Panlu Academy, in the Martial Arts Pavilion.

A young man with a slender body and a slightly immature face stood in front of a huge stele.

This stele is gray all over, and it is covered with dense lines. Some of the cracks show the antiquity of the stele.

Mu Xuan looked at the stone stele, and a simple and ancient aura came to his face, this feeling was not the first time he had experienced it. Three years ago, it was here that I saw his miracles again and again.

This stele has witnessed his growth.

Mu Xuan approached, slowly raised his right hand, slapped it with one palm, and printed it on the stone tablet.

Silence, followed by ...... Laugh!

Just because the stele did not move at all, there was no movement at all.

Qi Yue was even more sarcastic: "Mu Xuan, are you worried that our cultivation is too boring, are you here to make me laugh?"

"I see you, it's not cultivation material at all, be an ordinary person with peace of mind!"

"Don't give up, do you want me to help you?"

Guan Tong couldn't listen to it: "Shut up!"

Immediately, Qi Yue's face froze, and Guan Tong, the daughter of the dean, said that the deterrent power was not ordinarily strong.

Mu Xuan's face was still calm, and he slapped it again, but the stele was still unmoved, and the result was still the same.

After a while, everyone laughed non-stop, and Qi Yue secretly sneered. Mu Xuan came to inspect the Martial Pavilion like this, and he thought that he had recovered Guan Hui in the past......? It's a pleasant surprise, it's a very funny joke.

"Mu Xuan, don't be embarrassed here, go home and sleep!" Qi Yue yelled.

"Hahaha!"

Mu Xuan ignored anyone, and finally, after a certain palm fell, a trace of essence flashed in Mu Xuan's eyes, and then he stopped and turned to leave.

In this world, there is no shortage of boring people, who don't even know what they are laughing at but still laugh endlessly.

Mu Xuan left, and the school returned to calm again.

For most people, it really doesn't matter who Mu Xuan is.

There are a few people who have different minds.

Elder Ge was a little puzzled, but he didn't think too much.

Qi Yue gloated.

At the back of the crowd, a young man dressed in gray coarse clothes appeared, this person's face was quite delicate, and the heavy sword behind his back was particularly conspicuous, he folded his arms in front of his chest, staring at the direction of Mu Xuan's departure, thoughtfully.

On the roof of the pavilion not far from the inspection of the martial arts, a young man in Chinese clothes stood here, holding a folding fan, with a graceful demeanor, quite temperamental, although his face was handsome, but there was a touch of gloom. He was still staring thoughtfully at Mu Xuan's departing back.

A waste that should not have attracted his attention, but today ...... Mu Xuan's behavior was unreasonable.

"Won't you just come here and be embarrassed?"

"He shouldn't be so boring......"

The young man in Chinese clothes looked at Qi Yue with a smug face below, and shook his head secretly.

After Mu Xuan left, a beautiful girl, although this woman said that her appearance was slightly inferior to Guan Tongyu, she was still as beautiful as a fairy, with an extraordinary temperament, insufficient appearance, and her temperament made up for it. Therefore, when it appeared, it immediately attracted everyone's attention, which naturally included Qi Yue.

"Miss Baili, long time no see!" Qi Yue looked personable, not to mention, as the second son of the Qi family, he still has a little bit of bearing, and the deceitful girl is still handy, but unfortunately he is facing Bailiyue.

"Hmm. Baili Yue responded, but her expression did not change. Although they are both children of the family, she doesn't think she needs to be so friendly to Qi Yue, just do it without losing etiquette.

Baili Yue glanced at the stone tablet and left.

Qi Yue's smile disappeared, and he was a little unhappy in his heart as he watched Baili Yue leave. Arrogant, pretentious, stinky bitch!

Mu Xuan returned to the academy and entered the Martial Pavilion. This is just a small episode. Within a few days, many people thought they had forgotten about it.

。。。。。。

Mujia Houshan, since Mu Xuan returned from the academy seven days ago, he has often come here alone.

He didn't let Guan Tongyu follow.

On the edge of the high cliff, under the ancient trees, Mu Xuan sits here.

Looking at the sky in the distance, he was thinking.

He couldn't figure out, why, why?

Seven days ago, I went to the Panlu Academy to inspect the martial arts pavilion. He's not an idle guy who sits to make jokes.

Just because the stone tablet had the breath of him and today, he wanted to get it back.

In the past three years, although he has been extremely decadent, but every late at night, he is still accompanied by the Five Elements Fist that he has fought many times, and the mental method that he has recited many times, although the aura generated every night will inexplicably dissipate the next morning, but he has never given up.

His natural life soul, but because a pulse has not been opened, he cannot release it, and countless healers have checked the pulse for him, all of whom say that the life soul has been destroyed, but he can clearly feel its existence......

Now this feeling is getting stronger and stronger, he feels that the eight veins are still there, and he feels that his life and soul are not destroyed. He felt that his amazing recovery power had a great connection with his soul.

So he went to the place that used to have his strongest aura, the Martial Arts Pavilion.

The moment his palm slapped the stone tablet, his feeling became more and more intense, but this feeling disappeared in a flash, and it was useless to try, so he left.

Mu Xuan wanted to roar, although he had been silent for three years, he was used to many things, but at this moment, when it seemed that he could recover his strength, how could he not move.

In the past three years, he has experienced too much, and he really knows the importance of strength, especially in this world of the jungle.

Look at the horizon...... Mu Xuan's determined eyes suddenly showed a hint of slackness. For seven days, he tried everything he could, but nothing happened except that feeling was getting stronger, and that was the most maddening.

"Why !!"

Mu Xuan roared, and then his hands hung down weakly, his eyes lowered, and he was a little lost.

"Little doll, just give up?"

"You're going to disappoint Wu like this!"

"Who?" Mu Xuan was startled, then turned his eyes to look behind him, his eyes sharp.

Although Mu Xuan had no aura, his perception was not weak, and he was very sure that the voice came from the dark bamboo forest behind him.

As Mu Xuan's voice fell, an old man in a white robe floated in, seemingly very slowly, but in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Mu Xuan, looking directly at Mu Xuan.

Suddenly, Mu Xuan's hairs stood upside down, and he jumped up, protecting his hands in front of his chest, in a defensive state.

His intuition told him that the person in front of him might be a ghost, and it was dangerous, unprecedentedly dangerous.

Fighting is inevitable, but you can't wait for death.

Old man Bai was still staring at Mu Xuan, as if he wanted to see Mu Xuan through.

"Hey, are you a human or a ghost?" "Death is death, Mu Xuan doesn't think he can escape if the other party wants to kill him.

"Do you say I'm a human or a ghost?" The old man in white had sharp eyes and looked directly at Mu Xuan.

Mu Xuan was extremely uncomfortable, gritted his teeth, and also responded with his gaze, looking directly at the old man in white.

"Huh, little guy interesting. The old man retracted his gaze and straightened up, his hands behind his back.

"I am the one who has come to save you from suffering!"