I opened a medical clinic in Zongwu

Chapter 20 Tianwen
Time passed day by day, and another month passed in the blink of an eye.

During this month, Mu Xuan was still the same as before. In the morning, he practiced basic swordsmanship and the Dugu Nine Swords that Uncle Zhao taught him. Congenital no phase refers to the sword.

During this period, Mu Xuan also took time to go to Guangyang Mansion to deal with the people who were arranged by the Five Poison Sect to sell medicinal materials outside, and bought some medicinal materials. Of course, they were all normal ones.

Some precious medicinal materials, Muxuan, are going to wait until they are in the innate realm before buying them.

Mu Xuan's schedule is full, to be honest, he's a little tired!
Having made up his mind, Muxuan was already thinking about finding a suitable opportunity to change Jishitang into Sanbuyi.

Of the twelve meridians, Mu Xuan has already opened up ten meridians, and only two are left. Mu Xuan can break through to the innate realm. Mu Xuan estimated that it will take at least one and a half months.

After Mu Xuan thought about it for a month and a half, when he broke through the innate realm, it was time to change his name to Sanbuyi!
This morning, Mu Xuan was holding a fine steel sword, and was using the Dugu Nine Swords, the broken sword style, the broken palm style, and the broken knife style, all moves were used by Mu Xuan. Cane, nodding his head with a smile.

After a long time, Mu Xuan finished his set of sword skills, and looked at Uncle Zhao with a smile, "Uncle Zhao, how are you?"

"Really good!"

Uncle Zhao nodded, this time he was not afraid of Mu Xuan being arrogant, Dugu Nine Swords is not an easy skill!However, Mu Xuan was able to fully grasp it within a month, which is really amazing!

"This is also thanks to Uncle Zhao!"

Mu Xuan said with a smile, glanced at the fine steel sword in his hand, put it back into the scabbard, then walked towards Uncle Zhao, stretched out his hand to support him, but touched Uncle Zhao's crutch with his right hand, I don't have a deep understanding of martial arts such as martial arts and palm techniques, and I still can't comprehend the essence of such moves as breaking the knife. Fortunately, Uncle Zhao can help me solve my doubts!"

Uncle Zhao narrowed his eyes, looked at Mu Xuan, and picked up the crutch in his right hand. On the other end of the crutch, Mu Xuan's right hand was holding his crutch, "Is that how you thank me?"

Zhao Bo laughed angrily.

"Tsk, Uncle Zhao, let's be kind!"

Mu Xuan clicked his tongue, with such an expression on your face.

"Uncle Zhao, we both have agreed. If I can master Dugu Nine Swords within a month, you will give me this crutched sword. Why are you turning your back on it?"

Mu Xuan said with a smile.

Uncle Zhao shook his head, "I've seen a thick-skinned old man, but I've never seen one as thick as you!"

"I don't seem to have fulfilled your so-called bet, old man?"

Uncle Zhao asked with a smile.

During this time, Mu Xuan disliked that the fine steel sword was not as sharp as the crutches, so he focused on his crutches.

Uncle Zhao clearly remembered that that day Muxuan poured him a whole pot of daughter red!

Uncle Zhao knew this well, so he pretended to be drunk. When Mu Xuan saw him drunk, he leaned forward, and the devil-like whisper sounded in his ears, "Uncle Zhao, we Let's make a bet, if I practice Dugu Nine Swords within a month, you crutches, give it to me!"

Hearing this, Uncle Zhao became sober decisively, and Mu Xuan had the cheek to say every day that he had agreed to Mu Xuan's bet.

Mu Xuan didn't make jokes any more, he was ready to convince others with reasoning, "Uncle Zhao, a real master, who has a weapon, look at Zhang Sanfeng..."

Uncle Zhao snorted coldly, "He has a real sword!"

"Senior Dugu Qiubai has reached the realm where no sword wins with a sword, but doesn't he use a sword?"

Mu Xuan asked again.

"Hmph, have you seen him? The old man has seen him. I said he used a sword, so he used a sword!"

Uncle Zhao retorted again, and the refutation was full of strength. What Mu Xuan said was only what he had heard, but this one has seen it with his own eyes!
"Uncle Zhao, I actually think that using your Sunflower Collection of martial arts and weapons like embroidery needles is the most suitable!"

Mu Xuan decided to change direction to persuade Uncle Zhao.

"Bring an embroidery needle with you, old man, I am worried that I will prick myself in my sleep!"

