Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

1,000 pills that were as bright as stars intertwined in midair.

The stream of light emitted wisps of sword qi.

Lightning flashed like rain, washing all the sword cores.

After the lightning, the sword cores retracted their halo, and the sword qi also retracted into the pill body, leaving only a dark golden spiritual pattern wrapped around the pill body.

Qin Suyang waved his hand and a sword core landed in his palm.

Spirit Qi poured into the sword core, and a wisp of sword intent that was about to take shape kept circulating.

With the pill in his hand, sword intent surged. Qin Suyang's two fingers closed and turned into a sword technique.

"Clang—"

The sound of a sword whistling could be heard as the Sword Core flew out.

The 30-foot-long sword light carried a sharp edge. It either stabbed, or picked, or slashed, or hacked.

A Sword Core had actually become a sharp weapon that could kill thousands of soldiers.

The alchemy grand cultivators who were concocting pills all reached out and collected the pills in midair.

Some people held three to five pills in their hands, while others had seven to eight pills hanging in front of them.

More than half of the thousand medicinal pills were taken.

In front of everyone, these medicinal pills turned into a sword light in just a moment.

For a moment, under the Dao Essence Cauldron, the sword light was magnificent and beautiful.

If one did not know that this place was basically filled with alchemists, one would have thought that it was a gathering of sword cultivators.

Han Muye glanced over and shook his head gently.

Most of these alchemy cultivators were not good at fighting.

Although their soul power was strong and they could activate the Sword Core, they could not use the sword to move within an inch like true sword cultivators.

That sword light looked really terrifying.

However, to these alchemy grand cultivators, with three to five sword cores protecting them, it was indeed difficult for ordinary Earth Realm cultivators to get close.

If one was more proficient in cultivation and mastered the technique of controlling the Sword Pill, it would really be somewhat interesting.

Seeing these Peak Nascent Soul Realm cultivators controlling the Sword Core, the surrounding alchemy cultivators were a little impatient. Someone raised his hand and took out a Sword Core before playing with it.

Such a simplified sword pill only cost less than 300,000 spiritual rocks. None of the alchemists present were lacking in wealth.

They felt that this Sword Core could be controlled with the spirit. It was convenient and fast. At the very least, it seemed to have the ability to protect itself.

In an instant, the sword cores that filled the sky were all collected.

Then all kinds of sword lights circled around.

After all, they were alchemists with strong spiritual souls. With so many sword cores flying around, they did not collide.

Han Muye did not rush them and just watched from the side.

Even Lu Yuzhou had refined one of them. He was having a lot of fun there.

"What do you think you gained from the pill refinement just now?" Han Muye walked to Li Siming's side and asked softly.

Hearing his words, Li Siming, who was still slightly immersed in the sword light that filled the sky, trembled and hurriedly said, "Sir, I think that if we refine like this, 3,000 pills in a furnace is the limit.

"The spirit power of the grandmasters is too strong. It's really difficult to guide them."

Han Muye nodded.

What Li Siming said was indeed problematic.

Earlier, it was Qin Suyang who attacked. Under Li Siming's guidance, the power of his soul could suppress those grandmasters.

If Qin Suyang did not make a move and others refined it, the spiritual soul consumption of the person guiding the refinement would be too great.

"Then let's split them into groups and refine them. A few Grandmasters will guide them, and a hundred Grandmasters and Peak Grandmasters can take action. Each person will only refine one furnace of pills a day."

Han Muye's eyes lit up as he spoke in a low voice.

Qin Suyang, who was at the side, had already put away the Sword Pill. He nodded and said, "This method is not bad. Although we will refine fewer pills in one furnace, the furnace fire will not stop. We can refine many furnaces overnight."

Han Muye smiled.

He would not tell Qin Suyang and the others that when the Dao Essence Cauldron refined pills, it would extract a trace of pill qi and soul power to nourish him. He would not say that the Dao Essence Cauldron already had a spiritual consciousness and would actively guide the refinement of pills.

When they really started to group up to refine pills, everyone would realize that the pill furnace was operating extremely smoothly. They almost did not have to worry too much about controlling it when refining pills.

With just a little guidance, the soul and spiritual qi would continue to flow, and the pills would be refined like flowing water.

When the power of the Sword Core was revealed, the alchemists behind naturally wanted to try refining it.

​ Especially when he looked at the pill cauldron just now. 100 people refining pills together must have had different comprehensions.

Indeed, when he was refining the pill earlier, he had collided with the souls of others in the cauldron. He had seen the medicinal power circulate in the cauldron like an ocean. It had inspired and stimulated the refinement of the soul and alchemy cultivation.

Li Siming made the arrangements, and Han Muye and Qin Suyang helped to organize them. In just a moment, the 8,000 alchemy cultivators were divided into 40 groups, each with 200 people.

Among these two hundred alchemists, there were at least three grandmasters in charge of guiding the power of the soul to refine pills in the cauldron.

Other alchemists only needed to infuse their Spiritual Soul and Spirit Qi into it, and then follow the previous method of refining the Sword Core to activate the medicinal power to condense the pill.

A cauldron of 3,000 pills.

However, at the beginning, the medicinal pills that were condensed were not in an orderly manner. A small half of them were ordinary pills, and even high-quality pills were considered quite a number.

Fortunately, the Sword Core was not meant to be consumed. It was meant to be used as a sword. Its quality was inferior and did not have much limitation on the combat strength after refining it. However, the time limit for using it would be shortened.

In a day, he had made a total of 20 furnaces of pills and produced more than 50,000 pills.

The remaining half of the alchemists watched from the side and did not refine pills.

After watching for half a day, Han Muye lost interest and returned to his flying ship's quiet room.

In the quiet room, a beam of spiritual light shot into the sky.

This spiritual light was so faint that outsiders could not see it.

The spiritual light turned into a long dragon and crashed into the huge cauldron in the sky.

The long dragon swam in the cauldron and quietly collected the scattered soul fragments, scattered spiritual qi, and medicinal strength.