In the afternoon, the sun is cloudy, the wind and rain must be combined, and the fog is sinking and rising.

On the top of the vast mountain stands an inconspicuous wooden house, under the eaves there is a chaise longue, on which lies a woman dressed in cloud clothes, she squints slightly and looks at the distant mountains in the rain.

The door of the wooden house was pushed open, and out came a very handsome boy with phoenix eyes and eyebrows.

"Master, it's raining heavily, you better go back to the house. The boy looked respectfully at the woman.

"The rain came suddenly. The master said that there must be demons in natural visions!" The woman was stunned for a moment after speaking, and said with a little sorrow, "What else do I mention him for?" She smiled lightly, opened her eyes and glanced at the boy, "Qinglan ......" Before the words were finished, the woman was suddenly shocked, "Broken?" As if something extremely incredible had happened, she stared at her eyes and opened her mouth slightly, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a while.

While the woman was shocked, the boy suddenly clutched his chest and whispered, but the woman didn't notice.

"Impossible!" the woman exclaimed. How can it be broken?

"What's the matter, master?" asked the boy with concern. He had let go of the hand covering his chest, his face was pale, but suddenly he was fine, and he looked up at the woman's face full of childlike innocence.

The woman did not answer him, nor did she look at him, but with a wave of her hand, a white paper talisman flew out of her fingertips, and the golden light flashed into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, a huge white bird fell from the sky, and as soon as it spread its wings, it almost covered the entire hut, and the wind brought by the fluttering of its wings blew the rain into the house, and the boy was forced to retreat into the house by this gust of wind.

"Master—" The boy shouted anxiously as he learned of the woman's movements.

"Qinglan, you look at the room!" the woman didn't look at the boy, flew on the back of the giant bird, and shouted, "Go!"

The giant bird soared into the sky and carried the woman into the clouds.

"Master!" the boy's call did not penetrate the clouds to reach the woman's ears.

The wind and rain were so sudden that the woman's clothes were almost soaked in a moment, but she didn't seem to care about it at all, and her eyes looked anxiously ahead, hoping to pierce through the clouds.

The rain and wind stopped, a group of heavenly light and auspicious arms embraced a high mountain into the cloud sky, half of the mountain fell in a place like a fairy palace, a long howl, the giant bird hovered on the top of the mountain and landed in front of the fairy palace.

The giant bird turned into a golden light and disappeared without a trace, and the woman walked up the steps, and a group of people in indigo monastic clothes appeared in front of the door.

"Senior Sister Yaohua, why are you here?"

The woman ignored it and wanted to go through the main gate and go to the main hall.

"Senior Sister Yaohua, you have been expelled from the sect, and the head of the sect has ordered that you will not be able to climb Yuhua Mountain again for a day when he is alive!"

The woman was silent for a moment, then suddenly waved her hand, and her surroundings suddenly shone with golden light. When the Yuhua disciples saw it clearly, they saw thousands of lightsabers surrounding her, enveloping her.

"Today I must meet the real person of Humu!"

Repeating her vows, the woman hurried forward.

A group of Yuhua Mountain disciples surrounded the woman, and until the Yuhua Sect Hanyuan Hall was in front of the main hall, more and more disciples gathered, but no one dared to make a move.

When the woman was about to enter the hall, a purple light flew in, rushing towards the woman, and the lightsaber that circled around her was instantly full of light, and a golden long sword flew out, intersecting with the purple light, and the two lightsabers competed, and when it was difficult to separate, another blue light volleyed down from the sky, followed by the two rays of light and returned.

The purple light flew back into the hands of a woman in a green dress, who had pink and peach cheeks, was born delicate and proud, and was as beautiful as a scorching flower.

"Senior Sister Yaoling!" The disciples were surprised and happy when they saw this woman.

The female disciple Yaoling didn't look at the disciples, but stared at the woman in the golden light and scolded sharply, "Li Yaohua, the master has expelled you from Yuhua Mountain, and strictly ordered you not to step into Yuhua Mountain for half a step in his lifetime!

Li Yaohua didn't answer, she was still about to enter the hall, and when Yaoling was about to drive the sword to fight again, a man appeared in a hurry and stopped Yaoling.

"Little junior sister, stop!"

