The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

"How about you stay in my room—" Yun Su made a constructive suggestion: "My bed is quite big, and there are new games for you to play. You will have a lot of fun."

Looking at Yun Su, whose true intentions were exposed, Jing Yan sighed helplessly: "Did you do this on purpose or by accident?"

"I did it on purpose." Yun Su told the truth: "I just want your body."

"Be a little more normal!" Jing Yan rubbed the fur of the little fox in his arms hard, and the little fox showed a satisfied expression.

"Harder. That's not how you treated me yesterday."

Jing Yan was panicked and stared at her vigilantly.

"Just kidding." Yun Su's eyes flickered and he smiled softly, "The intensity last night was just right."

"What memories have you remembered?" Jing Yan sighed: "Are all of you Sky Foxes so late in maturing... Don't glare at me."

Yun Su's pure white little fox raised his eyebrows and stared at Jing Yan fiercely, not forgetting to question him.

"Bad guy!"

Yun Su slowly uttered two words.

The scripture says: “???”

Are you kidding me? Who is the initiator? I have been very merciful of you by not reporting your behavior to the sect's Discipline Department. This kind of behavior of pushing the disciple to the level of sexual harassment by abusing one's position, which would be punished by being thrown into a pig cage in ancient times!

You are still so arrogant, do you know what the sky is high and the earth is thick? !

"Okay, okay, I was just kidding."

Yun Su jumped into Jing Yan's arms: "Master, I volunteered. You can punish me if you want. I know I was wrong, but I won't change!"

She smiled and said, “You are my only answer to being brave.”

Jing Yan swallowed the words he wanted to say in retort, looked at the little fox in his arms, and scratched her tail.

"Of course, the main reason is that no one can beat me now."

The little fox said with his hands on his hips.

Jing Yan sighed. Well, he was actually a little touched just now. He was a little too sentimental. He knew Yun Su's character very well. If he could be serious for more than three sentences, it would be a blessing from God.

Oh... With Yun Su's current strength, even if God opens his eyes, it will be of no use. She is the kind of person who can hold the hilt of the sword and ask God to cover her eyes.

Jingyan shook his head and looked at Yunsu seriously.

"So, how are you doing now?"

"What's going on?" Yun Su was stunned and pretended to be stupid.

"Of course it's your state... You have been in the spirit fox state since just now. What happened?"

Jing Yan scratched the little fox's head and asked.

"oh....."

Yun Su looked a little dejected.

"It's just that my cultivation is too high. This world is somewhat rejecting me. In addition, the sword domain that allowed me to ascend fell into Qingzhu Peak. If I were to show my human form, it would be a little difficult."

However, Yun Su soon perked up: "Of course, this state is only temporary. I just need to get familiar with this feeling... It's not like I can't show my human form anyway!"

She pouted and whispered, "Of course, it's only allowed on certain special occasions... like when it's late at night and you're alone."

"I hope I'm not mistaken."

"It's what you think!" Yun Su nodded seriously: "You don't need to pity me, your master. Test me!"

"Stop telling your dirty jokes!"

Jing Yan took a deep breath, looked at the sword domain that filled the entire Qingzhu Peak, and asked, "What should we do with this sword domain?"

"Just leave it here. No one else can take it away anyway."

Yun Su spread his hands and said, "However, the sword realm that was supposed to ascend has fallen into the human world. I need to suppress it to prevent it from ascending again. If it ascends again, the next time I will be greeted by the deep Heaven Gate."

"I don't understand, is there a simpler explanation?"

Jing Yan blinked and asked in confusion.

"Simply put, Master, I can't leave Qingzhu Peak, I can't leave the Sword Domain, I need to suppress it and prevent it from ascending!" Yun Su knocked on Jing Yan's head: "Do you understand now?"

"Are you looking for an excuse to continue being a parasite in the future?"

"What rice bug? Master, what is my current level of cultivation? Please call me Mi Long."

"Weren't you quite against this nickname before?"

"Now I feel a bit more majestic and domineering." Yun Su curled up and said, "It was you who named it for me."

"Ok."

Jing Yan was silent for a moment.

"So, you will never be able to leave Qingzhu Peak in your life?"

"That's not true."

Yun Su sighed: "I am suppressing the sword pond now, which is equivalent to placing an anchor point here. I can't get away. As long as this sword pond does not ascend one day, I will naturally not need to suppress it."

"But think on the bright side. I don't go down the mountain very often, right? So - in order to accompany this lonely old man, you are not allowed to leave me. Do you hear me?"

Jing Yan did not reply, but fell into deep thought.

"What is the solution?"

Jing Yan asked seriously, "The way to set you free."

"Oh, don't be so sad, Master. I just can't leave Qingzhu Peak. I'm not dead. If you really want me to be free, you can try to refine all the swords scattered on Qingzhu Peak in the sword pool, but that's too much..."

Yun Su stopped talking, and looking at Jing Yan's serious expression, the little fox became a little worried.

"You are not really considering refining all the swords on Qingzhu Peak, are you? There are too many, it will kill people, and you will never be able to refine them all even if you refine them till old age."

Jing Yan rubbed Yun Su's head and said with a smile, "I'm considering it."

"Why bother thinking about it? Instead of thinking about it now, you might as well think about the most important issue."

Yun Su scratched Jing Yan and said fiercely, "It's urgent!"

"It's urgent?" Jing Yan was puzzled: "What's urgent?"

Yun Su said coquettishly, "Because I am the last Sky Fox in the world. Only if there are two Sky Foxes will I not lose my memory. So... you understand what I mean... you understand, right? Why are you shaking your head? You definitely understand, right? Stop right there! Why are you running!!! Isn't it just giving birth to a child? I'm not going to get you pregnant, what are you afraid of?"

