Reborn brother, wait a minute

There is no way to break free from this bamboo cage.

Under Ye Xiuyun's urging, the bamboo naturally carried wood-type aura.The pure wood-type spiritual power made the bamboo very flexible, and Liu Xinyan couldn't get rid of it with several spells in the past - what a wood-type heavenly spirit root.

Liu Xinyan is a mediocre Mizuki spiritual root, not pure enough.However, relying on his comprehension, the improvement of cultivation base is still very fast.Although it is not to the extent of Ye Xiuyun, but he enjoys a high reputation among the disciples of Qingliu.

However, Liu Xinyan's EQ is really touching.He looked at the bamboo cage that trapped him and became more and more angry. The flames of anger completely overwhelmed his rationality, and he had completely forgotten that the purpose of coming to Ye Xiuyun in the first place was to test his cultivation.

The water-based spiritual energy around Liu Xinyan soared, and the color of the bamboo that wrapped around him quickly withered away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Stretching out his hand, he took out a Fajue, the blue-purple light in his hand was strong, and the bamboo leaves wrapped around the place touched by the light were covered with a layer of frost, and then disintegrated little by little.

Just when Ye Xiuyun was patting his clothes and was about to take his younger brother to find his master, he saw that the bamboo cage he had tried so hard to trap Liu Xinyan was disintegrated by his aura.

No, those bamboos seem to be corroded by ice.

Before he could recover from the shock, he saw the blue-purple light lingering on Liu Xinyan's finger was getting bigger and bigger, attacking him.

The author has something to say: I just went to collect the package, and the courier brother from Shentong tore off the list and gave it to me, then took my package and left in the elevator... gone.....

Then I also said thank you :-P

Later, the little brother came back shyly and returned my package, and gave me a business card~~~ Such a cute courier brother~~~

And~ thank you little angels who collected articles~~╰(￣▽￣)╭ reward you with a big brother kiss~~~~

Σ(｀д′*ノ)ノ What?Didn't receive it~ Oh, there's no way, the author has already died under the little brother's resentful eyes......

☆, demon

There seemed to be something solid mixed in that light, sending out bursts of chill.The range of light is too large to avoid, and the body's spiritual veins are instantly opened, absorbing the surrounding wood-type spiritual power with all its strength.

The bamboo leaves fluttered down lightly, brushing against the periphery of the light, but were instantly shattered by freezing.

Ye Xiuyun mobilized his whole body's spiritual power, and condensed a spiritual power sword in the shape of the Zhengyang sword. He didn't intend to expose the long-lost Zhengyang right now.Stretching out his hands, a large bamboo leaf followed the spirit sword and struck towards the light.

The sword made of spiritual power hit the center of the light, and Ye Xiuyun supported it with both hands, continuously outputting a large amount of spiritual power, the spirit sword and the light were stalemate and moved slowly.Sweat dripped from his forehead, Ye Xiuyun had a strong intuition - if he was hit by Liu Xinyan, he would definitely die.

You die before the plot unfolds (ah bah——), what will you do to scumbags!What will you do to Mu Ziyao who has lost his brother!

No matter how hard he tried, he could only slow down the approaching speed of the light. Just when Ye Xiuyun thought he was about to finish playing, a white light flashed in front of him—it was the sword energy of Zhengyang Sword.

The right hand became hot for a while, and the familiar pattern once again climbed up on the originally smooth right hand. Ye Xiuyun's spiritual power suddenly surged, and the sword energy was gradually invading the sword formed by the gathering of spiritual energy.

In this way, the form has changed.

There was a crack in the cold light, accompanied by a crackling sound.A crack spread rapidly from the center of the light to the periphery. Suddenly, the spiritual power around him fluctuated violently, and an ominous premonition hit his heart——Oops!

The blue-purple light shook violently, then stood still for a moment, and then split into countless fragments carrying spiritual power with a bang.

The terrifying ray of spiritual power was shattered by the Zhengyang sword's sword energy.

