Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

Mu Yungui didn't know what conversation happened in the palace. Her life was not affected at all. In the afternoon, someone took a spiritual disk to test her, and then tailored her clothes by the way. The maids gave a very good reason, saying: "The master will come in a few days. The emperor will go to class and apprentice, so she can't wear old clothes."

They moved out to respect the teacher, and Mu Yun really couldn't say no. This started, and new clothes and utensils continued to be brought in. Mu Yungui did not express his dislike of the decorations in Yanyao's house, but there were so many people in the palace. They could see that Mu Yungui's attitude was cold, and it didn't take long for Yanyao's courtyard to be changed drastically. Basically nothing is the same except the land.

The house slowly adjusted to the look that Mu Yungui liked, and Mu Yungui's life became busy unknowingly. She practiced swords with Jiang Shaoci in the morning, ate breakfast in the middle, and then practiced a brand-new cultivation method. In the afternoon, another master will come to the Yanfu to teach Muyun Gui Ziwei Hunyuan Gong.

Ziwei Hunyuan Gong is not only light work, but a set of systemic exercises, including breathing, breathing, movement, and sleep. Every step has a dedicated person to help Mu Yun to correct each step. Heaven, I immediately felt the difference between Yunshui Pavilion exercises and Ziwei Hunyuan exercises.

I heard that Liufeng Jue and Lanyue Step are high-level exercises that can only be learned by the disciples of Yunshui Pavilion, but in Mu Yungui's opinion, these two exercises are too beautiful. It seems that Yunshui Pavilion first thought about flying up to be beautiful, and then compiled the corresponding footwork. The Ziwei Hunyuan Gong is completely natural and has a complete system. It is not in a hurry to practice the pace, but adjusts the body first, and when all the basic skills are in place, the light work will naturally occur.

As for the beauty, it is just an additional effect of Ziwei's mixing yuan power. As long as the movements are in place, the body is light and fluttering like a fairy, anyone who does it will not be ugly.

Mu Ce didn't look down on Yunshui Pavilion, and it really made sense.

As if carelessly, Mu Yun's schedule was full. She has to learn a new mind method and Ziwei Hunyuan Gong. The swordsmanship and the five elements that her mother taught her can't be left behind. At the same time, the female officials in the palace give her remedial lessons on history and culture. Take the time to read the broken eyes practice notes that Yanshi handed to her.

Under this arrangement, not to talk about the gossip of the outside world, even if people from other families stand in front of Mu Yungui, she has no time to respond.

Except for the teacher who taught, no one in the palace came to disturb her. Mu Yungui didn't need to deal with interpersonal relationships. The only thing she had to care about was her own practice. Likewise, inevitably, she didn't have much time to see Jiang Shao's resignation. If it hadn't been for sword practice every morning, I'm afraid the two would not be able to meet each other all day.

Jiang Shaocai suspected that Mu Ce was deliberate.

Mu Ce had the intention to replace Mu Yun with a master of swordsmanship, but Jiang Shaoci was so famous, and he was recognized as invincible in the swordsmanship. Early in the morning, the sky was still bright, and Mu Yungui was already standing in the school field for swordsmanship. Seeing her red eyes, Jiang Shaocai asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Mu Yungui didn't expect it to appear on her face. She rubbed her eyebrows and said with a spirit: "It's okay. I slept a bit late last night. It doesn't matter."

After all, human energy is limited, and Mu Yungui's recent schedule is too full, and there is almost no room for respite at the end of the day. And Mu Yungui is not as easy to understand as Jiang Shaoci. She always has to review the contents of Professor Master in private to truly understand the meaning. Every hour of the day is arranged. She can't delay the Master's time in class, she can only compress her sleep time. Gradually, she fell asleep later and later, and it was difficult to regain her vitality when she woke up the next day.

Mu Yungui secretly reminded himself to cheer up, draw his sword, and be ready to practice. Jiang Shaocai looked at Mu Yungui's face, and suddenly retracted his sword, saying, "I won't practice today, let's go out."

"Go out?" Mu Yungui was surprised, "but there are classes today."

