The night was low and the sea breeze was gusting.

The entire Shengyao Guangshan is shrouded in a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, and all kinds of familiar smells are also rushing to the nose, so that Mu Zifeng can't help but feel a kind of homely warmth, he doesn't know how long he wants to stay in Shengyao Guangshan, but as soon as he enters the mountain gate, he will undoubtedly become a disciple of Shengyao Guangshan, and he will live for the mountain gate and die for the mountain gate!

Perhaps for the entire Shengyao Guangshan and even the Xuanmo Continent, Mu Zifeng was a hurried passerby, but since he chose the Holy Sect as his sect, Mu Zifeng regarded this sect as his home, so when he smelled the smell of Shengyao Guangshan again, he felt extremely down-to-earth in his heart.

Just as he was walking quickly in the direction of his cave, he was caught off guard by Gu Chen.

"Mu Xiaoyou, the pavilion master is invited!" Gu Chen clenched his fists and arched his hands, respecting Mu Zifeng as always.

"Hello Elder Gu!" Mu Zifeng returned the salute with a fist, "Elder Gu, how are my brothers now?"

"Mu Xiaoyou, please relax, with the orders of the Ten Thousand Pavilion Lords, no one dares to touch a single hair of them!" Gu Chen smiled slightly.

"That's good!" The reason why Mu Zifeng was in a hurry to return to his cave was also because he was thinking about Lei Leopard, Cen Long, Qilin and Kui Ming. Now that he knew from Gu Chen's mouth that they were all right, he was also relieved.

During the days you came to Shengyao Guangshan, the three brothers Gu Feng, Gu Xing, and Gu Chen also fulfilled their promise when they recruited Mu Zifeng and others into the mountain gate, and the three of them personally taught Lei Bao, Cen Long and others.

Of course, in front of Mu Zifeng, the three brothers behaved very modestly, and they also wanted to teach Mu Zifeng, but how could they teach it?!

Mu Zifeng was very satisfied with their performance, less than two months after entering Shengyao Guangshan, the progress of Lei Bao, Cen Long and others was not much worse, not to mention rebirth.

Gu Feng's personality is more rigid, Gu Xing's personality is more stubborn, only this Gu Chen is exquisite, and when he pulls out an eyelash, he is empty, and he can be used as a whistle.

He was deeply loved by Wan Gelong, the master of the Holy Yaoguang Mountain Pavilion, and he was also one of his few henchmen, and he won his trust.

Now, Wangelong sent Gu Chen to find him, and Mu Zifeng didn't know what medicine he was selling in his gourd. You can think of it with your feet, it must be related to this mission.

He didn't ink, he followed behind Gu Chen, and in less than half a stick of incense, he came to Wangelong's residence.

The mental power was released sharply, and he found that Wanglong was standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking thoughtful.

Knocking on the door, Mu Zifeng found that Wangelong's face was slightly pale, although the water on the tea stove was bubbling white, but he didn't mean to make tea.

Mu Zifeng walked a few steps quickly, took off the steaming tea stove, shook the teacup, poured a spoonful of tea leaves, filled the teacup, and turned his face to Wanglong.

Wangeron was still looking out the window with his hands behind his back, his pale face flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mu Zifeng suddenly found that Wan Gelong was slightly bent towards his broad back, as if he couldn't bear any heavy pressure, and from behind, the pavilion master of Shengyao Guangshan was no different from a little old man.

"Master of the Ten Thousand Pavilions, I don't know what you have to call your disciple to do?" Mu Zifeng couldn't stand Wan Gelong's pretending to be profound, and spoke indifferently.

"Young Master Ben has just come back and there are a lot of things to do, okay? You pretend to be profound and deep, I'm afraid it's you who pretend to be in the middle of the night!

At that moment, Mu Zifeng's eyes on Wangelong were also a hundred disdainful.

If Wan Gelong knew that his dignified Saint Yao Guang Mountain Pavilion Master, a powerhouse of the First Order Demon Venerable Rank, had actually let a disciple look at him, would he have a mouthful of old blood gushing out?

"Mu Xiaoyou has worked hard, come, sit, drink tea!" Wan Gelong slowly turned around, walked to the coffee table and sat down, stretched out his hand towards Mu Zifeng, and gestured in a sitting posture.

Mu Zifeng was also not polite, and sat opposite Wangelong, and reached out to take the teacup handed over by Wangelong.

Gu Chen led Mu Zifeng to the door of Wangelong, and then turned around and left. Therefore, now there are only two people left in the house, Mu Zifeng and Wan Gelong.

"Mu Xiaoyou, I heard that you have already handed in the task, how about it?

"It's okay. Mu Zifeng replied lightly, he didn't want to dwell too much on this matter, because if he talked too much, there would always be a time when he would show his feet, you must know that the Wangelong in front of him was an old fox who had lived for more than three hundred years, and if he was not careful, he would expose Vasya's secret, which violated his original promise to Vasya.

Fortunately, Wangelong didn't dig deeper, which made Mu Zifeng's heart relax a little.