Ye Xiuyun didn't know how to react for a moment.Liu Xinyan spat out a mouthful of blood, he was backlashed by his own spiritual power.Ye Xiuyun looked at the shattered pieces of spiritual power, and suddenly found a blue-purple shard the size of half a fist that was thrown straight at Mu Ziyao who was not far away.

Everything in front of him seemed to slow down, and the fragments approached the defenseless Mu Ziyao little by little, Ye Xiuyun's mind went blank.

In exceptional circumstances, the body can react faster than the mind.

Mu Ziyao didn't feel the icy coldness he imagined when he was hit by the icy fragments, but—— fell into a familiar warm embrace.

When he came back to his senses, Mu Ziyao murmured with trembling lips—"Brother..."

I saw that the man's clothes were disheveled and his face was very pale. Contrary to the warm embrace, there was a shard of ice on his right shoulder that was still spreading.

"I still haven't escaped..." Ye Xiuyun pulled Mu Ziyao to the left with all his strength, and there was a sharp pain in his right arm - it felt like he had fallen into the bottom of a river that had been frozen for thousands of years.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much that I don't even have the strength to pass out.

Cold, very cold, the cold came through the bones.

Although the consciousness felt the pain clearly, the body could no longer support it and slowly fell to the ground.

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When Master Qingyang arrived, he saw Ye Xiuyun fall down slowly.

He had already sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power in the bamboo forest, but he didn't realize that there was any danger.After all, martial arts competitions between disciples are frequent, and Ye Xiuyun doesn't have any actual combat experience yet, so it's good to use Liu Xinyan's provocation to increase his actual combat experience.

But he never expected that Liu Xinyan would have murderous thoughts.It was too late to rush back after feeling the unusual fluctuation of spiritual power.

Seeing Master Qingyang wave away Mu Ziyao who was holding on to Ye Xiuyun's sleeve, and then quickly seal the spiritual veins on Ye Xiuyun's body, Liu Xinyan was also stunned.

After wiping the remaining blood around his mouth, he began to regret his impulse.The person he killed just now was the only disciple of Master Qingyang, and the only son of the Lord of Zhengyang City. He couldn't afford to offend both of them. What's more, he didn't want Ye Xiuyun's life at all.

In this way, he was out of breath for a while and caused a catastrophe.

With a straight face, Master Qingyang hugged the unconscious Ye Xiuyun into his arms, and squinted at Liu Xinyan.Although he didn't say anything, Liu Xinyan got goosebumps all over.

"You go back first, your brother will be fine." Leaving a word to Mu Ziyao, Master Qingyang no longer hesitated, transformed into a flying sword, Yujian rushed to Xiuzhu Pavilion.

Xiuzhu Pavilion is the place where the Qing School cultivates and stores all kinds of elixirs. Going there may find a solution to Ye Xiuyun's situation.After all, what hit Ye Xiuyun was not an ordinary crit attack with spiritual power, but a set of ice internal techniques created by the ancestor Baimei. If he can't solve it, Ye Xiuyun will be useless.

In the Xiuzhu Pavilion, several elders were busy walking around Ye Xiuyun, looking up the classics, looking for the pills, and feeling the cold eyes - Master Qingyang has been dying all the time Stare at them dead.

Raising his hand to touch Ye Xiuyun's wrist, the place where the skin touched was icy cold, and his pulse was beating weakly and tending to stop. Just when the pulse was beating slowly and was about to disappear, a strange force wrapped around Ye Xiuyun's spiritual vein, stabilizing Hold his breath.

Master Qingyang explored that strange aura with some surprise.After concentrating for a moment, he pulled Ye Xiuyun's right hand, rolled up his sleeve, and saw the dark red totem imprint emerging on his forearm.

"It's interesting." Master Qingyang clicked his tongue twice, got up and walked to the highest-level pill stove in Xiuzhu Pavilion, took out a gray pill from it, and stuffed it directly into Ye Xiuyun's mouth.

"Qingyang... you... are you trying to kill him!" The white-browed Daoist who stepped into the hall just in time saw the pill being stuffed into Ye Xiuyun's mouth, and immediately shouted loudly.

