Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

"Mr. Qingteng!"

"Xu Wei!"

In front of the store, there was an exclamation.

At this time, standing on the edge of the avenue, his body was indifferent, his green robes were long sleeves, his hair was tucked, his short beard was neat, and he was a handsome middle-aged scribe, who was not the most elegant Qingteng in Confucianism and Taoism, Xu Wei?

Qingteng Xu said, the youngest Grand Great Master of Confucianism and Taoism, who is most likely to become the pinnacle of Confucianism and Taoism, but fell into the path of confusion at the peak of his prosperity.

In the past hundred years, who in the imperial city has not regretted it?

The last time this person appeared in front of people was a hundred years ago.

At that time, Qingteng Xu Wei was already covered in ink, his hair was disheveled, and he didn't have the grandeur of a Grand Great Master.

But at this time, Xu Wei, who was standing in front of the store, was unable to look directly at him just standing there.

That class of Confucianism and Daoist masters of refinement and elegance really comes out through the body.

"Qingteng, I haven't seen each other for more than a hundred years..." Qin Suyang, a semi-sage of Confucianism and Taoism, sighed softly as he looked at Xu Wei who was just as handsome as he was in the past.

"Mr. Su Yang, it's been a long wait." Xu said cupped hands and said softly.

This long wait, I don't know if it is in this store, or is it a waste of time for a hundred years?

Xu Wei stepped forward, and the generals on both sides cupped hands solemnly.

Qingteng Xu said, not only has a refined literary name, but also led a million troops to destroy a world in the identity of Confucianism and Taoism, strategizing strategies, and winning a decisive victory thousands of miles away!

Although he has not been in the army for a long time, there are legends about him in the army!

"Mr. Xu, long time no see..." Xiao Lingshan raised his hand and said softly.

Xu Wei said with a long smile: "General Xiao, the style remains the same."

His eyes turned to Han Muye and Mu Wan, and the smile on his face was even better.

"Are you the shopkeeper?"

Looking at Han Muye, Xu Wei asked.

Han Muye nodded.

"Are you the lady boss?" Xu Wei turned to Mu Wan.

Mu Wan blushed and nodded lightly.

Xu Wei said very solemnly, "Whoever speaks between the two of you will be the one to speak?"

Han Muye looked at Mu Wan, who just happened to turn to look at him.

"What I say when I'm out, she's what I say at home." Han Muye said loudly.

Xu Wei laughed.

"This is Mr. Qingteng?" Changyun Daoist, who was not far away, turned to look at Bao Mingcheng and asked in a low voice.

Although it looks outstanding, it seems that there are not many elegant words in the conversation?

At this time, Bao Mingcheng had calmed down and nodded lightly.

"This is Mr. Qingteng."

His gaze shifted from Xu Wei to Han Muye, and then looked around.

"Mr. is easy-going and respects natural interest."

Chang Yun Daoist twitched the corner of his mouth, then nodded.

What is advocating natural interest?

He didn't understand, but he had to pretend to understand.

Otherwise, people will think that he reads less.

"Look, there are semi-sages, Grand Great Masters, and generals in charge of the army here today, but only Mr. Qingteng and the shop owner are at home."

"Saint is also a human being, and he should also have emotions and desires."

"In those days, Mr. Qingteng fell into confusion because of love..."

Bao Mingcheng whispered softly, not knowing whether he was speaking to Changyun Daoist or to himself.

Not far away, several carriages came slowly.

Xu Wei turned his head and said with a smile: "You have a good network, all of you can come."

Saying that, he took a step back and stood beside Xiao Lingshan.

Xiao Lingshan smiled and nodded, then turned his eyes to the front.

Over there, the carriage and horses stopped, and the old man who got off the carriage first was wearing a Confucian robe with a long wooden box under his arm.

"Yan Zhenqing, deputy head of the hospital!" Xiao Lingshan whispered.

