Mo Jinfeng's side also participated in the search for the Divine Fire Master, and more than 2,000 gangs under the jurisdiction of the Ecstasy Cave forces also scattered to investigate and make secret visits, and he himself sent a cronie to send the news of Ding Yan's death back to his master, and it was up to his master to decide.

Tiandu Mountain, named after Tiandu Gate, is Zhong Lingyuxiu, a collection of mountains and rivers aura, the essence of the immortal mountain wonderland, cultivating in this place, not only the soul is in line with nature, the aura is also extremely abundant, enough to make people's martial arts progress by leaps and bounds, compared with the outside world cultivation speed increased by more than one percent.

Tiandumen is located on the top of Tiandu Mountain, there are seven halls, it is the important place of the sect, or the place where the scriptures are hidden, or the arsenal, or the place of alchemy, or the place where the elders of the head of the sect deliberate, the magnificent style does not lose the magnificent building of the red dust under the mountain.

And the back of the seven halls is the resting place of the Tiandumen people, because the terrain on the mountain is vast, and there are not many Tiandumen people, so the same door residence in addition to the forbidden place, all according to their own minds, like the waterfall can build a bamboo house next to it, like the secluded forest can also build a tree house inside, it can be said that this is the peach blossom source of the Tiandumen people.

Zhao Yuan chose a place full of mountains and flowers in the back mountain of Tiandu to settle down, practicing qi and cultivating the mind every day, reading Buddhist and Taoist classics in his spare time, tasting the truth, and laying the foundation for advanced grandmasters, although this life is boring, but Zhao Yuan is happy in it.

However, Zhao Yuan couldn't be happy today, because his apprentice Mo Jinfeng came with the news that his junior brother, his favorite little apprentice, Ding Yan, had died, which made his once calm Dao heart rise waves, which was sadness and anger that he hadn't had for a long time.

In the simple wooden house, Zhao Yuan sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, his Tsing Yi was slightly plain, two long eyebrows hung down on both sides of his face, a little more aggressive, his long black hair was like a green boy, and his Danfeng eyes were extremely heroic, but he was such a person who looked brilliant in all aspects, and at a glance, he would only feel mediocre.

"Ayan is dead?Has Jinfeng ever avenged him?" Saying this sentence slowly and indifferently, Zhao Yuan suppressed the throbbing in his heart, squinted and asked, his voice was flat, soft without a trace of strength, and if he didn't pay attention, he might miss the content of his words.

The young man opposite him was too nervous, and a lot of sticky sweat was already flowing from his head, and when he heard Zhao Yuan's words, he hurriedly lowered his head and replied,

"Nope. Although Elder Mo knew in his heart who the murderer was, he didn't dare to act rashly because there was no evidence and the other party's power was too strong. This is not all, the other party is now bent on dealing with Elder Mo, if it weren't for the temporary incident of the Divine Fire Master, I am afraid that the Elder's Ecstasy Cave has been taken away. ”

These words are naturally taught by Mo Jinfeng to him, as the saying goes, knowing the son is Mo Ruo's father, and the same is true between master and apprentice, Zhao Yuan knows Mo Jinfeng very well, and now Mo Jinfeng does not dare to do it, so he is naturally not sure, so in order to avenge his beloved apprentice, Zhao Yuan will not be able to stay out of the matter, and even go directly out of the mountain to find Huangfu Xu to take revenge, this is Mo Jinfeng's wisdom, Zhao Yuan understands him, why doesn't he understand Zhao Yuan?

"Oh, tell me everything you know, I want to know who in the world has such a great deterrent power that Jinfeng, a leather monkey, is afraid to move. ”

Zhao Yuan flicked his sleeves forward as he spoke, and a white qi exploded to close the originally wide open wooden door, this is a place where the same door gathers, masters are like clouds, and there are many elders who like to mess around in the game world, in order to maintain face, he naturally doesn't want this matter to spread.

Hearing this, the young man on the opposite side raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face with his cuffs, and then knelt on the ground and told Zhao Yuan the whole story of the matter.

