A swamp in the Purple Gold Domain that does not see sunlight all day long, several castles are covered with black rattans, and crows flying overhead add to the horror of this dead silence. At this time, in the hall of a castle, a man in gray was kneeling on one knee respectfully, hanging his head slightly and not daring to look directly.

"Are you sure?" a cold whisper came from the high platform, and the dim candlelight could only shine a black outline, and the true face of the man's Lushan Mountain could not be seen clearly.

"That blue light is seen by his subordinates, don't dare to speak!" the man in gray replied in awe.

"Hmm......!" the black shadow let out a long breath and said, "It seems that the wood spirit has awakened first!"

"Hall Master, what's next?" the man in gray raised his eyes slightly to look in front of him, but quickly withdrew his gaze.

"Do your best to find the whereabouts of the wood spirit, and inform the wood domain of the news!" the black shadow thought for a moment.

"Subordinates obey!" the man in gray gave his hand.

There was a wave in the air, and the black shadow left like the wind, leaving a word to hover through the hall.

"The little Yuan King of the Bloody Clothes Sect can take advantage of it!"

The man in gray took the command again, and even though the shadow had already left, it took a few minutes for his kneeling knee to lift up, and then he bowed down to the first seat and walked backwards out of the temple gate.

......

Three months passed before I knew it, and a lot of things happened during that time.

After coming out of the tomb of King Yuan, the three major forces immediately sent troops to crusade against the Bloody Clothes faction, and what made people stunned and disappointed was that in addition to catching some shrimp soldiers and crab generals, Shi Xiaoyang and the core disappeared without a trace, and Shi Hongbo didn't even see a shadow.

Cutting the grass does not remove the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows again, but the cores such as Shi Hongbo and Shi Xiaoyang are really like evaporating from the world, and the three major forces have to give up temporarily after digging three feet into the ground.

The main enemy disappeared, and Feng Qizhang and his Qionghai gang naturally became the spearhead. Sooner or later, Feng Qizhang didn't complain, he only hated making people.

Under the pressure of the three major forces, the Qionghai Gang took the initiative to disband, some of the people were recruited by the three major forces, and some went away to find another way to make a living.

Winter goes to spring, the warm breeze caresses, the wicker swings slightly, and the ice on the river gradually melts, but the frost in the hearts of the Zhang family still has not resolved, Zhang Mochen's death has brought a devastating blow to the family, even if three months have passed, the pain in everyone's hearts has not been alleviated at all, I am afraid that it will not be eliminated after one year, two years, and ten years.

The deceased has passed away, life has to go on, and under the haze of Zhang Mochen's fall, the Zhang family still ushered in two happy events.

First, Wang Yuyan was successfully elected to Penglai Pavilion, but the lively and cheerful girl at the beginning could never be seen again, and the Zhang family deeply remembered what Wang Yuyan said in the conference hall the night before the selection.

"Mo Chen, don't worry, you're gone, I'm still here, the Zhang family won't decline!"

Although Zhang Mochen didn't have time to hand over the essence blood of Ben Thunder Tiger to Zamao, with his own efforts, the latter had broken through to the third order, and his strength was equivalent to that of a beginner-level general. In order to become stronger, Zamao followed Wang Yuyan to Penglai Pavilion.

Second, under the repeated pleas of Zhou Python, Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng, Zhang Tianbing made a major decision, that is, the family moved into Longbo City.

Not long after the Zhang family moved into Longbo City, the three major forces announced the dissolution of their respective sects and one place, named 'Momen', Zhang Tianbing served as the head of the sect, and Zhou Python, Tan Lin, and Miao Anfeng served as elders, in order to commemorate the unyielding young man.

At this point, the era of the four major forces in Longbo City has finally come to a historic end, and the new era belonging to the 'Momen' has quietly begun.

The old house in Sanye Town was not deserted, after all, it was the root of the Zhang family, and Zhang Tianchi took the initiative to stay with some of his cronies.

Zhang Moran hadn't woken up yet, Zhou Python and the others had tried all their best to dispel the slightest dead qi in her body, and in the end she was left in Sanye Town, after all, a relatively comfortable environment was more suitable for her.

After most of the clansmen moved away, Zhang Tianchi tried to keep the old hunter and Lan'er, but the grandfather and grandson left after all, when Zhang Mochen was alive, they still had a trace of memory, and now that people are empty, the world of cultivators is not suitable for simple hunters, but pity Lan'er, in these three months, her face is haggard, and the beauty is no more.

After Mu Ling sent Wang Yuyan away, he hid, some things he had expected, before leaving, he told Wang Yuyan not to come if there was nothing important, and this advice Zhang Tianbing and Chen Jingnan also kept it in mind at all times.

Mu Ling did not tell the fact that Zhang Mochen went to the Wood Domain, first, to avoid unnecessary trouble, and secondly, grief can often stimulate people's potential, whether it is for the entire Zhang family or Wang Yuyan herself, grief will only speed up the pace of their becoming stronger, because in the previous days, they relied too much on Zhang Mochen.

The sun and the moon alternated, the stars changed, and the Momen continued to grow together, and the scale of Longbo City was also twice as large as the original, becoming a first-class city in the Zijin Domain.

When Momen was growing stronger, a 'corpse' lay quietly on the ground in the distant wood domain, in a barren countryside, because the withered leaves had completely covered it for a long time.

