Looking at the surroundings, Mu Qingxiao's star-like eyes revealed three black magatama. Following that, a terrifying spiritual power was released, causing ripples in the surrounding space. The Blood Sharingan had already carved out a flawless illusion.
Black wings popped out from his back and his figure turned into a stream of light, speeding towards Big Bamboo Peak. His cultivation had already entered the peak of Nascent Soul Second Level, and his various domains had improved.
The branches and leaves in the valley were obviously denser than before. It seemed that he had spent a lot of time breaking through a small realm. He had to return to Big Bamboo Peak as soon as possible.
After all, when he came out, he did not tell anyone. If he did not return for a long time, Tian Boli and the rest would inevitably be worried. At that time, there might be some trouble.
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Half an hour after Mu Qingxiao left, a green light shot into the middle of the valley from the sky. Lu XueQi's front foot landed on the ground, and his eyes searched around. His young face was filled with anxiety.
Looking at the willows, the blood that had not yet dried, and the blood that dripped onto the grass, he recalled the scene of the Tianya Sword piercing Mu Qingxiao's chest. Lu XueQi's heart faintly hurt.
"With such a serious injury, how can he still get up and walk, if anything happens to him …"
Standing beside the hot spring, Lu XueQi muttered to himself.
Looking around, looking at the blood on the ground, he could not find the direction to leave. In his anxiety, he could only search aimlessly in the valley.
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Half an hour later, Mu Qingxiao's figure landed in the bamboo forest behind the mountain. Looking around, he did not find Zhang Xiaofan's figure and suddenly felt a little strange.
Looking at the sky now, it should be past noon. Zhang Xiaofan was not cultivating in the bamboo forest behind the mountain.
Thinking of this, Mu Qingxiao quickened his pace and walked forward. A few minutes later, he arrived at the Guardian Hall and met Song Daren who had an honest smile on his face.
Seeing Mu Qingxiao, Song Daren quickly walked over to greet him: "Junior Brother Mu, I haven't seen you for two months. Where did you hide to cultivate?"
Hearing this, Mu Qingxiao was slightly stunned. He had only broken through a small realm, and it took him two months. It clearly felt like a moment.
Coming back to his senses, a smile appeared on his handsome face: "Senior Brother, recently I had some enlightenment, so I cultivated in the depths of the mountain for a period of time. I did not expect that two months had already passed."
Hearing Mu Qingxiao's words, the corner of Song Daren's mouth twitched. He was already used to Mu Qingxiao's monstrous talent. It hadn't been long, but Mu Qingxiao actually had another realization. He really wasted most of his life.
"That's enough. Cultivation is like this. The further you go, the more time you need. Master and Mistress are already waiting in the Hall of Silence. I heard they have something to discuss. Let's go in."
Arriving at the Quietness Hall's courtyard, the rest of the disciples were already waiting. Shaw Danon was among them, and there were two unfamiliar figures.
Among them, one was tall and handsome, dressed in white, and looked like Jun Yi. The other was a young man, about the same age as Zhang Xiaofan, about fifteen or sixteen years old.
The young man and Zhang Xiaofan chatted happily. He held a green immortal sword in his hand, and its aura was similar to the Tianya Sword stored in the space. Their identities were self-evident.
Seeing Song Daren and Mu Qingxiao arrive, Zhang Xiaofan greeted the young man and walked forward: "Senior Brother … Junior Brother Mu, can I ask you some questions later?"
"Of course."
Mu Qingxiao smiled in return. After a few years of being together, he had a good impression of Zhang Xiaofan. The latter was indeed a good person with a strong personality and great understanding. He would occasionally give Mu Qingxiao pointers on a whim.
The young man walked forward and looked at Mu Qingxiao. He said calmly: "Xiaofan, aren't you going to introduce me?"
"Come in, all of you."
At this moment, Hidi walked out of the Hall of Silence. She looked at the surrounding disciples and said with a smile. Mu Qingxiao nodded slightly at Zhang Xiaofan. He ignored the young man and walked straight into the Hall of Silence.
The young man was slightly stunned, and there was some displeasure in his eyes: "Xiaofan, are all the disciples of the Bamboo Peak like this? Their cultivation is not high, but their temper is not small. They haven't bullied you, right? If they did, tell me. I'll definitely help you vent your anger."
Seeing that Mu Qingxiao completely ignored him, the young man was naturally unhappy. One must know that his talent was one of the best even among the Qing Men.
Moreover, after all these years of Zhenren Cang Song's careful teaching, his cultivation could be said to have improved by leaps and bounds. He was respected by his peers, and had never been ignored like this.
"Jingyu, Senior Brothers are very good to me. Junior Brother Mu is a little special. He's actually very easy to talk to. Don't mind him too much. Master and Mistress are waiting inside. Let's go in."
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"Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu, disciples of Zhenren Cang Song of Dragon Head Peak, greet Martial Uncle Tian and Martial Uncle Su."
In the Hall of Silence, Tian Boli and Suru sat at the top while the rest of the disciples stood neatly on both sides. The two in white in the middle were Lin Jingyu, and the other was Jun Yi called Qi Hao. The two of them were greeting Tian Boli.
Mu Qingxiao stood beside Zhang Xiaofan. He looked around but didn't see Du Bishu's figure. He couldn't help but ask: "Senior Brother Zhang, where is Sixth Brother? Did Master lock him in the Tai Chi Cave to cultivate again?"
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan carefully said: "Sixth Brother left the mountain a month ago to travel. I heard that he will come back in a year. Anyway, there is still more than a year until the Seven Peak Competition."
"I see …"
Tian Boli looked at Mu Qingxiao and nodded: "It's good that you're back. Remember to say hello to them when you go out. Otherwise, we won't know where you went."
"Yes, Master."
Mu Qingxiao bowed slightly. Naturally, he knew that Tian Boli was concerned about him.
Immediately after, Tian BuYi's gaze swept over Qi Hao, then glanced at Lin JingYu a few times. His expression seemed a little flat. Both of them were handsome, and with his eyesight, he could tell that both of them were far more talented than his disciples.
Needless to say, Qi Hao was already famous among the younger generation of the Blue Cloud Sect. As for the young Lin JingYu, from the fact that he could already fly over on his sword, it was obvious that his cultivation had already reached the fourth level of the Grand Pure Realm. He had only been in the sect for a few years, so his aptitude was truly astonishing.
Thinking of this, Tian Boli subconsciously looked at Zhang Xiaofan. He didn't see anything unusual. He looked plain and stupid. Tian Boli suddenly felt a bit unhappy. But when he saw Mu Qingxiao next to him, a faint smile appeared on his face.
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