After Yan Bo left, Xiao Tianmiao suddenly stepped forward and bowed down and clenched his fists, "Your Majesty the Fire Emperor, Xiao Tianmiao of the Heavenly Sound Kingdom has retired." ”

"Lin Feng of the Pure Water Country is leaving!" Lin Feng, whose face was as white as jade, also said that he was leaving.

Xin Mu looked at the two of them, completely confused, couldn't it be that the two of them were not from the Fire Cloud Country?

"Huh?" Fire Emperor Lei Zhentian's face sank, Xiao Tianmiao and Lin Feng, he had long seen that they were not from the Huoyun Kingdom, but he didn't expect that they were the characters of these two big countries, and they would definitely not be able to keep them, so let's leave a favor, "Okay! I have long seen that you are not the heroes of the Huoyun Kingdom." Lei Huo, five hundred taels of gold per person, to two little brothers. ”

"Thank you Fire Emperor!" Xiao Tianmiao thanked the Fire Emperor and walked in front of Xin Mu, "Brother Mu, you have time to look for me in the Heavenly Sounds Kingdom." ”

Lin Feng said without looking back, "See you again in the Kyushu War!"

"The Kyushu War?" Xin Mu looked at the backs of Xiao Tianmiao and Lin Feng leaving, and wondered when Lu Dao would be able to see them again, Lin Feng said that the Kyushu War, he had never heard of it, what kind of war would it be?

"Brother Mu, the Kyushu War is a large-scale selection competition organized by the Immortal Sect, and anyone who has reached the late stage of the Tianxuan Realm and above can participate. Lei Xiang patted Xin Mu on the shoulder.

The large-scale selection competition prevented by the Immortal Sect, so that those who pass the selection can enter the Immortal Sect, Xin Mu heard the word Immortal Faction, and immediately became sensitive, because he remembered one person, that is, Xiao Poor. Xin Mu immediately asked, "Your Highness, when and where will the Kyushu War be held?"

Lei Xiang looked at Xin Mu's anxious appearance, and wanted to laugh a little, "Brother Mu, you don't want to participate in the Kyushu War, right?" Lei Xiang paused and said: "That's right, you have already entered the Tianxuan Realm now, and reaching the late stage of the Tianxuan Realm is just around the corner!" "When will the Kyushu War be held? Where will it be held? I don't know, because I never thought that I would be able to participate in the Kyushu War in this life! ”

After Lei Xiang finished speaking, he looked at his father Lei Zhentian.

Lei Zhentian smiled, "Hmm." The Kyushu War is that there are seven major cultivation sects, which are what we call the immortal sect, and the selection competition they jointly organize is held every twenty years, and the location seems to be the primordial continent, and I don't know the specifics, because I haven't been there either. It is said that participating in the Kyushu War is a life of death, and many people have never returned, so it is not completely certain, no one will easily participate! No one has participated in the Fire Cloud Country for more than a hundred consecutive years, and that portal may no longer be usable!"

"Portal?" Xin Mu didn't take the danger of participating in the Kyushu War, in order to find the little poor, he only cared about how to go.

"Well, every country has a portal that transports people to the primordial continent. I don't know who it is and when it was set. ”

Xin Mu was relieved when he heard this, every country has a portal, so Yun Qingguo must also have it, so he is not afraid that he will not be able to find the portal when he goes back, "Father, where are portals generally set up?"

"Ha Luha! Xin Mu, you don't really want to participate in the Kyushu War, do you!" Lei Zhentian looked at this newly adopted righteous son, and he had an indescribable liking in his heart.

"Yes! I have to go. Xin Mu replied categorically, this was his promise, he would find Xiaoqiu, and then marry her.

Lei Zhentian looked at Xin Mu's serious appearance, quite heroic, and smiled again, "Portals are generally set in very secret places, and only the king of a country can know the way. ”

Xin Mu nodded, as long as he knew who knew the location of the portal of the Dao, he was not afraid that he would not find it. Then, he asked for a pen and paper, and with a clear memory, he wrote down the nine swords of "Tianhuo Nine Swords" word for word.

Lei Zhentian picked up the knife recipe written by Xin Mu, and looked at it, the lion's eyebrows changed from stretching to condensing, and then to stretching, constantly changing, his hands trembled slightly, and after about a stick of incense, he suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly.

Xin Mu and Lei Xiang glanced at each other, unclear.

"Okay! great!" Lei Zhentian obviously shook his head, but his mouth said yes, "No wonder! No wonder I can't figure out the next three moves." I didn't expect it! Xiang'er, the Nine Swords of Heavenly Fire that we have learned for decades turned out to be a fake, look at the essence of the knife technique written by Xin Mu!"

