Looking at Chu Mo's understatement and the quick and relaxed faces of the injured people in this sect, Tu Yong could only sigh in his heart that such a young man could definitely deserve the title of a young giant. He could not even describe Chu Mo with the words "The Young Man" as a young man. Because it is no longer suitable. Chu Mo has definitely had the qualification to be on par with him, such as his quasi-supreme. In his heart, Tu Yong felt that it would not take long before he would even lose the qualification to be on par with this young man.

"Fellow Daoist Chu." Tu Yong changed his name to Chu Mo again and bowed and bowed: "Thank you!"

Chu Mo returned the favor: "Elder Tu is polite, this is my fault."

People respect me one foot, and I respect others one foot. This is Chu Mo's style of dealing with the world.

"Fellow Daoist Chu calls me a fellow Taoist Tu. Who can be called an elder in front of fellow Taoist Chu?" Tu Yong said with a wry smile.

Chu Mo smiled: "Nothing is so exaggerated. Elder Tu is a senior..."

"Fellow Daoist Chu, don't say that. Besides, I'll be ashamed. Fellow Daoist Chu is the grandson of a great man. If you look at seniority, there are probably not many people in the entire heaven who can be better than fellow Taoists. So when you call me, I'll take advantage of it." Tu Yong said with a humble look on his face.

These injured monks of the Ancient Sword Sect looked at each other one by one. They didn't understand why the wind suddenly changed completely. Why did the Great Elder become so polite to this young man?

Tu Yong naturally would not explain anything to them, and then took Chu Mo and personally arranged Chu Mo in the most advanced guest room of the Ancient Sword Sect. Then he ordered the kitchen to make a table of exquisite dishes.

Tu Yong didn't call anyone else, he and Chu Mo were the only ones. Because there were some things that were really inconvenient to let others hear.

The beloved disciple of the Great Elder of the Ancient Sword Sect is actually a blood slave of the demon clan. If this is spread, it will be shocking! It is so horrifying! Even within the Ancient Sword Sect, it may be difficult to accept this fact.

"Fellow Taoist, if... I mean, if, I, the bad disciple, really refuses to listen to advice, and he wants to leave, what should I do?" Tu Yong held the wine glass with a frown. In fact, he had no intention of drinking now? After seeing Chu Mo's supernatural powers, he almost put all his hopes on this young giant.

"I can't say anything like "destroying relatives for justice" to you. People are not sages. People who can truly destroy relatives for justice are hard to find in the world, and most of them are forced to do so." Chu Mo smiled bitterly: "So if he refuses to turn back in this matter, it will be a bit troublesome. It depends on Elder Tu, whether he is willing to give up or not."

"Huh?" Tu Yong raised his eyebrows slightly. He heard something in Chu Mo's words. In the first half, he said that few people could destroy their relatives for justice, but in the second half, he asked him whether he would be willing to bear it. This obviously was not asking him to destroy their relatives for justice. He looked at Chu Mo and said sincerely: "I hope to hear it carefully."

"That's right, I always feel that even if the demons are planted in the body by the demons and become blood slaves, it may not be completely unsolvable. It's just that we don't have people with such skillful means." Chu Mo said.

"Fellow Taoist really knows a lot about the demons." Tu Yong sighed, and then said, "Yes, I always feel that this should be able to be relieved. Perhaps, only the true and powerful power of the Supreme can have this ability. But now in this world, I want to become the Supreme..." As he said that, Tu Yong suddenly raised his head and looked at Chu Mo: "I'm afraid you are the only one."

Chu Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I'm not sure, but I will try my best to move in this direction. I just asked you if you want to give up. Actually, I want to say that if he is willing to look back, then it's easy to say. Although it's difficult to seal a quasi-supreme, it's not impossible."

Tu Yong nodded: "Yes, the Gu Jian Sect has accumulated a little bit of savings for so many years."

Chu Mo smiled and thought to himself: What is the slight savings? An ancient sect that has only hundreds of people but has inherited several epochs. He said that he has slight savings, who should he fool? But he did not point it out and continued: "If he doesn't want to, then I'm willing to set up a magic array, which is a killing array."

Tu Yong's eyelids twitched, and he endured it without interrupting it.

"Actually, you should be very clear that it is difficult to trap a quasi-supreme." Chu Mo said: "I am sure to kill a monk who has just entered the quasi-supreme realm, but I am not sure to kill a person who has been in the quasi-supreme for many years. Besides, even if I have the ability to kill him, you don't want to see it."

Tu Yong's mouth twitched, thinking that you are so rude! In front of me, I was sure to kill the powerful people in this field... But he knew that the young man in front of him was not bragging. He really had this ability!

Chu Mo continued: "In this way, it will be too difficult to trap him, subdue him, and seal him. My killing formation can disintegrate his body and leave only his soul. In this way, he can leave his life. Then, seal his soul."

