MTL - Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion-Chapter 16 3000 Sword Intent, Iron Bull Condensed Shape

knowledge is power.

Han Muye now has a deeper understanding of this sentence.

If it wasn't for the fact that he had gained so much knowledge about swordsmanship through his super-powerful understanding, how could he have eight merit certificates in his arms?

When I came here, I only had a hundred spiritual stones. When I went back, I was already worth nearly a thousand spiritual stones.

Along the way, Han Muye was in a good mood.

After all, money is a man's waist, so he doesn't panic when he has money in his pocket.

And this is just the beginning.

In the future, maybe I can make more big money.

As he strode forward, he was running the iron bull in his body.

Immediately, there was a feeling of dust growing under my feet and my body as light as a swallow.

Is this what it looks like after training?

It's really cool!

One step away, the time to return to the Jiange is three times faster than when I came.

The twilight clouds shrouded, and golden aura was scattered outside the sword pavilion.

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the Jiange, a tall sword cultivator in a black robe walked out of the Jiange.

This man was tall and straight, with a long sword on his back, and his face was gloomy. He glanced at Han Muye, who was approaching, and left without speaking.

At this sight, Han Muye only felt a shock all over his body, the sword energy in the illusory space in his chest was all surging, and he wanted to rush out of his body.

It seems that these sword qi were provoked and wanted to be suppressed.

This one is a great expert?

Walking into the Jiange, Huang Laoliu was putting away the book on the long case.

"Sixth brother, who was that just now?"

Hearing Han Muye's words, Huang Laoliu didn't lift his head: "Ling Che, the deacon of Jianzhan Hall, a powerhouse in the enlightenment period."

The Sword Battle Hall is the entrance of the Nine Profound Sword Gate where the master is in charge of defending against the outside world, and there are many masters among them.

"How about it, do you feel uncomfortable even just looking at it?" Huang Laoliu grinned.

It was the first time that Han Muye saw a powerhouse in the situation.

It turns out that the strong in the cultivation world are really so powerful.

The third phase of the environment, Tongyuan, enlightenment, and elixir.

Is the master of the enlightenment stage of the realm actually so strong?

Then, what about the Pills on it, and even the Heaven Realm?

With the twinkling of light in his eyes, the human realm, the realm of the earth, the realm of the sky, with the blessing of the golden finger, he is looking forward to his future more and more.

A sword to smash the sky and the earth, that is your goal!

"A master of the sword battle hall fell a few days ago, and his saber will be returned tomorrow."

Putting away the book, Huang Laoliu looked at Han Muye and said with a sullen face, "Tomorrow morning, we will welcome the sword into the pavilion."

Leading the sword, facing the sword, wiping the sword, drying the sword.

Among these businesses, the last thing that sword watchers want is to meet swords.

It is better for new swords to enter the pavilion, and most of them are relatively weak.

Yingjian, the long swords of those sword masters who have been brought back, may contain various resentments and evil spirits. For sword watchers, every time they meet the sword, it is a torment.

Once upon a time, there was a sword watcher who greeted a long sword with a spirit weapon level, but he was overwhelmed by the resentment in the sword, and he vomited blood and died within half a year.

"What kind of body exercises did you find in the Yanfa Building?"

Seemingly not wanting to put pressure on Han Muye, Huang Laoliu changed the subject.

"I found a copy of Iron Bull's Strength." Han Muye said with a smile.

"Tie Niu Jin." Huang Lao Liu murmured, as if he had never heard of this technique.

"By the way, sixth brother, your spirit stone—" Han Muye stretched his hand into his arms, ready to take out a certificate of merit.

"It's fine, but a hundred spirit stones, I'm not that bad." Before Han Muye took out his voucher, Huang Laoliu waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Sleep well tonight and face the sword tomorrow, but be careful."

Han Muye held the certificate of merit in his hand, chuckled lightly, and did not speak again.

It's just a hundred spirit stones.

Human feelings are more valuable than spirit stones.

