In the early morning, the sky was hazy and the snow was still heavy.

There is a spacious flat land in the south, which is the place where the disciples of Juewei Peak practice their swords every morning, and is given the name of the open space by Liu Jun'er.

The three bright and bright long swords were swimming in the air, and with the people below pointing at the envoys with their swords, they flew and even blocked and thorned, arousing strong winds and gusts, looking extremely dangerous.

The three of them practiced very seriously, and even Liu Jun'er, who couldn't be idle for a moment on weekdays, was immersed in swordsmanship at the moment.

Mu Qingyun stood in the distance behind them, his eyes showed a bit of approval, he hadn't come to see them cultivate for a long time, and it seemed that each of them had made a lot of progress.

After looking at it carefully for a while, I can roughly see a little.

Yi Han's cultivation is the highest among the three, although the sword move is also relatively strong and powerful, but the murderous intent is too heavy, so it is too much, if it goes on like this, I am only afraid that the move will not be completed, and the body and mind will be wasted first.

Chu Huang is too decent, he doesn't know how to be flexible, and if he is against others, he will definitely fall into a situation where he is at a loss.

As for Jun'er, as expected. By nature, the sword moves are agile and complicated but not chaotic, and the offense and defense are disorganized but can complement each other. With this kind of talent, the master is really as wise as a torch, but the swordsmanship is too varied, not only is the true yuan too much, but it is also easy to disturb his own mind after a long time.

Just when Mu Qingyun was secretly commenting, the three of them practiced their respective sword moves, and with the sword finger of the True Yuan Sword, the long sword fell into the scabbard by itself.

Liu Jun'er is lively and active by nature, and her eyes are also pointed, and when she turned around, she immediately found Mu Qingyun standing on the side, and immediately shouted: "Second senior brother, you are here!"

Mu Qingyun smiled slightly and walked towards them.

Yi Han still looked gloomy, he didn't speak, he just nodded to him slightly, he knew the character of this third junior brother, and nodded with a smile in response.

Chu Huang ran to Mu Qingyun in small steps, saluted respectfully, and said, "Second senior brother, hello." ”

Mu Qingyun patted him on the shoulder and said, "How many times have you said it, we feel that there are only a few people in Weifeng, and it is rusty to be so polite." ”

"Yes. Chu Huang smiled innocently.

"Second Senior Brother, why did you come here today. Could it be because Master is back, you don't dare to be lazy?" Liu Jun'er chuckled at Mu Qingyun.

Mu Qingyun gently pinched her pink little face, and said in a low voice: "Dead girl, you have no mouth, how much trouble have you caused us since you were a child? ”

Liu Jun'er slapped his hand away, rubbed his face, raised his little head and said, "Ha, you love me the most, so you are reluctant to throw me away." ”

Mu Qingyun glanced at her, and then sighed: "Your cultivation and sword moves have been refined, which really makes me envious." ”

"Huh, senior brother, you can see it. ”

"Although I am not as good as you, but after living for so many years, I still have the strength of my eyesight. Mu Qingyun said angrily.

"Speaking of age, Senior Brother told us about last night's incident this morning. Hahaha, the senior brother is good at everything, but his mouth is too stupid. ”

"You see that he deals with sectarian affairs on weekdays, and that is called a sharp tooth, he is not stupid, he is selectively stupid. ”

"I remembered the last time he met Senior Sister Chu Yanlan from Shengxi Peak, he ran over in a daze, and kept smirking and couldn't say a few words, so that people didn't stay or stay. ”

"Shame on you. Yi Han, who had been silent, couldn't help but spit out.

"Well, I felt dull at the time. Liu Jun'er said angrily.

Chu Huang scratched his head and said resignedly: "Don't talk about senior brother like that, I feel quite pitiful, I was sent by the master to clear the snow early." ”

"I'm called a hateful son!"

"Huh?" Mu Qingyun couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise and glared at her incredulously.

Yi Han's brows furrowed, and Chu Huang was also startled.

Liu Jun'er also knew that she had made a mistake, waved her hand again and again, and hurriedly explained: "No, I want to say...... Ah, I hate my brother and I don't fight!"

"What the hell are you talking about!" Mu Qingyun said in surprise.

"I'm just talking fast for a while!Ah, Master is here!"

In the sky, a gruesome blue light rushed straight towards the clearing.

Brilliant and imposing!

Take a closer look, this long light is actually composed of dozens of sword lights, this is the supreme sword thaumaturgy of Taichongmen, and the body is transformed into sword light!

But in the blink of an eye, the sword light fell to the ground one after another, stirring up gusts of wind and waves, stirring up the snow all around.

In the midst of that cluster of light, a slender figure with a graceful posture gradually appeared.

The four of them hurriedly stepped forward to salute and greet them.

'Hmm' Xiao Yin really responded, looked at Mu Qingyun, and said, "Come with me." ”

"I don't know where Master is taking me. Mu Qingyun asked.

"We'll find out then. ”

Xiao Yinzhen stretched out his hand and turned out a few rays of blue light around him, and the latter felt that his body couldn't move immediately.

The next moment, a pillar of blue light rose into the sky, and after a few breaths, the two disappeared into the vast snowy sky.

......

......

A clear blue light swept through the clouds, dragging a long trail of afterglow.

Because of the support of the true yuan, the whistling sound of the wind and snow around was extremely weak.

