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Chapter 115

The words of the monks of the Zongmen seemed to be polite, but in fact, they carried a sense of superiority that should be taken for granted.

Mu Feng withdrew his consciousness from afar, turned around and looked at the young monk who was the leader.

His eyes were calm, and he didn't release any coercion from his body.

But at the moment when their eyes met, the young monk felt as if he was being targeted by an ancient beast.

My own flesh and blood became stiff, and the movement of spiritual power also became blocked.

Dou Da's cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and his heart seemed to stop beating in the next moment.

The abnormalities that appeared on the young monk were quickly noticed by the other five people.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Everyone be alert! There is an enemy attack!"

"Where's the jade slip? Crush the jade slip quickly, and ask Master to come again!"

The surroundings were noisy and chaotic, and panic permeated the four directions.

These sect disciples who went out to practice could feel that something was wrong, but they didn't know where it came from.

Mu Feng slowly withdrew his eyes, concealed the disappointment in his heart, and disappeared in place with a flash of his figure.

Whether it's from his own investigation or from the words of the surrounding monks, he can judge an established fact.

A group of strong men in the Faxiang Realm have left here with their elite disciples.

Although the younger sister was not found, the harvest of Mu Feng's trip was extremely important.

At least, he now knows that his sister is alive and well, and that the other party is in the cultivation sect in the Tianji Lingyu.

As long as you put in the effort to find her, you will be able to find her.

Knowing that his sister has become a monk now, Mu Feng was very happy for her.

It was not until a long time after Mu Feng's figure disappeared that the area above the palace gradually restored order.

Many monks only felt a false alarm.

While letting go of the big stone in my heart, I also felt that what happened just now was a bit funny, and I scared myself.

Only the young monk who spoke to Mu Feng at the end knew clearly in his heart that people like himself had already stepped into the gate of hell with half of their feet before.

Just one thought from that monk in the mundane place, and everyone in this area will die.

Thinking of this, his palms couldn't help trembling greatly.

Cold sweat soaked his underwear.

He stood there blankly, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

……

Inside the Jiuzhong Pavilion, the lobby on the first floor.

The lights illuminate every corner brightly, and the atmosphere in the hall is also very prosperous.

Under the series of changes tonight, the Jiuzhongge team did not suffer any damage.

Not only that, they also earned a wave of fame and fortune.

The pavilion master has not yet returned, and everyone gathered in the hall, waiting patiently.

Everyone was discussing the battle situation tonight in whispers, their emotions were high and their saliva was flying everywhere.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, the most central area presents a strange tranquility.

Gong Shuiyao and Lian Qing sat cross-legged in the chair, unmoved by the noise from the outside world, each entered a shallow level of cultivation.

Song Jin'er sipped her tea slowly, her beautiful eyes staring at the wooden door of the hall from time to time.

Jing Shuyun was propping her chin on the edge of the table, staring at the little girl sitting beside her, her face full of inquiry.

At this moment, Xia Zhihui, although she has not completely escaped from the phantom array, her consciousness is no longer as vague as before.

At least, she already knew that something was wrong with her father.

The entire royal manor turned into a battlefield. Countless people died on the battlefield, but he survived well.

In everyone's own mind.

The wooden door of the hall was pushed open, and a tall and tall figure walked in slowly.

"Pavilion Lord!"

"Brother Mu!"

"grown ups!"

Voices of excitement or joy surged towards the wooden door of the hall.

Everyone stood up and bowed to the visitor.

Many young and passionate guards showed reverence unabashedly on their faces.

The one who came was naturally Mu Feng.

He simply explained a few words to everyone, and then turned his gaze to Xu Sheng.

"Elder Xu, please take a step to speak."

Xu Sheng also had a smile on his face at first, but after realizing the solemnity in Mu Feng's words, he immediately changed his mind.

He quickly stepped forward and followed Mu Feng, and then the two left the hall on the first floor together.

Once Mu Feng and Xu Sheng left, no one in the pavilion dared to stay where they were and make noise.

Following the Pavilion Master's previous instructions, they began to perform their duties in an orderly manner.

Cao Tai carefully bypassed Jing Shuyun and came to the little princess Xia Zhihui.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the residence to sleep first, it's not peaceful outside now, I'll take you home later."

Xia Zhihui nodded obediently, took Cao Tai by the corner of his clothes, and followed him to another place.

She originally wanted to ask the other party about the previous Pavilion Master's information.

But after thinking about it, I felt that it was better not to say anything.

So he dismissed the idea of ​​speaking.

The main courtyard.

Mu Feng and Xu Sheng sat across the table.

There was a pot of hot tea on the table, but neither of them was in the mood to drink it.

Xu Sheng was the first to speak: "The pavilion master has doubts about the Nanzhou Alliance? Although the old man doesn't know much, I hope to provide some useful information for the pavilion master."

On the way to this courtyard, he had already thought about it carefully.

The only thing that could make the pavilion master feel fluctuating was the matter related to the ten powerful men in the Dharma Aspect Realm.

He has a general understanding of the southern sect forces in Tianji Lingyu, but he doesn't know what the Pavilion Master wants to know?

"Elder Xu, you should know the purpose of my coming to Wangdu City. I found my sister's trace just this night."

"But when she rushed there, she was a step too late. She should be an elite disciple of a sect in a certain area, and she has left the dynasty's land with her master through the teleportation formation."

Mu Feng's statement is concise and to the point.

He doesn't need to appeal to the other party, because he knows that the other party can understand it as soon as he hears it.

Xu Sheng did not live up to the other party's expectations.

After pondering for a while, he opened his mouth again.

"Tonight, there are five sects descending on the Xia Ming Dynasty. The Ji Lei Sect only recruits male disciples, so they can be directly excluded."

"What remains are the four major sects of Chiyang Sect, Flying Star Hall, Jinwu Island, and Zhunti Sect."

"At present, it seems that the probability of the four cases is the same, but the pavilion master discovered that the place where they left was above the palace area, and the scope of the search and investigation should be narrowed down again."

"Coupled with its special feature of the forehead fire mark, it will light a bright light for our investigation direction."

"Pavilion master just hand over this matter to the old man, and I will definitely give you an answer within three days!"

After hearing Xu Sheng's reply, Mu Feng couldn't help sighing in his heart again: Communicating with smart people is easy.

The two communicated again, and Xu Sheng left Jiuzhong Pavilion.

Dispatch troops and generals to start investigation immediately.

Mu Feng, on the other hand, activated the secret formation, concentrating on adjusting his breath.

He intends to truly step into the Realm of Faxiang within these three days.

No matter what information Xu Sheng brings back, he will definitely go to Tianji Lingyu!