At noon, Huang Laoliu came back smelling of alcohol and holding a gourd that could hold three kilograms of wine.
As soon as he entered the Jiange Gate, he scurried to the front of the long desk, his figure extremely strong.
On the long table, there are three spiritual stones.
Reaching out to touch and wipe the spirit stone, Huang Laoliu opened his mouth and said, "Young man Han, you can do it. After all the time it took to come to Jiange, I got the spirit stone."
As he spoke, he stuffed a spiritual stone into his arms and pushed the other two in front of Han Muye.
The unwritten rules of the sword pavilion have benefits, and the sword watchers divide the accounts into three or seven.
At present, there are only two people here, Han Muye and Huang Laoliu. Han Muye collected ten spiritual stones and gave three to Huang Laoliu.
"Keep it, you'll need it soon."
Hearing his words, Han Muye smiled and shook his head and said, "This is all yours, Brother Six, and I have already taken my share."
Received?
Aren't all the three pieces on the table?
"Ten spirit stones? Who is being taken advantage of?" Huang Laoliu stared at Han Muye with his eyes widened, and lowered his voice and said, "Don't be an elder, direct descendant, or inner sect elite. It's not easy to get the spirit stones from these people."
Huang Laoliu had told Han Muye about the rules of the Jiange before. It was okay to point out the benefits casually, but one must be discerning.
Not to mention the elders in the sect, the direct disciples of the Jianmen sect and the elite disciples in the inner sect all have a bright future. If you knock these people's spiritual stones, you may not know when they will become prosperous and they will hinder you.
Although most sword watchers don't live long, they can live longer if they don't live long, but they will be settled by the Queen of Autumn.
Hearing Huang Laoliu's words, Han Muye smiled and waved his hand, spreading the book in front of him: "One hundred from the outer gate, Jiang Han."
"A hundred for the outer door? You can scrape off ten spiritual stones from a guy like this..." Huang Laoliu collected all the spiritual stones on the table, muttered a few times, and then carried the wine gourd into his hut.
When he reached the door, he turned around and said: "I will come to guard the sword pavilion in the afternoon. You can go to the door and see something."
Having said this, he paused and said: "With seven spiritual stones, you can go to the Dan Hall to buy two solid pills."
"This elixir can make your muscles and bones strong, and you can survive for a few more days under the erosion of sword energy."
"Okay, thank you Sixth Brother." Han Muye smiled and handed over his hand.
Seeing Huang Laoliu shaking his head and walking away, Han Muye didn't know whether he really cared about him or whether he wanted to guard the sword pavilion in the afternoon and see if he could catch a fat sheep or two.
But being able to get out of the sword pavilion was exactly what Han Muye wanted.
He sneaked into Jiuxuan Sword Sect not really just to hang around in the sword pavilion and wait for death.
After eating at the nearest canteen at noon, Han Muye did not return to Jiange.
There are hundreds of thousands of people in the Jiuxuan Sword Sect. The Jiuxuan Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles and is divided into areas. There are thousands of canteens for disciples to eat.
Nearly 100,000 servants are here to take care of the daily life of the disciples.
Han Muye did not immediately go to the alchemy hall that Huang Laoliu had mentioned. Instead, he inquired along the way and came across the transfer hall where new disciples practiced.
The disciples of the outer sect do not have their own masters, and they all practice in the transfer halls everywhere. After three years, those with outstanding qualifications can enter the inner sect.
Of course, three years is the shortest term, and the longest term is to stay with the outer sect for ten or eight years, or even to be a disciple of the Tsing Yi outer sect for a lifetime.
When Han Muye arrived at the Chuan Gong Hall, there were already young disciples in groups of three or three practicing martial arts and polishing their muscles.
There are all kinds of stone locks, iron chains, and long and short weapons on the bluestone square that is a hundred feet in diameter.
Not all disciples of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect learn swordsmanship, and other weapons are not allowed.
