The lanterns gradually dispersed, and Mu Rin sat on the beach waiting for Master. At night, the tide is undersurging, and the waves are crashing ashore again and again, and the sound of the undulating tide has become the only sound between heaven and earth.

Zhechuan Zhenren came from the moonlight, like a jade tree in front of the wind, especially three points of the night moon. The sideburns are like a knife, the eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, the posture is elegant and quiet, the white robe is plain and elegant, as if exuding a faint light, and two books are carried in slender hands.

"Keeping you waiting. These two books are about astrology and are a gift for you. ”

Mu Rin took the book, looking at the cover and couldn't see anything special, she looked a little unhappy, "Master, this friend of yours is very mysterious and doesn't show up, what is his name?"

Master left her to go to an appointment at night, and came back so late, is this friend a man or a woman?

Zhichuan is used to not mentioning Mo Wangchen to outsiders, but since the disciple asked, he didn't have anything to say, so he said: "His name is ink, and he forgets the dust." ”

Mu Rin's hand shaking the book, very surprised.

Mr. Mo? It turned out to be him......

He is really not an ordinary person, and he actually has a friendship with her master. After more than 20 years of farewell, didn't he show her the way and guide her to Yingzhou?

Speaking of which, he also helped Mu Rin a lot, and he can be regarded as half of her master, but he didn't come out to meet her, he was really a strange person.

Mu Rin looked at the master, but she didn't say anything about her acquaintance with Mo Wangchen, she faintly felt that this was a little inappropriate.

Orikawa touched her head, "Rin'er, let's go back to Yingzhou." ”

"Good. ”

The master and apprentice crossed the East China Sea, and they were silent along the way, and they both had a thought in their hearts.

Yingzhou is the same, and it seems that no one has been here at all. Mu Rin was thinking about Mo Wangchen in his heart, and he didn't think much about it, and Zhichuan Zhenren obviously didn't want to mention the uninvited guest. The master and apprentice said goodbye and went back to their rooms to rest.

After a hundred years, Orikawa continued to teach Mu Rin various immortal techniques, but slowed down as the difficulty deepened. In fact, Mu Rin can also be at ease, she has not been addicted to cultivation, and has finished reading the collection of books in the East Pavilion in her spare time.

"Those who have made great careers and asked questions in ancient and modern times must pass through three realms: 'Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, went up to the tall building alone, and looked at the end of the world'. This first realm also. 'The belt gradually widened, and he did not regret it, and he made people haggard for Yi. 'This second realm also. 'The crowd looked for him a thousand times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was in the lamplight.' This third realm also. ”

Mu Rin didn't dare to say that he had reached the second or third realm, and after reading it little by little, the first realm was also there.

These hundred years of painstaking study have sharpened her heart even more, and also made her understand that revenge is not something that can be accomplished overnight, and it takes a long time to be patient.

If the heart does not move, the wind can help. Mu Rin did not let go of her hatred, but she had the courage to compromise with herself, and she was willing to give herself more time to experience and grow and bear everything.

As soon as a hundred years passed, Mu Rin put down the astrology book in her hand, and she felt that the long-lost realm was loosened, and it should be time to advance.

The thunder loomed outside the stairs, the roar kept day and night, Mu Rin was about to go out to deal with the robbery, and Zhichuan Zhenren told her to go to the alchemy room.

The big tripod in the center of the alchemy room was dark and simple, and it looked extremely inconspicuous, but Mu Rin knew that it was a semi-divine weapon, Qi Gong Mao Ding, and the immortal power required for manipulation was too majestic, and the master never used it easily.

And Qigong Maoding has been forging things here for more than 40 years, and he doesn't know what the master is refining, so he doesn't hesitate to spend so much energy.

Ah Fei circled around it, sniffing it all the time.

"Mu Mu, there is a fairy sword forged in it, it has such a strong fire attribute!"

"Not bad. Zhechuan Zhenren suddenly walked in and scared Ah Fei half to death.

Over the years, Ah Fei has been eating and waiting for death in Yingzhou, and Zhichuan Zhenren is not ignorant, but he acquiesced to the apprentice and brought it in.

Orikawa often retreats and practices, most of the time there is no one, and the huge enchantment is mostly the figure of Mu Rin alone, and Orikawa hopes that Ah Fei can accompany her.

"Master, do you have something to explain to me?" Mu Rin already had a faint premonition.

"Rin'er, the Natal Immortal Sword I refined for you is about to be completed, and you are ready to take it in. Zhechuan Zhenren looked at Ah Fei lightly, and revealed its identity in one word, "Yanling Qilin Beast, you have been waiting for Yanling Crystal for generations, and you have your own creation, and this monarch wants to make a deal with you." ”

"You, you say......" Although there was no danger in Orikawa's eyes, Ah Fei was still a little afraid of him, this was the awe of the strong, not to mention that he clearly knew its details.

"This gentleman has a myelin washing milk, and I want to exchange it for half of my spiritual blood with you. ”

"Ah Fei is naturally willing!" Ah Fei replied immediately, and under the excitement, he turned back into his original body, a unicorn fairy beast.

It was the size of a watermelon, with a large hairy head, and a golden-red flame burning in its large round eyes, and the hair on its whole body jumped like a flame that would never be extinguished. The whole beast was magnificent and dazzling, more brilliant and beautiful than the clouds in the evening.

In the ancient book: "Lin, phoenix, turtle, dragon, called the four spirits", it can be seen that the status of the unicorn is at least the same as the dragon, not less than the dragon. But the unicorn is the grandchild of Ying Long, "The hairy calf gave birth to Ying Long, Ying Long gave birth to Jianma, Jianma gave birth to Qilin, Qilin gave birth to a beast, and those who were hairy were born in a beast."

