Le'er has no habit of sleeping. When she reaches this level, she has long since no idea what it feels like to sleep. How proficiency can she learn by herself during the sleeping time? What about ten nights? One hundred and one thousand... The cold wind continued to pour into the room. Le'er was placed by Yiyun on the outermost edge of the two big beds, wearing only thin clothes. At this moment, she could not lift up her internal force to protect her body. She shivered in cold weather, "It's almost done." Le'er thought to herself, and then she saw Yiyun slowly open her words, take off the wine pot around her waist, and drink a cup full of her own. Le'er had been in the room with Yiyun and Zishan for several days, and had already known Yiyun's regular habitual behavior at night. At this time, Yiyun would always drink a few cups and make a while.

Yiyun stood up and slowly walked towards the edge of the bed, took out a thick quilt from the cabinet, and covered it on Le'er. In the dark night, Le'er could clearly see Yiyun's face was expressionless. "I'm not a purple shirt." Le'er chuckled, but her voice was very low. "I know." Yiyun sat on the edge of the bed and drank another glass of vague and traceless. "Although your heart has no feelings for almost everyone and things, you can still let yourself smile and learn from Xier." Yiyun asked back, "What's the difference?" "You owe people who have always cared about you, so that at least they will worry less, and at least they think you are happy all the time." Le'er's tone contained a faint sadness,"

I try." Yiyun was silent for a moment and suddenly asked, "After rebirth, murderous aura and selfless artistic conception will be lost, right?" Le'er smiled tragically, "Do you think you are the first person in the world to achieve selflessness except Xier? The murderous aura will be empty, but the artistic conception is that you are reborn and still exists. After stepping into this state, you will never have the possibility of turning back. Even if you are reborn, you can only get up again!" Yiyun chuckled, "It's good, I'm afraid that there will be a reason for making a decision to escape at a certain moment." A gust of cold wind blew in, Le'er couldn't help but shrink her body. Yiyun stretched out her hand to wrap the quilt tighter, and turned around to stare at the darkness outside the door.

"Yiyun, what does it feel like to be sad and soul-removing? Do you know?" Yiyun was stunned and pondered for a moment, "I should have experienced sad and soul-removing. Are you practicing sad and soul-removing palm?" Then she said, "Yes, with your amazingly flexible killing skills, what martial arts are more suitable than sad and soul-removing palm." Le'er bit her lower lip lightly and said for a long time, "I fell in love with cruelty and gentleness..." Yiyun said lightly, "That's great, a great chance."

I can understand the mood of the depressed and soul-disappearing." Le'er's breathing was sturdy, "But I don't want to know, I want to take her back to Lingjiu." Yiyun chuckled and drank a sip of wine and said, "She is not you, I can't help you." Le'er stopped talking, Yiyun stood up and returned to the table, closed her eyes and sank into self-study. In the dark night, in the courtyard, a lonely figure sat at the table with his eyes closed and self-study, while another lonely figure lay on the bed, with a pair of bright eyes open, and was also self-studying...

Yiyun packed up her clothes one by one, and focused on Le'er's acupoints to give Le'er the ability to move freely, but she still couldn't raise the true energy. Zishan wrapped her around and wanted to walk with her, "Take care of them, I can't take you there this time, maybe Xiaolongnu attacked the Qilin altar, I will be forced to send back to the gang mark by the system, and I can't take care of you." Yiyun smiled on her face, and refused in a soft tone. Zishan was surprised, reached out to touch Yiyun's forehead, and took Yiyun's pulse again. "Yiyun, are you sick? Why did your voice change, and your face is still laughing, are you still laughing?" "Happy, so laugh." Zishan sat down angrily and said, "It's not a smile from the heart, I would rather you speak coldly." Yiyun

He smiled and pulled Zishan up and hugged her in his arms. "Happy, of course you have to laugh. Stay at home. Don't run around recently." After that, he carried his backpack and walked out of the courtyard gate. Zishan sighed and sat down, "Sister Le'er, he must be pretending." Le'er chuckled, "You care about him? Whether he smiles or has a cold face, you can just take it as a real person. What's the difference between fake becoming a habit? "Zishan thought for a while and nodded, "Sister Le'er said something reasonable, I understand!" Le'er said regretfully, "Zishan, it's a pity that you don't learn martial arts. Following this kind of wood, flowers are even placed on cow dung... Where is he going?" Zishan smiled and said, "He said he was going to go back to Wudang." Le'er cursed in his heart and ran to seek death by himself!

Yiyun walked slowly towards the top of Wudang Mountain, and the cloak with the fiery red Qilin beast pattern on his back showed his identity as the owner of Guyue Mountain Villa. Behind Yiyun was a large number of Wudang disciples holding weapons, but they just followed him, as if they were afraid that Yiyun would escape. Yiyun walked through this mountain road many times, and each Wudang disciple had walked through many times. At the low level, the improvement of martial arts at several levels was huge to improve the efficiency of fighting learning points. Therefore, every time you store a certain amount of learning points, you would run back to the master of the sect to improve the martial arts you want to learn as much as possible. The disciples around the Sanqing Hall gathered more closely, but none of them drew their swords. The diameter of the sect was straight.

Stepping into the gate of the Sanqing Hall, Keming looked peacefully at the end of the hall. There was a Taoist standing on each side, but it was the two people who had used the sword technique of the mandarin duck that Yiyun had seen. There were three Taoist people who Yiyun didn’t know. Yiyun slowly approached Keming, and Keming gently said, "Junior Brother, the world has been in chaos for too long. I took over the position of the leader in order to spread the hearts of benevolent people and carry forward the sword of benevolent people in Wudang. The existence of the gang will make the originally peaceful rivers and lakes filled with interests, and make the people in the rivers and lakes rise endlessly. Only by completely preventing the gang system from existing can the rivers and lakes be calm again. Yijun Brother, do you understand Keming's intentions?"

Yiyun had a smile on her face, "Keming, if you can control all the sects in the world with one person's strength, I will definitely agree with what you said. Unfortunately, you can't..." Keming smiled Tianran, "Your junior brother, you came today, the senior brothers and sisters of the Nanhai Sword Sect will arrive in a moment. If you are interested, you might as well stay and watch the battle." "Since you are here, don't care about staying for so long." Yiyun and Keming went out of the Sanqing Hall side by side, Keming talked about Taoist scriptures and explained it in detail from time to time. Yiyun was absent-minded and this meaningless persuasion made Yiyun feel ridiculous. The so-called Tao is different and does not plan for each other, but Keming actually thought that with such words and a vague and unrealistic fantasy, he could change his decision?

Under the notice from the NPC disciples of the sect, Jian Ruyan and Luyong stepped on Wudang with a arrogant expression, staring at Keming, and said, "As the saying goes, Shaolin Fist Wudang Sword, Keming's leader has the ability to serve as the head of the Wudang Sect, and his swordsmanship must be good. My junior brother and I entered the Central Plains this time, and I wanted to have all the sword masters in the world, hoping to be able to give advice!" His tone was extremely arrogant, Keming smiled gently, "Please come here." Jian Ruyan's face changed and said, "Keming, Master, I only have the interest to compete with you. Are other people in Wudang Sect suitable for me to draw the sword?" Keming smiled dissatisfiedly, "Twilight's sword technique is definitely not below me." Jian Ruyan said half-believingly, "Is that true? Then do you say, if I defeat Mu, I will defeat Mu?" Keming smiled disapprovingly and said, "Twilight's sword technique is definitely not below me." Jian Ruyan said half-believingly, "Is that true? Then do you say, if I defeat Mu
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