Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 391 I, Life is cheap (12 chapters)

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

After settling for a gathering of elites from the Western Border Sect, he left the 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 sword pavilion, after handing over the thirteen top-quality spiritual weapons to Liu Hong, Han Muye's divine soul incarnation was poured into the divine beast clone.

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

"The next Gu Yuening is the child of the Gu family in Chenyuexingwanmingcheng. I just came back from my travels and I happened to meet all the 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. hand over.

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 a master of craftsmanship. These unqualified swords were made by Yuening 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 traveling, and it’s not bad 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, heading towards Chenyuexing.

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

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!

In the shop, 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, no one would lose face.

Shao Tianyi dealt with dozens of sword cultivators who came to ask for sword reviews every morning. He knew his shopkeeper's current reputation, and when he heard Han Muye's words, he took the famous post with a smile 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 that recorded the information of the visiting person on the counter, and then posted a notice on the door that only rated swords above the middle grade.

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 the many 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 all the handwritings of Tianxuan Great Confucianism, and they are all treasures of Confucianism and Taoism.

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

The handwriting of such saints 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 these 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 shop 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.

The magic weapon is strong, and it is not suitable for everyone.

Han Muye has magic weapons in his hands, there are quite a few, but he rarely uses them.

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, the swordsmen immediately 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 was bulging, obviously a storage bag, containing spirit beads or spirit stones.

Han Muye took the long sword with a smile, but did not take 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 one with the highest cultivating base was the territorial channel. On the Broken Star Island full of powerhouses, who didn’t live with fear?

"Manager Han, this—" The middle-aged Jianxiu wanted to say more, when he heard Han Muye say, "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 swam around the half-spirit weapon, and when the streamer reached the seventh point of the sword's spine, he 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 was that the crack was caused by the middle-aged Jianxiu's fangs hitting the ridge of the sword when he was fighting with a monster.

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 the three spirit grasses to this sword, it will be more suitable for your swordsmanship. It will cost you seven spirit beads."

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.

On Star Broken Island, it is not much easier for low-level practitioners to accumulate wealth than anywhere else.

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

Bowing to Han Muye, the middle-aged swordsman left without saying a word.

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 shop, Han Muye turned to look at the others.

Everyone hurriedly bowed and held their swords, asking 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 cultivated more carefully, and then I will find a few broken spirit stones and smelt them in the sword."

"The attributes of your sword are really poor, mediocre and slow. I have a Qingfeng sword in my shop, you can try it, the price is similar, you can give me this sword, plus eight hundred spirit stones. "

...

After a while, everyone left with their swords in their arms 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 an old man in a gray robe with his hands behind his back, standing in front of Yan Zhenqing's pagoda post.

"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 that the sword in your hand is strong, but the sword in your heart." Han Muye said with a calm expression, "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 weapons or dead wood, there is not much difference in their combat power.

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

But among the cultivators in the world, who hasn't stepped onto the peak 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 did not 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 skills 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 Sword made by the essence of chalcedony is at least a half-magic weapon."

"Let's calculate it according to the half-magic treasure, and the reward for a thousand spirit beads for the sword is not excessive, right?"

Low-level sword cultivators commented that they did not accept spirit stones and spirit beads because they did not make any money.

Even if a sword can earn three to five thousand spirit stones, tens of thousands of spirit stones can be earned, and ten swords can only earn tens of thousands of spirit stones.

With a half-magic weapon, wouldn't it make up for all the losses of those swords?

One thousand spirit beads, one half magic weapon.

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 light smile, "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 strength swords, and the swordsmanship shown by Xiu's skills is very good." Han Muye said softly.

"However, if you can penetrate 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 great cultivator holding a half-magic weapon, and his combat power tripled, that is, he is invincible at the same level!

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 the cultivation of the heavenly realm, it is really possible to be influenced by this pagoda post and become a Confucian cultivator wearing a Confucian robe 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, while 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 stone.

The best spirit stone!

Back then, when I searched all over the Western Xinjiang, I only found two top-quality 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 the function of opening the space formation.

The stable aura output can support the void formation that transmits thousands of miles.

Is this the meaning of Qian Hexun himself, or 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 test or a show of affection, he still has to accept this top-quality spirit stone.

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 the 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 his time in seclusion, and when he left the seclusion, he chose fate to review swords.

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 Han Muye collected a bunch of spirit stones, he grabbed a handful of spirit beads and gave them to Shao Tianyi and Zeng Daniu.

The last time Han Muye gave the Spirit Orb, Zeng Daniel To Jia Wugang bought a few body-refining pills and found a body-refining exercise.

In the past few days, Zeng Daniel's body was full of energy and blood, and it was already a standard physical training.

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 if they don't, they can do whatever they want.

"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." Han Muye's voice came from upstairs.

Shao Tianyi bowed and left.

After a while, Han Muye paced down from the upstairs.

"Why, are you still worried?" Jia Wu, who was sitting at the counter, said with a smile: "This guy is full of suffocation and can't restrain himself. It's not difficult to protect a Zeng Daniel, right?"

Whether it is Jia Wu or Shen Fugui and others, their cultivation 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's expression was calm, he raised his hand, 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 cultivator with 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 that exuded the slightest sword energy in the shop.

...

Zeng Daniel ran very fast.

He felt that he had endless strength.

It turned out that this is what it feels like to cultivate the body.

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 he had been in the sword shop for a long time, the sword energy entered the body, and he 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."