Chapter 302: Little bitch, my memory has been restored! 6K (1/2)

There is a waterfall deep in Liangyi Peak, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and beside the waterfall is a clean and elegant pavilion.

In the pavilion, Concubine Shang Yan held a pen in her hand, sometimes raising her head to think, and sometimes lowering her head to write.

The raven-black long skirt wrapped around her delicate body, highlighting her graceful figure. The skirt of the dress relaxed slightly as she lowered her head, and a hint of snow-white appeared vaguely.

Just at the first glance, one realizes that this woman is unfathomable.

At this time, a fairy voice like the sound of nature suddenly came from outside the pavilion: "I have seen this book in Tianhe Garden. Was it originally written by you?"

Concubine Shang Yan looked out of the corner of her eye, and saw a beauties in green skirts with a cool and fairy-like temperament.

Concubine Shang Yan put down the pen in her hand, her clear eyes moved, and she said softly: "Why do you have time to come to my place?"

Yao Meng's eyes fell on the booklet in Concubine Shang Yan's hand. There was a strange luster in her beautiful eyes. She looked back calmly and smiled reservedly: "After Hedao, we have reached the ultimate level. Now in the Holy Land of Yaochi With the Queen Mother in charge, there will be a lot of free time every day without this worry. "

"Compared to me, the sect leader is more leisurely and elegant, and he still has time to compile books like "The Way to Control a Husband." Yao Meng's red lips slightly opened, with a smile in her eyes, "In the past, I also got some ideas from this book. A lot of useful things.”

For example, what can be done to completely control the Taoist's heart in one's own hands, and some special games that can only be played in bed.

Who would have thought that the person who compiled such a book would be the head of the Liangyi Sect?

Concubine Shang Yan closed the book, picked up the milky white teacup, and pushed it to the opposite side.

"How is Fairy Yao Meng's spiritual energy recovering now?" Shang Yanfei smiled and looked at Fairy Qingqun sitting opposite.

"Until yesterday, my spiritual energy had not recovered much."

Yao Meng picked up the tea cup, took a sip of the tea, stared at it with beautiful green eyes, and continued: "But starting from today, the recovery speed of spiritual energy is far a hundred times faster than before."

Concubine Shang Yan smiled brightly: "Isn't that great?"

"Actually, I don't really care about whether my spiritual energy is sufficient." Yao Meng said with a smile.

Now that the rules of heaven and earth have been rewritten, she can quickly absorb spiritual energy even without Mu Zhian's natural furnace.

Because, today's Kyushu, spiritual energy is gradually becoming stronger, and the era of 'immortal' is coming again.

But it was also because at this time, it was no longer possible for her to use the reason of "depletion of spiritual energy" to absorb Mu Zhian's natural cauldron as she did in the past.

"The rules of heaven and earth have changed. The sect leader should know what's going on, right?" She spoke again and stated the purpose of her trip.

"The death of the first-generation Demon Emperor, and the death of a statue in the Hedao realm resulted in the rewriting of the rules of heaven and earth. In the next hundred years, there will be multiple enlightenment realms." Concubine Shang Yan said lightly: "For monks, this is a good thing. "

"Is this your plan too?" Yao Meng asked.

Concubine Shang Yan shook her head and smiled: "I'm not a god, so I can't deduce so many things."

"But after this time, Hedao realm probably needs to be in retreat for a while." She said quietly.

It takes time to rewrite the rules of heaven and earth, and during this period, if a powerful Hedao takes action, there is a high probability that it will affect the order of heaven and earth, and the age of immortals will not come.

"It doesn't matter to me." Yao Meng smiled lightly.

Now besides practicing, she has also found some new fun.

This pleasure alone could keep her entertained for a long, long time.

Even Mu Zhian might have to spend hundreds of millions more energy.

"Is this why you gave the essence of the first demon emperor to the queen of the demon world?" Yao Meng asked.

