The white dragon didn't chase him, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Wuji opened his eyes, and said with a hint of tiredness in his eyes: "Let that guy run away, he has someone to answer." ”

Uncle Fat didn't feel strange at all about this result, if the Tianzi killer of Luo Wang was so easy to kill, they would have destroyed Luo Wang a long time ago

Whether it is the Eight Swords of the King of Yue or the Six Sword Slaves, one of the most significant characteristics of these Tianzi killers is the inheritance, these swords are still these swords after more than a thousand years, but the people who make the swords have changed one after another.

Of course, those who had used this sword before were not dead, and when they were needed, the owner of the sun would be replaced in an instant.

Speaking of which, it is fortunate that Zhang Wuji did not really cover ** to a desperate situation, if the sun is really at risk of breaking, then the previous generation of sun cover masters may be about to wake up, and Zhang Wuji will definitely be in danger at that time.

"It's okay, the fight with the net can't end overnight, you need to think about it in the long run!"

At this moment, the Mo family's Xuncheng disciples have arrived and are dealing with the riots that have occurred here.

Zhang Wuji glanced around, and in just this short period of time, both the injured and the dead had been properly dealt with, and the streets had become calm.

However, occasionally passers-by looked at Zhang Wuji's gaze, but showed a trace of fear.

After all, no matter what the reason, Zhang Wuji is one of the culprits who caused dozens of deaths and injuries here.

"Uncle Shi, as soon as this incident comes out, I guess there is no way to continue working in the ink kitchen. Zhang Wuji said helplessly.

"Hehe, you've been with me for seven years, and it's time to go back to Organ City. Although Uncle Fat was a little reluctant to leave, he still spoke at this moment.

"But I still don't have a clue about the sword intent of life!" Zhang Wuji was really embarrassed when he said this, he felt that he might not have a chance with these sword intents.

"Silly boy, the sword intent of life, you have already comprehended it!" Uncle Fat smiled towards Zhang Wuji.

In an instant, it was as if a layer of window paper had been punctured, and Zhang Wuji was shocked.

Memories come flooding back, it was when I helped make delicious dishes in the ink kitchen, it was when I saw the guests who had eaten their own dishes, they were full of praise, and I smiled knowingly.

That's when a kitchen knife dances out of sword qi.

"Yes, I have already unconsciously comprehended what the Sword Intent of Life is. ”

"Being created is a creation in which I have been immersed for a long time. ”

A special Dao rhyme appeared around Zhang Wuji, and there was a small grass on the originally solid floor around him that quietly broke through and slowly began to grow.

The fat Daoist looked at this scene with a relieved face, and couldn't help but think of the time when he comprehended the sword intent of life a long, long time ago.

"It's really far away!"

The fat Taoist couldn't help but sigh: "My cooking skills can be regarded as a learning of eight or nine, and the sword intent of life can be regarded as inherited, and it is time to close the retreat and impact the next realm." ”

The fat Taoist muttered to himself, raised his head and looked in the direction of the organ city, his eyes containing endless longing and yearning.

By the time Zhang Wuji came back to his senses from the mysterious state of comprehending the sword intent of life, the fat Taoist had already left.

Zhang Wuji returned to the ink kitchen, greeted the other disciples of the fat Daoren, and then packed his things and set off to return to the city.

As the fat Taoist said, after the attack and killing of the sun, his identity has been completely exposed, if he continues to stay here to attack and kill, it is estimated that it will happen, and everyone already knows the identity of the monk, and there is no point in continuing to stay here.

"Did you hear that?"

"Senior brother is coming back from the ink kitchen!"

In the organ city, the news that Zhang Wuji was going to return quickly spread among the Zhuji disciples, and everyone was full of anticipation and apprehension.

Naturally, what I am looking forward to is how strong the senior brother will be after seven years of accession to the WTO.

has been in the Mo family for more than ten years, Zhang Wuji is no longer the senior brother of the light pole who was rejected by many foundation building disciples when he first came, and he now has a large number of fans and sisters.

Especially six years ago, when Tianjizi's once-in-a-decade Qingyun list spread all over Nanzhan Prefecture, Zhang Wuji's name was impressively listed, and it ranked ninth.

Such a ranking, the Mo family has not won it for many years, and as a Mo family, everyone will naturally be honored to follow.

As for the apprehension, it is better to understand, they are all a little afraid of the so-called devil training presided over by the legendary elder brother.

Especially the disciples who have newly joined the Mo family in the past seven years, when they are taught by the old Zhuji disciples and tell about the unbearable past of the year, they are often in tears and in pain.

However, Zhang Wuji's three-year training was not without help, under his subtle influence, the combat effectiveness of the new generation of foundation building disciples of the Mo family was much higher than before, and there was less intrigue between each other.

Following in the footsteps of Senior Brother has become the only goal in the hearts of all Foundation Building disciples.

Zhang Wuji's mind is no longer on these foundation-building disciples.

His mission has been basically completed, and after he killed a few foreign undercover agents such as the Great River Road people, the atmosphere among the Zhuji disciples has been pulled back a lot by him.

He no longer needs to ask for orders to urge them to cultivate every day, the only thing Zhang Wuji has to do now is to be his outer sect senior brother and set an example for these junior brothers and sisters who are backward.

As soon as he returned to the Organ City, he went to see his master Xuanyi, but Xuanyi had been in retreat for six years, and Zhang Wuji hadn't seen him.

This made him a little disappointed, he now comprehended the sword intent of life, and his cultivation had also reached the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, he faintly had an intuition, if he could comprehend the sword intent of death that Xuanyi taught him, he would be able to break through to the late stage of foundation building.

However, without Xuanyi's guidance, Zhang Wuji also decided to continue the retreat.

After all, he still has the small sword that Xuanyi handed over to him, and Xuanyi said that he should first comprehend the sword intent of life, and then come to comprehend the small sword.

Zhang Wuji has been very obedient in the past few years and has not comprehended the sword intent, but now Zhang Wuji feels that it is time to comprehend.

He went to the inner city of the city to meet Xiao Zhao, and seven days later officially began his retreat.

This retreat lasted another thirteen years.

Thirteen years of retreat, which Zhang Wuji would never have dared to think of before.

Like this kind of prison-like retreat cultivation perception, he felt that even if he died, it would not be like this, but as his cultivation became more advanced, Zhang Wuji's ass also calmed down.

Thirteen years didn't make him feel how difficult it was, and even when he comprehended the sword intent of death, and his cultivation was in the late stage of advanced foundation building, he was still a little unsatisfied.

It's like sleeping and having a good dream, and I don't want to wake up.