Looking at the snake-like figure on the mountain peak, Bei Mingzi was dumbfounded. He didn't even realize that he had pulled out a tuft of his beard. "This … this is Light and Dust, but I've never seen such a flexible Light and Dust in my life!"
Mu Qingxiao nodded with satisfaction. Bei Mingzi naturally didn't know that martial arts could be merged and improved at a certain level.
Light and Dust were similar. When Light and Dust were cultivated to a certain level, they could achieve the effect of shifting positions. However, this effect was limited to a straight line.
After Mu Qingxiao merged the Nine Spiral Shadows from the Nine Yin Manual with Light and Dust, a new footwork was born. At the same time, it became more flexible.
The Nine Spiral Shadows made up for the rigid straight line of Light and Dust, and Dust made up for the speed of the Nine Spiral Shadows.
While Bei Mingzi was dumbfounded, the outcome of the battle had already been decided. Once Xiao Meng's imitation of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword lost its target, it was like a headless fly and could only withdraw its strength.
Although it was only a few seconds, it was only a moment for a Master Realm cultivator. At this moment, Xiao Yi's wooden sword was already on her white neck.
If Mu Qingxiao hadn't improved Light and Dust, Xiao Yi would have already lost when Xiao Meng imitated the Hundred Steps Flying Sword.
The battle ended in a few breaths' time, but the surrounding disciples didn't even dare to breathe loudly. They all looked at the wooden sword on Xiao Meng's neck and gasped.
Mu Qingxiao turned around and smiled at Bei Mingzi. "Senior Bei Mingzi, thank you for letting me win."
Bei Mingzi looked at the scene below and was in a daze. His proud disciple had actually lost. The complicated emotions in his heart finally turned into a long sigh.
"Xiao Meng has lost. I accept it wholeheartedly."
"In that case, Senior Bei Mingzi, please take me to get the sword."
"Of course, Your Highness, please follow me." As soon as he finished speaking, Bei Mingzi turned into a shadow and went to the pavilion at the top of the Heaven Sect.
A few seconds later, when he arrived at the entrance of the pavilion, he found that Mu Qingxiao was already standing in front of the door with a calm expression. She had a bitter smile on her face. It was true that a famous teacher produced a brilliant disciple.
Creak! Creak!
Pushing open the wooden door of the pavilion, the space inside wasn't small. There were weapon racks all around, and all of them were treasured swords. Although they weren't as famous as the weapons, their power couldn't be underestimated.
Inside the loft, Mu Qingxiao only glanced at the weapon rack. Then, he followed behind Bei Mingzi and walked into the loft.
Arriving at the innermost part of the loft, there was a stone door in front of him. The stone door had clear veined patterns on it. Nothing could be seen from the surface, but the internal structure was extremely complicated.
"Bei Mingzi,'s's's Master's."
"Your Highness is truly experienced and knowledgeable. This stone door is something that I obtained from the Mohist Clan's Mechanical City. In the end, I placed it here to serve as the entrance to the Tianzong Ancestral Hall."
Bei Ming Zi looked at Mu Qingxiao in astonishment. He did not expect the prince in front of him to know so much at such a young age. However, when he thought of his terrifying cultivation, he understood.
... of the of the of the. of the ….
Bei Mingzi pressed both of his hands on the left and right sides of the stone door at the same time. When the sound of the door being unlocked came from the inside, it was followed by the dull sound of chains. Soon after, the stone door slowly rose.
When the stone door opened, Mu Qingxiao's mouth twitched. The stone door was half a meter in diameter, and it was made of a special material that was as hard as iron. Even a Grandmaster's full strength attack would not be able to move it, let alone enter the ancestral hall.
The ancestral hall wasn't big. It was about 30 square meters in size. Everlasting lamps were lit on the walls, making it very bright.
At the end of the ancestral hall, there was a statue of an old man. On the chest of the statue was a luxurious longsword.
He saw Master Beiming kneeling on the ground with both knees … Seeing how respectful Master Beiming was, he must be the ancestor of Daoism, the father of the Dao Ancestor.
After Master Beiming finished defeating, he respectfully held the longsword with both hands and raised it above his head. After bowing again, he turned around and handed the longsword to Mu Qingxiao. "The famed sword, Qiu Li. I hope it can shine in the hands of Miss Xiao Yi."
When Mu Qingxiao took the longsword, he smiled. "The famed sword has a spirit. I don't know how many lifetimes you've been lucky to be able to use it for my wife."
Hearing Mu Qingxiao's words, the smile on Master Beiming's face froze. The old muscles on his face kept twitching.
The famed sword, Qiu Li. Countless people dreamed of getting it. Now that it was given away, this kid actually said such shameless words. If Master Beiming didn't know his's's' 'cultivation's' was' 'terrifying', he would have slapped him.
He didn't know if it was good or bad for the famed sword to fall into the hands of these two kids.
Noticing Master Beiming's resentful eyes, Mu Qingxiao put Qiu Li into the storage space and smiled. "Senior Beiming can rest assured. Xiao Yi will not disgrace Qiu Li's' reputation."
Looking at the disappearing Qiu Li, Master Beiming's eyes were full of surprise. He couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, is this the legendary Sleeve Universe Technique?"
When Mu Qingxiao heard this, he naturally knew what the old man meant. He smiled and said, "It's the same principle, but there's a big difference. Others can't learn it."
Mu Qingxiao's words left Bei Ming Zi scratching his head in confusion. He kept thinking about the meaning of those words.
After getting Qiu Li, there was no need to stay in Tianzong.
When Mu Qingxiao came to the lake, the disciples of Tianzong had almost all left. Xiao Meng had also left, but there was a blue-haired young man beside Xiao Yi.
The young man's appearance was sunny and confident, and he was very cheerful when he spoke. He had short blue hair and wore a semi-circular silver water pattern headdress. His blue eyes had silver patterns on his forehead and under his eyes.
According to Mu Qingxiao's memory, the young man in front of him was Xiao Ling, who broke into the Yin-yang school to find Xiao Yi in the plot.
"Xiao Yi, we should leave."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yi glanced at Xiao Ling and went straight to Mu Qingxiao's side. Then, she disappeared into a pair of blue eyes filled with disappointment.
The white horse walked on the rugged mountain road outside Tianzong. Mu Qingxiao took out Qiu Li from the storage space and handed it to Xiao Yi. He smiled and asked, "A famed sword with a beauty. Do you like it?"
Looking at the luxurious longsword in front of her, Xiao Yi took it and then carefully held it in her arms. She turned her head, her beautiful eyes shining.
The white horse moved forward on its own. Mu Qingxiao's left hand hugged her slender waist, and his right hand lifted her white veil. He lowered his head and gently kissed her tender pink lips.
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