Yumu looked at the middle-aged man and thought that this should be the final test of the heart level, so he settled down and said calmly: "I have seen my predecessors, and I feel that with my own qualifications, if there is a famous teacher to guide me, it should be no problem to enter the realm of cultivation." ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "The qualifications are really good, just like that kid in the previous two years, he is an extremely talented disciple of my Ethereal Sect, but that kid's heart is too jumpy, but he is not as calm as you." ”

Yu Mu said respectfully: "Thank you for the compliment, I don't know which elder of the Ethereal Sect is the senior?"

The middle-aged man chuckled lightly: "Elder, this Ethereal Sect was created by me, but I have already exhausted my lifespan, and what remains in this formation is just a trace of spiritual thought." ”

Yumu was even more respectful, standing aside and bowing his head to obey orders, the middle-aged man smiled and asked: "Qualification does not mean everything, my qualifications were much stronger than you at the beginning, but I was lacking in my mind, but I was trapped in the late stage of Lingxian, and in the end I could only sit in the sect." ”

Yu Mu didn't expect that this Ethereal Sect Founding Patriarch still had a trace of spiritual thoughts that survived to this day, and his cultivation had even touched the threshold of the True Monarch, which was much stronger than Yu Mu himself imagined.

The middle-aged man continued: "Back then, because I couldn't see through a love word, I couldn't let go of my sister who had passed away, and my heart was demonic, and I was dungeon, and my mind was in a difficult place, so my cultivation was stagnant. ”

The middle-aged man's tone was low, and in the end, it was as if he was stuck in a memory, and he was silent in thought, and Elm didn't dare to disturb him, so he could only wait quietly.

At the mountain gate, the yellow-clothed spiritual cultivator looked at the elm that was still at the last step, and said loudly: "This guy shouldn't have met Master Zu too, right?"

Elder Song's face was solemn: "It seems that it should be." "Beckoned a disciple and asked this disciple to go to the mountainside to report the news, and said that someone from the sect had broken through the hundred steps, and asked the elders who were interested in accepting disciples to go down the mountain and prepare early.

Yumu looked at the middle-aged man in contemplation, he was not in a hurry at all, since he had encountered the spiritual thoughts of this founding ancestor, it was safe to come and worship the sect.

The middle-aged man finally came back to his senses, and smiled apologetically at the elm: "Speaking of the past, it has delayed you a lot of time, if you can, can you tell me about your previous experience?"

Yumu thought for a while, and felt that there was no need to hide the originator of this ethereal sect, so he decided to tell the story, saying that he was adopted by the old master since he was a child, and he got the Lingyuan secret by chance, and the middle-aged man only raised his eyebrows when he heard the Lingyuan Jue, and did not interrupt Yumu, and listened to Yumu quietly.

When Yumu said that he noticed that the big man surnamed Wang had bad intentions, and finally decisively killed him, the middle-aged man finally showed a smile on his face: "Well done! A gentleman does not erect a dangerous wall, does something and does not do something, and does not deliberately harm others, it does not mean that he is restrained!"

After saying this, the middle-aged man's face also fluctuated: "A long time ago, I and another senior brother both liked our junior sister, and finally the junior sister chose to spend her life with me. ”

After a pause, Fang continued: "Our senior brother also changed from a gentle big brother at the beginning, and finally changed into a vicious person, and when I was in retreat and impacting the Spirit Manifestation Realm, he poisoned my Taoist companion, his junior sister. ”

Then he said with a trace of remorse on his face: "When I get out of the customs, I have cultivated to a real person, but I have lost the real person around me, and because of this incident, my mood is broken, and I am sleepy, and I have no hope for the true king." ”

After listening to the story quietly, Yu Mu didn't comment much, and the middle-aged man suddenly smiled and asked, "Do you think that I didn't notice my senior brother's mind at all, so I think most of the fault lies with me?"

Yumu nodded and said: "The juniors have this idea, but they don't dare to talk about the seniors, so they don't talk about it." ”

The middle-aged man was not angry, perhaps because he was just a spiritual thought and couldn't do anything about the elm.

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "Yes, I actually realized it at the beginning, but I just chose to believe in our senior brother, I believe that he will not make the senior brother who was born and die together sad, and I believe that he will not harm the most important person in our hearts, but I think it is simple." So much so that I was depressed for half my life. ”

The middle-aged man suddenly sighed: "If it were you, what would you do?"

Elm smiled: "Why do seniors ask knowingly?"

The middle-aged man nodded, but he didn't continue to ask, I think this little guy should be decisive to start first, it's just that the little guy, the senior brother is willing to give up the love of those years, I can't give up, she, think about it, even more so.

Otherwise, if she had the same cultivation as her senior brother, if she hadn't done it voluntarily, she felt sorry for her senior brother's earnest dedication, and she felt guilty in her heart, would she have no power to resist and be killed?

So in fact, he didn't resent his senior brother very much, but half of his grievances were in his Taoist companion, but he never told outsiders.

Even at the end of his life, he still hasn't forgiven her, if the little guy in front of him knows, I'm afraid he will feel that he can't tell the difference!

