When Zhuo Zangfeng heard this, he faintly understood in his heart, and suddenly his heart shook, and he was almost unstable on his feet. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yao Caiwei reached out to support the crumbling boy, and then gently leaned his weak body on his shoulder.

Mu Jueyou was so shocked when he thought of this inference that he couldn't help but speak in a fierce tone.

"He's refusing anyone to save him! Could it be that his realm has fallen?!"

Zhuo Zangfeng suddenly shed two lines of tears, nodded and said, "That's definitely the case, his realm will definitely fall." ”

Mu Jieyou put his hand on a boulder beside him, and the boulder suddenly shattered in his silent breath, turning into a cloud of stone chips and powder.

The old man's white hair stood on end, and his eyes became fierce.

"Why am I so confused, Duan Qianhua completed the act of 'forging a sword Qianhua', even the immortals above the Heavenly Gate did not dare to try it easily, after completing it, I don't know how much effort it will take, his realm will definitely fall. ”

After finishing speaking, he seemed even more urgent, and his left hand swiped around in the palm of his hand, constantly calculating.

"Every spring, summer, autumn and winter, his realm will fall to a level, and he will become an ordinary body, and then he will ......"

When his most respected kendo master encountered such a situation, this old man in the land immortal realm was like an ant on a hot pot.

Originally, his realm had already seen through life and death, and he would no longer be shocked by anything, but in the face of this matter, he couldn't, because that person was Duan Qianhua, Duan Qianhua, the number one in the ancient sword path.

Also because he didn't want to admit this fact, he didn't want to admit that he had cultivated hard to reach the realm of land immortals, and there was still the possibility of a sudden fall in the realm.

Faced with this result, all three were silent.

The more Zhuo Zangfeng thought about it, the more frightened he became, the old monster took away the Kuaixue Sword, it must have been to prevent himself from looking for him. He knew his temperament, and if he got the fast snow, he would definitely rush to the Dragon Domain desperately.

He knew the terrifying cultivation realm of the Lord of the Dragon Domain, so he didn't want to watch himself die in vain.

Never let go of the idea of saving him, and he can live a more relaxed life.

Zhuo Zangfeng thought a lot for a while, and suddenly his mind seemed to be reflected by a bright light, and he suddenly had a headache.

He remembered something even more terrible, and his face turned pale as paper, and his whole body trembled like a wobble.

Yao Caiwei was startled and looked at him with concern on his painful expression.

Mu Jieyou flicked his left hand, pointed at his forehead in the air, and a warm vitality rushed into the meridians, and Zhuo Zangfeng's face gradually became ruddy.

But his brow was tightly condensed into a pimple, and he looked heavy.

In fact, he thought of Meng Taixu.

"Master's cultivation realm is not comparable to that of the old monster, the old monster collects the 'Forging Sword Qianhua' and consumes a lot of cultivation, and the master has the magical power of 'Forging Sword Qianhua', could it be that the realm is also falling rapidly?"

The cold sweat on Zhuo Zangfeng's body seeped out of his skin again, and his back was soon soaked.

Yao Caiwei looked at him with some complaints, thinking that it was because of the reaction after dissolving the sword qi of the white horse passing through the gap, and even the dissatisfaction with the white-haired and kind sword shrine master.

Zhuo Zangfeng didn't feel anything at the moment, his well-informed divine sense was like a faint firelight suddenly extinguished, and the pain in his body had long been forgotten.

"Master said goodbye at that time, and he never saw me again, because he didn't want me to know about it, and he didn't want me to live with a heavy burden, so he kept silent and didn't even see me again......"

The tears in the corners of Zhuo Zangfeng's eyes had dried up, and there were feelings of guilt, emotion, and uneasiness in his heart.

"Old monster, you are so ruthless, you think I can't fight the Lord of the Dragon Domain?

"Dragon Domain, I, Zhuo Zangfeng, will inevitably kill it one day, turning you upside down!"

"And Master, it was you who gave me life and gave me the opportunity to practice, do you think that if you don't tell me the truth and hide it from me, I will live a peaceful life?"

