The calm night is dotted with stars and twinkles with a serene and peaceful light.

The light evening breeze passed slowly, caressing everyone's faces, making the long hair rise in the wind, and the cold sweat between the forehead and back gradually dissipated.

But the evening breeze can wipe away the cold sweat on the warrior's body, but it can't erase the horror in his heart.

The void was calm, and the thirteen figures sitting on it had disappeared, but the eyes gathered from all directions did not subside at all, but became more and more fanatical, and the heart could not be calmed for a long time.

On this night, they knew that they had witnessed a miracle and experienced a milestone in history, and they also knew that it would leave an indelible mark in their hearts, even in the hearts of the Heavenly Domain warriors, and even for generations to come.

"Whew..."

On the mountain, Su Xuyao finally came to his senses, and the expression on his face returned to his usual calm appearance, but the arms hidden in his long sleeves were still trembling slightly, and he was not completely relaxed.

"Let's go back. ”

Hearing the gasp on his side, Su Wuxian withdrew his gaze and took the lead towards the house.

Su Wuxian knew that the martial artists of the Su family would never have a different heart again, at least when Jun Yi was still alive, but he also knew that he needed to cultivate, and it was time to take the step of stepping to the peak of the Heavenly Domain.

The scene he saw tonight really had a great impact on him, and who doesn't want to be in the spotlight? Who doesn't want to be at the top of the world?

If there really can be such a moment of brilliance, even if it is death, it is worth it.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night, not only the warriors of the Su family, but also the disciples of Beitianque, countless joyful roars are endless, cheers come and go, echoing in the mountains endlessly, for a long time, I am afraid that it will last for a whole night.

At the same time, in the mountains of the Seven Peerless Towers, there is also a group of people who also have no intention of sleeping.

It's just that unlike the disciples of Bei Tianque and the children of the Su family, their eyes are full of infinite melancholy, and their hearts are filled with unspeakable sadness and despair, these people are the remnants of the Seven Peerless Buildings.

Next to the courtyard, there is also a quiet dwelling, with lush trees and flowers, and a delicate pavilion perched on top of a rockery, under which fish frolic in the lake, all of which are a peaceful scene.

What appears here is the complete opposite of the arrangement of the Seven Peerless Towers, like a paradise, extremely unique, not that there is anything special here, which can reverse the dry vitality of the mountain range where the Seven Peerless Towers are located, but that the people who live in it are somewhat unusual.

The moonlight sprinkled, gently pulling the tulle, gently pulling the slender and delicate face of the figure in the pavilion, like a fairy in the mortal world, let people swipe it at a glance, and then sink into it.

It was this person who made Mo Yiqian extremely attentive and spent a huge price to change the scenery inside every day, not allowing plants to dry up and decay for a moment.

She is the sister who is lost and regained, regarded as a treasure, and snows when it is sunny.

A pair of surging eyes containing thousands of stars looked at the air in a daze, but where his eyes went, it was where Mo Yiqian was sitting just now, which made the light in his eyes faintly become a little dazed.

Just now, the moment the thunder fell on the sky, her heart inexplicably rose with a palpitation, and she involuntarily gave birth to great worry, as if she was worried about something, she was afraid of something, she was afraid of losing something important, and she was afraid that she would have irretrievable emotions that she could not regret.

At that moment, there was even a faint voice in his heart, which kept ringing, as if begging her to move forward, begging her to come closer, begging her to be by his side.

He, Qing Shixue knew in her heart that it was also the figure she hadn't moved her eyes at all night, it was Mo Yiqian.

This feeling is very wonderful, there is an indescribable, inexplicable joy, which makes her inexplicably close to him, not because of his anxiety, not because of his caution, not because of what he does, but the feelings that will arise when looking at him, the least kind of dependence and trust.

This made Qing Shixue very dazed, because since the beginning of her memory, she had never been like this, even to the two masters who raised her and taught her cultivation.

Besides, in her memory, there has never been such a person as Mo Yiqian, not at all.

But looking at him, it gave her a long-lost feeling, as if he was the most important person in her life, an indispensable part, and even if she let this feeling continue, she would give birth to a determination to do anything for him.

At the same time, Qing Shixue also understands that she is not a little girl who doesn't understand anything, she knows this kind of feeling, this is not love between men and women, but the most primitive dependence, which seems to be innate.

"Mo Yiqian..."

"Who is he?"

"Why am I like this, why am I feeling like this?"

After a long time, the snow slowly withdrew her gaze from looking at the sky, and instead looked down at the pavilion, a pitch black among the sparkling waves in the lake, which was her own shadow.

