"Mu Feng, you are really great, great. ”

The wood grain puppet ran forward and hugged Mu Feng.

Mu Feng was now tired and slumped on the ground, just like this, being held by the wood grain puppet, his face was slightly dark.

"Great, brother, you're prone to ambiguity, okay?"

Mu Feng only felt very tired.

"Haha, at the beginning, I just had the attitude of trying it out, but I didn't expect you kid to really do it, it's great. ”

The wood grain puppet was too excited, as if he didn't see Mu Feng's depressed face, and said to himself.

"From today onwards, you will be the master of this Lingxiao Sword Sect. ”

The wood grain puppet looked at Mu Feng and said solemnly.

Hearing this, Mu Feng raised his eyebrows, his eyes showed excitement, and said, "Senior brother, can this underground palace be moved to the ground?"

You must know that even though the battle between Mu Feng and the Demon King was very fierce, even so, this underground palace did not have too much damage, which shows how strong it is.

Even, with Mu Feng's guess, this Lingxiao Sword Sect's underground palace is very likely to be a treasure.

"Hehe, you kid found out. ”

The wood grain puppet laughed very anthropomorphically twice, and said, "Naturally, it can, and besides, this underground palace of the Lingxiao Sword Sect is a treasure!"

"What level?"

Mu Feng was interested.

"According to what the master said back then, he came from a secret place of inheritance. Although the former Lingxiao Sword Sect was destroyed, this palace was extremely strong, suppressing the Demon King for thousands of years. ”

"It can be big or small, its sturdiness is equivalent to the level of the best divine weapon. ”

The wood grain puppet said proudly.

"Good, good, good. ”

Mu Feng shouted three times in a row, it can be seen that he is in a good mood.

Su Rou next to her also smiled.

"In this way, Senior Brother, I will bring the palace back to the ground, and make you an Elder of the Sword Pavilion, and you can take care of those disciples' trials. ”

Mu Feng looked at the wood grain puppet and said with a flattering expression.

"You killed the Demon King and fulfilled the master's will, so naturally there is no problem with this matter. ”

As he spoke, the wood grain puppet looked into the distance and muttered, "I can finally get out of this hellish place, but I don't know, whether this indicates good or bad!"

On this day, Sect Master Mu Feng set up a new Inheritance Sword Pavilion in the position of the original Sword Pavilion of the Biyun Sword Sect.

It is rumored that the Ice Style and Phantom Sword Style, which Ling Rui, a powerhouse in the inner gate, used to master originated from the Sword Pavilion here.

For a while, countless Biyun disciples had hot eyes and went to break through.

Hopefully, get the kendo inheritance.

"Three or four years ago, who would have thought that my Biyun Sword Sect would develop to the point where it is today. ”

Halfway up the mountain, in an exquisite small pavilion, Qiu Wanjian and Great Elder Jianchen were sipping fragrant tea while playing a chess game.

"Yes, you and I two old things, we also need to hurry up and cultivate, otherwise, I'm afraid it won't take a few years before those little guys catch up. ”

"Qiu Manzi, you really accepted a good apprentice. ”

For Qiu Wanjian to accept Mu Feng as an apprentice, so far, the Great Elder of Jianchen has been haunted.

"Haha"

Hearing this, Qiu Wanjian laughed heartily.

Jian Chen's face was resentful, and he asked unhappily, "That little guy, what are you doing again?"

"Hey, I heard that I got a five-grade spirit grass, which can heal the broken dantian of the martial artist. ”

"So, Houshan went to find Leng Wushuang. ”

Qiu Wanjian said with a smile.

When the Great Elder of Sword Dust heard this, he sighed, for that little guy, is there anything impossible?!

The mountain behind the Biyun Sword Sect is in a small courtyard with beautiful scenery.

"Senior Brother Wushuang, good swordsmanship!"

Mu Feng stood outside the small courtyard, and when he saw the heroic man in the courtyard with the sword light flickering, he couldn't help but slap his hands and praise.

"Senior brother, no, sect master, why are you here?"

