Jian Ling's words are indecent.

He was actually not very sure that Ni Yunjiao was Mu Yun's reincarnation.

He was just a gamble.

However, his superb acting skills did not deceive Shang Qing. After a moment of losing his mind, he came back to his senses, and his smile was slightly but not in his eyes: "Do you know, I hate others lying to me the most?"

Especially, under the guise of senior brother.

The hope was shattered again and again, which had already made this man feel disheartened. Even the magical medicine circulated in ancient times could not be called back to his senior brother. How could he believe this ridiculous reincarnation?

Jian Ling paused, not panicked, and showed a cunning smile like a fox on his face: "Is it true? The Left Guardian has his own eyes, can't he look at it? I heard that the Left Guardian was a disciple of Miaozhen Sect in the past. I must have recognized me, Senior Brother Mu Yun?"

The origin of Shang Qing, the left guardian of the Demon Realm, has always been different. The most recognized one is that he and the Demon Lord came from Miaozhen Sect together. The evidence is that the traces of this person's attack are faintly revealed, and the same path as the Demon Lord.

But... he has been in Miaozhen Sect for decades and can be sure that he has never seen this person.

Ignoring Jian Ling's temptation, Shang Qing held the folding fan tightly in his hand, and even the hypocritical smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared. He looked at Jian Ling expressionlessly for a while, and he suddenly turned around, his clothes slightly raising in the wind.

“All do as planned.”

This is the last sentence that Shang Qing left before he disappeared.

Seven hundred years ago, the Secret Realm of Sumeru.

By chance, the young Chu Yi was recognized by the spirit of the secret realm and became the veritable master here.

The first thing he asked the spirit of the secret realm to do was to find his senior brother.

The Spirit of the Secret Realm looked at him in surprise: "There are countless treasures that others can see in the Sumeru Palace that are rare to see. Don't you go and see? Since you are the master's senior brother, you must be extremely powerful and you will not be able to get anything out for a while..."

The words came to an abrupt end, and a sword shining with cold light spread across her neck. Even though this could not really hurt her, it still made the spirit of the secret realm lose its appearance.

"I said, take me to see my senior brother." Chu Yi narrowed his eyes dangerously and paused, "Remember, I am your master, and you only need to obey the orders."

His eyes seemed to show that he did not mind erasing her consciousness and making this secret realm completely a puppet. The spirit of the secret realm shuddered and suddenly realized that the young man's gentle and elegant appearance was just pretending that his current coldness was what he really looked like.

The beautiful feelings that had just sprouted were immediately shattered, and the contract that had been signed could not be cancelled. She had to lead the way obediently, for fear that this person would really destroy her if he was not happy.

After taking the road, seeing that Chu Yi had no other instructions, the spirit of the secret realm ran away in smog.

Chu Yi ignored her, and his whole thoughts were on his senior brother.

On the edge of the cliff with green grass, the swordsman in white sat on the ground, his back straightened and his face was cold. Even when he was alone, he never relaxed.

In contrast to the cold aura, a tender bird was parked on the man's clear fingers. This bird that looked the most ordinary was not afraid of him, and it chirped and made joyful cry.

Chu Yi clearly saw that although the senior brother's expression remained unchanged, there was a soft smile in his eyes. He stretched out his other hand, as if he wanted to caress the bird's feathers, and his movements contained the carefulness that Chu Yi had never seen before.

Chu Yi took a step forward and called out with a smile: "Senior Brother!"

The sound was particularly clear on this quiet cliff. The birds were startled by the sudden call and flew away with their wings.

Mu Yun watched its small figure gradually fade away, turned his head and responded: "A Shang."

A Shang is Chu Yi's nickname. Only Mu Yun knows this, and only he occasionally calls this name.

It seems that the senior brother is in a good mood, Chu Yi thought to himself.

Usually, when the senior brother calls him, he always has his first and last name.

So he walked forward and deliberately sat down next to his senior brother, smiling with his eyebrows and eyes curled, and called out again: "Senior Brother."

The heart is peaceful and happy.

Mu Yun looked at him and said softly: "A Shang, senior brother is very happy."

I don’t know if it was Chu Yi’s illusion, but when the senior brother said this, there was a fleeting smile in his tone.

