Xuyun left, looking at the people of the Moon Moon Palace who were gradually approaching in the distance, Nie *** also quietly left, I have to say that the threat of Xuyun has played a role, if Nie *** was at most disdainful in the past, how could he take Xuyun's words to heart, but unfortunately now the Xuyun who has greatly increased his cultivation has become a threat, and if he really has the heart to cause harm to Lu Linglong, it is difficult to prevent it.

Nie ***, who left, was still thinking about the battle just now, and in his opinion, Xuyun's sword technique did not have the majestic atmosphere in Kunlun's sword technique at all, but it was tricky and strange everywhere, and there was a trace of 'yin' cold qi in the sword qi that made people uncomfortable.

"Could it be that Xuyun has cultivated the Demon Dao ***?" Nie *** suddenly palpitated, thinking about it seems to have become traceable, with Nie ***'s understanding of demon cultivators, of course he knows some of their attack methods, but it is difficult to doubt that Dao is the head of the first 'sect' sect in the cultivation world to cultivate the demon Dao.

Although he figured out the strangeness of the Xuyun Sword Move, Nie *** didn't know why he attacked the Shushan Elder and the Moon Moon Palace Lord, but this was not something he should think about, things were just like what he said, if it weren't for Zhang Fan's reason, he would definitely not have saved Leng Xing, as for the last Xuyun's threatening words, it was purely superfluous, even if he didn't say that Nie *** didn't have the leisure to 'report' his criminal evidence.

On the contrary, Xuyun's threat 'provoked' Nie ***'s anger, who is he? Although he has been reining in the edge and is in the green and exquisite, it does not mean that he is already a tiger without claws, if he is really angry, Xuyun may not be his opponent, but this Mochizuki Palace will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

As soon as Xuyun left, he returned to Kunlun as soon as possible with the Great Movement Technique, and sat on the chair angrily after changing into a black dress, at this moment he was really angry in his heart, "Damn Nie ***, a good plan was ruined by him." ”

Today's matter has been doomed, it is impossible for Xuyun to go to the Moon Palace to find trouble with Leng Xing, Nie ***'s attitude has already stated his position, if he is looking for trouble with Leng Xing in the future, Nie *** will inevitably 'reveal' his matter.

The void cloud sitting there had a grumpy, restless look. The sequelae of cultivating the Demon Dao will soon be unable to suppress it, and the intense pain will reappear in less than five days, and Xuyun, who has already experienced this feeling, can't help but feel a little afraid of this pain.

……

Zhang Fan's home in S City is in the middle of summer at the moment, and S City in July and August is very hot, but Zhang Fan's home is indeed cool at this moment.

At home, Zhang Fan's parents are watching TV with He Ming, He Mu'er is watching TV, after three years, He Ming is a big guy, and his father's shadow can be vaguely seen from his slightly immature face, and He Mu'er is already a slim 'jade' young 'girl' at the moment, with a melon seed face, slender willow eyebrows, and delicate skin, she is a cute 'girl' child at a glance.

There were a few freshly cut watermelons on the table, and the plot of the hero's reunion with his family was being broadcast on the TV at this moment, and suddenly Zhang Fan's mother's face 'revealed' a trace of sorrow, as if she remembered something unhappy.

The father's afterglow noticed his wife's affection and gently patted his wife's hand, "What's wrong?" Do you think of Xiaofan? ”

The mother was sad and said in a low voice: "Well, Xiaofan has been away from home for four years and has never returned, and I don't know what is happening now." ”

Mu Er beside him suddenly said: "Mom, don't worry, Brother Xiaofan will be fine, I believe he will come back soon." ”

Father smiled and said, "Yes, Xiaofan has also grown up, you don't have to worry, you also know that he is different from us, maybe he is entangled in something, so he can't come back for a while." ”

The mother wiped her slightly red eyes and forced a smile: "It's okay, I just miss Xiaofan very much all of a sudden, watch TV and watch TV, I'll be fine in a while." ”

Mother's words made everyone miss Zhang Fan, and it is no wonder that although Zhang Fan used to go out to school, he would go home several times a year, but now he hasn't gone home once in a few years.

There was a slight sound of footsteps outside the 'door', and a few people looked out, and saw Zhou Wanxin walking in with a small bag, smiling happily and greeting everyone affectionately.

"Hehe, Wanxin is here, come and sit."

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Seeing that everyone was very enthusiastic about Zhou Wanxin, during the time when Zhang Fan was no longer there, Zhou Wanxin would come to visit Zhang Fan's parents every other month, chat with them, talk, and be no different from a family.

"You kid, come and buy so many things." Mother laughed softly.

"Auntie, this is a new food on the market recently, and I heard that it is delicious, so I specially bought it for you to taste." Zhou Wanxin poured everything out of her bag, and it immediately filled the entire table.

