After discussing with Mugu, Feng Jueyu returned to Qixia Realm through the back mountain teleportation array. In the past few days, Guang Xiao and Wang Hai and Wang He had been fighting fiercely, because everyone liked the formation, and Wang Hai and Wang He had been fighting for many years.
Following Mugu, I spent a lot of time poring over ancient secret books, so my cultivation of formations also skyrocketed. Although they were not as high as Guangxiao, the two of them had great experience. Some of the formations and Taoist scrolls they had read over the years were actually connected.
Guangxiao has never seen it.
Ever since, the two brothers Guang Xiao and Wang Hai and Wang He almost lived in a cave next to the teleportation array in the back mountain. The three of them worked on the teleportation array when they had nothing to do, and then discussed the essence of the array with each other.
Very casual and free-spirited, Feng Jueyu saw that the three of them had nothing to do, so he arranged a task for them, which was to build two more small teleportation arrays in Houshan Cave Mansion to facilitate everyone to travel to Qixia and Chaosheng Two Worlds at any time.
Coming and going.
Yun Ning came to report the news through one of the small teleportation arrays, and Feng Jueyu naturally returned through the small teleportation array.
Since establishing the two major forces of Xiaoyue and Tianfang, Feng Jueyu has found that his opportunities to practice are getting less and less. There are always a mountain of things waiting for him to decide. Sometimes, he has to go out and do it himself.
There are things that no one else can do, so Feng Jueyu was very happy when he heard that the God of Death had returned, because it meant that he could learn the three killing skills.
Therefore, without being too special, he left his eldest brother and third brother behind and returned to the Qixia Realm alone.
Because of the fire in Tianfang, he did not go back to meet Mrs. Hongxing in person on the day the teleportation array was built, so he was thinking about it in his heart. Even though no one in Xiaoyue Sect dared to offend Xiaoyue Sect in Lingzhou, Feng Jueyu actually understood the key to it.
She knew very well that Mrs. Hongxing's life was not easy. She took away Shangguan Ruofan, Huang Tianjue, Zhang Yuanze, Wu Yingxue, and the God of Death was wandering away again. The five thousand swordsmen in red went to Jinxiao Pagoda to practice again.
There is only one Xiao Yuehe, who has just been reborn, and his cultivation has not yet recovered. Facing the current situation in Lingzhou, Xuanjingzhai and Leiyin Pavilion are watching eagerly, so Mrs. Hongxing will not live a leisurely life. She is almost
One person supports the entire Xiaoyue Sect.
There is no shortage of manpower in Tianfang, but there are many disciples of Xiaoyue Sect, but there are only a few backbones. On the way from Yaogu Forest to the cave of the teleportation array, Feng Jueyu thought about it, and planned to invite Wu Dou of rice when he went back this time.
Help Mrs. Hongxing guard Xiaoyue's level.
After coming out of the teleportation array, he felt a chill all over his body. Before his vision could recover, Guan Ming trotted over to find him.
"Young Master, you are back." This Guan Ming looked completely different from the first time he met him. He was wrapped in a short body in a long and fat robe, and his whole body was covered with embroidered patterns of talismans. When Dingqing took a look, everything was different.
It is a formation Taoist charm imposed on oneself.
Feng Jueyu glanced at him and stepped back in fright: "Hey? What are you doing? Where did you get such a robe?"
Guan Ming rubbed his hands and chuckled. If this kid wasn't as skinny as a stick, Feng Jueyu would have easily confused him with the profiteer-like Fatty Shan based on the changes in his expression.
The two of them were invariably wilted and bad.
"Ah, I have recently learned a few formations and magical powers, and I bought a robe from Feng Zizi. It's not bad." Guan Ming said in a sultry tone.
"Feng Zizi? Who is it? I've never heard of it." Feng Jueyu was stunned for a moment.
"Ah, Feng Xianyu, the master of weapons in Fuzhou, by the way, I forgot to inform the young master. Feng Xianyu was just invited by the lady recently to refine weapons for our disciples of Xiaoyue Sect."
"Have you found another master?"
"It's not bad. This person's cultivation level is mediocre, but his skill in refining weapons is really great. Huh? Master, have you finished your trip to the world of chaos?" Guan Ming kept talking like a quarrel.
Boom, it knocked Feng Jueyu down.
Ever since he taught Guan Ming a lesson with formation cultivation, this boy has been completely obedient and respectful to Feng Jueyu. However, this boy is a bit vain, so what Feng Jueyu doesn't know is that since that time,
Guan Ming just mentioned to others that he was appreciated by Mr. Feng and so on. Anyway, he flattered Feng Jueyu and not only made Feng Jueyu famous, but also raised his own status.
In today's Xiaoyue Sect, when it comes to Guan Ming, everyone knows about him.
However, Feng Jueyu realized that this kid must have another agenda when he picked a fight with her. Seeing that Guan Ming was pestering her, Feng Jueyu said impatiently: "Okay, okay, if you have something to say, I'll tell you something."
I still have to go see Madam."
"Ah, you have a lot of things to do, young master. Actually, I was thinking that when you would be free, you could teach me some skills." It turned out that he wanted to learn the formation.
Feng Jueyu glanced at him angrily and said: "If you want to learn the formation, just say so. Why do you want to turn around? But I really don't have time now. If you do this, go through the teleportation formation and find a pair of brothers named Wang Hai and Wang He."
