Just as Xia Mu was pondering, not far away, the red glow rose, and then a horse train crossed through the void, the red light shone on the sky, dyeing pieces of red clouds.

Xia Mu was surprised, what kind of person is that, the pomp and circumstance are not small, just rolling up the red glow like this, is it for fear that others will not know about his existence, but dare to act in such a high-profile manner in wartime, the other party's cultivation is probably not weak.

"That should be...... Most of the followers of the Chihongsan people were passing by here, preparing to rush to the Qiankun Holy Courtyard. Someone whispered, seemingly very jealous.

According to everyone's discussions, Xia Mu learned that some of the powerhouses in the scattered cultivation had sent their followers to various places to collect materials in recent days, preparing to refine a few more self-defense weapons to deal with future wars.

Because once they enter the war, there is no time to prepare for them.

Is Chihong Sanren very powerful, Xia Mu shook his head, he hadn't heard of it, most of them had only risen in the past few years.

The red light is long, like a thin veil, enveloping the mountains and rivers, and there is an inexplicable warmth, which makes people seem to be bathed in the sun.

Is this really just a follower? Xia Mu was a little surprised, he should already be a high-level cultivator at the level of the Immortal Realm, but this person's actions were a bit high-profile, and he looked careless.

"The fox is fake and the tiger is mighty. Someone secretly sneered and whispered, obviously a little dissatisfied, and at the same time a little jealous.

"Brother Dao, please be cautious, don't be listened to by him, but he is indeed very lucky to be able to become a follower of the Chihong Sanren, otherwise it would be impossible for him to enter the realm so quickly. A pale-haired old man from the Shentai Realm said.

Xia Mu was a little curious, and asked about the situation of the Chihong Sanren, one of his followers was so jealous?

As soon as the words fell, the people around him looked at him strangely, with strange expressions on their faces.

"This Daoist brother must not be a native monk in Dongzhou, otherwise how could he not have heard of the deeds of the Chihong Sanren. The old man of the Shentai Realm smiled.

Soon, Xia Mu figured out the details of the Chihongsan people, and when these people mentioned it, they were all extremely careful.

Chihong Sanren came from a powerful family in Cangyun Prefecture, but because he accidentally killed a descendant of the family, he was expelled from Cangyun Prefecture, and then he was exiled to Dongzhou.

The cultivation of the Chihong Sanren is not high, but the opportunity is not small, a chance accident actually allowed him to get the inheritance left by a strong man in the immortal realm, and then the Chihong Sanren relied on the inheritance, and the cultivation went all the way up, in just a dozen years, from an unknown fetal palace realm monk to the current immortal consummation.

After some understanding, Xia Mu said goodbye to a few people around him, his body spread, and he followed behind the followers of the Chihong Sanren from a distance, since the other party was going to the Qiankun Holy Courtyard, it was just right to "go all the way".

Half a month later, he returned to the Qiankun Holy Courtyard and found that it was very lively, and many people came, all of whom came from all over the world to cultivate.

There was a lot of buzz here, and many people were talking about which of the people who came to join the Qiankun Sacred Academy, which of the people who came to join the Qiankun Sacred Academy's scattered cultivation were the most powerful and could get the attention of the Qiankun Sacred Academy.

Strange, how could there be so few disciples in the Qiankun Holy Academy? Xia Mu was a little puzzled.

Subsequently, other people's discussions made him understand that because most of the disciples of the Qiankun Holy Academy had followed Feng Qingyun to the eastern battlefield and had not yet returned, the number of disciples who stayed in the academy at this time was not as large as the number of scattered cultivators who came from all over the world.

"Alas, it's a pity, Senior Sister Han Xuan and they are not here, otherwise how dare these guys be so arrogant, they are really unwilling!"

Because the cultivation of the disciples of the Qiankun Holy Academy who stayed behind now was generally not high, so in the face of scattered cultivation from all over the world, they had to swallow their anger and make some concessions at some times.

Xia Muda expected from the beginning that there would inevitably be some friction and contradictions between the scattered cultivators and the sect disciples, but as long as the other party did not go too far, he would definitely not interfere, after all, this kind of thing can help for a while, but it can't help for a lifetime, and in the end, he still has to rely on himself.

There is no need to think about it, this level must be passed by themselves, and if they don't experience the feeling of being despised today, they won't redouble their efforts to cultivate in the future. Provided, of course, that they can survive this state war.

"Alas, it really makes people feel a little aggrieved, this is obviously the dojo of our Qiankun Holy Academy, why are these scattered cultivators now having the face of a master, and they dare to support me at will. ”

"Who told me that my skills are not as good as others, if Senior Sister Han Xuan is here, as long as one person is enough, it will be enough to sweep away these arrogant guys. ”

The disciples of the Qiankun Holy Academy gathered together and discussed, their words were full of helplessness and frustration, in the past, they were definitely superior to others in the face of scattered cultivation, but now they are weak and have to bow to each other in some things.

At the beginning, those casual cultivators were still very restrained, because they didn't want to attract the attention and dissatisfaction of the high-level leaders of the Qiankun Holy Academy, but after gradually finding out the bottom line, many things became more and more unscrupulous.

Mo Wuxin was very unlucky, he had just come down from the mountain, but there was an accident around the corner, his eyes were dark, and he hit someone with a bang.

"How do you walk, do you have long eyes!"

Mo Wuxin was about to retreat, but he felt a pain in his shoulder, and then he was violently pushed out by the person he hit.

The other party did it on purpose!

Di Qing, who was standing behind Mo Wuxin, felt a pang in his heart, stepped forward to catch Mo Wuxin, and took a few steps backwards before he completely unloaded his strength, if he fell to the ground, most of the minor injuries would not be able to run.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Mo Wuxin looked up, and saw a man in black armor staring at him with anger on his face.

Rubbing it, Mo Wuxin was also angry, in fact, both sides were at fault just now, after all, it was the corner of the mountain road, and the responsibility for hitting it couldn't all be on him, and the collision was not very serious, but the other party pushed him that time, and he did give a heavy hand: "This Dao brother, both of us are responsible for the collision just now, but in the end, you pushed me, isn't it a bit too much?"

"You told me?"

Li Wei was furious, and there were two other loose cultivators beside him, and when he heard Li Wei's roar, he also hula and surrounded him.

In the past, when they met the disciples of the Qiankun Holy Academy, they usually had to walk around, but now the situation is different, since it was the other party who bumped into him "first", then they can't blame him for fighting back, right?

Levi's push was actually deliberate, if Mo Wuxin didn't say anything, then he really couldn't make a big deal out of it, but if the other party sent it to the door himself, then he didn't mind teaching the other party a good lesson.