Walked out of the door in a daze, Mu Yu stood still, raised his head, bathed in the warm sun, it seemed a little too dazzling, his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, for a long time, the young man smiled, looking quite silly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

On the ground, the pastoral language seemed to be moved, and the ghost glanced to the right, and saw a beautiful girl, covering her lips lightly, and her pretty face was full of astonishment.

The two stared at each other blankly, staring at each other, as if time, and both became still because of it.

Yang Yutang looked at the man in front of him, a little familiar and a little unfamiliar.

and the person in her memory, her skin is fairer, and her appearance has changed from ordinary to delicate, just like the folk saying "Eighteen Changes of Women", whether it is in temperament, skin color or appearance, earth-shaking changes have taken place.

Yang Yutang blinked his watery eyes, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone, and asked softly, "Are you ...... Pastoral language?"

Mu Yu looked at Yang Yutang, the last time he saw her, it was still twenty years ago, as if after a trance, the latter changed from a weak and lovely little girl to a slim girl, the memory rotated rapidly, the previous memory picture, flashed from Mu Yu's mind, slightly confused looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, after a while, he smiled and nodded.

Yang Yutang was silent, his jade fingers buttoned his dress, his beautiful willow eyebrows were frowned, and his eyes were curved like crescent moons, revealing a touch of complexity.

"You...... Have you also come to participate in the enrollment assessment of Kunling Sect?" Yang Yutang sighed in his heart, raised his head, looked directly at Mu Yu's clear black eyes, and asked.

"Hmm. Mu Yu nodded, still with a soft smile on his face.

“...... Oh......" was silent for a while, Yang Yutang bowed his head, his jade fingers wrapped around his black hair, and walked lightly to Mu Yu's side, paused slightly, and then walked straight towards the direction behind Mu Yu, walking aimlessly.

Mu Yu glanced back slightly, opened his mouth, looked at Yang Yutang's back, hesitated for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile, raised his feet, and walked away from Yang Yutang at the opposite distance.

"Stupid ......" Listening to the footsteps getting farther and farther away in his ears, Yang Yutang bit his jade lip, screamed secretly in his heart, pouted with some annoyance, and couldn't help but slow down his pace until he stopped completely.

For a long time, I suddenly turned around and looked at the place where Mu Yu left, and her pretty pink face flashed with a hint of distraction and complexity.

"It stands to reason that the slave family should hate him, after all, the slave family's mother died at his hands...... However, the father of the slave family died in ......" Yang Yutang opened his mouth, and then abruptly became silent.

Twenty years of life experience has made her originally ignorant and ignorant grow up, and when she looks at things, she will analyze the causes and consequences, and then judge and deal with them.

Thinking about it, if it were Yang Yutang is pastoral language, I learned that the master who raised himself from childhood to adulthood, from a high-spirited immortal cultivator, suddenly lost all his mana, and the reason why he lived so miserably in the second half of his life was completely due to the assassination of Song Yulong and the Yang family, and he must have held back a strong hatred and murderous intent in his heart, even if he chopped these two people alive a hundred times.

The beauty stood in place, frowning and frowning, and tapped her smooth forehead with her jade fingers in annoyance.

"Alas......" A soft sigh came from the beauty's lips, and then, the girl in the white shirt glanced fiercely at the jungle where the pastoral words had disappeared, puffed out her pink cheeks, and turned away violently.

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In Kunling Sect, he unexpectedly met Yang Yutang, who had been absent for 20 years, which made Mu Yu not only surprised, but also a little happy.

Aside from the affection buried in the bottom of his heart, the relationship between Mu Yu and Yang Yutang is similar to that of brother and sister, although it is not pro, but as Mu Linfeng's only apprentice and adopted son, there is no problem in being Yang Yutang's brother.

Seeing that Yang Yutang was doing well, the concern in Mu Yu's heart also quietly disappeared, and he felt a lot more relaxed, with a gentle smile, humming a little song, strolling in the forest full of flowers.

After walking around for a while, Mu Yu gave him the information on the jade slip according to the information on the jade slip handed to him by the real person of Chongshan, and flew quickly towards Chongshan Ridge.

