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125, this guy exploded 100,000 spiritual stones in one go!

The nineteenth direct descendant!

It is truly a direct descendant!

Mu Eryi looked at Han Muye, who was too young in front of him, and his heart was in confusion.

The greenness in Han Muye's body is easy to see.

The intensity of the spiritual energy surging in his body also showed that his cultivation was not deep enough.

Such a person is actually a direct descendant?

"The sect leader said that a nineteenth direct successor has been arranged."

"May I have your name?"

Zhang Zhihe looked at Han Muye and spoke softly.

There was a trace of aura in his eyes.

"Disciple Han Muye." Han Muye held his hand.

"Well, from now on you will be Jiuxuan Sword Sect, Han Shijiu."

Zhang Zhihe reached out and took Han Muye's token. The golden light flashed in his hand, and he carved the ancient characters nineteen on it.

"Our Jiu Xuan Sword Sect is one of the nine sects in Western Xinjiang and the master of swordsmanship. As the nineteenth direct descendant of the sect, you must always remember the interests of the sect. The reputation of the sect is higher than your life."

After handing the token back, Zhang Zhihe looked at Han Muye and spoke solemnly.

"The interests and reputation of the sect are higher than life?" Han Muye took the token and muttered softly: "This brand has no benefits, why do you still have to bear risks?"

Mu Eryi, who was standing aside, already felt like he wanted to be slapped on the head.

This is the token passed down from the sect, and represents the identity of the 19th sect leader of the entire Jiuxuan Sword Sect.

As long as they don't die, every direct descendant will be an elder of the sect, and they will still be the kind of elders with real power.

Shouldn't such a person's own interests and honor be tied to the sect?

Not to mention the direct disciples, even these true disciples, everything about themselves is also implicated in the sect, and they both gain and lose.

When Han Jiujiu complained in front of the sect's supreme elder, wasn't he afraid of making the elder displeased?

Even a direct disciple would not dare to be so presumptuous in front of the Supreme Elder, right?

"You are right. This token not only brings benefits, but also brings responsibilities." Sure enough, there was a sense of depression in the elder's tone.

"But compared with one's own life, both honor and interests are empty."

"Only when you are alive can you have a chance to turn around."

Zhang Zhihe's next words made Mu Eryi's eyes widen.

Zhang Zhihe turned to look at Mu Eryi, and then looked at Han Muye: "You are all elites trained by the sect at great cost, and you are the future of the sect."

"You are more important than the interests of the sect and the reputation of the sect."

He lowered his voice and whispered: "The living elite has infinite possibilities."

"No one cares about the dead elite."

Han Muye chuckled and held up his hands: "I feel comfortable listening to the elder's words. Come to Jiange sometime and have a drink together."

Now he eats and drinks with Patriarch Tao Ran and the elders of Jiange every day, and he no longer has much respect for these powerful men who are half a step into the heaven.

What's more, the unlucky Patriarch Tao Ran often felt embarrassed in front of him.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Zhang Zhihe's eyes shone brightly. He looked Han Muye up and down, and then said with a long smile: "Okay, I will definitely go for a drink when I have time."

"The last time I had a drink with Tao Ran was a hundred years ago."

"That guy doesn't drink well."



Mu Eryi didn't come back to his senses until he accompanied Han Muye out of the big house.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Han Muye, who looked calm.

Is this his direct disciple?

How can you be so casual with the Supreme Elder?

"Senior Brother Mu Eryi, you said that direct disciples can choose a room in this big house and don't need to build it themselves, right?" Han Muye looked at the big earth-and-stone house and asked.

He came here to practice and use the aura here to stabilize his cultivation, not just for a vacation.

There was a large house already available, but he didn't want to build it himself.

"Yes, the ones here are vacant. You can choose any of them, Senior Brother Han."

Mu Er quickly pointed to the large houses with closed entrances in front of them.

Han Muye nodded and walked over.

Some of these big houses have been locked from the inside, obviously occupied, and some have half-open locks on the outside, indicating that no one lives in them.

Han Muye chose a room with good lighting, turned around and cupped his hands towards Mu Eryi, and walked in.

