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"This sword is made of thousand-year-old black iron and 8,000-year-old spirit stone soul refining. Because it is ice-based and has a very unique shape, I named it Lihua Sword."

Lin Muyu smiled and said, "I also recast Zhao Jin's Pear Blossom Gun. The shape is very similar to this sword, so each sword should be a matching match."

Chu Yao's face turned red and she said happily: "Ayu, this pear blossom sword is really matched with the pear blossom gun?"

"Of course, do you think, if I hadn't had the Liaoyuan Sword, I would have been reluctant to give you this Peach Blossom Sword!" He said half-jokingly.

Chu Yao couldn't put it down and gently stroked the sword body, saying, "Ayu, what level does this pear blossom sword belong to?"

"Fourth-level Xuan."

"ah?"

Chu Yao was startled: "Fourth-level Xuan? I heard... Xuan's weapons are very expensive, at least ten thousand gold coins?"

Then, she handed the Lihua sword back, "Such an expensive sword... should you sell it? It's a waste to use it for me. I'll just use a spiritual weapon..."

Lin Muyu couldn't help but laugh and said, "Sister Chu Yao, what's the precious thing about a fourth-level mysterious pear blossom sword? As long as I want, I can cast countless pear blossom swords... You keep it, this sword is specially designed for you, how can you not want it?"

"Oh well……"

Chu Yao held the hilt tightly, feeling a deer in her heart rushing, and said, "Ayu, I'm almost comprehensible to understand the sword heart!"

"real?"

"Um."

Chu Yao nodded seriously, then closed her eyes, and suddenly there were true energy like sword blades flowing on her body. This was indeed the primary form of the sword heart. Lin Muyu couldn't help but smile and said, "Sister Chu Yao is indeed very talented. After you truly understand the sword heart, you can adapt to the beast soul in the Lihua Sword. After you complete this step, I will teach you the four-type sword control!"

"Yeah, OK!"

...

Without staying for a long time, Lin Muyu left the Lingyaosi. At this time, she suddenly felt a strong sense of weakness in her body. Finally, after casting many weapons overnight, the consequences of excessive physical strength and fighting breathing overdrawing occurred. Without thinking too much, she fell asleep in a drowsy way on the stone bed.

I was so drowsy that I didn't know how long it took, but I woke up leisurely.

"Jiji..."

Wherever I opened my eyes, a gray mouse in the corner was raising his head and looking at Lin Muyu, but he was not very afraid of people.

Lin Muyu, who had just woken up, was in his heyday. The cultivation of spiritual vein techniques made his spiritual power surging. At that moment, it seemed that the spiritual sensation was about to gather in a focus. Lin Muyu couldn't help but be stunned, and then he interestingly guided the spiritual sensation to gather together, and entered the sharp knife to attack the mouse in the corner with the spiritual sensation.

"Shi..."

The mouse stopped abruptly when it was halfway through the call, and his pupils quickly expanded, and he stopped there and remained motionless.

"Um?"

Lin Muyu was a little surprised and turned over and got out of bed, stepped in front of the mouse, looked down at it, and found that the mouse seemed to have a soul flying to the sky, and it was motionless. After nearly 10 seconds, it finally screamed again, turned around and crawled into the mouse hole behind it.

"What's going on?"

Lin Muyu pondered, recalling everything that had just happened in her mind. The spiritual vein technique actually brought his spiritual sense together to attack others. Is this the method of using mental power to attack?

When I think of this, I can't help but get excited. After washing up quickly, I came to the temple and had to find someone to practice it!

"Mr. Lin Zhi!"

Zhang Wei walked over with a sword and said with a smile: "You got up so early!"

"Yes, Lord Zhang Wei." Lin Muyu's heart moved and she smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang Wei, I want to ask you for help."

"Um?"

"Stand here and don't move."

"Okay." Zhang Wei stood in front of him with some amusement: "I don't know what you are going to do..."

Lin Muyu had nothing to say, and his expression was very serious. Suddenly, the spiritual vein technique was activated, and the spiritual sense gathered on Zhang Wei's brain. At this moment, Zhang Wei suddenly seemed to have become petrified, but the process was 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 and scratched his head and said, "I just felt my mind suddenly become blank, but I don't know what happened. Lord Lin Zhi, what did you do to me just now?"

"No, nothing..." Lin Muyu laughed, but was thinking in his heart that the spiritual impact of this spiritual vein technique would also cause a lot of damage to people with stronger spiritual souls. Zhang Wei's spiritual soul is obviously much stronger than a mouse, so he can only have a mental impact in less than half a second. It seems that there is still a lot to go if he wants to use this spiritual vein technique in actual combat.

...

In the early morning, Ge Yang held the scroll and began to announce the morning pairing, but after reading it, he did not call Lin Muyu. Zhang Wei's name, Zhang Wei couldn't help asking: "Deacon Ge Yang, have you forgotten me and Lord Lin Zhi?"

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, he seemed to have few tasks except for daily training. This was the first time, so he asked: "What task, Grandpa Ge Yang?"

Ge Yang stroked his beard and smiled and said, "Simple, you two will take fifty temple guards to the military custody of the Ministry of War to collect the weapons, food, military pay for the temple for the next month, etc."

"yes!"

After leaving the trial hall, there were 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 organization, but they just live in the temple for many years to serve instructors and trainers. Currently, there are more than 200 temple guards in the temple, which can be regarded as having a certain amount of troops.

"Sir, the carriage is ready. This is the criticism of the deacon!"

A guard walked forward and handed Lei Hong's instructions to Lin Muyu. It seemed that he had already agreed that Lin Muyu was the leader of the team, not Zhang Wei. However, Zhang Wei was not angry. He knew that he was reckless and Lin Muyu was more suitable for carrying out this task.

"Let's go, bring."

"yes!"

As they turned over the horse, the group of people left the temple in a mighty manner. Lin Muyu and Zhang Wei were both wearing temple battle robes, with heroic spirit. It was very eye-catching for the group of people walking on Tongtian Street.

The military supplies warehouse was north of the imperial city. When the temple arrived, they found that there were crowds of people. In addition to the temple, there were many troops waiting here to distribute supplies and food. The military supplies warehouses were filled with people shouting and neighing horses everywhere. Rows of heavy cavalry flew past and into a mess.

Lin Muyu frowned and said, "What should we do if we change it now?"

"I will go and submit it to the Lord." A temple guard said.

"good!"

There was a temporary camp outside the military garage. The temple guards rode away. Not long after entering the camp, they returned. They were ashamed and angry as they were still holding the criticism in their hands.

"What's wrong?" Lin Muyu asked.

The temple guard said angrily: "That bastard quarrel officer deliberately made things difficult for us. Let us continue to line up. The temple army needs to wait until the Shenwei Camp is issued before it is issued."

"Why?" Zhang Wei's hot temper suddenly came up and said angrily: "Shenwei Camp is a private army of the Shenhou Mansion. It should not have received military supplies from the imperial capital, but it was actually arranged in front of our temple. Doesn't the Ministry of War know that the temple must not have any restrictions on military orders for military supplies?"

The guard whispered: "Mr. Zhang Wei, they must have deliberately made things difficult for us because our temple did not give them benefits."

"It's outrageous!"

Zhang Wei rushed into the military camp with a knife. Lin Muyu didn't even have time to stop him, so he hurriedly said: "Come here, come with me!"

"yes!"

He hurriedly followed dozens of temple guards, but when Lin Muyu came to the front of the tent, he heard a "bang". Then he saw a man flying out of the tent, spitting blood from the mouth, and a trace of flames in his chest, which was clearly driven by Zhang Wei's Fierce Fist.

With a "slam", Zhang Wei quickly stepped out of the camp, with martial soul power lingering on his fist, and shouted in a low voice: "You dog official, if you don't give you gold coins, do you dare to make things difficult for our temple?"

The military officer looked like a deer-headed and rat-eyed, and hurriedly shouted: "Kill people, kill people, the instructor of the temple is going to commit murder in the daytime!"

"You still dare to howl!"

Zhang Wei was about to hit him when he swung his fist. Lin Muyu hurriedly turned over and got off the horse and held Zhang Wei's fist with one hand, and said, "Calm down, Zhang Wei."

"I want to teach him a lesson today." Zhang Wei's violent temper was completely uncontrollable, and he cursed angrily: "Why should the army of Shenwei Camp need to be collected before our temple? It was clearly our first place. What is Shenwei Camp? Why is it so arrogant and domineering?"

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the right: "Oh, the Venus Instructor of the Temple, Zhang Wei, indeed, had a violent fist and a more violent temper. He was simply unreasonable!"

Lin Muyu looked over and when he saw a group of soldiers from the Divine Camp coming over with great momentum under the leadership of a general, he was already secretly moaning.

He walked forward quickly, Lin Muyu clasped his fists and said, "Sir, Lin Zhi, the temple here, apologized to you."

"Lin Zhi?"

The person who came was a middle-aged officer about 30 years old. His eyes were introverted and his feet were calm as he walked. He was obviously a master. He raised his mouth and said, "You are the Lin Zhi who has ruined Zhao Jin's arm? So majestic!"

Lin Muyu said coldly: "Sir, Zhang Wei is not intentionally offending. Since Shenwei Camp wants to collect the supplies first, you can collect them first!"

The man suddenly laughed loudly: "It sounds nice. You have beaten the ranksmen. Do you want to leave?"

"Then what do you want?"

Lin Muyu's eyes were cold, and she suddenly raised her hand to draw out the Liaoyuan Sword and said lightly: "There are few people in the Temple, but they may not be afraid of you."

...

The commander of the Shenwei Camp was not a good lamp. He raised his hand and pulled out his sword from his waist and shouted in a low voice: "Come on, I have seized the weapons of this group of Temple Army for me!"

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