It was the first time they had met, the first time he had seen her, to be exact.

Although separated by the countless stone steps, Zang Ao had already identified her.

He admits that he has never lacked women around him in his life, even if they are all vulgar dust, but he likes it. Because in addition to cultivation, he only pursues unrestrained and wanton arrogance. As for the so-called ends of the earth and unswerving rhetoric, he disdains to say it, and he doesn't bother to say it. Because in his eyes, these can be solved with spirit stones or a lot of spirit stones.

Until he met her, he knew her name, Shangguan Die.

He didn't turn his strength into paste, but he turned sex into love.

That time, he didn't know how many times she knelt and how many times she knocked. He only remembered, very clearly, that on the nine hundred stone steps, each step had left blood stains on her forehead and knees, and tears that no one else had seen.

She knocked on the door of the Medicine Hall Elder, and he and the other brothers stood behind her, until everyone's shadows turned around on the ground, and the Medicine Hall Elder's door was still closed.

She went down the mountain in discouragement, it was he who carried her asleep, he remembered the sunset that day, it was very red and beautiful......

It was the first and only time we met, and I never saw her again.

He was a little angry, probably very angry.

So he stole the fossil powder from the medicine hall, and he turned all the stone steps of the entire 900 climbing gates into stone powder.

He stood in the sunset, in front of the mountain gate, waiting for a wisp of like-minded wind to blow, and then looked at the dust in the sky, and the sunset that burned half the sky, he smiled.

He was very happy, he was expelled from the sect, and before leaving, he burned down the medicine hall......

He was like a madman, arrogant and uninhibited, but he knew very well what he was doing. Whether it was the stone steps or the front of the medicine hall, they all left tears on her, so he wanted to destroy the things that made her cry......

The third elder also asked him why he didn't meet her, but he just smiled bitterly and said that he was not a good person, at least not a good person to rely on. Because he was still reluctant to bear the chaos and prosperity of this world in his heart, because just last night, he was still holding two Qinglou women......

In the noisy and noisy streets, people will become passers-by in each other's lives.

Shangguan Die's father and daughter accepted the Heart Protector Pill, she looked very dazed, and her pretty face was indescribable joy.

Zang Ao looked at her from the pavilion, and she also played with the ripples in her blue eyes, and neither of them spoke.

Inky black strands of hair fluttered in the cold winter breeze, sometimes against her fair and crystalline face, and sometimes intimate with her thin slightly raised lips.

And the eyes under the slender sword eyebrows seemed to see her whole picture clearly for the first time. His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his obsidian eyes revealed a warm smile and the light of the water that lit up in the ripples.

He was just thinking that if one day in the future, he was tired of the magnificence and variety of the world, and he would definitely go to the Thousand Peaks Gate to find her.

She was just thinking, if one day in the future, you are tired of the magnificence and variety of this world, I will definitely be waiting for you in front of Qianfeng Village.

......

After leaving the Hundred Desolations Auction Hall, Chu Muyun was not in a hurry to return to the Danhui Pavilion, he deliberately walked around the imperial city a few more times, and only returned to the Danhui after losing his wide black robe.

In the room, Chu Muyun roughly read the attribute fighting tactics of the division-level high-level remnants "Heavenly Providence Six Elephant Formulas" and the division-level mid-level "Thousand Shadows Tianluo" body fighting tactics that he bought today, combined with the low-level "Reverse Step Seven Star Technique" that he had already learned, the middle-level "Canghai Moonlight", and the high-level "Seven Strings Slash", together with the swordsmanship that Luo Na could practice in the general outline of the sword technique of the Imperial Sword Sect, including the earth sword technique, the return of ten thousand swords, the imperial sword technique, etc., even if he entered the inscription realm in the future, he would no longer have to worry about martial arts in a short period of time.

However, at present, Chu Muyun does not plan to cultivate the two division-level techniques that he just bought, after all, he has already practiced some of the division-level swordsmanship listed in the general outline of the sword technique of the Imperial Sword Sect before, and although cultivating fighting tactics across levels can increase the chances of winning in the duel, this kind of approach similar to rushing for success is very undesirable, and it may leave the hidden danger of the sorcerer's path.

Therefore, at least when he entered the third realm of Yuan Xi, he would try to cultivate these two master-level techniques.

"What is the pattern on this feather fan, how does it look like some kind of regular seal?Moreover, this ancient pattern seems to have been seen somewhere......" Chu Muyun's fingers moved along the complex and complicated lines, his face puzzled.

He stared at the mutilated feather fan for a long time, and suddenly seemed to have figured out something, and his face was shocked.

He hurriedly took out the hilt of the sword, compared the feather fan with the hilt one by one, he took a deep breath, and calmed the ups and downs in his heart: "These ancient lines...... It's the same as the sword pattern on the hilt!"

He didn't know what kind of secret he had discovered, the hilt of the sword and the feather fan were mutilated, in other words, their power and even spirituality had been lost, or sealed. To borrow the expression of the remnants of the soul, only by re-refining can we recast the style of the past...... So will it be the common ancient pattern in front of you that causes this consequence?

Chu Muyun was silent, he knew that the doubts in his heart could only be solved by the wisp of remnant soul in the divine soul.

"It seems that the fate of the owner of this artifact is not much better than Lao Tzu......" The remnant soul also knew that Chu Muyun was waiting for his explanation, but if he didn't say something, I am afraid he would not be perfunctory. can only have this emotion, which can be regarded as a kind of relief.

Chu Muyun's thoughts were a little confused, and this sentence of emotion seemed to evoke a memory that he had never been touched.

Countless memory fragments suddenly flashed in my mind, very vague and even more unfamiliar. Bombardment poured out, scene after scene impacted his soul memory, making him confused. He covered his head with his hands and closed his eyes, trying to resist it all.

"Since this wisp of remnant thoughts has merged with your soul, the memories that belong to this remnant thoughts will naturally flood into your mind...... So, don't resist!"

Chu Muyun tried to sit cross-legged, and under the guidance of his soul, he began to calmly accept this vague and incoherent unfamiliar picture......

"I will pass on to you another spiritual recipe for the operation of spiritual power, this spiritual recipe will be used for life, there are a total of twenty-seven realms, corresponding to the nine realms of the sorcerer's path, and each realm has three realms. You are now in the first realm of the Nine Great Realms, the Yuan Xi Third Realm, so this spiritual technique, you can cultivate up to the third level!"