The villain is right beside me

In the pet room, Mu Qing slowly pushed open the door. Just as the door was half opened, a black shadow shot out at a speed faster than lightning and threw itself into Mu Qing's arms.

Mu Qing took a closer look and found that the black shadow was a fist-sized young animal! Its body was as white as snow, with four hooves, a horse head and deer antlers, and scales on its body. When it saw Mu Qing looking at it, it stared with its dark and clear little eyes, bared its teeth and let out a roar, but the sound was extremely childish and had no deterrent effect at all.

"Qilin! This is actually a baby Qilin!" Upon seeing this baby, Lao Wang's expression froze and he let out a rare cry of surprise.

"Is he a Qilin?"

When Mu Qing heard that this fist-sized baby animal was actually a Qilin, he couldn't help but gasp.

Qilin is an ancient mythical beast, and the most special one among the mythical beasts. Yinglong gave birth to Jianma, and Jianma gave birth to Qilin. Since ancient times, it has been regarded as auspicious by everyone.

“I never thought that the egg you got was a Qilin egg. This is such a great fortune. Having it by your side can accumulate good luck for you and keep you safe.” Lao Wang looked at the Qilin in his palm and exclaimed in admiration.

"Accumulated luck?" Mu Qing was a little confused. As far as he knew, luck was illusory and hard to fathom. It was definitely not something that could be seen by the naked eye, and it seemed extremely difficult to change luck.

However, there is a generally accepted saying in the cultivation world that people with strong luck are often favored by heaven, and their cultivation is smooth and successful, and they have deep blessings and all kinds of opportunities that people envy. On the other hand, people with insufficient luck have a rough life and waste everything. Although they will not encounter any disasters, they can forget about having good luck in their lives.

Of course, since luck is elusive and difficult to detect with the naked eye, everyone's luck will change with a variety of things.

Lao Wang nodded and said, "Yes, for ordinary people in the secular world, Qilin is an auspicious beast that brings wealth and treasure, but for cultivators, having a Qilin sitting in the seat can completely change the fortune of a person or even a sect!"

Lao Wang suddenly thought of something and said, "Oh, right, this little fellow likes to eat rare treasures. As long as it has spiritual energy, no matter what it is, it is delicious in his mouth. This is how he accumulates luck. You must remember to find more rare treasures for him in the future."

"What! I have to spend a lot of money to raise him!" Mu Qing's face darkened and he looked at the little guy.

Roar……

The unicorn cub bared its teeth and roared twice at Mu Qing, as if in protest. However, with its childish voice and a pair of clear, dark eyes, it did not look fierce, but extremely cute.

Lao Wang said: "You still despise it. If you take it with you to the airspace battlefield, I guarantee you will find more opportunities."

Mu Qing looked at the little guy for a few seconds, then put it down and said, "I can't take it away."

The young Qilin looked aggrieved and pulled at Mu Qing's trouser leg.

Lao Wang also understood what he meant.

“Little guy, you have to lead this place obediently from now on. If I take you with me, both of us will be doomed.”

Roar!

A white light flashed on the body of the young Qilin, and it turned into a bean-sized thing, like a piece of mutton-fat jade, and jumped onto Mu Qing's hair.

"It can be like this!" Mu Qing was surprised. It was biting the hairband, which looked like an ordinary pendant.

Lao Wang suddenly thought of something and suddenly realized: "Yes, the Qilin is the leader of all beasts. It can transform into a dragon or a phoenix... Transformation is its innate magical power."

"Innate magical power..." Mu Qing was immediately moved: "Little guy, can you teach me?"

The young Qilin shook its head twice above his head as if shaking its head.

"Well, now that you have obtained the Kirin cub, what else can you be dissatisfied with? By then, you might become a treasure pot." Lao Wang said.

Mu Qing smiled and said nothing. As long as it doesn't cause me any trouble, it's fine. "By the way, let's give you a name. Let's call you Xiaobai."

The young Qilin jumped twice again to show that it didn't like it.

"Just call yourself Xiaobai, and your objection is futile. Ouch! You dare to hit me!"

The airspace battlefield is about to begin, and many cultivators below the Platform Building Realm within the sect are in seclusion, preparing themselves.

Mu Qing wanted to improve his combat power, but practicing was not enough. He remembered that there was a sword monument on the Sword God Peak, so he went to take a look.

At Yujian Peak, the outer disciples at the foot of the mountain were still practicing sword skills. Mu Qing once again came to the black stone wall and sat down to meditate.

The sword is the king of weapons and is recognized as the best weapon for killing in the world.

But is kendo limited to just one sword?

Mu Qing had learned too many things, but by combining the Five Elements Transformation, he thought that if he could take this opportunity to comprehend the Five Paths of Sword Intentions, it would also be an improvement to his own strength.

Mu Qing sat here for a long time, his consciousness attached to the stone wall, as if he saw thousands of different sword intentions.

At this time, Lao Wang's voice came: "Mu Qing, explore further, don't look at these sword intentions. It's good to imitate the old people and learn from the experience of the predecessors, but blindly imitating and referring to them is not your own thing at all. The experience of the predecessors only allows you to understand his swordsmanship, not yours, and you can't surpass those predecessors at all."

"Okay, I'll take another look." Mu Qing seemed to be traveling through a vast universe of sword intent, just like his soul floating in the starry sky, as deep as an abyss and as vast as the ocean.

Every moment of every day, there are always some disciples coming to the sword monument to comprehend the sword intent, but most of them can only persist for a few hours, and the longest does not exceed three days.

