Smack!

"You two are really stupid, what's the use of me raising you, I let you go to the Sword Blade Peak to explore the fictitious in the ancient temple, you are better to enter the door and get into trouble for me, not only did you not find anything, but also was beaten out by an old lady with a broom, do you know how to write the word stupid!"

In a dimly lit secret room, Wu Meng and other important members of Wu Sword Valley gathered, and in front of everyone, Wu Meng gave two slaps to the two brothers, Wu Cong and Wu Qing, and scolded.

"Dad, we have at least found out that there is an old woman from the Xuanling Realm in the ancient temple, and it is not for nothing!"

Wu Qing obviously didn't expect that his father, who had always loved him, would be so angry, and said aggrievedly.

"If you dare to talk back, I'll kill you!"

Wu Meng was even more annoyed, and was about to slap out again.

"Alright, give me a moment of silence, bunch of trash!"

In the secret room, a tall figure sat on a Taishi chair, which was the red-haired middle-aged man Wu Meng met in the dense forest.

"Yes, yes, the prince is angry, these two brutes are useless, they have delayed the prince's major affairs, and please ask the prince to be extra gracious!"

Wu Meng's voice softened again and again, and he pleaded.

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to bother with you shit, get out of here!"

The red-haired man waved his hand and said impatiently.

"Thank you for your great kindness, I don't know what our plan ......"

Wu Meng asked cautiously.

"Wait a little longer, let's see if there is any movement on the other side of the palace, no one can act rashly without my order, otherwise don't blame this king for being ruthless!"

The red-haired man snorted coldly without being angry.

"Obey, then we will retreat first!"

Wu Meng saluted respectfully, and repeatedly pulled the two uncompetitive sons and the elders of Wujian Valley to retreat outside.

"Hmph, what a bunch of rubbish, but I'm too lazy to deal with you cannon fodder who are about to die, as long as you help me get the Purple Electric Green Frost Sword, I especially care about your life and death!"

The red-haired man's voice echoed through the chamber.

......

"Boy Muchen meets the master and meets the seniors!"

The next day, Mu Chen came to the backyard of the ancient temple early in the morning and said loudly.

Mu Chen has been coming to the ancient temple for a while, and naturally knows that the backyard is not a place to be idle, no one can approach it except Master Huikong, but he is an exception, and he is surprised and delighted to be able to come here to meet these two peerless masters.

"Don't call my predecessors, they all call me old, since I'm here, come in!"

Cheng Haoshu's lazy voice sounded, and Mu Chen was not restrained, pushing the door in.

I saw Cheng Haoliang's figure in front of him, he was like an old monk, hanging in the air and meditating with his eyes closed, but he didn't see the figure of the old monk.

"I've seen Cheng seniors, but I don't know why the master is not here?"

Mu Chen asked, he didn't ask where Wang Po was going because he had already seen Wang Po in the front yard of the ancient temple, and he had already gotten up to sweep the floor.

"Do you mean Uncle Feng, he went out early in the morning and needs to come back in a few days, these three sword source beads were handed over to you by me before he left!"

Cheng Haojun opened his eyes, opened one hand, and three glowing beads floated towards Mu Chen.

Mu Chen was slightly stunned, according to the regulations of the Sword Summit, the first place was rewarded with three sword source beads, and although Mu Chen defeated Bei Tianzuo at the Sword Summit this time, he fell into the devil's path, and the other party who was defeated in a demonic state was not glorious, even if he was disqualified, Mu Chen had nothing to say.

After hesitating for a moment, Mu Chen still took the three sword source beads and put them into the storage ring.

"Okay, now it's time to fulfill my promise, I promise you that as long as you stab me, I will give you benefits, I don't know what benefits you want?"

Cheng Haojun asked with a smile.

"Senior Cheng and Wang Po have helped the younger generation regain their self-confidence, they are already kind to the younger generation, and they don't need any benefits!"

Mu Chen shook his head and said.

"I've always said the same, since I promised you that I would honor it when I was a junior, I don't have any good treasures to give you, but what I want to give you is ten million times better than rare jewelry, that is, it can guide you to cultivate!"

Cheng Haojun said.

