The three-life flower fell to the ground, and in the sight of the three hundred inner disciples of Kunlun, the shadow of Murong Yunshang came into view.

She is dressed in a white plain dress wrapped in a beautiful delicate body, light and elegant, just like a vegetarian woman who has been guarding in front of the ancient Buddha of the green lantern, elegant and refined. Compared with Prince Qinglong's previous impression, there is less coldness and coldness, and there is more of a trace of fireworks in the world.

In the eyes of all beings, the unreachable fairy in the world seemed to become within reach in an instant, and they were afraid that as soon as they stretched out their hands, they would destroy the tranquility under these three thousand troubles.

There is always some beauty in the world that people yearn for and can't bear to touch, and the Murong Yunshang in front of him is undoubtedly this kind of beauty!

The three hundred inner disciples of Kunlun respectfully moved out of the way, and Murong Yunsheng, followed by the same sect of the Imperial Sword Sect, stepped on the stone steps step by step and came to Liu Che.

"Senior brother!" Murong Yunshang made a special salute to Prince Qinglong.

Not everyone is qualified to stand the etiquette of Murong Yunsheng, although the Three Thousand Great Avenues, she is a good person, but in the future, she will take over the position of the Sect Master of the Imperial Sword Sect, and she will still put the honor of the Imperial Sword Sect first. Qinglong Prince Liu Che, that is the recognized senior brother of the Little Kunlun Dao, regardless of virtue, he can be called the best choice, and he is kind to the Imperial Sword Sect, and he is honored to be called this senior brother, which is not considered to have lost the face of the Imperial Sword Sect.

Liu Che's eyes covered all the mountains and rivers of Sheji, but in front of Murong Yunsheng, they seemed so pure and clear, he smiled, without the slightest imperial breath, stretched out his hand to help Murong Yunshang up, and said with a smile: "The journey is rushing, you should be tired, right? ”

In this scene, Liu Che's tone sounded like a young Taoist couple who raised his eyebrows and respected each other, and he was simply envious of others.

That Jiang Yusheng raised his head slightly, looking at Liu Che's palm that was holding Murong Yunsheng's wrist, thinking of Chu Muyun's figure, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled.

In the whole world, among the maple domains, there may be two people who can be in such close contact with Murong Yunsheng, and their eyes are facing each other without making them feel disgusted, but now, except for Liu Che, the prince of the Green Dragon, the name of the surname Chu has already become unfamiliar to Murong Yunsheng.

Murong Yunsheng, who was not very accustomed to physical contact with men, subconsciously took half a step back, bowed slightly and said: "Senior brother has the common people in his heart, and opens the Kunlun Sword Shrine inheritance to benefit the Feng Domain, how can Yunshang occupy the time of Senior Brother Wuxian and delay his will to win the peak." ”

Prince Qinglong smiled: "Compared to your words, it seems that I don't know the general situation......"

This is a joke, Murong Yunshang smiled shyly.

"Okay, I'll take you to rest first, and when the Kunlun Sword Shrine opens, let's explore this inheritance that has been buried for thousands of years. "Prince Qinglong carefully guided Murong Yunsheng, which seemed incredible. The dignified generation of Tianjiao, who holds the power of the world, and bleeds and drifts with a sentence of life and death, will be careful to this extreme for a woman.

This kind of incredibleness is enough to shock the world, but for Liu Che, the prince of Qinglong, he is willing.

Murong Yunshang nodded and took a lotus step.

Behind him, there was an extremely unwilling roar.

It was the voice of Ouyang, the fourth son of Kunlun: "What about Chu Muyun?"

Without any cover-up, in front of Murong Yunsheng, he shouted out the name, I don't know if it was intentionally tempted or unintentional.

Naturally, he asked Liu Che, the prince of the Green Dragon.

Hearing this name, Liu Che and Murong Yunshang suddenly stopped.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the shadow.

Liu Che couldn't take his eyes off it, his eyes stayed on that beautiful cheek, catching every trace of undetectable expression.

