Feng Yi originally planned to leave, but the conversation between several people once again attracted his mind.

"The funeral scene of the leader of the Huanxin Sect is of course big, but when the Tianfeng Sect, Mu Hongyan and Fairy Mu was promoted to the top-grade venerable and officially became the successor of the Tianfeng Sect, the scenes that major sects attended would never be inferior to the funeral of the Huanxin Sect's Sect."

"That's right, Tianfeng Sect is the leader of the twelve famous sects, and Fairy Mu is the first genius and the first beauty of Tianfeng Sect. In the end, it will also take charge of Tianfeng Sect. "Any sect forces want to make a good impression, so-called emperors and ministers." When Fairy Mu takes office, she will definitely win over and use a group of sect forces she trusts to protect her and manage various trivial gatherings."

"Yes, I have been fortunate to see Fairy Mu from afar." That is really beautiful and can make the beauties in the world feel ashamed of themselves."

"I heard that the Tianfeng Sect summoned the world to confirm the successor. The young master of the Wanjian Sect, the third-ranked 12 famous sects, asked Mu Hongyan in public and expressed his willingness to join the Tianfeng Sect, but was rejected by Fairy Mu."

"This is normal. Women like Fairy Mu, there is also a man in the world who can also catch her eyes."

"By the way, this funeral of Feng Yiming, the leader of the Huanxin Sect," Fairy Mu, who had just become the successor of Tianfeng Sect, will definitely come to attend on behalf of Tianfeng Sect. I wonder if I can see the immortal face at that time. If I can meet, I can live for a hundred years."

"Haha, just be your toad dream."

Feng Yi heard this, "he stood up and left quietly. He had heard the news he wanted to hear the most.

Two days later, the giant passenger ship arrived at the port of Fantasy City Sea District.

Feng Yi changed his clothes, changed his favor, and walked off the boat. Mycevak had seen his true face, so it would be better for him to pretend to be safe.

The huge port of Huanxin City has more than 10,000 large and small warships, and countless people are crowded with people, "very lively, even more lively than the Western Land Auction Conference at that time.

Feng Yi noticed that "Every building in Huanxin City is covered with black and white veil. At first glance, it is full of black and white colors, which forms a sharp contrast with the bustling and prosperous city.

Logically speaking, "the funeral of a sect leader, at least in the city of these sects, restricting entertainment, restricting noise and hawking, and restricting laughter, making the whole city solemn and dignified.

But "the Huanxin Sect obviously did not take any restrictions. It just symbolically decorated it with some black and white veil. There were noisy crowds everywhere, and the sounds of hawking came one after another, and even the laughing crowd could be seen everywhere. The funeral of the sect master lost its fundamental solemn feeling, which seemed to have become a grand event.

Feng Yi could have imagined that this must be the result of the deliberate indulgence of the masters of the Huanxin Sect, and he deliberately made the sect leader Feng Yiming die even more annoying.

To be honest, "Feng Yi can't stand it." No matter how cruel the struggle for power is, after all, Feng Yiming passed away in the same family, in name, as the sect leader, and this superficial skill is not well decorated. "It seems to be narrow in the hearts of others." How can he control such a huge sect?

At this time, Feng Yi noticed that many guest registration points were set up in Huanxin City to obtain the pass-through jade plaques entering Huanxin Sect.

Feng Yi's eyes turned, and his thoughts swept his mind, and locked on the old and the young who had just received the pass jade plaque. The old looked fairy-like and had a very talented demeanor. The young man had red lips and white teeth. He was a handsome boy.

Others may not be able to see it, but Feng Yi saw through their true strength at a glance. The old man was only a teacher's realm, and the young man was only a level eleven. There were things that were hidden aura fluctuations on his body, which made others unable to see through their depth. But for Feng Yi, who has the origin of the Thousand Eyes Demon God," this was not difficult.

"Master, what funeral do you think we have to attend? It's bad luck." The young man complained while walking.

"A disciple" This is the funeral of the leader of the Huanxin Sect. "Without food and drink, we can come out with one or two items in the Huanxin Sect. We have been having food and clothing for the past three or five years." The old man stroked the white beard on his chin and said with a righteous spirit.

"Master, are you a little promising? At least one of us is the leader of the Wuliang Sect and the other is the chief disciple of the Wuliang Sect.

"The boy said dissatisfied.

"Idiot, now there are only two masters and disciples left in Wuliang Sect. The big disciple of the sect leader is a great blessing if you don't starve to death." The old man cursed.

"Master, I was fooled by you at that time into the sect of Wuliang Sect. If I had known that you were the only one in Wuliang Sect, I would not even be beaten to death." The young man said indignantly.

