Leaving Shannan Road and heading northwest, the scenery changes poetically from autumn leaves to yellow bamboo forests.

The sun shines on the deep blue sky, hiding behind the clouds, bringing more autumn and coolness.

Mu Chen and Zhang Weimin have already flown into the boundary of the Bamboo Sword Hall, the wind blows from the bamboo forest, bringing a familiar taste, although there is less golden joy, but the bamboo leaves have fallen, like waiting for the snow in the cold winter, it is still a beautiful picture.

Flying over Yucheng County, after another day and night, the two finally returned to the sect that they had been separated for a long time.

Passing through the barrier, the Bamboo Sword Hall was still as quiet as ever, but when Mu Chen walked into the courtyard, a strong wind suddenly howled in his ears.

Accompanied by the terrifying spiritual pressure, a mysterious light struck from his side, rolling up the bamboo leaves in the sky.

Bang ——!

I only heard a loud bang exploding in my ears, and Mu Chen could draw his sword to block it, but he still felt the spiritual pressure like a huge wave rushing towards his face, and the cold was piercing.

The surging wind swept through the bamboo forest, blowing from the south to the back mountain, Mu Chen gritted his teeth, the sweat on his forehead was dried by the wind, and the joints of his legs were trembling, and he couldn't lift the two-finger-wide spiritual qi sword.

He even raised his sword with both hands, but under the heavy pressure, he was still deeply pressed down by a sword, and his knees squatted lower and lower.

Zhang Weimin on the side was also attacked, but his state seemed to be a little better than Mu Chen, of course, only a little better.

In the face of the monks of the great realm of refining the gods and returning the void, the refining qi and transforming the gods had no power to fight back.

"Uncle Shi's subordinates are merciful!"

Zhang Weimin hurriedly shouted, it was not the first time he had been educated by Xuan Qingzi, so he naturally knew that this was the sect master's power, and he was angry that they would come after so long.

Mu Chen's muscles beside him trembled violently, but a momentum of refusal to admit defeat emerged from his heart.

From his birth until now, he has never experienced such a strength crushing, and as far as the eye can see, a familiar figure stands at the end of the bamboo, but he has increased the spiritual pressure!

He wanted to see how far he could go.

Xuan Qingzi didn't know what Mu Chen was thinking, he fell from the bamboo end with a cold face, and he didn't put away the two sword rays.

Even if a monk in the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void realm does not sacrifice the immortal sword, he can directly turn the aura in his body into an entity, of course, in terms of power, he still has to cooperate with the immortal weapon to exert it to the extreme.

Xuan Qingzi fell in front of Mu Chen and Zhang Weimin, indiscriminately, and opened his mouth to scold.

"Stinky boy, you even know to come back!"

"I thought you two couldn't look down on the poor life of our Shuzhong Bamboo Sword Hall, and joined the Phantom Sword Alliance to show off your power with others!"

"Zhang Laoqi, let me not say that you followed the people out to track down the demon of the Demon Sect, and you didn't know to send a message to the sect after tracking it for more than two months!"

"I have to go to the realm of other sects to inquire to know if you are dead, and I need to collect the body for you or not!"

Saying that, Xuan Qingzi increased his strength again, so that the aura sword, which was originally only two fingers wide, instantly turned into several zhang, and even more pressed Zhang Weimin couldn't lift his shoulders.

After saying that, he turned his head to glare at Mu Chen again, and kept exhaling a dull breath, and his fingers trembled with anger from this disobedient disciple, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"And you, Mu Chen!"

"Did I tell you before leaving, the actions of the Demon Sect are becoming more and more frequent, your experience is still shallow, and your realm is low, if you really encounter a person from the Demon Sect or an evil beast that you can't deal with, don't be reckless!"

"You're good, you've been down the mountain for more than a month, and you haven't done anything you need to do, but you followed your senior brother to mess around and went to stir up thieves!"