But in this huge square, after being so quiet for a while, there was still no trace of expression on Murong Yunsheng's pretty face.

Not even for a moment.

Calm, as calm as ever, there was no deliberate cover-up, and there was no surprise or emotion, she just blinked her beautiful eyes lightly, and simply blinked her beautiful eyes.

There is no joy of meeting the golden wind and jade dew, and the wind passes without a trace. For Murong Yunsheng, the name Chu Muyun is just a teenager who once had a marriage contract with him and later broke the marriage contract. She had never seen Chu Muyun's appearance, a stranger who had never had any intersection or would never have anything to do with her, and it was not worth anything that moved her.

"It seems that the fire of Nirvana of the Three Sects on the Sword has completely wiped out any memories of Chu Muyun's feelings!"

Qinglong Prince Liu Che's heart fell, and he finally got the answer he wanted.

He glanced back at Ouyang and said indifferently something that didn't concern him: "Let him go." ”

Of course, Prince Qinglong's original intention would not be for him to go, only by completely letting the name Chu Muyun disappear, the spring breeze would never awaken the memory that was wiped out by the wildfire.

This sentence was naturally said to Murong Yunsheng......

The three hundred peaks on the periphery of Kunlun, under the Chu character token suspended in the sky, Chu Muyun sat on the top of the mountain, and the cold ice spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth was poured into his body, and his breath was quietly climbing.

Below, thousands of figures were densely packed, staring at the figure on the top of the mountain, waiting for the moment when he opened his eyes.

At this moment, Chu Muyun's divine soul has entered the tomb forest, and the spiritual power consumed by the battle with Ouyang has been replenished in the time difference in the tomb forest, and his state has undoubtedly been adjusted to the peak moment.

The reason why he refused to leave the tomb was because he had reached the critical moment of sitting and looking at the inner view of the divine pattern.

Not long ago, he found that the progress of the Vipassana Divine Pattern had encountered a bottleneck, as long as he broke through this hurdle, his comprehension of the talent Xuanyuan Technique would be deepened, and he might also comprehend the means derived from the second Xuanyuan Technique, which was other than the Dry Glory.

Chu Muyun sat cross-legged beside the tombstone where he was learning the Kunpeng technique, and above the Tianyuan between his eyebrows, the ten talents of Xuanyuan were swirling, as if they had formed a net, and there was a vague implication of some kind of rules.

And on top of its spirit bones, if you look closely, another twenty-six talent Xuanyuan Divine Patterns began to flicker, and the frequency is getting faster and faster, and the light of the flickering Divine Patterns is also getting stronger and stronger......

At a certain moment, the flickering and violent divine pattern at the spirit bone suddenly broke like a string, and the dazzling and divine brilliance was like the moonlight sprinkled on the spirit bone, and the next moment, above the Tianyuan between the eyebrows, two silk threads began to emerge, spreading towards each other, and finally connected together, becoming a pattern of the net containing rules.

The sound of the strings breaking was endless, and at the spiritual bones on the chest, one after another divine patterns were broken, and the disappeared divine patterns appeared strangely above Tianyuan, eleven and twelve...... Thirty-four, thirty-five, thirty-six!

Above the Tianyuan between Chu Muyun's eyebrows, the thirty-six divine patterns were intertwined and criss-crossed, and he could clearly feel that the power of the artistic conception of the withered glory seemed to have reached an unprecedented saturation among the thirty-six divine patterns, and there was a vague conjecture in his heart, the first kind of divine power withered by the Xuanyuan Technique Death and Life Sect, the thirty-six divine patterns had been exerted to the extreme!

However, just as he was about to withdraw his divine soul, another sound of the divine pattern breaking faintly reverberated in his heart, and the thirty-seventh divine pattern succeeded in sitting and taking the introspect!

And between the eyebrows, a new divine pattern did not merge into the almost perfect net of Kurong Artistic Conception, but chose to wander alone......

"Could it be that the second kind of talent Xuanyuan Technique has appeared?"

A chilling picture appeared in his mind, and Chu Muyun seemed to have guessed something!