On Jiuxuan Mountain, five bells have not rang for many years!
"boom--"
A thousand-foot-long golden sword light broke through the flowing clouds and washed away the sky.
"boom--"
Another green sword energy turned into clouds and smoke, covering the world.
"boom--"
The sword light condensed into a huge tree shadow thousands of feet tall, standing on the top of Jiuxuan Mountain.
The power of the three supreme elders!
In an instant, Jiuxuan Mountain was thousands of miles in radius, spiritual light exploded, and endless sword energy spread across the area!
Each of these is the condensed sword intention of a powerful person in the realm!
Looking out from the window of the sword pavilion, Han Muye could not count the dense sword lights soaring into the sky.
This is the foundation of Xijiang Sect!
"Fire Vein Elder Su Yuan and his accompanying disciples are trapped in Luyuan Mountain thousands of miles away. Please ask Senior Brother Gao Changgong of Jiange to use his sword to rescue them."
"Three Supreme Elders traveled thousands of miles from Jiuxuan Mountain to respond."
From the sky, the voice of the sect leader came, without any emotion.
The sword can be used for thousands of miles.
Han Muye turned back to look at the elder of Jiange.
The elder of Jiange stood up and pointed to the seat behind the long case.
"If I can't come back, you can sit here."
After saying that, without waiting for Han Muye's reply, he moved and rushed out of the third-floor window of the Jiange.
"Gao Changgong accepts the order."
The voice of the Jiange elder was very soft.
Then, his body turned into a bloody sword.
The sword light is so dazzling that no one can look directly at it.
The sword light was magnificent, causing a roar.
The sword light was so sharp that as soon as it appeared, it took away the halo of countless sword lights in Jiuxuan Mountain.
"boom--"
A sword flies away, creating a violent wave!
All the swords on Jiuxuan Mountain resounded, and the floating sword energy was collected by the bloody sword light. It can be turned into a thousand-foot sword, cutting through the sky, all the way east!
Three sword lights followed closely behind, flying thousands of miles away.
The roaring sound was like rolling thunder, shaking the world.
"This is the great monk..."
On the third floor of the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye looked up into the distance and whispered softly.
This is the world of great monks!
One day, I can transform into a sword like this and escape thousands of miles in one breath!
Jiuxuan Mountain has not moved for many years. If it moves, the sky will collapse and the earth will fall apart!
It was not until a quarter of an hour later that all the sword energy on Jiuxuan Mountain slowly fell silent.
Looking at the sword still mounted on the wooden frame, Han Muye turned around and left.
When I walked downstairs, Huang Laoliu had already returned.
But he was sitting behind the long desk, his eyes a little straight.
"Brother Six?"
Han Muye's voice woke Huang Laoliu up.
"Ah, oh, oh." Huang Laoliu turned his head and looked at Han Muye, his eyes glazed over for a moment before he started to move.
Han Muye didn't need to ask, he already had a smile on his face and spoke in a low voice.
"Pingmei and the others are going to participate in the demon-killing trial mission, and they won't be able to leave for a while."
"We have made an appointment to return to Jinyang after the mission is over."
"At least three or two years. At that time, I will be able to serve as a swordsman for almost ten years and become a deacon."
There was a little more blush on Huang Laoliu's face, and there was a look in his eyes.
"I remember that when I become a deacon, I can choose whether to stay in Jiuxuan Mountain or go out to guard the mortal world."
"When I become a deacon, I will apply for release."
In Huang Laoliu's eyes, there is a desire and longing for the future.
"Come on, Sixth Brother, wipe your saliva quickly." Han Muye joked with a smile.
"Lipstick? No, I've already wiped it off..." Huang Laoliu quickly rubbed his face with his hands, rubbed it a few times, and then stared at Han Muye.
Han Muye smiled and shook his head, then whispered: "Elder Jiange went thousands of miles away to rescue Elder Su Yuan of the Fire Vein."
"Yes." Huang Laoliu nodded, with a serious look on his face.
"The one with the fastest escape speed on Jiuxuan Mountain is probably the elder of Jiange who transforms into a sword and flies."
"I don't know what force took action, but actually asked the elders of Jiange to rescue the siege."
Huang Laoliu sighed softly and lowered his voice: "Although the elder of Jiange has the power of the sword heaven, it is only one sword."
Within a hundred breaths, the heavenly realm can be fought.
Under one sword, no one in the heavenly realm can defeat him.
