Mu Yun was originally a person who was about to attack the transformation of God.

If successful, he would be the youngest god-transforming monk in Central Land in a thousand years. But later, because of the battle between Taoist and Demons, he left the pass halfway and became the commander and commander representing Miaozhenzong on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, even though he has a high level of cultivation, he still suffered a lot of injuries due to the number gap between the two sides and the endless methods of demon cultivating.

Chu Yi still remembers that time he secretly went down the mountain to visit his senior brother. The sword cultivator in white looked cold and calm. Just standing on the city wall could give people a strong sense of reliability. At that time, he was mixed in the crowd of people who were amazed and admired, and felt a secret pride and possessiveness in his heart.

At the same time, there is also an ambition growing - he wants to stand side by side with his senior brother.

But later, when he slipped into his senior brother's residence, he heard the pharmacist's warning, and realized that Mu Yun's invincible appearance had already become unstable in his cultivation. However, in order to maintain the status of Miaozhen Sect, he still had to stay here and use elixirs to create the illusion of calmness and lightness.

At that moment, Chu Yi felt dissatisfied with their master and the sect leader of Miaozhen Sect. Of course, what he was most dissatisfied with was himself - he in the late stage of Jindan, and he undoubtedly could not replace his senior brother.

After returning to the sect, he did not care about his usual style of keeping his weaknesses. He practiced as if he was desperate and showed his sharpness. He intimidated all kinds of gangsters. Seeing this, the sect leader was very pleased, and no one knew that by such coincidence, he thought that he had a new successor and made the decision to change the fate of the world of cultivation.

As Chu Yi investigated, this master with human face and beast heart gave his great disciple a secret medicine - the ninth-level pill that spread later, which could increase people to a great level. He ordered Mu Yun to sneak into the demon world with this pill and die with the demon king at all costs. At the same time, he also used this to seek credit from other sects and seek a lot of benefits for his own cultivation.

Later, the Demon Lord died and the Taoist Sect celebrated. Even the Miaozhen Sect celebrated for three days and three nights. Everyone was drunk, as if they could no longer remember their elder brother died.

Chu Yi looked at all this coldly.

The flames in my heart boiled to the extreme, and it turned out to be cold. It was so cool that it was deserted, and only grew like wild weeds of hatred.

At the God Transformation Ceremony held for him by Miaozhen Sect, Chu Yi smiled and politely and gentlely, and fell into the devil in front of the heads of various sects. He led his confidant to kill out of the sect. That day, blood reflected the sky red.

The decline of Miaozhen Sect was not a day or night. Chu Yi was silently splitting, creating conflicts and bewitching. In the end, he not only became a demon himself, but also took away nearly a hundred disciples and became his first team in the demon world. The elite disciples trained by the sect leader for the next generation either followed Chu Yi or died under his sword.

So the battle between Taoist demons ignited again.

The sect leader changed from a benefactor of the Taoist sect to a sinner. Chu Yi, who was prepared, would certainly not be easily threatened by the ninth-level pill. And the God Transformation Stage was unable to take this pill. They could only watch Chu Yi's strength get stronger and stronger, and as the demons faded away, the Zhonglu fell.

Chu Yi always smiled, his eyes were crazy and growing, and it became more and more scary every day.

Many years later, everyone knows the moody name of Demon Lord, and few people remember that the young man in blue who came and went to and from the peaks of Miaozhen Sect in the past had clear eyebrows and gentle smiles. His appearance with the sword cultivator in white was a beautiful scenery that was fascinating.

When he passed by Qizhou, Mu Jiao stayed for a long time. This is the hometown of a generation of sword master Xiaoyaoke. After he became famous, he left his own sword seal somewhere in Qizhou, attracting countless swordsmen to visit.

Walking in the secret realm of various mechanisms and traps, both of them seemed very calm. The difference is that Mu Jiao is because of his personality, and Chu Shang is purely because of his strength to crush everything.

