"Luo Junyu is a saint from the Liuli Sect. Although the Liuli Sect is not as good as the Taixuan Sect, it is still a great holy place. Once this matter comes out, the impact will be extremely bad."
Even after seven years, Feng Guang is still angry when he mentions what happened back then.
"Later, Taixuanzong deprived your father of his status as a core disciple and announced in public that he would be expelled from Taixuanzong."
"But Jiang Yulou's viciousness is beyond people's imagination. Even so, he was still unwilling to let your father go. Afterwards, he actually sent people to sneak attack and cripple your father's cultivation."
"Jiang Yulou, Luo Junyu!"
Indescribable rage erupted from Lin Mu's heart like a volcano.
There are such vicious people in this world.
It was in vain that his father treated Jiang Yulou sincerely, but what he got in exchange was this ending.
Now he finally understood why his father had become so decadent during those seven years.
This kind of day of being betrayed, framed, and even losing your cultivation must be extremely painful.
No wonder, the father mentioned by Feng Guang was obviously a great martial artist, but he was so weak in Xichuan City that even the great Bolin Zheng could not suppress him.
It turns out that his cultivation level has been abolished.
"Jiang Yulou, hypocrite."
"Luo Junyu, bitch."
He gritted his teeth and looked ferocious.
Murderous intent, unstoppable outburst.
Lin Meier also looked dumbfounded. She didn't expect that her uncle Lin Nan had experienced such a painful ordeal.
What's more valuable is that Lin Nan is just a little decadent, but he is always gentle and has never told anyone about his pain.
If this were the case for an ordinary person, I'm afraid he would have collapsed a long time ago.
"Lin Mu, I know you are angry. Why shouldn't I be angry?"
Feng Guang clenched his fists tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hands, "No matter how angry you are, you can only endure it."
"Seven years ago, Jiang Yulou was a genius similar to your father, a peak martial artist. Now he is even more terrifying."
"As early as six years ago, he made a breakthrough and became the Wuzong, and was promoted to a direct disciple of the Taixuan Sect. His connections are so strong."
"Not only can we not take revenge, we must also try our best to avoid him and not let him focus on us." "As for Luo Junyu, he was also a genius back then. I guess he is not as good as Jiang Yulou now.
How bad would it be?"
Suddenly, a burst of low laughter sounded, and then the low laughter turned into laughter.
"Hahahahaha"
"Can't take revenge?"
After saying these four words, Lin Mu calmed down.
"As a son of man, how can I turn a blind eye when I know that my father has a grudge against me?"
His voice was also low and calm.
"Lin Mu, don't be so impulsive as to do something like throwing an egg against a stone."
Feng Guang said anxiously.
"Uncle Feng, I will definitely avenge my father's hatred, but don't worry, I'm not a fool."
Lin Mu walked to the river, looked at the water, and said slowly, "And this hatred will only increase my motivation and make me practice harder."
"Not now, and I don't believe it will ever be possible."
At this time, a waterhopper shed its last layer of skin and crawled out of the water.
Then it spread its four wings, fluttered to the ground, took to the air, and flew away.
At the same time, a vicious voice came out of Lin Mu's mouth: "One day, whether Jiang Yulou or Luo Junyu, I will kill them with my own hands."
"If you think so, I feel relieved."
Feng Guang couldn't help but look at Lin Mu. He realized that he had really underestimated this boy's character.
"Uncle Feng, now I want to truly understand what Wuliang Mountain and Taixuan Sect are."
Lin Mu said seriously.
Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you fight a hundred battles without danger.
His future enemy is there, and he must know the situation first before he knows how to fight.
"Speaking of Wuliang Mountain, I first need to tell you about the layout of Lingwu Continent."
Feng Guang nodded, "Lingwu Continent is actually like a galaxy. Its core is similar to the sun, and it is also the strongest energy spring."
"Beside this core, there are seven planets, which are secondary energy springs."
"The strongest energy source is naturally Wuliang Mountain, which is occupied by various hidden forces. The seven secondary energy springs are occupied by the Seven Kingdoms and have become the location of the Seven Kingdoms' palaces."
"This is also the reason why the royal families of the Seven Kingdoms are not in Wuliang Mountain, but they can continue to cultivate masters and make all the hidden forces fearful."
Lin Mu was suddenly moved after hearing this.
Wuliang Mountain was actually so powerful. He couldn't help but said: "Isn't Wuliang Mountain the core of Lingwu Continent?"
"This is the fact. The holy land of martial arts and auspiciousness in Lingwu Continent is Wuliang Mountain."
"There is the richest spiritual energy in the world, the most precious medicinal herbs in the world, and the most ferocious monsters in the world."
"Similarly, there are almost all the strongest sects and aristocratic families in the world gathered there, which is what the world calls the hidden forces."
"That place is also known as the most blessed place in the world, the place closest to the secrets of martial arts."
"The most blessed place in the world, the place closest to the secrets of martial arts, Wuliang Mountain."
Lin Mu muttered for a while and lost his mind.
"Wuliangshan is huge, incredibly big."
Feng Guang continued, "Inside, there are countless mountain peaks, caves, rivers, lakes, and plain basins."
"Even though martial arts have flourished for tens of thousands of years, no one can tell how big Wuliang Mountain is, and many parts of it are still unknown."
"Such a large place is like a world of its own inside, a world ruled by sects' holy lands and powerful families."
"In that world, many people regard themselves as Tianfu and look down on people in other parts of the continent, thinking that people in other places are uncivilized aborigines."
"Taixuanzong is a very famous holy place in this world, a complete behemoth."
"Holy place?"
Hearing Feng Guang mention this term many times, Lin Mu couldn't help but pay attention, "What does holy land mean?"
Hearing this, Feng Guang looked complicated: "Any force where a martial saint exists is called a holy land."
Lin Mu's heart moved: "I have experienced the power of the Ancestral Sword. It is incredibly strong. If it really explodes, even the Wuzong will not be able to match it. Could it be that the owner of the Ancestral Sword, the Sword Ancestor of the Iron Sword Dao, is a Martial Saint?"
"good."
Feng Guang sighed, "So Tie Jian Dao was also a holy place thousands of years ago."
It is a pity that a holy place has been reduced to such a state.
But Lin Mu didn't care about this. He looked at Feng Guang and said, "Uncle Feng, then you must know the Holy Land very well, right?"
"Just so-so."
Feng Guangdao, "I still know roughly, but Iron Sword Dao has been in decline for too long, and I don't know many details."
"I know a rough idea now, that's pretty much it."
Lin Mu said immediately.
"good."
Feng Guang did not refuse, "The vastness of the Holy Land cannot be imagined by people from afar."
"It's not the kind of sect you see outside with hundreds or thousands of people. This kind of sect is not worth mentioning in Wuliang Mountain except for a few exceptions."
"Take Iron Sword Dao as an example. At its peak, it had hundreds of core disciples, thousands of inner disciples, tens of thousands of outer disciples, and hundreds of thousands of handymen."
"In addition to this, there are millions of ordinary warriors and mortals."