Chapter 121: Gathering on the East Coast

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After the small turmoil passed, Mu Chen was still immersed in cultivation, and his swordsmanship went further, and he couldn't break through the two killer skills of sword intent and Guiyuan Qigong, and what he had to do now was to improve his cultivation as much as possible, and to reach the peak of the late stage of the True Spirit Realm before the trip to the Lost Island.

Day after day, two months have passed in a blink of an eye, in the past two months, Wu Zhen has come to him three times, two times to learn from him, although Wu Zhen inspired the martial spirit body, but Mu Chen's strength is also not what it used to be, and both battles were defeated by Mu Chen.

In two months, Mu Chen also raised his cultivation to the peak of the late stage of the True Spirit Realm, and the breakthrough was just in time to go to the Lost Island.

Going to the Lost Island, this is a rare opportunity for disciples to break through the Ning Dan Realm, and each sect will send the most potential disciple to it.

The Bright Moon Sect sent the seven people who had just been promoted to the core disciples: Xiao Fan, Wu Zhen, Ren Feihong, Chen Kexin, Ye Li, Gongsun Ying and Zheng Yuanyuan.

The average age of the seven people is less than twenty years old, and their cultivation has all reached the peak of the late stage of the True Spirit Realm, so they can be called the most potential disciples.

It was the two Great Elders Xingyunzi and Leng Yuezi who escorted the seven people to the Lost Island, and in addition, the first elder also went to five people: Chen Zuisheng, Bai Wuhen, Hou Jin, Shen Ji and Yao Ran.

It was the original inner gate elder of the Seven Muchen Brothers.

In addition to the first elder, the ordinary elders also followed more than thirty people, and there were other core disciples, who could not enter the Lost Island but also went to see for a long time, and it was Meng Chaixing and Liu Hanyue who led the team.

A total of about 100 people headed towards the coast of the East China Sea.

The East China Sea is located at the very edge of the White Cloud Country, and it is far away from the Bright Moon Sect, and the team of the Bright Moon Sect is not in a hurry, and it took about twenty days to reach the coast of the East China Sea, which is the closest to the Lost Island.

There were already a lot of people on the coast docks, but most of them came to see the excitement, and only a few lone warriors wanted to try to cross the sea to the island of Lost Island.

For these people, the six major factions didn't bother to pay attention to them, if there were no huge warships to go, even if they went, they could only be sent to death in vain, and the giant warships that could cross the sea were only owned by the six major sects.

But some people don't believe in evil, they have to drive a small boat to go, but in the end, there is no return, the thousand-year-old history of Baiyun Country, I have never heard of anyone driving a boat from the Lost Island. Unless it is a strong person in the Xuan Ling Realm, but there is no need for the strong person in the Xuan Ling Realm to go to the Lost Island.

The Bright Moon Sect and the others came five days earlier than expected, and they were the first of the six major sects to reach it.

When I came to the front of the pier, I saw a foggy miasma on the sea, and I couldn't make out the direction a hundred meters away.

"This is the closest coast to the Isle of Misty, we can only send it to you, and in five days the miasma on the sea will weaken, but we old men can't enter!"

Xingyunzi said to the seven people of Mu Chen: "The miasma on the coast is not an ordinary miasma, it is very strange, he is extremely harmful to people over thirty years old, it can invade the bone marrow in the body, it is easy to leave sequelae, it is very troublesome, but for young people under the age of thirty, the damage is much smaller, this has nothing to do with cultivation, it is the cultivation of the peak in the late stage of the Ning Dan Realm, as long as it enters the miasma, it is not spared, unless it is the former of the Xuanling Realm to resist the invasion of the miasma!"

Therefore, the rest can only rely on the seven of you yourself, of course, there will be a certain risk, but the path of martial arts is originally a road full of crises, leaving you in the cultivation of the Bright Moon Sect, even if your talent is good, you will never be able to become a climate, only you yourself have experienced the tempering of the wind and waves, and finally you can go further from the path of martial arts, I also experienced the experience of Lost Island when I was young, Elder Hanyuezi has also experienced it, and the first elders here have also experienced it, so we can, I believe you can also do itThere is no faith!"

"Yes!"

Under the impassioned encouragement of Xingyunzi, the seven Muchen were all enthusiastic and shouted in response.

"Xingyunzi, I can't imagine that your mouth that hasn't seen you for a long time is still so powerful!"