"Little bastard, if you hadn't been for the teacher's day for the past few years, could you have cultivated to the eleventh level so quickly? If you were not for the teacher, you would never be able to surpass the 9th level in your life." The old man said angrily.

Seeing that the master was angry, the boy didn't say anything, but he felt a little whispered in his heart: What's the point of saving money? Is it okay to be talented? Since I broke through to the level 10, I have to give it to me the task of hunting and tooth sacrifice to go up the mountain. Is it easy for me to accompany you to act everywhere?

At this moment, the master and apprentice entered an alley with their own worries. Suddenly, they raised their heads and found that there was an ordinary-looking young man in front of them at some point, looking at them with a smile.

"I wonder what the hell is for you?" The old man stepped forward," said majestic.

"A small thing is to borrow two of you to use the pass jade plaques." Feng Yi smiled.

The master and apprentice looked at each other, and turned around and ran together tacitly.

However, before the two of them took two steps, they collapsed to the ground.

"Hero, it's okay to pass the jade token. Just don't hurt us." The old man smiled stiffly, throwing out the pass token he had just received.

"This is a bit difficult. You master and apprentice are cunning. What if you go to inform us? Just kill me, so the dead will not talk nonsense." Feng Yi said lightly, a trace of murderous aura came out, covering the master and apprentice.

"No, no, brother, if you want to kill me, let me release my master." The young man begged.

"Disciple, don't say stupid things. Master is also learning to waste food when he lives. Our Wuliang Sect still needs you to pass on it. Heroes, you can do it and leave some incense for our sect." The old man said.

"Jijiwai, what kind of play should I play in front of this master?" Feng Yi flicked his finger and directly knocked the two of them into the space bead.

The passive jade plaque contains the identity and appearance information of the holder, which needs to be checked when entering the sect.

Feng Yi disguised himself as the old man, and then headed towards the southern city where the Huanxin Sect was located.

"Who is coming? Is there a pass-through jade plaque?" Feng Yi was stopped by two disciples on duty in front of the gate of the Huanxin Sect.

"Wuyou, the extermination of the punishment," was the leader of Wuliang Sect, who came to pay tribute to Feng Sect's concubine. This is the jade plaque that is passed by this leader." Feng Yi said.

Although I heard that Feng Yi is the leader of a sect, the two disciples on duty did not take it seriously. Such a sect leader who came alone must be the sect leader of a certain destructive sect, and there is no need to be polite to him.

The two checked the information on the pass jade plaque and let him enter the mountains of Fantasy Heart." There were special disciples responsible for the reception arrangements.

The founding hall of the leader of the Huanxin Sect must be on Tianxin Peak, the main peak of the Tianxin Vein.

However, since the funeral was officially held, all guests who came to attend the funeral were arranged in the guesthouses of the mountains around Tianxin Peak.

The sect leader of a small nine-rate sect like Feng Yi, naturally could not arrange any good courtyards, but was on the edge of the foot of a mountain on the west side of Tianxin Peak. The courtyard was very small, but although the sparrows were small, they were all complete, so they were simple and clear.

The small courtyard next to them is home to guests with low status, and they are rushing around to win over relationships. For these small sects, "union is a very good way to survive better, and there are many people and great power. This funeral" is more like a good opportunity for them to communicate.

Therefore, as soon as Feng Yi moved into the yard, many people came to visit him. However, when he learned that the Wuliang Sect had only two masters and disciples, "all of them were looking for excuses to retreat." From the crowd to the point of no one caring about it, it took only less than an hour, which made Feng Yi sigh at the coldness of the world.

In fact, this is the case in the world of gods and demons. Without strength, nothing is possible. "Don't blame others for being snobbish, this is the case in the general environment. If you are in the same position, you may be more outstanding than others.

However, this just fits Feng Yi's intention. "No one disturbed me, it was very quiet.

"Ah, it's Fairy Mu from Tianfeng Sect that is here."

"Fairy Mu is here..."

Suddenly, many people rushed out to watch.

Feng Yi's tranquility was also broken, and his heart suddenly jumped and he flashed out of the yard.

As soon as I left the yard, I heard a phoenix ringing sound, and saw a huge fire phoenix in the sky covering the sky. There were many dense people standing on Caifeng, about 10,000 people.

"The divine beast of Tianfeng Sect, the phoenix ashes as fire" is said to have the power of a king-level Venerable, and the phoenix flame on his body can burn everything."

"Yes, it's so powerful, and I deserve to be the boss of the 12 famous sects."

"But, where is Fairy Mu?"

"The fairy's face is not something that ordinary people like you can easily see."