Concubine Shang Yan pursed her red lips slightly, with a faint smile in her eyes: "That woman doesn't care whether the age of immortality comes or not. The essence of the first demon emperor can at least make her calm for a while."

Yao Meng put down the teacup, glanced at the books on the table, opened them casually, took a few more glances, and then said, "Can you lend me this thing for two days?"

A faint smile bloomed on Concubine Shang Yan's beautiful face, and she said calmly: "I have already remembered the sample in my mind. Let this sample be regarded as a gift to you."

Seeing that Yao Meng seemed to be planning to leave after putting away the books, Concubine Shang Yan asked, "Are you going back?"

Yao Meng looked sideways and said with a smile: "Isn't today the Immortal Assembly? Let's go and relax and see how the child is growing up."

"Watching the fellow Taoists around you gradually grow up will give you a pleasant sense of satisfaction. If the sect master has never experienced it, you can try it."

Under Yao Meng's gaze, the sect leader's sister, who was wearing a black dress, had a mysterious temperament, picturesque features, and was as elegant as a flower, suddenly smiled sweetly.

"If I had the chance, I would try it."

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Meanwhile, on the other side.

"It's really strange... Logically speaking, Your Majesty should not make such a small mistake. If she really favors Mu Zhian, how could he expose his involvement in the demon world?"

In front of the high platform, Ying Guhuan leaned on the seat and raised his head to stare at Mu Zhian, who was wielding a sword from the far end of the horizon, with a hint of solemnity and thoughtfulness in his eyes.

After Emperor Qing came to join the Tao, he granted the first immortal fate to several people who had been kind to Mu Zhian in the past, and Ying Guhuan was naturally one of them.

Now that she has reached the eighth stage of returning to the void, she is only one step away from enlightenment.

Such strength naturally enhanced Ying Guhuan's perception, and since she was originally from the demon world, she was naturally very familiar with the aura emanating from Mu Zhian.

Even though she was now at the eighth level of Return to Void, she was sincerely in awe of the aura emanating from him at this moment.

Because in the eyes of others, Mu Zhian might not have changed at all, but for Ying Guhuan, it was as if a charming giant python was entangled behind Mu Zhian at this moment!

"Mu Zhian."

At this time, the old man's indifferent voice came again on the stage.

According to the rules, if the contestant did not arrive at the scene within one stick of incense, he would automatically be judged as a loser.

And now, one stick of incense was about to burn out completely.

Among the cultivators in the audience, many people looked up at the black spot in the air.

Regardless of whether Mu Zhian was rushing here now, as long as this stick of incense burned out completely, he would not be able to participate in the subsequent Ascension Conference.

For these people watching the show, this was undoubtedly a pity.

After all, some people don't have much feeling about Mu Zhian's talent, and most of them know him through his Taoist partner and sister.

Bai Ruoxi's talent and beauty are recognized by everyone, but Mu Zhian is different... In the final analysis, although most people don't say anything on the surface, they feel that this Taoist couple is not a good match.

One is a girl of heaven who is very likely to impact the realm of enlightenment in the future, while the other has only reached the fourth level of soul refining so far. Even among the disciples of the sect, she is just an ordinary person with a little talent.

During this period, cultivators from all over Jiuzhou were impressed by the beauties in the sect, and when they knew that the inner disciple of Canghai Peak already had a Taoist partner, they were naturally curious about the other party's identity.

At this Ascension Conference, many people were waiting to see Mu Zhian's joke.

No matter how good your popularity is in the sect, no matter how well you understand the ways of the world, what use can it be at the Ascension Conference? In the end, you still have to rely on yourself.

If he is eliminated in the first match, the name Mu Zhian will become a joke for people to talk about after dinner.

Of course, being eliminated late or being eliminated after fighting, the latter is naturally more topical. No matter what the reason, people hope to see Mu Zhian participate in the competition.

Even the disciple of Cangjian Peak on the stage at this moment is no exception.

The incense on the stage gradually burned out, and the old man in front of the high stage raised his eyelids slightly.

