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Author: Cao Xuanfeng1

"Seventh Junior Brother, long time no see!"

When Chang Quan saw Mu Hanchan, he took the initiative to say hello.

"It's only been about half a year."

Mu Hanchan replied with a smile that he still has a good impression of this sixth senior brother.

"Hey? Have you made progress in your cultivation?"

Chang Quan suddenly discovered something and said in surprise.

"Yeah. A little bit of breakthrough."

Mu Hanchan responded simply.

Chang Quan looked at Mu Hanchan with a skeptical look, and after a while, he said, "How come you are making a little progress? You are almost the tenth level of the condensation of the Yuan!"

"Uh? Brother Six, are you surprised?"

Mu Hanchan asked, and asked again: "You are in the early stage of the Tuling Yuan Realm. If you were not a fellow disciple, I would probably call you Senior."

"Hey, this is not the same thing."

Chang Quan waved his hand and said.

He also said: "I am not surprised that your cultivation is high, but that you are progressing quickly. How long have you been in the door?"

"Well, it's almost a year."

Mu Hanchan pondered for a while and replied.

"That's it. You only had the ninth level of Condensation when you entered the door? You just one year later you felt like you had broken through the realm and had reached the peak of the ninth level of Condensation. It's not an exaggeration to say that you have made rapid progress."

"Well?"

Mu Hanchan didn't know how to answer.

Unexpectedly, Chang Quan looked eager to try and said excitedly: "Come on! Junior Brother Seven, let me try how your cultivation progresses?"

Immediately, I drew my sword and unsheathed it, which was a medium-grade magic weapon.

"Uh? Brother Six, I'm either doing tasks or practicing behind closed doors this year. How can I have time to practice spiritual skills? I'm definitely not your opponent. Besides, you are already in the early stage of the Spirit Yuan Realm, and I'm only less than tenth level of the Yuan Condensation."

"Seventh Junior Brother, I'm giving you a trick. Others don't have this chance to do this! Or beg your senior brothers to practice with you. But your senior brothers don't have that much skill, don't be ungrateful."

Chang Quan said again.

"Oh well."

Mu Hanchan said helplessly, slowly removing the black thread wrapped on the spear and the gun holster made of six hundred years deep lake mud.

"The best magic weapon?"

Chang Quan looked surprised.

After seeing the true face of the spear, I felt the strong and powerful spiritual power emitted from the spear, and immediately judged the level of the spear.

"Yes, Senior Brother Six."

Mu Hanchan replied calmly.

"How come you have a top-grade magic weapon? Why haven't you told me? I always thought that your gun is a middle-grade magic weapon, at most a middle-grade magic weapon! Because this is consistent with your cultivation and identity. And the first time the master gave me is a middle-grade magic weapon. Although you are not given by your master, with your cultivation, it is probably difficult to obtain such a level of things without sufficient spirit stones, right?"

Chang Quan said a lot, as if he was asking questions, and as if he was talking to himself.

"You didn't ask me, Senior Brother Six. These black lines are called spirit binding lines, which are not precious but not common. The inner layer of the gun holster, that is, the inner sleeve, is made of six hundred years of deep lake mud, and has a good spirit-covering effect. So, Senior Brother Six, you didn't notice it in detail, which is completely reasonable."

Mu Hanchan explained.

"I know the spirit-binding line, how did your top-grade magic spear come from?"

Seeing that Mu Hanchan did not answer directly, Chang Quan asked again.

"I'm this"

Mu Hanchan hesitated for a while and thought about how to speak and answer.

"Okay, I won't ask. The threshold for each sect is basically the Lingyuan realm. If you can be officially recruited by your master at the ninth level of Ningyuan, you must have other outstanding features besides having the courage to fight against Lan Chen at the third level of Ningyuan. I won't go to explore your foundation and make you angry."

"Senior Brother Xie Liu understands."

Mu Hanchan replied as a gift.

Chang Quan waved his hand and said, "Don't be so polite between us brothers. I'm higher in cultivation than you, and your weapon level is better than me. But I am your senior brother, so let you take the move first."

"Okay! Senior Brother Xie Liu."

So Mu Hanchan swung his spear and his breath emanated. As the spear danced, it raised the fallen leaves and stones on the ground, and there was a hint of inexplicable chill.

So Chang Quan asked with some confusion: "Junior Brother Seven, what move are you doing? How do you give me a feeling of gust of wind?"

"ah?"

Mu Hanchan was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Sixth Brother, this is what I found on a black market in Dayan Imperial City, called "The Sword and Fire of the Netherworld"."

"No wonder the wind is blowing, which gives me a strange and evil feeling, just like I am not on the mountain, but in the cemetery."

I often complained.

"It's okay for me to practice this gun, right? Senior Brother Six."

Mu Hanchan asked, and said, "After all, we are the main sect of the righteous path, and this is a bit like a magical spiritual technique."

"It's okay."

Chang Quan waved his hand and said, "What a big deal. Even if there is a problem, as long as it is not outrageous, you, a small cultivator of Ningyuan. Besides, we have the protection of our master. What's your name?"

“No, no.”

Mu Hanchan replied quickly.

He also said: "This sect is called: Demon Sheng."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Take action."

Chang Quan urged that he had already set his attitude towards taking action.

After a fight, more than a dozen rounds have passed.

"Thirt!"

Suddenly, a sword energy suddenly appeared and its speed became faster.

"Bang!"

Mu Hanchan used a spear to cross the distance, but was still shocked by the powerful sword energy and took a few steps back.

"Seventh Junior Brother, are you not using your full strength?"

Chang Quan let out a sigh, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said hesitantly.

"No. Sixth Brother."

Mu Hanchan replied, and said, "Look, except for the previous few rounds, I was overwhelmed by you throughout the whole process. How could I not have done my best yet?"

"."

Chang Quan was silent for a while.

"Soul Transformation!"

Chang Quan pondered in his heart, and his body suddenly disappeared.

Seeing this, Mu Hanchan also frowned and became solemn. The spear in his hand also began to tighten slightly.

Ten breaths passed, but there was still no one.

"Sixth Brother, come out quickly. I will admit defeat." Mu Hanchan said.

But there is still no sign.

"Sixth Brother, I am not good at learning skills. Let's get to know this today. Come out soon."

Mu Hanchan urged him.

Ten more breaths passed.

Just as he was almost thirty breaths, Mu Hanchan suddenly heard a trace of aura disorder above his back.

Just as he was slightly tilting his ears to be sensated, he suddenly felt a unique and dangerous spiritual pressure coming from above.

"Ghost Slash!"

Chang Quan shouted in his heart, and finally showed his figure, but at the same time, an extremely powerful sword energy slashed down from the air.

The sword energy slashing length is about three feet, and the width is at least four or five feet.

Mu Hanchan flashed sideways and appeared one foot away, escaping from the attack range of the sword energy.

"Puff!" "Crack!"
To be continued...