Demon girl, don't even think about my ruthlessness!

After hearing no news from Zhu Xing for a long time, Yan Qing returned to Tianxu Gate under the repeated instructions of his master.

After a few months, Tianxu Gate has restored its former peace. The majestic mountain peaks, the egrets flying together, the undulating palace among the clouds, and the immortals soaring through the clouds and fog, make any mortal feel amazed that this is a fairyland.

Broken shell

But the inside of Tianxumen is far less peaceful than the surface, and the sad news that the master was seriously injured and unable to leave the gate made the inside of Tianxumen feel uneasy.

The frustration of being invaded by the demon sect forced this generation of disciples to practice harder. The entire Tianxu Sect was like a suppressed erupting volcano, and everyone was so annoyed that they wanted to find a way to vent it out.

In just one month, many disciples used violence on the competition stage.

When Yan Qing was meditating, he practiced exhaling luck.

She uses the most basic method of exhaling spiritual energy in the fairy world. Generally, the method is divided into three levels, heaven level, earth level, and human level. The sky level is the rarest and rarest skill.

If you are in a battle, a book of heaven-level cultivation techniques can allow you to recover your aura faster than your opponent. In the moment of life and death, this can be regarded as a life-saving technique.

However, the "Basic Reiki Breathing and Kou Jue" used by Yan Qing doesn't even have a grade, so it can be said that it is not top-notch.

This kind of cultivation method is not worth even the lowest low-grade spirit stone thrown on the street, and knowledgeable practitioners don't even glance at it.

Because the speed of absorbing spiritual energy in this exercise is as slow as a snail crawling, the normal practice method is like walking. Although it is not very fast, at least you will not feel the lag of spiritual energy in the circulation of the muscles and veins.

But Yan Qing found this kung fu method from some corner, and using it as a table foot is to lift it up.

The speed of practicing with this exercise seems to have put several shackles on the practitioner's dantian, and the continuous and endless aura of spiritual energy is like a traffic jam in the veins. It is faster to use this practice method.

One can imagine how trash and useless this exercise is in the eyes of practitioners.

Even if the situation is exhausted now, Tianxu Sect is still one of the five great celestial sects. There are so many cultivation methods treasured for thousands of years, and even the heavenly-level exercises are not a miracle.

But Yan Qing just needed it.

Those heaven-level exercises that increased the speed of absorbing spiritual energy several times became her life-threatening charms.

just because...

The circles of spiritual energy around were cheerful and restless, constantly trying to squeeze into Yan Qing's side, just like a group of crazy licking dogs.

Due to the fierce competition among different aura particles, a riot broke out, and seven or eight aura storm vortexes gathered around her.

If it wasn't for this rubbish exercise that blocked this group of rioting spiritual energy particles, Yan Qing's tendons would have been ruptured long ago.

Yan Qing doesn't need heaven-level kung fu, her heaven-defying aura affinity makes it possible for a kung fu with no rank to absorb aura faster than heaven-level kung fu!

But Yan Qing, who was in the center of the spiritual vortex, was in a heavy mood, his black eyes were slightly narrowed, and his expression was unpredictable.

"Su Jin, Thunder Tribulation is coming again."

It seems that the sky is really like what Yan Qing said, a deep and dense black cloud is raised, and with a few deafening thunderclaps, the gathered spiritual energy of heaven and earth surrounds Yan Qing at a frightening and crazy speed. She was the center, and a tsunami of spiritual energy seemed to be set off around her.

The disciples from other mountain peaks were angry and envious when they saw this scene, and finally they all turned into heavy sighs.

"Hey - when will this guy be willing to survive the thunder tribulation! He has been tossing several times in half a month!"

"That's not it, the first time we saw the appearance of Lei Jie in the Nascent Soul stage, we were a little excited, and there was another senior sister in the Nascent Soul stage, but she was numb until now, I just hope that person can advance quickly! I can't bear another thunder disaster every few days, and another one every few days, my ears are almost deafened by the thunder disaster!"

"Look, that Thunder Tribulation is gone again."

"Oh—stop talking, I'm going to cry."

"Ugh----"

Su Jin forcibly blocked the Thunder Tribulation with his cultivation in the Transcendence Tribulation Stage, "It still doesn't work, as long as your Nascent Soul Stage Thunder Tribulation comes, the aura will start to get out of control and riot again. At this speed, the gathered aura will at least be at the end of the Nascent Soul Stage. Only those who are responsible can bear it, but now you can't support it with your own body."