Mu Chen was still under heavy pressure, and when he heard Xuan Qingzi say this, he thought he was asking about selling bamboo institutions, so he hurriedly replied:

"Uncle Shi, I have completed all the tasks you gave me, the refining materials have been found, and the money from selling the bamboo mechanism is in my Qiankun bag, and I haven't touched a cent!"

"When I buy refining materials, I also kill evil beasts, and I use the money to buy demon beast materials to buy ......"

His words were hurried, because at the moment he had some trouble even opening his mouth.

But who knew that hearing Mu Chen say this, Xuan Qingzi was even more angry, directly interrupted his words, and put heavy pressure on him.

"Bastard, do you think you have the ability, the Bamboo Sword Hall can't accommodate you as a great god?"

"It's just that it's a big rise, don't think you can do whatever you want, there's no one in your eyes!"

"You are still a disciple of the Bamboo Sword Sect, as long as you don't leave the sect, you have to be honest......"

Mu Chen has been under the pressure of Xuan Qingzi's sword, the sound of scolding is in his ears, and his teeth are gritted.

He almost wanted to refute, but Xuan Qingzi would press his edge again, not allowing him to have half room for explanation.

Xuan Qingzi was still chattering and reprimanding him, under the pressure of the two kinds, for some reason, a red light suddenly flashed in Mu Chen's eyes.

An uncontrollable anger rushed to his heart, and Mu Chen was like an enraged lion.

He let out a loud shout, and poured all the spiritual energy in his body into the Qingfeng Sword, and bursts of cool breeze came out from the shining blue sword body, accompanied by surging anger, and several rays of light also burst out.

The spiritual light shuttled and weaved in the Qingfeng sword blade, and slowly lost his strength for Mu Chen, he struggled to lift his body again, and the muscles on his face and neck were fully revealed, and he actually held the eight-foot-long spiritual light sword that was enriched by spiritual light in both hands and knocked Xuan Qingzi's blow away!

In the distance, the mountain peaks collapsed, and the rock sparrows were startled, raising countless dust.

Mu Chen gasped heavily, he looked at his hands that could no longer stop trembling, and suddenly there was a clatter of the fairy sword falling to the ground in his ears, and he instantly shook his spirit, and then he realized what he had done.

And this blow also made Xuan Qingzi and Zhang Weimin's eyes widen in shock, they looked at Mu Chen in disbelief, and then turned to look at the distance where most of the mountain peak had been cut off.

The roar of the mountain peaks toppling spread in the mountains and forests for a long time before slowly dissipating, but the atmosphere in the three-person room in front of the meditation hall seemed a little strange.

Mu Chen also looked at his trembling arm, in fact, it was not just his arm, the muscles of his whole body were trembling, and after a while, he slowly raised his head, but saw Zhang Weimin's slightly surging Adam's apple.

Suddenly, seeing Xuan Qingzi's big sleeves wave, the sword light that pressed Zhang Weimin dispersed, but he snorted coldly and turned his back to his hand.

"Okay, good!"

"Your wings are stiff, you have learned to rebel, I can't control you!"

"No matter what!

"Humph!"

Saying that, Xuan Qingzi really didn't say anything more, and just turned his back and left, not letting anyone see the expression on his face at the moment.

Only the wind stopped, and when the last bamboo leaves fell, Xuan Qingzi's figure was no longer visible.

Mu Chen was uneasy in his heart, and at this time, Zhang Weimin walked away, picked up the dim Qingfeng Sword from the ground, walked to Mu Chen's side and patted him on the shoulder, but said something that made Mu Chen stunned:

"Little junior brother, don't you know the intention of your uncle to let you sell bamboo organs?"

"Our Bamboo Sword Hall is poor, so each disciple goes down the mountain for the first time to buy refining materials, in addition to the hundred copper coins given by the master, Uncle Xuanqingzi will also prepare a bag of bamboo organs. ”

"And the money from the sale of bamboo institutions is used to subsidize the purchase of refining materials. ”

"You just said that the money from selling the agency was not touched, aren't you just slapping Uncle Shi in the face?"