"Don't forget whose disciple made him look like this."

"This... I will definitely not bypass that villain when I go back!"

"Then you can go back and discipline your apprentice. He must have been hurt by that spiritual power."

"You..." Master Qingyang's words choked Baimei Daoxiu who had come to apologize, but it was indeed his lax discipline.Seeing that Daoist Qingyang didn't continue to pay attention to what he meant, and there was nothing he could do here, the white-browed Daoist suffocated and turned back to 'take care' of his apprentice.

Seeing Taoist Lord Baimei just stepping in and then leaving, the elders of Xiuzhu Pavilion looked at each other, but Master Qingyang was really not easy to mess with, so they continued to work around.

A trace of spiritual consciousness was penetrated, guiding Ye Xiuyun to return to the spiritual power in his body.After a while, Ye Xiuyun opened his eyes.There was no brilliance in the pitch-black pupils, and there seemed to be a layer of hoarfrost on the long eyelashes.

"You stabilize the spiritual power in your body, and I will take you to retreat for a while. Also, remember the internal cultivation method in the book I gave you earlier." Regardless of whether Ye Xiuyun can understand it now, Qing Master Yang dragged Ye Xiuyun away from Xiuzhu Pavilion without hesitation.

The evening wind gusts, driving the bamboo leaves all over the ground, making a rustling sound.It was clearly a familiar scenery, but his heart couldn't stop beating—the person who would put on clothes for him when the cold wind blew was gone.

Mu Ziyao has been waiting in the bamboo forest until now, and he has been in a daze until now.

Once again, I deeply realized that I was useless, and I couldn't even protect the people I cared about.It was him who once again implicated his brother after the Zhengyang City incident.

Thinking of that warm embrace, tears flowed down without disappointment.

I don't know when he will see that person again, he needs to become strong, strong enough to protect that person, become, able to completely possess that person.

However, who said that without a spiritual root, one cannot increase one's strength?

Although he doesn't have spiritual roots, but...but he still has devilish energy...

"Brother, hurry up, come back to me quickly." He clenched the frozen bamboo leaves in his hands, and there was a black breath in his hands.

Slowly spreading out his hand, the bamboo leaf had turned into a pitch-black powder, and it was blown away with the gust of evening wind.

"Come back soon, brother... Next time, there will be no next time."

The author has something to say: My younger brother finally realizes that he can’t just hide in his elder brother’s arms~~~Look at how tough our younger brother is below~~~~ Anyway, he is so crushed that he can’t turn over~~~~

School is about to start~ Military training may not be updated so much~sorry~~But!Believe me, I will double-up and celebrate immediately after I am done! ! ! !

☆, brother?

The warm spring breeze blew through the mountains and forests, and the severe cold that originally sealed the world melted away under the sunlight of spring.

In the cave sealed with spells, a pair of eyes slowly opened.

The spell that sealed the cave was released as the man's consciousness gradually became clearer, and the red characters coiled on the rock wall outside the cave flowed onto the faded paper.

Looking at the hole where the slit was just opened, a gust of gentle wind brushed against his face.

It's already spring.Ye Xiuyun sighed while looking at the green that penetrated his eyes, so he had been in seclusion for half a year.

Looking at the torn clothes on his body, he couldn't help frowning. He recited a cleansing formula, and then changed into the 'new clothes' that were put aside.The clothes were given to him by Master Qingyang last time, but he has been stuck in meditation, so the clothes have been thrown aside.

Master Qingyang came during his retreat and adjustment, and he penetrated into his spiritual consciousness several times to help him transform the messy spiritual power on his body.This master is sometimes reliable, Ye Xiuyun sighed as he looked at the white clothes that had been left unused for half a year.

Now Ye Xiuyun's cultivation base has reached the state of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen, and he is close to forming an alchemy.This is also thanks to the help of that Foundation Establishment Pill and Master Qingyang's spiritual consciousness.

For cultivators, each class has a different perception of the world around them.Ye Xiuyun, who had greatly increased in strength, felt a little excited by the traces of wood-type spiritual power coming from outside the cave.

