Chapter 497

噺⑧One Chinese Network

"What is your purpose?"

Mu Feng stared closely at Mu Xiongcai's imposing face, and there was a bit of deep meaning in his eyes.

With his son's deep understanding of Lao Tzu, Mu Feng knew that it was absolutely impossible for the other party to make such a decision suddenly.

With Mu Xiongcai's personality, he did this after careful consideration.

"I have only one purpose, which is to let you inherit my mantle and become the new master of Tongtian Jiange..." Mu Xiong repeated the previous sentence, and his tone was more determined.

"why?"

"Because you are the most suitable candidate."

"Hey, isn't it because I was born by you? What about Jian Ao Nan? He is your personal disciple, and the number one sword among the Tianjiao Qijue... I'm afraid that the entire Tongtian Sword Pavilion thinks he is the next one. The first pavilion master. Do you think that the master of the sword pavilion can only be inherited by the surname Mu?"

Mu Feng sneered.

Mu Xiong shook his head and said, "Ao Nan's bloodline is not suitable for practicing the "Great Buddha Demon Art", and it is also difficult to control the power of the "Sword of the Buddha". Therefore, it can only be done by you!"

The Sword of the Buddha, the treasure of the Tongtian Jiange, is a magic sword at the level of a holy weapon.

As for the "Great Buddha Demon Art", Mu Feng didn't know much about it.

After receiving the confusion in Mu Feng's eyes, Mu Xiong immediately explained, "When the ancestors acquired the Sword Demon Profound Physique when the bloodline boundaries were mutated in the 'Buried Ancient Heaven', they also obtained the 'Sword of the Buddha' 'And the two treasures of the "Great Buddha Demon Art"...With these three good fortunes, the ancestors' cultivation base is increasing day by day, defeating all the powerhouses in the state with one sword, and single-handedly creating this Heavenly Sword Pavilion..."

I see!

Mu Feng was quite surprised, "Hey, I thought that Jian Aonan was your illegitimate son! So he's still a godson after all!"

Mu Xiongcai was angry and funny.

"In comparison, you are just more suitable."

"Then which one is better, "Great Buddha Demon Art" or "Sky Shocking Demon Sword"?"

"The two are completely incomparable. So far, I am the only one who has learned the "Great Buddha Demon Art" in the entire Tongtian Jiange...and I have also decided to pass on this holy scripture to you."

"Wait, I haven't promised you yet!"

Mu Feng stopped quickly, and said solemnly, "I will not be the master of this pavilion, and I don't want to manage this sect. To be honest, I hate everyone here, including you, my dear father..."

I have to say, this sounded very hurtful.

Mu Feng felt a little regretful after finishing speaking, sniffed, turned and left, "I'll go first, as for who to choose as the next pavilion master, you can choose slowly! Anyway, you are only in your forties, and with your cultivation Because, it’s no problem to live two to three hundred years old, there is always a suitable candidate..."

"Time is running out!"

A few unusually heavy words came from behind, and Mu Feng's footsteps stopped involuntarily, and he turned sideways slightly.

"What's the meaning?"

"When I was practicing the last level of "Great Buddha Demon Art", something went wrong!"

...

Mu Feng's heart couldn't help trembling, he turned his head, and the man in front of him was both strange and very familiar.

Regardless of the circumstances, this is a domineering man with extraordinary valor and majesty.

However, at this moment, Mu Feng clearly saw a different kind of fragility from the depths of the other's eyes. This kind of fragility was something Mu Feng had never seen before.

Mu Xiongcai really had an unknown change.

"Something went wrong?" Mu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Will you die?"

Mu Xiongcai's expression was very calm, as if he had already seen through it, he replied, "Not yet!"

"That is to say, are you still saved?"

"Maybe!"

"Since there is still salvation, why are you so anxious to pass on the position of Pavilion Master to me?"

"Just in case!"

...

A conversation between two fathers and sons,

It sounds bland and emotionless.

"Why did you make a mistake?" Mu Feng asked calmly, but his eyes were fixed on the other party.