Qin Suyang, who was standing at the door behind Han Muye, had a slight expression on his face, which happened to meet Yan Zhenqing who was looking up.

Yan Zhen grinned lightly.

Han Muye chuckled and nodded.

Old Yan.

The old Yan, who was not too serious in Lu Yuzhou's courtyard, turned out to be a semi-sage of Confucianism and Taoism, and the deputy head of the Imperial City Academy.

Behind him was Lu Yuzhou, who was wearing a white robe and looked quite solemn.

In the back, Zhang Xu and several old men, all in green robes, came slowly.

The two vice presidents of the Imperial City Academy, and several Confucian and Taoist Grand Great Master teachers are here!

Living in the imperial city, I don't even know the people in the imperial city academy, but I also know their name!

The semi-holy words are really light, a monument of diligence, every word of life, and the ability to control a world is the foundation of its sanctification.

The semi-sage Lu Yuzhou entered the Profound Sky with one realm, and achieved the twenty prefectures and counties of the Profound Sky.

Grand Great Master Zhang Xu, it is said that the wild grass is alienated, and has reached the realm of writing flowers.

...

At the entrance of Danyuan Pavilion, Zuo Yulong shuddered and clenched his fists excitedly.

The only calm present was probably Shao Datian.

When he came to this group of old men, he felt that he could knock down most of them with one punch.

Among the several young people who received the carriages and horses, someone whispered and identified the identities of these imperial academies.

Bao Zhenyu on the side grinned and said, "Fortunately, I didn't go to the academy to study, or else I would have to kowtow to death in this scene?"

Turning his head, he saw his uncle staring at him not far away.

Obviously, the disrespectful expression on his own now made the uncle annoyed.

"Ivy."

"Xiao Xu..."

"Old Xu, you are not dead yet."

Standing there, Xu Wei grabbed Xiao Lingshan and Han Muye's limelight.

No way, his appearance is more shocking to the Confucian and Taoist people in the Imperial City Academy than the opening of a small shop.

Lu Yuzhou's eyes swirled around Han Muye and Xu Wei, grinning, not knowing what to say, but in the end he didn't say it, just handed a wooden box over.

Others followed suit.

Han Muye was also polite and reached out to take it.

Mu Wan also followed to receive the gift.

At the beginning, they had already figured it out, scooping up the wool of these Confucian and Taoist people.

The two smiled at each other.

At the entrance of the Danyuan Pavilion at this time, except for a few Confucian and Taoist semi-sages and the Grand Great Master who whispered a few words, and then laughed a few times as if no one else was there, no one else dared to let out the air.

Even the onlookers quietly retreated.

As for the officials and the two team leaders, the Medicine Pill deacon, they were already about ten miles away, right?

If you don't retreat ten miles away, how can you calm down the fear in your heart?

Seeing that no one came, Han Muye and Mu Wan stepped forward and took off the red silk on the plaque at the door.

"Old Huang's inscription?"

"Dear me, Lao Huang is being controlled by the head of the family. I haven't seen him write for more than a hundred years, right?"

"He grinds his big yellow court every day now, and it is estimated that he may fall into the same confusion as Xiao Xu."

"Don't say it, Lao Huang's words have really sublimated again."

Han Muye knew that these Confucian and Taoist people were together, and they all looked like this. He stepped forward and smiled and invited them into the store to have a look.

"Why, do you still want to sell some Medicine Pill to us?" Yan Zhen smiled lightly and walked into the store with Qin Suyang.

"Don't say anything about the deputy head of Yan, look at these medicine pills." Qin Suyang directly led Yan Zhenqing to the front of the wooden frame, and stretched his finger to the top jade bottles.

"Blood Jade Immortal Spirit Pill?" Yan Zhen was stunned for a moment, then whispered, "Can you meet this pill too?"

Fourth rank Dan, or what the big cultivator needs, just put it in the store?

Such treasures, even in several major markets, should only have one or two in thirty or fifty years?

