Mu Bufan came suddenly, and Mu Yuncheng was already thinking about it in his heart. And being able to hear the four very important words from his grandfather's mouth shows the seriousness of this matter.

The magnificent golden temple behind him was in ruins in a blink of an eye, and the wind came from the ruins and broken walls, full of gloom.

Mu Bufan's throat moved slightly, and his eyes were gloomy.

"Senior Brother......" he said goodbye, forcibly endured the emotions that were about to explode, and said tremblingly: "The three elders of the Sword Saint have sent invitations to all sects and factions, and this Sword Saint Conference will be held in Sanjiangpu, in addition to electing a new Sword Saint, it is also necessary to gather the strength of everyone to launch a counterattack against the demons." ”

What is the Juggernaut Conference held in Sanjiangpo?

"Master, he, have you abdicated?" He was already the descendant of the Sword Saint at this time, and he could no longer call Chu Qingxian a Chu senior. And I once heard the master say that when the contemporary Sword Saint abdicates, it is the day of the Sword Saint Conference.

Abdication......

Mu Bufan let out a long breath: "It's true to abdicate, but others have also returned to heaven." ”

"Return to the sky!" Mu Yuncheng was really shocked, he had only been separated from him for a few days, how could he suddenly die violently, there must be something strange in the middle!

"Who is it......" Mu Yuncheng asked with his fists clenched and trembling all over.

"Emperor Ming. He had already glimpsed Chu Qingxian sitting in the mountain pond from the mirror, and the person who forced him with poisonous tricks was Emperor Ming.

"Emperor Ming?" Mu Yuncheng knew that Chu Qingxian was a sword saint, and his cultivation was second to none when he looked at the Great Wilderness, even if the Demon Heavenly Son came in person, he couldn't help it.

"Emperor Ming alone can't help him, but ......" Mu Bufan waved down with one arm, and Ao Tianjun fell violently, but he heard a loud sound The sword body sank into the blue brick halfway, and it didn't move. He only hated that he couldn't accompany Chu Qingxian through this last moment.

"My brother couldn't bear to say it, but I knew that he was already terminally ill. ”

What? Mu Yuncheng noticed that Chu Qingxian was abnormal that day, but he never thought that the truth would be so cruel.

"He will teach you all the dragon sword techniques, and you should know his mind. This fourteen-style dragon sword can be described as the supreme mastery of outer swordsmanship. If he is not a descendant of the Chu family, how can he be willing to pass it on in person? This shows that he is really satisfied with you. It's a pity...... Alas!" The implication is obvious, if you can see the marriage between Mu Yuncheng and Chu Shuiyu, presumably Chu Qingxian can also smile at Jiuquan.

He knew that time was running out, and it happened that Emperor Ming was threatening him with Chu Shenzhi's soul, and he thought that he was already in a catastrophe, so he ...... "He didn't talk anymore, and suddenly felt that his life was over, and this feeling of loneliness and loneliness was born from his heart for the first time." He has been roaming the wilderness for decades, and for the first time, he feels that there is something more terrible than death, that is, life is loveless.

He never thought that the day Chu Qingxian left him, since he worshiped under his father's door, the two of them were close and good brothers. Even though the position of Sword Saint was next to the Chu family, he had never resented his junior brother.

When he was young, he was witty and humorous, but he was not as studious and taciturn as he was.

He is always smiling in white, and he is simple and unpretentious, cold as frost.

One hot and one cold, one moving and one static, just like the combination of yin and yang, restraining each other.

If it weren't for the Mu family......

He turned around and left suddenly, Mu Yuncheng was puzzled and was about to follow. saw Mu Bufan turn around abruptly and put a palm on Mu Yuncheng's shoulder. And stretched out two fingers under Mu Yuncheng's umbilicus.

Mu Yuncheng didn't dare to make a move against his grandfather, so he had to eat his trick. And at this moment, the inside of his dantian is like turning over the river and the sea, and the swollen internal force seems to be about to break through his body.