Li Yaohua looked at the gentle man at this time and spoke, "Wen Xiu, where is the master?"

"The Master is in ......"

"Senior Brother Wen!" the man's words were cut off by Yaoling, "Li Yaohua is no longer from our Yuhua Mountain, Shizun has expelled her from Shimen, and she is not qualified to know Shizun's whereabouts at all!"

When Yaoling said this, the man named Wen Xiu immediately hesitated.

Seeing this, Li Yaohua's eyes turned cold, "If the master doesn't appear, who do you think can stop me?"

When he expelled her, he said that he had nothing left to teach her! She was never conceited, but she was confident that she was the best of the disciples!

"Li Yaohua, how can Yuhua Mountain allow you to be presumptuous!" Yaoling's face was angry, and with a little finger, the purple lightsaber flew again.

Between the lightning and flint, with a bang, a green light flew from behind the main hall, brushing Yaoling's side, forcing Yaoling to retreat, and the purple light sword also flew back to the protector.

The green light flew straight towards Li Yaohua after passing through Yaoling, and with the momentum of Changhong, it instantly pierced through the sword and shield, the golden light broke through, and quickly dissolved like the collapse of porcelain, and the green light approached Li Yaohua's face door, until it stopped less than half an inch away from Li Yaohua's forehead, the green light faded, and the dark green long sword showed its true form.

"Where is the master?" Li Yaohua asked as motionless as a bell, glaring at the sword.

In a moment, the sword trembled, crackled, and cracks appeared on the sword.

Li Yaohua's eyes widened in astonishment, "Mo Yuan, what's wrong with you?!" Mo Yuan is not an ordinary sword, but it is forged by its master with his own spiritual essence, and it is a sword that most often serves that person......

The dark green sword fell suddenly, and the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, and suddenly turned into a person, who was actually a handsome boy with upright eyebrows and a dark green shirt.

"If you fail to protect your master, Mo Yuan should die!"

Li Yaohua took a breath and couldn't help but take a step back.

"What did you say?" Yaoling rushed up in a hurry, grabbed the boy's sleeve and asked, "What's wrong with Shizun?"

"Isn't Master in retreat?" Wen Xiu's face also changed, and the disciples present also panicked.

Li Yaohua didn't ask much, grabbed the sleeve of the son, the green light flashed, and the boy returned to the sword shape. Grabbing the sword, Li Yaohua traveled thousands of miles with a wonderful method and arrived at the back mountain in an instant, and without hesitation, he used the Moyuan Sword to split the barrier of the Void Cave and ran into the hole.

"Master!"

The cave was cold and spacious, and there were several cases with books and pads, but there was no figure of the person she was looking for, and there was no breath of life. The man was an immutable person, and there was no change in the position of the cases or the order in which the books were displayed. Everything was as before, as if she had been locked up here by that man.

She closed her eyes and searched with her mana, and finally found something different from what she remembered—there was a small hand mirror leaning against the bracket on the desk.

What does a mirror do? She's never seen him look in the mirror. Although his hair was always neatly combed and meticulous, and his clothes were never upright and not messy, she had really never seen him use a mirror in the decades she had followed.

She immediately sat down cross-legged, facing the mirror, the mirror was a little blurry, she naturally wiped it with her hand, and the mirror immediately clearly reflected her cold face, the most obvious pair of tearful eyes.

"Master!" she didn't believe it, she didn't believe that he was suddenly gone.

Shaking off the frustration in her heart, she closed her eyes and concentrated, and once again inspected with her divine sense, and for a moment felt that there were mana fluctuations in the mirror, she opened her eyes, and sealed her hands with the mentality of giving it a try, pouring mana into the mirror.

The mirror flashes with golden light, a figure appears in front of the case, handsome out of the world, the mountains and snow are just like this, the eyes are like mirrors, thousands of red dust are not under the eyes, the atmosphere is peaceful, and the blue waves are like flat in an instant.

"Yaohua, I know you're coming. As soon as he opened his mouth, Lin Laiquan rhymed, and the words were breezy in his ears.

"Master, Mo Yuan said you ......" The momentary joy was frozen before it could bloom on his face, "You...... What's wrong?" she could see the ice wall behind him through his body, and she couldn't feel the breath of a living creature from him.