The woman in white as snow sat quietly on the top floor of the First Sword Tower. Her eyes were like an ancient well, without any ripples. It seemed that no matter how strong Mo Que was, it was not worth the slightest ripple in her heart.
"I know that Mo Que has a grudge against the Ye family. Can you blame me for not letting you compete for the ranking this time?" The first poster looked at her so calmly and sighed softly.
Shaking his head, Ye Chenxue said calmly: "Although he had a proud appearance in the past, since he can be defeated by others, it means he is nothing more than this. What's more, now that his body is broken and his martial arts practice is blocked, his future is blocked. Now that I have become a saint,
It is inherited from our ancestors, and no one in Qingzhou’s younger generation can stand in my eyes.”
The first poster was deeply silent, Ye Chenxue's indifferent tone was full of arrogance, but with the inheritance of the Yueque Sword Ancestor and the Yueling Holy Physique, she now has the ability to look down on the geniuses of Qingzhou.
"I don't want you to participate in the competition for the ranking because I don't want to reveal your strength to others too early. You have inherited the Sword Ancestor and hold the future of my Sword Tower in your hands. The only spot in the building will be given to you directly. I believe it will also
No one objected."
Although Bai Yumo said this, there was always a hint of worry between his brows.
Even though Ye Chenxue was outstanding, he would always think of what the woman in plain clothes said in front of Wujian Cliff.
The woman who even he couldn't see through actually favored Mo Que, who was physically disabled, and this matter always made him worried.
The owner of the first building looked at the proud woman in front of him, whom the entire Jianlou regarded as the future. He opened his mouth several times, but hesitated and said: "On the day when I became a disciple..."
He thought of the nameless sword on top of the Sword Test Monument, the only nameless sword that was superior to Ye Chenxue.
Although it has not been confirmed now, looking at all the disciples who climbed the mountain that day, it seems that the only one who has such strength is that one who is physically disabled.
That sword was not only stuck on the top of the sword test monument, but also pierced the hearts of the first poster and Ye Chenxue.
"It can't be him!" As if she knew what Bai Yumo was thinking, Ye Chenxue shook her head gently and said: "He just entered the martial arts when he first entered the martial arts, and his body was completely disabled. No matter how talented he was in the past, he would still be a physically disabled person.
Maybe above me!"
There was a trace of fluctuation in her calm eyes, and a bit of anger disappeared in a flash.
The first poster immediately sighed and remained silent.
He never dared to mention this matter because he was worried.
For those who practice swords, the most important thing is the sword's heart. No matter how talented the goddess of the Ye family is, or how powerful the Moon Spirit Holy Body is, when the nameless sword is mentioned, the sword's heart will still be shaken and the heart will be rippled.
This woman's talent is astonishing, but the nameless sword that dominates her has always been a lingering shadow in her heart.
Moreover, Bai and Mo knew deeply that the owner of that sword could be anyone, but it could not be Mo Que!
Precisely because of this, although he had a guess in his mind, he had not really confirmed it yet, and he had never mentioned it to Ye Chenxue.
In the past, Bai Yumo always wanted to find the person who left the sword, but now, he hoped from the bottom of his heart that it would be best never to know the identity of that person.
"You no longer need to compete for the rankings, just concentrate on understanding the inheritance of the Sword Ancestor." Bai and Mo sighed in their hearts, turned around, and walked down the building.
After Bai and Mo left, the Heavenly Lady of the Ye family sat alone in the building, closed her eyes again, and meditated on the swordsmanship of Yue Que Sword Ancestor.
However, as soon as she closed her eyes, Mo Que and the nameless sword often flashed through her mind. She could not calm down in her heart, and instead became more and more violent.
"Boom!"
Bai and Mo came downstairs and saw a sky-high sword energy rushing out from the top of the first sword tower, like a crescent moon rising into the sky, the sword slashing through the sky.
Several elders who were guarding Ye Chenxue in the building were moved and said happily: "With this disciple in our sword building, we will definitely be able to overpower all forces in this hundred states competition!"
Looking at the violent sword intent, Bai and Mo shook their heads and sighed.
He deeply felt that the woman in plain clothes was right. Ye Chenxue's Holy Body might be powerful, and his talent in cultivation might be far better than Mo Que's, but when it came to swordsmanship, Mo Que's talent was far ahead of hers.
superior.
At least, Mo Que's sword heart is unwavering and will never be easily shaken by external objects.
Waking up from his deep sleep, Mo Que suddenly felt severe pain all over his body. He wanted to get up from the bed, but his trembling hands could hardly support his body.
"Are you awake?"
In the room, a woman in green clothes sat drinking tea. Seeing Mo Que wake up, she smiled and spoke.
This woman was about twenty years old, with bright eyes and white teeth, black hair like ink, and a slight smile at the corner of her mouth. Her eyes looked at Mo Que, showing cunning and agility, like an elf who did not eat the fireworks of the world.
"Who are you?" Mo Que held the broken sword beside the bed. This person could come to his room without him noticing. It was definitely not easy.
"You are so weak after the battle with Qin Yuanming, and you still want to hold the sword and fight with me?" The woman in green glanced at Mo Que's hand holding the sword, and showed a look that was half-smiling.
This man's character is truly determined, and even in this situation, he is still fearless.
Mo Que loosened his grip on the sword and said, "I wonder if I can give you any advice, young lady?"
"Don't take action anymore?" The woman in green clothes was a little surprised. Mo Que was still feeling like he was facing a formidable enemy just now, but why did he relax now?
"If you want to kill me, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to wake up." Mo Que felt that the woman had no ill intentions and smiled on his pale face.
"As a martial arts successor, you took the initiative to go to Golden Scale City to challenge the Dao Palace disciples. I originally thought you were an impulsive, reckless, and passionate person. Now it seems that although you act fearlessly, you are not a reckless person."
With a hint of interest in her eyes, the woman in green raised her lips and said with a smile: "It seems that it was no accident that you were able to defeat the geniuses of hundreds of states back then."
This last sentence made Mo Que hold the Broken Sword tightly again and said, "Who are you?"
In the entire Qingzhou, except for people from the Ye family, few people knew about his past and identity, but this woman talked casually and seemed to know everything about his past.
Seeing his attitude changing one after another, the woman in green blinked her big and smart eyes and said playfully: "What do you think?"
Looking at this girl, Mo Que only felt that she was cunning and playful, and for a while he couldn't figure out her origins.
But if this woman wanted to kill him, he couldn't wake up at all, so he had to release the broken sword again and said: "Are you sent by forces from other states to recruit talents competing for the ranking?"
Liu Hongfu said that there are many powerful people from other states in Qingzhou now, and they want to use the competition to recruit talents from various states.
"Congratulations..." The woman in green's eyes smiled like crescent moons, and she said with a smile: "You guessed wrong!"
Mo Que was stunned. This woman was naughty and cunning. He shook his head helplessly and said, "If you don't want to tell me, I won't force you."
"Life is short, and you are boring!" The woman in green frowned and sighed: "I know that I will take the initiative to find you and I will confess my identity, so I don't want to guess anymore."
Mo Que didn't say anything as she saw through her thoughts at a glance. He just felt that this woman looked naughty, but was actually extremely smart inside.
"My name is Mu Yunshang." Seeing Mo Que's appearance, the woman in green no longer wanted to joke with him anymore, and said seriously: "As for my identity, I am the guide of the Immortal Alliance."