At the top of the mountain, looking at the figure like a spirit snake, Beiming was stunned, pulled down a handful of beard and didn't know: "this... This is the same as the world, but this kind of flexible same as the world, I've only seen in my life!"

Mu Qingxiao nodded with satisfaction. Naturally, beimingzi didn't know that martial arts can be integrated and improved at a certain level.

With the its light, with the its dust, Zhanxi is like or exists. Cultivating with the light and dust to a certain level can achieve effect of the shape shifting and transposition, but this effect is only limited to straight line.

Mu Qing Xiao merged the nine spiral images of the nine Yin Manual of the classics and merged with the same light and dust. The new step was born, and at the same time, when shifting and changing, it became more flexible.

The spiral nine shadows make up for the rigid straight line and the speed of the spiral nine shadows.

While Beiming's eyes were staring, the outcome had been determined below. Once the hundred step flying sword imitated by Xiaomeng lost its target, it would be like a headless fly and could only stop.

Although it was only a few seconds, it was only a moment for the master level friars. At this moment, Xiaoyi's wooden sword had been put on her white neck.

If Mu Qingxiao hadn't improved along with others, Xiaoyi would have lost when Xiaomeng imitated Baibu flying sword.

The battle was over, but it took only a few breaths, but the surrounding disciples didn't even dare to breathe. They were stunned and looked at the wooden sword on Xiaomeng's neck, one by one.

Mu Qingxiao turned around and smiled at beimingzi and said, "beimingzi elder, accept."

Beimingzi looked at the following scene and was stunned. His proud disciple actually lost. He missed a move in chess. His complex emotion finally turned into a long sigh.

"Xiaomeng lost. I'm convinced."

"In that case, please take me to get the sword, master beimingzi."

"Naturally, your highness, please follow me." as soon as the words fell, beimingzi turned into a residual shadow and went to the top Pavilion of Tianzong.

A few seconds later, when he came to the gate of the pavilion, he found mu Qingxiao standing in front of the door, with a bitter smile on his face. He was really a famous teacher and a good apprentice.

"Squeak!"

Push open the wooden door of the attic. The space is not small. Weapon racks are placed around. Weapons and all kinds of swords are placed. Although they are not as powerful as famous weapons, they can not be underestimated.

When he came to the attic, mu Qingxiao just glanced at the weapon rack, then followed beimingzi and walked to the inside of the pavilion.

When I came to the innermost part of the attic, a stone door was blocked in front of me. The stone door can have clear lines. I can't see anything from the surface, but the internal structure is extremely complex.

"Master beimingzi, this door is integrated with mechanism art?"

"Your Royal Highness is really knowledgeable. I went to the Mohist mechanism city to get this stone gate and finally put it here as the gate of Tianzong ancestral hall."

Beimingzi looked at Qingxiao in surprise. Unexpectedly, the prince in front knew so much at his young age, but he was relieved to think of his terrible cultivation.

"Dong, Ka, Ka, Ka...!"

Beimingzi pressed his hands on the left and right sides of the stone gate at the same time. When there was a sound of unlocking inside, then there was a dull chain sound, and the stone gate slowly rose.

When the stone gate was opened, mu Qingxiao took a smoke from the corner of his mouth. The stone gate with a diameter of half a meter was made of special material, hard, such as iron. I'm afraid the master's cultivation can only shake a penny with a single blow, let alone enter the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is not big. It has a space of about 30 square meters. There are long lights on the walls around it. The line of sight is very bright.

At the end of the ancestral hall, there is a statue. The statue is an old man. At the chest of the statue, there is a luxurious long sword.

I saw beimingzi kneeling on his knees... Seeing beimingzi's respectful appearance, I must be the ancestor of Taoism, Lao Tzu of Taoism.

After beimingzi's defeat, he respectfully held up the long sword with both hands, then raised it over his head, saluted again, then turned around and handed the long sword to Mu Qingxiao: "the famous sword Qiuli, I hope it can be carried forward in the hands of little girl Yi."

When mu Qingxiao took the long sword, a smile came up at the corners of his mouth: "the famous sword has spirit and can be used by my wife. I don't know it's a blessing you've repaired for several generations."

Hearing mu Qingxiao's words, the smile on beimingzi's face solidified instantly, and the old muscles on his face twitched constantly.

Qiu Li, the famous sword, wants to get it in his dreams. Now he gives way. The boy actually speaks such shameless words. If he didn't know that his cultivation is terrible, beimingzi wants to throw it away with a big mouth.

The famous sword fell into the hands of the two little dolls. I don't know whether it is good or bad.

Aware of beimingzi's resentful eyes, mu Qingxiao put Qiuli into the storage space and said with a smile: "beimingzi, you can rest assured that Xiaoyi will not disgrace Qiuli's reputation."

Looking at the autumn Li that disappeared out of thin air, beimingzi's eyes were full of surprise. He couldn't help asking, "Your Royal Highness, is this the legendary art of heaven and earth in the sleeve?"

Mu Qingxiao heard the speech and naturally knew what the old man meant. He smiled and said, "it's almost the same principle, but there's a big difference. Others can't learn it."

Mu Qingxiao's words made Bei Mingzi's two Zhangs confused and kept thinking about the meaning of this sentence.

After obtaining Qiuli, naturally there is no need to stay in Tianzong.

When mu Qingxiao came to the lake, the disciples of Tianzong had almost dispersed, and Xiaomeng had left, but there was a blue haired boy beside Xiaoyi.

The young man looks sunny and confident, and speaks very cheerful. He has short blue hair, half ring silver water pattern headdress on his hair, blue eyes, silver pattern on his forehead and fundus.

According to Mu Qingxiao's memory, the boy in front of him is Xiaoling who broke into the yin-yang family to find Xiaoyi in the plot.

"Xiao Yi, we should leave."

As soon as the words fell, xiaoyimei glanced at Xiaoling, went straight to Mu Qingxiao, and then disappeared into a pair of lost blue eyes.

White horse walked on the rugged mountain road outside Tianzong. Mu Qingxiao took Qiuli out of the storage space and handed it to Xiaoyi. At the same time, he smiled and asked, "do you like the famous sword with the beauty?"

Looking at the luxurious long sword in front of her, Xiaoyi took it, then carefully held it in her arms and turned around. Her beautiful eyes were shining and moving.

The white horse moved forward independently. Mu Qingxiao put his left hand around her slender waist, raised her white veil with his right hand, bowed his head and gently kissed her tender pink lips.

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PS: brothers and sisters, this is today