Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"it is good."

Han Muye agreed without hesitation.

Mo Yuanneng was willing to give him the precious longevity-enhancing elixir, so what if he pretended to be a disciple?

"Han Muye has met Master."

With a flick of the whip, Han Muye said loudly.

"Haha, good, good." Mo Yuan in the frame smiled.

"Come on, let's talk first. Although I only hang out in the outer door, I still know a lot about cultivation."

Mo Yuan's words made Han Muye's eyes light up.

Compared with Huang Laoliu, who was only in the sword pavilion most of the time, Mo Yuan, who had been in the outer gate of Jiu Xuan Sword for nearly two hundred years, was indeed a know-it-all.

Mo Yuan knew all the little tricks in the practice, the various rules in the practice world, and even some secrets passed down through the trails.

For three days, Han Muye was completely trying to make up for all kinds of common sense in his practice.

It was also through Mo Yuan's explanation that he knew what the concept of his ninth-grade spiritual root was.

The ninth-grade spiritual root is not really helpless, it just needs a lot of aura to wash the impact.

For ordinary practitioners, without a huge amount of spiritual stones, it is indeed like a waste.

But for Han Muye, learning to refine Yunqi Pill, he has no shortage of spiritual energy.

Speaking of cultivation, Mo Yuan even told him a surprise that surprised him.

It turned out that when ordinary practitioners opened up their dantian, it was only a fist-sized space at the beginning.

It is already a rare elite who can open up a dantian the size of a washbasin.

When Han Muye asked quietly what level Xu Fangyuan would be if the directly opened dantian, Mo Yuan only said two words.

evildoer.

These two words are not good words.

But in describing talent, that is the highest evaluation.

It turned out that his dantian belonged to the level of evil spirits.

This made Han Muye, who was driving the car, couldn't help but chuckle.

Not to mention the development of Dantian, the development of Qi Sea directly enabled Han Muye to start dual cultivation of spiritual bodies.

According to Mo Yuan, the best way to cultivate swords is to cultivate the spiritual way of controlling the sword with qi, and the physical cultivation method of controlling the sword with force.

"It's a pity that I realized it too late..." Mo Yuan sighed in the carriage.

He saw through everything, but he had no chance.

His cultivation has been difficult to improve, and all the knowledge of kendo can only be left at a theoretical level, but cannot be realized in person.

The conversation with Han Muye along the way, he can be said to have taught him everything.

If you can't achieve your own dreams, let others achieve them.

Looking at the distant sky, Mo Yuan's eyes showed a hint of longing.

He could not imagine the magnificent scene of Wan Jian Guizong accompanying him after being trained by Han Muye.

"The mountains and rivers are the same as before, and things are different from people..."

Mo Yuan spoke softly, then pointed to the end of the road ahead: "There, is my hometown, Qingmu Town."

Han Muye nodded and said, "Master, where is your home, are we going back directly?"

"Directly..." Mo Yuan's eyes flashed with excitement, and then he shook his head timidly and said, "Let's find an inn to live in first, and then go there after inquiring."

"I worry……"

Feeling timid near the hometown, Mo Yuan worried that he had not returned to the family for two hundred years, and the family did not know what the situation was.

Han Muye nodded and drove the carriage to a small building with the signboard of the inn.

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Jiuxuan Sword Gate, at the entrance of the Jiange Pavilion, Jiang Han, an outer disciple, carried a long sword Qinghe on his back, with a look of regret on his face, turned and left.

He came to thank the swordsman in the Jiange Pavilion.

It's a pity that the person who pointed him is not there.

After a few days of retreat, he worked hard to cultivate his swordsmanship. Before he knew it, he was able to run in with the long sword in his hand, and his combat power increased a lot.

When he left the border, he had a private discussion with an outer sect disciple who was ranked before him.

That battle surprised him.

The ninety-ranked senior brother in the outer sect failed to stick to ten moves under his sword.

According to the senior brother, his sword was in line with his swordsmanship, and the sword was swift and hard to guard against.

The senior brother also said that Jiang Han's combat power might be ranked in the 50th place in the outer sect.

He also sighed that Jiang Han was enlightened in one day, and he has a bright future in the future.

Jiang Han knew that all of this was under the guidance of the swordsman in the sword pavilion.

