Han Muye raised his head and looked at Jiang Ming, who had a smile on his face.

This guy is really thoughtful.

Once you understand Yang Mingxuan's identity, you know that he cannot die in Jiange.

Not only cannot he die, it is best to get an opportunity in the sword pavilion and change his state, so that the relationship between Jiuxuan Sword Sect and Mingshan Sword Sect can be better brought closer.

Perhaps Jiang Ming was able to grasp Yang Mingxuan's psychology because he had also experienced life and death situations.

In one sentence, Yang Mingxuan asked the elders of the Sword Pavilion to pass on the sword technique.

The body may die, but the cares in the heart cannot be written off.

Back then, Yang Dingshan did not help Yang Mingxuan ask the Sword Pavilion to pass on the sword technique. Yang Mingxuan blamed Yang Dingshan for his father's death, and he always harbored resentment in his heart.

But this time, Yang Dingshan cut off half a step to the heaven with his sword, put aside the sect's important affairs, and punished himself by stationing at Fengshou Mountain, making Yang Mingxuan understand that his grandfather was not a heartless person.

But he can't do anything.

Before Han Muye returned, Yang Mingxuan was cleaning his sword in the sword pavilion every day in order to die quickly.

At this time, he was awakened by Jiang Ming, and he stood up and asked for the sword pavilion inheritance.

Only by practicing the sword techniques passed down by the sword pavilion can one be able to help Yang Dingshan.

Even if it's to help Yang Dingshan collect the body.

"My sword pavilion inheritance has three sword techniques."

The elder of Jiange put down his wine glass and glanced at the people in front of him.

His eyes stayed on Han Muye and Huang Laoliu for a moment longer, and then glanced at Lin Shen and Lu Gao.

All four of them have practiced the sword pavilion technique.

"The Sword Cultivating Technique introduces the sword energy into the body, condenses it for a period of time, repairs the sword bone, and can become a sword with the power to fight against the heavens with a hundred breaths."

"Sword Condensation Technique, cultivate the sword energy of the divine soul, and a sword can be made into a sword in one armor. One sword can fight in the heavenly realm. After a hundred breaths, the sword energy disappears and the divine soul remains."

"The Art of Weapon and Sword, the body is integrated with the sword, and the body is used as a sword. The sword is with the person, and the sword dies and the person dies."

Looking at Yang Mingxuan and Jiang Ming, the elder of Jiange said calmly: "The three sword techniques each have their own advantages and disadvantages."

"Whether you want to practice it or not, whether you can succeed or not depends entirely on nature."

Lin Shen and Lu Gao turned to look at Han Muye.

The Jiange inheritance should not be passed on to many people.

Maximum three people.

But now, only four people have repaired the sword pavilion.

All of this is the result of Senior Brother Han.

Senior Brother Han values ​​friendship and doesn't care about other inheritances or treasures.

The three inheritances are all top in Western Xinjiang.

Only places like Jiange can have such a precious inheritance.

Jiang Ming turned around and looked around him, then said with a smile: "I only want sword energy, so let's practice sword skills."

Yang Mingxuan shook his head and whispered: "I don't know what I can cultivate."

He has always been trapped by his qualifications, otherwise he would have practiced cultivation long ago.

Mingshan Sword Sect is also a large sect.

The elder of the sword pavilion stood up and said calmly: "What sword techniques to practice, Han Muye will arrange it."

"In the future, you can just ask him about matters in Houjiange."

After saying that, he glanced at Han Muye, turned around and slowly walked up to the second floor.

Everyone turned to look at Han Muye.

This was the first time the elder of Jiange spoke. Han Muye was responsible for everything in Jiange.

In other words, from today on, Han Muye can decide all matters big and small in Jiange.

If it had been in the past, Han Muye would have been deeply moved when he saw the desolate figure of the Jiange elder.

But now I have been watching these old guys scheming and scheming, and I have already seen through it.

