Xuan Qing's face was a little gloomy at the moment.

"Senior Brother Leader, why don't I go to the Xiuzhen Alliance?"

"What to do? Go and tell them that my Xuantian Sect has raised a corpse puppet sect demon and can't cultivate? ”

As he spoke, Xuan Qing looked at the mountain peaks in the distance, "Go and demolish the Qingyun Courtyard for the old man!" No... Dig up the entire partial peak! ”

"Master, this..."

"Also, block the news, let the disciples below keep their mouths shut about today's affairs, and directly abolish their cultivation once they find it."

After Xuanqing finished speaking, he walked away.

"Hey..."

"Second Elder... Look at this..."

"What do you see? The boss is angry and can't see it? However, Qingyun Academy is still demolished, as for the disciples below... Directly let them make an oath of demons and save some trouble..."

"Yes, I'll do it."

…

Hundreds of miles away from Xuantian Sect, the figures of Mu Feng and the others appeared.

"Boy, if there is nothing else, the old man will go back first."

Mu Feng hugged his fists and said, "Thank you Senior Wu..."

Wu Kun waved his hand, "Before leaving, let me remind you, listening to what that person said, he should have been a Yuanying Monk before, but he should have just been an ordinary disciple of the Corpse Puppet Sect." ”

Mu Feng was shocked when he heard this, "Yuanying Cultivators are just ordinary disciples? ”

Wu Kun's face became a little solemn, "You may not know, not only the Corpse Puppet Sect, all the Demon Cultivation Sects are extremely mysterious, and there are also puppets used in the Righteous Dao Sect, but most of them are puppets, but this Corpse Puppet Sect is good at directly refining corpses and even living monks into puppets, which is extremely ruthless, and as far as the old man knows, the Corpse Puppet Sect often provides suitable bodies for other monks who have no bodies, so compared to other Demon Sects, they are not so mysterious, but their power is extremely large, and they are all over every corner." ”

"The senior is trying to say..."

"The old man just wants to remind you that if you encounter the Corpse Puppet Sect or other demon cultivators in the future, you only have two choices, either don't provoke it, or directly wipe it out.

Mu Feng nodded slightly, and was about to clasp his fists and salute again, but Wu Kun rose directly into the air, and his voice was also far into Mu Feng's ears.

"By the way, after a while, the old man will send someone to Tianshuimen to give you a small gift..."

Just as Mu Feng was thinking about what the thin gift in his mouth meant, there was some movement behind him.

"Brother Mufeng... Are you okay? ”

Lin Yueyao looked at the door.

Seeing this, Mu Feng hurriedly stepped forward, "I'm fine, how are you recovering?" ”

"It's much better, it's just..."Lin Yueyao turned her head to look behind her.

At this moment, Elder Liu was lying on his chair and his breath was sluggish.

Mu Feng shook his head slightly after checking it for a while, "My cultivation is too low, I can't see why, but it should be that my spiritual power is exhausted, maybe I can recover after a while." ”

"There is a formation inside the door, and pranayama in the formation will get twice the result with half the effort."

"Okay, then let's go back to Tianshuimen first." Mu Feng stood up, "But wait for me for a while, I'll go and worship grandpa." ”

"Grandpa buried here?" Lin Yueyao was a little surprised when she heard this.

Mu Feng nodded slightly, with a little sadness in his eyes, "Yueyao, come with me?" ”

Lin Yueyao was stunned when she heard this, and then bowed slightly, "Hmm." ”

…

As he walked, Mu Feng was still looking around at everything here, everything he had been familiar with, but he had not returned for many years, the farmland was overgrown with weeds, and the saplings around him had grown into towering trees, it seemed to him that all this was no longer so familiar.

"Is this the path of immortals?" Mu Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Many monks often say that there is a difference between immortals and mortals, and in his opinion, there is not much difference except for Shouyuan, but now it seems that it is the length of Shouyuan that accurately reflects the difference between immortals and mortals.

