The valley, the originally dark and unknown sky, I don't know when it became bright.

In the East Valley, which had been silent all night, the sound of wooden doors opening and closing, chaotic footsteps, and chattering began to sound, all of which were performed into an energetic morning song.

The morning song echoed through the valley and into the top room of a certain building.

The sky was bright, the house was well lit, and it was bright!

On the soft wooden and grass bed, Bian Yao suddenly opened his eyes, woke up from his deep sleep, slowly exhaled a breath, and then moved his gaze out the window.

Suddenly, he remembered the words of the old teacher Xi before parting last night, and hurriedly jumped out of bed, pushed open the dark green wooden door, hurried out of the house, and stood in front of the wooden railing of the verandah and looked into the valley.

In sight, many figures were leaving the houses they lived in one after another, walking towards the outside of the East Valley.

Those people were naturally the children of the Mu Clan, and they all had light green hair and wore green shirts, which at first glance seemed to match the environment in the valley.

The sky was pale blue, without a trace of clouds, and the wind was light.

Bian Yao stuffed a few spirit fruits into his mouth, and hurriedly ran downstairs along the ring ladder, preparing to rush to the cultivation ground with those people to see the cultivation methods of the Mu people.

However, as soon as he stepped up the stairs to the ground floor, his footsteps fell to the ground, and the closed door behind him was pushed open, and a man's shout sounded immediately!

"Who? How do you ......?"

Bian Yao's body trembled, and he hurriedly stopped, turning his head to look back.

A young man, in his early twenties, with a childish appearance, green hair and a green shirt, was standing at the door of the house staring at him, full of vigilance!

Bian Yao hadn't noticed that his black hair and gray-white cloth robe were purely unusual in this green valley, which was naturally extremely conspicuous and attention-grabbing!

The sudden shouting had clearly attracted the attention of the others in the valley, who stopped and turned their heads, first focusing on the source of the sound, and then slowly approaching.

Sensing the abnormal changes around him, Bian Yao hurriedly turned around and found that he had become the focus and target of everyone's eyes, and even saw a faint hostility from the depths of those people's eyes!

His face was slightly embarrassed, and he felt a little nervous in his heart, and he stood there stunned for a moment, feeling at a loss.

Seeing the hundreds of Mu clan disciples getting closer and closer to him, Bian Yao's thoughts turned sharply, and he suddenly spoke: "The chief steward brought me here." ”

As soon as these words came out, those people stopped in unison, the hostility in their eyes disappeared in an instant, and when they looked at their eyes again, they became strange.

"What are you doing here if you don't go to Yangmu Valley?"

In an instant, the faces of the group of Mu clan disciples changed suddenly, as if they were very afraid of the owner of the voice, and they quickly dispersed.

A young man with a cold face slowly walked from the rear to the front of the crowd, this person was wearing something different from other Mu clan children, everyone else was a short shirt, but he was wearing a green long shirt.

The young man in the long shirt stared, looked Bian Yao up and down a few times, and asked, "When did the chief steward bring you here?"

As an outsider, Bian Yao really wants to have a good relationship with the people here, and he doesn't want to cause anything unpleasant. So the slightly embarrassed face, squeezed out a smile, and replied seriously: "Last night." ”

After a few silent breaths, the young man in the long shirt suddenly turned around, with a cold face, walked past the middle of the crowd, and walked towards the outside of the East Valley without saying a word.

At this point, no one of the Mu clan disciples squeaked, and they turned around one after another and walked out of the valley.

Looking at the backs of those Mu clan disciples from afar, his mood was a little complicated, he lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and was about to step forward to follow, when he suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind him.

"Are you really brought by the Grand Steward?" asked the young man who had been standing at the door of the house shouting, walking quickly to his side, with a curious smile on his face.

"He himself said that he was the chief steward of the Mu family, and I don't know if it's true or not. Bian Yao glanced at him a few times, said a few words with a smile, and walked forward.

"Then there is no doubt that he is the chief steward, otherwise who would dare to pretend to be his identity! Hey! I have been in the valley for more than ten years, and I have never seen the chief steward, and I heard that his old man rarely leaves the Mu family, you are so lucky!" The young man walked beside him step by step, and said to himself: "That...... You're going to live on me, aren't you?"

"I live on the very top floor. Bian Yao didn't look at him, just walked forward slowly.

"I live on the bottom floor, and we will be friends who live in the same building in the future, my name is Mu Xiyou, what's your name?" said the young man with a smile, seemingly very happy.

