"Mufeng...I know! Are you the Lord Mu Feng from the Holy Dynasty?"
Suddenly, Cheng Zhao seemed to have thought of something and suddenly raised his head, his beautiful eyes staring straight at Mu Feng.
Chen Mingrui, who was standing next to him, was startled by Cheng Zhao's move and subconsciously asked: "Holy Dynasty?
Lord Mu Feng?"
Cheng Zhao rolled his eyes at Chen Mingrui and said, "Don't you know that the seven coalition armies went south twice?
The second time, even Master Yang Xingyuan personally took action, and there were also Zhao Qi, the supreme elder of the Luohong Sacred Sect, and more than a dozen powerful eighth-level Martial Emperors!"
Chen Mingrui was startled, his eyes widened, and said: "I know this, Master Mu Feng is my idol, so you are that Master Mu Feng?"
Aren’t you fighting the second southern expedition of the seven major forces in the Holy Dynasty?”
Cheng Zhao also looked puzzled. They still didn't know the results of the second southern expedition. After all, it had only been so long and the news had not spread so fast.
"I am indeed Mu Feng of the Holy Dynasty. As for the second southern expedition led by Yang Xingyuan, I was naturally defeated, and he himself fled back like a lost dog! Otherwise, I would not have appeared here alone."
Mu Feng admitted openly.
Chen Mingrui and Cheng Zhao were shocked, but they were more suspicious.
Do they know that Yang Xingyuan is a quasi-sage level expert? Is Mu Feng really capable of defeating Yang Xingyuan?
They still had doubts about what Mu Feng said. They felt that Mu Feng was exaggerating. They were afraid that the former had abandoned the city and fled.
I'm afraid I'm just saying this now to save face.
Although they were so suspicious, they did not dare to say it. After all, they had heard how powerful Mu Feng was.
When the seven allied armies first marched south, Mu Feng fought one against seven, and his opponents were seven eighth-level Martial Emperors. In the end, he killed four and repelled three.
Such glorious achievements have spread throughout the continent, making Mu Feng's name resound in the hearts of most people.
It can be said that with this battle, Mu Feng has become one of the few strong men at the top of the mainland, and he is also the idol of many young people.
Chen Mingrui and Cheng Zhao actually regarded Mu Feng as their idol in their hearts, but now, they are a little disappointed.
The reason was naturally because Mu Feng refused to admit defeat and actually said such unconvincing lies as he had defeated Yang Xingyuan.
...After Master Shuizawa left the hut, he went straight to the core area.
As a first-generation grandmaster, although he cannot be regarded as a high-level person in the Valley of Refining Gods, he is still considered an important figure and is qualified to enter the core area.
The core area of the Valley of the Gods is basically the residences of the Imperial Masters in the valley, and the deeper you go, the higher the status and the deeper the attainments of the Imperial Masters are.
There is only an invisible barrier between the core area and the inner area. In front of the barrier stands a huge stone tablet. Next to the stone tablet, an old man in purple robes sits cross-legged.
"Mizusawa, why did you suddenly come to the core area?"
After sensing that someone was coming, the purple-robed old man slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Master Mizusawa, and asked lightly.
Master Mizuze raised his hands and said: "Senior Brother Zou! Today I met a customer, and he brought a magic weapon. There is nothing I can do to forge it for him!"
"oh?
But a certain Emperor Wu brought imperial soldiers?
No, since he is a powerful Martial Emperor, he should know the rules. How could he go to the inner area to find you?
You should come directly to the core area!"
The old man in purple robe looked surprised and said with some confusion.
"This is the first time this person has come to the God Refining Valley, and he calls himself Mu Feng! What's more, what he took out was a super imperial weapon, and he named it for the Valley Master to refine it himself!"
Master Mizusawa smiled bitterly.
Hearing this, the purple-robed old man lost his composure at all, his eyes widened and he said: "Super Imperial Weapon?
Good guy, what is the origin of this Mu Feng?
You can actually get a treasure of this level! Speaking of which, Mu Feng sounds quite familiar!"
Master Mizuze nodded and said: "It sounds familiar, but I can't remember it right now!"
The purple-robed old man suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Do I know who this Mu Feng is?
Some time ago, didn't the seven major forces gather millions of troops to attack the Holy Dynasty?
You should know about this, right?"
Master Mizuze nodded and said: "Of course I know this. It was a big fuss at that time, and it was spread all over the outer district."
"Isn't the person who helped the Sheng Dynasty turn defeat into victory at that time named Mu Feng?
I also heard that Mu Feng is very young, with black robe and black hair, doesn’t he fit in with your guest?”
The old man in purple robe asked.
Master Mizuze suddenly realized and said: "It is indeed a black robe and black hair! It seems that this Mu Feng is that Mu Feng. I almost neglected this important man!"
Thinking of what he had done in the hut before, Master Mizusawa wanted to punch himself and secretly cursed himself for being as stupid as a pig.
But what is more of a fear is that Mu Feng, a big shot, is the new strongest man in the mainland, and he has created a brilliant record of fighting seven eighth-level Martial Emperors in one battle, killing four and severely damaging three.
How could he, a mere super grandmaster, offend such a big shot?
It is not difficult for him to imagine that if Mu Feng really killed him with a sword, the Valley Master would probably not stand up for him! "If it is really Mr. Mu Fengmu, the Valley Master must be informed of this matter! You
Come in with me!"
The purple-robed old man's face became much more solemn, and he quickly pulled Master Mizuze into the core area and headed towards the deepest part.
There are also cottages standing in the core area, but the number is much smaller than in the inner area, and these cottages cover a large area, just like palaces.
The most conspicuous thing is a tower-shaped house in the deepest part of the core area.
This cottage is nine stories high. Compared with other cottages, it really stands out.
"Zou Su, Shui Ze, what are you doing here?
This is the valley owner’s cottage!”
In front of the gate of the outer courtyard of the tower-shaped hut, there were two warriors with huge auras guarding them. They stopped the two of them, and one of them shouted.
"I have something important to report to the Valley Master. It's of great importance, so don't stop me!"
Zou Su said coldly.
The two warriors snorted coldly, but they remained motionless and had no intention of getting out of the way.
"Let them both in!"
Suddenly, a vicissitudes of time and mellow voice came from inside the tower-shaped house.
The two warriors raised their hands in the direction of the hut, and then let them in.
Creak! As soon as Zou Su and Shui Ze entered the outer courtyard, the door at the bottom of the tower in front opened by itself.
The two of them walked in with small steps, rather nervously.
After entering the depths of the tower, through the dim light, they saw a white figure in front of them with their back to him.
This figure is wearing a white robe, has a slender figure, is holding a dragon-shaped crutch in his right hand, and has a jade wrench on his thumb.
"Zou Su meets the Valley Master!"
"Shui Ze meets the Valley Master!"
When Zou Su and Shui Ze saw the figure of the white-robed old man, they quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully.
"Get up! Tell me what important thing you have to report!"
The old man in white robe slowly turned around, revealing a slightly twilight face. His eyebrows were very long and hung down to his chest, and his beard even hung down to his abdomen.
The white beard and white eyebrows complement each other with the white robe, making him look pure and flawless, giving him the aura of a Taoist immortal.
He is Nie Zijian, the master of the Valley of the Gods.