"Honey, I'll see if I can take this handwriting later." Yan Zhen muttered softly and turned to see another jade bottle.

"hiss--"

"Third rank Dan!"

With this exclamation, all the Confucian and Taoist people around who were attracted by the paintings and calligraphy on the wall turned around.

"Shen Shen Pill? Is there a Medicine Pill?" Yan Zhen looked at Qin Suyang lightly, and then at Tao Zhu beside him.

Alchemy, these two are the ones who can speak.

"In the world, Alchemy, who said it has to be there in the past?" Tao Zhu's eyes fell on the jade bottle, and he chuckled, "Is it possible to have it here?"

Qin Suyang nodded and said, "I studied with Tao Zhu Grand Great Master just now. This Medicine Pill is at least the third rank."

At least.

There may be more than that.

Lu Yuzhou turned to look at Han Muye: "Brother, did you make this Medicine Pill?"

Hearing his words, Han Muye shook his head and looked at Mu Wan beside him.

Mu Wan's face blushed.

She didn't speak.

I can't say that it was made by my senior brother and his dual cultivation, right?

Qin Suyang and Tao Zhu looked at each other in surprise.

They know that Han Muye Alchemy Cultivation Base is profound.

But is this person also in the realm of the Alchemy Grand Great Master?

In addition to the third rank and fourth rank pills that can interest these big men, there are also many medicine pills of the seventh or eighth rank.

Some of those generals bought a fifth rank pill and prepared to take it back.

Zuo Yulong and Zuo Yuting were busy packing Medicine Pill, and received Spirit Stones according to Han Muye's 20% discount.

Even Chang Yun Daoist also shot and received several sixth rank Dan.

"Storekeeper Mu, I don't know how to sell this Blood Jade Immortal Pill?" Tao Zhu looked at Mu Wan and asked.

He was in charge of the Imperial City's Pill Square, and knew exactly how many high-quality pills were circulating on the market.

Hearing Tao Zhu's question, Mu Wan turned her head to look at Han Muye.

"Haha, didn't my little friend say it earlier, he has the final say in business matters."

Xu Wei laughed and pointed at Tao Zhu: "Don't be rhetorical, there are Medicine Pills on the market that you don't know the price of?"

After finishing speaking, Xu Wei turned to look at Han Muye: "This guy is the most recognizable of money but not people. Don't hesitate to ask for a price, and slaughter it hard."

Tao Zhu stood there smiling, but did not refute.

Han Muye shook his head and said, "Senior can sit in the courtyard for a while, and we'll discuss it in detail later." This one is worth tens of millions of Spirit Stones, er precious Medicine Pill, and it is true that it is not something that can be bought and sold right away.

Tao Zhu nodded with a smile, looked around, and followed Zuo Yuting to the small courtyard.

Zheng Cheng, the general of the Imperial City Guards wearing a blood-colored armor, said in a low voice, "I am also somewhat interested in this Medicine Pill."

Saying that, he followed with big strides, and also went to the small courtyard.

Although the others also intentionally moved, they did not move.

"I don't know this magic pill..." Yan Zhen didn't finish his words, but saw Tao Zhu and Zheng Cheng walking out of the small courtyard with panicked faces.

"That, Mr. Mu, let's talk next time." Tao Zhu cupped his hands towards Han Muye, turned his head and gave Qin Suyang a wink, then turned and left.

What's the meaning?

"General Xiao, we have military affairs at our disposal. Let's go first." Zheng Cheng also grabbed the arms of several generals and pulled them out the door.

what's the situation?

Xiao Lingshan frowned, turned around and strode into the small courtyard.

It's just that he moves in faster and retreats faster.

Xiao Lingshan, with a pale face, looked at Han Muye, then shook his head and whispered, "We'll talk about it next time."

Yan Zhenqing and Lu Yuzhou looked at each other, and a faint golden aura shook their bodies, and then a strange look appeared on their faces.

