Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-03-16

Chapter 119 Remnant Soul in Ancient Sword

This Ancient Sword is one of the finale of this auction.

The sword is no more than three feet long, and it has mottled rust on it, but you can feel the extraordinaryness of the sword through the streamer on the sword edge.

“Everyone should know, Ancient Era, I, Western Border, also played a prominent role in the cultivation world, and Great Cultivator appeared frequently.”

“It’s just that after the chaos, the Spiritual Qi was worn out. Taiju, my Western Border fell from the Cultivation Holy Land here.”

Yuntai Xiange shopkeeper looked towards all around, then stretched his finger to the ancient sword in front of him: “This sword is in a Great Cultivator Cave. Mansion found that after tens of thousands of years, this sword still shines brightly.”

His words caused many cultivators below to tremble with excitement.

A sword that has not been rotted for tens of thousands of years, this is Supreme Treasure!

Only the older ones shook their heads slightly.

“Swords are not always better, especially swords that have been stored for too long and have not been properly nourished. The spirit material has lost its strength.” Shopkeeper He sitting beside Bai Suzhen said in a low voice.

Bai Suzhen nods.

She has come into contact with such ancient swords, and she really can only look at it.

“This thing is actually quite good as a collection.” The teacher Sun Tu beside Han Muye said softly.

Favorites.

This kind of swords with an asking price of 10,000 Spirit Stones can be collected and collected. Only people with good money can do it.

When the price of swords reached 10,000 Spirit Stone, the overwhelming majority below lost their minds to compete.

This is not something that ordinary casual cultivators can play, and for some family cultivators, Spirit Stone cannot be spent on useless swords.

There were several token bids, and the final price died down at 13,000 Spirit Stone.

In the attic, Cao E looked at the ancient sword and said in a low voice, “The Artifact Refinement Technique handed down by Ancient Era is no worse than it is now. This sword can not rot for thousands of years, it must have its magic.”

She paid the 13,000 Spirit Stone price.

Seeing that no one raised the price, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The Cao Family is tough right now, and every Spirit Stone cannot be wasted.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from below: “14,000 Spirit Stones.”

Cao E was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and looked towards the bid position.

“Senior Brother Han…”

At this time, there were still people bidding, the venue was silent, and then looked back.

It’s him!

Many people’s eyes flashed brightly.

Is there something special about this sword?

This is a strongman who can directly sell 100,000 Spirit Stones with a 5,000 Spirit Stone sword.

Does this fancy sword have a big secret?

“This Fellow Daoist, what’s wrong with this sword?” The middle-aged man in the 40s sitting in front of Han Muye turned his head and looked towards him.

“Zuo Sandao at Xiahe Lingdao Gate, please also ask Fellow Daoist to explain his doubts.”

As soon as Zuo Sandao spoke, many people came to see him.

It is said that in the auction field, such questions should not be asked when the dust is undecided.

But at this time, many people were really curious, all eyes looked towards Han Muye.

“What’s special?”

“Maybe there is.”

Han Muye stood up and walked to the high platform: “It’s been a long time ago. The swords that belonged to you, placed on the desk in the quiet room, wouldn’t it look very charming?”

The years have settled.

The flavor.

Many people at the venue were full of surprises.

“Hmph, it’s just a rich second generation with some stinky money.” Someone whispered, with envy in their eyes.

It’s better to have money.

“This kid is young, but he has good taste.” Some older ones laughed nodded when they heard Han Muye speak.

It’s better to have money.

Han Muye, who walked up the high platform, came to the wooden frame and looked down at the sword.

As you get closer, you can see countless cracks all over the sword.

No wonder Yuntai Xiange shopkeeper did not set a high reserve price, this sword really can only be regarded as a collection.

Han Muye reached out and grabbed the hilt of the long sword.

“I would like to bid 16,000 Spirit Stones.” Someone suddenly spoke out from the audience.

Han Muye’s hand paused and turned his head to look towards the audience.

Feng Cloud Sword Sect, the eldest grandson.

“Brother, I like this sword too, how about you give it to me?”