"Because the Sword Demon Mysterious Physique is an acquired mutated bloodline, it is more difficult to control than the congenitally awakened bloodline... and once the Sword Demon Profound Physique is activated again, the power of the bloodline will increase greatly, and the original evil spirit will form a kind of Strange riot, that kind of power is easy to awaken the demons."

Mu Xiongcai explained.

A cold light flickered in Mu Feng's eyes, "That is to say, the sword demon's mysterious body is originally an evil vein, and although its power is strong, it is usually difficult to control? In addition, the so-called "Great Buddha Demon Art" will increase the power of the bloodline , so the further you get to the back, the more you can't control it, right?"

"It's understandable, but I can guide you..."

"You are really enough, Mu Xiongcai!"

Mu Feng yelled at the other party sharply, his eyes glowed red, and he looked directly at the other party full of hatred. "It seems that I shouldn't have any expectations of you. I thought that your attitude towards me has changed these days because you finally accepted me. It turns out that this is your purpose..."

Mu Feng's mood became more and more unstable, his whole body trembled, tears seemed to flicker in his eyes, showing his loss, he said in a trembling tone.

"You failed yourself, and now you want to impose your 'unwillingness and hope' on me. You only have Tongtian Jiange, only yourself, and only your sword... Don't you think But, will I step into your footsteps? What if I fail too? What if something goes wrong in cultivation? Have you thought about this? My dear father..."

Wronged, angry, and disappointed!

The emotions that had been pent up for more than ten years exploded in an instant.

Mu Xiongcai stood where he was, quietly looking at Mu Feng who was venting his anger, there seemed to be no emotional change on his peaceful face.

"The Tongtian Sword Pavilion is the painstaking effort of our ancestors. As a descendant of the Mu family, you must protect it!"

The indifferent voice was as hard as a steel plate.

"Hey..." Mu Feng smiled, especially disdainfully, clenched his fists, and his voice was low and determined, "Mu Xiongcai, I will tell you today that I will not let you get what you want, let alone let you You decide my fate. You are not worthy at all... Also, please live a good life, don't die in a few days, otherwise people will think that I pissed you off, I bear it I can't take this guilt."

After finishing speaking, Mu Feng turned around and left without looking back.

Mu Xiongcai stood where he was, without moving for a long time.

To be honest, he never thought that Mu Feng's emotions would be so out of control.

Nearly twenty years of grievances between father and son have accumulated to such an extent.

Ever since they were young, the two of them haven't met more than ten times. After more than ten years, in Mu Feng's heart, I am afraid that they have been completely disappointed.

The night was getting late, and the air was getting darker and colder.

Crescent Moon also hid behind the gloomy dark clouds at some point, as lonely as the lonely figure on the square.

...

In a spacious and bright room!

Chu Hen sat cross-legged on the bed, and after a while, his heart was able to return to peace.

After returning from Jianfeng Square, Chu Hen faintly felt that his state of mind seemed to be a bit chaotic... If it was normal, at most a cup of tea would calm his state of mind. And it took half an hour before it gradually calmed down.

"Forget it, don't think so much, there are five days until the grand sword festival, prepare well!"

Originally, Chu Hen planned to go to Luo Mengshang first after returning.

But on the way, he met Shura Sect's group and was stranded in Jingjian Square. When he came back, the lights in Luo Mengshang's room were all off, so Chu Hen didn't bother her to rest.

Thinking about going to see her again tomorrow.

Immediately, Chu Hen got rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart, and began to enter into the practice.

Nine Heavens Galaxy, dazzling!

The vast nebula is boundless and mysterious.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a silver beam of light descended from the sky, like the Milky Way running through the sky, and fell directly into a courtyard in the west wing of Jingjian Peak.

However, no one noticed the falling beam of light.

Immediately, the second light beam fell again, also arriving at the same position.

These two beams of light originate from the 'Shaking Light Star' and the 'Kaiyang Star' of the Big Dipper respectively, which are obscure and mysterious.

The continuous power of the stars gathers towards one place, unknowingly, as if stealing the essence of creation from heaven and earth secretly.

"Buzz..."

However, just about half an hour later, the third light beam descended again.

If someone can tell the difference, they will find that the third beam of light comes from the third star among the seven stars, Yuheng Star...

Baidu Search 噺八一中文网 м No Ads Novel Network