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As a leader among the younger generation of the Mu family, Mu Tianyuan was given high hopes by the family because of this.

The Mu family was attached to the Zhengyang Sect, one of the four great immortal sects of Great Xia, and it was logical that Mu Tianyuan also became the inner disciple of the Zhengyang Sect. Now, at the age of thirty, he has already reached the cultivation of the ninth level of Qi cultivation, and if he can successfully build the foundation before the age of forty, in the remaining two hundred years, he may be able to cultivate to the Jindan stage! If this is the case, the Mu family's position in Luoxia Mountain will be as stable as a rock, and it will not be a problem to continue to prosper for another five hundred years.

A family that cultivates immortals, if its strength is not good, and it is looked down upon by the immortal sect, it will be a problem for the future inheritance. A hundred years later, the younger generations of the Mu family will not be able to rise, and at that time, the master of the foundation building period will only be left Mu Zhixin alone, and he will not be able to support the existence of the Mu family at all, maybe this Qi Fengpo will change his surname.

The three major immortal cultivation families in Luoxia Mountain are harmonious on the surface, but if one of them is down, the morality and affection of the past will also disappear.

As a monk, in addition to cultivation every day, it is the avenue of self-reflection and understanding. Therefore, there is not a single monk who is not a man of great thought.

Mu Shangqing is focusing on the future of the Mu family, and it is inevitable to take precautions. He groaned for a while before saying, "You told him?"

"That kid is not very old but very old, Uncle Ri, your old man mentioned this matter to him in person, this person is not also concerned about him, and it is difficult for people to attack. An alien monk still doesn't know the situation in the Great Xia Immortal Cultivation Realm, and talking too much will scare him. I think it's better to slow down this matter!" Mu Zhixin thought about it and said.

Mu Shangqing snorted and said slowly: "Dashang is not a place to be a monk at all, he is an eighteen-year-old young man, he can actually cultivate to the seventh level of Qi cultivation, and the old man sees his qualifications as average, but he is just willing to help!"

"What Uncle Clan said is that a country boy, with the care of my Mu family, may be able to achieve something. Otherwise, according to his qualifications, it was just a little chance of adventure that he had the current cultivation, and if he wanted to gain a foothold in the Great Xia Immortal Cultivation Realm in the future, it would be difficult to move an inch!" Mu Zhixin echoed and smiled.

If such a young man joins the Mu family, it will be a good thing for the Mu family and the young man. Kemu Zhixin also knew that the head of the family did not value this young man's personality, but the other party's cultivation.

After thinking about it for a while, Mu Zhixin said again: "Not everyone can become a member of my Mu family, I think it is better to send someone to find out his details and his true thoughts, if this Lin Yi doesn't know what to do, why should my Mu family be wishful thinking!

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At this time, Lin Yi didn't know that someone was calculating him.

For a casual cultivator who didn't have any roots in Great Xia, joining the Mu family might not be a good choice. It's just that Lin Yi's mind is not here, because Yuan Feng and the others will leave for home in a few days.

During the day, Lin Yi took Yuan Feng and stones to wander around Qifengpo, and when he had dinner, he squeezed at a table with Meng Shan and others, and went back to Mu's house alone in the evening. In this way, in the blink of an eye, it was the seventh day when the Tianlong faction and his party came to Qifengpo.

In the early morning of this day, Lin Yicai walked out of the door, but saw Mu Qing'er standing in the courtyard with a radiant face, with a little excitement in her expression, but she wanted to speak and stopped, and her beautiful eyes were full of color.

Mu Qing'er in front of her has fairer skin than before, and her appearance and charm are more dusty. Lin Yi looked up and down, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Miss Mu!" He had already seen that Mu Qing'er had successfully condensed his qi, and now he was already a cultivator at the first level of qi cultivation.

"Lin Yi, thank you!" Mu Qing'er couldn't help but be overjoyed, and twisted for a while, before she put her hands on her undulating chest and said a word of thanks a little shyly.

"Hehe, you're welcome! I'll give you this as a congratulatory gift!" Lin Yi chuckled lightly and took out a Qiankun bag and handed it to the other party. On the way, he killed a lot of monks, and it was useless to keep this thing, so he made a favor.

Seeing that Mu Qing'er hadn't woken up from the joy yet, Lin Yi shook his head with a smile, briefly explained the usage of the Qiankun bag, and went to the inn. When the latter heard that the people from the Tianlong Sect were leaving today, the joy on his face suddenly dissipated a lot, and he went with him to see him off.

These disciples of the Tianlong Sect who came to Qifengpo, after being checked by the Mu family, there were no unexpected surprises, and naturally no one left. Therefore, everyone can only rest in Qifengpo for a few days, and then they have to embark on a long way home.

When Lin Yi and Mu Qing'er came to the inn, everyone had already packed their bags and waited in front of the door. Seeing the arrival of the two, when they parted with each other, they were speechless.

Xu Zixuan hugged Mu Qing'er, and before she could say anything, she burst into tears. The two sisters have never been separated for more than ten years, and the day of reunion is far away. Meng Shan and Ji Tang, as well as the remaining disciples, looked at this scene of separation, and they were also embarrassed.

The Mu family also took care of the face of their distant relatives, not only sent some pills used by martial artists, but also sent a few flying sword magic weapons, and asked Mu Zhixin to come and send them. It's just that this master of the Mu family is standing far away, and he obviously has nothing to say to these Jianghu people.

Under the fence, Lin Yi couldn't lose his courtesy, so he gave him a salute. The other party bowed his head lightly. He threw down a sentence and asked everyone to say goodbye and go outside the town, but he left alone.

