Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty Collection Sword Art
"court death!"
"Hehe, I can move my hands and feet again!"
"If you dare to act arrogantly in front of the boss, you must make him remember it more and not dare to commit it again in the future!"
With a grim smile, several servants surrounded him, and more of them sneered. There were one or two such thorns every once in a while, and most of them had some cultivation, but so what?
When you come to the sword tomb to serve, you have to lie on your leeway, and you have to leap on your leeway! Otherwise, you will lose your life in no time.
But this time, what they faced was Mo Yu. Although they came in a low-key manner and sneaked into the Taibai Sword Sect of Dayi, they did not have the necessity of these cats and dogs.
Bang!
Bang!
In the howling pain, several servants surrounded the bodies of the men and threw them away, and knocked over the stone table and chairs all over the floor. Mo Yu held his hand, not really hurting them, but these guys were so slippery and tight, and they were all hesitant, but they refused to stand up again.
The onlookers in the yard also widened their eyes and showed deep awe. They hurriedly lowered their heads and avoided the boss's eyes. It seemed that there was a really tricky evil star today. They didn't have time to hide, so they dared to provoke him.
Bang!
The gloomy man slapped the stone table in front of him into seven or eight pieces, scattered in a mess. He looked coldly and said in a cold voice: "It's true that there are some skills, but here, Mr. Song, I'm the only one who says it all!"
He moved his feet and kicked up a piece of gravel, roaring and ramming, breaking through the air, making a harsh sound of breaking through the air. The figure of this man moved, following the gravel, roaring and approaching!
Mo Yu had no expression on his face. When the gravel approached, he slapped it out and smashed it with a palm! Countless gravels rolled out, smashing the man into a bruised and swollen face, but before he could react, his neck was tightly grasped!
Song Shi's body stiffened, feeling the palm like iron pliers. He was afraid that if he used a little force, he could crush his throat to pieces! A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he knew that he had kicked the iron plate and gritted his teeth and said, "This brother, Song is not aware of Mount Tai. It's all my fault now. But the outer ants are not fighting each other, otherwise they will be severely punished by the sect. My uncle is the elder of the outer sect's servant department. If something happens, I will definitely not be able to cover it up!"
Mo Yu glanced at him and said lightly: "From today, I have the final say here."
"Yes!" Song Shi felt relieved, but he sneered in his heart. He agreed to this person for the time being, and when he got out, he went to report to his uncle.
With this person's cultivation level, it is obviously extraordinary to get involved in the external sect. Even if it's okay, it's not difficult to get him dirty and a crime of ill-intentioned behavior. Then it will fall into his hands and there will be a time when this kid kowtows and begs for mercy!
But at this moment, Song Shi's face suddenly froze, and his eyes were painful and fearful! He clearly sensed that a force forced into his body and merged into his soul. It was gloomy and terrifying, and exuded an absolute cold aura.
Mo Yu stopped, "Clean up a place for me. I don't like to disturb me. You will still deal with the daily affairs here. I remind you that it is best not to play tricks, otherwise..."
He had not finished his words and looked cold, but the more he did so, the more he made Song Shi feel cold in his heart.
Although the power that was integrated into the soul quickly became silent. But the chill reminded Song Shi all the time. He had intuition that his life had been controlled by the people in front of him, whether to die or live, was only in his thoughts. This feeling made him angry, but more fear! Could it be that the people in front of him really had ulterior motives to sneak into the sect? But why did he come to the servitude, was it because he was coming to steal the sword?
Song Shi suddenly realized that no matter how much he thought about it, what would be the use of it? Unless he wanted to die, he could only pretend that he didn't know anything, and even had to help the person in front of him hide it. His mouth was full of bitterness, and he bowed and said, "Yes, sir."
...
The errand houses were built in a simple manner, and even the room he lived in during the Song Dynasty was only spacious and tidy. Now that it was cleaned up, it has become Mo Yu's residence.
At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged with seven or eight jade slips placed in front of him. These were the sword techniques he collected from the serial servants whom he ordered the Song Dynasty to practice. Although they were rewarded by the inner sect, after careful consideration, they did not help him in his own problems.
"Sir, Song Shi asked for a visit." A respectful voice came from outside the door.
Mo Yu looked up and said, "Come in."
The door was pushed open from outside, and Song Shi lowered his head slightly, walked over quickly, greeted him again, "Greetings to the Lord."
The day before yesterday, he brought some gifts and went to see his uncle without showing any expression, deliberately shaking in front of him for a long time. But his uncle obviously did not notice something wrong with him. This made Song Shi feel a little more awe of Mo Yu, and he stopped thinking about other thoughts. He just wanted to complete the explanation of the evil man in front of him, so he could spare himself in the future.
"After I was young, I have had good friends with monks from all walks of life. These jade slips are my rubbing of their sword skills. I don't know if they are useful to adults. Please check it first." Song Shi took out more than a dozen jade slips, bowed his body and presented them with both hands.
