Chapter 2 How dare you come to the sect?
The cold wind blew for an unknown amount of time until the dark sky was gradually replaced by bright white sunlight. Chu Yefang carried Mu Fuyun down to an empty gentle slope halfway up the mountain.
The surroundings are covered with sparse and orderly shrubs. If you raise your neck slightly, you can see an ancient palace built against the mountain on the higher hillside in front of you. It looks magnificent against the backdrop of countless green pines and cypresses and strange mountains and rocks.
The slightly chilly mountain air wrapped in warm sunlight poured down, wrapping around Mu Fuyun's frozen body, finally allowing her to recover a little.
Chu Ye didn't pay any attention to her discomfort. He put away the black gold whip around her waist and turned to leave.
"The time has come, hurry up."
Mu Fuyun stood there unmoved, raised his hand to tidy up his messy long hair, and said lazily: "Where are you going?"
Chu Ye frowned, a trace of pain flashing in his eyes: "Of course, I'm going to attend Junior Sister's 100th day memorial."
The road to becoming an immortal is often filled with difficulties and obstacles, and is long with no end in sight. It is common for countless cultivators to die along the way. People take life and death lightly, and rarely hold special memorial ceremonies.
However, Mu Fuyue is the direct disciple of Qi Yuanbai, the leader of Tianyan Sect. She is deeply loved by Qi Yuanbai, and everyone in the sect also has deep feelings for her.
In addition, her death was caused by saving several fellow disciples who had mistakenly entered the secret realm and accidentally triggered the Eye of the Secret Realm.
In order to let everyone escape before the secret realm collapses, she secretly uses her body as a talisman to suppress the mirror eye and buy everyone a moment of time. However, she is beaten by the powerful pressure of the secret realm, her body is annihilated and her soul is scattered.
This incident is a pain in everyone's heart, which is why we are holding today's 100-day memorial.
Mu Fuyun raised an eyebrow: "Why do you want me to go to her 100th day memorial?"
It was obviously these people from Tianyan Sect who owed Mu Fuyue the wrong, not her, the younger sister who had broken up with her sister many years ago.
"As her biological sister, shouldn't you go?" Chu Ye was irritated by her indifferent attitude. Standing on a slightly higher ground, he lowered his eyes and said, "She was still thinking about you until her death!"
so what?
Mu Fuyun wanted to ask back, but when he thought of the vague words that just flashed through his mind, he decided not to argue for now: "You can ask me to go, but you can't let me appear in front of others like this, right? It's not just my face that will be lost."
As she spoke, she gathered her long hair again and looked down at the thin and transparent red gauze on her body with a meaningful look.
After she reminded him, Chu Ye finally looked at her except for the face that was 70% similar to her sister.
The gaudy and revealing outfit made her look curvaceous, cheap and shabby at the same time.
But Mu Fuyu just stood there without dodging or avoiding, letting the mountain wind blow past him, facing his gaze openly.
Chu Ye was silent for a moment, suppressing his impatience and anger, and brought her to a thatched cottage on a narrow side road. "Someone will bring you clothes in a while. After you change, go up by yourself. Don't embarrass your sister."
Faced with his words of implicit warning, Mu Fuyun remained unmoved. He half leaned against the door of the thatched cottage, watched him turn and leave, then flew up on his sword and began to look around.
This small thatched hut is built about halfway up the mountain, which is convenient for disciples to rest during their daily journey. Although the space is small, it is fully furnished. In addition to a low couch for meditation and rest, there are also candlesticks, low tables, and even a carved bronze mirror. It looks much clearer than the one in the shabby house of the Hehuan Sect.
It is worthy of being the Tianyan Sect, one of the three major sects in the world.
After a while, a little Taoist boy about twelve or thirteen years old came over with a plain gray Taoist robe.
Mu Fuyun took the Taoist robe and asked him to wait for a moment. Then he closed the door of the hut, sat down in front of the bronze mirror, and leaned in to carefully look at the still somewhat unfamiliar face.
The little girl had skin as smooth and white as cream, a small face with a delicate nose and red lips, and a pair of eyes like autumn water that were very eye-catching. When the eyes reflected on her eyes, she looked very delicate, and when she focused for a moment, she looked very charming.
It is clearly a face that can confuse people's minds.
But because of her sensitive and introverted personality, she always covers her cheeks with her long hair in front of others, and keeps her eyes down and dares not look up to meet people's eyes. She appears timid and not at all likable.
