Zhuge Yuntian and Zhuge Yunfeng can be said to be the representatives of the Zhuge family.

Zhuge Yunfeng is good at refining weapons, just like Zhuge Wen, and Zhuge Yuntian is very powerful. One inherits his father's mantle, and the other takes charge of the Zhuge family, which is just right.

But now when he suddenly heard the news of Zhuge Yunfeng's death, Mu Yun couldn't accept it for a while.

"I know you are sad too, but this is already a fact!"

"fact?"

Mu Yun clenched his fists and shouted: "Who did it?"

"Du Yuelan, leader of the nine-tailed demon fox clan!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Yun was startled.

"what happened?"

"Back then, my second brother met a woman. For some unknown reason, in order to protect the woman, he got into a dispute with the nine-tailed demon fox. The leader of the fox clan led his subordinates to surround him and the woman."

"Later, in order to protect the woman, the second brother was besieged by the Fox clan until he died."

Mu Yun said in a low voice: "Where is that woman?"

"We don't know who that woman is, but we do know that she is the envoy of the Nine-winged Golden Eagle and Silver-Moon Snow Eagle clans, commanding the birds! Not long ago, she was the one who destroyed the Tai Chi Sect!

"

"Your Majesty..."

Mu Yun recalled that when Diao Yuanzhuo and Xue Xiyuan arrived at Yaoyue Ancient City, they kept talking about being the envoy.

"This woman... doesn't seem to be simple!"

"It's really not easy!"

Zhuge Yuntian said: "At first, my father said that since my second brother is so protective of this woman, let her stay in our Zhuge family, but she was unwilling and left alone to the Demon Realm. Later, she came back once, then

Once, he came back with Du Yuelan's head..."

What?

Hearing this, Mu Yun was completely surprised.

This woman is really not simple.

"Where is this woman now?"

"The Yun Sect was founded at the address of the Taiji Sect in the southeast region. The current sect leader, this person, has already reached the realm of the Immortal Emperor. He said he will come when the time comes!"

"I would like to meet who this person is!"

Mu Yun said calmly in his heart.

The most important thing is that Zhuge Yunfeng is not a lustful person, and it is impossible for him to give up his life for a woman.

But there are no absolutes.

Several people came to the depths of the backyard and climbed a high tower.

The tower is divided into three floors. The first and second floors are filled with visiting immortal energy, crystal materials, etc. The third floor is where Master Zhuge Wen is.

In the past, Mu Yun studied here for hundreds of years, and the scenes of the past are vivid in his mind as if it were yesterday.

With a squeaking sound, the ajar door was gently pushed open. Inside, the temperature suddenly rose.

There is a furnace cauldron more than three meters high, with a raging fire burning underneath. That is the sky fire!

At this moment, two figures were busy going back and forth in the room.

Those two people looked very young, and they were both drug boys.

However, the person who can serve as a medicine boy for Zhuge Wen is not an ordinary person.

At this moment, the two young men were running back and forth in the room, constantly following the instructions of the old man sitting in the middle in front of the stove and starting to take action.

"I have told you so many times that before each elixir is made, all the medicinal materials should be properly prepared and placed in order."

"Look at you, you're wrong, you're wrong, the purple spirit I want is one pound and two ounces, which is enough!"

"This is wrong too!"

The old man sat in front of the alchemy stove, and the fire was burning, reflecting the old man's rickety body on the wall.

His head was full of white hair, which looked very messy under the light of the fire.

His dull white hair is messy and disorderly, and his white robe is also stained with various colors.

The old man looked like a dying puppet, without any breath of life.

When he spoke, he sounded angry, but there was no dignity at all.

"Look at you two, you two have been with me for a hundred years, right? How come you are still so clueless when doing things? I tell you, if Feng'er and Yun'er were here, they would have done it long ago!

"

After hearing this, a Dan boy said: "Master Wen, Feng'er is your son, then who is Yun'er?"

As soon as these words came out, another alchemist quickly pulled the sleeve of the open alchemist and whispered: "Yun'er is the Immortal King Muyun, and he is also dead...you still ask!"

The alchemy boy nodded tremblingly.

"Who is Yun'er? Yun'er is also my son!"

Zhuge Wen shouted: "They are all my good children, and they are all the proud sons of heaven in the world of weapon refining. God is unfair, let them..."

As Zhuge Wen spoke, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he suddenly started coughing...

After just stopping his coughing, Zhuge Wen said again: "Give it to me quickly. Although this is a king-level immortal weapon, it is also an attempt by me. Quickly, give me the Tianyan Ore!"

"Tian Yan Ore?" A Dan boy suddenly said, "Master Wen, didn't you say that there is no need for Tian Yan Ore?"

"Ah? Did I say that?"

Zhuge Wen was suddenly startled, his palm trembled, and the ore in his hand fell to the ground, shattering with a crack.

For a weapon refiner to even forget what materials he said he needed, this is simply... unforgivable!

Plop!

At this moment, a popping sound suddenly sounded in the room.

The two Dan boys were suddenly startled.

"Literary Master!"

A cry filled with guilt and self-blame sounded at this moment.

After finishing his words, Zhuge Wen was startled and turned around.

"Unworthy disciple Mu Yun, come to see Master Wen!"

boom……

Kneeling on the ground, Mu Yun kowtowed.

In this life, until now, he has never kowtowed to anyone, but this time, he knelt down, kowtowed to his parents, and kowtowed to Zhuge Wen three times.

"Yun'er?"

Zhuge Wen stood up from the stove and staggered to Mu Yun.

A pair of eyes looked turbid at the moment, and a face looked like withered skin.

At this moment, Zhuge Wen looked like a dying old man.

There was no trace of life in his whole body, as if he was a corpse that might step into the coffin at any time.

"Yun'er?"

Zhuge Wen walked up to Mu Yun, stared at Mu Yun's whole body with his eyes, and said, "It's really different. He looks more delicate and restrained than in his previous life!"

Zhuge Wen smiled and took out a picture scroll from his arms.

Above it is a portrait of Mu Yun from this life.

"I said, you will definitely not die. Look, I look at your portrait every day, just because I'm afraid that one day you come and I won't recognize you!"

Looking at himself in the portrait, Mu Yun couldn't hold back the tears after all.

"Silly boy, why are you crying!"

Zhuge Wen wiped away the tears from the corners of Mu Yun's eyes with a pair of withered old hands, and said: "Why are you crying? You are one of the top ten immortal kings after all. If people know that you are crying here, I won't laugh at you!"

"Master Literary..."

Mu Yun choked up and said, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for you. I wasn't by your side when Master Wen needed me most!"

"Silly boy, what does it have to do with you!"

Zhuge Wen lowered his body, looked at Mu Yun, and whispered: "Outsiders think that your master respects me and has three emperor-level immortal weapons in my hands, but in fact, I have four. Even Yuntian and the others don't know.

That is the last one I refined, you will definitely like it very much!"

"Master Literary..."
To be continued...