Please Walk Slowly, Uncle Shi

Chapter 7

"You don' t deserve to be on par with me!" With a faint tone of voice, Mu Yunshu knew who this person was. At that time, there was only one person from the five great sects that were as famous as her and liked to wear white clothes and hold swords. Farges was the chief disciple, Murong Mingyuan.

"What's wrong with me? "My cultivation isn' t much lower than yours!" At that time, he had said this. Now that he remembered, he was truly stupid.

"If I win against you today, you will loudly announce to everyone that your cultivation is low, that your conduct is bad, that your morals are lacking, and that Wu Yan is one of the top geniuses of the five great sects!" Gradually, he finally understood that something wasn' t right. He saw the undisguised disgust in his eyes. Without waiting for her to say anything, that person raised his sword and stabbed at him.

In that battle, she had lost extremely miserably. Murong Mingyuan, it was as if she knew the weakness of all her moves. Every move was easily eliminated, and she had no chance of winning. As a result, Mu Yunshu understood that someone had betrayed her. As for that person, apart from Ning Qing'er, there was no one else he could choose!

"Ning Qing'er! "Why did you tell everyone about my weakness!" The expressions of the sect leaders of the Pavilion Xuanyi and the Farges changed. Indeed, in their eyes, this competition was too strange. With their cultivations alone, it was impossible for them to suppress it.

"Senior Yun Shu, you... how could you say that!" At that time, Ning Qing'er pear blossoms appeared. He wore a long white dress and had a pitiful appearance. "It's clearly Senior Sister that you were saved by Murong Mingyuan when you were in danger during the training of your sect disciples, and you fell in love with Murong Mingyuan at first sight. However, you' re suffering because you don' t know where Murong Mingyuan sect is, so you asked me to investigate for you. After you know that Murong Mingyuan is the chief disciple of the Farges, Senior Sister... "I' ll go out from time to time..." The more Ning Qing' er spoke, the smaller the voice became. In the end, everyone's gazes towards her became more and more strange.

"Nonsense! "When did I ever leave Mount Yunheng after the sect's training!" Faced with everyone's strange gazes, she shouted angrily. Her appearance made everyone believe Ning Qing' er even more.

"The junior brother guarding the mountain gate can testify!" As soon as Ning Qing'er finished speaking, two Pavilion Xuanyi disciples came forward to testify, claiming that they had indeed seen Mu Yunshu leave the Mount Yunheng.

"Mu Yunshu!" The irritable Xuan Yu Martial Uncle was the first to shout angrily. Facing such a situation, she panicked.

"Ning Qing'er why did you slander me! "All these years, I' ve always treated you like my own younger sister. I' ve never let you suffer any grievances. Now, why are you treating me like this!" At that sect exchange ceremony, because of her, Pavilion Xuanyi became a joke. Under Master's strong request, Ning Qing' er was expelled from the Pavilion Xuanyi and left with Murong Mingyuan. She knew that Master believed her, but with Master alone, she was powerless to change anything.

After learning that Ning Qing'er had been taken away by Murong Mingyuan, she understood everything. However, it was already too late. She laughed, laughing at her own stupidity, truly stupid.

After the ceremony ended, according to the rules, the top fifty people could enter the ancient secret realm to search for treasures. Under Master's advice, she still went. As soon as she appeared, the gazes of those people made her feel like a sharp edge on her back. Her entire body was unable to feel at ease. On the other hand, after she saw the two people standing together with ten fingers, her emotions finally erupted.

He waved the Ice Elemental Whip regardless of anything. Although there were Murong Mingyuan to defend against it, the Ning Qing'er with low cultivation couldn' t help but be injured. A faint trace of blood oozed from her pink dress. Seeing her pitiful appearance that Chu Chu Chu didn' t dare to resist, Mu Yunshu could only feel a surge of anger. Just as she was about to use her life to kill Ning Qing' er on the spot, the wind and clouds suddenly changed. The entire ancient secret realm began to tremble. It was the Wild Spirit Prison. There were countless ancient magical beast clans there, and on that day, there was a magical beast uprising.

The elders of the various sects all appeared to protect their disciples. The black beast tide surged forward with a monstrous aura, dispersing everyone. Mu Yunshu could only let Ning Qing'er off for now. However, she never expected that the Ning Qing' er who had been hiding suddenly appeared when her master had just finished dealing with an ancient beast. At that time, her master's magic tool was still stabbing into the demon beast's body. When she was exhausted, she saw that she was about to fall into the mouth of the beast behind her. Her master flew over and slapped her away, but she fell into the beast tide.

His mind was greatly grieved, and his eyes were about to split apart. He couldn' t be bothered with anything else and directly used the forbidden technique. It was already too late to injure one's heart and cultivation, leaving his master out of the beast tide.

"Shu'er, Master... I only hope that you can live very well... very well." This was the last sentence Master had said to her.

"Mu Yunshu? Mu Yunshu! "What are you doing?" A Li Cang cry rang in his ear, and he woke up from his memories. Mu Yunshu smiled at him.

