"Brother Mu, don't come unharmed. ”

The person who appeared was Nanze Changfeng!

Changfeng was already in the realm of Dao Venerable True Cultivation, and the inner realm he formed was blessed with the blessing of soil and heavy water, so he was not that ordinary Dao Venerable.

"Mu Bai meets Changfeng senior!"

Mu Bai and Changfeng have an old relationship, and they happily stepped forward to salute, and everyone also paid their respects.

"Yes, yes, not only for the great progress, but also for the overall situation, I really didn't misunderstand you. Changfeng was extremely appreciative of Mu Bai's move, and showed a satisfied look, "Come back to the boat with me to talk, didn't you mention Sect Master Rao Xing, I'll take you to meet him, haha"

"No, we're just talking."

Everyone smacked their tongues, and they felt that the pressure was more tense than when facing the orc army.

What level of character Yuan Zun is, where can everyone's earlier words and deeds get rid of the divine consciousness of Rao Xing.

Everyone was uncertain, together with Mu Bai, and walked into the main tent of the giant boat with the long wind.

"I'll wait to meet Rao Xing Yuanzun!"

Mu Bai didn't dare to hold it up, and took everyone to kneel and bow together.

Rao Xing waved his hand, but it was to exempt everyone from saluting, "Everyone, you don't need to be polite, sit down and talk." ”

More than 300 seats have been placed on both sides of the main tent, but the nearly 100 cultivators in the tent can only stand on both sides. I'm afraid no one has ever seen this kind of scene.

"Xie Yuanzun!"

But these three hundred people have this qualification, and Mu Bai is not hypocritical, and immediately takes the lead in taking the seat.

"You are Mu Bai of the Tanglin Imperial Spirit Sect, Elder Mu. ”

"I don't dare to call myself an elder in front of Yuanzun, the kid is Mu Bai. ”

"Good, good. Among the millions of monks in the Chinese army, there is a shortage of chivalrous and righteous men like you, so you will stay in the Chinese army to assist us, are you willing?"

"Mu Bai obeys!"

"I'll do as I was told!"

"Okay, Mu Bai, this sect has given you as the overseer, leading 300 righteous soldiers, and 20,000 of your second-level disciples as the discipline army of the Chinese army.

"Mu Bai Ling!"

"We will wait for our liver and brains to be ruined, and we swear to follow the Mu Overseers to enforce the law impartially!"

"Okay, where you are in your respective sects, the old man will send someone to inform you. ”

Discipline Juncheng, Rao Xing nodded in approval, Changfeng was also very happy, and was not annoyed by this defeat.

The life and death of millions of lives may be nothing more than a game for such characters.

Thousands of soul boats flew to the Lingze embankment wall, where tens of millions of monks had already been garrisoned, and the monk tribes of Nanze and Dongling also sent personnel to reinforce the defense.

If this line of defense is lost, then the boundary of Tanglin will be unblocked, and the army of beast tides will sweep north, and the human race in the boundary of Tanglin and Nanze can only retreat to the land of the northern plains.

During the Anti-Japanese War, hundreds of millions of people and monks in Nanze crossed the Lingze defense line and poured into the boundary of Dongling to escape the disaster of the beast tide, hoping that after the beast tide passed, they would return home again. However, the loss of the Jialan defense line made people deeply disappointed, and they feared that the Lingze defense line would repeat the mistakes of the past

, I had to embark on the road of moving north again, trekking through mountains and rivers, and walking slowly towards the north of the boundary of Donglin.

Uprooted from home, his homeland has only appeared in dreamland since then.

This huge beast tide that has not been encountered in a thousand years has actually shaken the northern plains, and the various sects and sects have also gathered large armies in case of the current situation.