"Bian Yao. ”

"Where are you from?Why did the chief steward bring you to the valley, it stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible for the children of the Mu clan whose bloodline has not awakened to appear here. Mu Xiyou stared at Bian Yao's jet-black hair, rolled his eyes a few times, and asked curiously.

After a little hesitation, Bian Yao replied: "I am from Cave City, not from the Mu Clan, someone asked me to come to the Mu family, so I came." ”

"What! You are also a foreigner?" Mu Xiyou shouted in surprise, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, and then laughed a few times, and said in a very envious tone: "It seems that you know a great person! I heard that a few days ago, a young sword cultivator came to Sword Valley, and he was not from my Mu Clan. It's really strange, I've never heard of a foreigner entering the valley before, but now in just a few days, two of them have come one after another!"

"Young Sword Cultivator?" Bian Yao sighed lightly and hurriedly asked, "Where is Sword Valley?"

"Near the South Valley, there were originally only six people in the Sword Valley, but a few days ago it became seven. Mu Xiyou shook his head, slowed down, turned his head to look at Bian Yao, and asked, "How old are you?"

"Seventeen, the early days of dreaming. Bian Yao replied, but in his heart he wondered if the young sword cultivator in Sword Valley could be the same person as the figure that appeared in his mind.

"What!" Mu Xiyou was taken aback, then glanced at Bian Yao with jealous eyes, and said with a smile: "I really can't imagine it, it seems that your qualifications are no worse than that young master, no wonder you can enter the valley." ”

Bian Yao smiled slightly, but he sighed in his heart, others didn't know, but he knew it very well in his own heart! He was able to cultivate to the realm of dream madness in just six or seven years, and this was entirely due to his dark and mysterious dream.

He didn't want to say anything more about this, after all, it was his own secret, so he deliberately diverted the topic and said: "Yesterday, the chief steward went to Green Lake City to find me and said that he wanted to take me to a place. ”

"You think it's beautiful!" Mu Xiyou laughed, and then whispered mysteriously: "As far as I've heard, among those teachings in the valley, except for the "master" Lord Mu Qiyuan, who has been to the Mu family once, no one else has been there. ”

Hearing him say this, Bian Yao felt extremely curious, turned his head and asked, "Who is in charge?"

"It's the old gentleman with a square scarf on his head, he is the biggest in the valley, and it is said that he is only half a step away from the Mengzun realm, and other teachings must be under his control!"

Hearing this, Bian Yao was silent for a while, remembering that among the thirteen people he saw last night, the old man standing in the middle was wearing a square scarf on his head, and he expected that that person was undoubtedly the head of the valley.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, frowned slightly, and asked, "When I first entered the valley last night, I saw a tall tree at the mouth of the valley, and there was an old man sitting on the top of the tree, who is he?"

"Ahh Mu Xiyou patted his head, his eyes were bright, and he said: "That person is the clan elder, and his status is much higher than that of the chief, we all call him the old man of Shougu, it seems to be a dream honor!"

As they spoke, the two of them had already left the East Valley, followed those Mu Clan disciples far away, walked up the wide road of the valley, and turned south.

Bian Yao was relieved in his heart, and secretly thought that it was no wonder that the old man was unmoved when he saw the chief steward, it turned out that he was also a dream venerable powerhouse, and his identity and status were not ordinary, it seemed that this Mu family was as mysterious and powerful as rumored!

He silently took a few steps forward, and suddenly asked, "Who is the man in the robe just now?" ”

Mu Xiyou turned his head and looked around, and found that there was no one behind him, so he whispered: "That young master seems to be from the Mu family, his name is Mu Chen, and the teachers are very respectful to him, but the specific identity is not very clear. Although his temper is not very good, he has a lot of cultivation talent, and he is only eighteen years old, and he has already cultivated to the middle stage of Dream Mania. ”

Bian Yao didn't speak, secretly guessing the identity of the young man in the long robe, and then thought of the little barbarian girl in the palace, Her Royal Highness the princess who loved red very much, and her cultivation talent was also extremely high, and she cultivated to the realm of dream madness at the age of sixteen.

"Hurry up! We're at the end of the line. Mu Xiyou suddenly shouted, his body jumped forward, and he ran quickly.

Bian Yao looked up and found that the children of the Mu Clan who were walking in front of him had disappeared, and he suddenly exerted force on his toes and ran forward.

Dozens of breaths later, a valley mouth appeared on the right side of the mountain, and there was a stone tablet on the side, which was engraved with three big green characters of "Yangmu Valley".