"So what." Jiang Shao resigned, "Cultivation is to make yourself happy, not to suffer. If you feel uncomfortable, then don't practice."

Only Jiang Shaocai could say this kind of words, and none of the others was for the purpose of cultivating hanging beams. Jiang Shaocai hesitated watching Mu Yun's return, and suddenly took her hand and said, "While they haven't found it now, run quickly."

Jiang Shaocai suddenly moved, and Mu Yungui was pulled away before he could react. Their movements were so abrupt that they couldn't even keep up with Chang Fu who was standing on the side. It was stunned as the other two ran to the corner of the wall, jumped onto the top of the wall with a single leap, and finally realized that something was wrong: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Shaoci ignored him, and pulled Mu Yun back to the ground. Mu Yungui felt that the house behind was hurriedly alarmed, both novel and funny, and couldn't help but laugh out softly: "What are you doing? They might misunderstand it."

"Follow them." Jiang Shaocai avoided the secret guards, and in a blink of an eye he reached the last courtyard wall. He stood in front of the tall courtyard and asked: "How is your light work practice recently?"

Mu Yun's return is unknown, so he nodded cautiously: "It's okay."

"That's good." Jiang Shaocai said, kicking the door open and saying, "The time has come to verify the results of your studies."

Naturally, guards were arranged outside the palace. At the moment when the guards were handed over, they were vigilantly scanning the suspicious figures outside. Unexpectedly, the change would happen from the inside. The door slammed open, and they turned their heads in amazement. Before they could see who it was, they felt a cold wind passing in front of them.

They blinked, thinking that the white shadow just now was an illusion. But shortly afterwards, layer upon layer of panicked shouts came from inside the door: "Quickly stop, the emperor ran out!"

Since Mu Yungui was born, she has been like a planned straight line. Her mother taught her to be honest and just, diligent and hardworking, and the master taught her to observe discipline and law, restrain and tolerate. Righteousness, orthodox etiquette and law. She has never done anything bad, and all her teachers and friends have an impression of her as well-behaved, diligent, and sensible.

This was the first time she dodged in a huge city, just to get rid of the chasing soldiers behind. Probably people will stimulate their potential when they are nervous. Mu Yungui performed the Ziwei Hunyuan skill perfectly for the first time, and he didn't make a single mistake along the way.

The call from behind gradually faded away, and the voices of the crowd became messy, and it was obvious that they had also lost their target. Mu Yungui held on to the wall, panting quickly, looking back with lingering fear: "Did they not follow?"

"No." Jiang Shaocai said, looking okay, "It's just skipping class, what's the fuss about."

"Master will be angry, right?"

"You can escape, it means you have learned well, and they should feel honored."

"Myths and heresies." Mu Yungui gave him an angry glance, "You used to be in Kunlun Sect, so you used to do this kind of thing?"

Hearing this, Jiang Shaocai's expression immediately turned serious. Mu Yun thought he wanted to say that he was rigorous in his studies and never skipped class, but he said, "Of course not. I usually don't go to class."

Mu Yungui rolled his eyes and couldn't help laughing.

The imperial city is grand and tidy, the buildings on both sides are magnificent and simple, and the ground is clean without any dirt. Unlike Yunmengze’s ingenuity and the majestic Shaohua Mountain, there are few high-rise pavilions in the Imperial City, but the houses occupies a vast area, horizontal and vertical, and they have a majestic atmosphere. The strictly symmetrical palace is located in the white snow, like a holy city.

Most of the people wore white clothes, and Mu Yungui and Jiang Shaoci were mixed in it, and they didn't feel abrupt at all. At the time of the fair, the street was crowded with people and it was very lively. The two of them walked aimlessly on the street. Mu Yungui kept looking around and exclaimed: "There are so many people in the Imperial City. Normally, there are so many people. It's surprisingly quiet, I thought there were not many residents here."

"How is it possible." Jiang Shaocai said, "Now that the Kunlun Sect is destroyed, the Imperial City is truly the largest city in the fairy world. The northern border is sparsely populated, but 80% of the people live in the Imperial City, regardless of the area and population size. , Are very impressive."