Uncle Zhao laughed. Seeing that Mu Xuan wanted to speak, Uncle Zhao shook his head, "That's all right, all right, you kid, don't you just want a weapon!"

"You see, my fine steel sword is too ordinary. If I meet seniors in the world in the future, and they ask me who taught me the sword technique, if I say it is you, they will laugh at your status, and they will not give up. Use this kind of ordinary weapon for the younger generation?!"

As Mu Xuan said, he shook his head and sighed again, as if I was thinking about your old man's reputation.

"Bingren, there will be, you just have to wait, kid, what's the rush?"

Uncle Zhao said with a smile.

Mu Xuan raised his head and looked at Uncle Zhao upon hearing the words, what do you mean?
"When the old man was in the palace, I had quite a collection. Among many weapons, I chose a crutch sword. It was easy to use and powerful. However, among the old man's many collections, there was another A sword is as powerful as this crutch!"

The smile on Uncle Zhao's face paused, and he said seriously.

Mu Xuan showed doubts in his eyes, with such a good weapon, why don't you keep it for yourself?

Uncle Zhao saw the curiosity in Muxuan's eyes, and immediately explained, "I'm so old, is it possible that I still have to walk around with a sword? This crutch sword is obviously more suitable for me!"

"It's not that I haven't thought about putting the blade of Wenjian's sword into a crutch, but the shape of Wenjian's sword is so beautiful that I couldn't bear to destroy it, so I collected it! It's better to keep it than to give it away. Here you go!"

Hearing Uncle Zhao's words, a touch of emotion flashed in Mu Xuan's eyes. This Uncle Zhao was gifting both martial arts and a precious sword. This is how he got the Heavenly Wen Sword...

and many more!

God ask? !
Mu Xuan's eyes widened, and he looked at Uncle Zhao, "Uncle Zhao, you are asking about a sword today, whose sword is it?"

"I don't know about this either, old man, I accidentally got it from a tomb robber. The word Tianwen is engraved on the sword body!"

Uncle Zhao shook his head.

Mu Xuan also shook his head, who cares, let's see it when we get it!
Mu Xuan felt that the crutch sword in Uncle Zhao's hand was sharp enough, but the sharpness of Wen Wen's that day was still higher than the crutch sword, which is really extraordinary!

Judging from this point alone, Mu Xuan doesn't care if the sword is Qin Shihuang's sword or not, as long as it is sharp enough, Mu Xuan likes it!
whee!The strength is about to become stronger again!
I can live happily again!

"Uncle Zhao, where is Tianwen? I'll go get it myself!"

Mu Xuan hurriedly asked, Uncle Zhao didn't know where to put such a magic weapon, what if someone stole it, really!

"Your strength is too low, brat. When I break through the innate realm, I will consider whether to take Tianwen to you! During this period of time, I will be honest and practical with this fine steel long sword to hone my sword skills and martial arts!"

"Besides, you are quite brave, you dare to grab the old man's crutches directly!"

Uncle Zhao smiled, Mu Xuan only felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, and immediately turned around to run the sunflower movement and wanted to leave, but the next moment, Mu Xuan's acupuncture points were tapped, and he felt sore and itchy, like ten thousand The ants are gnawing on Muxuan, it doesn't hurt, but it's unbearable!
"Hahaha~! Uncle Zhao, I'm tickled to death!"

Mu Xuan couldn't bear it anymore, he laughed until tears flowed down his face.

"The old man gave you eighteen big holes, and it will be untied automatically in four hours! But if the old man is you, try to see if you can break free by yourself, otherwise, laugh for four hours, the old man is sure, and you will definitely do it tomorrow!" I can't get up!"

Mu Xuan laughed loudly while listening to Uncle Zhao, "Listen carefully, the old man only says it once!"

Uncle Zhao told Mu Xuan how to unlock the acupoints by himself.

With good intentions, he took the opportunity to pass on Muxuan's Jianghu experience. If someone taps his acupoints in the future, he can also untie them according to his method.

It's just... Uncle Zhao's finger strength and internal strength are far beyond Mu Xuan's imagination. Mu Xuan can only wear off Uncle Zhao's finger strength little by little, and then unlock the acupoints.

In the meantime... laugh!
"Hmph, brat!"

Uncle Zhao came out of the clinic, and heard Mu Xuan's laughing voice, he smiled complacently, and then walked into the inn. He was getting older, and he wanted to chat, but he didn't want to chat with someone who could only laugh. Just go across to the inn and have some fun.

(End of this chapter)