Zhuang Wudao stood at the bow of the boat and looked ahead. He listened to the chatter behind him. I can also sense the hatred of the spirit bone treasure ship on the right, like a blade, full of anger. If the sight can kill, he is estimated to have been cut into more than 10 million pieces by now.

Zhuang Wudao was completely unconscious, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

"That's what Qianfu is referring to!"

Yun'er's tone fluctuated without fluctuations: "I see that these people really have murderous thoughts towards the sword master, and they hate the sword master to the bone. ”

"Killing thoughts?

Zhuang Wudao secretly snorted coldly, could it be that these Ming Cui Peak disciples could still bite him? What is the use of just hating, if they can't come up with tangible evidence, they can help him?

"Well, I look at the sword master, more and more like a person. Now you, like him in the past, look at everything. ”

"Like a person, who is it?"

Zhuang Wudao didn't think much of Yun'er's words, he didn't mean anything, nor did he despise it. On the contrary, he was wary of the Ming Cui Peak disciples behind him.

It's just that I feel that these people's words and eyes don't need to care too much. Unless there is a tangible action, it is not painful and there is no need to care.

"The first sword master, the Phoenix Tribulation, and the fourth sword master, Luo Qingyun, or the same. I don't remember, only a vague memory—"

"Huang Tribulation, Luo Qingyun?"

Zhuang Wudao smiled, according to Yun'er, these two people were once the top existences in the cultivation world. Naturally qualified, proud of all beings.

But he has no way, what kind of capital does he have to despise his opponent?

"Yun'er didn't misunderstand, although you are vigilant and precautionary in your heart, you also think that people like this, no matter how much they offend, it will not be harmed by you, right?"

Yun'er said with a smile: "I'm happy for the sword master, as the master of the light cloud sword, I should have such a spirit!"

Zhuang Wudao heard this, but his face suddenly stiffened, and he began to reflect on himself, whether he had carried away and was too arrogant.

At this moment, Zhuang Wudao suddenly made a 'hmm' sound, feeling a hidden fierce and domineering qi machine, and suddenly locked him from behind. His gaze was as sharp as substance, as if he was about to pierce his whole person.

Zhuang Wudao was shocked in his heart, turned his head suddenly, and looked at the place where the qi machine of the treasure ship on the right came from, but the place he looked at was empty, and no one was there.

"That's the Jindan monk, the method of spiritual thoughts. His position at this time is not here, but under the cabin. ”

Yun'er noticed the existence of this person, and before Zhuang Wudao, her voice was solemn.

"This person has already moved to kill the sword master. ”

Those Ming Cuifeng disciples just harbored murderous thoughts about him, at most they just thought about it in their hearts, and they would not put it into action.

At this moment, Yun'er used the word 'killing' to show the difference.

"Under the cabin?"

Zhuang Wudao said thoughtfully: "Then Yun'er, can you recognize who this person is?"

"It seems that his name is Wei Feng, and the sword master has seen him once in the Dharma Transmission Hall before. and when the **** test was made, this person was also present at that time. ”

"Wei Feng, if it's him, then it's not strange—"

Is this this person with murderous intentions?

Zhuang Wudao's eyes flashed, and he thought secretly. If it is Wei Feng, there is indeed enough reason, once he knows the truth before three months. He would only hate himself more than those Ming Cui Peak disciples.

I just don't know what time this person will choose, and how will he do it?

It seems that I should be careful these days. The threat of Jindan powerhouses is different from those juniors who can't do anything about themselves.

Or this person is inconvenient to do it directly to himself. However, there are a thousand ways to calculate yourself.

This return to the Dust Sect seems to be the time to keep Taoguang in obscurity, and the slightest flaw cannot be leaked.

It just so happened that he was also going to retreat for a while. Take the Hell Rot Ginseng to complete the remaining two occult powers.

※※※※At the same time, in a dimly lit treasure ship cabin, Wei Feng also withdrew his gaze from the window.

"This son's spiritual sense is keen, and it has actually reached a level comparable to the foundation building realm!"

Wei Feng's eyes were both shocked and shocked, as well as a strong killing intent, which was several points stronger than before he counted his breaths.

He especially remembered the first time he saw him in the Wujing Daoist Pavilion that day, and Zhuang Wudao at that time, although his martial arts skills were amazing, his spiritual sense was only slightly stronger than that of monks of the same level.

However, at this time, he could not see the depth clearly. I only know that Zhuang has no way, and it should be able to compare with the foundation building realm.

No wonder this person was able to freely manipulate the 'Positive and Negative Immeasurable Heavenly Great Array' three months ago, and resisted several Jindan cultivators.

"Qiancheng, I remember telling you two years ago. My disciple of Ming Cui Peak, you can lose to anyone, but you can't only lose to Xuanling Mountain! The shame of the Dao test can only be washed away by yourself. But what have you done in the past two years? How many of you are waste?"

On Wei Feng's side, there were still a few people standing, and Gai Qiancheng was also among them, but at this moment, he was drenched in cold sweat.

Hearing that Wei Feng's tone was flat, it actually contained great anger.

"It's the disciple who is incompetent and has failed to live up to his uncle's expectations! It's just that the disciple also wants to be humiliated, but first the mountain test ****, Zhuang Wudao avoided it and did not fight. After that, the disciples and Dongli disciples came to the door many times, but to no avail. ”

That Yu Anjun also snorted, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Shi's words are a little unfair! He Zhuang Wudao is a turtle with a shrunken head, and he can't come out of the turtle shell, how many of us can do it?"

