Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Novel - Chapter 140

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“It’s him!”

“Mad Jiang!”

Someone let out a low cry.

The young people present did not know Jiang Ming and all revealed curious expressions.

“A hundred years ago, he was known as the most talented person in the younger generation of alchemy in the Western Frontier. Unfortunately, he went astray.”

“How should I put it? Back then, he became famous before he entered the Little Pill Pavilion and then he squandered his life. It was all fate.”

Looking at Jiang Ming who strode forward, those who remembered the story whispered to the people around them.

A hundred years ago, Jiang Ming had visited Mushen City as a rogue cultivator. His alchemy skills had won against several juniors of the Mu family, and he had received an audience with the Mu family’s patriarch

That time, Jiang Ming refined pills in public, and his pills reached the peak of Fine Grade.

The Mu family’s patriarch said that Jiang Ming’s alchemy talent far exceeded everyone else in the Mu family.

In front of the Little Pill Pavilion, everyone was prepared to witness the appearance of a new alchemy legend.

Snow Cleansing Pill.

When Jiang Ming refined a difficult pill like the Snow Cleansing Pill, the Mu family’s patriarch made an exception and gave him another chance.

However, Jiang Ming chose to refine the Snow Cleansing Pill.

From then on, there was one less legendary alchemist in the world.

A supreme-grade Snow Cleansing blocked Jiang Ming for a hundred years.

Looking at the dejected Jiang Ming, many people sighed softly.

Cultivation was like that.

After a hundred years, goodbye. This person was no longer a genius.

Few of the alchemy cultivators present today had Jiang Ming’s alchemy talent.

However, in a hundred years, there were many people whose alchemy cultivation would surpass Jiang Ming’s.

Jiang Ming stood in front of the square and reached out to stroke his hair. Then he bowed to the Mu family’s patriarch.

Looking at him, the Mu family’s patriarch sighed softly. “Jiang Ming, have you comprehended it after a hundred years?”

Jiang Ming laughed loudly. Holding the black pill furnace in his hand, he looked at Han Muye and said loudly, “I understand, I understand. I only understood today.”

In front of the patriarch, how could he be so arrogant and unrestrained?

Everyone around him shook their heads.

“Elder Mu, does the promise back then still count?” Ignoring the others, Jiang Ming turned to look at the Mu family’s patriarch.

The Mu family’s patriarch nodded and said indifferently, “The rules of the Little Pill Pavilion have never changed. If you extract the pill formula and refine it into a supreme-grade pill, the newly created pill formula will be qualified to be recorded. You can all enter the Little Pill Pavilion.”

These were the rules of the Little Pill Pavilion.

The rules had never changed since the Little Pill Pavilion was established three hundred years ago.

“Alright, Jiang Ming will refine the Snow Cleansing Pill again today.”

Jiang Ming smiled.

He had to refine the Snow Cleansing Pill.

Some of the people around had complicated expressions, some shook their heads and sighed, and some revealed faint mockery in their eyes.

How many centuries did cultivators have?

His great talent was wasted.

Jiang Ming raised his hand and pointed. The black pill furnace in his palm rumbled and turned into a foot tall, spinning.

A puff of green flame rose and enveloped the cauldron.

The flames were even and the flames converged.

“As expected of an alchemy genius from a hundred years ago. This fire control technique is indeed impressive.” Not far away, someone’s eyes lit up.

“So what? In the entire Western Frontier, those who can refine the supreme-grade Snow Cleansing Pill are all alchemy masters, right?” Someone whispered coldly.

Supreme-grade pills tested one’s control over the Pill Dao and luck.

“Hum—”

The pill furnace shook, and a faint spiritual light flickered on it.

This was the spiritual feeling of the pill furnace and the flames being extremely compatible.

From this, it could be seen that Jiang Ming’s fire control technique was superb.

Everyone was waiting to see how Jiang Ming would refine the pill.

“Bam—”

At this moment, Jiang Ming shook his palm and the flames were extinguished.

What does that mean?

A special way of refining pills?