Most of them are naturally the rhetoric given to him by Mo Jinfeng, but it is not mixed with too many personal attitudes and private goods, everything is true, but there are more personal speculations of Mo Jinfeng and Ding Yan's speculations about Huangfu Xu and the Tianxing Gang before his death.

However, an interesting thing happened in the middle, that is, Zhao Yuan stayed in the mountains for a long time, isolated from the world, and he didn't know who Huang Fuxu was, let alone when the Tianxing Gang and the Dajiang Gang had changed their appearances, which were very different from the two gangs he knew and knew.

No, the young man can only tell the story of many major events that have happened in the past year, including Huang Fuxu, including Liu Suifeng, including Qiu Wanchun, and a lot of martial arts miscellaneous matters.

Zhao Yuan looked expressionless from beginning to end, and occasionally asked questions when he encountered something of interest, but most of the time he listened quietly, which made the young man who told him feel uneasy.

"I see, it's really amazing. A teenager of seventeen or eighteen has worked hard to achieve such power in less than a year, which is amazing. Jinfeng is not a little worse than him, no wonder he is afraid to make a move. ”

Zhao Yuan was not very interested in other things, only Huang Fuxu's rise made him a little moved, which reminded him of Qiu Lige, who was his contemporaneous in the past, a strong man and ruthless man who suppressed him for half his life, but in the end, Qiu Lige did not have such an exaggerated growth rate as Huang Fuxu.

"That's exactly what the old man said. Huang Fu Xu is now in a big situation, even the Ram family can't do anything about him, Elder Mo naturally has some scruples in his heart, if it weren't for the last resort, he would never be an enemy of Huang Fu Xu. But now that Lord Ding is dead, Elder Mo can't do it if he doesn't want to. ”

Zhao Yuan nodded, his palms spread flat on his knees were clenched into fists, and his long eyebrows fluttered, "Well, Jinfeng is right to have scruples." This kind of person is the bell of luck, except for those who are more fortunate than him can suppress him, and can only destroy and defeat him with a force that he cannot resist, otherwise the so-called enemy will continue to become the nourishment of this person's growth, and finally become a stepping stone. ”

Although the words were soft, the young man had clearly heard a hint of undoubted murderous intent, unlike the unrelenting emotion that had just been talked, this murderous intent was so vast, it was obvious that Zhao Yuan had already made a decision.

"If this person is not removed, it will be a great disaster, you go back and tell Jinfeng, let him gather his forces in the near future, and don't give Huang Fuxu a chance to make a move. I'll personally descend the mountain to give him a ride.

Also, if Huang Fuxu still hasn't moved within half a month, and I have no news to him, it means that I have failed, let him leave Yuzhou, don't come back, and don't think about revenge. ”

Zhao Yuan said, a conspicuous white light rose from the surface of his body, making the young man feel cold all over his body, like a knife cutting a sword, and then he was pushed out of the wooden door by a force, and Zhao Yuan himself could no longer be seen.

"It's strange, the boss is Elder Mo's master, a great master of the innate ninth layer, can't this kind of character come forward to deal with Huang Fuxu?"

Inside the wooden house, Zhao Yuan Qingyi slowly agitated, and a lifelike white tiger condensed on the surface of his body, obviously practicing the White Tiger Sword Technique.

"Lucky man, I want to see if I can defeat and kill you with the overwhelming strength of the innate ninth layer. ”

Zhao Yuan muttered, there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes, if it happened, he would steal the other party's luck, the unattainable grandmaster was no longer an extravagant hope, if he failed, the big deal was death, and the martial artist, if he didn't move forward, it was better to die.

As for Huangfu Xu's identity, Zhao Yuan didn't pay attention to it at all, what Huangfu family, what Tianxing gang leader, are all illusory foreign objects, shackles set by others to escape from him, how can he look forward and backward like ordinary people? For him, a martial artist is a martial artist, and too much adulteration means that his mind is impure and it is difficult to become a great weapon.

In this way, Fang is the true nature of a warrior.