Chen Mu took a shower.

Change into clean white clothes.

He went to Zhaixing Peak with his sword.

The mountains were covered with silver and snow was floating in the sky. Su Min sat in front of the bamboo house, with a stove beside him and a pot of boiling tea on it.

"Master."

Chen Mu bowed and bowed.

"Xiaomu, come here and have tea."

Su Min smiled and poured tea for Chen Mu, "Prepare for your teacher to receive special training."

"Special training? OK." Chen Mu was very interested. Retreatment practice was very boring, and challenging practice was even more interesting.

"Your Senior Sister Qin is in seclusion. Please ask your Senior Sister Jiang to take responsibility for your Senior Sister, and she will notify you."

"I understand." Chen Mu smiled. No wonder his fiancée called him to go to Lingyun Peak tomorrow night. She thought there was something good, it turned out to be training.

Fiancée Supervisor.

I don't know if it will release water.

"Master, can I learn the saint-level sword skills?"

"You are still very weak, but you can learn, but you cannot exert the true power of the Saint-level sword skills. You may take all your strength with just one sword. I suggest you to go to the Sword Emperor realm and learn again." Su Min smiled kindly.

Su Min wanted Chen Mu to practice swords down-to-earth, first learn the spiritual level sword skills, and then learn the holy level sword skills, so that he should not put the cart before the horse.

Chen Mu has the holy-level sword skills, and he hasn't used them yet, so he asked the master if he is suitable for sword waiting to practice.

Listening to the master's tone, there are no side effects of learning the Saint-level sword skills, but it is not applicable at this stage, but it can be kept as a trump card.

"Thank you for your reminder."

Chen Mu continued to ask Master about cultivation questions at Zhaixing Peak.

Su Min answers questions and explains every question clearly. Chen Mu gained a lot, and there are guiding lights on the road to cultivation, which is indeed much easier. This is something that talent cannot be given.

...

On the way back to Aojian Peak, Chen Mu heard that Shen Ze was taking the sword in the sword pool.

"Take a sword?"

Chen Mu whispered softly.

When Senior Brother Hong opened the immortal gate with his sword, the fish abyss was finally left deep in the sword pond. Shen Ze must have wanted to take out the sword.

Chen Mu immediately rushed to the sword pool.

Zhao Feiyan and Xiao Yun are both nearby.

They stared at the young man with sword-browed eyebrows deep in the sword pool. Shen Ze's blue shirt was cut to pieces by the sword light, and even had blood marks on his body.

"The deeper the sword pool, the more terrifying the sword light. Even the Sword Emperor dared not step into it easily. Shen Ze could not get to the Yuyuan." Ye Hong shook his head and sighed. He had seen many powerful sword kings entering the sword pool to get swords, but they were unable to step into the depths of the sword pool.

Zhao Feiyan's eyes were filled with worry, "Shen Ze is as stubborn as that guy."

Xiao Yun frowned and said in a deep voice: "No elders are nearby. What if Shen Ze has a problem later?"

"It's the uncle of the junior teacher."

Some juniors noticed Chen Mu.

Zhao Feiyan looked up and curled her lips slightly, feeling a little unhappy. She hadn't seen Chen Mu in the past six months, nor did she see him visiting Ziyun Peak.

"Uncle Master!"

The younger generations nearby were all saluting.

Xiao Yun came closer, "Uncle Master, Shen Ze is about to fail to get the sword. Do you have any tricks?"

Chen Mu looked at Shen Ze's embarrassing appearance and suddenly thought of a good idea: "Since it's difficult to get in, why not let the sword come out?"

"No, spiritual power cannot pass through the sword pool at all." Zhao Feiyan sighed softly.

"Why do you have to use spiritual power?" Chen Mu smiled. He used spiritual power to transmit the sound of Shen Ze in the sword pool, "Try to sense Yu Yuan. Taking the sword is not to let you enter the sword pool, but to let the sword recognize you."

Shen Ze raised his eyebrows slightly, and a light flashed in his eyes. When he was about to despair, he heard Chen Mu's reminder and seemed to have caught a life-saving straw.

