Three days later, dawn.

Before dawn, the world was still slightly dark, and there was silence around it, without the slightest sound.

But at this time, in front of the mountain gate of Guiyuan Sect, the three figures were already standing here.

"Master, Senior Brother, don't send it again, the disciple still knows the way down the mountain. Respectfully snorting towards Changming Daoren, Xu Mu smiled slightly.

These three people are Changming, Li, and Xu Mu.

Xu Mu's trip is tens of thousands of miles away, as his master and brother, Changming and leaving, naturally want to see him off.

"Your cultivation, although it is already the peak realm of the Seven Heavens of Imperial Qi, but you are not deeply involved in the world, you still have to be very careful in this trip. The Changming Daoist looked at the disciple in front of him, like an ordinary teacher, and before leaving, he instructed some matters that needed to be paid attention to in the cultivation realm.

"Before leaving, I want to give you a gift. ”

As he spoke, Chang Ming's palm flipped over, and above his palm, a palm-sized bronze ancient bell appeared out of thin air.

This bronze bell looks petite, but there are countless mysterious patterns on the bell wall, and the entire bronze bell is surrounded by an inexplicable aura.

"What is this?"

Xu Mu was instantly attracted by the bronze bell in front of him, it looked ancient on the outside, but if he looked closely, he could feel the strong and heavy aura emanating from the bronze bell, which was by no means something that ordinary bronze bells could have.

Moreover, the things that can be taken out by Changming are naturally not ordinary.

"Mixed Yuan Clock! Glancing lightly at the bronze bell lying quietly in his hand, Chang Ming said lightly, as if to say another trivial matter.

"Top-grade magic weapon!" Xu Mu's heart jumped, and he couldn't take his eyes off when he looked at Chaoyuan Zhong.

The so-called magic weapons are strong and weak, and naturally there are upper and lower points.

The disciples of the Guiyuan Sect use most of the low-grade magic weapons, which have limited power and are the most ordinary magic weapons.

For example, Li Ze's flying sword is a low-grade magic weapon.

In Xu Mu's hands, it's just a matter of making do.

Medium-grade magic weapons are more valuable.

Like Li, his spear is a medium-grade magic weapon, which is more than twice as powerful as a low-grade magic weapon.

But that kind of magic weapon is not something that can be obtained casually, and it is relatively rare.

I'm afraid that only a disciple of that strength is qualified to have it.

As for the high-grade magic weapon, it is no longer a magic weapon that can be touched by the disciples of the Imperial Qi Realm.

It is a strong person in the Dharma body, and he personally refines it.

Its value, conservatively estimated at thousands of spirit stones, is extremely precious.

The shadow whip that Xu Mu refined was very likely to be a high-grade magic weapon, and even if it was Xu Mu now, it would be difficult to exert its maximum power.

It is conceivable how great the true power of the top-grade magic weapon is.

Changming Daoist took out a magic weapon casually, which was a high-grade magic weapon, and it was no wonder that Xu Mu was shocked.

"The Mixed Yuan Bell is a magic weapon that the master personally refined when he broke through to the Dharma Body Realm. If you advance, you can trap the enemy, and if you retreat, you can protect yourself. It is the most suitable instrument for your current situation. With that, Chang Ming's palm was raised slightly, and the mixed yuan bell in his hand was controlled by a mysterious force and rose into the air.

In the blink of an eye, it suddenly reached the size of several zhang and stood above Xu Mu's head in the air.

Xu Mu couldn't help but look up, and on the bronze bell wall, the mysterious pattern was clearly visible.

Moreover, after the sudden increase, the feeling of heaviness on the body of the mixed yuan bell became more and more intense.

He had no doubt that once this bastard bell fell, he would definitely have no power to resist, and he would be suppressed in it.

Obviously, Xu Mu was overthinking, and Changming just demonstrated the method of urging the mixed yuan bell for him.

The bronze bell was only magnified for a few breaths, and then it was withdrawn by the Changming Taoist with his backhand.

Then, under his control, he flew towards Xu Mu autonomously.

