"Well, the temple has a kind of kindness to me, and I must not repay it."

Lin Muyu put down the weapons in her arms and said, "These are all spiritual weapons. What should be the value on the market?"

Ge Yang glanced at the distance and said, "Instructor Liu, you have worked as a supervisor in the Imperial Weapons Department before. Can you identify the grades of these weapons?"

Instructor Liu was a man with a whisker on his face. He walked up to pick up a sword, unsheathed with a "kneel", swung his fingers on the sword, his eyes shone brightly, and he smiled and said, "Good sword... This is a seventh-level spiritual black iron sword. The market price is about 700-1200 gold coins. It is a treasure that many nobles and princes are eager to win over."

Lin Muyu turned around and smiled at Lei Hong and said, "Then sell it to the temple at half price. Each of these swords is priced at 500 Jinyin coins. Grandpa Lei Hong, what do you think?"

Lei Hong nodded happily: "Well, Deacon Ge Yang, allocate 2,500 Jin Yin coins from the temple to Lin Zhi! Remember to put these swords on the top level of the Weapon Pavilion. Only Instructor Silver Star and Instructor Jin Star can use these weapons."

Ge Yang clasped his fists: "Yes, the great deacon!"

...

After receiving the money, Lin Muyu left the temple, bought a new pair of sword sheaths and went straight to Wansheng Weapon Shop. He was very happy and fulfilled his agreement with Jian Lao and recast the Liaoyuan Sword into a fifth-level mysterious semi-divine artifact. Now Jian Lao should teach his excellent sword skills as promised, right?

In the early morning, the Wansheng Weapon Shop had just opened. When Lin Muyu stepped into it, he saw Jian Lao standing on the branch, wearing a white robe, with a fairy-like posture that was floating in the air. He stepped on the tender leaf branches, and a long sword around him slowly flew. He was absorbing the spiritual energy in the morning light, and his breathing was quite like a master-level 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 Lei Hong and Qu Chu. Perhaps looking at the empire, there are only a handful of powerful people, but they live in seclusion here and no one cares about it.

Lin Muyu did not hurry forward to interrupt, but just held the Liaoyuan Sword and stood silently on the stone path, watching the sword master practice and breathe.

After nearly an hour, the sun was already high, and the spiritual energy in the morning light gradually disappeared. Old Jian finally slowly opened his eyes, looked at the boy not far away with praise, and smiled: "Young hero, have you completed the agreement?"

"Yes. Please come to more and faster chapters."

Lin Muyu jumped forward, holding the Liaoyuan sword in his hand, knelt on one knee and presented the sword, saying, "Master, please check it."

"oh?"

The old sword couldn't help but smile, reached out and held the Liaoyuan sword, pulled out a piece with a "kneel". He suddenly felt the flames on the sword blade turbulently, and the roar of the fire dragon was faintly whistled. The arc of the sword body was simple and graceful, with the charm of a master's work. His fingers gently swung the sword blade, and the sharp edge was vigorous. He couldn't help but smile: "Fifth-level Xuanqiu, it's indeed a good sword, which uses the 9,000-year-old Fire Dragon Beast Soul, right?"

Lin Muyu was stunned: "Master can you know this?"

Old Jian laughed: "If you can't even know this, how can you be your master?"

"Ha, too..."

"Get up, I'll accept you as my disciple. Update it as soon as possible"

"Thank you, Master!"

Lin Muyu stood up, with endless joy on her face.

...

Jian Lao looked at the new disciple and pondered: "The way of swords is vast and endless. If you want to learn the real sword control technique, you must develop a sword heart. People without sword heart cannot communicate with the sword. Do you understand?"

Lin Muyu was confused: "I don't understand very much..."

The old sword smiled slightly: "No wonder, your previous swordsmanship is not even the most beautiful. To put it bluntly, the general sword-controlling techniques in the world use qi to control the sword, and use qi to control the flying of the sword, but the practice of this sect is to control the sword with the heart. To put it simply, it is to communicate with the sword soul in the sword blade, and integrate human and sword, so even if the sword blade leaves the hand, it will change and fly according to your wishes."

"Is there any difference between using energy to control the sword and using heart to control the sword?" Lin Muyu asked with an embarrassing smile.

Old Jian couldn't help laughing and asked without answering, "When you are facing a battle, will your mind change quickly, or will your energy change quickly?"

Lin Muyu instantly realized: "I understand that Master, the best in sword control is to control swords with his heart!"

The old sword gently stroked his white beard, with a hint of arrogance looking down on the world in his expression, and said, "That's right, when you master the sword with your heart, you will find that the sword with your energy is so clumsy."

"Well, thank you Master, when will we start?"

“Don’t we already started?”

"Ah, I forgive my disciple for being stupid..."

"By the way. Please come more and faster chapters." Old Jian suddenly interrupted.

"What's wrong with Master?"

Jian Lao coughed and said with a smile: "It is okay to learn sword control with me, but it is not in vain. Before you finish your studies, you need to add another Xuan-grade sword and two spiritual-grade swords to my Wansheng Weapon Store. Is it OK?"

Lin Muyu immediately bowed and said, "It should be!"