, If you want to learn anything, or have any insights, talk to them, there is also a great master of the Formation Dao who is not weaker than me over there, and some of the secret volumes of the "Book of Ten Directions" are in their hands." Feng Jueyu said.
It's Guang Xiao. Now, if these four guys get together, they will definitely be very harmonious.
"Ah, okay then, young master, please go slowly." When Guan Ming heard this, he knew something in his heart. He didn't really want to learn anything from Feng Jueyu face to face, because he knew that Feng Jueyu was too busy and he was interested in him.
Yes, the "Book of Ten Directions" in Feng Jueyu's hand
After Guan Ming finished speaking, he ran away and disappeared, leaving Feng Jueyu there to dry.
"This kid is so realistic." Feng Jueyu cursed angrily and walked outside the Moro Underground Ancient City. On the way out, Feng Jueyu thought for a moment and took out five buckets of rice to exchange with him before leaving.
The messenger talisman was sacrificed directly, and then went straight to Xiaoyue Sect.
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After leaving the underground ancient city, Feng Jueyu soared into the clouds and headed straight for Xiaoyue Hall. Along the way, there were many people saying hello. Now Xiaoyue Sect has entered its most prosperous stage, with more than a million disciples distributed throughout the country.
In the nearby mountains centered on Yueshan Mountain, there are countless palaces and majestic buildings. From a distance, it is very spectacular.
Since Gao Guoyang's group of timid and fearful double-dealers were eliminated, another elder has been appointed as the new master of Xiaoyue Sect's Chuan Gong Pavilion. This person's name is "Wanxiang", and he is also known as "Wanxiang" Sanren. Although his cultivation level is not high,
Being high is better than being practical, and Mrs. Hongxing deliberately selected two secret books for this person to practice. She gave him personal guidance when he had nothing to do, and his cultivation level also increased day by day.
Under the leadership of Wanxiang, the disciples of Xiaoyue Sect have practiced hard. In just over a year, the atmosphere of the entire sect has become different. Wanxiang Sanren have faithfully implemented Madam Hongxing's "Don't be afraid of foreign enemies and unite internally"
The concept has built the sect from top to bottom like an iron barrel. Although there are very few backbones within the sect now, Feng Jueyu believes that as long as Tianfang’s wealth is in place, the Xiaoyue Sect will reach a new level in just fifty years.
high.
Looking at Xiaoyue Sect's ever-changing and promising future, Feng Jueyu felt extremely satisfied and thought about asking his wife to reward this "Wanxiang Sanren".
He flew back to Xiaoyue Sect's main hall along the way and arrived at the square. The nearby disciples came over to watch the ceremony.
After the last battle with Xu Hao, the disciples in the sect are now particularly awed and impressed by Feng Jueyu. You must know that in the hearts of the disciples, a strong man like Xu Hao is definitely on the same level as his wife.
A master, and as soon as Feng Jueyu came back, he beat the opponent without losing any temper. This already shows Feng Jueyu's strength.
In the grand world, the strong are respected. Only with superb strength can you gain the respect of the world.
"Where is Madam?" Feng Jueyu came to the square, grabbed a mountain guarding disciple and asked.
The disciple said respectfully: "Go back to me, sir. Madam is in the back hall, discussing matters with Senior Xiao."
"Okay, please step back." Feng Jueyu waved his hand and walked towards the main hall.
After passing through several corridors, Feng Jueyu came to the back hall. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Mrs. Hongxing, Xiao Yuehe and the God of Death sitting together.
This time, the God of Death did not stand coolly in the corner, but sat at the front of the apse on the right, accompanied by an old man who was half a century old.
This old man has gray hair, a square face, and a red face. He is filled with fierce fire essence. At first glance, he is a strong man with deep dark five-element fire. And his cultivation is at the early stage of Chengdao realm. He is not strong, but he is not weak.
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The four of them were sitting in the hall and didn't know what they were talking about. As soon as Feng Jueyu's footsteps came in, the four of them looked outside.
"Madam, Mr. Xiao, Senior Killer God, are you back?"
"Hmm." The God of Death hummed expressionlessly, then pointed at the old man next to him and said: "Feng Jueyu, please pay me." He gave a brief introduction.
But when the old man paid Rao, the God of Death said one more thing: "It's from the undercurrent."
"Nice to meet you." Feng Jueyu quickly clasped his fists and saluted, while the old man named Fu also smiled slightly.
"I've heard about the young master's name a long time ago. When I saw him today, he was indeed very majestic and majestic."
After throwing away the polite words, Feng Jueyu waved his hand in a very easy-going manner and said with a smile: "You're so polite, Mr. Fu, don't listen to the nonsense of Senior Killer God. In the eyes of these people, this kid is just a late learner."
Everyone laughed, Fu Rao shook his head and said: "Young Master is so humble."
"Come, sit down."
As a result, the five people in the hall sat down, and then Mrs. Hongxing said: "Zhang Yuanze already gave a general account of the situation in Tianfang when he came back. Is the situation there difficult?"
Hearing this, Feng Jueyu shook his head and said, "It's not difficult, it's just a little troublesome."
"What did Mugu say?"
"Ah, I left this matter to him. I thought about sending some manpower from Xiaoyue to help him, but he refused. He said that if he couldn't handle it in the territory of the chaotic world,
Then you won’t be able to see anyone.”
"That's right." Mrs. Hongxing showed a very charming smile and commented: "It seems that this boy from the Mu family has average cultivation and can make people worry-free when doing things."