Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

quick.

The sword that was about to reach its limit, before the scattered blades spanned the space of 30 feet, twisted into Zhang Yunji's body, and split the black gold beast with its big mouth in half.

Because it was too fast, the eyes of the black gold beast that had been split in half were still flickering with a ferocious and successful light.

"boom--"

Jianguang split Wujin Beast's long body, and then went down ten feet, completely splitting the quagmire.

In the quagmire, a black golden light flashed, and then it was covered by the gushing mud.

"Snapped--"

The two bodies of the Wujin beast fell, and the two black fists and big black gold bricks rolled to the ground, and the cracks on the black gold bricks were clear.

The black gold stone, which was extremely hard and needed to be smelted with a secret method, was cut in half by a sword.

The benefit of this sword is so terrifying.

The panic on the faces of the five Xuanling Sword Sect disciples did not disappear, and they rushed forward in horror. Zhang Yunji, who was a little scared when they met, was unharmed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

They are all attached to Zhang Yunji. If Zhang Yunji has an accident, it will be a hundred times more difficult for them to survive here.

The escaped immortal cultivators hurried forward and worked together to surround the three-foot-long black gold beast.

Zhang Yunji smashed the ten-zhang puppet, and Han Muye slashed and killed the zhang-long Wujin beast. The remaining Wujin beast had no intention of fighting, and urged the three-zhang puppet to barely protect its body and fled everywhere, but was surrounded.

Zhang Yunji's eyes fell on the Wujin beast that was cut in half, and his pupils shrank slightly.

As a sword cultivator, he can see how fast this sword is and how beneficial it is!

Such a sword slashing on himself is no different from slashing on Wujin Beast.

Master Han's swordsmanship is stronger than he thought!

On the black gold stone that was cut in half, the halo that flickered at the fracture was the same.

Can Tai Shibo Wang Jin, who guards Qingyun Town, use such a sword?

"Thank you, uncle." Flying down, Zhang Yunji bowed to Han Muye.

This is a life-saving grace, no matter how respectful it is.

Han Muye waved his hand, and the long sword in his hand flew out instantly, smashing the three-zhang puppet.

Then, the long sword is returned to its sheath.

The three-zhang puppet collapsed, and the black gold beast couldn't resist any longer, and was surrounded and killed by Du Sanzhen and others.

Ignoring the grateful words of those cultivators, Han Muye looked at the quagmire.

On him, a sudden sword intent surged up.

The power of wind and thunder.

This is the basic swordsmanship power of Xuanling Sword Sect. Among the dozen or so people present, at least most of them have cultivated this swordsmanship power.

However, their kendo power combined was not as good as a fraction of Han Muye's power at this time.

Is this the power of the great monk?

"I am afraid that the swordsmanship of this Sword Sect senior has already entered the transformation realm." Du San shook his body, and a fifty-year-old old man said in a low voice with a solemn expression.

"Hehe, Master Han's swordsmanship is of course strong." Du Sanzhen said, and the expressions of the people around him changed.

Obviously, this guy recognizes the sword sect powerhouse in front of him!

"Lao Du, you guy, it's not real."

"Brother Du, I'll invite you to drink at Chang Widow's Courtyard tonight."

The surrounding whispers made Du Sanzhen smile.

In front, the five Sword Sect disciples waved their hands, and everyone stepped forward, skillfully skinning and dismantling the Wujin Beast, and sorting all kinds of minions and muscles.

These immortal cultivators who hang out with foreign sects have done this kind of thing many times.

After the battlefield was cleaned up, they didn't stay, quietly retreated, leaving only the five Xuanling Sword Sect outer disciples there, picking up the three black gold bricks and sending them to Han Muye and Zhang Yunji.

"Senior Brother Yunji, this—" A middle-aged sword cultivator with a black long sword on his back had a look of astonishment on his face, holding the black gold stone cut open by Han Muye's sword in both hands.

