Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

A look of confusion flashed across Huang Lao Liu's face.

Then he lowered his head and muttered a few words, and his expression improved again.

"Haha, brother, so these Spirit Stones are our daughter's dowry?"

He packed the pile into a small wooden box, and his eyes were bright.

This is reality.

Hearing his words, Han Muye stood up and brought the wooden box over.

"Hey, you," Huang Laoliu was stunned, then grinned: "I understand, Sanqi..."

Han Muye shook his head and said in a low voice: "They'll take the Inner Sect as soon as they get it. The Outer Sect Spirit Stones are hard-won, and they go out to fight. There are many places where Spirit Stones need to be used, so don't take these Spirit Stones."

With that said, he clipped the wooden box under his arm and walked straight out.

"You, where are you going?"

Huang Lao Liu shouted from behind.

"I'll send the Spirit Stones back." Han Muye's voice came.

"Send it back? Then isn't this daughter raised for nothing?" Huang Laoliu muttered, and after a while, he took out the six merit certificates, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"This day, there is more and more hope..."

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Jiang Han and the others just told Han Muye where they live.

Han Muye went to find them, but was in vain.

However, some disciples who knew Jiang Han and the others told Han Muye that Jiang Han and others went to drink.

There are thousands of Outer Sect disciples living in one place, and there are handymen around, and there are always thousands of people together, just like a small village.

Those restaurants and shops are all opened by the door, and they are specially used by the disciples in the door to spend money.

This is also considered to expand domestic demand.

When Han Muye arrived at the small market that was only a hundred feet tall, a voice came from behind.

"Brother Han!"

Han Muye turned back and saw Lu Gao, who was carrying a big stone block, sweating profusely, grinning there.

"Brother Han, you came to this Outer Sect to—"

Han Muye in a white robe makes everyone around Lu Gao envious.

I had heard that Lu Gao had a brother in the Inner Sect, and it was true.

Han Muye glanced around and saw Jiang Han and others on the second floor of the restaurant.

He took a step forward and supported Lu Gao's Shi Dunzi with one hand.

After repairing the strength of the iron bull, his strength supports the stone pier, which is less than 300 catties, like playing.

His move immediately aroused the surrounding amazement.

Sure enough, it's Senior Inner Sect, really strong.

Lu Gao rubbed his hands there, a hint of pride and embarrassment on his face.

"Let's go, I'll take you to drink." Holding Shi Dunzi, Han Muye walked towards the restaurant.

drink wine?

Lu Gao grinned and quickly followed.

Those handymen disciples who originally moved bricks with Lu Gao all had expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Drinking is secondary, the key is to see who you drink with...

"Senior Brother Han!"

Jiang Han and others in the restaurant also noticed Han Muye, and they all called out with joy.

They rushed downstairs and surrounded Han Muye upstairs.

Sun Dayong hugged the stone pier that Han Muye was holding.

Upstairs, several people let Han Muye sit in the main seat again.

Even Lu Gao, who was wearing a trooper's clothes, mixed up in the same seat with sincerity and fear.

The other Outer Sect disciples around the table saw that Han Muye was wearing a white robe and hurriedly stayed away.

This is the place where Outer Sect disciples gather, and there may not be an inner discipline nearby for three or five days.

Food and drinks were placed on the table, and everyone toasted like Han Muye.

Han Muye raised his glass with a smile.

After three rounds of drinking, he put down the toast and looked at the crowd.

"There are quite a few masters of the Three Qin Sword Sect. If you guys go, take the time to find the ancestor of Wanjian of the Mo Family in Qingmu Town, and invite him to suppress him."

"He has the power to fight on the ground, so he should be able to protect you."

Han Muye said lightly.

Circumstances?

Jiang Han and the others were all dumbfounded.

The Outer Sect disciples with their ears sideways all looked sluggish. They are all just Outer Sect disciples, Cultivation Base didn't even come to Qi Condensation.

Are these people worthy of talking about the powerhouse?

"Cough, senior, that, we..." Jiang Han whispered with a wry smile.

They go to invite the strong in the situation to sit in the town, can the strong in the situation look at them?

"Don't worry, the ancestor of Wanjian has a deep relationship with my Jiuxuan Jianmen."

"If you go to invite him, just say it's me."

