23. People like you are not worthy of Junior Sister Mu
Huang Laoliu strode in from outside the Jiange and grabbed Han Muye's collar.
"Thankfully, I told you in front of Junior Sister Mu that your vitality is severely damaged and you may not die soon. You may do something unreasonable."
"I can feel that the girl is reluctant to accept it."
"But you-"
Huang Laoliu's old face looked full of pain.
"You let down such a good girl and turned around and hooked up with this one."
"A person like you is not worthy of Junior Sister Mu. You are only suitable for Liu Ying who can find a spiritual stone at the foot of the mountain to stay for three nights."
What's the meaning?
Han Muye blinked his eyes several times, and it took him a long time to understand.
Mu Wan's voice was awkward just now, it was Huang Laoliu who said something in front of her.
Is this guy trying to bring himself and Mu Wan together?
Although that girl is nice, we've only met her a few times, so she's not that good yet, right?
Han Muye opened Huang Laoliu's palm, then looked at him with a smile on his face: "Brother Six, I want to ask about a spiritual stone that stays for three days."
Huang Laoliu was stunned for a moment, and his old face suddenly turned red: "That, what I heard, what I heard..."
Han Muye laughed loudly, took out two jade bottles filled with solid elixirs, and placed them in front of Huang Laoliu: "Brother Liu, Junior Sister Mu and I, and that shopkeeper Bai, are all innocent.
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"This is the elixir given by Junior Sister Mu," he paused and said softly: "This is not a gift from her for free, I earned it with my own ability."
"This thing is of no use to me, so I'll give it to you." A smile flashed across Han Muye's face: "It's paid off."
After saying that, he straightened his clothes, turned around, and went up to the second floor of the sword pavilion.
"This -" Huang Laoliu looked at the jade bottle in front of him, reached out and opened it, and saw ten pills in it.
Two bottles, twenty pills, all high-quality solid elixirs.
Worth six hundred spirit stones.
The corner of his mouth moved slightly, which eventually turned into a long sigh.
"You brat, for such a capable and rich girl, you are still innocent."
"Are you not good enough?"
Han Muye, who had already walked up to the second floor, almost missed his step.
You can't!
When I'm doing well, I'm scared of myself.
Arriving on the second floor, Han Muye calmed down, stood on the stairs leading to the third floor, and bowed: "Ancestor, Han Muye wants to ask Ancestor for help."
His voice was so loud that Huang Laoliu on the first floor was startled.
"Boy, you are so brave..."
Huang Laoliu whispered, with a look of expectation on his face.
On the second floor, Han Muye stood with a bow.
After waiting for a moment and receiving no response, he shouted again: "Ancestor, Han Muye is begging me for help."
This time, there was a sound coming from the third floor.
"Boy, I can't save you."
"As a sword watcher, if you can't withstand the sword energy entering your body, you will eventually die."
"No ancestor from the Jiuxuan Sword Sect will help you sort out your meridians."
"This requires a sword that has been focused on for decades."
"Do you think you are qualified to let them take action?"
Can't be saved.
No one from the Jiuxuan Sword Sect will come to the rescue.
Although Han Muye had known this would be the result, his heart still sank slightly.
Things like longevity are invisible and intangible, but they really exist.
Female nun Jin Yuan said that he only had seven days to live and he did not dare to gamble.
At that time, Jin Yuan mentioned three ways, including physical exercises to cultivate the ninth level of vitality, increasing longevity elixirs, and the ancestor's intervention to sort out the meridians.
Now that the ancestor has taken action, this road is blocked, but there is no chance of increasing the longevity elixir.
Also, even if it’s difficult, you can’t give up on the ninth level of physical training.
Taking a gentle breath, Han Muye bowed and said, "Thank you, ancestor, for your advice."
After saying that, he took a look at the swords beside him, turned around and went downstairs.
On the third floor, the ancestor of Jiange sitting cross-legged had a halo flowing in his eyes.
"You have just entered the sword pavilion and the sword energy has entered your body. If you don't die, there may be the next leader of the sword pavilion..."