This fist-sized black gold stone is extremely heavy.

When the few of them gathered the Wujin beast, they were already shocked by the two-stage sword, and when they saw the sword marks on the Wujin stone, their hearts were shaken, and they couldn't help themselves.

Zhang Yunji stretched out his hand to pick up the two black gold stones and put them together, his eyes shining brightly.

"Uncle Shi, give this Wujinshi to Yunji, and I will pay ten times the price."

Invite Han Muye to come, and Han Muye will have a share of this black stone.

It was Han Muye who killed the Wujin beast again. The two Wujin stones should all belong to Han Muye.

It's just that Zhang Yunji felt the sword intent from the slashed sword marks.

The sword intent left on the Wujin Stone is a hundred times more valuable than the Wujin Brick itself!

If you often observe this sword, it is also a chance that you cannot cultivate the sword intent of this sword, and that you can comprehend the fur.

Not only Zhang Yunji, but the five outer disciples of the Xuanling Sword Sect also quietly looked at Han Muye.

They were not qualified to keep the Wujinshi, but they also hoped that Han Muye would agree.

Han Muye chuckled lightly, waved his hand and said, "It's just a piece of black gold stone, what is ten times the price? I'll give it to you."

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Zhang Yunji to speak, he had already stepped forward and stepped on the edge of the quagmire.

"I'm more interested in the black gold mine deep in the quagmire."

Black Gold Mine!

Han Muye's words shocked everyone.

Zhang Yunji also ignored the black gold stone in his hand, swept away the blue fairy energy, put it away, stepped forward, and landed three feet above the quagmire.

"Uncle Shi, you said that there is a black gold mine here?"

If the Wujin Mine can be discovered, it will be a fortune.

The two fist-sized black gold bricks in their hands can be sold at the price, and they can sell 100,000 Immortal Spirit Stones, or exchange them for more than 1,000 meritorious deeds.

If it is a ore vein, no matter how small it is, it will not be less than one million fairy spirit stones.

Millions of immortal spirit stones can buy a mid-grade magic weapon, or a spirit material of the same value, an immortal medicine.

An immortal cultivator at the third or fifth level of Nascent Soul in the Heaven Realm has so much wealth in his hands.

Jian Xiu, even poorer.

Whether it is the mortal world or the immortal world, cultivation is a resource-consuming thing.

No one keeps treasures and riches in storage bags.

Only by transforming into one's own cultivation and combat power is the right path.

The five sword cultivators also rushed forward, their eyes fixed on the quagmire.

If there is a black gold mine, the benefits they get will definitely not be less.

Han Muye didn't open his mouth, just stretched out his hand.

"Om-"

The quagmire ahead shook, and a trace of water vapor permeated and condensed.

"Condensing Qi is a sword, water pulse swordsmanship!" Zhang Yunji quickly stepped back, looked at the blue sword light condensed by the long sword, and whispered.

The water in the quagmire was extracted and vaporized into a long sword, and then only dry sand was left in the quagmire.

The sword condensed by the water vapor slashed down, the dust flew up, and the gravel dissipated, revealing a large pit that was ten feet deep and a radius of thirty feet.

"This sword can still be used like this?"

"This is swordsmanship, or magic..."

The few people standing beside the deep pit showed strange expressions.

Swordsmanship is swordsmanship, and swordsmanship should be attacking and killing.

I saw a different usage today.

"The swordsmanship exercises in the world are all about the same goal."

"The sword is dead, man is alive."

Han Muye's eyes fell on the wall of the deep pit, and he said lightly, "Isn't this kind of imperial swordsmanship better than getting a full body of dust?"

Just so that you don't get dirty?

Cultivation in the world leads to the same destination by different paths. This is the reason behind the words of the Great Dao?

Zhang Yunji only felt a terrible headache.

That kind of grand avenue in front of you, but being stepped on by others and stepping into the mud is really uncomfortable.