After all, half a year has passed, and he stayed in this cave for too long.I don't know what happened to Mu Ziyao.Ye Xiuyun habitually patted the unnecessary dust on his clothes, and opened the sealed cave exit.

=W==W==W==W==W=What to see!Have you ever seen such a cute dividing line? =W=

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother, wait for me~" A pretty girl yelled coquettishly while trotting to follow the man who was walking forward slowly.The man in front was dressed in a white dress, with a high-level token of the Qing School around his waist, ignoring the shouts of the girl behind him, he just strode forward, showing no intention of waiting at all.

A warm spring breeze is blowing, and it seems to be mixed with a hint of bamboo leaves fragrance.The man's footsteps paused slightly, his soft hair was lifted by the breeze, his star-like eyes were full of surprises, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved up.

The girl ran forward, panting slightly, "Mu...Senior Brother Mu..."

After finally catching up, she was about to complain, but bumped into the man's bright smile, and the girl froze in place—although this senior brother was born very handsome, he often had an expressionless, gentle and generous appearance , I didn't expect to smile so beautifully.

Seeing the girl's dumbfounded look on the spot, the man didn't stop, and started to run in big strides, rushing towards the familiar bamboo forest.

After seven years, you are finally willing to come back, brother.

Ye Xiuyun came to his pre-retirement residence, where everything was placed as usual, as if he had never left, but it was covered with a thin layer of dust——Where did Mu Ziyao go without tidying up the room? ?

Looking around, Ye Xiuyun's eyes finally settled on that...painting, Ye Xiuyun twitched the corners of his mouth, and said in his heart - must, must avoid that secret mission...

After searching the entire yard, he couldn't find Mu Ziyao, and he slapped his thigh and suddenly remembered that there is such a convenient thing as spiritual consciousness.

The spiritual consciousness of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen is strong enough, Ye Xiuyun spread out his spiritual consciousness, looking for the aura of Mu Ziyao in his memory.

After only a moment, the target was locked on the bamboo forest he used to frequent.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, Mu Ziyao, this brat, does he miss his brother?

Walking into the 'long-lost' bamboo forest with a slight smile, it seemed as if he had returned to the past cultivation time, as if Mu Ziyao's warmth still remained in his arms.

Accompanied by the rustling sound of bamboo leaves being blown by the wind, Ye Xiuyun closed his eyes and breathed in the familiar air, feeling the pure wood-type spiritual power.

"Brother." A voice as clear as spring water sounded, Ye Xiuyun opened his eyes, and looked towards the place where the voice came from.

"Welcome back, Senior Brother Ye."

The young man in front of him was half a head taller than him, and his soft hair fluttered with the wind passing through the bamboo forest.The eyebrows are slender, the bridge of the nose is high, and the lips show a beautiful dimple.

Looking at those bright eyes that were almost glowing, Ye Xiuyun was a little stunned for a moment.

I entered the sect for a month and a half and started to retreat, and I don't have any acquaintances in the Qingliu sect.

Moreover, as far as he knew, Master Qingyang seemed to have him as an apprentice. Could it be that during the six months of retreat, the unreliable master misled his disciple again?The person in front of him must have good talent.

However, it is a bit strange to hear a young man who is biologically older than himself call him a brother.

Seeing that Ye Xiuyun didn't respond, the man couldn't restrain himself anymore, rushed forward, put his arms around Ye Xiuyun's waist, and held him tightly in his arms.

Although being embraced by a man of god level, Ye Xiuyun was not happy.

He doesn't know this person at all, okay!

Although he didn't know why he didn't escape, he was just very upset.

When she raised her hand to pat the man on the back to make him let go, Ye Xiuyun was completely dumbfounded—whose hand is this long, white hand with sharp bones!How long has he been in that ghost cave!

In this way...then Mu Ziyao...this younger brother who can only stand on his own, won't be kicked out by Master Qingyang, right?

Hastily and impetuously released his spiritual sense to search for Mu Ziyao's aura, but was arched dissatisfied by the big head on his chest, blocked by the cloth, and there was a dull sound.

