Eastern clan.

Main hall.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing, as if a storm was about to come.

Three young men stood in the hall and couldn't help shivering.

"You three, go down."

There was a sound, and the three of them left in a hurry as if they had been pardoned.

After the three people left.

"It is indeed his breath." A voice spoke:

"It should be true."

As the voice faded, the atmosphere became even more solemn.

"The Sword King of Xuanyi Sect!"

At the head of the group, Dongfang Jun spoke slowly, his voice full of murderous intent.

Invisibly, a terrifying storm seemed to be stirred up with it as the center, and the temperature around it dropped accordingly.

"Is there any other useful information?"

"That's all the news that's been spread," a voice said.

"But from what the younger generation of the Eastern Region said, it shouldn't be wrong."

After these words were spoken, the hall fell into deathly silence once again.

This time, the action is on a large scale.

But no one expected this to be the result.

Not only were the descendants of Saint Tiancang not killed.

Instead, the strong men of his Eastern clan were almost all killed.

Especially Hiroshi Togata.

The difficulty and resources required to cultivate a strong person in the late stage of enlightenment are by no means insignificant.

Originally, there shouldn't be any surprises.

But now the result is like this...

Unacceptable.

"Xuanyi Sect."

Dongfang Jun stood up slowly and looked towards the east.

"First, fulfill Elder Hong's last wish. Go and send someone to investigate the strength of Xuanyi Sect."

The message that Dongfang Hong brought back was very simple.

Kill the Xuanyi Sect Sword King and avenge him!

"What should we do with Qin Jiuxiao from Yuntian Holy Land?" an elder asked.

Dongfang Jun took a deep breath.

"If the heir of Tiancang doesn't die, how will I face my ancestors?"

"Send people to keep an eye on Yuntian Holy Land and look for opportunities."

"Next time, there must not be any accidents!"

.......

Flower Spirit Sect.

"Qingyan, are you still thinking about Qin Jiuxiao?"

The leader of the Hualing Sect pushed the door open, walked in, looked at Liu Qingyan who was sitting in front of the window, and asked.

Liu Qingyan nodded lightly, as if recalling something, with a gleam in his eyes.

But soon, her expression darkened, and she sighed:

"After this trip, I'm afraid we may never meet again."

Seeing this, the leader of the Hualing Sect also sighed.

"Qin Jiuxiao is already a candidate for the Holy Son. He is a handsome man, and now he has inherited the teachings of Saint Tiancang."

"In the near future, he will secure the throne of the Holy Son."

"It's not easy to grasp such a talent."

Hearing this, Liu Qingyan's face became even more worried, and his eyes looked:

"Master, how should I do this?"

"The key lies in you." The leader of the Hualing Sect pointed out.

"In my place?"

Liu Qingyan looked a little puzzled and said:

"Please enlighten me, Master."

Upon seeing this, the leader of Hualing Sect said:

"During the time you were with him, what happened? Did you observe his reactions? Do you know his preferences?"

Liu Qingyan seemed to have thought of something, and her face turned a little red:

"Mr. Qin, he has some habits that are different from others. He mentioned it to me before, but..."

"You refused, right?" said the leader of the Hualing Sect.

Liu Qingyan nodded: "I think it's a bit strange, just..."

"That's it." The leader of the Hualing Sect looked outside and sighed:

"When you practice cultivation, you have no choice. Sometimes, in order to gain something, you have to make some sacrifices."

"You have to make your own judgment. You have to make a choice between what you gain and what you sacrifice."

Liu Qingyan seemed to gain something from listening to these words, but soon a look of helplessness appeared on his face.

"Unfortunately, the opportunity has been missed now."

Seeing this, the leader of Hualing Sect consoled him:

"Don't worry. I will discuss this with the elders and try my best to create another opportunity for you to meet."

After a pause, the leader of Hualing Sect reminded:

"Whether you can grasp it or not, the future development of the sect is in your hands."

After saying this, the leader of the Hualing Sect looked at Liu Qingyan eagerly.

Liu Qingyan bit her lip and nodded slightly:

"Master, I understand."

.......

Another day has passed.

I thought about what Mu Fan said about forging.

Lu Changzhi got up and went to find Cang Wenyu.

After searching for a while, I found nothing.

I was planning to ask Xu Kun.

There was no one there.

"Haven't you finished your training yet?"

Looking up at the sky, Lu Changzhi shook his head slightly.

This is the third day.

Forget it, I can only ask again when I get back.

Back at Yinyuan Peak, Gu Chen and Qin Li had already finished planting trees.

Only Mu Fan has not come out yet and is still accepting the inheritance.

I asked about the situation and everything is fine, but it still needs some time.

That afternoon, Mu Fan walked out of the ruins.

"This saint's legacy is truly remarkable."

Mu Fan's face was full of satisfaction.

"Tell me, what did you get?"

Lu Changzhi asked with a smile.

"a lot of."

Mu Fan thought for a moment:

"The Saint Tian Cang is good at wind and concealment, followed by formations, and has many things in various aspects."

"But this is still what I am most satisfied with."

After the voice fell, Mu Fan shouted softly:

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As soon as he finished speaking, two huge green wind wings appeared behind Mu Fan.

With his wings spread, he flew into the air.

"Congratulations, Brother Mu."

Gu Chen heard the noise, walked out of the yard, and spoke with a smile.

Qin Li also came out, glanced at Mu Fan's wind wings, and said:

"For escaping?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Fan decisively replied:

"How is that possible? This is called pulling. Do you understand what pulling means?"

As the voice fell, the wings behind Mu Fan shook again.

I saw a flash of green light, and in a moment it circled several times in the air.

"Junior Brother Mu's speed is getting faster and faster." Gu Chen sighed softly.

Originally, that speed was already far beyond his own, and now with the addition of the wind wings, he estimated that it would be difficult for anyone at the same level to catch up with Mu Fan.

At this time, Mu Fan put away his wind wings and returned to Lu Changzhi.

"This was left behind by Senior Tian Cang. Master, please take a look and see if you find anything that appeals to you."

Seeing this, Lu Zhangzhi took the ring.

There are indeed quite a few things left, and they are all of good quality.

However, Lu Changzhi just took a look at it and returned the ring to Mu Fan.

After all, it is a legacy for Mu Fan.

Mu Fan was not surprised by this.

After taking back the ring, Mu Fan said:

"The inheritance has been taken. I will go inside and find a suitable place for myself."

After saying that, Mu Fan flashed into the ruins.

.........

The remains of the sky and the edge.

After several days, the crack still did not disappear.

At this moment, there was suddenly a breath coming out from within.