Start Refining A Sect

Chapter 114 Return

“Um?”

Wang Mu felt a look from a distance.

The person watching him turned out to be the Sect Leader of the Feihong Sect, with extremely complicated eyes.

Yu Wenxuan approached him and whispered:

“One thing, you may not know, Lu Chongyou is the grandson of Ling Jian.”

The meaning of this sentence is very subtle.

Although Wang Mu won the highest glory for Feihongzong, he killed Sect Leader’s grandson.

The mood of this Sect Leader should be the most mixed up in the audience, right?

“Oh, no wonder.”

Wang Mu shrugged, ignoring the look.

Now that he has a big brother from Hezhou as his backer, he dare not even touch himself by the Promise Dao Sect, let alone the Feihong Sect.

“But having said that, I don’t know what happened to Xiao Tao.”

Wang Mu and Yu Wenxuan chat, unable to join the lively banquet, just want to return to Chijian Peak with all their heart.

Yu Wenxuan glanced at him, and she thought about a piece of it, but she was worried about Grandpa Own.

“Grandpa Gold Core’s robbery is coming soon, I don’t know what’s going on now, I really want to go back and have a look.”

“If Xiao Tao knew that I won the Azure God Pill for her, she would definitely die of happiness, right?”

“Grandpa knows that I won the top spot, and he will drink three pots happily!”

The two looked at each other and suddenly felt like they had a common sustenance. After two years of war, apart from exhaustion, pain and honor, they all wanted to return to Chijian Peak as soon as possible.

Maybe this is the so-called sense of belonging, but it is not only a sense of belonging, but also related to some secrets that can only be said when returning to Chijianfeng.

“When I return to Sect, I will tell you the ins and outs of Chijian Peak.”

Yu Wenxuan stared at Wang Mu with her beautiful black and white eyes.

This trip to the mountain was mysterious, and it took two years in a hurry.

The two were ups and downs in the sea of ​​blood, climbing vines, rushing into the spiritual formation, and in the end they were still in the sea of ​​fire, breaking their magical powers, and forging a lot of friendship.

Those secrets that can’t be said, the time has come to be revealed.

…

Nothing lasts forever.

Even the god-tier banquet that is the first of the three thousand Sects in the mountain temple will eventually end.

The officials from Kyushu chatted a few words each, and turned into a dragon without seeing the end and disappearing in the Shiwan Dashan Mountain.

Before leaving, Master Qiu from Hezhou took out three dark gold tokens carved with alien beasts and gave them to the three of Wang Mu.

“Before the Lantern Festival next year, this official will send an envoy to Sect to pick you up. Anything during this period will be dealt with as soon as possible. This is the Kyushu Pass.”

It is said that in Kyushu, everyone has Spiritual Roots, and the people can cultivate.

Every citizen who grows up to cultivate the first Spiritual Qi must go to the government to purchase the Kyushu Pass. Adults who do not have the Kyushu Pass will be expelled from Kyushu and exiled to the wild land.

Wang Mu looked at the Kyushu permit in his hand, but his eyes seemed to fall into deeper thinking.

If you say that you can only enter Kyushu if you have a Kyushu pass…

How did his father go to Kyushu, or did he not go at all?

“… Wang Mu? Wang Mu! What are you thinking about, I’m leaving now!”

Wang Mu woke up suddenly.

Just thinking about it, I actually entered a mysterious state of comprehension.

“You are so strange that you have been in a daze for several days!”

Guan Feiyan waved in front of him, curious and authentic.

Wang Mu’s eyes condensed:

“a few days?”

He glanced around and found that the Mountain Temple Fair was over long ago.

The mountain mysterious environment has also disappeared, and the major Sect Leaders drove the formation, turned into a sky full of visions, and returned to Sect.

Guan Feiyan blinked at him and said softly:

“I have returned to the Royal Beast Sect. If I have time, I will come to the Royal Beast Sect. I will introduce my Big Brother Big sis to you.”

“Um.”

Wang Mu nodded.

At this time, Feihongzong disciples also gathered here.

