The morning light lifted off the veil of night and spread down through the clouds. The hazy Yunzhou City also ushered in a new day under the nascent sunshine.

At this time, Mu Qiuhuang had already dressed up under Xia He's service. Although Mu Qiuhuang had completely lost sleep last night, the strange thing was that he did not feel sleepy this morning, but was full of energy.

After breakfast, Mu Qiuhuang went to his study room. Although he had not been back for more than a year, the study room was cleaned as clean as new. Mu Qiuhuang fiddled with the bookshelf for a while as usual, and then took out the books.

The unknown box came out, and after some fussing, he opened the box and took out the machete he had always carried.

After Mu Qiuhuang's Qihai was destroyed and told that he could not practice martial arts, Mu Qiuhuang sealed up the scimitar. Later, when he went to Wudang Mountain, he was not sure whether he could really recover as before, so he did not

Carry this scimitar... Now that the sea of ​​​​qi has returned to its original state, it is natural that the scimitar should no longer be covered in dust.

Mu Qiuhuang picked up the scimitar named "Feng Yue" again, and glanced at the blade with extremely gentle eyes, as if looking at an old lover... Finally, Mu Qiuhuang murmured in a low voice:

"Old friend, long time no see."

When Mu Qiuhuang came out of the study again, she already had a scimitar on her waist.

Chuntao, who had been waiting outside the study for a long time, quickly expressed her congratulations when she saw the state.

After Mu Qiuhuang took a few oil paper bags and a bottle of wine that Chuntao had prepared in advance, she swayed out of Wutong Garden and went straight to the library.

Since he planned to visit the pavilion slave, he naturally had to prepare some gifts and leave empty-handed. This was not Mu Qiuhuang's style.

To be able to settle in the library pavilion and become a pavilion guard slave, there is naturally no shortage of gold, silver, jade, and beautiful women in pink, so Mu Qiuhuang only brought them some ordinary food.

However, although the food is ordinary, there is a lot of thought in it. If Mu Qiuhuang had not been hanging out in the library for a long time, it would be difficult to catch the tricky taste buds of these old men. For example, Old Zhao only loves Huadiao.

Drunken chicken; Old Man Wei likes brine, duck feet, duck tongues, duck necks...; Old Man Han likes a good bite of pig head meat, but it must be the kind that makes his mouth flow; Old Man Qi is keen on Lanling wine; Old Man Qin only eats

Fresh raw beef must be bloody; Old Man Yan likes to chew some fried and crispy small yellow croakers; and the last Old Man Chu has no interest in meat and wine, and likes to eat some sweet and greasy pastries.

…

There are three floors in the library, and the whole building is in the shape of "Hui".

Mu Qiuhuang stood directly in the center of the word "Hui" on the first floor and shouted at the top of her voice: "Old men, get up and eat."

A voice shouted out, and the surrounding doors opened in response, and then six old men were seen sticking their heads out from the corridor on the second floor.

"Boy, are you back?" Chu Xiuyang said with a smile.

"I just came back yesterday." Mu Qiuhuang said with a slight smile.

Han Shiyi then asked: "Boy, how is your Qihai recovery now?"

"Do you even need to ask? That loud voice just now was louder than a rooster..."

Yan Wuhui answered, making everyone laugh.

"Boy, I can smell the blood. If you don't throw the beef over to me, it won't be fresh if you wrap it for a while." Qin Wuyang said.

"Old man Qin, take it." Mu Qiuhuang took out the oil paper bag containing the raw beef and threw it up.

Qin Wuyang took it and took a big bite and said, "You're so thoughtful, the beef is still warm. It must have been slaughtered just this morning, right?"

"That's natural. When I slaughtered the ox just now, I was covered in blood!" Mu Qiuhuang said, claiming credit.

"You boy, in my opinion, even if you don't recover your Qi Hai... your mouth alone is enough to stand out from the crowd?" Zhao Wuji said with a smile.

Mu Qiuhuang laughed, did not answer, and held a

The oil-paper bag was thrown straight up. When the oil-paper bag was about to fall from the third floor, he said, "Whose drunken chicken is this? It fell to the ground. I am not responsible!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji jumped up, took the missing oil paper bag into his hand, and said with a wry smile: "You kid... you really like to hold grudges."

Mu Qiuhuang said with a smile: "Isn't it the first day that you know about the boy's grudge?"

"Boy, where's the one for us?" the remaining people said in confusion.

"It's all connected..." As soon as Mu Qiuhuang finished her words, she saw the remaining oil paper bags flying up at the same time.

The circle of old men on the second floor also jumped up like koi fish grabbing food, and each grabbed an oil paper bag.

"Boy, you still want to test our skills...are you too young?" Wei Ao said with a smile.

"Really?" Mu Qiuhuang said with a smile.

The next moment, a mess was seen above.

"Here, Old Wei, this is your brine." Han Shiyi threw the oil paper bag to Wei Ao and asked, "Whose is my pig head meat?"

"Lao Chu, this is your pastry."

"Where's my little croaker?"

"I'll give you the pig's head meat."

…

"You kid, it's obviously Lao Zhao who offended you, why do you want to harm our food?" Chu Xiuyang said after swallowing a piece of snack.

Mu Qiuhuang chuckled and replied: "Old Chu, this is your fault. The fire at the city gate also affected the pond fish? Old Zhao made fun of me. How can you get through if you don't accept the punishment together?"

"Old Zhao, say less if you offend this kid in the future..." Han Shiyi said.

Several others nodded in agreement.

Seeing that each of them had a delicious meal, Mu Qiuhuang also opened the wine pot, poured all the wine on the ground, and said in his mouth: "Old man Qi, get up and drink. This is the Lanling wine you are most passionate about."

