In order to avoid the sight of Xizhou Demon Cultivator, Chu Wen ordered people to go around into the North Sea, where there was a vast sea below, and he was moving forward in the icy wind.

In addition to the people from the Fuyue Sect, Chu Wen brought along many other masters of the sect who had made good friends with the Fuyue Sect. After he settled down three juniors lying in a row, he went to discuss matters with those people.

Those who stayed outside the room were all Fuyue Sect disciples, most of them were of the same generation, and when they saw Chu Zhaoliu slipping out, they all laughed and said hello: "Senior Brother Chu!"

"Senior brother Chu! I heard that you killed an ancient demon king with a single sword in the secret realm. Is it true?!"

"You usually hide too deeply!"

"What do you know, this is called a master without revealing his appearance, have you forgotten how old our junior brother Chu formed the alchemy?"

"Senior Brother Chu, how is Senior Brother Gu?"

"I heard that Sect Master Xie was also inside, who hurt Sect Master Xie..."

When Chu Wen was not there, a group of brothers and sisters couldn't hold back their curiosity long ago, and gathered around chattering.

Chu Zhaoliu was still immersed in the great shock that he was a hooligan. He was dizzy when asked, calmed down, and shook his fan with a smile: "Curious? Want to know?"

Everyone looked at him with burning eyes, and nodded sincerely.

Faced with such a clear and expectant gaze, Chu Zhaoliu twitched his mouth and pointed into the room: "Go and wake up Sect Master Xie and let him tell you."

After he finished speaking, he didn't see much movement, and then he got out of many figures, and fled out in a chic way.

The brothers looked at each other in blank dismay: "..."

Even when Xie Ming was in Fuyue Sect, he was a classmate with everyone in the lecture hall, and his reputation had not yet spread far, no one dared to approach Xie Ming.

Perhaps it was because he had witnessed the slaughter of the sect with his own eyes. Xie Ming's indifference was evil, like a sharp sword drawn out of its scabbard, he would be cut if he was not careful, and he was used to being taciturn. Chu Wen can talk to him a few more words, and no one can talk to him on weekdays.

To wake up Xie Ming?

Want him to tell them stories?

Who dares!

But Chu Zhaoliu had already run away in two or three steps, and everyone could only return to their original places with regret, watching the excitement in Lingtong Domain with relish.

[Compared to Que Xinluo's death, the demon king's wings infiltrating into the secret territory, and Xie Ming's injury, this must be the most shocking news to fellow Taoists, and you all know it]

[I'm telling you, I don't believe it]

[So many people in the secret territory have seen it, don't you believe it? 】

[Is it true if someone sees it?Seeing may not be believing in the secret realm...]

[The above few are really pitiful, immersed in the story of the fall of genius, unable to extricate themselves, with your stupid resources, how can you compare with the proud son of others? 】

[... May I ask what are you all discussing?Waking up the next night and it seems like the sky has changed? 】

[Are you awake?It’s not a big deal, it’s just that my brother Chu killed the ancient demon king with a single sword]

Chu Zhaoliu, who was in the center of the vortex, didn't know the hustle and bustle of the Spiritual Realm, strolled to the edge of the cloud boat, stretched out to explore the cold air outside the barrier, stared at the fingertips covered with frost by the icy wind, and breathed a sigh of relief. Spit it out slowly.

Is it because I got too close to Xie Ming recently?

Xie Ming didn't even consider him a friend, what was he thinking about?

Just as he was thinking, footsteps came from behind, accompanied by a familiar voice: "Junior brother, what are you doing!"

Chu Zhaoliu withdrew his hand, turned around and said haha: "It's too hot inside the barrier, cool down."

Chu Wen came over in three or two steps, took his hand and looked carefully, seeing that his fingers were not frostbitten, his face softened: "Why did you come out? How is your body? Does it still hurt?"

Chu Zhaoliu raised his hands in surrender: "It's much better, brother, there are still people watching."

Followed by all the elders of Yanxia's sects, they laughed and said, "It is said that Fuyue Sect's sect is harmonious, and the relationship between Sect Master Chu and Daoist Chu is really enviable."

Everyone's eyes fell on Chu Zhaoliu, with a bit of inquiry and curiosity, but his elder brother is here, so it's not easy to ask directly.