He looked back at Chen Mu not far away, with gratitude in his eyes, and then retreated dozens of feet away from the depths of the sword pool where the sword light was raging.

Chen Ze suddenly sat cross-legged on the periphery of the sword pool, and he calmed down, "Since it was a test, Master would never let me die."

The sword pool returned to calm, and the younger generation around them breathed a sigh of relief. If Chen Ze continued to move forward, he would inevitably be torn to pieces by the sword light deep in the sword pool.

Although they competed, they were classmates after all, and they didn't expect something to happen to him.

The water in the sword pool suddenly churned, and the water in the pool kept rising into the air, and Chen Ze was surrounded by water flow. Half a year later, he was able to use infinite sword intent at will.

Chen Ze sensed the existence of the Yuyuan Sword, and his sword intent resonated with Yuyuan.

He seemed to be sitting cross-legged among the big fish.

The Canglan sword song sounded again, and the younger generations around him kept their eyes fixed on him. The big fish was not as good as Senior Brother Hong, but Chen Ze did it. He made the Canglan sword song echo in Lingyun Sect again, and many older generations smiled in the direction of the sword pool.

Deep in the sword pond, the sword covered with fish scales rose into the air. Chen Ze opened his eyes and raised his hand, and Yu Yuan landed steadily in his hand.

"good!"

“Good!”

The juniors were cheering.

Chen Ze looked at Yu Yuan, who was dazzlingly lit in his hand, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes, "Master, I won't let you down."

"Thank you, uncle!"

Chen Ze turned around and knelt down to Chen Mu.

The younger generation was surprised, but Ye Hong and Xiao Yun understood that Chen Mu was very kind to him.

Jiang Fuxian looked at Jianchi. If there was a problem, she would take action. Although it was not the truth that Chen Ze realized, he deserved Yu Yuan.

"Don't thank me, get up quickly." Chen Mu smiled. Senior Brother Hong asked him to take care of Chen Ze, which was considered fulfilling his original promise.

Chen Ze stood up and then came to Chen Mu's side. The younger generations around him were even more respectful to Chen Mu. Even Xiao Yun admired the junior uncle very much, but he didn't expect his method to be really useful.

"Uncle Master, it's been a long time since I saw you. Wouldn't you invite me to sit at Aojian Peak?" Zhao Feiyan was wearing a tight purple dress and wrapped her arms around her chest, a little arrogant.

"OK."

Chen Mu asked with a smile: "Nephew Xiao, Nephew Ye, Nephew Chen, are you free? Why not go to Aojian Peak to chat."

"available."

"Of course I have time."

"Thank you, uncle."

Xiao Yun and the others agreed very quickly, and they were honored to be invited by the uncle.

The other juniors were only envious. Xiao Yun and the others were the most proud juniors of Lingyun Sect, and they were all like pillars in the future.

Zhao Feiyan was a little unhappy. She could have gone to Aojian Peak alone, but she hadn't bullied Chen Mu for a long time and wanted him to serve tea and water for herself.

Think about it, it’s exciting to be served by the junior uncle.

Chen Mu looked around and smiled and said, "Mr. Liu hasn't ended up facing the wall yet?"

"There are two days left." Xiao Yun smiled and shook his head. Ye Hong and Zhao Feiyan both laughed out loud, only Chen Ze maintained respect in front of his senior brothers and sisters.

Chen Mu shook his head slightly. He did not dare to disobey Senior Sister Qin's orders, so he did not call Liu Mei'er.

Ao Jian Peak.

The mountains suddenly became lively.

Chen Ze was injured, Ye Hong helped him heal in the cave, and Xiao Yun was cleaning up the snow around him.

"Senior Sister Zhao, why are you sitting there? Why don't you make tea for uncle?

“…”

Zhao Feiyan had a smile on her face and felt very unhappy, but she had to get up to work.

"Uncle Master, drink tea."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao."

Chen Mu sat leisurely, with a passionate junior beside him, and he felt relieved.

In the evening.

They gathered at the stone table to have tea and chat.

Ye Hong asked with a smile: "Uncle Master, you should go to the Qingyun Conference."

"Yes."

Chen Mu nodded slightly.
To be continued...