Boom!

The figure in the distance turned into a stream of light at the end, accelerated and rushed over, and finally stopped steadily in the venue.

"Sorry, there was an accident on the road and I was a step late." Mu Zhian glanced at the incense not far away and smiled: "But it seems that the time is just right."

The old man nodded slightly, glanced at the Cangjian Peak disciples on the stage, and said: "Since everyone is here, let's get ready."

In front of the high stage in the distance, Yan Ruyu's beautiful eyes gazed at Mu Zhian. Although her expression was indifferent, there was inevitably some worry in her eyes.

Although I believe in Mu Zhian's ability, the disciple of Cangjian Peak is at least at the peak of the fifth level of soul refining, which is nearly two levels lower than Mu Zhian.

If there is no martial arts assessment, it would be fine, but now Mu Zhian has fallen to the initial stage of the fourth level of soul refining because of the thunder tribulation... Such a gap is inevitably worrying.

Ning Yuan, the head of Zuimeng Peak, obviously noticed the worry in Yan Ruyu's eyes, and smiled: "Junior sister, you can relax. Many people from Jiuzhou came to this Ascension Conference. We should be united against the enemy. Even if Mu Zhian is really eliminated, there are still disciples of Zuimeng Peak."

Yan Ruyu smiled lightly and said: "Don't worry, senior brother, I believe in my disciple."

After that, he ignored Ning Yuan and looked calmly at the high platform where Mu Zhian was.

Ning Yuan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw Yan Ruyu's cold expression, he finally held back his inner thoughts.

Seeing this, Yu Xuanji, the head of Tianji Peak, couldn't help but chuckle: "Although Senior Brother Ning has also reached the sixth level of Return to Void, he is probably not as good as Mu Zhian's disciple in pursuing female cultivators."

Among the heads, Yan Ruyu is the youngest, and because of her beauty and intellectual temperament, she is very popular not only among the heads but also among the disciples.

It's just that this woman has rarely had intimate interactions with other people from the past to the present. In the past, when she was still in Daofeng, she had a very close relationship with her senior sister Yu Ziyan, but later they parted ways because of some disputes.

Looking at the two people who were ready in front of the high platform in the distance, suddenly a head smiled and said: "Who do you think will be the final winner of this Ascension Conference?"

"That will naturally be my disciple from Canghai Peak." Yi Hao, who was standing aside, said with a somewhat confident tone.

He has great confidence in Bai Ruoxi's talent and strength. Even if there are many geniuses this time, Bai Ruoxi will definitely win in the end.

Yu Ziyan chuckled: "My two disciples are no less talented than Bai Ruoxi's disciple. If they really meet, it's not certain who will win."

"Among the cultivators of the same generation, apart from Lan Murian, no one can compare to my disciple Wei Mengrou in terms of realm." The head of Huabao Peak laughed proudly.

At this time, the nine chiefs suddenly formed a sharp contrast. One side seemed to be smiling happily, while the other side was completely silent.

In the past, when they were competing for these extremely talented inner disciples, they did not participate at all, but chose other more promising disciples.

The reason was that they felt that doing so was too low in status.

To put it bluntly, they did not want to be so aggressive, and it would cost a huge price to accept an inner disciple.

But who would have thought that this Ascension Conference would become the focus of attention in Jiuzhou.

The most important thing for the chief to accept disciples is fame, and one of the simplest ways to get fame is to make his disciples famous.

If you can squeeze into the top ten in this Ascension Conference, you can become famous.

In the future, when everyone sees a genius disciple in the top ten of the Ascension Conference, they will remember who taught this disciple... Just thinking about it makes them proud.

And now...

The chiefs who did not fight for those genius disciples in the past are regretting it.

It should have been a good opportunity for their main peak to become famous, but for the sake of "prestige", they can only watch other main peaks shine.

But fortunately, no matter what, they still have a bottom-ranked one here...

