Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Novel - Chapter 123

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Patriarch Tao Ran wants to learn the Sword Qi Alchemy Technique?

Han Muye hesitated.

Didn’t this patriarch say that it’s not difficult to use sword qi to refine pills but it’s just not worth it?

Seeing that Han Muye was looking at him, Patriarch Tao Ran coughed lightly and said in a low voice, “There’s a little alchemy pavilion in Mushen City. There are many alchemy books and prescriptions stored inside. It’s a famous alchemy holy land in the Western Frontier.”

For alchemy cultivators, they naturally wanted to go in and take a look.

Patriarch Mu did not refuse.

However, he set a rule.

To enter the Little Alchemy Pavilion, he needed to refine a supreme-grade pill.

This pill was chosen by drawing lots in the Little Alchemy Pavilion. When he could refine this pill into a supreme-grade pill, he could enter the Little Alchemy Pavilion to read the pill formulas for a day.

The single day was not to be underestimated. Countless alchemy cultivators were fighting for the opportunity to read the formulas for a day.

The rules of the Mu Family’s Patriarch seemed simple, but whether or not one could refine a supreme-grade pill depended on luck.

Since the establishment of the Little Alchemy Pavilion 300 years ago, there had been fewer than 100 alchemists who passed the test.

Some of them were lucky enough to draw the pills they were good at.

However, the alchemy cultivators of the Western Frontier did not object to the rules of the Mu Family’s Patriarch.

If one couldn’t even refine a supreme-grade pill, what was the use of going to the Little Alchemy Pavilion?

In addition, the Mu family’s patriarch was a rare alchemy master in the Western Frontier who could refine a fifth-grade pill. Not many people in the Western Frontier would offend him.

“I wonder what pill you drew, Patriarch?”

Hearing Patriarch Tao Ran’s explanation, Han Muye asked with a smile.

It was obvious that Patriarch Tao Ran wanted to refine a supreme-grade pill so that he could enter the Little Alchemy Pavilion.

Patriarch Tao Ran sighed and said in a low voice, “At that time, the back of my hand drew a peak eighth-grade Void Meridian Pill.”

The Void Meridian Pill was a peak eighth-grade medicinal pill. It was even more precious than the Spirit Fusion Pill. It was the most useful medicinal pill for Foundation Establishment cultivators when they stepped into the Meridian Opening Realm.

When a cultivator reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment realm, they would consume this pill and obtain the Virtual Meridian Opening Realm.

Although this realm was only virtual and only lasted 15 minutes, it was enough.

It was just like how a half-step into the Heaven Realm would not allow one to appreciate what it was like. If one did not enter the Earth Realm, the Foundation Establishment would always be the Foundation Establishment.

Using the Void Meridian Pill to comprehend the power of the Meridian Opening Realm and the Earth Realm would be much simpler in the future.

According to statistics, 80% of the cultivators who had consumed the Void Meridian Pill could step into the Earth Realm.

This ratio was really quite a lot.

Of course, such pills were naturally precious.

The Void Meridian Pill was known as the most expensive eighth-grade pill.

It was also the most difficult eighth-grade pill to refine.

Firstly, spiritual herbs were difficult to obtain, and the few main herbs were very rare. Secondly, refining this pill required an extremely deep understanding of the Foundation Establishment and Meridian Opening realms.

“I can refine supreme-grade pills, but it’s really difficult to say that they’re supreme-grade.” Patriarch Tao Ran shook his head and said regretfully.

Hearing his words, Han Muye smiled bitterly and said, “Patriarch, I only use sword qi to refine pills. It’s just Cloud Qi Pills and Essence Energy Nurturing Pills.

In terms of alchemy, I’m afraid I’m only at the level of an ordinary apprentice.”

This was not him being humble. He had relied on trickery to refine pills and had not undergone systematic training.

The Cloud Qi Pill was a top-notch ninth-grade pill, while the Spirit Accumulation Pill was an eighth-grade pill. It was not a very high-grade pill.

However, given time and opportunity, he was confident that his alchemy cultivation would not be too bad.

After all, his comprehension was heaven-defying.

“Patriarch, how about this? I’ll observe you while you refine one or two batches of Void Meridian Pills. If I can help you refine supreme-grade pills, I’ll discuss it with you. How about that?”

Without comprehending the refinement method of the Void Meridian Pill, Han Muye did not dare to guarantee that he could help Patriarch Tao Ran.

Patriarch Tao Ran nodded and said, “Alright, then let’s go to the Alchemy Pavilion tomorrow. I’ll refine two cauldrons of Void Meridian Pills for you to take a look.”

