His fingers touched the hilt of the sword, and a stream of messages penetrated directly into Han Muye's mind.
A fine iron heavy sword, the sword is four feet long and weighs eighty kilograms.
This kind of heavy sword is not hammered, but cast with a grinding tool and then polished.
This sword is relatively crudely made, but it is better because it uses good materials. It is high-quality refined iron and is worth a lot of money.
Squinting his eyes slightly, a picture of a shirtless man waving a sword flashed in front of Han Muye.
"When I practice swordsmanship, I believe that diligence can compensate for weakness."
"The Nine Xuan Sword Sect is inherited from the five meridians of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. Among them, the swordsmanship of the earth meridians is heavy and steady."
"Draw a sword with ten thousand swords, split rocks and destroy mountains."
This big man is Coach Lin.
"boom--"
The long sword smashed a piece of bluestone, and Coach Lin grinned.
"Draw the sword thousands of times. It's almost time. When I destroy the mountain with one sword, I will be invincible at the same level."
Xuanyuan swordsmanship, splitting rocks.
A mysterious sword skill can destroy mountains.
Yi Xuan swordsmanship is already the highest level of swordsmanship practiced by the disciples of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
After comprehending the two sword skills, Han Muye's strong aura filled his body, causing him to tremble slightly.
This time, he clearly felt the existence of the power flowing through the meridians of his body.
Is this the spiritual energy of cultivation?
But I haven't practiced any skills at all.
Han Muye tightened his grip on the sword hilt.
"Ahem, um, this sword is heavy." Coach Lin looked at Han Muye's body and said somewhat uneasily.
The next moment, Han Muye had already raised the sword with one hand.
With the strange power flowing in his body, Han Muye found that he didn't need any strength to hold the sword.
The long sword was raised high, his back was slightly arched, and the force extended forward from his feet to the sword's edge.
This is the secret of the sword technique of splitting stones.
Only by exerting all your strength can you be able to destroy mountains and crack rocks.
"Well, don't break my sword..." Coach Lin rubbed his hands and reminded in a low voice.
"call--"
Before he could finish his words, Han Muye had already struck down with his sword.
The sword struck the air, causing the wind to scream, causing the new disciples sitting in front to turn pale and subconsciously step back.
By the time they came to their senses, Han Muye had already handed the sword back.
"Coach Lin, how about my sword?"
Han Muye cupped his hands and said.
"This sword..." Coach Lin hesitated, nodded and said, "Very good, very good."
He looked at Han Muye and lowered his voice: "What's your name?"
"My name is Han Muye, and I am the sword watcher of the sword pavilion." Han Muye smiled, cupped his hands, turned around and left.
This is the extent of Coach Lin's ability, and there is no use in staying here any longer.
"Sword watcher?"
Coach Lin was stunned for a moment, until Han Muye had already walked away, then he said with a confused look on his face: "You can practice 50% of the essence of Xuanyuan Swordsmanship just by watching it once. How can such a genius be a swordsman..."
…
After leaving the Chuan Gong Hall, Han Muye went to the Alchemy Hall.
It seems that you can't learn any real skills from the outer sect. If you want to learn, you probably have to go to the inner sect.
When you go back, ask Huang Laoliu about the situation in the inner sect.
The Alchemy Hall was not close, and Han Muye walked for half an hour before he smelled a smell of fire mixed with the scent of medicine.
Turning around the foot of the mountain, there is a series of low bamboo buildings, which is the Dan Hall.
Dantang is not built with bricks and stones because this place is prone to fire.
Built of masonry, it would be too troublesome to rebuild.
The bamboo building is burned down and rebuilt, so I don’t feel bad.
There are already many disciples at the entrance of the Alchemy Hall, some coming to buy elixirs, and some disciples of the Alchemy Hall selling elixirs.
Han Muye stepped forward to explain his purpose, and a disciple of the Alchemy Hall wearing a green and gray robe led him into the bamboo building.
"Which senior brother has solid pills for sale? This senior brother wants two solid pills."
The leading alchemy hall disciple shouted at the top of his lungs, causing the alchemy disciples who were milling around the stove in front of them to raise their heads slightly.
