At the same time, outside Qingshan Mountain.

At this time, the sun was shining brightly and it was time for classes to end at noon. Disciples from each peak gathered together in twos and threes and walked on the path among the mountains and forests.

Mu Shanshan is no exception.

Several teenage female disciples surrounded her, chattering and discussing various topics, with a vague feeling of being surrounded by stars.

If it were normal times, Mu Shanshan would be the one who talked the most among the group of people. She was very happy and lively, but today she was uncharacteristically silent, like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost.

The people around me saw it, but their hearts were beating.

What happened to Miss Mu?

Several little sisters glanced at each other subconsciously.

Someone took the initiative to stir up the topic and asked sweetly: "Senior sister, I heard that you went back to Yuzhou City to visit your relatives some time ago?"

"……Um."

"I never saw you telling us in advance, which made us worried for a while."

"Sorry, I was in a hurry and forgot."

Yuzhou City is not only one of the famous cities in Central Continent, but also the place where the Mu family, Mu Shanshan’s mother clan, is located. The current peak leader of Lingyun Peak, Ling Yanghua, is the son-in-law of the Mu family.

This is also the reason why Mu Shanshan’s surname is Mu, rather than taking her father’s surname of Ling.

The Mu family has great business, not only in Zhongzhou, but also in the entire continent.

Although Mu Shanshan's mother passed away early, her uncle doted on her, and since she was the only girl in the Mu family's generation, she often sent any good and novel things to Lingyun Peak.

Therefore, when Peak Master Lingyun announced to the public that she was going home to visit relatives during this period, no one had any doubts.

"Is Yuzhou City fun?" Another little girl came up and asked, "I heard there are many novelties from Dongchu and Nancang there, but I haven't been there yet."

Mu Shanshan couldn't bear it anymore, so she pushed the person away and said irritably: "Why are you asking this? I'm not here to play."

One or two people came to ask, really which pot should not be opened and which pot should be picked up!

She didn't go down the mountain to visit her relatives. She was clearly locked up in solitary confinement for more than half a month by her father! If her second senior brother hadn't interceded for her, she might have been locked up for many more days!

It’s all that Tang Mingdai’s fault!

She said impatiently: "If you want to go to Yuzhou City, you can get a badge from me next time, and you can tell me your name after entering the city -"

As if she felt that her tone was inappropriate, she paused and changed the subject in a slightly abrupt manner: "Aren't you going to have a meal at Shadow Moon Peak? Why don't you go faster? If you wait a little longer, there will be nothing left."

Those who can play with Mu Shanshan are naturally not unknown people in the family, but this kind of pie-in-the-sky advantage cannot be taken advantage of.

"Then thank you, Senior Sister Mu!"

Several people showed joy on their faces and immediately quickened their pace.

But at this moment, a small exclamation suddenly broke out from the crowd behind him.

"Look, what is that?"

The girls paused and glanced back subconsciously.

Mu Shanshan was used to seeing big scenes and was not interested in these developments. She just thought that the bumpkins who had never seen the world were making a fuss, so she didn't take it to heart at all. She only thought about when to secretly go to Mingdai to settle the score.

But after walking out for several steps, she found that her little sisters didn't seem to be following her, so she couldn't help but turn around and said, "You--"

The words stopped abruptly.

Under the bright sun, a burst of blue light suddenly bloomed in the distant sky. In an instant, the heaven and earth shook, thousands of birds flew together, the blue light broke through the sky, and it turned out to be a pillar reaching the sky!

All the disciples were dumbfounded.

"Did someone advance? But it doesn't look like it."

"I feel like we are in a fight. This momentum should have a golden elixir, right?"

"But recently I haven't heard of any of the seniors who major in wood spirit roots have formed elixirs? The green color...could it be the mutated wind spirit roots?"

"Wait, that direction..."

"Is it Qingshan Peak?!"

For a time, the same scene was played out among the peaks.

At the same time, on the main peak.

Inside the main hall.

The leader was originally discussing with others about Penglai Pavilion's visit in a few days, but just in the middle of a sentence, several peak masters and elders stopped in unison.