“Coincidentally, I don’t have any spiritual herbs to refine the Void Meridian Pills.”

The spiritual medicine of the Void Meridian Pill was precious, so it was normal for Patriarch Tao Ran not to have it.

Seeing that Patriarch Tao Ran had agreed, Han Muye changed the subject and asked with a smile, “Patriarch, how was your trip to the Bright Mountain Sword Sect?”

Hearing his words, a smile appeared on Patriarch Tao Ran’s face.

“Kid, why else would I say that you have a lot of opportunities?

Yang Dingshan has already agreed to come to my Nine Mystic Sword Sect personally after some time.”

This was good news.

Yang Dingshan was the master of the Ming Mountain Sword Sect. If he came to the Nine Mystic Mountain, it would symbolize an alliance between the two sects.

This would give the Wind Spirit Sword Sect immense pressure.

At that time, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect would have another bargaining chip.

Thinking of the chips, Han Muye couldn’t help but sigh.

Not long ago, he had viewed the fighting among low-level disciples and the wastage of various resources as bargaining chips for the two sects.

It was not good to objectify life and treat life and death with contempt.

Han Muye warned himself in his heart that he must not walk in the path of indifferent cultivation.

“Don’t worry, the Sect Master will definitely reward you for this.” Seeing that Han Muye was silent, Patriarch Tao Ran smiled and said.

Reward.

The Sect Master’s reward must be precious.

Definitely not empty words, right?

After chatting for a while, the Sword Pavilion Elder waved his hand and said, “You’ve just broken through to the Qi Condensation Realm. Go to the secret place of the sect to stabilize your cultivation first.”

The sect’s secret place was a spiritual land.

Han Muye had yearned for this spiritual land for a long time. When he heard the Sword Pavilion Elder’s words, he bowed quickly and went downstairs.

Seeing him walk downstairs, the Sword Pavilion Elder smiled and said, “How is his temperament?”

Patriarch Tao Ran nodded and said indifferently, “I think Huang Six is calmer than him.”

At this point, he turned to look at the Sword Pavilion Patriarch. “If you really want to take in a disciple, you have to hurry.

I saw this kid hanging out with Old Monster Tu at the auction.

No matter what, Old Monster Tu is the number one sword cultivator in the Western Frontier. If he takes a fancy to this kid’s comprehension talent, you won’t be able to win.”

The number one sword cultivator in the Western Frontier, Tu Sunshi.

The old man who helped to bring in customers to the shop and only earned two middle-grade spiritual rocks at a time was actually the number one sword cultivator in the Western Frontier, Master Tu Sun.

Hearing Patriarch Tao Ran’s words, the Sword Pavilion Elder’s expression did not change. He chuckled and said, “This kid will never acknowledge Tu Sunshi as his master.”

Patriarch Tao Ran looked curious.

“Don’t forget that he has already cultivated Mo Yuan’s Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords.

He also cultivated the Sword Nurturing, Sword Condensing, and Sword Techniques of the Sword Pavilion.”

The elder of the Sword Pavilion said proudly, “In terms of the magnificence of the sword technique, I’ve never seen anything that surpasses the Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords.

In terms of sword intent, can anyone in the Western Frontier surpass my Sword Pavilion?

The inheritance of the Tai Yi Sword Sect and Tu Sunshi are all empty. Only the endless sword qi in the Sword Pavilion is real.”

Patriarch Tao Ran smacked his lips and muttered something.

…

Han Muye walked down from the Sword Pavilion and saw Huang Six sitting in a daze behind a long table.

“Sixth Brother, are you thinking about Sixth Sister-in-law again?” Han Muye teased.

Huang Six turned his head and shook his head. He said gloomily, “If I had gone to Luo Yuan City with you, would I have gotten the jade bones of this great cultivator?”

So that’s what this is about.

Han Muye glanced at him and thought to himself, If you had gone with me, I’d probably be the one who got the jade bones.

After all, Huang Six had no cultivation at all. When he was in danger, he would need Han Muye’s help.

“Forget it, forget it. I’ve already decided not to cultivate. What’s the use of this jade bone?” Huang Six waved his hand and a smile appeared on his face.

“Kid Han, not bad. Now that the Sword Pavilion is so prosperous, I’ll have to depend on your support in the future.”

The two elders of the Sword Pavilion were in charge, and Sword Protector Lin Shen had a great opportunity to obtain the jade bone body of a great cultivator. As long as he refined and mastered it, he would at least be a half-step into the Heaven Realm.

