After three years of being together, Mu Qingxiao was the epitome of mystery in the eyes of the senior brothers.
They all knew that he was talented, but they didn't know what level he was at. However, the attitude of the master towards him was much warmer than the other disciples. Even the master's wife was the same.
However, after three years of interaction, other than his heaven-defying progress in cultivation, he did seem a little dull. Sometimes, his presence was even worse than Zhang Xiao Fan, who had the worst aptitude.
"Back of the mountain!"
Hearing that Mu Qingxiao had gone to the back of the mountain, Tian Boli's brows furrowed together. His gaze focused as if he was recalling something. "Since that's the case, let me see the results of your hard work over the past few years."
Mu Qingxiao nodded slightly as soon as he finished speaking. Then, he lifted a finger …
The moment Mu Qingxiao did this, Tian Boli's pupils shrank. His heart shook. His face was still serious, but his heart was in turmoil.
"You … Look, the chopsticks are moving!" Du Bishu was stunned. He pointed at the chopsticks on the table and exclaimed.
Sure enough, in the next second, a bamboo chopstick in front of Mu Qingxiao trembled slightly and floated up. It floated quietly in the air.
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the dining room became very strange. Everyone stared at the chopsticks in the air. They didn't know how to describe their feelings.
"Drive!"
This realm was the foundation of the Qing Yun Men's cultivation. Without the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao, the peak of the Jade Clear realm was unimaginable.
However, Mu Qingxiao had only been in the sect for a few years.
The chopsticks floating in the air were very stable. Even Mu Qingxiao himself was calm. Obviously, he had been in the peak of the Jade Clear realm for a long time. In three years, he went from an ordinary person to the peak of the Jade Clear realm. People would laugh at him if they heard about it.
Even if he bragged, he shouldn't brag like this. Lu XueQi was the leader of the Qing Yun Men's younger generation.
Even if they didn't believe it, the reality was in front of them. The chopsticks floating in front of them proved everything.
"Qingxiao, you didn't let us down."
Suru smiled. There were still two years until the Seven Peak Martial Meeting. With such talent, he might be able to make further progress in his cultivation. The Great Bamboo Peak's chance to rise had arrived.
Tian Boli nodded. His face remained solemn, but his heart was already bursting with joy.
Recovering from their shock, Song Daren and the others congratulated him. They were all happy for Mu Qingxiao, but they also felt bitter in their hearts. After all, without comparison, there would be no harm. Mu Qingxiao's cultivation speed was just a huge blow to them.
Tian BuYi could not hide the smile in his eyes, and said, "Very good, you did not disappoint Master's expectations. Your cultivation has reached the fourth level of the Jade Clear Stage, and the difference in effectiveness is like heaven and earth. You can start to try cultivating talismans."
All the disciples were happy for him and congratulated him. Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but ask, "Junior Brother Mu, have you decided what kind of magic weapon you want to cultivate?"
"I just reached the peak of the Jade Clear Stage not long ago. I'm still studying and haven't decided what kind of talisman to cultivate."
Mu Qingxiao smiled, but did not tell the truth. He couldn't say that he had already reached the second level of the Nascent Soul Stage, and that he already had the Soul Sword when he was in the Foundation Building Stage.
Tian BuYi smiled and said, "With your own talisman, you can at least increase your strength by two levels. But you can't rush it. I won't force you to cultivate the Immortal Sword. Your cultivation is enough. If you like something, go find the materials."
Zhang Xiaofan sat on the side, envious. He had also reached the cultivation level of refining talismans, but he didn't want to expose his cultivation level now. He gritted his teeth and planned to endure until the Seven Peak Martial Meeting to give Master and the others a surprise.
"Qingxiao, according to our Qing Yun Men's tradition, disciples who have reached this stage in the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao will have to go down the mountain and travel the world. At the same time, they will have to find good materials to cultivate talismans. As for whether or not they can find a treasure that gathers the energy of heaven and earth, it will depend on their luck."
At this time, Du Bishu smiled and said, "Junior Brother Mu, I also plan to go down the mountain and travel. I want to increase my knowledge and experience the life of mortals. It may be helpful for my cultivation. When the time comes, do you want to go down the mountain with me?"
"Sixth Brother, I don't plan to go down the mountain for the time being. I can't go with you."
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Time flies, time flies. Half a year went by in a hurry. The Qing Yun Men's Seven Peak Martial Meeting, which is held once every sixty years, was approaching. Not only Suru, but even the lazy Tian BuYi began to urge his disciples.
Everyone was focused on their cultivation. However, Zhang Xiaofan's back mountain was extremely quiet because no one had any expectations for him.
As for Zhang Xiaofan himself, he didn't care. Other than being busy in the kitchen every day, he used his free time to cultivate.
Autumn came from the east. The weather on Bamboo Peak was getting colder. However, the disciples on Bamboo Peak were at least in the Gold Core stage. Naturally, they were not afraid of the cold.
At this time, night had fallen. The bright moonlight poured on the roof. The cold wind was biting cold. Mu Qingxiao sat quietly on the tiles. Looking at the Chinese dog lying in front of the door, the corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Big Yellow had been staying here for 3 years. Every time it cultivated at night, it would rush over to sleep and absorb the spiritual Qi between Heaven and Earth at the same time. In 3 years, it had advanced from the early stage of the Golden Core Realm to the second level of the Golden Core Realm.
His figure flashed and came to the door. Big Yellow opened his eyes immediately. When he saw the owner of the house, he didn't bark. Instead, he wagged his tail happily like a loyal servant, showing a friendly look.
Seeing Big Yellow come forward and rub his leg, Mu Qingxiao couldn't help but pat its head.
Big Yellow seemed to be enjoying itself when Ou Yangming gently stroked its bright and soft fur. It rubbed its head against Ou Yangming's palm and whimpered. It was not hostile at all, and it even stuck out its tongue to lick Ou Yangming's palm.
Looking at its appearance, Mu Qingxiao couldn't help but recall his childhood memories.
He remembered that he had a Chinese dog with yellow fur. It was similar to Big Yellow. Its name was Little Tiger. Unfortunately, it died in the hands of a dirty dog trafficker …
When he came back to his senses, Mu Qingxiao stroked its fur. After a while, he withdrew his hand and turned to leave. His figure flashed and disappeared from the courtyard, leaving behind the reluctant Big Yellow.
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