When Xiao Wanjun and Li Fangzhong saw Chu Mo, they all had grateful expressions on their faces. During this time, after the elixir left to them by Chu Mo, not only did their bodies recover as before, but the confidence they had lost also returned to their bodies.

After going through so many tribulations, the mentality of the two has also changed a lot. No longer as obsessed with power as it used to be. After the vision was raised, the mind also expanded.

Knowing Chu Mo as the master, not only did the two of them have no unhappiness in their hearts, but on the contrary, they are all full of gratitude.

The benefactor of life, the grace of recreation.

This kindness is greater than heaven, and both of them remember it in their hearts.

Chu Mo greeted the two of them, and then told them about his true identity, the group of people around him, and some conflicts with the Ouyang family in Qingfeng City.

After all, it's your own people, and it's not the same thing to always hide it.

Xiao Wanjun and Li Fangzhong didn't feel too curious about Chu Mo's identity, for an old man like them who had lived for hundreds of years, this kind of thing was nothing at all. I was very happy with Chu Mo's honesty.

Immediately stated that he would definitely protect the people around the master.

Subsequently, Chu Mo invited Xiao Wanjun and Li Fangzhong to attend the banquet held by the City Lord's Mansion for a while.

At this time, the gate of the City Lord's Mansion is already full of people.

Those high-level bigwigs of the big and small families who knew about the return of the city lord all flocked to it.

What was originally just a small internal banquet turned out to be a big gathering of the city's upper class!

For this reason, Lu Tianyue also specially asked people to go back and call all the best chefs in the family and arrange them directly in the City Lord's Mansion.

Hua Xiaoya stood beside Miao Yiniang, looked at Lu Tianyue, who commanded his subordinates to do things, and said softly: "This girl is good!"

Miao Yiniang smiled: "Yes, not bad." Do you like it?"

Hua Xiaoya looked at Miao Yiniang with a frightened face: "Yiniang, you have learned badly!"

Miao Yiniang said quietly: "It's not that I learned badly, it's that you moved your spring heart!"

"Hehehe. Hua Xiaoya looked at Miao Yiniang: "Your joke is not funny at all." I don't like women. ”

"I know, I didn't say you liked her. Miao Yiniang chuckled: "What you like is Chu Mo, don't you?"

"Come on, he's not a good guy. Why does everyone like him, I've always treated him as a brother!" Hua Xiaoya said with a pout.

"Huh. Miao Yiniang glanced at her and didn't say anything more.

Subsequently, at the banquet, Chu Mo encouraged all the heads of the large and small families in Splendid City present. At the same time, Miao Yiniang and others were introduced to them.

"These are my most important relatives and friends, and we will get to know each other today, and I will rely on you to take care of them in the future. Chu Mo held the wine glass and said with a smile.

"The city lord is so polite!

"The relatives of the city lord are our relatives!"

"After we go back, we will immediately warn the children in the family...... "This is after seeing the beauty of Miaoyi Niang's daughters." The voice of a head of the house. This is not a joke, just with the beauty of these women in Miao Yi Niang, if you don't warn the children in the family, maybe someone will really come to tease these women.

Isn't the woman who dares to flirt with the city lord tired of life?

Yes, in the eyes of these people, this group of women who suddenly appeared in the City Lord's Mansion and looked like flowers. They should all be the women of the city lord.

Many people even envied the Yanfu of this "Lu City Lord" in private, and decided to go back. I'm going to look for some beauties too. Even if you don't do anything, it's still pleasing to the eye, isn't it?

A wine banquet, the guests and the host are happy. It didn't disperse until late at night.

The next day, Chu Mo took Jin Ming's coffin and left the Jin family with Fang Lan.

If it were someone else. The Jin family definitely couldn't let Jin Ming's coffin be taken away like this, and they still wanted to bury Jin Ming in the Jin family's family cemetery.

But this person is Chu Mo...... Well, Lu Tianming in their eyes. That's a different story. Not to mention that Fang Lan didn't object.

"Master, why don't you let Jin Ming be buried in the Jin family's family cemetery?" Regarding Chu Mo's decision, Fang Lan was also quite puzzled in her heart. On the way. Asked Chu Mo in private.

Because in Fang Lan's view, after a person dies, he is buried in the ground. The family cemetery of the Jin family, feng shui must not be bad.

Chu Mo said softly: "I want to find a better cemetery for Jin Ming!"

"Master is still proficient in this knowledge?" Fang Lan couldn't help but look at Chu Mo with some surprise, there was not the slightest disbelief in her eyes, more admiration.

This young man, who was even a little younger than her, was really unfathomable, and nothing seemed to be difficult for him.

The master is the teacher, and these four words were vividly interpreted by her master.

"I understand a little. Chu Mo replied, and then began to use the technique of looking for qi to find a feng shui treasure that could bring Jin Ming a chance. He didn't want to tell Fang Lan the truth at this time, because in that case, it would mess up his precious apprentice's heart.

There are some things that are better than not being known! This is especially true in the spiritual world. It is a big taboo for ordinary people, and for cultivators, it is not just a big taboo, it is simply a catastrophe!

The Jin family is very rich, so Jin Ming's coffin is also made of the highest quality wood. This kind of coffin will not decay for tens of thousands of years.

Chu Mo took Fang Lan and flew in the void like this, and soon, he flew out of Splendid City 100,000 miles away.

Chu Mo was running the feng shui magic power in his heart, constantly determining the direction. In the end, he took Fang Lan and kept flying north.

At the beginning, Fang Lan only felt that the master wanted to find a feng shui treasure for Jin Ming, but as a result, three days had passed, and the two of them had flown out for thousands of miles. As a result, Chu Mo still didn't mean to stop. This made Fang Lan a little nervous.

"Master...... What are we?" Fang Lan looked at Chu Mo and frowned: "Where do you want to bury Jin Ming?"

"Feng Shui treasure. Chu Mo squinted, looked at the mountains in front of him, and said, "It's almost there!"

Fang Lan blinked, she couldn't see anything unusual in the mountains. But out of trust in the master, she did not continue to ask.

This also made Chu Mo breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, if Fang Lan kept asking, then he couldn't say, he really had to tell her the truth. Because Fang Lan does have the right to know about this matter.

.........

Zhu Hong felt that he had been very unlucky recently, before he easily found a little clue about the Qingxu Gate from some ancient classics, and then it took many years to completely find out where the ruins of the Qingxu Gate were.

In the end, when success was only one step away from him, he first met the little Wang Eight Lambs of the Blood Demon Sect and was given a piece of the pie. It already made Zhu Hong very unhappy in his heart, but he couldn't afford to provoke the old devils of the Blood Demon Sect, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

But what happened next made Zhu Hong completely furious.

He and the group of people from the Blood Demon Sect were all in vain!

The real treasure was taken away by someone first, not to mention, and it ran away without a trace!

After bloodily slaughtering the people of the three major families in Splendid City, Zhu Hong finally got a name - Chu Mo.

So, Zhu Hong launched a search for Chu Mo, but after such a long time, he found nothing! That person seemed to have jumped out of the stone, and he didn't leave a single clue in this world.

Zhu Hong was extremely depressed. (To be continued.) )