The old man's expression was solemn, his breath was solid, and his eyebrows and eyes were solemn.

This made Han Muzhi a little panicked in his heart.

Ten spirit stones in the business, is it necessary to be so serious?

Or is this senior a certain boss in the Nine Xuan Sword Sect who has taken a fancy to him and wants to inherit the mantle?

Perhaps, this is the chance.

Han Muye looked respectful and arched his hand: "The juniors have to learn." ”

The old man nodded, his expression unchanged, and looked at Han Muye: "Okay, then I'll ask you a few questions, and you have to answer them truthfully." ”

This process is like a certain big guy inheriting the mantle!

Han Muye suppressed the excitement in his heart and nodded heavily.

"Okay, let me ask you, why did you come to the Nine Xuan Sword Gate?" The old man spoke, and there seemed to be a surging light in his eyes.

Come to the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, for what?

Han Muye thought about it, and the rows of sword weapons in the Sword Pavilion flashed in his mind.

"For, sword." Shaking his head, Han Muye said solemnly: "In order to fight the sword rampant, immortal and long-sighted." ”

If you are reborn once, you have to be a little promising, and you naturally have to be ambitious.

Hearing his words, the old man opposite showed a smile on his face and clapped his hands: "Okay!" ”

"If you don't have the idea of running rampant in the world and suppressing the first generation with a sword, then you are not qualified to learn from my ten thousand swords and return to the sect!"

Han Muye was overjoyed in his heart, he really made the right bet!

He was just about to bow down, but the old man raised his hand again: "Let me ask you again, your cultivation qualification is above the fifth grade?" ”

Cultivation qualifications of more than five grades?

Cultivating Ten Thousand Swords and Returning to the Sect, Do You Need Such a Qualification?

Also, such a magnificent name, how can it be more than five qualifications.

Han Muye's face froze, and he shook his head and said, "No." ”

sighed slightly in his heart, it seemed that he had no chance to practice peerless exercises.

"Good!" The old man on the opposite side shouted loudly, startling Han Muye.

"If your qualifications are good enough, you don't need to come to cultivate my Ten Thousand Swords Sect at all, just follow the steps step by step."

Speaking of this, the old man's eyes stared at Han Muye, as if he was staring at a piece of peerless jade.

"There is a heart that runs rampant in the sky, but there are no qualifications and no resources."

"Such a person grabs a lot of people in the world."

"These people should accept their fate and be ants for the rest of their lives?"

The old man's face turned red, and he shouted loudly, and there seemed to be a tyrannical aura rising on his body.

This old guy is a little crazy.

Could it be that all the masters outside the world are like this?

Han Muye closed his mouth and didn't speak.

Enough of the roar, the old man's momentum was retracted, his face was as usual, he looked at Han Muye and said: "Today I will pass on your ten thousand swords to return to the sect, remember, you are walking a road to heaven for the ordinary sword cultivation in the world, understand?" ”

Han Muye nodded.

Isn't this responsibility too much?

Seeing Han Muye nodding, the old man put one hand behind his back and took a step forward.

"I, Mo Yuan, have been in the Nine Xuan Sword Sect for a hundred years, studying three hundred and sixty kinds of swordsmanship, and I have never been able to enter the door."

"After looking at the three Sword Pavilion elders, the sword qi is three thousand zhang longitudinal, and one sword can split mountains and rivers, and only then can they comprehend."

"Cultivate a wisp of sword qi, temper thousands of threads, divide 128,000 threads, and condense into sword intent."

"The sword intent is hammered and kneaded, turned into a hundred steel, wrapped around the fingers, gathered three thousand sword intent, and turned into the general trend of heaven and earth."

"This, that's—"

The old man raised his right hand and stood with his fingers together and pointed forward.

"Wan-sword-gui-sect-"

His eyes are distant and firm, his body is tall, and his posture is like a sword!