"With the new nineteenth heir, Lingdi is probably going to be busy..." Mu Eryi whispered as he watched Han Muye walk into the big room.

He turned around and walked toward the thatched cottage outside the big house.

"Hey, Mu Eryi, where is the person who came with you?"

Someone saw Mu Eryi walking out alone and spoke in surprise.

"I'm living in a big house." Mu Eryi walked forward with his head bent and replied in a low voice.

Live in a big house!

The person who asked the question widened his eyes.

New direct lineage!

"Quickly, senior brother, please tell me, what is the background of this new direct descendant? Why haven't I seen him before?"

"Senior brother, I just hunted a wild boar, and we had a barbecue together. I sliced ​​the wild boar legs using Jin Yun Swordsmanship to ensure that the skin is thin and the meat is thick."

All the true disciples rushed towards Mu Eryi and snatched his pick.

With a smile on his face, Mu Eryi was dragged by them to drink.

"Nineteen direct descendants? Interesting." In a certain big room, someone chuckled and whispered.

"Han Nineteen? The sect leader's path has been cut off. What else can you think of? Humph."

In a large room somewhere, someone whispered with a cold tone.

Han Muye ignored the changes in the people in the spiritual place. He walked into the big room and saw that the furnishings were simple. Compared with his quiet room, there were only one long desk and a small bookshelf.

There are only three or two books on the bookshelf.

I went to the bookshelf and looked through it. They were just travel notes, reflections, etc. They were obviously left by the previous owner of the house and were not secret books on exercises.

Not interested in watching this, Han Muye walked to the wooden couch, moved and sat cross-legged.

In his Dantian, the originally silent spiritual energy surged and began to spin.

"Buzz——"

Around him, vortexes appeared one after another, with clear spiritual energy pouring into his body.

At this moment, the dark golden light in the room turned into silk threads, intertwined and entangled.

The power of formation.

This formation can collect all the spiritual energy floating in the surrounding space, and can also lock the spiritual energy in the big house to prevent it from escaping.

It seems that this is the legendary spirit gathering formation.

In the big house, the spiritual energy around Han Muye rolled like waves, and then rushed into his Dantian.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The sword energy is like a fish swimming in the Dantian, shuttle back and forth, and the spiritual energy is flowing freely.

Because the spiritual energy attracted and absorbed was too strong, the spiritual energy visible to the naked eye turned into a vortex outside the big house where Han Muye lived.

"The foundation of this new nineteen-year-old descendant is not bad. Even the second level of the Spirit Gathering Formation has been activated." Mu Eryi and others sitting around under the big tree in the distance looked up and someone spoke in a low voice.

"It's just so so. As long as it's a direct descendant, who can't activate the second level of the Spirit Gathering Array?" Someone shook his head and chuckled.

"I remember that Master Song Qi practiced for the first time in the big house, but he directly inspired the third level of the spirit gathering array. Even the elders helped him strengthen the array and draw the spiritual energy."

"Haha, don't you know the rumors that when the sect master was practicing in the spiritual land, one night, he affected the spiritual land formation and made a constant roar?"

In the spiritual world, talent and qualifications are valued.

The better the practitioner's foundation, the further he can go on the path of cultivation.

During the practice after entering the spiritual land, whoever can absorb enough spiritual energy shows that he or she has a solid foundation.

This little trick is passed down from the spiritual world.

It's just that Han Muye is a complete newcomer and knows nothing about the techniques and rules of the spiritual land.

"Nineteen direct descendants, let me see why you are equal to me as a direct descendant." Next to Han Muye's big house, a low voice sounded, and then a spiritual light rose.

"Buzz——"

A vortex appeared directly and knocked away the vortex on Han Muye's big house, taking away all the spiritual energy Han Muye had absorbed.

"Buzz——"

This vortex just appeared, and a vortex also appeared in another big room, coming to compete for the spiritual energy.

"It's started. It's Su Shiba and Qi Shisan who take action."

Looking at the two vortexes competing for spiritual energy, someone's eyes shone brightly and he spoke in a low voice.

This is the direct way of welcoming new people.

In fact, even true disciples will have similar temptations.

In the world of spiritual practice, strength is respected.

Without strength, how can you gain respect from others?

