Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-03-10

Chapter 65 The Secret of White Tiger Chart, Old Six Huang’s Return (please comment and vote)

Old After Six Huang finished speaking, the whole person froze there.

Shyly red on his daisy face, he turned his head and stared at Han Muye, but dared not look down the stone steps.

“cough cough, Sixth Brother, this sword, I bought it myself.”

Han Muye tapped Lu Qingping’s sword with his chin.

Old Six Huang mechanically turned his head.

Lu Qingping hurriedly lowered his head, and then said softly, “I’m here to bring this sword.”

Hearing her words, Han Muye hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the sword Then he said, “many thanks Six—Senior Sister Lu.”

Lu Qingping turned around and left.

Old Six Huang had a look of disappointment on his face.

“Sixth Brother, it’s getting late, I don’t feel relieved to go back alone, there are many wolves in the mountains—” Han Muye shouted loudly.

Old Six Huang said in a low voice, “It’s up to you to be busy.”

That being said, people are already chasing after Lu Qingping.

“Sixth Brother, do you want to bring dinner? Bones or meat—” Lu Gao leaned over with a loud voice.

Han Muye glared at him: “It’s just you.”

Lu Gao grinned.

The cultivator is not very particular about eating, so three meals a day or two meals a day is also acceptable.

It is normal to cultivate to the proven place, drink the dew, and cut off the grains.

Han Muye has never seen Sword Pavilion Elder for dinner.

Holding the sword in his hand, Han Muye went straight back to the Sword Pavilion quiet room.

Lin Shen looked at the sky, turned around and left.

Lu Gao stood at the door with a blank look on his face.

“You guys don’t have dinner yet?”

“No, then should I wait for Sixth Brother to come back and then close the door, or just close the door now…”

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In the quiet room, Han Muye put down the White Tiger picture scroll that Tuoba Cheng gave him, and held it on the hilt of the sword with a hint of hesitation on his face.

This sword is familiar to him.

At the market today, he recognized this sword at a glance.

This is the handle that Old Six Huang keeps in his hands.

As usual, Old Six Huang is a treasure, and it is constantly wiped.

Man in the world, who wouldn’t want to have a sword in his hand?

Yesterday, Old Six Huang sold this sword for the Spirit Stone who bought the sword for Lu Qingping.

Hesitatingly, Han Muye released his hand from the hilt.

Whatever secret is in the sword, it’s Old Six Huang’s own.

Can’t see.

Putting the long sword on the table, Han Muye slowly unfolded the White Tiger picture scroll sent by Tuoba Cheng.

This is a picture of a hanging-eyed and white-fronted tiger going down the mountain.

On the steep and lofty peaks, a white giant tiger seems to be wrapped in wind and thunder, his mouth is open and his eyes are fixed on the front.

The tiger hairs on this White Tiger are one by one, every delicate hair was completely shown.

Subconsciously, Han Muye set his sights on White Tiger’s eyes.

The eyes of this White Tiger exude majesty and loneliness, like the Wuthering Mountains, and the beasts are convinced.

After watching it several times, this painting is indeed very imposing.

That’s all?

Isn’t it?

If it were as simple as that, Tuoba Cheng would not have given him the painting so dearly, and told him to visualize it.

Closing his eyes slowly, Han Muye recalled the contents of the scroll.

In his mind, pictures appeared one after another.

White Tiger Chart.

Where did this picture come from?

Lin Shen said that this is Tuoba Cheng’s description after he was injured, in order to relieve his own blood that was difficult to suppress.

Drawing the scroll, how to dredge qi and blood?

Opening his eyes, Han Muye’s gaze fell on the individual tiger feathers.

He extended the hand and gently stroked the scroll.

“Boom—”

“Roar—”

The rumbling sound rang low in the quiet room, and the whole quiet room was richly gusted by wind, The dust suspended one after another was shattered by the sword qi like a hair.

The innumerable tiger hairs on White Tiger’s body, each one is a sword qi!

At this time, all the sword qi in the picture scroll were activated, and I don’t know how many sword qi were floating and wreaking havoc in the quiet room.

In Han Muye’s mind, a White Tiger roared and clashed everywhere, as if to choose someone to devour at any time.

The White Tiger turned his head slowly, his eyes meeting Han Muye’s.

At that moment, Han Muye felt cold all over, as if he was about to be torn to pieces by the tiger’s claws.

“Om—”

The sword intent vibrated in his Qi Sea, and the White Tiger picture in his mind shattered and dissipated.

