Lu Gao is used to doing miscellaneous labor, and he is good at observing words and feelings, and inquiring about news.

These news were all unknown to Han Muye before.

Han Muye nodded, stretched out his hand and patted Lu Gao on the shoulder and said, "Don't look at Brother Lu's strong body, this mind is very delicate." ”

"Tell me what's in the back door."

"Done, done." Praised by Han Muye, Lu Gao nodded happily.

It seems that it was Huang Lao Liu who said that the Nine Xuan Sword Sect is going to make a big move this time.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have gathered here and killed people there.

Even the Tailing Sword Sect is estimated to have the same thoughts, and may make trouble at the party.

Looking at it this way, going to deliver the news to Tuoba Cheng himself may really make a great contribution to the sect.

Walking into the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye looked at the empty long case and said, "Sixth Brother is not here?" ”

Lu Gao at the door hurriedly replied: "Senior Brother Han, not long after you left, the sixth brother went out." ”

Out?

It seems that once the fire in my heart is lit, if it is a man, I will be burned and I can't sit still.

"Haha, Han boy, I'm back-"

Han Muye turned his head and saw Huang Lao Liu striding over with a spring light on his face.

His steps are steady, his waist is not bent, his back is not hunched, and his eyes are bright.

This is, spring is coming?

"Brother Han, Sister Ping, your sixth sister-in-law recognized me!" Walking to Han Muye's side, Huang Lao Liu couldn't help but rub his hands and spoke in a low voice.

There was irrepressible excitement in his words.

Recognize?

"Congratulations to the sixth brother, you didn't bring the sixth sister-in-law to take a look?" Han Muye asked with a smile.

"Hehe, it's not too late, she said, come tomorrow." Huang Lao Liu smiled, looking proud.

Coming to the Sword Pavilion?

Disciple of Qingfeng Guan.

The smile on Han Muye's face did not decrease, he looked at Huang Lao Liu, who was still happy, and there was a deep light in his eyes.

It's good that the sixth brother is happy.

Hopefully, all is well.

Tonight's dinner was a great place to be.

Huang Lao Liu told Lu Gao some interesting stories about the Sword Pavilion.

Whoever received the sword was scared, which sword pavilion watcher didn't live for three months, why didn't the miscellaneous servants in the sword pavilion want to do it in the sword pavilion anymore.

Lu Gao grinned, concentrating on the big bone in front of him.

Huang Lao Liu didn't move.

When the pavilion door was closed, Han Muye and Huang Lao Liu each returned to the quiet room.

Sitting cross-legged on the wooden couch, Han Muye took out a top-grade cloud qi pill.

The pill entered the abdomen, and a warm aura quickly swam in the meridians, and then landed in the dantian.

In the past few days, he has swallowed pills every day, and the dantian that was originally one zhang square slowly expanded, and there was already half a foot of space.

Don't look at the fact that it has only risen so much, the total capacity has expanded a lot.

Recently, he deliberately supplemented his cultivation knowledge, and Han Muye also knew that his dantian was stronger than many Qi Condensation Periods.

It's just that at present, the sword intent he controls is too strong, and the physical body and spiritual energy cultivation are urging, just like a three-year-old child wielding a sledgehammer, which is too uncoordinated.

Only when the physical body has been cultivated to a certain level, and the spiritual qi cultivation has at least stepped into the real qi condensation period, can it be flexible enough to urge those sword intents.

"Hum—"

Just as Han Muye was carrying the spiritual energy, and then mobilizing the sword qi into the dantian to recuperate, there was a faint sound outside the quiet room.

When he opened his eyes, there was nothing in front of him.

"Sister Ping?"

The voice of Huang Lao Liu in the quiet room next door came.

It's the sword!

The sword that was sent today!

At the beginning, this sword came to his quiet room and almost cost his own life.

Han Muye was just about to get up, when Huang Laoliu's voice came from next door again: "Isn't it good for you to pretend to be her for a while?" ”

"Could it be that seeing that my body is dry and dry, I can't squeeze my qi and blood, and I don't even have the heart to pretend?"

The sound of the sword rang out, followed by the sound of the long sword falling.

"Spoiled, sleep." Huang Laoliu muttered.

Han Muye shook his head and chuckled.

Also, Huang Lao Liu has lived in the Sword Pavilion for seven years, how can he not have his own extraordinary?

As soon as he drank it, he let the long sword that was about to hurt him vibrate and fall.

It seems that Huang Lao Liu also has special skills.

