Of course, Bai Mu would not swagger into the Han family with such a copper coin, if it was really as Han Rou saw the copper coins as he saw the former patriarch Han Qi, then wouldn't everyone in the Han family have to give a big salute to Bai Mu, an outsider?

It seems very cool to think about that scene, but I'm afraid that the Hidden Sword Pavilion will not think about it, and Bai Mu will probably have to take a detour when he sees the Han family in the future.

Bai Mu left the gate, and the guards at the door and Han Xinghui, who was as red as pork liver, dared to stand up. Han Xinghui couldn't have imagined that Bai Mu would be able to take out the sword copper coin!

With this copper coin, don't enter this gate, even if you want to live in the Hidden Sword Pavilion, it won't be a problem......

Bai Mu had already taken two steps with Han Rou, and suddenly turned back and faced Han Xinghui:

"Eh—what do you think this is?"

Han Xinghui knelt down with numb legs, and when he saw the phantom rising again, he gritted his teeth and knelt down again! Bai Mu left happily.

Han Rou on the side held her forehead a little speechlessly: How did you lose to such a cheap and naïve guy?

......

In the lobby of the Han family, the two elders and Han Chengxiong, the current patriarch of the Han family, looked at this genuine copper coin and fell silent: I didn't expect that the copper coin that the Han family had been looking for for a long time turned out to be the life-saving benefactor handed over to him by the previous patriarch!

So it is reasonable to let Bai Mu, the guy who returned to the original owner, stay in the Hidden Sword Pavilion for a few days. What's more, doing so will also have a friendship with the Jin Dan Sword Cultivator Lao Huai, who has always been alone, even for a big family like the Han family, a Jin Dan as an arm is also a great benefit.

Bai Mu had already figured out this truth, so he could leisurely taste tea in the outer hall: the Han family's tea leaves actually had the effect of purifying the heart, which could help the monks to comprehend the truth, and it would cost a lot of contribution to buy it in the spiritual vein. If it weren't for the fear of embarrassing Jian Laohuai, Bai Mu would have wanted a few catties of tea to go back.

After a while, Han Chengxiong walked out of the back hall, but his brows were tightly locked. Bai Mu was a little unhappy when he saw his expression: Why do you still need to hesitate about this? You sat in the position of the patriarch by the backstage, right?

Han Chengxiong smiled bitterly and said, "Bai Muyou, thank you very much for returning this sword coin, but ...... The Hidden Sword Pavilion won't let you in. ”

Bai Mu was immediately unhappy: he returned the treasure of the Zhen clan by himself, and he only exchanged two sips of tea water?

Han Rou was also a little puzzled: Isn't it criticized for being ungrateful like this, how could the patriarch, who has always been cautious, make such a decision?

Han Chengxiong explained: "The Hidden Sword Pavilion is a good gathering place for sword moves, but it is also a place where the Han family breeds sword spirits. In recent days, there have been some problems, there is a murderous thing in the sword spirit, don't Bai Muyou can't enter, even if the descendants of my Han family go in, their lives will be in danger......"

Bai Mu's face was gloomy, and he stood up and said sonorously: "If my uncle doesn't want me to participate in the Han family's swordsmanship, it's just right, there's no need to make up a story to make me retreat." ”

"The Han Family's Hidden Sword Pavilion is not chaotic sooner or later, but when I get to the Han family, it will be chaotic, could it be that I am a disaster star?"

Bai Mu looked at Han Chengxiong's somewhat annoyed face intently and was secretly surprised: Could it really be so unlucky?

Qianqian crossed his fingers and chattered in the sea of knowledge: "You go to Yushan, the Yushan Spirit Gathering Array collapses, you go to Yanshan, Yanshan is dead, you go to apprentice to the master and become a purple sweet potato essence......"

Bai Mu was speechless: I seem to be a little ...... like this

Han Chengxiong looked at Bai Mu's face and was unpredictable, he was quite worried that he would make a feud with a Jindan sword cultivator because of this, even if he had the rules of the spiritual vein as a guarantee, Sword Lao Huai would not do anything excessive. But if the well-known sword Lao Huai wants to disgust the Han family, there are at least tens of thousands of ways......

Han Chengxiong gritted his teeth: "If Bai Muyou has the confidence to safely comprehend the way of the sword in the Hidden Sword Pavilion, Han will not stop him, but if something happens, the Han family will not be responsible." I don't know if you're satisfied with this kind of treatment?"

Bai Mu groaned, but he could hear the shallow in the sea happily: "Promise him, promise him, Bai Mu is going to be developed!"

"The sword spirit in the Bamboo Leaf Sword has been asleep for too long and too long because of the robbery, and there is no place more suitable for the recovery of the sword spirit than the Hidden Sword Pavilion that gave birth to the sword spirit!"

"As long as the sword spirit awakens, isn't the sword spirit that makes trouble the rations of the bamboo leaf sword spirit who survived the tribulation?!"

No matter how Han Rou thought about it, she felt that it was inappropriate: it was an opportunity to learn the way of the sword, and now it has become a life-threatening trial, no, as the master, the Han family still doesn't want to take any responsibility?

Han Rou thought for a while: "Why don't I pass on his Han family's swordsmanship?" It's not impossible for my bloodline inheritance to be delayed for a month. ”

Han Chengxiong sighed, only the Han family's swordsmanship is absolutely impossible to pass on to Bai Mu! The person who gets the Han family's swordsmanship is likely to get the divine treasure left by the ancestors of the Han family in the depths of the spiritual vein, and Bai Mu is an amazing talent in the way of the sword, in case he really snatches away the divine treasure that the Han family has been waiting for for ten thousand years, it is really a shame for the ancestors and the ancestors!

He would rather be infamous than make this kind of gamble on the Han family's divine treasure.

"Bai Muyou, I'm sorry ......"

"I'll go!"

Everyone present was stunned, and Han Chengxiong even asked out loud: "What?!"

Bai Mu's eyes were firm: "I am also a member of the spirit vein, of course I should share the worries of the Han family." If my uncle thinks he can't stand me, he can just give me a six-grade spiritual weapon with ten handles and eight handles."

Han Rou ignored the bastard words of the lion behind Bai Mu, and eagerly transmitted the voice to Bai Mu: "The sword spirit riot is not a thing! In several riots in history, there have been people in the Imperial Weapon Realm who died in the sea of sword spirits, and they can only rely on countless sword spirits who have already recognized the lord to devour the fierce sword spirits one by one! Aren't you sent to death?!"

When Bai Mu heard the "Ocean of Sword Spirits", he was about to flow out!

"I've made up my mind, you don't have to stop me, although thousands of sword spirits will go!"

Han Rou thought with her toes and knew that this guy couldn't be the kind of person who was eager for justice and righteousness, and she was faintly worried about the Han family's Hidden Sword Pavilion and the sword spirits who had been pregnant for many years......

So outside the Han family's Hidden Sword Pavilion, the anxious Han family elders watched in amazement as the patriarch of the own family and the two elders sent a monk from the Pregnant God Realm to the Hidden Sword Pavilion that was in danger at this time.

What kind of grudge is this?

Sending Bai Mu, who was wearing armor that didn't know where he was coming, into the Hidden Sword Pavilion, Han Chengxiong, the current patriarch of the Han family, pulled a dumbfounded elder and asked:

"Has the Sword Spirit Riot changed anything now?"

The elder was not very old, and his realm had reached the middle stage of the Imperial Weapon Realm, and at this time, the sword spirit of his natal spirit weapon had already eaten it and was about to vomit:

"Do you know what it means to be a bundi, some sword spirits are already on the top!"

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【Xingeer】