The Sword Pavilion of the Outer Courtyard, the Sword Tower of the Inner Courtyard and the Sword Pond of the Main Hall are known as the Three Wonders of the Martial Arts Hall.

The inheritance of the entire lecture hall is concentrated in these three treasure places, which are also the foundation of the lecture hall, and almost all the exercises and supernatural powers, plus the supreme perception of the sages of the past dynasties, are all left in these three treasure places.

Whether it is an outer court disciple, an inner court disciple, or a core disciple, only if you can be in these three treasure lands can you learn real things.

When Yu Han came to the Sword Pavilion, he was already on the rise, not because he was deliberately late, but because of Ding Jin's timidity, Yu Han wasted a lot of time and tongue.

"Look, I'll just say it, none of the senior brothers who came with us came, everyone knows what's going on, and no one wants to touch this mold!" Ding Jin looked at the deserted gate of the Sword Pavilion and couldn't help but say.

Yu Han smiled faintly and patted Ding Jin's shoulder: "That big rooster of your martial arts is not simple, if it is just an ordinary martial spirit, how can it face the coercion of the aura of many martial arts when they appear, and dare to crow, don't let it be buried!"

Ding Jin was stunned, this sentence was not just said by Yu Han, when he was a miscellaneous disciple, he was enlightened by a mysterious person, so he condensed his martial spirit in just two years.

However, he didn't expect it to be this level of martial arts, which gave him a headache.

Later, the mysterious man found him again and said something, which was roughly the same as what Yu Hanshi said.

Ding Jin was surprised, how could Yu Han see this, so he looked at Yu Han differently, as if he wanted to see Yu Han through.

Yu Han smiled dumbly: "If you have any doubts in your heart, accompany me into the Sword Pavilion, there are all the things you want to know." ”

Ding Jin nodded heavily as if he had made a lot of determination, and said, "I'll give up my life!"

"That's not going to happen!" Yu Han laughed and took the lead towards the door of the Sword Pavilion.

The Sword Pavilion is a huge attic, shrouded in clouds and mist, with a bit of aura, it is because of the formation laid down by the strong man of the martial arts hall, from the outside, there is a simple temperament.

The elder guarding the Sword Pavilion just checked the identity cards of the two of them and let them go, then looked at their backs and shook his head slightly.

Passing through a ten-zhang corridor, it is where the book collection of the Sword Pavilion is located.

It's just that they only walked halfway through this long corridor, and they couldn't go down.

The two disciples of the family stood in front of them, with a somewhat disdainful smile on their faces, and looked at the two of them mockingly.

"There are disciples of my family who are comprehending swordsmanship, you should take a detour!" one of the disciples waved his hand, as if to drive away flies.

Yu Han's eyes flickered, and then he smiled: "There is only this one way, and other roads will not work!"

The two disciples of the family couldn't help but sneer again and again when they heard this: "There are really people who don't understand the rules! I remember you, you are the waste wood among the third-class disciples, and the martial arts seem to be a grass, right? With your qualifications, entering the Sword Pavilion is a complete waste, I can stand here and speak, I have already given you a lot of face, do you have to let you go directly?"

As soon as these words came out, Ding Jin couldn't help but be a little scared, and subconsciously took two steps back.

The mocking smiles on the faces of the two family disciples intensified.

A smile appeared on the corner of Yu Han's mouth, and instead of retreating, he walked over to the two of them: "When we entered the outer courtyard, the elder once said that third-rank disciples can also enter the Sword Pavilion every ten days, today is just ten days, we have very few opportunities, if you let me leave, I will leave, isn't it very cost-effective?"

"Then I'll have to give you a ride!" a family disciple took a step forward with a sneer, and reached out with one hand, heading towards Yu Han's shoulder.

Yu Han's shoulders sank slightly, slightly deflected in one direction, avoiding this grasp, and then his true qi instantly condensed on his shoulders, and he lifted it fiercely, and there was a faint light on his shoulders, which happened to hit the wrist of this family disciple.

The disciples of the family roared in pain, the sound of bones shattering, and they hugged their arms and screamed miserably, and there were already beads of sweat rolling on their foreheads.

"Do you dare to do anything to us? Do you know who is inside? It is Guo Ao, a genius disciple of my Guo family's generation!" Another family disciple saw Yu Han injuring his companion with a single look, and he was shocked by the strength of the other party, and said with some inwardness.

"I just entered the Sword Pavilion to cultivate according to the rules of the outer courtyard, as for beating people, Ding Jin also saw it, I didn't do it, he did it first!" Yu Han's eyes flashed with essence, and he pointed to Ding Jin beside him.

