Chapter 686: Hidden Revenge

After asking, the Seven Venerables seemed to have come to a conclusion on their own and quickly nodded: "Yes, although Lao Jiu is a newcomer, he has now begun to learn to put on airs because of the appreciation of the palace master. As for Lao Ba

, That's a person who is in the eyes of money. If you are a little Nine Nether Holy Envoy, if you go directly to him, he will definitely ask the lion to speak..."

Mu Hansha breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly responded. The Seven Venerables pondered for a while, closed the lid of the box again and pushed it in front of him.

"Let's do this, you can take these spirit stones back first. I will try my best to clear them. If there is any need, I will use them."

Mu Hansha burst into tears and kowtowed deeply: "No matter whether things are successful or not, I sincerely respect the seven priests of these spirit stones!"

The seven priests deliberately said to their faces: "Do you think I am as greedy as Lao Ba?" Seeing Mu Hansha was frightened, he then picked his beard and smiled: "Okay, if I don't accept this money, I'm afraid

You won’t be at ease. So let’s keep it here for me. After you go back, relax your heart. If I speak, the eighth and the nineth will probably give me this face."

Mu Hansha nodded repeatedly, his joy was beyond words. Then the seven priests gave him a few more instructions and let him go.

Shortly after stepping out of the room, the jade slip in Mu Hansha's hand lit up. Looking at the dim light that seemed like a death talisman and the name of the sender who was imprinted in his bones and blood, Mu Hansha's expression suddenly became

Extremely painful. My fingers trembled for a few times, and finally I stroked the button to "connect". Then I hurriedly buried my head and walked quickly to the outside of the hall. I picked up secluded paths with sparsely populated areas along the way.

"Hansha, how are things doing?" A hearty laughter came from the jade slip, with a deliberate disguise in his voice.

Mu Hansha's eyes were covered with darkness by his slightly drooping hair, and he said with difficulty: "I... am still working hard. Please give me some more time." The prayer mixed with pain was far more than him.

When serving in front of the Venerable, he is even more humble and pious.

The voice opposite the jade slip suddenly sank and shouted in a rough voice: "What's going on? Are you not the Saint Envoy of Jiuyou? Isn't this place just in your hands? Could it be that you don't want to do it at all

Bar?"

Mu Hansha held the jade slip in pain: "The power of the Nine Nether Holy Envoy is really not that great. Please believe me..." After hesitating for a long time, he gently spit out a word: "Dad."

The opposite Jade Jian interrupted impatiently, "Okay, okay! I patted my chest in front of your cousin. You must not let me lose this person, do you understand?"

Mu Hansha wanted to say something but stopped. He wanted to explain the primary election system in the hall, his current situation in the cracks, and his spare time to make a living with his savings. No matter what the final result is, he really

He had tried his best. But when he reached his mouth, he swallowed it again.

He knew very well that no matter how difficult it was, it was not what the people on the other side wanted to hear. What his father wanted was just the result of "successfully done", and that would be his good son... In the end, he would be his best son...

, Mu Hansha still swallowed all the explanations and lowered his head deeply: "Yes...I understand."

The opposite side of the jade slip seemed to be satisfied, and without even a word of explanation, he cut off the message directly.

Listening to the continuous busy voice on the other end, Mu Hansha smiled bitterly and said softly: "I understand...I understand..." At this time, he had already walked out of the hall and arrived in front of a majestic waterfall. The water was clattering.

The sky poured down, washing the rocks at the bottom of the cliff, deafening, and the mist rose into the sky. The water droplets splashed on all sides looked like tears of people.

"I understand..." Mu Hansha looked around the beautiful mountains. Even if he had the strength of the qi transformation level, he still seemed extremely small in front of this vast nature. His destiny would never be his own turn to control it.

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"I understand..." Mu Hansha moved his steps staggeringly, leaned over and picked up a pebbles, gently stroked the smooth stone body, his eyes suddenly gathered and dissipated, and then turned to resentment at the next moment, and suddenly turned to stones.

Throw out toward the waterfall.

"I do not understand!!"

"Why do everyone force me like this! Ah!!" In this empty deep forest, Mu Hansha no longer had any scruples. He opened his arms and yelled to the sky. It is hard to repay kindness, but hard to be righteous.