Yan Qing bit his lips unwillingly and said, "I know."

Su Jin continued: "Before you advanced all the way to the golden core stage, you had to rely on your master to give you a lot of elixir to lay the foundation, otherwise your body would have exploded before you reached the golden core stage, let alone once you It’s hard to stop absorbing spiritual energy, if it wasn’t for that heaven and earth change that interrupted your Nascent Soul Stage Thunder Tribulation, I guess you wouldn’t be able to stand here now.”

Yan Qing thought about the countermeasures for a while, and then said: "Since Master was able to refine my body to the level of the Jindan stage, then I can at least improve my physical fitness to the Nascent Soul stage by looking for the elixir for body refining. In the later stage, I will not absorb spiritual energy until I can pass the thunder tribulation."

Su Jin: "The elixir is getting scarcer and scarcer now, where are you going to find it?"

Yan Qing smiled slightly and said, "The Great Competition in the Immortal World."

Su Jin understood that the Immortal Contest is a joint competition of all the immortal sects. The rewards are extraordinary. Even some almost extinct panacea can be used as rewards, and the final reward is to enter the secret realm. Some secret realms have been sealed for a long time. It is an elixir that has been used for hundreds of thousands of years, and there is indeed a high chance of finding the elixir Yan Qing needs.

……

The sound of festive gongs and drums sounded, and Yan Qing and the others were looking in amazement at the wedding procession flying towards Xuanji Peak.

It is indeed flying!

Flowing winged white horses hang festive flower balls, pull resplendent carriages, and use expensive spiritual marrow as lighting decorations. The red cloth made of red rainbow fish yarn is like the sunset, and the colorful colors are dreamy and changeable under the light. The hanging bells are all made of spiritual objects, and the crisp and melodious bells are very holy every time they ring, like a sanctuary that cleanses people's hearts, making people yearn for worship.

"That! That can't be a heaven-level spiritual weapon - the Holy Bell, the supreme cultivation auxiliary artifact!"

"Just listening to it, the realm that I've been stuck in for a long time has become a little loose!"

"I heard that the holy bell of the temple works on the soul, cleansing the soul of the cultivator, making the eyes and ears clear, sharp and quick thinking, it is easier to comprehend the exercises, and the speed of cultivation will be greatly accelerated."

"Who on earth dares to show off with a heaven-level spiritual weapon everywhere, isn't he afraid of being robbed?!"

"Who else would dare to snatch it? Everyone in the fairy world knows that the Holy Bell belongs to the Taihua Sect, and the only person who can walk around with the Holy Bell is the young lord of the Taihua Sect——Mo Gaorong. "

"Isn't that the fiance of Senior Sister Xuanji Peak? I met that senior sister Xuanji Peak once, she was as gentle as water, with a kind and beautiful smile..." The disciple began to recall as he spoke, with a regretful expression on his face.

"If I hadn't heard that the senior sister's family had already engaged her fiancé, I would have gone to another mountain to pursue the senior sister!"

Another disciple sneered and said, "Just because of you, you haven't even reached the Golden Core stage yet, so how could you have the audacity to pursue the elder sister of Xuanji Peak? You must know that her fiancé is the Young Sect Master of the Taihua Sect!"

The disciple was unconvinced, "So what about the young master! Can't you fall in love freely?!"

Another disciple said indifferently: "The young suzerain's father is in the stage of transforming gods, and he is also the head of the Taihua sect, and his great-grandfather is the veteran of the town gate, and the young suzerain of the Taihua sect is the head of the Taihua sect. Although the cultivation base is piled up by countless panacea, it is still in the Nascent Soul stage."

That disciple didn't dare to gnaw anymore, he was afraid that the old ones would not be able to beat them, and the younger ones would be even more vulnerable.

The protagonist, Mo Gaorong, who is the center of the topic, got off the carriage. He looked dignified and handsome, but his lower eyeliner was slightly raised, and his footsteps were loose and floating. He looked like an arrogant and contemptuous second generation of immortals.

This is true.

The housekeeper who was serving beside him approached courteously and asked, "Young Sect Master, please call the bride out immediately."

Mo Gaorong glanced at the bare peak of Xuanji Peak, the disgust in his eyes overflowed, he waved his hand, and said impatiently: "No, it's not an important person, it's just a decoration that the old man wants me to marry back, if not She is a medicinal spirit, and I am not interested in such a dull woman."

