Chapter 83 Martial Arts Fight Poetry
Mu Han walked last, following closely behind his father, and when he saw a lot of people sitting in this scholarly pavilion, he couldn't help but feel nervous in his heart. Although I have seen some of the world, this is the first time that such a scene has occurred. He forcibly suppressed the tension in his heart and looked at the scholarly pavilion carefully.
Here is a very elegant attic, those bookshelves on the wall are placed a lot of books, as well as some antique calligraphy and paintings, with jade utensils, and some green potted shrubs are planted on the shelves, making this place more secluded, full of natural and quiet atmosphere.
There were a lot of people sitting on the seats on both sides, and some teenagers and girls sat near the door, looking at him curiously, and even some teenagers whispered something. Mu Han looked at them, all of them looked good, and their momentum and strength should not be low, and there were even many people who were higher than Feng Changxin's strength.
They should be the elite disciples in Lin Jiuye's mouth. Most of the people sitting in the back room were some rather dignified clan elders, who seemed to recognize their father and uncles, but the look in their eyes was puzzling. Some people are happy, some people are disdainful, and some people are very calm.
Sitting on the upper seat was a purple-robed middle-aged man, with a majestic momentum and an elegance, he was the patriarch of the Mu family. Lin Jiuye led them to the center of this hall and looked at the purple-robed man on the seat, "Patriarch, they are here." ”
"Well, it's been a hard journey, Mullin, you should go back to your seat first. The purple-robed man smiled and said lightly. Lin Jiuye responded, came to the chair on the side and sat down, and beckoned his father, uncle and others to sit on some seats behind him, leaving Mu Han alone to stand there.
The patriarch of the Mu family looked at Mu Han and said with a smile, "You are Mu Han." ”
"Yes. When Mu Han replied, he was a little nervous in his heart.
He seemed to see Mu Han's nervousness, "Don't be nervous, this is also your home." I asked you to come over this time, mainly about the ancient sword Hongchen. ”
Mu Han did not speak, but listened to his words.
The purple-robed man looked at Mu Han and said again, "The moment you get the ancient sword Hongchen to unlock the seal, the clan already knows that Hongchen was born. When you returned to Xingyue Residence, I was very relieved to learn that Hongchen was owned by our Mu family. I would like to invite you to come and tell me some things about Hongchen. After all, Hongchen involves too many factors, and if one is not careful, I am afraid that it will lead to death. ”
"It's been too long since I didn't mention it. But you have to remember that when you are not becoming strong, no matter where you are, no matter what you do, do not tell anyone that you have red dust. Otherwise, once it is known by someone with a heart, it will soon cause death. Especially in the Imperial City, you have to be more careful. ”
"If the disciple knows, I will definitely take care of the red dust and keep a low profile. When Mu Han heard this, he hurriedly said.
The purple-robed man nodded, "Well, what stage of Yuntian Decision has you cultivated now, since you are here, you can go to the martial arts arena here to have a good understanding." ”
"The disciple has memorized the general outline of the Yuntian Decision, and can initially practice the Yuntian Decision, but it still needs a lot of actual combat. So I plan to participate in the genius battle in more than a month and sharpen myself. Mu Han said loudly.
"What, you want to participate in the genius battle?" the purple-robed man heard this, and his expression showed surprise. The other clan elders sitting next to him were talking a lot, each with their own words.
"Yes, I have made an appointment with my companion. Mu Han looked at them and still said.
"Well, in that case, I won't stop you. But you must remember that you are a disciple of my Mu family, if someone dares to bully you, don't be afraid, the family will support you. When the purple-robed man heard this, he instructed.
As soon as he finished speaking, an old man in red stood up, his voice slightly cold, "I don't agree, patriarch." This red dust is too important, how can such a kid be carried, and what so-called genius battle can he participate in. ”
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Jiuye stood up, "Mu Feng, pay attention to your tone." Although Mu Han's strength is not high, Hongchen is obtained by him alone, and he is taken care of by the girl from the Dragon Clan, and this Hongchen should naturally be owned by him. ”
When Mu Feng heard this, he said coldly, "Mu Lin, Hongchen is the property of our entire Mu family, and this kid is just an opportunity to find Hongchen." We can give him a reward. In my opinion, Hongchen still needs to be held by those genius disciples of the inner clan. ”
When some of the other elders present heard this, they all echoed it, and agreed to let me hand over the red dust. Lin Jiuye and the other old man in black were unwilling, and they quarreled again for a while. The purple-robed man looked at them, and a touch of helplessness flashed in his eyes, "Okay, Hongchen is what Mu Han gets, and the daughter of the dragon clan is with you." Don't quarrel any more. ”
"But, patriarch, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for him to go to the Imperial City with Hongchen like this. A middle-aged man in Tsing Yi stood up and said.