Mu Qing sat here for three days and three nights, and finally someone noticed him.

"He has been here since the day before yesterday and has never left. Which mountain is he from?"

"I don't know him. He has been here for three days, right? It seems that no outer disciple has ever been able to stay in front of the sword monument for four days!"

The fourth day was almost over, and Mu Qing's body was motionless, like a sculpture.

"I remember him! He is Mu Qing, the useless disciple of our sect."

"Ah? He is Mu Qing. Didn't they say that his cultivation has been greatly reduced and he can't build a platform anymore?"

"Hmph, what's the point of him meditating? Without a platform, he's still a waste. I don't know what the master sees in him."

"Keep your voice down and don't talk nonsense about our master."

Mu Qing seemed to be lost in the sword intent space of the sword monument. On the way, he saw a nebula composed of countless sword intents, which was spectacular and charming. He was also thinking about how to change the five elements.

Finally, Mu Qing came to a horrible place. It seemed like a battlefield. He was in the sea of ​​stars and the vast Milky Way was filled with the smell of blood.

Among billions of stars, broken ancient swords are scattered in the dark universe. A mournful cry can be clearly felt from the cracks and sword intent. It is simply a graveyard for swords.

Mu Qing swallowed and made a gurgling sound. He had never seen such a spectacular scene before and his eyes were full of surprise.

"What the hell is this place?" Mu Qing couldn't help but speak.

“This is my territory.”

The voice was very hoarse. When Mu Qing turned around, he saw a young and handsome black-haired boy wearing black clothes.

The young man's eyes were filled with hostility and murderous intent, like an unparalleled demon. He glanced at Mu Qing and said unsatisfiedly, "No one has come to Piaomiao Fairy Mountain for a long time. It's so weak."

Mu Qing smiled bitterly: "May I ask who the senior is?"

The young man in black had a gloomy expression on his face: "I am the spirit of the sword monument. How did you get here?"

Mu Qing spread his hands and said, "I was thinking about something and came here unknowingly."

"Thinking about something?" Bei Ling seemed a little surprised and looked at Mu Qing twice. Suddenly, Mu Qing felt as if he had no secrets at all, as if he could see through him clearly from beginning to end.

Mu Qing covered his upper body and said, "Senior, I feel creepy when you look at me like that."

The stele spirit had a strange look on his face, looking at him with some disgust, then waved his hand and said, "Go, go, go quickly. I'm not interested in an ant that I can easily crush to death."

Mu Qing asked, "How do we get out?" He looked at the scene around him again. It seemed that this place had experienced one or even hundreds of wars.

The young man in black looked at Mu Qing in surprise and said, "You are quite capable to be here, so I will give you some pointers."

With a casual snap of his hands, billions of ancient swords moved with his will. A mighty wave of sword energy surged in all directions, like a roaring ancient beast.

Mu Qing's eyes focused, and he could clearly see that the omnipresent sword intent was actually as real as a sword dragon, which shook Mu Qing's soul and made him tremble. Stars appeared in front of his eyes, and he was caught off guard. He staggered and almost retreated.

"The sword is like a dragon, and this dragon is also lifelike, just like a real dragon." Mu Qing understood clearly: "I cultivate the five elements of Qi, which can be transformed into sword Qi. What if sword cultivators can also transform sword Qi into a shape and make it so lifelike? There are thousands of methods in the world, and three thousand great ways, but in the end they all lead to the same destination."

The young man in black was somewhat surprised to find that when the young man was under the pressure of his sword intent just now, a trace of distraction flashed in his eyes, but his gaze returned to clarity almost in an instant.

But, that's all.

The young man in black has been in the sword monument for tens of millions of years and has seen countless stunning young warriors, some of them were determined, some were heroic and free and easy, all kinds of them.

"Go back." The young man in black snapped his fingers, and the sword intent surged out like a flood breaking through a dam, powerful and ferocious, and rushed towards Mu Qing fiercely.

Just as Mu Qing was thinking, the terrifying oppressive force of the sword had already hit him hard.

At this moment, the entire battlefield suddenly changed. All kinds of blazing lights flowed and turned into a rolling torrent, surging and turbulent, as if it was going to open up the wilderness, and the sword intent was sweeping across the sky, destroying the universe.

Rumble!

Under this horrifying pressure, Mu Qing's body trembled violently several times and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. His soul felt like it was hit by a huge hammer and he couldn't help but feel a trembling pain.

Outside the sword monument, Mu Qing's body trembled violently, blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he vomited blood with a wow, his body shaking uncontrollably.

When others saw this scene, they realized that he had actually sat in front of the sword monument for six days. However, the scene of him vomiting blood made everyone feel sorry for him and they thought he had failed.

"It looks like it's just a flash in the pan after all."

"You don't have the strength, but you still try to be strong. Remember this lesson in the future."

Mu Qing was wiping the blood, his expression revealed a fierce and outstanding look, but in his eyes there was an unprecedented clarity.

"I understand, I understand!"

"The myriad sword intentions are just like the myriad Dao methods. Since they have similarities, they can be integrated and comprehended again!"

"The five elements, the four magical powers of the Sutra of Time and Yin, and the Sun and Moon in the Sky. One yin and one yang, yin descends and yang rises, interpreting the five elements and transforming into the four seasons. The sun sets and the moon rises, the four seasons rotate, the five elements change, reducing the excess and supplementing the deficiency."

Mu Qing bowed slightly towards the sword monument, and then went back to verify what he had obtained.