"This sword is made of thousand-year-old dark iron and 8,000-year-old spiritual stone souls.
Because it has ice properties and its shape is very unique, I named it the Pear Blossom Sword."
Lin Muyu said with a smile: "I also recast Zhao Jin's pear flower spear.
The shape is very similar to this sword, so the sword and the spear should be matching."
Chu Yao's face turned red and she said happily: "Ayu, this pear flower sword really matches the pear flower gun."
"Of course, what do you think?
If I didn't have the prairie fire sword, I would really be reluctant to give you this pear blossom sword," he said half-jokingly.
Chu Yao fondly stroked the sword body and said, "Ayu, what grade does this pear flower sword belong to?"
"Fourth level Xuanpin."
"ah" Chu Yao was startled: "I heard that the weapons of the fourth level Xuanpin are very expensive, at least 10,000 gold coins."
As she said that, she handed the pear flower sword back and said, "It's too wasteful to sell such an expensive sword for me to use.
I can just use a spiritual weapon."
Lin Muyu couldn't help but smile secretly and said: "Sister Chu Yao, what's so precious about a mere fourth-level Mysterious Pear Blossom Sword?
If I want it, I can forge countless Pear Blossom Swords.
You can keep it.
This sword is specially designed for you." , how can you not want it?”
"Oh well" Chu Yao held the hilt of the sword tightly, feeling her heart pounding, and said, "Ayu, I'm about to understand the heart of the sword."
"real" "Um."
Chu Yao nodded seriously, then closed her eyes, and suddenly sword-like energy flowed from her body.
This was indeed the primary form of the sword with its heart exposed.
Lin Muyu couldn't help but smile and said: "Sister Chu Yao is really talented. , after you truly understand the heart of the sword, you can integrate with the beast soul in the pear flower sword.
After you complete this step, I will teach you the four elements of sword control."
"Well, okay" Without staying too long, Lin Muyu left the Spiritual Medicine Department.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a strong sense of weakness in his body.
Finally, after forging many weapons in one night, the consequences of excessive physical strength and fighting energy occurred.
He didn't think too much about it.
He lay on the stone bed and fell into a deep sleep.
I don't know how long it took, but I woke up leisurely.
"chirp" As far as he could see when he opened his eyes, a gray mouse in the corner was looking at Lin Muyu with his head raised.
He was not very afraid of people.
Lin Muyu, who had just woken up, was at the peak of his spiritual awareness.
The practice of the spiritual pulse technique made his spiritual power surge.
At that moment, it seemed that his spiritual awareness was about to condense into a focus.
Lin Muyu couldn't help but be startled, and then gave some interesting guidance.
They gathered together with their spiritual senses and attacked the mouse in the corner with their spiritual senses like a sharp knife.
"chirp" The mouse stopped abruptly mid-squawk, its pupils rapidly enlarged, and it actually stopped there motionless.
"Um" Lin Muyu was a little surprised.
She stood up and got out of bed, stepped in front of the mouse, looked down at it, and found that the mouse seemed to be in a state of disgrace.
It was motionless.
After nearly 10 seconds, it finally " He screamed "chirp", turned around and got into the mouse hole behind him.
"What's going on?"
Lin Muyu groaned, recalling everything that had just happened in his mind.
The spiritual pulse technique actually brought his spiritual senses together to attack others.
Could it be said that this is a method of attacking with mental power?
I couldn't help but get excited when I thought of this.
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After hurriedly washing up, I came to the temple.
I had to find someone to practice it.
"Lord Lin Zhi" Zhang Wei walked over with a sword in hand and said with a smile: "You got up so early."
"Yes, Master Zhang Wei."
Lin Muyu's heart moved and she smiled: "Sir Zhang Wei, I want to ask you for a favor."
"Um" "Stand here and don't move."
"Okay."
Zhang Wei stood in front of him a little funny: "I don't know what you want to do."
Lin Muyu didn't speak, and his expression was very solemn.
Suddenly, the spiritual pulse technique was activated, and the spiritual sense gathered at a point and impacted Zhang Wei's brain.
At this moment, Zhang Wei suddenly seemed to be petrified, but this process was extremely short. , not even half a second, he was stunned for a moment and said: "What happened?"
"What did you feel just now?"
Lin Muyu asked.
Zhang Wei was stunned, scratched his head and said: "I just felt that my mind went blank, but I don't know what happened.
Master Lin Zhi, what did you do to me just now?"
"No, it's nothing."
Lin Muyu laughed, but she was thinking in her heart that the spiritual impact of this spiritual pulse technique would do less damage to people with stronger spiritual souls.
Zhang Wei's spiritual soul strength is obviously much stronger than that of a mouse, so It can only mentally shock him for less than half a second.
It seems that this spiritual pulse technique still has a long way to go before it can be used in actual combat.
In the early morning, Ge Yang took the scroll and began to announce the morning's sparring matches, but after finishing the reading, Lin Muyu and Zhang Wei's names were not called.
Zhang Wei couldn't help but asked: "Deacon Ge Yang, are you going to compare me with Master Lin Zhi?"
Forget it” Ge Yang smiled and said: "No, although I am old, I will not forget you two, Lin Zhi and Zhang Wei.
You two are going out to perform a mission this morning."