If it is coupled with thousands of sword weapons flying vertically, endless sword light surrounding, and the sky trembling, then it is really ten thousand swords returning to the sect, and a sword rushing into the sky.

It's just that in this room, between square inches, it seems that there is a little less momentum.

After being silent for a long time, Han Muye couldn't help but whisper: "Gone? ”

The old man slowly withdrew his hand, and instead of answering him, he asked, "How much have you comprehended?" ”

Understand?

That's it, no, pose?

Han Muye closed his eyes, and in his mind, the image of the old man standing in place and raising his hand slowly emerged.

This time, the picture was moving very slowly, so slow that Han Muye wanted to fast forward.

But he could feel that there was something in this picture.

He looked carefully, looking at the eyes of the old man in the picture, the movements of the old man when he pointed out in the picture, and the expression of the old man when he shouted "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect".

Before he knew it, he felt a difference.

Conscientious.

Firmness.

The old man's eyes were full of determination.

The old man's fingers poked out firmly.

The old man's face was firm.

Changing the picture over and over again, the momentum on the old man's body became more and more dignified, until all the pictures collapsed.

Han Muye's eyes opened.

Comprehend "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect"!

At the moment when he comprehended the return of the Ten Thousand Swords, he felt that all the sword qi in the illusory space in his body was surging and surging, as if it was about to surge out.

Can you control the sword qi in your body?

Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect, it's true!

This return of ten thousand swords to the sect really condenses the thousands of swordsmanship in the world, and with just one sword, it can smash the galaxy!

Looking at the old man in front of him, Han Muye only had admiration in his heart, he raised his hand and bowed: "Thank you seniors for teaching, I understand." ”

The power to create such exercises is worthy of respect.

"You, learned?" Seeing Han Muye's movements, the old man was stunned for a moment, and said hurriedly: "What have you understood?" ”

Is this the final test?

Han Muye straightened up, clenched his fist with one hand, and his gaze was firm: "A sword in hand, I have it in the world." ”

The old man frowned, and was just about to speak, only to hear Han Muye say again: "I realized that there is no sword in my hand, and there is a sword in my heart." ”

"No sword in your hand, but a sword in your heart?" The old man was stunned and whispered.

"No sword in your hand, but a sword in your heart?"

"Haha, there is no sword in your hand, but there is a sword in your heart!"

The old man laughed out loud, turned and left.

It wasn't until he left that Han Muye remembered that his ten spirit stones hadn't been paid yet.

Also, what about the promised apprentices?

Can you read it once and comprehend the exercises of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, this understanding, this big guy, don't accept yourself as a disciple and inherit the mantle?

Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect, this is not a rotten street exercise, so casual?

Shaking his head, Han Muye had no choice but to put away the two books and prepare to leave the quiet room.

Maybe this is fate, I was born with no such good life to become an elder disciple.

Closing the book, there was a flash of spiritual light on the jade in front of him.

"Huh?"

A message on Yubi made Han Muye's mind move.

"The eighty-fifth quiet room needs to explain the interpretation of the two Xuan swordsmanship Bibo, and the reward is five hundred spirit stones."

Blue?

He had just mastered this swordsmanship yesterday, and it wasn't even once.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand and pointed at the jade bi, and the message dissipated directly.

Is this the task?

Han Muye walked out of the quiet room, went to the door of the eighty-fifth quiet room, took a deep breath, pushed the door and walked in.

In the quiet room, a young man wearing a white robe from the inner door saw Han Muye, looked up and down, and frowned slightly.

"Senior brother, I don't seem to have seen you in the inner gate......"

Han Muye said lightly: "The three thousand disciples of the inner gate, do you know them all?" ”

"That's not it-" The young man's face was pale, and before he finished speaking, Han Muye waved his hand and said, "Do you want to perform the Fa Bibo Sword Technique?" ”

The youth nodded.

Han Muye looked at the long sword on the young man's waist, stretched out his hand and said, "Bring the sword." ”