When he returned to the Sword Pavilion, Huang Lao Liu was packing up the books on the table.

Seeing Han Muye come back, he grinned, and then put the two spirit stones on the table.

"Sixth Brother also opened today?" Han Muye smiled and reached out to pick up the two spirit stones.

He now has three high-grade spirit stones on his body, and there is really not a single low-grade spirit stone left.

"Today is good, here are two inner disciples who lead the sword." Huang Laoliu showed a hint of smugness on his face, and said happily.

Leading the sword to receive filial piety, and watching the sword to divide the spirit stone, this is the unspoken rule in the Sword Pavilion.

It's just that you can knock a few pieces, it depends on the ability of the sword watcher himself.

Huang Lao Liu can divide Han Muye's two spirit stones, and he has at least five or six in his hands.

"Sixth brother, I want to go down the mountain for a few days." Han Muye put away the spirit stone and said in a low voice.

Down?

Huang Lao Liu looked at Han Muye, and then a look flashed on his face.

This guy, the speed is okay, so he's going to go down the mountain with that Senior Sister Mu and achieve good things?

In the mountains, a lot of things are not very convenient.

It's like double cultivation.

"Cheng, in about a few days, if the ancestor asks, I will report it." Huang Lao Liu asked with a smile.

"Five or six days." Han Muye calculated, back and forth was almost the same.

"It's better for you young people." Huang Lao Liu's eyes swept Han Muye's white temples, shook his head, and walked back to the quiet room with paces.

Han Muye felt that Huang Lao Liu must have misunderstood something, but he just thought about it, so he didn't explain it.

He returned to the quiet room, observed those sword intents in the sea of qi, and then recalled the body refining techniques and those sword techniques he cultivated.

It's strange that when I held Mo Yuan's long sword today, there was a sense of resistance in that sword.

Nothing was comprehended.

I don't know why.

Early in the morning of the second day, Han Muye put one superb cloud qi pill and three high-quality cloud qi pills on the wooden couch in the quiet room, and then quietly left.

If he really has his longevity, then these Yunqi Pills are given to Huang Lao Liu, which can be regarded as an acquaintance.

Walking out of the Sword Pavilion, he looked at the fish-bellied white Dongfang, took a deep breath, adjusted the Ziyan Sword behind him, and strode towards the mountain gate.

Along the way, from time to time, there were outer disciples wearing green clothes and gray robes, and miscellaneous disciples bowed down to give salutes.

Because he was wearing the white robe of an inner disciple.

When he arrived at the mountain gate, Mo Yuan had not yet arrived.

There were quite a few outer disciples and miscellaneous servants coming in and out there.

Listening to their discussions, it seems that there are visitors from other sects coming today, and they are going to arrange the square in front of the mountain gate to greet them.

"Smack-"

There was a crisp sound, and the flower pot held by a gray-robed handyman shattered.

"Don't you have eyes?" With a low shout, the outer disciple beside the miscellaneous disciple shouted angrily, raised his foot and kicked on the back of the miscellaneous disciple.

The miscellaneous disciple staggered, rolled over, and fell to the ground.

The location is not far from Han Muye.

Han Muye, who was too lazy to care about this matter, lowered his head, saw the appearance of the miscellaneous disciple, a smile flashed on his face, he took two steps forward, and stretched out his hand.

"Brother Lu."

The one who fell to the ground was the miscellaneous disciple who led Han Muye into the Nine Xuan Sword Sect in the first place, Lu Gao.

Lu Gao raised his head and saw Han Muye in a white robe slightly stunned, subconsciously got up, and then bowed down.

Miscellaneous disciples have the lowest status in the sect, not to mention seeing the inner disciples in white robes, even the outer disciples can call them around.

"Lu Gao has seen Senior Brother."

After speaking, Lu Gao quietly raised his head to look at Han Muye.

His eyes fell on Han Muye's face, and he was stunned again: "Han, Brother Han......"

These two people are here to catch up, and the surrounding outer doors and miscellaneous disciples are also seen.

Hearing Lu Gao call Brother Han Muye, the outer disciple who kicked Lu Gao turned white.

"Good boy, Lu Gao still has a brother in the inner door?" There was a handyman in a gray robe who whispered, and his face was full of envy.

"I haven't heard of it on weekdays, and I don't know what the relationship is." Some people looked at Han Muye and Lu Gao, wanting to guess that the two were close.

