After the rebirth, the master was forced to collapse

Jiang Mu was made helpless by him: "I'm really human."

Rong Chen stared at him for a long time, finally calmed down, his expression changed in shock and he said, "You're not dead?"

Jiang Mu didn't care that he asked this question, he just replied lazily: "Dead for 100 years, alive again, eh, yes." He raised his eyebrows: "Tianyan City is not close to here, you Why are you here alone?"

There was a little bit of anger on Rong Chen's face: "My dad! My dad is so stubborn, he doesn't know what medicine he took wrongly, he insists on locking me up now that it's not safe outside!!"

The more he talked, the more angry he became: "He just can't understand me and doesn't like me! He still insists that it's not safe outside. I'm out now, is there a piece of meat missing?!"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to come to his senses again. With a pale face and a little limp legs, he stood up against the wall: "Jiang Xianzun, you really don't...are you really still alive?"

"Well," Jiang Mu took a few steps towards him, brushed his fingers casually on his shoulders, and said with a hint of meaning in his tone, "It might be really unsafe."

"How could it be?" Rong Chen subconsciously wanted to refute, but the next moment he was taken away by the black mist wrapped around his fingertips: "This is?"

"Demon energy."

Jiang Mu's fingertips circulated the spiritual power, and the black mist was swallowed by the spiritual power almost without any resistance, but his eyebrows frowned slightly.

This is magic.

And he found it from the meridians in this kid's body.

But how is it possible?

He heard from the people he met along the way that a hundred years ago he used his body to sacrifice the sword to severely injure the demons. For a hundred years, the demons wanted to be human with their tails between their legs. How could they attack the Rong family in Tianyan City?

Jiang Mu narrowed his eyes, and after a while, Tao Hua's eyes regained a relaxed smile, and he turned his eyes to Rong Chen who was stunned in place and hooked his fingers: "Let's go."

Seeing that wisp of black mist, Rong Chen also thought clearly in his head, and there was a little bit of annoyance on his face. Before he could recover, he was stunned again when he saw Jiang Mu's actions: "Jiang Xianzun—Senior Jiang, He thought about it and changed his name, "You want to send me back to Tianyan City?"

Where is such a good thing?

Jiang Mu looked at him rather strangely, then lazily took out the peach blossom wine that he picked up in the inn just now and took a sip: "No, I have to trouble you to take me back to Xia Lin Jianzong."

He is only in the foundation building period now, and he doesn't have a penny on him. It would be a lot of effort to walk back by himself. Anyway, this kid also has money, and he just helped him. This fat sheep is right in front of him. Even a little wool is sorry for myself.

Gee.

Rin Sword Sect is divided into nine peaks. The place where Jiang Mu lived was named Sanchi, which means Sanchi Qingfeng.

There is a large peach blossom planted on Sanchifeng Mountain. It is now March, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom. When the breeze blows, the peach petals blown down are like snow in winter, and they are as beautiful as a fairyland.

The bluestone road in the peach blossom forest is covered with a layer of moss, and on the moss are scattered peach petals, which are soft and soft to step on.

Jiang Mu set foot on this road again after a lapse of 100 years. He still felt a little novel in his heart. He casually picked up a peach blossom branch in his hand, and took a sip from the flagon from time to time. Great outing as a teenager.

He was comfortable, but Rong Chen, who was left behind, had a hard time.

The young man was sweating profusely, and sat down on the bluestone slab, regardless of his image, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Uncle Jiang, wait for me, I can't do it."

Jiang Mu was delighted by his appearance: "How long have you been gone? Besides, how can a boy say that he can't do it?"

This kid was called Senior Jiang before, but he and Rong Yu are old acquaintances, so it's more appropriate to call him uncle.

"I really can't do it, Uncle Jiang." Rong Chen was paralyzed: "How long will it be?"

Jiang Mu thought for a while, and deliberately teased him: "It's only going so far, I guess it's only one-fifth of the way."

"!!" Rong Chen was about to burst into tears: "Uncle, Uncle, I really can't walk anymore."

As he said that, he looked at Jiang Mu pitifully: "Uncle Jiang, why don't you go first and find someone to pick me up later."

"Are you dreaming?" Jiang Mu laughed twice: "Just kidding, it's about halfway there, if you keep at it, you'll be there in a while."

Rong Chen didn't know what the concept of "a while" was, he only knew that his leg was going to be broken.

But he also knew that Uncle Jiang had a special status, and Uncle Jiang also said that it was not appropriate to disclose the news that he was still alive, so even if he didn't want to move anymore, he stood up with his legs that were about to fail.

He sighed, and subconsciously looked towards Jiang Mu.

The young man was holding a flower in one hand and a flagon in the other. Even his gray robe couldn't hide his unrestrained and unrestrained appearance. His pair of tea-colored peach blossom eyes were full of smiles, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

Rong Chen felt that at this moment, there seemed to be light on him.

The red-clothed sword that amazed the world at the beginning, returned after a hundred years, still with this amazing appearance.

"What do you think?"

Rong Chen came back to his senses quickly, his eyes touched the smile on his face, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

That's right, that's how this guy should be.

"It's nothing, Uncle Jiang, let's go on."

There is an enchantment on the mountainside of Sanchi Peak, which was set up by Jiang Mu himself when he was still interested in formations. His little brother who is proficient in formations changed it, and it can block many people.

Jiang Mu stood in front of the interface, propped his chin with one hand, tapped his chin with his slender fingers, and turned to look at Rong Chen: "Come here, I'll take you in."

