At noon, Huang Lao Liu returned with a smell of wine and a gourd that could hold three catties of wine in his hand.

As soon as he entered the door of the Sword Pavilion, he slipped in front of the long case, and his body was extremely athletic.

On the long table, there are three spirit stones.

Stretching out his hand to touch and rub the spirit stone, Huang Laoliu cracked his mouth: "Han boy, you can do it, just come to the Sword Pavilion for so much effort, and there will be a spirit stone in the account." ”

As he spoke, he stuffed a spirit stone into his arms, and pushed the other two in front of Han Muye.

The unwritten rules of the Sword Pavilion have benefited from it, and the sword watchers divide the accounts.

At present, there are only two of them, Han Muye and Huang Laoliu, Han Muye collected ten spirit stones and gave Huang Laoliu three pieces.

"Keep it, you'll need it soon."

Hearing his words, Han Muye shook his head with a smile and said, "This is all yours Sixth Brother, and my share has already been received." ”

Received?

Isn't all of the three pieces on the table?

"Ten spirit stones? Which wronged boss-" Huang Laoliu's eyes widened, looked at Han Muye, and said in a low voice: "Don't be any elders, descendants, and inner sect elites, these people's spirit stones are not easy to take." ”

Huang Laoliu had told Han Muye about the rules of the Sword Pavilion before, and it was okay to ask for benefits, but you must have eyesight.

Don't say that the elders in the sect don't say that the disciples of the Sword Sect and the elite disciples in the inner gate are all promising, and if you knock on these spirit stones, you may not know when the people are developed, they will make you stumble.

Although most of the sword watchers don't live long, they can live longer if they can't keep it, but they are settled by the autumn queen.

Hearing Huang Laoliu's words, Han Muye smiled and waved his hand, spreading out the book in front of him: "One hundred outer doors, Jiang Han." ”

"A hundred outer doors? You can scrape down ten spirit stones like this......" Huang Lao Liu put away all the spirit stones on the table, muttered a few times, and then carried the wine gourd into his cabin.

When he arrived at the door, he turned around and said, "I'll come to Shoujian Pavilion in the afternoon, you go to the door to take a turn, and it's good to see and understand." ”

Speaking of this, he paused and said, "Seven spirit stones, you can go to the Dan Hall to buy two solid pills." ”

"This elixir can make your muscles and bones strong, and you can live a few more days under the erosion of sword qi."

"Okay, thank you Sixth Brother." Han Muye smiled and arched his hand.

Seeing Huang Lao Liu shaking his head and walking away, Han Muye didn't know if he really cared about himself, or if he wanted to guard the Sword Pavilion in the afternoon to see if he could catch one or two fat sheep.

However, being able to get out of the Sword Pavilion is exactly what Han Muye thinks.

He sneaked into the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, but he didn't really wait for death to live in the Sword Pavilion.

After eating at the nearest canteen at noon, Han Muye did not return to the Sword Pavilion.

There are hundreds of thousands of people up and down the Jiuxuan Sword Gate, and this Jiuxuan Mountain stretches up and down for hundreds of miles, divided into a region, and there are thousands of canteens for disciples to eat.

Nearly 100,000 miscellaneous servants are here to take care of the disciples in the sect.

Han Muye did not go to the Dan Hall that Huang Lao Liu said for the first time, but inquired along the way and touched the Chuan Gong Hall where the new disciples practiced.

The outer disciples did not have their own masters, and all of them practiced in the transmission halls everywhere, and after three years, those with outstanding qualifications could enter the inner gate.

Of course, three years is the shortest period, and the longest is ten or eight years in the outer gate, and even a lifetime of being a disciple of the outer sect in Tsing Yi.

When Han Muye arrived at the Chuan Gong Hall, there were already young disciples practicing martial arts and polishing their muscles and bones.

On the bluestone square with a radius of 100 zhang, there are all kinds of stone locks, iron chains, and long and short weapons.

Not all disciples of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect practice swords, and they can't help other weapons.

Han Muye glanced at these disciples and shook his head slightly.