Changsun Su bowed his hands to Han Muye and said with a chuckle.

Feng Cloud Sword Sect is not a small sect.

16,000 Spirit Stones is not a decimal.

The eldest grandson looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.

“No.”

Han Muye’s words surprised Changsun Su for a moment.

On the stage, Han Muye’s hand was already gripping the hilt of the sword.

A faint sword qi poured into the blade, and then a gray image of one after another flashed in Han Muye’s mind.

Unfortunately, this sword is too old, and those pictures are all dark and dim.

Han Muye was just about to lift the long sword, only to hear the sound of ka-cha, and the long sword shattered into countless pieces.

Broken.

Under the stage, the angry eldest grandson was stunned for a moment, then haha laughed.

“many thanks brother for helping me save this Spirit Stone.”

Hearing his words, many others in the audience also smiled.

This kind of ancient artifact is just like this, maybe it will be hit in the hand when you touch it.

Han Muye shook his head, held the half of the sword hilt in his hand, and said to the attendant handyman standing beside him: “What are you doing? Wrap it up, not a single piece is missing. .”

After he finished speaking, he put a pile of Spirit Stones in front of the stage, and walked off the stage with his hands behind his back and a sullen face.

On the field, many people bowed their heads and chuckled.

Anyone who smashes five-six thousand Spirit Stone will be in a bad mood.

At this time, no one noticed that Han Muye’s hand holding the hilt of the sword never relaxed at all, and there was a faint infusion of sword qi.

Returning to his seat, Han Muye sat silent.

“Senior Brother Han, it’s not that bad, it’s just ten thousand pieces of Spirit Stone.” Bai Suzhen opened the mouth and said with a smile.

“You should treat it as a waste of a pot of pills.”

It’s rare to see Han Muye miss, and Bai Suzhen thinks it’s funny too.

As for the lost Spirit Stone, as she said, it’s only 10,000 pieces.

Han Muye shook his head and said indifferently: “I don’t have a medicine pill that has been refined.”

After speaking, before Bai Suzhen could answer, he slowly closed his eyes.

In the eyes of outsiders, he was angry because the sword was broken.

It’s just that no one knows, at this time, his mind has sunk in the Divine Repository.

“Little friend, many thanks.”

In Han Muye’s Divine Repository, a white-haired old man in a white robe bowed gently.

“Senior is really a man from 10,000 years ago?”

Han Muye’s voice resounded in the Divine Repository.

In the Divine Repository, the white-bearded old man looked at the faint Divine Soul sword qi all around, and shrank his head slightly and said, “Yes, Poor Daoist, according to the little friend, it’s really been ten thousand years ago. It’s been a long time.”

“So what senior said, Daozang Treasure, Kenmaru Supreme Treasure, are all true?”

Han Muye’s Divine Soul voice is back.

“Hehe, of course it’s true.” Daoist Dayan chuckled, then looked towards the top of his head and said, “As long as the little friend takes me to the place where I died during meditation, I will have a chance to reincarnate in Remnant Soul. , give all the treasures to the little friends.”

“Okay.” The voice in the Han Muye Divine Repository shook, and then the Remnant Soul illusory shadow of Dayan Daoist dissipated.

“Treasures from ten thousand years ago, promise to be so straightforward, this senior is not an honest person…” In the Divine Repository, Han Muye’s voice was full of emotion.

…

The auction continues, with most of the treasure snapped up.

Bai Suzhen also shot a few good treasures, one of which is a Magical Artifact, which is a collection of the Supreme Spirit Sword Sect, and has already given birth to an Artifact Spirit.

This Magical Artifact Bai Suzhen cost more than 200,000 Spirit Stone to win.

This makes many young cultivators look bright.

Nobody needs a female cultivator who can spend money like this, right?

“Senior Brother Han, I’m not sure about this sword weapon, please help me.” Bai Suzhen turned his head, looked towards Han Muye, and said in a low voice.

What was auctioned on the stage at this time was a Supreme Spirit Sword Sect collection sword, half Spiritual Artifact Peak, the price has been raised to 250,000 Spirit Stone.