The sword qi in the house was also closed and turned back into the tiger hair on the picture scroll.

Han Muye took a deep breath, staring at the White Tiger Chart in front of him.

No wonder no one at Three Stones House understood this picture.

This is simply not a picture scroll for dredging qi and blood!

Everyone in the Three Stones House thinks that this scroll is filled with Tuoba Cheng’s excess blood, which is hidden and all in body refinement.

Actually, there is not a trace of qi and blood in this picture scroll, but there is endless sword qi!

Tuoba Cheng did not integrate his own blood into the picture scroll, but the sword dao he cultivated and the sword qi condensed into the picture scroll.

“sword qi transforming into threads, as soft as hair.”

“White Tiger came out of the mountain, like a collapse.”

Tuoba Cheng is sealed in this scroll Extra sword qi, if these sword qi are imperial envoys, they can completely fight against the enemy, no less than a Spiritual Artifact.

And the most important thing is how to condensing sword qi method in this picture scroll, and also, the sword stance condensed by Tuoba Cheng.

Such as tiger roaring at mountains and forests, the wind and clouds are sweeping.

Just now, if it wasn’t for the sword intents stored in Qi Sea were strong enough, Han Muye would have collapsed just by looking at the sword.

However, Tuoba Cheng’s sword stance has not yet been completed, so White Tiger has not yet become a general trend of going down the mountain without a return.

Han Muye’s eyes shone brightly.

This Martial Uncle Tuoba deceived everyone.

What a sword dao backlash, what a serious injury that has not recovered for twelve years.

He is clearly raising a sword!

The sword is invincible, under Heaven Stage, it can be called invincible!

“Martial Uncle, ah Martial Uncle, you really look at me…”

Han Muye chuckled while looking at the scroll.

Tuoba Cheng is not afraid of the sword stance and sword qi on this White Tiger Chart volume, and will kill himself directly?

Recalling that Sword Pavilion Elder was desperate for himself, Han Muye shook his head slightly.

Perhaps in the eyes of these powerhouses, opportunity coexists with danger.

If you want to get the chance, you have to accept the danger.

In order to be honored, one must bear the weight?

If you really can’t stand it, then if you die, you will die.

Hanging the scroll carefully on the wall of the quiet room, Han Muye stepped back and looked up and down.

Well, the quiet room is a bit more elegant, and has several points of imposing manner.

Han Muye had a smile on his face as he watched the White Tiger going down the mountain.

Whether it is the sword qi Cultivation method on it, or the effect of this picture scroll on the enemy, it is Supreme Treasure that he can use.

The reward of cheap Martial Uncle is really not cheap.

“Sixth Brother, you’ve come back–”

At the entrance of Sword Pavilion, Lu Gao’s resentful voice came.

It’s dark today. Old Six Huang came back a little early.

Han Muye took the sword on the table and was about to leave the quiet room when there was a knock at the door.

“Sixth Brother came back early enough, Sister Six didn’t leave you…” Han Muye squeezed his eyes twice.

Old Six Huang shook his head with a solemn look on his face, looking towards Han Muye with the sword in his hand.

Han Muye smiled and handed the sword back.

“Sixth Brother, you are willing to do it for Sister Six. Have you got this sword for three or four years?”

Old Six Huang took the sword, rubbed his palms, and said Looks complicated.

“It’s been six and a half years. When I came to Sword Pavilion for half a year, there was some trouble in Sword Pavilion. I was the only one who died in Swordwatch except Elder.”

“I’m afraid at night, I slept with it in my arms.”

Old Six Huang clenched the long sword and looked up towards Han Muye.

“Brother Han, the debt of 20,000 Spirit Stone, I am afraid that Old Six Huang will not be able to repay.”

There is a suppressed emotion in his eyes.

“I’ll pass on the Sword Condensation Art to you, it’s the only thing I can do.”

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ps: Thanks to the book friends Big White Rabbit Toffee, lingering in the mountains and rivers, the silly dog in the garden belly, floating in the air, Xiongdao, Rongge, 20211210173514801296520, hell fish head, and stunned tears for the monthly ticket support, thank you for my blessing The reward of the people, thank the brothers for their follow-up support, the new book period, the follow-up decision on the recommended position on the back.

This book is a recommendation from everyone, thank you.

I will do my best to update it when it is on the shelves. (Like Old Six Huang, this is the only thing I can do.)

I will also open a book club when I have a chance and invite everyone to chat together.

(End of this chapter)