"Well, let's start. The first step is that you must first domain sword heart. The sword was originally just ordinary iron, and it has spirit because of the sword holder. The sword moves with your heart. There is no sword in your hand, and there is a sword in your heart..."

Mr. Jian said a sword-dao mind method, and asked Lin Muyu to recite it first, and then taught him a set of true qi running methods. After teaching it, he said with a smile: "I went to the inner room to meditate and practice, so you will practice in this yard. 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 as if he had understood it, turned around and sat on the stone steps in the courtyard, quietly escaping into the understanding of the sword Taoist mind method.

...

Mr. Jian turned around and flew into the back hall, sitting there quietly. The housekeeper next to him was over 60 years old. He held a fragrant cauldron and laughed in a low voice: "Mr. Jian, is it a bit too embarrassing for this child to understand the heart of the sword in three days? You know, even your understanding took five days and five nights to understand the heart of the sword!"

Old Jian smiled faintly: "Everything is good. I have always been used to idle Yun Yehe and I don't want to accept disciples. This child has some understanding. Whether he can learn the sword heart technique depends on his luck. You just need to send him three meals."

"yes."

...

This time I sat there for two days. In the past two days, Lin Muyu only ate three meals, but she didn't feel very hungry.

Mr. Jian said, "Swords are all iron, and they have spirits 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 his heart?

The Liaoyuan Sword spread on his legs and quietly realized the sword intent. The night in late autumn was full of coldness, and waves of cold wind blew across his face. He closed his eyes and did not speak, but blue true energy slowly rose from his body, turning into sword blades, and then penetrated into his body, which made the butler stunned.

Gradually, although Lin Muyu closed her eyes, she could see a fiery red sword slowly condensed in the chaotic void of Yihai, which was the virtual image of Liaoyuan Sword!

"What?" He was stunned. Why could Liaoyuan Sword enter his sea of ​​mind? Could this be what Mr. Jian said that there is a sword in his heart?

“Buzz buzz…”

The Liaoyuan Sword on his legs made a low scream. Lin Muyu suddenly stood up and held the Liaoyuan Sword again, a feeling of spiritual maintenance came from the hilt of the sword. Updated at the first time.

"Squeak..."

The door of the back hall opened, and Old Jian stepped out with a smile of praise on his face: "Lin Muyu, you did not disappoint me. You actually realized the heart of Jian 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 you dare to accept you as your disciple if you don't even know who you are?"

Jian Lao smiled and said, "The next practice is to communicate with the spirit. Send your consciousness into the sword and communicate with the sword soul. But be careful, there will be some dangers in this cultivation process. If you are not careful, your consciousness may be swallowed by the sword soul. After all, most sword souls are ferocious spirit beasts, and it is not that easy to truly tame it. Update it as soon as possible."

"Yeah, I know."

...

Old Jian turned around and returned to the room, while Lin Muyu sat down again with Liaoyuan Sword, closed her eyes, and slowly extended her consciousness, and penetrated into Liaoyuan Sword.

The sword body seemed like another chaotic world, a vain and darkness. Lin Muyu's consciousness turned into a body form, staring at the darkness around him in surprise, and slowly flying.

"roar……"

Suddenly, a fire-red beast appeared in front of him, flying and hovering in the air. Opening his bloody mouth was a fierce culprit attack. It was the spirit beast in the sword body - Fire Dragon!

"ah?!"

Lin Muyu hurriedly opened his hand and used his arms to spread the upper and lower jaws of the Fire Dragon. However, the Fire Dragon's power was too strong and he still bit it fiercely. With a "puff", Lin Muyu's right arm was bitten off in the severe pain. The Fire Dragon chewed the delicious meal hard and then swallowed it down. The roared endlessly, and opened its sharp claws and culled it again!

"puff……"

Lin Muyu's consciousness body was broken open in a blink of an eye, and his body turned into starlight and slowly dissipated. The fire dragon roared repeatedly, and opened its mouth and bit off his other arm.

"brute!"

Lin Muyu roared lowly, and an indescribable anger surged from the bottom of his heart. The next moment, a golden light burst into the darkness, and a golden true dragon emerged from his body with flames. A long dragon body surrounded Lin Muyu's body. The dragon head looked at the Fire Dragon ferociously, suddenly opened its mouth and bit the Fire Dragon's head with a slight roar, swaying and biting it!

"Bang!"

The huge dragon claws were raised horizontally and firmly clamped the fire dragon's neck. The dragon's mouth opened and the flames expanded. It was about to swallow the fire dragon with just one mouthful of flame.

"Aoah..."

The fire dragon actually wailed, lowering its proud head, and whimpering as if it was crying.

He is actually begging for mercy!?

In front of the real dragon, how could a mere fire dragon go wild?

Lin Muyu couldn't help laughing, his power slowly dissipated, and the image of the real dragon lingering around him slowly disappeared, while the fire dragon crawled at Lin Muyu's feet, as if he had already been loyal to him.

...

"Hmph, this is almost the same..."

He chuckled, slowly retracted his consciousness, opened his eyes, looked down, but felt a joyful feeling coming from the Liaoyuan Sword. Sure enough, the sword heart was able to communicate with the sword soul, and it turned out that it was really so magical!

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