The group of peaks below is gradually becoming unfamiliar.

Mu Qingyun looked at Xiao Yinzhen suspiciously, but he knew that even if he asked repeatedly, she might not necessarily explain.

Moments later, the blue light fell in a deep valley.

In front of me is a vast and flat clearing. The surrounding area is densely covered with ancient trees, and the weeds can be covered up to the knees, and there is no way to come and go.

Strangely, the snow didn't fall into the clearing.

An old man with gray hair and beard was sitting on a rattan chair napping, his coarse cloth shoes did not look very neat, but a set of delicate and precious tea sets was placed on the low table beside him.

As if sensing that someone was coming, the old man's thick gray eyebrows trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Xiao Yinzhen saluted the old man first: "Xiao Yinzhen and his disciple Mu Qingyun visited Uncle Yu Hezi. ”。

Hearing this, Mu Qingyun was shocked, but he didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly bowed his head under Xiao Yinzhen.

The old man's eyes were worried, he glanced at Mu Qingyun, nodded slightly, and then stood up.

I saw his hands flying, constantly pinching the seal, and the speed of the ten fingers changing was flexible and fast, how could he look like a dying old man.

The empty ground gradually revealed its true face silently, and at this time, Mu Qingyun still lowered his head and thought urgently.

Xiao Yinzhen called him his uncle, and that was the figure of his ancestor's generation. It is rumored that after the battle between good and evil hundreds of years ago, both sides suffered heavy losses, and the previous two generations were almost extinct.

Just as his thoughts couldn't stop spreading, Xiao Yinzhen's voice came into his ears, "Get up." ”

Hurriedly stood up, Mu Qingyun was suddenly taken aback again.

A huge stone cave more than a few feet high jumped into view.

The two sealed stone doors were carved with a gorgeous pattern as vermilion as blood, and the inexplicable breath came to his face like a wave, making his breathing short.

There was a giant beast sculpture on each side of the stone cave, and after only a slight glance, a sense of fear permeated his whole body, and he didn't dare to look closely.

The stone door opened slowly, and there was no light in the dark cavern.

"There's Uncle Lao. Xiao Yinzhen saluted the old man, and then motioned for Mu Qingyun to follow him.

As soon as the two of them entered the cave, the two stone doors slowly closed with a heavy thud.

Although Mu Qingyun didn't plan to move, Xiao Yinzhen still stretched out his hand to stop in front of him, as if he was waiting for something.

There was a faint sound in the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, a dim fire lit on the stone wall of the cave, and a delicately made copper oil lamp reflected the stone steps that extended downward.

"Let's go. Xiao Yinzhen withdrew his hand and walked down first.

......

The stone steps seem to be very long, and you still can't see the bottom after walking for a while.

Mu Qingyun was full of doubts, but he was still willing to wait.

A faint fragrance always entangles him, like an elegant floral fragrance, and it is really comfortable to smell it.

Looking at Xiao Yinzhen's long hair that was as smooth as water, he couldn't help but feel a little inexplicable in his heart, and his gradually strong curiosity prompted him to stretch out his hand.

A strand of hair was suddenly picked up, and even Xiao Yinzhen's century-old state of mind couldn't help but be stunned.

She looked back suddenly.

I saw that Mu Qingyun behind him was holding it up and sniffing it gently, then frowned and muttered, "It doesn't seem to be." Then he put down his long hair, turned around and walked to an oil lamp, not noticing Xiao Yin's really stunned look at all.

"What do you do. Xiao Yinzhen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked coldly.

Hearing her cold tone, Mu Qingyun immediately realized that his behavior was inappropriate, smiled and said, "I smelled a particularly refreshing fragrance just now, I thought it was Master, but I didn't expect the source to be these oil lamps." ”

Xiao Yinzhen looked at his eyes quietly, and looked at him uncomfortably.

After a while, seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, he withdrew his gaze, and after calming down a little, he said: "The wick is made of continuous silk from the Ebony Mountain, and the lamp oil is refined by the spirit of the South China Sea." ”

"I see, the continuous silk is the exclusive product of Ebony Mountain, and the pulling is constantly extremely tough, and the smokeless burning can produce a strange fragrance" Mu Qingyun nodded lightly, recalling that he had seen these two things in the book, "And the legend is that the shark oil is thick but not solid, and a drop of flammable can not be extinguished for several days, which is really magical." It's just that I remember that the method of refining was very cruel, and it was obtained by slowly roasting the mermaid spirit that was still alive over a weak fire......"

"I know a lot. However, the shark oil used by my Taichongmen was purchased from local fishermen in the South China Sea from the steward's house, and I never killed a single one. ”

Xiao Yinzhen continued to walk forward, perhaps because he was impatient, and his steps unconsciously sped up.

"It is said that the shark spirit has a fierce temperament and is good at eating human flesh and blood. Swimming like a bird in the water, as powerful as a tiger and a cow, ordinary people can actually hunt and kill it?" Mu Qingyun said in surprise.

Xiao Yinzhen stopped, turned his head to look at him, and said slowly: "People are the most terrible thing in the world, they dare to think and do anything for their selfish desires, don't they." ”

Mu Qingyun saw her eyes staring at her, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The disciple was indeed an unintentional move just now, Master, don't be angry anymore." ”

Xiao Yinzhen snorted coldly.