Pulpy.

The moves are rotten, and the learning is even worse.

This kind of thing, he's not interested in.

"Sect Leader Lin is here!"

After only half a circle, there was a drum noise in the square, and a big man in a gray robe strode over.

This big man was dressed in a gray military uniform, with a bronze complexion, thick hands and feet, and a big sword on his back.

He walked straight to the stone steps of the bluestone square and sat down, and a group of new disciples hurriedly sat down in front of him, their chests and backs straight, their eyes not squinting.

Han Muye found a little place next to him and sat down.

"Yesterday I taught you the basic fists and feet, you have to practice diligently, temper your muscles and bones, and today the head of this sect will teach you a trick of swordsmanship."

When I heard that I was going to pass on swordsmanship, everyone sitting cross-legged was shining in their eyes.

Didn't you come to the Nine Xuan Sword Gate just to learn swords?

Han Muye also sat slightly upright.

"Ahem, before teaching you swordsmanship, I want to introduce you to the inheritance of my Nine Xuan Sword Sect."

With a light cough, Lin Jiaotou straightened his body with a solemn expression.

Han Muye knew that this was an inevitable process before all sects passed on their skills.

Ideological shaping, the condensation of the sect's sense of honor, and the cultivation of collective consciousness are more important things than teaching swordsmanship.

Otherwise, no matter how good the exercises are, how can the white-eyed wolf be taught?

Sect Leader Lin's voice was loud, and he impassionedly introduced the glorious achievements of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, and the disciples below almost screamed.

Not to mention, to Han Muye's ears, this Nine Xuan Sword Gate is really awesome.

Among the top nine sects in the western frontier of the Tianxuan world, the four top sword sects in the western frontier, the Jiuxuan Sword Sect ranks third, not the bottom.

The western Xinjiang has a radius of countless thousands of miles, and there are many sects, and it can become the top sect among them, which shows its strength.

The worldly cultivation is divided into three realms and nine heavens, the human realm, the earth realm, and the heavenly realm, and there are three small realms of cultivation in each realm.

In the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, there are several strong people who have stepped into the heavenly realm.

"Do you think kendo cultivators are the same as ordinary martial arts cultivators?"

Lin Jiaotou's face was full of arrogance, he looked around, and shouted: "My generation sword cultivation, invincible at the same level——"

Invincible at the same level!

Such heroic words really made a group of new disciples who had just entered the school enthusiastic, eager to learn sword moves now, and then go out to be invincible at the same level.

"When the kendo masters of my Nine Xuan Sword Sect go out, they are all able to defeat the crowd and be respected as sword immortals."

The stout Lin Jiaotou spread his legs and stood on the stone steps, looking up proudly.

"Of course, kendo is also one of the most difficult practices in the world."

Slowly pulling out the long sword behind his back, there seemed to be a strange aura circulating on Lin Jiaotou's body.

"My Nine Xuan Sword Sect swordsmanship is divided into five element inheritances, and each inheritance starts from the Xuanyuan Sword Technique, and goes straight to the Nine Xuans of the Zhen Sect, with a total of ten grades."

"Today, I will teach you a move, Xuanyuan swordsmanship, Split Stone!"

The words fell, and the big sword was raised high, and it slashed hard.

"Boom-"

The stone fence in front of the bluestone square cracked in response to the sound and turned into two halves!

The rubble flew in fright, and the new disciples sitting in front of them were so frightened that they crawled and fled in a hurry.

Lin Jiaotou laughed, and slashed the big sword horizontally, and the hilt of the sword was reversed to face forward.

"Do you see?"

"Who's going to do that?"

Got it?

Demo?

The disciples in the audience shook their heads.

I was just watching the performance just now, and I couldn't see how this sword was chopped.

Lin Jiaotou frowned, and was just about to speak, when he suddenly heard someone speak.

"Lin Jiaotou, I want to give it a try."

He turned his head to look, only to see Han Muye striding forward, raising his hand, and gently grabbing the hilt of the big sword he handed out.