Cangming’s experiences and experiences

On June 29, countless spiritual practitioners gathered outside Wancui Mountain.

They are all young spiritual practitioners from four cities and six countries, and there are many young talents who have become famous.

"It is indeed the day when Yaowang Valley comes out of the valley, so many young talents have come." A young man holding a paper fan looked around and sighed.

"My dear friend, you sound like you know many of these people." The man carrying a big knife next to him clenched his fist.

"Don't you dare." A look of complacency appeared on the face of the young man holding the fan. "I only know a little bit about it."

"My dear friend, I am humble. I am Shen Ming, who comes from the Southern Song Dynasty. I traveled here and heard that July 1st this year is the three-year harvest day of Yaowang Valley, so I came over to join in the fun."

"I'm here, Mu Yunwen."

"It turns out to be Brother Mu." The man with the big knife on his back clenched his fist. "I just came here for the first time. Although this place is lively, I can't see anything different. I just heard Brother Mu say that there are many young talents here, so I shamelessly let Li

Brother, give me some pointers."

"It's easy to talk." Mu Yunwen put away the folding fan and returned the gesture, then mysteriously pointed with the folding fan at a man in black clothes with a golden dragon pattern who was protected by guards not far away.

"Do you know who that person is?"

Mu Yunwen shook his head.

"That is the eldest prince of Nanling Kingdom. He studied under Ling Fengcheng, the number one master in the four cities and seven countries. Ling Xiaotian, who is only twenty-two years old this year but has already reached the peak of spiritual masters. This person is the number one among the younger generation today.

One person, it is said that he is one of the rare people with both fire and metal elements who has this talent."

Shen Ming tried his best to take a few more glances, and then he could barely see that Ling Xiaotian was fierce, like a sharp sword unsheathed. A few more glances actually made the snowy mountain in his Dantian tremble slightly.

"It's really awesome!"

"Look at the two people on the right again." Mu Yunwen's folding fan pointed in the direction of two men with outstanding temperament: "This man in green is a close disciple of the spiritual formation master You Xian. In the Song Dynasty, I heard that this man's spirit

The formation talent is extremely outstanding. He was able to set up a third-level spiritual formation at the age of ten. Now he is only sixteen years old and he is already a fifth-level spiritual formation master."

"And the man in white next to him in the Song Dynasty was the young master of the Nangong family, a descendant of the Nanming family. Nangong Liusha, I heard that this man was very good at calculations."

"Sure enough, they are like dragons and phoenixes among men!" Shen Ming looked at Song Shi and Song Shi with envy.

"And those are Young Master Ning and Miss Ning Fourth from the Lord's Mansion of Wancui City."

Mu Yunwen introduced them one by one, and actually took stock of all the spiritual practitioners with outstanding temperament. They looked like countless treasures.

Shen Ming was fascinated by what he heard. He turned around and saw a white sedan that stood out among the crowd. Mu Yunwen had not introduced it. The sedan chair was covered with white gauze, and you could barely see a slender man sitting in the sedan chair.

The figure. White crystals hung on the white gauze, which shone in the sunlight, looking particularly delicate. Next to the sedan chair stood two maids in white who were delicate in appearance but cold in temperament.

What made him most suspicious was that there was a young man who was bending down to greet the people in the sedan chair and saying something. However, Shen Ming found that the man's profile looked three-quarters like that of Ling Xiaotian.

"Brother Mu, who is in that sedan?"

Mu Yunwen followed Shen Ming's gaze, smiled inexplicably, then opened the folding fan with a clatter, and smiled proudly.

"The people in this sedan are no ordinary people."

"Brother Mu, stop showing off!"

"Ah ha ha ha ha!" Mu Yunwen smiled, suddenly lowered his voice, covered his face with a folding fan, leaned into Shen Ming's ear and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "This is this generation of saintess from Snow City in the far north!

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"hiss!"

Shen Ming took a breath!

"The Far North Snow City is also here?"

"No, there are countless talented people in these four cities and seven countries. I heard that the young master of Nanhai Haicheng is in retreat. It's a pity that I can't appreciate his style this time."

"Brother Mu is really well-informed!" Shen Ming was so impressed that he just held his hands in his hands, his eyes shining.

At this time, a group of people in black mysterious clothes with red dragon patterns embroidered on the hem came slowly. The group of people had a unique temperament and powerful spiritual power. None of them was below the level of a spiritual master. All the spiritual practitioners silently gave in.

The group of people soon reached the front, occupied a large space, and silently sat down cross-legged.

Among them, the one who led the world had a gentle and handsome appearance, and only had a pair of watery peach blossom eyes filled with evil spirit. His eyes glanced at the many spiritual practitioners, and many female spiritual practitioners took a breath and asked who this person was.

When Mu Yunwen saw this group of people, his heart tightened, and he never put down the folding fan in his hand, firmly covering half of his face, leaving only a pair of eyes staring at the group of people in black clothes.

"Hehe, I'm just more interested in the knowledge of this continent than ordinary people! If you are interested, I can give you something."

He took out a book from his arms and threw it to Shen Ming. Mu Yunwen wanted to run away. Unexpectedly, Shen Ming saw the book "Cangming Seeing and Hearing" written on it. He frowned and grabbed Mu Yunwen.

.

"Brother Mu, what is this? Which writer is this Cangming?"

