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Chapter 297 Fushan Sect Extra Story 7 Wood Ruyue

A year later, the Exiled Lands finally saw a human cub for the first time in thousands of years. Looking at the cub's skin and tender meat, he knew it must be delicious!

But when I thought of the way Mu Qingwei cried, I thought, forget it, let's eat my own cubs, no one cries when my own cubs are eaten, and that human cub is eaten, can Mu Qingwei cry to death?
As a group of elderly monsters, they are really afraid of noise.

But then the old monster finally reached a consensus: human beings are really annoying creatures!

It's so small, why is it so noisy?And she is obviously a girl, why is she so skinny!Those who steal chickens today and pet dogs tomorrow can't be fierce. If they are fierce, they will scream and scream. There is no demon power.

It was hard to survive until Mu Qingwei died, but the cub was five years old, he was no longer tender, and it was not tasty. The most important thing was that Feng Yao was telling everyone his life every day, and the cub's martial arts were quite high.

The little bastard is called Mu Ruyue, but the monsters in the exiled lands like to call her little bastard. This title really captures the love and hatred of all the monsters in the entire exiled lands.

Five-year-old children should not have any special feelings about death. They may feel sad, but they may not yet understand the profound meaning of death.

However, only Mu Ruyue understood that when her mother died, although she didn't show any sadness, or she didn't show any emotions, making others think she didn't understand anything, but in fact her heart Emotions are complex.

In Mu Ruyue's memory, her mother was always sick in bed. As for her father... that sword spirit, her mother didn't want her to recognize him, and he never meant to recognize her, but only wanted her to recognize him as her master. Then he supported himself and his mother, and taught himself a lot of martial arts and swordsmanship.

And what my mother likes to do most every day is to urge her to make puppets. Since she was three years old, she has been practicing day and night every day. Once she slack off a bit, her mother will be very angry. It turned into scolding.

Feng Xiao would give a few words of advice at first, but seeing Mu Qingwei becoming more and more bewildered, he simply frowned and disappeared, leaving Mu Ruyue alone to face her mother's overwhelming abuse.

And because those monsters couldn't stand Mu Qingwei's roar, they silently set up a barrier around Mu Qingwei's house.

Mu Ruyue could only try her best to do better and better, and gradually gave up a lot of fun in her childhood, and every day listening to her mother complaining about her life experience and the so-called holy sect, Mu Ruyue herself didn't realize it. I hate that place called Fushan Sect, a place I have never touched.

She hates Fushan Sect. If it wasn't for that place, if it wasn't for that sect leader, her mother wouldn't be exiled here, wouldn't instill so many dark thoughts in her every day, wouldn't bring her so many bad things... Life.

She hated her mother, if she didn't like her, why gave birth to her.

She hated every monster here. They looked so harmonious, but in fact, they were just animals that no one knew about.

She hated everything in this world.

On her fifth birthday, she made her first corpse puppet of her own. Her mother cried and laughed, praised her and scolded the people of Fushan Sect, then suddenly her eyes widened. Just die.

Looking at the gradually cooling corpse on the bed, Mu Ruyue felt a little sad in her heart, but more importantly, she felt unprecedented ease and a kind of inexplicable joy.

She knew it didn't seem right, but so what? !
She didn't show it, but just pretended that she didn't understand anything. Seeing Feng Yao's expressionless face, waving his hands and not knowing where to receive Mu Qingwei's body, and then leaving, Mu Ruyue really wanted to laugh, from the bottom of her heart. Smile must be happy and good-looking.

Without Mu Qingwei's supervision, Mu Ruyue's cultivation has not slackened off. She still needs to go to Fushan Sect to solve the root causes of her pain!

Because Mu Qingyi always wanted her to lurk into the Fushan Sect, Mu Ruyue had hardly practiced. Her spirit was extremely powerful, and her five senses were very sensitive. Coupled with Feng Yao's personal teaching, Mu Ruyue's martial arts and swordsmanship were even more superb.

After Mu Qingwei's death, Feng Yao spent a little longer at home, but what was left to Mu Ruyue was still a deep-minded and strict teacher. Feng Yao never blamed him for not practicing well or being playful, but he also Because of this, Mu Ruyue did not dare to slack off.

Because once she slack off, the next time she will be left with endless pain, the master will never give her extra time, and throw her into the demon realm to practice when the time comes.

Looking at Feng Xiao's indifferent smile, Mu Ruyue had no doubt that if she died, the master would not even collect the body for her.

From beginning to end, for everyone, she is just a tool.

Another ten years have passed, and Mu Ruyue is already a tall and graceful girl. In the mortal world, she should be at the age to talk about marriage, but in the world of immortality, it is just the beginning.

Mu Ruyue, on the other hand, could also create a corpse puppet without any cultivation and relying on a pile of ordinary fire.

This should be a happy thing, because Fanhuo is not easy to control the temperature of the fire, and it is likely to destroy the puppet, so even Fanhuo can't affect Mu Ruyue's craftsmanship, let alone the natal spirit fire after cultivation Woolen cloth?
But Mu Ruyue knew that she had no right to be happy, because her life had just begun.

Mu Ruyue can freely enter and exit the Demon Realm. Her mother has shown her Shengzong's clothes countless times, and she clearly imprinted them in her mind.

The only sect in the world is the Fushan Sect, other casual cultivators have no qualifications at all, and they don't have the money to wear such high-quality clothing.

Mu Ruyue changed into clean ordinary clothes and walked out of the exile.

She wants to be a casual cultivator, and at the same time demonstrate exquisite swordsmanship and martial arts, so that the Fushan Sect will accept her as a disciple.

It's not that the Fushan sect doesn't know how to accept casual cultivators, it's just that the requirements are very high, but with the martial arts taught by Feng Yao himself, she believes that she can enter the Fushan sect.

She first killed a casual cultivator, snatched the man's sword, and then wandered in the demon realm until she finally found a group of Fushan Sect disciples.

She deliberately fought with a demon king, and successfully attracted the attention of the team of disciples. At the same time, her swordsmanship was exquisite, but her cultivation level was very low, which was very consistent with the characteristics of some casual cultivators. The only difference was probably her sword. Fazhen is very good, to be able to draw a tie with the demon king with an uncultivated body, it is simply a genius in heaven.

Then Mu Ruyue was accidentally injured and was picked up by those people and brought back to Fushan Sect.

Because Mu Ruyue has no signs of magic cultivation, and her cultivation level is not high, and the saber is a low-level spiritual sword that can be bought anywhere in the world of immortality, almost no one doubts her identity, only after some simple assessments and a period of time After being monitored, Mu Ruyue successfully sneaked into Yujian Miaofa Hall.

The legendary Holy Sect, haha, is nothing more than that.

Mu Ruyue slept in the disciple's room, looked at the ceiling, and sneered.

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