The chiefs and elders of several main peaks such as Cangjian Peak looked at the disciple Mu Zhian in front of the high platform in the distance intentionally or unintentionally.

Even if their disciples were eliminated before the top 100 of the Ascension Conference, they were better than the disciple accepted by Junior Sister Yan.

After all, most of the disciples they accepted were around the fifth level of refining spirit, and Mu Zhian was only at the fourth level of refining spirit now.

And it was unfortunate that they ran into a genius disciple at the peak of the fifth level of refining spirit at the beginning.

"Mu Zhian seems to be losing to Yuan Ping."

At this time, the deputy chief of Cangjian Peak suddenly spoke.

Everyone looked at the high platform where Mu Zhian was. His spiritual energy was a little disordered at the moment, and he was breathing heavily. In front of Mu Zhian, nearly thirty swords surrounded him. As Yuan Ping raised his hands and made hand gestures, the flying swords continued to attack Mu Zhian.

"He just consumed a lot of spiritual energy on the road, and he probably hasn't recovered yet." Yu Ziyan saw something and frowned.

"In such an important occasion as the Ascension Conference, his strength is not as good as Yuan Ping, and he was late for so long. He can't blame others for losing." Ning Yuan shook his head.

"Yuan Ping is a disciple of my Cangjian Peak anyway. It's not shameful to lose to him." Xiao Lin laughed heartily, and when he looked at Yuan Ping in front of the high platform, there was also a bit of satisfaction in his eyes.

Then, he looked at Yan Ruyu and said with a smile: "In fact, when Junior Sister chose Mu Zhian as an inner disciple so decisively, I thought Junior Sister had discovered his talent. But now it seems that Junior Sister may have simply liked him?"

Mu Zhian's performance at the moment is really disappointing, and it is no wonder that Xiao Lin would gloat over his misfortune.

Yu Ziyan looked at Yan Ruyu with a smile and said: "If Junior Sister regrets now, you can let him come to my Daofeng as an inner disciple later."

Yan Ruyu looked indifferent, looking at the arena, not wanting to pay attention to them.

At this moment, in front of the arena, Yuan Ping had his hands behind his back, with nine swords surrounding him. He looked at Mu Zhian, who was surrounded by swords and still panting, and said with a smile: "Although Miss Bai is very talented, her vision in choosing a Taoist partner seems to be a little lacking."

He had heard of Mu Zhian's name in the past, but it was not because of Mu Zhian's talent or anything, but because he learned that the beautiful girl from Canghai Peak actually had a Taoist partner, so he knew Mu Zhian.

Although he would not directly find fault with Mu Zhian with his own qualities, Yuan Ping was still somewhat unconvinced in his heart. After all, in his opinion, Mu Zhian's talent was not worthy of a beauty like Bai Ruoxi.

Mu Zhian looked around, looked at the sword blades surrounding him, looked at Yuan Ping nonchalantly, and said with a smile: "Love has nothing to do with talent. Brother Yuan seems to have some misunderstandings about feelings."

Yuan Ping said with a hint of mockery in his eyes: "Daoyou Mu is now a fourth-grade soul refiner, and if Miss Bai remembers correctly, she is already above the seventh-grade soul refiner, right? When she returns to the Void Realm in the future, she will experience more and her horizons will become higher. By then, she will-"

"She will find that her husband Mu is such an excellent Taoist partner?" Mu Zhian said with a smile.

Being interrupted suddenly, Yuan Ping said with a hint of anger in his eyes: "She will naturally know that there are many excellent cultivators in this world, and there are many choices to make."

"As the saying goes, a wife who has shared the hardships with you should not be abandoned... Bah, I seem to have put myself in the shoes of the heroine... Anyway,"

He looked up at the disciple of Cangjian Peak and smiled: "I don't think I'm weak either."

"Weak or not, I have the final say now." Yuan Ping chuckled, raised his hand and made a gesture, and nearly thirty swords behind him rushed towards Mu Zhian!

