It's really a prairie fire!

Although he had never practiced this swordsmanship, Shen Muyang recognized at a glance that the swordsmanship demonstrated by the masked man in front of him was Liaoyuan.

The endless flames, shattered at one point, the imposing manner of the flames, what is it not a prairie fire?

Shen Muyang stood with his back against the stone wall, his lips moved lightly, and he muttered to himself.

"Why, didn't you see clearly?" Han Muye shook his head, and the long sword in his hand gently protruded again.

The moment he held the hilt of the sword just now, he had already seen the memory contained in the sword.

Shen Muyang met Tao Ran's ancestor back then.

The old ancestor Tao Ran had pure fire pulse and swordsmanship, and his strength was even higher than that of the other three ancestors.

Old Ancestor Tao Ran would sometimes give pointers to their younger disciples.

Comprehend the Three Profound Swordsmanship, Yunyan.

Comprehend the Second Profound Swordsmanship, Ice Flame.

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

Shen Muyang's cultivation is still unable to comprehend the prairie fire.

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

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

"Liaoyuan is the Five Profound Swordsmanship, which involves a trace of sword power."

"The momentum is condensed by the sword's will. When the sword comes out, the sky is unstoppable."

Shen Muyang widened his eyes and pricked up his ears, daring not to miss a single picture or a word.

Han Muye's sword first protruded gently, and then there was a hint of wind and thunder in it.

"Wind helps fire, and if there is no wind in a prairie fire, it will not be able to breathe for a thousand miles."

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

Han Muye whispered, "Liaoyuan, what are you burning?"

"Go back and tell you Master, the scarlet flames are in the sky, the vegetation is autumn, and the sword is thousands of miles away.

"Boom—"

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

"A thousand feats, remember first."

When the flames dissipated and the quiet room became clear and bright, Han Muye was no longer in front of him, only a long sword was placed on the stone platform.

Reaching out his hand to retract the long sword, Shen Muyang gave a wry smile.

He can't make a thousand feats.

Even in the hands of his master, I am afraid that it is difficult to have a thousand merits now.

Fire pulse, very difficult.

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

He wanted to tell Master what he had seen and heard just now.

Perhaps, this can make his master go a step further!

——————

Han Muye, who left the Yanfa Building, only felt relieved.

Passing the Liaoyuan swordsmanship to the fire vein person, the sword intent in his body from the Purple Flame Sword seems to be more solid.

If the Sword Intent is thoughtful, I'm afraid I also hope that Liaoyuan Swordsmanship will not be passed down in the Fire Vessel, right?

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

It's useless to think about these long-term things, Han Muye still put his mind on body training.

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

Inner door, Sanshizhai.

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

Zhao Pu practiced under Tuoba Cheng's sect.

Han Muye held the token that Zhao Pu gave him. After the disciple at the door checked it, he let him in.

"How could this person come to my Sanshizhai?" 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 guy Lin Shen who didn't give up. I confiscated this person as a disciple, and he came to find other senior brothers."

With a sneer on the young man's face, he watched Han Muye walk into the attic: "With impure nature, you are also worthy of being a disciple under my Sanshizhaimen?"

"I'll let you get out in a hurry later."

……

The inner door is indeed different from the outer door.

What Han Muye saw in Sanshizhai, every person wearing a white robe was extraordinary.

Sanshizhai cultivates earth veins, and most of the disciples are strong.

Most of these people are wielding swords and practicing martial arts, and they have nothing else to do.

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

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

"Han Muye!" Seeing Han Muye coming, one of them exclaimed with joy.

Han Muye smiled and clasped his fists: "I have seen Senior Brother Zhao Pu."

This bald, tall and strong young man is the elite disciple of the earth vein, Zhao Pu.

People around Zhao Pu looked at Han Muye curiously.

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

"Master said, go see him directly when you come."

Zhao Pu had a very friendly appearance. He didn't have the indifference when he was in the performance building. He reached out and wanted to pat Han Muye's shoulder.

The two went up to the attic, where the layout was simple, with a hint of clumsiness.

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

The white-haired old man who was sitting in front of the long desk holding an ink pen to trace something in his hand paused, and the ink pen stained the surface of the paper.

The old man sighed and put away the pen and paper, then raised his head.

The body is tall and strong like a bear, and although his face is suppressed, he still has a fierce aura.

It seems that this is the owner of Sanshizhai, Jianmen elder Tuoba Cheng.

Han Muye took a step forward, bowed and said, "Han Muye has seen Elder Tuoba."

Tuobacheng looked at him, nodded and said, "I have a good relationship with you, Elder Gao of the Jiange Pavilion. You can just call me uncle."

Elder Gao?

Only now did Han Muye know that the original Jiange elder's surname was Gao.

"I have seen Master Tuoba." He was as good as he was.

The uncle and the elder are quite different from each other in their close relationship.

Hearing his call, Tuobacheng grinned and said, "Zhao Pu said that you are a genius in cultivation, and you discovered the secret of Tie Niu Jin."

Han Muye hurriedly handed over his hands: "I don't dare to be called a genius, it's just a fluke."

Hearing his words, Tuobacheng glared: "You guys in the sword pavilion like to play tricks. It is your ability to discover secrets."

Well, you are the boss, you have the final say.

Han Muye lowered his head and didn't say a word~www.wuxiahere.com~ I have studied the strength of the iron bull, and it is indeed not easy. Tuobacheng understood Han Muye's purpose and spoke in a deep voice.

The strength of the Eighty Spirit Stones can make an elder say that it is not easy. It seems that he has found a treasure.

"Zhao Pu, you show this kid the follow-up exercise of Tie Niu Jin that I derived from Sanshizhai."

Tuobacheng turned to look at Zhao Pu.

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

He lowered his waist and punched, every punch and every style was steady and powerful.

Struggling with strength, a second green ox phantom appeared.

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

By the eighth green bull phantom, Zhao Pu's expression was dignified.

Even Tuo Bacheng sat up slightly.

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

There are pictures in his mind, constantly going back and forth.

"Boom—"

A tremor sounded, and the ninth green bull phantom appeared behind Zhao Pu. The nine phantoms appeared, kept shaking, and then slowly dissipated.

Zhao Pu and Tuoba Cheng 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, but I always feel that something is missing."

Something is wrong?

Han Muye's mind turned around, and the vast auras rose one after another.

He narrowed his eyes, then looked at Tuoba Cheng, who looked up: "Uncle Master, the nine bulls are one, retrograde into the body, what should I do?"

"Bam—"

Tuoba Cheng smashed the long case in front of him with one palm, stood up, and let out a long laugh: "First gather the shape, then coagulate, and return to the vastness of the ancestors. This is the original way of body training!"

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

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