Five days later, under the non-stop rush, Li Mu rushed back to the mountain wall where he went out that day.

After he took out the sect token and pasted it on the mountain wall, he entered the light gate that appeared on the mountain wall.

Half an hour later, the "Ten Thousand Rank Cold Stone" that tested him that day appeared in front of Li Mu's eyes. He had the heart to try it again to see how many stone ladders he could hold on to after Yuan Li melted. However, he also understood that the most important thing at the moment was to rush back to the sect first and hand over the task. After the rest, there is a chance to come here for a trial.

He paused in front of the "Ten Thousand Steps Cold Stone" and then turned his head and walked to the stone staircase up the mountain.

A few hours later, Li Mu rushed to the mission pavilion located on the third floor of Xuanxiao Peak.

He walked up to the disciple who was in charge of the handover in the mission pavilion, took off the wooden box on his back, took out the sect token, put it in front of the disciple and said, "Senior Brother Lao has notified the master of this task to come and check the firethorn grass. ”

The disciple took his sect token, and after seeing the word "Li Mu" engraved on it, he glanced at him with a peculiar expression. The disciple then took out a sound transmission jade cylinder and passed the news of Li Mu to the mission master. Seeing Li Mu's torn and unkempt appearance, he asked with some curiosity, "Presumably Your Excellency is the famous Pastor Brother Li." Junior brother must have suffered a lot on this trip, you have only been in the industry for a year, and you are not good at cultivation, but why do you take this risk to take on this task?"

Li Mu knew that he knew his identity after looking at his sect token. As for the reason why he became "famous", I am afraid it is because of the help of Lingmu.

Naturally, he wouldn't tell this person that he urgently needed spirit stone cultivation, so he took on this task, and only said lightly: "Senior brother's qualifications are dull, and no matter how hard he cultivates, it will have no effect, so he has to go out and experience one or two in order to break through." Although this trip was thrilling, I was quite lucky, but I didn't encounter any real danger, thank you for your concern. ”

When the disciple saw that he didn't look like he was going to eat oil and salt, he closed his mouth in a daze and said nothing.

Li Muben didn't want to talk to him too much, and when he didn't speak, he closed his eyes and waited.

About a tea hour later, the person who had issued the task arrived.

This person is a monk who mainly cultivates fire-based exercises, but he has an extremely feminine appearance. His face was extremely pale, his eyes were slender, his eyebrows were raised downward, and the whole person gave people an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

As if he felt the breath of the firethorn grass in the wooden box in Li Mu's hand, a trace of fiery color flashed in his eyes when he looked at the wooden box.

He walked quickly to Li Mu and asked, "I haven't asked this junior brother for his name, can you be willing to sell all these firethorn grasses to me?"

Li Mu noticed that although this person was moving extremely fast, he still couldn't hide the unnaturalness of his left foot, and his left foot seemed to be disabled. And this person spoke quickly, but his voice was extremely hoarse, which made people very uncomfortable to hear.

Facing this strange fellow senior brother, Li Mu did not show a trace of abnormality on his face, and he replied: "Under Li Mu." This time, I went out to look for medicine, and obtained a total of fifty-seven firethorn grasses, if the senior brother is interested, he will take it at the price of one spirit stone. ”

The strange man had been smiling and looking at Li Mu, looking very sincere and waiting for his answer. When he heard the word "Li Mu", the smile on his face became even bigger, and there was contempt in his eyes.

After Li Mu finished speaking, the smile on the corner of his mouth became extremely kind. He said to Li Mu in an exaggerated tone: "It turned out to be Pastor Li's brother, it's really disrespectful." Since the junior brother wants to sell all these firethorn grasses to me for the price of a spirit stone, then the senior brother will be disrespectful, thank you junior brother. ”

After he finished speaking, Li Mu only felt an irresistible force coming, and the wooden box in his hand flew into this person's hand out of thin air. Immediately afterwards, this person threw a spirit stone on the ground in front of Li Mu and looked at him with a smile.

Li Mu took a deep breath and asked, "Is Senior Brother playing tricks on me?"

The strange man coughed suddenly, and then said with a red face: "Senior brother is really good at laughing, how can senior brother play tricks on you for no reason." According to the rules of this sect, old disciples have always wanted to bring new disciples. It's too late for Senior Brother to 'love' you, how can he deliberately harm you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, this person seemed to be unable to help but laugh.

Li Mu only felt a surge of hot blood rush to his head, making him almost unable to help but punch the distorted face in front of him. However, when the wooden box was taken away just now, he was powerless to fight back, let alone fight to the death.

He was not impulsive, nor did he question him angrily. He turned his head and calmly said to the mission pavilion disciple, "It's your mission pavilion's duty to manage such forcible buying and selling, right?"

The disciple looked at him sympathetically and said with a wry smile: "Senior brother doesn't know, Senior Brother Ma's father is the current mission pavilion master Ma Huayuan's uncle, so the mission pavilion ban is ...... for Senior Brother Ma."

Senior Brother Nama held the wooden box containing the firethorn grass in his arms, looked at him with a sneer, and let the mission pavilion disciple tell his secrets.

