Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A 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 the betrothal gift for our daughter?"

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 took 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, "If they have the inner sect, they will take it away. The outer sect's spirit stones are hard to come by, and they are going out to fight. They need a lot of places to use the spirit stones, so don't take this spirit stone."

Saying that, he tucked the wooden box under his arm and walked straight out.

"You, where are you going?"

Huang Lao Liu shouted from behind.

"I will send the spirit stone back." Han Muye's voice came.

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

"This day, I'm looking forward to it even more..."

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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 the others went to drink.

There are thousands of people living in one place of the outer disciples, and there are handymen around. There are always a small group of 10,000 people in Lingling, which is like a small village.

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

This can also be regarded as expanding domestic demand.

Han Muye arrived at the small market that was no more than a hundred feet tall when a voice came from behind.

"Brother Han!"

Han Muye turned his head and saw Lu Gao, who was carrying a large stone pier, was sweating profusely, and grinned there.

"Brother Han, you came to the outer door to—"

Han Muye, who was wearing a white robe, made everyone around Lu Gao envious.

I heard earlier that Lu Gao had a brother in the house, 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 the stone pier that Lu Gao was holding with one hand.

Having cultivated Iron Bull Strength, his strength supports the stone pier, which is less than 300 catties, as if he were playing.

His move immediately aroused the surrounding amazement.

Sure enough, it is the inner sect senior brother, 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 used to move bricks with Lu Gao were all envious and jealous.

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

"Senior Brother Han!"

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

They hurriedly went downstairs and surrounded Han Muye upstairs.

Sun Dayong hugged the Shi Dunzi that Han Muye was holding.

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

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

When the other disciples outside the table saw Han Muye's white robe, they hurriedly stayed away.

This is the place where the outer disciples gather, and there may not be an inner disciple coming in the vicinity for three to five days.

There was food and wine on the table, and everyone toasted like Han Muye.

Han Muye smiled and raised his glass.

After three rounds of drinking, he put down his toast and looked at everyone.

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

"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 were all just outside disciples, and they didn't even have a chance to condense their qi.

Are these people worthy of talking about the powerful?

"Cough, senior brother, 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 Nine Profound Sword Sect."

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

Han Muye spoke softly with a calm expression.

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 cultivation.

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

Han Muye asked Jiang Han and the others to invite him, 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 from the outer sect.

"Thank you Senior Brother Han!"

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

This is a pleasant surprise.

Who dares to say that there is no damage to the sect of a sect?

Moreover, to say who will fall first, it must be the lives of their outer 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 overjoyed, the outer disciples at the other tables all had complex expressions on their faces.

Who doesn't want to be protected by someone with a strong position...

"Hey, is it Senior Brother Han?"

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

Han Muye looked back and said with a smile, "So it's Qing'er."

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

Qiao Qing'er was at the same table, most of them were the people who accompanied her that day.

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

"For such a coincidence, I respect Senior Brother."

Han Muye picked up the wine glass, and just about to clink the glasses, 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?"

The Swordsman of the Sword Pavilion?

His voice was so loud that 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 Jianren can't practice swordsmanship, and after ten years of immortality, he has a nominal title of deacon.

"Cut, this person spoke so loudly just now, and it seems that the strong person in the situation has a relationship with him. It turns out that he is just a sword watcher?"

There was an uproar around.

Those outer sect disciples turned their original reverence for inner sect brothers into contempt for sword watchers, in order to cover up their gaffes just now.

If you really wear a white shirt, you're Senior Brother Neimen?

The expressions of Jiang Han and the others changed.

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

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

"That's~www.wuxiahere.com~ Senior Brother Han is not an ordinary sword watcher." Several other people spoke up one after another, 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 across from him looked at Han Muye, and then at Jiang Han and the others, with a mocking look on his face: "I just don't want to see a group of idiots being fascinated by a mere sword watcher's clothes."

"It won't take long for me, Huo Ping, to wear this shirt."

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

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

Fool, tell you.

Qiao Qing'er, who was sitting behind him, burst out laughing.

"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 Bai Jianghan in front of the outer door." Suddenly, the young man sitting beside Huo Ping stretched out his hand and pressed his arm, and said in a low voice.

Jiang Han?

Number 100 in the outer door?

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

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