When Mu Shuning found Chu Yuqing, Chu Yuqing was practicing swords, and the bamboo sword in his hand seemed to have life, completely obeying Chu Yuqing's dispatch.

Laymen felt that Xu was being bluffed by Chu Yuqing, and felt that his sword moves were infinitely powerful and powerful.

But as long as an outer disciple of the Silent Dome came to see that Chu Yuqing was absent-minded at this time.

Chu Yuqing's mind was full of thoughts about Yan Qingshi's words to persuade him not to take this matter to heart and persuade him to forgive his junior brother. The more he thought about it, the more he felt injustice.

In the past six months of his rehabilitation, Yan Qing has only seen him a handful of times, even if their master and apprentice live together on Wanjian Peak, they have met very few times.

Chu Yuqing sometimes wondered, was he too unlikable or was Yan Qingshi so indifferent by nature? Chu Yuqing sometimes tried to deceive himself with Yan Qingshi's indifference by nature. But everything changed when it arrived at Mu Shuning, how could Chu Yuqing, who was already arrogant, endure it?

He is Chu Yuqing, and he is also a child who wants to be coquettish and loved.

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"Senior brother?"

A light call completely pulled back Chu Yuqing's thoughts.

"Senior brother, I see that your sword moves are a little messy, are your injuries not completely healed?" Mu Shuning stood behind Chu Yuqing and said cautiously.

Chu Yuqing adjusted his expression and said, "My injuries have healed, don't worry, what's the matter with you coming to me?" ”

Mu Shuning breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Senior brother, it's good that your injuries are healed, I'll just come over and take a look." ”

Chu Yuqing put away his sword and said, "You have been locked up this year, don't blame Senior Brother." ”

"No, no, no," Mu Shuning hurriedly waved his hand, "How could I blame Senior Brother, besides, at that time, I was still not skilled enough, and there was no way to be free from sword recruitment, this punishment was really light for me." ”

Chu Yuqing sneered in his heart: "It's really light." ”

On the surface, it was tepid: "Don't say this kind of thing, Shizun can make this kind of decision, he must have considered it carefully, don't think about it." ”

Mu Shuning didn't know what to reply, so he could only respond: "Yes." ”

-

The years that followed were long and elusive. There is no nail in the mountains, and the cold does not know the year.

In a blink of an eye, Mu Shuning was already seventy years old. The lifespan of a cultivator can reach thousands or even tens of thousands of years, and this fifty years is really nothing. I don't know how many reincarnations have passed in the middle of the red dust mortal world.

In the Cultivation Realm, the Silent Dome Mountain, the Ten Thousand Swords Peak, time has stood still in them. From the beginning of the Bigu period, the cultivator did not have to eat or sleep, and the growth and aging rate of the body slowed down greatly, and the signs of aging did not appear until almost a few thousand years old. It is said that Mu Shuning suffered a little, he was eighteen years old, so in addition to deliberately transfiguring his appearance, he will be an eighteen-year-old boy who does not know worries in his life.

Mu Shuning once heard an interesting story from Uncle Xiao by chance, I heard that when Yan Qingshi first went to Jingqiong Mountain to seek a teacher, he had already reached the peak of foundation building at the age of sixteen, and he was one step closer to the Bigu period. And Yan Qingshi was afraid that he would be a sixteen-year-old young tooth all his life, so he asked the head of Jingqiong to go out to practice, and only with the cultivation of building a foundation, he fought bloodily for ten years in the Ten Thousand Beast Forest, the Ghost Crying Forest and other high-risk areas that are famous in the cultivation world. When you want to ascend, you can't ascend if you press it, and you won't ascend when you die.

So, ten years later, when Yan Qingshi was twenty-six years old, he returned to Jingqiong Mountain, and finally lifted the ban on himself.

That day, when Xiao Qingyu told Mu Shuning about this strange story, her eyebrows were bent: "I see, if it weren't for the head of the family to urge him, he might really dare to come back after twenty or Chinese New Year's Eve years." ”

At that time, Mu Shuning was also laughing and laughing at his master.

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At this time, it was early winter, there had just been a heavy snowfall not long ago, the top of the Quiet Dome was white, Mu Shuning was catching up with the trend, wearing a fox fur, standing in the snow, his hands were breathing, he did not use spiritual power around him to protect his body, his face was frozen red, just looking at the appearance, it was quite deceptive, but who would have thought that this was already an "old thing" that had lived for seventy years.

Yan Qingshi rushed to the Heavenly Dao Congregation for a meeting, and he had already handed over some small matters in the sect to Chu Yuqing to deal with, Chu Yuqing. Mu Shu stared at the white sky in a daze, somehow, he didn't want to do anything. Yan Qingshi went once, at least five or six days, Mu Shuning sighed, the days when he couldn't see his master in these five days were really difficult.

After standing in the snow for a while, Mu Shuning returned to the house dejectedly.

The thoughts of Yan Qingshi in his heart were overwhelmed, and his mind was overwhelmed, and it had only been more than a day, but he felt as if more than a year had passed.

Mu Shuning sat in front of the bookcase, and when Yan Qing was in his mind, he picked up his pen and lowered his head and wrote: "Master Zun personally enlightened." ”

The next content, the tone is like that of a wife who is looking forward to the return of her husband who has gone out to run errands, and the whole letter is poignant and fresh, and a discerning person can see that the letter is full of longing at a glance.