Back in his quiet room, he sat cross-legged and gently opened a book.

In this booklet, there are only four big characters - Wanjian Guizong.

Slowly closing his eyes, the image of Mo Yuan's hand behind and pointing to the front again came to his mind.

Han Muye only felt that all the sword energy in the illusory space in his chest began to riot, as if it was about to spurt out with his invitation.

It's just that I really want to attract these sword energy, it seems that there is something missing in the middle.

Opening his eyes, Han Muye looked at the wall in front of him.

He was shocked, thinking of what Mo Yuan said.

"Cultivating a strand of sword energy, tempering thousands, dividing 128,000 threads, and condensing it into sword energy."

"Sword Intent beats and rubs a hundred twists and turns into a hundred steelmaking, wraps around the fingers softly, gathers three thousand Sword Intent, and turns into the general trend of heaven and earth."

Only 128,000 sword energy can be condensed into one sword energy.

Three thousand sword intents turned into the general trend of heaven and earth.

With the overwhelming force of heaven and earth, one sword is ten thousand swords, and this is the meaning of ten thousand swords returning to their ancestors.

128,000 sword qi, condensed a sword will.

Sword energy, isn't it enough?

"Boom—"

In an instant, in that illusory space, the cloud of fiery red sword energy absorbed from the Purple Flame Sword suddenly exploded, turning into countless strands of sword energy!

Scattered into sword energy, condensed into sword intent!

It turns out that the most massive and pure sword qi in this group is the sword will with the will of kendo cultivation and condensing energy and spirit as the line!

Not only this sword energy exploded, but in the illusory space, those thick sword energy suddenly turned into countless strands.

In an instant, the illusory space was completely filled with sword energy.

In this illusory space, more than a million sword qi resides!

With a gleam of light in his eyes, Han Muye raised his hand and looked at his palm.

A sudden force is waiting.

As long as he stretches his fingers forward, the mountains and rivers can be broken, and the world can be fought!

This is Wanjian Guizong!

This is a sword that no one in the world can stop!

Outside the quiet room, all the swords seemed to be sensing and vibrating slightly.

These swords seem to be waiting for the soldiers to be summoned.

As long as Han Muye in the quiet room points his arm forward, all swords will move forward without a hitch.

Pressing down the rolling sword energy between his chest and abdomen, Han Muye slowly retracted his palm.

This quiet room is not the place to test Wanjian's return to the ancestors.

Withdrawing his palm, the sword Qi in his illusory space circled, then reassembled and slowly rotated.

The sword intent from the Purple Flame Sword seemed to be more refined between the gathering and dispersal just now.

The other swords that originally covered the space collided, merged, and finally turned into thirteen strong swords.

Countless sword energies converged into these thirteen sword energies.

At this time, Han Muye had a total of fourteen sword intents under his control, which could prompt Wanjian to return to the sect fourteen times.

"I don't know what it would be like if three thousand sword intents condensed into a sword force?"

Sword power, the power of the heaven and earth, with one sword, heaven and earth are overturned.

How many people in the world can master such a sword?

A sword force requires three thousand sword intents.

Han Muye had a smile on his face, and his eyes were all bright.

The long sword in the sword pavilion contains endless sword energy, how much do you need?

The three thousand sword intents will finally be condensed!

At that time, with a sword in his hand, who in the world could stop it?

Curling the sword qi, Han Muye slowly ran the newly cultivated body-refinement technique with iron ox strength.

This is a body training method that can make one's muscles and bones strong and resist the erosion of sword energy.

Although I don't believe that the sword qi that is close to me will hurt me, I am well prepared to practice the body training method.

Even if you use it to hurry, hurry up, right?

In the Yanfa Building, the scene of Zhao Pu practicing Iron Niu Jin continued to circulate, and Han Muye's body began to gather with a condensed qi and blood.

Behind him, an illusory blue ox with the color of gold and iron slowly appeared.

The iron bull condenses into shape, and the exercises are complete!