MTL - Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion-Chapter 5 My generation sword cultivator, invincible at the same level

At noon, Huang Laoliu wandered back home with a smell of alcohol, a gourd that could hold three catties of wine in his hand.

As soon as he entered the gate of Jiange, he scurried to the front of the long desk, with an extremely strong body.

On the long table, there are three spirit stones.

He stretched out his hand to touch and wipe the Lingshi, and Huang Laoliu cracked his mouth: "You can do it, Boy Han. After all the hard work in the Jiange, the Lingshi will be credited."

As he spoke, he stuffed one spiritual stone into his arms and pushed the other two in front of Han Muye.

The unwritten rules of the sword pavilion are beneficial, and the sword watcher will divide the account by three or seven.

At present, there are only Han Muye and Huang Laoliu here. Han Muye collected ten spirit stones and gave them three to Huang Laoliu.

"Keep it, you will need it soon."

Hearing his words, Han Muye smiled and shook his head: "This is yours, Sixth Brother, I have already taken my share."

Received?

Aren't all the three pieces on the table?

"Ten spirit stones? Which one is the big one—" Huang Laoliu widened his eyes, looked at Han Muye, and said in a low voice, "Don't be an elder, a direct descendant, an elite from the inner sect, these people's spirit stones are not easy to obtain."

Huang Laoliu had told Han Muye about the rules of the sword pavilion before. It's okay to point out the benefits, but you must have eyesight.

Not to mention the elders in the sect, the direct disciples of the sword sect and the elite disciples in the inner sect all have a promising future. If you knock on the spiritual stone of these people, you may be stumped when they become prosperous.

Although most people who watch swords do not live long, they can live longer if they are not in good balance, but they will be settled by the autumn queen.

Hearing Huang Laoliu's words, Han Muye waved his hand with a smile, and spread out the book in front of him: "One hundred outside doors, Jiang Han."

"One hundred for the outer door? You can scrape ten spiritual stones from such a guy..." Huang Laoliu put away all the spiritual stones on the table, muttered a few times, and then carried the wine gourd into his hut.

Just when he arrived at the door, he turned around and said, "I'll come to guard the Jiange in the afternoon. You can go to the door and walk around. It's good to have some knowledge."

Speaking of this, he paused and said, "Seven spirit stones, you can go to the Pill Hall to buy two solid pills."

"This medicine pill can make your muscles and bones strong, and you can live a few more days under the erosion of sword energy."

"Okay, thank you sixth brother." Han Muye smiled and cupped his hands.

Seeing Huang Laoliu shaking his head and walking away, Han Muye didn't know whether he really cared about him or whether he wanted to guard the Jiange Pavilion in the afternoon to see if he could catch a fat sheep or two.

But being able to walk out of the sword pavilion was exactly what Han Muye thought.

He sneaked into the Nine Profound Sword Sect, but he didn't really want to live in the sword pavilion and wait to die.

Han Muye ate at the nearest dining hall at noon, but Han Muye did not return to the sword pavilion.

There are hundreds of thousands of people up and down the Jiuxuan Sword Gate. The Jiuxuan Mountain stretches up and down for hundreds of miles and is divided into different areas. There are thousands of dining halls where the disciples eat.

Nearly 100,000 chores came to take care of the disciples in the sect.

Han Muye didn't immediately go to the Pill Hall that Huang Laoliu mentioned, but inquired along the way and found the Chuan Gong Hall where the new disciples practiced.

The outer sect disciples do not have their own masters, and they all practice in the transmission halls everywhere. After three years, those with outstanding aptitude can enter the inner sect.

Of course, three years is the shortest period, and the longest period is ten or eight years in the outer sect, even as a Tsing Yi outer sect disciple for a lifetime.

When Han Muye arrived at the Chuan Gong Hall, there were already twos and threes of young disciples practicing martial arts and sharpening their muscles.

On the bluestone square with a radius of 100 meters, there are all kinds of stone locks, iron chains, and long and short weapons.

Not all disciples of Jiuxuan Jianmen learn swords, so they can't help but use other weapons.

