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Along the way, he had deliberately exposed flaws several times, but his whereabouts were erratic, and at this time he had almost reached the boundary of the Refining Weapon Sect, the boundary that connected with Liuying Mountain.

Yu Jiaonu couldn't help laughing and said: "What a cunning boy, it's obvious that we are chasing him, but he is good, he is actually anti-guest-oriented, and he is playing with us and leaving the mountain",

Ye Guming glanced at the place where the aura disappeared, and then glanced at the smoke rising below, and said: "There is no need to entangle with him anymore, all the mountain gates are guarded, it is not so easy for him to escape, the most important thing now is to kill Wu Yu",

"The current situation seems to have the upper hand on us, but in fact it is just because of a surprise, once the branches come back to the taste and then want to control them, it will not be easy, Wu Yu has a very high prestige in this door, he may turn the tables at any time",

Yu Jiaonu said with a smile: "For the position of this sect master, Hall Master Ye is a little impatient."

Ye Guming smiled faintly and did not speak.

That position should have been occupied by the capable, and no one can always be on top of it by virtue of benevolence and morality alone.

"It's okay, if you are led by the nose by this junior again, it may be bad for tonight's business",

......

In the west of the Refining Weapon Sect, there is ** breaking through the wind in the smoke of gunpowder in the air, and there is a figure on each of the three flying black **, and the young man led by him has dark skin, his whole body is as clear as porcelain, and his face is gloomy as water.

Stepping on ** overlooking the bottom, looking at the tongue of fire rising from the mountains, the rising rainbow light, hearing the sound of magic weapons colliding, swords colliding, shouting and killing, and cursing also came into the ears, in the smoke rising to the sky, Wu Tian's eyes were also cloudy.

Since the founding of the Refining Weapon Sect, he has had more than a dozen thoughts, more than 4,000 days and nights, and almost all of his life has been spent here, and he has loved the nights here since he was a child, especially the summer nights.

The four seasons of the year, spring, summer, autumn and winter, spring, autumn, and winter are all good seasons for cultivation, only in the hot summer, the afternoon and summer are very strong, at that time Wu Yu did not urge them to cultivate, and had the intention to let them rest, so whenever the sun set in the summer, they rested their homework and played around, and the elders who were high up on weekdays also went out of the customs one after another, to the various mountains, the various branches, and in the evening in the musk garden to enjoy the cool together, every time at this time, Wu Yu would also put down the shelf of the sect master, and bring some wine and food to the musk garden to enjoy with them.

At that time, the young Wu Tian often sat next to Wu Yu, listening to the things on Jiang Niu and their Jiang Penglai Immortal Island and the stories that the elders heard when they went south and north, and when he was tired of listening, he ran to play with his brothers and sisters, and at night, when he was sleepy, he didn't want to go back to his room to sleep, Wu Yu held him in his arms, while pointing to the stars in the sky to teach him star divination, and coaxed him to sleep while counting miscellaneous studies, many disciples of the Refining Sect had the same childhood as him, so they had a sense of belonging from the bottom of their hearts to Wu Yu and the Refining Sect.

When he was a teenager, many nights he had stood with Wu Yu on the star-picking tower overlooking the Refining Sect, under the night, in the moonlight, the halls were brightly lit, there was the sound of water murmuring outside the pavilion and pavilion, there were bursts of cicadas in the secluded mountains and forests, and there were also senior brothers who were still diligent in cultivating at night, and the refining sect at night was also like a fairyland......

Over the years, Wu Yu has broken his heart for the sake of the Refining Sect, and all the fellow disciples seem to be united and get along well.

But when did all this begin to change? When did they forget about Wu Yu's care for them and became extremely obsessed with forces like the God of Wealth Pavilion? When did the kindness they had carefully cultivated gradually become swallowed up by ambition? And since when did those people accept Wu Yu's good side towards them without shame but flatter them to the God of Wealth Pavilion? Could it be that courtesy, righteousness, honesty, filial piety and faithfulness are all worthless in their hearts? Could it be that the grace of cultivation and nurturing can all be discarded in their eyes?

This group of ungrateful traitors, they have failed the cultivation of the sect master, they have failed the trust of their peers, the entire sect has been dragged down by them, and they are in danger, these people must pay the price, they ...... All deserve to die, all deserve to die......

His fists were clenched, and when he looked at the rebellion below, there was a cold killing intent in his eyes.

"Tian'er, where is the sect master now, is he safe?",

The man standing to the right of Wu Yu asked with a calm face.

He looks like he is in his forties, with thick eyebrows, dragon eyes and tiger eyes, angular facial contours, tall and majestic, quite a northern man's majestic style, and also the generous and sad song of Yan Zhao warriors.

Qiao Wu, the third elder of the Refining Instrument Sect, is different from Jiang Niu, Ye Guming and others, he was originally a high roller in the North, not good name, not good profit, the reason why he entered the Refining Instrument Sect was only because Wu Yu made friends with him when he traveled to the north, the two hit it off at first sight, drank a thousand cups, and became a confidant, when the Refining Sect opened the sect, he did not hesitate to bring people to vote, and made great contributions to Wu Yu, when the Refining Instrument Sect took root in Luming, and the Holy Law was in the same vein, Tiangang Martial Arts was on an equal footing, but he retreated bravely, and gave up the position of the hall master of the Shocking Wind Hall to Ye Guming, and he himself lived in seclusion in the small bamboo forest under the Star Picking Tower, and he had not gone out for a long time since then。

After tonight's incident, Wu Tian was ordered to summon the elders in the sect, and the first thing he thought of was this Elder Qiao, who was highly cultivated, seemingly rough, but delicate.

Standing on the left side of the ** is an old man, he has a long black beard, his temples are white, although the old man is old, but the spirit is more than the young man, when he flies, he is inspired by the wind, if Lu Hong is here, he will definitely be able to recognize this old man is the old foundry who fought with Shao Zhengye on the meridian road that day.

This old man's name is Lei Fu, and he is also one of the first people to go to sea with Wu Yu, and he is loyal to Wu Yu.

Listening to Qiao Wu's question, Wu Tian shook his head with a calm face and said, "I don't know, it's just that the sect master is injured, I'm afraid the situation is not good",

At that moment, he briefly talked about the sneak attack of the God of Wealth Pavilion and Wu Yu's instructions.

Qiao Wu thought for a while, and said with his eyebrows: "The sect master is risking his life to buy time for us, and he is determined to fight with the God of Wealth Pavilion to the end."

Wu Tian's heart moved: "Buy time for us?",

Qiao Wu nodded: "This is a risky move, if we can capture the four envoys of wine and wealth first, the conspiracy of the God of Wealth Pavilion will be self-defeating, but if they kill the sect master first, the foundation of my refining sect will be ruined",

"Now, it's time to race against the clock, whoever is one step faster between us and the God of Wealth Pavilion will have a better chance of winning."