A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

The village chief lay quietly on the bed, Muyu covered him with a quilt. The village chief's hand held Muyu's hand until he fell asleep with a smile on the corner of his mouth. Muyu felt the temperature from the big hands full of calluses. He remembered that every time he dared not sleep and ran here to sleep, the village chief held his hand like this.

In the past, the hands of the village head would give him a sense of security, but now his own hands will certainly give the village head a sense of security?

Muyu walked to the courtyard, turned over to the roof, staring at the stars, but his thoughts were hooked by the words of sandstone.

It took ten years from sandstone cultivation to foundation building?

Mu Yu frowned, and he thought about this matter seriously. His talent is the most advanced purple talent. With the guidance of Master and Uncle An's supervision, he took it for granted after two years of cultivation to the foundation period. However, it took ten years for the disciples of other schools to reach the foundation period, and it is still the Jiuhua School, which is two of the four major schools!

Both Li Yuan and Tang Yang, two disciples of the Jiuhua School who built the ninth heaven, are over thirty years old. Sandstone foundation building is a heavy day, at the age of 22, which seems to be related to his talent. It is not a surprise that the foundation building period will be ten years. But Mu Yu thought of another thing. Lan Ling'er was only two years older than him, and south, three years older than him. Both of them were building foundations and foundations.

In the past, Mu Yu didn't even consider this matter when he was at Luochen Mountain. He only said that he practiced later than others, so Lan Ling'er and Xiang Nanxiu were higher than themselves and were cleaning up. It was not until today that Mu Yu realized that Lan Ling'er and Xiang Nan's talents did not seem to be under themselves. They were not much older than themselves, but their cultivation practices were much higher. Those who practiced with them were of their own age. Twice, is this kind of talent comparable to other schools?

The most terrifying thing is also the brother of confession, this approachable elder brother, who is now only twenty years old, and Xiu Wei has entered the Jindan period. Master once asked him if he would fight with Bai Lang, and he was a little sure about the confession. At that time, Bai Lang was already twenty-five, and the admonishment was only 18 years old.

"My disciples' disciples don't have gray or purple talents, so no matter how talented you are, there are no special treatments for my disciples."

Mu Yu did not forget this sentence that Master said at the school. He thought Master wanted to teach him to look down on his talents, and not to pursue extra preferential treatment because of his talents. He believed that Master was declaring a position of being equal to his disciples.

Now it seems that what the master said, it means: The talents of the others in the Dust School are not worse than you, don't look too high on yourself.

What monsters are collected by the Luochen School?

Mu Yu forgot that he was also a little monster of the Dust Dust School. He couldn't calm down at the moment. Master often said that he was suitable for cultivation, Muyu thought he was referring to his high talent and suitable for cultivation, and Muyu was often proud of it. On weekdays he has been quite complacent because of his talent. Now when I went down the mountain and saw the talents of other disciples, I realized that my brothers and sisters' talents were never lost to myself.

Since "suitable for monasticism" does not mean high talent, what is it?

Mu Yu had a sense of frustration. He did not compare with Lan Ling'er to the south. He only had the so-called "suitable for monasticism", which was unclear and unclear. He came to Luochen Mountain for two years, and the guidance he received was undoubtedly far behind other martial arts. Like the masters of the world, if you want to make the martial arts bigger, Mu Yu believes that the strength of the Luochen school will not lose. For other schools.

However, this old man who is always breezy is always doing worldly things and has no disputes with the world. He only accepts a few disciples. Each disciple's talent is extremely high. Muyu doesn't understand the meaning of this?

Master has never talked about his past, nor why other martial arts would allow the existence of only ten people. He never thought that Master was a simple comprehensionist. At this moment, when he thought about it seriously, he was even more confused. Could it be that the capital was outstanding that day, and the departure of Brother Luo, who was also "suitable for monasticism", had nothing to do with these?

It was very late at night, and Liushui Village did not have a lantern today to catch Muyu's wind and dust. Everyone was more worried about the safety of the village chief. Hearing that the village chief was fine, he decided to put the banquet to tomorrow. Even at this moment, there are still people in the village who are busy and busy with layouts, just like the New Year, but the person in charge has become Uncle Sun.

The next day.

"I'm telling you little boys! Yesterday I went to Dadian Village, but I really had a head-to-head contest with the fairy master of that Dadian village! Good fellow, the fairy master is after all a fairy master, and I still got caught by mistake. Now..."

The village chief moved to a small bench and was surrounded by a group of little children in the yard. He listened to his thrilling story yesterday. The other adults were Zhang Luo's banquet. The whole village firecrackers skyrocketed and the trumpet suona kept ringing.

Every little child listened very carefully. They knocked melon seeds and ate sweets without blinking their eyes. After all, the head of the village really had a head-to-head relationship with the magical master of the supernatural powers. The injury on his body made him like a hero returning from triumph, and let the children admire him.

"Then? Then what?" Ermao wiped his nose, his eyes full of light.

"It's too late, it's fast! Our Muyu rushed in time and fought with the fairy master for 300 rounds. That was a dim sky, and the sun and the moon were dark! Muyu's two flying swords were astonishing. Lei, who specializes in judging the good and evil in the world, as soon as the sky sword came out, flying sand and rocks, and thunder and lightning, made people hardly open their eyes.