"Forget it, the dean is here, let's go."

Lu Yuzhou stretched out his hand and patted Han Muye's arm, lowering his voice: "Shang Wen is in the yard."

When Changyun Daoist settled the Spirit Stones at the counter, put the Medicine Pill into the storage ring, and turned around, the crowded shop was already empty.

Even Mr. Qingteng and Xiao Lingshan are no longer there.

what's going on?

Just as he was about to speak out, Bao Mingcheng grabbed his sleeve and strode out the door.

At the door, Bao Zhenyu's group was also confused, why did these big men suddenly run away?

At this time, seeing Bao Mingcheng pulling Changyun Daoist's sleeve, he thought he was going to take him, so they all surrounded him.

The two Daoists who came with Changyun Daoist saw their Daoist being pulled, they thought they had committed a crime, and their faces turned pale.

"Hurry up and go."

Bao Mingcheng dragged Changyun Daoist to the door of the Nanhuang snack bar next to him, sat down at the table, and shouted, "Brother Daotian, bring me two drawers of buns."

Eating buns?

Changyun Daoist sat opposite Bao Mingcheng, his face full of doubts.

Bao Zhenyu and others stood around blankly.

Bao Mingcheng waited for the buns to arrive, picked up two of them and shoved them into his mouth, and after he choked down, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing everyone surrounding him, Bao Mingcheng shook his head, glanced at the plaque of Danyuan Pavilion, and picked up another bun.

"Wen Xiang is in the store."

After saying this, he stuffed the bun into his mouth again.

Changyun Daoist shivered all over, stretched out his hand and took a steamed bun and opened his mouth to bite, not even realizing that the splashed oil was all over the front of his clothes.

"Boss, give it to me, give me all the buns." Bao Zhenyu shivered with his hands and feet, and turned to look at his brothers, all with the same expressions.

I want to eat buns.

especially think.

In the Danyuan Pavilion, Zuo Yuting and Zuo Yulong walked out of the door blankly.

"Little Sister, have you met Wen Xiang?"

Zuo Yulong looked at Zuo Yuting opposite.

Zuo Yuting nodded and shook his head again.

"I don't know, I just saw a white-robed scholar and a woman in a long pastel dress playing chess in a small courtyard."

Her eyes were a little blurry.

"That lady is so pretty..."

Zuo Yulong didn't know what to say for a while.

The text is quite face, only know that the lady is beautiful?

That's probably beautiful.

In the store, Mu Wan was a little nervous.

Fortunately, Han Muye reached out and held her hand, held her, and walked into the small courtyard.

In the small courtyard, two figures sat opposite each other.

There is a chessboard on the stone table.

Bai Wuhen, who was wearing a pastel dress, held a black chess piece in his hand and gently landed on the chessboard.

The scholar who turned his back to Han Muye and Mu Wan raised his hand, and a white letter fell.

"Qingyu, your chess skills have really improved."

Clear voice.

"Wen Mosheng, your mind is useless here."

Bai Wuhen threw the pieces back in his hand, then stood up and looked at Han Muye and Mu Wan.

"You come to the imperial city, and don't come to play with me." Her eyes fell on Mu Wan, and she chuckled: "Senior Brother Han, is this your dao companion, Fairy Mu Wan?"

Han Muye nodded, still holding Mu Wan's hand.

Bai Wuhen took out a hairpin, pushed it gently, and landed it in front of Mu Wan.

"I have nothing to give, and this hairpin is not worth anything."

After she finished speaking, she looked down and said lightly, "Senior Brother Han is still a real man. Since he wants to form a dao companion, he will admit it generously."

The white-robed scholar who was sitting upright did not answer.

"Senior Brother Han, Mu Wan, come to my place to play when you have time." Bai Wuhen laughed, his body moved, and he left.

It was not until Bai Wuhen left that the scholar sitting in front of the stone table got up and turned around slowly.

