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15, the first person outside the door, Mo Yuan

For sword cultivators, carrying a sword is a treasure, which is comparable to the existence of a Taoist monk.

Most people would never want to touch it.

Hearing that Han Muye asked for the sword at his waist, the expression on the young man's face changed.

After hesitating for a moment, he raised his hand and drew out the long sword, then reversed the blade and handed the hilt to Han Muye.

Han Muye reached out and took the sword, his eyes flashed.

"The sword is named Yuliu. It is three feet and three inches long and weighs eight kilograms and two taels."

"The weight of a three-foot sword, the forging techniques, and the spiritual materials used are all good."

Han Muye's words made the young man's eyes light up.

Once you get a sword, you can tell the weight and length without any difference, which is quite a trick.

"I used one or two pieces of light spiritual iron in this sword." The young man said in a low voice.

Light iron?

One or two pieces of light spiritual iron can turn a long sword into a semi-spiritual weapon. It seems that this thing is a treasure.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, and the scene when the sword was forged appeared in his mind.

The forging technique is a pleated forging method, in which black iron is mixed with a piece of blue-gray spiritual material and is tempered over and over again.

This forging method is called the first forging of spiritual weapons.

This is a common method for refining long swords suitable for sword cultivation at the stage of Qi Condensation to Foundation Establishment. On the first floor of the Sword Pavilion, many sword weapons use this method.

In fact, such swords are semi-finished products, called semi-spiritual weapons, and they are classified as mortal products.

If you want to use it for a long time in the future, you can refine it with your own spiritual energy after your sword cultivation level reaches the ground level, improve its spirituality, and finally turn it into a spiritual weapon.

The spiritual weapon, the sword weapon hidden on the second floor of the sword pavilion is the envoy of the strong man in the earth. The sword flies into the air, splits the sword light, has endless wonderful uses, and is extremely powerful.

The scene changed again, and Han Muye saw the young man in front of him standing in front of a big river holding a long sword and dancing with it.

The light of the sword is clear, it is the blue wave of Erxuan swordsmanship.

The light in the picture was shining, and in Han Mu's opinion, this young man's swordsmanship was not bad.

Just looking at it, something is missing.

Han Muye held the long sword in his hand, turned his palm over, and gently thrust the sword forward.

This style is countless times slower than the young man dancing with the sword in the picture.

The young man opposite was about to speak out when his expression suddenly changed and his eyes were fixed on Han Mu's sword.

The sword light flashed gently, neither quickly nor slowly, and remained suppressed.

In the eyes of young people, this kind of depression is the essence of this style of Bibo.

When his master performed the Dharma for him, he once said that the blue waves of the cold pool should be like clouds and mist.

"This blue wave swordsmanship is about calmness and calmness of the water."

Han Muye whispered in his mouth, and then moved the sword gently. The light of the sword was like water ripples, light in front and heavy in back.

I see!

When I was practicing swordplay on a big river, the water was rippling and all my strength was released. There was no such feeling as the water was still and the strength was restrained.

Surprise flashed across the young man's face, he raised his hand and made a fist. Just as he was about to speak, Han Muye sheathed his long sword and said calmly: "This is just the first artistic conception of Bibo Swordsmanship."

The first level?

What's the meaning?

There was a look of doubt on the young man's face.

When the master taught swordsmanship, didn't he say that Bibo swordsmanship has a second level of artistic conception?

Han Muye pointed the long sword lightly in his hand, and then shouted in a low voice: "Watch it——"

The youthful beauty in the flash of sword light is like a dragon swimming in the waves, causing thousands of clear waves to rise!

The young man felt endless waves coming towards his head. He screamed in surprise, took a few steps back, and hit his back against the wall of the quiet room before he stopped.

When he looked again, there was only a long sword in front of him.

Han Muye lightly clasped the sword with his fingers and handed the sword hilt to him.

Silently taking the long sword, the young man returned the sword to its sheath, and then bowed to Han Muye: "Thank you, Senior Brother, Yang Shao for your advice."

With that said, he held up five pale gold finger-length jade plaques and presented them to Han Muye.

This is the certificate of meritorious service of Jiuxuan Sword Sect, one piece can be exchanged for one hundred spirit stones.

