Knock, knock...... Ma Chuan used all seven ghost fists, but there was no other effect except for making his hands ache faintly and Xu Sheng went all out.

If such a big movement happens, I'm afraid that it won't be long before someone comes to watch, because of the rules in the valley, Ma Chuan can't let the people in the world know, so he must make a quick decision.

After a little thought, a bell-shaped magic weapon appeared in Ma Chuan's hand.

"Who the hell are you, how can you have the secret magic weapon of this palace!" Xu Sheng's face changed greatly, and he secretly scolded Lan for being ruthless and shameless, and he ran away by himself.

Ma Chuan didn't answer, and directly sacrificed the bell-shaped magic weapon and launched a sonic attack.

Bells, bells...... Ma Chuan flicked his five fingers at the invisible clock in front of him, and the invisible sound waves were like water waves, constantly surging towards Xu Sheng and the invisible clock covering him, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and the invisible clock could not even have a trace of ripples.

"Haha, even if you are also a health practitioner, get out of here, otherwise you will be able to taste the golden bell jar, the taste of the real sonic attack!" Xu Sheng was already strong in the outside, and he didn't want to admit the shocked speculation in his heart, it was impossible for Shu to have a foundation cultivator above the health cultivator.

But Ma Chuan was able to be safe and sound under the intermediate fireball talisman, urging the bell-shaped magic weapon to understate, and launching a sonic attack was beyond the scope of a health practitioner, only the two came from the same source, so they could be unharmed. All these signs show that Ma Chuan's cultivation has surpassed the realm of health preservation.

Ma Chuan ignored Xu Sheng's words, put away the bell-shaped magic weapon, looked at the sky-covering umbrella in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and walked up directly, using the galloping nine swords.

When the ninth sword was used to gallop vertically and horizontally, Xu Sheng's invisible bell shattered in response, and then Ma Chuan stabbed an umbrella with his backhand, which directly gave Xu Sheng a heart-chill.

"Are you a congenital master, or a foundation building monk?" Xu Sheng looked at the oil-paper umbrella passing through his chest in disbelief, entangled in Ma Chuan's identity.

Ma Chuan ignored it, quickly retracted the umbrella, and Xu Sheng's breathless body fell.

Ma Chuan searched out an identity tag from Xu Sheng's corpse, a ring bag that was exactly the same as that of Huan Wentong, and his divine sense probed slightly, in addition to more than ten strains of various elixirs, there were dozens of various talismans, and to his surprise, these talismans were mixed with three intermediate talismans.

Seeing that there was nothing else, Ma Chuan activated a flame talisman and turned Xu Sheng's body into ashes, and with a flick of his robe, the ashes were swept into the pit by the wind, and then used the fossil talisman to fill the pit and restore it to its original state.

After making sure that no one was following him, Ma Chuan took Song Yuanxing and went straight to the Wuhou Temple.

Walking through the tall archway, Ma Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and went out for a walk like this, simply urging the umbrella to cover the sky, and used nearly thirty percent of his mana.

Outside the main hall, Ma Chuan saw Song Han from a distance who was holding a broom and sweeping away the fallen leaves. This is a village woman who can't stay idle, and for a few days in the ancestral hall, in addition to resting and praying for Song Yuanxing in the main hall when no one is around, is to clean the courtyard and prune flowers and trees.

"Mother!" Song Yuanxing followed Ma Chuan's gaze, his body shook, and tears rolled in his eyes.

"Yuan Xing!" Song Han's whole body trembled, and he turned around, with a long-lost smile on his haggard face, because he saw his beloved son who had been thinking about him day and night.

The two of them ran towards each other at the same time, don't look at Song Han's usual faltering, the speed at this time is not slower than Song Yuanxing.

Almost halfway between the two of them, the two met, the mother embraced her son, and the son threw himself into the arms of his mother.

When Ma Chuan saw this tear-jerking scene, he was naturally not calm, and hurriedly entered the side hall.

After sitting down cross-legged and immersed in his heart, although he knew that the patriotic forces were in chaos, Ma Chuan did not expect that there were two divisions, and a full 5,000 people rushed to Fangcun Mountain and attacked the Lingtai.

The strength of the troops on the spiritual platform instantly reached 2,500 people, the strength of a division. There is still a division or so of patriotic troops stranded in Fangcun Mountain, so many troops, if Ma Chuan is in peacetime, he will be overjoyed.

But at this time, the patriotic troops were in a frenzy, constantly jumping around, so that the transparent troops that had been purged from the original lineup were all disrupted in formation.

Ma Chuan has no other way but to use his will power to keep Lingtai Qingming, that is, to stabilize the transparent strength of a brigade.

At the same time, to appease the patriotic forces in the frenzy, these troops are so frenzied, not only the scene of Song Yuanxing's mother and son reunion has too much impact, but also because he has depicted the image of his mother in his mind for several years, and his feelings for her have not faded in the slightest, but have become more profound.

Now the patriotic forces are in turmoil, mainly caused by missing his mother, if he can meet his mother now, the patriotic troops of the two divisions of Fang Cun Mountain will definitely be attached, and they will be transformed into transparent troops in an instant, and the transparent troops on the spiritual platform are possible even if they break through a division, so that his state of mind will directly reach the sergeant realm.

However, with the current situation, it is obviously impossible, Ma Chuan can only appease these crazy patriotic forces, so that they withdraw from Fangcun Mountain and return to patriotism, otherwise sooner or later Lingtai will be occupied by patriotism, and thus lose their minds.

Because the forces of the seven vassal states in the heart must be balanced, it is best to let the transparent forces take the initiative, and let the forces of a single one or two vassal states take the initiative, which is bound to be inappropriate.

Even if even the most peaceful patriotic forces are allowed to take the initiative, there are considerable drawbacks, and people will become women and will not distinguish between good and evil.

As the saying goes, people should remain rational and not let instinct, love and hatred dominate the mind.

"Mother, wait for Chuan'er to come back!" Ma Chuan said this to many patriotic soldiers in the Mud Pill Palace, of course, to divert the attention of these soldiers, and also to let them contribute when they returned home.

Ma Chuan said similar things with the help of a steady stream of wishes, and the frenzied patriotic soldiers gradually calmed down, but only two pawns gradually left.

Seeing that there might be another mutiny at any time, Ma Chuan hurriedly mobilized the transparent forces of the two pawns, the main idea, the main wisdom, and a flash of inspiration, to come up with a solution.

He went to think about Xu Sheng, who was killed by him, and Huan Wentong a few years ago, as well as the Purple Qi Palace, in the alley to divert the attention of the patriotic soldiers.

During his days in Qingxi Valley, Ma Chuan used his identity as a monk to find out some news about the Purple Qi Palace.

The cultivation of this force is very strange, and it must be eunuchd, and in the alley before, after breaking Xu Sheng's golden bell jar, he swept it down, and it also confirmed this, and there was really no one underneath, which was why he did not hesitate to kill Xu Sheng.

From this, Ma Chuan even thought of the fact that Huan Wentong tricked him into going to apprenticeship, if he really went, it would be a fate that there was no follow.

Thinking about it, Ma Chuan's anger rose from his heart, and evil was born to the side of his guts, but he came to his senses.