Silence.

After about a moment, the leader glanced across their faces, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did everyone feel it just now?"

"Someone is killing the inner demon." One of them said in a calm and determined tone, "You are lucky."

"It's rare to see such pure wind spirit roots." On the other side, a middle-aged male cultivator closed his eyes and felt it, but soon frowned.

"This posture seems a bit weird, it doesn't look like a swordsman, but whether it's the moves or the aura of spiritual power, it is indeed the way of my sect's swordsmanship, which is quite strange."

Another person suggested: "Why don't you go and take a look?"

The moment the man finished speaking, the eyes in the palace fell back on the leader again.

As for the reason... although it was not stated clearly, everyone knew it.

This direction is either Sword Tomb or Qingshan Peak.

If it's the former, then it doesn't matter.

After all, there are many magic soldiers in the Sword Tomb, and there are also many disciples of the right age under their Sword Sect. In addition, occasionally outsiders come to ask for swords, and from time to time there will be a "young man asking" drama in the Sword Tomb.

, they have long been used to it.

But if it's the latter...

As far as they knew, Tang Mingdai and four young disciples were the only ones left on Qingshan Mountain.

Putting aside the cultivation level of those few disciples, whether they can create such a large battle; the mutated wind spirit root alone can eliminate most candidates.

Mutated spiritual roots are rare, and such pure wind spiritual roots are even rarer.

Even looking at the entire Sword Sect, they have only seen one new disciple with such luck in the past ten years.

That is Tang Mingdai.

More than a month ago, Tang Mingdai was judged by medical practitioners as having broken her golden elixir, damaged her meridians, and could no longer advance to the next level!

Pei Jingyi was more excited than anyone else and wanted to go straight back to Qingshan Mountain to find out what was going on. However, as the leader, he had apparently left Qingshan Mountain, so naturally he had to keep his emotions invisible.

When he doesn't know what these people are thinking?

The Nine Peaks of the Sword Sect have been passed down for thousands of years and have experienced numerous ups and downs along the way. Today, they are no longer the same as they used to be.

It's like relatives from different houses in a big family, sharing the same surname, living under the same roof, bleeding blood that has been diluted for who knows how many generations, but apparently they are still members of the same family, and they are all entangled in each other.

However, they are disturbed one after another, cut continuously, and the order is still chaotic.

To put it bluntly, it’s just one sentence——

"I hope you live a good life, but I don't want you to live a good life. At least, you can't live a better life than me."

This may sound contradictory, but it is the most realistic portrayal of this complex relationship.

Therefore, no matter what, he would not take these people to Qingshan Peak before he had a clear understanding of the situation.

As for whether they will send disciples to find out the news in the future, and whether they can find out the information, that is another matter.

Pei Jingyi rarely put on the airs of a leader, and the old god said: "No need, someone is already on the way - but then again, Peak Master Ling, has the female disciple on your peak ever woke up?"

The person named was stunned. It was the handsome middle-aged man who had previously commented on the purity of Mingdai's spiritual roots.

He was silent for a moment and said: "Not yet."

"According to the medical diagnosis, it seems that the sea of ​​​​consciousness has been injured, and the soul has been damaged. When she wakes up, it can only depend on her own destiny."

Pei Jingyi nodded, as if he was just asking a casual question, and calmly changed the subject: "Okay, let's continue the meeting. Where did we just talk?"

——

at the same time.

Above the sky, someone is moving swiftly with a sword.

Seeing that the green mountain peak was close before our eyes, suddenly there was a bright light in the mountain, and a person's figure was slightly stagnant, with his sword hovering in mid-air.

It was an old man with white hair.

"I actually succeeded in slaying the demon..." He murmured, his brows furrowed, as if he couldn't believe it.

"How did she do it by building foundation versus golden elixir?"

Above the clouds, the old man stood with his hands behind his hands, his mysterious robe fluttering. At first glance, he looked like an immortal.

Unfortunately no one answered the question.

On the contrary, a moment later, the sword suddenly sounded "wow" and vomited!
To be continued...