"The cultivation speed of the Heavenly Spirit Root is two to three times that of the ordinary Spirit Root, and there is no bottleneck in the formation of the Dan. The seven factions will only rush to accept me, and I will pick them, not them and me. Zhao Mu put the empty wine jar by his side casually and said calmly.

"Senior brother, where will I look for you after that?" Han Li was not pretentious, he put away the Immortal Ascension Order and put it away close to him in order to avoid losing it.

"After you take care of the things at hand, find an opportunity to worship the Yellow Maple Valley, if I have something, I will definitely go to the Yellow Maple Valley to find you." Zhao Mu took the altar wine again and drank it by himself, as if he was the only one in this cave.

The snow outside the house was getting heavier and heavier, and Han Li solemnly saluted Zhao Mu, and together with Qu Soul, he braved the heavy snow and walked towards the Valley of the Divine Hand.

The light of the bonfire reflected Zhao Mu's figure on the wall of the cave, and the shadow was lonely and lonely.

The snow that had fallen overnight had accumulated together, as if it had covered the earth with a thick white cotton coat.

Early in the morning, Deputy Master Ma lowered his head and respectfully waited for the person in front of him to speak.

"Give you a few things, explain a few words, and today, I'll leave." Zhao Mu's tone seemed to be a little sad.

Of course, Deputy Master Ma knew that this sadness was not because of himself, but when he learned that Zhao Mu was about to leave, his face was a little flustered. After he leaves, I am afraid that the Seven Xuanmen will no longer be calm, but will set off a bloody storm for the master of the gate.

"The tombs of my master and Uncle Zhong, you remember that people often cleaned up the weeds around them. Don't forget to continue to maintain the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain, the Seven Xuanmen is in one day, and it is in one day. ”

When the master of the horse gate didn't hear other voices for a long time, and the room didn't know why it became extremely hot, so that in this cold winter, fine beads of sweat appeared on his face, and when he slowly raised his head, he found that Zhao Mu had already disappeared.

A fire phoenix hovered in the room, exuding high temperatures all over its body, as if it had only discovered that there were other creatures in this room at the moment when the master of the horse gate looked up, and rushed over curiously. The speed was so fast that the master of the Ma Gate, who had already opened up six of the eight veins of the Qi Sutra with the resources of the Seven Xuanmen, couldn't react at all, and could only watch the fire phoenix attack like his own face.

"I'm dying!" The master of the horse gate sighed, closed his eyes, and gave up the struggle.

The fire phoenix suddenly stopped in front of him, only to make his hair exude a strange smell because of the high temperature.

"Chirp..."The fire phoenix, who stayed for a while, looked at the person in front of him curiously with anthropomorphic eyes, and then let out a reluctant and crisp cry because he was unwilling to dissipate.

After a long time, the owner of the horse gate who found that the surrounding temperature had returned to normal, hurriedly touched his face with his hand in a panic, as if to check whether he was injured.

After confirming that he was okay, he fell to the ground with his buttocks, frightened, and muttered to himself: "Immortal..."

A month later, with the peerless exercises and elixirs left by Zhao Mu, the master of the Ma Sect stepped into the ranks of the innate and completely subdued those who were ready to move and coveted the position of the master of the sect.

As the master of the horse gate continued to study and practice the exercises, the martial arts of Jingzhou began to spread the myth of the Seven Xuanmen, thinking of the immortal who came from the Seven Xuanmen. has been in the martial arts of Jingzhou for many years, and the master of the Ma Gate, who is approaching the limit, has set family rules for the Ma family.

"I. Every day, the Ma family has to raise a clan to worship the two mysterious tombs in the Luoxia Mountain Range every day, and they often send people to clean them on weekdays. ”

"II. One of the assessment criteria for the head of the Ma family is that he must have served as the director of the orphanage at the foot of Qixuanmen Mountain. ”

"III. The patriarch of the Ma family must restrain his clansmen from taking a step out of Jingzhou by virtue of family exercises and firearms. ”

"IV. The current patriarch violates the appeal for three days, and everyone can take his place. ”

Although the descendants of the Ma family did not understand the intentions of the first patriarch, under the constraints of Article 4, the successive patriarchs were very concerned about the two mysterious cemeteries and the orphanage under the mountain.

The orphanage has grown stronger and stronger because it adopts a certain number of orphans who live in loneliness every year. At the same time, the original Dean Zhao stipulated that the orphanage could only be under the care of the overlord of Wen and Jingzhou, Qixuanmen, and the orphanage emerged many capable ministers in the later years, and gradually became a holy place for scholars in the Yue Kingdom.

With this fame and the help of the ministers who had grown into pillars from an orphanage, the Seven Genmen who had imprisoned themselves in one place had been passed down far and wide.

As for the Ma family, which relied on the mysterious family exercises and controlled the Seven Xuanmen, it has continued...

There is still goose feather snow in the sky, and people who don't know martial arts can only walk outside, one foot deep and one foot shallow, leaving one footprint after another that can not reach the knees of adults in the thick snow. Outside, the north wind was howling, and the cold wind blew on people's faces like a knife.

It stands to reason that everyone should choose to go out in this kind of weather, and the same is naturally true for the people of the Seven Xuanmen.

Zhao Mansion, the figure flickered, and a person appeared suddenly, as if he had been staying in that place.

For a long time, the man slowly walked through all corners of the Zhao Mansion, as if reminiscing about the past among the ruins. When he finished walking to the last place, the man in white took a deep look at the Zhao Mansion that had become a ruin, and resolutely left the place where he had stayed for ten years.

Somewhere Feng Shui treasure.

Two lonely graves lay quietly on the ground, and the table in front of the tomb for the offerings had been cleaned.

There is an incense burner on each desk in front of the two graves, and the incense inserted in the incense burner is stubbornly emitting light smoke in this cold environment.

This man in white, with a slender figure, about nine feet, and a hint of youthful childishness on his face, was the sixteen-year-old Zhao Mu, who was about to leave the Qixuanmen, and specially came to the master and Uncle Zhong to say goodbye to them.

Zhao Mu was drenched in snow and drank wine, in this empty and silent white world, his back looked lonely and lonely.

Zhao Mu drank one jar after another of bamboo leaf greens, from evening until dawn, until the heavy snow stopped, then he used the storage bag to put away the empty wine jar on the ground and walked into the distance.

Out of Luoxia Mountain, Zhao Mu still stopped, and after using his eyes to engrave the location of the master and Uncle Zhong and the Zhao Mansion in his heart, he turned around, his face suddenly showed a determined look, and then strode in that direction.

Zhao Mu knew that the world of cultivating immortals was extremely cruel, even if he had talents that ordinary people envied such as the Heavenly Spirit Root, but if he made a mistake, he was afraid that it would only be a pile of dry bones on the path of cultivating immortals.

He knew very well that ever since he met Han Li at the Bone Refining Cliff that day, he had the ambition to see the end of the Immortal Road, so that he could live up to this opportunity to live a lifetime.

Master, Uncle Zhong, let us explore the Longtan Tiger's Den in this immortal cultivation world.

Wait for me, see you soon!