Tu Yong pondered, with a look of heartache on his face. It gave Chu Mo the feeling that if it could be replaced, Tu Yong would definitely replace his disciple without hesitation and suffer this.

It makes Feng Xingzhe punished and suffered this pain even more painful than he faced it himself.

Love your child deeply!

Chu Mo sighed, and did not urge him. He lowered his head and drank quietly, waiting for Tu Yong's reply.

After a long time, Tu Yong sighed: "Let's set up the formation."

As he said that, he did not say goodbye to Chu Mo, and stood up and left. His back was full of desolation and was very lonely.

There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, Chu Mo woke up from his cultivation and felt that the atmosphere of the entire Ancient Sword Sect was a little different.

It seems to be full of joy.

Chu Mo slightly used his spiritual sense to know what he had given birth.

"Uncle Master is coming back!"

"Uncle Master came back from a message and said he was going to come back."

"Is Uncle Master coming back? That's great!"

"Senior brother is finally willing to go home, so happy."

This Fengxingzhe has a very great influence in the entire Ancient Sword Sect.

Chu Mo shook his head with a wry smile, entered the state of meditation again, and began to practice. No matter when, he had never slacked off in his practice. As long as he had time, the first thing he did was to practice.

At noon, the atmosphere of the entire Ancient Sword Sect became even more lively. Many people outside were cheering and thrilling.

It seems that Wind Walker is back.

Chu Mo didn't go out, he didn't want to alert the snake, and he could feel that Feng Xingzhe was very alert. When he came back, only one Tu Yong knew about it. But he took the initiative to pass on the news of his return to other people in the sect.

I don’t know if these people have leaked any news. This... can only rely on Tu Yong’s control over this sect.

At present, it seems that no one has conveyed the news to Fengxingzhe. Perhaps those people don’t believe it at all. The person they respect the most is also the most outstanding powerful in the entire Ancient Sword Sect, and it has something to do with the demon clan.

Tu Yong's face was not very good-looking. Although no one in the sect told Feng Xingzhe about what happened yesterday, he didn't understand why Feng Xingzhe came back with great fanfare.

In recent years, Fengxingzhe has actually come back many times, but almost every time, he has come back quietly. He has never made any notification this time in advance, and then let the vast majority of people in the entire sect, especially the young people, welcome him back excitedly.

What does he want to do?

In the distant sky, a figure blew over like a gust of wind.

Many people only felt that the wind was blowing in their ears, and then they saw a tall and handsome young man who had already knelt in front of Tu Yong and kowtowed, "Master, the unfilial disciple is back!"

"Get up and follow me." Tu Yong said with a serious expression.

The people from the Ancient Sword Sect looked at each other. They didn't know why the Great Elder was so serious. Could it be that he really believed Chu Mo's nonsense? Did he really think that Feng Xingzhe was a demon?

Feng Xingzhe was also slightly stunned, glanced at the expressions of others, then looked at his master, and whispered: "Master, what happened?"

"Nothing is done, come with me." Tu Yong's tone became stern: "Can't even the master talk to you?"

Feng Xingzhe slowly stood up, the smile on his face gradually calmed down, and then, he narrowed his eyes slightly, felt the surroundings for a while, took two steps back, and said in a deep voice: "Master, why are you doing this?"

"What do you mean?" Tu Yong's voice became a little angry.

The other monks of the Ancient Sword Sect also put away their smiles and looked at the scene with a nervous look on their faces.

"Master, do you still remember what my disciple said to you back then?" Feng Xingzhe whispered: "I said, one day, I will let Master see my excellence. And now, this day... is getting closer and closer! I want to prove my excellence, the only way is to become enlightened and become the supreme!"

At this time, the disciples of other ancient sword sects all looked at Feng Xingzhe with dull faces. Their eyes were no longer worship, but were shocked so much that they didn't know what to say.

The Wind Walker wants to achieve enlightenment? He wants to become the supreme? In this era? Is this possible?

Tu Yong's chest was fluctuating violently, and finally couldn't help it. He shouted coldly: "Are you the supreme of the demon clan? You fool! Why don't you wake me up quickly!"

The quasi-supreme's wrath was like thunder, which was simply earth-shaking!

The entire sky echoed Tu Yong's angry roar.

This roar also shocked all the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, as if they were stunned.

Feng Xingzhe's emotions became obviously excited. He said a shocking sentence: "What's wrong with becoming the Supreme Demon Clan? Isn't it possible?"

Everyone was completely stunned at once.

Including Tu Yong, the great elder of the Gujian Sect who regarded him as his biological son, suddenly seemed to have been aged by dozens of years, and his originally tall backbone instantly hunched over.
Chapter completed!