"Brother, what are you looking for?"

====== Small theater

Mu Ziyao: Brother, what are you looking for?

Ye Xiuyun: (⊙O⊙)......

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻WTF!

The author has something to say: The elder brother who saw his younger brother again is completely smecta~ How can my younger brother be taller than my elder brother!

Because the height of attack and subject is distinct~~~

Little □□ was hit by my brother's palm~~~嘿咕咒~~ Please comfort me~~~~

In order to let my younger brother grow up, I locked my elder brother in a cave for seven years... It's really happy and insane... But I like the age difference of four years, it's not too big~~~ ~

If I knew it earlier, I would let them grow up and practice (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

☆, brother!

"You... what did you call me?"

"Brother." Seeing Ye Xiuyun stunned, the young man smiled and blinked, looking harmless. "Otherwise, I'll call you Senior Brother? Senior Brother Ye?"

"You...you are Mu Ziyao?"

"Well, doesn't brother recognize me?"

Seeing Ye Xiuyun's eyes widen, looking him up and down, Mu Ziyao arched his head in Ye Xiuyun's arms in dissatisfaction.

He hesitated and raised his hand.

Without any sense of disobedience, Ye Xiuyun gave Mu Ziyao a violent shudder, and then pushed him away.

"I haven't seen you for seven years. Will my brother beat me when he sees me?"

seven years?Hearing this number, Ye Xiuyun couldn't help being a little stunned. It turns out that his retreat has lasted seven years.

No wonder, Mu Ziyao has... grown so big.Just as he was about to lament about life, he was interrupted by a delicate female voice, and a petite figure rushed over quickly.

"Senior brother Mu! You can't wait for me! Every time I run so fast, I can't keep up. It's really..." The girl fell silent before finishing her sentence.

After seeing the slender man beside Mu Ziyao, his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, blocked and unable to come out.

That person, long, is really good-looking.

This kind of good looks is different from Mu Ziyao's astonishment. Although the lines of his face are soft and his eyes are clear, he exudes an aura of indifference, a kind of immortal demeanor.

If Ye Xiuyun knew that the girl had such a high opinion of him, he would definitely have a headache, and it would be the brightest sunflower.Because from Ye Xiuyun's point of view, this girl is completely in line with his great plan 3.0 long ago.

"This is?" Ye Xiuyun glanced at the woman.

"This is the young junior sister who is new to the master, Qufu. In the days when the senior brother is away, I often go down the mountain with her to complete the task."

Mu Ziyao smiled, and then used a few short sentences to draw his brother's attention back to himself.

"Are you going down the mountain to do the mission?" Ye Xiuyun's focus was easily diverted by Mu Ziyao.

"kindness."

"But..." Mu Ziyao has no spiritual roots.

"Although I don't have a spiritual root, I can still practice exercises. This situation is very strange, and even the master can't explain it."

Blinking and blinking with an innocent look, he said, "Now I have worshiped under Master Qingyang, and my cultivation has reached the middle stage of foundation establishment. Is it not happy to be able to practice with my brother?"

Ye Xiuyun felt a little dizzy listening to Mu Ziyao talking about his elder brother and senior brother.

"It's better to call me brother, brother, brother, I'm not used to it."

"But..." Mu Ziyao blinked innocently and said, "Now I am also worshiping under the Master Qingyang, and I am an introductory disciple like my brother, so I can call him brother and brother like this..."

"Senior brother Mu, is this the senior brother Ye that the master said?" Just as Mu Ziyao was discussing the address with his good brother with a bright face, Qu Fu who was on the side suddenly opened his mouth and squeezed into their conversation.

Ye Xiuyun: ...

Hehe, can he say that after hearing Qu Fu's sweet "Senior Brother Ye", he seemed to see a line cracked on Mu Ziyao's smiling face?

Just like that, the picture with only three people seems to have fallen into a static state, as if the pause button was pressed, only the rustling of the wind blowing bamboo leaves remained.

rustle——————

Ye Xiuyun: ...