If you can't take a place in the competition among your peers, why should you enjoy the same treatment as others?

"It's a pity that Mr. Song Jiu didn't take action, otherwise it would have been wonderful." Looking at the vortex on Han Muye's roof that was about to collapse under the attack of two vortexes, someone shook his head and whispered.

"Haha, how is it possible that the direct descendants ranked in the top ten will not take action unless..."

Someone whispered.

Unless the newcomer is extremely strong, so strong that it threatens the top ten direct descendants.

But this is impossible.

Cultivation in the spiritual world is already the best treatment for Jianmen disciples.

The top ten direct disciples have all cultivated in the spiritual land for a long time, and their cultivation levels are no less than those of ordinary elders.

The new direct disciples, regardless of their cultivation or talents, cannot pose a threat to the top ten direct disciples.

In the big house, Han Muye began to slowly stabilize his cultivation.

The spiritual energy absorbed by the spirit gathering array is enough for his Dantian to function.

Such a comparison shows that the spiritual energy in the spiritual land is indeed much richer than outside.

At least when practicing in the Jiange Quiet Room, the little bit of spiritual energy absorbed is not even enough to fill the gap between the teeth.

While absorbing spiritual energy to consolidate his cultivation during the Qi Condensation Stage, Han Muye raised his hand and took out the sword pill that Lin Shen had given him before.

Round and smooth.

This sword pill doesn't look like a sword at all.

Holding the sword pill in his palm, Han Muye activated a stream of spiritual energy and a sword energy to interweave, and gently poured it into it.

As soon as the spiritual energy and sword energy entered the sword pill, the sword pill began to tremble slightly.

It can really motivate.

Han Muye took a breath, and then no longer hesitated. The sword energy and spiritual energy in his dantian began to flow along the palm of his hand and rush into the sword pill.

"Buzz——"

The originally jade sword pill trembled with a shudder, and there was a trace of ice coldness on it.

Dark and cold, this is the aura that a sword should have!

Han Muye didn't pause, his spiritual energy and sword energy rushed into the sword pill like a torrent, and he began to refine it.

The jade color on the sword pill receded, revealing a dark aura.

Bloody spirit patterns flashed on the sword pill.

A sword energy.

A spiritual energy.

Ten sword energies.

Ten spiritual energies.



Thirty thousand sword energy poured into the sword pill, causing the sword pill to slowly begin to weaken.

Then Han Muye was shocked all over.

The spiritual energy in the Dantian is not enough.

Although his Dantian is vast and far superior to that of his peers, after all, it is only at the first level of Qi Condensation and is not yet stable.

The spiritual energy stored in it is not enough to refine the sword pill.

As for the spiritual energy absorbed by the spirit gathering array, he didn't pay attention to it.

Too little.

Frowning slightly, Han Muye took a deep breath.

Raising his hand, ten high-grade spiritual stones appeared.

At this time, the spiritual vortex above his big house had become weak and was about to dissipate.

"Haha, I can only hold on for half an hour. This nineteen-year-old descendant can't do it..." Looking at the vortex that was about to dissipate, someone shook his head softly.

"Indeed, it's still a bit tender. Let's see if you can give in. It won't be embarrassing." Someone said with a chuckle.

Today we can see the fight between the direct descendants and witness the embarrassment of one of the direct descendants, which will be a source of discussion in the future.

Mu Eryi frowned as he looked at the slowly dispersing vortex.

He always felt that Han Nineteen might not be as simple as he seemed.

This is the person who invited the Supreme Elder to drink.

In mid-air, the two vortices that had broken up the spiritual vortex of Han Muye's house began to collide.

It seems that the two direct disciples still want to decide the winner.

At this moment, there was a sound in the big house below.

"Buzz——"

The sound was not loud, and then a faint spiritual light rose.

Then, everyone’s eyes widened!

"boom--"

Above the big house, golden light curtains shrouded it.

"Spirit Locking Formation!"

"One way."

"Two ways."

"Three ways."

"Five ways."

"Ten Spirit Locking Arrays!"

"This guy exploded a hundred thousand spiritual stones in one go!"

"Fuck, is this guy the illegitimate, biological son of the sect leader..."


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