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 dowry 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 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, "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. There are many places where they need to use spirit stones, so don't take this spirit stone."

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 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, 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 look for them, but was in vain.

However, some disciples who knew Jiang Han and the others told Han Muye that Jiang Han and the others had gone for a drink.

There are thousands of outer disciples living in one place, and there are handymen around. There are always thousands of people in Lingling, which is 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.

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 big stone pier, was sweating profusely, grinning there.

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

Han Muye in white robe made everyone around Lu Gao envious.

I had heard that Lu Gao had a brother in the door, 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.

It really 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 originally moved 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 grabbed the Shi Dunzi that Han Muye was holding in his arms.

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 disciples outside the table saw Han Muye's white robe, so 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 or five days.

Wine and food were placed on the table, and everyone was toasting 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 outside disciples, and their cultivation bases have not even reached the Qi Condensation.

Are these people worthy of talking about the powerhouse?

"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 Jiuxuan Jianmen."

"If 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 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 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 have some incense with the first person of the outer sect.

"Thank you Brother Han!"

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

This is a pleasant surprise.

Who dares to say that there is no damage to a family of sects?

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 happy, the outer 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 and said with a smile, "So it's Qing'er."

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

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." With a smile on her face, Qiao Qinger raised her glass 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 Jianjian people can't practice swordsmanship. After ten years without dying, they have a nominal 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 respect for the inner sect brothers into contempt for the sword watcher, in order to cover up their gaffe emotions.

If he really wears a white shirt, he is a senior brother from the inner door?

Jiang Han and the others' faces 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 others 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 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 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 lightly, "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 at the table with swords 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 front of 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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