The Jiange elder’s question is difficult to answer.
You can't answer randomly, and you can't answer truthfully.
"Elder, originally I just wanted to join the sect to practice. I didn't know that the position of sword watcher in the sword pavilion is a fatal job."
Han Muye took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
If he had known that being a sword watcher would almost cost him his life, he really would not have come to the sword pavilion.
The elder of Jiange did not speak, waiting for him to continue.
"Later, when I was cleaning the sword, the sword energy entered my body, and that feeling..."
Han Muye tried hard to recall Mo Yuan's expression at that time.
The corners of his mouth were raised, the corners of his eyes were raised slightly, and his fingers moved lightly.
Obscene.
At that time, Mo Yuan said that the feeling was like dual cultivation.
"Ahem, is that why you absorbed so much sword energy that you almost ran out of life?" The elder of the sword pavilion seemed to be unable to resist Han Muye's expression. He coughed lightly and asked.
Of course it can't be.
Introducing the sword energy into the body is an accident, and indulging in it means that the mind is not strong.
Sword cultivator, how can it not be strong?
Be hard and strong.
"Reply to the elder, I learned a swordsmanship under Mo Yuan, the outer sect."
"The name is Wan Jian Guizong."
Han Muye stood up and looked forward.
"Wan Jian returns to the sect? Outer disciple?" A strange look appeared on the face of the sword pavilion elder.
"To cultivate this sword, do you need sword energy to enter your body?"
"An outer disciple, I'm afraid he hasn't condensed his Qi yet, right?"
There was no Qi condensation, so damn sword Qi entered his body.
Hearing his words, Han Muye shook his head with admiration in his eyes.
"Master Mo Yuan watched the three ancestors of the Sword Pavilion take action. With one sword across the sky, they were invincible. They gathered tens of thousands of sword energy into one body. They felt something in their heart. After spending two hundred years, they finally created the Ten Thousand Swords Sect."
With one hand behind his back and the other pointing at the same time, he looked ahead. Thousands of enemies were just one sword away.
"Wan, Jian, Gui, Zong——"
Han Muye pointed his finger forward, his eyes were full of light, and sword energy seemed to be bursting out from his body.
The elder of Jiange seemed to be attracted by his momentum. He pondered for a long time before nodding and said: "It took two hundred years of hard work to condense the power of a sword. Mo Yuan has some perseverance."
As if remembering something, he said calmly: "My sword pavilion senior takes action, the power of a sword is indeed fascinating."
"Yes." Han Muye retracted his finger and sat back down.
Han Muye knew that he had passed the first level.
Sure enough, the Jiange elder did not ask Han Muye any other questions.
"A sword that condenses sword energy is somewhat similar to my sword pavilion inheritance." A book was spread out in front of the sword pavilion elder, and then he said calmly: "This is the art of raising swords. You can take it back and study it."
"If you don't understand, you can come to me."
Raise a sword?
Han Muye reached out and took it.
"Raising the sword of the sword pavilion nourishes the sword energy in the body, and on top of that, it also nourishes the sword intention in the heart, and nourishes the immortal sword power..." The elder of the sword pavilion said this, and shook his head with a wry smile.
"Don't think too much. Without thousands of years, you can't reach that level."
"This is the same as your Ten Thousand Swords Guizong created by Master Mo Yuan. They are both more fantasy than reality."
"There is no one in my sword pavilion who can condense the power of a sword."
For thousands of years, anyone in the Jiange who can survive for more than a year is considered to have lived a long life.
Raising a sword for a thousand years is indeed a bit utopian.
"Only if you can pass the level of sword energy entering your body will I teach you the art of raising a sword. Otherwise, the opportunity has not come yet, do you understand?"
When Han Muye went downstairs, the elder of Jiange suddenly spoke up.
Han Muye nodded.
Understand.
If the sword energy enters the body and does not die, then he is one of his own.
If he dies, then he dies.
Returning to the quiet room, Han Muye spread out the book in front of him.
This scroll is made of yellowed silk cloth, with thick writing on it, and every stroke is like a sword carving.
The art of raising swords.
It doesn't contain much content, it just explains where the sword energy comes from and how to maintain it.
After reading the Sword Raising Technique, Han Muye understood better why the sword pavilion elder had to endure the sword energy entering his body before he taught him this technique.
Without feeling the sword energy, without the deep feeling that the sword energy pours into the heart, without the unspeakable involvement of the sword energy, it is impossible to cultivate the sword technique at all.
