Kong Kong screamed excitedly from a leaning pine tree hanging on the cliff wall. He grabbed the trunk with one hand and hung his whole body in mid-air, like a monkey. Then he jumped suddenly and landed firmly on the branch.
, not at all like the skills a seven or eight-year-old child should have.
Mu Yu's face was pale. He looked at the waterfall at his feet, feeling dizzy and almost unsteady on his feet. His chest kept rising and falling, forcing himself not to look away from below. He was panicking. At this moment, even if he wanted to practice Luochen
It's also impossible to think about it because he couldn't calm down at all.
I'm afraid he is the only one in the world of cultivation who is afraid of heights, right?
Mu Yu squatted down and grabbed the flying sword at his feet, which made him feel more secure. His mouth was dry and his vision was a little dim. He would definitely be broken into pieces if he fell from such a height. He took a deep breath, but his body kept shaking.
With.
"Everyone will definitely laugh to death if this word spreads. A cultivator dare not fly to an altitude of fifty meters, haha!"
Kongkong danced around and laughed at Muyu unscrupulously. He and Miaomiao learned the steps of Luochen and restlessly jumped around on the cliff wall all day long. They were not afraid of heights at all. One of their favorite things was
To laugh at Mu Yu's fear of heights.
"Shut up, or I'll catch you in the air and throw you down! I'll see how you use the dust-falling footwork if you don't have any leverage!"
Mu Yu descended about ten meters to make himself feel better. He often comes here to practice flying recently. He wants to fly higher to overcome his fear of heights. As a cultivator, it is really ridiculous to be afraid of heights.
Mu Yu was not afraid of others laughing at him, he just didn't want to hear Lan Ling'er say to him arrogantly, "Second Senior Brother is not afraid of heights."
The second senior brother is not afraid of heights, so he can't be afraid of heights either. He has to stand at the second senior brother's height, so that Lan Ling'er may change his view of himself.
Now the communication between the two is very subtle, and the quarrels are no longer so frequent. Lan Ling'er will occasionally use the second senior brother to criticize him, but he no longer speaks ill of the second senior brother. This makes Lan Ling'er's attitude towards him
A little better.
"Adapt slowly, adapt slowly."
Mu Yu cheered himself up. It takes time to adapt to a height. He has been able to adapt to an altitude of more than forty meters. This is a significant improvement compared to the previous few months. He can naturally look far away from high places.
You can see the scenery everywhere, but you can't directly look at the scene below your feet.
In fact, sometimes he would think that even if he could fly, he would still control the flying sword to catch him even if he fell. But whenever he flew high, he would forget that he could control the flying sword, and his brain would move very slowly.
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"Brother, you are laughing at Senior Brother Mu Yu again. How can you give me the dignity of being a sister?" Miaomiao fell down from somewhere and stood on another tree on the cliff wall, pointing at Kong Konghentie.
He said indifferently.
"Sister, where did you go to make trouble again? You said you would follow your brother's footsteps." Kong Kong was never careless about the issue of address, and no one was willing to suffer.
Miaomiao ignored Kongkong and shouted to Mu Yu: "Senior Brother Mu Yu, master asked us to go back and said there is something important."
Mu Yu raised his head, a little puzzled. Master never asked them to go back while they were practicing. If there was anything important, he would only say it during meals or when they were enjoying the cool air at Luochenya at night. Why would he say it at this time?
"You won't play tricks on me, right?" Mu Yu thought Miaomiao was here to disturb his practice.
"Why don't you believe what I say just like Xiang Nan? When have I ever lied?" Miaomiao put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "You're not practicing, what am I kidding you about?"
Thinking about it, these two idle kids never dared to use Master as an excuse when they disturbed their cultivation. They would only throw stones or yell, or dance all kinds of weird dances. Kong Kong even
Running naked will affect other people. Last time, Mu Yu laughed until his stomach hurt. Even the senior brother would have no choice but to admit that he was defeated by Kong Kong. With the improvement of everyone's cultivation, the two of them will not be affected at all.
Someone else.
Kongkong and Miaomiao jumped onto Muyu's sword. It was a bit crowded for three people to stand with a flying sword, but they were used to it. Muyu flew slowly to the cliff wall, regardless of Kongkong's loud protest about his flying speed.
, he still flies up along the cliff wall in his own way. If he leans against the cliff wall, Mu Yu will feel better.
Master was already sitting on a chair in the yard, and everyone rushed over one after another. Chengyan brought Xiangnan here by the way. Xiangnan didn't believe Miaomiao's words and thought she was joking, so Chengyan ran over there specially.
.Everyone is curious as to why Master would summon everyone at this time. This is unprecedented.
"I called you here because a big event happened in the world of cultivation." Feng Haochen didn't seem to like this matter. He never interfered in the affairs of the world of cultivation, but as the leader of a sect, something happened in the world of cultivation.
He had to pay attention to anything.
"Don't major events in the world of cultivation have nothing to do with our Luochen Sect?" Lan Ling'er asked.
"A mortal saw the Yumeng demon tribe while hunting in the mountains, so this has something to do with all cultivators." Feng Haochen said slowly.
Yumon Demon Clan?
