Mu Hanzhong

It is just a vast blue sky, with dots of white clouds dotted on it, either rolling or relaxing.Nan Xiaohuan followed Wu Ye and stepped out of the Nine Heavens Hall.The oncoming sunlight made him narrow his eyes slightly, and he saw that in front of his field of vision, the man was dressed in white clothes like snow, dyed with a layer of gold rim by the bright and clear summer light, and his clothes flapped in the air wantonly by the breeze. If you are not careful, you will lose your mind if you are not careful.

"What's the matter?"

A smiling voice rang in his ears, but it was Wu Ye who saw that the people behind him did not follow, so he stopped.

"My lord, why..." Nan Xiaohuan seemed to be muttering to himself.

He is not good at words, and he is even more taciturn on weekdays, but at the moment when he speaks, he is slightly panicked and blurts out what is in his heart without thinking.

Wu Ye was obviously a little startled by his answer, but it was only for a moment, and the trace of surprise disappeared.He looked at the man behind him, and saw that his brows were unconsciously frowned, and there seemed to be some doubts on his stern face.

"Why should I choose a chariot?..." Wu Ye stepped forward and continued to walk forward.He answered the question spontaneously, as if asking and answering himself.

"Have you ever seen such eyes..." That kind of firmness is undoubted, as if there is no difficulty in this world that can stop him, no confusion, no timidity, some... just the determination and courage to win.

The three of them trembled slightly, and they understood.Qingyan sighed as if sighing: "That's right, Zhou Nian... If it's him, it's really possible to revive the current Beitang."

He Yanqin's rebellion, branch halls all over the country rebelled and rebelled at the same time, although Mu Hanzhong secretly controlled it, and nothing irreversible happened, but the premeditated crime failed, and the Northern Guardians did their best to wipe out the remnants, and everyone in each branch hall was free for a while. Danger, panic all day long.Although the position of Beitang hall master has the glory and power in the future, it seems like a hot potato now.

The oath made by Nian Zhouyan seems to be easy to achieve at first glance, but after a little digging, one can find how difficult this oath is to achieve.Not to mention the factions in Beitang are complicated and entangled, but his identity... also brought him many foreseeable troubles invisibly.

Wu Ye suddenly laughed, the smile was treacherous and expectant, and more, it was a joke of watching a good show: "Besides, it's just a hall master, in exchange for the next three months of wonderful shows, this is a deal. It’s really worth it!”

The three people who followed were stunned when they heard this, and Yi Lei slipped and almost fell down.

What is the position of a hall master... What is it really cost-effective...

There is a bamboo forest behind the Wuxiang Garden in Mu Hanzhong's bedroom.

The bamboo forest is not big, but compared with the colorful flowers and plants in the garden, it has a more simple and quiet taste.

In the bamboo forest, there is an inconspicuous bamboo house.The interior layout is very simple, with a bed, a table and a chair, other than that, there are only simple bamboo bookshelves standing against the wall, which are filled with books of all sizes.

After Wu Ye had lunch and took a nap, he came to the bamboo forest to find out.

From the row of wire-bound books in front of him, he took out a few books and looked through them. After a cursory scan, they were all masters of the various sects in the world.Sword manual, mental technique, boxing technique, stick technique... Although Wu Ye was prepared, Wu Ye couldn't help being surprised.

Any one of these books can cause countless martial arts fighters to fight if they are taken to the rivers and lakes.And Mu Hanzhong, just casually threw it in the back garden of his bedroom and read it as a miscellaneous book...

With this thought in mind, Wu Ye raised his eyes to look at the man in black who had been quietly following behind him, only to see that he nodded slightly, standing on one side with lowered eyebrows, but his eyes deliberately avoided the bookshelf here.

Come to think of it, these books are only allowed to be read by the Palace Master alone...

Mu Hanzhong had too many memories, and he only chose the most important things to remember carefully in his heart, while other such small things were sketchy.Hence these questions.

Picking up the booklet that was turned upside down from the table, Wu Ye held it and read it with great interest.

24 types of autumn water.

Apparently, Mu Hanzhong only left the last two of them unread last time. Wu Ye glanced over the writing and felt excited all over his body at some point, with unstoppable emotions surging in his heart. ...like Wu Ye's throbbing every time he touched the gun.

Oh, it turned out to be a martial idiot! !

After finishing the last pose, Wu Ye suddenly turned around and stretched out his long arms. Xiao Huan felt a flash in front of his eyes, and his face turned cold. When he came back to his senses, the young man in white had already drawn out his waist saber, and his figure moved slightly. , the next moment has slid out of the bamboo house.