"Really?"

Wei Feng's expression was still flat: "I have also heard about this matter, this son is calm, and the depth of the city is indeed very comparable." ”

A few people in Gai Qiancheng have also repeatedly provoked each other, if they were someone else, they would have the strength to practice the late stage of the Qi Realm, and they would have been unable to hold it back. Zhuang Wudao is not like this, he doesn't care about his reputation, he does his own thing, and he doesn't fight for will.

"But since Zhuang Wudao himself can't work there, then he should know how to use a roundabout strategy. You are cultivators, you are not stupid, but if it is so difficult, you will only go straight?"

Wei Feng sneered and put his hand behind him: "Zhuang Wudao himself has no flaws, so he won't start from other places? ”

After finishing speaking, Wei Feng's voice paused again, and he turned his head and glanced at the few people behind him: "But this son, after all, is already in the realm of the Nine Floors of the Qi Cultivation Realm, far beyond you and the other three." If you really want to fight alone, it may not be his opponent, it is better to find another way. Anyway, whatever means you use, I'm going to teach him a lesson. The existence of this son is a great shame for me Ming Cuifeng! If it weren't for the same door, I really didn't want to zaijian him!"

Zuihou seven words, but word by word, the voice is cold, like a heavy hammer, knocking on the depths of the hearts of everyone in the cabin,

When the words fell, Wei Feng had already thrown up his sleeves and walked out of the hatch.

Gai Qiancheng was chilled in his heart, and he looked at each other with Dongli Hanyu Anjun, and his eyes were horrified. Knowing Wei Feng's words, the focus is only on the eight characters of zuihou - I don't want zaijian to go to that village without a way!

However, whether this matter is successful or not, the three of them are afraid that they will not be pleased. If it doesn't work, the three of them are in Mingcui Peak, they are afraid that they will be suppressed, and it will be difficult to get ahead.

Wei Feng is trusted by **** real people and is in charge of Ming Cui Peak. There is no need to come forward by themselves at all, as long as a little bit of tone is revealed, it is enough for the three of them to move an inch in the Dust Sect. In more serious cases, they can even be expelled from the house.

And if it happens, how can the real person of Xuanling Mountain not fight back after losing his beloved disciple?

Whether you advance or retreat, it is a dilemma.

Wei Feng, on the other hand, didn't leave any talk at all. Even if that zuihou sentence has a hint of meaning. However, it can also be interpreted as Wei Feng's angry words, after experiencing the Dongli Rebellion, Ming Cuifeng has resentment, and it is also a matter of course.

Gai Qiancheng's thick eyebrows were furrowed, and he had already given birth to a retreat. Although it is inappropriate to offend Wei Feng, he also has his own mentor to shelter, and he may not necessarily take this road of no return.

"Uncle Shi was probably really angry, Fang Cai was in a hurry, and his tone was a little heavier. The three juniors don't have to worry too much—"

In the corner on the side, Mo Wen smiled slightly and said, "There's nothing to do here, I'll retire first." ”

He was summoned here by Wei Feng to be a witness. If something really happens in the future and is questioned, everything here can be relayed in detail.

also knows this, it is a bottomless whirlpool. With his status in Mingcuifeng, he naturally doesn't want to and doesn't need to get involved.

That Wei Feng is not qualified to treat him as a chess piece.

But before leaving, Mo Wen remembered something again: "By the way, do you know where the spirit slave that Zhuang Wudao accepted two years ago came from?"

"Lingnu two years ago? You mean, that girl named Nie Xianling?"

Dongli's cold eyes are clear, and he naturally has a deep memory of this woman. With a super-grade ice spirit root, it should have been like Mo Wen, high above, and was held in the palm of his hand by the division commander of the two mountains and seven peaks. But because he has a super-grade spiritual root, he fell into the mud and dust and became a spiritual slave of Zhuang Wudao.

Mo asked, does it mean that they should be allowed to do something on this woman?

"I heard that this woman was the little princess of Haitao Pavilion and the daughter of the previous pavilion master. ”

"Haitao Pavilion?" Yu Anjun's body shook slightly, and his pupils opened slightly: "You mean, Haitao Pavilion in the East China Sea?"

Adjacent to the East China Sea, Jiangzhou is close to the East China Sea, and he has naturally heard of this big merchant whose buildings are full of 36 islands in the East China Sea.

"Which one else?"

Mo Wen smiled and said, "This woman is the daughter of the former Haitao Pavilion Lord Nie Yinxian and Feng Juewu. It's a pity that since Nie Yinxian's death, the Haitao Pavilion has been occupied by the dove. There is no successor to the pavilion master, and he marries someone else, and Nie Xianling's identity is a little embarrassing. It is said that before Nie Yinxian died, he handed over a batch of property accumulated by Haitao Pavilion over the years to his beloved daughter. The pavilion master still has some affection for his daughter, and he doesn't want to be too persecuted. But his wife may not be willing. ”

Gai Qiancheng frowned, still puzzled, Mo asked what was the purpose of mentioning this matter.

"I'm just talking about what I've seen and heard, and I don't care. ”

Mo Wen calmly walked out of the hatch while speaking: "In fact, many seemingly desperate times, if you are willing to sink down and think of a way, you may not be lifeless." ”

The man had left, leaving the three people in the room to fall into contemplation.