Day and night, the clattering horses' hooves on the way to Yecheng kept ringing, and gradually, the surrounding mountains became more and more flat, and the vision became more and more wide.

Finally came to the plains.

It's another morning.

When Ji Hongxiang was still asleep, the carriage suddenly stopped, and the coachman slapped the carriage with a thick palm outside, and said with a thick accent: "It's here!" To the end! ”

After being confused for a while, she opened her eyes, and the little girls who were with her got out of the car one after another, and she hurriedly followed. got out of the carriage, and as soon as I looked up, I saw the gate of the sect family.

Two magnificent stone carved spirit beasts sat and lay on both sides of the gate, their pupils inlaid with shining spirit beads, and their blazing eyes looked at everyone who came to the Mu family; The door plaque is made of high-quality black dragon wood, and the golden font is strong and powerful, which has a lofty spirit; There are still nine steps in front of the gate, nine, is the number of heaven and earth, and it also has a special status in the formation.

The Mu family.

The head of the three major clans in Minchuan, the emperor of the Qianyun Sect, for more than ten years, the Zong family has been guarding the small spiritual realm located in Yecheng, Minchuan, and the family is located in several towns in Minchuan, and its power should not be underestimated.

The Mujia family. Ji Hongxiang took a deep breath of Yecheng's air, she finally arrived!

Cui Hao and the others, who came with them, had already gone to the inn in the city to meet with the other Qianyun Sect disciples, and they only came back on the day when the Little Spirit Realm opened. Not only the Qianyun Sect, but also the other various sects and families in the Qianyun Realm that could speak have also arrived in Yecheng one after another in the past few days.

The Qianyun Sect, which has been in charge of the small spirit realm for many years, has not been able to keep the news of Huan Lingbi this time, which has attracted the prying eyes of many jackals, tigers and leopards, Rao is that it is powerful, and it is not willing to occupy a heavy treasure with one enemy, and besides, the disciples of the Qianyun Sect, some of them are the descendants of a certain big clan, and the internal division of the Qianyun Sect has been divided into multiple factions, and I don't know how many people have ghosts in their hearts, and they are no longer monolithic.

So the Qianyun Sect finally made a concession: the secret treasure of the small spirit realm will appear, and our sect sincerely invites the major clans and sects to explore the secrets of the small spirit realm, and all the treasures obtained in the secret realm are all based on personal fate, and our sect will not be contaminated in the slightest. In order to prove fairness, and also to give all the elite in the Qianyun Realm a precious opportunity to try, all ethnic groups and factions can only send young monks who have not yet been established......

Five days later, it was the time when the small spirit realm opened, whether it was to find out the news, or to take the opportunity to win over the masters, all the monks involved in this matter had already arrived in Yecheng, and almost broke the door rails of Yecheng, that is, Cui Hao and his party were already several days late for the others in the same door.

Ji Hong's makeup was among the servants and maids, waiting for other people with higher status to enter the door one by one. Mu Yinxi got off the horse, and a small guy who was waiting at the door immediately led the horse with great eyes, he bowed his head slightly and thanked him, and the little guy was flattered and said again and again: "The little one should be!" You're welcome! ”

At this moment, a crisp and delicate female voice sounded: "Is it Brother Yinxi?" ”

And with that, a cardamom girl. The girl's birth is delicate and moving, especially a pair of good eyes are more vivid and dazzling than the pearl of the moonlit night, the apricot yellow wide-sleeved fairy group makes the girl's complexion fair and beautiful, and the cherry-colored lips are even more coquettish: "Brother Yinxi, you are finally back!" Li'er has been waiting for many days! ”

In the face of such a delicate and passionate girl who is more beautiful and passionate than the most colorful roses in the world, even the glacier has to melt, right?

Everyone present thought so in their hearts.

However, Mu Yinxi is always the cold Mu Yinxi. Facing the enthusiastic Mu Li, he didn't seem to understand the girl's mind at all, and said without hesitation: "What about Mu Tian? ”

"Mu Bingshan who doesn't understand the amorous style! Hum! As soon as I came back, I only knew to ask my brother! The girl said this, but the pace accelerated, she came to Mu Yinxi's side, grabbed the young man's arm, and while walking towards the door, she pouted and complained: "Yesterday, Elder Wuzhong sent a message back, saying that you have broken through to the foundation building period, as soon as my brother heard the news, he was so angry that he blushed and his neck was thick, saying that he must surpass you, and then he didn't eat dinner, and immediately went to retreat!" You men are all like this! Cultivation cultivation cultivation! My father is like this, my brother is like this, even I am happy—" She suddenly stopped, her little face was slightly red, and she lowered her head in shame, not daring to look at the look of the young man beside her.

So he missed the glance that the boy suddenly looked back.

When Mu Yinxi looked back, Ji Hongxiang was looking in the direction of Mu Yuan.

[Girl, come to me today. Ji Hongxiang suddenly heard Shizun say this to her, so shocked that she almost didn't hold the things in her hand, and when she came to her senses, she found that Mu Yinxi had already walked away from the girl who called herself "Li Er".

"It's a bloody drama." She whispered. I don't know who it is.

After not hearing the person next to him speak for a while, Mu Li looked up, but found that Mu Yinxi was frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

What is Brother Yinxi worried about? She was puzzled.

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The Mu family clan is indeed much more atmospheric than the small Yucheng family.

Today, all the sons of the divided families have returned to the Zongjia, and the entire courtyard of the Mu family is not crowded at all, and the mansion of the Mu family alone occupies half of the land in Yecheng, which is not unreasonable.

Originally, there was a special residence for the servants and maids in the Mu house, but it was not easy for the sons of the family and their attendants to disrupt the arrangement, so in fact, the servants and maids from Yucheng all moved in with the master.

Mu An was assigned to a courtyard and lived with the other sons-in-law, each of whom had a side room, and the servants and maidservants had a room for three. The people of Yucheng other than him, especially those who were not highly gifted and not related to him, could only be assigned to a small courtyard and live with the children of other families who were not valued, and the two of them shared a room.

At the end of the day, status determines treatment. And strength determines status. When a person has neither status nor strength, then he can only live at the bottom forever, and he is pressured by the upper classes to resist.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs.

The saints are unkind, and they use the people as dogs.

Everything in the world is an ant, and heaven is ordinary and has no preference. Therefore, people who are not willing to be ants can only continue to strive for the top, continue to explore the avenue, and constantly desire to break through!

Heaven wants people to live a hundred lives, and heaven wants all things to die at the end of time, so the monks must continue to fight, they must continue to seek the Tao, from a hundred years to a thousand years, from a thousand years to ten thousand years!

The avenue has always been a camp, thirsty for a trace of vitality.

The ancient saints were no exception.