"The fate between you and me as master and apprentice is over, today, you can go down the mountain..."

In the ancestral hall of the patriarch, the white-haired old man in sackcloth sat cross-legged opposite the young boy in Tsing Yi, with a smile on his face, full of relief.

He taught Murong Bai for three years.

In the first year, teach Excalibur to control thunder.

In the second year, teach to kill ghosts and gods.

In the third year, he pointed out all the key points of practice in Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao.

Three years later, Murong Bai's performance made Wan Jianyi very satisfied.

Mastering all the two major sword arts, although there are still many flaws in the operation of power, it is especially inappropriate at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

What's more, in addition to practicing swords, he has broken his body to the eighth level of Jade Qing Realm, which is really amazing.

He didn't know that Murong Bai's performance in the past three years was just a deliberate disguise.

In fact, in three years, with the help of Wan Jianyi's teaching, Murong Bai's practice of the Divine Sword Yu Lei Zhen Jue and Slaying Ghosts and Gods Zhen Jue has reached the point of great success.

Thanks to Wan Jianyi's instructions in his entire body, he avoided many detours. During the day after day of meditation and training, he steadily entered the ninth level of the Shangqing Realm, which can already be regarded as the Shangqing Realm The environment is complete.

As long as the opportunity comes, you can enter the Taiqing Realm.

And entering the Taiqing Realm means that Murong Baihun has refined Taixu, and thus he has achieved the primordial spirit.

The sage Confucius once said that three people must have our teacher.

Xuehai Wuya, don't say that Wan Jianyi's outstanding demeanor is enough to make people heartbroken, just say that he has received so many benefits from Wan Jianyi in the past three years, Murong Bai has long since convincingly called out to him, teacher.

At this time, although Wan Jianyi finally allowed him to leave, it was something Murong Bai had been thinking about for a long time, but in Murong Bai's heart, he couldn't help feeling a little sentimental.

"I……"

He was about to speak, but Wan Jianyi seemed to have guessed what Murong Bai was thinking, he smiled and waved his hands, and said, "Don't act like a little girl, if you miss me, won't you come over to this patriarch's ancestral hall at any time?"

"Your cultivation base has reached the ninth level of the Jade Clear Realm. Afterwards, it is useless to retreat and practice hard. It should be the right way to go to the land of Shenzhou to find opportunities for breakthrough."

Wan Jian smiled and said, "Besides, four years later is this year's Qimai Martial Arts Competition, don't you want to go back for the leader of Fenghui Peak?"

Hearing this, Murong Bai could only smile wryly, so he didn't say much more, after bowing solemnly to Wan Jianyi, he tidied up a bit and prepared to return to Fenghui Peak.

However, before leaving, Wan Jianyi called Murong Bai to him again, and after struggling for a while, he still said to Murong Bai, "You are leaving this time, the real art of killing ghosts and gods, unless you live or die. Otherwise, you must not use it lightly, and you must not tell others about my name and identity, just say that you have cultivated under Daoxuan's guidance for the past five years..."

Wan Jianyi's life and death involved a huge scandal in Qingyun Sect a hundred years ago.

So Murong Bai could understand the reason why Wan Jianyi made such an order to him, so he didn't ask Wan Jianyi why he made such an arrangement on purpose. , left this ancestral hall where I have lived for five full years...

Fenghui Peak is more than ten thousand feet high, straight into the sky.

Around the mountain peak, there is a strong wind all the year round, forming a formation of its own, which is difficult for ordinary people to approach.

Today, suddenly there was a cyan sword light flying from the direction of Changmen Tongtian Peak, cutting through the sea of ​​wind, carrying a cyan figure, and falling into Fenghui Peak.

Because Fenghui Peak is within the Great Formation of Qingyun Sect, the sword light that can fly here can only be the disciples of Qingyun Sect's own family.

Therefore, facing this strange cyan sword light, the expressions of the disciples of Fenghui Peak on the mountain did not change much, but there was a bit of envy and curiosity in their eyes.

"With such a piercing sword light and rainbow light, I don't know which senior brother from Nagato has arrived?"

"Or, is it some elder who came to visit my friends at Fenghui Peak?"

Everyone had a guess in their hearts, until the bell in the main hall of Fenghui Peak rang, and the head elder Zeng Shuchang appeared in it, and after announcing the news of Murong Bai's return to all the disciples in the peak, everyone finally knew that what happened just now A ray of sword light belonged to his own Shaofeng Master, Zeng Shushu.

"Looking at the speed at which the young master is flying with the sword just now, he has at least a high-level Jade Qing Realm, right?"

"Even the elders and deacons in our peak don't have such a high level of cultivation in the Jade Qing Realm!"

"With the leadership of the young master, it is not impossible for my reputation in Fenghui Peak to overshadow other branches!"

The hearts of more than a hundred elders and disciples in the whole peak have been disturbed by Murong Bai's return.

Cultivation is difficult, everyone knows this.

But Murong Bai has only practiced for more than ten years, and he has reached a height that other people have not been able to reach after a sixty years of practice, so people have to sigh his outstanding talent.

Those who were older and better informed even remembered the name that had become a taboo in the sect a hundred years ago, and the genius in the sword who was dressed in white.

They seem to have seen the shadow of that person in Murong Bai, and they are expecting that Murong Bai can bring Feng back to the peak lineage, and then he will shine in the Qingyun sect, and even in the whole world.

Of course, what these people thought didn't make any sense to the reunited Zeng Shuchang's family.

Uncle Zeng looked at the big bell at the top of the peak, and after sharing his joy with all the disciples in the peak, he brought Murong Bai back home, only his husband and wife and Murong Bai had a family banquet and shared their sorrows.

After hearing about Murong Bai's experience in the ancestor's ancestral hall in the past few years, Mrs. Zeng's eyes became moist, she choked up slightly, gently stroked Murong Bai's cheek, and said kindly, "My son has suffered."

The son is the heart and soul of the mother.

Even though Mrs. Zeng has a high level of cultivation and a long lifespan, in terms of missing her son, she is no different from an ordinary mother.

Chapter 520 Visit

Chapter 520

Seeing Madam Zeng's appearance at this time, Murong Bai was afraid that the atmosphere in the venue would cause Madam Zeng's heart to be sentimental, which would ultimately be unhealthy for her.

So pretending to be proud, he said to Zeng Shuchang and his wife, "My generation of practitioners retreats for ten or twenty years, and five years is nothing?"

"Besides, there is also the master master who teaches me to practice from time to time. In the past five years, my child has made a lot of progress..."

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, it is the time of youthful spirit.

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