Going up the mountain road, Su Moyu never said a word, he knew that the red-robed woman was following him, but he never dared to look back.

At this moment, hundreds of people suddenly flew out of the high mountain at the same time.

Su Moyu stopped, looked up at those dashing flying figures, and inevitably felt a little itchy.

"Envy?" the red-robed woman behind him probably saw his thoughts and asked in a low voice.

Su Moyu nodded and said, "Senior, can you teach me how to fly with a sword?"

Unexpectedly, when the red-robed woman heard this, she snorted coldly: "It's just a little swordsmanship, what is there to teach, if you want to learn it, just go to the library to flip through the books." With your current cultivation in harmony with the realm, it is not difficult to fly. ”

When Su Moyu heard this, he was a little surprised: "Really?"

The red-robed woman sneered: "Nonsense, cultivators can fly, just like mortals can walk, and it's not a great means." ”

When Su Moyu heard this, he felt that it made a lot of sense, so he nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go to the library now!"

When the red-robed woman heard this, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she said, "Let's separate here." ”

After getting along for so long, Su Moyu had some feelings for her, and when she heard that she was leaving, she was a little reluctant to say, "Where are the seniors going, when can we meet again?"

The red-robed woman's face was a little gloomy, and she hesitated for a while and said, "Naturally, we'll meet when it's time to meet!" Remember not to mention my affairs to anyone, including your master. ”

After speaking, the red light disappeared, and there was no sound, and when Su Moyu looked back, he couldn't even see a figure.

He shook his head and continued to walk up the hill. didn't go back to the miscellaneous hall directly, but first went to the library and borrowed a book of swordsmanship.

When he returned to the miscellaneous service hall, the small cliff flat exploded all at once, and dozens of miscellaneous servants of all sizes came up to say goodbye, and Su Moyu also greeted him with a smile.

After that, he found Deng Yulang, and after inquiring, he learned that Cheng Jianxue had never come back during this time, but he didn't know where he went.

Su Moyu was a little worried, but there was nothing he could do, so he had to practice alone in the miscellaneous service hall.

During this period, the dumb child often visited him, but never took him into the ground.

After more than a month, Cheng Jianxue finally returned, but as soon as he returned to the mountain, he rushed directly into the house and got drunk, without saying a word about where he had gone these days.

Due to the previous admonition of the red-robed woman, Su Moyu did not tell Cheng Jianxue about what happened in these days, but carefully practiced the sword technique in a no-man's place every night.

As the red-robed woman said, the sword technique is indeed not a profound exercise, so Su Moyu practiced for more than two months in a row, and he mastered all the essentials of the sword technique, and as for the ability of the sword to fly, he was naturally handy.

However, he kept an eye on it, and never showed the fact that he could fly with a sword in front of people.

In the entire miscellaneous hall, only the mute who accompanies him to practice swords every night knows.

In the blink of an eye, the summer turned away from the cold, and with an expected first snow falling, Tianjian Mountain passed the New Year so inadvertently.

In the early morning of this day, Su Moyu woke up as usual, and when he pushed the door open, he saw that there were already two little Taoist priests standing on the cliff.

After the two little Taoist priests saw Su Moyu, a strange look flashed in their eyes, and then they walked over and bowed and said, "I've seen Senior Brother Su." ”

Su Moyu immediately returned the salute and said, "Two, what are you doing here?"

The two little Taoist priests glanced at each other, and one of them spoke: "Senior Brother Hui, the Tianya Conference will open in three days, and there will be a memorial ceremony under the sacrificial tower on the first day, and I also ask Senior Brother and Uncle Cheng not to be late." ”

When Su Moyu heard this, his heart tightened and said, "Three days later, will the Great Martial Arts Test also be held on that day?"

The little Taoist priest on the opposite side smiled and said: "Back to Senior Brother, the Tianya Society will last for several days, the first day is just a sacrificial activity, and the next day is a literary test." As for the big martial arts test, it starts on the third day, and the specific number of days it lasts to end, this day is not quite the same for each session. ”

Su Moyu nodded understandingly, and then arched his hand: "Thank you two for coming to inform me, I will tell the master." ”

The two Taoist priests smiled indifferently, turned around and stepped on the snow and went down the cliff.

After the two left, Su Moyu took a lot of effort to wake Cheng Jianxuan from his hangover, and then told the other party about the sacrifice.

But Cheng Jianxue only nodded slightly, and then fell asleep again, without even a special instruction, which made Su Moyu feel inexplicably worried.

Fortunately, Deng Yulang had already made arrangements for this matter, sent a sacrificial dress to Su Moyu's room, and roughly described the process of the sacrifice, which made Su Moyu seem less flustered.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and finally, the first day of the end of the world had arrived.

Early in the morning, Su Moyu got up and waited directly in front of Cheng Jianxuan's door, and after a few urgings, the black fat man finally pushed the door out.

What shocked Su Moyu was that this black fat man actually wore a clean ink-colored sacrificial dress, which was very different from his usual sloppy image.

A pair of masters and apprentices walked from the Miscellaneous Service Hall to the sacrificial pagoda, and met many disciples of various schools along the way. After everyone saw Cheng Jianxuan, they all looked respectful and far away.

But to Su Moyu, it is far away and disrespectful. There were even many people who showed naked hostility towards him, but they didn't know whether it was the Heavenly Sword Stream or the Xuan Sword Stream.

When he arrived at the sacrificial tower, Cheng Jianxue was invited to the altar, but threw Su Moyu in the crowd.

Without Cheng Jian's choice to be the umbrella, the hostility from all around became more and more intense, and Su Moyu was a little uncomfortable.

At this moment, there was a sudden silence all around, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way, and saw Kou Yuanbao, the master of Yanyun Peak, with a group of disciples of the Heavenly Sword Stream, passing through the crowd with extreme swagger. When he passed by Su Moyu, many people threw fierce eyes at him, but Jiang Qingwen, who should hate him the most, pretended not to know him.

Su Moyu sighed, and suddenly found that between the fierce faces, there was a slightly playful little face.

It was Du Ziyi, she smiled at Su Moyu, then put on a helpless expression, and walked forward with the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Stream.

"This girl is not bad for me. Su Moyu looked at her departing back, and suddenly remembered the scene when she went up the mountain.

"Su Moyu?" At this moment, a woman's voice sounded behind him.

Su Moyu turned his head sharply, and saw Han Yan standing behind him, who he hadn't seen for many days.

"I can't believe you remember me. He glanced at Han Yan and smiled.

Han Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Now that you are so famous, I can't remember you or not." ”

Su Moyu was suddenly stunned, and said with a wry smile: "I'd rather not have this name." ”

Just as the two were talking, suddenly a gong sounded from the stage, and then Yuan Yangzi took the lead, and the directors and seniors of the Xuanjian stream walked up to the high platform one after another.

Su Moyu watched from the audience and knew that this Tianya meeting was the opening.