As a dragon in the room, Lin Long had keen hearing, so he naturally heard what this arrogant second generation of immortals said, and said angrily: "What's so great about this second generation of immortals, that he humiliated Senior Sister Mu like this! Let's see Lin Long go out and teach him a lesson. !"

Mu Yiyun held Lin Long back, her eyes showed a helpless compromise with reality.

"Lin Long, forget it, Senior Sister doesn't really want to marry him, it's just because of the needs of the family, it's okay now, let's make it clear, in the future, you will only get what you need when you become a Taoist couple."

Lin Long had a sensitive mind, and could easily feel the unwillingness and helplessness hidden in Senior Sister Mu's tone.

However, Senior Sister Mu still compromised, whether it was to reality or to the family, the senior sister who was so gentle to her wanted to marry a second generation of immortals who didn't love her or cherish her at all.

Lin Long still felt unacceptable, so she shed tears as if she felt the same way. She pulled Mu Yiyun's arm and begged in tears, "Mr. Senior Sister, please don't get married, please? Be with Lin Long and everyone, and we will be happy together." Life on Xuanji Peak!"

Mu Yiyun didn't want to, but this was not something she could decide.

Gently stroked Lin Long's head, and said goodbye to the master beside him.

Lin Shu was moved by the reluctance and longing in his eyes.

"Master, Yiyun will not be at Xuanji Peak in the future, and Yiyun will not be able to help you discipline these restless juniors and sisters. Master, please take care of yourself!"

Lin Shu was also very reluctant. The eldest disciple who had been with her for the longest time was about to marry far away, and it seemed that she was not married to a good man, which made her even more worried and entangled.

"Well, Xuanji Peak welcomes you back anytime, and..."

Lin Shu stuffed the storage bag prepared in advance to Mu Yiyun, and then explained: "This is the dowry that the master prepared for you on behalf of Xuanji Peak. It is a bit rushed and many things are not ready yet. Custom has prepared a lot of good spirit fruits, as well as some pills and odds and ends that you need. Xuanji Peak will always leave you a place. Don’t worry. If you are not happy, come back to Xuanji Peak. you."

Mu Yiyun burst out laughing, and then she was moved to tears.

"Master, you are the best master I have ever seen. I will accept this gift, and I will come back often in the future."

Lin Long suddenly looked around. Except for Yan Qing, most of the people in Qi had arrived, and asked strangely, "Why hasn't Senior Sister Yan come yet? Don't you know that Senior Sister Mu is going to get married today?"

The expression on Mu Yiyun's face froze, and she explained with a wry smile: "You can't blame Yan Qing, it's me, the senior sister, who didn't inform her."

Guo Yan said anxiously: "Why don't I go out and inform Senior Sister Yan right now, and Senior Sister Mu will leave if it's later, it's almost too late!"

Mu Yiyun refused, with a gentle and desolate smile.

"no need."

The only thing she doesn't want to get married in front of her.

Just let her leave quietly, she was afraid that the moment she saw Yan Qing, she would regret it and not want to leave, because she couldn't bear it...

Guo Yan didn't understand, and asked suspiciously: "But why? Isn't this a happy event?"

Situ Qiao glared at Guo Yan, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Don't talk too much, Senior Sister Mu doesn't want to think about it, why do you have so many questions!"

Looking at Senior Sister Mu who was alone and sad, Situ Qiao felt that Senior Sister Mu was very pitiful, and she could understand this kind of feeling ignorantly, unlike Guo Yan, a wooden fish head, very dull!

If she wants to marry in front of the person she likes, it's better to marry someone else, if she also just wants to avoid her sweetheart, and marry in silence alone.

It's a pity that Senior Sister Yan didn't understand, and Senior Sister Mu didn't dare to say it.

Situ Qiao wants to give them a push, but she doesn't know where to start, not to mention that Senior Sister Yan also has another sweetheart, so it is impossible to make a pair with Senior Sister Mu.

Guess Senior Sister Mu also understands, that's why she is sad and sad, dare not confess her feelings, even avoiding Senior Sister Yan when she gets married, it is really pitiful and pathetic...

Outside the house, Mo Gaorong, the young patriarch of the Taihua Sect, had grown impatient for a long time and wanted to urge her to leave quickly.

Mu Yiyun doesn't want to procrastinate anymore, why bother to procrastinate and torment herself when there is no hope for a long time, let alone...

A little later, and she will be back.

I don't want her to see me getting married in such a mess.

Situ Qiao held the bright red wedding dress, but watched Senior Sister Mu go out from behind, and murmured: "Sister Mu, are you sure you want to do this?"