"Tomorrow, I'll come again." He whispered, Jiang Han went straight away.

In the Jiange, Huang Laoliu, who was sitting in front of the long desk, lowered his head and muttered, "Boy Han's popularity is really good. Only in the past few days, so many people have come to look for him."

"The inner sect elite Zhao Pu, the outer sect disciple Jiang Han, the handyman Lu Gao, and, um, this kid is full of peach blossoms, the white shopkeeper has come twice..."

As soon as he looked up, his face was stunned: "Junior Sister Mu? You, you are not with Boy Han..."

His heart tightened.

Didn't Han Muye go down the mountain with this Junior Sister Mu?

So, where did he go?

With a complicated expression on Mu Wan's face, she bowed to Huang Lao Liuyi, and then handed over a letter: "Brother Huang, please pass this letter to Senior Brother Han, if, if he can still see it..."

After speaking, Mu Wan turned around and left.

"Hey, you, you—" Huang Laoliu looked at the envelope, his expression changed, turned and ran into Han Muye's quiet room.

After a while, his eyes turned red, his shoulders trembled, and he walked out slowly.

He held two small jade bottles in his hand.

"Impossible, Han Xiaozi will definitely survive this..."

...

At this time, Han Muye, whom he was talking about, had accompanied Mo Yuan to a magnificent mansion outside Qingmu Town.

"It's okay, it's okay, I haven't returned for two hundred years, but my Mo family has become more and more prosperous." Looking at the high gate, Mo Yuan stroked his long beard and sighed in a low voice.

After staying in the inn for one night, I inquired a little about the current situation of the Mo family, and the result was a little surprising.

After the Mo family moved to Jiu Xuan Jian Sect from Mo Yuan, in the decades, because of his relationship with the outer door of Jiu Xuan Jian Sect, he has slowly risen.

In the past two hundred years, the Mo family claimed that their ancestor Mo Yuan was already a high-ranking and prestige in the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

In addition, the Mo family's head, Mo Yun's third-level cultivation base, is a rare powerhouse in Qingmu Town. The Mo family is already the number one family in a radius of 100 miles.

"Did you go to the Mo family to send gifts? Tomorrow the Mo family and the Sun family in Changgu County will marry, and most of the guests in the inn are here to congratulate." The second shopkeeper reminded Mo Yuan.

Han Muye quietly went to find an invitation, and the next day, the two of them went to the Mo family together.

The emcee who greeted the guests at the door invited the two of them into the mansion, Mo Yuan looked at the surrounding scenery with endless emotion in his heart.

Han Muye took half a step behind him and walked slowly forward.

In front of the hall with bright lights, many guests were already seated, and several Mo family members with good stature and bearing greeted them.

"My family's master has traveled here. He heard that the Mo family and the Sun family were married. He remembered the friendship with the Mo family's ancestors, and specially sent a congratulatory gift."

Han Muye stepped forward and handed over a small wooden box.

The Mo family who were greeted were stunned when they heard Han Muye's words, then looked at Mo Yuan and said in surprise, "Senior know my ancestor?"

Mo Yuan nodded, and Han Muye replied, "A hundred years ago, my master and the ancestor of the Mo family traveled together in the rivers and lakes. They are old friends."

Ancestors and friends!

The Mo family members hurriedly bowed solemnly, then turned around and handed the congratulations to the people behind them, and whispered a few words.

After a while, Mo Yunteng, the head of the Mo family, strode forward.

Old ancestors and old friends, the congratulatory gift is a high-grade spirit stone, how dare he not come?

A piece of high-grade spirit stone can buy two Mo family!

"Junior Mo Yunteng pays respects to senior, I don't know senior's name?" Mo Yunteng bowed, then looked at Mo Yuan and asked in a low voice.

The surrounding guests had long focused their attention on Mo Yuan, and they were shocked to see the Mo family's patriarch treat him so politely.

"Who is this? Even the head of the Mo family will come to greet him in person?" Someone whispered, with curiosity in their eyes.

"It's more than just welcoming them in person, but haven't you seen the Mo family's Patriarch bowing down and offering salute?" The speaker's eyes flickered as they looked at Han Muye and Mo Yuan.

"They all carried swords on their backs, at least Jianxiu."

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