The Ten Locking Spirit Arrays, the locked spiritual energy, is equivalent to the spiritual energy reserves stimulated by 100,000 spirit stones.

The cultivation world emphasizes chance, qualifications, and wealth.

Cultivating in this spiritual land, every time the spiritual energy is consumed and converted into spiritual stones, it is estimated that there are hundreds.

But who has ever seen a single cultivation cost 100,000 spirit stones?

Even if all the people in this spiritual land are true heirlooms, not everyone has a net worth of 100,000 spirit stones.

It's just that there are 100,000 spirit stones, take them out to practice, and practice once, but it's not a day?

"Bang-"

It was destroyed by the Locking Spirit Array below, and the two vortices shattered.

Lock the spirit array, lock the aura, and also avoid intrusion.

"Ahem, is this considered a soft pass on to this nineteenth concubine?" In the distance, under a large tree, someone turned to look at the others.

Soft?

That's a flaunting of wealth, right?

Everyone looked at each other, and their eyes showed intense curiosity.

What is the origin of this nineteenth heir?

Everyone around Mu Eryi looked at him.

Mu Eryi shook his head, and said with a somewhat dazed expression: "I only know that he is the sword watcher of the Sword Pavilion, and the rest, I really don't know......"

Sword watcher?

The sword watcher of the Sword Pavilion who wore inner door clothes and did miscellaneous work?

Is there such a rich sword watcher in the world?

"Mu Eryi, a sword watcher wants to save 100,000 spirit stones, I'm afraid he won't scrape all the sword-leading disciples in the Sword Gate?" Someone chuckled and shook his head.

Unbelief.

Mu Eryi didn't believe it himself.

But in the Elder's Mansion, this Han Nineteen did say that he came from the Sword Pavilion......

Outside Han Muye's house, several figures appeared.

These people have a dignified aura on their bodies, and they are all realm cultivators.

"Qi Thirteen, is this newcomer provoking the two of us?" A young man in a white brocade robe had a gloomy face and spoke in a low voice.

On the other side, a young man wearing a jade crown and a similarly unsightly face stared at the big house and said coldly, "I see if he is not ready to come out." ”

"Hehe, if a hundred thousand spirit stones explode, maybe it won't come out for a while." Another Chinese-faced man shook his head and said with a smile: "This is a retreat at your own expense?" ”

Isn't coming to the spiritual land just for the aura of the spiritual land, and consuming spiritual stones by yourself, what's the picture?

The others looked at each other, shook their heads, and dispersed.

Whether it's tempting or snatching aura, it's all harmless, but I didn't expect this nineteen heirs to react so violently, so that Qi 13 and Su 18, who made a move, couldn't come to the stage.

Newcomers were bullied when they came, and the elders investigated this matter, and everyone's faces were not good-looking.

"Hmph, let's talk about it when he comes out, it's a big deal to wait for him to come out, half of us will pay him for the spirit stone." Su Shiba, who was wearing a jade-colored brocade robe, snorted coldly, his body moved, and disappeared in place.

Qi Thirteen, who was wearing a jade crown, shook his head painfully, flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave.

In the courtyard of the big house not far away, Elder Taishang Zhang Zhihe showed a smile on his face, and while pruning the branches in front of him, he whispered to himself: "This kid, can't rub the sand in his eyes, or, stunned?" ”

……

Regardless of people's speculation, at this time, Han Muye's body had already been infused with countless spiritual energy, and he rushed straight into the illusory sword pill in his palm.

It was as if he hadn't eaten enough for countless years, and he didn't refuse the sword qi and aura that poured in.

"Hum—"

A quarter of an hour later, the sword pill that had already been voided shook and directly turned into nothingness.

reappeared, already in Han Muye's dantian.

As if the spiritual energy and sword qi in his dantian had found a breakthrough, they frantically poured into the sword pills.

It was really consumed too quickly, so he had to mobilize the sword qi and sword intent in the sea of qi and the divine treasure.

"Hum—"

The sword intent was infused, and the sword pill turned into a cyan handleless fusiform long sword in Han Muye's dantian.

The two ends of the sword blade are sharp, like a shuttle, the sword light is cold, and the slightest chill is condensed.

