Throughout the whole night, there were rumors in Lanyan City that the general Su Qin in Muyucheng was assassinated and nearly survived. Everyone was talking about it, and part of their eyes fell on Xiang Yu, the commander of the military police camp. He is known to be the most murderous. It’s just that Xiang Yu has enough evidence. More than a dozen guards in the military police camp can prove that Xiang Yu did not take half a step out of the Chinese army’s account overnight. His rhetoric, even a piece of soil they kept. Dogs can prove it.
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In the early morning, there was peace in the temple.
After a night of healing, Lin Muyu's internal injuries have been more than half healed. At this time, a deacon in the temple's armor stepped out of the room and entered the dining hall of the temple. Even the cook seemed respectful and asked, "Deacon Lin, Do you want more vegetables or more meat?"
Lin Muyu smiled faintly: "Trouble you, as usual."
"Yes!"
A bowl of vegetable soup, plus two steamed buns, this is Lin Muyu’s breakfast, but he basically ate these when he was a sparring trainer. On Zhang Xing's wooden table, the table was badly eaten by insects, and the legs of the table were crumbling. Sitting on the opposite side was a Bronze Star companion, who was the long-lost Qin Ziling.
"Ziling, long time no see." Lin Muyu greeted with a bright smile.
Qin Ziling was taken aback, and hurriedly stood up, and said respectfully: "Mr. Lin Muyu, Deacon..."
"What are you doing so nervously?"
Lin Muyu took a bite of the bun and looked up at him: "Sit down and eat. It will be the morning trial in a while. If you don't have enough to eat, you have the strength to participate in the training. Eat quickly."
Qin Ziling was startled, and said cautiously: "My lord is now expensive as a deacon... Shouldn't a deacon work with the trainer of Tie Xing... Your lord?"
Lin Muyu glanced at him, shredded the steamed buns and threw them into the vegetable soup, and said, "I'm not happy to hear that, Ziling, we are all staff and colleagues in the temple. There is nothing in my eyes. Regarding the distinction, eat well, I'm still me, but I'm back to the temple after some experience outside."
Qin Ziling nodded gratefully: "Well, eat!"
It seems that in Qin Ziling’s eyes, a temple deacon is willing to dine at the same table with him. This is simply a great honor. In his opinion, the golden leaf temple emblem on Lin Muyu’s collar is so far away and high. Unattainable!
…
After eating, I walked side by side with Qin Ziling on the corridor to the Trial Hall. At this moment, Ge Yang walked over from a distance and said, "Ayu, are you still used to living in the temple again?"
Lin Muyu clasped fists and saluted: "Fortunately, good morning, Deacon Ge Yang."
"Ha, good."
Ge Yang glanced at Qin Ziling and said, "Master Qin, Deacon Lin and I have something to say. Go to the trial hall first!"
Qin Ziling held a fist and respectfully said, "Yes, Deacon Ge Yang."
After Qin Ziling left, Ge Yang took a deep look at Lin Muyu, and said: "There is a rumor in the streets and alleys. Last night, a tyrannical assassin went to the Imperial Post to assassinate General Su Qin, but because of another cultivation base. Good people obstructed but failed, Ayu, some people say that they saw someone holding a golden gourd fighting in the night sky. This matter... has something to do with you, right?"
Lin Muyu touched her nose and smiled, and said, "Deacon Ge Yang said yes, but there is yes over there. By the way, how is Su Qin's situation?"
Ge Yang groaned: "It is said that it was seriously injured, but the situation is unknown... Mu Yun was furious, and he led the group to leave Lanyan City early this morning and returned to Muyu City. It is said that... The Forbidden Army led Feng Jixing and led 5000 fine riders. Accompanying protection!"
"That's it..."
"Ayu, tell me honestly, who was the one who assassinated Su Qin last night? Was it the commander of Xiang Yu?"
Lin Muyu smiled faintly: "Since Deacon Ge Yang guessed it, why bother to ask me."
"I just hope you can confirm it."
"What if I confirm it? As long as Xiang Yu denies me, it's a one-sided word, so I'd rather not say anything, what do you think of Grandpa Ge Yang?"
Ge Yang smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Ayu is indeed a clever and wicked person. Let's go. Today is your first day as a deacon, and also your first day to teach instructors."
"Ah, do you still have to teach?"
"Yes, you are the second heavenly realm of heaven, a strong heavenly king, don't you feel that you are already at the highest point of the temple? If you don't teach, do you still let people from those places teach? "
"Oh well… "
Lin Muyu was full of helplessness, and there was nothing to teach him to teach. The magic sound fist and the Qingyan armor are the unique skills of Qu Chu. They must not be used to teach. The swordsmanship is too advanced. These instructors may not be able to write well. Swordsmanship was finally learned from Sword Master. Lin Muyu didn't want to teach the instructors all his money. As for the Seven Lights profound strength, not to mention, they couldn't be taught, and most of the qualifications of these instructors couldn't be learned.
Then teach them basic swordsmanship!
Lin Muyu couldn't help laughing secretly, still remembering an ancient game called "Legend", where the general skills of warriors are basic swordsmanship. , Rehearsal in actual combat, I believe it will be of great benefit to these instructors.
When Lin Muyu came to the trial hall, Qin Yan, Li Mingkai, Zheng Shanhe and other Venus, Silver, Bronze, and Tiexing instructors were already waiting there with excitement.
