After listening to Hai Li'er's words, Mao Zheng nodded, and then left the Edan Bamboo House and came to Sword Forest Peak.

Jian Lin Feng Mao has been here many times, and every time the mood is different. Mao Zheng was looking forward to what kind of mood he would be in when he left Sword Forest Peak in the end.

Walking into Sword Forest Peak, several disciples immediately surrounded him. This group of disciples is very close to Yu Wenhao on weekdays, and Yu Wenhao is not comfortable when he becomes a gap, and all this is because of Mao Zheng's debunking, and for a while, there is fire in his heart and can only be sprinkled at him.

The leading disciple held the water spirit bead in his hand, and his eyes were full of banter and disdain when he looked at Mao Zheng, like an ant that could be pinched to death at will.

Looking at his provocative eyes, Mao Zheng said, "I'm here to find the sword elder this time." I don't want to teach you a lesson here. ”

The disciple holding the Water Spirit Bead said, "Your brain is in the water, and you don't want to look at what kind of cultivation you are doing now, and you dare to teach us a lesson?"

"Yu Wenhao was killed by me, can't I teach you a few spicy chickens?" Mao Zheng snorted lightly, his tone quite disdainful.

Sure enough, when Mao Zheng said this, the man didn't dare to say anything. The original banter and disdain in his eyes changed to a little more fear.

Mao Zheng saw that they were not aggressive, so he naturally knew that they were also afraid, so he swaggered past them. After walking for a long time, he finally came to the Sword Elder Sword-Holding Pavilion.

"Elder Sword, I'm here, I don't know what you're looking for me, Elder?" Mao Zheng asked.

The Sword Elder said, "Do you have mastered the Devouring Thunder Punishment Method and a flame with an extremely high temperature?"

Mao Zheng, who was inexplicable, heard the sword elder ask himself, so he replied, "Yes, I don't know what the elder is looking for me?"

The sword elder seemed to have found some great treasure, and the joy on his face was uncontrollable. "You go with me to a place, and then I'll tell you what I'm looking for you. ”

Flying with Mao Zheng in the sky, it only took a few breaths to reach their destination, the Forbidden Cliff.

Mao Zheng's face was full of doubts, he didn't know what the sword-wielding elder was going to do when he brought him to the forbidden cliff, so he looked at the sword-wielding elder with puzzlement on his face.

The sword elder replied, "I want to ask you for one thing, and I ask you to agree. ”

Mao Zhengdao: "What's the matter?"

"I want to ask you to save my master, Xiao Tulong. Elder Sword said.

"Xiao Tulong, that traitor who wants to seize the position of sect master?" Mao Zheng couldn't believe that the righteous sword-wielding elder would actually have the heart to save the traitor, but after thinking about it, Xiao Tulong was his master after all.

"This is absolutely impossible! If I want to abandon the entire Mortal Immortal Sect, I will definitely not be able to do this. Mao's face is firm, giving people the feeling that they haven't said anything about it.

The sword elder said, "I haven't asked for much in this body, because I know that it is better to rely on others than on myself. But today I have to beg you, I beg you to save my master. ”

As he spoke, he was about to kneel, but Mao Zheng hurriedly stopped him and said, "Elder Sword, you are a senior, don't kneel down to me, otherwise I will be disrespectful!"

At this time, Xiao Tulong's voice came from the bottom of the cliff: "Don't kneel, don't kneel, my freedom is not comparable to your dignity!"

The Elder Holding the Sword said, "No, Master, your freedom is the most important thing. You have been frozen by the Ten Thousand Years of Ice for more than ten years, and your body functions have been frozen by this ice for more than ten years. ”

"Even if I die, I have no regrets in this life, accepting you as an apprentice is the most correct thing I have ever done in my life. Xiao Tulong said affectionately, feeling a little goodbye.

This conversation really moved Mao Zheng on the side, he looked at the sincere emotion on the face of the sword elder, sighed and said, "That's it, I'll try to save Senior Xiao out." But if you succeed in rescuing you, Senior Xiao, you can't seek revenge from the Mortal Immortal Sect!"

Xiao Tulong said: "More than ten years have passed, and it doesn't matter what hatred there is. The fact that he killed Master will always be in my heart!"

"What? Isn't it the master you killed? How can you wronged the sect master?" asked Mao Zheng.

Xiao Tulong laughed twice, and the emotions contained in the laughter were myriad: "It seems that in the Mortal Immortal Sect, the matter of me killing my master and seizing the position of sect master has become so deep-rooted, even if I defeat Xiao Shulong and explain to them, no one will believe me, so why should I go to seek revenge?"

Mao Zheng asked, "Why is this matter so different from what I said?"

"In fact, he was the one who killed the master, and he was the one who wanted to seize the position of the sect master. If he wanted the position of sect master, I would have given it to him, but he did such a shameful thing, and even asked me to take the blame for him after he did it!" Xiao Tulong said.

Mao Zhengdao: "The current mood of the predecessor makes me think that it is impossible for you not to go to the Fan Immortal Sect for revenge. Therefore, the juniors cannot rescue the seniors for the time being. ”

Xiao Tulong smiled: "Don't worry, I just confided just now, and I didn't have any murderous intentions." Please also ask Xiaoyou to save me from the ice for thousands of years. ”

"Okay!" Mao Zheng jumped into the bottom of the cliff, and it took a few breaths before he touched the ground. The bottom of this cliff is really cold, Mao Zheng thought to himself, and then gave birth to a wisp of Emperor Phoenix True Fire to resist the invasion of this cold air.

By the light of the fire, Mao Zheng could see the scene in front of him. A piece of ice that has been around for thousands of years, and people can be faintly seen in the middle. This scene is exactly the same as what he dreamed about in the Forbidden Cliff before.

Mao Zheng asked in a low voice, "How can this be? How could I dream of a scene exactly like this?"

Xiao Tulong said: "It turns out that the person who received the message from my divine soul in the past few days was you, it seems that the two of us have a bit of fate." ”

At this time, the sword-wielding elder also came to the bottom of the cliff from above.

Mao Zheng glanced at the sword-wielding elder, and the sword-wielding elder signaled with his eyes that he could start.

After the meeting, Mao Zheng urged the Dragon Phoenix Emperor Yuan with all his strength and frantically poured the Gang Qi into the Emperor Phoenix True Fire.

The flame came into contact with the Myriad Ice, and at first it had no effect, but as time went on, the Myriad Ice began to slowly melt, and the ice water fell dripping.

Xiao Tulong watched Mao Zheng's face gradually turn pale, and reminded: "After this piece of Myriad Xuan Ice melts, there will be a thunder penalty to fall, and you must save a little bit of Gang Qi to use your method of delaying the thunder punishment." ”

As soon as Mao Zheng heard that there was a thunder punishment, it meant that he could replenish the power of extinguishing the saint. Since this was the case, Mao Zheng drew a wisp of saint-destroying power to replenish the little Gang Qi he already had.

Just a wisp of saint-destroying power filled Mao Zheng's dantian again, and the sword-wielding elder on the side looked at Mao Zheng in shock. I don't know where this sudden extra Gang Qi came from.

There is the power to destroy the saint, Mao Zheng does not have to worry that his Gang Qi is not enough to increase the flame of the Emperor Phoenix True Fire, and the melting speed of the Ten Thousand Years Xuan Ice has also been abruptly raised.

The water from the melting ice slowly accumulates and flows somewhere, like a small pit, filled with thousands of years of ice water.

After one hour after another, Mao Zheng had already spent five wisps of saint-destroying power, and Xiao Tulong only showed one hand.