As Zhu ignored the sound and fell, a huge force fell from the sky and hit the boat.

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It was as if the mountains were smashed down, and the sea surface was ten miles in a radius, and the water surface was pressed down by a hundred meters.

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With such strength, the boat sank instantly, the face of the young man lying on the bow turned red, and blood overflowed from the seven orifices.

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Han Muye snorted coldly, raised his hand and stabbed with a sword.

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Jianguang stirred up the endless sea water and engulfed the boat.

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The first sword of the water vein, Hengzhou.

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Hengzhou's sword can not only injure the enemy, but also defend himself.

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Jianguang moved the sea water, wrapped the boat ups and downs, and transferred all the rolling force into the water waves.

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The water is soft.

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No matter how strong the pressure is, it's just an extra layer of waves.

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If it was in the endless sea, Han Muye's affinity for the water veins would not be able to attract much sea water, and he would definitely not be able to withstand the heavy pressure of the sky.

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But outside the Broken Star Island, the waters are clear, all the waters are soft and docile, and the affinity is in harmony with the seawater, as well-behaved as one's own arm.

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The giant force was vented and turned into a raging scroll.

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The young man lying on the canoe breathed a sigh of relief, looked up, and saw the sky full of water, like a sky.

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He turned his head slightly, with a hint of excitement on his face, kowtowed to Han Muye, and whispered, "Daxian, Daxian..."

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He never knew that there were practitioners in the world who would protect mortals.

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On Firefly Island, which cultivator would rescue a mortal?

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This Daxian seems to be different from those people.

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Han Muye didn't care about him, just raised the sword in his hand again.

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At this time, in mid-air, the blood-stained Zhu Ignore in the white robe stared at Han Muye, his eyes passing through the water curtain like a sword.

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Beside him, an old man in a black robe, with his hands behind his back, was full of power.

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The old man had long beards fluttering on his chest, his body was more than seven feet tall, and his eyes were narrowed.

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"Haha, to have such an affinity for the water veins, I don't know what is the relationship between the little friend and the Water Spirit Palace?" The old man's voice was calm.

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"The old man, Zuo Tianya, Seven Lights Pavilion, perhaps, what happened today was just a misunderstanding."

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Hearing the old man say a misunderstanding, Zhu ignored his eyes and stared, turned to look, and lowered his head again.

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Water Spirit Palace, Seven Lights Pavilion.

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From the jade-colored sword, Han Muye saw pictures of various forces on the Broken Star Island.

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On the fifteenth floor of the Three Palaces and Seven Pavilions, the six-story sword pavilion that Han Muye was looking for was the Liukui Pavilion, one of the seven pavilions.

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The owner of the jade-colored sword was once the shopkeeper of the Yujing Sword Shop on the Firefly Island under the Liukui Pavilion.

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Water Spirit Palace, Yuling Palace, Wan Yao Palace.

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The three palaces with mysterious inheritance, among which there are many great monks, are the first force on Broken Star Island.

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Each of the seven pavilions also has a strong person in charge, and they are not even close.

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As for the fifteenth floor, each house has a great cultivator, and each house has its own territory and business.

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Broken Star Island is an island full of business.

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This Zuo Tianya belongs to the Seven Lights Pavilion. Perhaps, behind the Seven Lights Pavilion is the Seven Lights Sword Sect.

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Han Muye could feel the tyrannical power coming from the opponent.

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This is a great kendo cultivator with at least the fifth level of OBE.

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Without the power of Taoism and the suppression of the power in the endless sea, this one's combat power is extremely strong.

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However, for the out-of-body and divine transformation cultivators, Han Muye's spirit is stable, and he is not afraid of a battle.

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"Misunderstand?"

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"Maybe you have misunderstood. I am not from the Water Spirit Palace, nor do I belong to any of the three palaces."

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Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, and he pointed the front of the sword in his hand.

