Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

At the foot of the mountain...what could make Liu Mu make such a cry?

Everyone gradually felt that something was wrong with Liu Mu's expression. His eyes were red and tears seemed to be gathering.

Feng Feiyang knew Liu Mu's temperament very well. He had experienced a lot when he was a child, so he developed a temper that was both sensitive and stubborn.

He remembered that once during his training, Liu Mu accidentally rolled off a cliff and had to rest in bed for half a month before he could get out of bed.

That time, Liu Mu didn't even scream.

Feng Feiyang turned around and saw a figure walking towards the mountain on the mountain road.

When the old man and the monks brought by Feng Feiyang saw this figure, they couldn't help but secretly sigh: What a grace!

The visitor's skin is as good as snow, and he looks in his prime when he is seventeen or eighteen years old. His movements and gestures give people the feeling of being relegated from the world. If you don't look closely, he seems to be integrated with the surrounding scenery. Unlike ordinary people, they should live in heaven.

"Who is this person..."

Feng Feiyang frowned slightly, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

As the figure got closer and closer, everyone suddenly heard a muffled sound. They turned around and saw that Liu Mu had knelt on the ground at some point, his cheek deeply pressed to the ground, motionless.

"Brother Pastor Liu, why are you doing this!"

Feng Feiyang felt increasingly uneasy.

Liu Mu naturally did not respond.

In a blink of an eye, the figure had already arrived in front of everyone, gently bent down and patted Liu Mu on the head a few times.

"Get up."

Fang Chen smiled.

Only then did Liu Mu stand up. His whole body was trembling and tears could not stop flowing from his eyes.

Fang Chen stared at him, as if he saw the mute boy covered in pustules decades ago.

After decades of growth, the other party has also become a monk with strong cultivation.

The twelfth level of Qi refining, if it were placed in the Great Xia of the past, it would be enough to make the people look up to it.

The old man and the others had already noticed something was wrong. He and Feng Feiyang looked at each other, then took a deep breath, cupped their fists and said:

"I wonder if your Excellency is..."

"In the dust below, I am the former headmaster of the Qingzhou Sword Sect."

Fang Chen smiled and cupped his hands.

Feng Feiyang's legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees on the spot. Fortunately, he was now a foundation-building monk and could still control his emotions properly.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Feng Feiyang looked at Fang Chen and quietly moved behind him.

The old man who happened to be facing Fang Chen had no chance to make such a small move.

His body was slightly stiff and his expression was dull. It took him several breaths to come back to his senses, and he seemed to be happy and said:

"It turns out that senior is Headmaster Fang, so junior is really right to visit today!"

"Since we are destined to meet each other, come with me to the mountain and sit for a while."

Fang Chen smiled.

After that, he continued walking towards the mountain, Liu Mu followed closely behind him. He wiped away his tears, and there was a hint of joy in his numb eyes.

The old man and Feng Feiyang looked at each other and began to hesitate. Should they turn around and run away, or follow them up the mountain?

After hesitating for a few breaths, the old man sighed helplessly, lowered his head and walked towards the mountain.

Feng Feiyang was a little restless and struggling in his heart. He suddenly said to one of his subordinates:

"Go and inform the little prince."

"yes……"

The subordinate couldn't wait and turned around to rush down the mountain. As soon as he turned around, he immediately fell to the ground and died.

Feng Feiyang trembled. He was a master at the ninth level of Qi Refining. In the world of cultivation, as long as he didn't reach the foundation building level, even if he was at the 12th level of Qi Refining, he wouldn't be killed with one move.

Now, he didn't even see who did it, but he knew in his heart who did it...

Feng Feiyang took a deep breath, did not dare to hesitate anymore, and led the people to run towards the mountain.

If you go down the mountain, you will die, but if you go up the mountain, there is still a glimmer of life!

Fang Chen walked and looked at the surrounding scenery. In just a few decades, he saw Mu Qi from the Qingzhou Sword Sect.

This is a sign of a sect that is about to die.

The huge sect site no longer has much atmosphere of monks. The former disciples of the Sword Sect have either left or died of old age.

If there is no new blood to fill the gap, it will lead to the current situation.

Fang Chen just sighed a little, and he didn't have too many thoughts about the final outcome of the Qingzhou Sword Sect.

This is a place that has nothing to do with him, so why should he worry about it? Here, there are only two people, Ye Wenxiu and Liu Mu, who have some causal involvement with him.

Everyone quickly entered the mountain gate of the Qingzhou Sword Sect. When passing by a spiritual field, they happened to see a middle-aged man working barefoot in the field.

When he heard the noise and looked up to see Liu Mu, he was immediately surprised and said: "Brother Pastor Liu, you are back!"

But then, he saw Feng Feiyang and others again, and immediately showed a mixture of shock and anger:

"Feng Feiyang, how dare you return to the Qingzhou Sword Sect!"

Normally, Feng Feiyang would have scolded him, or he would have killed him with a sword. Now he just lowered his head and did not dare to speak, or even look at him.

The man in the field thought that Liu Mu had been kidnapped, so he immediately took out a jade slip and crushed it, and saw a flash of green light rising into the sky.

Not long after, monks rushed towards here one after another, about twenty in twos and threes.

Their cultivation levels are between the third and tenth levels of Qi refining.

They were all overjoyed to see Liu Mu, but when they saw Feng Feiyang and others, their eyes were shocked and angry, and their expressions were very solemn and solemn.

Soon, an old man who looked to be in his sixties came over with his hands behind his back. Although he was at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, his mental appearance looked a little haggard.

"Headmaster."

Dozens of the remaining monks of the Qingzhou Sword Sect clasped their fists and bowed to the old man.

Ye Wenxiu didn't say a word, but looked at Feng Feiyang solemnly:

"Feng Feiyang, since you have betrayed the Qingzhou Sword Sect, why are you still being aggressive towards your former brothers?"

Feng Feiyang did not dare to be silent anymore and quickly forced out a smile: "Senior Brother Ye, you misunderstood. I am here today to apologize..."

apologize?

Ye Wenxiu was stunned, and then looked at Liu Mu. He thought Liu Mu was being kidnapped by the other party. Suddenly, his eyes stopped and fell on Fang Chen. At this sight, his beard was trembling with excitement.

While everyone was confused, Ye Wenxiu stepped forward quickly, raised his skirt and knelt down to kowtow:

"Wen Xiu, meet the master!"

The master who is in charge?

Dozens of monks from the Qingzhou Sword Sect looked at each other, their eyes gradually becoming horrified. Could it be that the young man in front of them was actually the Headmaster Fang who was rumored to have been missing for decades! ?

They did not dare to neglect and knelt down one after another to kowtow.

Also kneeling down were Feng Feiyang and the monks he brought.

The old man only hesitated for a moment and then knelt on the ground.

How could he not understand that the person in front of him heard everything and saw everything.

"Master, Wen Xiu is unfilial. The Qingzhou Sword Sect has long since declined in Wen Xiu's hands. Wen Xiu failed to keep this family fortune for Master..."

Ye Wenxiu kept kowtowing.

Fang Chen waved his hand gently, and a gentle force slowly lifted Ye Wenxiu up.

"The Qingzhou Sword Sect is not my family business. The fact that you can keep it till now means that your experience over the years is enough. From now on, you little guys will have another place to go."