"Well then, the temple has a gratitude for me, so I can't help but report it."
Lin Muyu put down the weapon she was holding, and said, "These are spiritual weapons. How much should they be based on the market value?"
Ge Yang glanced away from the distance and said, "Instructor Liu, you used to be a supervisor in the Imperial Weapons Department. Would you like to appraise the grade of these weapons?"
Instructor Liu was a big man with a beard. He stepped forward and picked up a sword. He took out a sword with a "knock" and dangled his fingers on the sword. His eyes shone brightly, and he smiled: "Good sword... This is a seventh-order. The profound iron sword of the spiritual product, the market price is about 700-1200 Jin Yin coins, is the treasure that many noble princes flock to."
Lin Muyu turned around and smiled at Lei Hong: "Then sell them to the temple at half price. Each of these swords is priced at 500 gold coins. Grandpa Leihong, what do you think?"
Lei Hong nodded happily: "Well, Deacon Ge Yang, allocate 2500 Jin Yin coins from the temple to Lin Zhi! Remember to put these swords on the top floor of the Weapon Pavilion. Only Silver Star instructors and Venus instructors can use these weapons. ."
Ge Yang clasped his fists: "Yes, the deacon!"
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Lin Muyu left the temple after receiving the money. After buying a new scabbard, he went straight to the Wansheng Armament Shop. With a heart full of joy, he completed the agreement with the old swordsman and recast the Liaoyuan sword into one. Handling a semi-sacred weapon of the fifth-order profound grade, should the old swordsman teach his superior sword skills as promised, right
In the early morning, the Wansheng Weapon Shop had just opened, and when Lin Muyu stepped into the army, he saw the old sword standing on the branch, wearing a white robe, a fairy-style dao bone posture that was ecstatic. Stepping on the branches of the young leaves, his long sword slowly whirled, he was absorbing the spiritual energy in the morning light, and he breathed and breathed in the style of a master-level master.
God knows how sacred this old sword is, but at least Lin Muyu is almost certain that the cultivation base of this old sword will never be under Leihong and Qu Chu. Perhaps looking at the empire, he is also one of the few powerhouses, just living in seclusion here. , No one cares about it.
Lin Muyu did not hurriedly stepped forward to interrupt, but just stood silently on the stone path while holding the Liaoyuan Sword, watching Master Jian's practice.
After nearly an hour, the sun was already high, and the spiritual energy in the morning light was gradually burnt away. The old man finally slowly opened his eyes, glanced approvingly at the kid not far away, and smiled: "Young Hero, have you completed the agreement?"
"Yes."
Lin Muyu leaped forward, holding the Liaoyuan Sword in her hand, knelt down on one knee and presented the sword, and said, "Master, please check it."
"Oh?"
Old Jian couldn't help but smile, stretched out his hand to hold the Liaoyuan sword, and pulled out a piece with a "knock", suddenly felt the flame on the blade surging, there was a faint fire screaming sound, and the arc of the sword body was simple and graceful, quite With the charm of a master's work, his fingers lightly swayed on the blade, with a strong sharp edge, and couldn't help but smile: "Fifth-rank Profound Grade, it really is a good sword, it uses the fire dragon beast soul of 9000 years old, right? ?"
Lin Muyu was stunned: "Master can know this?"
The old sword laughed, "If you don't know this, how can you be your master?"
"Ha, also..."
"Get up, I will accept you as a disciple."
"Thank you, Master!"
Lin Muyu stood up, with endless joy written on her face.
…
Elder Jian looked at the new disciple, and said in a deep voice: "The way of swords is vast. If you want to learn true swordsmanship, you must cultivate a sword heart. People without a sword heart cannot communicate with swords. Spiritual, do you understand?"
Lin Muyu was confused: "I don't quite understand..."
Old Jian smiled slightly: "It's no wonder that your previous swordsmanship is not even a fur. To put it bluntly, the general swordsmanship on the rivers and lakes is to use the Qi to control the sword, and use the Qi to control the flight of the sword. The practice of the door is based on the sword of the heart. To put it simply, it is the spirit of the sword in the blade, and the human sword is one, so even if the blade is removed from the hand, it will change and fly according to your mind."
"Is there any difference between using Qi Yujian and using Xin Yujian?" Lin Muyu asked with an awkward smile.
Old Jian couldn't help but laugh, and asked instead: "When you face a battle, your mind changes quickly, or does your anger change quickly?"
Lin Muyu realized in an instant: "I understand Master, Yixin Yujian is the best in swordsmanship!"
Old Jian stroked his white beard lightly, with a trace of aloofness in his air, and said, "Yes, after you master the sword with the heart, you will find that the sword with the qi is so clumsy and unbearable."
"Well, thank you Master, when do we start?"
"Aren't we already started?"
"Aha, forgive my disciple for being stupid..."
"That's right." Old Jian suddenly interrupted.
"What's the matter, Master?"
Old Jian coughed and said with a smile: "It's okay to follow me to learn swordsmanship, but it's not a waste of learning. Before you can learn it, you need to buy a mysterious sword and two spiritual swords for my Wansheng Weapon Shop. ,is it okay?"
Lin Muyu immediately bowed her hand and said, "It should be!"
"Well, let's get started. In the first step, you must first field the sword heart. The sword is originally just a mortal iron, and it has spirits because of the sword holder. The sword moves with the heart. There is no sword in your hand, and there is a sword in your heart..."