Just as he was thinking about how to bring the topic to Chu Zhaoliu, a soft laugh came from behind: "Chu Daoyou really hides his secrets, if you don't make a sound, you're already a blockbuster."

The crowd separated automatically, and a beautiful woman came with a cat in her arms, followed by Luo Duchun, who was fluttering in white, who didn't look surprised when he saw Chu Zhaoliu.

I'm afraid Chu Zhaoliu and the others recognized her identity not long after they met.

Chu Zhaoliu smiled and cupped his hands: "Mrs. Du is too famous."

Mrs. Du smiled: "I heard from my little Chun'er that Daoist Chu has rescued me many times in the secret realm, and I am very grateful. Since Daoist Chu is unwilling to marry me into Yuqing Palace, it is better to make an exception..."

Luo Duchun had a premonition that she wanted to say something, and suddenly his head got dizzy, and he interrupted: "Master."

Madam Du pouted, feeling a little pity: "Okay, okay, I forgot you wrote..."

Luo Duchun, who had always been extremely calm and calm in the secret territory, blushed suddenly, and his voice was even higher: "Master!"

Madam Du regretted shutting up again.

Chu Zhaoliu looked suspiciously at the panicked Luo Duchun.

Mrs. Du didn't finish her sentence, what else did Luo Duchun write, why was she so panicked?

Others followed Mrs. Du's words, and asked tentatively: "Friend Chu, I heard that the ancient demon king's body had a big hill, and the demonic aura was so strong that everyone present at that time couldn't move..."

Chu Zhaoliu said casually: "It's nothing but fancy."

Chu Wen also looked worried: "Did you get hurt when you confronted the Demon King?"

"Didn't Brother Yan check it out? Brother, don't worry," Chu Zhaoliu smiled at him, and wrote lightly, "Besides, it's in front of me, so I don't have a chance to do it."

This sentence confirms that the words of those who escaped from the secret realm are true.

He really killed the ancient demon king with just one strike.

Chu Zhaoliu not only repaired the spirit veins and formed alchemy again, but also suffered such an astonishing loss of aptitude.

Fuyue Sect now not only has the famous Fuyue Immortal Venerable, but also Chu Zhaoliu, Chu Wen, Gu Junyi, and Xie Ming, a powerful foreign aid. This is really...

Everyone was extremely complicated, envious and sighing.

One sect and one sect, if they want to inherit it, they must be accepted by those with high qualifications, otherwise they will always wither. Now that there are so many talented people, why are they all related to the Fuyue sect?

I asked what I wanted to ask, and everyone didn't stay any longer, and left in twos and threes.

Chu Wen turned his head: "You and Ah Ming went out this time, and Suyang and Xizhou belonged, did you find out anything?"

Chu Zhaoliu didn't hide anything, and explained in detail what happened along the way.

Chu Wen's face changed after hearing this: "It is impossible for someone who knows you so well to be gone without a trace. I'll ask someone to investigate the people who have had contact with you in the Chu family and the Fuyue Sect."

Chu Zhaoliu did not refuse, but nodded.

Chu Wen played the sound transmission talisman, explained the matter, and frowned worriedly again.

Chu Zhaoliu was helpless: "Senior brother, what are you worried about?"

Chu Wen's eyes were warm and soft, as if he was born with a little sentimentality, and sighed: "Junior brother, the sword-questioning conference will be held at the end of the month. Originally, due to the change of the magic cultivator, the Tiandao League was still discussing with the Lumen sect whether to hold it as scheduled. Xin Luo is dead, and the Demon Cultivator will probably rest for a while, so the sword-questioning conference should be held as scheduled."

Chu Zhaoliu didn't know, so he said, "Huh?"

"At the Sword Asking Conference, you can challenge people at will. Now that you are on the cusp and attracting everyone's attention, many people will definitely come to test the challenge."

Chu Wen patted his head: "Brother is worried about you."

Chu Zhaoliu's sealing of spiritual power was only known to the few people closest to him, and Chu Wen had personally seen the sequelae of unsealing.

A hundred years ago, Chu Zhaoliu did not participate in the frontal battlefield, but in the rear battlefield, he contributed no less than Xie Ming. It can even be said that the battle was so smooth because of Xie Ming, and because of Chu Follow the flow.

