Chapter 172 Jianzong

Mu Zifeng doesn't know how high the main peak of Lingshan is. Anyway, he looked up and couldn't see the top. The power of heaven and earth here is at least 60 times stronger, and the whole body is in it, just like in the sticky **. With each breath, the pure energy is integrated into the flesh and blood organs, which is very comfortable.

One day of practice here can be worth ten days outside.

On the mountainside of the main peak of Lingshan Mountain, there are six palaces, all of which are full of meteorology. Martial arts disciples are flying down, practicing, competing, and swallowing the power of heaven and earth.

Wow... After a gust of wind, a huge psychic giant eagle passed by.

"That's the guardian beast of the Sword Sect, a second-level psychic giant eagle." Youyou pointed to the six palaces and said proudly, "Only one, two halls and three halls in Lingshan are qualified to be on the waist of the main peak. One is the Sword Sect, the second hall is the Xing Hall and the Elder Hall, and the third hall is the Lieyang Hall, the Fumo Hall and the Zhuying Hall. Take me to the Sword Sect Palace.

Youyou suddenly jumped on Mu Zifeng like an octopus and just hugged him.

"This little girl is really an elf ghost." Mu Zifeng reversed the source of devouring power, and his whole body quickly soared up. The higher he flew, the more shocked he was, and the six palaces became bigger and bigger in his eyes.

"How about it? Let's be surprised. Each palace is as big as ten of your Danfeng, among which the masters are like clouds. Among other things, the pillar in front of our sword master's hall is supported by eight swords, which is very powerful. Are you interested in joining our sword sect?

Mu Zifeng pinched her nose and threatened, "If you say more, I will throw you down." This little girl can't be regarded as a lobbyist.

"Well, I don't know the hearts of good people."

Mu Zifeng turned into a light and fell in front of a palace.

There are 30 first-class martial arts masters in front of the palace, each of whom has a deep and heavy breath, comparable to the ancestors of the innate realm.

"Little princess." When the disciples saw Youyou jump off Mu Zifeng, they quickly bowed and shouted. At the same time, more than ten bad eyes condensed on Mu Zifeng, wanting to know who this man was.

"Don't look, you can't afford to mess with this man." Youyou waved her hand generously, as if she was the most powerful one here.

"Yo, who is so powerful? Even my sister's tone is so awesome." A high-spirited little boy came out in a seven-clawed dragon robe with his hands on his back, followed by four innate ancestors.

Mu Zifeng heard the sound and saw that it was Shi Youyou. When did this little marquis come to Lingshan? He had not seen him for more than two years. He grew much taller and was also much stronger. He had a tiger head and a tiger brain, and a faint momentum of the superior. It seems that the little marquis has been doing it for a long time, and this style has also been exercised.

"Little marquis, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Youyou frowned, and he stared. After seeing who was coming, he quickly jumped up, "Brother-in-law, wow, you finally came. The last time you closed, I waited for two days for nothing."

Brother-in-law of a big liar? Mu Zifeng is one head and two big, and these two are living treasures.

You was stunned, ran forward quickly, and asked with some disbelief, "Brother, is he the husband of Sister Shirong? No way, this guy is so sinister, pretending and dishonest.

"Hey hey, sister, now you know why I call him a big liar brother-in-law. It was this guy who fooled me that I was a rare wizard in the world and would become a big man in the future.

"He also said that to me not long ago, saying that I still have a great chance. It turns out that he is also fooling me." Youyou turned her head and looked at Mu Zifeng angrily, pointed to his nose and said, "What a big liar, a big bad guy."

"Don't be angry, sister. In fact, he is quite good." Youyou patted his sister on the shoulder and said kindly, "This guy is not simple. Now that you are here, take him to see his sister first. Brother-in-law of a big liar, let's go in."

Those martial arts masters are inexplicable one by one, sometimes big liars, sometimes bad guys, brother-in-law, good or something, what is this and what? However, they knew that they could not afford to offend this brother and sister. They were all a little overlord of Jianzong, a little living treasure.

The small palace in front of him is just a small corner of Jianzong. When he walked in with his brother and sister, he saw hundreds of martial arts masters practicing separately, and more than a dozen practicing ancestors were sitting and spitting.

"My sister is practicing in a practice field inside. She is now very powerful, more powerful than the outside. She is only half a step away from advancing to the innate realm. If you compete for the ranking, you can at least rank in the top 20.

Mu Zifeng believed what Youyou said. Because you can cultivate to the master's realm at a young age in such a harsh environment like the secular world, it is equivalent to eating high-level tonic pills every day, and it is certain that your strength will rise sharply.

