Seeing Nie Feng get up, Great Elder Mu Lin's originally apologetic gaze was even more guilty, his slightly raised face was quite embarrassed, and he nodded slowly, "Little brother, please speak!"

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"Thanks to the care of the Great Elder, my father and I have the opportunity to attend this banquet, and I sincerely thank the Great Elder and everyone present on behalf of my father. ”

Nie Feng bowed his hand to everyone and greeted everyone slightly, and then his slightly smiling face tightened, and his tone changed abruptly.

"Miss Mu Hongying, beautiful and intelligent, although she has not yet married, but she must be able to choose a good son-in-law in the future, here I sincerely wish Miss Mu Hongying! And I, although I was lucky enough to be promoted to the sword, but I am really an ordinary man, not only that, my cultivation talent is even the lowest level of the nine qualifications, with my background and quality, I really can't match Miss Mu, I still have self-knowledge. ”

Nie Feng seemed to be telling a story that had nothing to do with him, his tone was not hurried or slow, and he was eloquent, but somehow, listening to everyone's ears, there was really an indescribable taste in it.

"Hmph!

Mu Hongying, who was still standing, pouted, her pretty chin tilted slightly towards the empty space on the side, and then slowly sat back.

"Little brother, you ......"

Great Elder Mu Lin opened his mouth slightly, as if he had something to say, but he was stopped by Nie Feng gently raising his hand, because his words had not yet been finished.

"Miss Mu and I are still young, and those who have advanced to the sword are only the starting station on the way to kendo practice, I believe that Miss Mu and I want to go further on the way to kendo practice, so today's matter should only be a joke, and I really don't have this mind, and I hope that the great elder will take back his life. ”

After Nie Feng finished speaking, he bowed respectfully to Great Elder Mu Lin, and his appearance was as if he was pleading with Great Elder.

"Hehehe...... In that case......

The Great Elder's tone was deep for a moment, and he raised his eyes to look at everyone present, except for the eldest son and the younger son, who were still frowning slightly, the others did not show much special expressions, and were almost quietly waiting for his decision.

"In that case, let's put this matter aside for the time being, let's discuss it later! Come, keep drinking, hehehe!"

Grand Elder Mu Lin picked up the wine glass, tilted his neck and dried it, and everyone followed suit.

The atmosphere seemed to have returned to the warmth just now, Mu Hongying was still sitting upright, quietly not saying a word, but Nie Tong, Nie Feng, father and son could not be immersed in the next warm atmosphere again.

After a while, Nie Tong got up, apologized to Great Elder Mu Lin on the grounds of being unwell, and then beckoned Nie Feng to leave the restaurant, and the father and son slowly walked towards their small courtyard.

"Feng'er, are you okay?"

Nie Tong asked with a little worry.

"Dad, don't worry, I'm fine!"

But knowing that the son is Mo Ruo's father, how can Nie Feng's unnaturalness escape Nie Tong's gaze. Youyou sighed softly, and Nie Tong's voice rang out.

"Feng'er, it's normal for us to be looked down upon as inferior people, although Mu Hongying's words are extremely ugly, they tell the truth, at least they make our father and son sober up a lot. But while they look down on us, we can't afford to be self-conscious. I firmly believe that my son is anything but ordinary. At this moment, since you can rely on your strength to advance to the sword and become a truly superior existence, you will definitely be able to climb higher and become the kind of person that Mu Hongying and the others have to respect from the bottom of their hearts, so as to truly stand in front of them on an equal footing, these, your mother and I believe that you will definitely be able to do it!"

After speaking, Nie Tong gently patted his son's gradually thicker shoulder.

Nie Feng's footsteps suddenly stopped, raised his eyes slightly, looked at his father's kind and kind eyes, and replied categorically.

"Dad, please rest assured, I will not only go that far, but I will also go higher and farther, so that those who look down on us will bow their arrogant heads fiercely, and even prostrate at our feet!"

Looking at his son's cold and resolute expression, Nie Tong nodded slightly, but he couldn't help but sigh heavily in his heart.

His son's ideal is very good, but only people of his age know how many difficulties and setbacks Nie Feng will have to face and overcome in order to realize this ideal, and even so, he may not be able to get to that point, his son is still a little immature, can he withstand so much suffering and torture?