The mother looked at the food and immediately asked again, "Wanxin, have you had any news about Xiaofan recently?" ”

Zhou Wanxin was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied: "No, I haven't heard from Zhang Fan for a few years, but my master met Zhang Fan three years ago, and I haven't heard him appear since." ”

"Hey." The mother sighed, although her son had embarked on his own path, he had not seen each other for many years, and it was not a good feeling in his heart after all.

Zhou Wanxin smiled and comforted: "Auntie, don't worry, Zhang Fan is very powerful now, my master said that he is more powerful than my master now, so he may be hiding in which mountain pimple to cultivate now, I think he will come back when he cultivates for a certain time." ”

"I hope so." The mother also smiled, said, and picked up the largest watermelon on the table, "Come, Wanxin, eat watermelon, the watermelon I bought today is very sweet." ”

"Thank you, auntie."

Zhang Fan naturally didn't know about the affairs at home, but he also knew that his parents would definitely miss him, but now he would not be disturbed by the outside world.

……

In the Shu Mountain, the head of the sect Xuan Feng was discussing things with the other elders, Xuan Feng had a serious look on his face and asked, "Senior brother, the person who broke into the Moon Moon Palace is very likely to be the one who killed Senior Brother Xuanxin, but who will the other person be?" ”

"This is not clear, the news from the Moon Palace at all dared to go over immediately after hearing the sound of the fight, but the other party has already left, and the surrounding stone walls are all traces of sword qi, I rushed to see it in the morning, the sword qi is three inches deep into the stone, and its cultivation is at least a master of the Ming Period."

"Bright period? Is there still a master of the Ming Dynasty in the Heavenly Gate? "Everyone kept thinking about their brain cells, the Heavenly 'Gate' was under the evil yellow, and there was a total of a master of the Ming Period, but that person had already died in the battle of the Heavenly 'Gate', when did another Ming Period emerge? If you want to say that this person has never appeared before and killed Xuan Feng, you don't believe it, how could such a cultivator not appear at such an important moment.

"What did the Lord of the Moon Palace say about this?"

"Leng Xing didn't know that someone had broken into Mochizuki Palace, she was closed to death, and there was no way to talk to her outside."

The so-called retreats can be divided into convenient retreats and formal retreats, which are also called retreats. In terms of time, formal retreat is to solve the problem of how a monk can reach the realm, improve his cultivation, and solve the problem of life and death, so the duration of the retreat is long-term, ranging from several years to decades or even life. This kind of retreat should not be disturbed by outsiders, otherwise it will not only be undone if disturbed at the important moment of the retreatee's enlightenment, but will even be dangerous to the retreatee's life.

Convenient retreats are different, a few days, months, and the longest period is no more than two years, and this retreat is just to find a quiet environment for a while and think about something that cannot be figured out.

Xuan Feng nodded, originally thinking that the other party would hear some movement when fighting outside the Cold Star Retreat, but for the people in the Death Retreat, they all temporarily sealed the Six Senses, and they would not know the situation in the outside world at all. Naturally, the sound outside the stone room is unknown.

"Senior brother, do you think the person who stopped the murderer would be Zhang Fan?" Xuanjian said suddenly, he already had a slight understanding of the murderer's cultivation at this moment, and Xuanjian, who was able to stop a master of the Ming Dynasty and had a close relationship with Wangyue Palace, was the only one who thought about it.

"Huh?" Xuan Feng was reminded like this, and immediately shook his head again and said, "It shouldn't be, if that person is Zhang Fan, there is no need for him not to meet with the people of Mochizuki Palace." ”

Xuan Feng's words made Xuan Jian dispel his suspicions about Zhang Fan, and they couldn't find the murderer, they were going to start from the person who stopped the murderer, but they were also confused about this person.

Thinking of no clues, Xuan Feng couldn't help but be a little irritable, so he stood up and said, "I'm going to check on the Moon Palace, you guys stay in the 'gate' to be on guard." ”

"Yes, senior brother."

The distance between Shushan and Wangyue Palace is not far away, and it is not close to it, but for people like Xuanfeng, who can move, they come and go even faster, just two or three transfers to the stone outside the cold star retreat of Wangyue Palace.

Outside the stone room, the sharp points of some boulder protrusions were flattened by the sword qi, reaching out to 'touch' its smooth mirror-like surface, looking at the other stones around that were cut by the sword qi, the traces were thin and long, and their depth was as much as three inches.

Xuan Feng paid attention to the surroundings, under his feet was a small pit that was hit by some kind of force, the size of a fist, but the depth was as much as five inches, Xuan Feng suddenly squatted down, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the 'hole' opening, and said in surprise: "Strange, what force will cause such a 'hole' opening?" ”

The way of attack of cultivators is mainly sharp, so that the traces left by the surrounding things are very easy to distinguish, and the experienced ones can even see at a glance that they are sword marks or knife marks, Xuanfeng, a master of the Ming Dynasty and the Shushan Sect, naturally knows these traces, but he has no impression of the small pit in front of him, and no one in the cultivation world uses the magic weapon that relies on strength to hit.