Maybe Mu Zhian's talent is not weak, but as long as Mu Zhian is eliminated in the first round of the Ascension Conference, it is easy to imagine how the disciples in the sect and the cultivators in Jiuzhou will view Mu Zhian in the future.

Seeing the sword blade coming at him, Mu Zhian opened his mouth slightly: "You..."

You talk too much nonsense... Yuan Ping's eyes were cold. As the sword blade attacked Mu Zhian, he drew the sword behind him and rushed towards Mu Zhian.

Mu Zhian took a step forward.

And at this moment, the whole world turned gray.

The sword blade stopped in mid-air, Yuan Ping's action of rushing towards Mu Zhian stopped, and the wind that blew past also stagnated in mid-air.

After Wei Mengrou obtained part of the power of the original witch, this power also indirectly became one of Mu Zhian's powers!

Two seconds later, time began to flow again.

When Yuan Ping reacted, Mu Zhian had already appeared in front of him, and then, he punched out!

The fist wind surged, and the simple punch shook Yuan Ping's internal organs and felt pain, and then the whole person flew out of the field like a cannonball.

The old man in mid-air looked at this scene, his eyelids twitched slightly, and then he said calmly: "Mu Zhian wins!"

The voices in the field were silent for a moment.

Even the elders were stunned for a long time.

What did Mu Zhian do in that short period of less than two seconds just now? Even these elders didn't react.

The eyes of the several chiefs who were discussing the matter earlier also showed some surprise and doubt.

Whether Mu Zhian had used a secret method or something else, even they couldn't figure it out now...

At this time, Yu Ziyan seemed to have noticed something and subconsciously looked behind her.

Not far behind them, a peerless fairy in a green skirt was floating in the air. She was bare-white jade feet, with a fairy-like temperament. Her clear and bright green eyes looked in the direction of Mu Zhian, and her expression was always calm.

Yu Ziyan's actions were naturally noticed by the other chiefs. When several people turned their heads to look, their hearts trembled slightly.

The Green Emperor...?

Why is she here too...?

Not all the chiefs and elders knew the relationship between Mu Zhian and the Green Emperor. So far, only the few female chiefs who had discovered that Mu Zhian was born as a furnace cauldron knew this secret.

But they did not mention it to others.

Yan Ruyu looked at the young man on the stage and relaxed a little. Then, a faint smile appeared in her beautiful eyes. She glanced at Xiao Lin and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao, if he is just a fourth-grade soul refiner, why should I accept him as an inner disciple?"

Xiao Lin frowned slightly and whispered: "Not only the library... he is also the disciple of the Green Emperor?"

Yan Ruyu had a meaningful smile in her eyes and did not answer.

Xiao Lin frowned slightly and looked at Mu Zhian on the stage again, then calmed down his heart a little and glanced at the fairy in the green skirt behind him.

And this glance happened to see that the fairy had a faint smile on her lips at this moment. Her green eyes stared at the direction of Mu Zhian, and there seemed to be a hint of softness between her eyebrows... and some special emotions hidden in her eyes.

In the past, I did hear that Mu Zhian saved the life of the Green Emperor. It is not surprising that she accepted Mu Zhian as a disciple...Xiao Lin thought.

If so, it can explain why Sister Yan accepted Mu Zhian as her inner disciple in the past... After all, she later received the immortal fate given by the Green Emperor because of this relationship.

When Xiao Lin thought of this, he couldn't help but think of Yan Ruyu's meaningful eyes just now.

He frowned, as if he thought of something, and then, as if a blue lightning flashed through his brain, his heart suddenly trembled, and subconsciously looked at Mu Zhian again, just to see him and the Green Emperor staring at each other.

Logically speaking, even the heads of these people dared not look at the Green Emperor like this, so why would a cultivator in the Refining Spirit Realm dare to be so disrespectful...?

Xiao Lin's eyes flickered slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Yan Ruyu not far away, and an extremely absurd word flashed through his mind.

...Daoist companion?