Nie Tong didn't dare to think about it, and he only silently blessed his son in his heart.

Early in the morning of the third day, when Nie Feng had just gotten up and had not finished washing, a person who looked like a deacon gently knocked on the courtyard door of Nie Feng's house.

Mu Cong, the deacon of the Mufu Mission Management Office, came to issue a task to Nie Feng.

When Nie Feng was promoted to the swordsman, he became a deacon of the Mufu, and while enjoying the corresponding Yulu, he also had to undertake the various tasks sent by the Mufu, just like the two swordsmen of Zhong Li who guarded Peng Yuan and the others between Guyun City and Yeshi Town.

Of course, some of the tasks are collected by themselves, and some are assigned, like today's, which are assigned by Mufu. It's just that Nie Feng was slightly surprised that he had only been promoted to the Sword Maker for less than five days, and it was also a well-known fact that he was injured, why did the task assigned to him be so fast?

After Deacon Mu Cong finished announcing his mission, he didn't stay long, and after putting down a token, he left the small courtyard.

Nie Feng's task was to guard the iron ore cave mining in Black Wind Mountain for three months.

This task is not difficult, but what makes Nie Feng feel a little awkward is that as soon as he leaves Guyun City, and it happens that the Qingshan Gate has just begun to recruit new disciples, in this way, he will miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, compared to becoming a deacon, being able to worship the Qingshan Gate is an extremely important life event for Nie Feng, and he will never allow himself to miss it.

"It seems that we have to go find Mulian!"

Qingshanmen is going to come to Guyun City, I am afraid that only Mu Lian knows, and Mu Lian also agreed to ask his junior brother about the time of Qingshanmen's arrival, although it is a drunken remark, but judging from the degree of friendship between Mu Lian and Nie Feng, presumably Mu Lian will definitely pay attention to this matter, and in the past few days, there may have been news.

The token on the table was a symbol of the identity of guarding the iron ore cave, and Nie Feng casually took it into his arms.

When he came to the Great Elder's Mansion again, it happened that the Great Elder was out on business, and Mu Lian was practicing his sword in the courtyard. Nie Feng didn't disturb Mu Lian, who was in a state of concentrating and cultivating, but stood in a corner from a distance and watched.

This was not tight, but Nie Feng's mouth was opened in surprise, and he hadn't closed it for a long time.

Mu Lian's hand is a silver swaying long sword, the sword spits out seven inches, the basic swordsmanship is interlocking, the sword is linked, just as if the dragon is out of the water, the phoenix nods, dexterity, swiftness, suddenly it seems that Mu Lian used the sword move, the sword body shook slightly, a ruddy light, slowly rose inch by inch along the sword body, when it reached the tip of the sword, only to hear Mu Lian scream, a sword slashed, a ruddy light with an arc flashed, the long sword has been pierced into a stone pier.

The stone pier was already full of sword marks, and it must have been a while since Mu Lian practiced sword moves.

Staring at Mu Lian's long sword, Nie Feng's eyes couldn't help but narrow.

If the stone pier exploded under Mu Lian's sword, maybe Nie Feng's surprise would not have been there, but it was precisely because it did not explode that it really surprised Nie Feng, and the failure to explode showed that the power of the long sword was pure to the extreme, condensed to the extreme, and not a single sword qi in the sword body was wasted, all of which were used in the attack of one move, it can be imagined how powerful this must be.

If Nie Feng can use this move, one-third of the power of the Thunder Ball can be at least tripled!

Three times ah, I'm afraid that one move can directly break through Muguo's defense and slash it under the sword, that kind of power, Nie Feng never dared to think of before, but in front of him, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Involuntarily, a compliment blurted out, but suddenly, Nie Feng realized that he seemed to be too reckless and disturbed Mu Lian, presumably Mu Lian should not be very happy in his heart.

Sure enough, as Nie Feng expected, a trace of displeasure quickly flashed across Mu Lian's face, but when he saw that the person who came turned out to be Nie Feng, the trace of displeasure quickly disappeared, and was replaced by a sincere joy and excitement.