But when Lu Muyun heard this, his expression remained calm, without any fear or timidity.
He smiled faintly and said, "Is it really that my sword intent is not strong? Perhaps my initial answer was indeed so, because I didn't think it through properly at the time. But my subsequent answers were all carefully considered, so why are they still wrong?
“Then I realized that if I kept changing my answers, that would be the real mistake.
“Continuously changing my answers means I’m not sticking to my swordsmanship.
"Everyone's swordsmanship is different. What is the strongest swordsmanship? The strongest swordsmanship should be my firm belief that my swordsmanship is the strongest! As long as I don't waver, then no one can break my sword will!
"From today on, this is my sword art! I firmly believe it is the strongest. Even if it is not, I will practice it to the strongest!"
Having said that, Lu Muyun looked at the crystal around his body with a firm gaze.
Under Lu Muyun's gaze, a crack appeared on the originally extremely hard crystal.
With a crackling sound, the crack grew larger and larger. Finally, it broke into several pieces, and Lu Xianyun emerged.
After the crystals shattered, they disappeared, and Lu Muyun floated in the void.
After a moment of silence, the voice sounded again.
“You kid, very good.
"I didn't expect you to break my crystal. After all, in my heart, my swordsmanship is unmatched. I originally just thought that if your sword intent was similar, I would let you out.
"But I didn't expect your will was so strong that you actually did it!
"It seems that I have found a successor to my sword art."
As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of light suddenly appeared in the void.
A slightly illusory shadow appeared.
Lu Muyun finally saw the appearance of the owner of this voice.
He looked like a middle-aged man with a full beard and a rough appearance.
He looked at Lu Xianyun with a smile, his eyes full of approval.
He stretched out his hand and pointed at Lu Xianyun, and Lu Xianyun felt something drilling into his mind.
The amount of information was so overwhelming that Lu Xianyun felt like his head was about to explode!
Countless sword shadows and sword moves flashed before his eyes, and countless sword techniques and sword manuals were imprinted in his mind.
There are also countless experiences and skills in fighting against the enemy.
These experiences and skills were not just demonstrated to him, but were completely integrated into his body, allowing him to master them effortlessly and make them his own.
What he got was the senior's life experience in swordsmanship, which meant that at his young age, he already had thousands of years of experience in sword cultivation.
Such a vast amount of knowledge cannot be fully instilled in a short period of time, nor can it be completely integrated into him in a short period of time.
After a long time, Lu Muyun finally opened his eyes again.
But there was something more in his eyes, and he seemed a little more calm, which was not suitable for his age.
Lu Muyun looked at the figure in front of him again. This figure was obviously a little more illusory.
"Thank you, senior!" This time, Lu Muyun bowed sincerely.
"Since you have inherited my legacy, you are now considered my disciple. Remember my name, Bian Guanyue! But I think no one knows this name now..."
The figure waved his hand, and Lu Muyun felt dizzy and the space in front of him began to distort.
He knew that he was about to be teleported out.
He quickly shouted, "Master..."
But before he could finish his words, he appeared outside, with endless yellow sand in front of him.
Lu Xianyun was sincerely grateful to Senior Bian Guanyue, but he really didn't want to come out so soon.
I always feel that the predecessors divided the inheritance into several parts, and he only got the part about kendo.
He also wants to obtain other inheritances!
So Master, can’t you test me two more times?
Maybe I can catch your eye in other ways as well?
Even if there is no other inheritance, old predecessors like this will generally accumulate a lot of wealth.
Master, you could give me another magic sword! You are so knowledgeable about swordsmanship, you must have one or two good swords!
Or give me some magic weapon, or even some spirit stones!
Now his family is so poor that they have to rely on his sister to set up a stall for a living!
Is he being too greedy? Why does it always feel like he's at a disadvantage entering this ruin?
Although he had gained something, Lu Muyun still felt unsatisfied and decided to go deeper into the desert.
The time he spent in the ruins... shouldn't have been long, as there seemed to be no time difference between there and outside.
So you don't have to worry about your sister.
He had found an opportunity, so he should at least bring something back for his sister, right? It would be embarrassing to go back empty-handed to face his sister who had worked so hard to set up the stall!
At the very least... you have to bring a dune worm!
At this time, Lu Xianyun once again withdrew from the virtual kitchen.
She heard some noise outside and quickly looked outside the tea stall.
It turned out that a group of people came out from the depths of the desert.
This must be possible by passing by her tea stall!
I wonder if he will come in?
At this moment, the system suddenly spoke:
"Now issuing a new task: Host, please successfully recruit the first guest.
"Reward: Low-grade tea, increased cultivation."
Wow, this is really strange.
Hadn't the rewards from this system always been "distributed after the mission is completed" before? This time, they actually told her directly!
But when she saw the content of the reward, she understood.
The system was afraid that she would not take the task seriously, so it quickly told her: Look, this is what you need, complete the task quickly!
But the question now is, what if the guest who comes in wants to drink tea?
How can I sell tea to others if I don’t have any?
But if you can’t offer anything to customers, you can’t do business, and naturally you can’t say you’ve attracted any customers!
Tangled.
I hope the first customer is here to buy steamed buns!
As Qiu Jichen and the others watched them getting closer and closer to the exit of the desert, their expressions finally relaxed and a hint of a smile appeared on their faces.
Suddenly, a disciple noticed Lu Xianyun's tea stall.
"Big Brother, look, there are people setting up stalls here!"
Qiu Jichen looked over and nodded, saying, "Setting up a tea stall in the desert does show some business acumen. However, water is hard to find in the desert, so being able to sell tea here must require some skill."
"Big Brother, everyone is very tired. Why don't we go to the tea stall in front and take a rest?" said another disciple.
Qiu Ji Chen was originally worried about the people from Xuandan Pavilion behind him, and wanted to bring his junior brothers and sisters back to the sect as soon as possible.
But when he looked back at the tired looks on everyone's faces, some of whom had bleeding lips from drying out, he couldn't bear it and nodded.
"Okay, let's go take a break then!"
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