"Well, the temple has been kind to me and I have to repay it."
Lin Muyu put down the weapons in her arms and said, "These are spiritual weapons.
What is their value in the market?"
Ge Yang glanced at the distance and said: "Instructor Liu, you used to serve as a supervisor in the Imperial Arms Department.
Come and appraise the grade of these weapons."
Instructor Liu was a big man with a beard on his face.
He stepped forward and picked up a sword.
He took it out of the sheath with a "clang" sound.
He waved his fingers on the sword.
His eyes shone brightly and he said with a smile: "Good sword.
This is a seventh-level spirit sword."
The market price of a high-quality black iron sword is between 7,001,200 gold coins, and it is a treasure that many nobles are eager to acquire.”
Lin Muyu turned to Lei Hong and smiled: "Then sell them to the temple at half price.
These swords are priced at 500 gold coins each.
Grandpa Lei Hong, what do you think?"
Lei Hong nodded happily: "Well, Deacon Ge Yang, allocate 2,500 gold coins from the temple to Lin Zhi.
Remember to put these swords on the top floor of the weapons pavilion.
Only Silver Star instructors and Gold Star instructors can use these weapons." " Ge Yang clasped his fists: "Yes, Archdeacon" After receiving the money, Lin Muyu left the temple.
After buying a new scabbard, she went straight to Wansheng Weapons Shop.
With her heart filled with joy, she fulfilled her agreement with Jian Lao and recast the Liaoyuan Sword into a sword.
It is a semi-sacred weapon of fifth level Xuanpin.
Now the sword master should teach him his superior swordsmanship as promised, right?
In the early morning, Wansheng Arms Shop had just opened.
When Lin Muyu walked in, he saw the old swordman standing on a branch from a distance, wearing a white robe, with a lofty and fairy-like attitude, with his feet on the ground.
He was leaning on the young leaves of the branch, with a long sword flying slowly around his body.
He was absorbing the spiritual energy in the morning light, and he was breathing like a master.
God knows who this sword master is, but at least Lin Muyu is almost certain that this sword master's cultivation will never be inferior to that of Lei Hong and Qu Chu.
Perhaps he is one of the few strong men in the empire, but he lives in seclusion here. , no one cares about it.
Lin Muyu did not rush forward to interrupt, but just held the prairie fire sword and stood silently on the stone path, watching the sword master practice and breathe out.
Nearly an hour later, the sun was already high in the sky, and the spiritual energy in the morning light was gradually being burned away.
Jian Lao finally slowly opened his eyes, glanced approvingly at the boy not far away, and said with a smile: "Young hero, you have fulfilled your promise."
"Yes."
Lin Muyu leaped forward, holding the prairie fire sword in his hand, kneeling on one knee and presenting the sword, saying: "Master, please check."
"oh" The sword master couldn't help but smile, stretched out his hand to hold the prairie prairie sword, and pulled out a piece with a "clang" sound.
Suddenly, he felt the flames surging on the blade, and there was a faint scream of the fire dragon, and the arc of the sword was simple and graceful, quite It has the charm of a master's work.
He lightly swung his fingers on the blade of the sword.
The sharp edge was powerful.
He couldn't help but smile and said: "Fifth level Xuanpin, it is really a good sword.
It must be a 9000-year-old fire dragon beast soul." " Lin Muyu was stunned: "Master knows this."
Jian Lao laughed: "If you don't know this, how can you be your master?"
"Ha, that's right" "Get up, I will accept you as my disciple."
"Thank you Master" Lin Muyu stood up, with endless joy on his face.
Jian Lao looked at the new disciple and muttered: "The way of the sword is vast and boundless.
If you want to learn the true art of sword control, you must develop a sword heart.
People without a sword heart cannot master swordsmanship."
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Spiritual one, do you understand?”
Lin Muyu was confused: "I don't quite understand."
The sword master smiled slightly: "It's no wonder, your previous swordsmanship skills are not even superficial.
To put it bluntly, the general swordsmanship in the world is to control the sword with Qi, using Qi to control the flight of the sword, but this The cultivation of the sword is to control the sword with the heart.
To put it simply, it means communicating with the soul of the sword in the sword, and the sword becomes one, so even if the sword leaves your hand, it will change and fly according to your intention
.
"
"Is there any difference between wielding a sword with Qi and wielding a sword with heart?"
Lin Muyu asked with an awkward smile.
Jian Lao couldn't help but laugh, and asked instead: "When facing a confrontation, your mind changes faster, or your anger changes faster?"
Lin Muyu instantly realized: "I understand Master, the best in sword-wielding is to wield the sword with your heart."
The old swordman gently stroked his white beard, with a hint of arrogance in his expression, and said: "That's right, when you master the sword control with your heart, you will find that it is so clumsy to control the sword with your Qi."
"Well, thank you Master, when will we start?"
"Didn't we already start?"
"Aha, forgive my disciple for being stupid."
"That's right."
Jian Lao suddenly interrupted.
"What's wrong, Master?"
Jian Lao coughed and said with a smile: "It's okay to learn sword control from me, but it won't be in vain.
Before you can learn it, you need to buy another Xuanpin sword and two Spiritual grade swords for my Wansheng Weapons Shop. ,May I" Lin Muyu immediately cupped his hands and said: "It should be."
"Well, let's get started.
The first step is to understand the heart of the sword.
The sword is originally just ordinary iron.
It has a spirit because of the person holding the sword.
The sword moves with the heart.
There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart."
