Xiao Liu's fart ran to her with a flattering expression, and bent down to salute, "Wood Divine Doctor, Wood Immortal, I don't think it's better to pick the day than to hit the sun, how about we apprentice now?" ”

He has to hold on to such a master, this is definitely a treasure, a dusty pearl.

Although this remark will be a slap in the face countless times in the future...... But at this time, he had regarded Mu Yan as a god-like existence.

"There's no urgency in this matter, I still have to study whether you can cultivate immortals, if you can, I will accept you."

Xiao Liu instantly drooped his head, "Then wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon?" ”

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry! I still have to go to the Spirit Sword Sect! ”

Yun Zhen was much calmer, "This time to the Spirit Sword Sect, you can't take it lightly." ”

Mu Yan waved his hand, "Don't worry." ”

The next day, Mu Yan left Luoshui Town and embarked on the road back to the Spirit Sword Sect alone, and Uncle Fu wanted to follow her and be rejected by her, so that he would stay behind to protect her two future apprentices.

Extremely ordinary appearance, dressed in elegant green clothes, the black hair is simply curled with a white jade hairpin, but it can't hide the clear spirit that is all over the body.

The mountain road is not as cold and deserted as other deep forests, and there is an endless stream of people, with different looks, and there are activities from all walks of life, but mortals dare not stay more.

Although she did not have strong winds and waves in her previous life, the memories of this life kept swirling in her mind, like a needle piercing the tip of her heart, always vigilant.

She walked all the way to the foot of the mountain, and arrived at the foot of the mountain in half a day, her swordsmanship was still too vegetable, and she had to fall and walk for a while when she flew for a while.

The Spirit Sword Sect is located in the middle of the Juling Mountain, surrounded by mountains, dense with clouds and mist, and the large and small attics in the mountains are extraordinary.

She raised her eyes and looked at the sect looming on the mountainside, and her heart was full of mixed tastes, and a touch of sadness rose.

Suddenly, two young men in pink came at the foot of the mountain, with a graceful demeanor and a lofty atmosphere.

"The Spirit Sword Sect's current immortal method is becoming more and more peculiar, and at the sect conference in two months, it should be that the Spirit Sword Sect will no longer be at the bottom."

"Yes, especially the sect master Xue Yifeng, I haven't seen him for many years, and his cultivation has reached the end of the sixth order."

"Our master is already in the seventh-order realm, and the little Spirit Sword Sect is trying to catch up."

"Now that our Xuanyuan Continent can cultivate to the seventh order, it is already very powerful, if we can reach the eighth and ninth orders, the future will be limitless."

"At present, there is only the Ninefold Gate Master who has seen the head and tail of the Divine Dragon, but I am afraid that it is already above the eighth order......"

“……”

The figures of the two of them became farther and farther away, and their voices gradually became inaudible, and Mu Yan's ordinary outfit did not attract the slightest attention from others.

Her face was gloomy, her clear and agile eyes were stained with coldness, Xue Yifeng? The cultivation speed is quite fast.

So much has changed in the past 100 years.

Nine-fold door? She almost forgot that there was still an in-law affair that had never been settled.

She walked up the mountain with a lot of steps, and the mountains and forests were extremely quiet, and there was aura everywhere.

After walking along the mountain path for a long time, she was always spinning in place, she glanced around suspiciously, did she encounter a ghost hitting the wall?

But how could it be difficult for a ghost to hit the wall? What's more, it is still Juling Mountain, which was once so familiar.

She watched her surroundings vigilantly, and did not sense the slightest strange aura, but this place was extremely full of spiritual power.

Could it be an enchantment?

Mu Yan raised her hand to cast a spell to break through the enchantment, but no matter how fierce the white light flying out of her palm, the enchantment was unbreakable and did not move at all.

She has no power to complain, is the fourth-order cultivation just like this? I can't even break an enchantment.