Chapter 813 813 Want to See Mu Dawan's Joke?

"Haha, then I'm going to see and see." Mu Chengyang laughed.

"The master and the eldest son have told me not to provoke Mu Hanyan." The horse-faced guard hesitated and persuaded.

"Who said I was going to provoke him, I just went to see the joke." Mu Chengyang glared at the guard and said.

A few days ago, Mu Hanyan slapped a loud slap in the face in front of the crowd in the hall, and Mu Chengyang lost all face.

Originally thought that Mu Hanyan was severely injured with a palm, even if he was fined for half a year, he would be able to regain some face, but as soon as his grandfather said a word, Mu Hanyan jumped all over the place.

This time, even an idiot could guess that Mu Hanyan's injury was faked. He Mu Chengyang was slapped in the face without saying anything, and he also lost half a year's share.

Originally, he was counting on the big brother to give him a head start, then knowing that Mu Chengxuan said not to provoke him would be the end of the matter.

How could Mu Chengyang be convinced? Although he didn't dare to go against Mu Chengxuan's words, it would be good to look at the jokes and ridicule a few words.

"Don't worry, I won't let him do it." Seeing that the horse-faced guard was still a little hesitant, Mu Chengyang added.

"Then, well, the son must not do anything with him anymore. I heard that Mo Yanhong from the Mo family met Mu Hanyan a few days ago, and he couldn't help but do it and lost a good shop to go out. ." The horse-faced guard thought for a while, and then reminded Mu Chengyang again.

"I know, I know." Mu Chengyang said impatiently. I felt a little depressed in my heart: This Mu Hanyan is made of porcelain or jade, he can't stand it, and whoever encounters him will be unlucky.

This time, Mu Chengyang made up his mind, just watch the joke, and never do anything.

Soon, the two of them walked out the door.

Mu Chengyang never thought about it, is Mu Dawan's joke so good-looking? Who will become the joke in the end is uncertain.

...

At this time, in Mu Hanyan's small courtyard, the clanging sound that had been ringing for several days finally stopped.

As others described, the nine swords were not like swords, knives, axes, axes, sickles, and strange-shaped weapons were placed in front of Mu Hanyan. Although Mu Hanyan was careful enough, there were still three long swords because Due to its poor quality, it was broken into pieces, and in the end, nine of them were refined.

However, Mu Hanyan was already very satisfied with the result. After repeated smelting and training, coupled with the condensing of the Heavenly Heart Technique, these nine long swords (Mu Hanyan doesn't know if they should be called swords, but she doesn't know what they should be called, for the time being, they are still called swords). The quality of the sword is extremely pure, it may be slightly inferior to the Hanxiao sword, but it is slightly stronger than the swords of Huayue and others.

The only thing that made her dissatisfied was that Jiang Yuzhe had been fighting iron for a few days, but his skills had not improved at all. The appearance of these long swords was so ugly that even she couldn't stand it.

"It's finally done." Mu Hanyan said with a long sigh of relief as the last long sword was released.

"Master, the quality of these swords is really good, but it's really useless like this." Hua Yue looked at the long swords and shook her head.

Swordsmen use swords instead of knives. Naturally, there is a reason for this. In many swordsmanship and martial arts, only swords can exert the greatest power. But it is difficult to use, and when it is really used, it is not as good as their waist long sword.

"Who said it's useless?" Mu Hanyan smiled slightly, picked up a long sword, and struck a duel.

"This is..." Hua Yue and the others were stunned for a moment, and looked at Mu Hanyan suspiciously.

Ye Lanfeng saw what she was doing, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Mu Hanyan used the Divine Martial Art to Refine the Soul, and the Divine Sense penetrated into the inside of the long sword, and an invisible energy also poured into the long sword, quietly condensing.

Mu Hanyan was pleasantly surprised to find that, despite the continuous use of the Heavenly Heart Technique to temper the long sword in the past few days, although her cultivation level has not improved much, her spiritual sense has become more solid. The Divine Martial Soul Refining Jue was in motion, and Divine Sense was like a thin thread, tightly wrapping the energy in it.

Mu Hanyan's heart moved, and the silk thread began to slowly rotate and tighten, and the strength also continued to shrink, becoming more solid.

"Bang" There was a muffled sound on the long sword, and a crack spread like a spider web, and then burst open.

Mu Hanyan was stunned for a moment. It seemed that it was not that easy to seal the cultivation base.

However, Mu Hanyan was not discouraged. It was the first time just now, and failure was inevitable. After trying a few more times, there would always be success.

Mu Hanyan threw away the sword hilt in his hand and picked up another long sword.

"Bang... bang... bang" There was a muffled sound from time to time in the courtyard, and one long sword after another was broken into pieces in Mu Hanyan's hands.

Although these long swords look a little ugly, they are still the hard work of several days. Seeing one after another turn into scrap iron scum in Mu Hanyan's hands, Jiang Yuzhe and the others feel a little distressed, but seeing Mu Hanyan's hands. Han Yan's expression was solemn, but she didn't want to ask more questions, she just stood by the side honestly.

"Successful, finally successful!" Mu Hanyan played the last hand and let out a gratified laugh.

After completely abolishing seven long swords, Mu Hanyan finally sealed the success of his cultivation.

"What did you do?" Hua Yue and the others looked at the long sword in Mu Hanyan's hand inexplicably, and didn't notice the slightest difference.

Aside from being ugly, it's still ugly.

"Don't interrupt." Mu Hanyan concentratedly recalled the hand-judgment just now, picked up the last long sword, and continued to play a series of hand-jutsu.

This time, Hua Yue and the others raised their spirits and watched Mu Hanyan's hand strike intently. Just as the last hand strike was played, they finally discovered that a nearly transparent seal pattern had penetrated into the sword.

"Could it be, could it be..." Several people were shocked.

If they guessed correctly, Mu Hanyan should have been inspired by Ye Lanfeng and tried to seal the cultivation base in the sword.

However, Ye Lanfeng was able to do it, that was because he had the cultivation of the Sword Saint Realm, and the legendary Divine Sword - Po Jian, Mu Hanyan was only a first-rank swordsman, and he only used it in general. The long sword was only re-melted and forged, how could it be successful?

But seeing the joy on Mu Hanyan's face, it seemed that she had really succeeded. How did she do it?

"Young master deserves to be a talented genius. With just a few broken swords, he can actually seal his cultivation base. This fantastic idea, this method is unparalleled, he has never seen the ancients before, and never sees the newcomers. Solitary..." It was the first time that Zi Yan came back to his senses, and Mu Heng flew away with his head shaking his head.

"Nasty, flatterer." Han Yuner muttered in a low voice, looking at Zi Rong with contempt in her eyes.