Coupled with the depression that has accumulated in her heart over the years, she often appears gloomy, and looks a bit haggard and fragile.
As for those who practice Taoism, they always pursue strong will and absolute strength, so they naturally look down on her appearance.
Mu Fuyun tore off a piece of red gauze from her body, gathered her long hair in front of the mirror, and tied it into a high ponytail.
The slight pull of the hair roots caused the corners of her eyes and eyebrows to slightly rise, which instantly added a bit of boldness to her originally weak face, making her whole person look brighter.
After changing out of the tacky, thin red gauze and putting on the grey Taoist robe, she looked left and right in the mirror before turning around and leaving.
The little Taoist boy at the door was peeking in curiously. When he saw the door open and saw Mu Fuyun's brand new look, he couldn't help but stay where he was, staring at her with wide eyes, and called out in shock, "Senior Sister Mu."
He mistook her for the deceased Mu Fuyue.
Mu Fuyun didn't argue with him. She just pointed at his round little head with her index finger and leaned over to ask, "Where is my sister's hundred-day memorial?" The little Taoist boy looked at her blankly, then pointed blankly at the long series of palaces and pavilions high up. "There, in the Guizang Palace."
"Thank you very much."
Mu Fuyun thanked him with a smile, then turned and walked along the mountain road towards Guizang Palace.
Guizang Hall is the main hall of Fu Ri Peak. It is where the leader Qi Yuanbai lives and handles sect affairs. Mu Fuyue, as his direct disciple, also lived near Guizang Hall with Chu Ye and others during his lifetime.
There is still a long distance from the thatched cottage to the Guizang Hall.
Mu Fuyun tried to mobilize the spiritual power in his body and found that it was indeed very thin, so thin that it was almost negligible.
In this case, you can only rely on your legs to climb up one step at a time.
She hadn't felt this kind of tiredness from walking like an ordinary person for many years.
Do I really have to be like the original owner of the book and endure it slowly until the moment of the end?
Of course not!
She has never been one to sit and wait for death. Since she has to stay here and wait for the tragic end to befall her, she should find a way to make herself stronger.
Moreover, the last ninety-nine eighty-one thunder tribulations are the number that only occur in the late stage of transcending the tribulation and ascending to become an immortal. If one is too weak, I am afraid that before the thunder tribulation is over, the soul will be shattered like the original owner and disappear between heaven and earth.
There is no reason for her not to practice hard!
However, the physique of this body is somewhat special, and it is very difficult to advance in cultivation. She was not a sword practitioner in her previous life, so everything needs to be considered carefully.
After walking for two full quarters of an hour, she finally arrived outside the main hall of Guizang Palace.
The main hall was arranged as a mourning hall, with a long table in the center and a dim lotus lantern on it, which was Mu Fuyue's soul lantern during his lifetime.
This is the unique soul lamp of Tianyan Sect. When the owner is alive, the lamp will always be lit. Once the owner dies, the lamp will also dim until it is completely extinguished, and the entire lamp will turn into blue-ash and disappear between heaven and earth.
People who came to pay their respects were bowing to the dim lotus lantern one after another.
Mu Fuyue was the sect leader's beloved disciple and the little sister loved by everyone in the sect. Naturally, her hundred-day memorial was held with great fanfare. Disciples from various inner sect peaks and countless outer sect disciples came one after another. Even many people from other sects, big and small, came in person or sent people to express their grief.
This shows how popular Mu Fuyue was in the past.
Mu Fuyun inherited the original owner's memories. Although she hasn't sorted them out carefully yet, she can tell from the fragmentary fragments that her sister is a very capable and well-rounded person who is not too slick. That's why so many people love, respect and admire her.
Across the crowded room, Mu Fuyun saw from afar that Chu Ye was standing behind a middle-aged monk who was wearing a green robe, was slightly older and had a dignified face. The two of them faced the people who came to pay their respects. From time to time, people who had finished paying their respects in front of the lotus lantern came up to them and saluted the monk respectfully.
That person should be Qi Yuanbai, the leader of Tianyan Sect. It was he who brought Mu Fuyue into Tianyan Sect.
Mu Fuyun didn't want to go in and join in the fun, so he stood outside the door, intending to wait until there were fewer people before going in, but suddenly a dissatisfied voice came from behind him.
"It's you. You actually have the nerve to come here."