"Solid elixir? That thing is rarely used. I have never refined it."
"I don't have the solid pill, do you want the Qi Condensation Pill?"
"Only Tumai disciples want solid elixirs. Not many people usually buy this elixir."
Among the five-line sword cultivators of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, four of them follow a light and fast path, emphasizing speed and sharpness, while only the earth-line pursues thickness and stability.
Solid elixirs are generally only available to their lineage.
In this room full of Alchemy Hall disciples, no one has a solid elixir in hand.
"You want two solid elixirs? How about six spiritual stones, and I can help you refine them?" A female cultivator in green clothes in her twenties raised her head and looked at Han Muye.
This female cultivator has delicate features and pure eyes. Sitting cross-legged, she looks like a green lotus.
"Junior sister, you don't often refine solid elixirs. If you destroy a few more batches of elixirs, you will lose more than you gain." Someone beside the female cultivator whispered.
"Junior sister Mu Wan, why are you like this? Cultivation is all about chance. If he can't buy a solid elixir, it means the opportunity has not arrived." A Taoist priest in his thirties not far away frowned and spoke in a deep voice.
Others also spoke out one after another.
"Giggle, then he met me refining alchemy today, isn't it an opportunity?" The female cultivator stood up, raised her hand, and put away the foot-high bronze alchemy furnace in front of her.
"Let's go get the elixir."
Holding the alchemy furnace in one hand, the female cultivator waved to Han Muye, and then walked to the corridor on the side of the bamboo building.
"My name is Mu Wan, what's your name? Are you a Tumai disciple?" the female cultivator said as she walked away.
"I am Han Muye, the sword watcher of the Sword Pavilion." Han Muye said.
"Sword watcher?" Mu Wan paused, turned her head, and looked Han Muye up and down with a strange expression.
"They say you sword watchers are an anomaly in the sect. There's nothing weird about that."
After muttering a few words softly, Mu Wan continued to walk forward.
Ahead was the place to receive elixirs. Mu Wan quickly received nine elixirs for refining solid elixirs in three furnaces, costing a total of three spirit stones.
"Look, I really don't earn your spiritual stones."
After asking Han Muye to help carry the elixir, Mu Wan spoke up again.
"I understand." Han Muye nodded and said softly: "I will buy solid pills from you from now on."
After hearing his words, Mu Wan laughed and led him to a secluded location.
"Are you waiting here for me to refine the elixir, or are you going to look elsewhere?"
Mu Wan sat cross-legged, the alchemy cauldron floated in front of her, and a flame rose above her left palm.
Is this alchemy?
Han Muye stepped back curiously and watched Mu Wan make an elixir.
The flame burned the alchemy furnace, causing heat to rise in the alchemy furnace. At this time, Mu Wan began to put the first elixir into the alchemy furnace.
This is an elixir that is thickly embedded in the roots of trees. As soon as it is put into the alchemy furnace, a bitter taste fills the air.
Mu Wan moved the alchemy furnace to rotate with one hand, and continuously poured various elixirs into it with the other hand.
Some of these elixirs are like tree roots, some are grass blades, and some are just dirt like bluestone.
Nine kinds of elixirs were put into the alchemy cauldron in different orders, and then the flames kept changing their size and position.
Mu Wan began to rotate the alchemy furnace carefully. In Han Muye's opinion, this was to allow the elixir in it to integrate its medicinal power.
"Bang——"
Suddenly, the alchemy cauldron shook and there was a muffled sound.
Mu Wan's face froze, then she stopped rotating the alchemy cauldron with a frustrated look, lifted the furnace lid, and smelled a burnt smell.
"Sure enough, the hand was raw and a batch of elixir was wasted."
"If this happens again, I will lose money."
After pouring out the elixir residue, Mu Wan began to refine the elixir again.
Han Muye closed his eyes slightly, and the images were flowing in his mind.
Understand the art of mysterious fire alchemy.
Understand the method of refining solid pills.
Opening his eyes and looking at Mu Wan who had already thrown the seventh elixir into the alchemy cauldron in front of him, Han Muye suddenly said: "Wait a moment."
"Get rid of the ringworm first, otherwise this furnace will still be refining to waste."
