Maybe this incident has something to do with those people forcing their mother to death. ’

Now that the realm has risen to another level, maybe the black bag left to me by my mother, I should step up my schedule to crack it. ’

Mu Chen can only guess like this, and he has his own judgment in his heart.

Turning around and opening the window, letting the dullness be blown away by the wind, he saw Li Guanglao who didn't even dare to breathe, and scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Senior Li, I was really embarrassed just now, I was rude. ”

"I also want to ask you, why am I being sent here, is it what Yu Gongzi meant?"

"Ah, yes, yes!"

"This is indeed what Senior Brother Yu meant, but the people who sent you and Nanxun Gongzi back were Youqian Gongzi of Qizong and Zhang Gongzi of Guizong, what happened at that time, you still have to ask them. ”

"After Senior Brother Yu and Zhang Gongzi sent you over, they went to investigate the matter of the Demon Sect, but Gongzi Youqian said that he would wait until you woke up to meet them, but he went out in the morning and will be back soon. ”

"He'd be glad he knew you'd wake up!"

Facing Mu Chen, who returned to normal, Li Guanglao breathed a sigh of relief.

He was just a monk who had not broken through the realm of refining qi and transforming gods over sixty years old, although he was born in the Phantom Sword Alliance, he should have been arrogant, but he had no intention of swordsmanship, but was more interested in refining pills and medical skills.

Therefore, he was not favored in the sect, so he wanted to be quiet and comfortable, and took the initiative to apply to come to the stronghold management on the border of the Phantom Sword Alliance's territory.

Originally, Li Guanglao thought that he could be leisurely all the time, but five days ago, Yu Sinian, a closed disciple of the leader of the alliance, suddenly came to visit with a person on his back, and he also brought several monks from other sects, and he realized that troubles were everywhere.

"Then where are my senior brother and Yu Gongzi now, have they found the hiding place of the demon sect villains?"

"How is Senior Brother Nanxun doing now?"

Mu Chen asked again, he slept for five days, thinking that there should be a lot of progress over there.

"Young Master Mu, please rest assured, our Phantom Sword Alliance has already sent out more than a dozen disciples to support Si Nian and Wei Mingongzi, I believe that it won't take long to wipe out that group of demon sect demons. ”

"Xuan Qingzi's predecessors, we have also passed the news to the past, you can cultivate here with peace of mind, and wait for the good news of Wei Min Gongzi. ”

"As for Nanxun Gongzi, he was even more seriously injured, and he was taken back by the seniors in the sect to heal two days ago. ”

Li Guanglao saw that Mu Chen was a little worried, and knew that he was worried about the safety of those two, after all, this time, the monks of the seventy-two sects were killed and seriously injured before killing four demon sect villains.

This is undoubtedly a slap in the face of everyone.

Therefore, after the Phantom Sword Alliance got the news, it immediately sent groups of monks to support, and the nearby sects also actively responded to the call of the Phantom Sword Alliance to send elites to form a crusade team with the Phantom Sword Alliance to kill the demons of the Demon Sect and destroy the old nest of the Demon Sect!

At this moment, knowing the news that Senior Brother Wei Min was still tracking down the Demon Sect, Mu Chen couldn't wait to help now, but with so many monks from the Phantom Sword Alliance, it seemed that it was not his turn to be a junior.

He was self-aware, because the injury on his left shoulder had not yet healed, but he didn't want to stay in the room anymore, so he pushed open the door.

"Senior Li, I went out and walked around, and I was a little depressed in the house. ”

"Mu Gongzi, please. ”

The cool breeze swept in, and the bright sunlight outside the door shone in all of a sudden, making Mu Chen squint his eyes and see the scenery outside the house clearly.

In order to avoid the intrusion of ordinary people, the foothold of the Phantom Sword Alliance was built on the top of the mountain.

The mountain breeze is cold, bringing a trace of coolness, and the warm light shines on the body, bringing a touch of warmth.

Lifting his feet and stepping out of the door, he stepped on the smooth green brick pavement, and he saw a vast courtyard, there were a few laurel trees, and the grass and trees were neatly planted beside the green brick road, and there were a few bright yellow chrysanthemums in the middle.

The autumn wind blew, the chrysanthemums bloomed pleasantly, and he continued to walk outside, and heard that there seemed to be someone practicing swords outside the courtyard.

After lying on the bed for a few days, Mu Chen felt tense all over, as if he heard the sound of a sword dance, unconsciously quickened his pace, and pushed open the courtyard gate.

The door creaked open, and the view suddenly widened.

The mountains are on the side, and a few hundred steps outward, there are several white-clothed young men wearing silver wire trim who are practicing swords on the edge of the cliff, and they should all be outer disciples of the Phantom Sword Alliance.

Only inner disciples like Yu Sinian can wear clothes with gold trim.

The autumn wind swept by, rolling up the yellow leaves in the sky.

Mu Chen stood beside the woods near the wasteland at the top of the cliff, his eyes were attracted by a young man in white, only to see him draw his sword with his backhand, his eyes were sharp, and his dignified face glowed with a dazzling brilliance.

The iron sword came out of its sheath, and he swung it out against the wind, and a black cold light went straight to the center of an ancient acacia in front of him.

Before the sword arrived, the deep cold sword qi had already pierced the west wind, and he slipped his steps, and he actually took seven steps back, but the yellow leaves on the ground fluttered like snow.

"Good swordsmanship!"

When Mu Chen saw this sword style, he couldn't help but praise from the bottom of his heart, but as soon as his praise came out, the outer disciples of the Phantom Sword Alliance swept their eyes towards Mu Chen, with scrutiny and disdain in their eyes.

"Who are you?"

"Where did you come from, stinky boy, you dare to peek at us practicing swords, you don't want to live?"

"Say, did you climb up from the bottom of the mountain, in order to peek at us practicing swords, stealing from the master to learn the arts......"

Several disciples of the Illusory Sword Alliance chattered and discussed, and it seemed that they didn't know about Mu Chen, because the so-called outer disciples were disciples with average talent and understanding recruited by the sect in order to expand their strength.

Usually, the cultivation speed of such disciples will be more than ten times slower than that of inner disciples.

For example, the group in front of Mu Chen is still in the foundation building realm, so he doesn't know that Mu Chen is two realms higher than them, and he is not an idle person at all.

In the Phantom Sword Alliance, only after breaking through the foundation building and entering the realm of refining and refining qi, the outer disciples can enter the inner gate, so they don't know anything about the many things that happened in the sect.

However, although their Taoism is shallow, in terms of swordsmanship alone, there are a few outer disciples who are not too bad.

This is also because the Phantom Sword Alliance entered the Dao with a sword, if its own foundation is average, and it doesn't even have the talent to make a sword, even an outer disciple can't be a disciple.

"Fellow Daoists misunderstood, I'm not ......"

"Who is your fellow Daoist, leave the mountain quickly, don't hinder our sword practice!"

"It's just, don't be close, we don't know you well!"

"Let's go, let's not beat you again!"

These outer disciples coaxed Mu Chen to the direction of the mountain like a fly, Mu Chen frowned slightly, and was about to take out the immortal weapon from the Qiankun bag, but found that the Qiankun bag was not on his waist.

'I'm afraid that when I just put away the Qingfeng Sword, it fell into the house. ’

Mu Chen wasn't worried that the people of the Phantom Sword Alliance would steal their Qiankun bag, after all, they couldn't open the bag and couldn't see what was inside.

It's just that at the moment, this group of outer door monks is making a lot of noise, and I'm afraid they won't let him go back to the room to get the Qiankun bag.