At this point, Mu Xiyou slowed down abruptly, turned around and walked towards the valley.

Bian Yao followed closely and slowed down, following behind him, his eyes were full of trees, and he couldn't help but feel surprised in his heart.

Yangmu Valley is circular in shape, with hundreds of strange trees of varying heights arranged on the ground in the valley, almost completely occupying the entire valley site.

In a limited open space, more than 200 children of the Mu clan with green hair and green shirts were standing in a queue with their backs east and west.

Opposite those Mu clan disciples, there were seven figures standing quietly, all dressed in black robes and green robes, which were the teachings of the valley.

The old man standing in the middle of the seven people, wearing a white square cloth scarf, was Mu Qiyuan, the head of the valley. As for the old teacher who led Bian Yao to Donggu's residence last night, he was also among them, and there were six people missing, including the teacher who carried the sword and the only female teacher.

Mu Xiyou walked forward quickly, no longer caring about Bian Yao, and slipped into the queue and disappeared.

Bian Yao noticed that seven eyes were shooting at him, and he couldn't help but curse secretly, and quickly moved to stand at the back of the queue, forming a line of his own, listening with bated breath.

Mu Qiyuan's face turned slightly straight, and he said slowly: "Delay you for a little time, I want to say one thing." From today onwards, you will have one more fellow practitioner, his name is Bian Yao, who is not from the Mu Clan. In the days to come, I want you to treat him as a fellow citizen, and not to do anything decent!"

Speaking of this, the head of the valley suddenly paused, and his solemn gaze slowly swept over the children of the Mu clan in front of him. After a moment of silence, he said, "Okay, let's get ready to cultivate." ”

As soon as the principal's words fell, the more than two hundred Mu clan disciples scattered with a roar, each walked to one of the trees, and then sat cross-legged under the tree, closing their eyes.

Bian Yao stood alone, turning his head to look at it curiously, and he was surprised to find that the number of trees in the valley was equal to the number of the children of the Mu Clan, one no more and one no less. In addition, he was also very puzzled by the actions of these Mu clan disciples!

Suddenly, he found another problem. The shape of the leaves of the more than 200 strange trees in Yangmu Valley looks very similar to the leaves of the mysterious towering giant tree in the ancient ancestral hall of the Mu clan in Gumu Village. If you want to talk about the difference, the trees here are no more than three zhang high, and the short ones are even only one zhang, while the one in the ancient ancestral hall is more than 200 zhang high.

Just as Bian Yao was thinking wildly, the head of the valley walked over to him, followed by six teachers, all with kind smiles on their faces.

"What are you thinking?" Mu Qiyuan came to the front and asked with a smile, he was addressing Bian Yao as an elder to a junior peer, not as a teacher or a master in the valley.

Bian Yao shook off the chaotic thoughts in his mind, looked up at the head of the valley and the other six teachers, grinned, and asked, "Do I want to be like them?"

"This is a unique way of cultivation for my Mu tribe, although it is not suitable for foreigners, but you can go and meditate among them. Try it, remember not to go into dreams, just meditate and meditate, maybe you will feel different than before. Mu Qiyuan smiled and said with a little mystery.

Bian Yao turned his head to look at the strange trees, his eyes flashed with a look of doubt, and after hesitating for a few breaths, he walked towards the trees.

Carefully passing through the strange trees, he found that the children of the wood clan were sitting under the trees with their eyes closed, breathing calmly and gently, as if they had fallen asleep.

In the center of the trees, Bian Yao found a vacant space, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and then eliminated the distractions.

The head of the valley and the six teachers floated around the valley, and then sat down cross-legged together, slowly closing their eyes.

There was silence all around, and there was no noise.

After dozens of breaths, Bian Yao seemed to hear the sound of breathing, and there was more than one, it was countless Dao, it was the breathing sound of all the children of the Mu Clan, one after another!

Gradually, he seemed to hear the hidden variations, the breaths adjusting their rhythms to each other, and slowly merging into the same beat.

Suddenly, countless breathing sounds finally condensed into one, and that breath was long and deep, as if it were natural!

That breath seemed to come from the deepest part of the earth, containing the purest aura of plants and trees!

Trees originate from the earth and eventually turn into a special energy between heaven and earth and return to the earth.

At this moment, all the children of the Wood Clan in Yangmu Valley seemed to have transformed into a magical tree.

With long breaths, Bian Yao felt that he was slowly drifting, falling into the depths of the earth little by little.

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