Zhang Muxiu was suppressed in the seventh layer of Yuqing, but there was a dark spirit body, and his body was fast and weird, and he drifted away like green smoke.

"Huh? When did Qingyunmen have this Dao method, it doesn't look like a Dao Gate......"

The masked woman wondered, looking at the direction where Zhang Mu left, her eyes sparkling, and she fell into thought.

"It's useless!" Baguio stomped her feet in anger and turned around to hug the masked woman's arm, "Aunt You, why don't you help me chase after me?" ”

The masked woman shook her head, "This person has a very strange aura, and I may not be able to catch up." ”

"Are you going to let this hateful creature go?" Baguio gritted his silver teeth, "Dare to scold me, if you don't teach him a lesson, I really can't swallow this breath." ”

"However, the Dao method that blocked my strange flower just now is really powerful, and it was originally able to borrow things to transmit a paralyzing fragrance, but it couldn't be invaded, when did Qingyunmen's talisman Dao technique be so powerful."

With surprise and jealousy in his eyes, Baguio said something else.

"He has the aura of Taiji Xuanqing Dao, but his methods are not like Qingyunmen's at all, it is indeed very strange, Baguio, be careful of this person." The masked woman said in a solemn tone.

"As long as this person dares to appear again, he will definitely not escape our eyes, and then we will see what secrets he has." Baguio's face returned to calm, with a hint of indifference.

On the other side, getting rid of a few dog legs, Zhang Mu came to the foot of Qingyun Mountain smoothly.

What happened just now was only for him to remember, and then he was not taken seriously, and next time if he had the opportunity, there would naturally be those people who looked good.

The mountains of Qingyunmen are still so upright, like sharp swords, as if they are about to pierce the sky.

"I didn't find the materials for refining the fairy sword, so the master shouldn't blame me."

Zhang Mu thought about it, his face was a little embarrassed, this time the purpose was actually the Book of Heaven, and the matter of materials was not taken seriously by him.

The main reason is that even if he gets the materials, he still has to refine them again, and his time is far from enough.

Dazhufeng is still so quiet, the bamboo sea is flooded with the wind and waves in a circle, the environment is quiet, and it makes people feel refreshed and happy.

Not long after he stepped on the mountain, a red spiritual light fell from the sky, revealing Tian Buyi's somewhat short and fat figure.

It seems that this master still really cares about himself.

Tian Buyi felt Zhang Mu's stable breath, and said with a satisfied expression: "I thought you wouldn't be able to come back." ”

"The disciple didn't want to miss the Seven Veins Martial Arts, so he rushed back as soon as the time came, and the materials for refining the immortal sword were too short for the disciple to find them."

Zhang Mu casually made it up, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Tian Buyi was not surprised, the materials for refining magic weapons were all heaven and earth spiritual objects, and the number was of course scarce, and it was normal to not find them for a while.

He waved his hand directly and said: "It's okay, there are also a lot of immortal swords idle in the door, just take your time, now you have a good rest and prepare for the Seven Veins Martial Arts." ”

"Yes, master."

Tian Buyi finished understanding Zhang Mu's situation, turned around and left, and after Zhang Mu and Tian Ling'er and the others briefly met, they cultivated as usual.

Two days passed, and the day of the Seven Veins Martial Arts arrived.

Early in the morning, everyone in Dazhufeng packed up early and set off in an excited mood.

There are only nine people in their generation, barely worth the number of people who play in each vein, there is no elimination inside, everyone has a chance, and the atmosphere is the most relaxed.

Among the nine disciples, the four senior brothers Song Daren participated sixty years ago, unlike Zhang Xiaofan, who was too excited to participate in the meeting, and introduced some details of the martial arts while hurrying.

Zhang Mu took a look, and among the nine people, he didn't seem to have a magic weapon, but his cultivation was extremely high, which made Song Daren feel a little pity.

With Zhang Mu's strength, if there is a magic weapon to help, most of the martial arts will have better results this time.

Zhang Xiaofan still got his burning stick and used it as a weapon, which made everyone laugh.

Looking at Zhang Xiaofan's eyes full of anger and unyielding, Zhang Mu didn't laugh, nor did he stop these, just watched.

In fact, in the past few years, he has not deliberately interfered with Zhang Xiaofan's development at all, nor has he had the idea of fighting this seemingly black and unsoothing treasure, but in fact it is amazingly powerful.

He didn't think it was necessary, this burning stick might be extraordinary, but it wasn't for him. In addition, the books of heaven that are related to Zhang Xiaofan are also content-based, and one person can read them, and ten people can read them, which does not affect his task.

Zhang Xiaofan's fate is still up to him, he won't do anything deliberately, he only has five heavenly books in his eyes.

"Now that the first volume of the Heavenly Book in the Dripping Blood Cave has been obtained, there is no need to enter the top four, just get a good ranking."

Zhang Mu thought secretly, not wanting to spend too much time on this matter.

Song Daren and a few other people who could control the weapon each took their own people, broke through the clouds and flew to the main peak.

The distance between the mountains is not small, and it took a long time to see the Tongtian Peak inserted into the clouds, and at this moment there are countless rays of various colors next to the peak, the closer to the Tongtian Peak, the denser these retreats are.

The sixty-year-old event has attracted the attention of almost the entire Qingyunmen, and most people don't plan to miss this event, so they naturally want to come and see it.

Soon, everyone landed on a wide square, with nine big tripods in the center, carved railings and jade bricks around, and the sea of clouds outside was churning, just like floating in the sky, the fairy spirit was ethereal, and people lingered.

At this moment, there are a lot of people gathered in the square, and the crowd is surging, most of them are the younger generation, all of whom are young disciples who have been vigorously cultivated by Qingyunmen over the years.

Zhang Mu was not too surprised by these, he could have flown to the sky, and he had seen a lot of scenery, but there were only some characteristics here.

People from all veins gathered here, and acquaintances naturally had the opportunity to chat and communicate, and Zhang Mu didn't know many people, so he stood quietly and watched.

Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu met again, naturally there was a lot to say, and Zhang Mu was also watched by many people, mainly because of his genius.

There are some people who take the initiative to come over and want to get to know each other, and Zhang Mu is neither humble nor arrogant, which can be regarded as decent.

It was a long time before the crowd began to move towards a white jade bridge that had been built in the sky.

Although Zhang Mu has never been here, he saw the ghostly bridge body, and there were constantly clear water flowing down on both sides of the bridge, refracting the sunlight into a psychedelic and beautiful seven-colored rainbow, so he guessed that this was the rainbow bridge in the six views of Qingyun.

This place is indeed worthy of the blessed land of the fairy family.

Walking across the Hongqiao, a turquoise waterhole appeared in front of him, and Zhang Mu's expression suddenly became solemn.

I saw a huge figure lying on his stomach next to the pond, which was a real unicorn!

At this moment, this ancient beast, which was respectfully called "Lingzun" by the disciples of Qingyunmen, suddenly lay on its stomach in the open space by the pond and basking in the sun, and suddenly, there was a deafening roar, suddenly, a deafening roar, a deafening roar

(End of chapter)