"You keep saying that you don't admit that I am a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, why do you tell me so many things about the Heavenly Sword Sect, why do you leave me so many things that I can't forget?"

"You don't admit that I am your disciple, it doesn't matter, I Zhuo Zangfeng has only one master in this life, and that is you. I want to go to the Heavenly Sword Sect to practice with my strength, I will start again, re-learn all the exercises and sword skills of the Heavenly Sword Sect, I will defeat everyone in the Heavenly Sword Sect under my sword, and then at that time, Master, you will definitely come out to see me......"

A burning sunset on the western mountains in the distance is like a glimmer of memories.

Zhuo Zangfeng supported his weak body strongly, he originally thought that he could rely on his unyielding will and excited youth to overcome this temporary exhaustion.

However, he was too weak, if Yao Caiwei hadn't been by his side to support him, he didn't know how many times he would have fallen.

Seeing the sunset sink into the mountains and the heavens and the earth gradually becoming dark, the three of them walked back to the hall where they had just left, and the candles had been lit in the room.

In order to entertain this child who was once raised by Duan Qianhua, Mu Jueyou, who originally handed over the matter of the sword mound to his subordinates, did not see anyone, and ignored all mundane matters.

This kind of grand or serious hospitality made many people in the sword mound secretly surprised!

In the past, even if he was the king of a country, or a sect master with a very high cultivation realm, his own master was also perfunctory and ignored at will, how could a young man who looked ordinary today, the master be unusual?

Until dinner was served, there were still countless people in the vast Sword Shrine Manor.

Only ate a little bit of dinner, Yao Caiwei also had no appetite, and symbolically pinched a few chopsticks, which made Mu Jueyou, as the host, quite embarrassed.

For this banquet, he spent a lot of effort, the tableware was made of gold and jade, and the richness of the dishes was no less than that of the Tang Palace.

Even the chef in charge of the spoon was dug out of the palace.

At the beginning, in order to let Meng Taixu teach him more swordsmanship, Mu Jieyou asked this kendo elder to come a few more times, but he also took great painstaking measures, and even paid a shocking amount of money to invite one of the most outstanding imperial chefs in the palace to the sword mound in the world.

However, the imperial chef was invited, but Meng Taixu never came, and the chef felt extremely aggrieved in the face of the useless hero of the sword mound who didn't like food.

So finally this time the master ordered to spend a lot of money to purchase ingredients, and he naturally used twelve points of strength, flying in the sky and running on the ground, all of which were extremely exquisite.

However, the two young men didn't seem to care about the food, which made the white-haired sword mound owner quite helpless. So the meal was naturally reserved for those who were under the people to enjoy.

The subordinates removed the food, Mu Jue looked at the weak young man, and said: "It's a pity that I can't take out the elixir in my sword shrine except for the divine sword, and the cultivators in the world have their own strengths, but my old Mu doesn't have the ability to refine the divine pill." ”

Yao Caiwei has always cared about Zhuo Zangfeng's body, and after listening to his words, she couldn't help but say, "Did the predecessor say that there was an elixir that could allow him to recover quickly?"

Mu Jieyou nodded and said, "Yes, but the pill can only keep his qi unblocked, and it will take time to fully recover, and he needs to consciously practice hard." ”

After speaking, he sighed heavily, "If I have the alchemy technique of the Heavenly Sword Sect's Eastern Guiding Moon, what does it matter if I give you ten, eight, hundred, and thousand grains." ”

The Heavenly Sword Sect Dongfang Yinyue is known as the Grandmaster of the Dan Dao, and his Jishi Dan is famous all over the world, because the refining materials are precious, extremely difficult to find, and the cost of refining medicine is huge, so a pill costs 10,000 taels of silver.

Although the price is staggering, it is still in short supply.

At this time, Mu Jueyou sighed from the bottom of his heart, and it was also from the expression of sincere feelings.

This somewhat informal sword mound owner really has a sad face at the moment, just like an old man who looks like he is about to become the son of an old man, sighing that he can't say that he can't be a daughter-in-law.

Mu Jue frowned for a moment, and suddenly said, "Why don't I go to the Heavenly Sword Sect at night and see if I can get the elixir from that bull's nose." (To be continued.) )