Text_One thousand two hundred and eighty-one chapter five(2/2)
That mural is carved in the center of the hall.
But at this moment, Mu Yun looked at the mural from the front and saw that it was a simple landscape painting, completely different from just now.
"impossible……"
But when Mu Yun looked at the mural, he became more and more confused. This shouldn't be the case.
Slowly, Mu Yun lowered his head and guessed, and it suddenly became clear.
Quickly walking to the side of the main hall and reaching the wall, Mu Yun looked at the mural again and saw that it had indeed changed.
He turned into a person and used a set of sword techniques.
Seeing this scene, Mu Yun took out the Youyu Sword in his hand and spread it out one after another.
In about half a day, a set of sword techniques was divided into seven styles. Mu Yun roughly figured out the way of sword techniques.
With a wave of his hand, the Youyu Sword was launched.
Mu Yun immediately took steps and came to the center.
Standing in front of the stone wall, Mu Yun once again performed the seven sword moves.
A set of sword techniques, Mu Yun just mastered the sword style for a while, but naturally he did not control the real artistic conception.
However, when the Seven Moves Sword Style was completed, suddenly, a ray of light shot out directly from the wallpaper.
The second way, the third way...
Seven rays of light shone on the position where Mu Yun stood.
It just forms a connected five-pointed star, and in the center of the five-pointed star, where Mu Yun is, two points shine on the soles of Mu Yun's feet.
Seeing this, Mu Yun was suddenly startled.
When those two points of light shone down, he could feel the breath rising.
A stream of unique breath was introduced to the soles of his feet, traveling along the meridians from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai.
This feeling made Mu Yun feel that his body seemed to be sublimating.
However, this feeling did not last long. Suddenly, a ray of light rushed out from the mural and directly pulled Mu Yun's body into it.
As the world was spinning, Mu Yun's figure appeared among the beautiful mountains and clear waters.
The flowers are fragrant, the birds are singing, and the mountains and rivers are flowing.
Mu Yun looked around, but he was very cautious.
This can open up a space within a space, and at least only giants in the Da Luo Jinxian realm can do it.
It's just that who would have nothing to do and open up a space here.
Mu Yun looked around, the Youyu Sword exuded a faint light, guarding against possible accidents anytime and anywhere.
This space is not that big. The few small mountains are only a hundred meters high, and the trees are only a dozen meters high.
There were mountains, water, flowers and grass. As Mu Yun was walking, he came to a small thatched house.
There are only three thatched houses, one in each room, very spacious, and one on each side.
And in front of each of the three thatched houses, there is a sign.
There is a big flag erected in the middle, and the flag has the word "mu" written on it!
The one on the left is a long sword, carved on a sign, randomly inserted into the ground in front of the door.
On the right is a long flag, but the long flag is hung with a colorful ribbon, with colorful colors and a faint fragrance.
Seeing this scene, Mu Yun tightened his right hand on the sword and relaxed.
Before my eyes, a scene from the past seemed to come back.
At that time, he, Lu Qingfeng, and Ye Xueqi were all in the Thirty-Three Heavens Sword Sect.
At that time, the three of them, brother and sister, practiced swordsmanship and learned skills together, and had a great time.
The three of them once discussed their future lives.
Lu Qingfeng once said that he just wanted to retreat to the mountains and forests and become a swordsman who left endless legends.
Mu Yun said that what he wanted was to rebuke Fang Qiu, unify the fairy world, and have thousands of people worship him wherever the flag passed.
At that time, Lu Qingfeng jokingly said that when the time comes, a large flag will be erected for him in his retreat place, with the word "shepherd" engraved on it, and he hopes his men will not demolish his thatched house!
I once joked about it, and I still remember it vividly.
Now, seeing the scene that seemed haunting him, Mu Yun was speechless and choked for a moment.
Is this place left by senior brother?
Mu Yun clenched his hands and took one step forward, arriving in front of the thatched cottage.
What's inside?
Chapter completed!