The Kunyuan Mountain Range is very large, almost the area of several secular countries, and as the master of the Kunyuan Mountain Range, the Kunling Sect naturally occupies a large area.

You must know that as the only fifth-grade sect in Qindi, the number of outer disciples alone is as much as more than 100,000! With this power alone, it is not a problem to sweep through the ordinary sects that have just entered the third-grade sect.

Just thinking about it, the formation formed by 100,000 Qi refining cultivators, and the power gathered by it, made Mu Yu shudder.

"I'm afraid, except for the peak predecessors of the Jiedan with high mana, there shouldn't be many people who can resist the attack of 100,000 Qi refining cultivators, including some foundation building cultivators, right?"

——Chongshan Ridge, the cultivation treasure of Chongshan real people!

The huge Chongshan Ridge is the territory of the real people of the Chongshan Mountain, even if it is the head of the Kunling Sect, out of respect for the elders, he will not casually and rashly break into the place where the elders cultivate.

It can be said that the entire Chongshan Ridge is almost owned by Chongshan real people. It covers an area comparable to five or six giant cities with a population of one million!

Mu Yu pinched a hand with one hand, controlled the flying sword, and quickly landed on a flat ground.

Raising his eyes and looking around, Mu Yu groaned slightly, then rubbed his face, put on a modest and gentle smile, and strode forward.

On a training ground somewhere, there are more than ten handsome young men and girls, fighting in pairs, and on the side, two slightly older, young people around thirty years old, looking at the training ground with a light smile on their faces, the figure that is constantly leaping.

̈Hmmm?" One of them, a young man of about thirty years old, seemed to sense the arrival of the pastoral language, and let out a soft noise, glanced his head, and looked the pastoral language up and down with blazing eyes.

"Hello brothers and sisters. The shepherd seemed to be very well-behaved and bowed to you.

The people who were fighting one by one were all stunned, and they looked at each other with stunned faces.

"Senior brother?"

"Senior sister?"

Everyone was a little dumbfounded and a little dazed.

When Mu Yu saw everyone's expressions, he was stunned, and as soon as his thoughts turned, he figured out the reason for the matter, and then quickly explained: "Senior brothers and sisters, let me introduce myself first, my surname is Mu, a single name, I am a person from Lingnan Dong'anguo, recently crossed the ocean, came to Lingbei to seek Taoism, and then participated in this year's Kunling Sect's enrollment assessment, and won the first place in this year's demon hunting assessment...... And the master seems to have made a temporary decision, and he just accepted me as an apprentice, so he may not have time to tell you brothers and sisters. ”

As she spoke, she took off her identity token from her jade belt.

These words not only introduced the origin of the name of the pastoral language, but also boasted to himself a little: Look, I am the first place in this demon hunting assessment competition......! So when I am our junior brother, I shouldn't lose your value, right?

After so many years of mixing in the immortal cultivation realm, Mu Yu is very clear about what those cultivation geniuses think in their hearts. They all looked at him with their nostrils, just as the worldly magnates looked down on the uncivilized barbarians, except for their own brothers and sisters, and the young geniuses of the same sect.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Mu Yu did not intend to be low-key and introduce his advantages to everyone in a high-profile manner, but also wanted to quickly gain their recognition and integrate into their circle.

Sure enough, with the self-introduction of Mu Yu, the blankness on everyone's faces suddenly dissipated, and the two young people around thirty years old also came slowly together, and the identity token in Mu Yu's hand was recognized, and they looked at each other, and then their calm expressions showed a little gentleness, and they nodded to Mu Yu and said: "Originally, it was Mu Yu's junior brother, although there is no problem with your identity token, but some things, we still need to confirm with the master, I hope you don't be surprised." ”

"It's okay, please take care of this senior brother. Mu Yu said busily.

The young man smiled mildly and said: "Let me introduce myself, my surname is Yang, my name is Tianlong, I am the master's eldest disciple, and the one standing next to me is named Changsun Xuanling, who is the second disciple of the master. ”

"Well, in a few years, there's nothing to brag about. Suddenly, an unconvinced immature voice came into the ears of Mu Yu, who followed the immature voice and saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, standing there with a spirit sword in her hand.