He asked the sky angrily, asked fate, cause and effect, and what he wanted in his life. His voice was soon drowned in the huge sound of water.

Not long after, a small restaurant near here.

Mu Hansha walked in slowly, and a perfect and charming smile appeared on his face. He walked to the counter and lit the token directly at the shopkeeper: "I am the Holy Envoy of Jiuyou. I am the best in your store.

OK, the most expensive dishes are served to me."

The shopkeeper was stunned, and then quickly squeezed out the most ultimate pleasing smile in his life, nodded and bowed: "Yes, please sit here, the food you want will come soon." He raised his voice and shouted to the backyard: "

A few people come here and serve the Holy Envoy!"

Under his guidance, Mu Hansha strides forward to the seat not far away. What he receives along the way are the timid and respectful gazes of customers around him.

Mu Hansha's back was straight, and his chin was raised higher and higher, like a supreme emperor who was patrolling the people. The humblest self-pity and the highest arrogance of satisfaction rolled together, and mixed into a crazy pleasure.

***

Far away from the prosperous world, in a quiet valley. Vines are wrapped around the fence, and flowers bloom in the grass. At first glance, it looks safe and harmless, but if an uninvited guest arrives, you will see it in front of you

The beautiful scenery will immediately turn into murderous intent, blocking the invasion of the outside world.

Walking deeper, there is a huge square with a large stove set up on all sides. The naked man gathered in front of the stove, holding hooks, hammers, and the prototype of the sword weapon that had been halfway through, pulling the edge of the stove from time to time.

In the bellows, the wind enters the stove, and the flames jump straight into the furnace. The jingling sounds echoed continuously. Due to the high temperature of the flames, the courtyard in late autumn is also a bit hot.

A middle-aged man stood in the middle of the courtyard with his hands behind his back, staring at the hard-working tribe members with a gratifying look. But there was always a faint shadow in his eyes. The burning flames reflected in his pupils, but they could not

Infiltrated into his heart.

This is the hidden Zhu Shenfeng family. Every clan member has the ability to refine weapons and is also proud of refining weapons. Originally, they should have a place on the spiritual continent, with the respect and attention of the world.

...But now, they can only hide in this narrow valley and live a self-sufficient life. Even if they forge the sharp magic weapon, no one appreciates it. For the weapon refiner with dreams, perhaps

It is the cruelest punishment.

"Class leader, this is sent by the Jianyao Sect." A servant rushed over quickly, knelt beside him, and handed the letter with both hands.

The middle-aged man was the patriarch of the Zhushenfeng family. When he heard the four words "Sword Kiln Sect", his quiet eyes suddenly stirred up a huge wave, and he almost snatched the letter. After a few hurried glances, he suddenly turned the

As soon as the letter paper was thrown, I smiled at the sky.

"Hahaha... Retribution is really retribution! Tell them that I will never join forces with them. This is the retribution God gave them!"

At this time, the big men around gradually stopped refining weapons and gathered towards the clan leader. Someone picked up the letter paper on the ground, circulated each other, and whispered together.

A girl with long hair on both sides of her horns naturally drooped, and looked very well-behaved, exhorted, "Grandpa, since this is a life-and-death crisis, we have to forgive others, right?"

A big man next to him silently handed the hammer to her hand. As soon as he held the hammer, the girl suddenly seemed to have become a different person, with a violent red light flashing in her eyes. She clenched her fist with one hand and waved her hard with the other hand.

Tie Hammer shouted angrily: "You can't forgive them! Kill all the bastards from the Sword Kiln Sect!"

This girl is the most talented among the younger generation in recent years, named Chen Ruo. She is usually gentle and clever, and she speaks softly and doesn't even dare to step on an ant, but once she holds the iron to refine the weapon.

If you have a hammer, your temperament will change drastically and you can even go up the mountain to kill tigers. Therefore, the tribe often laughs and says that she may have been born specifically for refining weapons.

Most of the descendants of the Zhushenfeng family only know that the clan leader hated the Jianyao sect and had hated him for hundreds of years. As for the reason for this hatred, not only did the clan leader never mention it, but it was also a taboo in the clan. It is said that even the clan family is a family member.

