What a prairie fire!

Although he had not practiced this swordsmanship, Shen Muyang recognized at a glance that the swordsmanship demonstrated by the person in front of him was Liaoyuan.

The endless firelight, broken little by little, the momentum of the beacon fire, isn't it a prairie fire?

Shen Muyang stood there with his back against the stone wall, his lips moving lightly, muttering to himself.

"What, don't you see clearly?" Han Muye shook his head, and the long sword in his hand gently poked out again.

The moment he grasped the hilt of the sword, he had already seen the memory contained in the sword.

Shen Muyang had seen Tao Ran's ancestor back then.

At that time, Tao Ran's swordsmanship was pure, and his strength was even higher than that of the other three ancestors.

Tao Ran Ancestor would sometimes point out to these junior disciples.

Comprehend the three mystical swordsmanship, cloud smoke.

Comprehend the two Xuan swordsmanship, ice flames.

With the long sword in hand, Han Muye looked at Shen Muyang in front of him.

Shen Muyang's cultivation can't comprehend the prairie fire.

However, he could remember it, and then go back and tell his master Su Yuan.

Han Muye handed out the sword in his hand, very slowly.

"Liaoyuan is a five-dimensional swordsmanship, which involves a trace of sword momentum."

"The momentum is condensed by the sword intent, the sword is out, and the sky is unstoppable."

Shen Muyang's eyes widened, his ears pricked up, he didn't dare to miss a trace of the picture, he didn't dare to miss a word.

Han Muye's sword first poked out lightly, and then it was mixed with the meaning of wind and thunder.

"The wind fuels the fire, and if there is no wind, there is no way to breathe for a thousand miles."

After the wind and thunder, the hot and dry air surged, and the fiery red light revealed from the sword light.

Han Muye's whisper came: "Liaoyuan, what are you burning?" ”

"Go back and tell your master, the red flames are even in the sky, the grass and trees are autumn, a sword is thousands of miles, and the beacon fires the plains."

"Boom-"

Shen Muyang's eyes were filled with flames again, and he had to raise his arm to block the heat in front of him.

"A thousand merits, remember first."

When the flames dissipated and the quiet room turned into Qingming, there was no longer Han Muye's figure in front of him, only a long sword, placed on the stone platform.

Reaching out to withdraw the long sword, Shen Muyang smiled bitterly.

He can't take a thousand merits.

Even in the hands of his master, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have a thousand meritorious deeds now.

Fire Vein, it's tough.

Taking a deep breath, a look of surprise flashed across his face, and he walked out of the quiet room with his long sword.

He wants to tell the master what he has just seen and heard.

Perhaps, this can make your own master go further!

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Han Muye, who left the law studio, only felt relaxed.

Passing on the Liaoyuan Sword Technique to the person of the Fire Vein, the sword intent in his body that was obtained from the Purple Flame Sword seemed to be more condensed.

If the sword intent is thoughtful, I'm afraid I also hope that the Liaoyuan swordsmanship will not be extinct in the fire vein, right?

I don't know what that Tao Ran Ancestor thought at the beginning, he would betray the sect?

Thinking about these long-term things is useless, Han Muye still puts his mind on refining the body exercises.

He was going to find Zhao Pu, an elite disciple of the inner gate.

Inner door, Sanshi Zhai.

The master of Sanshizhai is named Tuoba Cheng, who is the top master of the earth vein in the Nine Xuan Sword Sect and the deacon elder with real power in the sect.

Zhao Pu is practicing under Tuoba Chengmen.

Han Muye held the token given to him by Zhao Pu, and after the disciple at the door checked it, he let him in.

"Why did this person come to my Sanshi Zhai?" Han Muye walked into the courtyard, and a young man in a white robe frowned and whispered at the door.

"Hmph, it must be that Lin Shen guy doesn't give up, I don't take this person as a disciple, he will come to find other senior brothers."

With a sneer on his face, the young man watched Han Muye walk into the attic: "The heart is not pure, and he is also worthy of being a disciple under my Sanshi Zhaimen?" ”

"I'll get you out of the way later."

……

The inner door is indeed different from the outer door.

What Han Muye saw in Sanshi Zhai was that every person in a white robe was extraordinary.