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In the afternoon, Han Muye left the Jiange Pavilion and came to the Outer Gate Transmission Hall.
Lin Shen, the teacher at the Outer Sect Chuan Gong Hall, valued him and went out of his way to find him.
He didn't come to thank Lin Shen, but to ask if there was any way for him to practice the body training technique to the ninth level of Peiyuan.
After seven days, practice to the ninth level of Peiyuan.
When I went to the Outer Gate Chuan Gong Hall, there were still many disciples practicing their fists and kicks there.
We haven't seen each other for just a few days, but some of them look really presentable.
But in Han Muye's opinion, this fist and kick technique was still poor.
"Han Muye." Coach Lin walked from the side of Qingshi Square carrying a big sword.
Han Muye bowed his hands and saluted.
Seeing Han Muye, Lin Shen frowned: "Why do you look so bad?"
As he spoke, he suddenly remembered that Han Muye was a sword watcher at the Jiange Pavilion, and immediately whispered: "Boy, the place in Jiange is so evil. Stop being a sword watcher and come to the outer sect to practice."
Outer practice?
If I had the qualifications to enter the outer sect, I wouldn't have plunged into the sword pavilion and ended up with only seven days left in my life...
Han Muye shook his head, looked at Lin Shen, and whispered: "Instructor Lin, let me ask, is there any quick way to refine the body and cultivate the energy?"
"Refining body and cultivating energy?"
"Quick fix?"
Lin Shen was stunned for a moment, then shook his head. Just as he was about to speak, he heard someone beside him say: "The most important thing about physical training is accumulation. How can there be any quick success?"
Han Muye turned around and saw a young man in his thirties wearing an inner white robe, with a stern face and a disdainful sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"This is the person with excellent understanding you mentioned, Senior Brother Lin?"
"What's the use of just having enlightenment? If you can't calm down and practice hard, you will be useless for the rest of your life."
When he mentioned the word "waste", he suddenly smiled: "Senior brother, I'm not talking about you. You are willing to wield tens of thousands of swords and accumulate a lot of experience."
"Master's disciples all admire your perseverance."
Lin Shen sighed softly, shook his head and said nothing.
The young man didn't even look at Han Muye and turned around: "Senior brother, there are many things going on in the inner sect, so I won't waste time in the outer sect."
After saying that, he strode away from Qingshi Square.
"Han Muye, although my junior brother Xu Ming is arrogant, his cultivation is profound and he ranks within three hundred in the inner sect."
"Originally, I wanted to recommend you to practice under him."
Lin Shen whispered regretfully.
Han Muye was a little surprised by his words.
It was just a one-time meeting, and Lin Shen recommended him?
"The path of spiritual practice is difficult. Who wouldn't want to meet a noble person to help him at the last moment?"
Lin Shen reached out and patted Han Muye on the shoulder, and said with a bitter smile: "Unfortunately, I am not your nobleman."
Han Muye understood what he meant.
He really valued his own understanding, so he wanted to help him, hoping that he would turn around and help him when he became prosperous in the future.
It's just that Lin Shen didn't expect that he was currently in a predicament. If he didn't solve the problem of longevity, he would never be able to prosper.
"Among the outer sect, the one who has the most thorough research on the physical training method and cultivating the body is probably the number one person in the outer sect, Senior Brother Mo Yuan."
Lin Shen suddenly spoke up.
"He lives in the Outer Gate Station by Qingxi Stream. You can ask him about it."
Mo Yuan!
The old man who taught him Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Sect.
Han Muye nodded, hugged Lin Shen's fist, turned around and left.
After taking only a few steps, he stopped.
"Instructor Lin, it is wrong to draw a sword worth tens of millions to split rocks and destroy mountains."
After Han Muye finished speaking, a violent aura rose up from Lin Shen's body.
"Impossible!" Lin Shen's eyes were red and he gritted his teeth and shouted.
"For this sword, I gathered all my strength to draw the sword 8,357,561 times, and I tried my best every time."
"I just have to wait for thousands of times to draw my sword and master the mountain-destroying swordsmanship."