Xuantian 1: Ancient Xuandongtian

Yanmo Mountain, Feiyemen.

A young monk in a blue robe sat on the seat, drinking three grades of spiritual tea carelessly.

A foot away from the young man, there are three people, two of them are standing side by side, and one is standing side by side.

The style of the secluded blue robe is somewhat similar to Mu Hanchan's former Nether Xuanqing training suit.It's just that his robe is just a middle-grade magic weapon, it only has a simple protective function, and it doesn't have any cultivation bonus.

Judging by the degree of brewing of the spirit tea, it is obvious that it has been a long time.

"Both of you want to vote for me, too?" The young man glanced at the two of them and said.

Wang Shuo said quickly, "It would be great if we could be accepted."

"I, Feiye Sect, are ranked in the top ten in the entire Yanmo Mountain. I am the thirteenth disciple under the seat of Master, but I am still only an inner sect, and I am not a true disciple.

What kind of cultivation are you, and you have the confidence to seek refuge? "

"This..." Wang Shuo looked ugly, not knowing what to say.

Mu Hanchan also frowned tightly and said nothing.

"Cousin." Wu Ke said with some embarrassment on his face.

The young monk said sharply: "Shut up, I said you can come to join me, but did I ask you to bring someone?"

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Wu Ke had an ugly look on his face, he didn't expect his cousin to be such a different person, becoming so mean.

"All pigs and dogs can come and go through the back door? Look at your cultivation base and aptitude."

The young monk took a sip of tea and continued.

Wang Shuo's face had turned into a liver-colored color, and Mu Hanchan was also frowning.The two of them had no idea that their refuge this time turned into humiliation.

Not only did the two of them not expect, even Wu Ke himself did not expect that young people would be so shameless.

This young monk is naturally Wu Ke's cousin.

The thirteen disciples of the Feiye Sect in Yanmo Mountain had only reached the completion of the single state of Lingyuan last year.

And Feiyemen just happened to be ranked in the top ten of Yanmo Mountain last year.

Because every time before formal recruitment, they will be sorted according to the comprehensive strength of each sect, and it is also convenient for new disciples to choose their ideal sect for cultivation.One trick every five years, and the order of the Yamanakamen is also changed every five years.

Mu Hanchan finally opened his mouth and said, "Even if you don't accept us, you don't have to be so mean?"

"What are you? How dare you talk back to me?"

Wu Zifeng said that he didn't take Mu Hanchan seriously at all. Even though Mu Hanchan had already condensed to the eighth level of Yuan Yuan, and Wu Ke had just talked about his admission to the hospital, it was still not enough in his eyes.

Because he has already completed the single state of the spiritual origin state.

"Why don't I dare talk back to you?"

Mu Hanchan replied, and said: "What kind of pigs and dogs are we, and what kind of cow and donkey are you?"

"You, a little handyman disciple, dare to speak wild words?" Wu Zifeng asked with sharp eyes, as if he couldn't believe that this handyman at the eighth level of condensed essence dared to contradict himself.

"Aren't you consummated in the single state? Why are you still just an inner disciple? I heard that anyone who has reached the single state of Lingyuan can become a true disciple in the sect."

Mu Hanchan said again: "You have completed the Single Realm but still can't be promoted, why?"

"you!"

Wu Zifeng stood up suddenly.

"cousin!"

Wu Ke shouted hastily, pulled Mu Hanchan again, and said, "Quickly apologize to my cousin."

"He insulted us first, why should I apologize?" Mu Hanchan said.

Wang Shuo was on the sidelines in a daze, not knowing what to say at all.Because he did not expect Wu Zifeng to be so arrogant and mean to them, and he also did not expect Mu Hanchan to be so unyielding.

"Good! Good!"

Wu Zifeng laughed back in anger, grabbed the long sword in his hand, and wanted to teach Mu Hanchan a lesson.

Mu Hanchan's eyes turned cold, he took a step back, and quickly took off the holster.

The moment the gun holster was removed, a powerful aura surged out, as if it had been suppressed for a long time.

When the aura passed by, everyone's hair was brushed.

"This, is this a high-grade magic weapon?"

Wu Zifeng froze in place, his hand was still in the posture of drawing the sword, but he froze and did not continue to draw it out.

"Yes!"

Mu Hanchan replied concisely.

Whoosh!
It seemed that he felt that the other party had already opened his gun, and if he didn't draw his sword, it would be too embarrassing, so Wu Zifeng also drew his sword.

"Very good! Mine is also a high-grade magic weapon!"

Wu Zifeng said coldly.

But no matter who the six people present, even including himself, felt that the aura of his high-grade magic weapon was inferior to Mu Hanchan's high-grade magic weapon, spear, by more than a little bit.

Mu Hanchan's green dragon and phoenix gun is sold at the top grade, but in fact the real grade has completely reached the top grade, even a bit between the top grade and the top grade.It was only because it was a smuggled product with limited sales channels that Mu Hanchan bought it cheaply with 88 spirit stones.

"I don't want to really do it, but if you do it, I won't let you go."

Mu Hanchan said.

"Cousin, Brother Mu, can you stop being so impulsive, we can sit down and have a good chat." Wu Ke said.