Mu Fuyun turned around and saw a rebellious young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, staring at her with a gloomy face. His tone was full of questioning, as if he was familiar with her.
She was stunned for a moment, then saw the long sword with a white rainbow on his waist. After thinking quickly, she raised her eyebrows and said, "You are my sister's junior apprentice brother, Song Xinghe?"
In the book, Mu Fuyue's junior brother Song Xinghe was also one of the accomplices in the murder of the original owner.
He was born into a family of immortal cultivators. He was the youngest and most popular sword cultivator of his generation. At the age of fourteen, he was accepted as a personal disciple by Qi Yuanbai.
Being so talented at such a young age, coupled with being from a prominent family, it was inevitable that he was somewhat rebellious and frivolous. It was not until he met Mu Fuyue, who was equally talented but came from a poor family, that he was gradually tamed and became her inseparable little tail.
Unlike the mature, steady, reserved and measured Chu Ye, Song Xinghe is young and energetic, and his personality is somewhat awkward.
Seeing that Mu Fuyun was not as timid, sensitive and gloomy as expected, but was looking at him without any hesitation, Song Xinghe was stunned for a moment and almost blurted out to call her "Senior Sister".
Fortunately, his reason returned in time, and the word "Senior Sister" was not called out. Instead, it turned into a contemptuous mockery: "What do you care who I am! When Senior Sister was still here, you ignored her. Now that she is gone, what are you still doing here? Hypocritical!"
Mu Fuyun felt that the phrase "turning a blind eye" was used brilliantly. Those people around her sister seemed to think that she was a heartless and useless sister who only brought shame to Mu Fuyue and held her back.
She curled the corners of her lips indifferently, but before she could answer, Chu Ye, who was originally beside the leader Qi Yuanbai, had come closer.
"I asked her to come." He looked at Song Xinghe expressionlessly, "Yue'er told me before she died to bring her only sister back to the sect. This was her wish."
Song Xinghe snorted coldly, clearly looking down on this explanation: "Since when did Senior Brother take Senior Sister so seriously?"
He was mocking Chu Ye. As the eldest brother who led everyone into the secret realm, he failed to notice when Mu Fuyue was in danger in the first time, thus delaying the opportunity to find a way to save her.
Chu Ye's hands hanging at his sides suddenly tightened. This was the pain he had hidden in his heart for three whole months. Although almost no one blamed him, he couldn't get over it. Now that his junior brother pointed it out so directly, he felt guilty and a wave of irritable anger surged in his heart.
The two men stood on either side of Mu Fuyun, staring at each other silently through her, and the situation suddenly became tense and ready to explode.
The people walking in the main hall gradually noticed the movement here and cast their eyes over. When they saw Mu Fuyu, they were all stunned.
"Who is she? Why does she look so similar to Junior Sister Mu?"
"Could it be Junior Sister Mu's blood relative? That's not right. I haven't heard Junior Sister Mu mention it."
Several inner disciples who were unaware of the situation began to discuss the matter, and the other outer disciples and guests from other sects also became puzzled.
Sect Leader Qi Yuanbai frowned slightly, walked through the crowd and approached, saying in a deep voice, "You are Yue'er's sister, right? Chu Ye has just mentioned your matter to me. I once rejected your offer of apprenticeship because of your mediocre talent and physique, and I know you harbor resentment. But now that you've come, I hope you won't dwell on the past. If you can take care of yourself in the future, our Tianyan Sect will not be too ruthless. That way, our relationship as master and disciple with Yue'er will not be in vain."
He was talking about the time when he brought Mu Fuyue back to Tianyan Sect thirteen years ago. At that time, Mu Fuyue was indeed very envious of her sister's opportunity and had mustered up the courage to beg Qi Yuanbai to bring her back with him, but Qi Yuanbai refused.
I don’t know what Mu Fuyue said to others, but it seemed that those who knew the situation felt that her sister had been holding a grudge against her and was extremely jealous from then on.
After hearing what Qi Yuanbai said, the people around guessed the relationship between the two sisters. The curious look in their eyes when they looked at Mu Fuyun gradually became more disdainful.
Qi Yuanbai was the sect leader, so he wouldn't stay here for long. After he finished speaking, without waiting for Mu Fuyun's response, he said to everyone, "I have something important to attend to, so I have to excuse myself," and turned to leave.
Mu Fuyun was left standing outside the main hall, facing all kinds of gazes coming from all directions.
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