Yanjia is in the Qing clan community, naturally cold and not popular, but once left the residences of those high officials and nobles, the Imperial City is still warm and busy. Mu Yun returned to live in the Imperial City for almost half a month. In fact, this was the first time she went out. Jiang Shaoci had been to the North before, but he came and went in a hurry. After visiting the Imperial City.

The two of them were walking down the street, and they were surprised to see everything. It just so happened that Mu Yungui hadn't eaten breakfast, so the two of them bought something new and tasted it, but half a street of Mu Yungui was full.

Jiang Shaocai looked at the various snacks on both sides, and sighed: "I thought there was no hot food in the north, so there are."

These days their food is delivered from the palace, everything is exquisite and elegant, but it is really not like food for people. After waiting for the well-regulated court, can you feel the delicacy of the world.

The master is in the folk, no matter where it is used, it is true.

Mu Yungui was full, and after wandering around for a whole morning, his mood was almost relieved, so he said to Jiang Shaocai: "Let's go back."

Jiang Shaocai casually said, "Anyway, I can't make the morning class when I go back, so what's the hurry?"

"But there is still in the afternoon. It's still too late to prepare."

"That's what's wrong with you." Jiang Shaocai said to Mu Yungui solemnly, "You skipped the morning class, but went to the afternoon on time. If it reaches the masters' ears, wouldn't it be possible to separate their feelings? For you? The most important thing is to treat them equally, you can’t destroy their peer relations, you just don’t go."

Jiang Shaocai is always like this, and it is very logical. Mu Yungui snorted lightly, too lazy to talk to him. The two of them turned a street, and suddenly saw a group of soldiers parked at the opposite street, as if they were interrogating. Jiang Shaocai immediately turned around, but Mu Yungui could not stop in time and almost ran into him.

Jiang Shaocai stretched out his hand to support her arm, and said in a low voice, "Don't move."

Mu Yungui stiffened and did not dare to move. As a result, her face was extremely close to Jiang Shaoci's chest, as if she was standing in his arms. Jiang Shaocai leaned over, picked up a mask from the stall next to him, bowed his head and pressed it on Mu Yungui's face.

Mu Yungui raised his head slightly, and watched Jiang Shaocai's cheeks approach with his own eyes, and the breath seemed to hit her face. Mu Yungui was stunned, and her cheeks went cold at this time, and a mask was put on her face.

Jiang Shaoci moved his eyelashes slightly, wrapped his arms behind him, and quickly knotted the mask. The mask cut off most of the sense of touch, and even Mu Yungui's senses became dull. There seemed to be only Jiang Shaocai's eyebrows, tall and narrow nose, and a slightly cold face in his eyes.

However, his eyes were calm and serious, and his dark eyes looked at her intently, as if the most important thing in the world was to put a mask on her.

Mu Yungui blinked, then slowly reacted, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"There is someone in front." Jiang Shaocai finished, his slender fingers were already tied. The patrolling soldiers gradually approached, Jiang Shaocai took no rush, so naturally he pulled a mask from the stall and put it on his face.

The patrolling soldiers were right behind, and Jiang Shao calmly stood at the stall to choose, as if he could not find the one he liked, he paid the bill, took Mu Yun back, and passed them by.

Mu Yungui's shoulders froze when he did this kind of thing for the first time. Jiang Shaocai walked behind the patrolling soldiers and immediately changed a road, crossing the lanes left and right, miraculously bypassing everyone and leaving the encirclement.

After walking away, Mu Yungui dared to look back. She found that those people hadn't noticed, and she let out a long sigh of relief. Jiang Shaocai looked calm and composed, and asked, "Where do you want to go next?"

It was thrilling, but he didn't seem to be nervous, and he still wanted to go shopping. Mu Yungui glanced at him, his mind and mental qualities were really good, and he deserved to be able to use his real name to enroll in the enemy's school.

But Mu Yungui thought for a while, and he really remembered a place: "I want to visit the former Mu's house."