The secret of seclusion is also related to the hatred that a hundred years ago. So from birth, they were forced to hate a group of people who knew nothing about them, and gradually, hatred became a habit.

Only those old people who had been with the clan leader since the beginning knew that the clan leader and the sect leader of the Jianyao Sect not only had no grudges, but were also a very good friend.

The two of them were young and energetic, and they became friends because they also loved refining weapons. From then on, they walked around the world together, looking for various rare materials, and looking for ways to improve their refining skills. In this era when old friends often turned against their interests for the sake of their interests.

Zhong is really a rare pair of confidants.

Both of them have outstanding achievements in refining weapons at a young age. Because they have no family background, they have been unable to become great along the way. Finally one day, they have waited for a world-famous one.

Opportunity. That is a weapon refining conference held by a first-class sect to recruit chief weapon refiners.

For the two of them, such a good opportunity is naturally not to be missed. The facts really live up to expectations. Since they signed up, they have advanced all the way and defeated many famous weapon refining masters. Soon they reached the last round,

It is also the moment when these good brothers decide the outcome and choose one of them.

Although the two are brothers, the master of Jian Kiln's weapon refining level is slightly inferior to that of the Zhu Shenfeng clan leader. The Zhu Shenfeng clan leader also knew this well, so before the start of the competition, the two of them

I also made a special trip and sweared to each other that no matter what the result of the game, they will always be brothers. No matter who has made great success from now on, they must continue to support the other. In the future, they will stand at the top of the weapon refining world together.

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However, on the day of the official competition, the refining of the Zhushenfeng clan leader reached the most critical moment, but suddenly he found that an important material he prepared had been replaced! And the existence of this material was only the leader of the Jian Kiln Sect

Know.

The leader of Zhu Shenfeng was angry and painful. At first he didn't want to believe it, but in his gaze, the leader of Jianyao swept away the tension of the past and was calm and pounded in front of another furnace. And the one he lacked was missing.

A piece of material is now placed right on his table! The fact is already very obvious... He changed his own material to win!

Due to the lack of this key material, although the leader of Zhu Shenfeng tried his best to remedy his skills, he still failed in the end. The leader of Jianyao became famous after that competition and the popularity accumulated in the schedule and

His reputation rose step by step until he founded the Jianyao Sect and became the overlord. As for the leader of the Zhushenfeng clan, he retired in disgrace and became a grudge with the Jianyao Sect and vowed not to refine weapons again.

Over the years, he never thought that he was in trouble, and he never even had an apology. Now, at the critical moment of life and death of Jianyao Sect, he thought of himself... The leader of Zhushenfeng's fists were clenched tightly.

Unfortunately, I don’t want to be this unknown hero behind him anymore...

Recalling the bitter past, the whole body of the Zhu Shenfeng clan leader was surrounded by a wave of cold air. Until the anger like the craziest waves subsided, he suddenly raised his sight and locked firmly before following.

The servants who reported the news entered together.

"I remember I should have told you that if I leave, don't come back." The voice of the leader Zhu Shenfeng's clan was very calm, but suppressed anger that was about to break out.

The figure smiled awkwardly, looked at the clan members around him, and seemed to have come up with an excuse for a while, clenched his fist and knocked it hard in his palm, and said loudly: "I...I'm all for the patriarch! You are obviously that superb.

The skill of refining weapons can only stay here to hide from the world and let those guys from the sword kiln sect deceive the world and steal the reputation. I went out this time to make our Shenfeng family famous!"

This person was the weapon refiner who lived in the Dingtian Mountains and claimed to be "a skillful and skillful craftsmanship to cast divine edges". For hundreds of years, several families have occasionally walked outside, all under the name of "casting divine edges".

It means abandoning one's own name and name only for the family. And the original name of this person was Chen Gong.

Chen Ruo was the first to meet him and smiled at him friendly: "Actually, it's good that the uncle will come back, and the grandfather of the clan leader just doesn't want us to be involved in external disputes again..."

At some point, another hammer was stuffed into her hand. Chen Ruo's eyes suddenly burst out with fierce light, and he smashed it hard. Chen Gong, who was about to step forward, retreated a few times in succession.

Big strides.

"It's so suspicious! It just happened at this time. Could it be that it was an undercover sent by the Jianyao Sect?"
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