"Senior brother, there is a person outside the door who claims to be the Seven Masters of the Capital, named Yang Fengshan, who asks to see him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" A disciple came to report.

"Yang Fengshan?" Mu Yu frowned lightly, muttered a sentence in his mouth, and quickly recalled some of the words that Dong'an Guojun had told him

This Yang Feng Mountain is the head of the Yang family, one of the seven great qi refining families in the capital, and he is also one of the people who are most likely to assassinate him as told by the monarch of Dong'an.

The seven great qi refining families in the capital have existed for a long time, and their power is intertwined, and their clansmen are all over the government, rivers and lakes, gangsters, etc.

In recent years, the royal family, the former first foundation family, has gradually become a second-rate family, and the foundation families in various states are not even obeying the royal family's orders and provoking the authority of the government. There are also some qi refining families who still sell a little face to the royal family.

Since the time when the imperial family founded Dong'an Kingdom and ruled the secular world, the four major sects issued an order in order to stabilize the secular pattern and prevent anyone from making trouble and trying to subvert the royal family: the Zhuji family was not allowed to extend its influence to the capital, and only allowed to establish family businesses in various states.

At that time, the royal family, known as the first foundation family, was in the capital on this acre and three points of land, and the words he said were a nail, if he dared to disobey, as long as there was no foundation ancestor in your family, you would do what you wanted!

But now it's different, the royal family is declining day by day, not to mention that compared with the prosperous foundation building family, even the strength of some old qi refining families has surpassed the royal family, and now, it is in troubled times, the four major sects have been too busy to take care of themselves, and the royal family is like fragrant fat on the surface, how can it not have different hearts?

With Yang Fengshan's strength and family power, even if he successfully assassinated the monarch of Dong'an, it would definitely not be his turn to be on the throne, that is, the pawn of a certain foundation building family. But it can also be seen that the majesty of the four great sects still makes those foundation building families fearful. Even if the four great sects are defeated and retreated in the frontal battlefield, it is not a reason for these families to be disobedient, if the four major sects want to, they can easily destroy several foundation building families by sending a single foundation building peak cultivator!

A strong man who is strong in the Dan can bulldoze the entire secular world and the martial arts world as simple as drinking water.

......

"Ask him to come in. Mu Yu came back to his senses and said calmly.

There was a sound of footsteps, this was a burly middle-aged man, dressed in a purple robe, and laughed heartily a few times, and shook his fist at Mu Yu.

"Yang Fengshan, the head of the Yang family, meet the master!"

Mu Yu glanced at him, and then smiled: "The Yang family master doesn't have to be polite, please take a seat." ”

At a tea table, the two sat opposite each other. On the coffee table, a teapot and two teacups are placed.

Yang Fengshan respectfully poured a cup for Mu Yu first, held it to him with both hands, and finally put a cup for himself and drank it in small sips.

Mu Yu's eyes flashed slightly, the first impression of this Yang Fengshan was that he was hearty and generous, and there was a kind of Jianghu air all over his body, not the kind of person who had a vicious mind and a gloomy city.

"You can know that people know their faces but don't know their hearts, maybe under that hypocritical skin, is the real ......," Mu Yu said secretly.

After taking a few sips of tea, Mu Yu was silent, and he didn't ask about Yang Fengshan's intention.

Yang Fengshan pondered for a moment, then arched his hand to Mu Yu, took out an invitation card from his arms, and said: "These days, because the master has been tired all the way, I need to rest and rest, so I don't dare to bother, today Fengshan came here, I want to invite the master, to participate in the dinner tomorrow night, when the important people of the seven families in the capital, and the scattered monks, will come to meet the master together." ”

Mu Yu frowned, pondered a little, although he didn't like to be lively, but he had just arrived in the capital, except for a palace, he was not familiar with life. rashly offended these families in the capital, although they didn't dare to do anything to themselves, but after all, it was not a good thing, besides, the head of the family came to invite him personally, with a sincere attitude, if he didn't give this face, wouldn't it prove that he looked down on them too much?

And...... It's just time to take advantage of tomorrow's dinner to see what calculations and ideas the seven major families in the capital have!

Mu Yu put away the invitation, thanked Yang Fengshan with a light smile, and said that he would go to the appointment on time tomorrow night.

If nothing else, Toyoyama took his leave. Yang Fengshan bowed and left the house with very light steps.

......

The next day, in the evening, a fiery cloud appeared in the sky.

In the time when we are about to enter the cold winter, this thing is really rare, and it may be the last time I will witness the magnificent sight of burning clouds before winter comes.

Lowering the curtains, the shepherd sat in the carriage and closed his eyes.

Just now, after arranging the protection of the palace tonight, Mu Yu took the carriage sent by Yang Fengshan alone, and came to the Yutang Tower in Xifang under the drive of the groom.

Yutang Building, which is said to be the property of a wealthy man in the south of the Yangtze River, is splendidly decorated, and there are countless beautiful women.

As soon as he walked into the private room on the second floor of the Yutang Building, countless eyes swept over him, examining the pastoral language.

