Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

586 Alchemy, Gongsun Shu’s Visit (2)

“Who is this guy? He actually has such alchemy methods?” Looking at Han Muye, who was luring lightning into the cauldron, the skinny cultivator revealed a confused expression.

He had been managing this lightning platform for many years, but he had never seen such a powerful alchemist.

Moreover, he clearly remembered that Han Muye had just broken through the night before.

“That’s true. It seems like the Alchemy Conference is about to begin. Looks like the Alchemy Conference in the Imperial City is going to be lively…”

The skinny cultivator muttered and turned around.

He still followed the rules a little. He wouldn’t watch directly as others transcended the tribulation.

What if others had some secret technique that they did not want outsiders to see?

This was the rule in the cultivation world.

He did not know that the moment he turned his head, a bolt of lightning that was a hundred times stronger than before descended.

The black Kui Horn appeared behind Han Muye and blocked the lightning. Then, with a smash, it shattered into countless pieces and poured into the Dao Essence Cauldron.

...

In the Dao Essence Cauldron, the golden pill was wrapped in lightning. Lightning patterns flashed on it.

After the 12 lightning bolts descended, the pill in the cauldron went silent, having nurtured a grayish-black pill the size of a thumb.

Treasures keep themselves hidden.

In Han Muye’s spiritual sense, he could see 12 golden lightning patterns intertwining on the pill, and nine faint spiritual patterns flashing.

Nine Revolutions Spirit Pill, 12 lightning refinements.

Such a pill had surpassed the top grade and reached the peak of the immortal grade.

Han Muye reached out and the pill entered his palm.

An explosive power surged in his palm, and the cold sword intent in his palm seemed to want to penetrate the void.

Without touching it personally, even Han Muye could not sense the sword intent nurtured in this pill.

Holding the pill tightly, Han Muye smiled.

Although this pill could not be compared to the sword pill left behind by Sword Venerable Yuan Tian, it had a trace of a magic treasure embryonic form.

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Moreover, this pill could be swallowed and refined.

One pill could nurture 100,000 sword qi.

However, the Sword Qi was violent and did not have enough physical strength. Swallowing this pill was courting death.

The grade of this pill surpassed a fifth-grade pill. It was on the same level as the Blood Jade Immortal Spiritual Pill. Compared to a third-grade Spirit Stabilizing Pill, it was only lacking in strength.

This enlightened Han Muye.

The Spirit Stabilizing Pill was refined for battle. This sword pill was also refined for battle.

Could it be that medicinal pills could increase one’s combat strength after reaching a certain level?

Putting away the pill, Han Muye turned around.

“The lightning tribulation you triggered just now was too strong. It costs three million spiritual rocks…”

The skinny cultivator’s voice sounded.

Han Muye smiled and nodded. With a move, he had already disappeared.

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“Doesn’t this guy know how to bargain?”

Holding the jade box in his hand, the skinny cultivator muttered.

At this moment, Han Muye was in a good mood and did not care about the three million spiritual rocks at all.

Moreover, he did not plan to refine all the pills on the lightning platform.

The spiritual herbs needed for this pill were available in the Suwei World.

As long as he asked, those spiritual herbs would naturally be delivered to him.

There was no need to spend a spiritual rock.

Han Muye, who had landed above the Pill Destiny Pavilion and was about to return to the small courtyard, paused and landed in front of the Pill Destiny Pavilion shop.

In front of the Southern Wasteland Snack Shop, Shao Datian was sitting at the table with a thin, black-bearded old man in a white robe.

The old man had a smile on his face. All kinds of snacks were placed in front of him, and he held a bamboo stick in his hand.

There was a hint of laziness about him, but his entire body was filled with sword intent.

...

This was a great cultivator of the Sword Dao!

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, slowly stepped forward, and cupped his hands.

“Greetings, Senior Gongsun Shu.”

The Imperial City’s Sword Daoist, the Invincible Gongsun.

Although he had never seen him before, Han Muye knew that this was the Great Sword Cultivator of the Imperial City, Gongsun Shu.

Gongsun Shu’s gaze landed on Han Muye and he said softly, “I don’t know if I can be called a senior.

“Whether it’s alchemy, Confucianism, or even the Sword Dao, I’m afraid we can call each other equals, right?”

His eyes revealed a deep spiritual light as he stared at Han Muye. “I can feel the sword intent in you.

“This is the intuition of a sword cultivator.”

What an intuition of a sword cultivator!

Han Muye’s sword cultivation was hidden. This was the first expert to sense his sword cultivation.

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The moment Gongsun Shu mentioned his sword cultivator’s intuition, the Sword Dao Golden Core in Han Muye’s dantian trembled and almost penetrated his body.

The huge sword intent in his Qi Sea seemed to be trembling as well.

Only the divine soul sword in the divine treasure did not react at all.

Amazing.

“Hehe, you’re interested in me too?”

Gongsun Shu laughed, curiosity and battle intent flashing across his face.

Then an irresistible sword light exploded on his body.

Han Muye’s expression changed, but he held back and let the sword light surround him.

Dao Domain.

No, it was a sword domain.

This was the first Sword Dao cultivator Han Muye had met who had formed his own domain and was comparable to a Confucian Half-Sage.

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Gongsun Shu’s spiritual energy cultivation might be at the Heaven Realm Out of Body or Divine Transformation Realm, but his Sword Dao realm had already surpassed his own cultivation and stepped into the Immortal Soul Third Level.

Using one’s body to fuse with the Dao to form a Dao Domain, one would be called a Sage in the mortal world.

Sword Sage.

Nothingness, darkness, and sword light intertwined.

In front of Han Muye was an empty world. Mountain rocks, grass, and trees were like swords, and there were even clouds and wind wreaking havoc.

If he stood in this space, he would probably be pierced to death in just three breaths.

Looking at the sword light surging in front of him, Han Muye’s expression remained unchanged as he opened his palm.

“Buzz!”

The pill that he had just refined to replace the sword pill flew out.

The medicinal pill spun, bringing with it a strong wind that sucked in all the clouds and plants ahead.

This medicinal pill was originally refined from plants. At this moment, when it absorbed the power of the Dao Domain, it trembled happily.