Chen Shichong's wealth has been stuck at the peak of the third level for several years. Back then, Chen Yuanpeng, the ancestor of the Chen family, assisted Beishan Dao to create this eternal foundation on this Beiyuan glacier, which can be described as sincere and loyal. Later, the Chen family's power in the Sword Sect developed rapidly, and in order to be innocent, Chen Yuanpeng even made a promise that the Chen family could only have two cultivators in the world together!

In this way, the Chen family would definitely not be able to threaten the Beishan family's rule over the Sword Sect. Perhaps this can avoid the tragedy of the brotherly wall and keep the Sword Sect alive for eternity. This is also Chen Yuanpeng's understanding and adherence to the righteousness of swordsmanship, he does not allow deviant children and grandchildren to appear among the younger generations. However, this is not fair to his descendants, who have been shackled by fate since birth.

Chen Shichong's father, Chen Jianli, and his uncle Chen Jianduan are both cultivators. If Chen Shichong did not break his family oath and wanted to enter the realm of cultivating his ancestors, then either one of his father and uncle would have passed away, or one of them would be able to become a Dao Zun.

Originally, it was rare to have two cultivators, but Chen Shichong had amazing resources, and he had already had the ability to step into the cultivators, but he couldn't take that step for a long time.

For Chen Shichong, this wealth is both fortunate and extremely unfortunate! Everyone asks for but can't, but he can't!

This kind of pain, for the young man, is undoubtedly to cut off his wings that desire to fly.

Mu Lanxuan's business in Sword City is getting bigger and bigger, Chen Qi also stayed in Tanglin, and Chen Shichong also wanted to go to Tanglin several times to find Mu Bai to reunite. It's just that he is in such a situation at this time, he is a little afraid to face his brother.

"Mu Bai, you must have already been a cultivator."

"Haha Xiuzun, Xiuzun!"

Chen Shichong sat on the platform of Linyuan Peak, drunk, and still remembered drinking with Mu Bai on this peak, and asked the wine to the sky.

"Born to be a human being, a maverick, is it a thing to be created and played?"

"Haha, what a thing that is played with by creation!

Chen Shichong drank heavily, but begged to get drunk.

"Fate is choice, and the trajectory formed by constantly choosing!"

Chen Shichong also remembered that he once talked to Mu Bai about his fate after drinking, but when he really wanted to choose, how should he choose? The fate of the individual and the fate of the family are entangled, he can choose for himself, but what about the fate of his father and uncle?

"Drink bar, I choose to drink"

Maybe drunk, in a dream, Chen Shichong can do that cultivator.

Maybe drunk, in a dream, you can talk about wine with your brother again.

Everything can only be in dreams.

My father has stayed in the middle of the cultivation for many years, and he doesn't know how long it will take for Daozun.

uncle

The talent is extraordinary, but he has just entered the middle stage of cultivation.

Chen Shichong hated himself for having this heavenly talent, and Chen Shichong hated that he was born in this Sword Sect.

Chen Shichong pulled out the Qiuyang Sword and smiled bitterly, "Everyone envies me, I envy the world, why don't you let me be born in that wilderness idyllic home?"

"That's it, that's it, it's like this in this life, but you can be a free and easy person in the next life!"

Chen Shichong drank a jar of spirits in a big gulp, and dimly saw Mu Bai smiling.

"Hehe, Brother Mu, you laugh at me too" Chen Shichong staggered to his feet, and pulled out the Qiuyang Sword in his hand, "Come Brother Mu, let's compare, Shichong can fight with Xiuzun!"

Mu Bai shook his head and also pulled out his Pisces sword, "My sword has been promoted to a top-level soul soldier, Brother Chen, you have to be careful." ”

"What are you afraid of, come to war!"

Chen Shichong was full of fighting spirit, he wanted to prove it to himself, he was not inferior to Xiuzun, the long sword in his hand shook, and the ten thousand ice Ling sword flowers roared towards Mu Bai.

Mu Bai didn't panic or hide, and waved his hand to sacrifice a soul power light curtain to block Chen Shichong's sword formation, "Brother Chen, I'm here!"