"Boy, don't be too sentimental. You must know that the one we hunted last time was an 'immortal'. If Old Man Qi can have such a record in this life, it is worth going to the underworld." Chu Xiuyang said to comfort him.

Wei Ao continued: "Yes, boy! Why are you sad? If I hadn't been beaten by Old Man Qi last time, how could I have missed such a grand event? Speaking of which, I quite envy Old Man Qi!"

"Old Wei is right." Han Shiyi agreed: "If you can kill the Sword Immortal, you will be honored even if you die."

Several others also followed suit...

"Thank you all." Mu Qiuhuang bowed deeply.

…

After Qin Wuyang finished eating the raw beef, he suddenly asked: "Boy, what are you planning to do here today?"

Mu Qiuhuang heard this and said, "First of all, I haven't seen you for a long time and miss you very much, so I came to see you today."

Qin Wuyang clicked his tongue when he heard this and said, "We're not girls. What's so good about us? Let's just say 'second come'?"

Mu Qiuhuang smiled and said: "Secondly, I am planning to go out to explore the world in a while, so I came to see the seniors to confirm my cultivation..."

"Yeah, I knew you were a 'weasel giving New Year greetings to a chicken~with bad intentions'...Are you using us as a whetstone again?" Zhao Wuji muttered, reaching out and pulling out half a chicken bone from his mouth.

"Old man Zhao, what did you say? You said I was a weasel? Where is the 'chicken'?" Mu Qiuhuang deliberately changed the tone of the word "chicken" and laughed with joy.

The other old men looked at each other in confusion. Chu Xiuyang sighed and said leisurely: "Old Zhao, if you argue with this kid, you will be pissed to death sooner or later."

"Yes! It keeps dragging us down." Han Shiyi added.

"That's all, that's all. Since I've caused everyone to be scolded, let me teach this kid a lesson first and let him know what it means to respect the old and love the young." As soon as Zhao Wuji finished speaking, he jumped from the second floor.

Then he came down and stamped his head towards the door in front of Mu Qiuhuang.

Facing this top-down kick, Mu Qiuhuang remained calm and leaned back naturally. His feet dragged him forward smoothly, avoiding Zhao Wuji's kick.

Immediately after the previous gesture, he did a backflip, put his hands on the ground, and kicked Zhao Wuji's head with both feet.

While Zhao Wuji was still in mid-air, he anticipated Mu Qiuhuang's back move, so after his feet landed on the ground, he did a backflip without stopping. He also put his hands on the ground and kicked away with both feet.

.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..." The two were facing each other, and in an instant they exchanged more than twenty kicks... After a burst of punches and kicks, the two of them took a step back, ending the fist fight.

"What a good boy, with quick reflexes and sharp punches and kicks. When Old Zhao was your age, his boxing and kick skills couldn't compare to yours." Zhao Wuji praised him.

Mu Qiuhuang cupped her hands and said, "Old man Zhao, that's ridiculous. If that kick you just made had activated your true energy, I'm afraid that this kid's head would have been smashed to pieces by you."

"Boy, take a slap from me and let me see how much your cultivation level has recovered now?" Chu Xiuyang slapped Mu Qiuhuang with both palms from top to bottom.

Mu Qiuhuang did not hide this time, but directly collided with Chu Xiuyang's palms with both palms facing the sky.

With a "bang", the two of them were separated at the first touch. The green bricks under Mu Qiuhuang's feet were shattered into pieces, and Chu Xiuyang used the force of the counter-shock to return to the second floor.

"Boy, how can you know Taoist Qi?" Chu Xiuyang said in surprise.

"Old man Chu, how about Zhang Xianren's 'Chaos Wuji Kung'?" Mu Qiuhuang asked.

"So that's it." Chu Xiuyang stroked his beard and said: "It's a good use of strength. The 'Chaos Wuji Kung' is indeed mysterious. It's just that your true energy is still too little. If we are in the same realm, the old Taoist will be better than

I won’t fuck you.”

Mu Qiuhuang smiled with satisfaction and said: "As long as the skills are good, I'll be relieved. After all, it's only been a year since I re-cultivated my true essence. I'm very satisfied to be able to return to this state."

"Boy, I see you are carrying a sword. Can we compete with each other?" Qin Wuyang said with a smile.

"That's exactly what I mean."

Mu Qiuhuang jumped up with one foot on the ground, and the scimitar clanged in mid-air, as if it was unsheathed, and the light of the sword flashed like a crescent moon...

"Old man Qin, I lost." Mu Qiuhuang was straightforward.

Qin Wuyang smiled and returned the scimitar locked by the Yuanyang Parting Hook to Mu Qiuhuang.

"Old man Qin, when you were holding my scimitar with hooks in both hands, if I stabbed back with one hand holding a sword, what would you do?" Mu Qiuhuang asked.

"Impossible, if you hold two swords, you will lose, and if you hold two swords, you will lose." Qin Wuyang smiled and said: "Unless you can use different sword techniques and sword techniques with both hands at the same time, in this way

Can break my mandarin duck parting hook."

Mu Qiuhuang didn't say anything after hearing this, but a smile couldn't help but spread across her lips.

"Boy, it's my turn." Han Shiyi shouted and jumped down.

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After taking turns competing with the group of pavilion-guarding slaves, Mu Qiuhuang left the library pavilion with satisfaction.

There is a rumor that these people have been able to hang out in the world for decades. In addition to relying on their true talents and practical knowledge, the more important thing is their underhanded moves when facing the enemy. There are frequent dangerous moves. Mu Qiuhuang

Relying on the fact that they would not make a deadly move on themselves, they naturally used chess as a whetstone.
Chapter completed!