Nan Xiaohuan chased to the door, but there were only green bamboos everywhere in front of him, and there was no figure of that person.At this moment, a light howl pierced through the dense bamboo, and came from not far away.

Nan Xiaohuan's eyes sank, he raised his breath and jumped up, tiptoeing lightly, and flew towards the bamboo forest like a flying eagle.

Among the green bamboos, I saw a figure tumbling and jumping, as light as a swallow, with white robes like wings.Jian Guang swayed from the long sword in his hand, and wherever he went, the bamboo leaves shook slightly, but did not fall.It was a swordsmanship like autumn water, gentle and calm, without a trace of murderous intent.Suddenly, the white figure paused slightly, a faint smile spread over the corners of his lips, and with a twist of the sword in his hand, he was attacking in the direction of the person coming.

Xiaohuan didn't stop on his feet, stepped back several steps, turned slightly, the long sword brushed his temples, and hit the bamboo behind him.

Suddenly, there was a flash in front of his eyes, and the strong wind behind him seemed to be galloping from there. Xiao Huan was slightly stunned, his upper body swayed slightly, and he stomped forward, trying to avoid the sudden attack behind him.

A few bamboo leaves fell slowly from the sky, and a young man in white clothes appeared in midair at some point, his long hair danced with the wind, and his loose robe was raised backwards, stepping lightly on the dense bamboo in the forest, and slowly landed on Nan Xiaohuan's body from midair In front of him, the posture is elegant, calm and relaxed, just like a heavenly man.

Nan Xiaohuan was stunned there, suddenly, large pieces of bamboo leaves fell from the sky one after another, like snow, covering the sky and the sun, and the sound of falling could be heard continuously.

With a "poof", the sound of the long sword piercing through the bamboo sounded, it was the long sword that flew out just now.

All this happened so fast, in the eyes of ordinary people, it was only a few blinks of an eye, but as long as it is a martial arts practitioner, it is impossible not to be surprised.It was because the speed of the young man in white was so fast that he changed the direction of attack two or three times in just a few seconds, and every time he came with a force, there was no room for carelessness.

At some point, the bamboo leaves falling from the sky had already covered the path under Nan Xiaohuan's feet.Wu Ye took a step forward, and there was a slight sound coming from under his feet.

Nan Xiaohuan looked at the person who was walking towards him step by step, and for a moment, his mind went blank.

……

"Based on what you've seen, how about these moves just now?"

The cold voice rang in his ears, Nan Xiaohuan suddenly came back to his senses, and knelt down: "The moves are exquisite and unpredictable..." His eyes moved to the bamboo leaves on the ground, and he continued, "It looks soft, but it is actually lethal Very strong." "Oh." Wu Ye looked at the tall man kneeling beside his feet, but he was thinking secretly.What he just used was the Qiushui 24 style.Noticing the movement of the body, the whole movement is done in one go, without any discomfort. It seems that although the soul has changed, the memory of the body is so deep.

"Autumn water 24 style."

"Uh?"

Knowing that this is probably the name of those moves just now, Xiao Huan didn't understand why Wu Ye said this to himself.

"Your martial arts are very good, but it's a pity that you are too murderous." Although Xiaohuan didn't attack just now, relying on his memory, Wu Ye knew that Nan Xiaohuan was from the Guanri Pavilion in Qianye Palace, which specializes in training dead soldiers and dark guards. The people who come out from there have top-notch martial arts. However, as weapons for killing, they all learn fierce and deadly moves. They can injure one thousand enemies and injure themselves eight hundred. If things go on like this, they will cause lifelong damage to the body , You may not realize it when you are young, but it is too late when you are old.

Wu Ye paused for a moment, and then continued: "'To the extreme of emptiness, to keep quiet', although this autumn water cannot reach this level, it is not bad for you to use it for self-cultivation!"

"From now on, you should spare some time to practice Qiushui."

Hearing this, the person kneeling on the ground was obviously stunned, and after a while, he raised his head: "Master, this is not in line with the palace rules."

"I don't want to repeat the same thing a second time."

Wu Ye said lightly.

Knowing that the order of the person in front of him cannot be disobeyed, and he couldn't see the slightest hint of a joke, Nan Xiaohuan bowed his head deeply: "This subordinate thanked the Lord!"

Huge ecstasy surged up in an instant, even Nan Xiaohuan, who was as cold as ice, couldn't suppress the slight tremor in his voice.