Ge Yang holding the scroll in his hand, smiled and said, "This morning, Deacon Lin Muyu will teach you all. Come here, Ayu will say hello to everyone and talk about what he taught you this morning."
Lin Muyu walked to the center of the Trial Hall, held fists and saluted everyone, and said in a calm voice: "To be honest, everyone can enter the temple and serve as a trainer. I’ve taught you some basic swordsmanship, I hope you don’t mind."
Qin Yan smiled and said, "Brother, you are the champion of the Sword Fighting Tournament, and you have long been the only one in the world in terms of swordsmanship, so why be so humble!"
Lin Muyu couldn't help but the old face blushed. Qin Yan's words really made him unbearable, especially after Daojiang and the mysterious assassin's battle, Lin Muyu had no confidence in his swordsmanship, and the mysterious assassin broke with a single sword. With his own Yufeng swordsmanship, he was defeated within three moves, and the gap was too big.
He arched his hand, not much to say, the Dragon Spirit Sword that was behind him went without wind, and it was unsheathed with a "dang", and fell into Lin Muyu's hand after a whirl in the air. The unremarkable sword smashed down quickly.
"Om!"
The turbulence of the cut air seemed to be visible to the naked eye. Although this sword was plain and unremarkable, it was awe-inspiring, giving everyone a sense of difficulty. Although the sword moves were simple, the sword intent was not simple.
Venus instructor Zheng Shanhe was startled slightly, and said, "Although Deacon Lin's sword is simple and honest, it is powerful and powerful, and it's not simple!"
Lin Muyu smiled slightly, stepping on the Fengzi Jue of the Imperial Wind Swordsmanship, stabs forward lightly, stepping more than a dozen steps, but the sword light constantly reflects the terrifying light around. It is conceivable that if it were among thousands of soldiers. Rush, at least a dozen people will die under Lin Muyu's sword in these dozen steps.
"Broken formation."
Lin Muyu said indifferently: "Created only for murder, the routine is simple, but it is very practical when dealing with ordinary soldiers."
A group of instructors nodded faintly. In fact, many people didn’t see Lin Muyu’s steps and the detailed angle of the wrist rotation at all. It was too fast. At least 20 swords were cut in five seconds. At this speed, ordinary people. It can't be achieved at all.
After a set of swordsmanship dances, Lin Muyu suddenly raised his hand, and the long sword returned to its sheath on its own, with a wave of vindictiveness engulfing around him, blowing and gently swaying the cloak of the temple, the breath of the strong was undoubtedly revealed.
"good!"
Qin Yan clapped his hands and applauded, and many stunned instructors also cheered.
The next step is the specific pointing process. Lin Muyu has become the swordsman instructor in the temple. The six arts of Da Qin empire's martial arts "sword, lance, sword and axe shoot", the sword ranks first, which shows the importance of Lin Muyu, the status of the swordsman instructor. Naturally, it was extraordinary, and I personally taught the instructors to learn all morning.
In the afternoon, he watched the training of the instructors and companion trainers, and he was meditating with the dragon spirit sword in a corner of the trial hall.
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The fight against the mysterious assassin came to mind that day. The most important reason why I was defeated was that I didn’t understand the opponent’s swordsmanship. Moreover, the mysterious assassin’s blade seemed to have strong suction power. The suction force made him lose quickly, but he is puzzled. Where did this suction force come from
"Om..."
Flip the palm of his hand gently, and the Dragon Spirit Sword slowly flipped in the air and spun rapidly, which was the effect of the spiral force.
Lin Muyu's heart suddenly brightened, yes, Xuanjin can make the Dragon Spirit Sword flip, but if the Xuanjin no longer exhibits the spiral force, can you also use Xuanjin to "suck" the opponent's weapon
Easy to say, but difficult to do.
Throughout the afternoon, Lin Muyu tried to use the collision of vindictive energy to form the whirl force again and again, but it seemed that it was not ideal. Until after dinner, when he tried to condense the three whirl force spiral breakthroughs, suddenly the tip of the blade was produced. An extremely strong suction force actually caused a screaming sound in the air.
Full of excitement, I can't wait to find the test object-Qin Ziling.
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A dumbfounded Qin Ziling holding an iron sword, looked at Lin Muyu in surprise, and said, "Deacon Lin...How could my only Bronze Star companion trainer be your opponent?"
Lin Muyu chuckled: "It's okay, we won't work hard, you can attack Ziling with a long sword."
"Ok!"
Qin Ziling gave a low drink, the dog's tail grass martial arts spirit came out and lingered on the blade, the iron sword came with a "shoo", after all, it was the cultivation level of the third heaven of the human realm, and it was remarkable. of.
But in Lin Muyu's eyes, this sword was too slow and too slow, like slow motion. This is about the disparity in the realm of cultivation, right
The Dragon Spirit Sword groaned softly, and Lin Muyu flipped his wrist slightly, and immediately three invisible spiral energy appeared around the Dragon Spirit Sword. The long sword twisted rapidly, strangling Qin Ziling's iron sword like a dragon, spiraling energy. With a loud whistling, when Lin Muyu suddenly returned the sword, the sword in Qin Ziling's hand instantly dropped and flew, piercing into the wall behind him with a "dang" sound.
"This… "
Qin Ziling was dumbfounded: "What kind of magic is this?"
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