A contemptuous voice came, and everyone turned their heads to look, and a group of people came towards the dock, although the dock was already crowded, everyone still made way for them.

There were also hundreds of people in this group, led by an old man with a white beard and gray clothes, followed by a handsome young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a jade tree in the wind, an extraordinary temperament, and a jade flute around his waist.

Mu Chen's gaze instantly turned cold, and he stared at the old man and the pair of teenagers and girls behind the young man. The man's figure is as straight as a gun, and his appearance is also good, and he walks casually, looking at the girl next to him from time to time.

The girl's gaze at the former is relatively cold, and she herself is also a rare and stunning appearance, wearing a snow-white dress, the green silk is as soft as a waterfall, scattered between the slender waist, graceful and noble and contains a dusty temperament, which is beyond people's reach.

It was Qiang Zichong and Xiao Ling'er.

"Yun Haizi, I'm educating my disciples, isn't your Baiyun Sect too lenient!"

Xingyunzi snorted coldly, obviously knowing the former, but the relationship was not very good.

The person who came was the Baiyun Sect, the first major faction of the Baiyun Country, and the old man headed by him was the Great Elder of the Baiyun Sect, and the young man who followed him was Chen Quxuan, the first person of the younger generation of the Baiyun Country.

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to care about your Mingyue Sect's affairs!"

Yun Haizi naturally didn't give the former a good face, and with a gloomy face, he walked out towards the other corner of the dock with the disciples of the White Cloud Sect.

Mu Chen's eyes only stared at Qiang Zichong and Xiao Ling'er, and his fists clenched 'creak'.

"Brother Mu, let's go find those two dog men and women to settle accounts!"

Wu Zhen and Mu Chen have the best relationship, so they naturally know that the latter has a common enmity with the two, and he has also seen the decisive battle between Mu Chen and Qiang Zichong in Erniu Mountain, and said in a low voice.

Mu Chen calmed down a little, adjusted his breathing, and said: "Wait a little longer, when I go to the Lost Island, I will let Qiang Zichong come and go!"

Among the people of the Baiyun Sect, Qiang Zichong naturally saw Mu Chen, and whispered to Xiao Ling'er beside him, "Did you see that waste?"

"Don't let you call him a waste anymore, it's because we're sorry for Xiaochen, if you go on like this, it's even more difficult for us to resolve our grievances with him!"

Xiao Ling'er's beautiful eyes were angry, and she snorted.

"Resolving grievances? It's impossible, I'm inseparable from him! I'm losing face in Erniu Mountain with this waste, and it's hard to solve the hatred in my heart if I don't kill him!"

Qiang Zichong gritted his teeth with hatred, and then changed the conversation and said, "What? Do you still have feelings for that kid?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Xiao Ling'er's face changed, and her pretty face turned away.

"Do you want to deny it? Since you came back from Erniu Mountain, you have been cold to me, what's wrong? Do you think I'm not as good as that waste? Tell you, I swear to the sky that this time I will go to the Lost Island and let that waste die without a place to be buried!"

Qiang Zichong's face was close to Xiao Ling'er, and he sneered and said, "When the time comes, don't turn your arms outward, don't forget that your cultivation has progressed so fast, and who is the credit for the strongest martial arts of the Baiyun Sect that you have cultivated? If you hadn't climbed to the top of my young sect, you might still be just an inner disciple now!"

Xiao Ling'er felt bitter in her heart, but she was speechless, so she could only be silent.

"Brother Muchen!"

A melodious voice like a yellow bird sounded, and just as Mu Chen was about to turn around, a petite figure had already pounced into his arms.

"Xuanxuan! You're okay! The last time I went home, I heard that you had joined the Divine Pavilion, and I wanted to see you, but I never had time!"

Mu Chen naturally saw the appearance of this figure clearly, it was his cousin Mu Xuan.

"Brother Muchen, Xuanxuan missed you to death, and originally wanted to go to Mingyue Sect to find you, but Master has not allowed me to go down the mountain, and I finally saw you when I came to Lost Island this time!"

Mu Xuan refused to let go of Mu Chen for a long time, and said with a crying voice.

"Alright, alright. I'm still crying when I'm so old, I'm not ashamed!"

Mu Chen affectionately stroked Mu Xuan's little head and said with a smile.

"Xuanxuan, you weren't so close when you saw me, you actually ran over when you saw Xiaochen from afar, sister, I really hurt you in vain!"

At this time, a group of people walked not far away, and they saw a tall and beautiful woman shaking her head and sighing.