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Hearing his words, Zhu ignored him and grinned, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Zuo Tianya speaking again: "It's okay to misunderstand, we don't know each other. On behalf of the Seven Lights Pavilion, this old man welcomes the little friend to Broken Star Island."

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After speaking, he didn't wait for Han Muye to reply, he laughed, turned around and flew away.

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Zhu ignored the smile at the corner of his mouth and froze, not knowing what to do for a while.

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The sword in Han Muye's hand turned slowly, pointing at Zhu Ignore.

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Zhu ignored it for a while, gritted his teeth, and said nothing, turned and fled away.

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His injuries were not serious, and he was frightened by Han Muye's tactics, so he didn't dare to confront Han Muye again.

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Han Muye had a smile on his face.

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Not a fight, nothing.

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Anyway, he came to such a Fragmented Star Island for the six-story sword pavilion related to the jade-colored sword.

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The six-story sword pavilion is related to the inheritance of the three days in the Xianyuan world. Han Muye has long wanted to know what the last three days were like.

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The more practitioners he came into contact with, the more curious he was about the three days in Xianyuan World.

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Is that really a place that rules the world and has countless powers?

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Why did Tianxuan Daozu say that the last three days was not a good place?

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When Zuo Tianya and Zhu ignored them and left, the young man lying on the bow deck sat down and exhaled a few long breaths.

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Seeing Han Muye turn his head to look at him, the young man hurriedly slumped down again: "Da Xian, the villain's name is Zeng Daniu, he is a fisherman."

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As he spoke, he kowtowed a few times, and then said, "Daxian, you want a blood sacrifice, the villain is willing to sacrifice his life, just ask Daxian to give me half a day, and I'll go and arrange for the family members."

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Han Muye looked at Zeng Daniu's expression, as if he was willing to be sacrificed in blood.

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On Firefly Island, are there really many such mortal blood sacrifices?

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Han Muye hadn't seen this in the Jade-colored Little Sword yet. Perhaps the matter of mortal life is too small for the Jade-colored Little Sword to care.

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"Okay, I will go to Yujing Sword Shop."

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"You have arranged the family and children, and come to Yujingjianpu to find me."

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Han Muye nodded, his face was indifferent, his body moved, and he flew off the coast, then identified the downward direction and headed towards the middle of the island.

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Over there, the spiritual energy rose into a beam of light, and there was a continuous street market.

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"Yujingjianpu..." Zeng Daniel's face was full of bitterness, he whispered, took a deep breath, and looked at the fish and shrimp that had been crushed into flesh in the fishing net in front of the boat.

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He threw the fish and shrimp into the sea, shook off the fishing net, and caught a few more nets, and then drove a small boat to the bay on the coast.

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Over there, there are hidden small water villages, and some small canoes are moored.

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At this moment, Zuo Tianya, who had already fled out of the waters outside Firefly Island, paused and turned to look at Zhu Ignore, who was following behind him.

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"Master."

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Zhu ignored the busyness and lowered his head.

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Although he is an out-of-body cultivation, his cultivation has encountered a bottleneck and has no hope of improving, so he is not valued in the sect.

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And this Uncle Zuo Tianya, not only controls the financial power of the sect, but is also a great sword cultivator of the blood slaughter side.

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In front of Zuo Tianya, Zhu ignored him and felt guilty.

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In the Seven Lights Sword Sect, there are no rules against killing each other.

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Zuo Tianya's eyes fell on Zhu Ignore, and he said lightly, "Do you know why I didn't do it?"

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Why?

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Zhu ignored his head and showed doubts on his face.

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"The cultivation world is not just about fighting and killing, but more about the exchange of resources."

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"You can eat, drink, and do things, why do you want to do it yourself?" Zuo Tianya narrowed his eyes and said softly.

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eat and drink?

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"Let's go, since that kid said that he is not a member of the third palace, then his life is not worth many spiritual stones."