"Thank you for the gift!" spread his hands, Xu Mu did not pretend to be hypocritical, and carefully took the mixed yuan bell.

He attacks with a shadow whip, and he doesn't need any offensive magic weapons, just what he lacks is defensive magic weapons.

The Mixed Yuan Bell handed over to him by the Changming Dao people just made up for the lack of defensive magic weapons.

Feeling the coldness coming from the bronze body of the Mixed Yuan Bell between his hands, Xu Mu said secretly: "Attack the Shadow Whip, prevent the Mixed Yuan Bell, this trip is not dangerous, I will definitely be able to arrive at Qingmang Sect within three months." ”

While Xu Mu was thinking, he had not been speechless, but he spoke, his tone, as domineering as ever, stared at Xu Mu's eyes, and said word by word: "Senior brother, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, walking outside, don't be soft-hearted, men should be decisive." ”

"There are some troubles, killing one person can solve them, if you are soft-hearted for a while, it will attract more rights and wrongs. When the time comes, we will kill more people!"

When Li said these words, his expression was extremely indifferent, giving Xu Mu the feeling that he was not discussing the issue of killing.

It's like before leaving in the mortal world, the elder brother instructed his younger brother.

'Outside, you have to eat better, you can be full with one bowl of rice, and if you don't eat well, you have to eat a few more bowls. ’

Hearing this, Xu Mu's face twitched, and he immediately sneered.

"Senior brother said very much, junior brother remembered. ”

"I'll return to the Yuan Sect and wait for you to return, I hope that after you recover from your broken arm, you and I can fight fairly!" Li nodded, and after saying this, he stopped saying a word and stood quietly behind Changming Daoren.

"Master, the disciple is leaving. Putting the mixed yuan bell into the storage bag on his waist, Xu Mu bowed to Changming Daoist again.

"Let's go!" to say, Chang Ming has already told him almost, and he will not delay Xu Mu's time immediately.

Xu Mu nodded, looked back and forgot to glance at the Guiyuan Sect, the sect that he had been in for more than a year.

And then he turned away without looking back.

Although this trip is tens of thousands of miles away, for him, it is only a trip of two or three months, as much as two years, as little as one year, and he will definitely be able to return.

At that time, it was the time when he and Li, the real battle.

As soon as Xu Mu's figure stepped down from the Guiyuan Sect, a touch of morning glow poured down from the peaks of the Zixia Mountain Range.

Heaven and earth ushered in its first ray of sunshine.

It just shone on the back of Xu Mu's departure.

At the same time, a beautiful shadow silently appeared on the bluestone stele engraved with the three big characters of 'Guiyuan Sect', behind the stele body.

A pair of beautiful eyes like autumn waves, quietly looking at Xu Mu's back as he drifted away.

In fact, she has always been there, but she didn't come out to see each other, and she has a cold temperament, and she doesn't know what to say in this parting scene.

Perhaps, it is better not to see than to meet.

On the other side, Changming Dao's eyes slanted and looked at the figure of red sandalwood hidden behind the bluestone stele.

With his Dharma Body Realm cultivation, he had already discovered her existence, but people were unwilling to come out to send him off, and as an elder, he naturally wouldn't say anything.

After thinking about it, Chang Ming's eyes turned again, and he looked at Li who was standing behind him.

"Leave!"

"Disciple is here!" he replied respectfully, and a sonorous voice sounded.

"What does the master command? ”

"Since you have challenged the inheritance disciples, then challenge them all, whether you win or lose, as long as you fight!" Xu Mu's departure was like a fuse, awakening something that had been hidden in the hearts of Changming Dao people for a long time.

At this moment, his gaze was firmly fixed on Li's eyes, and he said indifferently: "Let go and fight, the bigger the movement, the better." ”

"Disciple understands!" The battle intent in his eyes rose, although he didn't know what Changming Daoist meant by this move, but since he had a master to support him.

It is exactly the meaning of separation.

Originally, he was worried. Challenging lineage disciples as soon as they get started will cause the elders to blame.

But Changming's words undoubtedly gave him the confidence to give it a go.