Time flies, and time passes.

In a flash, twelve years have passed.

Zhonglu, Xuanyue Island, the five-year heroes' meeting is coming to an end.

On the high platform made of white jade, amid the cheers and exclamations of everyone, the white-clothed sword cultivator carried the sword and walked downstairs.

Behind him, the young man in purple cursed in anger: "Miaozhen Muyun, I remember you!"

However, the young man in white did not turn back, and his tall and cold figure slowly disappeared into the crowd.

The face of the person on the stage was a bit bad. The young man in purple touched his face scratched by the sword energy, and couldn't help but smash the ground with his hand in anger, then took a breath of air conditioning - a protective formation was set up on the ground, and the rebound force was even greater than that of him.

"Young Master..."

My subordinate ran up to help him, and was pushed away impatiently.

Lei Yi struggled to stand up, swept over the onlookers unhappily, snorted coldly, and turned around and left.

He wrote down this revenge!

After defeating the young master Lei Yi of Xuanwumen, the leader this time has settled. Mu Yun was able to choose one of the three treasures provided as his prize.

In the surprised gaze of the old monk, he chose the Thousand-year Fire Lotus Bi sealed in the spirit box without hesitation.

Lei Yi, who was waiting with his arms, thrust his eyelids and almost jumped up.

What kind of Fire Lotus Bi is a sword cultivator?

Through the box, you can vaguely see an extremely pure red color. The pure fire-attribute spiritual energy makes the spiritual power in his meridians move. If there is it... I believe that it will be no problem to break through the Nascent Soul by yourself!

Lei Yi stared at Mu Yun's hand, and sparks were almost emerging.

The white-clothed sword cultivator looked at him with some awareness, paused when he met his angry eyes, and then turned around and left indifferently.

Lei Yi wanted to follow him, but was stopped by the old monk: "Fellow Taoist, you haven't chosen yet..."

Lei Yi waved his hand: "I'll give it to the fellow Taoist behind you!" As he said that, he chased him out, just in time to catch up with the sword cultivator who was about to leave.

"Hey," he took a breath, Lei Yi decided to ignore his past grudges and tried to discuss with him, "How about you give this to me? You are a sword cultivator, and the Fire Lotus Bi is not used at all. Our Xuanwumen has the Xuan Iron Sword Embryo passed down from ancient times, so I can use this for you!"

Unlike the Fire Lotus Bi, which can only be absorbed by mutated fire spirit roots, the Black Iron Sword Embryo is a rare good thing for most sword cultivators. Speaking of which, it is much more precious!

However, Mu Yun refused him without raising his eyelids: "No."

A simple word blocked all the words Lei Yi said next.

Lei Yi, who was holding his throat in one breath: "..."

In the next few days, Lei Yi took out his unprecedented patience and made up his mind to stick it to the end, and he must get the fire lotus jade.

"Brother, what's the use of holding this? A mutated fire spirit root like me is rare in a thousand years. Who else is worthy of it except me?" Lei Yi chattered behind Mu Yun.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too few people who could use it, it wouldn't have been regarded as a reward from the heroes. Lei Yi considered himself a rare genius of this generation, and no one would take it seriously except Chu Yi, the eldest disciple of Miaozhen Sect. After knowing that Chu Yi was in seclusion and attacking the Nascent Soul, he was determined to win it. Unexpectedly, a Mu Yun suddenly appeared, Ji Ji Wuming, but defeated him in one fell swoop.

"By the way, why is your sword technique so good? That was the sword intent before, right? Isn't Miaozhen Sect the most uncultivated? Who did you learn your sword technique?"

Baiyi paused for a moment, turned his head and looked at him coldly: "Fellow Taoist to be careful."

It is a serious crime to leave his master aside to learn skills from others. Lei Yi was stunned for a moment before reacting, and scratched his head embarrassedly: "I'm talking nonsense, fellow Taoists, don't take it to your heart."

He looked arrogant and domineering before, but now he was embarrassed, and he became more straightforward.

Mu Yun calmed down his expression and remained silent.

Seeing this, Lei Yi climbed up the pole: "Tell me if it's okay? What's the use of Fire Lotus Bi? It can't make a sword..."

Mu Yun still answered briefly: "Give me a gift."

Next, perhaps in order to block Lei Yi's mouth, Mu Yun calmly opened the spirit box and took out a knife in his drooling and gradually became disbelief.

He was quick and neat and did not miss the ground, carving out the appearance he had already thought of.

Lei Yi: "..." If possible, he really wanted to yell at the sky: It's a waste of resources!!!

"You, you...you want to make it a hairpin?"

Mu Yun responded casually, and his eyes were still focused on the hairpin that was gradually becoming a prototype in his hand.

I don’t know why, it was the first time he did such a thing, but he felt a little familiar and his hands were not difficult at all.

Maybe it's because you have practiced too much sword?

Thinking of this, Mu Yun's thoughts drifted away.

He remembered his senior brother.

The eldest brother should have come out of seclusion? If he didn't see him, he would be unhappy again.

A trace of softness flashed in Mu Yun's eyes. He was obviously a senior brother, but sometimes he could act coquettishly in front of him without any scruples. But if he was really unhappy, he would not say a word and just smile and pretend that nothing would happen.

