1199. The Spiritual Field Was Destroyed

Zhujian Pavilion originally had the intention of recruiting Li Mu.

It's just that it was taken from Li Mu's 'fierce power', but I always felt that it was hard to get in touch with it.

In the past few days, Tie Wuyi did not dare to speak in person, so as not to avoid being rejected, leaving no room for change, and to avoid making Li Mu unhappy.

But in the past few days, the Eighth Prince of Huangjiya has frequently extended an olive branch to Li Mu. Even a fool can see that the Eighth Prince wants to recruit Li Mu.

Li Mu's reaction also made powerful people from all sides, including Tie Wuyi, realize that it might be a matter of time before this talented beast tamer and sword cultivator joins Huangji Cliff.

So Tie Wuyi felt even more urgent.

Once Li Mu joins Huangji Cliff, it means that his status will rise. Not only is his strength terrifying, but he also has the background support of a major force, making him more valuable to invest and win over than before.

Of course, it is impossible for Li Mu to join the Zhujian Pavilion.

It's also unrealistic.

But if Li Mu can assume the position of Elder Keqing of Zhujian Pavilion, it will be a great event for Zhujian Pavilion.

With this name, it is simply a magical weapon in hand.

In the future, who else in Piaoxiang Plain would dare to take up the idea of ​​forging a sword pavilion?

Tie Wuyi was anxious.

He thought about it and finally placed his hope on Gu Junru.

After all, she was the first person to get acquainted with Li Mu, and she was also a pretty beauty.

Men are always more tolerant of beautiful women.

As a true disciple of Tie Wuxin, the master of the third pavilion of the Sword-casting Pavilion, Gu Junru had a strong sense of belonging to the Sword-casting Pavilion. After receiving the instructions from the master Tie Wuyi, she finally found an opportunity and mustered up the courage to make this request. Throwed out.

She looked at Li Mu hopefully.

But after hearing this, Li Mu said calmly: "Let me think about this matter again."

"Oh..." Gu Junru was extremely disappointed for a moment, but she still forced a smile and said: "The headmaster and all the masters of the pavilion have great respect for Mr. Mu. I hope that the master can finally give Zhujian Pavilion a chance. Zhujian Pavilion is willing to pay any price. .”

This matter has long been mentioned as a matter of life and death for Zhujian Pavilion.

Gu Junru could vaguely sense that Li Mu had no special fondness for Zhujian Pavilion, but he did not dare to say anything more. After chatting a few words about other things, he stood up and left knowingly.

Li Mu did not get up to see him off.

He had no objection to the Sword-making Pavilion.

Judging from what I have seen in the past few days, Zhujian Pavilion is still a relatively peaceful sect. It has very few external campaigns and is not too harsh on internal affairs. It is many times stronger than the Dao Sect, Jindingshan and the like. .

But the problem is, Li Mu is a werewolf.

He is now a werewolf jumping prophet, and he is going to be a 'traitor'.

He has a big plan of his own, and he wants to sneak into Huangji Cliff to do something big.

Sooner or later it will be exposed.

If he now serves as the guest elder of Zhujian Pavilion, once his identity is exposed in the future, Zhujian Pavilion will be implicated.

Therefore, Li Mu had already made up his mind to refuse the invitation from the Sword Making Pavilion.

After sending Gu Junru away, Li Mu retreated again.

…

"What do you think, Mr. Mu, this means? Rejection? Or are you waiting for us to take the initiative to show sincerity?"

After listening to Gu Junru's report, Tie Wuyi felt a little panicked.

The so-called care is chaos.

Although Tie Wuyi has been the leader of a sect for nearly a hundred years and has experienced countless ups and downs, he is still a little unsure about Li Mu's intentions.

Gu Junru thought about it seriously and said truthfully: "My disciple feels that Mr. Mu seems to be trying to shirk the situation and that this is not his ambition."

Tie Wuyi was stunned for a moment.

Like a deflated rubber ball, he seemed to have been drained of energy and strength all of a sudden, and his body became rickety.

The ambition is not here.

These four people were like four bolts from the blue.

"Oh, what a pity."

Tie Wuyi sighed feebly.

In front of Gu Junru, he did not hide his dejection and weakness.

What a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Why is it so difficult for a small sect to survive in this fairyland?

"Master, Mr. Mu will still be in Huayu City before the end of the Sword Appreciation Conference. Maybe there is still a chance." Gu Junru couldn't help but said.

Tie Wuyi nodded and was about to say something else.

At this moment, rapid footsteps came from outside.

Chen Yun, the disciple of the headmaster, rushed in quickly and said with a shocked and angry expression: "Headmaster, it's not good, it's not good, the spiritual field... the spiritual field has been destroyed."

"What?"

Tie Wuyi and Gu Junru exclaimed at the same time.

Lingtian, that is the lifeblood of Zhujian Pavilion.

"what happened?"

Tie Wuyi roared angrily, and flew towards Lingtian.

Gu Junru followed closely behind.

Lingtian was not far from the main hall. About twenty breaths later, Gu Junru came to the ridge of Lingtian.

Thirty or forty core disciples of the Sword-making Pavilion, as well as hundreds of agricultural monks cultivating the spiritual fields, were kneeling on the edge of the fields fearfully, not even daring to raise their heads.

The entire spiritual field reverberated with Tie Wuyi's angry roar.

"What's going on? Who did it? I'm going to cramp it and peel it off."

As the head of the Zhujian Pavilion, Tie Wuyi had never been so out of character.

