Zhu Chiling knew that Bai Mu could never be a descendant of the Bai family who betrayed the spiritual vein, because Bai Mu was obviously a demon cultivator!

But she couldn't argue with this: if the demon cultivator wants to cultivate to build a foundation, nine times out of ten he has taken a crooked path that violates the harmony of heaven and earth, which may make Bai Mu's situation even more dangerous.

Zhu Zhengwen looked at the depressed Zhu Chiling and said, "I have already sent your brother to Jiangcheng, if he is innocent, he will naturally not worry about his life...... But until the matter is cleared, I don't want you to have any more contact with him!"

"From today until this incident subsides, you will give me access to the spiritual vein retreat and cultivation. This is for the innocence of the Zhu family, and it is also for your good. ”

Zhu Chiling was removed from the communication equipment as if he had lost his soul, and was confined under the supervision of the two clan uncles.

After the prominent Zhu family got the news, a similar red light spread from the unknowable land into the various cultivation families, this seemingly easy but particularly rewarding task made the eyes of many spirit vein cultivators shine, and the wind and clouds surged towards the Jiang City where Bai Mu was located.

And at this moment, Bai Mu, who had faintly become the target of everyone, was still lying in the last row of the third and second classes of Jiangcheng No. 1 High School, napping between classes.

Of course Bai Mu is not stupid, Fan Zhong, who came to investigate him, disappeared unclearly, and it is definitely impossible for him and the Feng family to have a result in a moment.

Bai Mu, who could only see the tip of the iceberg of the immortal cultivation realm in the world, was only strong enough to have the ability to negotiate terms with these deep-rooted clans.

"It's really annoying, I just want to quietly meditate and fall in love, why do I always cause trouble on my body?" But at least the revenge of the mysterious organization called "Eclipse" can come to an end, Bai Mu comforted himself.

Two days passed in a flash, and the wound on Bai Mu's hand gradually healed, and he began to try to use the knife on a pair of oriental sabers he got from Fan Zhong's hand.

This pair of oriental sabers has a thin blade and a wide back, a heavy blade, and a slightly curved handle, presumably in order not to get out of the hand in the process of carrying the knife.

Bai Mu, who had never used a knife, even struggled to make a decent chop, his body was already much stronger than ordinary people, but just carrying two knives, he felt his wrists sore, and it was hard to imagine how the strong man Fan Zhong made the two sabers fly up and down.

"I didn't expect that there would be a refiner in the lower realm!" The shallow voice of the little fairy suddenly sounded in Bai Mu's mind, Bai Mu was stunned when he heard it, and said, "Isn't the refiner just melting and exercising, why can't there be one in the lower realm?"

The little fairy laughed: "What about the kind of ghost wit when you bullied me? Of course, the refiner I am talking about is not an ordinary sword-casting sword-striking iron, you inject spiritual energy into the blade and try it!"

In the dark grove, two oriental sabers slowly lit up, Bai Mu looked at his left and right hands in a daze, feeling like he had grabbed two glow sticks: "So can it be used to call?"

Joking aside, Bai Mu was pleasantly surprised to feel that the weight of the two knives had been reduced a lot, and he was even more handy in an instant. The word "Feng" appeared on the body of the knife that lit up, and Bai Mu squinted his eyes and remembered this scene in his heart.

Bai Mu, who had been practicing the sword gang for three whole days, after overcoming the weight of the double knives, could easily throw out two sword gangs with his saber, and where the sword gang dissipated, the trees shook gently.

Although some wanted to test the power of the sword, Bai Mu didn't want to be charged with destroying trees.

After another night of hard cultivation, Bai Muzhi practiced until his aura was empty, and then he sat down cross-legged and slowly breathed in the wind in the early morning.

At breakfast, Xia Tao's father chattered, "It is said that our family is haunted!"

Bai Mu, who was immersed in eating, raised his cat face, which was getting rounder day by day, and looked at the dining table.

Xia Tao's father took out his mobile phone: "Look at the video taken by Lao Liu Tou downstairs last night......" Xia Tao held a bun in his mouth, took the phone and was about to look at it, when his knees suddenly sank, and a round cat head squeezed from under the table.

In the video, there is a familiar grove, two faint cold lights looming, and occasionally the trees shake gently, with Lao Liu's asthma, it really feels like a horror movie......

Xia Tao returned the phone to her father: "How do you know it's haunted, maybe it's a little girl chasing stars to practice calling?"

The white cat in her arms nodded knowingly.

Bai Mu thought to himself: It's time to go farther away and practice knives, if it goes on like this, it will become a new urban legend......

After school that day, Bai Mu still walked into the community next to the school, and changed back into a cat body in a remote corner. He always felt that something was wrong, as if he had been followed for a long time, and he jumped on the wall and collected his anger deeply.

Not long after, a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses walked in and looked around, turned around with a frown, and before Bai Mu could breathe a sigh of relief, another young man with sunglasses came in, looking at the empty corner and exclaiming......

Bai Mu, who was sitting on the wall, was shocked! He squatted here for nearly twenty minutes, and seven or eight people came in to inspect the front and back, and some people even banged around the wall, looking unwilling.

Bai Mu was confused: Did he smash the monk's lair? Why did so many people pay attention to him?

He jumped down from the wall, sat on the other side and quietly contacted Zhu Chiling, but no one answered the phone twice, and Bai Mu began to panic. He gritted his teeth: "Trouble comes so quickly!

Bai Mu easily found the golden-wired glasses man who was the first to enter the corner, his strength was close to the middle stage of foundation building, but he was obviously the person with the lowest cultivation among all the stalkers.

Bai Mu asked Qianqian in his mind: "Is there any spell I can use to let me know his purpose?" ”

Five minutes later, Bai Mu looked at the gold-wire glasses that had been tied up with five flowers, and gently threw away the brick in his hand: "Shallow is right, the most simple is the most reliable." ”

Bai Mu, who didn't understand why the "remnants of the Bai family" was worth making a big fuss, was a little incredulous when he heard the reward for capture: "An elixir that can increase the possibility of transcending the foundation building realm, and an aura that is enough to use for a year!"

Bai Mu sighed softly: "Don't say that you are all eager to tie yourself up." ”

Bai Mu could feel that someone was pushing all this behind his back, and it was Fan Zhong's disappearance that gave the other party a chance to take advantage of it, and put a big hat on himself, so that the so-called spiritual vein organization would hold the principle of "I'd rather kill by mistake than let go", and come up with such a generous reward for himself who was only in the early stage of foundation building.

The gold-wire glasses with a blue nose and swollen face scolded her mother in her heart: "How does this look like a descendant of the Bai family? Even the Bai family, who betrayed the spiritual vein, is not very good at doing such a cheap thing, right? How did the immortal cultivator repair to the bricks!"

Bai Mu suddenly provoked the chin of the indignant middle-aged man, and looked left and right at his face, causing the man to get goosebumps. The young man in front of him smiled brightly, but in his eyes he was even more terrible than the devil, and the devil held the bricks high.

Moments later, the man collapsed in a corner, completely unconscious, with only a pair of underpants left in his body.

Another "gold-threaded glasses" came out of the corner and sighed softly: "I used to think that the unique secret technique of "Transformation Chapter" 'Thousand Faces' was a bit chicken, but now it seems that immortal art is immortal art, and it is simply a must-have for home travel and killing!"

The "gold-wire glasses" shone again and again at the reflective glass window, and exclaimed: "Ye is really a well-dressed beast!"