Although he had never practiced this swordsmanship, Shen Muyang recognized at a glance that the swordsmanship demonstrated by the masked man in front of him was that of starting a prairie fire.
The endless flames, breaking through at one point, and the momentum of the beacon fire for thousands of miles, is it not a prairie fire?
Shen Muyang stood there with his back against the stone wall, moving his lips lightly and mumbling to himself.
"Why, didn't you see clearly?" Han Muye shook his head and gently stretched out the sword in his hand again.
The moment he held the hilt of the sword, he had already seen the memory contained in the sword.
Shen Muyang met Patriarch Tao Ran back then.
Back then, Ancestor Tao Ran had excellent fire-veined swordsmanship, and his strength was even higher than that of the other three ancestors.
Patriarch Tao Ran would sometimes give guidance to these younger disciples.
Comprehend the Three Mysterious Sword Techniques, Yun Yan.
Comprehend the two mysterious sword skills, Ice Flame.
With the long sword in hand, Han Muye looked at Shen Muyang in front of him.
Shen Muyang's cultivation level is still beyond the comprehension of starting a prairie fire.
However, he can remember it and then go back and tell his master Su Yuan.
Han Muye held out his sword very slowly.
"Liaoyuan is the Five Mysterious Swordsmanship, which involves a hint of sword power."
"The momentum is condensed by the sword's will. When the sword comes out, the sky will be unstoppable."
Shen Muyang's eyes widened and his ears pricked up, not daring to miss a scene or a word.
Han Muye's sword was first gently stretched out, and then there was a hint of wind and thunder in it.
"The wind helps the fire, and if there is no wind, it will not be able to spread a thousand miles."
After the wind and thunder, hot air surged, and the sword light revealed a fiery red flame.
Han Muye's whisper came: "Liaoyuan, what are you burning?"
"Go back and tell your master, the red flames spread to the sky, the grass and trees all fall, a sword strikes thousands of miles, and the beacon fire sets the prairie fire ablaze."
"boom--"
Shen Muyang's eyes were filled with flames again, and he had to raise his arms to block the heat in front of him.
"Thousands of meritorious deeds, remember them first."
When the flames dissipated and the quiet room became clear, Han Muye's figure was no longer in front of him, only a long sword was placed on the stone platform.
Reaching out to take back the long sword, Shen Muyang gave a bitter smile.
He can't get a thousand meritorious deeds.
Even his master's hands may hardly have a thousand meritorious deeds now.
Fire Vein is very difficult.
Taking a deep breath, a look of surprise flashed across his face, and he walked out of the quiet room with his sword in hand.
He wanted to tell Master what he had just seen and heard.
Perhaps, this will allow my master to take a further step!
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After leaving the acting building, Han Muye felt relaxed all over.
After passing on the prairie fire sword technique to a person with fire veins, the sword intent gained from the Purple Flame Sword in his body seems to be more solid.
If the sword intention is thoughtful, I'm afraid I hope that the prairie fire swordsmanship will not be passed down in the fire veins, right?
I wonder what Patriarch Tao Ran thought at the time that he would betray the sect?
It was useless to dwell on these long-lasting things, Han Muye still focused on the physical training method.
He is going to find Zhao Pu, an elite disciple of the inner sect.
Inner gate, Sanshizhai.
The owner of Sanshizhai is named Tuo Bacheng, he is the top master of earth lineage in Jiuxuan Sword Sect and the most powerful deacon elder in the sect.
Zhao Pu practiced under Tuoba Cheng.
Han Muye held the token given to him by Zhao Pu. After the disciples at the door checked it, they let him in.
"Why did this person come to my Sanshizhai?" Han Muye walked into the courtyard, and a young man in white robes frowned and whispered at the door.
"Hmph, that guy Lin Shen must not give up. I will confiscate this guy as my disciple, and he will come find another senior brother."
With a sneer on his face, the young man watched Han Muye walk into the attic: "You are not worthy of being a disciple under my Sanshi Zhaimen if you are not pure of heart?"
"I'll tell you to get out of here later."
…
Inner doors are indeed different from outer doors.
Han Muye saw in Sanshizhai that every person wearing white robes looked extraordinary.
