The elder of Jiange turned to look at the stunned people, and then said calmly: "I haven't been exposed to this common food for thirty years."
"Sit down."
The elder of Jiange pointed at the stools around him.
Han Muye gave everyone a look and then sat down.
The others looked at each other and took their seats.
The elder of Jiange waved his hand, and several wine glasses appeared on the table.
Han Muye hurriedly stood up, picked up the wine pot, and filled the wine glass with wine.
"It's rare to sit with an elder at the same table. We respect the elder." Han Muye picked up his wine glass and said.
In his opinion, this Jiange elder is probably at the management level of a large company.
Although we usually don't get along well with each other, in fact, we are human beings. If we get along for a long time, maybe we can develop some friendship.
Maybe it was because he had been in Jiange and the cultivation world for a short time, and he had not yet developed so much awe for high-level practitioners.
Toast the elders?
Huang Laoliu and others hurriedly raised their glasses.
They never thought of sitting at the same table with the elder of Jiange, let alone being qualified to toast the elder of Jiange.
In the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, those who are qualified to toast the elders of the Sword Pavilion are at least strong in the realm.
The elder of Jiange smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass, and said calmly: "This wine is very strong, so just drink less."
After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.
Too drunk?
Han Muye looked at the wine glass in his hand.
Is this wine unusual?
He brought the wine glass to his mouth and took a sip.
It tastes sweet in the mouth, with a hint of spiritual energy, penetrates the intestines into the abdomen, and then falls on the Dantian, and then a trace of strange power emanates from the muscles and bones of the body.
This is indeed no ordinary wine, but a treasure that can stimulate the strength of muscles and bones and increase longevity!
Although this improvement is limited, anything related to Shouyuan is not an ordinary item.
Looking back, Huang Laoliu and the others had already drained their glasses.
When everyone sat down, the elder of Jiange picked up his bamboo chopsticks and picked up a few meat and vegetable dishes.
"Well, the dishes in this Chinese restaurant taste a lot better."
After trying a few dishes, he said calmly.
"No, this is all special..." After a glass of wine, Lu Gao, whose face was flushed, was only halfway through his words when he suddenly paused, raised his head, sweat broke out on his body, and he woke up from the alcohol.
I am a handyman disciple, and I don’t say anything about sitting at the same table with the elders, but I still dare to shout in front of the elders!
If the elder is unhappy, won't he lose his job?
This errand cannot be lost!
Fortunately, the elder of Jiange did not care about his words and turned to look at Huang Laoliu.
"Huang Zhenxiong, you have been in Jiange for seven years and will be the deacon of Jiange for three more years. Do you really want to leave?"
Huang Laoliu's face twitched slightly, and he turned to look at Lu Qingping beside him, and then at Han Muye opposite.
He took a deep breath and was about to speak when the elder of Jiange waved his hand: "Forget it, I already understand what you mean."
Picking up the wine glass, a smile appeared on the face of the elder of Jiange: "Whether it is on Jiuxuan Mountain or in the secular world, it can be regarded as practice wherever you go."
"Over the years, I have come and gone in Jiange, but you have been with me the most."
Huang Laoliu quickly picked up his wine glass and stood up.
Beside him, Lu Qingping also stood up to accompany him.
The elder of Jiange drank a glass of wine, stood up, and walked into Jiange.
"Haha, Huang Xiaoliu, who pissed his pants in the sword pavilion back then, is also going to get married and have children."
These words made Huang Laoliu's face turn the color of pig's liver, and Lu Qingping's face on the side also turned pink.
"After practicing for a long time, the desire for food and drink will fade away."
"Don't call me again for dinner from now on."
After the words fell, the elders of Jiange had disappeared at the stairs.
This was obviously said to Han Muye.
When he left, Lu Gao grabbed the wine bottle on the table.
"No, no, I have to suppress my shock."
Lin Shen, who was beside him, stretched out his hand to hold it down.
"It's okay to drink one glass of this wine, but if you drink too much, your meridians may burst and die." Lin Shen shook his head and spoke in a low voice.
Lu Gao was so frightened that he shrank his hands and put down the wine bottle.
"Brother Liu, this wine should be given to you by the elder." Han Muye reached out and pushed the wine bottle in front of Huang Laoliu.