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"Let's go to the Death Tower to issue a mission, 30,000 Spirit Orbs, it should be able to kill that kid."

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Publish tasks?

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Death Tower?

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Thirty thousand spirit beads?

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That's worth 30 million spirit stones, and it's not a small number, but isn't it too little to buy a powerhouse who can kill him, the out-of-body sword cultivator?

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Zhu Wushui knew that this Broken Star Island seemed to be completely different from the cultivation world.

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It seems that the strong in the cultivation world are respected here, isn't it?

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"Do you think that the rules of Broken Star Island are strange and different from the cultivation world?" Zuo Tianya said lightly without turning his head as he flew away.

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Zhu ignored it and nodded.

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Among the sects, he also practiced for thousands of years, and his ancestors existed.

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But in front of his uncle, he didn't dare to be arrogant at all.

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"Broken Star Island is specially opened by Endless Heavenly Venerate as a place to trade with several big worlds."

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"The Yuling Palace, one of the three palaces, was set up by the Yuling Daozong in Xianyuan World."

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"Tianzun, do you know what it means?"

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"Have you heard the name of Yuling Daozong?"

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Zuo Tianya opened his mouth softly, turning his head to look at Zhu Ignore as if pointing.

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Zhu ignored the horror flashing in his eyes, and nodded stiffly.

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Tianzun, that is the most powerful person in the realm, who can suppress one realm and cultivate the power in the unknown realm.

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The Xianyuan World only became a big world with two or three Heavenly Venerates suppressing it, and it ran rampant across the world.

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And the name of Yuling Daozong, how could Zhu Shishi, who has practiced for thousands of years, never heard of it?

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That was one of the top sects in the three days of Xianyuan World.

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Yuling Daozong, there is a Heavenly Venerate!

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What exactly is this Broken Star Island, and why are there so many great forces involved?

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Zhu ignored it and was at a loss.

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Back then, his master warned him that if he encounters a life-and-death disaster during the Dao struggle, he should follow the directions to the Broken Star Island to avoid the disaster.

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But he has no idea what kind of place is Broken Star Island?

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Zuo Tianya shook his head, his figure attracted aura, and he went to a large island in front of him that looked like land.

Over there, there are spiritual lights shining on the island, and there is a trace of blood on it.

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Firefly Island has a radius of about three hundred miles. In the sea area of ​​Broken Star Island, there are at least hundreds of islands like Firefly Island.

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Han Muye arrived at the town market on the island in just a quarter of an hour.

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This street market is already a small town, and there are contiguous fields outside the city, and it can be seen that there are spirit medicines and spirit valleys planted in it.

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There were also many spiritual fruits that Han Muye had never seen before.

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This field is obviously improved, and there is a trace of spiritual energy infiltrating it.

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There are mortals and spiritual practitioners who tend to the fields.

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I don't know if these people are farming their own land, or which force they belong to.

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Walking along the avenue to the city gate, Han Muye could see many practitioners in the city.

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On the avenue paved with bluestone, practitioners come and go with different clothes and different cultivation bases.

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On the contrary, most practitioners are smiling.

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This Broken Star Island seems to be a paradise for cultivation.

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Walking on the bluestone road, Han Muye narrowed his eyes and walked slowly forward.

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There are shops on both sides of the street, some sell talismans, some sell medicinal herbs, some sell classics, some sell array plates...

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Some shops have three or five door faces connected together, and they are very imposing, and some shops have only a small corner door.

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There are also many people who are just beside the avenue, putting up some spiritual materials, spiritual medicines, or pill furnaces and swords.

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What's interesting is that in the street market full of practitioners, there are many mortals, either serving as servants or selling some food.

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Han Muye had only seen this kind of scene in the imperial city.

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But the Imperial City, that is the essence of the entire Profound Sky World.

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If all the hundreds of islands on the Broken Star Island are the scene of this street market, then maybe it is not inferior to the Tianxuan Imperial City!