Yanjia’s chronicle is very detailed, and it records Makino’s original residence. Mu Yungui had expected that the house might have been resold, but when he went, the house was still there.

Mu Yungui stood outside the wall and looked at the house where there was no one living all the year round, and the door was cold and dusty. He was very surprised: "This house was where Muye's wife and his family lived when she was alive. It's more than a thousand years. Things happened before. For a thousand years, enough wood will rot into ashes. Unexpectedly, this small courtyard is much better maintained than I thought."

Jiang Shaocai looked at the empty wall and said, "It's rare to come here. Go in and take a look."

Mu Yungui sighed: "We don't have the key, I'm afraid we can't get in."

Jiang Shaoci stretched out his hand, and when he approached a certain distance, the wall suddenly bounced to restrain him. When Mu Yungui saw the familiar light, his eyes widened in surprise.

Just as Jiang Shaocai guessed, he retracted his hand and said, "This is a restriction set by your mother, and it should be similar to yours. Come and try."

Mu Yungui suddenly understood why this small yard, located in a slum area, could exist safely for so long. It's not luck, but Muji's meticulous care. Later, Mu Jia disappeared, and Mu Ce sees that there is a restriction set by Mu Jia himself, and he also keeps it.

Mu Yungui grew up next to her mother and was familiar with her mother's handwriting. After a few attempts, she released the prohibition. The two opened the door and walked into the small courtyard. This is a very simple civilian residence. There are three houses on the front with patches on the windows. One is a kitchen on both sides, the other is a wing, and the inverted house is filled with sundries. The ground has not been swept for a long time, and there is thick snow that creaks when stepping on it.

When Jiang Shaocai saw that the walls were clean and there were no weeds left, he guessed that someone was maintaining the yard. The consequences would come when he came in. Although there is no one living here, it is cleaned regularly, so it is still clean.

Mu Yun returned to the house. The house was very simple and rudimentary, and it was far from the gorgeous style of his family, but Mu Yungui saw a lot of life-like things. She walked to a wooden frame and saw small toys such as rattles, shadow puppets, and wooden horses.

Mu Yungui picked up the rattle and tried to turn it around. The sound of the drums is dull and no longer crisp, but from the polished handles, one can still see the care of parents when they made toys for their children. Mu Yungui put down his things and sighed for a long time.

The mother took the house back to her own hands and spent a lot of effort to collect the toys. Is she trying to make up for her childhood deficiencies? Mu Jia was born in Yan's family, and she followed Yan Yao since she was a child, leading the life of a vice lady that everyone envied. She lacks nothing but the love of her parents.

She should be very envious of the toys made by the Muye couple for Muwei. So when I arrived at Tianjue Island, even though Mujia was seriously ill, she still insisted on personally teaching Mu Yungui, and most of Mu Yungui's books and toys were made by himself.

When Mu Yungui was flipping through things, Jiang Shaocai stood at the door, waiting for her quietly. Mu Yungui gently shook the rattle and asked, "Have you played these when you were a kid?"

Jiang Shaocai thought about it seriously, and finally shook his head: "It's too long, I can't remember it."

"Why?"

Jiang Shaocai leaned on the door frame and said, "I was selected by the Kunlun Sect at the age of six to study art in the fairy gate. My parents are so well-known and profitable, and they don’t need me anymore. I will never go back, as far as they are concerned. Is the best."

"Have you been back?"

After a long time, a light voice came from the door: "I have gone back."

Mu Yungui lightly put down the rattle and put the toy in its original position. She walked to the door, looked at the white sky, and asked, "Where to go next?"

Jiang Shaocai looked into Mu Yungui's eyes, and said, "You have not had enough sleep recently. If you are sleepy, please sleep at ease."

Mu Yungui hesitated for a moment: "If we don't say goodbye for so long, will they misunderstand?"

"It's a misunderstanding." Jiang Shaocai said indifferently, "You only need to think about yourself, they are not important. Take a break when you are tired, it's rare to be clean, think about it next time, maybe what it is when."

Mu Yungui was quickly persuaded to find a bed inside. There are people who clean it all year round, and after picking up the dust removal formula and the tide removal formula, people can live normally.