There is still more than half a bottle of wine in the jug.
For a person like Huang Laoliu who has lost his longevity, this half bottle of wine is indeed a precious gift.
Huang Laoliu nodded, with a complicated expression on his face.
The atmosphere at the dinner table became increasingly dull, but after a while, everyone dispersed.
Huang Laoliu sent Lu Qingping back, Lu Gao sent the table and dishes back to the dining hall, and Lin Shen sent Lin Yuxia back to the station.
Han Muye was left alone at the gate of Jiange.
He looked up at the third floor of Jiange and understood why the elder of Jiange came downstairs to have this meal today.
After practicing for a long time, the desire for food and drink has faded, and so have the human feelings.
This time he went downstairs to have a glass of wine, which was extremely rare.
As the elder of Jiange said, Huang Laoliu has been with him the longest.
Shaking his head and returning to the quiet room, Han Muye sat cross-legged in meditation, with streaks of sword energy flowing around his body.
In the sea of qi, the scattered sword energy began to gather, and then condensed into sword intent.
These days, he has been collecting warm and nourishing sword energy, and has collected tens of thousands of scattered sword energy.
Today on the second floor of the Sword Pavilion, in addition to two complete sword intents, there are also three fragmented sword energies that failed to condense the sword intent.
Now he dismantled the three sword qi that had not yet been condensed into sword intent, and merged them with the sword qi of similar attributes. The 128,000 sword qi were condensed into a line, and two more sword intents were obtained.
In this way, the total amount of sword intent he possessed returned to twelve.
In addition to the six paths scattered among various swords and weapons these days, there are still six sword intents circulating and circling in the sea of qi.
This amount of sword intent is a bit too much for his body and longevity. It would be better to spread it into the sword tomorrow to recuperate it.
Han Muye now also understands that these swords in the Qi Sea are too strong for him to refine quickly and can only be consumables.
Now he collects it and stores it as a guarantee of his own combat power and uses it as consumables.
Whether it is refining elixirs or returning Wan Jian to the clan, it can give him the capital to gain a foothold.
The most important thing for him now is to improve his spiritual energy cultivation, temper his muscles, bones and body, and use the sword nourishing technique to warm up more of his own sword energy.
The sword energy that has been cultivated by oneself is more obedient and gentle, and there is no need to worry about the consumption of the imperial envoy, as it can be condensed repeatedly.
When the sword energy in his dantian turns into sword intent and has the qualification to suppress other sword intent in the sea of qi, then his rise to the sky begins.
Now he just needs to immerse himself in practice.
There are countless powerful people in such a large Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
He is a sword watcher in the sword pavilion, when will it be his turn to take action?
With his sword in motion, Han Muye began to count the rest of today's gains.
Watching Ling Juezong Qi Mingyuan's swordsmanship drill, he got two sets of Ling Juezong's Zongzong swordsmanship.
Jueyun, Dangyun.
The two sets of swordsmanship combined with the prairie fire swordsmanship can turn into a sword force that can rival the heavenly realm.
For the time being, Han Muye was still unable to use his sword power. Today, he almost got his soul hurt by peeking into the secret of the sword power.
Raising his hand, two blue and purple swords appeared, floating quietly in front of Han Muye.
These two swords were kept warm and nourished by Han Muye day by day, and the swords were filled with auras of light.
I believe that these two swords will one day turn into spiritual weapons.
Thinking of the spiritual weapon, a foot-long dagger flew out of his sleeve, spinning around his body like a crescent moon.
Go to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion and get eight sets of swordsmanship, all of which are extremely powerful.
Six of the sets are owned by the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, and the other two sets have a lower string, which is the swordsmanship of the Yuehua Sword Sect.
The swordsmanship of Yuehua Sword Sect uses cold air to simulate moonlight and turn it into a flying blade of light.
This method is the method used by the Sword Immortal to fly his sword.
Looking at the whirling sword light, Han Muye stretched out his left hand and held the small sword.
"Stab-"
The sword light was reversed, hung upside down and turned into a shrill cold light.
This arc of light is mysterious and strange, extremely agile, and its murderous intent makes people shudder.
"What a powerful left-handed swordsmanship..."
Letting go of the dagger, Han Muye whispered softly.
This reversal of swordsmanship was the only one he had seen that was strange and agile.