Chapter 89: Emotions He still carries the little gift she gave him. ...
One night, two disciples advanced at the same time. Both of them were new disciples, and since it was the internal selection before the Dharma Assembly, this matter immediately attracted the attention of many disciples.
Mu Fuyun and Zhan Yao also noticed it, and based on the direction of the golden light, they guessed it was the other party.
Mu Fuyun took out the jade token and sent a message to Zhan Yao.
"Is that you?"
Almost at the same time, she also received greetings from Zhan Yao.
"It's you."
Such a firm tone was obviously even more blunt than hers.
Zhan Yao was injured, and her body must be weaker than usual. There were always risks in suddenly breaking through. Now that she could send the news, it showed that she had successfully advanced.
Now that I know, there is no need to reply.
It would be of great help to both of them to advance before the final competition of the internal selection.
Originally, the two of them had excellent comprehension, their swordsmanship was steady yet ingenious, and their strength was not bad, but they were always inferior to their other senior brothers and sisters in terms of realm. Now that they have both advanced to the first level, they can be considered on par with them.
In addition, they have only been practicing for a short time and have had very few opportunities to compete with their seniors. They have never truly demonstrated their current strength in front of everyone, and for their opponents, the situation is full of unknowns.
They have Xu Huaiyan, Hongying and others with them, who have thoroughly analyzed the style, strengths and weaknesses of each opponent for them in advance, determined the key points for the confrontation, and become more confident.
Sure enough, on the day of the competition, after a series of round-robin battles, the two finally became the second and third place among the Jindan stage disciples, and were qualified to participate in the Dharma Assembly.
For a moment, the entire sect was in an uproar.
The Dharma Assembly between the three major sects has been held dozens of times. In the hundreds of years since then, it has been rare for two new disciples to break into the top three of the Jindan stage cultivators.
If Zhan Yao had been famous since childhood and was already considered a genius in everyone's eyes before he came to Tianyan, then Mu Fuyun was truly beyond everyone's expectations.
In just two years, many people have almost forgotten how many cold stares and malicious speculations she had received when she first entered the outer sect's Tianzi class.
And now, after this internal selection, she was being noticed by more and more people in the sect. They all looked forward to her showing off her talents in the upcoming Dharma Assembly.
"Great!" Hongying excitedly jumped behind Mu Fuyun, put his hands on her shoulders, and said happily, "Fuyun, you two really bring honor to our class of disciples!"
She was so happy that she lost control of her composure. Her hands pressed on Mu Fuyu's wound, causing her to frown and cry out in pain.
Zhan Yao next to him also covered his chest and coughed twice.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" Hongying was startled and quickly moved his hand away, apologizing repeatedly.
Xu Huaiyan and Yu Cen on the side were thinking far ahead and had already started taking out their jade cards, not knowing what they were looking at.
Xiao Yan couldn't sit still, so he turned around and scooted over to Yu Cen, reading out loud to his jade token: "Is the Wuding Sect competition not over yet?"
"Before I entered Tianyan, I met a messenger monk from the Wuding Sect while traveling. At the Dharma Assembly, Zhan Yao and Fu Yun were competing against people from the Wuding Sect and the Taixu Sect, so I thought I'd find out more about them beforehand." Yu Cen put away the jade token embarrassedly and said, "However, I haven't found out anything useful yet."
Mu Fuyun smiled at him and said, "I am very grateful for your kindness."
Zhan Yao didn't smile, nor did she show any expression, but she nodded slightly and said, "Thank you."
After Xiao Yan finished looking at the left side, he looked at the jade card in Xu Huaiyan's hand on the right side: "'The top three Jindan stage masters of Taixu Sect: Liang Huailian, Cheng Yu, Ping Maoxiu...'"
When Mu Fuyun heard the three words "Liang Huailian", he was stunned. He felt that the name sounded familiar. After a moment, he remembered it.
"I remember Liang Huailian seemed to be the only daughter of Liang Daoheng, the head of the Wuding Sect. How come she is now a disciple of the Taixu Sect?"
She vaguely remembered that when she first arrived in Tianyan, she heard that Chu Ye was ordered by the sect leader Qi Yuanbai to go to Wuding Sect on behalf of the sect in order to celebrate Liang Huailian's eighteenth birthday.
