MTL - Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion-Chapter 19 Send the sword to the 2nd floor of the sword pavilion, and realize the sword again

Scenes and scenes appeared in Han Muye's mind.

Beneath the green pines and green bamboos, a young Taoist man in green robes held a long sword.

This swordsmanship is smooth and concise.

From youth to middle age, to gray beard and hair.

Jianguang keeps flowing vertically and horizontally, from simple to cumbersome, and from cumbersome to simple.

Comprehend Xuanyuan swordsmanship, golden thread.

Comprehend a profound swordsmanship and finance.

Comprehend the two profound swordsmanship, and make gold.

Comprehend the Three Profound Swordsmanship, Broken Gold.

With the exception of the Second Profound Swordsmanship, the other types of gold-based swordsmanship are all new comprehensions.

It can be seen that the owner of this sword cultivates the swordsmanship of the gold line, and the swordsmanship is profound.

It's just that a strong person in the realm can only cultivate the Three Profound Swordsmanship?

Based on his cultivation, he should at least cultivate the Four Mysteries.

Han Muye went upstairs with his sword in hand, and suddenly stopped.

In the picture in his mind, the Taoist who originally had simple swordsmanship suddenly had sharp swordsmanship, and every move and style changed drastically.

Sword move, killing intent Ling Ran.

Comprehend the Four Spirit Swordsmanship of the Tailing Sword School, and kill them.

The swordsmanship of the Tailing Sword School!

Isn't this the hostile sect of the Nine Profound Sword Sect?

Deacon Zhou Yan of Zhanjian Hall, didn't he just die at the hands of the Tailingjian faction?

"Our Tailingjian sect's swordsmanship is more focused on the condensed spirit than your Jiuxuanjianmen's, so you can only have a chance to break through by cultivating my Tailingjian sect's swordsmanship."

"Don't worry, in this world, no one knows that you practiced the Tailing Sword School of swordsmanship."

"You my brother, will I hurt you?"

In the picture, there is a young man with a short beard wearing a green robe and opening his mouth with a smile.

The sword light in his hand shone, and it was the Four Spirit Swordsmanship that killed him.

"Qin Yuanhe, what you are looking for is in Jiange. As long as I break through, I will help you get it."

"From now on, we will be clear."

There was a hint of hesitation in the old voice, and finally turned and left.

The screen is now broken.

Qin Yuanhe?

The master of the Tailingjian faction who killed Deacon Zhou Yan?

What are they looking for?

Have the things in the sword pavilion been taken away?

Zhou Yan was killed, what is the mystery of the dispute between Jiu Xuan Sword Sect and Tailing Sword Sect?

After seeing the picture, Han Muye was more puzzled.

A sharp breath followed his palm straight into his body.

Sword qi, sure enough, would hurt his body. At this moment, he was aware of it.

He could feel the body's meridians as if being slashed by the blade of a knife, the slightest tingling pain, straight into his heart.

But in an instant, in the illusory space, a blue icy sword intent penetrated into the meridians, soothing the stinging pain.

Can sword energy hurt the body, but can it also nourish the body?

Knowing too little about sword qi, Han Muye didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

A cloud of golden sword energy fell into the illusory space.

On top of this sword energy, there are also strands of blue-black sword energy, intertwined with each other.

It seems that this sword energy has not yet reached the number of 128,000, and it has not condensed into sword intent. Compared with the other fourteen sword intents in the illusory space, it is a little weaker.

At this time, Han Muye had already set foot on the second floor of Jiange, standing in front of the rows of wooden frames.

Endless sharp and cold air rushed towards him.

The sword energy on the second floor of the sword pavilion, compared to the first floor of the sword pavilion, I don't know how many times sharper and colder!

There were two phantoms of green oxen appearing around him.

But without waiting for the phantom to condense, it was immediately smashed by the sword energy.

The sword energy rushed towards his body, as if to tear him to pieces!

Run away!

If you don't escape, you will be killed by these sword qi!

Han Muye had such a thought in his heart.

In his mind, a voice seemed to sound, urging him to turn around and run away.

But his footsteps did not move in the slightest.