"oh" Lin Muyu was stunned.
After entering the temple, there seemed to be very few tasks besides daily training.
This was the first time, so he asked: "What tasks, Grandpa Geyang?"
Ge Yang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Simple, you two take fifty temple guards to the military supply warehouse of the Ministry of War to collect the weapons, grain, military pay, etc. for the temple for the next three months."
"yes" After leaving the trial hall, there was already a group of guards waiting outside.
The so-called temple guards are soldiers who perform military guard tasks in the temple.
These soldiers are not directly affiliated with the temple establishment, but live in the temple all year round.
They only serve as instructors and training partners.
Currently, there are more than 200 temple guards in the temple, which can be regarded as a certain strength.
"Sir, the carriage is ready.
Here is the approval from the Archdeacon."
A guard stepped forward and handed Lei Hong's official document of instructions to Lin Muyu.
It seemed that he had already acquiesced that Lin Muyu was the leader of this team, not Zhang Wei.
However, Zhang Wei was not angry.
He knew that he was acting recklessly, but still Lin Muyu is more suitable for this task.
"Let's go, lead the way."
"yes" After getting on their horses, the group of people left the temple in a mighty manner.
Lin Muyu and Zhang Wei were both wearing temple robes and looked heroic.
The group of people walking on Tongtian Street was very eye-catching.
The munitions depot is located to the north of the imperial city.
When a group of people from the temple arrived, they found that the place was crowded.
In addition to the temple, there were many troops here waiting to distribute supplies and food.
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There were more than a dozen warehouses outside the quartermaster's warehouse.
There were sounds of people shouting and horses neighing, and rows of heavy cavalry flew past, forming a chaotic mess.
Lin Muyu frowned and said, "What should we do now?"
"I'm going to submit the official document right now," a temple guard said.
"good" There was a temporary camp outside the munitions depot.
The temple guard rode away.
Not long after entering the camp, he left and returned.
There was shame and anger on his face, and he still held the approval document in his hand.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Muyu asked.
The temple guard said angrily: "That bastard quartermaster deliberately made things difficult for us, saying that we should continue to queue up.
The troops in the temple need to wait until the Shenwei Battalion has finished distributing the supplies."
"Why?"
Zhang Wei's fiery temper rose instantly, and he said angrily: "The Shenwei Camp is the private army of the Shenhou Mansion.
It should not have received military supplies from the imperial capital in the first place, but it is still arranged in front of our temple.
Doesn't the Ministry of War know?
Isn’t there any military order that restricts the temple’s collection of military supplies?”
The guard whispered: "Master Zhang Wei, they must be deliberately making things difficult because our temple has not given them any benefits."
"This is unreasonable" Zhang Wei rushed into the military supply camp with his sword in hand.
Lin Muyu didn't even have time to stop him and said hurriedly: "Come, come with me."
"yes" He hurriedly chased after him with dozens of temple guards, but when Lin Muyu came to the front of the tent, he heard a "bang", and then saw a man flying out of the tent, vomiting blood at the mouth, and with wounds on his chest.
With a hint of fierce flames, it was clearly caused by Zhang Wei's Fierce Soul Fist.
With a "crash", Zhang Wei quickly stepped out of the camp, with the power of martial arts lingering in his fists, and shouted: "You dog official, you dare to make things difficult for our temple without giving you gold coins."
The quartermaster, who had the head of a deer and the eyes of a rat, hurriedly shouted: "Kill people, kill people, the instructors from the temple are going to commit murder in the daytime."
"How dare you howl?"
Zhang Wei was about to punch, but Lin Muyu quickly turned over, dismounted, held Zhang Wei's fist with one hand, and said, "Calm down, Zhang Wei."
"This villain, I'm going to teach him a lesson today."
Zhang Wei couldn't control his violent temper at all, and cursed angrily: "Why do the troops from the Shenwei Camp need to receive it in front of our temple?
We were clearly here first, Shenwei What’s a camp?
Why are you so domineering?”
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the right side: "Hey, Temple Venus instructor Zhang Wei really has violent fists and an even more violent temper.
I don't even know what to say."
Lin Muyu looked over, and when he saw a group of soldiers from the Shenwei Camp approaching menacingly under the leadership of a general, he secretly felt something was wrong.
Walking forward quickly, Lin Muyu clasped his fists and said, "My lord, Lin Zhi in the temple will apologize to you."
"Lin Zhi" The person who came was a middle-aged officer who was about 30 years old.
He had a reserved look in his eyes and his feet were steady as he walked.
He was obviously a master.
He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "You are the same Lin Zhi who ruined Zhao Jin's arm." ah" Lin Muyu said coldly: "Sir, Zhang Wei didn't mean to offend.
Since Camp Shenwei wants to receive the supplies first, then you can do it first."
The man suddenly laughed sharply: "To put it nicely, you beat the quartermaster, do you want to run away?"
"Then what do you want?"
Lin Muyu's eyes were cold, and he suddenly raised his hand and pulled out the prairie fire sword, and said calmly: "There are few people in the temple, but I may not be afraid of you."
The captain of the Shenwei Camp was not a fuel-efficient lamp.
He raised his hand and drew the sword from his waist, and shouted: "Come here, please hand over the weapons of this group of temple troops":