She has always been lonely, or arrogant, and she has always been a person who does not enter, and she will only save people if she is interested, just like those disciples of the Seven Peerless Towers in the courtyard.

Only this shadow, which has been silent since the beginning, is the person closest to her, and like a shadow, her life so far, and even what she has seen and heard, is black.

But when she saw Mo Yiqian, the traces of the shadow in her heart faded, and even subtly erased, and were instead painted with color, converging into a peaceful and smiling figure, and then gradually became clear.

"Ahh

With a long sigh, Qingshixue took a deep breath before turning around and walking towards the house.

The lights flickered there, and it looked bright and welcoming.

It was a boudoir carefully arranged for her by Mo Yiqian, a dress that only a seven or eight-year-old girl would be satisfied with, she thought she would disdain, but who knows...

It's a different kind of comfortable and down-to-earth.

......

In a courtyard deep in the Seven Towers, the floor was full of broken stones and broken wood, which looked extremely messy.

At this moment, there were still thirteen figures sitting cross-legged, all of them with a strange light lingering on their bodies, but they all had something in common.

That is a glittering golden ray, and the majestic Diwei, and it is a cute martial artist sitting cross-legged in front of him, but the size of a palm.

Obviously, they have all broken through the realm, from the peak of the Martial King to the early stage of the Martial Sect Realm, and since then they have stood at the peak of the Heavenly Domain.

"Hum..."

At this time, the aura in the courtyard trembled slightly, and the twelve figures sitting around began to slowly converge their breath and return to a calm state.

Only the middle one was still sitting with his eyes closed, not waking up from the breakthrough.

But the joy of the breakthrough made them a little unbearable, and they clenched their fists one after another, surging the spiritual power in their bodies, feeling the continuous power in the meridians, and the blood and qi boiling like the sea, which was really very different from the Martial King Realm.

No wonder some people say that King Wu and Wu Zong are only one step apart, but they are separated by a chasm and difficult to cross.

"Well, why are you here?"

At this time, there was a vigilant shout in the courtyard, followed by a burst of fierce power, and the dark fog spread out, showing the ferocious murderous intent.

The abrupt scene caused everyone to concentrate on it, and they all gathered their eyes to look at the place where the calamity was.

I saw that in the middle of the two of them, there was a man in black sitting at some point, with a pair of purple-black eyes bright and bright, flashing with a strange light, and it was smoke without a trace.

"It's you?!"

Mo Yiqian and the others naturally knew Yan Wuxi, especially when he killed Yuan Hui and Chi Hao, he still remembered the decisiveness and ruthlessness of the two, and he couldn't help but feel a little jealous in his heart, but he felt the familiar aura on his body, and couldn't help but wonder,

Yan Wuxian looked as usual, and did not have other emotional changes because of being watched by Mo Yiqian and others, but just looked at them and nodded lightly: "Hello everyone, my name is Yan Wuxian." ”

"A knife in Childe's hand. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces were stunned, they didn't expect him to explain like this, and the strong power surging around the calamity stagnation, and they were in a dilemma.

But having said that, it is not easy to make them believe, even in Yan Wuji, there is an aura that makes them familiar and close.

"Hum..."

At this time, Jun Yi's body fluctuated for a while, and the soft golden mangs gradually flowed, all of which disappeared into his body, along with the imperial seal.

When the breath on his body returned to calm, there was a warm and peaceful voice, which also came out of his mouth gently: "He said well. ”

"Childe. ”

When everyone saw Jun Yi wake up, they all got up in unison and bowed respectfully, even more than before, and the smoke was the same.

This is not that they did it on purpose, but the reason why the connection with them is deeper after the perfection of this imperial seal.

Now, the Imperial Seal, which is under the control of Jun Yi, has also undergone some small changes when everyone has set foot in the realm of Martial Sect.

The carvings of the mountains and rivers on the emperor's seal, especially the place where the lines of the nine people were sunk, all became somewhat similar to their fate, from all different directions, clustered in the middle.

Mo Yiqian and the others know that the forbidden god seals in the sea are also average, completely detached from the appearance of the previous big seals, all of them are square and square, and the mountains and rivers that are in line with their respective lives are carved on them, which is very wonderful.

Not only that, these nine seals are exactly the same color and breath as their fate in their respective sea of consciousness, and there is also an additional emperor power separated from the emperor seal, which is the wisp of gold that they each sink into their fate.

"Get up. ”

Jun Yi glanced at the people around him with great satisfaction, and sighed in his heart, if it weren't for the emperor's seal, I am afraid that it would take a lot of time to break through the realm of Wuzong.

When he saw Yan Wuxi, Jun Yi smiled lightly and said gently: "His name is Yan Wuxi, and he will be my closest person in the future, just like you." ”