Li Mu knew what was happening today, and he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to get justice, and if he continued to fight, it was just a humiliation for himself. Therefore, a peculiar smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and after thanking the mission pavilion disciple with a fist, he lowered his head and picked up the spirit stone that the man surnamed Ma had thrown on the ground.

He turned his head, looked at the feminine man seriously, and said with a smile: "Since Senior Brother likes this firethorn grass, then just take it." It's just that I haven't invited my brother to name yet, and if my brother has any questions in the future, I will have to visit my brother or two. ”

After listening to Li Mu's words, the smile on the corner of the man's mouth became more meaningful, and after he took a closer look at Li Mu's face, he let out a sigh of admiration and an inexplicable sigh from his mouth, and then walked out of the door.

Then the moment he walked out of the door, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Li Mu. He stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and said to Li Mu: "I, Ma Chuyuan, am waiting for you to take revenge." After speaking, without waiting for Li Mu to answer, he walked out of the door of the Mission Pavilion.

Li Mu squinted his eyes and carefully wrote down the name.

Immediately, he turned his head to look at the disciple of the Mission Pavilion and said to him lightly, "Please ask Senior Brother to cancel the record of this mission for me." ”

The disciple didn't show any pity this time, he just marked Li Mu's sect token at the task announcement list, and then a faint light flashed, and he handed the token back to Li Mu.

Li Mu took the token and thanked him, then left the Mission Pavilion and returned to his residence.

Li Mu returned to his hut where he had been absent for more than half a month, lit candles, and sat at the table.

He took off the evil sword behind him, pulled out the blade, and wiped it carefully.

Half an hour later, the blade of the sword had been wiped by him, and there was no trace of smudge. But his hand still caressed the cold blade back and forth. The steel-forged sword was bent under his hands, and it groaned in an overwhelmed manner.

Just when the sword was about to be unable to withstand the strength of Li Mu's hand and was about to break in two, he slowly withdrew his wiping left hand.

The moment the blade of the sword was withdrawn from his left hand, it suddenly bounced and slammed into the table, shattering the rather solid table. The candle on the table fell to the floor, and the room was plunged into darkness.

Li Mu lifted the Evil Sword, suddenly stood up, used his body method, and floated away from the house.

In a corner of the second layer of the huge Xuanxiao Peak, Li Mu danced by himself with a sword, repeating over and over again the "stinging bee swordsmanship" of "straight stabbing", "horizontal stabbing", "stabbing stab", "turning stabbing" and other sword methods.

The big tree outside Li Mu's house has sparsely grown some leaves in this month. The thin moonlight shine through these leaves and hit Li Mu's body, showing a mottled light and shadow effect.

There was a sudden wind in the court.

In the whistling sound of the long sword in Li Mu's hand, a faint red light gradually emanated. The red light grew brighter and thicker, and slowly, the red light overflowed the outside of the sword.

One-inch, two-inch, three-inch......

Li Mujian danced without stopping, the red light was enchanting and strange, as if it had embarrassed the moon and made it hide behind the thick clouds.

One hour, two hours, three hours......

Li Mu's figure is getting faster and faster, and "chasing the wind" has been used by him to the extreme.

In the darkness, only a red light was seen walking around the tree at a very fast speed, constantly flickering.

The true qi in Li Mu's body was continuously injected into his limbs, especially on the Evil Sword, which had a large amount of true qi attached.

If the true qi on this sword is vented at this time, I am afraid that cutting down this giant tree in front of me will only be a matter of raising your hand.

But he didn't want to cut down trees, he wanted to kill!

The murderous aura in his heart accumulated little by little, dyeing his sword light red!

Li Mu's footsteps suddenly became disordered, and there seemed to be a problem in his body technique.

But he didn't care, the sword in his hand kept dancing, but his footsteps suddenly stepped on the main trunk of the giant tree!

The soles of his feet were really angry, helping him step by step, to the top of the giant tree!

The moon behind the clouds showed its head again, staining Li Mu's body with a layer of silver frost.

At the top of the tree, the breeze is blowing.

The distant Hehan stars, the dark buildings in front of him, and the dead leaves and trees under him all seemed to have disappeared in front of Li Mu's eyes.

The flame burning in his eyes suddenly went out, and there was nothing.

Listening to the whisper of the wind, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly under the sword light.

Then, the soles of his feet suddenly stepped into the air, and from a height of more than ten feet, he fell straight down!

But his eyes were determined, his true qi surged, and in a short period of time, he seemed to be stepping on the wind, and for a few breaths, his figure was completely still, no longer falling. He stood upright in the air without a place to belong. For the first time, he stood five feet above the ground!

A moment later, he turned in the air, sword in both hands, and fell to the ground.

His true qi poured out from the tip of the sword, holding his body tightly and not falling directly to the ground.

And the tip of his evil sword is still more than a foot above the ground!

Aqua blue true qi flowed from under his sword, holding his body straight up.

And dissipating the true qi more than a foot outside the weapon means that he, in the early stage of innocence, has broken through!

A confident smile appeared on the corner of Li Mu's mouth, and he slowly fell to the ground and stood still. He muttered: "Ma Chuyuan, in three years, I will kill you!"