"Come!"

Chen Shichong stood up, Mu Bai held the Pisces Sword in his hand, and the Pisces Sword flew towards him when he saw it grow into a wide giant sword in the wind, destroying the withering and decaying and breaking through Chen Shichong's sword formation. Chen Shichong's eyes showed his essence, and he turned into a brilliant silver armor, and he smashed the Pisces giant sword with his fist, and the Qiuyang sword in his hand also instantly became longer and pierced Mu Bai's heart.

"Brother Mu, be careful!"

Seeing that the Qiuyang Sword was about to stab Mu Bai's heart, Mu Bai's face suddenly changed without changing color, and a golden light armor appeared on his body to resist the Qiuyang Sword's attack.

"Brother Chen, can you compare?"

"Than!"

Facing Mu Bai Xiuzun's golden body, Chen Shichong shouted, condensing the strength of his whole body into one arm, and in an instant, his right arm was like a golden cast, and even the Qiuyang Sword in his hand shot out of the scorching sun, and ten thousand rays of light shot out in a volley, sometimes converging into one, sometimes turning into ten thousand wisps, making it impossible to distinguish whether it was the scorching sun bursting or the meteor swarm.

Being able to mobilize the power of the flesh in such a way, and comprehend the essence of the One Soul Ten Thousand Law Sword to such a realm, Chen Shichong's talent has surpassed that of his ancestors, which is really admirable. It was precisely with this comprehension that he had the confidence to fight with the cultivators.

With a loud bang, the scorching sun smashed into Mu Bai's chest and burst, and ten thousand rays of light pierced him like a sword. Indeed, under such an attack, it was difficult for ordinary cultivators to withstand it. I saw Mu Bai stretch out his hands, and each offered out a soul power light curtain and a spiritual light curtain, and the double light curtain was superimposed in one place, "bang bang bang" to bear the scorching sun burst and ten thousand rays of light to slash.

"Brother Chen, such means are still not enough!"

As soon as the words fell, Mu Bai rushed forward, breaking through the ten thousand rays of the sun with his golden body armor, and the Pisces Sword silently pressed against Chen Shichong's chest. Chen Shichong had already burst out of the power of his whole body with the previous blow of the sun, and in the face of Mu Bai's sword, there was only despair.

"Haha, it still doesn't work after all!" Chen Shichong laughed miserably, shedding two lines of clear

Tears, "Brother Mu, it's meaningless for Shi Chong to live, just stab in!"

Chen Shichong's last self-consolation was also punctured, the cultivation realm is the cultivation realm, and no matter how strong the strong realm is, it cannot be defeated. And he obviously has the ability to step on the cultivator, but he can't. Mu Bai sighed and shook his head, and disappeared. Chen Shichong sighed bitterly and was disheartened, picked up the Qiuyang Sword and slowly wiped it towards his throat.

The more talented he is, the more he has an infinite desire for strength, but he can only stand still, which is more painful for Chen Shichong than for him to die.

"Chong'er, the Chen family can't stand you!"

Seeing his son fighting with the void as if he had fallen into a demon, Chen Jianli couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh. Just as Chen Shichong was holding his sword and killing himself, Chen Jianli flicked his Qiuyang Sword with one finger and hugged Chen Shichong tightly into his arms.

As a father, Chen Jianli hugged his son tightly and burst into tears.

Chen Shichong has never been hugged like this by his father since he can remember. Now Chen Shichong has grown up to be a man who stands up to the sky, but he is at a loss, just like this, in his father's arms, tearful eyes and hope will never let go.

Damei is young and has no ideals and ambitions, Chen Shichong doesn't really want to leave this world like this. It's just that he's dazed, he's in pain, and he needs a hug and the warmth of his family.

"Chong'er, don't give up, we'll have a way!"

Chen Jianli caressed his beloved son, Chen Shichong was silent, also drunk, and slept.

(End of chapter)