This was not an errand that Mo Yu had assigned him, but Song Shi thought that since he wanted to collect sword skills by himself, it would be no bad thing to get a few more pieces. If this evil man could change his attitude towards him, it would not be a waste of his troubles.
Mo Yu glanced at this person, understood his thoughts, reached out to take them, and there was nothing wrong with it. Then he explored a trace of soul power. In the past two days, he has also comprehended several sword techniques. With his cultivation level, even if he had never practiced swords, his comprehending speed was extremely fast. Now that he has some understanding of swords, he can judge whether these sword techniques are useful by looking at them. Therefore, he quickly took back his soul and frowned slightly.
Seeing him pondering, Song Shi hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Sir, I don't know your purpose, but the high-level sword techniques of Taibai Sword Sect are all in the inner sect. Those who are given to our external sect servants are all rags. It is normal for you to look down on them." In his heart, he already regarded Mo Yu as a powerful man who sneaked into the sect and stole the sword techniques. But if you come to the external sect servants to look for them, it would be a damn thing to gain.
"What do you want to say?"
"Report to the adults, the young one is just a reminder to you that the true and profound sword techniques are all in the Sword Pavilion. Only disciples of the inner sect can enter them according to their identity and choose to practice. I am afraid that you will not gain much if you stay here."
Go quickly!
Let's go quickly!
Let me go and harm others!
Song Shi muttered in his heart.
Mo Yu pondered and said nothing. Although Song Shi spoke with selfish thoughts, what he said was true. Staying in the sermons of the outer sect can avoid attracting attention, but he cannot access the truly profound sword techniques of the Taibai Sword Sect. In this way, staying here is equivalent to wasting time. Is the disciple of the inner sect? His eyes flashed slightly, and suddenly he thought of the stone house he saw when he first came to the sword tomb.
"When I came to Jianzhong, I saw a stone house on a hill outside the valley. Who is living in this house?"
Song Shi was happy. The evil man was finally guided by him to the direction of harming others, but his brows quickly frowned. How to choose Senior Sister Haiyun, she is extremely strong. She had a thought in her mind, but she did not dare to delay any more, and said carefully: "In the stone house, Senior Sister Haiyun lives with the Seventh Fighter. It is said that his ancestors had an old age with the Seventh Sword Master, but they all died for some reason. The status is relatively high in the inner sect disciples, and they are likely to be accepted as core disciples." After hesitating for a moment, he said: "Senior Sister Haiyun is strong and ranks 78th on the Earth Sword List. It is best for seniors to change a target."
"Haiyun...Is this woman always staying in Jianzhong?"
"Yes, Senior Sister Haiyun has invited her for five years to use the energy of the sword tomb to sharpen her own sword intent."
Mo Yu thought for a few breaths and waved his hand and said, "You go down."
Song Shi complained secretly, this evil man was obviously not moved by himself. If he wanted to beat Senior Sister Haiyun, it would be revealed that you are dead, but don’t implicate me and die together. But let alone mention these things, he didn’t even dare to show them, and he respectfully bowed and left.
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Haiyun wore a long skirt of an ordinary disciple of the inner sect, but she looked beautiful and had a charming figure. Even though her pretty face was cold and had no expression, she still looked like a poetic and picturesque look, and she looked beautiful and charming.
But the servants here didn't dare to raise their heads, and their faces were full of respect and awe.
The Taibai Sword Sect of the Great Freedom is very strict, and the disciples of the outer sect are just servants, equivalent to servants raised by ordinary large families. The disciples of the inner sect can be regarded as blood descendants in the family. The status between the two is very different!
In normal days, the things in the sword tomb were handled by Song Shi and other servants. However, every three months, when inspecting the sword tomb, the disciples at the garrison had to lead them to clean them up to show their respect for the fallen ancestors.
And today is the time to inspect the sword tomb.
Hai Yun's eyes were very cold, as sharp as a sword. Scandal simply made Song Shi and others get goose bumps. No wonder they didn't dare to have any charming thoughts when facing such a beautiful beauty.
"When everyone is here, let's go."
She turned around and walked into the sword tomb. She didn't even look at the extra faces such as Mo Yu and others. Or, in this woman's opinion, these servants were the same and were not worthy of her attention.
Song Shi was still the nominal leader. Yu Guang glanced carefully and saw that Mo Yu did not show any strange looks. Then he felt a little relieved and made a gesture to lead everyone to follow.
The sword tomb, as its name suggests, is a place to bury swords! All the cultivation of the Great Free Taibai Sword Sect is to cultivate one sword in one lifetime, and the sword is like the person! If it dies, its sword will be taken back to the sect and sent to the place for burial. Over the years, since the establishment of the Taibai Sword Sect, I don’t know how many burial swords have been accumulated. Although the sword master died, his sword intent remains, which is preserved in the sword tomb and at the same time becomes a protective formation!
Chapter completed!