Sanshi Zhai cultivates earth veins, and most of the disciples are in strong shape.

Most of these people are wielding swords and practicing, and they have no distractions.

The swordsmanship is wide open and close, and it is very powerful.

In the bluestone courtyard, several people in white robes are dancing and practicing boxing.

"Han Muye!" Seeing Han Muye coming, one of them was overjoyed.

Han Muye smiled and clenched his fists: "I've seen Senior Brother Zhao Pu." ”

This bald-headed tall young man is none other than the elite disciple of the earth vein, Zhao Pu.

Everyone around Zhao Pu looked at Han Muye curiously.

"You continue to practice, and I'll take him to see the master." Zhao Pu laughed and beckoned Han Muye to walk into the attic.

"The master said, if you come, you will go directly to see him."

Zhao Pu was very kind, completely indifferent to the indifference when he was in the Law Building, he reached out to pat Han Muye's shoulder, raised his hand, seemed to feel that he had too much strength, and put it down.

The two of them ascended to the attic, which was simply furnished with a hint of clumsiness.

"Master, Han Muye is here." Zhao Pu's voice was not small.

The white-haired old man sitting in front of the long desk with an ink pen tracing something in his hand, and the ink pen stained the paper.

The old man sighed and put away the pen and paper, then looked up.

The body is as tall and strong as a bear, and although the face is suppressed, the fierce aura can still be seen.

It seems that this is the master of Sanshizhai, and the elder of the Sword Gate has become Tuoba.

Han Muye took a step forward, bowed down and saluted, "Han Muye has seen Elder Tuoba. ”

Tuoba Cheng looked at him, nodded and said, "I have a good relationship with your Sword Pavilion High Elder, just call me Senior Uncle." ”

Elder Gao?

Only now did Han Muye know that the original Sword Pavilion Elder was surnamed Gao.

"I've seen Uncle Tuoba." He is as good as a stream.

Uncle Shi and Elder, this intimate relationship is quite different.

Listening to his call, Tuoba Cheng grinned, and then said: "Zhao Pu said that you are a cultivation genius, and the secret of Tie Niu Jin is what you discovered. ”

Han Muye hurriedly gave up his hand: "I don't dare to call it a genius, it's just a fluke." ”

Hearing his words, Tuoba Cheng glared: "You Sword Pavilion like to play false, and if you can discover secrets, that's your ability." ”

Well, you're the boss, you have the final say.

Han Muye lowered his head and didn't speak.

"I've studied that iron bull strength, and it's really not simple." Tuoba Cheng understood Han Muye's purpose for coming, and spoke in a deep voice.

The iron bull strength of the eighty spirit stones can make an elder say that it is not simple, it seems that he has found a treasure.

"Zhao Pu, you can show this kid the follow-up exercises of the Iron Bull Jin that I have derived from Sanshi Zhai."

Tuoba Cheng turned his head to look at Zhao Pu.

Zhao Pu nodded, didn't say much, and directly divided his feet, and a faint cyan cow shadow condensed behind him.

He threw a punch with a heavy waist, and every punch was steady and powerful.

The strength swam, and the second green cow phantom appeared.

After that, there is the third, fourth, and fifth......

By the eighth Qingniu Phantom, Zhao Pu already had a solemn face.

Even Tuoba Cheng sat up slightly straight.

Han Muye's eyes were shining, and he stared at Zhao Pu intently.

There are images circulating in his mind, going back and forth.

"Boom-"

A tremor, the ninth green cow phantom behind Zhao Pu appeared, and as soon as the nine phantoms came out, they kept shaking, and then slowly dispersed.

Zhao Pu and Tuoba Cheng both showed a trace of regret on their faces.

Zhao Pu said in a low voice: "The formation of the Nine Bulls should be the final form of this Iron Bull Strength, but I always feel that there is something missing in it." ”

Something missing?

Han Muye's mind changed, and a vast aura rose.

His eyes narrowed, and then he looked at Tuoba Cheng who was above him: "Uncle Shi, nine cows are one, and the retrograde enters the body, what should I do?" ”

"Bang-"

Tuoba smashed the long case in front of him with one palm, stood up, and laughed: "First gather the form and then coagulate, the ancestors are vast, this is the origin of the body refining method!" ”

"Boy, how about you come to my door?"