Rong Chen hesitated for a moment: "It's not Uncle Jiang, although you set up this enchantment, but it's been 100 years, are you sure you can still get by?"

If someone changed his mind and the formation did not recognize Uncle Jiang's spiritual power, wouldn't their whereabouts be exposed immediately?

Jiang Mu understood what he meant, but still waved his hands indifferently: "No one will move."

His senior brothers and sisters have always loved him, and the things he left behind will definitely be well protected. Thinking about it ten thousand steps back, even if his senior brothers and sisters wanted to move, his little apprentice would not agree.

That bastard never looked at anyone's face when he became fierce.

There was a little more warmth in Jiang Mu's brown eyes, he didn't speak any more, he pulled Rong Chen's wrist and stepped into the barrier.

After entering the barrier, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at Rong Chen, who looked shocked.

Jiang Mu thought it was funny, just when he was about to speak, he suddenly lowered his eyes and looked at the inside of his left wrist.

After a while, he slowly frowned.

What's going on, he just felt a burning pain.

And at this moment, in the yard on the top of Sanchi Peak in the distance, the man in black robe suddenly opened his eyes.

Originally, his eyebrows were full of calmness, but he didn't know what he felt. The calmness was like the spring water whose calmness was broken by a stone. On the surface, he still managed to maintain calmness, but his dark eyes were full of disbelief.

He... what did he feel just now?

The sound of his breathing became heavy uncontrollably, and even the carefully tied red hairband on his left wrist was trembling slightly.

Is he feeling wrong?

As soon as this thought came out, his mind suddenly went blank, and he turned his eyes reflexively to look at the Dian Cang sword basking in the sun on the stone table.

This sword was his master's natal sword, and it was this sword that his master sacrificed himself to.

The connection between Diancang Sword and his master is stronger than anyone else, he may feel wrong, but this sword is absolutely impossible.

"Buzzing."

I saw that the latter couldn't control himself at all, as if he was waiting for his consent, but its sword hilt had already lifted from the stone table, and it was obviously eager to find the direction where the spiritual power touched the barrier just now. go.

correct……

His master is back.

Wen Xie's eye sockets were suddenly stained with a touch of damp red.

He waited 100 years.

His master finally knew that he had returned home.

In the next moment, his figure flashed, and he disappeared in the yard.

The Diancang Sword on the table "buzzed" twice, as if dissatisfied with his first step, and immediately followed closely.

Jiang Mu was still chatting and laughing with Rong Chen, but suddenly his voice stopped, as if he sensed something, he suddenly looked in the direction of the mountain top.

Rong Chen was stunned, "Jiang..."

Before he could speak the word "uncle" at the back, he saw a flash of inspiration, and a spirit sword shot towards them from the peak.

"..."

Rong Chen's pupils shrank suddenly: "!!!"

Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, didn't Uncle Jiang say that no one would touch his barrier?Why were they discovered not long after they came in? ! !

Moreover, I don't know which powerful person was alarmed, but he wanted their lives as soon as he made a move! ! !

But the next moment, his eyes widened in shock.

The sword that seemed to have pierced through the void and flew towards it rushed over with the aura of Wanfu Mokai, but when it arrived, it was sad, as if it had been wronged all the time, and it carefully stuffed itself into the river In Mu's arms, he rubbed the hilt of his sword against his cheek full of nostalgia.

Rong Chen: "..."

With this posture, he believed that this sword was his Uncle Jiang's illegitimate son who stayed in the Sword Sword Sect.

Jiang Mu took advantage of the situation and hugged the sword, not afraid that the hilt would accidentally injure him, he let it rub around, and even the smile in his eyes became stronger.

"Think of me that much?"

He wasn't surprised at all that Cangjian gave birth to spiritual wisdom, and he could vaguely feel some of its emotions before his body. Back then, he sacrificed the sword with his body and these 100 years of cultivation, if he hadn't produced spiritual wisdom, then That's strange.

However, he was a little surprised. He thought that with his character, the sword spirit of the natal sword would be normal even if he was a street hooligan, but he didn't expect this guy to be a weird person.

"Buzz~buzz buzz~"

Woohoo, I thought you didn't want me anymore!

Having not seen it for a hundred years, Jiang Mu was also happy seeing it like this, and reached out to touch its hilt with a smile and comforted it patiently: "No, how could it be."

As he said that, he thought of something again, and paused: "By the way, where is Xiao Xie?"

It was obvious that Dian Cangjian didn't want him to mention others, but he seemed to be scrupulous about something, hesitated for a while, and reluctantly left Jiang Mu's embrace, pointing at the end of the mountain road with the tip of his sword.

Jiang Mu looked up, and at the end of the bluestone road, there stood a man with loose long hair and deep eyes.

This is his little apprentice, Wen Xie.

This little bastard, who hasn't been seen for a hundred years, looks like an adult now.

He raised his lips almost reflexively, and walked towards the man.

He originally wanted to go over and pat the man on the shoulder, but when he got there, he realized that his head was considered tall, and standing in front of this little bastard was actually half a head shorter than him.

Jiang Mu: "..."

His mood is a little complicated.

"Small--"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was pulled into the arms of the man.

Jiang Mu froze for a moment, ready to speak, but suddenly stopped.

——The clothes on his shoulders were soaked in some kind of warm liquid.

"Wen Xie..."

Then, he heard the man's hoarse, damp voice: "Master, you are back."

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