Han Muye glanced at these disciples and shook his head slightly.

Rotten.

The tricks are bad, and the learning is even worse.

He is not interested in this kind of thing.

"Teacher Lin is here!"

After only half a circle, the sound of drums came from the square, and a big man in a gray robe strode over.

This big man was wearing a gray military uniform, bronze complexion, thick hands and feet, and a big sword on his back.

He went straight to the stone steps of the Bluestone Square and sat down. A group of new disciples hurriedly sat in front of him, with their chests and backs raised, their eyes not squinting.

Han Muye looked for a place to the side and sat down.

"Yesterday, I taught you the basics of boxing and kicking. You have to practice diligently and train your muscles and bones. Today, the Japanese instructor will teach you a swordsmanship."

When I heard that swordsmanship was going to be taught, everyone sitting cross-legged had their eyes lit up.

Didn't you come to Jiuxuan Jianmen just to learn swords?

Han Muye also sat upright.

"Ahem, before I teach you swordsmanship, I'd like to introduce you to the inheritance of my Nine Profound Sword Sect."

With a light cough, Coach Lin straightened his body with a solemn expression.

Han Muye knew that this was an inevitable process before all sects taught the arts.

Ideology is shaped, the sense of honor of the sect is condensed, and the collective consciousness is cultivated. This is more important than teaching swordsmanship.

Otherwise, no matter how good the practice method is, how can you teach the white-eyed wolf to do it?

Instructor Lin's voice was loud, and he enthusiastically introduced the glorious achievements of the Nine Profound Sword Sect. Hearing the following disciples almost screamed.

Not to mention, from Han Muye's ears, the Nine Profound Sword Sect is really awesome.

Among the Western Borders of the Profound Sky World, one of the top nine sects, the four top kendo sects in the Western Border, the Nine Profound Swordsmen ranked third, not considered the bottom.

There are countless tens of thousands of miles in the western border, and there are as many sects as the hair of a cow. To be able to become the top sect among them, you can see the strength.

Cultivation in the world is divided into three realms, nine heavens, human realms, earth realms, and heaven realms. In each realm, there are three small cultivation realms.

Among the Nine Profound Sword Sect, there are several strong men who have stepped into the heavenly realm.

"Do you think kendo practitioners are the same as ordinary martial arts practitioners?"

Teacher Lin's face was full of arrogance. UU reading www.uukanshu.com looked around and shouted loudly, "My sword cultivator is invincible at the same level—"

Invincible at the same level!

Such heroic words really made the blood of a group of new disciples boil with enthusiasm. I wish I could learn swordsmanship now, and then go out and be invincible at the same level.

"My kendo masters from Jiu Xuan Jianmen go out, and they are all those who can compete with one another and are honored as Sword Immortals."

The stout coach Lin spread his legs and stood on the stone steps, proudly raising his head.

"Of course, kendo is also one of the most difficult practices in the world."

Slowly pulling out the long sword behind him, there seemed to be a strange aura flowing from Teacher Lin's body.

"My Jiuxuan Jianmen swordsmanship is divided into five elements. Each inheritance starts from Xuanyuan swordsmanship and goes straight to the town school Jiuxuan. There are ten grades in total."

"Today, I will teach you a trick, Xuanyuan swordsmanship, cracking rocks!"

The voice fell, and the great sword was raised high and slashed heavily.

"Boom—"

The stone fence in front of the bluestone square cracked and turned into two halves!

The rubble was flying, and the group of new disciples sitting in front were so frightened that they rolled and crawled and fled in a hurry.

Coach Lin laughed and swung his sword horizontally, turning the hilt forward.

"Can you understand?"

"Who will demonstrate it?"

clear?

Demonstration?

All the disciples shook their heads.

I just watched the performance just now, how could I understand how this sword was cut.

Teacher Lin frowned. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard someone speak.

"Teacher Lin, I want to give it a try."

He turned his head to look, and saw Han Muye strode forward, raised his hand, and lightly grabbed the hilt of the great sword he handed out.