"It likes you. ”

After Mu Chen returned Chengying, he said enviously.

Ancient famous weapons never easily recognize the master, and if they can be recognized by the Chengying Ancient Sword, they must have the swordsmanship of the monk in front of them is also excellent.

After being recognized by the famous sword, although it still can't be compared with the natal immortal weapon in the handy hand of use, it can be driven freely, and it will not encounter the deliberate difficulties of the fairy sword, and the consumption of spiritual energy will be greatly reduced.

Just like Jing Nu also has a famous sword fire essence, but the fire spirit did not admit Jing Nu, but gradually adapted to the feeling of slashing after Mu Chen used it a few times.

Yu Sinian was also not recognized by Gu Jian Chunjun, otherwise there would have been no uncontrollable events just now.

"I haven't asked Daoyou for his name, and Mu Chen knows how to call it. ”

"A name is just a codename, what can you do if you know it, what can you do if you don't know it?"

"Do you know what my name is, does it matter?"

"Instead of caring about these, I want to ask you a few words, you obviously have a unique skill, the swordsmanship is quite skillful, and the final blow is quite profound, not a simple Taoist swordsmanship can be cut, I'm afraid you also integrated and innovated another powerful sword move in this move. ”

"Why do you only use a bamboo sword to compete with him, don't you have a fairy sword?"

Wuyi took back the shadow, but did not tell his name.

With his hands in his sleeve pockets, the corners of his mouth raised, and his words jumped, it really depended on his mood, which really made Mu Chen unable to figure it out at all.

And he explained Mu Chen's swordsmanship clearly in just a few words, which is really rare.

"Daoyou is at ease, Mu Chen took the liberty to ask for the name, but I didn't see it through. ”

"To tell you the truth, I really don't have a fairy sword, so I went down the mountain to find things to refine my natal weapon. ”

Mu Chen bowed lightly.

For some reason, in the face of the merry monk in front of him who didn't even know his name, he felt quite comfortable in his heart, and he communicated like a friend who had known each other for many years, which was something he had never had when chatting with Fu Yi.

'Maybe it's because he lent me such a valuable Shadow Sword?'

"And it seems that we are the same age, and at the same time, he also entered the Tao with swordsmanship, so I am close?"

No, maybe it's because he saw through my sword. ’

Mu Chen secretly guessed that he really didn't have any other friends of the same age on Zhushan except Fu Yi, but Fu Yi never understood himself, and he was even so-so when practicing swords.

Perhaps in Mu Chen's heart, Fu Yi's understanding of himself is not as good as Senior Brother Wei Min, who meets occasionally.

"Haha, I see, I see!"

"However, your swordsmanship is very unique, and ordinary immortal swords are not worthy of you, and they can't withstand your sword moves. ”

"And this sword technique is in the shape of intention, even the ancient famous sword is not the best choice, you need a natal weapon to give full play to the power of this sword technique!"

"Mu Gongzi, it can be matched with your refining materials, but it's not easy to find!"

Wuyi bent down and laughed, as if he had heard something to be happy about, and the folding fan was pulled out of his wide cuffs, but it was not opened, but only slapped in the palm of his hand.

Mu Chen and Zhang Banxian looked at each other, but the maid standing behind Wuyi was used to seeing this kind of scene, her eyes were not good, and she opened her mouth for the first time.

"Childe, it's not too early. ”

"It's not early, it's time to go back drinking!"

"Mu Gongzi, goodbye!"

Clothless and Blue Carp strode out, leaving only their backs waving backwards holding ivory folding fans, and quickly disappeared into the streets lit by the red glow of lanterns.

The collapsed giant ancient tree was pulled away by the outer monks of the Seventy-two Sects, and the workers climbed onto the beams of the house to repair the damaged area.

The sky is full of stars, which makes people intoxicated.

Zhang Banxian came to Mu Chen and had to discuss some important things with him.

Mu Chen saw the moon hanging on the branches, but suddenly remembered something.

"That's right!"

"Senior Zhang, hurry up and go somewhere with me!"

Zhang Banxian was pulled by Mu Chen, hurriedly left the market, and turned into spiritual light to the door of an inn in Qiucheng.

The free auction ended for a long time, and the inn was bustling.

The lobby of the inn is filled with an enticing aroma, with very delicious pork, steaming stews, and many Qiucheng specialties that Muchen has never seen.

Looking closely, the people eating in the inn were all monks, although not everyone was wearing Taoist clothes, the spiritual pressure on their bodies could not be faked.

Although Taoism pays attention to purity of heart and few desires, and also says that all grains and grains are turbid, which is not beneficial to cultivation, there is no strict prohibition on drinking alcohol and eating meat.

Fellow initiates from different sects also sat together, toasting each other in a friendly atmosphere and discussing today's gains at auctions and wandering around the bazaar.

"Wood boy, what are you pulling me here for!"

"I see that you just sold all the materials to that Instrument Sect disciple, shouldn't we find a place to discuss the matter of purchasing the most suitable refining master materials at the follow-up auction?"

"Did you bring me here in a hurry to find a place to stay?"

Zhang Banxian was inexplicable, but saw Mu Chen walking into the inn with a smile on his face.

"Senior Zhang, didn't you ask me before what I realized to improve my realm, and didn't you want to understand the matter of Senior Brother Huangsha Sect?"

"No matter how much I say, I might as well let you see it with your own eyes, I'm going to put an end to this piece. ”

Raising his feet and stepping into the threshold, many people recognized Mu Chen as the monk who competed with Yu Sinian in the afternoon, and many young monks came to him with wine.

These people were full of praise and wanted to make friends with him.

It's just that when they saw that the person who was walking with Mu Chen was a down-and-out cultivator, they couldn't help but feel disgust in their eyes.

"Mu Gongzi, you are young and from an authentic background, so it's better not to make friends with those monks who are not careful. ”

"Mu Daoyou is young and promising, and his swordsmanship is extraordinary, how can he be with loose cultivation, isn't this self-destructive future?"

"Mu Gongzi, don't be deceived by the rhetoric of loose cultivation, so as not to do something that has a reputation for betraying the sect and disgrace the teacher!"

"Mu Daoyou ......"

The monks dissuaded them one by one, but Mu Chen just nodded his head, and the response was:

Mu Chen has his own judgment in his heart, thank you for your concern. ”

When they saw this, they shook their heads and sighed and left, saying no more to him, nor going forward to make friends with him.

Zhang Banxian stood in the middle of a group of seventy-two sect monks, and he was also uncomfortable, but fortunately, after the two of them passed through the main hall, they bypassed the landscape screen and came to a small box in the corner of the inn that was only separated by a curtain.

It was deserted and quiet, out of place in the main hall, but heavy sighs often came from it.

The two looked into the gauze curtain, and a tall and strong man in a yellow robe was hiding alone in the box drinking, but the chopsticks in front of him were set aside, and the plates of appetizers on the table were untouched.

Zhang Banxian squinted his eyes again and found that this person was the monk of the Huangsha Sect who bought the 'Millennium Agarwood' from the auction in the morning and spoke ill of Mu Chen.