124. It turns out that the nineteenth direct descendant is you.
"Senior Brother Han, are you the direct disciple?" Qiao Qing'er looked at the path with a look of horror on her face.
Several other people also stared wide-eyed and couldn't believe it.
What is direct inheritance?
Not counting the handymen in the sect, there are tens of thousands of outer disciples, more than 3,000 inner disciples, and then hundreds of disciples from each elder's sect, and finally, the direct descendants of the sect.
The entire Jiuxuan Sword Sect has hundreds of thousands of disciples, but only 18 of them can be directly passed down!
These are the eighteen most outstanding people among hundreds of thousands of people.
Every cultivation talent, cultivation and combat power are unparalleled.
The identity of the eighteen direct disciples is not disclosed in the sect, but most elders, deacons and above know who are the direct disciples.
In the past, the direct lineage of sects always started from the outer sect and worked their way up, at least to the top five of the outer sect.
In the inner sect, if you are not in the top ten, you will basically have no chance of being a direct descendant.
Direct disciples are far superior to practitioners of their generation.
Jin Ze, the sect leader of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, and the three supreme elders were all direct descendants.
"Can a sword watcher from the Sword Pavilion become a direct disciple..." The young man standing next to Qiao Qing'er had a complex expression on his face and spoke in a low voice.
From the time I met Han Muye by chance, I knew he was a swordsman. At most, I was curious about him, and I hoped that I could become familiar with him when I mastered swordsmanship in the future.
No one really takes sword watchers seriously.
Later, because of the fight between Huo Ping and Jiang Han, everyone looked at Han Muye high.
I feel that he can make friends with outside masters like Jiang Han, and he has some skills in choosing swords.
When the sect gathered, everyone had a different understanding of Han Muye.
He was actually invited by the elder Tuoba of Sanshizhai to sit on the stage and comment on the competing disciples.
Until this moment, no one looked down upon Han Muye anymore.
In recent days, Jiange has gained a great reputation.
The two ancestors and elders are in charge, and Huang Liuge is very loyal.
Regardless of whether it is the inner sect or the outer sect, when talking about the sect's great prosperity, one must mention Huang Laoliu, who devoted his whole life to practice and turned the tide at the critical moment.
Many people went to the sword pavilion to receive their swords just to visit Huang Laoliu.
At this time, Han Muye was considered to have benefited from the glory. His skill in sword selection was well known by more sect disciples.
Qiao Qing'er and the others already know enough about Han Muye.
But now they realize that they really don't know anything.
"Heirloom..."
"There are only eighteen members in our Jiuxuan Sword Sect, right?" A thin disciple said in a low voice.
"Nineteen of them, including Senior Brother Han." Qiao Qing'er whispered and turned to go to the guard hall.
The others looked back and followed.
It's useless to speculate and speculate here, so it's better to quickly log in to your inner sect's roster.
In the future, when you go to the sword pavilion to receive the sword, you must be more respectful to Senior Brother Han.
Directly speaking, that is an existence that is unattainable and cannot even be thought of.
Huo Ping followed the crowd blankly, unable to calm down for a while.
…
"Is this the nineteenth direct descendant of the sect?" behind the path, a middle-aged Taoist wearing a green robe said.
Beside him, an old man with gray hair, also wearing a green robe, nodded.
"I have never seen this person before. If the sect master hadn't reported it in advance, I wouldn't have known that the sect already had a nineteenth direct heir."
"I don't know what's so special about this one."
After hearing the old man's words, the middle-aged man in green robe smiled and said: "Which direct descendant is not the best among men? If he does not have real ability, how could the sect grant the direct descendant the token?"
"Every direct descendant is qualified to compete for the position of sect leader."
"Speaking of the position of the sect leader," the middle-aged man in green robe looked around, then lowered his voice: "Senior brother, has the Jinze sect master really stopped his path?"
The old man shook his head, waved his hand and said: "This matter is not something we can discuss, so please keep it a secret."
The middle-aged man in green robe nodded, and disappeared in a flash.
"As for the position of sect leader, I wonder who among these nineteen direct descendants can take the position?" The old man turned his head and looked at the end of the path, whispered, and disappeared, leaving only the lush green grass.
…
Han Muye walked along the trail and saw that except for the lush vegetation, there was nothing else out of the ordinary.
Across a small hill, you can see a cluster of low villages.
It really looks like an ordinary small village, with low thatched houses and chicken coops with bamboo fences.
That's the secret place?
As he moved forward, Han Muye could feel the concentration of spiritual energy around him changing.
He is no longer a novice in spiritual practice, and he will not take a deep breath as he did when he stood at the gate of Jianmen Mountain.
At this time, the spiritual energy in the body is transferred, and a halo slowly appears around the body. The feeling of sufficient spiritual energy spreads throughout the body.
This place should be not far from the spiritual place in the sect.
It's just that it looks so ordinary here.
Han Muye recalled some rumors that many sect elders had bad tastes and always liked to play simple and unpretentious things.
Isn’t the small village in front of you extremely simple and unpretentious?
"Hey, new guy?"
When we arrived at the entrance of the village, a young man wearing gray linen clothes and doing carpentry work looked at Han Muye and said with a smile.
Han Muye nodded, he was considered a newcomer.
"Haha, I am Mu Mei Zhenzhuan 21, you can just call me Mu 21."
The young man put down the saw in his hand, clapped his hands, and looked at Han Muye: "Which lineage are you from?"
Which lineage?
After much thought, Han Muye realized that he was not of any lineage.
Which lineage can one belong to by practicing in Jiange?
"I don't seem to be of a certain bloodline..." He shook his head.
