A barren mountain, a dense forest, and a small house.

Two people.

Before the sun rose, the two were already standing. After the sun rose, the two were still standing.

They seem to be not humans, but stone sculptures.

They seem to have been standing there since eternal times, as if they can reach the end of time and the sea will be ruined.

They are already quite old.

The man standing in front of the window was covered in white hair and wearing ordinary clothes, looking similar to an ordinary mountain farmer. However, his unique temperament would never be regarded as a mountain farmer. Even if he was just standing there, everyone could feel the suffocating terrifying pressure emitted by him.

He looks like a hero. Just one word can make a peerless hero who will make bloody and bloody rivers flow.

But his true identity is not a hero in charge of power, but just a Taoist priest and an old Taoist priest.

Usually, he never carries a sword. The sword is useless to him and even a burden, so he almost never carries a sword.

But, he has now brought his sword.

This is an ancient sword, the swallowing mouth of the sword and the leather of the scabbard are slightly damaged. This sword is very old.

No one would care about this sword, because it really didn't look like a killing sword. But those who recognize this sword would stand upright and lose their souls. This sword that looked like it was not a killing sword, but was actually a magic weapon that drank countless blood.

Some people who do not recognize this sword will also feel scared.

What they fear is not this sword, but this person.

This person is the most revered Mu Taoist, the most senior and highly respected Mu Daoist.

Many people in the world already know that Mu Dao Ren had given up the position of Wudang leader many years ago and no longer wears a sword that can fight the world and fight invincible.

Many people even think that Mu Dao Ren is no longer a swordsman, and believe that Mu Dao Ren will no longer wear a sword in his life.

What is the use of a hermit wandering around the world?

But he now has a sword.

Today's Mu Taoist is different from the usual Mu Taoist.

He had an indescribable sharpness on his body, which was the feeling of a sword.

Only swords feel this way.

There was a person standing behind Mu Dao Ren.

This man dressed very carefully, and he also wore a hat made of silk on his head, embroidered with exquisite plum, bamboo, orchid and chrysanthemum patterns.

Anyone who takes a look at him can tell that he is really a person with extraordinary taste. He has a goatee, a slightly yellow beard, and a cold expression, giving people a feeling of being unattainable.

At this moment, his eyes were staring at Mu Dao Ren's back.

A strange look appeared in his eyes.

Not many people have seen him in the world, but many people know him.

Many people know that since Mu Dao Ren wandered around him, there was always someone walking with him, and this person was the lay Buddhist Gusong in Huangshan.

Mr. Gusong looked at it for a long time, sighed and said, "You always like to wear swords these days."

The sun shone on Mu Taoist's face, but Mu Taoist felt as if he had been smeared with shadows. He slowly said, "Yes."

Mr. Gusong said, "When did you develop this habit?" Mr. Gusong always wanted to ask, but never asked.

Mu Dao Ren said: "You should know."

Mr. Gusong was silent for a while and said, "You are wearing a sword, is it because you also want to compete with Feng Wuhen?"

Taoist Mu put the sword on the sword rack, slowly turned his head, and looked at Gusong Layman.

"I'm just missing."

"Missing." Gusong found that Mu Taoist's eyes were a little deeper and said, "What do you miss?"

Mu Dao Ren said: "I miss the years when one sword was scattered and revenge. At that time, Mu Dao Ren did whatever he wanted and did not care about anything. It was a happy day."

Mr. Gusong said coldly: "It is not impossible if you want to go back to the past."

"impossible."

"Why?"

"Mu Taoist Mu is no longer the Mu Taoist Mu Taoist in the past." He clenched his fists and sighed: "If a person's heart has changed, how can he go back?"

Mr. Gusong breathed a long sigh and said, "It seems you haven't let go."

A sharp light flashed in Mu Dao Ren's eyes and said lightly: "Some things in this world cannot be let go of at all. I let them go once in the past, but what's the result?"

Terrifying murderous aura filled the world.

Mr. Gusong was silent for a moment and said, "When are you going to act?"

Taoist Mu was silent for a while and said, "At most, one year."

Gusong Jushi said: ‘Why is it one year?’

Mu Daoren said: "Because his illness can only be delayed for one year at most."

Mr. Gusong took a deep breath and said, "A year is not long, we can all wait, but I have a very strange feeling."

"What does it feel?"

Mr. Gusong said: "I believe your plan must be foolproof, but there may be two people who can destroy your plan."

"Lu Xiaofeng?"

"Yes, he is a truly smart person, and he has always been very lucky and has many friends." Gu Song Jushi said: "I don't recommend you introduce him to this matter."

Taoist Mu said in a deep voice: "I don't want to kill him."

Gusong lay Buddhists were silent.

Mu Dao Ren said to Gusong lay Buddhist: "I have never had many friends, but he is my friend, and I don't want to kill him."

Gusong Jushi said, "Then you are doing this."

Mu Dao Ren said, 'I understand what you mean.' He interrupted him and continued, "Who is there another person?"

"Windless wind."

Mu Dao Ren said: ‘Why is it him?’

Mr. Gusong said: "This is a feeling. I feel that if he gets involved in this matter, our plan will most likely be destroyed."

Taoist Mu was silent for a while and said, "Do you want me to kill him?"

Gusong Jushi said, "It's best that gods kill him without knowing it."

Taoist Mu was silent for a while and said, "No one in this world can kill Feng Wuhen without knowing it."

"You can't?" Mr. Gu Song was very surprised.

Mu Daoren said: "I can't, either, you don't know him well enough."

"Do you understand?"

"I don't know him well enough, but I know his sword."

Mr. Gusong had no way to refute it. He knew that no one in this world was more qualified to talk about swordsmanship than Mu Taoist.

Gusong Jushi said: "His sword technique is not that he is not Ye Gucheng, but you."

Taoist Mu interrupted him again and said, "In the past, his swordsmanship was of course inferior to Ye Gucheng, but since he killed Ye Gucheng, his swordsmanship has reached a higher level. To a certain extent, his swordsmanship and realm have surpassed Ye Gucheng, reaching a level that ordinary people cannot reach."

Mr. Gusong was moved and said, "You."

Taoist Mu knew what he meant and said, "If I only talk about swordsmanship, I am not sure to beat him. Even if I fight for life and death, I will only be 60% sure to kill him at most."

60%.

This is Mu Dao Ren’s confidence.

No one would have thought that Mu Dao Ren was so strong and so terrifying.

Mu Dao Ren said in a deep voice: "Fortunately he is not a person who likes to meddle in other people's business, and I don't have to kill him anymore."

"Why?"

"Because there is someone who wants to kill him."

"Ximen Chuxue?"

"Ximen Chuxue just wants to compete with him, and the person who wants to kill him is Gong Jiu." Taoist Mu said in a deep voice: "He must kill Feng Wuhen."

"I do not understand."

Mu Dao Ren said: "You will understand soon."

Taoist Mu looked into the distance, as if he had seen the blue sea and an isolated island on the sea. It was a fantasy experience in his youth.
Chapter completed!