Wei Yuan stood up and opened the door, and asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Is there anything you have to do with me?"

"Yan Qingjun didn't go around the corner and said straight to the point, "Young Master Wei's swordsmanship is the only one I have seen in my life. Yan Qingjun admires it very much and wants to discuss it with Youth."

"how?

Still have to fight?"

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Yan Qingjun shook his head quickly, "It's not a discussion, it's just a discussion. I think my sword skills have reached the pinnacle in the same realm. Even a person who is one level higher may not be my opponent. But at the discussion meeting that day, Mr. Wei's sword amazed me with one sword, which made me completely realize my shortcomings. My sword skills are still in vain."

As he said this, Yan Qingjun looked up at Wei Yuan with a sincere look on his face, "So I want to ask Mr. Wei how to reach your height and how to reach the ultimate of swordsmanship."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan smiled helplessly, "You guys are really strange. They always say that they want to pursue the ultimate swordsmanship, but they can't even do the most basic things like being down-to-earth and step by step. They have to learn to fly before they can learn to climb. It's hopeless."

Yan Qingjun was stunned for a moment, then said with some confusion, "How can Mr. Wei explain this?

Didn’t I come to ask for advice because I lost to you and felt that I was not enough?

Could it be that there is something wrong with this?"

Wei Yuan took a deep breath, "I told you the shortcomings of your swordsmanship early in the morning, but you just didn't realize it."

As he said that, Wei Yuan didn't intend to pay attention to him and turned back to the room.

Yan Qingjun was slightly stunned, and then chased into the room, "Mr. Wei said something that I was too murderous?

But swordsmanship is a killing skill. The coexistence of murderous intent and swordsmanship should be the truth, isn’t it right?”

Wei Yuan shook his head, "No."

“What’s wrong?”

"All wrong."

Yan Qingjun frowned slightly, "Please ask Mr. Wei to solve the problem!"

Wei Yuan glanced at him indifferently, "turned around."

Yan Qingjun was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't know what he wanted to do, he still turned around honestly.

But the moment he turned around, Wei Yuan quietly drew his sword, and the sword edge hit his back. Yan Qingjun's face changed suddenly and he did not dare to act rashly.

"Do you understand now?"

Wei Yuan's voice came.

Yan Qingjun frowned and shook her head slightly.

Wei Yuan sighed helplessly, withdrew his sword, and then a murderous intent erupted out, and the sword tip rushed towards him.

This time, Yan Qingjun had noticed it, so he hurriedly avoided it sideways, then turned around and took the sword to lift the sword edge.

Wei Yuan's sword fell to nothing, but he was not lost, but slowly put his sword in the sheath, "Your murderous intent is your weakness, exposing your sword. Sometimes, the sword hidden in the sheath is more dangerous than the sword that has been unsheathed."

As he said this, Wei Yuan put away his long sword and continued, "In the ring, the moment your murderous intent spread, the sword technique trajectory was already displayed in front of me. To put it bluntly, you did not hide your sword well, and you could not see my sword. What did you think you would beat me?"

Hearing this, Yan Qingjun seemed to have some insight, frowned for a while and didn't say anything.

Wei Yuan looked at him like this and seemed to have to think about it for a long time, and said lightly, "Can you leave?"

Yan Qingjun took a deep breath, then turned around and knelt down at Wei Yuan, and kowtowed three times, "Mr. Wei's swordsmanship is advanced, please accept me as his disciple. I will practice diligently in the future and will never embarrass the master!"

Wei Yuan was stunned for a moment and raised his eyebrows, "I don't have time to teach you."

"I will never delay my master's affairs. As long as the master is willing to teach me sword skills, I am willing to do anything!"

Yan Qingjun looked up at Wei Yuan with a firm look on his face.

Wei Yuan narrowed his eyebrows and his eyes, "Aren't you a disciple of Beishan Sword Sect?

Liu Anzhi may not agree to this if he changes his visits to other people's disciples."

Yan Qingjun shook his head, "This is not a problem. Although Beishan Sword Sect worships the mountain master as the sect leader, there is no regulation that should not be apprenticed to others. Moreover, the disciples of the Sword Sect are just a name, indicating that they respect the mountain master and the red-clothed sword god and their pursuit of swordsmanship, and they have no restrictions."

Wei Yuan rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, "But I don't want to accept disciples."

"Then just register disciples. As long as the master is willing to teach me sword skills, it doesn't matter if the registered disciples."

Yan Qingjun hurriedly spoke.

Judging from his appearance, Wei Yuan knew that if this continues, this boy would not give up easily. Since this is the case, just register the disciples, as long as he does not hinder himself from finding the traces of the demons.

"Okay, from now on, you will be my registered disciple. You'll be satisfied with this."

Wei Yuan rubbed his eyebrows and waved his hand helplessly.

"Yes! Master, the disciple must practice diligently and will never embarrass the master!"

Wei Yuan nodded, "What you have to do in the future is to hide the sword. You will not be able to draw the sword until life and death within a year, do you understand?"

Hearing this, Yan Qingjun was stunned for a moment, "Why?"

"Your murderous intent is too heavy and has long been deeply rooted. Every time you draw a sword, it comes out with murderous intent. If you want to suppress your murderous intent, you must first suppress your sword."

Yan Qingjun nodded, "Yes, my disciple must remember."

Wei Yuan slowly stood up and said, "You go back, I have something to do."

Yan Qingjun hurriedly said, "I can go with my master."

"I'll go out for a good fortune!"

"I'll go out to Gong, too."

At the same time, in the Imperial Palace of the Xiliang Imperial Hu Guard, Jia Xianren sat on the main seat and looked at Han Chi on the guest seat with a smile on his face, "What's wrong with Elder Han coming to my capital?"

After taking a sip of tea, Han Chi replied with a smile, "Of course, there is something to do, I need the commander's help. I am looking for someone named Wei Wuhen. I don't know if the commander can help me."

"Wei Wuhen?"

Jia Xianren raised his eyebrows, "This world is so great, it may not be easy for Elder Han to catch a needle in this sea."

"Please rest assured, the commander, this person should be in Liangcheng. This is the commander's territory. It should not be difficult to find this person if you need to."

"What's special about this person? Is it necessary for Elder Han to do such a lot of trouble?"

Jia Xianren asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Han Chi smiled slightly, "This man stole a magic weapon from me, so I hope the commander must leave him a living mouth and ask me to ask the whereabouts of the magic weapon."

"That's natural. Since it's Elder Han's business, I will do my best."

As he said that, Jia Xianren raised his hand and called his subordinates, notified the name Wei Wuhen, and ordered the whole city to search in secret and not to alert the snake.

Han Chi nodded with satisfaction. The relationship between Taiyi Evil Sect and the Imperial Huwei has always been very good. With the identity of the elder of Taiyi Evil Sect, it is much more convenient to act.

"So that's the case, I won't bother you anymore, I'll say goodbye first."

"Please rest assured that as long as Wei Wuhen is in Liangcheng, he will definitely not fly out of the palm of my Royal Lin Hu Guard."

Han Chi bowed respectfully before turning around and leaving the Imperial Palace.
Chapter completed!