Mu Yun's voice continued: "You can pass the test of the Sumeru Secret Realm and find this place through the Jiuxuan Sword Formation. This is great. Even if I am gone in the future..."

"Senior Brother!" Chu Yi opened his eyes wide and interrupted him in extreme shock, "What does senior brother mean are gone?"

After a pause, he realized his rudeness, but he still looked straight into Mu Yun's eyes stubbornly and refused to move them away.

Mu Yun did not blame him, but said lightly: "It's just a casual statement. How difficult is the road to seeking? How can there be no twists and turns?"

What kind of twists and turns can make the shocking real person Mu Yun "abandoned"?

Chu Yi just thought he was planning ahead, but he still couldn't accept it and threw himself into his senior brother's arms, hugging him tightly and refused to let go: "The senior brother will definitely cultivate the great way and enjoy eternal life! No matter how big the ups and downs are, I will never live with you together!"

Mu Yun was stunned. There was a slight sigh in his eyes. After a while, he reached out and touched his junior brother's head.

Silly child. If he can face it alone, why should he fill another life?

Time passes, things change.

But when three paths appeared in front of Ni Yunjiao, he only took a look and chose the "heart-asking" path as hundreds of years ago without hesitation.

His Tao does not need to be asked; his skills do not need to be asked.

Only the "heart" still has a little hesitation.

That's right, unlike the path that most people can choose to deal with, Ni Yunjiao really regards it as a training, and wants to see his heart clearly.

By chance, there were only three roads where you could not use spiritual power without using your spiritual power. Amid the surging malice and inner demons, Ni Yunjiao dressed like snow and walked to the end with a faint expression.

The last level.

As the smoke swelled, everything accelerated...

Ni Yunjiao passed the test in the Secret Realm of Sumi and obtained the spiritual medicine that could reshape the foundation. He and Ni Yunchu lived in seclusion in the same valley to practice. A hundred years later, he broke through the golden elixir and was about to lift his sword to leave the valley, but was stopped by Ni Yunchu.

"Brother, now we are in a low strength and it is difficult to fight against our enemies. Why not wait until after the Nascent Soul to take revenge?" Ni Yunchu was vague and what he said was not in line with his personality, but for some reason, Ni Yunjiao was convinced.

So, they lived in seclusion for hundreds of years. When Ni Yunjiao was struggling to break through the Nascent Soul, a grim smile suddenly sounded in the sky, and the proud voice of the left guardian of the Demon World resounded throughout the world: "I, Shangqing, have cultivated the great way today, and from now on, I am the only one in the sky and under the earth!"

As he said that, a folding fan flew into the air and killed Ni Yunchu beside him.

"After escaping for so long, you will die under my hands!"

Ni Yunjiao vomited a mouthful of blood.

His hand was pressed on the sword, trembling slightly.

Shang Qing looked at the figure in white clothes with a steady look. With just a glance, he knew that it was his senior brother.

His eyes were slightly wet, and Shang Qing opened his lips, but he didn't know what to say.

He has been waiting for too long...

"Senior Brother..." The dull voice was inaudible. Shang Qing looked at the figure and stepped forward step by step.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, with a charming and gorgeous appearance, but his eyes were as pure as a child.

Senior brother, you are back.

He wanted to say this, but the next moment, the sword light was shivering, blocking all his joy in his mouth.

Ni Yunjiao opened his eyes.

Wherever he saw, the man in red slowly walked over. With just a glance, he knew that it was Shang Qing, the left guardian of the demon world who destroyed the Ni family.

Why does he seem unsuspecting? Is he disdainful?

At that moment, Ni Yunjiao grabbed the man's weakness. The long sword in his hand stabbed out without any mercy, without any hindrance.

The sword entered the chest and blood splattered.

In Shang Qing's wide eyes, Ni Yunjiao could not distinguish the complex emotions, nor did he intend to distinguish them. He thought indifferently: Is the blood of the demon cultivator also red?

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OK, just kidding :)

Come to a small theater:

Chu Yi: Arrange such a demon for your senior brother, tell me, how do you want to die?

The Spirit of the Secret Realm: Crying.

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I wish all the best of the cute little girl in the college entrance examination! Come on, you are the best!

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Thank you Xu Xian, Mu Zheng, Youyou Zimo, Jin Yu, the distance, the mines of the world and the three thousand little angels who chased life~
Chapter completed!