"Hey, okay, okay." Lu Gao rubbed his hands, straightened his clothes, bowed to Huang Laoliu, turned around and ran away.
Huang Laoliu shook his head, laughed, put his hand on his chest, stood in front of the sword pavilion, and looked into the distance, with a look of confusion on his face.
When there are no spiritual stones in my pocket, if I save dozens or hundreds of spiritual stones, my heart will be filled with joy and heavy contentment.
Now I have four high-grade spiritual stones in my arms, but I don’t know what to do with them.
"Perhaps, you can look for two pills to enhance your physical fitness. When I was at the foot of the mountain last time, I heard that there is a good pill that can be taken to strengthen the kidneys..."
…
In the quiet room, the wooden box in front of Han Muye has been opened.
In the wooden box lies a three-foot-long sword that exudes the aura of gold and iron and is cold and bone-piercing.
Reaching out, he slowly grasped the hilt of the sword.
"Buzz——"
There was a faint sound of sword clanging.
The thick sword energy rushed straight into Han Muye's meridians, pouring into the sea of energy.
There are thousands of sword energy contained in this long sword. If it were someone else, just the sword energy entering the body would probably cause all the meridians to be severed.
As soon as the sword energy rushed into the air sea, it suddenly swayed.
In Han Muye's empty sea of qi, a series of sword intentions occupied all directions. The strong power made these sword qi obediently restrained and merged into sword intentions with similar attributes.
At the same time as the sword energy was collected, the scene of refining the sword also appeared in Han Muye's mind.
An old man with one shoulder flat swung a hammer and struck again and again.
Molten metal splashed and fire exploded.
Understand the method of thousands of forgings and thousands of condensations.
Understand the magic of folding together.
Understand the spirit forging technique.
…
On this long sword, Han Muye actually understood five forging methods.
The head of the Cao family is indeed a master of weapon refining, and he has all kinds of weapon refining methods at his fingertips.
After understanding the forging technique, Han Muye let go of the sword and put it away in the wooden box.
As Huang Laoliu said, for the time being, it would be best for him not to refine this sword.
He already has three good swords in his hand. Any more would be a burden.
This spiritual weapon-level sword can be used when the time is right to exchange it for what you need.
Pills and exercises are all fine.
When Han Muye walked out of the quiet room, Huang Laoliu and Lu Gao stood at the door of the Jiange, talking in low voices.
Huang Laoliu looked a little solemn.
Seeing Han Muye come out, Lu Gao hurriedly whispered: "Senior Brother Han, I have heard about Elder Su Yuan's news."
Su Yuan and his disciples were trapped in Luyuan Mountain thousands of miles away, and the elder Jiange went to rescue them.
Han Muye and the others had no idea which force had taken action to stop Su Yuan and others.
You must know that Jiuxuan Sword Sect controls a radius of one hundred thousand miles, and thousands of miles away is the hinterland of Jiuxuan Mountain's power.
Being surrounded by my elders in such a place is a provocation to the majesty of Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
Jinze, the leader of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, ordered the elders of Jiange to go to the rescue, just to destroy the enemy with one sword and shock everyone.
By the way, breaking the sharp sword of the sword pavilion elder also made all the powerful forces feel at ease.
These were all inferred by Han Muye from the explanation given by the elders of Jiange.
"It's the Tailing Sword Sect."
"Tai Lingjian Sect Supreme Elder Mu Tieyang led several strong men in the sect to stop Elder Su Yuan."
"If Elder Su Yuan and Ancestor Wan Jian hadn't joined forces to block Mu Tieyang's sword, I'm afraid the Fire Vein would have been seriously damaged this time."
"Mu Tieyang took out the certificate of the Sanqin Sword Sect's pledge of the Zhen Sect's spiritual weapon and asked our Sword Sect to return the sword Broken Liang."
Return that middle-grade spiritual weapon?
A middle-grade spiritual weapon is a treasure in any sect.
"Actually, Duan Liang was really from the Tailing Sword Sect back then."
Huang Laoliu shook his head and said softly: "Twelve years ago, in Fierce Demon Valley, Qin Ci, the first god of Tailing Sword Sect, was beheaded by Elder Tuoba Chang."