Yang Fengshan walked over with a big smile, bowed to Mu Yu, and then, he glanced over and said to the rest of the people: "Fellow Daoists, this is the Mu Yu from the Lijian Sect, Master Mu!"

As if waking up from a dream, the rest of the people hurriedly walked over and bowed down one after another.

Mu Yu gave a handful of help and said calmly: "Fellow Daoists, you don't have to be polite. ”

Everyone smiled kindly, gathered around the pastor, and praised endlessly.

Mu Yu always has a flat smile on his face, but he doesn't like to talk much, and most of the time, he answers everyone in a few words.

"Hmph. Suddenly, a discordant voice sounded, a little harsh, causing Mu Yu's brow to furrow slightly.

It was a young man, with a proud expression, and next to him, stood an old man, shrugging his eyelids, with a dusty aura.

"Master, these two people are a master-apprentice relationship, and they are both a casual practice. On the side, someone reminded in a low voice.

Mu Yu sighed and didn't pay attention to the young man.

Seeing this, some people showed a trace of disappointment in their eyes, they glanced at each other, and immediately a family master stood up, although he was not the helmsman of the seven great families in the capital, but he was also the head of a well-known qi refining family in the capital.

"Where did the junior come from, who dared to be disrespectful to the teacher, get out!" the little family head poked the young man's nose and scolded him harshly.

The young man's eyes were cold, and his right hand poked out like lightning, and with a click, he broke the index finger of the little family master.

"Ah......" Caught off guard, the little family head suffered a big loss, he let out a miserable howl, covered his broken index finger, a dense cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and took a few steps back.

Mu Yu looked at the little family master suspiciously, although this young man's cultivation is good, he has the level of refining seventh, but the little family master also has the cultivation of the peak of the sixth layer of the qi refining period, it stands to reason that even if it is a sneak attack, this young man will not be able to easily break one of his fingers.

However, no matter what, it would be too much to say that things have developed to this point and you still turn a blind eye.

"Who are you, and why are you making trouble here?" said the pastor.

"Hmph, aren't you just a core disciple from the Great Sect? If you get rid of this layer of illustrious clothes, with your cultivation, how can you be flattered by a group of cultivators who refine eight or nine on such an occasion?" The young man raised his chin, his face full of disbelief.

Mu Yu quietly looked at him a little, smiled slightly, and said, "Very far-fetched reason. ”

"What ......"

Before the young man finished speaking, Mu Yu asked again, "What do you want to do?"

"Fight me!" the young man stepped forward and shouted.

Mu Yu swept around slightly, most of the heads of the family bowed their heads and remained silent, and the rest of the people were also pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Mu Yu's lips curled slightly, revealing a smile that made people palpitate. The old man standing behind the young man had a good cultivation and had the cultivation of the peak of refining the eighth, but even so, if he wanted to say that with his ability, he could train a seventh-layer apprentice in the Qi refining period who was less than eighteen years old, and he didn't believe it if he killed Mu Yu.

Mu Yu has gone all the way, relying on the sect's immortal cultivation resources and the unique use of the black small jar, he was able to break through the eighth layer of the Qi refining period at the age of fifteen, which is comparable to the cultivation speed of those geniuses who have the qualification of the third-grade spiritual root.

And that old man, it is said that he is a casual cultivator, unless he is reborn with great power, or possessed by an old monster, how can he train such a genius disciple?

Laugh at!

Mu Yu raised his hand, and a wind blade struck, slashing at the young man abruptly.

The young man's eyes erupted with a sense of war, and as soon as he pinched his hand, a blue shield was generated.

Bang!

The wind blade slammed into the blue shield, rippling with ripples, and the young man also took a step back, after all, his cultivation was one level lower than that of Mu Yu, besides, after several months of hard cultivation, Mu Yu's cultivation had improved a lot, and he took a big step towards the peak of the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period.

Mu Yu's eyes flashed, his five fingers were slightly bent, and he only heard a few piercing sounds of "Xiu Xiu", and five fire bombs flew out.

The young man was shocked, he had been cultivating for eleven years, and he had only mastered the technique of "three consecutive shots", such as the pastoral language, the technique of five consecutive fire bombs, he had only seen it from one of his senior brothers!

Boom! Boom!

The young man hurriedly sacrificed the magic weapon and resisted the critical hit of the two fire bombs, however, the next three fire bombs, one shattered the defense of the magic weapon, and one smashed into the shield and magic robe released by the dantian spiritual power, and the last one knocked the young man away, causing a burnt smell to come out of his chest, and his clothes revealed a big hole.

A few days ago, Mu Yu's fire bomb technique had just made a breakthrough, and the power of one was equivalent to the full force of the six refining monks, and the sum of the five fire bombs, it would not be a problem to seriously injure a monk who had just entered the seventh realm of refining!

"Master, please stop!" the old man behind the young man suddenly raised his head and shouted.

Mu Yu smiled indifferently, and with a wave of his finger, a golden sword rainbow "swished", and cut off the young man's left arm! )