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Chapter 1043 Infant crouching dragon!

"Where did you learn this sword technique? It's so light and fluffy, I think it would take a lot of effort to kill a chicken!" Chen Muyu said.

"You bullshit!"

The little girl got a little anxious, "This is the Changhong swordsmanship, passed down by Master Heiyunguan Changhong..."

"In that case, it can only be that Daoist Changhong is too weak!" Chen Muyu said.

The little girl curled her lips, "Reverend Changhong is a great power at the Void Refining Realm..."

"Haha, when will the Void Refining Realm be called a great power?"

Chen Muyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this was the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, when martial arts was at its peak, so it can only be said that this little girl is too young and her vision is too narrow.

The little girl was very annoyed, "Reverend Changhong can split a large rock with a width of one foot with just one iron sword. You underestimate him so much, can you do it too?"

Chen Muyu stretched out his hand, and the wooden sword in the little girl's hand appeared in Chen Muyu's hand.

It's a little small, she should have cut it herself, and it's not neat.

"I also have a set of swordsmanship. I haven't had time to name it yet. I don't know how it compares to the swordsmanship of the real Changhong you mentioned. I just want you to appreciate it for me, girl?"

As Chen Muyu said, he swiped the wooden sword in his hand and pointed to the air.

"boom!"

It's like a thunderbolt in the air.

The clouds in the sky churned, forming a vortex in an instant, and countless sword qi fell like raindrops.

shhhhhh...

In the blink of an eye, within tens of miles, an unknown mountain was whittled to powder in the rain of swords.

Huang Yueying was in the same place now, watching this scene from a distance, she was dumbfounded.

At this moment, the three views seem to be torn apart and reshaped.

A mountain that stood majestically just now was destroyed by a single sword?

Chen Muyu raised the sword in his hand and passed it to Huang Yueying. It has to be said that it is really difficult to hold back a little effort in the realm of a saint.

"How about little sister, how does my sword just now compare to the real Changhong you mentioned?" Chen Muyu asked with a smile.

Huang Yueying took the sword away nonchalantly.

Suddenly woke up, and quickly bowed down in front of Chen Muyu.

"What are you doing?" Chen Muyu asked.

Huang Yueying hastily bowed, "Please the immortal accept Yueying as a disciple..."

Chen Muyu laughed, "Do you want to worship me as a teacher?"

Huang Yueying raised her head, nodded very seriously and excitedly.

In her limited memory, the strongest martial artist she has ever seen is Changhong Daoist from Heiyun Temple. She was already shocked by cutting a boulder with a sword. Now she saw Chen Muyu trigger a celestial phenomenon with a sword, instantly destroying a mountain , This could not be the method of the immortal, then tell me, what is the method of the immortal?
What's more, in this era, there are indeed immortals left in the world.

She herself is extremely smart, and now she meets a fairy, how can she miss this fairy fate?

"Can you tell me why?" Chen Muyu asked.

Huang Yueying said, "Nowadays the world is in chaos, soldiers are in trouble everywhere, and the people are in dire straits. Although Yueying is small, if she can succeed in her studies, one is for self-protection, and the other is for the common people..."

The words are sincere and well said.

Chen Muyu raised his hand, "Get up, I don't accept disciples, but meeting is fate, I can teach you about your cultivation!"

Recruiting apprentices is a top priority, and Chen Muyu is not the kind of careless person.

Huang Yueying was a little disappointed at first, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, a little joy appeared on her face.

"Yueying thanks the immortal!"

Although I can't be a teacher, but the immortal is willing to teach me, that is already a great immortal fate.

……

Chen Muyu sat down by the river, and asked Huang Yueying to show her sword skills in full.

This swordsmanship, in the mortal realm, might not be regarded as top-notch, there are loopholes everywhere, every move is flawed, Chen Muyu shook his head repeatedly.

With Chen Muyu's realm, he casually optimized it, improved the seven-style sword formula, and integrated two more powerful sword formulas into it, one move of the falling sword technique, and one move of the giant sword technique. I didn't bother to change it, so I named it Changhong Jianjue.

In addition, the nine-style spear technique was evolved from the Changhong nine-style, named Guanri spear technique, which was passed on to her.

After all, marksmanship is more practical to kill the enemy in battle.

In the end, I also passed on her Changhong Guanri inner strength method, which is not very high-end, but it is enough to cultivate to the Golden Fairyland.

It's not high-end, it's just not high-end for Chen Muyu, no matter how you say it, it's also produced by a sage, no matter how bad it is, it won't be much worse.

After passing on these three exercises, Chen Muyu was sweating all over. Given his current state, it would be too difficult for him to create a few low-end exercises.

Just like a high-achieving liberal arts student, if you want him to imitate the tone of a kindergarten kid and write a composition full of mistakes, it is even more difficult than writing a novel.

Three days later, Chen Muyu was about to leave.

"Uncle, where are you going?"

Huang Yueying led the horse and followed Chen Muyu into the city.

Chen Muyu said, "Didn't I tell you that day, go find your husband!"

When Huang Yueying heard this, she blushed to death, "Uncle, you are making fun of me."

Chen Muyu laughed, "I didn't make fun of you, to be precise, he is your future husband!"

Future husband?
The little girl touched her face, she was young, she didn't understand these things, and she was not confident about her appearance, Chen Muyu told her this, of course she felt uneasy.

"How about it, do you want to go and have a look?" Chen Muyu asked.

Huang Yueying said awkwardly, "I haven't been home for three days, my parents are probably in a hurry!"

"It won't take long!"

Chen Muyu shook his head, "Don't you wonder what your future husband will look like?"

"This……"

Huang Yueying was stunned for a moment, she had already determined that Chen Muyu was a god, and what the god said must not be false.

It must be a lie to say that I am not curious, Huang Yueying hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

……

In an instant, the two of them joined forces, and they had already appeared in the land of Yuzhang.

Huang Yueying's three views were once again greatly shocked by such godly methods.

On the hillside, a little boy is grazing cattle on the slope.

The cow was grazing on the slope, and the little boy was sitting under a tree, not knowing why he was in a daze.

"Uncle, it can't be him, right?" Not far away, Huang Yueying looked at the boy, obviously a little disappointed.

She looks stupid, not awake at all, this is her future husband, a tattered cowherd boy, this is too...

Chen Muyu showed a smile, "Don't underestimate him, he is now a dragon lying on the hill, and when he soars into the sky in the future, he will shock the world!"

Huang Yueying was puzzled.

However, Chen Muyu had transformed into an old man with white hair and long beard, walking down the slope.

"Bro!"

The little boy was in a daze under the tree when a sudden call woke him up.

Looking up, he saw an old man with a fairy demeanor and a childlike face, he quickly got up to meet him, and bowed deeply to the old man.

(End of this chapter)