Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Swing the sword ten million, crack the stone and destroy the mountain.

Lin Shen sat on the carriage, the corners of his mouth twitched, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

Is it still repaired?

"Hehe, swing a sword ten million times, crack rocks and destroy mountains."

"Brother Han, I've already made such a big decision to stop holding the sword from now on, you, why do you..." Lin Shen looked at the long sword in front of him and closed his eyes gently.

His hand, gripping the reins tightly, his knuckles whitish and trembling slightly.

"Lin Chongxiao asked me to come."

"His remnant soul is in this sword."

Han Muye directly handed the hilt of the long sword to Lin Shen.

Lin Shen opened his eyes suddenly and looked at Han Muye in disbelief.

"You, you, seriously?"

Han Muye didn't say a word, just a sword qi poured into the body of the sword.

Above the long sword, a tremor sounded.

Whether it was Lin Shen or Lin Yuxia who was not far away, her whole body trembled, and a sense of the blood of her closest relatives occurred spontaneously.

"Big brother..."

Lin Yuxia burst into tears.

Lin Shen raised his hand tremblingly and slowly held the hilt of the sword.

An unspeakable aura enveloped him, his eyes widened, and the disorganized words of "giggle" came out of his mouth.

Han Muye held the scabbard in his hand, and the sword energy slowly poured into the long sword.

Lin Shen, who was holding the hilt of the sword, slowly changed his expression.

sad.

Blame yourself.

happy.

hesitate.

Lin Yuxia, who walked slowly to the front, did not dare to make a sound, and quietly looked at Lin Shen and the long sword in Lin Shen's palm.

After half an hour, Lin Shen was shocked, and then let go of the sword hilt reluctantly.

Han Muye stopped pouring sword energy.

Lin Shen, who was sitting sideways on the carriage, suddenly jumped off.

"Without Brother Han's action, the remnant soul of the eldest brother will be silent in the sword, and there will never be sunlight."

As he said that, he fell to the ground with a "bang" on his knees and touched the ground with his head.

Lin Yuxia, who was beside him, bit her lip, and also fell to her knees.

Han Muye sighed softly, stretched out his hand to support Lin Shen's arm, and then said, "Teacher Lin, if I hadn't talked a lot, you might not have given up the practice of wielding your sword, and maybe there is still a chance to meet Brother Ling. ."

He is willing to help Lin Shen, because this person has a loyal and pure heart, and he also blames himself for breaking Lin Shen's heart with his previous words.

Han Muye stretched out his hand to help, and Lin Shen and Lin Yuxia just got up.

Handing the long sword to Lin Shen, Han Muye said softly, "Teacher Lin, take this sword back."

In this sword, there is Lin Chongxiao's remnant soul.

It's just that Lin Shen didn't know.

Now that I know, I am absolutely reluctant to return to the sword pavilion.

Lin Shen glanced at Han Muye gratefully, then stretched out his hands, took the long sword carefully, and hugged it tightly.

After giving the sword, Han Muye smiled and said, "Teacher Lin, are you still leaving?"

Lin Shen grinned and said, "I won't go."

He looked up at the mountain gate of Jiu Xuan Jianmen, his face was much more relaxed, and there was a hint of longing.

Han Muye nodded and said with a smile, "That's good."

"I'll go back to the Jiange first, when will we drink together."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Lin Yuxia next to Lin Shen, nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "Fairy Lin, you may not be able to hold your nephew for a while."

After speaking, he laughed and turned to leave.

"This, Senior Brother Han, it's so special..." Looking at Han Muye's back, Lin Yuxia whispered.

"Special?" Lin Shen held the sword, his eyes shining brightly.

"More than special."

On him, the previous decadence was swept away, and there was a lot of indescribable pride.

Turning his hands and carrying the long sword to his back, he laughed and looked at Lin Yuxia: "Little sister, although Brother Han is a swordsman from the sword pavilion, the realm of kendo is absolutely unimaginable."

"Big brother all said that he is a kendo cultivation base Tongtian."

Hearing Lin Shen's words, Lin Yuxia couldn't help but look at the long sword that was carried behind Lin Shen's back. In this sword, there was the remnant of the elder brother Lin Chongxiao.

"Little sister, if you are interested, can I help you match Brother Han?" Lin Shen smiled and winked at Lin Yuxia.