Han Muye spoke softly, his face calm.

Although Mo Yuan went back to Qingmu Town under the pseudonym of the ancestor Wanjian, but after all, it was under the rule of Jiuxuan Jianmen.

Doing a few things for Jianmen to the best of his ability and gaining the friendship of Jianmen will be of great help to his own future practice.

Based on Mo Yuan's experience, he would participate in the task of conquering the Three Qin Sword Sect this time, even if no one from Jiu Xuan Sword Sect invited him.

Han Muye asked Jiang Han and the others to invite them, but it was just a favor.

In addition, they are all disciples of the Outer Sect of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, and they still have some incense with the first person of the Outer Sect.

"Thank you Brother Han!"

Jiang Han and the others hurriedly bowed again and shouted with joy.

This is a pleasant surprise.

Conquering a Sect, who dares to say that there is no damage?

Moreover, to say who will fall first, it must be the lives of the Outer Sect disciples who are the least valuable.

If there is a strong person in the situation, even if they take care of it at will, their situation will definitely be very different.

Seeing Jiang Han and the others looking happy, the Outer Sect disciples at the other tables all looked complicated.

Who doesn't want to have a strong supporter...

"Hey, is it Senior Brother Han?"

Suddenly, a voice came from the table behind Han Muye.

Han Muye looked back, then smiled and said, "So it's Qing'er."

The female cultivator who spoke out was Qiao Qinger, who accompanied Han Muye to perform the Falou before.

Qiao Qinger had several people at the same table, most of whom were the same people that day.

"I haven't seen Senior Brother Han these days. I'm still going to find Senior Brother Han." Qiao Qinger raised her glass with a smile and gestured to Han Muye.

"Such a coincidence, I respect Senior Brother."

Han Muye picked up the wine glass and was about to clink the glasses when Qiao Qinger sat opposite the young man and said coldly, "Just a swordsman from the sword pavilion, and also worthy of being called a senior brother?"

Sword Pavilion Watcher?

His voice was not small, and everyone on the second floor of the restaurant could hear him.

"Sword watcher? Isn't that an errand to watch swords in the sword pavilion, ten people enter and nine people die?"

"No, it is said that Jian Jian people can't practice swordsmanship. After ten years without dying, they have the title of deacon. Only if they don't die for a period of time can they survive."

"Cut, this person was so loud just now, and the strong person who said that he has a relationship with him, so he is just a sword watcher?"

There was an uproar around.

Those Outer Sect disciples turned their original reverence for Inner Sect brother into contempt for the sword watcher, in order to cover up their gaffe emotions.

Really wearing a white shirt, is Inner Sect?

The expressions of Jiang Han and the others changed.

"What about the sword watcher?" Sun Dayong stood up, stared at the surrounding, and then glared at the young man opposite Qiao Qinger.

"Brother Han's ability, how can you outsiders understand?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Han is not an ordinary sword watcher." Several other people spoke up, leading the sword today, they had seen Han Muye's methods, and they were all convinced.

Qiao Qinger turned her head and said coldly, "Huo Ping, what do you mean?"

The young man on the opposite side looked at Han Muye, then Jiang Han and the others with a mocking expression: "I just don't want to see a group of fools being fascinated by a mere sword watcher in Inner Sect clothes."

"It won't take me long for Huo Ping to put on this shirt."

"Bang!" Sun Dayong punched the table, pointed at Huo Ping and shouted: "Who do you call a fool?"

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, and he chuckled, "What about you, the fool."

Idiot, talk to you.

Qiao Qinger, who was sitting behind him, laughed out loud.

"Yes, yes, the fool is talking about us." Han Muye and the others who were leading swords at the table today all said with a smile.

Huo Ping had a calm face, clenched his fists and got up slowly.

His hand was on the hilt of the long sword at his waist.

"Huo Ping, don't be impulsive, the one sitting over there is Senior Brother Jiang Han, the top hundred of the Outer Sect." Suddenly, the young man sitting beside Huo Ping stretched out his hand and pressed his arm, and said in a low voice.

Jiang Han?

Outer Sect 100th?

Huo Ping's eyes shone brightly, the long sword "Cang Ge" was unsheathed, the sword pointed forward, and he snorted: "Jiang Han? Exactly, today I will replace the top 100 in this Outer Sect!"

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