"I wrote this! Just take a look. I have to go, see you another day!"

As he said that, Mu Yunwen felt a solid gaze staring at him, and he was startled. Mu Yunwen pushed Shen Ming away, covered his face with a folding fan, turned around and ran away.

"Hey, Brother Mu! Then how can I contact you in the future?"

Seeing that Mu Yunwen didn't hear anything, Shen Ming scratched his head and looked at the "Cangming Scenery and Hearings" in his hand.

"What a weirdo"

Here, as soon as Mu Yunwen got into the crowd, he was stopped by a man in black clothes embroidered with red dragon patterns.

"Mr. Mu Xiao, Mr. Mu Da invites you."

Seeing this, Mu Yunwen put away the folding fan in frustration and knocked the man on the head.

"What's the size? I'm too small! You Cangwei guys are all like my brother, with wooden fish heads! You can't even bend at all!"

"Mr. Mu Xiao taught me a lesson!" the man said respectfully.

"You're still shouting!" Mu Yunwen knocked on the fan again, "Why don't you lead the way!"

The man respectfully said yes, and then led Mu Yunwen to the group of men in black clothes. This Mu Yunwen was quite a talent, and he was showing off his power just now. When he arrived in front of the leading man with peach blossom eyes, he immediately changed his face and smiled flatteringly.

Hug that peach-eyed man.

"Brother! We haven't seen each other for half a month, I miss you so much!"

The man with peach blossom eyes, named Mu Liu, looked at his little brother hanging on his body without any change in his expression, and then narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly.

When Mu Yunwen saw his eldest brother narrowing his eyes, he quickly jumped off Mu Liu with both hands and feet, and obediently smoothed the wrinkles on Mu Liu's body, then obediently lowered his head and stood aside.

"You have known this for half a month."

Mu Liu's voice was extremely pleasant, with a hint of charm in the low tone, but his tone was straight and without any emotion. But even like this, Mu Yunwen was frightened and trembled.

"I know it was my fault for sneaking out this time! But, brother, you also know that I just like to enjoy the scenery outside, listen to gossip, and eat delicious food. It would be better for me to lock me up in the pavilion.

Kill me!"

"That's a good idea."

Mu Liu's peach blossom eyes glanced at Mu Yunwen's neck.

Mu Yunwen was so frightened that he shrank his neck and quickly opened his eyes and waved his hands wildly. This look did not have the elegant demeanor of the fan-wielding young man just now.

"Don't! Don't! Don't! Brother, I was wrong, I said the wrong thing! I didn't ask you to kill me."

Mu Yunwen doesn't care at all about his temperament and the fact that he can't eat or drink. His brother is a ruthless person. If he wants to kill him, he must be able to do it! He was broken when he was three years old.

His most beloved teacup was thrown into a dry well and locked up all night, and he almost died at the age of three. When he was ten years old, he said that if his brother were a woman, he would be a beauty in the world, so his eldest brother threw him into a snake's den to fend for himself.

Mie, fortunately he has been a spiritual practitioner for a long time, so he managed to escape from the snake's den and survive!

From then on, he never saw anything related to snakes!

He is even more afraid of his brother!

How could such a brother not be afraid when he looked coldly at his neck and said it was a good idea to kill him?

"Someday, if you change your mind, I will be satisfied with you as a brother."

Mu Yunwen wiped the cold sweat from his head and swallowed his saliva. At this time, Xuanyi Cangwei came from the crowd and handed Mu Liu a pure black envelope. Mu Liu took the envelope without looking at Mu Yunwen.

, took out the letter and glanced at it, then turned the letter and envelope into powder and scattered them.

Peach blossom eyes narrowed before looking at Mu Yunwen.

"I want to see you."

"Me?" Mu Yunwen pointed to his nose stupidly, and after a long time he jumped up, "Brother! Really?! I'm finally going to see me! Oh my god! Am I dreaming? Please pinch me!"

one time."

"Just be louder. I have a reason to lock you back in the cabinet."

Mu Yunwen quickly silenced, covered his mouth with both hands, and looked around obediently. Sure enough, many people were looking at him, so he smiled apologetically and retreated to Xuanyi Cangwei, no longer fussing.

But the joy in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Congratulations, Mr. Mu Xiao!" A Xuanyi Cangwei congratulated him with his hands raised.

"Go to the Dao! Hehe, I'm happy today, so I'll give you a gift! Come, come, come and see me." As he said that, Mu Yunwen stuffed a book into the hands of a Cang Guard.

The seven or eight Cang Guards looked at each other with books in their hands, with only one thought in their minds.

As expected, Mr. Mu Xiao likes to collect gossip the most!

That's right, everyone has in their hands the "Cangming Scenery and Hearings" written by Namu Yunwen himself.

Mu Liu glanced at the end of his eyes and opened and closed his hands, and the "Cangming Scenarios" in the hand of a Cang Wei was sucked into Mu Liu's hand. Mu Liu picked it up, leaned on the book, and started reading.

No one noticed that among the many spiritual practitioners, there was an old man with a white beard who was completely different from the other young spiritual practitioners. He was sitting cross-legged on the grass, with a young woman and an elderly man sitting next to him.

A middle-aged man in his thirties.

That girl was Feng Qingqing, who had a close relationship with Feng Qing.

And the middle-aged man is Feng Shan!
Chapter completed!