Su Shishi and Qi Shisan both looked young and had a heroic spirit.

Lu Shi is a big man with a Chinese character face.

Song Jiu is thin and has an elegant aura about him.

Li San was actually a female cultivator with a long sword on her back. She had an ordinary appearance and wore linen clothes, just like an ordinary swordsman.

But Han Muye knew that a direct descendant of the Sword Sect would never be an ordinary swordsman.

The person who ranks third among the direct descendants is not even an ordinary swordsman.

"Han Shijiu, are you finished practicing?" Lu Shi, who had a Chinese character and a rough look on his face, grinned and said, "I just hunted a mountain civet at the bottom of the valley, let's have a drink together."

"Song Jiu's management skills are praised by even the elders."

No matter it is Lu Shi, Song Jiu, or a few others, they all look like ordinary villagers in this spiritual land.

Han Muye was also curious.

In this spiritual land, shouldn't this group of elites who are direct descendants of the Nine-Xuan Sword Sect practice with all their strength? They still have time to hunt?

Just like the elder Zhang Zhihe standing not far away, he looks like an old farmer in the countryside, leisurely planting flowers and grass.

"Okay, then I'm welcome." Han Muye smiled and walked out of the big house.

Watching them walking away slowly, Mu Eryi and others in the distance showed envy on their faces.

Directly passed down.

Everyone is a direct descendant.

"This new nineteenth heir can actually get invitations from five direct heirs. It's really..." The speaker shook his head slightly.

I have never heard of such treatment.

"Haha, you exploded 300,000 spiritual stones in two hours, and you can probably get an invitation from the direct successor." Mu Eryi laughed, turned around and said, "Who said you wanted to invite me to dinner just now?"

Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. Direct inheritance is direct inheritance, and true inheritance is true inheritance.

The difference is as vast as heaven and earth.

"Even the third direct descendant has been released. I'm afraid, this Han Shijiu is not only rich in wealth..." Someone in the distance muttered softly, then turned and walked away.

In the small Lingdi Village, there was suddenly a lot of activity because of this new nineteenth direct descendant.

…

There is an earthen pot on the earthen stove, and Song Jiu, wearing a bib, is waving a spatula, and the aroma is overflowing.

Su Shishi and Qi Shisan, who were lighting the fire below, moved skillfully, and the flames rose and crackled.

Even Lu Shi, a tall man with a Chinese character face, handed out bowls and chopsticks and mixed some cold dishes.

In front of the wooden table, only Han Muye and Li San sat across from each other.

"Ahem, Senior Sister Li San, I wonder what I can do?" Han Muye turned around and looked around, then spoke with some embarrassment.

"Wash the dishes." Li San put the long sword on his back on the table, then turned his palm over, and a small wine jar appeared.

"If you don't get drunk later, you'll be the one doing the dishes."

After all, he is the third direct descendant of Jiuxuan Sword Sect, so it is not surprising that he has a space ring on his hand.

Han Muye nodded, and then said softly: "What if I get drunk?"

His drinking capacity is not very good.

But the wine is pretty good.

Last time, I was drunk and almost split Luyuan Mountain with Wanjian Guizong.

"If you are drunk, I will wash the dishes."

Li San boldly opened the wine jar's seal, and a strong aroma of wine floated around.

This wine must be good wine.

Lu Shi changed his hands and placed the mixed cold dishes on the table, and handed over the bowls and chopsticks.

Before Song Jiu's braised mountain civet meat was served, Li San had already poured the wine.

"Here, have a drink." Li San raised the wine bowl and motioned to Han Muye.

This doesn't seem good, does it?

Han Muye turned around and saw that others were still busy there.

"It's okay, you guys drink first while I cook some vegetables." Song Jiu, who was originally full of fairy aura, now only had an oily aura.

After bringing a large plate of mountain civet meat to the table, Song Jiu patted Han Muye on the shoulder again: "Nineteen, you have a drink with Third Sister first."

Unable to resist the warm hospitality, Han Muye had no choice but to pick up the wine bowl.

"ha--"

As soon as Han Muye put the wine bowl to his mouth, Li San across from him had already drank it all in one gulp, exhaled a long breath of wine, and then placed the wine bowl on the table with a "snap".

So generous?

Don't be a coward!

Han Muye raised his head, took two sips of the wine in the bowl, and drank it all.

As soon as the wine enters the mouth, it has already turned into fiery heat and penetrated the chest and abdomen.

The burning heat seemed to burn him.

Even the sword energy in Shenzang, Qihai, and Dantian began to vibrate.

“Good wine.”

"happy."

Feeling the changes in the sword energy, Han Muye let out a low cry.

The sword energy vibrated and blended, making it obviously more agile.

This wine is a rare treasure.

Song Jiu and others all turned their heads to look, then turned away.

Li San, who was sitting opposite, also raised his eyes to look at Han Muye, and then chuckled: "Since the wine is good, let's have another one."

She raised her hand to grab the wine jar, but Han Muye had already reached out, grabbed the wine jar, and filled the two wine bowls.

"Third sister, please."

Song Jiu had previously called Li San his third sister, but Han Muye felt that it seemed unnatural.

Li San politely picked up the wine bowl again and drank it all in one gulp.

Han Muye looked at the fragrant mountain civet meat and green vegetables on the table, and had no choice but to take the bowl and drink again.

By the time Song Jiu, Qi Shisan and Su Shisan had finished their work and came over with two side dishes, Han Muye had already filled five bowls.

After drinking this wine, he began to continuously refine his sword energy.

At this time, the sword energy was swirling around his body, and the sword energy rolling in the sea of ​​energy swallowed up all the scattered sword energy around him.

The originally three or five wisps of sword energy were stirred by the alcohol and condensed into one.

The sword energy in Han Muye's dantian turned into a vortex, condensing into tiny bits.

It can be felt that these re-condensed sword threads are much tougher than the previous sword energy.

Not only the sword energy in the Dantian, this wine can also nourish the soul, making the sword energy transformed into the soul be tempered one by one as if forged.

not enough!

Five bowls of wine can only condense a small half of the Divine Soul Sword Qi.

Han Muye's eyes shone with light, he stretched out his hand, directly lifted the wine jar with half of the wine left in it, raised his head and drank it!

How could you let go of this opportunity to condense the soul sword energy?

Lu Shi's expression changed, and just as he was about to reach out to stop him, Li San raised his hand to block him.

"Third sister, this sad wine is not for fun..." Lu Shi turned to look at Li San.

"Yes, when I drank three bowls, most of my sword energy was eliminated." Su Shiba whispered with lingering fear.

Li San stared at Han Muye, who poured the wine into his mouth, letting go of his sword energy and concentrating as much as he wanted.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After the sword energy is refined in the Dantian, there are still those sword intentions in the sea of ​​energy.

A sword energy shook out, which was one hundred and twenty-eight thousand sword energy.

This is a rare opportunity to condense sword energy.

In the Divine Treasure, the Divine Soul Sword Qi has been condensed once, and then the second condensation begins.

Rays of divine light rose above his head.

"Soul Sword Qi?" Looking at the divine light above Han Muye's head, Li San's face condensed and he spoke in a low voice.
To be continued...