Huang Lao Liu strode in from outside the Sword Pavilion, and then grabbed Han Muye's collar.

"I still said in front of Senior Sister Mu that your vitality is greatly damaged, and you may die soon, and you may do something unreasonable."

"I can feel that the girl is barely accepting."

"But you-"

Huang Lao Liu's old face was full of sadness.

"You let down such a good girl, turn your head and hook up with this one."

"A person like you is not worthy of Senior Sister Mu, you are only suitable for finding a spirit stone at the bottom of the mountain that can stay for three nights."

What do you mean?

Han Muye blinked his eyes a few times, and it took a long time to understand.

FeelingsMu Wan's tone was twisted just now, it was what Huang Lao Liu said in front of her.

Is this guy matching himself and Mu Wan?

Although that girl is good, she has only met a few times, and she hasn't reached that level yet, right?

Han Muye broke Huang Lao Liu's palm, then looked at him with a smile on his face: "Sixth brother, I want to ask about a piece of spirit stone for three days." ”

Huang Laoliu was stunned, and his old face suddenly turned red: "That, I heard about it, I heard about it......"

Han Muye laughed, took out the two jade bottles filled with solid pills, and put them in front of Huang Lao Liu: "Sixth brother, whether it is Senior Sister Mu or that white shopkeeper, we are all innocent." ”

"This is the elixir sent by Senior Sister Mu," after a pause, he said softly, "This is not something she gave for free, I earned it by myself." ”

"This thing is useless to me, I'll give it to you." A smile flashed on Han Muye's face: "Offset." ”

After speaking, he straightened his clothes, turned around, and went up to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion.

"This-" Huang Lao Liu looked at the jade bottle in front of him, stretched out his hand to open it, and saw that there were ten pills in it.

Two bottles, twenty pills, all of which are high-quality solid pills.

Worth six hundred spirit stones.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and finally turned into a long sigh.

"Stinky boy, such a capable and rich girl, you are innocent."

"Can't you?"

Han Muye, who had already walked up to the second floor, almost didn't step on the air.

You can't!

When Lao Tzu walked, he was terrible.

On the second floor, Han Muye restrained his mood, stood on the stairs leading to the third floor, and bowed: "Ancestor, Han Muye wants to ask Ancestor for help." ”

His voice was loud, and Huang Lao Liu on the first floor was startled.

"Boy, it's a bit of guts......"

Huang Lao Liu whispered in his mouth, with a hint of anticipation on his face.

On the second floor, Han Muye stood with his bow down.

After waiting for a while, but seeing no response, he shouted again: "Ancestor, Han Muye begged Ancestor for help." ”

This time, a voice came from the third floor.

"Boy, I can't save you."

"As a sword watcher, if you can't bear the level of sword qi entering your body, you will eventually die."

"There won't be any ancestor in the Nine Xuan Sword Sect who will help you sort out your meridians."

"It takes decades of sword intent to contemplate this."

"Do you think you're qualified enough to get them to do it?"

Can't be saved.

In the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, no one will come to the rescue.

Although Han Muye knew that this would be the result, his heart still sank slightly.

Shou Yuan, although he can't see or touch this kind of thing, he really exists.

The female cultivator Jin Yuan said that he only had seven days to live, and he didn't dare to bet.

At that time, Jin Yuan said three ways, refining the body exercises to cultivate the Yuan Ninefold, increasing the Shouyuan Pill, and the ancestor combing the meridians.

Now that the ancestor has made a move, this road is blocked, but it is not without a chance to increase the Shouyuan pill.

Also, the cultivation of the body practice method Pei Yuan Ninefold, even if it is difficult, you can't give up.

Taking a breath gently, Han Muye bowed down and said, "Thank you Ancestor for your order." ”

After saying that, he glanced at the swords on his side and turned to go downstairs.

On the third floor, there was a halo of light in the eyes of the Sword Pavilion Ancestor who was sitting cross-legged.

"If you don't die, the Sword Pavilion may have the next person in charge......"

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In the afternoon, Han Muye left the Sword Pavilion and came to the Outer Gate Transmission Hall.