Gu Junru saw that the immortal millet planted in the spiritual field had been trampled all over, broken and lying on the ground, or uprooted. There were also some ridges that had been dug out, and the spiritual soil that had been cultivated with so much hard work was broken. One-half of them were poached...

destroyed.

Gu Junru's scalp felt numb at first glance.

Sword-making is a skill that allows the Sword-Forging Pavilion to have a certain reputation and make connections.

The spiritual field is the lifeblood, which allows Zhujiange not to launch external wars or compete for cultivation resources in recent years. The self-produced immortal food can barely meet the cultivation needs of the monks in the sect.

The spiritual field was destroyed, and half of the foundation of the sword-making pavilion collapsed.

Who is so heartbroken?

The appearance in the spiritual field seems like someone is deliberately sabotaging it, rather than snatching the immortal grains, harming others and not benefiting oneself. They just want to cut off the lifeblood of Zhujian Pavilion.

"Who? Say. Who did it?"

Tie Wuyi roared again and again.

Chen Yun whispered: "The farmer cultivator and the disciples guarding the spiritual field were all trapped by illusion formations. We haven't seen the true appearance of the murderer, but...but..." At this point, he hesitated.

"But what? Hurry up and say it." Tie Wuyi shouted sharply.

Chen Yun approached, lowered his voice, and said, "A few disciples vaguely saw that what entered the spiritual field seemed not to be humanoid, but... two wild beasts that looked like dogs."

What?

Tie Wuyi was stunned.

He looked at Chen Yun.

The latter had a strange look on his face and a twinkling look on his face.

Tie Wuyi opened his mouth to curse, but suddenly realized it.

There is no habit of raising wild beasts and spiritual birds in the Sword Making Pavilion. There is no way for wild beasts from outside to enter such a well-guarded spiritual field. The only possibility is the current distinguished guest - Mu Mu The war beast under the young master’s command.

If he remembered correctly, Mr. Mu Mu had exactly one tiger and one dog under his command, right?

Tie Wuyi felt excited in his heart.

If it was really a war beast under Mu Mu, the problem would be complicated.

Was it Mu Mu’s instruction?

Or does the war beast make its own decisions?

The latter situation is easier to handle, but if it is the former, the matter will definitely go beyond the destruction of the spiritual field. Once Mu Mu has malicious intentions, it will be a disaster for Zhujian Pavilion.

At the thought of this, cold sweat ran down Tie Wuyi's forehead.

Moreover, the most critical point of the problem is that the disciples guarding the spiritual field can only see it vaguely, not really.

There is no direct evidence.

Infinite sadness emerged in Tie Wuyi's heart.

Survival is really difficult.

After much deliberation, he did not dare to directly confront Li Mu and question him. For the time being, he could only swallow his anger, wait and see what happened, and find out Li Mu's purpose.

"Repair the spiritual field, and we will be able to save as much as we can."

Tie Wuyi looked dejected.

"Remember, this matter must not be made public. If anyone leaks the news, I will destroy him physically and mentally, and he will never be reincarnated."

He glanced at everyone present with sharp eyes and said sternly.

Everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to meet the leader's eyes.

"Jun Ru, come with me."

Tie Wuyi turned around and walked towards the outside of Lingtian.

Gu Junru looked a little dazed, her mind a mess, and followed closely behind.

…

"Sir, what do you think the results have been over the past few days?"

The eighth prince asked.

Xiao Xiao held the folding fan in his hand, smiled slightly, and said confidently: "The effect is remarkable. Mu Mu was not hypocritical to anyone else, but he was very respectful to His Highness. He obviously has a very good impression of Your Highness."

The Eighth Prince also nodded and said, "I think so too. Sir, do you think we can recruit this person at this time?"

Xiao Xiao shook his head and said: "Your Highness, please be patient. If you speak at this time, Mu Mu may nod, but I'm afraid he is not very loyal. The Sword Appreciation Conference is about to begin. Your Highness can slowly figure it out and let this happen." People, more benefits and benefits, will make them feel grateful and take the initiative to submit. At that time, this person can be absolutely used by His Highness and become someone whom Your Highness can safely drive."

When the Eighth Prince heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he said: "What you said is true. However, what benefits and peace should you give to Mu Mu?"

Xiao Xiao smiled slightly and said: "In recent days, I have seen that Mu Mu is not lusty, not greedy for money, and is diligent in cultivation. He is an ambitious man. He is a sword cultivator and is proficient in swordsmanship. He hooked up with Gu Junru to cast a sword. Jiange is participating in the Sword Appreciation Conference, what do you think it is for, Your Highness?"

"Ah, I understand. He is here for the Fengming Divine Sword." The Eighth Prince said.

Xiao Xiao said: "Exactly. There are many big and small forces coming to this sword appreciation conference, but they are basically just some unscrupulous guys. No one can compete with His Highness for the sword. In this case, Your Highness might as well be a favor. Give this sword to Mu Mu, and he will be grateful when the time comes. Great things can be accomplished."

The Eighth Prince said: "Sir, what you said makes sense. But, this sword..."

Of course he came to the Sword Appreciation Conference for this Fengming Divine Sword, but not for himself, but for a woman.

"Your Highness, important matters come first."

Xiao Xiao reminded seriously.

The Eighth Prince looked solemn and said: "Sir, you are right. I am short-sighted. Okay, let's just follow your plan. My husband is like a fish in water. I'm so lucky. I'm so lucky."

Xiao Xiao hurriedly said: "I am extremely lucky to meet His Highness and find my master."

The two looked at each other and laughed.