Magically, Mu Yun could always accurately sense Chu Yi's true emotions.

For Mu Yun, Chu Yi was one of the most important people in Miaozhen Sect.

When he first came to the sect, he didn't like crying or laughing, he was cold and closed. Chu Yi kept pulling him out and took him to see the world. He was cold and didn't like crowds, so Chu Yi took him to see the snow peaks, clouds, waterfalls and sunsets; he became fascinated by swordsmanship, so Chu Yi spent a lot of time with him to practice sword skills every day.

Sometimes Mu Yun himself would also be confused. Is the senior brother so kind to him really just because of his master’s advice?

But he didn't search for it for long, because having a senior brother like Chu Yi was really a very energy-intensive thing.

Chu Yi likes to travel with him very much, and often finds many interesting secret realms. So they have to deal with the fire-breathing lakes, the lost magical demon plants, and powerful monsters of different shapes...

Most of Mu Yun’s swordsmanship was honed in actual combat.

This time, everyone else was amazed at Chu Yi's talented monster. Only Mu Yun knew that he had to go into seclusion for a long time before he finally had to break through. Before entering, he was still leaning on his shoulder and asked seriously: "I'm out of seclusion, can I see Ayun first?"

Mu Yun replied at the time: "I should wait for my senior brother to come out of seclusion." So Chu Yi's eyes immediately had an intoxicating halo, as if he had heard some amazing promise, and a smile surged in his eyes.

Unfortunately, he had to break his promise.

How could he have always been with his senior brother? He could not recognize his way?

Speaking of which, should we go south or north next?

He kept moving his hands, looked at Lei Yi with his head indifferently and his voice was silent: "The remaining fire lotus jade is useless to me. If you have any need, you might as well take it away."

Lei Yi's eyes lit up. No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat!

He immediately patted his chest and promised: "If there is any place where we need it in the future, just open your mouth!"

However, he heard the cold sword cultivator say lightly: "Do you know how to get Miaozhen Sect?"

It is not unreasonable that Miaozhen Sect has a transcendent position in Zhonglu.

Wandering around, Lei Yi was not as a self-conscious as an outsider, and he often compared his own sect in his heart.

Finally, he had to admit that Miaozhen Sect was indeed a little better than their Xuanwumen.

But, it's just a little bit.

Thinking confidently, he raised his foot to the library in front of him. The library of Miaozhen Sect is famously all-encompassing in the Taoist sect, with countless books. It is said that the space inside has been expanded hundreds of times.

It looks...it's just an ordinary appearance. It's a simple three-story building, compared with its reputation, can only be said to be very shabby.

A curiosity arose in his heart. He was about to step in, but the disciple in front of the door stopped him: "Please show the token in the important place of the sect."

This is not a problem for him!

Lei Yi, who was prepared, smiled and took out a sign from his sleeve, with black patterns on white background and a small golden seal script in the middle, making the disciples in front of him respectfully suddenly: "Please."

At the same time, the disciple muttered in his heart: The token of the true disciple? When did another true disciple be added to the sect? Could it be that the outer disciple who lost his luck and was attracted by the elder?

Lei Yi didn't care about this. He raised his head and strode in. The ancient token was hung by him at his waist, shaking, which was particularly eye-catching.

Perhaps it was to be busy with the Nascent Soul Ceremony of Chu Yi, not many people were there in the library. They climbed the last floor unobstructedly all the way, and Lei Yi was stunned: There was a man standing in front of the window, wearing the white clothes that Miaozhen Sect was routinely dressed, looking from behind, with a tall figure.

He was carelessly ready to go up and say hello, but he saw that the man had turned around and looked at him. His plain eyes immediately became sharp after passing the token on his waist. At that moment, Lei Yi even had goose bumps.

He felt the murderous intent.

He suddenly wanted to retreat, but he couldn't move, and Lei Yi suddenly felt cold sweat flowing.

This is a Nascent Soul monk!

"Former, senior," Lei Yi stammered, "I, I am a guest of your Miaozhen Sect, and I didn't sneak in... I also know your disciples, Mu Yun, you know, I am his good friend!"

His words gradually became smoother, and he even began to make up nonsense: "This time, he repeatedly begged, and I came to participate in the Nascent Soul Ceremony of your Miaozhen Sect! Look, this is his token!"

No matter what, Mu Yun is a true disciple, so this person always has to give him some face, right?

However, Lei Yi was desperate to find that as he said more and more, the stern meaning in the eyes of the "senius" became heavier and heavier... Finally, he simply stopped and glanced around, hoping to find a life.

This vitality comes soon.

"Senior Brother." The cold voice was Mu Yun.

So, Lei Yi immediately put away the murderous intent when he saw the person in front of him, raised his eyes with a smile, and did not respond, but just looked at it like a cat waiting for a smooth hair.

This metaphor that suddenly appeared in my mind made Lei Yi get goose bumps again. He shook his head and couldn't wait to ask for help, "Help me, fellow Taoist!"

Seeing Mu Yun's gaze looking at him with a little confusion, Lei Yi was about to show how he couldn't move, but he staggered to the ground.

——No exaggeration, it looks like a fake fall.
To be continued...