The monks practice in retreat for several years or even tens or hundreds of years, but the short decades that the monks have their eyes closed and open are the lives of mortals.

"Arrived, in front of..."

Mu Feng didn't finish speaking, but he was stunned for a moment, and then quickened his pace.

"It's... What's going on..."

After a while, Lin Yueyao also followed, but because she hadn't fully recovered, she only ran a few steps and looked a little exhausted, "Brother Mufeng, what's wrong?" ”

Mu Feng's mind moved, a flying sword appeared in his hand, and after a slight hesitation, Mu Feng directly controlled the flying sword to dig up the soil in front of him.

After a while, a deep pit was dug up.

"Yueyao, where is the tomb here?"

"Tomb?" Lin Yueyao shook her head when she heard this, "I've also wandered around since I came here, but I haven't seen any tombs nearby, so I was a little puzzled when you said you wanted to worship grandpa." ”

It's no wonder that Lin Yueyao is puzzled, this mountain needs to walk for several hours from the village below the mountain, with Mu Feng's temperament, he must be buried with his own hands, but when Mu Feng's grandfather passed away, he was only twelve or thirteen years old, and he couldn't carry the body too far, so he should be buried nearby.

"Brother Mufeng, could it be that you have misremembered the place?"

"No way, I buried it with my own hands that day."

Mu Feng suddenly looked at one place, took a few steps forward and reached out to pick up something, "This is... The hoe I used to dig the earth..."

"But..."

Without waiting for Lin Yueyao to ask questions, Mu Feng threw the hoe aside and put his hands on Lin Yueyao's shoulders, "Yueyao, how long have you been here?" Who have you seen since you came? ”

"For more than two months, except for my master who often came to persuade me, I haven't seen anyone else, and no one else has come here under the vigilance of my divine sense."

Mu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, and he thought about it.

In his opinion, Lin Yueyao would definitely not lie to herself, but it is also a fact that her grandfather's body is missing now.

In the mortal world, if you are a high-ranking official or dignitary, there may be traces to follow, but who would dig up the grave of an ordinary person?

If you are not a mortal, you can only be a monk.

What was the use of Grandpa's body to the monks?

"Corpse puppet?!"

Mu Feng suddenly thought of the Corpse Puppet Sect in his mind, Qingyunzi was taken away by the monks of the Corpse Puppet Sect, and he also knew that his grandfather was a monk.

"But he shouldn't know where we live..."

Mu Feng shook his head slightly, in his impression, he knew that his grandfather was a monk, and he also knew where his family lived, only...

Thinking of this, Mu Feng looked at Lin Yueyao, "Yueyao, have you been writing to Uncle Lin recently?" ”

Lin Yueyao nodded and said, "Well, and I also went back once before coming here." ”

"What was mentioned? For example, someone asked Uncle Lin where I lived? ”

Lin Yueyao recalled, and shook her head after a moment, "No." After answering, she suddenly realized something, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Mufeng, are you suspicious..."

Mu Feng frowned, "Now there is only this possibility, Zhao Longke is still in the Lin Mansion?" ”

"It's still there, mentioning Zhao Long, Brother Mu Feng, I see that although Zhao Long is a foundation building monk, he doesn't seem to have any sense, what's going on?"

"Tsuki?" Mu Feng was stunned.

He clearly remembered that Zhao Long was still condensing the eleventh layer before, but now he actually built the foundation?

But now is not the time to care about this," That's it, I'll talk to you about Zhao Long's matter in detail in the future, as for the matter of Grandpa's body, I will ask Zhao Long and the people of Xuantian Sect in the future, and the top priority is to send you and Elder Liu back to recuperate." ”

As he spoke, Mu Feng waved his hand, countless dust flew, and the deep pit in front of him returned to its original state again.

Looking at the flat ground in front of him, Mu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

It was the same here before, but it was just a pothole, why would the person who stole Grandpa's body do this?