Mu Hanchan said: "When others insult you for no reason, how can you not be impulsive? When others look at you with contempt, how can you have a good chat? The three of us have been in the door for so long, let alone give tea, he Are we seated?"

"But we are here to rely on cousin"

"It's seeking refuge, not seeking humiliation."

Mu Hanchan said.

Wang Shuo finally said, "Your cousin doesn't want the two of us, you can just say it straight, he didn't want to humiliate us."

Mu Hanchan said again: "I don't think your cousin is doing well. I don't suggest you follow him. Let's say goodbye."

After finishing speaking, he left, and Wang Shuo followed suit.

"Hey! Brother Mu! Brother Wang."

Wu Ke called out twice, but failed to catch up with them.

After the two left.

"Cousin, why do you treat the two of them like this?" Wu Ke asked.

Wu Zifeng said: "I just gave them two a blow. Who knew they were so unbearable to be humiliated. They couldn't even stand a little bit of ridicule."

"But..., but..."

Wu Ke opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

"Why didn't you tell me that the man in the middle has a high-grade magic weapon?" Wu Zifeng asked.

"I, I," Wu Ke said, "I don't know either, and you have no chance to tell me."

"I'm asking, both of you want to vote for me under Feiye's sect? Didn't you ask you to speak before? You only said that he has extraordinary combat power, fighting seven or eight people without any injuries, but you didn't mention that he has a top grade magic weapon."

"I really don't know. He has been wrapped with a spirit binding thread and has a gun holster. Although I feel extraordinary, I think it is the most middle-grade."

Wu Ke explained.

"Do you think, do you know how much misjudgment you think you have brought me?" Wu Zifeng didn't reflect on whether he had done anything wrong, but instead blamed his cousin Wu Ke.

He also said: "If I knew that he had a high-grade magic weapon, then I would definitely give him a seat and serve tea. But if he doesn't have it, it is completely impossible to receive this kind of treatment."

Wu Ke said, "Cousin, I know I was wrong."

"What about now?" Wu Ke asked.

Wu Zifeng thought for a while and said, "You go back and invite them over again, just say that I lost my composure. You can discuss the matter of getting started again."

"Okay, got it, cousin." Wu Ke said, and then went.

In the courtyard of three.

Mu Hanchan's face was gloomy.

"It's too deceiving." Wang Shuo said.

He also said: "This Wu Ke is really real. He didn't say a word for us, watching his cousin humiliate us. It's really useless for me to treat him as a brother, and it's useless for me to tell him to get up early every day."

Mu Hanchan said: "They are relatives, we are just friends with him."

"His relative is not very good! He didn't treat him very well." Wang Shuo said.

Mu Hanchan thought for a while and said, "You can't just look at the surface, maybe it was done on purpose for us to see. But even if it was done on purpose, it's unforgivable, because he has a better way."

"Yes! You insulted us for no reason." Wang Shuo said again.

Suddenly, Wang Shuo asked: "By the way, Brother Mu, how did you get this long spear? Is it really a high-grade magic weapon?"

"Ok!"

Mu Hanchan replied.

"How did you get it? Was it given by the family? Or is there another way to say it?" Wang Shuo asked.

Mu Hanchan said, "I don't have a family."

"What the hell?"

"I said I picked it up, do you believe it?" Mu Hanchan looked at Wang Shuo and said.

"Hey, Brother Mu, stop joking, you picked it up? Would a ghost believe it? A high-grade magic weapon can be used at least a hundred times. It is impossible for anyone to throw it away easily. Even if the durability is gone, it can still be sold as a mold. Impossible, impossible!"

Wang Shuo said.

"Okay then, I bought it. It's in a sand city far to the west."

Mu Hanchan said.

"How many spirit stones?"

"Twenty dollars."

"so cheap?"

He also said: "I heard that the price of high-grade magical artifacts is generally above 120 spirit stones."

"That's a price increase for you, usually between 80 and 120. If it exceeds this price, it means it has changed hands, or you will be charged IQ tax."

Mu Hanchan said.

"You have such a good spear, so it's impossible for you to only wear the uniform of one of our low-rank handymen?"

Wang Shuo asked again.

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"What else do you have?"

Seeing that she couldn't pretend, Mu Hanchan said, "There is also a middle-grade magic weapon set. I also bought it in Shacheng, with 35 spirit stones."

"How many sets?"

"Five-piece suit."

"88+35." Wang Shuo thought for a while, then asked, "How many spirit stones do you have?"

Mu Hanchan said, "I can't tell you that."

So Wang Shuo said: "Brother Mu, I'm afraid you can be included in the ranks of capital monks."

"What capital monk?"

Mu Hanchan questioned.

"It means monks who have a family, have talents, have skills, or have spirit stones, or have equipment, etc., and everything is level, and their strength far exceeds the average line. These people are collectively called capital monks.

Corresponding to this is the common monk. "

Wang Shuo said, and then said: "People like me are ordinary monks, and there is nothing in their body that is higher than low-grade. Even the knife in their hands is a low-grade magic weapon that was bought after saving spirit stones for a long time."