Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

5. My Swordsman Is Invincible At The Same Rank (Please Vote For Follow Up Reading)

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

As soon as he entered the gate of Jiange, he scurried to the front of the long case, and his body was extremely strong.

On the long table, there are three Spirit Stones.

Reaching out and rubbing Spirit Stones, Huang Laoliu cracked his mouth: “You can do it, boy Han, after all the hard work in Jiange, Spirit Stones will earn money.”

As he spoke, he shoved a piece of Spirit Stones into his arms and pushed the other two to Han Muye.

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

At present, there are only Han Muye and Huang Laoliu. Han Muye received 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 and said, “This is all yours, Brother Six, and I have already taken my share.”

Received?

Aren’t all the three pieces on the table?

“Ten pieces of Spirit Stones? Which one is taking advantage of it—” Huang Laoliu widened his eyes, looked at Han Muye, and said in a low voice, “Don’t be the elites of Elder, Inheritance, Inner Sect, these people’s Spirit Stones are not easy to get.”

Huang Laoliu 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 are all promising. If you knock on these Spirit Stones, 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 kept together, but they will be settled by Qiuhou.

Hearing Huang Laoliu’s words, Han Muye waved his hand with a smile, and spread out the book in front of him: “Outer Sect 100, Jiang Han.”

“One hundred Outer Sect? You can scrape ten Spirit Stones from such a guy…” Huang Laoliu put away all the Spirit Stones on the table, muttered a few times, and then carried the wine Calabash into his own hut.

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, and it’s good to have some knowledge.”

Speaking of this, he paused and said, “Seven Spirit Stones, you can go to Dantang to buy two solid Dan.”

“This Medicine Pill can make you stronger and stronger, and you can live a few more days under the erosion of Sword Qi.”

“Okay, thank you sixth brother.” Han Muye cupped hands with a smile.

Seeing Huang Lao Liu shaking his head and walking away, Han Muye didn’t know if he really cared about him or if 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 get out of the sword pavilion is 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.

Having eaten at the nearest dining hall at noon, Han Muye did not return to Jiange.

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

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

Han Muye didn’t go to the Dan Tang mentioned by Huang Lao Liu immediately, but inquired along the way and found the transfer power hall for new disciples to practice.

The Outer Sect disciples do not have their own masters, they all practice in the transfer power 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, and even a lifetime of Tsing Yi Outer Sect disciples.

When Han Muye arrived at the transfer power hall, there were already twos and threes of young disciples practicing Martial Skill there to sharpen their muscles.

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

Not all disciples of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect learned the sword, so they couldn’t help but use other weapons.

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

pulpy.

Bad moves, bad learning.

He’s not interested in this kind of stuff.

“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 cross-legged 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, this instructor will teach you a swordsmanship.”

Hearing that swordsmanship is going to be taught, everyone sitting cross-legged is full of eyes.

Come to Jiuxuan Jianmen, isn’t it just to learn swords?

Han Muye also sat up slightly.

“Ahem, before I teach you swordsmanship, I would 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 knows that this is an inevitable process before any Sect transfer power is taught.

The shaping of ideology, the cohesion of Sect’s sense of honor, and the cultivation of collective consciousness are more important things than teaching swordsmanship.

Otherwise, no matter how good the Cultivation Technique is, it will teach you what to do with the white-eyed wolf?

Coach Lin’s voice was loud, and he enthusiastically introduced the glorious achievements of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

But don’t say, from Han Muye’s ears, this Nine Profound Sword Sect is really awesome.

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

There are countless thousands of miles in the western Xinjiang, and there are as many Sects as the hair of a cow. It can become the top sect among them, which shows their strength.

The worldly practice is divided into three realms: Ninth Stage, Heaven, Human, Earth, and Heaven. In each realm, there is a Small Realm of Third Stage.

Among the Nine Profound Sword Gate, there are several strong men who have stepped into the heaven.

“Do you think kendo practitioners are the same as ordinary Martial Dao practitioners?”

Teacher Lin’s face was full of arrogance, he looked around, and shouted loudly: “My sword cultivator, the same rank is invincible—”

The same rank is invincible!

Such heroic words really made a group of new disciples enthusiastic, wishing they could learn swordsmanship now, and then go out to the same rank invincible.

“My kendo masters from Jiu Xuan Jianmen go out, and they are all able to compete with one another and are respected as Sword Immortals.”

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

“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 inheritance. Each inheritance starts from Xuanyuan swordsmanship and goes straight to the town school Jiuxuan, with a total of ten grades.”

“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 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?

demo?

All the disciples shook their heads.

I was just watching the performance just now, how can I understand how this sword was cut.

Lin Jiao frowned and was about to speak when he suddenly heard someone speak.

“Teacher Lin, I want to give it a try.”

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