"She was born into the Wuding Sect, a proud daughter of heaven. She was enlightened early, advanced quickly, and had a smooth journey. Everyone thought she would stay in the Wuding Sect. But she didn't follow the rules. When it was time to become a disciple, she went to the Taixu Sect alone and became a disciple of Master Hongmeng."
Xu Huaiyan knew that Mu Fuyun was not from a family of immortal cultivators, and that he was devoted to cultivation every day, so he knew very little about these things, so he patiently explained it to him.
"Come to think of it, she seems to have studied in the Zhan family for two years when she was young. A Yao, you should be familiar with her, right?" Xiao Yan said thoughtfully.
Zhan Yao just said expressionlessly: "I recognize it."
Xiao Yan: “…”
Everyone: “…” This was also expected.
For someone like Zhan Yao, being able to say "I know you" was already quite good. It seemed like she had indeed been this quiet since she was little.
"Okay, the internal selection is over. Let's not waste time here. Let A Yao and Fu Yun go back to recuperate." Yu Cen cleared his throat, breaking the silence.
Everyone came back to their senses, nodded, said goodbye, and went back to their own residences.
Mu Fuyun did not fly his sword directly from the crowd, but walked alone towards an open space not far away, intending to fly his sword away from there.
Just as she reached the edge of the bamboo forest, she saw a hurried figure flash by.
It’s Xu Lian.
In just a few days, this was the second time she found Xu Lian hiding in the dark and observing her.
For some reason, she always felt that Xu Lian's expression when she looked at her was a little strange, as if she was seeing her for the first time, or as if she had just discovered something she had not known before.
She called out, trying to stop Xu Lian, but Xu Lian seemed not to hear her. She didn't even stop and disappeared among the bamboo shadows.
At this time, another short and stout little figure jumped out from between the swaying bamboo poles, ran happily to Mu Fuyun, looked up and smiled sweetly at her.
"You again."
Mu Fuyun bent down, reached out and touched the tip of the nose of the little Taoist boy Yunsheng, then took out a small bag of lotus seed candy wrapped in oil paper and handed it to him.
To this day, she still keeps the habit of making lotus seed candy for Xie Hanyi when they first met. Yunsheng is a simple and honest child who also loves candy, so he often gets some from her.
After getting the candy, Yunsheng grinned with joy, opened the paper package, and put one in his mouth first. It was so sweet that his eyes and eyebrows curved, and he looked very cute.
He put away the oil paper bag, took out the healing talisman that Song Xinghe asked him to give him from his pocket, and stuck it directly on Mu Fuyun's body.
A gentle force with soothing and healing properties spread from where the talisman was pasted, instantly alleviating 20% of Mu Fuyun's pain.
"Thank you very much."
She did not refuse, knowing that Song Xinghe had also been injured in the competition. Since he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, the competition was more intense, so his injuries were more serious than hers. It was natural for him to have this healing talisman.
Yunsheng had no intention of saying anything good for Song Xinghe. He smiled sweetly at her and skipped away.
After winning the competition and becoming one of the top three Jindan-stage disciples, Mu Fuyun did not feel much joy in his heart. It was not until he left the noisy crowd and returned to the territory of Lingshanze that he gradually felt a kind of joy buried deep in his heart.
She wanted to tell Xie Hanyi the result of today.
And just by the lake shrouded in cold fog, Xie Hanyi was standing on a huge rock as if he had telepathy, and when she approached, he turned around.
The cold frost mist that enveloped him seemed to be pushed to the sides by an invisible pair of hands, and most of it disappeared quietly.
"Master!" Mu Fuyun jumped off the sword and ran towards him a few steps like a lively little girl.
He ran so fast that he seemed to be rushing straight towards him.
She felt that she had gone too far and was about to stop moving forward, but suddenly she found that Xie Hanyi, with an indifferent expression, had naturally stretched out his hands, hanging in front of him, as if to catch her.
She was stunned for a moment, forgot to stop, and just rushed forward in front of him.
The two slender hands fell on her waist, supporting her body just right and stopping her forward momentum.
"Be careful."
Xie Hanyi spoke softly, his voice still hoarse from not speaking for several days, and Mu Fuyun's heart softened when he heard it.
"Master, please forgive me for my rudeness."
She felt a surge of anger in her heart and her face felt a little hot. She quickly lowered her head, stood firm, and then walked out.
Her lowered eyes glanced at his waist and happened to see the small lamp hanging beside his belt.
He still carries the little gift she gave him.
Now, that strange emotion, mixed with joy and happiness, became even more uncontrollable.
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