Master Jian said a kendo mental technique and asked Lin Muyu to recite it first, and then teach him a set of infuriating operation methods. After teaching him, he said, "I went to meditate in the inner room and practiced, so you will practice in this yard. , You must understand Jianxin within three days, otherwise you will not be qualified to continue learning to fight the sword with the heart."
Lin Muyu nodded as if understanding or not, and sat on the stone steps in the courtyard, quietly escaping into the comprehension of the kendo mentality.
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Old Jian turned around and flew into the back hall and sat there quietly. The butler beside him was over 60 years old, holding a pot of incense, and laughed in a low voice: "Old Jian, let this child understand Jianxin in three days, is it somewhat Is it too embarrassing for him? You know, even your savvy took five days and five nights to comprehend Jianxin!"
Old Jian smiled faintly: "Everything is good fortune. I've always been used to idle clouds and wild cranes. I don't want to accept disciples. This kid is somewhat savvy. Whether he can learn Jianxin Jue depends on his good fortune. You only need to send him three meals. Yes."
"Yes."
…
Two days have passed since this sitting. In these two days, Lin Muyu only ate three meals, but he didn't feel very hungry.
Old Jian said, "The sword is iron, and it is alive because of the sword bearer." This sentence alone made Lin Muyu ponder for two days and two nights. What does it mean to have a sword in his heart
The Liaoyuan sword stretched on his legs, quietly feeling the sword intent, the cold night in the late autumn was full of cold, and the cold wind blew his face, he closed his eyes and said nothing, but the whole body slowly rose up with blue truths. Qi, turned into a sword-blade shape, and then entered the body again, which made the butler stunned.
Gradually, even though Lin Muyu closed her eyes, she could see a fiery red long sword slowly condensed in the chaotic void of Yihai, which was exactly the virtual image of the Liaoyuan Sword!
"What?" He was stunned, why could the Liaoyuanjian enter his sea of mind? Is this what the old swordsman said that there is a sword in his heart
"Buzzing..."
The Liaoyuan Sword on his legs made a low screaming sound, and Lin Muyu stood up suddenly, and when he held the Liaoyuan Sword again, a feeling of spiritual maintenance suddenly came from the hilt.
"Squeak..."
The door of the back hall opened, and Jianlao stepped out, with a smile of approval on his face: "Lin Muyu, you really didn't let me down, you realized Jianxin in two days and two nights!"
Lin Muyu was taken aback for a moment: "Have I understood Jianxin? Master... How do you know my real name?"
"How can you dare to accept you as a disciple if you don't even know who you are?"
Old Jian smiled and said: "The next practice is psychic, send your consciousness into the sword, and psychic with the sword soul, but be careful, there will be some dangers in this practice process. If you are not careful about your consciousness, It may be swallowed by the sword soul. After all, the sword soul is mostly ferocious spirit beasts, and it is not so easy to truly tame it."
"Well, I know."
…
Old Jian turned and went back to the room. Lin Muyu sat down again with the Liaoyuan Sword in his hands, closed her eyes, and slowly extended her consciousness, penetrating into the Liaoyuan Sword.
In the sword body seemed to be another chaotic world, a piece of nothingness and darkness, Lin Muyu's consciousness transformed into a body form, staring at the surrounding darkness in amazement, and slowly flying.
"Roar… "
Suddenly, a fiery red beast appeared in front of it, flying and circling in the air, opening its blood basin and mouth was a fierce culling attack, and it was the spirit beast in the sword—Fire Jiao!
"what?!"
Lin Muyu hurriedly opened her hand and forced her arms to open the fire floodgate's upper and lower jaws, but the fire floodgate's power was too strong, and she bit down fiercely. With a "pouch", Lin Muyu's right arm was already in pain. Being bitten off, Huo Jiao chewed this delicious meal vigorously and then swallowed it, roaring endlessly, and opening his sharp claws was another culling!
"Puff..."
Lin Muyu's conscious body was burst open in the blink of an eye, and the body turned into starlights slowly dissipating, the fire dragon roared again and again, and opened his mouth to bite off his other arm.
"brute!"
Lin Muyu let out a low roar, an indescribable anger gushing from the bottom of her heart, the next moment, a golden light bloomed in the darkness, a golden real dragon with flames came out from his body, and the long dragon body surrounded him. Around Lin Muyu's body, the dragon's head looked at the fire dragon savagely, suddenly opened his mouth and bit the fire dragon's head, shaking and biting!
"Snapped!"
The huge dragon claws swayed, and firmly buckled the neck of the fire dragon. The dragon's mouth opened, and the flames expanded, and the fire dragon was swallowed by a mouthful of flames.
"Wow..."
Huo Jiao actually wailed and lowered his proud head, as if crying.
He was begging for mercy!
In front of the true dragon, how could a mere fire scorpion go wild.
Lin Muyu couldn't help laughing, her strength slowly dissipating, and the image of the real dragon lingering around her body slowly disappeared, while the fire scorpion was crawling under Lin Muyu's feet, as if she had already been loyal.
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"Huh, it's almost..."
He let out a chuckle, slowly retracted his consciousness, opened his eyes, and looked down, but he sensed a joyous mood in the Liaoyuan Sword. Sure enough, Jianxin can psychic with the sword soul, it really is so magical. what!
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