章 81: On the Nine Mystic Mountain, the bell rang five times!

On the third floor of the Sword Pavilion, the Sect Master of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, Jin Ze, stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back.

Beside him was the Sword Pavilion Elder, who was also looking into the distance.

Han Muye ascended to the third floor and looked at the two of them. He took a deep breath and bowed. "Han Muye greets the Sect Master and Elder."

The two of them turned back to Han Muye.

Under the heavy atmosphere, Han Muye found it difficult to breathe.

This was a great cultivator.

It was not an elder who was drinking with him.

At this moment, Han Muye finally felt respect for the grand cultivator.

"Senior Brother Gao, have you thought it through?"

A moment later, Han Muye felt the pressure on his body lighten, and then he heard Sect Master Jin Ze's voice.