Mu Ziyao: ...

Qu Fu: (⊙3⊙)/~

"I didn't expect people to gather here."

"Master!"

The familiar figure slowly walked out of the bamboo forest after Qu Fu yelled.

Master Qingyang stretched out his hand and patted Ye Xiuyun's shoulder—this action moved Ye Xiuyun a little, after all, Master Qingyang gave him a lot of help during the retreat.

Just about to express my gratitude to Master Qingyang, I was interrupted by a dissatisfied comment from "Good Master".

"Is it just the completion of foundation establishment? After staying for seven years, as a teacher, I thought you could break through the golden core in one fell swoop."

Ye Xiuyun: ...

"Master has not changed at all." The same sour temper as before!

Of course, Ye Xiuyun wouldn't say the latter sentence even if he killed him.

"Ziyao and Fu'er just came back from their mission, let's go to rest first." Ignoring Ye Xiuyun's dissatisfied expression, Master Qingyang said to the remaining two.

"Yes!" After receiving Qu Fu's cheerful response, Qu Fu looked at Ye Xiuyun shyly again, and then left happily.

Seeing his wife dragging Mu Ziyao away like a rabbit, and Mu Ziyao's unwilling face... Ye Xiuyun really wanted to cover his mouth and snigger, but when he turned around, he found that the real Qingyang was so rare. The serious look became serious again.

"Master."

"En." Master Qingyang released a sliver of spiritual consciousness, quickly withdrew it, nodded and said: "Your realm is stable enough, you can be regarded as the highest cultivation disciple in the sect, but you don't have much practical experience, and the retreat is really useless It takes a lot of time. Why don't you choose a task as a teacher now."

Hearing what Master Qingyang said, Ye Xiuyun was a little flustered.

He retreated for seven years, and lost many opportunities to accumulate experience and reverse the plot—he has not forgotten that this is the world of that turbulent novel, and he does not want to have the same fate as that scumbag.Although he believed that he wouldn't like men, but who knew if that scumbag would have any tricks on him, he fell in love with it just by looking at it.

Thinking about the subsequent plot, goosebumps formed on the back.

So he followed Daoist Qingyang to the Hall of Eternal Life with firm steps.

Along the way, Ye Xiuyun caught a lot of attention.

Seeing the busy disciples coming in and out, Ye Xiuyun finally felt the strength of the Qing School—but he couldn't blame him entirely, after all, he was a dead house in his previous life, and he didn't go out often, but in this life, he didn't go out at all. It closed before I could go out.

He didn't take over the task in the hall like other disciples.Ye Xiuyun followed Master Qingyang through the seals and came to the third floor of the Hall of Eternal Life. Anyway, judging from the choice of office location - this task must not be easy.

Sitting at the table arranging the bamboo slips and books in various formats was a short old man with a white beard who immediately wanted to show all his teeth when he saw someone coming in.

"Oh~ Xiao Qingyang, what brought you here? You won't come to see the old man easily."

Leaving aside Ye Xiuyun's twitching expression when he heard the three words 'Little Qingyang', the little old man became even happier, wishing he could show his tongue with a smile.

"Master, this time I brought my disciples to come to Master to receive the mission of the sect." Faced with the little old man's teasing, Master Qingyang's face remained unchanged, and he said in a deep voice.

'Master'! ?After listening to Master Qingyang's words, Ye Xiuyun was even worse - this little old man is actually his master's master?This character was never mentioned in the original work, so he was a little surprised by this old man.

"So this is your unfulfilling apprentice~ You need to practice more." Seemingly dissatisfied with Ye Xiuyun's questioning words, he tugged at his beard, and the little old man said angrily.

WTF!This old guy is really beep-beep-beep-beep-

The respect that had just been established for the old man with the white beard collapsed all of a sudden.

"In that case..." The white-bearded old man twirled his beard while flipping through the messy bamboo slips in his hand. The stack of bamboo slips had a spiritual power, obviously not an ordinary excerpting tool.

