Shang Huixian is dead.

It was not that she died at the hands of Li Muru, but that she killed herself.

The pain of shame and anger made her live without a face.

But what she probably couldn't guess even if she died was that before the blood was cold, Li Muru finally sucked the blood in her body.

The "blood refining" of [Hundred Infants Demon Blood Divine Art] can transform 30% of the opponent's skills in the whole body. Li Muru uses it to regulate his breathing and blood.

If you want to practice the [Hundred Infants Demon Blood Divine Art], you must have a blood corpse body. It has always been the foundation of the Xuanmen martial arts and is not the foundation of the Magic Sect martial arts. Therefore, if you want to instill the "Hundred Infants Demon Blood" as soon as possible and achieve the supreme magic skill, from now on, you will be more cruel than the Mormon people and temper the blood body.

Shang Huixian's body was found, and it was obvious that she died at the hands of the Demon Sect's Blood Random.

However, the bodies of Li Muru and Li Moyin were not found, and there was no news about them in the world.

There are rumors that the two have died together.

This made Yijian Villa's reputation suddenly reach its peak.

In fact, neither of them died.

Li Muru did not kill Li Moyin, of course he would not help him recover his body. Li Moyin was put into a huge jar by Li Muru, and it was covered with human blood. Li Moyin, who was soaked in it, would never die, nor would he have the power to resist.

The only remaining arm was also cut off. Li Moyin now only has the function of breathing and speaking, and was carried by Li Muru behind him and was inseparable from it.

Without Li Moyin's support, the idea of ​​"the king of backers" occupying the mountain and becoming the king can only be a joke.

In a martial arts competition, the Fengyun League lost four masters of Guixu. Zhao Fengchan, who was completely angry, led the white heroes into the royal palace. After a little resistance, the other masters of the Demon Sect abandoned them and fled.

"King of Kuangshan" Huangfu Shouzhuo was only in a few days before his head was cut off by Zhao Fengchan's sword, and his head was hung on the gate of Hedong Prefecture. After paying tribute to the undead of the four Taibaos of Fengyun League, he burned it clean together with the Kuangshan Prefecture Mansion.

"Seven Star Hand" Tao Wu and "Deadly Stick" Dai Hu protected the young prince and escaped from the secret passage, while Feng Qingqing's eldest brother Feng Yifei, who was hijacked, disappeared completely.

From this day on, "Zangfeng Valley" has returned to tranquility.

However, the atmosphere in the valley became even more intense.

"Qingqing, are you really going around the world with us? That's great!" Tang Rou jumped excitedly.

The more female companions there were in the team, the happier she became. Sister Mei Yinxue returned to the master's sect. Among the few female companions here, Lan Ya was not very talkative, and Xian Yue asked what she answered was too gentle. Zhao Huanyan was a silly sister. Among the few people, Feng Qingqing was the best to talk about. How could she not make Tang Rou particularly happy if she could go along with everyone?

Feng Qingqing pinched the corner of her clothes and said firmly: "I'm going to find my elder brother. As long as I find my elder brother, I will come back."

The old man Zangjian sighed and said, "Go, go. Zangfeng Valley seems peaceful, but now we can't stay out of the martial arts chaos. When things in the valley stop, your father and I will also leave the valley to help the righteous path."

Everyone nodded in hearing this.

There was an old man named Zang Jian with a sword slave, and Fengshan came out, and the strength of the righteous path was significantly increased by one level.

But they cannot leave now, mainly because there are still several swords that have not been casted. Zi Feng, a master of Yuezong, escaped unexpectedly for unknown reasons, but this place must be known by the Demon Sect, so that masters like Jiannu and Fengshan must not leave, so as not to be taken by outsiders.

The crowd was sent to the outside of the valley with respect. Tang Rou looked around and looked surprised.

"What do you think of a big horse monkey?" Meng Yuanyun asked curiously with a dog-tail grass on her mouth.

Tang Rou rolled his eyes at him and murmured, "Where is that boy Daren? Sister Rou calls me intimately on weekdays. I have also passed on him several methods of Tang Sect's hidden weapons. Before leaving, I don't give it to you."

When Tang Rou said this, everyone also discovered that it was the case.

Fengshan sighed and said, "After all, I am still a child. Although we have been together for a short time, Daren values ​​friendship. He is afraid that parting will be sad, so he hides where to cry."

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Only Meng Yuanyun sneered and said to herself: "Will that kid cry? That's weird!"

"What did you say?" Tang Rou next to him didn't hear it clearly and asked in surprise.