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Behind the Broken Star Island, there are probably unimaginable forces!

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Passing through Sanli, turning four streets, looking up, Han Muye saw a small two-story building.

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"Yujingjianpu."

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The slightly mottled doors and windows and the stone steps are covered with moss, and it can be seen that no one has come for a long time.

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The branches and leaves of the two magnolia trees in front of the shop have covered the windows of the small building.

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Someone in the shop on the side of the road saw Han Muye standing motionless in front of the Yujing Sword Shop.

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"Fellow Daoist Zhao Yujing left Firefly Island 30 years ago and has never returned."

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"If you are looking for someone to comment on swords, you can go to the Chuanhe Sword Shop on Langping Street."

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Han Muye turned his head to look at the shop selling fishbone utensils, with a smile on his face, he said, "You are Uncle Jia, right?"

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Jia Wu, the memory in the jade-colored sword is that he is connected to the environment, is enthusiastic, and has a good relationship with the owner of the sword, Zhao Yujing.

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Jia Wuyi was stunned, looking at Han Muye with a blank expression on his face.

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"My name is Han Muye, and Zhao Yujing is my uncle. He got the chance and returned to the sect. He told me to come to Yujing Sword Shop."

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"Uncle Zhao said that Uncle Jia is warm-hearted. Anyone who doesn't understand the business in the sword shop can ask Uncle Jia."

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Hearing Han Muye say that Zhao Yujing had the opportunity to return to the sect, Jia Wu's face showed joy and a bit of envy.

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He looked at Han Muye, nodded and said, "It's better for your sect, it's not like our loose cultivators..."

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Speaking of this, he stood up and cupped his hands towards Han Muye: "Jia Wu has met Shopkeeper Han. I have been hanging out in the market on Yinghuo Island for many years. If there is anything that Shopkeeper Han doesn't understand, feel free to ask."

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Han Muye bowed his hands in return, walked to the closed door of the sword shop, raised his hand, and a golden sword light hit the door.

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There is a record of the opening of the door in Jade Sword. Even if there is no record of it, Han Muye cannot be beaten by the method of inheritance and closure of the sword pavilion.

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Seeing that Han Muye opened the store, Jia Wu breathed a sigh of relief, he was really relieved.

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Cultivation techniques can't deceive people, and it's not a classmate who has been immersed in practice, so he can't open the door of the sword shop so easily.

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Han Muye said that he was the junior of the sect of the master of the sword shop, Zhao Yujing, which should be true.

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The sword shop opened here, attracting people from the surrounding shops to watch.

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Jia Wuben introduced Han Muye's identity.

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Many people were envious of Zhao Yujing's opportunity, and then greeted Han Muye.

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According to Yujian's memory, Han Muye only said what his uncle had told him, and identified the identities of several well-known shop owners.

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In this way, people will no longer doubt.

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The sect behind Zhao Yujing is a kendo master. When he opened this sword shop here, he had a lot of face.

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Looking at Han Muye's bearing at this time, it doesn't look like he came from a small sect.

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In fact, most of the practitioners on Broken Star Island are loose cultivators.

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People with great power are naturally a little afraid and flattered.

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Han Muye chatted with everyone, and turned back to the store after getting familiar with it.

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The first floor of the sword shop is a wooden frame like a sword pavilion.

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Zhao Yujing's identity is a disciple of the sword pavilion, and he is not even qualified to control a three-story sword pavilion. This Yujing sword shop is his preparation for the accumulation of swords.

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Unfortunately, when I went out to look for opportunities, I died.

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Most of the wooden frames on the first floor were empty. There were only one or two swords that were covered with dust. They were low-level swords that didn't even count as spiritual weapons.

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This Yujing Sword Shop originally sold swords, and sometimes helped people to judge swords.

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As a disciple of Jiange, his knowledge of swords cannot be compared by outsiders.