Around forty, his eyebrows are straight and his eyes are full of light.

If outsiders see it, they must be regarded as a practitioner of Confucianism and Taoism who has practiced well.

But Han Muye can recognize at a glance, this is Wen Xiang, Wen Mosheng.

Or rather, his incarnation.

"You're very good." Wen Mosheng turned his hands behind his back and looked at Han Muye.

"Junior sister, go outside and have a look." Han Muye released his hand and patted Mu Wan's arm lightly.

Mu Wan gave him a worried look, then nodded and walked out of the courtyard.

Just as Mu Wan walked out of the small courtyard, the entire small courtyard was surging with aura, enveloped by the power of endless space.

The world in front of Han Muye turned into emptiness, wearing a blue-grey robe, and the simple and elegant voice of writing and ink stood thousands of feet away.

"Let me see, you have a bit of Yuan Tian's kendo inheritance."

The voice fell, and behind Wen Mosheng, three hundred and sixty black and white chess pieces flickered into stars.

In his hand, he held a black chess piece, which kept flipping.

On Han Muye, Sword intent, who had been silent for a long time, rose into the sky.

Thirteen sword pellets flew out, and the illusory Universe sword formation emerged.

"I won't be disappointed in teaching Wen Xiang."

In Han Muye's voice, the coldness of Sword intent was revealed.

"boom--"

A Star fell directly.

Universe swordsmanship, point star.

On the other side, a Sword Ray quietly appeared behind Wen Mosheng.

Swordsmanship, hidden.

"After practicing for 100,000 years, I have forgotten what it feels like to be approached with a sword..."

Wen Mosheng whispered softly, flipping the black chess piece in his hand.

"boom--"

The sky is full of stars, suppressing the world.

All Sword Rays were pressed in place, unable to move at all.

Not only was Han Muye not afraid, but he laughed out loud.

"Wen Wen's blind date today, isn't he just wanting to see my swordsmanship breaking through?"

"Then ask Wen Xiang to see how my sword goes!"

The voice fell, and Sword Ray rose.

With a three-foot long sword in hand, Han Muye flew up, Sword Ray stabbed Wen Mosheng's chest.

"Sword in hand."

At this moment, on top of Han Muye's head, an illusory long sword appeared and slashed in the air.

"The sword is in the heart."

I don't know when, Han Muye's figure was already standing by Wen Mosheng's side, and the dagger in his hand, Ziyan, was gently lifted.

"Sword, murder weapon!"

"boom--"

The starlight in the sky dissipated, and in the small courtyard, the clouds were light and the wind was light.

Han Muye stood on the spot, opposite, there was a scratch on the left side of Wen Mosheng's white robe's big sleeve.

"Do you think Tianxuan should be broken or established?"

Wen Mosheng stared into Han Muye's eyes and spoke in a low voice.

Hearing his words, Han Muye shook his head and said lightly, "That's something you think about."

"I only want to kill people with a sword, and study to cultivate myself."

Wen Mo Sheng nodded and said softly, "I understand."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand to the stone table behind him.

"The Universe Sword Array has been destroyed, and even Yuan Tian can't make up three hundred and sixty sword pills."

"My Universe chessboard is here for you."

After speaking, he moved and turned into nothingness.

Universe board?

Han Muye stepped forward, looked at the black and white chess pieces, and the criss-crossed chessboard, and stretched out his hand.

His palm, pressed on the chessboard.

"Om-"

Spiritual Qi vibrated, Sword Qi surged, and Haoran Qi was ups and downs, wrapping him and the chessboard.

A picture appeared in his mind.

"The world is a chess game, come, let's play the next game."

In his mind, the old man in green robe and white beard sat cross-legged.

The master of Wen Mosheng and Yuan Tianjianzun!

Han Muye looked at the black pawn in his hand.

"Snapped--"

He reached out and pressed the chess piece on the chessboard Tianyuan.