When Yang Tianlong heard this, he just shook his head and smiled, and whispered in the ear of the pastor: "This unruly little girl, called Yushi, is the master's third disciple, and also the master's favorite apprentice, don't be blinded by her cute appearance, this girl, she has to be twenty-five or six years old alone, but when she was sixteen years old, she was rewarded with a Dingyan Pill by the master, so she has maintained this girlish appearance, and has not changed her ......."

Speaking of this, Yang Tianlong's tone was not without envy, obviously because Chongshan Zhenren only gave this rain poem a face pill, so that she could maintain a permanent appearance, and did not give him some faint jealousy and envy.

However, after a while, Yang Tianlong forgot about this stubble, and when he occasionally remembered it, he sighed helplessly in his heart, and he did not have any mustard or dissatisfaction.

Although it is difficult to find the materials for refining Yan Dan, the price does not reach the value of the third-grade pill, and it belongs to the ranks of the second-grade pill. Compared with women who love beauty, male monks are not as concerned about their appearance as female nuns, but feel that the older they are, the more masculine they are.

And love beauty is a woman's nature, even if she steps into the fairy road, she experiences life and death all day long, and even sees through death, not to mention other things, but nature is nature after all, it is rooted in the soul, it is rooted in the blood, just like a wild beast hunting, a monkey climbing a tree, every woman wants to dress herself up as the most beautiful, like a flawless treasure, presented in front of men......

"Hey, senior brother, what are you muttering?" Yu Shi pinched Xiao Man's waist, raised her white chin, and shouted at Yang Tianlong.

"No ......" Yang Tianlong shook his head with a smile, his eyes, just like looking at his own sister, were full of doting.

Yushi raised her chin proudly, and seemed to be very satisfied with her brawl.

Mu Yu blinked, secretly looked around, and found that the rest of the people all had helpless wry smiles on their faces, as if they were a little accustomed to this little girl's rudeness, and they didn't say anything.

"It seems that this third senior sister is the existence standing at the top of the food chain......" Mu Yu couldn't help muttering, and when he looked at Yu Shi, a pair of eyes suddenly brightened.

Like a proud swan, Yu Shi strode in front of Mu Yu, looked him up and down unscrupulously, and then patted the latter's shoulder with a smile and said, "Yes, yes, you look better than my senior brother...... No, it's silly...... Uh, that's not right......"

"Honest. The shepherd whispered.

After listening to Yushi, her beautiful eyes suddenly bent into a crescent moon, nodded her little head, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, it's honest, people just wanted to say this word......"

The corners of Mu Yu's mouth twitched, although according to Yang Tianlong's introduction, the third senior sister was already in her twenties, but her heart was no different from that of a child, and she looked a little cruel and cute.

"Ahem. Suddenly, an old cough sounded.

I saw a white cloud, wrapped in a vague figure, floating from the sky, and then the white cloud dissipated, revealing an old man with a white beard.

And this old man is a real person in Chongshan.

"Yushi, in the future, Mu Yu will be your little junior brother, according to the seniority, he is the youngest of your group of senior brothers and sisters. You are not allowed to bully him like your senior brother Xiong, understand?" Chongshan Zhenren said with a straight face.

"Who said that people bully senior brothers...... I'm the most well-behaved......" Yu Shi muttered dissatisfiedly, and then peeked at Chongshan Zhenren, that serious face, then pursed her jade lips, and let out a well-behaved oh.

Looking at Yu Shi like this, Chongshan Zhenren suddenly turned pale, looked at her dotingly, and smiled gently.

"For the teacher, I would like to formally introduce to you, your little junior brother, surnamed Mu, with a single name and a word, is the first place in this demon hunting assessment competition, and the total number of demon hunters has reached as many as 160,000, setting the best result in ten years......!

Yang Tianlong and the eldest grandson Xuanling suddenly flashed a trace of surprise in their eyes. Don't look at Chongshan Zhenren is very gentle on weekdays, but in fact he is an extremely strict master, even if it is the rain poem that he loves his disciple the most, sometimes he will be ruthless, severely reprimanded, and often make the little girl cry......