"I know. As he spoke, he looked at me, pondered for a moment, and said, "Mu Han, you put the red dust into your void backpack, and go to the weapon shop in a while to find a sword to take advantage of, and use it first." ”
"The disciple knows. Mu Han returned respectfully. He also heard their conversation, he was already a stranger to this place, but now he was even more disgusted.
As soon as the words fell, a handsome man in a green shirt with a long sword behind him walked among the young disciples, came to Mu Han's side, looked at him with provocative eyes, and then looked at the purple-robed man, "Patriarch Bing, I learned that this clan brother is also practicing Yuntian Decision, I just want to have a discussion with him, I don't know if it's okay." ”
"Mu Han, he is your clan brother Mu Yesheng, his strength is comparable to yours, and he is a high-level martial artist, you are willing to accept his challenge. The patriarch glanced at Mu Yesheng meaningfully, but did not point out anything. looked at Mu Han and asked.
"No problem, I want to talk to this brother too. Mu Han smiled, naturally he had to take it, since someone deliberately provoked, if he didn't take it, it would be too cowardly. As he spoke, a flash of relief flashed in the patriarch's eyes, "In this case, then the two of you will have a discussion here, remember, until the point is reached, you must not hurt innocently." ”
Mu Han took the red dust, looked at Mu Yesheng who was three zhang away, and waved it gently, and a brilliant red sword flower lit up, blooming on the blade of the sword. Since you want to compete, you have to win the beautiful one.
Mu Yesheng looked at it and said, "But the carving insect skills, don't take it out to be embarrassing and conspicuous." Although this is the case, it can be heard that there is obvious jealousy.
"Since it's a small skill of carving insects, then you can have one too. Mu Han took the words and did not give in at all.
"Hmph, only by the power of the tongue. As soon as the words fell, Mu Yesheng rushed towards Mu Han. His speed was extremely fast, and in a moment he had come to Mu Han's body, and a poetic aura came to his face, sure enough, the inheritance of the inner clan on Yun Tian Jue was far stronger than his exploration alone, but fortunately, with Hongchen, he had a lot of improvements in Yun Tian Due's comprehension.
Mu Han swung his sword to block, dodging his sword. The figure turned sideways, got a hole, and suddenly rushed towards Mu Yesheng. In one sentence:
The ink is dyed and fragrant, I miss the warm winter sun, the moon is cold and the mist is still there, don't ask the infatuated man
Poetic and picturesque, the sword is the pen, the sky is the scroll, a cold and cold picture scroll is displayed, holding Mu Yesheng in it.
Mu Yesheng's figure did not stop, repeatedly blocking attacks from all directions, and said in his mouth,
The flying snow phantom dancer misses the flowers, and the wind is in the moonlight and clouds
The sword qi fluttered like snowflakes, flying all over the sky, not only blocking all of Mu Han's attacks, but also forcing him back a few steps. It was the wind and moon in the clouds again, lying on the couch, and the momentum swept towards Mu Han.
Mu Han's heart was as calm as water, and it was too late to dodge at the moment, so he could only passively defend and find another opportunity to counterattack. Swinging his sword, he said:
Looking at the sky alone, the dream is cold, the night is blue, the peerless elegance is lonely, and my journey is long!
With a bang, the deep blue was like a dream, enveloping him in it, looking up at the sky with a peerless graceful posture of overwhelming momentum, swinging his sword to break through the nine skies, and directly hitting Mu Yesheng's wind and moon in the clouds.
With a loud bang, the wind and moon in the clouds dissipated, and the blue light around his defensive body also disappeared. See Mu Yesheng's move changes again:
Ice is like a warm jade, flying down thousands of homes, Yingying lying cold willows, wind and moon scattered pear blossoms
With the help of the wind and moon in the clouds that dispersed before, the white light flew away, like the spring cold pear blossoms, flying all over the sky, swaying in the wind, seemingly inadvertently drifting, but it was a deep hidden killing machine, and if you were not careful, you would be hurt by the white light all over the body.
Mu Han clenched Hongchen tightly, his heart was full of fighting intent, his figure was like a phantom, and a beautiful picture flashed, but everyone was stunned. It was as if blood had stained the firmament.
The jade is shy and gentle, the flowers are in the cardigan, smiling slightly, and the city is charming
Hongchen suddenly lit up with a red light, illuminating the entire room, startling everyone to hurriedly block it with their hands. When the red light dissipated, Mu Han stood there with the red dust in his hand, panting heavily, and this exchange was also a lot of consumption.
Looking at Mu Yesheng again, he sat up with difficulty at this moment, as if he was about to breathe fire in his eyes, and it seemed that he had a deep resentment towards Mu Han.