The old swordsman told Lin Muyu a lesson on the art of swordsmanship, and asked Lin Muyu to recite it first, and then taught him a set of methods for moving Qi.
After teaching him, he brushed his sleeves and said, "I went to meditate in the inner room to practice, and you can practice in this courtyard." , you must understand the sword heart within three days, otherwise you will not be qualified to continue learning to control the sword with your heart."
Lin Muyu nodded in understanding, turned around and sat on the stone steps in the courtyard, quietly escaping into the comprehension of the art of swordsmanship.
Jian Lao turned around and flew into the back hall, sitting there quietly.
The butler beside him, who was more than 60 years old, held an incense cauldron and laughed in a low voice: "Jian Lao, let this child understand the sword's heart in three days, isn't it a bit strange?
It’s too embarrassing for him.
You know, even with your understanding, it took you five days and five nights to understand the heart of the sword.”
Jian Lao smiled faintly: "Everything is a matter of luck.
I have always been used to leisurely clouds and wild cranes, and I don't want to accept a disciple.
This child does have some understanding.
Whether he can learn the Sword Heart Technique depends on his luck.
You only need to give him three meals."
Yes."
"yes."
Two days passed after this sitting.
In these two days, Lin Muyu only ate three meals, but she did not feel very hungry.
Jian Lao said, "The sword is made of ordinary iron and has a spirit because of the person holding the sword."
This sentence alone made Lin Muyu ponder for two days and two nights.
What does it mean to have a sword in your heart?
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The prairie fire sword was spread out on his legs, and he was quietly comprehending the sword's intention.
The late autumn night was full of chill, and the biting cold wind blew across his face.
He closed his eyes and said nothing, but blue waves of truth slowly rose up around him.
The energy turned into a sword blade, and then penetrated into the body, which made the housekeeper stunned.
Gradually, although Lin Muyu closed her eyes, she could see a fiery red long sword slowly condensing in the chaotic void of the sea of consciousness, which was the virtual image of the prairie fire sword.
"Why?"
He was stunned.
Why could the prairie fire sword enter his mind?
Is this what Mr.
Jian said about having a sword in his heart?
"Buzz buzz" The Liao Yuan Sword on his leg made a low scream.
Lin Muyu stood up suddenly, and when he held the Liao Yuan Sword again, a feeling of spiritual connection suddenly came from the hilt of the sword.
"Squeak"
The door to the back hall opened, and Jian Lao stepped out with an approving smile on his face: "Lin Muyu, you really didn't disappoint me.
You actually understood the sword's heart in two days and two nights."
Lin Muyu was slightly stunned: "Have I understood the heart of the sword?
Master, how do you know my real name?"
"How can I dare to accept you as my disciple if I don't even know who you are?"
Jian Lao smiled and said: "The next training is channeling.
Send your consciousness into the sword and communicate with the sword soul.
But be careful.
There will be some dangers in this training process.
If you are not careful, your consciousness will be destroyed."
They may be swallowed by the sword soul.
After all, sword souls are mostly ferocious spiritual beasts, and it is not that easy to truly tame them.”
"Yeah, I know."
Jian Lao turned around and returned to his room, while Lin Muyu sat down again holding the Liaoyuan Sword, closed his eyes, and his consciousness slowly extended out, and penetrated into the Liaoyuan Sword bit by bit.
The body of the sword seemed like another chaotic world, filled with nothingness and darkness.
Lin Muyu's consciousness turned into a physical form, looking at the darkness around him in amazement, and flying slowly.
"roar" Suddenly, a fiery red evil beast appeared in front, flying and circling in the air.
It opened its bloody mouth and launched a ferocious killing attack.
It was the spiritual beast fire dragon in the sword body.
"ah" Lin Muyu hurriedly opened his hands and used both arms to support the upper and lower jaws of the fire dragon.
However, the power of the fire dragon was too strong and he still bit down fiercely.
With a "poof" sound, Lin Muyu's right arm was in severe pain.
After being bitten off, the fire dragon chewed the delicious meal vigorously and then devoured it.
It roared endlessly and opened its claws to kill again.
"puff" Lin Muyu's conscious body was broken open in the chest in the blink of an eye, and his body turned into streaks of starlight that were slowly dissipating.
The fire dragon roared again and again, and opened his mouth to bite off his other arm.
"brute" Lin Muyu roared, unspeakable anger welling up from the bottom of his heart.
The next moment, a golden light bloomed in the darkness, and a golden dragon with fierce flames came out of his body, with a long dragon body surrounding it.
Around Lin Muyu, the dragon head looked at the fire dragon ferociously.
He suddenly opened his mouth and let out a dragon roar, biting the head of the fire dragon with a snap, shaking and biting it.
"Pa" The huge dragon claws stretched horizontally and firmly grasped the fire dragon's neck.
The dragon's mouth opened and the flames expanded.
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It was about to swallow the fire dragon with a mouthful of flames.
"Ouch" The fire dragon actually wailed loudly, lowered its proud head, and whined like it was crying.
He is actually begging for mercy How could a mere fire dragon continue to be so rampant in front of a real dragon?
Lin Muyu couldn't help but laugh, the power slowly dissipated, the image of the real dragon lingering around him slowly disappeared, and the fire dragon crawled at Lin Muyu's feet, as if he had already pledged his allegiance.
"Hmph, that's pretty much it."
He chuckled, slowly regained consciousness, opened his eyes, looked down, and felt a burst of joy coming from the prairie prairie sword.
Sure enough, the sword heart can communicate with the sword soul.
It turns out that it is really so magical. ah: