All night, there was a rumor about the assassination of Su Qin, the general of Muyu City, who was almost dead and alive. Everyone was talking, and some of his eyes fell on Xiang Yu, the commander of the military police battalion. As we all know, he was the most motivated person to kill, but Xiang Yu had enough witnesses. More than a dozen personal guards in the military police battalion could prove that Xiang Yu did not step out of the central military tent overnight, and his words were firm, and even the local dog they raised could prove that this matter.

...

In the early morning, the temple was peaceful.

After a night of healing, Lin Muyu's internal injuries had been healed. At this time, a dressed in the temple deacon's armor stepped out of the room and entered the temple's canteen. Even the food-making master seemed to be respectful and asked: "Dacon Lin, do you want more food or more meat?"

Lin Muyu smiled faintly: "Please, please do the same."

"yes!"

A bowl of vegetable soup and two steamed buns were Lin Muyu's breakfast, but when he was a sparring teacher, he basically ate these things, so it didn't matter. He glanced at the food and finally sat on a rotten wooden table in the corner. The table was so insect-eaten, and the legs were already shaking. Sitting opposite was a bronze star sparring teacher, who was the long-lost Qin Ziling.

"Zi Ling, it's been a long time since we met." Lin Muyu greeted with a bright sunshine.

Qin Ziling was stunned, hurriedly stood up, and said respectfully: "Daichi Lin Muyu..."

"What are you doing that nervous?"

Lin Muyu bit the steamed bun and looked up at him: "Sit down and eat, it will be a trial in the morning. If you don't eat enough, you can have the energy to participate in training. Have a meal quickly."

Qin Ziling was stunned and said carefully: "Sir, now he is a deacon... The deacon should not be with the Tiexin training teacher... Sir, you?"

Lin Muyu glanced at him, tore the steamed buns into the soup, and said, "I don't like to listen to this. Ziling, we are all staff members of the temple and colleagues. In my eyes, there is no distinction between high and low. Let's have a good meal. I'm still me, but I'm just going to go out and go back to the temple."

Qin Ziling nodded gratefully: "Yeah, eat!"

It seems that in Qin Ziling's eyes, a temple deacon is willing to eat with him at the same table. This is a huge honor. In his opinion, the Golden Leaf Temple emblem on Lin Muyu's collar is so far away and unattainable!

...

After dinner, he walked side by side with Qin Ziling on the corridor to the Trial Hall. At this moment, Ge Yang walked over from afar and said, "A Yu, are you still used to returning to the temple to live again?"

Lin Muyu bowed with fists and said, "Fortunately, good morning, Deacon Ge Yang."

"Ha, OK."

Ge Yang glanced at Qin Ziling and said, "Trainer Qin, Deacon Lin and I have something to say, you go to the Trial Hall first!"

Qin Ziling held his fists and said respectfully: "Yes, Deacon Ge Yang."

After Qin Ziling left, Ge Yang looked at Lin Muyu deeply and said, "It's all the news that the streets and alleys were full of rumors. Last night, an assassin with strong cultivation went to the Imperial Capital Inn to assassinate General Su Qin, but he was not successful because another person with good cultivation obstructed him. Ayu, some people said that they saw someone fighting with a golden gourd in the night sky. Is this... related to you?"

Lin Muyu touched her nose and smiled, saying, "Deacon Ge Yang said yes, there is, there is, by the way, how is Su Qin's situation?"

Ge Yang pondered: "It is said that he was seriously injured, but the situation is unknown for the time being... Mu Yungong was furious and led his troops out of Lanyan City early this morning and returned to Muyu City. It is said that... Feng Jixing, the commander of the imperial guards, led 5,000 elite cavalry to accompany him to protect him!"

"That's how..."

"A Yu, tell me honestly, who was the person who assassinated Su Qin last night? Is it the commander of Xiang Yu?"

Lin Muyu smiled faintly and said, "Since Deacon Ge Yang guessed it, why bother ask me?"

"Just hope you can confirm it."

"So what if I confirm it, as long as Xiang Yu denies my words, it's a one-sided statement, so I would rather not say anything. Grandpa Ge Yang, what do you think?"

Ge Yang smiled, patted his shoulder, and said, "Ah Hugo is indeed a smart and clear person. Let's go. Today is your first day as a deacon and your first day of teaching the instructors."

"Ah, I still need to teach?"

"Yes, you are a dignified second-level heavenly realm, a powerful man in the Heavenly Realm. Don't you feel that you are already standing at the highest point of the temple? If you don't teach, would you still let those people in the Earthly Realm teach?"

"Oh well……"

Lin Muyu was helpless and asked him to teach. The magic sound boxing and Qingyan Kai were Qu Chu's unique skills, so he definitely could not be taught. The sword control skills were too profound, and these instructors might not be able to write well, and the sword control skills were finally learned from Mr. Jian. Lin Muyu didn't want to teach them all. As for the Seven Stars Xuanli, it goes without saying that they could not teach them, and most of the instructors could not learn the qualifications.

Then teach them basic sword skills!

Lin Muyu couldn't help laughing secretly. He still remembered an ancient game called "Legend". The general skills of warriors were basic swordsmanship. The first skill to learn was to improve their hits. His basic swordsmanship was practiced from the Yufeng Sword Technique and actual combat. I believe it would be of great benefit to these instructors.