"When—"

When the Divine Soul Sword Qi landed on this handleless flying sword, there was a crisp sound, and countless images appeared in Han Muye's mind.

The incomparably precious original cold refined iron was quenched and polished, and then three thousand refined runes were engraved.

Comprehend the method of refining the Qingxiao Spirit Sword.

Kenmaru is just a colloquial name for a handleless flying sword.

These handleless flying swords, as well as various genres.

This one belongs to the Qingxiao Spirit Sword.

The Sword Pill Flying Sword was popular in ancient times, and there are not many in the cultivation world now.

The most important thing is the lack of aura, and it is rare to see such a strong person as a flying sword among cultivators.

Moreover, the sword pill refining method is complicated, and the spiritual materials consumed are precious, and few cultivators can afford it.

Anyway, Han Muye knew that the original cold essence iron that refined this sword pill would not be able to buy back half a catty if he sold him.

This is one of the best spiritual materials for refining magic weapons, and a few catties cannot be found in the entire Western Xinjiang.

The picture in his mind changed, and after Han Muye saw this sword pill take shape, it was refined by a black-robed middle-aged man, along with dozens of others.

It is worthy of the cultivation world of the ancient era, and there are dozens of such precious sword pills at a time.

Dozens of sword pills floated in the air, changing combinations, drawing a mysterious streamer.

Comprehend swordsmanship, hide the void.

This sword technique was performed with forty-eight sword pills at the same time, and the sword light flowed, and the body was surrounded by thousands of feet, all of which were shrouded.

Han Muye smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Forty-eight sword pills, he can't afford this sword technique.

Whether it is the sword qi and aura required by the sword pill or the imperial envoy sword pill, it is not something he can play.

However, if this kind of swordsmanship can be deduced and changed and transformed into his own swordsmanship, he may be able to innovate and make his swordsmanship more powerful.

In the picture in his mind, that sword path overhaul can be said to dominate the world with forty-eight sword pills, and no one can beat him.

In the picture, almost all of them are spectacular scenes of him killing strong enemies.

The mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and the opponent, whether it was a powerful law cultivator or an invincible sword cultivator, was hated under his sword pills.

The evil aura of these sword pills is also getting heavier and heavier.

The sword pill in the dantian continued to absorb the sword qi, and was tempered by the aura, and in his mind, the scene of the heavenly realm powerhouse fighting the world made Han Muye fascinated.

"Hum—"

The sword pill reververed, and in just a moment, the aura that burst out of the ten high-grade spirit stones had almost been absorbed.

"Boom-"

Han Muye did not hesitate, and directly exploded ten more top-grade spirit stones.

Outside the big house, the Locking Spirit Array, which had originally dissipated layer by layer, was propped up again.

"Huh-I take back my previous words, I can't see through this nineteen heirs." The young man who had said that the Nineteen Descendants were too tender had a solemn look on his face and spoke in a low voice.

The others nodded slightly.

Just now when they saw the Locking Spirit Array dissipate one by one, they already sensed that something was wrong.

The aura accumulated by 100,000 spirit stones, even if it is a cultivator who comes to the pill, it will take three or two heads to absorb it, right?

But how long has it been since it was consumed?

If you just consume it, there will be another 100,000 spirit stones.

Is this something that a disciple of the Sword Sect can do?

Even a Jiedan elder can't sustain this kind of consumption!

"Perhaps, he is cultivating an extremely strong method, maybe-" The eyes of the Chinese-faced man who reappeared in front of the big house flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Perhaps, he is sacrificing an extremely strong treasure." ”

Qi 13 and the others nodded, and their expressions were much more solemn when they looked at the big house.

Whether it is sacrificing treasures or cultivating methods, this kind of spiritual energy consumption shows that it is extraordinary.

By this means, this one is qualified to be compared with them.

"This kid is kind of interesting." Elder Taishang Zhang Zhihe put down the flower scissors in his hand, paced slowly, and walked out of the big house.

Han Muye was doing his best to refine the sword pill at this time, and he didn't care about outsiders at all.

The picture in his mind sounded, and that ancient sword cultivator seemed to be invincible for countless thousands of years before it declined.

All kinds of fights, endless chases, and finally forty-eight sword pills scattered, and the overhaul was nowhere to be found.

Yuan Tian Jianzun.

The name of the Great Friar.