Of course, Mu Shuning will definitely not send this letter, his indecent feelings are only suitable for decaying and decaying under the cover of the years.

Suddenly, Mu Shuning heard someone knocking on the door outside, he was startled, and the ink on his pen instantly condensed into a ball, and a big drop of ink fell onto the paper, and soon fainted, staining the handwriting next to him.

Mu Shuning was a little panicked, this kind of thing would be really amazing if it was looked at by others, the knock on the door outside was getting more and more urgent, Mu Shuning hurriedly stuffed the letter under a stack of books, and then dressed up and went to open the door.

After he opened the door, he found that the person who knocked on the door was Chu Yuqing.

Mu Shuning was surprised: "Senior brother? ”

Chu Yuqing smiled: "Why didn't you cultivate today?" ”

Mu Shuning pouted and said, "It's snowing, this kind of weather is suitable for sleeping in the house." ”

Chu Yuqing couldn't help laughing, at this time, he couldn't help but think that if Mu Shuning was his own brother, he would definitely be good to this younger brother.

"Is there something wrong with Senior Brother coming?"

"Recently, Chang Dingfeng wants to count the situation of the disciple's natal lamp, and the disciple needs to attach the seal himself, and it just so happens that I am responsible for this matter, so I came over."

Mu Shuning was clear, the natal lamp was the second most important thing in addition to the jade plate, the management of this kind of thing could not be negligent, Mu Shuning thought that his seal was at the head of the bed, so he said: "Senior brother, wait a minute, I'll go into the back room to get the seal." ”

Chu Yuqing nodded, didn't say anything, and signaled that he could wait.

Mu Shuning turned around and entered the house with confidence.

Chu Yuqing looked at his junior brother's room with a faint expression, the room was the most spacious on Wanjian Peak, and it was also the best lighting, and the supporting furniture inside was the latest developed by Chang Dingfeng's disciples to best match the human body's condition, even the master could hardly have this honor, Chu Yu looked at it, and the corners of his mouth were cold and upturned.

Suddenly, the corner of his eye was tickled by a small piece of paper floating beyond the corner of the table.

The paper was arranged in such a way that half of it was pressed under the book, and the other half was hanging and exposed, as if it had been found somewhere to hide in a state of extreme nervousness and fear of being discovered.

Chu Yuqing held great malice and carefully pulled out the piece of paper. As soon as he read the first line, his face changed.

His facial features became a little hideous, and there seemed to be a hint of strange excitement in them.

Mu Shuning didn't find the seal for a long time, so he stayed in the back room for a long time, and after Mu Shuning came out, Chu Yuqing had already folded the letter and stuffed it into his arms.

"Found it?"

Mu Shuning wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Huh, I fell into the crack of the bed, I have been looking for it for a long time, and I have been waiting for my senior brother for a long time." ”

Chu Yu was unimpressed: "It's nothing. ”

Then Chu Yuqing took out something similar to a hardboard and asked Mu Shuning to seal his seal.

Mu Shuning's seal is different from ordinary people's seals, his seal was carved by Yan Qingshi himself, the three words "Mu Shuning" are strong and powerful, and they are three points into the wood, and the middle drum at the end of the name, the small crescent moon at the two ends is Mu Shuning just turned ten years old and drew on a piece of paper casually, Mu Shuning didn't expect that Yan Qingshi would rub the small crescent moon down at that time, and add it to the seal.

Xu is a parent is like this, the first handful of hair that his child grows out, the first tooth that grows, and even the first sentence he speaks, and the first word he can write, he can't wait to keep it firmly in his mind and never forget it.

The days have been long, and Mu Shuning's special mark is that simple little crescent.

After finishing his business, Chu Yuqing left without saying much.

Mu Shuning was still thinking about other things in his heart, and for the time being, he forgot about half of the love letters he had written.

He had been wondering what his natal lamp looked like just now.

Not everyone in the Seven Star Pavilion of Changding Peak has the permission to enter, except for the disciples who guard the pavilion, only the positions of the masters and above of each peak can enter, and some disciples don't have the opportunity to take a look at their natal lamp before they die.

Thinking of this, Mu Shuning sighed, I am afraid that I will never have the opportunity to see my natal lamp in my life.

"But ......," Mu Shuning thought narcissistically, "I'm so good-looking, so naturally the natal lamp won't be ugly." ”

-

That night, Mu Shuning took advantage of everyone's inattention, sneaked to Yan Qingshi's room, got into Yan Qingshi's bed with a big grin, buried it in the pillow, breathed in the cold aroma of alpine cedars, and finally fell asleep peacefully.

Mu Shuning almost survived the five days, but Yan Qingshi did not come back on time as he said. Mu Shuning was a little puzzled, but he was not an ignorant person, and he knew that Shizun must be entangled in affairs.

After another three days, the vision suddenly appeared, and just as the sun rose to the highest point of the sky, the originally sunny sky suddenly became overcast, and the clouds were very low, and the bright purple electric light flickering in it was visible to the naked eye.

For several days, no one saw the sun again. The black cloud was like a cage and covered the Jingqiong Mountain in a black pressure, and he was angry, because the head was not there, the peak masters and elders did not dare to make a conclusion, so they could only fly to the head and ask him to come back quickly.

Fortunately, the vision did not cause any harm, except for some repression.

The entire Jingqiong Mountain began to become turbulent, and Mu Shuning nested on the Ten Thousand Swords Peak, not daring to go anywhere.