On the one hand, the Immortal Cultivation Sect did this to allow the monks to concentrate on cultivating the Dao and not to affect the Dao heart for their parents, and on the other hand, it was also to prevent their parents from using their children to seek personal gain.

Although there is a special group of clans on the Shenzhou continent today, within the seventy-two sects, this tradition is still strictly enforced.

At this moment, listening to the masked man tell about his childhood experience, Mu Chen felt a little guilty.

"Mask-wearer, what is your name and what do you look like, and you still won't let me know?"

"Is there anything you have to hide from me?"

Mu Chen asked, although he had confusion about other things in his heart, he was unwilling to tell Wuyi about his confusion, so that Wuyi, who was not bothered by this confusion, fell into his own distress and confusion.

At this moment, he was satisfied with the company of his friend who saw that he was in a low mood, but he still wanted to know more about this masked man.

And through what he just said, Mu Chen once again confirmed that he was not at ease as he imagined.

At the end of a good show, Wuyi lazily leaned on the recliner, tilted his head and thought for a long time, and suddenly asked:

"Your jade sword, is the refining over?"

"It's over. ”

"Hey, then try it, threaten me with your sword, use your sword to make me submissive, maybe I'll tell you my name?"

Wuyi suddenly got up, and his eyes lit up.

Mu Chen was stunned for a moment, he was still not used to the jumpiness of his thinking, but when he saw him smile, he instantly turned into a streamer and flew out.

He hurriedly sacrificed blood Qin to catch up, originally a serious fight with Wuyi was what he wanted to do most after the refining, but now the masked man took the initiative to ask for it.

The two streams of light quickly flew out of Sichuan City, and flew over the mountains and forests outside the city.

Wuyi has no intention of stopping, and the immortal weapon specially used for flight has a high bonus to speed, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it in the blink of an eye.

Behind Wuyi, Mu Chen stepped on the bloody jade sword, and his speed was not much worse than Wuyi, and even he was still increasing his speed, seeing that he was about to catch up with the masked man.

He went on the offensive first, and his feet were also replaced with bamboo swords.

Blood soaked like a comet breaking through the sky, flying towards Wuyi at ten times the speed, and the sound of the wind followed closely behind, and a red light exploded.

The Chengying Ancient Sword hidden in the shadow slammed into the blood, and the two of them stood in the sky, although the sword was several feet away from them, it was fiercely and quickly tangled in mid-air, as if it was a part of their body.

Although Chengying was erratic, under the red light, Mu Chen could clearly track its location, although Xueqin was a sword of jade refining, he did not avoid the ancient famous sword at all.

The fairy sword was entangled, and the two people behind the sword shadow were not idle, Mu Chen knew how sharp and mysterious the swordsmanship of Wuyi was, and he didn't dare to relax his vigilance at all.

Compared to Mu Chen, Wuyi's face is more calm, although Chengying is best at assassination, but this does not affect it from occasionally appearing from the shadow and coming out to breathe.

The two flew over the barren mountains and crossed the ancient river.

Fighting at the top of the sky, it is back to the ground in an instant.

The sun is setting in the west, and a touch of red sunset shines on the west mountain.

The clear blue sky was filled with large white clouds, which were as red as a flame in the light of the setting sun, and if you looked closely, you would see the clouds fluttering in the air, as if you were in a light veil dream, and kept people away from their troubles.

And under this beautiful sunset, beads of sweat faintly appeared on Mu Chen's forehead, he had never experienced such a competition, and the unpredictable sword style of Wuyi dazzled him even more.

Fortunately, his swordsmanship at the moment has also gone further, if he only had the strength in Autumn City at the beginning, he was afraid that he would have been defeated by the man wearing the mask long ago.

At the same time, he is also carefully observing the unclothed sword, hoping to find flaws in the subtleties, or find out Chengying's offensive and defensive habits, so that he can surprise and attack unprepared.

Although Wuyi seemed calm in his swordsmanship, the grappling lasted from the afternoon to this moment, and his aura gradually couldn't keep up.

Despite maintaining a semblance of calmness, his movements inevitably slowed down, and his mind was in doubt.

'How could the amount of spiritual energy in his body be so huge?'

'It's only been half a year since the surnamed Mu entered the Qi Refining and Transformation God, could it be that he only took half a year to enter the Great Perfection realm?'

'Impossible, absolutely impossible. ’

Even it took me a full four years to barely enter the Great Perfection realm, and I only let the spiritual energy fill all the spiritual veins in my body, and it was not yet possible to use the spiritual energy to impact the spiritual veins and make the spiritual veins stronger. ’

'Mu Chen has been in the realm of refining qi and transforming gods for half a year, and the aura in his body has accumulated more than me, and something must have happened to him that I don't know. ’

'Send someone to check and see if he has taken any elixir, or encountered any ancient strange fate, or if his cultivation method is special......

A touch of complexity flashed in Wuyi's eyes, his thinking direction was correct, but what he wanted to know was not even clear to Mu Chen, and he was afraid that it would be a waste of time to investigate.

