In the blink of an eye, it was the middle of the night when the stars were high, perhaps because of the proximity to the mountain gate of the Imperial Sword Sect, and even the sound of fierce beasts and monsters and birds chirping around the cave was much rarer.

And at this moment, in the cave, there is no longer any terrifying sign of the nine elements of heaven and earth and the nine spiritual powers repelling each other and restraining each other. There were only two figures sitting opposite each other, Chu Muyun and Bancheng Hongxuan.

He still chose to save him.

Between the two, a void gate with the light of the divine pattern shone through.

This is Chu Muyun's talent Xuanyuan Technique, the Gate of Death and Life.

The essence of the practitioner's journey is the process of awakening the talent Xuanyuan all the way. Chu Muyun now only has the Inscription Realm, and the talent Xuanyuan Technique that he can master is only one of the ten thousand that can be used endlessly for the Death and Life Gate. In the previous two performances, whether it was in the Qingyun Ling selection competition or in the Qingyun trial, he was in a passive state. In other words, it was because the innate spirit bones felt that the life of the body was threatened, so they took the initiative to fight back and were able to be preserved.

If he really let him take the initiative to perform it himself, until now, it would only be in the process of sitting and looking at the one hundred and eight divine patterns of the inner spiritual bones, and he would have comprehended the method of the evolution and application of the two divine patterns.

One door is open on two sides, and there is a thought of life and death. This is not only an interpretation of Xuanyuan, but also an extreme realm.

And now, what Chu Muyun did was not to manipulate or use the talent Xuanyuan Technique, he simply summoned the Xuanyuan Technique, and then used the power of the two divine patterns he had comprehended to open the door of death and life. The peaceful, beautiful, and vibrant society Qiankun Shengmen shone on the red silk in the middle of the city, and opened the netherworld Jedi, the lifeless death door to himself.

Ever since the inscription realm sat in Vipassana, Chu Muyun also had a little understanding of his talent Xuanyuan Technique.

He knew that life and death were a kind of cycle that heaven and earth could not break naturally, and they were reciprocal.

And the two sides of the door of death and life also have the same energy.

Therefore, when the nine-colored spiritual power around the red silk in Bancheng was absorbing the origin qi that permeated the life gate, the silent scene that Chu Muyun saw in his eyes, and the breath of the death gate were also passing, and the direction of the flow was naturally instilled in Chu Muyun......

The cave was deep and silent, in order not to be disturbed, Chu Muyun specially made some tricks and feet at the entrance of the cave before opening the door of death and life to cover up the traces. And the power of his Vermilion Bird Realm's divine soul was like an invisible star domain network, enveloping the surroundings of the mountain range, closely watching all movements.

It's a pity that this is near the mountain gate of the Imperial Sword Sect, and there are fewer fierce beasts and demon birds wandering and fighting, but there are more disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect patrolling the mountain......

"These two days are really unlucky, I thought I could prepare for the three sects sword competition like other senior brothers, but I didn't expect to waste the opportunity because of these two wastes, I really get angry when I think about it!"

About three miles away from the cave, there is a winding path, which has always been the only way for the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect to patrol the mountain.

At this time, a group of four people were slowly approaching this side along the mountain patrol path.

Two of them, judging by their outfits, should be disciples of the outer sect of the Imperial Sword Sect, silently following behind the two senior brothers who were dressed in the clothes of the inner disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect.

The two inner disciples, the one at the head of the group, carried a long sword, his face looked a little resentful, and he kicked the debris and stones along the way from time to time under his feet, and kept complaining in his mouth.

"No, with Senior Brother Zhao's strength in the Spirit Realm now, in addition to the Sword Thirteen Lang in the inner gate, he is also a master of the top few, and he will definitely be able to shine in the Three Sects Sword Discussion in tomorrow. Why is it that at this time, you patrol the mountain but are under the black hand?" On the left side of the inner sect senior brother named Zhao Ziji, another inner disciple turned his head and looked coldly at the two outer sect junior disciples who bowed their heads and were silent, and reproached, "Could it be that the two of you joined forces with the Tibetan Sword Sect or the Famous Sword Sect to deliberately fabricate this lie, so that Elder Murong canceled Senior Brother Zhao's qualification to discuss swords for the safety of the mountain gate these days, and specially transferred him to patrol the mountain gate?"

Zhao Ziji also stopped, and looked at the two junior disciples with low cultivation with a cold face: "Senior Brother Yifan is right! Mu Chengfeng and Yang Zejun, do you think so?"

When the two outer disciples heard this, they shuddered, and hurriedly explained in a panic: "No, no...... When the two of us were patrolling the mountains, we did see the backs of the people who attacked us, and the body and the will of the sword were really similar to those guys from the Famous Sword Sect. ”

This Mu Yang and his body have the strength of the Tattooed Spirit Realm, and in fact, they are also good senior brothers in the outer gate. It's just that his natural personality is biased towards cowardice, so there is almost no prestige in the outer sect to subdue people, let alone in the eyes of the inner disciples who live in a group of leaders.

"Oh, you are so sure, then I have to ask you, you said that the sword will of the man in black is for the famous sword, and now the famous sword sect on the mountain, together with the elders who led the team, a total of eight people have come, which senior brother of the famous sword sect did you say attacked you?" Yifan asked urgently, "Is it the burning sword Fang Yan, or the heavy sword Chen Nuo?"

Zhao Ziji still looked at the two coldly.

Yang Zejun thought about it seriously, and judging from the skills displayed by the two senior brothers of the Sword Sect before, he finally shook his head, and replied with a little stiffness: "All, no!"

The senior brother named Yifan shouted angrily: "You guys are making fun of me, aren't you? Just now you said that you are sure to be a person from the Famous Sword Sect, why are you cowardly now? How can this appearance allow you to meet Elder Murong to confront the guys of the Famous Sword Sect? Wouldn't it throw the face of my Imperial Sword Sect to the entire western frontier of the Feng Domain?"

Mu Chengfeng was still silent, and Yang Zejun explained fearfully: "We didn't mean that, Senior Brother Zhao couldn't participate in the Three Sects Sword Competition, it was really the Elder's meaning, it was the Elder who sent the two Senior Brothers to accompany the patrol, we ......"

"Still quibbling!"

Before Yang Zejun could finish speaking, the inner disciple named Yifan kicked the other party's chest. He himself also has the cultivation of the early stage of the Spirit Washing Realm, and this foot implies spiritual power, and it fell on the unsuspecting Yang Zejun of the Tattooed Spirit Realm, and shook it out.

"Zejun!" Mu Chengfeng, who had been silent, finally shouted at this moment.

"Don't help! Give me a good patrol of the mountains, and if you get out of the basket again, the king of heaven and Lao Tzu will not be able to protect you. Yifan pointed at Mu Chengfeng and shouted angrily.

And Zhao Ziji, who had been worried about this matter, was unexpectedly at this moment, stretched out his hand to stop the angry Yifan, and persuaded: "Okay, okay, the front is the outer edge of the mountain gate, and you can go back to rest after the patrol, there is no need to be angry about these two wastes." ”

When he said this, he deliberately spoke seriously, and his eyes kept hinting at Yifan......

In the cave, Bancheng Hongxuan was still in a state of half-sleep, but Chu Muyun, who was fully conscious, saw all this in his eyes.

When the inner disciple Zhao Ziji led the way and gradually approached the cave where the entrance of the cave was hidden in a hurry, Chu Muyun's brows couldn't help frowning.