Lin Yuxia's face blushed, thinking that Han Muye and Bai Suzhen had a very close relationship, the so-called friend husband should not be deceived, and hurriedly said, "Second brother, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Then she looked at Lin Shen seriously and said, "Second brother, since you don't go, what should you do in the future?"

Lin Shen wasted ten years, wielding thousands of swords, and wasting his own practice.

Even if it is rebuilt now, I don’t know if there is still a chance.

Cultivation is a matter of competing with the sky, losing a first-line opportunity, and it will be difficult to think about practicing well.

"Brother, give me two ways to go."

Lin Shen turned his eyes to the distant direction of Jiuxuan Mountain, and the light flashed in his eyes.

"The first way is to go to Sanshizhai to ask for the master. The master will definitely help me because of the big brother's face. I will re-cultivate the body, and it will take three years."

"The second way..."

Lin Shen lowered his head slightly, and then said, "Swing swords ten thousand times, cracking rocks and destroying mountains."

Lin Yuxia was startled and hurriedly said: "Then second brother, go to see Master Tuoba, Master Uncle is cold and warm, he will definitely..."

Before she finished speaking, she could already see the smile on Lin Shen's face.

"Little sister, you know how I will choose the second brother, right?"

Lin Yuxia stomped her feet and said, "Second brother, why are you still cultivating this vague method? After going around in circles, haven't you gone back?"

Lin Shen shook his head and smiled, "It's different."

"Now that I have the guidance of my eldest brother, and the guidance of Brother Han, I will naturally be able to cultivate."

Lin Yuxia was stunned for a moment, and saw Lin Shen pulling the reins and turning around to go to Jiuxuan Sword Gate.

"I've thought about it, quit the job of teaching the outer sect, and go to the sword pavilion to be a sword guard."

"I will be in Jiange from now on, and I will be close to Brother Han. If you are interested, sister, you can come to Jiange often."

Go to the sword pavilion and be a swordsman?

The sword pavilion of Jiu Xuan Jianmen, is there a sword guard?

A look of confusion flashed across Lin Yuxia's face.

"Intentionally?"

"I wouldn't mean it..."

"By the way, it turned out that he was the one who broke the second brother's heart? This guy is hiding deep, next time, hum..."

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After giving the sword to Lin Shen, Han Muye felt relieved when he returned to the sword pavilion.

It was a kind of inner comfort.

He could feel the joy of those sword intents in the sea of ​​​​qi, and those sword spirits that slowly passed through the dantian tendons, and they were also much docile.

It seems that these Sword Intent and Sword Qi are all extremely emotional little cuties.

It would be great if the absorbed sword energy could be so gentle when condensing the sword bones.

The taste of scraping bones and muscles is really uncomfortable.

When he returned to the entrance of Jiange, Han Muye was slightly taken aback.

Huang Laoliu, with his hands behind his back, stood in front of the stone steps, and beside him was a female cultivator in a light yellow shirt.

Six sisters?

Han Muye coughed lightly.

Both Huang Laoliu and the female cultivator turned around.

"I have seen Senior Brother." Han Muye saluted Huang Lao Liu very solemnly, and then cupped his hands to the female cultivator: "I have seen Liu—"

"Lu Qingping, Junior Brother Han, just call her Senior Sister Lu." Huang Laoliu hurriedly said.

Han Muye laughed at the bottom of his heart.

This guy has a thief's heart but no guts. When he is "Pingmei" and "Six Sisters" behind his back, he is really face to face, but he is so lively.

"I've seen Senior Sister Lu."

Han Muye said.

The female nun in the light yellow shirt smiled and raised her hand in return: "This is what Brother Zhenxiong said, brother Han with great skills?"

The female cultivator is not that kind of beautiful, but her eyes are soft.

Huang Laoliu stood aside and smiled, as if the wrinkles on his face were stretched a lot at this moment.

"Sixth brother, why didn't you invite Senior Sister Lu to sit in?" Han Muye looked at Huang Laoliu.

Huang Laoliu's expression turned pale, he shook his head and said, "The rules of the sword pavilion are that you are not allowed to enter without a sword."

"Not to mention Junior Sister Lu is not a member of my Nine Profound Sword Sect, let alone breaking the rules."

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