Bai Yueguang, who was dressed as a hero and died prematurely

Chapter 57 Secret
Elder Mu's loving eyes fell on her again, but the eyes seemed to be recalling someone else through her.

Elder Wood has a long voice.

"Before I was kicked out of Fengchu Mountain, Fengwang told me a secret."

"He has glimpsed a secret once. In the future, Fengchu Mountain will suffer disaster because of his soon-to-be-born beloved daughter, and there may be a crisis of the entire family being wiped out."

"I think, after so many years, you are the beloved daughter of the Phoenix King."

Elder Mu hasn't changed much for the first time in more than 3000 years, but at this moment, after telling this secret, he seems to have aged thousands of years all of a sudden.

Ruan Xingzhu was really surprised.

In fact, the original owner is indeed dead, and she is now or because she is not the original owner at all, but the original owner recruited from another world to help her.

Fengchu Mountain must not be destroyed already, if so how would she go home?
Her tone was a little anxious, "Elder Mu, you must know where Fengchu Mountain is, right? Do you know how I can go back there to retrieve my clansman?"

Elder Mu seemed to be having difficulty breathing, his complexion turned black, his skin quickly withered, and he didn't look like a monk at all, as if he became an ordinary person after telling the secret.

Elder Mu fell to the ground, sweating profusely.

Ruan Xingzhu hurried over to hold his arm, and asked worriedly, "Are you all right?"

Elder Mu panted slowly, and answered her last question, "Fengchu, Shan, here, you have to ask, Xiaofeng."

"I kept this, this secret, several years ago, and now, finally, I met him and his descendants, and said, said it, and I can't live anymore. We signed, the contract, the contract."

He paused every word, and it was difficult to speak, basically speaking a word, some blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He looked like an old man in modern times when he was about to die. Ruan Xingzhu touched his arm, feeling that his vitality seemed to be sucked away in an instant.

She was flustered, but she could only quietly listen to the old man's last entrustment.

Ruan Xingzhu understood very well that Elder Mu might be dying, and the last words he wanted to express desperately, she must not interrupt.

Once interrupted, maybe he will go now.

So she quietly listened to Elder Mu's explanation.

"Xiaofeng, yes, I later, there, revisited, picked up, he, has, breath."

After finishing these words with difficulty, he turned his eyes to the sky, "Thank you, Phoenix King, let me, let me live, for so long."

The last word was so light that it could not be heard at all, and it drifted away with the wind, taking Elder Mu with him.

Ruan Xingzhu hurriedly put his hands under Elder Mu's nose, he was not breathing.

That's it, leave?
Ruan Xingzhu was still supporting Elder Mu's arm, but this person was still breathing one second, and then he was out of breath the next second, she was stunned.

After a while, the person dissipated in her hands.

A living monk disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Ruan Xingzhu didn't know Elder Mu very well, and he couldn't say how sad he was, but he suddenly felt very desolate.

The world is so vast, so big, he should tell her where Fengchu Mountain is before leaving! !
After leaving like this, she was asked to run around again to ask Mu Zifeng and Ai.

Ruan Xingzhu looked up at the sky, and suddenly felt as if he had realized something.

This world is so big, and monks are just a drop in the ocean. Why do you want to cultivate, isn't it for the sake of being valuable, and you have to work hard to leave a touch of your own color in this world?
The monks in the world of cultivating immortals work hard and practice desperately, but they just want to live a little longer in the world and let the world remember a moment.

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Happy party.

In this martial art competition, the outer circle disciples were not qualified enough, so they didn't go.

Mu Zifeng was cleaning Elder Mu's room quietly, when he heard a crack, he ran to Elder Mu to do calligraphy, and the tablet belonging to Elder Mu actually shattered.

Mu Zifeng's eyes widened, his heart flustered.

"Elder Wood!"

He was only wearing a white singlet in a panic, and Yu Jian flew directly to the ring in a panic.

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Over there, the leader of the sect, the Zhaoyan sect, first arrived at the scene of the sect competition.

A group of people was so powerful that they occupied the ring.

Chen Li was dressed in blue, calm and relaxed, and carefully checked Yuan Xiong's condition.

He asked, "Do any of you recognize this disciple?"

A member of the Tianyun Sect stepped forward, "This person is a disciple of our sect, and his name is Yuan Xiong."

"Okay, I probably know."

Chen Li's sharp eyes swept over everyone present, "He has been poisoned. If someone among you poisoned him, immediately block the entire venue."

"Don't let anyone in or out again!"

(End of this chapter)