Thinking of this, Han Muye felt a lot more relaxed in his heart, focused on himself, and began to polish his physical strength.

At the beginning, he took Solid Dan, although it was a high-quality product, but it still had no effect.

Maybe a higher grade of body refining pills can help body refining?

Why don't you buy it and try it in the next few days?

There were more than a dozen high-grade spirit stones in his pocket, and Han Muye was full of confidence.

While running the body refining technique, he absorbed another sword qi into his body.

The sour taste of scraping bones made him grin.

I don't know who invented this cultivation method, the sword qi penetrates into the bone marrow, and it really steps on the horse to find abuse.

Fortunately, this sword qi circulated in his body, and after a week in the sea of dantian qi, he turned into a gentle little hand and began to soothe his meridians.

This kind of comfort is also unstoppable.

Even, he felt that his meridians seemed to be much wider under the caress of the gentle sword qi.

Perhaps, with the continuous flushing of sword qi, his qualifications can be improved?

The Nine Grades qualification is indeed a great restriction on cultivation.

Even if Han Muye didn't do his best to cultivate spiritual qi like an orthodox cultivator, he still felt the constraints of his qualifications on his cultivation improvement.

There are a lot of pills in the air, the meridians are running slowly, and a lot of medicinal power and aura have escaped.

Fortunately, the escaping medicinal power is not completely wasted.

The medicinal power of Reiki can increase the strength of the physical body and make the muscles and bones more stable.

After a night of practice, Han Muye was relaxed.

Carrying the sword to the small courtyard, he saw Huang Lao Liu holding the sword in his hand and slashing it fiercely.

The sword slashed at the thick trunk of the tree, and sawdust flew everywhere.

"Are you still here to disturb Lao Tzu's good dreams?"

"When you are the sixth brother, I am a vegetarian, right?"

"Next time, I'll throw you into the pit."

……

Turning his head and seeing Han Muye coming, Huang Lao Liu held the long sword in his hand and said, "Brother Han, how did this sword come back?" ”

"Yesterday, an inner disciple named Zhu Guangsheng sent it."

"Su Yang, who led the sword at the beginning, has fallen."

Han Muye said in a low voice.

Holding the sword in his hand, Huang Laoliu's eyes fell on Han Muye.

After a moment, he laughed and said, "Yes, no wonder the elder has taken a fancy to you. ”

After speaking, he walked towards the Sword Pavilion with his long sword in his hand.

"I practice the Sword Condensation Technique, using my own divine soul qi and blood to condense a sword qi."

"When the cultivation is completed, you will be able to carry the sword intent of the Nine Xuan Sword."

"Of course, it can only condense the power of a sword."

"When the elder passed on my sword condensing technique, he said that I was not qualified to cultivate the sword technique."

"Only the cultivation of the sword technique is the true inheritance in the Sword Pavilion."

Huang Laoliu whispered, as if he was saying it to himself, and it seemed to be saying it to Han Muye.

Cultivating the sword is the true inheritance of the Sword Pavilion?

Han Muye was slightly stunned.

Isn't what he cultivates is sword cultivation?

"Sixth brother, I-"

Before Han Muye finished speaking, Huang Lao Liu had already waved his hand and said, "Everyone has their own fate." ”

"I'm willing to be that Sword Heaven Realm."

"The path is your own choice."

"I don't regret it."

After speaking, he carried his sword and walked into the Sword Pavilion.

Han Muye's gaze fell on Huang Laoliu's back.

Do you really not regret it?

……

In the morning, looking at the anxious appearance of Huang Lao Liu beside him, Han Muye smiled and said, "Sixth brother, why don't you go out for a walk?" ”

Huang Lao Liu stood up and left.

At the door, Lu Gao's voice came: "Sixth brother, do you want to bring food today?" Bring a few servings, do you want the meat to be rotten......"

"Get out of your ......" Huang Lao Liu's scolding came from a distance.

Han Muye almost laughed out loud and turned to wipe those long swords.

He has fallen in love with this feeling of grinding his gun and sharpening his sword every day, and the sword qi is blended and very refreshing.

"Sword Pavilion leads the sword rules, bathes and changes clothes, burns incense and meditates-"

Unconsciously, at noon, there was a shout from Lu Gao at the entrance of the Sword Pavilion.

Business is coming to the door?

Han Muye returned the long sword to its sheath and turned around.

"I'll look for it, Han Muye."

At the door of the Sword Pavilion, a hoarse voice came.