Chapter 1924 Xuantian Patriarch, Jun Wuwang?

Mu Xinghe did not attack again.

His eyes swept across Gu Han's black sword, and suddenly he asked, "Your sword intention is very strange, what is it?"

"Worldly intention."

"What is worldly intention?"

"The vast world is all my sword domain."

Gu Han looked at him calmly, "This is called worldly intention."

"What is your realm?"

Mu Xinghe was silent for a moment, and then said, "It is not unity, it is not the origin, but it has the characteristics of both."

"Unique."

"Unique realm?"

"Yes."

Gu Han nodded and said, "In the vast world, I am the only one, that is the only one."

"Why have I never seen it before?"

"I created it myself."

"Oh?"

Mu Xinghe was even more surprised.

"What's next?"

"I don't know."

"I don't know?"

Mu Xinghe raised his eyebrows, "Then the road ahead of you may be a cliff of ten thousand feet. You dare to walk on this road where you can't see the future?"

"The senior just showed up."

Gu Han asked back, "Is the blue-purple rainbow bridge transformed by sword intent?"

"Yes!"

"Where was the rainbow bridge before the senior came?"

"Huh?"

Mu Xinghe's eyes were intertwined with blue-purple sword intent for a moment, and suddenly lit up, "You mean..."

"The senior came, and there was a rainbow bridge."

Gu Han's voice was faintly confident, "It was a thousand-foot abyss, but I came and walked over it, and there was a way."

"..."

Mu Xinghe suddenly fell silent.

"One last question."

"Please go ahead, senior."

"If I had not held back just now and was determined to kill you, how would you have responded?"

"Sword cultivator."

Gu Han said seriously: "Go forward courageously and live in the face of death."

"Hahaha..."

Mu Xinghe suddenly laughed out loud. In the sky, blue and purple intertwined, brilliant and dazzling, faintly reflecting his joyful mood at the moment.

Gu Han also laughed.

The moment Mu Xinghe drew his sword, he knew that there was no killing intent in the opponent's sword intent, but just to test him.

The two laughed.

Everyone was dumbfounded!

The dumbest person was Pei Qingguang.

The scene in front of him.

It was not different from what he imagined, but it was completely opposite!

"Good, good, good!"

"What a courageous one!"

"What a living in the face of death!"

"What a Xuantian Sword Master!"

Mu Xinghe said three good words in a row, stroked his long beard, and said leisurely: "Young people have lofty ambitions, and they live up to the eternal flow of the long river. Holding a three-foot green sword, they dare to change the world!"

Hiss! !

Everyone's scalp tingled when they heard it.

Reciting again?

How big is the addiction?

Old Sun felt even more ashamed of himself, thinking that the other party had a high level of cultivation, a long beard, and could recite poems... How much better than himself?

Gu Han had a strange face.

Reciting poems to praise people, this unique way of praise, it was the first time he saw it.

Everyone: "???"

"If I'm right."

Mu Xinghe said again: "You are less than a hundred years old?"

"Yes, yes!"

Tangtang took the opportunity to break free from the clutches of a group of female demons, rubbing her red face, and said vaguely: "My master is so young and handsome!"

Gu Han couldn't help but smile.

Comparatively speaking, he still prefers Tangtang's way of praising people.

"Huh?"

Mu Xinghe looked at Tangtang for a few times, then looked at the Suyuan sword in her hand, and exclaimed: "This girl is amazing, amazing!"

Looking at Gu Han again, "Your apprentice?"

"Yes."

"..."

Mu Xinghe was silent again.

After a moment.

He stroked his beard and sighed again, "The sky is not disappointed with the youth, and the years are not forgiving of wasted people."

Everyone couldn't stand it.

Can't speak without reciting poems?

"Master."

Tangtang blinked, looking confused, "What do you mean?"

"Just listen."

Gu Han's mouth twitched fiercely.

"Oh."

Tangtang lost interest immediately.

"It's ridiculous and lamentable."

Mu Xinghe looked a little lonely, "I have lived like a dog for the past 130,000 years."

Xiaohei: "???"

"You are very good."

After sighing, Mu Xinghe looked at Gu Han again and sighed, "The descendants of Taoist Wuwang are thousands of times stronger than mine!"

"Wuwang?"

Gu Han was stunned, "Who is he?"

"Jun Wuwang."

Mu Xinghe asked curiously, "Isn't he your ancestor?"

Xuantian ancestor?

Jun Wuwang?

Gu Han was a little confused, and the others were also confused.

All along.

The name of Xuantian ancestor resounded throughout the Xuantian domain, but few people knew his real name.

The most important thing.

Chongming never mentioned it!

Ji Ye, probably forgot it.

Gu Han secretly comforted himself.

"Senior, you and the ancestor..."

"Friends of life and death!"

Mu Xinghe's face became serious, and he said solemnly: "He saved my life! More than once!"

Everyone suddenly realized.

They were also surprised.

Xingjian Palace obviously had a big grudge with Xuantian Sword Sect, why did Mu Xinghe's attitude towards Gu Han seem like a senior to a junior.

Now.

The reason was found.

"Ridiculous!"

Mu Xinghe looked a little cold, and said indifferently: "Daoyou Wuwang and I supported each other in the positive and negative worlds, and we were close friends. My descendants, however, had conflicts with his descendants. It was simply... outrageous!"

Pei Qingguang's face turned pale!

He realized that Mu Xinghe's previous words were outrageous, directed at him, not Gu Han!

"So we are all family."

Pei Lun smiled and said: "This is a big misunderstanding."

"Huh?"

Glancing at his clothes and looking at his right hand, Mu Xinghe thought for a moment and said: "You little guy... are also not simple. Such a natural sword body is extremely rare!"

"Grandmaster, you are too kind."

Pei Lun still had that smiling look.

"Open your eyes!"

Mu Xinghe looked at them a few more times, and suddenly scolded: "I am a disciple of the Xingjian Palace, and I must not be arrogant!"

Pei Lun: "..."

It took a long time.

It was only then that he explained that he was not arrogant, but his eyes were too small.

Mu Xinghe was speechless.

"Forget it."

He did not dwell on the size of his eyes, and asked, "Which generation of Xingjian Palace disciple are you from?"

"Master!"

Pei Qingguang said hurriedly, "This is my son..."

"Brother Pei!"

Pei Lun was a little dissatisfied, and said seriously, "You and I have long severed our father-son relationship. Now we are brothers. Don't take advantage of me."

Mu Xinghe: "???"

Pei Qingguang was about to vomit blood again.

"Not bad."

Upon learning that Pei Lun was Gu Han's follower, Mu Xinghe was very satisfied and praised him, "There is a future! A great future!"

"You are very good!"

"Better than your father...better than your brother..."

At this point.

He suddenly got stuck, and for a moment he could not figure out whether it was the Pei family father and son, or the Pei family brothers.

Very wise.

He stopped dwelling on the question of address, and instead glanced at Pei Qingguang, saying coldly, "It was you who plotted to seize the Xuantian Sword Sect's foundation behind the scenes?"

Hearing this.

Pei Qingguang's face turned pale.

"Grandmaster! I..."

"Okay! Very good!"

Mu Xinghe interrupted him directly, and laughed in anger, "Daoyou Wuwang saved me from danger many times, but now, my descendants want to rob his descendants of their foundation. How can I have the face to go back and see him?"