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129. Are you the one who wants to practice Ten Thousand Swords and return to your clan?(2/2)

When leaving, he also told Han Muye to carefully control the amount of spiritual energy he absorbed.

Han Muye smiled bitterly as he watched Shen Muyang take away the spirit stone worth one hundred meritorious deeds.

Who is the creditor?

It’s just that Patriarch Tao Ran lives in Jiange now. If he reveals his identity and asks for the thousand meritorious deeds owed by Su Yuan, Patriarch Tao Ran might chase him and ask him how he learned to start a prairie fire.

Han Muye didn't want outsiders to know that he had learned the skills from the sword.

It's just a thousand meritorious deeds, and it's just owed for nothing with no interest. I'm really not willing to accept it...

Turning to look at the jade, there was a task circulating on it to seek the practice of the prairie fire swordsmanship.

Han Muye knew that Shen Muyang was looking for him and wanted to return the thousand meritorious deeds.

"Huh?"

The tasks on the jade jade scrolled through, and one of them made him slightly stunned.

"Quiet Room No. 105. Please perform the Dharma and Return to the Sect with Ten Thousand Swords. The reward is ten spirit stones."

Wan Jian returns to his clan.

Since the legend of Elder Wan Jian spread among the sect, the practice of this technique has also become a craze for some time.

It’s just that no one is a failure.

When Mo Yuan was at Jianmen, he also taught many people the Wanjiangui Sect.

There are also legends about him in the acting building.

But now that he is learning Wanjian and returning to the sect, everyone is confused.

Those who perform the Fa are dumbfounded, and those who study the Fa are dumbfounded.

Face forward, raise your hand and point, and then shout: "Have you learned it?"

Is this the return of Wan Jian to the Sect?

No wonder the price is only ten spirit stones.

If you set too much, I'm afraid you'll get beaten.

Han Muye looked at the task on the jade, hesitated, then stretched out his hand.

He didn't change his clothes to hide his identity and walked straight to Quiet Room No. 105.

Go to the quiet room, open the door, and see a young man wearing a green robe.

Outer disciple.

This is the inner sect's Dharma performance building, and generally very few outer sect disciples come here.

Mainly for the exercises in the performance building, even for body training, the cheapest Tieniu Jin is eighty spirit stones.

How long does it take for an outer disciple to accumulate so many spiritual stones?

If you have the time to hold the spiritual stone between your teeth, it is better to practice hard and practice the outer sect skills to quickly reach the peak of cultivation and step into the inner sect.

"You want to cultivate Ten Thousand Swords and return to the sect?"

Han Muye looked at the young man with a green face.

"Zhou Wen has met senior brother." The young man was a little cautious, bowed to Han Muye, and then handed over ten spiritual stones.

It seems like this is really my first time to perform in Falou.

"Are you a new disciple of the sect?"

"Has the sect recently recruited new disciples?"

Han Muye did not pick up the spirit stone, but spoke calmly.

"Senior brother, I am, ancestor Zhou Yan is my direct uncle," the young man straightened up his words and said in a low voice: "My uncle died for the sect, and the sect selected a few descendants from the Zhou family to join the family."

It turns out that he is the descendant of Zhou Yan, the deacon of Jianzhan Hall.

Zhou Yan's sword was delivered to the second floor of the sword pavilion by Han Muye himself.

Speaking of which, Qin Yuanhe, the man who cost Zhou Yan his life, doesn't know what he is doing now.

Han Muye knew that Yi Jian did not kill him in the first place, and he did not know how he would deal with it after he was taken away by the sect.

"The Return of Ten Thousand Swords to the Sect is a swordsmanship practice that embraces thousands of sword techniques."

"Without great perseverance and great determination, you cannot succeed in cultivation."

"Do you really want to practice this method?"

Han Muye put his hands behind his back and spoke calmly.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Zhou Wen nodded and whispered: "Among the descendants of my Zhou family, only three have the qualifications to practice, and they all have ninth-grade spiritual roots."

"My qualifications are the worst among the three."

"If I don't cultivate Ten Thousand Swords and return to my clan, I don't know when I can build the foundation and restore the prestige of my Zhou family."

"Please also ask senior brother to teach me."

Zhou Wen bowed solemnly to Han Muye, holding the ten spiritual stones in his hands.

Han Muye nodded and said calmly: "Okay, then I will teach you the Wanjian Guizong."

He put one hand behind his back, raised the other hand, slowly stretched it forward, and slowly thrust out with his fingers.

"This swordsmanship was created by Mo Yuan, the number one person in the outer sect of Jiuxuan Sword Sect."

"Mo Yuan, with his great perseverance that has lasted two hundred years of condensing energy, has studied the swordsmanship of the outer sects, merged thousands of swordsmanship into one sword, and returned to the sect into ten thousand swords."

"This swordsmanship does not require superior qualifications or superior understanding."

"This swordsmanship is for ordinary swordsmanship in the world, to open a great avenue to the sky."

"This is the return of Wanjian to the clan."

Han Muye whispered, and the scene when Mo Yuan taught him Wanjian Guizong flashed in his mind.

At this time, his perception was different.

How did Mo Yuan feel when he taught Han Muye swordsmanship in his wasted life?

have no choice?

happy?

desolate?

firm?

Han Muye pointed his finger forward. There was no sword energy or spiritual energy stirring in his body, but he seemed to be standing on the clouds thousands of meters high, reaching out to cover the sky.

This sword cuts the heaven and the battlefield!

Zhou Wen, who was standing in front of him, widened his eyes and trembled all over.

What he saw in his eyes seemed to be a huge sword that covered the sky and the sun, and slashed down with a roar!
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