Han Muye stretched out his hand to take the meritorious service, turned around and left. When he reached the door, he paused and said softly: "Actually, there is a third level to this Bibo Swordsmanship."

After saying that, Yang Shao, who was wide-eyed, had already walked out of the quiet room before he could say anything.

"Is there a third level?"

"How can there be a third level of Erxuan Swordsmanship..."

Yang Shao looked at the quietly closed quiet room door, with a trace of confusion on his face.

"By the way, who is this senior brother? His swordsmanship has reached the point where he can lift a light weight like a heavy weight and a heavy weight like a light weight. He can show his artistic conception without injecting spiritual energy."

"Could it be, who is the new direct descendant?"

——————

Han Muye walked out of the quiet room with a smile on his face.

The business lasts for a long time, and just by doing this, you might be able to make a lot of money.

Bibo Swordsmanship is originally a two-level swordsmanship. It is rare for it to contain the second level of artistic conception. The third level should not exist.

The reason why Han Muye said there was a third level was because he realized this swordsmanship three times while wiping the sword in the sword pavilion.

After confirming it three times, he actually had another realization and deduced the third level of Bibo Swordsmanship.

The first level is that the water is calm, the second level is the turbulent waves, and the third level is to return to the essence and stand still.

Han Muye walked to the front desk and handed back the door number of Quiet Room No. 73 and two blank books.

The middle-aged man in green robe who received the reception stood up, put away the door sign and "Iron Bull Strength", and then said with a smile: "This senior brother, "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect" does not belong to my Falou practice."

Doesn't it belong to the acting building?

Also, this "All Dharmas Return to the Sect" is so powerful that it should not be practiced by ordinary inner disciples.

"I wonder where Elder Mo Yuan lives in the door, I forgot to ask just now." Han Muye asked.

Hearing his words, the middle-aged man in green robe grinned and said, "Who is this elder?"

"Mo Yuan, the number one person in the outer sect, has been with our Jiuxuan Sword Sect for almost two hundred years."

Speaking of this, he chuckled and shook his head and said: "When I say the person who is the first in the outer sect, it is not that he is the first in the outer sect in cultivation, but that he is the oldest in the outer sect."

Exterior doors?

Not an elder, just an old man who has been with the outside world for two hundred years?

That demeanor, that finger pointing out, as if the sky is tilting his face and his face does not change, is he just an outer disciple?

"It is said that when he first started practicing, he had very good aptitude, but he didn't know what was wrong with him, so he had to learn some swordsmanship that could accommodate all things."

"Look, it's been two hundred years and there's still no Qi condensation."

"Come to think of it, he probably doesn't have long to live."

The middle-aged man in green robe shook his head, looked at the book "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Clan" in Han Muye's hand and said, "This technique is a lie. What kind of good technique can a disciple who can never enter the inner sect create?

"

It took two hundred years and a lifetime of energy to create this book "The Return of Ten Thousand Swords to the Clan".

Han Muye looked at the book in his hand and felt that it was extremely heavy.

He put the book away gently, then turned and left.

"Well, senior brother, I wonder if you would like to accept the mission at the Yanfa Building?"

The middle-aged man in green robe behind him said.

Han Muye turned around and said calmly: "What mission?"

"Not only will you get paid for answering the practice questions of the disciples in the Yanfa Building, but every time you answer the questions ten times, the Yanfa Building will also reward you with five meritorious deeds."

The middle-aged man in green robe said with a smile: "Senior Brother Yang Shao was very satisfied with your answer just now, and is willing to add three more meritorious deeds."

As he spoke, he handed over three merit certificates.

Can it still be like this?

Han Muye reached out and took over the meritorious service.

Three hundred spirit stones, you would be a fool not to take them.

"It's okay to answer the acting question, but I don't want outsiders to know my identity." Han Muye said after putting away his merit certificate.

"Easy," the middle-aged man in green robe said with a smile: "There are many senior brothers and even elders in the sect who don't want to expose their identities to accept tasks. They all give a pseudonym and hide their faces with masks."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "Look, that's the one."

Han Muye turned around and saw a man wearing a robe and a bronze mask pushing the door into a quiet room.

"Okay, I'll take this mission." Han Muye nodded and left.


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