Lin Shen, the teacher of the Outer Gate Transmission Hall, valued him and specially looked for him.

He didn't come to thank Lin Shen, but wanted to ask if there was any way for him to cultivate the body refining technique to the ninth level of Peiyuan.

Seven days, cultivated to Peiyuan ninefold.

When I went to the outer gate to pass on the gong, there were still many disciples practicing their fists and feet.

It's only been a few days since I saw them, and a few of them are really presentable.

It's just that this fist and foot technique is still sparse in Han Muye's opinion.

"Han Muye." Lin Jiaotou, who was carrying a big sword, walked from the side of the bluestone square.

Han Muye bowed his hand.

Seeing Han Muye, Lin Shen frowned: "Why is your complexion so bad?" ”

As soon as the words came out, he suddenly thought that Han Muye was a sword watcher in the Sword Pavilion, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Boy, the place in the Sword Pavilion is evil, don't be a sword watcher, come to the outer gate to practice." ”

Outer door practice?

If I had enough qualifications to enter the outer gate, I wouldn't have plunged into the Sword Pavilion and only had seven days left for my life......

Han Muye shook his head, looked at Lin Shen, and said in a low voice: "Sect Leader Lin, let me ask, is there any quick body refining and cultivation method?" ”

"Refining the body and cultivating the yuan?"

"Quick?"

Lin Shen was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and was just about to speak, when he heard someone beside him say loudly: "The body refining method is the most important thing to accumulate, how can there be any quick success?" ”

Han Muye turned his head to look and saw a young man in his thirties wearing a white robe from the inner door, with a cold face and a sneer of disdain on the corner of his mouth.

"This is the person with excellent understanding, Senior Brother Lin, you said?"

"What's the use of just having understanding? If you can't settle down and practice well, you'll be a waste for the rest of your life. ”

Speaking of the word waste, he suddenly smiled: "Senior brother, I didn't mean you, you are willing to wield a sword for tens of millions and accumulate a lot of money." ”

"Master's disciples, they all admire your perseverance."

Lin Shen sighed lightly, shook his head and did not speak.

The young man didn't look at Han Muye, and turned straight away: "Senior brother, there are many things in the inner gate, so I won't waste time in the outer gate." ”

With that, he strode away from Bluestone Square.

"Han Muye, although my senior brother Xu Ming is arrogant, he can cultivate profoundly, and he is ranked within three hundred in the inner gate."

"Originally, I wanted to recommend you to practice under him."

Lin Shen whispered regretfully.

Han Muye was a little surprised by his words.

Just to meet once, Lin Shen actually recommended himself?

"The path of cultivation is difficult, who doesn't want to be able to meet noble people to help you at the end of the day?"

Lin Shen stretched out his hand and patted Han Muye's shoulder, and said with a wry smile: "It's a pity, I'm not your nobleman." ”

Han Muye understood what he meant.

He really values his own understanding, so he wants to help himself, in the hope that he will soar in the future and turn his head to help him.

It's just that Lin Shen didn't expect that he was in a predicament now, and if he didn't solve the Shouyuan problem, he wouldn't have a day to soar at all.

"Among the outer gates, the one who has studied the body refining method Pei Yuan the most thoroughly should be the first person in the outer gate, Senior Brother Mo Yuan."

Lin Shen suddenly spoke.

"He lives in the outer gate station by the clear stream, you can ask him."

Mo Yuan!

The old man who taught himself to return to the sect with ten thousand swords.

Han Muye nodded, hugged his fist towards Lin Shen, turned around and left.

After only a few steps, he stopped.

"Sect Leader Lin, it is wrong to draw tens of millions of swords and destroy mountains with broken stones."

Han Muye's voice fell, and a tyrannical aura rose up on Lin Shen's body.

"Impossible!" Lin Shen's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and drank lowly.

"For this sword, I gathered my strength to draw my sword eight million three hundred and fifty-seven thousand five hundred and sixty-one times, and I did my best every time."

"Just wait for thousands of times to draw the sword and practice the mountain-destroying sword technique."

"You dare to question my practice?"