"Uncle Shi!" Yuan Feng choked up and walked in front of Lin Yi. He was followed by Shi Jian and Hong'an.

Qiang smiled, Lin Yi patted Yuan Feng on the shoulder, and said softly: "The road is difficult and dangerous, you have to be more careful!" In the past few days, he has refined some jade pendants, plus the pills he bought from Qi Fengpo and the two long sword magic weapons that he can't use, all of which were handed over to Yuan Feng to take back. Even if Xuanyuan Guan is no longer there in the future, Yuan Feng and the others can rely on these things to protect themselves.

Nodding emphatically, Yuan Feng said: "Uncle Shi, don't worry, Xuanyuanguan has me and Senior Brother Tianfu here! I will also send those letters to the door one by one." ”

Lin Yi wrote letters to Tianfu father and son, his uncle's family, Mr. Su, and Che Hai and his wife. Although I don't know when I can go back, I will send a letter back to say hello, and I will also talk about the sorrow of leaving home!

"And me!" Hiroya interjected in the back.

Hongan wanted to worship the Tianlong Sect, but he temporarily changed his mind and wanted to worship the Xuanyuan Temple as a Taoist. This prince, who was regarded as a thorn in the side of the Emperor of Dashang, if he worshiped the ordinary Jianghu sect, I am afraid that he would touch the taboo of the imperial court. Being a Taoist priest in the mountains and forests may really be able to avoid the disaster of killing.

The joke for a while turned out to be true, which made Lin Yi a little surprised. At present, it is too early to accept Hong'an as a disciple, only when he goes back, he is really tired of the world, and he is willing to give up the wealth of the prince, and then it is not too late for Yuan Feng to decide.

Hongan doesn't care so much, he already regards himself as a disciple of Xuanyuanguan, and he is a disciple of Lin Yi, and he is also respectful to Yuanfeng, and the senior brother and senior brother keep shouting. In desperation, Lin Yi and Yuan Feng had no choice but to let it go.

Seeing Hong'an's reluctant expression, Lin Yi said: "You and I get acquainted, it can be regarded as a fate! Go back and let Yuan Feng send you a jade pendant for self-defense, and there will be someone to protect you on the road." ”

Shi Jian, who was not good at talking, bowed solemnly to Lin Yi and said, "Lin Gongzi, take care!"

The group was not to be delayed, and they walked along the street, and after crossing the slope and down the stone bridge, they arrived outside the town.

Mu Zhixin and the others were a little impatient, and when they saw that everyone had arrived, they sacrificed a wooden crane. When there are words in his mouth, the wooden crane grows in the wind, and suddenly turns into a behemoth with wings spread out for ten feet. He didn't look at Meng Shan and the others, and said, "Send you a ride, come up!"

The wooden crane's wings flapped slowly, there seemed to be a wind and clouds under the wings, its huge body was more than a zhang high from the ground, and the crane head and the long crane neck in front of it turned up and down lifelikely, so that everyone was shocked, looked at each other, and did not dare to move their feet.

This should be a flying magic weapon, enough to fly with more than ten people. After figuring out this section, Lin Yi stepped forward and said: "This is a mountain high and dense forest, it is not easy to walk!

Meng Shan knew that he couldn't let people see jokes anymore, so he hugged Lin and said cherished, and then jumped on the wooden crane first. Seeing this, the disciples were not far behind and rushed forward one after another.

After Yuan Feng wiped away his tears, he knelt down and kowtowed to Lin, then pulled up Hong'an, who was also kneeling and kowtowing behind him, and jumped on the wooden crane, and Shi Jian followed. Fifteen people stood on the back of the crane, and it didn't look crowded.

Lin Yi...... Qing'er! Take care!" Hearing the familiar voice, Lin Yi raised his head a little heavily, and saw a pair of teary eyes.

"Senior sister, I'm ...... Will go back to see you, on the way to ...... Take care!" Mu Qing'er took two steps forward and looked at Senior Sister Xu on the wooden crane, unable to cry!

"Miss Xu, go all the way!" Lin Yi said with a fist in his fist. His gaze stayed on Xu Zixuan's body for a moment, and then turned to everyone: "Everyone, go all the way!"

"Uncle Shi——!"

"Senior Brother Lin——! Senior Sister Mu ——!"

"Brother Lin——! Qing'er ——!"

"There will be a ...... later"

In the midst of parting, Mu Zhixin's untimely cold snort came: "Long-winded! sit down for me!" Then the wooden crane flapped its wings, and the wind and clouds on the flat ground suddenly rose, rolling up the wind and sand and making people unable to open their eyes.

"Whew-" The wooden crane swayed away, and in an instant it turned into a black dot in the sky.

When is the return date? Lin Yi shook his head secretly, sighed lightly, and slowly moved away.

The crane had flown far away, and her beautiful figure was still looking back, and there was the sound of tears rolling down! She couldn't see anything, just for the fetters in her dreams, looking back!

No one guessed the thoughts of his daughter's family, and Lin Yi didn't want to think about it or face it. Whether it is Su Xueyun or Xu Zixuan, they are all beautiful women with blue and beautiful hearts, and good companions under the moon before flowers!

Unconsciously, Lin Yi had an extra jade flute in his hand, and he was a little bored and playing with it. Hearing the footsteps behind him, he flipped his palm, and the jade flute was put away again.

Looking back and seeing that Mu Qing'er had not yet come out of her grief, Lin Yi's footsteps paused, and he looked up at Qifeng Mountain in the distance.

The high mountain under the arch of the Fengpo is towering into the clouds, green and beautiful. A round of rising sun in the east, sprinkling thousands of golden radiance, shrouded the entire valley, like a fairyland.