It's just that the little guy, feelings have never been able to distinguish between right and wrong, and how much do I like her while I complain about her?

Yumu watched the middle-aged man's face change, as if he understood something, and lowered his head, unwilling to say more to the person in front of him.

The middle-aged man looked at the elm with his head lowered, and suddenly said with relief: "I envy you, envy your choice, envy your state of mind, you can have some opinions about me as a person, I hope that after you enter the sect, you can look at the entire Ethereal Sect with another eye." ”

Elm nodded, in response.

"Little guy, do you like that Bai Yao?" the middle-aged man began.

Elm raised his head, looked directly at the middle-aged man and said, "I like it, it's just that she is a fairy on the clouds, and I am now compared to her as the elm of the land, so I can only look up and look at it from afar." ”

"Hahaha little guy, you can't have this idea, even if it's different, you have to have your own persistence, be willing to work hard for her, and finally be able to stand behind her and shelter her from the wind and rain, it's enough. The middle-aged man whispered.

The middle-aged man muttered: "You are just a casual cultivator, even if you have some talent and enter the Ethereal Sect, I am afraid that you will not be able to stand with her in the end, if you don't achieve your wish in the end, you are not afraid of ending up with the same resentment as me?"

Yu Mu suddenly laughed out loud, and he didn't respect the founder of the Ethereal Sect at all: "After thinking about it, if you don't dare to do it because of the gap, wouldn't it be a wish to become a luxury?

The more he spoke, the more generous he became: "I thought about it, I did it, and I accepted what the final result was, and I was worthy of it, so there was nothing to resent." ”

Yumu calmed down for a moment and said slowly: "Therefore, the question of the seniors, just like when I answered why Bai Yao died, is meaningless, I listened to the story of the Supreme Luofu, and I dare to think about the demeanor and Taoism of the Heavenly Monarch Realm, I'm afraid this is stronger than the predecessors, right?"

The middle-aged man nodded and chuckled: "Born like an ant but with great ambitions, it is stronger than me, if I had such a state of mind as yours at the beginning, maybe I would have really broken through the pass of Zhenjun for me, but it's a pity, if I had met you earlier and heard your words, maybe I wouldn't have been alone for these years." ”

Elm Mu was expressionless: "The predecessor is too famous." ”

The middle-aged man laughed loudly and said: "No reputation, no reputation! Little guy, I think you can go higher and farther than me in the future, then you can continue to practice the spiritual recipe, the magic trick I passed down is really not as good as it, but you have to be careful, don't expose this matter, after all, the Lingyu sect has disappeared, so it's better to be careful." ”

Elm nodded, indicating that he would pay attention.

The middle-aged man looked at the elm again: "Okay, little guy, I've been chatting with me for so long, I've worked hard for you, I will practice hard in the future, marry the woman I like as soon as possible, don't forget your ambitions, Tianjun should also think about it! Maybe in the future, my Ethereal Sect will really produce an Elm Tianjun hahaha." ”

Yumu only listened to the first half of the sentence, and the second half of the sentence is naturally the originator of this ethereal sect, as the predecessor of the sect, the wish to the disciples of the sect, just listen to it, don't take it seriously.

Yumu suddenly asked, "Senior brother, what happened in the end?"

The middle-aged man just chuckled and shook his head, but did not answer, and his figure had begun to blur.

The middle-aged man just looked at the elm with a smile and nodded slightly, and his figure gradually dissipated until it was transparent.

When the elm raised his head, he was still on the stone steps, maintaining the posture of falling down the stone steps, the middle-aged man had also disappeared, and there was a light breeze in the mountains, and the elm fell heavily and stepped on the hundredth stone steps.

At the mountain gate, Tu Shan Moyan jumped up, triumphant, and Elder Song also had a smile on his face, thinking in his heart that it would be beautiful to take this elm wood under his door.

Elm looked at the mountain gate, only to feel that the middle-aged man he had just met was just a fake conversation, but it was so real.

Not to mention how the middle-aged man behaved, but in the end, he still had a sincere kindness to Yumu, the new disciple of the Ethereal Sect, as an ancestor, even if it was a trace of spiritual thought, it was also gratifying to see that the sect had excellent disciples.

Yumu shook his head, ready to go to the mountain gate, as for the answer to the last question, Yumu had already guessed that the middle-aged man did not kill his senior brother, but just let the impulsive senior brother finally regret and resentment for the rest of his life, just like himself.

Elm didn't think it was very good, maybe for the middle-aged man, this was his best method.

Yumu cleaned up his mood and walked briskly towards the mountain gate, and from a distance, the man in yellow shouted: "Good guy, what did the ancestor tell you? Did you give you any high-grade spiritual weapons? I just gave me a second-grade spiritual weapon, so I was stingy!"

Yumu was stunned, he didn't have anything! The middle-aged man didn't give himself anything! And he still brought this? He must have felt that he didn't approve of him, which made him angry! Yes, it must be like this!

Elm Mu didn't know that above his state of mind, there seemed to be a clear stream rushing through, and some dust on it had been cleared away.