Putting away his sword and standing, Jian Wushuang smiled at Mu Feng.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Wushuang can call me Senior Brother, I came to see you, Senior Brother's swordsmanship is not reduced back then. ”

Mu Feng's figure flashed and entered the courtyard.

"Hmph, you still have the face, if it weren't for you back then, my eldest brother would have been able to abolish the dantian?"

"You are now beautiful, as a great sect master, the scenery in front of people is incomparable, the entire Biyun regards you as an idol, and a series of reform measures have made countless disciples crazy into cultivation. ”

"You are a good hand at buying people's hearts. ”

"Who still remembers, in the past, the core disciple of the Biyun Sword Sect was the first Leng Wushuang!"

At this moment, a sarcastic voice came from a corner of the small courtyard.

"Invincible, how do you speak!"

Hearing this, Leng Wushuang's eyebrows tightened and he scolded loudly.

The person who said this just now was naturally the captain of the inner door law enforcement team, Leng Wushuang's younger brother, Leng Wushuang, Leng Invincible.

"When I first participated in the Hundred Domains Competition, countless Tianjiao competed for the competition, but my brother was not strong enough and was abolished. What's more, Senior Brother Mu Feng also avenged me. ”

Leng Wushuang reprimanded.

Mu Feng could see his sincerity from Leng Wushuang's eyes.

This remark is not a hypocrisy, but a heartfelt statement.

Indeed, participating in the Hundred Domains Competition, countless Tianjiao competed for the top 1,000 places, and the fierceness was abnormal.

Even, there are many sects of Tianjiao who have been beheaded, and even the bones have not been found.

Even if Zhong Wuji had a grudge against Mu Feng, Leng Wushuang didn't think it was Mu Feng's responsibility, but because of his own lack of strength.

"However, you're just a wasted person who can't use spiritual power now!"

Leng Wushu said angrily.

"You!"

Leng Wushuang was so angry that he choked.

However, Mu Feng was not angry, this cold and invincible hated himself, and he also had his reasons.

At least, he hated himself, and he hated himself openly and frankly.

He was an inner disciple of the Biyun Sword Sect, and it was impossible for him not to know his current strength.

Even so, he dared to scold him in front of himself, at least not those who were vain and wronged, and Mu Feng appreciated this courage.

To become the master of a sect, it is impossible for Mu Feng not to have this bit of energy.

"What if, if I say, I can restore Senior Brother Wushuang's dantian?"

Mu Feng smiled.

"Huh?"

Hearing this, the Leng brothers were stunned, and in the depths of Leng Wushuang's eyes, there was a hint of hope imperceptibly.

"Hmph, if you can restore my eldest brother's dantian, I will kneel on the ground and kowtow three times for you, and shout, 'Sect Master, I was wrong. ’”

Invincible sneered.

At this time, Leng Invincible also has the high-level cultivation of the Martial Sect, and I have to say that he is definitely a little genius.

"Senior Brother Mu Feng, don't listen to his nonsense. It's been three years, and I don't care anymore. ”

Leng Wushuang smiled slightly and comforted Mu Feng.

"Senior Brother Wushuang, I have to say that your technique of telling lies is very clumsy. ”

Mu Feng shook his head and said, after experiencing the powerful power of the martial artist, Leng Wushuang, who had once become a mortal, did not sink, which had already amazed Mu Feng.

"Huh?" Leng Wushuang wondered, and then said, "Ah!"

A lifetime of painful moans.

I saw that Mu Feng flicked his fingers, and a wave of energy directly hit Leng Wushuang's lower abdomen dantian.

Burst!

Leng Wushuang directly spat out a mouthful of pitch-black blood.

"What do you do!"

Leng Invincible was furious, and even flashed in his mind that Mu Feng was going to kill his eldest brother.

"Hum~"

Mu Feng's hand flipped over, a jade box opened, and the rich breath of life overflowed.

Even the angry cold invincible felt this breath and was stunned.

Shout!

With a flick of his fingers, the flower of life flew out and hit Leng Wushuang's body directly, turning into turquoise droplets and integrating into his body.

"Senior Brother Wushuang, sit down and cooperate with the dantian restoration, it won't be long before your dantian will definitely recover as before!"

Mu Feng shouted in a low voice.

(End of chapter)