"Really, that's so much thanks to my seniors!"

Mu Chen couldn't help but be overjoyed, not to mention that Cheng Haoling's cultivation was already the top master in the world, and Mu Chen valued Cheng Haoling's supernatural swordsmanship more, and his conceited swordsmanship in the past was a few opponents, and compared with Cheng Haoling, it was as ridiculous as playing a family.

Although Mu Chen stabbed Cheng Haojun in the end, it was mainly a surprise shot, at that time Cheng Haoshu was even more careless, thinking that he had mastered all of Mu Chen's sword skills, but he didn't expect Mu Chen to have such a mysterious sword, coupled with the fact that the branch broke too hard later, and was finally succeeded by Mu Chen and stabbed the vital point.

"There is a better reward, then it depends on whether you can enter this Enlightenment Sword Pavilion, if you can, I will make the decision to let you cultivate in it for three months, which contains the sword intent of a superb sword, if you comprehend it in it, you can comprehend the sword intent faster, and you will definitely benefit a lot, but whether you can enter it depends on your creation."

I heard Uncle Feng say about your situation, originally you had a five-layer sword intent, even if it was not difficult to break into the third layer of the Wujian Pavilion, but your current sword intent is sealed, so you can only enter it by feeling the sword intent of another attribute, before that, you meditate here first, I hope you can comprehend the new attribute sword intent within a month!"

Cheng Haoling said to Mu Chen.

Mu Chen was silent for a while, then raised his head and said, "Senior Cheng, I want to directly enter the Enlightenment Sword Pavilion to cultivate!"

Cheng Haoshu looked at Mu Chen and said with a little seriousness: "Mu Chen, this is not a joke, the sword intent in the Wu Sword Pavilion is not trivial, even if the first layer must be a sword intent Xiaocheng to be able to step in, you can only die if you enter at this time without the protection of sword intent!"

"Cheng senior, don't worry, I won't die, but I still hope that Cheng senior will promise me one thing!"

Mu Chen disagreed and said.

"What's the matter?" asked Cheng Haoshu.

"No matter what happens, don't come to my rescue!"

Mu Chen said seriously.

"What did you say?"

Cheng Haowei was surprised, but immediately thought of something and said, "Okay, I promise you!"

The door of the first floor of Wujian Pavilion suddenly opened, and a powerful soul storm rushed towards him, Mu Chen was dressed in clothes and hunting, and there was a stinging pain in his mind, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, almost fainting.

"How's it going? It's too late to regret it now!"

Cheng Haowei raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said.

"This is just the beginning, why regret it!"

Mu Chen responded. At this time, he got used to this soul storm a little, and began to stride towards the gate of the Enlightenment Sword Pavilion.

But with every step, Mu Chen felt that the pain in his mind was aggravated, but he still gritted his teeth, even if the pain caused a mess in his brain, he still moved forward bravely, as if at this moment, the consciousness in his mind was only desperately moving forward, and there was nothing else, if he wanted to stop his progress, there was only death.

Just when he was still about ten meters away from the door of Wujian Pavilion, Mu Chen's mouth and nose were oozing blood. At this time, his consciousness was already blurred, even if he had no strength to lift his feet, his body was shaky, and he could no longer take a step forward.

Cheng Haoling's face was very solemn, he naturally didn't want Mu Chen to have anything to do, after all, he still cherished such an excellent kendo genius, it was a pity to die so young, but he promised Mu Chen, no matter what the Dharma Body did, he couldn't help, since he promised, he couldn't go back, this is Cheng Haoling's criterion, for a peerless master of his identity, for a promise is more than a promise, it is more important than life, even if he dies and doesn't save him, he can't break his promise.

Mu Chen took a step with difficulty, only to see that the soul storm containing the sword intent was even stronger, and there were more scratches on Mu Chen's body, and the blood oozing from his nose and mouth was even thicker, and he stumbled, and Mu Chen almost fell to the ground.

Even with such a tragedy, Mu Chen still moved forward bravely and took another step, still eight meters away from the gate of Wujian Pavilion.

Wow!

Mu Chen couldn't help but spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, his body squatted on the ground, his face was as pale as paper, and his whole body was trembling, almost fainting.