Turn the sharpness of the sword energy into a rounded one, blend it into the Dantian, and use the sword energy to cultivate the vitality and condense the energy.
Such crazy things can only be done by the inheritance of Jiange.
To cultivate the sword art, you need to build the foundation. You need to use the sword energy as the foundation, endure the pain of the sword energy scraping the bones, and condense into the sword bones.
Gathering sword bones in the body can nourish the sword spirit.
As for the cultivation of the earth realm, it is necessary to use the sword intention to connect the source and enlighten the spirit, and form a sword elixir.
The sword energy in his body is the elixir, and when the sword elixir comes out, thousands of sword weapons bow their heads.
In the Sword Raising Technique, only the conjecture about forming the sword elixir is left.
The inheritance of the sword pavilion was repaired by the sword pavilion elders for a period of time, but it was only half a sword bone.
From the founding of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect to the present, no one in the Sword Pavilion has mastered the sword bones.
"This technique is very challenging..."
After reading through the Sword Raising Art, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.
With this sword nourishing technique, it is easier to warm up the sword energy.
As for sword bone condensation and sword formation pill, although they are far away, just thinking about them can make people's blood boil.
After practicing for a lifetime, of course you must become the strongest swordsman!
As if sensing his thoughts, the eight sword intentions in the sea of energy vibrated slightly.
Understand the art of raising a sword.
As the sword art was understood, traces of sword energy scattered around Han Muye floated towards his body.
"hiss--"
Scrape the bones and cut the flesh!
With a twisted face, Han Muye gritted his teeth and persisted.
This is the correct way for sword energy to enter the body.
The fragmented sword energy was light and thin, and after entering the body, it wreaked havoc on every inch of the skin, and finally penetrated the meridians.
This time, it hurt a hundred times more than before.
These uncontrolled sword energy pierced the tendons, seeming to cut open all the meridians.
When the heavens were turning around and all the sword energy fell into his Dantian and circled around, then merged into the sea of energy and turned into a line of light blue sword energy that slowly rotated and warmed, Han Muye was already soaked to the skin.
If this sword energy enters the body, it will be tortured like this. If it is to condense into a sword spirit, wouldn't it mean that it has to be tortured 128,000 times?
Han Muye somewhat admired those Jiange seniors.
They are all really masochists!
After some investigation, he found that half of the spiritual energy in his Dantian was absorbed by the sword energy.
This sword energy is also a big user of spiritual energy.
However, he also discovered the difference between this sword energy and other sword energy.
This sword energy was clearly more agile and clear, and the connection with him seemed to be more intimate.
Not daring to absorb any more sword energy, he carried the sword energy back to his meridians according to the techniques in the Sword Raising Technique, and wandered between his Dantian and Qi Sea.
The sword energy just left the air sea, and Han Muye's expression changed.
"ah……"
Cool!
The sword energy at this time was as gentle as water, icy and moist, moving in the veins, as if being caressed by gentle little hands.
That taste.
Double cultivation.
Han Muye thought of this word.
The sword energy rushed into his dantian, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
Peiyuan.
Finally, this time he entered the cultivation stage with sword energy and truly embarked on the path of cultivation.
This night, he slept very comfortably.
The next morning, Huang Laoliu looked at Han Muye with a somewhat strange look.
The two of them washed and practiced meditation. After breakfast, they sat in front of the long desk and closed their eyes.
This is Jiange's main business.
Guard the sword pavilion.
"Senior brother, you have returned to Jiange."
At noon, a voice woke up Han Muye, who had closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Opening his eyes, the host Suzhen, wearing a white dress and a peach-like face, stood outside the sword pavilion.
Han Muye subconsciously turned his head and looked to his side.
Huang Laoliu stared.
"The rules of Jiange are that non-Jiange people are not allowed to enter."
At the door, Bai Suzhen covered her mouth and smiled.
"This senior brother is really dedicated to his work. I see that you have a yellow face and a hunchback. I have several good medicines in my store that can cure your waist. Do you want to bring you a few?"
Huang Laoliu's face turned red and white, and he snorted coldly.
Sixth Brother's waist, is it really bad?
Han Muye walked to the door and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense. What do you want from me?"
Bai Suzhen smiled and said: "Of course I miss you -"
Before she finished speaking, Han Muye turned to leave. Bai Suzhen quickly changed her words: "I want to do business with you!"
