"Hanyan, since we have all these Destiny Star Plates and Ruyi Crowns, why don't we try and see how we can use them to improve our strength?" The dark clouds that had been hanging over her heart for a long time dissipated, and Zirong was in a very good mood. She said to Mu Hanyan excitedly.
Hua Yue and the others looked at Mu Hanyan, and were also eager to try.
"Okay." Mu Hanyan was the first to take out the Ruyi hair crown.
Although relying on these pieces of destiny star disks and Ruyifa to improve strength is only temporary, but in a life-and-death battle, no one will care where your strength comes from. Only those who are alive are the strong ones. Mu Hanyan certainly wouldn't mind having another life-saving skill.
Hua Yue and the others also took out their destiny star plates and placed them on the table together.
It was difficult for everyone to feel the subtle spiritual fluctuations between these Destiny Star Plates and the Ruyi Hair Crown. Obviously, there was a connection between these five, but how to use them to improve strength was a mystery.
Recalling the hand gestures that Jing Jianjue and others had quietly made when they were fighting, Mu Hanyan followed suit, constantly changing the hand gestures.
She didn't expect to activate these five magical weapons by herself, but if she put her mind into them, she would be able to deduce the correct hand gestures as long as there was a slight movement.
Unfortunately, Mu Hanyan changed the hand gestures hundreds of times, but the five magic weapons on the table did not change at all.
Mu Hanyan stopped and thought carefully.
Hua Yue, Jiang Yuzhe and others also tried to perform hand seals at this time. They either practiced formations, or the art of sealing and breaking seals, or the art of refining pills and taming beasts at Longyan College, and they also had some experience in the application and principles of hand seals.
Unfortunately, since even Mu Hanyan couldn't do it, they naturally returned empty-handed. After a while, they stopped and didn't waste any more effort.
After pondering for a moment, Mu Hanyan took out the materials for the formation and set up the formation beside the table. Since Jing Jianjue and the others were using the sword formation to activate the five magical instruments, then she would try to see if the formation could elicit any reaction. If so, Mu Hanyan could also deduce some insights from it.
The formation was quickly set up, but unfortunately, the five instruments on the table remained intact. Mu Hanyan remained hopeless and continued to alter the formation.
Time passed by unknowingly, and in the blink of an eye, two hours had passed. It was already dark, but the five magic weapons still did not react at all.
"Alas, it seems that it will take more than a day or two to unravel the secrets between these five magical weapons. I'll have to figure it out slowly later." Mu Hanyan sighed and put away the formation materials.
She wasn't one to give up easily, but she wasn't one to give up until she hit a wall. She wouldn't waste her time on something that had little hope. She'd rather focus on her training, perhaps even improving her strength more than the five magical instruments. She always had a clear sense of priorities.
Hua Yue and the others sighed, feeling a bit regretful but not overly disappointed. It's impossible to significantly increase your strength without taking any elixirs and experiencing any adverse effects. Suffering some setbacks is par for the course.
"Hahahaha, it turns out that even my beloved disciple has times when he is at his wit's end. Call Master and let him listen, and Master will help you complete this sword formation." At this moment, a fat man with a solemn appearance appeared out of thin air in front of them.
Unfortunately, as soon as he smiled, the solemn look on his face disappeared immediately, and only vulgarity remained on his face. Nothing but vulgarity.
"Fatty, why are you here?" Mu Hanyan said in surprise.
The wretched fat man in front of her could only be Feng Qingyu. Although she was deeply skeptical of the fat man's character, Mu Hanyan had to admit that she had learned a lot from him. The few days of getting along with him had made her feel more intimate with Feng Qingyu. At this moment, she felt a bit surprised, like meeting an old friend in a foreign land, and she blurted out the name "fat man".
Unfortunately, the fat man himself did not feel the slightest bit of intimacy or surprise, and his originally high-spirited smile suddenly drooped.
"Master, call me Master." Feng Qingyu said with some helplessness and resentment.
As long as people knew Feng Qingyu's background, there would be countless cultivators in this world crying and vying to become his disciples. However, Mu Hanyan was unmoved. As soon as they met, she started to call him fat and short, which really hurt him.
"I haven't become your disciple yet." Mu Hanyan said with a pout.
I haven't become your disciple yet, which doesn't mean I will never become your disciple. In other words, if I don't become your disciple now, I can still become your disciple in the future... The fat man keenly grasped the change in Mu Hanyan's words, and after a moment of thought, his brows raised with joy.
"Fatty, are you saying that you have a way to complete the sword formation and unleash the power of these five magic weapons?" Mu Hanyan had no idea what kind of uproar her casual words had caused in Feng Qingyu's heart and what kind of surprise it had brought to him, so she asked immediately.
"As long as you take me as your master, I will help you." The fat man said persistently.
It's no wonder that he is so persistent. Putting aside Mu Hanyan's extraordinary talent, just talking about himself, he has been famous for hundreds of years. His talent and strength are even better than Gong Hongru, Nangong Jingyuan and others. He was originally designated as the dean of Longyan College, but because of his lively nature and fear of being bound by constraints, he gave it to Nangong Jingyuan.
In short, anyone who knew his background would worship him, anyone who saw him would be respectful, and even a little guidance from him would be considered a blessing earned through generations of hard work. Only Mu Hanyan, not only refused to worship him as her master, but also kept calling him fat all day long. How could Feng Qingyu, who had been arrogant all his life, accept this?
He had long ago made up his mind that he must use his unparalleled cultivation and various strange and unusual skills to conquer Mu Hanyan, make her convinced, and then cry and beg her to be his master. Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished. Whether it was his most proud alchemy or alchemy skills, not only did he fail to conquer Mu Hanyan, but he was severely hit by Mu Hanyan again and again.
However, it was also because of this reason that Feng Qingyu, who had originally lost his competitive spirit due to feeling lonely at the top, was once again aroused to win, and his desire to take Mu Hanyan as his disciple became even more persistent.
"As long as you accept me as your master, I will help you." Feng Qingyu repeated it solemnly. As he said this, his breathing became rapid due to excessive excitement. His eyes were full of strange light, and he looked at Mu Hanyan with lustful eyes, while his hands were rubbing together excitedly.
To be honest, Mu Hanyan was actually very impressed by Feng Qingyu's abilities, and was deeply moved by his sincerity in accepting her as his disciple. She was already somewhat shaken in her heart: Perhaps, he was not as despicable and perverted as she thought, and he was really touching her bones. Otherwise, why not just take him as her master?
But then, Mu Hanyan saw the fat man's "eager" eyes, and then looked at his restless hands rubbing back and forth. The scene of him secretly touching other girls' buttocks emerged in her mind again. She felt a chill in her heart and quickly dismissed her previous thoughts.
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