At this time, Mu Hongyan was sitting in a luxurious house on Huofeng's neck, and opposite her was a man and a woman. The man had a cold face, holding a blood-colored demon knife in his arms, "and lowered his eyebrows and lowered his face without saying a word. The woman had a graceful temperament and a beautiful face. She was embroidered with needlework and thread on a brocade plaque, and her weak and delicate appearance looked like a daughter who was raised in the deep boudoir.

But if you know the two, you will be shocked, because this young man is the second most popular genius figures of the Tianfeng Sect, the second most popular genius figures in the Tianfeng Sect. This man killed people like a numbness, had a knife and was bloody, had a cold temperament, and did not like words. He was the second person besides admiring Hongyan, and the realm of a middle-grade venerable.

The woman who looked weak was Wen Chuchu, the third-ranked man. She looked pitiful on the outside and spoke softly and slowly, soft and weak, but she could not behave like a person. She could speak gently while slaughtering coldly, which was also the realm of a middle-grade venerable.

"Sister Mu, do you think the Huanxin Sect is too much this time? The funeral of the sect leader is so playful." I see that the Feng Sect master died with his eyes closed." Wen Chuchu said softly while embroidering huā.

"Junior sister, don't underestimate anyone. The person who presided over this funeral was Mycevak, the master of Ziyang Maimai. This person is very scheming and scheming. He must have no other intentions when doing this. We are just here to attend the funeral. No matter what happens, we don't have to do much." Mu Hongyan said lightly.

"Maybe I want to anger the young master and jump out." Xue Fangsong, who had been silent, interjected.

Mu Hongyan smiled faintly, picked up the crystal cup and placed it on her lips, and drank the tea gracefully.

And at this moment, Mu Hongyan suddenly felt a trace of extremely weak but extremely familiar energy fluctuations coming from the countless chaotic energy fluctuations below.

With a "click", Mu Hongyan was slightly lost, and the crystal cup in her hand was covered with spider-web-like cracks.

"Senior Sister Mu, what's wrong?" Wen Chuchu asked in surprise, Xue Fangge also looked over. It was obvious that Mu Hongyan's abnormality surprised them.

"It's okay" We're here, prepare." Mu Hongyan quickly returned to normal and said as if nothing had happened.

The two retreated." A trace of brilliance flashed in Mu Hongyan's beautiful eyes. Is that bad guy who made her heart-wrenching, here too?

Below, Feng Yi looked at the fire phoenix descending on the nearest mountain in Li Tianxin Peak, smiled slightly, and said to himself: "Mu Hongyan, Mu Hongyan, if you still have some thoughts about me," he should have noticed it. If you ignore it, it means that I am not in your heart at all, so "it's better not to meet."

As night falls, the once quiet mountains of Fantasy Heart are no longer calm.

A ball of white light shrouded in the top of Tianxin Peak, rushing straight into the sky, and sorrow and joy echoed throughout the night.

A cup of tea and a roll of ancient books, Mu Hongyan enjoys her own world leisurely and contentedly.

"The beautiful woman smiles and the old green mountains" "The beautiful woman is shocked by the sword. "I want to give my heart to the sky, in order to never grow old." At this moment, thick singing sounds soared into the sky, with countless tenderness and sweetness in its majesty.

The fire of the bear gossip suddenly ignited in the hearts of all the guests who came to attend the funeral, and they all fell silent," and raised their ears.

"Senior Sister Mu, the young master of the Wanjian Sect, Duoqing Jian, handed over the famous straits, please go to Huanxinjian to meet." Wen Chuchu flashed in," said to Mu Hongyan with a gentle smile.

Mu Hongyan looked calm and said, "Don't pay attention to him, he was so rude at the funeral of the leader of the Huanxin Sect." But Huanxin Sect finally stopped him, and the two sects probably reached some tacit understanding."

Wen Chuchu glanced at Mu Hongyan deeply. She just noticed the anger that flashed through Mu Hongyan's beautiful eyes." She believed that she was not wrong.

It is normal for Mu Hongyan not to get angry, but it is not normal to get angry. Not being angry proves that she doesn’t care at all, and being angry proves that it is related to the people and things she cares about.

But, it is obvious that Mu Hongyan has no idea about this passionate sword, so what does she care about?

Could it be that there are people she likes here, and the passionate sword confesses so much, "She is angry because she is afraid that the people she likes have ideas? Wen Chuchu was shocked by her guess.

Thinking of Mu Hongyan's sudden abnormality when she was on the Fire Phoenix, Wen Chuchu instinctively felt that she was not wrong.

"Do you have something to do?" Mu Hongyan stared at Wen Chuchuchu and said.

"It's okay, Senior Sister Mu, please rest.

"Wen Chuchu retreated.
To be continued...