"Why do you trust me so much?" Wang Jie did not show any excitement about Li Muyun's explanation, but instead frowned and looked extremely reluctant.

"Because I believe your future is not what it is now." Li Muyun smiled, passed by Wang Jie, and walked towards the mountain village.

After thinking about the last night, Li Muyun had already considered his future for himself.

He didn't want to be king or dominate, nor did he want to be a minister. He just wanted to make his life more comfortable, and to experience everything he had not experienced in his previous life, and to live his life in a simple and casual manner.

As for someone who doesn't want him to live a good life, then he will be too tit for tooth and eye for eye. If you come to me for trouble, you must be prepared to die. Anyway, his life was originally picked up, and at worst, it would be just returned to God.

It is precisely because of this idea that Li Muyun's opponents often use the "free-stocking" method. In other words, he is the boss himself and everything is handled by others. He just needs to make an idea.

Every day I sit and watch the clouds rise and fall, a cup of tea and a cup of turbid wine, it seems that the days are not far away. As long as I complete the 500,000-pound steelmaking task of Chang'an City, I can make money with peace of mind and enjoy life well.

Well..., do you want to buy a few beauties to come back? You can dance, sing music or something in the future!

As he thought about it, Li Muyun murmured unconsciously, and then a cold voice came from beside him: "Would you like to buy you a few more beautiful maids to sleep with you?"

"Sleep? Uh..." Li Muyun woke up suddenly and looked at Su Wanqing who suddenly appeared beside her: "What are you sleeping? It's still bright now!"

"Didn't you say you want to buy a few beauties? Do you want me to buy it for you?" But Su Wanqing obviously didn't want him to get through so easily. While smiling Qianxi, her eyes ejaculated that made people feel uncomfortable all over her body.

I hate these martial arts masters the most. They are so light-hearted. With such sensitive nerves, I didn't even know when this girl got close to her.

Li Muyun was depressed, but on the surface he argued tenaciously: "It would be great if you go buy it, but remember to find the old man before going to see what he needs. I guess he was tired of watching the old aunts in the grassland dance all day long."

Just as Li Muyun finished speaking, a "hugging" sound came from behind him. When he looked back, he found that it was Fang Yizhi and Wang Jie who were laughing in silence.

"You..." Li Muyun glared at her eyes, and was about to curse, when Su Wanqing's voice came from beside her: "So you don't want to buy a maid for yourself, but you want to buy it for your father, right? You can't tell that you are quite filial."

"That's right, it's quite boring for the old man to be alone on the mountain. Am I just trying to make him happy?" Li Muyun quickly continued to explain, and no longer cared about the two unscrupulous young men behind him.

"Hmph! You guys don't tell the truth all day long. I hope what you said this time is true." Su Wanqing glanced at Li Muyun with beautiful eyes, ended the review work, and left him a little face in front of Wang Jie and others.

...

But Li Muyun is so cute, how could he be so easily laughed at by others? So when he was walking halfway, he turned to Wang Jie as if he suddenly discovered something extraordinary, and said, "Wang Jie practices sword?"

Wang Jie was not wary of Li Muyun's sudden damage to him, and said without thinking: "I mainly practice guns, and swords are just secondary."

"Oh!" Li Muyun said seriously, and then continued, "So that's the case, but I heard that sword is the ancestor of hundreds of soldiers, and it is divided into three realms. If you practice well, you will be invincible in this world."

"Three realms? Which three?" Su Wanqing is a martial arts practitioner, so she is naturally very curious about this.

Although Fang Yizhi is a scholar, he often hangs a sword on his body as an accessory. After hearing Li Muyun's words, he also became a little interested.

Wang Jie, now as a gangster in the world, is naturally more interested in the so-called third level of swordsmanship, so he asked repeatedly: "Mu Yun, talk, talk quickly."

Li Muyun glanced at the three of them and smiled slightly: "Okay, since everyone wants to know, then I'll talk about it."

"So the third level, the first level refers to having a sword in your hand but not in your heart, and being called a 'human sword'. After being trained, you can become a second-rate master in the martial arts world."

"And this second level refers to having a sword in your hand and having a sword in your heart. This type is called the "Sword Man". After practicing it, you can become a top-notch master in the world."

"And this third level refers to having no sword in your hand and a sword in your heart. This type is called the "Sharp Sword". After practicing it, you can take the head of a person thousands of miles away, like taking objects from a bag. These characters are top masters and are rare in the world."

"So, there is a rumor in the world, saying: If a person reaches the sword, he will be invincible!"

After saying that, Li Muyun didn't wait for Wang Jie to think, and pulled Su Wanqing, who always felt a little unmatched, turned around and walked slowly towards the top of the mountain. In a position where everyone could not see, a smile appeared on his face after a spoof.

...

"Hiss, Brother Fang, is this third level of swordsmanship real? Why do I sound so strange?" After a long time, Wang Jie frowned and asked Fang Yizhi with some uncertainty.

"Is that right? I didn't realize it!" Fang Yizhi shook his head, and seemed to be thinking about the relationship between "man sword", "sword man", and "zhi sword".

"No, no, very wrong!" But Wang Jie was not an honest child like Fang Yizhi. After thinking for a while, he finally cursed in anger: "His uncle, Brother Fang, we were deceived by that bastard!"

"And!" Fang Yizhi raised his head.

"There are no three realms of swordsmanship at all. That bastard is just scolding us. Think about it, are the three realms he mentioned 'bitters', 'Silver cheap', 'The most humble person is invincible'!"

"Uh..." Fang Yizhi, who hadn't figured out what was going on, was suddenly stunned. Based on Wang Jie's remarks after he emphasized, it seemed that it might be that both of them were really scolded.

The most ridiculous thing is that I have been thinking about it for a long time here and have to figure out what these three realms are.

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Chapter completed!