"Haha, then I'm going to see and see." Mu Chengyang laughed.
"The Patriarch and the Eldest Young Master have told you not to provoke Mu Hanyan." The horse-faced guard hesitated for a moment before persuading him.
"Who said I was going to provoke him, I just went to see the joke." Mu Chengyang glared at the guard and said.
A few days ago, Mu Hanyan slapped loudly in front of everyone in the hall, and Mu Chengyang was completely humiliated.
I thought that Mu Hanyan was seriously injured with one palm, even if he was fined for half a year, it would be a way to save face, but he didn't know that as soon as his grandfather spoke, Mu Hanyan would jump around like a tiger.
At this moment, even a fool could guess that Mu Hanyan's injury was faked. He Mu Chengyang was slapped for nothing, and even lost half a year's credit, not to mention face, he lost all of his face.
Originally, he was counting on his elder brother to help him out, but he knew that Mu Chengxuan would just say don't provoke him and it would be over.
How could Mu Chengyang be convinced? Although he didn't dare to disobey Mu Chengxuan's words, it's good to read the jokes and sneer at him.
"Don't worry, I won't let him fight." Seeing that the horse-faced guard was still a little hesitant, Mu Chengyang added.
"Then, well, the young master must not fight with him again. I heard that Mo Yanhong from the Mo family met Mu Hanyan a few days ago, so he couldn't help but did it, and paid a good shop to go out." .” The horse-faced guard thought for a while, and then reminded Mu Chengyang.
"I know, I know." Mu Chengyang said impatiently. I was a little depressed: This Mu Hanyan, is it made of porcelain or jade? You can't touch it. Whoever meets him will be unlucky.
This time, Mu Chengyang made up his mind, just read the jokes and never do anything.
Soon, the two walked out quickly.
Mu Chengyang never thought about it, are Mu Dawan's jokes so good-looking? It is not certain who will become a joke in the end.
…
At this time, in Mu Hanyan's small courtyard, the clanging sound that had been ringing for several days finally stopped.
As someone else described, the nine swords are not like swords, knives, axes, axes, sickles and sickles. The odd-shaped weapons are placed in front of Mu Hanyan. Although Mu Hanyan is careful enough, there are still three long swords because Due to its poor texture, it was broken into pieces, and finally nine of them were refined.
However, Mu Hanyan was very satisfied with the result. After repeated smelting and tempering, coupled with the condensing of Tianxin Gongfa, the nine long swords (Mu Hanyan doesn't know whether they should be called swords, but she doesn't know what they should be called, so let's call them swords for the time being. Sword Bar) is extremely pure in quality, perhaps slightly inferior to the Hanxiao Sword, but slightly stronger than the sabers of Huayue and the others.
The only thing that made her dissatisfied was that Jiang Yuzhe had been forging for a few days, but his skills had not improved at all. These long swords looked so ugly that even she couldn't bear to look at them.
"Finally finished." Mu Hanyan said with a long sigh of relief as the last long sword came out of the oven.
"My lord, the quality of these swords is indeed good, but they are really useless like this." Huayue looked at the long swords and shook her head.
Swordsmen use swords instead of knives. There is a reason for this. There are many sword skills and martial arts, and only swords can exert their greatest power. These swords are not like swords or knives. Although the quality is good, But it is difficult to use. When it comes to use, it is not as good as the long swords around their waists.
"Who said it's useless?" Mu Hanyan smiled slightly, picked up a long sword, and struck out.
"This is..." Huayue and the others were slightly taken aback, looking at Mu Hanyan suspiciously.
Ye Lanyan saw what she was doing, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Mu Hanyan used Shenwu Lianjue, and his spiritual thoughts penetrated into the long sword, and an invisible force was also injected into the long sword, quietly condensing.
Mu Hanyan was pleasantly surprised to find that she had been running the Tianxin Kungfu to temper the long sword these days. Although her cultivation had not improved much, her divine sense had become more solid. The Shenwu Soul Refining Art was activated, and the divine thoughts were like thin silk threads, tightly wrapping the energy in them.
Mu Hanyan's heart moved, and the silk thread began to slowly rotate and tighten, and the energy continued to shrink, becoming more solid.
"Bang..." There was a muffled sound on the long sword, and a crack spread like a spider web, and then burst open.
Mu Hanyan was slightly taken aback. It seems that it is not so easy to seal his cultivation base.
However, Mu Hanyan was not discouraged. It was just the first time, and failure was inevitable. If you try a few more times, you will always succeed.
Mu Hanyan threw away the hilt of the sword in his hand, and picked up another long sword.
"Bang... bang... bang" There was a muffled sound in the courtyard from time to time, and one long sword after another was shattered into pieces in Mu Hanyan's hands.
Although these long swords look a bit ugly, they are still the painstaking efforts of several days. Jiang Yuzhe and others felt a little distressed when they saw one after another turned into scrap iron in Mu Hanyan's hands, but seeing Mu Hanyan Han Yan's expression was dignified, but she didn't want to ask too many questions, so she stood obediently by the side.
"Successful, finally successful!" Mu Hanyan made the last move and let out a gratified laugh.
After destroying seven long swords, Mu Hanyan finally sealed his cultivation.
"What succeeded?" Huayue and the others looked at the long sword in Mu Hanyan's hand inexplicably, and didn't notice anything strange at all.
In addition to being ugly, it is still ugly.
"Don't interrupt." Mu Hanyan concentrated on recalling the hand fight just now, picked up the last long sword, and continued to make a series of hand fights.
This time, Huayue and the others raised their spirits and watched Mu Hanyan's sword intently. When the last sword was played, they finally discovered that an almost transparent seal pattern had penetrated into the body of the sword.
"Could it be, could it be..." Several people were shocked.
If they guessed correctly, Mu Hanyan should have been inspired by Ye Lanyan and tried to seal his cultivation in the sword.
However, Ye Lanyan was able to do it because he had the cultivation base of a sword master, and the legendary sword—Broken Sword. The sword is just remelted and forged, how could it be successful
But looking at the joy on Mu Hanyan's face, it seems that she really succeeded. How did she do it
"Young master is worthy of being a gifted genius. With just a few broken swords, you can actually seal your cultivation in it. This fantastic idea, this method is incomparable. It's like seeing no one in the past, and no one in the future. Du..." Zirong was the first to come back to her senses, and her head was shaking, and Mu Heng flew away.
"Nicky, sycophant." Han Yuner muttered in a low voice, looking at Zirong full of contempt.