Jiang Ming, who was being stared at by everyone, turned to look at Han Muye and said loudly, “Young Master, I’ve already borrowed your pill furnace. Can you lend me another set of spiritual herbs to refine the Snow Cleansing Pill?”

The furnace was borrowed?

An alchemist actually borrowed a pill furnace?

Also, he does not have the spiritual herbs to refine the Snow Cleansing Pill.

In the venue, many people did not know whether to laugh or cry.

How was it possible for him to refine a supreme-grade Snow Cleansing Pill without even preparing a spiritual herb?

That’s child’s play.

Everyone around him shook their heads gently.

The eldest son of the Mu family, Mu Tanzhi, frowned.

Today was the Mu family’s patriarch’s birthday. This person was being disrespectful.

Chang Ming, who was not far away, smiled and shook his head imperceptibly. Then he looked at Han Muye.

He did not know this person well, but he did not like him.

He was the one who was with Mu Wan, the genius female cultivator of the Mu family.

Just now, Mu Wan had asked the patriarch to refine pills for him and even said that she could refine immortal-grade pills. It was all thanks to this person’s guidance.

Could alchemy cultivation be accomplished with just some pointers?

Han Muye sensed Chang Ming’s gaze and looked up. He chuckled and turned to look at Jiang Ming.

Han Muye really did have the medicinal herbs for the Snow Cleansing Pill.

Previously, when he saw Jiang Ming refining the Snow Cleansing Pill from the Pill Furnace, Han Muye had gathered two sets of spiritual herbs and prepared to refine them into supreme-grade pills.

However, he had been too busy recently and did not have the chance to refine pills. The spiritual herbs were still in his storage ring.

He was not surprised that Jiang Ming had asked to borrow spiritual herbs from him.

He had already borrowed the pill furnace.

He even gave him a pill.

Immortal Grade!

If this could not subdue it, the dense sword qi in the pill furnace that was comparable to a sword intent could also make Jiang Ming, who had been studying how to refine pills with sword qi, find it difficult to refuse.

From Jiang Ming’s attitude, it was obvious that he did not treat him as an outsider.

“Alright, take it.” Han Muye raised his hand, and a spiritual light wrapped around the spiritual herbs landed in front of Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming chuckled and slapped out with his palm, causing all the spiritual herbs to explode.

Then the pill cauldron in his left hand flew up and stored all the spiritual herbs inside.

“Boom—”

The flames rose to 30 feet.

Isn’t this method of refining pills too superficial?

Many people frowned.

This was none other than Mushen City, the holy land of alchemy in the Western Frontier.

Those who came here were all alchemy cultivators.

As long as it was safe to refine pills now, there was no need to show off.

“Practice makes perfect. This Jiang Ming has been studying the Snow Cleansing Pill for a hundred years. He has some methods.” Looking at the pill furnace spinning, a white-bearded old man gently stroked his long beard and said calmly.

“After all, he was an alchemy genius from a hundred years ago. It’s normal for him to have such methods.” Someone whispered and turned to look at Chang Ming, who was also a genius.

Today, this genius was keeping a low profile. It was a little outrageous.

“Boom—”

At this moment, Jiang Ming’s pill furnace suddenly exploded!

Going to blow up the furnace?

Everyone stared at the pill furnace.

Han Muye looked at Jiang Ming, who had raised his hands, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Sword Qi Alchemy.

This was Jiang Ming’s method.

Today, let’s see how he would use this method to regain his reputation as an alchemy genius of the Western Frontier!

“Clang—”

Jiang Ming pointed his finger, and the sword qi exploded!

Sword Qi entered the pill furnace!

“Lunatic!”

“He still wants to use sword qi to refine pills!”

“How, how can this become…”

The entire square was in an uproar.

Patriarch Tao Ran, who was sitting upright, suddenly turned to look at Han Muye. “You learned from him?”

Han Muye shook his head and said, “Let’s go our separate ways.”

Patriarch Tao Ran had once told him that refining Sword Qi was not worth it.

He only knew that Jiang Ming also studied sword qi alchemy when he obtained the pill furnace.