Everyone's expressions changed slightly. They had all heard of the Yumon Demon Clan. The Yumon Demon Clan was famous for their ferocity. They were the natural enemies of human beings. They specifically aimed at wiping out human beings. Their killing methods were extremely cruel, especially for mortals.
The opponents of the Mongolian Demon Clan, even the cultivators, may not be able to defeat the Yumon Demon Clan.
Mu Yu's expression was even weirder. Yumeng Demon Clan was the word he least wanted to hear. He still didn't know what his relationship was with the Yumeng Demon Clan. He could control trees and Mu Yumeng Demon Clan's abilities.
It's exactly the same, but he keeps avoiding this fact.
"Master, haven't we seen the Yumeng Demon Tribe in decades? I thought they were extinct." Xiangnan asked, rubbing his head. Xiangnan had heard his parents say before that his great-grandfather was killed by the Yumeng Demon Tribe.
His family was killed, but his grandfather managed to escape death.
"In short, the Yomon Demon Clan has appeared again. This matter should not be underestimated. The mortal was frightened out of his heart and did not dare to go in again. Regardless of whether it is true or not, everyone will investigate the matter about the Yomon Demon Clan.
Therefore, Master Qingsong sent an invitation to each sect, asking each sect to send two outstanding disciples to investigate. Naturally, we cannot shirk it." Feng Haochen said.
"Master, sister Miaomiao and I are going together!" Kongkong couldn't wait to jump up and down.
"Yes, yes, brother Kongkong and I also want to see what the Yumeng Demon Clan looks like." Miaomiao excitedly raised her braids. The two of them were afraid that the world would not be in chaos, and how could the Yumeng Demon Clan be frightened?
Live them.
Feng Haochen was quite helpless: "I would like to send you two out so that your ears can be clean for a while."
"Master, who do you want me to go with?" Cheng Yan made sense. Since this matter cannot be avoided, he must be involved. As the senior brother, he must participate. At the same time, with him around, others will be less in danger.
Everyone, you look at me and I look at you, you don’t know the master’s arrangements. In fact, it’s more reassuring to find two people with high cultivation level. The situation of the Yumeng Demon Clan is still uncertain. In case of an accident, it’s natural to find two people with high cultivation level.
The possibility of escape is greater, so I'm afraid only Xiang Nan and Chengyan can do it.
"You and Mu Yu go together!" Feng Haochen said unexpectedly.
Mu Yu was a little surprised. His cultivation was at the bottom among his brothers. He didn't understand why the master asked him to go. The master knew that Mu Yu had the ability to control wood, but others didn't know. Is it because of this? Although Mu Yu
He is curious about the Yumon Demon Clan, but he does not want to come into contact with the Yumon Demon Clan. He is afraid that one day he will find out that he is inextricably involved with the Yumon Demon Clan. At that time, he does not know how to view his own abilities.
"Ling'er and Xiangnan have arrived at the ninth level of foundation building. You two stay here to practice and strive to break through the golden elixir stage!" Uncle An said from the side without any doubt.
Everyone couldn't say anything about this arrangement. Xiang Nan secretly stuck out his tongue. He was still a little regretful that he couldn't go out for a walk, but he didn't dare to show it in front of Uncle An. Lan Ling'er didn't say a word, she didn't want to
Going out, she has been obsessed with practicing recently and wants to break through the golden elixir stage as soon as possible.
"You two, come with me tomorrow morning. Let's go to Qingsong Sect." Feng Haochen said.
"Master is going too? Then why will master come back?" Kongkong asked quickly when he heard that master was leaving. What he was concerned about was not where master was going, but when master would leave, because once master left, it meant that they would have to eat safely again.
My uncle cooked the food.
Feng Haochen naturally knew the implication of Kong Kong's words, and he smiled: "This trip to Qingsong Sect is also for the competition to select disciples next year. Qingsong Taoist has brought this matter forward, hoping to find out the abilities of each sect's disciples through the competition.
, to see if they are qualified to inquire about the Yumon Demon Clan, so it will take about three or four days! As for the two of them, it depends on the situation."
Three or four days! Kongkong and Miaomiao wanted to cry, but Uncle An was beside them. They winked and rolled their eyes, not wanting their master to leave.
Each sect will send its disciples to the Qingsong Sect for competition in January every year, and the order of selection of disciples by the school in September will be determined according to the order of results in the competition. In the past, Feng Haochen from the Luochen Sect went alone, just for a formality, without bringing anyone with him.
The disciples went to compete, so they always came in at the bottom. This time, he didn't think about asking his disciples to participate, because his method of recruiting disciples was unusual, and Mu Yu was the first one he picked from the academy.
"That's it!"
Lan Ling'er and Xiang Nan's expressions were not good-looking either. They began to be jealous of their senior brother and Mu Yu because they no longer had to taste Uncle An's craftsmanship. Mu Yu was also a little happy, having swept away some of the negative emotions towards the Yumon Demon Clan.
And Guang, being able to go out means that he doesn't have to worry about Uncle An's food causing him to go on a hunger strike.
"You two go pack your things. I'm afraid it will take a while before you can come back after going out this time." Feng Haochen said.
Mu Yu and Cheng Yan nodded and ran back to the room gloating about their misfortune. The others were glared at by Uncle An and hurriedly ran to practice. Kong Kong and Miaomiao cursed and climbed over the wall and went out. They didn't know where they went to be naughty.