"Tonight, the Mu Qiufeng family master will hold a banquet in the Mu Mansion master's living room to entertain the fifteen people who have successfully advanced to the sword this time, including you, of course, but unfortunately, you can't participate in such an occasion!"

Nie Tong's eyes showed a little regret, but what made him feel slightly strange was that his son didn't seem to care much about this banquet, and he didn't even raise his eyelids more. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"By the way, I was injured and couldn't attend the banquet, did anyone tell Mu Qiufeng the reason?"

Nie Tong was stunned for a while, and then shook his head slightly, he didn't know why his son asked such a question, so he stared at his son with doubts, looking forward to his son's next words.

"Hmph! The world is as black as a crow!"

The swordsmen promoted this time, including Nie Feng, are only fifteen in total, Nie Feng can't participate because he is injured, but Mu Guo, the opponent he defeated, participated in the banquet peacefully, in this scene, Mu Qiufeng doesn't know the reason, and Nie Feng won't believe it, but since he knows the reason, he doesn't pursue it, but chooses to turn a blind eye, which has nothing else but mutual maintenance.

Seeing his son's cynical posture, Nie Tong couldn't help but sigh slightly, and suddenly he seemed to remember an extremely important thing, and his eyes unconsciously showed a hint of brilliance.

"At the end of this ceremony, Great Elder Mu Lin asked someone to explain that tomorrow night he will specially invite our father and son to a banquet in his living room, do you think we should go?"

In fact, what Nie Tong wanted to ask was not whether he wanted to go, but the question of whether Nie Feng was injured and whether he could participate at that time, naturally what his father meant, Nie Feng quickly understood.

"Great Elder Mu Lin is really good to us, and we will definitely rely on him a lot in the future, this solemn banquet for us seems quite sincere! Dad, don't worry, my injuries will be better tomorrow, and I will definitely accompany you then!"

"That's good, hehe......"

After a hasty dinner, Nie Feng fell asleep in bed again, while the Nie couple got up cautiously, and then quietly closed the door for their son.

In fact, Nie Feng did not fall asleep, but just like the time in the afternoon, his divine consciousness was half-asleep and half-awake, and the sword qi was constantly impacting the stagnant meridians, in order to avoid his parents continuing to worry, Nie Feng decided to use the time of tonight to completely open up the stagnant meridians as quickly as possible, presumably he would be able to move freely early tomorrow morning.

But the truth didn't seem to be as smooth as Nie Feng imagined, although he had used all his strength, the speed of the sword qi impact was still extremely slow, and in desperation, he had to temporarily suppress his slightly impetuous heart, and let the consumption of time increase the power and progress of the impact little by little.

......

In a rather ornate mansion, the hall is still brightly lit. And the three elders of Mu Lei, who had a childish face, were sitting quietly on the Taishi chair at the moment, slowly tasting the tea in the bowl. On the side, Mu Guo, who was dressed in blue, had already regained his original composure, but when he happened to look at the three elders on the side, there was still a faint trace of fear and shame in his eyes.

"Muguo ......"

The third elder finally spoke, slowly putting down the tea in his hand, and his superb eyes slowly raised.

"In!"

Mu Guo hurriedly agreed respectfully.

"According to your feelings, how much higher is that kid named Nie Feng than you?"

The third elder's question was as calm as ever, just listening to Mu Guo in his ears, his dark face showing a hint of unnaturalness and jealousy.

"Don't hide it from the third elder, that kid surnamed Nie is even worse than me in terms of cultivation, but the sword moves he uses are quite peculiar, and it seems to be ...... Seems to be better than ......"

Mu Guo's tone was slightly hesitant, as if he was afraid of angering the old man on the Taishi's chair, and he didn't dare to make the following words clear.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it!"

The three elders had a calm look on their faces.

"Ahem...... It seems a little more powerful than the 'Howling Wind' you taught me!"

After speaking, Mu Guo secretly looked at the old man with a childish face on the Taishi chair, and it happened that the old man's eyes flashed an extremely faint streamer, and the frightened Mu Guo shrank his neck slightly.

"Hehehe...... What dare you not say about this! Let me tell you, it's not that you're stronger, it's a lot stronger! If my guess is right, that kid may only have cultivated about half of his sword moves, otherwise how could you still have the strength to resist under a sword!"

As if he had thought of something extremely exciting, Mu Lei slowly stood up and walked towards the door of the living room.

"That sword move must be extremely powerful, and it's probably not just a move!

Mu Lei raised his head, let out a long sigh, and his pacing steps immediately stopped.

"Go, bring the two brothers Mu Hong and Mu Yang, and say that I have something important to order. ”

"Yes!"

Mu Guo quickly rushed away, on the one hand, the Third Elder Mu Lei didn't seem to intend to pursue him for his ineffective work, he was naturally extremely happy, and on the other hand, he was finally able to leave this atmosphere that made him feel depressed, so the figure that swept out was even a few points faster than when he was against Nie Feng.

Looking at Mu Guo's disappearing back, Mu Lei slowly clenched his palm, and his slightly squinted eyes revealed a look of longing and expectation.

"What kind of sword move would have such power...... I can't wait......"