"It's nothing. Li Cang, I' ve finally returned."

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This stupid sentence stunned Li Cang. Looking at the person in front of him, he wondered why he had gone into closed door cultivation back then? At that time, if he were there and he accompanied her, wouldn' t this woman become like this? Although he was only twenty-one years old, his hair was gray and there were fine lines at the corners of his eyes. Li Cang still remembered the high spirits, pride, confidence, and brilliance on this woman's face every time she defeated him.

"Will you always be like this?" He reached out to touch his nose and could not help but ask.

Hearing these words Mu Yunshu she couldn' t help but raise her eyebrows. Was this how strange she was? "I don' t know when I' ll be able to recover. Perhaps I' ll be like this in the future."

Could it be? "You want to keep up with this old face?" Li Cang cried out loudly. They all said that everyone had a love for beauty. He didn' t want to face such an old face every day!

"What old face! Didn' t I just have a little gray hair and a little more wrinkles! Li Cang I think your skin is itching!" Mu Yunshu was furious. As a woman, she still cared about her appearance! This Li Cang was deliberately seeking death!

"Come, come, come! Don' t tell me I' m afraid of you! Hey, hey! If you have the ability, don' t use the veil that Martial Granduncle gave you! Hey, hey! If you have the ability, don' t release your oppressive might! Hey, hey! Mu Yunshu Don't go too far! I' ll tell you that I' m actually letting you go! Ao! "Beat him up!" He took out the gauze and released the pressure of a late-Nascent Soul cultivator. He was precisely controlled by Mu Yunshu to target Li Cang individual. The disciples who hadn' t meditated couldn' t help but laugh as they covered their faces and ran around. Behind him, Mu Yunshu waved the red gauze and slowly chased after him.

This kind of Mu Yunshu did not match the rumors at all. Looking at the two of them, many disciples thought: This Martial Uncle was not as disgusting as the rumors.

The Xuan Yu by the side looked at the two of them and couldn' t help but smile. Actually, every time he saw Mu Yunshu, he would scold her only because of Senior Brother Xuan Qing. That man who always smiled gently and gently. Such a good person had lost his life in order to save Mu Yunshu, but what happened? The Mu Yunshu that he had exchanged for his life had never been able to recover. No wonder he didn' t want to see Mu Yunshu.

"Greetings Uncle Mu!" One of the disciples looked at the Li Cang and Mu Yunshu who were still playing around. Under the encouragement of his companions, he walked forward and saluted Mu Yunshu.

"Huh? "Ah, is there a problem?" Mu Yunshu had already encountered such a thing. Who would not be able to take a detour in the current Pavilion Xuanyi? Even if there were people who didn' t make a detour, they wouldn' t bow to her. They looked at her with disdain and disdain.

"Martial Uncle, this disciple is a middle grade Water Spirit Root. I can' t succeed in cultivating a magic technique recently. Martial Uncle, can you give me some pointers?" This disciple's eyes didn' t have the slightest bit of disgust or disdain. He carefully feared that he would be rejected, causing Mu Yunshu to laugh. Although the Water Spirit Root and the Ice Spirit Root weren' t the same, in the end, they could still be considered to be from the same bloodline. He waved his hand in a heroic manner Mu Yunshu told that person to reveal the technique he was studying, and then asked him to practice it on the spot to point out the shortcomings. This way, those people who were always discussing the Mu Yunshu from behind all rushed over. One after another, they asked for guidance, regardless of whether or not their spiritual roots were in the same line!

"I said you guys have already seen it clearly! This woman is an Ice Spirit Root. What are you doing with the Fire Spirit Root? And you! What to look at and what to say is you! Why are you a Earth Spirit Root? Hey, hey, hey! I said, can you guys first see clearly what kind of spiritual root you are before you go to the Finger Sect? "Hey!" Li Cang tried his best to yell and emphasize his existence. Helplessly, the disciples only saw this woman Mu Yunshu existence. They glared at the Mu Yunshu who was surrounded in the middle. He was at the late Jindan stage, two levels higher than this dead woman. How could no one ask him?

In the depths of the Extreme Ice Realm, a hint of ink suddenly appeared in the pure white world.

"What are you doing? "Are you cultivating foolishness?" When they got closer, they discovered that there were actually two people there. However, one of them had a snow white body, and even the hair on his ankle was sparkling white.

"Too much nonsense." The other person wore a white, ink-colored cloud-patterned brocade robe. His face was hazy, making it hard to see clearly. It was precisely the Mo Ze that told Mu Yunshu that he had something to leave for a few days.

"Can' t you speak properly Mo Ze I say?" The snow-white person's entire body exploded.

"I' ve always been speaking properly." Mo Ze said indifferently.

"I said you' ve always hated trouble, women, weaklings, and trash. In short, there are too many people or things you hate. That Mu Yunshu can be said to be more than half of them. How come not only did you personally teach her this time, but also because she came to this damned place?" That person circled around the Mo Ze without stopping, clicking his tongue.