There are two important points in the back mountain of Tongtian Peak.

One place is the ancestral hall of ancestors who worshipped important figures in Qingyunmen throughout the ages, and is a place to worship ancestors. Its importance is self-evident.

The other place is naturally the forbidden area in the sect, the Fantasy Moon Cave that only the leaders of the past dynasties can enter.

Qingye, the leader of the Qingyun Sect's revival, succeeded in seclusion and obtained the Zhuxian Ancient Sword that shocked the world. After his death, the Zhuxian Sword was always placed in the Huanyue Cave, and even the leader could not carry it with him.

Such an important place, in the imagination of others, should have been a place where the auspicious aura of the rays of the rays and a holy place of immortals, but in fact, from the outside, the Fantasy Moon Cave looks just an ordinary cave that cannot be more ordinary.

The hole, half higher than ordinary people, is about seven feet wide, appears on a gentle hillside, with green vines and thorns next to it, and a few branches even hang down from the hole. When the mountain wind blows, the vines are also shaking gently.

On the stone above the cave entrance, four big characters are engraved horizontally: Fantasy Moon Cave.

The four big characters do not contain any special Taoist connotations, nor have any artistic conception left. Even the handwriting is ordinary, and it is not as bold as Chu Mu's writing.

And under the big words, there is an ordinary elderly person standing.

He was dressed in simple clothes, with a haggard face and wrinkles on his face that were cut like a knife, making him look particularly old.

He is the sweeper of the ancestral hall of the ancestors. He should have fallen asleep in the ancestral hall at this moment, but he is standing silently in front of the Huanyue Cave, as if he is waiting and as if he is guarding.

Guarding the Fantasy Moon Cave, waiting for the uninvited guests who may come tonight.

Then, he waited.

A figure came slowly from the end of the mountain road, wearing a black dress with a mysterious aura, and a clear and blurred face that made it look even more weird.

This person is the one he will wait for tonight.

It was this person who made Qingyun Sect's reputation in Heyang City today. His sword destroyed the city, which was to throw all the faces of the Qingyun Sect on the ground and stomp them. This person has now become a major concern of Qingyun Sect, and is the demonic powerhouse who Daoxuan believes is most likely to unify the Demon Sect.

Now, this person passed the layers of alert outside Qingyun Sect and quietly came to the forbidden area in the gate.

"I didn't expect you to be here."

Chu Mu looked at the old man guarding the cave and felt a little surprised.

As far as he knows, this man stayed in the ancestral hall of the ancestors all year round, and he had never moved even when Qingyunmen suffered a catastrophe.

The Demon Sect attacked Tongtian Peak, and the old man swept the floor in the ancestral hall.

The beast gods were called, but the old man was still sweeping the floor in the ancestral hall.

In Chu Mu's memory, the only place where the old man would appear is the ancestral hall.

But he didn't expect that he would guard the Fantasy Moon Cave tonight. At the same time, Chu Mu did not expect that someone would predict that an enemy might come to the Fantasy Moon Cave to get the sword.

"I didn't expect that someone would really visit the Huanyue Cave at night, and that person really sold the secret of Qingyun Sect."

The old man's voice was filled with the old man's dullness and dullness, but as he finished speaking, a sharpness began to appear quietly, and this ordinary old man suddenly became unusual.

"Who betrayed?" he said sternly, "Tian Buyi from Dazhu Peak, he is a tough person, looks ordinary, but in fact he is a first-class person with courage, and he will not betray him. Shui Yue from Xiaozhu Peak, she is cold on the outside and warm on the inside, seems deserted on the inside, but in fact she is enthusiastic. She should not betray him. Cangsong from Longshou Peak, he values ​​love and righteousness, abides by his duties, and has been in charge of the official style and obeys the rules for many years, and will not betray him."

"There is also Feng Huifeng, Zeng Shuchang. He is deeply thoughtful, but he has never used his deep thoughts in this sect for many years, nor will he betray him. Chaoyang Peak... Luoxia Peak......"

The old man said one by one, and his words revealed his strong familiarity and friendship with these people.

"Then, who would the betrayer be?" Chu Mu looked at the man and laughed, "Who would it be? Senior Brother Wan."

The old man's eyes suddenly turned sharp, and the invisible sword wind swept through Chu Mu's figure. But as he approached, a golden light flashed, and the golden air wall blocked the sword wind. With the clanging sound, Chu Mu still stood calmly.

"Hey, who would have thought that Wan Jianyi, who had been executed in the past, has now become like this. You live in the shadow of Qingyun Sect like breathlessly, and have not appeared for many years. Why should you block my way at this moment?" Chu Mu said faintly sarcasticly.

The person in front of me was the most dazzling person in the Qingyun Sect's generation. It was this person who led a few people into the wild temple of the Demon Sect and left a mark between the King of Heaven and the statue of the Holy Mother of Youming. At that time, this person was the recognized heir to the head.

Now, there are five people in the first seat of Qingyun Sect. Four of them once broke into the wilderness with them, and the remaining one is Shui Yue, who was once in love with this person.

If Wan Jianyi hadn't been executed for the charge of killing his master, he might have been the leader of Qingyun Sect now.