As for their luggage, they have always carried them with them. Mu Yungui took out the dried quilt from the storage necklace. Jiang Shaoci dragged the corner of the quilt while regretting: "Changfu should have been brought, this kind of roughness obviously belongs to it."

Good deeds are not in Changfu's turn. Whenever there is rough work, I think of others. Mu Yungui quickly took care of the bed, and Jiang Shaocai waited for her to sleep well before going to another room to practice.

After Jiang Shao resigned and came to the North, the good news was that the old opponent had died, but the bad news was that the old opponent's son's cultivation base unexpectedly surpassed him. Jiang Shaocai is extremely upset, and has been very diligent in his practice recently. Buddha Yelian has only half a year to open. Looking at Mu Ce's posture, I guess I want to take this time to let Mu Yun return to the palace and stay in the north.

Jiang Shaocai didn't care, anyway, Mu Ce couldn't be the master of Mu Yun's return. Should he leave or stay, did Mu Ce have the final say? It just so happened that Jiang Shaocai also needed a place to stay. It was no secret that he was alive. The big movement of the collapse of Yin City would surely alarm his old friends. I am afraid that all the immortal realms are looking for him now. Jiang Shaoci is still a bit hesitating. With his current strength, let alone Ning Qingli, I am afraid that he will not even be able to beat Huan Zhiyuan.

He needs a stable environment to improve his cultivation. The northern border is a place where birds do not **** and are isolated from the world.

Mu Yungui needs to change his cultivation method and get on the right track as soon as possible, and Jiang Shaocai also needs to accumulate strength. Except for the Northern Territory, I am afraid that no one has the ability and the courage to take in both of them at the same time.

Not long after Jiang Shaoci practiced, there was a slight noise outside. He put down his hand and raised his eyebrows irritably: "It's really boring."

In the imperial city, Mu Ce would not really lose the movement of Mu Yungui and Jiang Shaoci. Jiang Shaocai thought that Mu Ce could bear it for a while, but as a result, he couldn't hold his breath so soon.

Jiang Shaocai opened the door and closed the door silently. Mu Ce stood in the courtyard, looking at him coldly, "What do you want to do?"

Tolerating Jiang Shaocai staying in Yanjia is already Mu Ce's bottom line. As a result, Jiang Shaocai dare to hold Mu Yun back to school for truant? Mu Ce was furious, and Nianzai Muyun returned, trying to lower his voice.

Jiang Shaocai's look at Mu Ce was also unpleasant. Thankfully, now the head of the Northern Territory is no longer Mu Jing, and it's not so embarrassing to face each other. Otherwise, Jiang Shaocai really couldn't control himself not to do it.

Jiang Shaocai said: "She is a person, not a tool for you to realize your ideas. Is it okay for you to arrange her courses so tightly for her?"

Mu Ce coldly curled the corners of his lips, and said sarcastically, "If you remove the swordsmanship, it will be just right."

"Stupid." Jiang Shaocai said tit-for-tat, coldly, "Swordsmanship really allows her to protect herself. Your exercises do run away quickly, but do you plan to let her be a deserter for the rest of your life?"

This sentence was undoubtedly insinuating Mu Jing, Mu Cehan raised his hand with a face, and slapped Jiang Shaocai heavily. If Jiang Shaoci goes out of the way, this chapter is bound to fall on the house behind. When the house collapses, Mu Yungui will be awakened.

Jiang Shaocai didn't hide, but raised his hand to catch the trick. The black magic energy burst out suddenly, blocking the blue cold light on the opposite side. The blue mana is pure and domineering, and its light is far superior to the magic energy, like a regular army that drives straight in, and the magic energy is like a warrior. Although it is weak, it is omnipresent in the cold light, slowly devouring it, unexpectedly It also made the powerful blue mana unable to move forward.

The two sides stood in a stalemate for a moment and suddenly dissipated. Mu Ce looked at Jiang Shaocai with a sneer on his lips: "Jiang Ziyu, what else do you have to say now?"