However, these were not even worth mentioning in the eyes of Mu Xuan and the other man.
Her appearance was rare good looking.
The man in white thought faintly.
However, in this world where strength was everything, good looks did not have much use.
A day later, Mu Xuan found Ye Shaohua, "Miss Ye, I am actually a member of the Xuan Sect, tomorrow is the Sect Competition, it is very important to me, I need to rush back as soon as possible, you are my savior, are you willing to return to the Xuan Sect with me?"
Ye Shaohua had originally planned to leave today.
Hearing Mu Xuan's words, she paused for a moment and then said, "Sure."
It was still a very cold word.
Since Mu Xuan woke up, he had not seen any other emotions on her face. Only when she was talking to Da Niu and old man Xu would there be a trace of a smile on her face. Other times, there was almost no change in her face.
He did not expect that even after hearing about the Xuan sect, there would be no other emotions on her face.
"Senior brother, has this Miss Ye not heard of the Xuan sect?" The man in white opened his eyes wide.
Shouldn't ordinary people be excited when they hear about the Xuan sect's immortal teacher?
Mu Xuan also felt a little strange, "Maybe she has not heard of the Xuan sect. Don't think about it, let's get ready and leave tomorrow morning."
However, when he turned around, Mu Xuan also felt a little strange.
Before he fainted, he knew that he was seriously injured and thought that he could not participate in the competition.
He did not expect that after waking up, there were almost no major problems.
Could it be that he felt wrong?
He had suspected that Ye Shaohua was an alchemist. Her name and gender were both suitable, but would an alchemist be a lowly person?
This was also the reason why Mu Xuan later dispelled his doubts.
The next morning, Mu Xuan directly took out his high grade yellow rank flying sword. "Miss Ye, hold the sword hilt, we are leaving."
Mu Xuan instructed Ye Shaohua, then the flying sword soared into the sky.
In the village, a group of people saw Mu Xuan actually riding the flying sword and for a moment, they all knelt down, "Oh my god, it's an immortal teacher, he is actually an immortal teacher!"
Seeing these people's expressions, Mu Xuan and the man in white felt calm.
This was the expression of a lowly person.
Thinking of this, the two looked at Ye Shaohua, thinking that she would be afraid or tightly holding the sword hilt.
They did not expect that she would just sit cross-legged next to the sword hilt with her eyes slightly closed.
The two of them: "…"
"Miss Ye, this is the cliff of our Xuan Sect." When they arrived at the Xuan Mountain that was shrouded in clouds and mist, the white-clothed man introduced proudly, "From the bottom of the mountain to the middle, there are 999 steps. After that is a cliff. Ordinary people have no way of going up or down the mountain."
Ye Shaohua opens her eyes and looks at the terrible cliff, slightly pursing her lips.
This was where the original owner of the body, after being abandoned by Mu Xuan, wanted to go down the mountain, but was blocked by this cliff.
Soon, they arrived at the Xuan sect.
When the grey-clothed outer court disciples saw Mu Xuan, their expressions became extremely respectful. "Senior Brother Mu."
Mu Xuan nodded slightly and left with Ye Shaohua.
He didn't go straight to the entrance of the Sect Competition, but to report to the Sect Master that he was safe.
The people from the Xuan Sect also knew that Mu Xuan had brought back a lowly person.
Not far away, a group of young boys and girls were smiling as they walked towards the entrance of the Sect Tournament.
Seeing Mu Xuan and Ye Shaohua beside him.
"Is that the lowly person that Senior Brother Mu brought back?" Mu Xuan's red clothes were very conspicuous in the crowd. This was the clothes that only red-clothed disciples could wear. From top to bottom, the order of the disciples in the Xuan sect was grey, white, purple, and red.
Mu Xuan was the leader of the red-clothed disciples. His aura was extraordinary, but Ye Shaohua's side profile was like jade. Not only was she not overshadowed by Mu Xuan, she even had a faint tendency to overshadow him.
"I don't know why Senior Brother Mu brought her back," the purple-clothed girl slightly narrowed her eyes, "It seems that Senior Brother Mu wants to take her as a slave. I hope she has some use, or else she will lose all the face of the red-clothed disciples."
"Wait, Fu Xue, isn't that Ye Shaohua?" The white-clothed disciple in the crowd, Yue Qingning, clearly saw Ye Shaohua's face and said in shock.
"Ye Shaohua?" Fu Xue, who was already a purple-clothed disciple, was stunned.
She looked towards Ye Shaohua's direction and confirmed that it was really her.
Ye Shaohua saw that Mu Xuan had already handed the wooden plaque to the caretaker. She raised her eyebrows and also wanted to go in.
At this time, Fu Xue just happened to come over.
Fu Xue took out her own wooden plaque and looked at Mu Xuan who had stopped, "Senior Brother Mu, I didn't expect you to find a woman to anger me, but the person you found is my friend."
Speaking up to here, Fu Xue looked at Ye Shaohua, "Shaohua, I haven't seen you for so many years, how are you?"
The other party was not the least bit moved by the presence of so many immortal teachers. It was as if the person standing in front of her was not an immortal teacher, but a big pile of radishes.
Fu Xue slightly raised her eyebrows.
Her gaze stopped on Ye Shaohua's coarse clothes. If it was before, she would still be proud in front of Ye Shaohua, but after three years, she was already a high and mighty immortal. At that time, Ye Shaohua was only an earth soul talent, she naturally would not care.
Showing off to this kind of person, there was no meaning.
She was now focused on the big competition.
Fu Xue naturally liked Mu Xuan. For Mu Xuan to bring Ye Shaohua back, Fu Xue's current status.
Ye Shaohua's status as her rival in love was not enough.
Seeing that Ye Shaohua also wanted to enter the big competition, Fu Xue looked at her funny, and then took out her own purple wooden plaque from her pocket.
The old man at the entrance saw the purple wooden plaque and raised his eyelids, "You are Fu Xue? Go in. "
Fu Xue bowed to the old man, took two steps, and then looked at Ye Shaohua with a slight smile, "That's right, Shaohua, did Senior Brother Mu forget to tell you that in this big competition, only white-clothed and above disciples with wooden plaques can enter?"
After hearing Fu Xue's words, the disciples who were watching the show all laughed mockingly.
Ye Shaohua remembered what the teacher had given her, and then took out a golden wooden plaque from her coarse cloth pocket and handed it to the old man: "Is this it?"
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