The hand holding the long sword was slowly clenched, and Han Muye's eyes sparkled.

The fiery red sword intent in the illusory space in his chest and abdomen exploded directly.

The fiery aura rushed through the whole body, the meridians and limbs were instantly filled, and strands of flame-like aura drifted out from Han Muye's body.

On the second floor, the swords vibrated.

All the sword qi that rushed towards him dissipated.

"What a bunch of naughty little guys..."

The flames melted, and the meridians of his limbs were sore and torn apart. Han Muye shook his head and whispered.

Obviously, the swords on the second floor of the sword pavilion are not only sharp, but also violent, not as docile as the first floor.

In order to get the approval of these swords, you must show the strength to convince them.

Ancestor Tao Ran's sword intent is the proof of his strength.

Going forward, there is no more sword energy raging, it seems that they are all good.

Finding an empty spot, Han Muye put the long sword in his hand.

"No. 5869, Ming Feng."

Zhou Yan sword, Ming Feng.

Turning around, he walked back.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, and then slowly turned around.

Looking at the rows of wooden frames in front of him, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.

If not called by the ancestors of Jiange, people who watch swords in ten years are not allowed to go to the second floor of Jiange.

This time, it's a good opportunity to go to the second floor of Jiange Pavilion!

Raising his hand, he held down the hilt of a long sword.

"Curachi—"

The long sword was drawn.

Pictures flashed in Han Muye's mind.

One after another swordsmanship was comprehended.

He raised his hand and held the hilt of another long sword.

…

When Han Muye woke up, it was already noon.

Opening his eyes, he saw the walls of the quiet room, and Huang Laoliu's anxious face.

"Sixth brother..."

When he got up slowly, in addition to feeling soreness in his body, he also had a buzzing sound in his head, and the world was spinning.

"Lie down, lie down." Huang Lao Liu hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold Han Muye down.

"Hey, the sword qi on the second floor is too fierce..." His gaze fell on Han Muye's face, and Huang Laoliu couldn't bear to turn his head away.

"You have a good rest." Patting Han Muye's shoulder, Huang Lao Liu turned around and walked out.

On the wooden couch, Han Muye sat up slowly, recalled the situation in the morning, and couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

I still underestimate these swords.

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On the first floor of the sword pavilion, I didn't realize that, on the second floor of the sword pavilion, every long sword with a master is the life of a strong person.

Sword qi is only second, those long swords cherish the pictures of every sword cultivator's life.

Just now, when Han Muye realized the tenth long sword, his mind suddenly hurt, and then he lost consciousness.

Now that I think about it, I must have learned too much in a short period of time, and my mental strength is not enough.

"Ignorance is useless..."

With a sigh, he slowly got up and got out of bed.

In the future, you must make up for your knowledge of practice.

Otherwise, I don't know how he died.

Standing in front of the quiet room door, a smile appeared on Han Muye's pale face.

Dangerous, often accompanied by harvest.

At this time, ten more dazzling sword intents appeared in the illusory space of his chest and abdomen, slowly revolving around the fiery red sword intent in the middle.

In addition to sword intent, he has also learned the unique skills of swordsmanship practiced by ten powerful people.

Five Four Profound Sword Techniques.

Thirteen Three Profound Sword Techniques.

There are thirty kinds of two profound swordsmanships.

There are eighty-two kinds of one mysterious swordsmanship.

There are five kinds of Xuanyuan swordsmanship.

Those who are strong in the environment have almost forgotten about Xuanyuan swordsmanship.

Han Muye walked out of the quiet room, and Huang Laoliu, who was sitting in a daze in front of the long desk, raised his head.

"You, didn't I give you a good rest?"

Han Muye shook his head and said in a low voice, "I'll go to the Pill Hall."

She had promised Mu Wan before that she would help her learn the art of alchemy.

Huang Lao Liu opened his mouth and finally nodded, "Alright, let's go."

After speaking, he said again, "Are there enough spirit stones?"

Han Muye laughed and looked at him: "Sixth brother, are you still borrowing my spirit stone? Aren't you afraid that I will die?"