No one expected that the person who should have died for a hundred years had been silently sweeping the floor in the ancestor's ancestral hall for many years, and was standing in front of Chu Mu at this moment.

"After you say this, I don't suspect that you are a traitor to this sect," Wan Jianyi stared at Chu Mu closely, and a sharp look flashed in his old eyes that was inconsistent with his appearance. "I know the temperament of my fellow brothers. Even if some of them betrayed, they will not treat me like this. I was worried that the visitor would be a former old friend, but after hearing about you, I felt relieved."

Why don't you feel at ease?

Of course, I feel assured that the person who came is not an old friend, but a real demon sect.

This is good, and in this way, you can kill people without hesitation.

The sound of dragon roar suddenly rose, and the burning sword light pierced the night, covering the moonlight, and the infinite green light wrapped in a green sword, like a lightning, and the sky-spreading sword light directly reflected into Chu Mu's eyes.

Dragon Sword!

This sword was once a sword of Wan Jian, and it was followed by Wan Jian, but after it pretended to die, the sword was handed over to Cang Song. A few years later, Cang Song would pass it to a disciple who was quite similar to Wan Jian Yi, and now it should have been preserved in the Dragon Shou Peak.

However, the Dragon Sword appeared here at this moment, and appeared in Wan Jianyi's hands.

"Clang!"

The sword tip of the Dragon Slaying Sword finally hit the slender sword that suddenly appeared. The green sword light was like a mountain or a pillar, and its power was unstoppable. However, the slender sword also bloomed with cold light. The seemingly slender sword light had shocking power, and the fierce aura was all restrained by the sword light. The black sword blade seemed to reflect the abyss, deep and restrained, with a long sword horizontally, and the majestic true energy shocked the majestic sword.

"Zheng!"

The Dragon Slaying Sword broke in the air and fell into the hands of Wan Jian. The old hand was holding the Green Fairy Sword, and both the human and the sword burst out with amazing aura.

"What a Wan Jianyi. You have been decadent for many years. Even your appearance is so old because of your dry mind. But you have such cultivation. You are worthy of being the only one who has led people into the wilderness temple for thousands of years."

Chu Mu held a long sword in his hand, his slender sword body touching the ground, and his eyes were tightly locking the person and sword opposite him.

He could feel that the sword heart of the man in front of him was alive.

"A person who is dead should have died, but I have to survive because of this great trouble in the sect." Wan Jian held the Dragon Sword in one hand, and his old face seemed to be a few points younger. His original ordinary appearance became a little colder.

With his state of mind, he was originally at most a peak in Shangqing Realm, and he might even be inferior to that. As Chu Mu said, Wan Jian was so calm that his appearance was aging because of this. Otherwise, with his cultivation, he would never have been so old at this age.

But now, Wan Jianyi's heart is alive again. It's like a dead tree in spring, like a rebirth after breaking out of the cocoon. At this moment, Wan Jianyi doesn't know whether to restore the old realm or make a breakthrough. His spirit reflects the void and leads endless vitality into the body. This is the Taiqing Realm of "Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao".

"But even Daoxuan is injured by my hands, just because you want to stop me?" Chu Muchang said with a smile.

"Just try it."

The green light in Wanjian's hand surged. When the sword rose, it triggered the sacredness of heaven and earth. Thousands of light burst out from the whole body. The swords of others merged into the sword pillar of the sky, like a giant sword with a majestic aura, killing it with an unyielding momentum.

This sword carries the murderous intent of heaven and earth, and is accompanied by the power of thunder and trembling. It has the idea of ​​not killing people and not turning back. It is the "killing ghosts and gods" of the true sword technique of Qingyunmen.

This trick is the same as the "Seven-Star Sword Style". There are only a few people who have practiced it in all generations, and among all those who have cultivated it, Wan Jianyi can be said to be the strongest one among them.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword, Killing Ghosts and Gods! The sword comes out and dares to go to Ghosts and Gods. So decisive and fearless, this sword force makes Chu Mu's eyes lit up, and he feels happy to see the hunting for the first time.

This was the first time in this life that he had seen a swordsman who could make his eyes shine.

In this world, there are probably only the people in front of you who can be called a swordsman.

“Good come.”

Chu Mu held the long sword in his hand and held it behind him. His sword body was close to the big dragon on his spine, parallel to it. A sword intent that destroyed the ten thousand squares was filled with the blade.

Facing this sword, Chu Mu was willing to greet him with his true sword technique.

"Destroy the world."

A deep color like an abyss filled his eyes. Chu Mu opened the pure black sword wings composed of sword energy with a sound behind him. Then he saw the six wings closed, and the boundless dark sword energy shot towards the giant sword with open sky.

"boom!"

Infinite light burst out in the night sky, as if countless suns burst out, and thousands of feet of light shone across the sky. Then countless darkness surged, covering the clouds and the moon, and light and dark collided with each other, arousing a shocking mist.

In Qingyun Sect, I don’t know how many people looked at Tongtian Peak in horror because of this scene, and I don’t know how many people lost their minds because of this.

"Kill ghosts and gods..."

On the Longshou Peak, Taoist Cangsong suddenly ran into a sword hall, looked at the empty sword frame in the hall and said: "Senior Brother Wan..."
Chapter completed!