When Lin Muyu came to the Trial Hall, Qin Yan, Li Ming'an, Zheng Shanhe and other instructors such as Venus, Silver Star, Bronze Star, and Iron Star were already waiting there with excitement.

Ge Yang held the scroll in his hand and smiled, "This morning, Deacon Lin Muyu will teach you all. Come on, Ayu say hello to everyone and then tell me what to teach you this morning."

Lin Muyu stepped to the center of the Trial Hall, bowed to everyone, and said calmly: "To be honest, everyone can enter the temple and serve as a sparring teacher. I believe they have unique skills. Lin Muyu is nervous and can only teach you some of the most basic sword techniques. I hope everyone doesn't mind."

Qin Yan smiled and said, "Brother, you are the champion of the Sword Fighting Conference. You have long been the only one in the world in the discussion of swordsmanship. Why be so humble!"

Lin Muyu couldn't help but blush. Qin Yan's words really made him unable to bear it. Especially after Daojiang fought with the mysterious killer, Lin Muyu had no confidence in his swordsman. The mysterious killer broke his Fengyu sword technique with one sword and defeated him within three moves. This gap was too big.

With a bow, without saying much, Wufeng, the Dragon Spirit Sword that was behind him, was automatically unsheathed with a "shelf", and then turned around in the air and fell into Lin Muyu's hand. The ordinary sword quickly slashed down.

"Buzz!"

The waves of the air being cut open seemed to be visible to the naked eye. Although this sword was plain, it was awesome, making everyone feel unbearable. Although the sword moves were simple, the sword intent was not simple.

Instructor Jin Xing, Zheng Shanhe, was slightly stunned and said, "Deacon Lin's sword is simple and honest, but the sword is strong and strong, which is not simple!"

Lin Muyu smiled slightly, stepped on the Fengzi Jue of the Fengyu Sword Technique and leaped forward with a light and stinging forward. After taking more than ten steps, the sword light kept refractively refractiveizing the terrifying light around it. It can be imagined that if he rushed among thousands of troops, at least more than ten people would die under Lin Muyu's sword in these ten steps.

"Break the formation."

Lin Muyu said lightly: "It's just for killing people. The routine is simple, but it's very practical when facing ordinary soldiers."

A group of instructors nodded, but in fact, many people didn't see Lin Muyu's pace clearly. The detailed angle of his wrist rotation was too fast. At least twenty swords were chopped out in five seconds. Such speed was simply impossible for ordinary people to achieve.

After dancing a set of sword techniques, Lin Muyu suddenly raised his hand and returned to the sheath of the long sword by itself. A series of fighting spirits blew around him, swaying gently on the temple cloak, and the aura of the strong was undoubtedly revealed.

"good!"

Qin Yan clapped his hands and cheered, which attracted many stunned instructors to cheer.

Next is the specific guidance process. Lin Muyu became the swordsman instructor in the temple. The six martial arts arts of the Great Qin Empire "Sword, Knight, Sword, Sword, Knife, Axe Shoot" were the first, which shows the importance it received. Lin Muyu, the swordsman, naturally became extraordinary, and he personally taught the instructors to learn all the whole morning.

In the afternoon, I watched the instructor and the trainer's practice, and I meditated with the Dragon Spirit Sword in a corner of the Trial Hall.

...

The battle with the mysterious killer that day came to my mind. The most important reason why I was defeated was that I didn’t understand the other party’s swordsman routine. Moreover, the mysterious killer’s sword blade seemed to have a strong suction force. It was this suction force that made me lose quickly. However, I couldn’t figure it out, where did this suction force come from?

“Buzz…”

With a gentle turn of the palm, the Dragon Spirit Sword slowly flipped and slewed in the air and spiraled rapidly, which was the effect of the spiral force.

Lin Muyu suddenly felt a lit up in his heart. Yes, the spiral force can make the Dragon Spirit Sword turn, but if this spiral force no longer shows spiral force, can it also use the spiral force to "suck" the opponent's weapon?

It's easy to say, but difficult to do.

Throughout the afternoon, Lin Muyu tried to use the collision of Dou Qi to form a spiral force again and again, but it seemed that it was not ideal. Until after dinner, when he tried to condense the three spiral force to break through, suddenly an extremely strong suction force was generated at the tip of the sword blade, which caused a screaming sound in the air.

Full of excitement, I couldn't wait to find a trial target - Qin Ziling.

...

Qin Ziling, who was stunned, held an iron sword, looked at Lin Muyu in surprise, and said, "Deacon Lin... How could I, a mere bronze star trainer, be your opponent?"

Lin Muyu chuckled: "It's okay, we won't fight hard, Ziling, just attack with a long sword."

"Um!"

Qin Ziling shouted softly, and the dog-tail grass martial soul penetrated his body and lingered on the sword blade. The iron sword broke through the wind with a "swish" sound. After all, it is the third level of the human realm, and it is still remarkable.

But in Lin Muyu's opinion, this sword was too slow, just like slow motion. This is probably the huge difference in cultivation level, right?

The Dragon Spirit Sword roared softly, Lin Muyu flipped his wrist and suddenly three invisible spiral energy appeared around the Dragon Spirit Sword. The long sword twisted rapidly, and it twisted Qin Ziling's iron sword like a dragon. The spiral energy roared. When Lin Muyu suddenly returned to the sword, the sword in Qin Ziling's hand instantly flew out of his hand and pierced into the wall behind him with a "double" sound.

"this……"

Qin Ziling was stunned: "What kind of magic is this?"
Chapter completed!