The gatekeeper, Lu Gao, cultivated the Soldier Sword Technique and used the sword as his eye. Once he was familiar with it and grasped its power, he would be at least an Earth Realm expert.

In the Little Sword Pavilion, so many high-end combatants had gathered.

Han Muye smiled but said nothing.

Gao Xiaoxuan was a sword spirit. Even the inseparable little white fox was the reincarnation of a great demon.

He would not say that he had already stepped into the Qi Condensation Realm.

Huang Six would be even more depressed.

“Sixth Brother, I’m going to the inner sect.” Without saying that he was going to the secret place, Han Muye bade farewell and walked out of the Sword Pavilion.

The secret place was at the peak of the Nine Mystic Mountain, not close to the Sword Pavilion.

As Han Muye advanced, he sensed the changes in his cultivation.

After stepping into the Qi Condensation Realm, the spiritual energy in his dantian increased by nearly 10 times.

It was not only the quantity, but the density of the spiritual energy was also much more condensed.

If it was a disciple who cultivated step by step, there was indeed a gap between the Qi Condensation Realm and the Human Realm.

It was no wonder that most sects designated Human Realm as the outer sect and Qi Condensation as the inner sect.

Only by condensing one’s qi could one truly fly.

Sensing the change in his cultivation, Han Muye immediately felt extremely heroic.

He wished he could immediately go to the Demonstration Building and learn all kinds of cultivation techniques and spells that could be cultivated at the Qi Condensation Realm.

“Senior Brother Han!”

“What are the odds?”

Han Muye turned around and saw a few white-robed disciples.

Qiao Qing’er and a disciple named Huo Ping.

The five of them looked delighted.

“Inner sect? Congratulations.” Han Muye nodded with a smile.

“Senior Brother Han, you said that you would help me choose a good sword when I receive it.” Qiao Qing’er looked at Han Muye with a happy expression.

“We’ve all heard about Senior Brother Han’s ability to choose a sword.” The other disciples also laughed.

The only one with a complicated expression was Huo Ping.

His Dao heart was almost messed up when he fought Jiang Han.

He could not even withstand a hundred attacks from the outer sect.

Later on, during the sect gathering, they accepted missions and fought a few battles on the stage. Only then did they realize that their cultivation and combat strength were actually comparable to more than 80 experts from the outer sect.

Only then did Huo Ping regain his confidence.

It was not that he was not strong, but that outer sect disciples were too strong.

This time, they were able to step into the inner sect before reaching the Qi Condensation Realm because they had completed several demon-slaying missions with the help of their master’s senior brothers and accumulated enough merit points.

With sufficient aptitude, there were people in the sect who valued it. Cultivation was indeed not something that those without aptitude and connections could compare to.

Thinking of this, Huo Ping felt a trace of pride in his heart.

When he looked up at Han Muye, his expression was much better.

This Senior Brother Han of the Sword Pavilion was quite famous, but wasn’t he still a sword caretaker?

How could his inner sect clothes compare to his own?

Han Muye had just broken through to the Qi Condensation Realm and was in a good mood. He chatted happily with Qiao Qing’er and the others along the way.

According to Qiao Qing’er and the others, the demon slaying mission seemed to be like a vacation. As long as they were well stationed and the senior brothers beat the demon beasts half to death, they would go up and bleed them.

He really had a good senior brother. He was just different.

Everyone walked forward and was almost at the peak of the mountain.

“Eh, Senior Brother, are you also going to register your identity in the inner sect guardian hall?” Qiao Qing’er asked curiously.

“I’m afraid Senior Brother Han won’t have the chance to register. He’s a sword caretaker.” Huo Ping said in a regretful tone.

When they were chatting just now, he had chimed in and successfully got to know Han Muye.

After all, he was about to go to the Sword Pavilion to receive his sword. Self-respect was not as important as a good sword.

Hearing Huo Ping’s words, Han Muye nodded and pointed to a small path. “I’m indeed not going to the inner sect guardian hall to register my identity. I’ll go over there.”

He walked up the path and had only taken a few steps when two green-robed figures flashed over.

“This is a secret place of the sect. Only true disciples are allowed to enter!”

Han Muye raised his hand and waved a small bronze card.

“An official token?”

“Please!”

Qiao Qing’er and the others did not come back to their senses until Han Muye’s figure disappeared from the path.

Did I hear wrongly just now? Huo Ping’s face was a little dazed.

This expression was a little similar to when he was defeated by Jiang Han.