"The broken beam is Qin Ci's sword."
"The Sanqin Sword Sect paid a huge price to replace this sword."
"By the way, the leader of the Sanqin Sword Sect is named Qin Duanya."
Han Muye didn't expect that there were so many stories in it.
However, Tai Ling Sword sent a supreme leader to come within ten thousand miles of Jian Sect, and Jian Sect had no countermeasures?
"Hey, the sect leader is also ruthless. This time, I'm afraid he is thinking of killing Mu Tieyang." Huang Laoliu sighed softly and turned to look at the sword pavilion behind him.
The sword pavilion shines in the sun.
"Nine sects and supreme-level elders have not died in the past hundred years."
"If Mu Tieyang is killed, Western Xinjiang may be in chaos again."
Huang Laoliu shrank his head and muttered: "When three elders of Jiange fell together, the entire Western Border was reduced to a sieve..."
Not knowing what he was thinking of, he raised his head and looked at Han Muye.
Mo Yuan once said that two hundred years ago, the three elders of Jiange took action.
The light of the sword is like a meteor, and the mountains and rivers collapse.
"The Tailing Sword Sect is determined to fight against the Jiuxuan Sword Sect?" Han Muye frowned and whispered.
Isn't it necessary?
At the beginning, he killed one of their masters and snatched the third position of their sword sect, but there was no need to be so serious, right?
"Brother Han, there is not much difference in strength between our Jiuxuan Sword Sect and Fengling Sword Sect, which is the second among the four major sword sects." Huang Laoliu said.
The second among the four major sword sects?
Is this a big force taking action in this matter?
"The three princes traveled thousands of miles from Jiuxuan Mountain to suppress the four directions?"
Huang Laoliu shook his head and said softly: "I wonder if the elder of Jiange can return safely this time..."
Lu Gao shook his head and muttered: "Anyway, when I asked for news, they all said, they all said..."
Han Muye narrowed his eyes and cast his gaze into the distance.
This time, everyone hoped that the elder of Jiange would use this sword.
The Jiuxuan Sword Sect must hide its strength and bide its time, preparing to harm itself with one sword.
Fengling Sword Sect and Tailing Sword Sect want to suppress Jiuxuan Sword Sect and lose their own strength.
No wonder the elders of Jiange would have a meal with everyone.
That meal was not his farewell to Huang Laoliu.
It's for himself.
Han Muye clenched his fists and felt an uncontrollable emotion surge in his heart.
Practice.
Just like the elder of Jiange, he is in the realm of Baixi Heaven.
In the end, you still can’t control your own life and death?
"Brother Han, this is the fate of us sword watchers."
"If you pray for the Hundred Breath Heaven Realm, you will have this day." Huang Laoliu shook his head and reached out to pat Han Muye on the shoulder.
"If you don't want to go this way, it's still late to leave."
"If the elder dies, I will still support the sword pavilion."
Huang Laoliu's expression was sincere.
Han Muye knew what he said was true.
As long as Han Muye retreats, Huang Laoliu will definitely take up the position in the sword pavilion.
Even though, the promise of returning to the countryside with Lu Qingping failed.
"Brother Six, we haven't reached that point yet." Han Muye forced a smile on his face, and then took a deep breath.
"I'm going to find out how the elder is doing now."
The news about Lu Gao came from outsiders and servants, and it was difficult to tell whether it was true or false.
Han Muye felt that he had better go to Elder Su Liang and ask for clarification.
This was an elder he was familiar with.
"No matter what, we should do something. We can't just watch the elders fall."
"We are all sword watchers."
Han Muye returned to the quiet room, holding a small wooden box in his hands. When he walked to the door of the sword pavilion, he spoke in a low voice.
After saying that, he strode away.
"Brother Han is the real sword watcher. Elder, you are right." Huang Laoliu looked at his back and sighed softly.
"In such adversity, his fighting spirit is still undiminished. Senior Brother Han, his character is as hard as stone." Lu Gao clenched his fists, lowered his voice, and spoke in a low voice.