Mu Yiyun paused, looking back at Situ Qiao and the exquisite and gorgeous wedding dress she was holding.

The Taihua Gate is indeed a big deal, even the wedding dress sent over is made of precious green luan feathers, all of which are gorgeous and exquisite. It can be said that this is the most gorgeous and moving wedding dress in the fairy world, and it is also the most beautiful wedding dress that every girl can imagine in her heart. Come out with the most beautiful wedding dress.

But this is not what she wants.

She also wanted to wear the most beautiful wedding dress and get married in a splendid manner.

Mu Yiyun ran her fingers across this unparalleled beautiful wedding dress, and said regretfully: "It's a pity for this wedding dress, let's find a good home for it."

After speaking, he withdrew his hand indifferently, and walked out in Xuanjifeng's casual clothes.

Even though it was the day when she finally got married, she had no interest in putting on her wedding dress. The joy she had fantasized about when she was a child had already become a broken bubble. Now she could only try her best not to think about that person and regret it.

Mo Gaorong looked at the bride in daily clothes, and was a little surprised and slightly annoyed: "Why didn't you put on the wedding dress you prepared? Forget it, it's not a big deal. Don't waste time, coachman! Drive back to Taihua Gate!"

Mu Yiyun, who was sitting in the wedding car, thought she was still a little nervous, but when the scenery of Xuanji Peak continued to fade, her heart was dead silent, and the memories seemed to be turned into ashes, and they were cut away piece by piece in her heart. The pain was so numb and cold to lose temperature.

Everything is not important anymore, the scenery in front of her eyes gradually faded away from its original color, as if there was only grayness left, even the person in her heart...

Suddenly there was a clear cry, the owner of the voice was too familiar to her.

"Senior Sister Mu—! Where are you going?"

Mo Gaorong leaned against the window in every possible way, preferring to look at the scenery outside the window than to look at the bride next to him, and this bride was also very indifferent, and he didn't say a word to him when he got in the car.

It doesn't matter if you don't say it, who cares!

Mo Gaorong also followed suit, and the silence in the carriage was boring.

But after that cry, the bride finally spoke the first words.

"Hurry up the carriage."

Mo Gaorong was a little puzzled, thinking he had heard it wrong.

But seeing Mu Yiyun's eyes were red, her lips were biting bloodshot, and she shouted hoarsely and eagerly: "Hurry up and drive the carriage, do you hear me?"

Mo Gaorong felt baffled. Although he was not interested in this bride, it was not that he couldn't give her any face.

It was not a big deal, so he waved to the driver to drive faster.

Yan Qing watched the carriage going away faster and faster, his brows furrowed heavily.

Su Jin still said indifferently from the side: "Perhaps your senior sister doesn't want to see you at all, otherwise you would rush back just now to find out that Mu Yiyun got married today, and everyone kept it from you."

"What about you?" Yan Qing looked directly at Su Jin and asked, "Do you know about this?"

Su Jin pressed her chin with her finger, turned her head slightly and said, "Mu Yiyun gave me an invitation card, but at the same time she asked me not to inform you. I thought she wanted to tell you in person, but I didn't expect it to be Such an ending."

Yan Qing was even more unwilling to be confused.

"Could it be that all of you have received invitations, but I am the only one who has not?"

Su Jin gloated and said, "It seems to be true. Did you do something that angered that senior sister of yours? She looked gentle and gentle, but she didn't expect to get angry and leave without saying a word. She didn't even tell you about getting married. One sound."

Yan Qing thought about it several times, but he didn't understand where he offended Senior Sister Mu, and he didn't even let her go for the final farewell...

Could it be that she was angry because she didn't visit Senior Sister Mu recently?It shouldn't be, Senior Sister Mu is not such a stingy person.

The more he thought about it, the more he didn't understand, Yan Qing looked up at the wedding car going away, and said loudly: "No, I want to find Senior Sister Mu and ask for clarification!"

As Yan Qing himself said, he immediately rushed to the carriage where Mu Yiyun was, and looked in that direction as he was about to leave the Tianxu Gate, Yan Qing accelerated the speed of Yujian, and there was a thunderous sound of piercing through the air.

A white rainbow was approaching the gorgeous and delicate wedding dress at an astonishing speed.

Su Jin looked at the figure going away, although he was used to it long ago, but after leaving the emotional attachment of that person, the expression on his face turned cold a little bit, and there was nothingness in his eyes that was even more empty than indifference.

Without that person, she only had one more breath than a cold dead thing.