No one wants to face this sword.
But it doesn’t mean that no one will fight hard.
Trade your life for a sword.
Thinking of the half bottle of wine given to him by the elder of Jiange, Huang Laoliu had a complicated look on his face.
The elder of Jiange is also a sword watcher.
Hundred Breaths Heaven Realm.
With one sword move, after a hundred breaths, he is a mortal.
Han Muye looked outside the sword pavilion, feeling a little confused for a moment.
Which force besieged Elder Su Yuan and his party, I am afraid only the top brass of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect knew.
The sword of the elder of the Sanqin Sword Sect said that the prairie fire that Su Yuan performed was a forbidden technique and would inevitably lead to death.
Could it be related to this matter?
Tuoba Cheng went down the mountain, otherwise he might know the reason clearly.
Among other elders, Han Muye only knew Elder Su Liang, who only made alchemy and did not do anything else.
After thinking about it, he didn't know who he could turn to for information.
The sect master knows, is it possible to go to the sect master and ask?
If you don't get the news, just wait.
Fortunately, Huang Laoliu is not going down the mountain for the time being, which is the good news among all the news.
At the entrance of Jiange, Lu Gao was still grinning at the thought of being encouraged by his sect leader.
Huang Laoliu sat behind the long case, dazed from time to time.
Han Muye returned to the quiet room.
In front of him, two jade bottles appeared in front of him.
Opening the small jade bottle, a blue-black elixir flashed with a halo.
Three faint lines intertwined on the elixir.
This is a third-grade elixir, and it is the most rare elixir among the third-grade elixirs that can change one's qualifications.
Holding this pill, Han Muye was shocked.
"Don't thank me."
"If you want to thank me, just thank Senior Brother Gao for cultivating you."
This is what the sect master told him.
Today the sect leader came to find Elder Jiange and asked him to rescue Elder Su Yuan.
But if it was just a rescue, why would the elder of Jiange say that he would cut off his sword?
He chose to sacrifice for the sect.
So, in exchange, is this pill?
Yes, maybe not.
But this pill must also be part of the exchange.
Spreading his hands, Han Muye took a deep breath.
What's the use of thinking more?
With his own strength, how can he help a strong man like Jiange Elder?
Improve your cultivation and strength!
When the elixir enters the mouth, a cold bitterness fills the air.
The bitterness seeped into the body and began to flow along the meridians.
Han Muye felt as if a short knife was passing through his meridians.
The pain at this moment was countless times more profound than absorbing the sword energy into the body.
Is this the pain you have to endure to change your qualifications and change your fate against the will of heaven?
If that's the case, then come harder!
Gritting his teeth, Han Muye felt the tearing pain traveling faster and faster through his veins.
Really useful!
This kind of traveling speed is much faster than the speed at which I carried spiritual energy before!
One hundred breaths.
The potency of the medicine has not worn off yet.
The quality of this elixir was still beyond Han Muye's imagination.
It wasn't until the cup of tea that the potency of the medicine turned into nothingness.
"Eighth-grade qualifications, even seventh-grade qualifications!"
Feeling the speed and loss of spiritual energy traveling through his meridians, Han Muye's eyes revealed joy.
The increase in the speed of spiritual energy travel and the reduction in loss made him realize the importance of qualifications.
With the same amount of spiritual energy, the time it takes him to absorb and transport it is only half of the time before.
And the loss is much smaller than before.
No wonder every sect attaches so much importance to cultivation qualifications.
The resources consumed by a ninth-grade qualification will be several times that of an eighth-grade qualification, dozens of times, or even hundreds of times that of seventh-grade and sixth-grade qualifications.
However, the speed of spiritual energy transportation is too slow and the consumption is too much. It will really take countless years to accumulate the amount of spiritual energy required for the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
It is not an empty lie to say that a person with ninth grade qualifications cannot build a foundation in a lifetime.
Fortunately, Han Muye no longer has ninth-grade qualifications.
"If you improve your qualifications by one or two levels, you can see such changes."
"If you can get that golden lotus seed and raise your qualifications to the extreme, heavenly realm is not the end!"
Han Muye whispered, stretched out his hand to open another jade bottle, and poured out all five pills in it.
A pill that improves the level of cultivation in the Peiyuan stage.
His current spiritual energy cultivation level is at the third level of Peiyuan stage.
Can these five pills push his cultivation to the eighth level?