"Jingyan, come back to me soon!!!"

One hundred and thirty-two. One letter is enough

Dongsheng Shenzhou, Qinglan Sword Sect.

At night, the cold silver moon shines on the snow-white mountains. The heavy snow seems to never stop. Endless snowflakes are dancing in the air and slowly fall down, landing on the mountaintops, on the doorsteps, and in the courtyard.

The plum blossoms and snow fall into the dust, and the silver moon falls into Jiange.

In the quiet courtyard, only the sound of the cold wind could be heard.

A light sound came from the door, and gradually, the sound got closer. Then, the wind-blocking screen was pulled open, and a cold figure stepped out.

Her head full of silver hair was like flowing clouds, reflected in the Jiange. The girl's brows were slightly raised and cold, but her eyes were full of spring water.

She was wearing a slim-fitting light blue dress, with a jade pendant with no pattern on the front or back hanging around her waist, and a blue-green sword on her back with a silver-white tassel at the end.

The flying snowflakes fell around her but avoided her dress. Her hair, which had been tied up, was now spread out and hung to her waist.

Mu Yunning pushed open the door of Jiange, and the white plum blossoms in front of her seemed to blend into the snow.

The Qinglan Sword Sect is located in the northernmost part of Dongsheng Shenzhou, adjacent to Beijuluzhou. Because of its extremely high altitude, snow falls in the sect all year round and never stops.

Looking at the white snow in front of her, Mu Yunning slowly bent over, squatted down in front of the snow, stretched out her slender white little hand, and drew a smiling expression on the snow.

The girl looked at the smile in the snow, as if she saw someone also smiling and waving at her - she actually didn't want much, just looking at his smile from afar would make the girl satisfied for a long, long time.

She thought of the snow mountain, her brows furrowed, and she used her sword to hold back the wind and snow, drawing a circle around the smile, trying to protect the smile from disappearing in the misty snow.

After finishing everything, Mu Yunning stood up.

At this moment, she has already understood some of the inheritance bestowed upon her by the "Sword Bearer".

A crystal sword heart beats within her body.

Mu Yunning’s talent is actually not that high, at least compared to Jing Yan. From childhood to adulthood, she has never surpassed Jing Yan.

But she has a talent that Jingyan cannot compare to.

She works harder than Jingyan.

In other words, she never knew how to give up.

She is like a stubborn little girl with her own will. Whenever she encounters difficulties, she will do everything she wants to do out of spite.

This is a bad habit, but in some cases, this kind of spirit is rare and precious.

She doesn't know how to give up and will not give up her inner bottom line, which is why the swordsman chose her.

Only one person can correct her bad habit.

This person is not with her now.

While thinking, Mu Yunning slowly walked out of Jiange. Her long boots were submerged in the thick snow, and the flying snowflakes stuck to her white knee socks.

This is Jiange, the highest training ground of the Qinglan Sword Sect. It is also the place with the most abundant spiritual energy.

Mu Yunning walked down the mountain step by step.

The snow is getting lighter.

She did not fly on the sword, but walked down step by step with a pious mood, like a pilgrim.

Slowly, she walked faster and faster, her toes tapping the ground lightly, and the soles of her boots made a clear sound on the long mountain steps.

two months.

She finally stabilized her cultivation.

Gradually, she came to the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, more and more disciples of Qinglan Sword Sect gathered. After seeing Mu Yunning, they all rubbed their eyes in surprise.

Mu Yunning was very prestigious in Qinglan Sword Sect. As the former Sword Master of Qinglan Sword Sect, she never put on airs and was always gentle towards her fellow disciples. Therefore, almost all disciples of Qinglan Sword Sect regarded Mu Yunning as the eldest senior sister.

Facts have proved that having a stunningly beautiful, talented, and good-natured senior sister is enough to raise the morale of the entire Qinglan Sword Sect by ten percentage points.

"Senior Sister Mu Yun, are you out of seclusion?"

"Senior Sister Mu Yun, good morning."

"Senior Sister Mu Yun, this is the cake I just bought, it's still hot..."

Along the way, there were always some disciples from the Qinglan Sword Sect who greeted her, and Mu Yunning was very polite and responded with a smile as much as possible.

She came to the square at the foot of the mountain, which was the most central place of Qinglan Sword Sect. Its function was equivalent to Qiu Shui's Tianshu Peak. It was the place where disciples of the sect accepted tasks, exchanged experiences, and purchased medicinal materials.

It is also the most prosperous place in the Qinglan Sword Sect.

The Qinglan Sword Sect is not as good as Qiu Shui. They have much fewer disciples, but their sect tradition is simple and honest. Different from the introverted environment of Qiu Shui, the atmosphere in the Qinglan Sword Sect is much more relaxed.

There is not so much intrigue among the disciples. Instead, they know each other well, just like they are from the same school.

It was morning now and there were not many Qinglan disciples in the square.

Mu Yunning walked quietly in the inconspicuous alley, not wanting to attract too much attention - she just had one thing to do, something very important, something she had been thinking about day and night.

The girl walked quickly down the long corridor, passed the short alley, turned and walked into a shop with a carriage parked at the door.

Perhaps because it was early in the morning, there were only a few people in the group. There were only two female outer disciples from the Qinglan Sword Sect who were sorting letters of different sizes.

This is the Qinglan Sword Sect’s post station.

All letters that are not urgent orders sent to Qinglan Sword Sect will be handed over to the post station for distribution to each disciple.

If someone does not receive the letter due to special reasons, the letter will be returned along the same route and temporarily stored in the post station.

This is what Mu Yunning has been thinking about day and night.

She knocked gently on the door and asked softly, "Is the post station open now?"