Han Muye remembered this name.

When the picture reappeared, the owner of the sword pill had already turned into a long-bearded old man in a white robe.

"In the future, you will follow this seat, you are one of the predecessors of the Zhou Tian Sword Formation, I will call you Da Yan."

Big Rock.

This sword pill is the body of the sword spirit Great Rock Dao person.

An old Taoist named Chongyun can also be regarded as a free and easy person to carry this sword pill, and he can be a respected scattered cultivator.

Comprehend swordsmanship, no distance.

Watching the sword pill turn into a flying sword, under the guidance of the sword technique, flying for hundreds of miles, smashing the mountains, Han Muye had a faint sword aura rising from his body.

Pleased!

This kind of sword move is the means that sword cultivation should have.

It is not as rampant as Yuan Tian Jianzun, but it has a chic and agile sword cultivation, and a sword is thousands of miles away.

Looking at the way the Yundao people pointed their fingers with their hands and the sword light waved and closed, Han Muye remembered the picture of Master Mo Yuan's hands and fingers.

Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is actually a sword-like method of overhauling the Heavenly Realm.

Perhaps, in the dark, this is the way to simplify the way of swordsmanship?

That swordsmanship is hidden in the void is forty-eight sword pills, turned into Zhou Tian Sword Array, such a swordsmanship, the consumption is too great, it is difficult for future generations to spread.

On the contrary, the swordsmanship of the Chongyun Dao people is boundless, concise, smart, and the consumption is not so terrifying.

"Hum—"

Just when the ten top-grade spirit stones that burst out for the third time were exhausted, the sword pill shook, jumping lightly and spinning in Han Muye's dantian.

Kenmaru training is complete!

At the moment when the sword pill was thoroughly refined, in Han Muye's divine treasure, a phantom appeared.

"Thank you, little friend."

A white-bearded and white-robed Chongyun Dao person.

"Da Yan is a poor Dao's beloved sword weapon, give it to Xiaoyou today, I hope Xiaoyou can make good use of it."

"I have been reincarnated and rebuilt with Chongxiao Xiaoyou, maybe he will meet in the next year, and he can continue to have a chance."

After the white-bearded Daoist finished speaking, he bowed to Han Muye, and then his figure dispersed.

This is not a remnant soul residence, but a great monk's method, leaving only a soul shadow to leave a sound.

I didn't expect that Lin Chongxiao and the Chongyun Dao people still had the opportunity to be reincarnated and recultivated, so I don't know where they were reborn, and whether they could really meet again.

"Hum—"

The picture in his mind dissipated, and the sword pill in the dantian shook slightly, and instantly appeared in front of Han Muye.

Then, the sword pill the size of a pigeon's egg bloomed like a lotus flower, turning into a three-foot-long, dazzling handleless flying sword.

Seeing this flying sword flying silently in the big room, Han Muye had a smile on his face.

With this sword, the terrain can be fought.

If you can cultivate to the realm of the earth, then with this sword, you can be called invincible in the realm!

With a move of raising his hand, the flying sword fell directly on his palm, and then dissipated, returning to the dantian to recuperate.

This sword envoy is really a bit of a drain on aura and sword energy.

Just after flying in the void for a moment, he consumed the spiritual energy of dozens of spirit stones, as well as ten sword qi.

Ordinary people, the real emperor can't afford this flying sword.

However, this kind of consumption is really nothing to Han Muye.

He is not bad for spirit stones, and he is not bad for sword qi.

It's just the depletion of the divine soul power, which gives him some headaches.

I hope that when I go to Mushen City, I can find the elixir that nourishes the soul from the hands of the ancestor of the Mu family.

Spiritual energy cultivation is also a good elixir, although the spiritual energy burst out of the spiritual stone is rich, it is too damaging to the meridians, and it is not as gentle as the spiritual temperature of the best cloud qi pill.

As soon as he was fully dressed, Han Muye walked to the door and stretched out his hand to open the closed door.

"Han Nineteen, I've seen all the senior brothers, senior sisters."

Looking at the five figures scattered in front of the door, Han Muye chuckled and arched his hand.

The five people at the door nodded, all raised their hands, and bowed in return.

"Su XVIII."

"Qi thirteen."

"Lu Shi."

"Song Jiu."

"Li San."