......

At dusk the next day, after Nie Feng freshened up and dressed up again, he followed his father out of his small courtyard and walked slowly towards the place of Great Elder Mu Lin.

The originally sluggish meridians in his chest have been completely dredged, and there is only a small faint pain left in his chest, presumably there will be no major problem after a few days of cultivation, and the Nie couple found that their son's condition was much better, so they were naturally happy from the bottom of their hearts, so they agreed to let him accompany Nie Tong to the banquet.

Great Elder Mu Lin's place was as magnificent and quiet as last time.

Follow the doorman around the west, and finally come to the front of the restaurant, at this moment the restaurant is brightly lit, a huge but delicate round table is placed in the center, the banquet is carried out on the big table in front of you, there are already several people sitting around the round table, is very lively and talking.

On such an occasion, to be honest, Nie Feng was quite unhappy, but in the future, whether it was himself or his father, there were many places to rely on Great Elder Mu Lin, and Great Elder Mu Lin treated his father and son very well, so Nie Feng reluctantly came over to participate in it to show his solemnity and gratitude.

The doorman hurried a few steps and reported to the Great Elder Mu Lin who was sitting in the right position in advance, and soon the Great Elder's eyes fell on Nie Tong and his son who were slowly entering the door, and the smile that slowly rose was extremely amiable, and the figure actually stood up slowly, as if to greet the VIP, and strode up to meet him.

Naturally, the Great Elder's behavior quickly attracted everyone's attention, so some of the few people present were stunned, and some were indignant, but in front of everyone's eyes, the Great Elder's youngest son, Mu Lian, actually followed his father's figure to greet him, which made Nie Tong's father and son, who had just walked into the hall, a little overwhelmed.

Mu Lin and Mu Lian warmly greeted Nie Tong and his son and sat down, Nie Feng was next to Mu Lian, and Nie Tong actually sat next to Elder Mu Lin.

"Hehehe, the guests have finally arrived, and I will introduce them too!"

The Great Elder seemed to be quite happy, and the heroic Qingyue's voice slowly sounded, and then introduced them to each other one by one.

In addition to Mu Lin, Mu Lian, Nie Tong, and Nie Feng, there are four other people present, two of whom are two deacons who are highly valued under Mu Lin, Mu Tian and Han Zhang, and another middle-aged man of the same age as Nie Tong is Mu Lin's eldest son, who is also Mu Xing, who is also a deacon of Mu Fu, and the last one is the delicate girl who wore a red dress in the promotion ceremony and amazed the audience, and is also Mu Lin's own granddaughter and Mu Xing's daughter, Mu Hongying.

When everyone was introduced, almost all of them nodded to Nie Feng and Nie Tong, but when Nie Feng smiled and greeted Mu Hongying, he was directly ignored by the other party's delicate little mouth.

"This kid has been spoiled since he was a child! Little Brother Nie, don't care!"

Great Elder Mu Lin's words made Nie Feng finally get out of his embarrassment, smiled slightly, and then slowly raised his wine glass, took a sip, and then revealed it. Nie Feng didn't understand, this Mu Hongying didn't seem to be interested in herself, and she hadn't offended her anywhere?

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't have a clue, so I simply shook my head slightly, and simply didn't think about it, anyway, I didn't have much to do with her, and there was no need to figure it out, even if I still had a good impression of Mu Hongying in my heart, maybe it was this kind of ambiguity that the good feeling could be kept.

The seats were already full, and the food and drinks were quickly served. The atmosphere of the entire restaurant was gradually set off by this kind of cup of emotion regulation, everyone talked endlessly, Nie Tong and Great Elder Mu Lin drank a glass of me, and even including Nie Feng, they unconsciously fell into the atmosphere that Mu Lian said, and the excitement and intensity in it made Nie Feng dumbfounded.

Listening to what Mu Lian said, he is currently practicing in Qingshan Gate, and now he has become an inner disciple of Qingshan Gate, among the tens of thousands of inner disciples, he is ranked in the top 500, looking at Mu Lian with a slightly complacent appearance, as if such a ranking is enough for him to be proud of.

"Qingshan Gate, the top five hundred, tsk, it's really amazing!" Nie Feng stretched out his thumb vigorously.

Mu Lian's cultivation has long been clearly seen by Nie Feng, and the fluctuation of the seven-foot sword qi floating around his body clearly shows that Mu Lian has reached the realm of the Seven Heavens of the Sword Person, but looking at his age, he is only in his early twenties, and having such a strong sword qi cultivation at such an age has already shown that Mu Lian's excellence is absolutely extraordinary.

Whether it was his personal cultivation or the appearance of a big brother, Nie Feng secretly praised and admired him, and immediately kept the name Qingshanmen firmly in his heart again.

Qingshan Gate, Nie Feng has heard of it for the second time, although he still doesn't understand where it is sacred, but whether it is the discussion of everyone under the platform for the first time, or what Mu Lian said at this moment, it gradually points to an image, that is, this Qingshan Gate is definitely a huge thing, and it seems to be a holy place that kendo practitioners dream of, Nie Feng's eyes involuntarily revealed a trace of yearning.