Sanshizhai cultivates earth veins, and most of its disciples are strong and strong.
Most of these people are practicing martial arts with their swords, without any distractions.
The swordsmanship is very powerful.
In the bluestone courtyard, several people in white robes were dancing with swords and practicing boxing.
"Han Muye!" One of them shouted happily when he saw Han Muye coming.
Han Muye smiled and clasped his fists: "I've met senior brother Zhao Pu."
This tall, bald young man is none other than Zhao Pu, an elite disciple of the Earth Lineage.
Everyone around Zhao Pu looked at Han Muye curiously.
"You continue to practice, and I will take him to see the master." Zhao Pu laughed and called Han Muye to go to the attic.
"Master said, when you come, go see him directly."
Zhao Pu looked very friendly, completely different from the coldness he showed during the performance of Falun Gong. He reached out to pat Han Muye on the shoulder. He raised his hand, but he seemed to feel that he was too strong, so he put it down again.
The two of them climbed up to the attic, where the decoration was simple and a bit clumsy.
"Master, Han Muye is here." Zhao Pu's voice was loud.
The white-haired old man sitting in front of the long desk, holding an ink pen and describing something, paused, and the ink pen stained the paper.
The old man sighed, put away the pen and paper, and then looked up.
He was as tall and strong as a bear, and although his face was suppressed, he still showed a ferocious aura.
It seems that this is the master of Sanshizhai, the elder of Jianmen, Tuoba Cheng.
Han Muye took a step forward, bowed and saluted: "Han Muye has met Elder Tuoba."
Tuoba Cheng looked him over, nodded and said, "I have a good relationship with you, the senior elder of Jiange Pavilion. Just call me uncle."
Elder Gao?
Only now did Han Muye find out that the original Jiange elder's surname was Gao.
"I've met Master Tuoba." He followed the good deeds.
There is a big difference in the relationship between a master and an elder.
Hearing his call, Tuoba Cheng grinned, and then said: "Zhao Pu said you are a spiritual genius, and it was you who discovered the secret of Tieniu Jin."
Han Muye hurriedly handed over his hand: "I don't dare call him a genius, it's just a fluke."
Hearing his words, Tuoba Cheng glared: "You Jiange like to play tricks. If you can discover secrets, that's your ability."
Well, you are the boss, you have the final say.
Han Muye lowered his head and said nothing.
"I've studied that Iron Niu Jin, and it's really not simple." Tuoba Cheng understood Han Muye's purpose of coming here and spoke in a deep voice.
The iron bull power of eighty spirit stones can make an elder say that it is not easy, it seems that he has found a treasure.
"Zhao Pu, please show this boy the follow-up exercises of Tieniu Jin deduced by Sanshizhai."
Tuoba Cheng turned to look at Zhao Pu.
Zhao Pu nodded, without saying much, he simply spread his legs apart, and a faint blue cow shadow appeared behind him.
He lowered his waist and punched, and each punch was steady and powerful.
With all his strength, he wandered away, and the second phantom of the green bull appeared.
After that, there is the third path, the fourth path, the fifth path...
By the eighth green bull shadow, Zhao Pu already had a solemn look on his face.
Even Tuoba Cheng sat up slightly.
Han Muye's eyes were shining brightly, and he stared at Zhao Pu intently.
There were pictures circulating in his mind, going back and forth.
"boom--"
A loud sound was heard, and the ninth green bull shadow appeared behind Zhao Pu. As soon as the nine shadows appeared, they kept shaking, and then slowly dispersed.
Zhao Pu and Tuoba Cheng both had a look of regret on their faces.
Zhao Pu whispered: "Nine Bulls are formed, which should be the final form of this Iron Bull Strength, but I always feel that there is something missing in it."
Something is missing?
Han Muye's mind was changing, and a vast aura rose up.
He narrowed his eyes and then looked at Tuoba Cheng who was looking up: "Uncle Master, what should we do if the nine cows merge into one and enter the body in reverse?"
"Bang——"
Tuoba Cheng smashed the long table in front of him with his palm, stood up, and laughed: "First gather the form and then coagulate the blood, returning to the vastness of the ancestors. This is the original way of body training!"