They passed through the front yard and into the backyard. There is also a practice field in the backyard, which is not big. There are ten people sitting quietly, men and women. They gathered in an arc and listened to the teachings of the ancestors of the heavenly realm in front of them. The intelligent people nodded from time to time, which was very rewarding.

"When hitting the innate realm, if Dantian's power is exhausted, nine times out of ten will be enchanted, but you don't have to worry, there will be ancestors to help you pass the customs. Of course, if you have the assistance of congenital elixir, you will be safer to get through it. After all, the turnover of different true qi in your body has a little negative effects on yourself.

"As long as you can succeed, you will be qualified to enter the ruins of the old immortal Tota to find treasures. That's when you show your skills."

Mu Zifeng knew the ancestor of Tianrenjing. She was actually the person she met in the poetry house, the plump woman with the King Fengyu.

As soon as Mu Zifeng appeared, she was just stunned and nodded slightly and said, "Well, that's all for today. I hope that in this retreat, you can all advance to the innate realm, become kings into ancestors, and turn pythons into dragons."

The ten master disciples quickly got up and bowed.

"Sister, the big liar is coming." Youyou, like Xianbao, trotted over and shouted.

Youyou originally wanted to follow, but her eyes turned and hugged Mu Zifeng's arm and shouted, "Sister, I brought you the bad guy."

Ten disciples turned around at the same time and found that there was a martial arts master at the door. Although they have heard of Mu Zifeng, they have not seen him as a real person, so they don't know him. After all, in Lingshan, there are many martial arts masters, and they are a lot of them.

But two eyes fell on Mu Zifeng, but they were so gentle, so expectant, and so surprised.

Mu Zifeng looked at Shirong. The delicate face like a heavenly face was still so soft and touching, but he had not seen a little thinner for more than two years. The original girl's shyness no longer remains, as delicate as a flower and charming.

"Shi Rong." Mu Zifeng opened his arms with a hot smile.

Shirong walked to him, stretched out her arms and hugged his bear waist tightly, and then sobbed gently. She didn't know whether she was too happy or because she was too wronged.

Mu Zifeng gently patted her pink back, and it took a long time for Shirong to wipe her tears and roll her eyes at him.

Only then did the rest of the people understand that this man was the big liar brother-in-law in the mouth of the little marquis. But it looks ordinary, nothing special.

"Big bad guy, you have bullied my sister for so long, why don't you take out something to make up for it when we meet?" Youyou seemed to think of something. She patted her hands and said, "Take out the ice and fire swords. Anyway, the wind dancer has no face to come and ask for it."

"Youyou, what's going on?" At this time, the woman in heaven and earth moved slightly and asked solemnly.

"Nothing, but the wind dancer of Wuyafeng wanted to challenge the big bad guy, but she was punched away by him. The woman didn't even dare to take back the ice and fire sword and ran away. Anyway, this is the victory of the big bad guy. It's natural to give it to Sister Shirong. What's wrong?"

"Third lady, after hearing what the little princess said, I'm sorry that Wuyafeng has no face to come to trouble." A martial arts master said with a fist.

Third Lady? Mu Zifeng muttered in his heart that the man behind this heavenly ancestor must be unusual. He gently wiped the remaining marks on Shirong's face, and two rays flashed, and the ice and fire sword appeared in his hand. This is also of superior quality in the first-class magic weapon, and it is the biggest reward for the wind dancers. Because of the appearance of a saint on Wuya Peak, the status of the whole Wuya Hall is improving, and the cultivation resources are many times more.

"Youyou is right. It's useless for me to keep this magic sword."

"This is too expensive, what about you?" Shirong's eyes are shining, magic sword, only one of the 20 ancestors in Lingshan is qualified to have a magic sword.

"I still have it."

Mu Zifeng did not lie. He also has a magic whip, a magic wing and a magic sword. If he has the strength to enter the island of burial spirits and unlock the seal left by the old beasts, he will immediately have three more five-level magic weapons, right? It may also be a six-level magic weapon.

"What about Sister Sweetie? Why don't you give her a share?"

"Ha ha, Xiaotian is the bloodline of the three souls. She has the blood and soul roots of those who have achieved great magical power. Even if I don't give them, Lingshan will reward her. You can pass these two swords to the King of Zhanjue and King Fengyu."

Everyone was stunned. Isn't this ice and fire sword for Shi Rong?

Mu Zifeng saw everyone's thoughts and smiled, "This is just a first-class magic weapon. Of course, it needs to be better for you." Mu Zifeng waved his hand and flashed another light. This is the water-blue light, and the space with a radius of three meters ripples with this soft and dazzling brilliance.