Mu Fan asked, "Does Uncle Feng know that you came in to help us?" ”

"Of course I do." The ram laughed and said: "Master is not a person with a rigid head, Uncle Ye helped him with all his might, he saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart." ”

"Great, can we stay here for a while?"

Ram Gao shook his head, "No. Uncle Ye has prepared other roads for you, waiting for you to rest for a day or two and leave. ”

"Where are you going?"

"Find Xie Fa."

Mu Fan said casually: "Senior Brother Xie is strong, and with his protection, our life will be much better." ”

"I don't know how Uncle Ye arranged it, I'll just hand you and Xiaowan over to Xie Fa."

Mu Fan was curious: "Is it just me and Xiaowan?" ”

"Yes, others have other paths. For example, Hua Yuanfei, he will be picked up by the people of Cannes, and he will definitely be much safer than you. ”

Mu Fan nodded slightly, the second elder Kang Cheng is very strong, and there are many disciples under him, but he is a very upright person, and he doesn't like intrigue.

Kang Cheng has never crossed the thunder pool for so many years, and he is self-aware that he is not the material to be the sect master.

The senior brother and third senior brother of the Sword Sect all worship under Feng Daomen, and the legendary second senior brother Lu Zikang is a disciple of Kangcheng.

Lu Zikang has often stayed in the sword forging field in recent years, and it is said that this person is particularly good at strategy, and he is thought to have been cultivated by the soil here.

The ram stood up and said, "You have a good rest, I'll go first." ”

"Thank you, senior brother!"

The ram took a few steps high, suddenly stopped, he turned around, and said seriously: "I admire Uncle Ye, but I admire my master even more." He poured everything into the entire Sword Sect, and he was glad that Uncle Ye gave up his original idea and supported my master as the sect master. ”

Mu Fan said: "Master also loves the Sword Sect, but the current situation cannot tolerate an open-minded Sword Sect. ”

The ram laughed and said, "It's good that you understand, it's already difficult for the Xuanmen to destroy the Sword Sect. If they have to do it, the Sword Sect will die, and the Xuanmen will have to break their muscles and bones if they don't die. They were unwilling to give up the position of the overlord of the world to others, so the Sword Sect could hardly be defeated from the outside. ”

"I understand. The Xuanmen can only defeat the Sword Sect from within by splitting the Sword Sect. Mu Fan chuckled: "Master originally wanted to build the Sword Sect into an open, similar academy for cultivating cultivators. Now it seems, too far ahead of its time. ”

Ram Gao said: "It's rare, you are an understanding person." ”

Mu Fan said: "Some of the words I just said were said by my master. The world is going to be chaotic, and if the Sword Sect becomes an academy, it will perish sooner or later. ”

When Ye Feng taught him, he told a lot about the internal affairs of the Sword Sect. His philosophy is good, and it is also for the future of the Sword Sect, but it is a pity that he does not adapt to the troubled times. Feng Dao wanted to build the Sword Sect into an iron bucket to prepare for the future chaos.

The concept can be changed, Ye Feng made concessions and avoided the split of the Sword Sect.

Chunyang Temple was aware of the conflict with the abbot's concept, but neither of them was willing to give up. So the abbot ended the division with blood and consciousness with death.

There are also reformists and old-fashioned factions within the Xuanmen, and the two sides are still in friction.

There is one thing that makes Mu Fan happy for a long time, whenever the Xuanmen wants to deal with internal problems, the night, the Mu family, and the Sword Sect will "accidentally" have a conflict with the Xuanmen. Each time, it interrupts the process of solving the internal problems of the Xuanmen.

The ram laughed and said, "It is really a great blessing for the Sword Sect that Uncle Ye can give up his idea. ”

"Master didn't give up."

The ram has no emotion, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

Mu Fan coughed lightly, "When the world is peaceful, a certain dynasty will rise again, and the Sword Sect will become an academy." ”

"I'll talk about it when it's too late."

Ram Gao burst out laughing, and the hearty laughter spread far and wide, and his figure disappeared into the stone house......

Mu Fan lay on the bed, full of respect for Master and Feng Dao. In a sense, he has a lot in common with Master and Feng Dao. It's just that the two elders are for the strength of the Sword Sect, and he is for the Mu family to stand on top of the world.

Thinking about it, he gradually fell into a dream, and the faint dream was full of sweet taste.

Once again, he saw the endless desert, and a powerful frog soared above the clouds. There are dragon whales above the clouds, huge as fairy boats, and the sea of clouds is churning between breaths.

As soon as the picture turned, the dragon whale appeared in the East China Sea, and a little boy stood on top of the dragon whale's head and smiled silly. While he was laughing, the sea water suddenly flowed into the sky, and he broke free from the rules.

The little boy slapped the hard scales on the head of the dragon whale, and was accidentally punctured by the bulge of the scales, and blood dripped onto the dragon whale's head.

"Smack......

Red blood covered the entire desert, and millions of armies went into battle.

An old man sitting in a black dragon chair smiled contemptuously and waved his hand lightly, and millions of troops charged together, and the gravel was turned under control. Except for yellow, it's red.

Mu Fan suddenly sat up from the bed, he let out a long breath, and his voice trembled a little. He touched the sweat on his forehead, and his heart beat wildly in his chest. Everything was telling him that he was very afraid of the old man in the black dragon chair.

The dark black dragon chair is the seat of the master of the Xuanmen Gate, and its fame is even greater than that of the dragon chair of the Dongze Imperial Court.

Mu Fan said secretly: "I have seen the master of the Xuanmen Sect before? ”

He rubbed his temples and said firmly, "I must have seen him." ”

After the age of five, he vaguely had some impressions. A shocking scene like the Xuanmen Sect Master leading a millions of troops will make even people with problems with their heads have an impression.

Mu Fan suddenly realized a very serious problem, he had never dreamed of his father's death, but he often dreamed of the picture in the Hanhai, dreamed of the white jade box, and dreamed of the frog.

Yejin died in Hanhai, and he led the battle between Yeji and Xuanmen. The dream told him that he had lived through that terrible war.

"Why am I there?"

Mu Fan was puzzled, the Mu family was already very strong at that time, wouldn't it be safer to stay in the Mu family? Why bring a four- or five-year-old child to Hanhai?

Cold sweat broke out, Mu Fan took a deep breath, he thought of a possibility, a very terrifying possibility.

"Am I a tool specifically designed to house the remnants of the Great Black Heaven?"

Mu Fan hurriedly vetoed this idea later, the warmth of the family is real, the love of grandpa is also real, and Xiaowan is also real.

His head didn't hurt as much as it did just now, if it weren't for Sect Master Lu Xingjian's warning, he really had the idea of going into the depths of the Qi Sea to find out.

The secret key was in his head, but he could only go to Hanhai to seek answers.

Mu Fan put on the green snake robe, walked outside the stone gate, looked up at the starry sky, and sighed: "Even the stars are there, this small world is really real!" ”

Meteors streaked by, shining in the sky.

In the real world, a man wearing a hat and cloak looked up at the night sky and said, "When will the night end?" ”

"Don't worry, it's coming."

Xiang Jia said respectfully: "I haven't gotten the Five-Colored Soul Rejuvenation Pill, I'm contacting Bing Xuan now to see if I can get the Imperial God Pill in his hand." ”