Lei Xiang took the piece of paper with the knife recipe written on it, "It's really different! There is a certain difference from the third move, and the difference gets bigger and bigger the further you go." The sword technique written by Brother Xin Mu is too miraculous!"

"This is the Nine Swords of Heavenly Fire!" Lei Zhentian walked up to Xin Mu, "Mu'er, you are the benefactor of the Fire Cloud Country, you say, what do you want?"

At this moment, if Xin Mu said that he wanted 10,000 acres of land, 10,000 taels of gold, and 10,000 beauties, it is estimated that Lei Zhentian would not hesitate to take it out.

Xin Mu shook his head, he just wanted to go back at this moment, there were still people he cared about, and there were things he hadn't finished.

Walking out of the Tianhuo Hall, there were few fire clouds above his head, and the blue sky was full of white clouds. Xin Mu couldn't help but think of the sky of Yunqing Country, and thought of his father with scars on his face, it was time to go back!

Time flies, and the years go by. When I left, I thought about going back immediately, but when I took the first step to leave, I didn't have the final say. Fate, chances, intrigues, mentors and friends, everything pushes or shackles one's footsteps. And all of this is not a dream, it is all real, and it is inescapable.

Now, I'm going back, a little reluctant to leave, but I miss my hometown very much, I don't know if everything in my hometown has changed, the mountain, the river, the person.

Xin Mu looked at the sky from a distance, looked around, looked in the direction of the stone house, the place where Master Yanbo lived, and inexplicably felt that something was going to happen, so he sped up under his feet and swept away.

With the cultivation of the early stage of the Tianxuan Realm and the Six Seal Talisman Master, his body was as light as a swallow, and he ran quickly, without any effort at all, and in a blink of an eye, he had already come to a place not far from the stone house.

I saw that the sky was dark, the sky was covered with residual clouds, thin smoke and dust rose, the big trees fell horizontally and vertically in the smoke, and three or four stone houses collapsed, and a piece of ruins and broken walls, as if it had experienced a serious earthquake.

Not good, Xin Mu's heart trembled, how could he suddenly become like this, what kind of force is this? This is not something that can be done by man.

"Old man, master!" Xin Mu shouted and rushed over.

The ground was full of leaves, gravel, a mess in the courtyard, a few deep ravines, and the soil turned out was new, like a new plough.

An old man with a pale face stood motionless at one end of the ravine, with only half of the cyan cane in his hand. It's Yanbo.

Opposite him stood a purple-robed man with a long face and an eagle nose, a heavy sword one man high in his hand, a blue face and a white blade, flowing with a cold light.

The sword was so cold, so dark, so ruthless, as if it wanted to kill everything in sight.

"Why do you want to kill them all!" Although Yan Bo's face was pale, his voice was sonorous and powerful.

"You know so much!" the purple-robed man's voice was as cold as his sword.

Yan Bo shook his head, "I really regret it! Twenty years ago, I was in the same stream with you and killed more than 300 people!"

"Regret is only a punishment for the weak!"

Xin Mu heard their conversation, but couldn't understand what they were saying, he walked to Yan Bo's side and looked at the purple-robed man opposite, "Master, who is he?"

Yanbo's old hand was raised, signaling Xin Mu not to speak, "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself." Even if the Southern Wilderness Gate can't find the murderer, you won't be afraid of being known by the Immortal Sect!"

"I'm afraid, so I'm going to kill you!"

"It seems that you have already practiced the Soul Shattering Curse!"

The three words of Nanhuangmen, Immortal Sect, and Soul Shattering Spell seem to have appeared at the same time, Xin Mu thought desperately, fortunately, the memory of the Six Seal Talisman Master was countless times stronger than before, and soon, he remembered that these three words had appeared at the same time in the story of his father Xin Tie, the mystery of eighteen years ago. Could it be that these two people have something to do with the mystery of eighteen years ago?

"Ha Lu Ha!" The purple-robed man laughed wildly, the heavy sword was slowly raised, pointing at the Yan wave, and the powerful cyan yuan force was frantically wrapped around the sword body, as if there were countless wild snakes dancing wildly, ready to come out.

The clouds in the sky were darker, and the air around them hissed, and the powerful pressure overwhelmed everything around them, crackling and crackling. The smell of death permeated the entire courtyard.

Even Xin Mu, who had already reached the Heavenly Xuan Realm, was a little afraid, there was still such a master in the Fire Cloud Country, who was this mysterious purple-robed man? Xin Mu attached to Yan Bo's ear and asked, "Master, who is he?"