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Chapter 1680 Young Elder of Tianyuan Sword Sect

On both sides of the table in front of Yun Hui were piles of letters he had written overnight.

The content of the letter is nothing more than commonplace talk.

For example:

"Brothers, you all have watched the wonderful process of the Dragon Slaying Banquet. Please tell me, as long as the apprentice is easy to support, how can she let other people live if she insists on being so motivated?"

"Speaking of which, I said goodbye to Shenxuan. I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you all a lot."

"If you have some free time, come to Mu Mansion in Beizhou to catch up on old times and drink tea."

"Sometimes, the old man will be at the Martial Arts Temple."

"Otherwise, the Heaven Realm is fine. Xiao Chu accidentally became the Lord of the Heaven Realm. I can't stop her. I'm afraid that she will be successful and all of you will be ashamed and shameless to see her again."

"..."

One can imagine how wonderful the expressions on the faces of old friends such as He Xiongshan and Quan Tao would be when they received letters from Beizhou.

At this moment, the area outside Jiuzhou and the Independent Ten Cities is surrounded by mountains and lined with sects.

One of the magnificent sects stands among the clouds and mist.

On the huge plaque, the name of the sect appeared faintly:

Tianyuan Sword Sect!

Tianyuan Sword Sect has just appointed a young new elder.

This young elder has beautiful features, beaming with joy, and has the aura of being proud of the spring breeze.

This person is the beloved disciple of Shenxuan Quantao.

I still remember when the master kicked him out of Shenxuan, saying that he would not go back until he became an elder like Ye Chuyue.

He worked hard outside so that his master could proudly send a letter back to Yun Jianzun!

He was just about to leave Jian Zong and return to Shenxuan to report the good news, but he met the disciples of Jian Zong who were discussing something fiercely:

"Ye Chuyue's luck is so good that she was able to get the opportunity to directly become the master of the Martial Arts Temple."

"You said, at the same age, when we were still doing odd jobs in the Sword Sect, she was already the wife of the emperor and a young hero. That's all. Now she is still the master of the Martial Palace and the lord of the heaven. If one compares to another, wouldn't it make people mad?

?”

"..."

The young elder froze, his whole body felt as if he had been greatly shocked, and he immediately collapsed and could no longer cheer up.

Lord of the Martial Arts Temple?

He was almost crying.

No matter how hard he worked, he couldn't keep up with Ye Chuyue's abnormal speed.

"Elder, our baggage and belongings have been prepared, and the gifts bought for the elders have also been put away. Shall we set off for Shenxuan now?"

The little attendant hurried over, wiping his sweat and saying excitedly.

The young elder's face suddenly darkened, "I'm not going."

"Then when will you come back?" The little attendant was puzzled.

"I will come back when I become the master of his mother's Martial Arts Temple."

The young elder was extremely angry.

He now seriously doubted that if he really became the master of the Martial Arts Temple, Ye Chuyue would already be the Emperor of Heaven or the Lord of the Continent.

The little attendant tilted his head and blinked, wondering why the new elder's ambition came so easily.



But he said Mu Mansion.

Fragments of sunlight fall through the window lattice, and what you see is that the whole family is enjoying themselves.

After meal.

Chu Yue helped Mu Qinghuang go back to her room to rest.

Because Mu Qinghuang tried to fuse the soul fragments, her soul was damaged and she needed a good rest.

After Mu Qinghuang fell asleep peacefully, Chu Yue returned to the main hall of Mu Mansion.

She opened the door and saw her old uncle, Mu Jingyun and other relatives.

None of them left, as if they knew she would come back and were waiting for her here on purpose.

"Xiao Chu, your mother is not here. Can you talk about some things or words?" The old man said fairly.

As a grandfather, he understood Xiao Chu's temperament very well.

Xiao Chu likes to hold back everything, and is used to facing hardships and ups and downs alone.

Even though she is surrounded by relatives of the Mu family, she only remembers that her responsibilities are heavier, and she will never enjoy the carefreeness that she deserves at this age.

After returning to Mu Mansion from the north to recognize his ancestor and return to his clan, Chu Yue never mentioned anything about Mu Qinghuang's soul or the instigator behind it.

But the old uncle knew very well that the child did not want to involve them, and wanted to investigate by himself and kill the enemy.

The old uncle never mentioned it to Chu Yue. He always investigated secretly, hoping to protect the mother and daughter.

But this time, Chu Yue would bring Ye Wuxie back to Mu Mansion, which meant that Chu Yue planned to explain to them something they didn't know.

"say what?"

Mu Linfeng looked at this and that in confusion, and gradually began to doubt his own IQ.

He leaned close to Mu Chenhai's ear and asked in a low voice: "Second brother, do you know?"

Mu Chenhai shook his head: "I don't know."

"Then why do you look so enigmatic and know something?" Mu Linfeng was shocked.

"In order to not look like he picked it up," Mu Chenhai said seriously.

Mu Linfeng: "..."

There was a "crunch" sound.

Chu Yue closed the door of the room, glanced at Ye Wuxie who was holding Buddhist beads, jade pendant, sword and dagger hand stove, and couldn't help but curled her lips.

She took a breath and walked to the center of the main hall, facing the old uncle and the two old ladies: "Grandpa, grandma, I really need to explain some situations to you."

"Before Long Aotian, the leader of the Dragon Clan, died at the military plane, he left me a fragment of his soul. The fragment of his soul has always been placed deep in Xiao Chongtian. It was only now that he was able to see the light of day again."

"As the two elders thought, it is one of the fragments of my mother's soul. There are some things recorded in the fragments. It is a tragic past when my mother was pregnant with me."

"My mother has difficulty fusing the fragments because her soul is damaged, and because I obtained the mask of the Master of the Martial Arts Temple, I can enter the world of soul fragments from the side and see some dust-laden truths."

"After my mother ran away from home, she gave up her appearance and identity as a Mufu, changed her name to Yunhuang, and experienced the tempering of the soul's energy to change her facial features."

"So, Ye Wuxie is my brother from the same mother, and Emperor Ye Tian is my biological father."

"But Emperor Ye Tian didn't know about all this. Firstly, he never knew that his mother's original name was Mu Qinghuang and she was born in Mu Mansion in Beizhou. Secondly, because of the blood hatred poison, his hatred will last forever."

"..."

Chu Yue was like telling an ancient story, telling everything she knew.

The smile on Mu Linfeng's face suddenly stopped, and the folding fan in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Mu Chenhai also looked shocked.

"As expected..."

When the old uncle saw that things were not far different from what he thought, he let out a long sigh.

"Blood Hate Gu? What a cruel method!" The old lady slapped her palm on the table: "Lovers don't know each other when they meet. When they fall in love, they kill each other. There will be a time when the world lasts forever. This hatred lasts forever. Who is he?

Do this to my daughter!"

"Grandma, I was still in the Soul Fragment and saw some pictures." Chu Yue said.

"Xiao Chu, tell me quickly." The old lady said anxiously.
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