"Hey, yes, yes." Lu Gao rubbed his hands, straightened his clothes, bowed to Huang Lao Liu, turned around and ran.

Huang Lao Liu shook his head, laughed, stretched out his hand to hold his chest, stood in front of the door of the Sword Pavilion, looked into the distance, and his face was dazed.

When there are no spirit stones in your pocket, you will be happy and full of dozens or hundreds of spirit stones in your heart.

Now he has four high-grade spirit stones in his arms, but he doesn't know what he can do.

"Perhaps, you can go and find two pills to enhance your physique, last time I was at the bottom of the mountain, I heard that there is a good pill that has eaten to replenish the kidney......"

……

In the quiet room, the wooden box in front of Han Muye had been uncovered.

In the wooden box was a three-foot-long sword that emitted the aura of gold and iron, cold and bone-chilling.

Reaching out, he slowly grasped the hilt of his sword.

"Hum—"

A faint sword roar.

The thick sword qi rushed straight into Han Muye's meridians, infusing the sea of qi.

There are thousands of wisps of sword qi contained in this long sword, and if it is someone else, just this sword qi enters the body, I am afraid that the meridians will be cut off.

As soon as the sword qi rushed into the sea of qi, it suddenly shook.

In Han Muye's empty sea of qi, one after another sword intents occupied all directions, and the strong power made these sword intents obediently restrained and fused into the sword intents with the same attributes.

At the same time as the sword qi was collected, Han Muye's mind also appeared a picture of this sword refining.

An old man with half of his shoulders swinging a hammer and smashing it again and again.

Molten iron splashed and firelight exploded.

Comprehend the method of forging and condensing.

Comprehend the Pleated Spirit.

Comprehend the Soul Forging Technique.

……

On this long sword, Han Muye actually comprehended five forging methods.

The head of the Cao family is indeed a master of refining, and all kinds of refining methods are at his fingertips.

After comprehending the forging technique, Han Muye let go of the long sword and put it in a wooden box.

As Huang Lao Liu said, for the time being, it was best for him not to refine this sword.

He already has three good swords in his hands, and no matter how much he has, it is also a burden.

This spirit weapon-level sword weapon can be used when it is appropriate to exchange it for something you need.

Pills, exercises, you can do it.

When Han Muye walked out of the quiet room, Huang Lao Liu and Lu Gao stood at the door of the Sword Pavilion and spoke in a low voice.

Huang Laoliu's expression was a little solemn.

Seeing Han Muye come out, Lu Gao hurriedly whispered, "Senior Brother Han, I heard the news from Elder Su Yuan. ”

Su Yuan and his disciples were trapped in Luyuan Mountain, thousands of miles away, and the elders of the Sword Pavilion went to the rescue.

Han Muye and the others had no idea which force made the move to stop Su Yuan and the others.

You must know that the Nine Xuan Sword Sect is in charge of a radius of 100,000 li, thousands of miles away, but it is the hinterland of the forces of the Nine Xuan Mountain.

Being surrounded in such a place by the elders of the family is a provocation to the majesty of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate.

The sect leader of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, Jin Ze, ordered the elders of the Sword Pavilion to come to the rescue, which was to save a sword to destroy the enemy and shock the Quartet.

By the way, breaking the sword of the Sword Pavilion Elder also made the big forces of all parties feel at ease.

These were all inferred by Han Muye from the confession of the Sword Pavilion Elder.

"It's the Tailing Sword Sect."

"Elder Mu Tieyang of the Tailing Sword Sect led several powerhouses in the sect to stop Elder Su Yuan."

"If it weren't for Elder Su Yuan and Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor joining forces to block Mu Tieyang's sword, I'm afraid the fire vein would have suffered a big loss this time."

"Mu Tieyang took out the voucher of the Sanqin Sword Sect as collateral with the spirit weapon of the Zhen Sect, and asked my Sword Gate to return the broken beam of the sword weapon."

Return the medium-grade spirit weapon?

Medium-grade spiritual weapons, in which sect are treasures.

"Actually, that broken beam was really from the Tailing Sword Sect at the beginning."

Huang Lao Liu shook his head and said softly: "Twelve years ago, in the Fierce Demon Valley, Qin Ci, the first enlightenment god of the Tailing Sword Sect, was killed by Tuoba Elder. ”

"Broken beam, it's Qin Ci's sword."