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Zhao Yujing has accumulated a lot of contacts on Firefly Island to help people criticize swords, so that he can get some news of chance.

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On the second floor of the small building, there is a quiet room for practice, as well as a living room for reviewing swords.

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It's just that Zhao Yujing hasn't returned for 30 years, and this small building is covered with dust.

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Han Muye patrolled upstairs and downstairs, and then started cleaning.

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That small jade-colored sword is a chance related to the six-story Jiange building.

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But it was not easy for Han Muye to get the sword pavilion.

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At the very least, he must be Zhao Yujing's nephew first, and he will run the business here, build up contacts, and attract the attention of the practitioners of the sword pavilion.

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Without the guidance of the disciples of the sword pavilion, he would have nowhere to find the six-story sword pavilion.

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It took half a day for Han Muye to tidy up the quiet room on the second floor of the small building.

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When he came downstairs, he saw Cao Daniu lying on the side at the door, looking over.

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Seeing Han Muye go downstairs, Zeng Daniel was busy lying on the stone steps and said, "Daxian, Zeng Daniel is here, I would like to sacrifice blood for Daxian."

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Hearing his words, Han Muye nodded and said, "How did you explain it at home?"

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Zeng Daniel was taken aback by Han Muye's words.

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He lowered his head and said softly, "I, I told my mother-in-law that there is a great immortal who accepts me as a servant and will return in three years."

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"Well, if I don't come back for three years, she will take the child and find another family..."

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Zeng Daniel lowered his head and his voice became even lower.

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"Well, then you can be a servant in this shop. You will have food and lodging in the shop, and go back to visit relatives once a month."

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"Salary or something, it depends on your performance. If the business in the store is good, three or five spiritual stones a month is still acceptable."

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"Deceiving Kangxi"

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Han Muye looked at the darkening sky outside the door and said lightly.

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"Huh?" Zeng Daniel raised his head blankly.

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He is here to deliver the blood sacrifice.

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In the water village, for three to five years, there are always people sacrificed in blood by practitioners.

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For mortals outside the city, this has become a routine.

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Zeng Daniu told his family that he was a servant, and when he didn't return for three years, he had already guessed how his mother-in-law looked.

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"You don't want to?" Han Muye frowned, "If you don't want to, then hurry up and leave the city before dark."

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Don't want to?

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Zeng Daniel said he didn't want to be stupid.

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On Firefly Island, as long as anyone who can be a practitioner's servant, wouldn't that family have no worries about eating and drinking?

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When the wind and waves hit the island, ordinary people go hungry for half a year. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

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Zeng Daniu supports his family by himself, and he has a little savings, which he fought for his life at sea.

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On Firefly Island, the most nourishing mortals are those who are accepted as servants by those practitioners.

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"I will, I will!"

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Zeng Daniu was busy kowtowing to Han Muye, his forehead hitting the bluestone steps with a "puffy" sound.

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"Okay, you can make a floor on the first floor of the shop in the future, get up early every day to open the door, and close the door at night, so you can't neglect it."

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Looking back at the dusty first floor shop, Han Muye raised his hand and said, "You clean it yourself, I'll go find some bedding."

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Zeng Daniel hurriedly said that he didn't need a quilt, he was at sea, and he slept when he lay down on a small sampan.

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Han Muye didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he went out to look for a shop that sold household items, took a spiritual stone, and bought a quilt and some furniture.

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Also custom made some wooden frames.

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After 30 years of unattended care, many items in the sword shop have decayed.

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A piece of spiritual stone, not only bought various items, the boss also promised to deliver all kinds of wooden frames to the door tomorrow, and also helped trim the magnolia tree in front of the door and repair the doors and windows in the shop.

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When Han Muye returned to the shop, he saw that Zeng Daniel had cleaned the first floor, wiped the counter and the wooden stand, and was taking the hammer he found from nowhere to repair the wooden stand.

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