Bai Yueguang, who was dressed as a hero and died prematurely

Elder Mu's loving eyes fell on her again, but his eyes seemed to be recalling someone else through her.

Elder Mu has a long voice.

"Before I was driven out of Fengchu Mountain, King Feng told me a secret."

"He had a glimpse of a secret. In the future, Fengchu Mountain will suffer disaster because of the daughter he is about to give birth to, and the whole family may be in danger of being destroyed."

"I think after so many years, you are the daughter that King Feng calls his beloved."

Elder Mu had not changed much after more than 3000 years. At this moment, after telling this secret, he seemed to have aged thousands of years.

Ruan Xingzhu was indeed surprised.

In fact, the original owner is indeed dead. Perhaps it is because she is not the original owner at all, but the original owner recruited her from another world to help her.

Fengchu Mountain must not be destroyed. If so, how will she go home?

Her tone was a little anxious, "Elder Mu, you must know where Fengchu Mountain is, right? Do you know how I can get back there to find my people?"

Elder Mu seemed to be having difficulty breathing, his complexion turned black, and his skin quickly shriveled up. He no longer looked like a monk, as if he had turned into an ordinary person after telling the secret.

Elder Mu fell to the ground, sweating profusely.

Ruan Xingzhu hurried over to hold his arm and asked worriedly: "Are you okay?"

Elder Mu panted slowly and answered her last question, "Feng Chu, Shan, you have to ask Xiao Feng about this."

"I have been keeping this secret for several years, and now, finally, I have met him and his descendants, and if I tell him, I won't be able to live anymore. We have signed a contract."

He spoke slowly and with great difficulty. He basically said one word, and some blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

He looked like an old man in modern times when he was about to die. Ruan Xingzhu touched his arm and felt as if his life force had been sucked away in an instant.

She panicked, but could only listen quietly to the old man's last instructions.

Ruan Xingzhu understood very well that Elder Mu might not be able to survive, and the last words were what he wanted to express desperately, and she must not interrupt.

Once interrupted, he might go now.

So she listened quietly to Elder Mu's explanation.

"Xiao Feng, yes, I later revisited there and picked up his breath."

After saying these words with difficulty, he looked at the sky, "Thank you, Phoenix King, for letting me, let me live for so long..."

The last word was so soft that it was impossible to hear it, and it drifted away in the wind, taking Elder Mu with it.

Ruan Xingzhu hurriedly put his shaking hands under Elder Mu's nose. He was no longer breathing.

That's it, leave?

Ruan Xingzhu was still holding Elder Mu's arm, but this man was still breathing one second, and stopped breathing the next. She was stunned.

After a while, the person disappeared in her hands.

A living monk disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Ruan Xingzhu could not be said to be very familiar with Elder Mu, nor could he be said to be very sad, but he suddenly felt very desolate.

The world is vast and vast, so he should tell her where Fengchu Mountain is before leaving! !

Just left like this, and asked her to run around again to ask Mu Zifeng, Ai.

Ruan Xingzhu looked up at the sky, and suddenly felt as if he had understood something.

This world is so big, and monks are just a drop in the ocean. Why should we practice, if not just to be valuable? Then why should we work harder and harder to leave a trace of our own color in this world?

The monks in the world of cultivating immortals work hard and practice hard, just to let themselves live in the world for a little longer and let the world remember them for a moment longer.

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Happy party.

In this sect competition, the disciples in the outer circle were not qualified enough and did not go.

Mu Zifeng was quietly cleaning Elder Mu's house when he suddenly heard a cracking sound. He ran to Elder Mu to do calligraphy, and the life tablet belonging to Elder Mu actually shattered.

Mu Zifeng's eyes widened, and he was panicking.

"Elder Wood!"

He was only wearing a white singlet in a panic, and when he saw his sword, he flew directly to the ring in a panic.

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...

Over there, the leader of the sect, the Swaggering Sect, arrived first at the scene of the sect competition.

The group occupied the arena with great momentum.

Chen Li, dressed in blue clothes, looked calm and calm as he stepped forward to check Yuan Xiong's condition.

He asked, "Does any of you recognize this disciple?"

Someone from the Tianyun Sect stood up and said, "This man is the disciple of our sect, his name is Yuan Xiong."

"Okay, I probably know."

Chen Li glanced at everyone present with sharp eyes, "He has been poisoned. If someone among you has been poisoned, immediately seal off the whole place."

"Don't let anyone in or out again!"