Many masters of the demon tribe fell inexplicably, the talisman formations that were continuously distributed to the frontline monks, the large formation that sealed the bones of the demon king, the demon king who intended to sneak attack but was knocked back... Many people did not pay attention, but they were very important. Everything was done by Chu Zhao.

The consequence was naturally severe pain in the spirit veins. Even Chu Zhaoliu, who could bear the pain, turned pale and trembled from the pain. Chu Wen didn't want the younger brother to suffer like that again, so he protected the calf very hard and didn't allow it. He runs around.

Moreover, Chu Zhaoliu was challenged on the martial arts training platform back then, causing his spiritual veins to be damaged.

That black-robed man repeatedly wanted to kill Chu Zhaoliu and Xie Ming. Although the possibility is very small, just in case...

Chu Zhaoliu couldn't think of what Chu Wen was worried about, and couldn't help staring at Chu Wen with admiration: "Brother, you think so much every day, won't your hair fall out?"

Chu asked: "..."

"Don't worry," Chu Zhaoliu put one hand on the side of the boat, proudly raised his chin slightly, "It's all just crooked people, if you dare to challenge me, even if you don't unblock them, I still have ways to beat them to pieces .”

Chu Wen laughed: "How can you be so arrogant, don't be careless. What I mean is, if the conference is held as scheduled, why don't you stay in Fuyue Mountain and have a good rest?"

But Chu Zhaoliu shook his head: "If the black-robed man is really the same person who hurt me a hundred years ago, and he dislikes me and Xie Ming like this, he will definitely do something. Wouldn't it save time to attract, it would be a good opportunity instead."

That person has been hiding in the dark, watching their every move, and controlling the overall situation. Chu Zhaoliu has long been impatient, but there is nothing he can do about it.

It would be more convenient if he could be caught during the sword-questioning meeting.

After a pause, Chu Zhaoliu pointed to the direction of the consultation room: "Here, besides, Sect Master Xie is still lying in there, if he refuses to wake up for a long time, Luming Sect probably won't be in the mood to hold any sword-questioning General Assembly……"

As soon as the words fell, a young disciple ran over from there and shouted excitedly: "Sect Master! Brother Chu! Good news, Sect Master Xie has woken up!"

Chu Zhaoliu: "..."

Well, Xie Ming, you must be against me, right?

Xie Ming's "no" is like a thorn in the flesh, every time he thinks about it, it makes Chu Zhaoliu very unhappy and brooding, and Xie Ming's attitude before he knocked himself out also makes him quite sad. Dissatisfied, he immediately rolled up his sleeves and went to settle accounts with Xie Ming.

Da Da Da quickly walked to the door of the house, and his footsteps stopped suddenly.

Chu Wen followed behind him, seeing him in a hurry, his face changed suddenly, like a child, couldn't help but smile: "Why don't you go in?"

Chu Zhaoliu had a strange expression on his face, he glanced at Chu Wen, and took a cautious step back: "I remembered something small."

He suddenly remembered that the Wang Bafu with Xie Ming written on it was still beside Xie Ming's face, and he ran too fast and forgot to put it away.

How would Xie Ming feel when he saw it?

No, you don't even need to guess, you can know Xie Ming's reaction.

Xie Ming would definitely look at it blankly, then tore off the talisman paper with a calm face, and was ready to dig his grave at any time in the future, stabbing him suddenly.

Chu Wen laughed and said, "What's the matter?"

The more Chu Zhaoliu thought about it, the more his scalp became numb, and the more he thought about it, the more he didn't want to see Xie Ming's face, so he quickly pulled away and wanted to retreat: "It's nothing, I guess Xie Zongzhu doesn't want to see me, but seeing you will definitely make me happy, what's wrong? The poison was completely cured, and I was able to get up and fight another three hundred battles immediately. Senior brother, you go in, I will talk to the descendant of Yuqing Palace..."

As soon as the words fell, the door in front opened with a creak.

As expected, there was no expression on Xie Ming's face, obviously his sweetheart, Eldest Brother, was beside him, but his eyes were all fixed on him, his tone was unpredictable, and he asked calmly, "Where are you going?"

The author has something to say:

From the perspective of Sovereign Xie, who has been disconnected for several chapters: When he woke up, his wife was not by his side. After waiting for a long time, his wife refused to come in. Wait patiently. Not only did his wife not want to see him, but she also wanted to talk to someone else! ▼_▼

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