Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-04-09

Chapter 195 The Third Sword Pill (33)

Everyone left, Han Muye raised his hand and put an array plate on his body forward.

This is a must-have for home travel.

Spirit Stone placed the array plate, Spiritual Qi activated the formation, and a faint light curtain rose, covering the space about one zhang.

This 100-square-meter space cannot be probed by outsiders, either with eyes or with Divine Sense.

In turn, Han Muye, who is surrounded by this, can see everything outside.

And this light curtain can block a blow from Qi Condensation 3rd-layer.

However, this array is not cheap. Not to mention that it requires more than 10,000 Spirit Stones. Every time it is opened, it costs a middle grade Spirit Stone.

General low-level cultivator, not available.

Raising the light curtain, Han Muye, who was surrounded by this, was able to reassure Cultivation.

Sitting cross-legged, his Divine Sense penetrated into the dantian.

The sword intent that was condensed just now vibrated gently, as if welcoming the arrival of his Divine Sense.

This sword intent has a flesh-and-blood connection with his Divine Sense.

This kind of connection is something that I have never felt before when I gather sword intent.

Divine Sense and this sword intent blended in for a while, and Han Muye turned his attention to Qi Sea.

If condensing dantian sword intent is the biggest gain, then the change of sword intent in Qi Sea is a bigger surprise.

At this moment, more than 80 sword intents were quietly suspended in Qi Sea.

In the center, there are two vigorous sword lights.

The two sword lights, one red and one green, with bright halo, seem to be transformed into wyvern.

Swords!

It turned out that Han Muye thought that these two sword intents would never have a chance to turn into swordsmanship.

Because he could gather so many sword intents.

Three thousand sword intents turned into sword intents, and he didn’t think he would slowly transform these two sword intents into a sword intent.

But after realizing it today, he realized that sword power is not really meant to be accumulated.

It is not only quantitative change that leads to qualitative change.

On the contrary, most sword cultivators in the world are based on qualitative changes and quantitative changes.

At this time, Han Muye Qi Sea’s two sword lights have already achieved sword power.

“So, there are two more cards in life-saving hole cards?”

Whispering softly, a smile appeared on Han Muye’s face.

——————

The red sun rises, and the rumbling sound starts again.

The monster beast army did not capture the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect’s position yesterday, and today the army gathered again.

Monster Qi rolls, monster beast like tide.

Station down the mountain, one after another sword light and aura arise.

For some unknown reason, Tang Chi, who was holding a long sword, turned his head slightly and looked towards the back.

The corners of his eyes twitched.

The battle will be more intense today than yesterday.

You need to do your best to survive and prove your worth.

But the man on the mountain.

Last night, I realized the sword intent.

Under the Earth Stage and comprehending the sword intent, this innate talent will definitely be more valued by Jianmen.

It’s really tiring to compete with people like this…

“Everyone, kill—”

With a roar, Tang Chi had a sword on his body. The light lingered and flew forward.

The entire front position was full of shouts and killings.

That’s-

Han Muye, who was originally calm, suddenly shuddered and stood up.

In front of the army formation, He Xuanqi, armed with two swords, strode forward, the sword light in front of him was like a dragon, facing the monster beast that hit him, and dashed backwards.

Not only He Xuanqi alone, but beside him, there are also several Jianmen Disciples who asked Han Muye for advice last night.

The sword lights on these people’s hands are magnificent, forming a dazzling light, rolling forward.

Their imposing manner is not much weaker than Tang Chi’s team in the center.

“Boom—”

Tang Chi collided with the sword light in Tang Chi’s hand and the big man in front of him with the head of a tiger in black armor, Monster Race. Spiritual Qi and Monster Qi roared and collided around the two of them.

On the other side, He Xuanqi, who killed several monster beasts, also collided with a thin rat demon.

He Xuanqi suppressed the Monster Race with sword light with both hands, so that it could only resist with all his strength.

Today’s battlefield, at the beginning, is much more intense than yesterday.

Nine Mysteries Sword Sect has the tendency to counterattack.

In the distance, countless Western Border cultivators are looking at the front of the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect below.

“Boom—”

In the sky, a beam of black light turned into a giant beast of ten feet, and rammed towards Tang Chi’s location.

This black light giant beast looks like a black lion, flying down in mid-air, roaring with astral qi.

Core Formation Great Demon!

These Great Demons are invincible.

On the hillside where Nine Mysteries Sword Sect was stationed, an azure robe silhouette flew up to meet it.

“Lion Ming is also an old friend, so why bother with the little fellows?” Sun Mu, who had a shining sword light, smiled and swayed the sword light out.

“Om——”

Sun Mu’s sword light chopped up the dark cloud and black lion, revealing the big man with shaggy head and lion eyes.

“Old Sun head, Lao Tzu will tear down your bones sooner or later.”

The big man fiercely stared at Sun Mu, and held Sun Mu’s sword light with a long black stick in his hand.

The Core Formation great cultivator collided, and Monster Qi and sword light were scattered. Whether it was the Human Race cultivator or the monster beast below, they all consciously stayed away.

There is no other way, even if there are three or two sword light Monster Qi scattered, it can also kill a low-level cultivator.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, staring at the two Great Cultivators who were fighting.

The sword technique used by Sun Mu is simple, and every sword is a move of thousands hammers, hundred refinements.

The Great Demon named Lion Cry wields a long stick in his hand.

From the cultivation base to Core Formation, after condensing the Golden Core, Heavenly Dao Power is displayed in every gesture.

Cultivator or Monster Race, it’s more about Power of Heaven and Earth than it’s entirely on its own.

Watching the battle between two great cultivators, Han Muye gained a lot of new understanding of the fighting methods between the powerhouses.