Everyone present was surprised, and at this time, Mo Yiyue and Chu Shuiyu rushed to support, and they were also surprised to see Mu Bufan's sudden attack on Mu Yuncheng.

Everyone saw this scene clearly, there was a six-colored sword shadow that was injected into Mu Yuncheng's body in a loop, his clothes were broken, his long hair was flying, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were like rain, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

"Okay!" Mu Bufan suddenly withdrew his hand, his eyes full of relief.

"Grandpa, you are. Mu Yuncheng only felt that his inner breath was rushing, and when he swung it, there was a supreme sword intent wandering back and forth around his body.

"The Tianxiao Six Swords are the strongest mastery of my Mu family, and they can't be controlled at all with the skills of Maple Scar and Zhilan. Your innate physique is different from ordinary people, and you have the "Yin and Yang Xuanmu Sutra" supplemented by cultivation. The sword moves have my junior brother's 14-style Longyou swordsmanship, and the mystery has the supreme sword trick of the Cangtian Taoist "Against the Sky", and now the sword intent has added my Mu family's peerless Tianxiao Six Swords. You are the first person in ancient and modern times to transform the inner and outer sword realms, I dare not say that there is no one to come, but it is definitely unprecedented. ”

I don't know if it's an illusion or what, Mu Yuncheng suddenly felt that the person in front of him who was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it had aged a lot.

"As the Marquis of the Dynasty Yunzhong, you keep the right and ward off the evil, punish the evil and promote the good, and save the people from fire and water. The title of the young master of the Mu family is really embarrassing for you. From today on, I should give you the name of the new head of the family, and I hope that you will not forget the ancestral teachings and lead the Mu family to regain its former glory. He said that he would untie the Mu family's heirloom jade plate and hand it over to Mu Yuncheng.

"Grandpa!" Mu Yuncheng looked at Mu Bufan in astonishment, but saw him shouting: "Take it!"

Mu Yuncheng slowly knelt down and took the jade plate of the head of the family with both hands.

"After my brother and sister left, I should travel all over the world and regain the time of my youth. Or laughing in the mountains and forests, or drunk in the streams, white sheep and yellow horses, accompanied by stars and moons......" He laughed heartily, and a strong wind suddenly rose on the flat ground, and the sword shadow flew and the wind was galloping. In the blink of an eye, there was no one in front of me.

......

Chu Shui had just heard Mu Bufan talk about Chu Qingxian, but he didn't know what he meant after leaving.

Mu Yuncheng knew that she could hide it for a while, and she couldn't hide it for a lifetime, so she told Chu Shui the truth, but she fainted on the spot after hearing it, and everyone tried their best to save her, so she woke up slowly.

The spirit in her eyes had already been dissipated, so she saw that she clenched Mu Yuncheng's hand, as if grasping a life-saving straw: "Mu Yuncheng, you are deceiving me, right! Now you will tell me the truth, if it is just a joke, I promise not to be angry." Otherwise, I don't want to see you again for the rest of my life. ”

Mu Yuncheng clenched her hand, and her eyes were already red: "I didn't lie to you, I just hope you can be strong." She gritted her teeth, groggy and fainted.

......

It was late at night, and everyone lit a bonfire in the forest and did not return to Sanmenxia.

"Grandpa is dead...... Grandpa ......" Chu Shuiyu sat alone under the tree, buried his head between his knees, and kept repeating the same words in his mouth. Her only relative is her grandfather, and now she has left her, and no one can escape this great suffering in a short time.

Looking at her appearance, Mu Yuncheng's heart was also broken at this time, he didn't know how to comfort Chu Shuiyu, maybe letting her cry enough was the best choice.

Mo Yiyue turned the bonfire with a wooden branch, his injuries had healed, and now what everyone was worried about was the Sword Saint Conference in Mu Yuncheng's mouth.