"This miscellaneous disciple actually has an inner disciple as a backer, and Sun Santong is kicking the iron plate this time." Not far away, among the outer disciples in green robes, there were also people who spoke in low voices.

"Senior brother is angry, I didn't mean to kick Brother Lu Gao, it's really an urgent task." The outer disciple named Sun Santong hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to Han Muye, sweating profusely to explain.

He is not stupid, waiting for Han Muye to ask, or Lu Gao to complain, then for the sake of face, Han Muye will also punish himself.

It's better to admit your mistake first.

Han Muye didn't look at him, just looked at Lu Gao and said, "Is there something wrong with Brother Lu's body?" ”

His attitude surprised Lu Gao very much.

He knew that Han Muye was a Sword Pavilion Sword Viewer, not an inner disciple who had really cultivated profoundly, but outsiders didn't know it!

Among the sects, only robes are recognized.

Today here, Han Muye, who is wearing a white robe from the inner door, is kind to himself, and in the future, others will look up to him wherever he is.

"Nothing, nothing." Lu Gao stretched out his hand to pat the dust on his body, and then opened his mouth happily.

Han Muye nodded, turned his head and saw that a carriage had arrived at the mountain gate, and two outer disciples in green robes followed behind the carriage and strode over.

The frame stopped, and the two tall horses snorted in their mouths, their hooves kicking on the bluestone slabs.

"Okay, you don't have to send it." In the frame, an old voice was heard.

It was Mo Yuan.

Behind the frame, the two looked at each other, sighed lightly, and one of them arched his hand and said, "Senior brother, this is a long time to go to the mountains and rivers, and the journey is smooth." ”

Another person also said, "Senior brother, take care." ”

In the frame, Mo Yuan hummed softly.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and looked at the frame.

Mo Yuan has been in the outer gate for two hundred years, and when he left, there were only two people to see him off.

This scene is really bleak.

He took a few steps forward and leapt to the front of the frame.

"Thank you very much." Turning his head, he raised his hand and threw out two pills.

The two outer disciples in the green robe were stunned for a moment, and subconsciously caught it.

"Shhhh

"This is, this is the Boutique Cloud Qi Pill!"

The two of them shouted in surprise, and then bowed to Han Muye: "Thank you, senior brother, for the reward." ”

The high-quality Yunqi Pill, one will cost three hundred spirit stones, and for the outer disciples, they can't earn it without eating or drinking for several years.

Han Muye pulled the reins, and the frame slowly moved forward.

When he arrived at Lu Gao's side, he easily threw over the jade bottle that only had the last high-quality Yunqi Pill left.

"Brother Lu, I'll invite you to drink when I come back."

Lu Gao reached out to catch the jade bottle, and his hands clenched tightly.

"Okay, drink, drink......"

The corners of his mouth trembled, and his shoulders trembled.

Boutique Yunqi Pill, this is a windfall for him!

The two outer disciples who were also rewarded over there arched their hands towards Lu Gaoyi: "In Xia Luo Cheng, in Xia Qin Yi, I don't know the name of my junior brother?" ”

Lu Gao hurriedly bowed his hand: "Lu Gao has seen two senior brothers. ”

The two nodded, smiled and left.

It's a nodding acquaintance.

With this friendship, maybe you will be able to carry it in the future.

All of this comes from one person.

Everyone looked at the frame moving forward.

A breeze blew the curtains on the car windows, revealing one of the green robes and white beards.

"The cyan robe, it's either the outer door, it's the elder, hiss-"

Someone let out a low breath and turned his head to look at the grinning Lu Gao, who was even more envious.

Senior Brother Neimen can only be an elder when he catches the car!

This inner senior brother is so close to an elder and walks together!

"Senior Brother Lu, let's get closer in the future!"

"Senior Brother Lu, I'll move these flowers for you to rest."

"Senior Brother Lu, are you thirsty, I have the best clear flower dew here."

……

A group of outer disciples and miscellaneous disciples dressed in green robes and gray robes gathered around.

Among them, the most earnest is Sun Santong, who kicked Lu Gao before.

Lu Gao bowed back to everyone and looked up at the frame in the distance.

"Boy, how about you pretend to be my disciple when you come to my hometown?"

In the frame, Mo Yuan suddenly spoke.

"Don't worry, I won't let you pretend to be in vain."