Ding Jin looked at Yu Han like a monster, and his heart turned over for a while, isn't he a martial artist of a grass? How can he be so powerful.

I vaguely remember that the young man who was knocked off his wrist was originally condensed with the martial spirit of a gibbon monkey, and the grade was so different, how could this result occur?

So he just nodded dumbly.

"In short, it's not right for you to hurt my family disciple!" The disciple couldn't help but reprimand when he saw Yu Han's words soften.

Yu Han glanced at him lightly, and the essence in his eyes made the other party palpitate: "If you dare to continue to stop it, you will end up like him, if you don't believe it, you can try it!"

After saying that, he strode towards the two of them.

The family disciple's face changed greatly, he picked up the injured disciple, staggered back, and said angrily: "You wait, Senior Brother Guo is comprehending swordsmanship, and when he comes out, you must look good!"

Yu Han looked at the backs of the two of them fleeing, and then smiled: "Look at them, they have nothing to be afraid of, as long as you are better than them and you are more ruthless than them, they will also be very afraid." ”

"But...... Will we be in trouble?" Ding Jin asked with some caution.

Yu Han crossed the corridor in a few steps, but his voice came over: "No trouble, how to grow?"

Ding Jin stood in place, as if he had sensed something, his eyes changed from initial panic to determination, and then he held his head high and walked into the Sword Pavilion with Yu Han's footprints.

As soon as he entered the Sword Pavilion, there was immediately a quaint Dao rhyme rushing towards him, and all kinds of exercises and swordsmanship were neatly placed on the bookshelf, and even a needle could be heard falling down.

"As soon as you enter the Sword Pavilion, you will be forbidden to sword soldiers. Comprehend each other, don't disturb it!"

This is the rule of the Sword Pavilion, that is, after entering here, no one is allowed to do anything, each can comprehend the supernatural powers or exercises they need, and no one is allowed to point out to each other, or even disturb each other.

If there is such a person, the elders of the Lecture Martial Hall will personally lower the punishment, no matter who you are, the lightest thing is to abolish the cultivation and expel the Lecture Martial Hall.

Therefore, it was very quiet inside, although there were quite a few people, but no one paid attention to the surrounding situation and who came, and they all used their hearts to comprehend the supernatural power exercises in their hands.

Even the two people who clashed before were much more honest, just throwing a resentful gaze towards Yu Han, but they no longer dared to be arrogant.

Yu Han glanced around, and his swordsmanship was placed in a row of stone boxes made of stone walls closest to the east side.

The entire stone wall was carved with strange totems, and before I got closer, I felt a sharp aura.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the sword river in his body actually began to tremble slightly, as if he was attracted by something.

Yu Han nodded towards Ding Jin, signaling that he could choose his own cultivation of the Divine Powers, while he walked towards the stone wall totem.

As he got closer, the restlessness of the sword river became more and more fierce.

"Could it be that Jianhe senses that there is an extraordinary swordsmanship here?" Yu Han pondered as he approached the stone wall, his gaze swept over the stone boxes placed on it.

All of them are extremely ordinary swordsmanship.

He opened one of them, his gaze swept like lightning, although his swordsmanship was good, it was much worse than the swordsmanship Xu Fei gave him before.

In this way, Yu Han kept rummaging in the stone box, and did not let go of every swordsmanship, and read through them all.

"There are a total of six hundred and eighty-three sets of swordsmanship supernatural powers, all of them are ordinary, there is nothing surprising about it, I don't even need to feel it, as long as I remember the above moves, I can use them! Moreover, it seems that these swordsmanship skills are not recognized by Jianhe!" Yu Han sighed.

Because he didn't have the desire to practice these swordsmanship, the sword intent in his body was also suppressed, and he was unwilling to comprehend these swordsmanship.

The sword river in his body was still constantly agitating, releasing a sense of urgency, which made Yu Han's gaze stagnate slightly.

"No, it must be something I'm missing, there won't be anything wrong with Sword River's feelings, then here, there must be other hidden swordsmanship. ”

Yu Han's gaze suddenly fell on the totem on the stone wall.

This stone carved totem, a vaguely visible figure, holding a long sword, driving the clouds.

However, something doesn't seem quite right.

Yu Han's pupils shrank, and the lines outlined on the totem were not rounded, but very jerky, as if they were forcibly joined together.

Puzzled, he touched an irregularity in the totem with his palm and pressed it gently.