Han Muye glanced at these disciples and shook his head slightly.
pulpy.
The moves are bad, and the learning is even worse.
He has no interest in this kind of thing.
"Here comes Coach Lin!"
After only half a turn, there was a noise from the square, and a big man in gray robe strode over.
This big man was wearing gray military uniform, with a bronze complexion, thick hands and feet, and a big sword on his back.
He walked straight to the stone steps of Qingshi Square and sat down. A group of new disciples hurriedly sat cross-legged in front of him, with their chests straight and their backs straight, without squinting their eyes.
Han Muye found a place to the side and sat down.
"Yesterday I taught you the basics of boxing and kicking. You should practice diligently and strengthen your muscles and bones. Today, Instructor Japan will teach you a sword technique."
When they heard that the swordsmanship was going to be taught, the eyes of everyone sitting cross-legged lit up.
Didn’t you come to Jiuxuan Sword Sect just to learn swordsmanship?
Han Muye also sat up slightly.
"Ahem, before I teach you swordsmanship, I first need to introduce you to the inheritance of my Jiuxuan Sword Sect."
With a slight cough, Coach Lin straightened his body with a solemn expression.
Han Muye knew that this was an inevitable process for all sects to teach their skills.
Ideological shaping, the sect's sense of honor, and the cultivation of collective consciousness are more important things than teaching swordsmanship.
Otherwise, no matter how good the techniques taught are, what will happen if all the teachers have white-eyed wolves?
Instructor Lin's voice was loud and impassioned as he introduced the glorious achievements of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, which almost made the disciples below scream.
Not to mention, from what Han Muye heard, the Jiuxuan Sword Sect was really awesome.
Among the top nine sects in the Western Frontier of the Tianxuan World, among the four top kendo sects in the Western Frontier, the Jiuxuan Sword Sect ranks third, not at the bottom.
There are countless sects in the western border area, and being able to become the top sect among them shows the strength.
Cultivation in the world is divided into three realms and nine realms of heaven, the human realm, the earth realm, and the heaven realm. Within each realm, there are three smaller realms of practice.
Among the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, there are several strong men who have stepped into the heavenly realm.
"Do you think swordsmanship practitioners are the same as ordinary martial arts practitioners?"
Instructor Lin's face was full of arrogance. He looked around and shouted: "I am a swordsman who is invincible at the same level -"
Invincible at the same level!
Such heroic words really made a group of new disciples excited. They wished they could learn sword moves now and become invincible at the same level.
"The masters of swordsmanship in our Jiuxuan Sword Sect are all able to defeat many with one person and are respected as sword immortals."
The stout instructor Lin spread his legs and stood on the stone steps, raising his head proudly.
"Of course, swordsmanship is also one of the most difficult practices in the world."
Slowly pulling out the long sword from behind, there seemed to be a strange aura flowing around Coach Lin's body.
"The swordsmanship of our Jiuxuan Sword Sect is divided into five elements. Each inheritance starts from the Xuanyuan Swordsmanship and goes straight to the Nine Mysteries of the Zhen Sect. There are ten levels in total."
"Today, I will teach you a move, Xuanyuan Sword Technique, to crack rocks!"
After the words fell, the sword was raised high and struck down heavily.
"boom--"
The stone railing in front of the Bluestone Square cracked and split into two!
The gravel was flying, and the new disciples sitting in front were so frightened that they rolled and crawled and fled in a hurry.
Coach Lin laughed loudly and raised his sword horizontally, turning the hilt upside down and facing forward.
"Do you understand?"
"Who will demonstrate it again?"
clear?
Demo?
The disciples all over the place shook their heads.
I was just watching the performance, so I couldn't understand how the sword was struck.
Coach Lin frowned and was about to speak when he suddenly heard someone making a sound.
"Coach Lin, I want to give it a try."
He turned around and saw Han Muye striding forward, raising his hand and gently grabbing the hilt of the sword he held out.