"The Sanqin Sword Sect paid a great price for this sword."

"By the way, the head of the Three Qin Sword Sect is called Qin Cliff."

Han Muye didn't expect that there were so many stories in this.

It's just that the Tailing Sword sent a Taishang to come to the Sword Gate within 10,000 miles, and the Sword Gate has no way to deal with it?

"Hey, the sect master is also ruthless enough, this time, I'm afraid I have moved the mind to kill Mu Tieyang." Huang Lao Liu sighed lightly and turned his head to look at the Sword Pavilion behind him.

The Sword Pavilion shines in the sun.

"The Nine Great Sects, the elders of the Taishang level, have not fallen in the past hundred years."

"If Mu Tieyang is killed, I'm afraid that the Western Xinjiang will be chaotic again."

Huang Lao Liu shrank his head and muttered: "Back then, the Sword Pavilion fell with three elders in a row, and the Western Frontier was all beaten into a sieve......

Not knowing what to think, he looked up at Han Muye.

Mo Yuan once said that in two hundred years, the three elders of the Sword Pavilion made a move.

The sword light is like a meteor, and the mountains and rivers collapse.

"Tailing Sword Sect, are you determined to fight against the Nine Xuan Sword Sect?" Han Muye frowned and said in a low voice.

Not necessarily, right?

It was to kill one of their masters at the beginning, and it was to rob them of the third position in the sword faction, but there is no need to be so serious, right?

"Brother Han, my Nine Xuan Sword Sect and the Wind Spirit Sword Sect, the second of the four major sword sects, are not very weak in strength." Huang Laoliu said.

The second of the four sword factions?

In this matter, there is still this big force to make a move?

"The three Taishang are thousands of miles out of the Nine Xuan Mountains, isn't it just to suppress the Quartet?"

Huang Lao Liu shook his head and said softly: "I don't know if this time, the Sword Pavilion Elder can return safely......

Lu Gao shook his head and muttered: "Anyway, when I inquired about the news, they all said it, and they all said ......."

Han Muye's eyes narrowed, and his gaze was cast into the distance.

This time, it was everyone who hoped that the Sword Pavilion Elder would use this sword.

The Nine Xuan Sword Sect wants to keep its light and prepare to damage a sword.

The Wind Spirit Sword Sect and the Tailing Sword Sect wanted to suppress the Nine Xuan Sword Sect's self-destructive strength.

No wonder the Sword Pavilion Elder would have a meal with everyone.

That meal was not his farewell to Huang Laoliu.

It's for himself.

Han Muye clenched his fists, only to feel an irrepressible emotion surging in his heart.

Practice.

It is like the elder of the Sword Pavilion, the Hundred Breaths Heavenly Realm.

In the end, you still can't control your life and death?

"Brother Han, this is the fate of our Sword Watcher."

"After asking for the Hundred Breaths Heavenly Realm, there will be this day." Huang Lao Liu shook his head and reached out to pat Han Muye's shoulder.

"If you don't want to go this way, leave, it's still too late."

"Elder Ruo Fall, the Sword Pavilion still has me on top."

Huang Laoliu's expression was sincere.

Han Muye knew that what he said was true.

As long as Han Muye retreats, Huang Lao Liu will definitely take the position in the Sword Pavilion.

Even if the promise of returning to the countryside with Lu Qingping failed.

"Sixth brother, isn't it that far." Han Muye squeezed out a smile on his face, and then took a deep breath.

"I'll go and inquire how the elders are doing."

Lu Gao's news is all from the outer door and miscellaneous servants, among which it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Han Muye felt that he had better go to Elder Su Liang and ask clearly.

This was the elder he was more familiar with.

"No matter what, we should do something about it, we can't watch the Elder fall."

"We're all sword watchers."

Han Muye returned to the quiet room, held a small wooden box, and when he walked to the door of the Sword Pavilion, he spoke in a low voice.

With that, he strode away.

"Brother Han, you are the real sword watcher, elder, you are not wrong." Huang Lao Liu looked at his back and sighed in a low voice.

"In such adversity, he can still have undiminished fighting spirit, Senior Brother Han, his heart is as strong as iron stone." Lu Gao clenched his fists, lowered his voice, and spoke low.