Haha, then I'm going to see it. Mu Chengyang laughed.

"The head of the family and the eldest prince have instructed, saying not to provoke Mu Hanyan. The horse-faced guard hesitated for a moment and persuaded.

"Whoever said I was going to provoke him, I was going to see the jokes. Mu Chengyang glared at the guard and said.

A few days ago, Mu Hanyan slapped him loudly in front of the public in the hall, and Mu Chengyang lost face.

I thought that Mu Hanyan was seriously injured with one palm, and even if he was punished for half a year, it could be regarded as regaining some face, but how did he know that as soon as his grandfather spoke, Mu Hanyan jumped around.

This time, even a fool could guess that Mu Hanyan's injury was faked, he Mu Chengyang was slapped in vain, and he also lost half a year's share, not to mention face, all the inside was lost.

originally expected the eldest brother to give him a head, but knowing that Mu Chengxuan didn't provoke him was over.

How could Mu Chengyang be convinced, although he didn't dare to disobey Mu Chengxuan's words, but it was good to look at the jokes and sneer a few words to vent his evil anger.

"Don't worry, I won't let you do anything with him. Looking at the horse-faced guard, he was still a little hesitant, and Mu Chengyang added.

"Then, okay, the son must not do anything with him again, I heard that Mo Yanhong of the Mo family met Mu Hanyan a few days ago, and he couldn't help but make a move, and lost a good shop to go out. The horse-faced guard thought about it and reminded Mu Chengyang again.

"Got it, got it. Mu Chengyang said impatiently. I was a little depressed in my heart: This Mu Hanyan, whether it is made of porcelain or jade, cannot be touched, and whoever touches him will be unlucky.

This time, Mu Chengyang made up his mind, look at the joke, and don't do it.

Soon, the two walked out quickly.

Mu Chengyang didn't think about it, is Mu Daxuan's joke so good-looking? Who will turn into a joke in the end is not certain.

......

At this time, in the small courtyard of Mu Hanyan, the sound of tinkling for several days finally stopped.

As others described, nine swords are not like swords, knives, axes, sickles, sickles, and sickles, and the shape of weapons are placed in front of Mu Hanyan, although Mu Hanyan has been careful enough, there are still three long swords that have been broken into pieces because of their slightly worse texture, and in the end, nine were refined.

However, Mu Hanyan is already very satisfied with such a result. After repeated smelting and forging, coupled with the condensation of Tianxin Gong, the quality of these nine long swords (Mu Hanyan doesn't know if this should be called a sword, but she doesn't know what to call it, let's call it a sword for the time being) is extremely pure, Qihanxiao Sword may be slightly inferior, but the swords of Qihuayue are slightly stronger.

The only thing that made her dissatisfied was that Jiang Yuzhe had been playing iron for a few days, but his skills had not improved at all, and the appearance of these long swords was so ugly that she couldn't even stand it.

"It's finally done. As the last long sword came out of the oven, Mu Hanyan let out a long sigh of relief and said.

"Childe, the quality of these swords is indeed good, but in this way, it is really useless. Hua Yue looked at the long swords, shook her head and said.

Swordsmen use swords, instead of knives, naturally there is a reason, a lot of swordsmanship martial arts, only swords can exert the greatest power, these swords in front of them are not like swords and knives are not like knives shaped weapons, although the quality is good, but it is difficult to perform, when it is really used, it is not as good as the long sword on their waist.

"Who said it was useless?" Mu Hanyan smiled slightly, picked up a long sword, and fought a duel.

"This is ......" Hua Yue was slightly stunned, and looked at Mu Hanyan suspiciously.

Ye Feng saw what she was doing, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Mu Hanyan carried out the Divine Martial Arts, and the Divine Thoughts probed into the inside of the long sword, and an invisible energy was also injected into the long sword, quietly condensing.

Mu Hanyan was pleasantly surprised to find that in the past few days, she had been constantly running the Tianxin Technique to refine the long sword, although her cultivation had not improved much, but her divine thoughts had become more condensed. The Divine Martial Refining Spirit was resolutely opened, and the Divine Thoughts were like thin silk threads, firmly wrapping the strength in the middle.

Mu Hanyan's heart moved, and the silk thread began to slowly rotate and tighten, and the strength continued to shrink, becoming more condensed.

"Bang" The long sword suddenly made a muffled sound, and a crack spread like a spider, and then cracked.

Mu Hanyan was slightly stunned, it seems that it is not so easy to seal and cultivate.

But Mu Hanyan is not discouraged, just now it was just the first time, failure is inevitable, and there will always be a time to succeed if you try a few more times.

Mu Hanyan threw away the hilt of the sword in his hand and picked up a long sword.

"Bang...... Bang...... Bang" There was a muffled sound from time to time in the courtyard, and one long sword after another turned into pieces in Mu Hanyan's hand.

Although these long swords look a little ugly, they are also the hard work of several people, seeing one after another in Mu Hanyan's hands turned into scrap iron slag, Jiang Yuzhe and the others were a little distressed, but seeing Mu Hanyan's solemn expression, they didn't want to ask too much, and they all stood aside honestly.

"It's successful, it's finally successful!" Mu Hanyan made a final move, letting out a pleased laugh.

After abolishing the seven long swords, Mu Hanyan finally sealed the cultivation into a successful seal.

"What succeeded?" Hua Yue and the others looked at Mu Hanyan's long sword inexplicably, and they didn't notice anything unusual at all.

Except for ugliness, it's still ugly.

"Don't interrupt. Mu Hanyan condensed and recalled the hand duel just now, picked up the last long sword, and made persistent efforts to play a series of hand duels.

This time, Hua Yue and the others raised their spirits, and watched intently at Mu Hanyan's hand duel, and when the last hand duel was played, they finally found that an almost transparent seal pattern had entered the sword body.

"Could it be, is it ......" Several people were shocked.

If they didn't guess wrong, Mu Hanyan should have been inspired by Ye Qifeng and tried to seal the cultivation into a sword.

However, Ye Qifeng can do it, it is because he has the cultivation of the Sword Saint Realm, and the legendary divine sword-Broken Sword, Mu Hanyan is only a first-order swordsman, and he only uses an ordinary long sword to re-smelt and forge it, how can it be successful?

But looking at the joy on Mu Hanyan's face, it seems that she has really succeeded, how did she do it?

"Childe is worthy of being a talent, relying on such a few broken swords, he can actually seal it with cultivation, this wonderful idea, this means is superb, it is simply not seen before, and the future is not seen, thinking of the world and the world, and the ...... alone" or Zirong was the first to come back to his senses, shaking his head and shaking his head Mu Sang flew away.

"Sensible, sycophant. Han Yun'er muttered in a low voice on the side, her eyes full of contempt when she looked at Zirong.