All the disciples stared at Wang Mu and Yu Wenxuan with godlike gazes. They did not know the source of entanglement within Sect. They only knew that they had won glory for Sect, so they cast their worship and admiration eyes.

This is the most intuitive benefit of being a strong person.

As long as the strength is strong, it can be admired by thousands of people and countless worshipped eyes.

At this moment, Ling Jian walked over and said:

“Wake up? It’s time to go back to Sect.”

Just now he saw Wang Mu fell into enlightenment, and did not interrupt him. At this time, the hand seals were offering a sword formation, and the formation of a spirit sword of thousands of feet suddenly rose into the sky!

It’s just that the returned formation is not like when it came.

Because of the absence of Big Brother Lu Zhongyou, a formation suddenly collapsed, and the formation tended to fall apart.

“Oops! The formation is breaking up!”

“I don’t have enough strength to support the formation.”

“How to do?”

When everyone was in a panic, a purple thunder light shot up into the sky. Wang Mu took out the psychic scabbard and gave a soft drink. Numerous sword Restrictions flew out, filling the gap in the formation.

All the disciples looked around and saw that Wang Mu was covered in thunder, like a god, and couldn’t help taking a deep breath, and there was endless admiration in his heart!

“Unexpectedly, our Feihong Sect has such a master!”

“It’s a pity that Senior Brother Lu died in Ying Tianming’s hands, otherwise my Feihong Sect would be really proud.”

“Fortunately, Brother Wang has killed Ying Tianming and avenged Senior Brother Lu.”

These disciples were whispering.

How do they know the personal grievances between Lu Chongyou and Wang Mu, and the new and old hatred along the way?

In the eyes of outsiders, it was Ying Tianming who had lost his sanity when he was transformed into a dragon in the first place.

Yu Wenxuan and Wang Mu looked at each other and smiled.

Often the truth of the facts is contrary to what people say, but this corresponds to a sentence. The truth is often in the hands of a few people.

Including Ling Jian, after asking many disciples, including other Sect disciples.

Everyone said that it was Ying Tianming who turned into the Dragon Empress and personally threw Lu Chongyou into the Nanming Lihuo Cauldron.

Regarding this, although Ling Jianzheng felt heartbroken, he was relieved a lot.

…

The spirit sword array soon arrived at the Feihong Sect realm and stopped outside the Feihong Hall.

Wang Mu and Yu Wenxuan jumped out of the formation, said goodbye to Sect Leader cupped hands, and flew towards Chijian Peak.

Watching the two leave, Ling Jian sighed and walked towards the Feihong Hall.

At this time, there are five powerful Elders from the Cultivation Base in the Feihong main hall. Two of them are the Gold Core early stage, and the other three are the Foundation Building Dzogchen. It only takes one step to attract the Gold Core tribulation.

These five people were waiting in the main hall, and when they saw the real person Ling Jian, they showed their excitement!

“Big brother! I heard that my Feihongzong is the top spot in this year’s ranking? Did you revisit the top spot?”

“Great, Feihong Sect has not been at the top of the temple fair in many years… I don’t know the Jinghong Sword Sect, and I don’t even recognize us as the next sect.”

“Remember that when we were still disciples, Feihong Sect was the top ten Supreme Sword Sect in the hundred thousand mountains!”

As everyone said, they seemed to have returned to a glorious era, their eyes filled with excitement.

Real Ling Jian shook his head:

“Reyou has been killed, and Ying Tianming has also died in the secret realm. The people who won the top of the temple fair are the two disciples of Chijianfeng.”

Everyone’s faces were astonished, as if struck by lightning.

Someone thought they had heard it wrong, and asked again:

“You mean… the two disciples of Chi Jianfeng?”

Ling Jian nodded:

“One is the baby girl brought back by the Third Junior Brother, and the other is the kid who worshipped Chijian Peak three years ago.”

Yuwenzhen is the third Elder of Feihongzong, who is the third junior in Ling Jianzhen’s population.

The Elder looked at each other in disbelief.

“How is it possible? How can Ying Tianming’s opponent be based on a spiritual weapon?”