For unicorns, males are called unicorns, and females are called unicorns. It has long been recorded in ancient books: the unicorn is also a benevolent beast. Mu said Qi, Mu said Lin. The unicorn is an auspicious divine pet, the main golden fire, good and changeable, the main peace, longevity.

Mu Rin lowered her eyes to look at it, she had no doubts about this product before, after all, it had never shown a little horse's feet, and she used her snake body to bite her sleeve every day to be cute and cute, begging for delicious food.

"Are you Qi or Lin?"

"Mu Mu, people are boys~"

Ah Fei was a little weak-hearted, but the temptation of washing the myelin made it abandon a beastly face. That's the myelin milk! For thousands of years, how many immortal beasts have flocked to it!

Since ancient times, the strength of beast cultivation has almost depended on the talent of bloodline, and the magic of washing the myelin milk is that it can wash the marrow and forge tendons, stimulate the purest bloodline power of the beast race, and there are no sequelae. Whoever takes it will have a great creation, change the day, be reborn, and be able to be stronger than before!

The pure-blooded unicorn has long been extinct, and Ah Fei is the descendant of the unicorn, but its bloodline is not pure, and its strength is low, so it just bears the name of a unicorn. It has been nesting in the fairy pool, knowing that it is difficult to protect itself outside. If you have a milk, it's different......

Zhichuan Zhenren used Xuanyu cold ice as a container, and Ah Fei did not hesitate to cut his palm to bleed.

So far, it can only win a lot. Zhechuan Zhenren should disdain to deceive the beast, it can't beat him anyway, if he really covets its bloodline, he can just catch it and drain the blood, why make up the myelin washing milk deception beast?

It has been cheating and drinking in Yingzhou for a hundred years, even if it really doesn't wash the myeloid milk, it is not a loss......

The blood of the Yanling Qilin Beast was pale golden, and the rich smell of blood gradually diffused, making Mu Rin a little uncomfortable, and she frowned and watched from the side.

"Enough. Orikawa put a milky vial in front of Ah Fei, who was dizzily healing the wound, and this time the wound was ignored, and swallowed the vial into his mouth. Its massive head swayed, and its flame hair was much darker.

Mu Rin crouched down, his fingertips running over the bleeding wounds on his two wrists, and the hideous wounds slowly healed.

"Mu Mu ......"

Mu Rin looked at it lightly, "You go to my room first." ”

"Okay......" Ah Fei's joy when he got the washing milk seemed to be dispelled a lot, and it felt ignorantly that it seemed to have lost something. Dejected, he turned around and left.

Mu Rin didn't look back at it, but calmly looked at her master. Zhichuan Zhenren didn't say anything to her, only patiently refining the blood of the beast, and the firelight reflected his handsome and innocent side face, indifferent as promised.

It took a full hour for Orikawa to refine a bowl of beast blood into a drop of crimson gold. With a wave of his hand, the lid of Qi Gong Maoding automatically opened, and the black and red sword body in the flame package was faintly visible.

The sword came out of the oven and floated on it.

The red flame faded, revealing its true face. It was a slender sword with a crisp and smooth blade, and the black hilt was intricately patterned. Orikawa Zhenren finally quenched it with the blood of a unicorn, making it introverted and brilliant.

Mu Rin suddenly remembered a passage: Sword, the holy product of the ancients, is supreme and noble, and the people and gods are worshipped. It is the ancestor of short soldiers, the weapon of close combat, and with profound Taoist art, it has entered the legend of Xuan. In fact, because of its lightness, wear, and swiftness, the princes and emperors of the past dynasties, the scribes and knights, and the merchants and the common people are all proud of their perseverance.

Is she going to have a saber too?

"Rin'er, open the blade with blood. ”

"Yes. ”

Mu Rin stepped forward and took down the newly cast three-foot Qingfeng, and his palm went down the blade of the sword. Blood poured out and dripped down the tip of the sword, and Mu Rin didn't frown.

With the humming of the fairy sword, Mu Rin was bounced away.

"It doesn't recognize me. Mu Rin was a little surprised, she immediately stepped forward again, grabbed the other side of the blade, and the blood was dripping down again, like a bloody feast.

Mu Rin's eyes were full of dazzling red, her other hand gently rubbed the hilt of the sword, and the fairy sword wanted to repel Mu Rin, Mu Rin suddenly put her forehead on the hilt of the sword.

A touch of gold suddenly appeared on Mu Rin's forehead, simple and mysterious, mysterious and unpredictable, and then it shattered, turning into a little floating gold and dissipating into the air. Then it regathered, but the light was slightly dimmer than before, and it disappeared from Mu Rin's forehead.

Mu Rin spat out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly felt a darkness in front of her eyes and lost consciousness. Her black hair grew uncontrollably and fell all over the floor in an instant. And the fairy sword in her hand turned into a streamer of light and drilled into her eyebrows.

"Rin'er, wake up, Rin'er!" Orikawa Zhenren hugged the apprentice and tightened his eyebrows.

If he was not mistaken, the gold streak was a seal.

Mu Rin kept wandering in her dreams, but she couldn't find her way out. When you look up, you can see a deep purple canopy, dotted with stars, and a hollow underfoot. It seemed that something invisible supported her, and she didn't let her fall, she walked step by step, walked, stopped when she was tired, and continued to walk when she had rested enough, not knowing where she was going.

She seemed to hear Master's voice calling her, and her heart was a little anxious, and she didn't know how to get out of her dream and go to see her Master......