The Mu family’s patriarch frowned slightly and then turned to look at Han Muye.

“It’s not impossible to refine sword qi into pills. I’ve studied it before, but the sword qi is fierce and difficult to cultivate. It hurts others and hurts oneself. In the end, I gave up.”

The Mu family’s patriarch sighed.

It was true that the sword qi hurt others and oneself. Han Muye’s lifespan was damaged because the sword qi had fused with his body.

In the eyes of alchemy cultivators, alchemy was a way to nourish one’s health. There was no way for the Sword Dao and alchemy to fuse.

This was also the reason why the pill cultivators did not give Patriarch Tao Ran, a sword cultivator, much face.

No matter how high your sword cultivation is, here, we only talk about alchemy cultivation.

“Actually, the Sword Qi can purify the medicinal power.”

Han Muye said softly.

Patriarch Mu nodded and looked at Jiang Ming, who was refining pills in front of him.

Han Muye smiled and said nothing more.

His words carried little weight.

“Hum—”

The cauldron shook and sword qi flashed. There were actually sword qi returning to the outside of the cauldron.

This sword qi was not activated by Jiang Ming, but by the pill furnace itself!

This pill furnace seemed to belong to that young disciple of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect?

Many people looked at Han Muye.

No wonder Jiang Ming used this person’s furnace. It turned out that the two of them were studying the Dao of Sword Qi Alchemy!

“Hum—”

The cauldron vibrated louder and louder, and the spiritual light flickering on it grew stronger.

Many people had solemn expressions.

This was the scene of Dan’s formation.

He could really refine pills with sword qi!

The disheveled Jiang Ming waved his sleeve, and three green streams of light flew out from the cauldron.

The three pills floated in the air, and clouds swirled around them.

Everyone in the square stared at the three pills without moving.

The pill seemed to sense these gazes. With a flash, it came to Jiang Ming’s shoulder and spun gently.

This was not a pill at all. Instead, it looked like a spiritual beast.

“The pill has a spirit. Today, I see an immortal item again.”

Patriarch Tao Ran stood up and looked at the spiritual pill.

Immortal Grade!

There was no doubt that this was the Immortal-Grade Pill.

Only an immortal-grade pill could be so agile.

“Is our Western Frontier’s Pill Dao about to prosper…” The Mu family’s ancestor, who had also stood up, looked at the three spiritual pills and whispered.

At this moment, everyone was focused on the three Immortal-Grade Pills and the person who refined them.

Jiang Ming.

After a hundred years, the pill would become immortal!

In the entire Western Frontier, even the pill that Mu Wan had refined was slightly inferior.

Compared to the three spiritual pills in front of him, it was obvious who was the real immortal-grade.

“A genius is still a genius…”

Someone in the crowd sighed.

Even though Jiang Ming was dispirited and dejected previously, at this moment, the three Immortal Grade Pills wrapped around his shoulders made him look like an immortal.

Jiang Ming’s expression slowly turned calm. He raised his hand to tidy his clothes and tied his hair. Then he held the pill furnace with both hands and slowly walked forward.

“Elder Mu, with this pill, can I ascend to the Little Pill Pavilion?”

Winning the qualification to enter the Little Pill Pavilion with an Immortal Grade Pill!

After a hundred years of silence, he refined an immortal item and ascended to the Little Pill Pavilion. Who else could have such glory?

At this moment, all eyes were on Jiang Ming. Be it eagerness or jealousy, they did not diminish his glory at all.

“We alchemists should have such great perseverance and determination.”

“Pill Cultivation, that’s it.”

There were countless whispers, filled with reverence.

The Mu family’s patriarch nodded and said, “This pill has already surpassed the top-grade. Of course, it’s qualified to enter the Little Pill Pavilion.”

The qualification to enter the Little Pill Pavilion.

After decades, someone was finally going to enter the Little Pill Pavilion!

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Ming looked at the three-story building in the distance.

He turned and looked at Han Muye.

“The Little Pill Pavilion’s boarding qualifications can be transferred.

Do you want to go up and take a look, sir?”