Looking at the cave in front of him, Chu Shang raised his foot and was about to step in, but Mu Jiao stopped him - he held his hand.

The contact of the skin made Chu Shang breathe. Mu Jiao's palms were warm, dry and powerful. He just held his hand, but it felt like he was holding his heart, making him even at a moment of helplessness. At that moment, he couldn't hear clearly what Mu Jiao was saying: "...Be careful first."

It's amazing. Even though they had ever had skin-friendly relationships, Chu Shang still felt timid because of his close contact with his senior brother.

He got too little, so even such contact felt that it was a gift. Chu Shang smiled self-deprecatingly and suddenly had an idea - he hoped that his senior brother would never restore his former memory. Losing his previous life memory was just Mu Jiao's senior brother, without the burden on his shoulders, could concentrate on what he wanted to do; and once he recovered his memory and knew that his former junior brother had fallen into the devil's path and became a big devil that everyone feared, would he be very disappointed?

A strange color flashed in his eyes, so fast that it was hard to see clearly.

Mu Jiao only felt that the people next to him were silent than usual, and without all the small movements that had always attracted attention, he seemed soft and well-behaved.

This allowed him to deal with the formation in the cave with all his heart, and forgot to let go.

When he pulled Chu Shang to successfully pass the test of Xiaoyaoke, he heard Chu Shang's smile: "Do I and fellow Taoists look like a pair of fairy couples?"

Mu Jiao: "..."

He quietly glanced at the man in blue in front of him, and threw down one lightly: "According to physiognomy, we have some couple appearances." After that, he let go of his hand and looked forward to study the marks on the stone wall.

Tu Liu Chu Shang was still in a state of conflict, his eyes rippling with water: What does the words of Master, Senior Brother mean? Is this answering him?

——But, isn’t this his true appearance? Is the senior brother just studying physiognomy recently and talking casually?

For the first time, Chu Shang felt that it was not a good thing that senior brother was too knowledgeable.

After lifting the seal in his body, Mu Jiao's cultivation progressed very quickly. He was stable in his mind and had never been hindered in his state of mind. The only difference was the accumulation of spiritual power.

In just a few decades, he ushered in the heavenly tribulation of the Nascent Soul.

This heavenly tribulation is huge and not as secret as before. It attracted many monks to come and watch, standing a hundred feet away from a distance to condense their eyes.

It’s not that there are monks who want to get closer, but as long as they move forward, they will be forced back by the sharp sword light. The man in blue has a weird hair, and just a faint look makes people feel chilled.

They had to comfort themselves: it would be better to stand farther and not be affected by the thunder disaster.

After the thunder tribulation, the dark clouds dissipated, and the golden light bursts. The abundant spiritual energy made the monks around him look intoxicated.

After a while, seeing no abnormal movements, the monks who had passed the tribulation had not yet come out for some reason, and the crowd quickly dispersed, and the rest seemed particularly prominent.

A fancy robe like a rich and rogue monk made Chu Shang squint his eyes and was a little surprised.

Jian Ling...is so lucky, he escaped from the Secret Realm of Sumeru?

Not only did he escape, he looked pretty good, and his cultivation level was much more profound. Although Jian Ling, who used concealing magic weapon, seemed to have only the level of Jindan cultivation, Chu Shang recognized at a glance that he had reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Such cultivation can also be the position of an elder among the five major sects.

Chu Shang did not have the leisure to guess why he appeared here, but just glanced at him indifferently, then turned around and walked in.

The senior brother has not come out yet... Did something happen when I was over the tribulation?

As for Jian Ling... if he is ill-intentioned, it will not be too late to kill with one sword.

The author has something to say: The countdown is about two chapters to finish~

By the way, after I finished my imagination, I lost the motivation to write... I became lazy and became lazy.

I want to write about Chu Yi’s rebirth and then become my senior brother. It feels quite fun.

Next time I see you at 11 o'clock the day after tomorrow, good night everyone^-^

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