Which lineage doesn’t count?
Mu Eryi raised his eyebrows and was shocked all over.
In the sect, there is no one disciple who belongs to any lineage, there is only one!
Sect leader, Jin Yishui, Jin Ze!
This person who practices two-line martial arts, is also the leader of the sect, and his disciples really don’t belong to which lineage!
Looking over Han Muye, Mu Eryi became more certain about his judgment.
His spiritual light shone brightly, he had just broken through, and his sword energy was still surging.
A true disciple of the sect master’s lineage!
I heard that the sect leader's path has been cut off. Are you going to train his disciples?
"Haha, it doesn't count. I understand, I understand..." Mu Eryi smiled and put away the saw and axe, picked it up on a pole, and turned around to leave.
"Let's go, I'll take you to see the elder guarding the secret place."
"You know the elders stationed here, Waterline Supreme Master Zhang Zhi and Elder Zhang."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "When you go to his place, decide on a code name for this place in the future and build a wooden house by yourself."
Mu Eryi turned around and said enthusiastically: "If you are short of manpower, I can help you build it."
Following Mu Eryi as he walked into the village, Han Muye saw that all the people living here were young men and women in their thirties.
"Hey, there's a new guy here again? From which lineage?"
"Mu Eryi, isn't he the newcomer from Mu Mai?"
"I've never seen it before. It's not among the top ten in the inner sect. Who is this?"
Everyone looked at Han Muye with curiosity.
But no one asked directly.
Mu Eryi grinned and made no introduction.
The two of them walked to the middle of the village and saw a large house, which was different from the surrounding grass, wood and mud houses.
"The elder lives here, surrounded by the residences of the direct descendants."
Mu Eryi pointed to the row of houses made of earth, stone and bricks and said: "Currently among the eighteen direct descendants, eleven live here."
Speaking of this, he chuckled and said: "Once you are used to living in the spiritual land, you really can't bear to go out."
Han Muye turned his head to look, and the halo of spiritual energy around him flickered slightly.
That's it?
With such a little spiritual energy, what is there to be reluctant to part with?
In his daily practice, he directly uses high-grade spiritual stones, the spiritual energy infused in them is much richer than the spiritual energy here.
"Isn't it said that there is only one opportunity per month to practice spiritual cultivation?" Han Muye thought of the rules circulated in the sect.
The spiritual energy in the spiritual land is also limited. If you don't set up rules, it may be absorbed and exhausted.
This spiritual energy also supports the entire sect's magic circle.
"Haha, things like rules are all for outsiders to see." Mu Eryi showed a proud look on his face and said with a smile: "Our true descendants are the future pillars of the sect. With this little aura, the sect is still
I’m willing to give it up.”
"Let's go, you will know when you meet the elder."
Han Muye nodded and followed him into the big house.
In the spacious and bright house, an old man wearing a blue-grey robe was walking, holding a kettle in his hand, watering the flowers and plants in the yard.
"Elder, there are new true disciples reporting for duty today." Mu Eryi put down his pick and said.
The old man watering the flowers didn't even raise his head, and just said calmly: "Whose family do you belong to?"
Whose disciple?
Han Muye was stunned for a moment.
Whose disciple do you consider yourself to be?
Are you a disciple of the elder Jiange?
Yes, but there is no formal initiation ceremony, nor does it say that he is a disciple of the elders of Jiange.
Then, if the token of my direct disciple was given by the sect leader, does that count as the sect leader’s disciple?
In terms of inheritance, the Ten Thousand Swordsmen he cultivated should be under Mo Yuan's sect.
Mu Eryi glanced at Han Muye and lowered his head slightly.
Didn't he bring Han Muye here just to find out Han Muye's identity?
"Ahem, please report back to the elder. I am probably a disciple of the elder Jiange." After thinking about it, Han Muye felt that he was closer to the elder Jiange.
It's hard to say whether the sect leader recognizes himself or not, so it's better not to get involved in this relationship.
Mo Yuan has already gone to the East China Sea. He was only an outer disciple in the sect and had no background.
It is suitable to be under the leadership of the elder of Jiange.
Elder of Jiange?
Mu Er's eyes widened and he raised his head to look at Han Muye.
Is he from Jiange?
Aren’t there all sword watchers in the sword pavilion?
Zhang Zhihe, the elder who was watering the flowers over there, also raised his head and looked at Han Muye.
"It's you……"
He nodded slightly and said, "During the battle outside Jiuxuan Mountain, you were with Senior Brother Gao, right?"
Han Muye cupped his hands and said, "During the war, I was indeed with you all the way."
Zhang Zhihe put down the water bottle in his hand, straightened up, stretched out his hand and said: "Being able to accompany me all the way shows that your character is not bad."
"Senior Brother Gao is a very aloof and arrogant person. It is not easy to join his sect."
"Give me your identity token, and I will log in for you. From now on, you can practice here."
Will you practice here from now on?
Han Muye raised his head and looked around, with a look of hesitation on his face.
How?
The concentration of spiritual energy in this spiritual land is completely insufficient for practicing breathing.
Moreover, I mainly cultivate sword energy, which is only available in Jiange Pavilion.
"Elder, I just came to visit this spiritual place, not to practice for a long time."
"I am a sword watcher, and I have some errands at the sword pavilion."
As Han Muye said this, he handed over the token given to him by the sect leader Jin Ze.
Directly passed down!
Looking at the token, Mu Eryi let out a low cry and almost bit his tongue.
Zhang Zhihe was also shocked, his eyes narrowed, and he looked up at Han Muye.
"It turns out that the nineteenth direct descendant is you."