"Yes!" The old man threw away the bamboo slips in his hand and patted the table, "For the sake of your master being my precious disciple, old man, I have assigned you an important task! How about sending a letter to Liu Guangzong?" ?”

As he spoke, he took out a scroll and said, "However, this letter is not simple, it has something to do with the Devil's Cult."

Demon religion?The task associated with the Demon Cult is definitely not easy.

Could it be that... this is the secret mission that pushed the original Ye Xiuyun into the traps of the Demon Cult and finally killed him?

Happiness came too suddenly. Sure enough, I have been in seclusion for seven years, but I still can't ask the arrogant plot master.

=====

The sky turned completely black, leaving only a few stars shining brightly.Ye Xiuyun just returned to the house not far from the bamboo forest, and when he opened the door, he was greeted with a 'missing' hug from his younger brother.

Looking at the spotless room, and the meal on the table that was carefully cooked by someone, I felt a little relaxed (ask him why he knows who made the dish, if he can ignore Mu Ziyao's blinking eyes If the eyes of the stars are revealed, he may guess before drawing a conclusion)

Although entering the Qi Refining Stage can stop eating without food, Ye Xiuyun still likes the feeling of eating with others.Looking at my younger brother who can already live independently, I can't help but feel a sense of relief in my heart.

This feeling of home really couldn't be better.

The author has something to say: "Brother, this time really flies by." After eating, Mu Ziyao lay on the bed, put his right hand on his thigh and tapped it up and down.

Yes, it really passed too fast, two big men were lying on the bed together, arms next to arms, legs next to legs, it was really unaccustomed to roll over and crush each other!

What's more, Mu Ziyao knocked on his own leg!It feels really...subtle.

———————Remember a physical contact experience.

☆, Chiba Castle (Catching Insects)

A few days after returning from the Hall of Eternal Life, Ye Xiuyun started his first mission since cultivating immortality.

Ye Xiuyun and Mu Ziyao walked down the hundreds of white stone steps step by step.

The Qingliu sect does not allow disciples to use spells to pass the white stone steps. Although the reason is unknown, all disciples who violated this rule were expelled from the teaching book and their cultivation base was abolished.

After walking for nearly two hours before leaving Pingdingfeng, Ye Xiuyun took out a spirit sword given by Master Qingyang before leaving. Although it is not at the same level as Zhengyang, but with the spirit sword, it can also speed up. Travel less.

"Brother." Just as Ye Xiuyun was studying the spirit sword in his hand, Mu Ziyao leaned forward, stretched out his arms to wrap around Ye Xiuyun's waist, and entangled Ye Xiuyun's right hand that was about to draw the sword just now.

That's really ten fingers clasped tightly, so tightly clasped.

Ye Xiuyun finally left the customs, how could Mu Ziyao let his brother leave his side so easily.So I went to find Master and asked to accompany me.

"Brother, my cultivation base is too low, and I'm still not good at controlling the sword." Mu Ziyao said softly as he rubbed Ye Xiuyun's back.

"Senior brother Mu, don't you specialize in sword arts? How could you not be good at controlling swords?" When Mu Ziyao was taking advantage, Qu Fu suddenly appeared from nowhere, interrupted Mu Ziyao, and said, "Last time That is, Senior Brother Ye, do you know that Senior Brother Mu is amazing, he defeated five monks in the mid-stage Foundation Establishment with just a few moves. At that time..."

The sound is getting smaller and smaller.

Ye Xiuyun looked back, only to see Mu Ziyao looking at her with a dark face.

Seeing Ye Xiuyun's gaze, she seemed to gain another wave of courage.

Clearing her throat, she said, "But..." Fu Que blinked with aggrieved expression.

"Anyway, Brother Mu didn't wait for me."

"That's... well, I'll just teach him a lesson later."

Although I don't know why the task of one person has become a group dispatch, but the matter has come to this point, and there is no time to worry about it.

"Let's set off quickly. Although the task is not important, don't delay too long, right?" Ye Xiuyun smiled softly at Qu Fu.

Seeing that smile, Qu Fu's heart was relieved, and the smile on her face also hung up—as expected, it was right to ask Master to carry out the mission with Senior Brother Ye!

