Glancing at Li Mu, Fang Ding's expression was full of admiration. I still remember that two years ago, Li Mu arranged to enter Qiongshan by himself, at that time, although the latter was amazingly talented, Fang Ding never imagined that it only took him two years to do what others could not accomplish in ten or hundreds of years, sweeping all the disciples of Qiongshan.

At the beginning, he fought with Li Mu, and although Li Mu was strong at that time, he could easily suppress him. The current Li Mu's strength has reached the point where he looks up to him, and he is a hundred times stronger than him.

Such a demonic progress speed was unheard of by Fang Ding.

"Huh!"

Li Mu smiled slightly and asked, "Who are the people from the eight major forces here today, why didn't they see the disciples of each family?"

According to the customs of Dongsheng Continent, before Li Mu's coronation, many disciples of the younger generation will come to watch the ceremony, and then Li Mu will come forward to entertain which young disciples, everyone will get together and learn from each other.

But things are a little abnormal, and until today, Li Mu has not received any news that other sect disciples have come over.

Deacon Fang smiled bitterly: "Young Master, you don't know, the young disciples of the other seven major forces are not not coming, but they dare not come." The main reason is that they don't dare to fight with you, for fear of embarrassment. Among the new disciples in this class, there are no characters who can compare with you, and as for the old disciples, they dare not come. If you learn from you, it will be disgraceful to win, and it will only be more humiliating if you lose. ”

"Oh!"

Li Mu nodded, and immediately understood the truth, it was not that he was boasting, looking at the entire Dongsheng Continent, there were really no disciples of the younger generation who could put him in his eyes. Even the old disciples of each family, he also has the confidence to fight and win.

It is reasonable that the younger generation of those seven major forces dare not come over.

The two of them talked, and entered the side hall, the side hall was empty, Li Mu looked at it, on the table in the middle, there was a set of purple robes, a pair of cloud-stepping boots, and a purple dragon crown with a bundle of hair, needless to say that it was prepared for him.

The side hall is not large, and the other room is steaming, a room separated by a curtain, and inside is a large bath, through which the fragrance of flower petals emanates.

"Let's take a shower and change clothes!" Deacon Fang closed the door, then pointed to the bath in the drapery.

Li Mu nodded, his clothes were gone, Ding Ling walked into the bath, the two old men, there was nothing to avoid.

"Whew~~~"

Lying in the bath sprinkled with flower petals, Li Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, young master, I heard some news at the gate of Zixiao Hall today, I'm afraid it's not good for you, someone wants to target you. After checking the clothes on the table, Fang Ding said this.

"Who is it against me?" Li Mu said in surprise.

"Nangong Qiandao, the head of the Fire Gate, and the Qingyao Valley Lord of Xianyin Valley, I didn't hear what it was, but they said they were looking for you. Fang Ding frowned.

"They, these two old guys are going to do something!" Li Mu groped his chin, with the identity of Nangong Qiandao and Qingyao Valley Lord, there was no reason to appear on this occasion, but he came today.

Regarding their intentions, Li Mu could guess a rough idea, the purpose of the Qingyao Valley Lord of Xianyin Valley was naturally to get back the "Nine Secluded Town Requiem", and the arrival of Nangong Qianjian should be for Nangong Shayue, who was killed by himself.

Coming out of Xianyin Valley, it is true that Li Mu killed many people along the way, but those people were ordinary disciples, and it was not enough for those forces to come to retaliate. But Nangong Shayue is different, he is the young head of the Fire Gate, and he is the descendant of Nangong Qianjian, and his identity is not ordinary.

The two chatted for a while, after the bath was completed, Li Mu changed into new clothes, and Deacon Fang summoned a maid, and specially trimmed Li Mu's hair and combed it.

He himself is obsessed with cultivation and doesn't care much about this aspect, although he is not dirty, he has not taken care of his hair much, and has been left to be scattered behind him.

After everything was done, Li Mu seemed much more energetic. A new purple robe with a rich purple gold sparkle with dark flowers, and the cuffs and hem were edged with gold sewn with pure gold thread.

glanced at himself in the mirror, with a purple dragon crown on his head, a python robe and jade belt around his waist, and a cloud boot on his feet, he looked very handsome, and invisibly revealed a domineering spirit.

Coming from the side hall, Li Mu stepped into the Zixiao Hall with one hand behind his back.

"What a handsome boy!"

Seeing Li Mu's arrival, the hearts of the people of the seven major forces froze, and they secretly compared it, and found that among their sects, they really couldn't pick out a disciple who could compare with Li Mu in momentum.

"The disciple has met the left master, the uncles, the Qingyao Valley Lord, the Nangong master, the elders, ······"

Entering the door, Li Mu clenched his fists slightly and looked around at everyone.

"Hahaha!

Zuo Si laughed, since he established Li Mu as the young leader, the prejudice against Li Mu in his heart has gradually faded, but the more he looks at him, the more pleasing it is.

After all, they are their own disciples, and there is a small friction between the five peaks, but when it comes to the outside world, everyone is still very united.

"Hum ······" Nangong Qiandao and Qingyao Valley Lord each snorted coldly, but they didn't say much.

"Sit down!"

Still smiling, Zuo Si pointed to a position below Ling Qiu and motioned for Li Mu to sit down.

His position is not ordinary, only in the hands of a few peak masters. More noble than the seats of those elders of the Mortal Realm, he is a young master, and in terms of identity, he is not under the Sword Emperor and a few other peak masters.

"Yes!"

Li Mu nodded, not polite, and sat down, and then a maid served refreshments.

Those old guys were chatting with each other, and Li Mu couldn't interject in their topics, so he could only silently bow his head and drink tea, during which the Qingyao Valley Lord and the Nangong Master frequently looked sideways at him, with murderous intent in their sharp eyes.

Soon half an hour passed, Zuo Si picked up the teacup, interrupted the conversation, and then said: "Everyone, this seat replaces wine with tea, and I toast everyone with a glass." It's almost time to start the coronation. ”

"Good~~~"

Hearing this, everyone took a sip of tea and prepared to get up.

"Wait!"

The Qingyao Valley Lord suddenly opened his mouth to stop everyone, and sat firmly on the chair, neither she nor Nangong Qiandao had any intention of getting up.

"The debt collector is here!" Li Mu smiled at the corner of his mouth, knowing that the two old guys were starting to do something.

Zuo Si put down the teacup: "What else is the matter with the Qingyao Valley Lord?"

"Zuo Si, don't pretend to be crazy and stupid, half a year ago, Li Mu took away our Xianyin Valley's "Nine Shadows Divine Requiem" from the Nine Hidden Realms, you have been delaying this matter for half a year, now you should give an explanation, right?" The Qingyao Valley Lord took a sip of tea and said casually.

"Oh, what did you say, I communicated with Mu'er before, and he didn't get any "Nine Ghost Town Requiem" at all, I don't believe you asked him. "Zuo Si is so cunning, how can he admit this matter, it is more difficult to take something from his hands than to ascend to the sky.