hurt people.

In the dark place in the distance, there is a flash of light, as if a long sword is about to fly out.

A trace of cold air penetrated into the bone marrow, making people tremble in their teeth.

“It’s okay, if you don’t come in, you will be scared to pee.” Old Six Huang glanced at Han Muye, then pointed to the countless swords in front of him: “swordwatch, just look at these swords.”

This sword, do you want to watch it?

Han Muye has some doubts.

“The newly refined swords are fine. Those that have been used before, and those who still have resentment, may want to drink some blood in the middle of the night. You said, this sword should not be looked at?” Old Six Huang grinned. laugh.

The smiling face with missing teeth, with the dark sword light, is a bit scary.

Sword, still want to drink blood?

Han Muye regretted taking the job.

“However, if you are a swordwatch at the Sword Pavilion, as long as you don’t die, you will get ten Spirit Stones per month, and the benefits of other Nine Mysteries Sword Sect inner sect disciple are the same.”

“If you don’t die for ten years, then you can directly become Nine Mysteries Sword Sect deacon.”

“If you don’t die, hehe…”

Other words from Old Six HuangHan Muye already not in meaning.

Ten Spirit Stones, inner sect disciple benefits, these are enough!

With Max-Level Comprehension, he is confident that he can embark on the road of Cultivation.

“You’re tempted?”

Old Six Huang pointed to the small wing room on the side: “The last swordwatch has just been gone for three days, you should live in this room first.”

Han Muye walked into the wing and saw that this was a quiet room with a wooden couch and a long desk.

He was also very tired these days, so he lay down on the wooden couch and fell asleep.

By the time he woke up and walked out of the quiet room, the sky was already bright.

Old Six Huang gave him a strange look, led him to the small courtyard at the back of the attic to wash up, and pointed to the steamed buns on the stone table: “You have breakfast, I I’ll help you get the wast token clothes.”

The Old Six Huang was quite enthusiastic, and Han Muye hurriedly handed over: “Thanks Senior.”

Old Six Huang will Han Muye’s Name, place of origin and some other information to remember, and then go out.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned his head and said, “Don’t call me senior, I’m a few years older than you.”

Han Muye froze with steamed buns in his mouth. , didn’t come back to his senses until Old Six Huang walked out of Sword Pavilion.

Old Six Huang has a rickety figure, hair grey-white, and even lost his teeth. He is clearly old.

But he said he was at worst a few years older.

This is what sword qi was injured in the Sword Pavilion?

Suddenly, Han Muye felt that the steamed bun in his hand was hard to swallow.

Traveling through the Cultivation world, I am going to find a beautiful Fairy and experience the taste of Dual Cultivation.

This has not even begun, and it will become like Old Six Huang, don’t you have to be powerless?

After a hasty breakfast, Han Muye walked to the wooden rack full of long swords.

Each of these swords looks extraordinary, and it must be invaluable to get it on Earth.

Reaching out and grasping the hilt of a long sword, Han Muye clenched his fingers and drew it hard.

“Huh?”

Seeing that there was no one around, he just blushed slightly and let go.

It’s embarrassing, the long sword was not drawn out of the scabbard.

Unwilling to try again, Han Muye didn’t believe in evil, and went to draw his sword on a wooden stand.

“Cang 唷—”

After walking through a few wooden frames, he pulled out a slender long sword.

The clear sword light flashes like water, the blade is long and narrow, with a faint azure light.

“Okay, cheap…”

Han Muye’s eyes fell on the long sword, only to feel a bang in his head, and a picture flashed.

In front of him, there seemed to be a number of craftsmen wielding hammers, each blow, sparks flying.

thousand hammers, hundred refinements.

These sturdy big men hit thousands of times with all their strength, and the iron embryos took shape.

Quenching, grinding, adjusting, decorating.

A long sword has been refined.

“Three thousand two hundred and fifty one heavy blows, and eighty six thousand five hundred and one thirteen light hammers.”

“Five thousand six hundred and twenty Dao, the blade tempering nine times.”

“The length of the sword is two feet eight inches and nine points, and the width is one inch and one point.”

“The sword weighs eight catties and sixty-two seven cents.”

“Nine Cycles Tempering Technique, pleated forging technique.”

Whispering in his mouth, Han Muye’s eyes flashed brightly.

A trace of imperceptible breath penetrated into his body, and then disappeared.

This is the blessing of Max-Level Comprehension?

At a glance, the long sword in the palm of his hand has no secrets, and he also comprehended two forging methods.

With such cheats, I still worry about Cultivation?

Putting the long sword back, Han Muye reached out and grabbed the hilt of the other long sword.

Without force, he already felt that he could pull out the long sword.

“What are you doing? Do you think your life is too long?”

Before drawing the sword, Old Six Huang’s voice came.

Release his hand, Han Muye stepped out from the wooden frame.

“If you want to live longer, stay away from these swords.”

Old Six Huang threw the clothes and wast token in front of Han Muye, Then coldly said: “The last swordwatch was a little more curious, and I left after staying at the Sword Pavilion for three months.”

“Where did you go?” Han Muye picked up the wast token and took a look. Shake off the turquoise Nine Mysteries Sword Sect Disciple robes.

“Where did you go?” Old Six Huang chuckled said, “I died, I was sucked up by a long sword, and my blood energy was drained. I walked away, very uneasy.”

Having said this, he looked at Han Muye and said, “Last night, you slept in his room and didn’t hear any sound?”

Han Muye’s arm, who was wearing his belt, froze.

……

The swords in the Sword Pavilion are either newly forged and waiting for Disciple to collect, or, the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect Disciple has fallen, and the swords have been brought back. Waiting for the next master.

The First Layer in the Sword Pavilion has tens of thousands of swords, most of which are of Mortal Grade.

The Sword Pavilion second layer has thousands of swords, and the lowest grades are all spirit level.

As for the third floor, Old Six Huang did not introduce it.

No outsiders came to Sword Pavilion for one day. The Old Six Huang, who was only in his early thirties, told Han Muye about the general situation of Sword Pavilion.

“The swords hidden on the first floor of the Sword Pavilion are divided into 12 areas, each area has about 3,000 long swords, and our swordwatch needs to clean one area every month.”

“A year, all swords need to be wiped at least once.”

“The sword should be exposed to the sun every June and June.”

“Other times, avoid it if you can. .”

When the pavilion door was closed at night, Old Six Huang patted Han Muye on the shoulder and said, “You brat is very interesting, I don’t want you to live for three months.”

When lying down on the wooden couch, Han Muye’s mind was the image of forging the long sword for a while, and the long sword blood-sucking story told by Old Six Huang for a while.

Between the half-consciousness, a soft call suddenly came from his ear.

“husband, do you want Dual Cultivation?”

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