Arbitrary for eternity! Defy Heaven and Become Emperor

Time flies like water, and three years pass by in a hurry. In the center of the courtyard, two brothers, Mu Yun and Mu Ying, sit cross-legged, with their eyes closed and their expressions solemn.

Xuan Ye narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the two of them motionlessly until a stick of incense passed.

Xuan Ye raised his brows and couldn't help but reveal a hint of relief at the corner of his mouth. In his perception of Taoism, a small space in Mu Ying's mind slowly took shape.

A peanut-sized ball inside slowly rotated, and when Xuan Ye moved his eyes to Mu Yun, his brows furrowed slightly.

After a moment he smiled bitterly and said:

"As a teacher, I will help you again!"

After finishing his words, Xuan Ye pointed at the center of Mu Yun's eyebrows, and a faint golden light flashed into his mind.

At this time, Mu Yun's whole body of mana condensed into a line, constantly stabbing at the aura of light in his mind.

But after trying dozens of times, he still couldn't break through the spiritual light, and he was already sweating profusely.

When I was extremely anxious, a small golden sword suddenly appeared out of thin air next to the spiritual light in my mind, and it swiped slowly and lightly.

The aura that had been unable to break through suddenly appeared. A gap suddenly appeared. Mu Yun was greatly refreshed. He mobilized all his magic power and rushed forward quickly again.

But this time, entering it was much smoother and easier than before.

At this time, Xuan Ye slowly retracted his fingers. Half an hour later, Mu Ying woke up first. The moment he opened his eyes, he stood up suddenly, put his hands on his waist, and laughed wildly:

"Hahaha... I have achieved great success! I am now invincible! Oh hahahaha..."

The little girl burst into laughter for half a quarter of an hour, then smacked her lips with unfinished content. Then she looked down and saw Xuan Ye staring at her with a face as black as coal.

Suddenly his face turned red, and he threw himself into Xuan Ye's arms like the wind, and said coquettishly:

"Master! My old...disciple has finally become a powerful master in the soul-containing realm!"

"Mighty?"

Xuan Ye twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at the extremely impudent girl in his arms, feeling both love and hate in his heart, and extremely helpless.

He couldn't help but think of his master, Yun Zhongzi, who often looked distressed when faced with Senior Sister Ling. He finally showed a wry smile, but then his face turned serious and he reprimanded:

"You're careless, you don't have a formal appearance, how can you be decent! It's just a minor cultivation of Yunhun, so blindly arrogant and arrogant, from now on..."

"Oops! Ying'er knows! Master! You are so verbose!"

Before Xuan Ye finished his reprimand, the little girl interrupted with an impatient expression.

Xuan Ye's face turned even darker, and he raised his palm as if to hit her. Only then did the little girl become honest again.

Xuan Ye casually educated him:

"Look at Yun'er! Although his qualifications and talents are slightly inferior to yours, he is worse than you in being stable. In this regard, you..."

"Wahahahaha... I am indeed the proud man of heaven! Even in the Yunhun Realm, I can't even beat you! Wahahahaha..."

At this moment, Mu Yun, the little fat man, suddenly opened his eyes and looked up to the sky with a proud smile.

The veins on Xuan Ye's forehead were beating one after another, and his figure disappeared in a flash, leaving only an angry shout:

"If this state is not stabilized within a month, one person will receive one hundred boards, and he will get it himself!"

At this time, Mu Yun, the little fat man, only slightly woke up from his arrogance. When he turned around, he saw his sister glaring at him.

The next moment, Amei ran up to her like a whirlwind, grabbed one of Mu Yun's ears unceremoniously, and said angrily:

"Young Yunhun Xiaoxiu, what are you so crazy about! Look at how angry our master is..."

"A-mei... A-mei! Be gentle, I am wrong, I will never dare to do it again... A-mei..."

After three years of rest, Xuan Ye's injuries finally healed with the support of sufficient elixirs.

Naturally, his strength has returned to its peak again. Looking at the two brothers and sisters laughing and scolding in the courtyard, there is a warmth in their hearts, but after a moment, they sigh softly.

A month later, Xuan Ye summoned the two brothers and sister. After pondering for a moment, he turned his palm over and saw a small cyan sword. A yellow token and two mini magic weapons appeared in his hand.

After a slight hesitation and a gentle push, the two magic weapons fell into Mu Ying's hands.

Then Xuan Ye turned his hand again, and there was another small green sword and a small golden hammer, and he pushed it to Mu Yun's side.

The two brothers and sisters received their respective magic weapons, bursting with joy and unable to put them down.

After a while, Muying smiled sweetly and said:

"Master! Is this the original treasure you mentioned? It is indeed very beautiful!"

"Hehehe...Thank you, Master!"

Mu Yun also thanked him excitedly.

Xuan Ye nodded slightly, then suddenly looked solemn and said:

"You two should know that ordinary people are not guilty, but they are guilty of possessing a jade! These two treasures, even as a teacher, were only obtained by chance after several life-and-death fights, and everything that a teacher has is achieved by relying on I fought hard all the way without any luck.

You two must not be passive and slack off because you have a teacher. Otherwise, if you find yourself in a desperate situation one day, you will regret it too late! "

When the two brothers and sisters heard it, they remembered it deeply in their hearts and made a promise on the spot.

Xuan Ye felt slightly relieved, and the two of them finally remembered his painstaking teachings.

Then Xuan Ye looked at the naive Mu Yun, sighed slightly, turned his palm again, and a piece of armor shrouded in black mist and extremely ferocious appeared in his hand.

This is the Heavenly Demon Armor that has been accompanying Xuan Ye and made many meritorious deeds. Xuan Ye handed it to Mu Yun and said softly:

"Yun'er! You are kind-hearted and honest, but you lack a little bit of intelligence. This armor can be regarded as one of the few precious treasures on the master's body. You can just shed your blood to recognize its owner. If you encounter an unstoppable crisis, it will be enough to save your life."

"Disciple, thank you Master!"

Mu Yun took the Heavenly Demon Armor and immediately knelt down to Xuan Ye and bowed deeply.

Xuan Ye helped him up, spread out his palms, and a ball of flame as big as a fist, with countless runes the size of rice grains flashing inside, floated in his hands.

"Ying'er! This fire is extremely powerful. With your level of cultivation, it is difficult to refine it. I will take a sliver of your soul blood to help you."

Xuan Ye took out another one of his trump cards, the True Demonic Flame, and without waiting for Mu Ying to reply, he pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

The next moment, a drop of bright red blood slowly floated out from between his eyebrows. The moment this drop of blood floated out, Muying's face suddenly became pale and bloodless.

His body tilted, as if he had lost all his strength, and almost fell to the ground. Mu Yun hurriedly stepped forward to hold him up, and then managed to stand firm.

And Xuan Ye's sword finger, a bit of golden light suddenly lit up, quickly wrapping the soul blood.

Then it was slowly integrated into the real demon flame. The demon flame behaved extremely calmly, and no abnormality occurred at all.

As time passed by, Mu Ying suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if the simmering flames were like his own blood, and he suddenly felt like blood was thicker than water.