Many pictures that were taken for granted before are slowly broken.

The battle on the second day also continued until sunset.

Sun Mu and Shiming tacitly closed their hands and returned to each other.

Below, those monster beasts are slowly turning around, driven by the Monster Race expert, and the Human Race cultivator is cleaning the battlefield.

“Senior Brother Han.” Sun Mu fell on the cliff and looked towards Han Muye.

He follows the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect rules, so he is called Sword Pavilion ruler.

“I know that Senior Brother Han and you Pill Dao have extraordinary skills and can make immortal grade Dan that is hard to find in Western Border.”

Sun Mu lowered his voice and glanced at Monster in the distance. Race direction.

“I want you to help me refine an immortal grade Dan,” he said with fighting intent in his eyes, said solemnly: “If I can kill the lions by surprise, I have confidence in the cultivation base. Go further.”

Speaking of this, a suppressed emotion flashed on his face: “I feel that there is a chance for a breakthrough.”

Breakthrough!

Sun Mu’s cultivation base has been stagnant for a hundred years, and there is no possibility of improvement.

didn’t expect Now he can feel the breakthrough opportunity.

Han Muye> nod” said: “I will pill concocting, but, I don’t have spiritual medicine in my hand

The medicine pill has also been refined in dantian.

Now he just wants to open the furnace, but he doesn’t have spiritual medicine.

“I have.”

Sun Mu took out a small cloth bag, carefully handed it over, and said softly, “This is the spiritual medicine needed for two pots of Ziyu Dan.”

“When I was breaking through, I took advantage of it, so God’s Soul Power is weak.”

“If there is an immortal grade Ziyudan,” Sun Mu clenched his fists. , with longing in his eyes.

As if thinking of something, he scratched his head and looked at Han Muye a little embarrassedly: “That, Senior Brother Han, I don’t have any treasure in my hand.”

Han Muye is about to speak Said he was willing to help him make it for free, but Sun Mu took out a small box.

“This is an ancient sword pill that I got.”

“There are fewer people using the sword pill now. You keep this sword pill as a plaything. Enjoying it, or smelting it, you can also get a lot of high-quality spirit materials.”

Jianwan.

Han Muye’s eyes fell on the uncovered box.

In the box is a pale red jade pill with a faint sword light on it.

The moment Sun Mu took out the small box, the two sword pills in Han Muye dantian had already vibrated gently.

This is one of Yuan Tian’s Sword Venerable forty-eight-week Heavenly Sword pills!

Inhaling a breath, Han Muye reaches for the small box and bag of spiritual medicine.

“Okay, I’ll help you refine the Purple Jade Pill.”

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and drew out the formation plate, the Spirit Stone was pressed into it, and the aura rose and turned into light screen.

Isolated by the light curtain, Han Muye’s eyes fell on the small box in his hand.

The third sword pill!

I really didn’t expect to get the three sword pills from the ancient Western Border sword cultivator so quickly.

I wonder if I have a chance to reproduce the sword array that sweeps away the whole world?

To calm down, Han Muye put away the small box first.

He promised to help Sun Mu make medicine pills. Naturally, he should do this first.

“Bang——”

The pill furnace is spinning, sword qi is thrown into the pill furnace, and various spiritual medicines for refining Ziyudan are floating in front of him.

Han Muye has an unspeakably imposing manner on display.

This is the confidence that comes from in the bones.

Pill concocting, he is serious.

Spiritual medicine is put in, sword qi is put into the furnace to decompose medicinal power and smash impurities.

The whole process is orderly and steady like Old Dog.

After one hour, the pill furnace vibrates, with three brilliant pills dripping and spinning.

He raised his hand to collect the pill, three purple jade pills surrounded by aura in his palm.

He only used one pot of spiritual medicine this time, so naturally he only had three pills.

Two pieces were put away, and the remaining one was filled in a jade bottle. Han Muye waved his hand to remove the light curtain excited by the array.

“How?”

Sun Mu, who was standing outside her husband, hurriedly spoke.

Han Muye smiled slightly.

Sun Mu stretched out his hand and patted his forehead and said, “Hey, if you really care about it, it’s messed up.”

Han Muye smiled and handed the jade bottle over, and said softly, “Fortunately, it’s not humiliating. “

It’s done!

Sun Mu took the jade bottle with trembling hands and held it tightly, as if afraid that the jade bottle would run away.

“many thanks, many thanks.” Sun Mu cupped Han Muye again and again, then turned around and left.

Han Muye had seen this kind of joyful appearance from the expert Guan Chaosheng, a loose cultivator, as early as the last time he refined the Purple Jade Pill.

Anyone who wastes a hundred years will not calm down at this time.

Watching Sun Mu leave, Han Muye raised the light curtain of the array disk and took out the small box.

He reached out and held the sword pill in it.

Spiritual Qi and sword qi are poured into the sword pill.

“Om—”

Jianwan rang out, and one after another aura began to flow.

This sword pill is the best preserved among the three sword pills, and the sword qi has been refined all the time.

Unlike the first sword pill, it has been lost for countless years.

It’s not like the second sword pill, it just fell directly to the ground and was wrapped in a layer of spiritual mine.

sword qi entered the sword pill, and a picture appeared in Han Muye’s mind.

“Boom—”

“You cultivators, don’t even want to leave today.”

In the cold voice, a man wearing Azure robe, the young man with a jade belt around his waist stepped out slowly.

As soon as the young man raised his hand, a slightly illusory sword light appeared.

“Sword of Divine Soul!”

“Sword Pavilion inheritance!”

Han Muye couldn’t help but let out a low voice.

(End of this chapter)