I saw that at the moment, a sword light pierced the sky, and the wind and the sky suddenly broke, and the two flying swords flew towards the fairy master of Dadian Village at a lightning speed, and the fairy master of Dadian Village retreated. I wanted to resist the corner, but Mu Yu didn't give him a chance. The sword light was shining, the sword was surging, everything around him was turned to ashes, the fairy master in that big village was covered in embarrassment, heaving blood and flying, blood stained The dust is red, and the sky is also red..."

"Wow!"

Xiaowazi's eyes widened, and his mouth kept exclaiming, and the village chief's description suddenly attracted him. Mu Yu listened stunnedly beside him. Yesterday, he had only a few breaths with Shayan, but he was described by the village head as a god. He suddenly became a savior's existence. Destroy the ground.

Even Muyu admired the protagonist "Muyu" in the village chief's story a little, and had to say that the village chief was indeed a magical storyteller, and the ability of ignoring children was not to be underestimated.

"Brother Muyu is so amazing!" The egg was sitting next to Muyu and said with admiration, Muyu smiled embarrassingly.

"That village grandpa, why is the fairy master kneeling?" The dog left and asked.

The village chief cleared his throat and continued to blow: "The following will tell you the second volume. The fairy master kneels down to the old village chief! It was said earlier that Mu Yu rushed to the crown and Tianjian punished evil. There was no power to fight back. The fairy master was really abominable. He knew that he could not defeat the wooden feathers like the gods, and he was not willing to admit defeat. He said that sooner or later, he went straight to the village chief and wanted to use the old man. I'm here to threaten Muyu. The village head would rather die, the wound on his face was left at that time..."

Other villagers would stop and listen to the village chief’s story when they passed by, but they were driven away by the village chief. Obviously, this story was only convincing to the children. The head of the village pointed to his wound, and said proudly: "The fairy master in Dadian Village is very fast, and Muyu is faster! Village Immortal Master has already been hit hard, knowing that he is not Muyu's opponent, he can only throw his money to admit defeat."

"Where would our Muyu be willing to let him go? But the village chief is immense, as the so-called general can run horses, the prime minister can support the boat. Although the other party has done something wrong, but the village chief I am not the kind of person who cares about it. I let Muyu let him go, and gave him a chance to be a new person. He said that at the beginning of a person, nature is good, as long as you know the wrong, you can change it, and you are good! Muyu agreed, only if the premise is in Dadian Village The fairy master must kneel to the village chief to admit his mistake!"

"A fairy master admits mistakes to a mortal? This is an unprecedented matter. This is related to the question of the fairy master's face. How can the other party agree? However, the village chief's uprightness finally moved him. He understands that although the village chief I am just a commoner, But he had the mind of a wise man. He walked willingly to the head of the village, bent his legs, and knelt down."

"That kneeling is unique and unprecedented, like a stone falling into the water, stirring up layers of waves, foreshadowing the end of the upper class of evil, that kneeling allows us of the peasant class to raise our heads, the world has its own justice, There is always a good and evil end. As a member of the mortal, the village chief let the fairy master kneel and apologize for the first time, which will surely be recorded in the annals of history and open a new era of human civilization..."

The latter section was naturally **** by the village head. Where did the children know what class and where to know the new era? In fact, except for this group of little boys who are not familiar with the world, who would believe the village head? The village head is naturally because the other party is a child, so it can be a mess.

"The village head is amazing!"

"Can the village head show us your wound?"

"Can the grandfather, the village chief, touch your wound?"

The head of the village raised his chest and said, "You can see it, you can't touch it. This wound is very ordinary. There is still the spirit of the fairy family in it. UU reading www.uukanshu.com Everyone should look like Muyu in the future and strive to be a kind person. Fairy Master, you know?"

"Brother Muyu, did the grandfather of the village chief tell me the truth?"

"Brother Muyu, are you really that powerful?"

The children surrounded Muyu with admiration.

Lying nose will grow.

Mu Yu still remembers the story of Xiao Pi who was told by the village head. He rolled his eyes. The old man was too ridiculous. He was just talking nonsense. Where is it so mysterious. There the village chief squeezed his eyebrows at Muyu, begging Muyu not to say anything, the scars on his face made his teeth grin.

Muyu sighed and said vaguely: "Ah, that, it's not good-isn't it? Ah, yes, these are the two swords." Muyu didn't want to talk nonsense without conscience, and quickly hurried his own The flying sword was pulled out, divided into two, let them chase each other in the air, to escape the topic.

"It's Sky Sword!"

"This is the sword that day, oh my god! It's so handsome!"

"Tianjian! Tianjian! Tianjian!"

A group of children all cheered happily under the shadow sword, jumping and jumping to the ground. They wanted to touch the shadow sword. With these two swords, they naturally believed in the village chief's story. Muyu leaned to the head of the village head and said, "Grandpa head grandpa, you told them the story of the gold hatchet and silver hatchet yesterday, saying that you should be honest!"

The village chief said triumphantly: "Children need role models! This can give them more incentive. I am willing to take all the pain of this story and talk about it all the way into the coffin."

Mu Yu laughed twice. This story clearly shows that the village head himself is the biggest beneficiary. In the future, these little children must be obedient to the village head, and they are convinced.

"But it's not bad." Mu Yu looked at the proud smile on the village head's face, thinking that Liushui Village was also a quiet place.