For myself, it takes a lifetime to seek the avenue, others are just to not get dirty...

"It seems that the reserves of the Wujin Mine are not small?" Han Muye's words awakened Zhang Yunji with surprise on his face.

At the bottom of the ten feet, there is a hint of blue-gray halo, what is not the black gold mine?

Who would have thought that there was an undiscovered black gold mine in this wasteland not far from Qingyun Town.

This mine is bigger and richer than expected.

After Zhang Yunji went down to the bottom of the pit and went around for a while, he came up with a happy face and told Han Muye that he had made a fortune.

They did not start mining directly, but reported to Wang Jintai.

Wang Jintai is a guarding disciple here, and this kind of thing must go through him.

This is the advantage of guarding the disciples, and everything can be a benefit.

Wang Jintai came to investigate in person, and then told Han Muye with a smile that as long as this mine was opened, at least two spirit swords would be fine.

Lingbao, this is an invaluable treasure, and only the strong human beings and immortals are qualified to be envoys.

These treasures can no longer be exchanged for fairy spirit stones, they need to be bartered.

Wujinshi is a treasure that is qualified to exchange transactions.

Specifically how to mine this mine, Han Muye did not participate.

Wang Jintai patted his chest and said that he would not lose Han Muye's share. Zhang Yunji also met Han Muye in private and said that he would personally watch the mining of the mine.

For Han Muye, let alone a black gold mine, even a treasure ten times more valuable would not pay much attention to it.

Cultivation is his business.

Encountering such a good thing, but still as usual, Han Muye's performance is even more admired by Zhang Yunji and others.

"Uncle Master, what you said that day, the world's cultivation has the same destination, Yun Ji is very touched." After reporting the mining situation of the ore vein today, Zhang Yunji quietly held out a jade slip.

These days, he flattered Han Muye everywhere, just for the practice on this jade slip.

"This is the sect practice method that I exchanged for 8,000 meritorious deeds." Zhang Yunji's eyes were shining brightly, and he whispered: "Originally, I was going to try to figure out the practice method in Qingyun Town, and I will have the opportunity to become an elite disciple in the future. "

Only the elites of the Xuanling Sword Sect disciples are qualified to stand alone.

If you are not in control of one party, how can you gather enough resources?

To be a servant, there is no way out for a lifetime.

Cultivation should always have some dreams.

Han Muye nodded, and said lightly, "Yes, if you have this idea, it's worth your practice."

Hearing this, Zhang Yunji's face flashed with excitement, and then he turned slightly red, and said in a low voice: "Uncle, unfortunately I am too stupid, this exercise can't always be cultivated..."

Han Muye frowned and looked at him, "You didn't ask Senior Brother Wang for advice?"

Wang Jintai is a guardian disciple here, and his cultivation base is also in the heaven, so he is still familiar with the sect practice.

"Uncle Shi, this exercise is worth 8,000 merits, and I am reluctant to give it to my uncle to watch." Zhang Yunji showed a hint of helplessness on his face and lowered his voice.

Zongmen jade slips are prohibited, and no more than two people can view them.

After the two divine souls read it, the jade slip self-destructed.

Of course, it is not forbidden to transfer to teach others after you have successfully cultivated the magic sword.

If you have the spare time to teach your disciples, the sect is welcome.

Anyway, your disciple is also a sect disciple, right?

After all, Xuanling Sword Sect is more like a sword repair alliance.

Not only the Xuanling Sword Sect, but other sects in the immortal world are like this.

Among the sects, only the core direct lineage is the real alternation of inheritance, and there is a friendship between master and apprentice.

The ties between other sects are weak.

Although Zhang Yunji and the others followed Wang Jintai to guard Qingyun Town, they really involved great interests, so they would still consider it.

Just like this jade slip, Zhang Yunji was reluctant to take it out and share it with Wang Jintai.