The elder of Jiange wanted to be a hands-off shopkeeper.

"Brother Yang, don't worry. I know that you seem to be unable to practice other techniques because of your limited qualifications. You can practice whatever techniques are inherited from my sword pavilion."

"Jiang Ming, you will check with him later and see if there is any way to solve his qualification problem."

Han Muye looked at Yang Mingxuan and Jiang Ming.

Naturally, ordinary methods cannot solve Yang Mingxuan's problem, but Han Muye has seen many elixir prescriptions in Xiaodan Pavilion.

Maybe there is a way to help Yang Mingxuan solve it.

Yang Mingxuan nodded and bowed to Han Muye and Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming laughed and said, "Brother, why are you so polite?"

After saying that, he picked up the wine glass in front of him and said to everyone: "I, Jiang Ming, have been a casual cultivator for more than a hundred years, and I always thought that casual cultivators are happy and carefree."

"Now I know that entering the Jiangge, with wine, meat, and brothers, is truly comfortable."

Several people picked up their glasses.

Yang Mingxuan hesitated and picked up the wine glass in front of him.

Gao Xiaoxuan, who was just sitting at the top, holding the little white fox, looked at Jiang Ming and muttered: "I can't tell, he is so old..."

The smile on Jiang Ming's face froze.

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Lu Gao and Lin Shen also need to integrate and control their own powers and seize the time to practice.

Han Muye asked them to take turns to be on duty in front of the sword pavilion. Jiang Ming and Yang Mingxuan were still unable to withstand the sword energy, so Han Muye arranged to accompany them in front of the door.

In the sword pavilion, Han Muye and Huang Laoliu sat across from each other with solemn expressions.

Gao Xiaoxuan stood aside, looking at them curiously.

"I know what you want to say."

Huang Laoliu chuckled, glanced at Gao Xiaoxuan, and then looked outside.

"Don't tell me, the Jiange is becoming more and more prosperous now, and it looks like a great success."

"When I first entered the sword pavilion, there were seven or eight sword watchers and dozens of other handymen."

As if he thought it was meaningless to say this, Huang Laoliu looked at Han Muye: "Boy Han, do you think I am worthy of Ping Mei?"

Just as Han Muye was about to answer, Huang Laoliu shook his head and whispered: "I know, I'm not worthy."

"Qualification, cultivation."

"You see, I look like a mortal old man now, and Ping Mei is already a master of Qi condensation, an elite of the sect."

Han Muye looked at Huang Laoliu's sullen expression and said in a deep voice, "It's just practice, is it difficult?"

He stared at Huang Laoliu: "My Jiange inheritance is the top in Western Xinjiang. If you want to practice, I have plenty of pills."

"Even a pile can help you achieve a certain level of cultivation."

At this time, Han Muye had the confidence to speak like this.

The best Cloud Qi Pill, the best Fusion Spirit Pill, the best Xu Pulse Pill, and the pill recipes I saw in the Xiaodan Pavilion.

With these elixirs, he is confident that he can quickly create a realm.

When he first came to Jiange, Han Muye had seen Huang Laoliu's high spirits and heroic spirit, vowing to achieve the Heavenly Sword Realm.

At that time, although Huang Laoliu had many small calculations and tricks, he was also extremely heroic.

Now Huang Laoliu, after spending several years cultivating the divine soul sword energy, suddenly became loose.

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Everyone has their own pursuits, and there is nothing right or wrong about this.

Ancestor Tao Ran all said that Huang Lao Liu had a good character, and the elders of Jiange Pavilion all said that they envied Huang Lao Liu.

But Han Muye knew that if Huang Laoliu left the Jiange and saw each other again, we would be separated by immortality and mortals.

Huang Laoliu showed a smile on his face, looked at Han Muye and chuckled: "Boy Han, you don't understand."

"I just want to spend a stable mortal life with Pingmei."

"When I am gone, she will still be her practitioner."

"I won't burden her."

No more.
To be continued...