“What’s so good about this sword?”

Shisun Tu, who was sitting next to him, pouted, “The swords that came out of the secret vault have already been figured out. .”

He was right.

If you want to pick up leaks, it’s also the kind of trail.

The price of the treasure in this Great Sect secret library is very transparent.

On the stage, digital cultivators have gone up to investigate swords.

Bidding to more than 200,000 yuan, everyone is cautious, just relying on the description of the shopkeeper in Yuntai Xiange to explain how the sword is not as good as investigating it yourself.

Everyone on stage surrounded Cao E.

The sword is also in her hands.

After all, it is the elite direct descendant of the Aristocratic Family.

“This sword forging technique uses ice and fire to condense the shape, and Muyang Jin is added to make the sword attribute gentle.”

“There is a spirit in the sword, and more warmth is added. If so, sword qi raises people, and people raise swords, it is indeed a good sword.”

Cao E’s face flashed with emotion, and then he looked up towards the bottom.

“Senior Brother Han, if you say that I have some experience in refining weapons, I will be a shame in front of you.”

Cao E said with a sincere look on his face and opened his mouth with a smile.

This person is surnamed Han.

Good at swordsmanship.

The audience immediately knew Han Muye.

No wonder Bai Family Eldest Young Lady will walk with this person, I am afraid it is to use this person’s sword skills?

It’s just that the ancient sword just now, this person missed.

But then again, as for the ancient sword, no one can be sure.

“Senior Brother Han, can you go have a look?” Bai Suzhen stood up and looked towards Han Muye.

Han Muye nods and gets up to go on stage with her.

Student Sun Tu, who was sitting beside him, whispered softly: “Nine Mysteries Sword Sect can taste swords? Could it be from Sword Pavilion?”

“No way, Sword Pavilion Isn’t Gao Changgong in charge.”

“Interesting, let’s see what kind of flowers this kid can play with swords.”

While he was talking, he was indistinguishable. He looked up and looked towards the hanging window attic on the side.

In the attic, Old Ancestor Tao Ran frowned.

“Old Monster Tu? Why is this guy here?”

“Is this guy also interested in Boy Han’s innate talent?”

He was beside him , a middle-aged cultivator wearing an azure robe bowed slightly: “Old Ancestor, do you want to take down this sword?”

“If I shoot from Nine Mysteries, no one will fight for this sword. .”

Old Ancestor Tao Ran shook his head when he heard the azure robe middle-aged cultivator speak: “What’s the point of this class of swords?”

“It’s that the sky was full of stars, when I polish them out, you can sell them.”

“Old Ancestor, rest assured, we must treat this treasure as a shop protecting treasure.” The middle-aged azure robe smiled and bowed. said.

Old Ancestor’s own hand-polished starry sky is worth doubling and doubling again.

“Smelly brat, there are quite a few doorways.” Old Ancestor Tao Ran muttered, his eyes falling on the stage.

Han Muye has reached out to take the sword that Cao E handed over.

Holding the hilt, his eyes slowly closed.

A faint sword qi rose from the sword.

Han Muye will not let go of such a just and honourable opportunity to absorb sword qi.

Besides, there is half a sword intent in this sword!

“The body of the sword is three feet long and weighs eight jins and five taels. It is forged by Qingyuan iron using the technique of forging by the Wen Martial Mountain River.”

“This technique has always been characterized by prudence and gentleness. It is famous, to put it bluntly, it is what Miss Cao said about water and fire consolidating shape.”

“Muyang Jin is used on the sword edge, so that the sword qi is locked on the sword body and will not hurt the person wearing the sword.”

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Han Muye’s voice is soft, neither too fast nor too slow.

The people around are nodded.

Although what she said is similar to that of Miss Cao Family, she also has her own opinions.

The picture in Han Muye’s mind kept changing, and the sword qi and intent converged.

“Just have you ever thought about who wears a sword and needs to block the sword qi to avoid injury?”

“Do you really dare to buy this sword?”

(End of this chapter)