"You have to wait for me!"
The last sentence concealed a hint of reluctance, and the content of the message had been completed.
Yun Zheng frowned, a trace of worry lingering between her brows. Is it true that the old man that A Yin mentioned would not hurt him?
Yun Zheng's heart was in turmoil when she thought about A Yin being in danger.
If she knew where he was and had the ability to tear the void with her bare hands, she would definitely bring Mu Yin back safely.
But now she can do nothing but worry.
Yan Chen frowned slightly, staring at Yun Zheng and said, "Yun Zheng, do you know what a ten thousand bone body is?"
Upon hearing this, Yun Zheng nodded thoughtfully.
"I happened to see this book about the Ten Thousand Bones Body in the library yesterday. Although I didn't read it in detail, I have some understanding of it."
"The body of ten thousand bones, the origin is bones, the bones contain the spirit, the bones give birth to ten thousand bloods, the blood builds the flesh."
"In short, once the Myriad Bones Body is activated, not only will the speed of cultivation increase several times, but even if it's just a superficial wound, it can heal within a certain period of time. The specific time depends on the cultivation level of the Myriad Bones Body owner, but—"
"The process of activating the Ten Thousand Bones Body requires enduring immense pain."
Upon hearing this, Yan Chen and Mo Jing fell silent.
A Yin is the youngest. Although he practices hard, he has never endured too much pain alone. I wonder if he can hold on?
Yun Zheng recalled A Yin's tone and knew that he must have made his choice.
He wanted to stay there and practice with that mysterious old man.
"Let's send a message to him now." Mo Jing said anxiously.
After saying that, he took out the identity token of the Holy Academy and sent a message to Mu Yin: "A Yin, how are you doing now? Do you know where you are? We are going to find you now, don't be afraid!"
Sent it over.
Then, the three of them listened to the messages from their other friends.
Most of the content is about Ayin being kidnapped, and the latest news is that Ayin can no longer be contacted.
Hearing this, Yun Zheng's heart tightened.
Without caring about anything else, she immediately summoned a slender brush. The spiritual force cut through her fingertips, squeezing out a drop of blood, which then stained the tip of the brush.
The next moment, Yun Zheng pinched the brush between her fingers and drew several strokes in the air smoothly, gradually outlining an unfamiliar blood-red pattern.
"Use my blood to ask for divination!"
A cool and pleasant voice rang out with great force.
I saw the blood-colored pattern gradually change color and become a white pattern.
Yan Chen and Mo Jing could not understand the pattern and font, but when they saw Yun Zheng's expression suddenly relaxed and she smiled, they knew that A Yin should be fine.
Yun Zheng turned to look at them twice and explained with a smile, "He's fine. This is his chance."
"That's good!"
They also sent messages back to their friends.
…
The news that Yun Zheng and the other two had left the library quickly spread throughout the Five Elements Spiritual Sect.
This made many disciples and elders eager to see the true face of this rumored weak little ancestor.
But, that little ancestor is at the top of the mountain!
How could they enter the first peak easily?
Everyone had no choice but to wait for the weak little ancestor to come out on his own initiative.
The little ancestor that everyone had been looking forward to day and night fell asleep as soon as he returned to his room in Qingge.
The next day.
After Yun Zheng got up, she found that there were five more disciples in white clothes in the hall of the pavilion.
Standing in a row waiting for her.
"Greetings, little ancestor." They saluted according to the rules, and the little eyes looked at Yun Zheng with a bit of curiosity and exploration.
There are five disciples in white, one female and four males.
She has a pleasing appearance.
The man in the lead had the demeanor of a senior brother, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a calm and composed aura.
The man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes saw her looking at him and reported in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Little Ancestor, the two uncles have gone to the Fifth Peak to attend the lecture."
Yun Zheng nodded, and just as she was about to speak, a deep voice came from behind.
"Disciple greets the young ancestor."
When Yun Zheng heard the voice, she frowned. It sounded familiar to her.
She looked back and saw a cold man in white standing opposite her. He raised his hand and bowed. His fingers with distinct joints looked particularly tempting to touch.
His brows were cold and his thin lips were tinged with a seductive red color.
His body is thin and upright, and he looks a bit like an immortal who does not appear to be from this world.
Yun Zheng raised her eyebrows and looked him up and down without any hesitation. This man was somewhat similar to Rong Shuo.
However, his appearance was somewhat inferior to Rong Shuo's.
Yun Zheng looked at him with great interest, and asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Mu Yunshuo. I am the master's new disciple, specially sent by the master to serve the little ancestor." He answered slowly.
The other five disciples looked at each other. What was going on? Why did the master suddenly accept another disciple?
Where did this Mu Yunshuo come from? !
The corners of Yun Zheng's lips rose silently, then were quickly suppressed.
She glanced at him expressionlessly and said coldly, "Come here."
Mu Yunshuo nodded slightly, "Yes."
He took a step and slowly walked to the side of the eldest senior brother with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, looking calm and composed.
Senior Brother Xie Mingchen inexplicably felt a sense of unease and timidity.
Xie Mingchen's brows furrowed slightly. What kind of cultivation level did this new junior fellow have? His aura was a bit too strong.
Qin Anyan, the female disciple standing at the end, had her heart beating like a drum, and she unconsciously glanced at Mu Yunshuo from the corner of her eye.
Xie Mingchen suddenly thought of something, his cheeks flushed. He mentally organized his words and spoke with some difficulty, "Little Ancestor, Master has instructed us that wherever you go, we must follow you and be your guards."
Guard?
Yun Zheng's thoughts were as clear as crystal, and she immediately realized that her nephew Duanmu Zheng still wanted his disciples to have a relationship with her...
Yun Zheng glanced at them calmly and said, "Please introduce yourselves first."
"I am the eldest disciple of Shoufeng, Xie Mingchen."
"I am the second disciple of Shoufeng, Mu Cheng'an."
"The seventh disciple of Shoufeng, Han Tianchen."
"The eighth disciple of Shoufeng, Baili Yuchen."
"The ninth disciple of Shoufeng, Qin Anyan."
After they finished introducing themselves, Yun Zheng looked at Mu Yunshuo, "What about you? Which disciple are you?"
Mu Yunshuo pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment. He didn't even know which disciple he was.
Seeing this, Xie Mingchen thought that the master was too eager to accept a disciple and had not yet had time to tell this young disciple his ranking, so he spoke up to help Mu Yunshuo out, "He is the eleventh disciple."
"eleven?"
"Yes." Mu Yunshuo replied.
Mu Yunshuo's eyes suddenly met Yun Zheng's, and his breathing became disordered for a moment.
Before he could react, Yun Zheng looked away and looked at Xie Mingchen, "Take me to the Fifth Peak to study."
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