"Then why did you take this jade slip today?" Han Muye's eyes fell on the jade slip held in Zhang Yunji's hands, and his voice turned indifferent.

The relationship between Zhang Yunji and Wang Jintai is much stronger than that of his uncle, who has just come here.

"Uncle, you are different." Zhang Yunji shook his head with a sincere look on his face.

"You are my savior."

Han Muye looked at him with the same expression on his face.

Savior?

Whether it is in the fairy world or the cultivation world, I never believe in this stuff.

"Actually, this exercise is biased towards the water veins. Grand Master Wang Jin is the earth vein practice method. On that day, I saw my uncle use the sword of the water veins..." Zhang Yunji murmured.

That's all?

Han Muye looked at Zhang Yunji with both eyes.

"You are destined to soar into the sky, and you won't live here for a long time." Zhang Yunji said softly.

That's the real reason.

Because there would not be too many interests, Zhang Yunji dared to ask for advice.

Han Muye shook his head, raised his hand, and the jade slip fell into his hands.

He is also in short supply for the cultivation techniques of the Xuanling Sword Sect.

Until now, he did not have a suitable cultivation method for immortal energy, so he absorbed immortal energy very slowly.

It's not that he really doesn't have a cultivation method, he just doesn't belong to the Xuanling Sword Sect. Now, if he wants to play the role of a disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect, he can't practice other practices.

Starting with the jade slip, spiritual thoughts penetrated, and the blue fairy energy was infused.

In Han Muye's mind, golden handwriting flowed.

Around him, a stream of blue springs emerged, and the pleasant sound of the spring water rang.

Zhang Yunji widened his eyes.

Is this done?

No, it must be his uncle who has practiced this practice.

It is impossible for anyone in the world to be able to cultivate a new cultivation method of immortality so quickly.

How could anyone in the world have such understanding?

"It turned out to be Xuanling Yushui Jue." Han Muye's voice came.

This is the practice method of Xuanling Sword Sect. It uses immortal gas to transform water, merge into meridians, and cleanse the body as a practice method.

This method is not bad in Xuanling Sword Sect.

The key is that this method is gentle, and when practiced, it can condense the body, spirit, and soul.

There is an inheritance of this exercise in the Temple of the Heavens. Han Muye knows the name of this exercise from Guan Dongyun's memory, but he has never seen it before.

See you today.

One breath to observe, three breaths to comprehend, and ten breaths to accomplish.

The water around the body is transformed by immortal energy, and when it enters the body, it is the cultivation base of immortal energy.

After today, Han Muye can be considered to have truly cultivated the secrets of the Xuanling Sword Sect. He can participate in the trial and become a disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect.

The identity he made up before can be used, but he can't. With the exercises and swordsmanship he has now mastered, plus the tokens of Wang Jintai and the others, he can also participate in the Xuanling Sword Sect trial.

At this point, he can really stand in the fairyland.

Thinking of Jia Wu and Shui Ling who were still wanted and offered a reward for 30 meritorious deeds, Han Muye smiled.

"Uncle Master, is there a secret to the cultivation of this water-preserving art?" Zhang Yunji looked at Han Muye with a look of longing on his face.

Han Muye nodded lightly: "Water is even soft, and a hundred good things are the best. You can't cultivate even a hundred years in this wasteland."

"Have you ever seen a monstrous river, a vast expanse of blue water, and a vast sky and sea?"

Every time Han Muye asked a question, Zhang Yunji's expression became a little dazed.

After Han Muye finished his question, Zhang Yunji opened his mouth and shook his head: "Uncle, there are only mud and stinky pools in this wasteland, how can there be big rivers and seas."

"I understand, I am also a fool to practice the method of controlling water in the smelly water Tan."

He stood up, bowed to Han Muye, and walked out.

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face as he looked at the jade slip in his hand.

"Can't you practice Yushui Jue in Smelly Water Tan?"

"who said it?"