Although I don't know why Senior Brother Mu is here, but... Thinking of Ye Xiuyun's warm smile, Qu Fu is still very satisfied.

So, completely oblivious to Mu Ziyao's gloomy expression, Qu Fu, who was in a bright mood and full of sunshine, happily took out her flying sword and started on the road.

For the task of transmitting the news about the Devil's Cult, Ye Xiuyun in the original work not only got involved with his own body and soul, but also indirectly caused Qingliu to destroy his family.

So for such a severe task, a task that triggers the main plot line, can Ye Xiuyun accept it?

of course.

No.

Ha ha ha.

Although the refusal of this task made his master's master feel very ashamed, blowing his beard and staring angrily, but with Ye Xiuyun's thick skin, this is nothing, and it's nothing more than embarrassing Master Qingyang—anyway Seeing the fried hair of the old man with white beard is not easy to settle.

The task Ye Xiuyun chose to perform was very simple, and there was no great risk. He just went to Wanjia in Chiba City to submit the invitation card for the Demon Subduing Ceremony jointly held by Liuguangzong and Qingliu School two months later.

This is fundamentally different from the route of travel in the original.

Ye Xiuyun firmly believes that with such an essential change in the route, the plot will definitely not be triggered. (Actually, this is not very useful.)

The demon-subduing ceremony mentioned above is a celebration set up by the two sects of the righteous way to celebrate the great battle that wiped out the entire demon clan thousands of years ago.After nearly a thousand years of evolution, it has now been extended to a selection contest for rookies of various sects.

Enduring Mu Ziyao's resentful gazes from behind all the way, answering various questions from the younger junior sister one after another, finally...arrived in Chiba City.

Qianye City is not smaller than Zhengyang City, but the aura minerals are not as abundant as Zhengyang City, and the prestige in this Xuanwu domain, which worships monks, is much lower than Zhengyang City.

However, the clan of the city lord of Chiba City is not a family of cultivators, but a rich merchant from Lingnan. The heads of this family have been very talented in business for several generations, making the entire Chiba City... rich...

There is no other adjective for this kind of town where low-grade spirit stones are thrown almost everywhere!

Ye Xiuyun and his party came to Qianye City before entering the city gate, but they felt the city's... local tyrants.

The gate of the city was crowded with people, no matter men, women or children, they were all dressed in fine silk and brocade clothes.Especially the robe inlaid with gold and silver threads of the leading uncle...it is blinding the dog's eyes.

That's right, that person is the Lord of Qianye City, whose surname is Sima and whose name is Qingliu. Of course, this has nothing to do with the Qingliu sect.

Sima Qingliu, who looks about five or sixty years old, is an old man with a big belly (two beeps here), and he is hugging a beautiful young woman with his left hand and right hand, and his hands are moving up and down dishonestly. groping.

In this case, no matter who it is, they will not want to have anything to do with him.

Moreover, Ye Xiuyun didn't like seeing five or sixty-year-old men and teenage girls flirting with each other in front of his eyes at all!

Looking at this scene, I couldn't help but think of the evil landlord class recorded in the textbooks before I traveled...

"Several immortals have come from afar. It's really a long way to welcome them!" The old landlord, ah bah, was embraced by City Lord Sima, strode forward, and directed at Ye Xiuyun and his party. Said.

"I'm sorry." Straightening out his brain circuit, Ye Xiuyun nodded slightly, looking at City Lord Sima's red face glowing with oil, and the eyeballs in his smiling eyes were still rolling.

"Immortals have had a hard time coming from a long way, why not..." City Master Sima raised his lips and said, "Why don't we go to Bi Mansion first?"

The fat, oily face trembled a few times, and looked expectantly at Ye Xiuyun—but no matter how much you expected that greasy look, Ye Xiuyun would not like it.

"These fellow daoists came to Chiba City to deliver invitation letters to our Wan family, so we don't bother the city master." Ye Xiuyun was interrupted by a voice when he was trying to answer.

A brocade robe youth from the city