After pondering for a few times, he got up and walked out of the secret room, the sword light soared into the sky, and soon came to a cliff in the sect.

On a rock protruding from the cliff towards the void, a figure sat upright, straight as a sword.

There is no imposing manner, and the clothes are extremely simple, looking like an ordinary person.

But this person is also famous in the entire Kyushu.

Beixuan Sword Sect, contemporary sword master, Mu Suifeng!

His age may not be the oldest group at the level of the Divine Sea Realm, and his qualifications are not the oldest group, but he is the most terrifying group of people to kill.

No one, but dare to underestimate his killing.

Mu Qingyun stepped up behind him and saluted respectfully.

"What's up?"

Mu Suifeng didn't look back, but asked softly.

"Master, this disciple has encountered a strange thing."

"Let's hear it." Mu Suifeng knew the character of his disciple, and it must be unusual for him to call it a miracle.

Beixuan Sword Sect, in front of the cliff, following Mu Qingyun's narration, Mu Suifeng's closed eyes slowly opened, and a look of interest flashed in them, as if he had noticed something.

"Master, this matter is very strange. This disciple doesn't know how to make a choice, so please show me, Master." Mu Qingyun said.

"The sword cultivator acts according to his heart. Since he has a feeling in his heart, he will let nature take its course. You are not in a hurry to be promoted to the real lake."

"The disciple understands."

After Mu Qingyun retreated, Mu Suifeng sat still for a long time before raising his head to look up at the sky with deep eyes.

At the same time, on Wuya Island, a place by the sea, on a spiritual peak near the sea, Lan Ziyi, who was dressed in purple, was holding the golden spiritual stick in his hand, and the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a faint smile.

A soft whisper sounded: "Interesting."

Without too much hesitation, she put away the spiritual sign, and even stopped meditating and practicing, but walked out of her bedroom and went straight to the Tianji Hall on Wuya Island.

Compared to Mu Qingyun's full of doubts, she obviously realized something.

...

"Give this to me, how about you practice yourself?"

Back in Tiangu Lingdi, Lu Ye looked at Huaci in astonishment.

Not all of them are practicing, Huaci is not, so after Lu Ye came back, he found her very quickly.

To Lu Ye's surprise, Hua Ci directly took out two golden spirit sticks and handed them to him.

This time in Yunhe's hegemony, Hua Ci entered the top 300. Although the rewards were not so rich, there were two golden spirit lottery.

"As I said, my way of cultivation is different from normal people, and this thing is of little use to me."

It's not that it's useless, with the help of spiritual sticks, swallowing elixir, or swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, such as other monks' cultivation methods, Hua Ci can also improve his cultivation.

But the main purpose of her practice is not to improve her cultivation level. While improving her cultivation level, her own poison is her way of practice. JrNovels.com