In just a few breaths, a rapid sword shadow in the sky reached the main peak of Shangqing Mountain.

He Muhua didn't follow the previous etiquette, and the sword rushed straight to the gate of the main hall before jumping down with her, calmly walked into the hall, and knelt down on both knees with a plop, and said without humility or arrogance: "Elder Taishang, the person has been brought." ”

As soon as he entered here, Bai Muyun felt that this empty hall was filled with invisible pressure from all directions. Although it is very bright, it makes people shudder.

Suddenly, the root of his neck was hot, and a strong force bent his joints from top to bottom. She knew that this was what the white-clothed master meant, so she knelt down with him.

She quietly glanced ahead. There are only two people in the two rows of high-backed chairs, sitting on the left and right sides of the main seat in the middle. All of them are tied with golden belts, one with white hair and one with black hair, and the difference is obvious. But she really didn't dare to look closely, so she nervously withdrew her eyes.

"Little doll, who is your surname?" The white-haired elder asked.

"Bai Muyun." The voice was so cold that she didn't make out the tone of it, so she didn't dare to call it up. The white-clothed master just called them "Supreme Elders", which means that they are many generations higher than themselves, and their position must be infinitely noble. So she deliberately lowered her head a little more when she answered.

"How old are you this year?"

"I'm about to turn eleven." Her mind is flowing rapidly, and it is estimated that she will soon cut to the chase.

"Raise your head and talk back."

Bai Muyun straightened his back as he spoke, but his eyes met a pair of bright eyes that shimmered like eagle eyes. She only felt her spirit tremble, and her whole person seemed to be pierced by an arrow.

"Do you have a natural red mole on your face?" The lukewarm words still made her lose her vein.

But this question surprised her.

In the past few days, things have happened one after another that are completely beyond the scope of my understanding, whether bloody, or intense, or shocking, or tense. In short, I have let myself forget all about the mask.

Now that it was suddenly mentioned, her mind was full of the forbidden scene just now, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

Seeing that she was a little stunned, the black-haired elder on the side slowly spoke: "Bai Muyun, don't have any scruples, Shangqing Mountain is helping you." The words were very soft, as if the elders who had cared for them for many years were helping them dispel their doubts.

She is still young, although she is delicate, but after all, she is not deeply involved in the world, and this pun is nothing special in her ears.

Looking at this black-haired elder, he didn't have the sharp temperament of the white-haired man just now. The whole person's facial lines are soft, and the facial features on the thin cheeks are very kind. There was kindness in his eyes and a hint of encouragement on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes." She subconsciously lowered her head, and her voice was no longer as crisp as just now.

He Muhua still maintained a respectful demeanor on his face, and his eyes did not change at all, but he snorted coldly in his heart.

This black-haired elder is his master's uncle, Ling Shenzi, one of the "Shangqing Mountain Twin Swords" who was famous all over the world a hundred years ago, and the white-haired one is his junior brother, Ling Xuzi. The relationship between the two of them is complicated, and legend has it that because both of them once fell in love with their senior sister Ling Juezi, there was a gap in their hearts, which is one of the reasons why he came directly to the main hall.

But the black-haired elder Ling Shenzi's words of "help" to Bai Muyun just now made him angry.

The word was like a mechanism, instantly opening up a special space that had been sealed in his memory for twenty years

There was once a woman, dressed in white, who also knelt on this hall, believing these two words that almost took her life in the end because of Ling Shenzi

He still remembered that his hands and feet were tied, and he was pressed under the heavenly torture platform, looking at the sadness and despair in her originally beautiful big eyes

He could still feel the heart-rending feeling brought to him by the yin smile on the corner of her mouth when she was nailed into the soul locking nails one by one

Twenty years seem to have passed in a flash, as if long as it was short.

He forgot a lot, but he also let the blood that had solidified and blackened on the torture table gather into a sharp knife, which engraved an eternal imprint in his heart

Ling Shenzi would not notice the ups and downs in the hearts of the white-clothed people like monstrous giants*. His gentle eyes condensed all his thoughts on Bai Muyun's sharp and delicate cheeks, looking for clues.

"Can you take off your mask?" The white-haired Taoist Ling Xuzi asked. In fact, he also discovered the power of this mask, if it wasn't for He Muhua mentioning it before, he would never have thought that this doll didn't show its true face

"I've tried, but I can't." Bai Muyun's timid voice has completely lost the feeling it had at the beginning.

"Elder Taishang, I have also tried, but all of them have failed, and this mask seems to have merged with her." He Muhua said coldly and helped her out of the siege.

The two Supreme Elders glanced at each other, and the white-haired Ling Xuzi frowned and nodded, "Okay, this is not in a hurry. ”

He paused for a moment, then suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Bai Muyun, what happened in the forbidden land just now? ”

His drink made Bai Muyun's whole body lose strength, and his eardrums seemed to be punctured, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"I ...... I didn't see anything. Her voice was absent, and her entire face was almost all pressed against the cold bluestone slab.

As if knowing her inevitable reaction, the white-haired Ling Xuzi added: "I really don't know? ”

The majesty in that tone was better than all the words she had ever heard. Although her heart was weak, she did not forget what Master Jì had just said. The matter of the forbidden land must not be leaked in half a sentence

Suddenly, she seemed to regain her strength, her hands supported the ground, her upper body was raised, and she met his eagle eyes, her eyes condensed with a decisive light, and she said firmly: "I don't know"

The black-haired Ling Shenzi's eyes flashed, and he chuckled: "Mu Yun don't be excited." Did you ever pass the test in the forbidden place just now? ”

He Muhua's heart tightened and he glanced at her. Her appearance at the moment swept away the humility just now, and restored her initial calm. This made him feel inexplicably relieved.

From the first time he saw this girl, he was shocked by the admiration and shock that he seemed to have a strong inner being wrapped in this small body, and also hid some secrets that he didn't know.

At this moment, he was a little curious. If you make it through today, what will you look like in 10 years?

"Never...... There has been no guò. She hesitated, but still told the truth.

"Oh?" The white-haired Ling Xuzi became interested at this time, and asked, "Tell me about the process in detail." ”

Bai Muyun's words are clear, after entering the bamboo forest, he was attacked by the sound rhythm, and then inexplicably entered a fantasy realm, where he was inexplicably killed by his father, and he was in a coma until he was awakened by the master.

She ignored the appearance of the woman in white, ignored the reminder of the voice, ignored the details of Fan Ping and Chi Shuizhu, and ignored the last cry for help she heard.

"So, you don't have a guò entry qualification." The white-haired Ling Xuzi groaned.

Bai Muyun chuckled in his heart, but did not answer.

"Elder Taishang" He Muhua replied coldly: "Although Bai Muyun has not passed Guò, you must also be able to judge that the difficulty of this kind of exam is not to mention that a little doll who has not even reached the Qi Gathering Layer, even an ordinary disciple of the third level of Condensation may not be able to withstand the first sound rhythm attack."

The black-haired Ling Shenzi suddenly stood up from the seat, walked in front of Bai Muyun in a few steps, and without saying a word, reached out and pressed it on her Heavenly Spirit Cover.

His action made He Muhua no longer able to control the expression on his face. He stared straight at the somewhat thin hand, unable to remove it

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