Thick eyebrows like a sword, jaws like peaks, if the people of Momen were present, they would definitely be able to recognize this person's identity at a glance, yes, this 'corpse' was the Zhang Mochen they mistakenly thought had fallen.

The wind and sun, the rain and snow blended, and the clothes on Zhang Mochen's body had long since rotted into ashes, but a faint and leisurely breath wrapped the body tightly.

The sound of dead leaves being trampled on came from a distance, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and suddenly an exclamation sounded.

"Oops!"

A Qianqian girl fell to the ground, the bamboo basket in her hand was thrown aside, obviously tripped over Zhang Mochen's 'corpse'.

"I remember there are no such big rocks here!" Rubbing her knees, the girl pouted cutely, but just as she was about to pick up the bamboo basket, her delicate body was slightly stunned.

"Huh?!"

The dead leaves loosened, revealing a piece of skin, and the girl stepped forward in surprise, and when her hands curiously peeled off the dead leaves, a scream rang out, and the birds on the old trees around the earthquake flew up in flocks.

There was actually a person in the wilderness, and he was naked, the girl was shocked and blushed, but she still stretched her onion finger to the tip of the nose of the 'corpse'.

"One more breath!"

The girl let out a long sigh of relief, and then took off the cover of her coat, and the vibrant green slowly filled.

The jade hand was pressed to the chest, and a stream of wood yuan force was slowly injected, and after a while, the girl's pretty face was slightly sweaty, and then the corner of the jade hand raised a smile.

The girl looked left and right, her willow eyebrows raised lightly, and there was a cave not far away, and then she dragged Zhang Mochen inside.

"Whew, it's so heavy!"

With her hands on her waist, the girl was tired enough, but her little face once again swelled with a faint happiness.

"I wish you a speedy recovery!"

The girl clapped her hands, shook the sticky dead leaves on her body, and walked away with a soft smile.

Mu Yuanli, full of vitality, slowly flowed in Zhang Mochen's body, like spring rain moistening the dry and cracked soil, Zhang Mochen's complexion gradually became a faint blood, and after the girl left, a rapid and violent coughing and wheezing finally spread in the cave.

The puddle of blood blocked in his chest was spit out fiercely, Zhang Mochen opened his eyes violently, and breathed in a big gulp of fresh air, looking like a wolf and a tiger, extremely hungry and thirsty.

"I, I'm not dead?"

A ray of sunlight shined on his face through the branches and leaves, Zhang Mochen looked at the hole above his head, and was stunned for the first time, he vaguely remembered that Shi Hongbo's powerful punch hit his chest impartially.

Zhang Mochen tried to sit up, but just now, a heart-rending pain suddenly came from his whole body.

Grinning with bared teeth, Zhang Mochen slowly crawled to the side of the cave wall, and sat up with difficulty.

"What's going on?"

Supporting his body, solemnity instantly appeared in Zhang Mochen's eyes, he recalled every detail at that time, and only breathed a sigh of relief after a while.

"It turned out to be Master!"

Shi Hongbo's fist did concentrate himself, but Zhang Mochen saw a blue light burst out from the center of his eyebrows at the critical moment.

"This old liar also said that the mark can only be used once, hmph, if you don't make a move sooner, I will almost die!"

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Zhang Mochen looked up to the sky and sighed, scolding softly, but there was no resentment in his heart. If the wood spirit told him that the mark could still be used, he would not be able to obtain the true tempering of life and death.

"Master, Master, can you hear me?"

Zhang Mochen didn't know if the effect of the mark was still there, so he tried to get in touch with Mu Ling, but only a slight rumor answered him.

"Forget it, if I don't have this mark, I can't count on Master for everything!"

The corners of his mouth twitched, Zhang Mochen no longer expected a miracle, even if the mark really existed, with his heart he would not be bound by it, because he Zhang Mochen was not a person who relied on others at all.

Zhang Mochen put away his mind, looked at the cave and looked out of the cave, his sword eyebrows slightly clustered.

"Where is this?"

Outside the cave was a forest, and the old trees could not see the tops, but Zhang Mochen still found the difference, because those trees were different from the ones he had ever seen, each one exuded a slight aura, and even the sap on the trunk was pale green.

"Could it be here?!" Zhang Mochen said in astonishment, and at the same time, the tip of his nose twitched slightly, and the chic and elegant fragrance remaining in the air deeply integrated into his heart.

"Huh?!" Zhang Mochen was sure that this was a body fragrance, and just when he couldn't figure out who it was, the pair of sword eyebrows frowned again.

The mind wandered all over his body, in addition to the colorful flowing beads that were slowly recovering, Zhang Mochen found that there was a gentle Mu Yuan Force in his body, he was sure that this Mu Yuan Force was not his own, and he suddenly brightened up at the moment.

"That's right, this is the Wood Domain!"

Immortal, overjoyed, Zhang Mochen waved his fists excitedly, but the intense pain made him grin again.

"It seems that I was rescued, but this favor is not easy to repay. ”

Stabilizing his excitement, Zhang Mochen carefully searched in the cave, hoping to find a clue about his benefactor, but after a long time, he found nothing, if he really wanted to say that the clue was the slightly tight-fitting blue coat on his body.

Pouted, Zhang Mochen was no longer entangled, if there was a fate, it would not be too late to repay the grace of saving his life, the most important thing at the moment must be another thing.

Zhang Mochen took a deep breath, his hands clenched into fists, and his dark pupils gradually bloomed with agitated light.

"Dad, my son is coming for you!"