Yes, there are not 10,000 but 8,000 tasks issued by the sect every day, and 100,000 noble children are missing in Haidong City, which is a big deal for Haidong City, but in the eyes of Wangelong, it is a trivial matter.

"Mu Xiaoyou, this pavilion came to you this time because I want to ask you for something. Wan Gelong paused for a moment, and saw that Mu Zifeng was listening intently, he nodded secretly, "Mu Zifeng, a disciple of the human race, is still very reliable." ”

"You also know that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are things that compete for power and profit, and the Holy Sect can't escape such a fate, on the surface it seems to be very calm, but secretly there is a dark tide surging, and there are many factions.

You will slowly understand these things later, and what I want to say today is that I am not exempt from vulgarity, and I have also joined a faction, and without the support of that faction, I would not have been able to ascend to the throne of the pavilion master. ”

Mu Zifeng frowned, although he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Wangelong's gourd? But he also had a faint feeling that if Wangelong could say these heart-to-heart words to himself, he must have to tell himself some secret, what was this secret? He didn't know, but he keenly felt that as long as he knew this secret, he would be tied to his own chariot by Wangelong, and it would be a little difficult to get down.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his left hand and made a stop-and-go motion.

Wan Gelong looked at Mu Zifeng in front of him in a daze, I don't know which sentence he said wrong, or if Mu Zifeng had any other ideas?

"Pavilion Master, Mu Zifeng is an ordinary disciple who has just entered the mountain gate, I don't want to know about other situations, but the Pavilion Master has something and needs my help, I will still help, as for the rest, I don't want to participate. Therefore, if you have anything to say, please ask the cabinet master to make it clear. ”

Mu Zifeng's meaning is obvious, that is, I don't want to participate in the struggle of your faction, but for the sake of your Wangelong's face, I will still help if there is anything.

Rao is life for more than three hundred years, Wan Gelong couldn't help but smile bitterly, it seems that his first wish is about to be disappointed, the reason why he said this to Mu Zifeng was that he really wanted to tie him to his chariot, which Cheng wanted to open his mouth, but was blocked by Mu Zifeng.

Could it be that this harmless boy sitting in front of him was really less than eighteen years old? How could he look older than an old fox!

But he can't afford to offend this little fox, because this little fox is an alchemy master, and no sect is the object of competition.

"Since Mu Xiaoyou said so, this pavilion will not go around in circles, it's like this, there is a big man above me, Shouyuan will be exhausted, if he drives the crane west, I'm afraid my position will not be guaranteed, so I want to use Mu Xiaoyou's alchemy ability to see if there is a way to extend his Shouyuan. ”

"Is it simply to prolong life?" Mu Zifeng was secretly amused in his heart, how could it come in handy every time he had something good?!

Although he was happy in his heart, his face remained silent.

"How old is that big guy you're talking about?"

"It's two thousand eight hundred years old this year. ”

"Phew!"

Mu Zifeng gasped, "Two thousand eight hundred years old, isn't that longer than the existence of the Holy Sect?" I didn't expect that there would still be such an old monster in the Holy Sect, wouldn't it be about to become a refinement?

"What kind of cultivation is the old man?" Mu Zifeng put away his shocked expression and spoke indifferently.

"The pinnacle of the second-level Demon Venerable. ”

"That's not right, the second-order Demon Venerable won't live to be two thousand eight hundred years old at all," Mu Zifeng's sword eyebrows raised slightly, and he spoke with a puzzled expression.

"Mu Xiaoyou, you are really a well-informed person, the peak of the second-level Demon Venerable does not live to be two thousand eight hundred years old, but he has lived for so many years with the secret method of the old man's family, coupled with some pills! Later, Wangeron's face darkened.

"I see. Mu Zifeng also understood, he touched his nose, and the corners of his mouth also bent an upward arc, those who are familiar with him know that this is the rhythm of his Yin people.

"Well, it's a bit difficult. Mu Zifeng said indifferently.

When Wan Gelong heard this, he couldn't help but show a disappointed expression on his face, and his mood suddenly sank to the bottom.

"But ......" How could the changes in Wan Gelong's face escape Mu Zifeng's keen spiritual power.

Hearing that Mu Zifeng still had room to maneuver, Wangelong's face was full of joy, "But what? As long as I can do it, Mu Xiaoyou can speak." ”

"But it doesn't depend on who he meets!" Mu Zifeng also showed a drag look, "But the Pavilion is mainly mentally prepared, refining this life-prolonging elixir requires a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures. ”

"I know that as long as Mu Xiaoyou can extend that adult's lifespan, even if I go bankrupt, I will not hesitate to do it!" Wan Gelong's face flashed with excitement and ruthlessness.

"The Pavilion Master misunderstood, and I don't want the Pavilion Master to bankrupt your family, it's just that there are a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures needed to refine this elixir!"

"I understand, and Mu Xiaoyou pulled out the list, I will prepare it immediately,"

Mu Zifeng smiled slightly, "At the same time, you also need high-grade magic crystals, the more the better,"

He immediately remembered the two mutated longevity grasses, is this the rhythm of robbery?!