He made a decision on the spot, but his mind was scattered, and the speed of the Shadow Sword was even slower.

Mu Chen stared at the unclothed sword, and when he saw that the speed of the Chengying Ancient Sword had slowed down, and the sword moves had suddenly revealed flaws, he immediately rushed towards the masked man and stabbed the man's eyebrows.

A red light flashed in front of his eyes, and a wind whistle shook in his ears.

The blood broke through the wind, and the sword came abruptly in front of Wuyi, his body froze in an instant, his eyes turned left and right between the narrow slits of the mask, and a drop of cold sweat was scratched on his forehead.

There was a faint cracking sound, and the white mask with silver trim suddenly cracked in the middle.

The mask slipped off, and a carved face with distinct features was reflected in the dusk, this face was angular and unusually fair.

It's just that when Mu Chen flew in front of Wuyi's body, he quickly withdrew the blood, eager to see what Wuyi looked like, and then saw the face under the mask, but his eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly, and he couldn't say half a word in surprise.

Wuyi was stunned, Mu Chen's surprised appearance was suddenly reflected in his eyes, and he instantly came back to his senses and covered his face with his hands in a panic.

"Mask-wearing, you ......"

"Don't come here!"

"Go away!"

"Go away!"

"Don't come near me!"

"Don't look!"

Wuyi covered his face in horror and turned away, his heart pounding, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Mu Chen was frightened by his reaction and wanted to get closer, but after hearing his words, his feet froze in place.

Because he still saw what Wuyi wanted to hide.

Beneath the silver-white mask, there was a hideous fire scar on his originally delicate face that stretched from the left side of the bridge of his nose to the base of his right ear, which meant that his right cheek was all pitted by the erosion of the scar.

What did he go through to become like this?

"yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. ”

"I don't know, I don't know......"

Faced with such a situation, Mu Chen finally felt helpless, and would rather this masked man beat him at this moment, scold him and blame him, than bear the horror of seeing his true face exposed to the sun.

Moreover, Wuyi's actions at this time were similar to those before, which made Mu Chen realize that he might not be afraid of being seen, but only unwilling to admit this face.

Like Husnian, he was a proud one, but he was disfigured.

Wuyi squatted on the ground with his back to Mu Chen, and after taking out a new mask from the Qiankun bag and putting it on, his trembling was finally relieved.

After another half an hour, he slowly got up, exhaled heavily, still did not turn around, tried to calm the throbbing in his heart, and finally spoke.

"It's not your fault. ”

"It's because I'm too arrogant, I didn't expect your swordsmanship to progress so quickly, and I didn't expect the aura in your body to be so mellow, I'm not as good as you. ”

Hearing Wuyi's words, Mu Chen scratched his head embarrassedly.

"In terms of swordsmanship alone, we are probably comparable, as for you saying that the aura in my body is mellow......"

"Probably because I'm thicker than you. ”

“......”

“......”

“？？？”

Wuyi turned his head suspiciously, his face changed to a mask inlaid with red stone, and his emotions had completely recovered from the horror that the mask had just been shattered.

"Surnamed Mu, what were you talking about just now?"

"What are you saying that is thicker than me?"

Mu Chen was also stopped by his words, and then he realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, and it took him half a day to explain to Wuyi that his spiritual veins were thicker and stronger than ordinary monks, and to clear up the misunderstanding.

Wuyi took out the folding fan, thinking about what Mu Chen said, and became even more puzzled.

Spirit veins are naturally thicker than ordinary monks, which is very interesting information.

At this time, Mu Chen saw that the masked mood had completely stabilized, so he dared to ask him cautiously:

"The ......"

"Mask-wearing, what is your face ......?"

"It's just that when I was a child, I was ignorant and liked to play with fire, and my face was burned by fire. ”

Wuyi replied lightly, but the scene of the burning of the village came to his mind.

He closed his eyes and suppressed the most unbearable memories, but his body still unconsciously exhaled forcefully to self-discipern.

Mu Chen nodded suspiciously, but he didn't dare to ask deeper.

He remembered several medical techniques he had read in Li Guanglao's library, including how to prepare plasters and remove scars after burns, so he asked tentatively:

"As far as I know, there are some special ointments in the cultivation realm that can remove scars, although they can't rejuvenate the skin, but it shouldn't be a problem to restore white skin and red meat, why don't you try it?"

Wuyi shook his head, took out a green jade wine gourd from the Qiankun bag, pulled out the wine stopper, and poured wine into himself.

"The fire I play with is not an ordinary fire, and my face is not an ordinary elixir that can be cured. ”

"Surnamed Mu, do you think I am short of money or manpower to find the elixir?"

Mu Chen raised his head and thought about it, it seemed that this was indeed the case, but he felt sorry for the face of this masked man, and he didn't want this masked man to give up hope, he thought for a long time, and said cautiously:

"If ordinary elixir can't be cured, what about unordinary elixir?"

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