"When you reach the peak of your cultivation, you will be able to carry the sword intent of the Nine Profound Swords."

"Of course, I can only condense the power of one sword."

"When the elder taught me the Condensing Sword Art, he said that I was not qualified to practice the Sword Art."

"Only the sword-raising technique is the true inheritance in the sword pavilion."

Huang Laoliu whispered, as if he was talking to himself, and also to Han Muye.

Is the Sword Raising Technique the true inheritance of Jiange?

Han Muye was slightly startled.

Isn't what he practiced just the Sword Raising Technique?

"Brother Six, I——"

Before Han Muye finished speaking, Huang Laoliu waved his hand and said, "Everyone has his or her own destiny."

"I would like to be in that sword-heaven realm."

"You choose your own path."

"I do not regret."

After saying that, he picked up his sword and walked into the sword pavilion.

Han Muye's eyes fell on Huang Laoliu's back.

Do you really not regret it?

…

In the morning, looking at the anxious look of Huang Lao Liu next to him, Han Muye smiled and said, "Brother Six, why don't you go out for a walk?"

Huang Laoliu stood up and left.

At the door, Lu Gao's voice came: "Brother Six, do you want to bring food today? How many portions will you bring? Do you want the meat to be rotten..."

"Go away..." Huang Laoliu's curse came from afar.

Han Muye almost laughed out loud and turned around to wipe the long swords.

He has fallen in love with the feeling of sharpening his sword every day. The sword energy blends together and is very refreshing.

"The rules for leading swords in the sword pavilion are to bathe and change clothes, burn incense and meditate——"

Unknowingly at noon, Lu Gao's shouting voice came from the entrance of Jiange.

Business is coming?

Han Muye sheathed his sword and turned around.

"I'm looking for Han Muye."
Chapter completed!