Meng Yuanyun shrugged her shoulders and said, "I didn't say anything... As the saying goes, naughty kids have many ideas, many ideas!"

"It's inexplicable." Tang Rou rolled her eyes again, then smiled sweetly, took Feng Qingqing's arm, and the two of them got on the boat out of the valley first.

Everyone walked out of the valley along the underground water cave.

The birds singing outside the valley are the most comfortable day of the year in Zhongnanshan.

"I don't know what's going on with Brother Daozong now..." Zhan Yu, the "Little Eagle King" sitting next to Ye Qingxuan, sighed worriedly.

Ye Qingxuan said: "After such a big thing happened in Yijian Villa, of course he went home. His mother died and his father disappeared... How can you make him feel at ease? No matter what, I hope he is fine."

Zhan Yu nodded with a sad expression.

This trip to Hedong Prefecture certainly eliminated the great devil Li Moyin, but the righteous path also lost the "golden mace" Zhu Shengbei. After looking at the crowd, he lowered his head and kept stroking Gui Bisheng on his waist, Zhan Yu felt even more sad.

The golden mace was the relics left by Zhu Shengbei to Gui Bisheng. It was originally a pair, but the other one had been destroyed in Li Moyin's hands. Although Gui Bisheng and Zhu Shengbei had not been dating for a long time, they had a deep relationship. He also did not expect that Gui Bisheng would attach so much importance to this friendship. He couldn't help but sigh, wanting to comfort him, but he didn't know how to say it, so he could only sigh and calm down again.

At this time, Gui Bisheng came from behind him, deliberately lowered his voice: "Hi, Biaozi, please help me see if this big mace is made of pure gold?"

"The weapons of the master Tianjue are more valuable than gold!"

"Okay, when we have no money, we will treat this thing as..."

"Okay!"

These two bastards!

Zhan Yu suddenly became angry and smoked from his seven orifices.

However, this is not a good time to get angry with the turtle son. His eyes swept across the figure farther away and asked Ye Qingxuan in a low voice: "Lao Qi, those three people are together...there are a lot of trouble."

Ye Qingxuan knew which three people Zhan Yu was talking about without looking back—

Qi Rulin, Zong Xuan and Yan Jueling...

Ye Qingxuan smiled faintly and said, "Brother Yan, don't worry, he is a martial arts fanatic. At most, he is looking for me to compete in swords and discuss the heights; the other two... Haha, Qi Rulin's Sanyin Juezhi still needs my [Nine Yang Divine Art] to suppress it, Zong Xuan inherits [Ordinary Sword Technique] Now it's time to work hard... Don't worry, these two people, although they have their own thoughts and their goals are not pure, I can still master it..."

"It's better to be careful."

Dong, Dong, Dong...

The bells of temples in the mountains come from afar, bringing people a sense of peace.

Several young monks carried large wooden barrels with pointed bottoms, filled with spring water, breathing very rhythmically, and quickly ran over Li Muchan and headed straight to the temple on the top of the mountain.

Li Muchan looked up and couldn't help but smile.

Dazen Temple.

Unexpectedly, when I was in a daze, I arrived here in a daze.

Could it be that the bell of Shuiyue Temple made him nostalgic for the temple? Could it be that Ning Huiru became a nun, and Li Muchan would have to cut his hair into a monk?

He raised his head and laughed. Regardless of the surprised gaze of the young monk Zuo, Li Muchan turned around and was about to leave.

But what he didn't expect was that just as the moment he turned around, a thin old monk walked over with a smile on the end of the path under his feet.

Zen Master Wunian.

"It's you?" Li Muchan asked in a cold face, without a trace of emotion: "How did you know I'm here?"

"Of course I don't know you're coming, but I followed you all the way and walked for three days and three nights before I accidentally discovered that you arrived at my house..."

Looking back at the mountains, Li Muchan mocked, "What? Monks regard the temple as family? Then what else do you talk about when you become monks and lay people? It's just a bigger house."

"Becoming a monk at home is not in the residence, but in the hearts of the people." Zen Master Wunian made a meditation opportunity.

Li Muchan sneered coldly and left straight.

"Since Tan Yue is here, why not have a cup of tea with me?"

"Forget it. There are too many bald heads in the temple, which makes my eyes hurt." Li Muchan made a rare joke.

Zen Master Wunian laughed and said, "I haven't seen you for many years. Have you forgotten my clear heart?"

Li Muchan stopped, turned to look at him, and said, "You still live in that broken place? You are still the abbot of the world's largest sect."
Chapter completed!