Chen Gurong's movements after leaving seclusion were very small, and no one was alarmed except Xi Guxing.

The two of them got off Yuxu Mountain and took a detour from the east side of Baishang Mountain to Jiuchun Mountain.

Between Chen Gu Rong's hair, he tied a flower of mist sent by Yu Xinghe, and followed Xi Guxing lazily.

For him over the past ten years, it seemed that he had just had a slightly longer dream. I vaguely remember that this was not the road when Xi Guxing brought him to Yuxu Mountain.

But he never believed in his ability to recognize the way, felt that the road was wrong, and he was the first to doubt whether he had remembered it wrong, and followed him silently.

It was not until Xi Guxing took him down hundreds of stone steps that Chen Gurong realized something was wrong and tried to speak: "This... seems not to be the way back to Fan Jiangju?"

Xi Guxing casually said: "Changying Mountain is full of people now. Have you ever wanted to be watched by people as monkeys?"

"All of them are humans?" Chen Gurong was puzzled.

Speaking of this, Xi Guxing was a little irritated: "It's not an immoral thing done by the demon clan."

Ten years ago, Chen Gurong went down the mountain accidentally. This action seemed to be a beacon that could compete for the artifact. It was spreading wildly, and it was known to everyone in the three realms in less than a few days.

Fortunately, Su Xiyan returned to the mountain in time, laid the world spirit monument again, and isolated all those who came to compete for the artifacts. All those who used evil ways to trespass into the mountain were killed by Wen Liubing with one sword.

Over time, no sect dared to come to Lirenfeng to seek death.

Liren Peak finally calmed down for a few years, but soon, the demon clan, Fenglu City, and sects of all sizes of the three realms came to Liren Peak to discuss with Xi Guxing where to hold the once-in-twenty-year conference on the Academic Conference.

The micro-analysis conference means "research and elaborate on the micro-analysis".

At first, the powerful people from the three realms gathered to cultivate themselves and understand the Tao, and exchanged their state of mind for cultivation. Over time, they evolved into a competition of young disciples from major sects in the three realms to compete and win the game.

When Xi Guxing saw them coming to Lirenfeng with him, he knew what they had made of.

He watched coldly, watching a group of old foxes sang and hinted in a sing and hinting at the Secret Conference at Liren Peak.

Apart from Master, Xi Guxing has never been afraid of anyone in his life, so he immediately cursed and was barely persuaded by Su Xiyan who was driven to the scene.

But Su Xiyan had just stabilized Xi Guxing, but she couldn't control Chao Jiuxiao.

He jumped out of the Lotus Lake and turned into a huge demonic figure in place. His body surrounded the convention hall of Changying Mountain, and roared at the group of people with a hideous roar.

"Digits, don't think others can't see that you are not at ease! What kind of conference will be held! Get out of here-"

Su Xi Inkstone: "..."

The people in the meeting hall were scolded so badly that their faces looked extremely ugly.

The demon lord said to Xi Gu indifferently: "We are just discussing the micro-session meeting with Master Xi. The noble faction is so nervous. Do you want to cover up something?"

Xi Guxing almost beat this thing that was not enough to make a mistake and turned into a small snake. He smiled and sent the person away without a smile. Then he pressed Chao Jiuxiao to Lianhua Lake and beat him up.

He cursed at Jiuxiao in Lianhua Lake, "Xi Guxing, why are you crazy?! They are not mad at all. If they are doing something small and big, they will do it at Liren Peak, and I will swallow one of them!"

Xi Guxing slapped his dragon hard on the head and said angrily: "There was no such thing, I will refuse it. Who knew you would suddenly appear..."

Su Xiyan looked strange on the side. If he hadn't stopped him, Xi Guxing would have cursed, and his words would have been more rude than Chao Jiuxiao.

Now that things have come to this point, Xi Guxing has no choice. Chen Gurong's status in the Three Realms has been questioned. If he refuses urgently this time, it would be like a guilty act and directly admits the existence of the magic weapon.

Moreover, it is almost time for the Agent Conference to Li Ren Peak, so this matter can only be settled.

After the Spring Festival this year, preparations have begun one after another.

After Chen Gurong came out of seclusion, he happened to catch up with the disciples of the Three Realms entering Changying Mountain to settle down.

Xi Guxing said: "The barrier of the Realm Spirit Monument has been withdrawn. During this period, wild beasts have entered from the ice field. The conference of Shanwei has not yet begun, but the disciples are too determined to win and lose, and have begun to hunt wild beasts first. It is said that they have prepared many lottery titles themselves."

Chen Gurong nodded, thinking that I want to play too.

Chen Gurong loves to be lively, and after hearing Xi Guxing say a few words, he was a little moved. However, according to his identity, it is no longer suitable to hang out with these disciples, so he only dares to think about it.

While Xi Guxing talked to him about the changes in Liren Peak over the past ten years, he led him around the edge of Changying Mountain, and after a while, he passed through the towering forest and arrived at the foot of Jiuchun Mountain.

Xi Guxingzheng said, "Wen Liubing is responsible for order decisions for the order of the Zhizheng of this Micro Conference, and your two little disciples..." Not far away, a roar of a wild beast came, followed by a series of footsteps.

"Don't let it run!"

"Today's 27th one will definitely beat those grandsons who are above the top in Fenglu City!"

"Do not careless! This is a beast that seems to be different from before..."

"Where is the minister's brother?! Ah - help me!"

Then there was a chaotic sound.

Chen Gurong looked at Xi Guxing.

Xi Guxing frowned and said, "The wild beast has not yet developed its spiritual wisdom and its spiritual power are not high, so there will be no accident."

The two walked over and stood on the stone steps and looked down.

The camphor forest is covered with thick shade and the mountains are covered with mountains. A group of Liren Peak disciples wearing yellow shirts hold long swords and surround a huge beast.

This wild beast was much larger than an ordinary wild beast. Its spiritual power swung its tail and directly threw the two disciples out. It landed not far away with a bang. It took a long time to get up in dust, but fortunately it was not hurt.

Chen Gurong looked at Xi Guxing and said suspiciously: "Is this because of the lack of spiritual power?"

Xi Guxing frowned: "This should be the leading beast of the beast tide, I..."

He raised his hand to pull out the Short Jing Sword. Just as he was about to take action, a flying sword suddenly flew from a distance, and a sharp sound broke through the air. Only the beast could scream, and a brilliant sword penetrated into his eyebrows, and blood burst out.

Soon, the beast struggled for a moment and lost its breath.

Chen Gurong said in confusion: "Golden Pill Cultivation?"

Ten years ago, Li Suo was the only disciple of Li Ren Peak in the Golden Pill Stage, and there should not be many breakthroughs in ten years.

Liren Peak is not known as the Feng Shui treasure land. Chen Gurong, Xi Guxing and others have taken in many disciples, but they often leave Liren Peak and go to other cities to set up their own doors.

It is precisely because of this that Liren Peak is also nicknamed by the people of the Three Realms to "cultivate the power of practicing Taoism for the cities of the Three Realms all year round."

Xi Guxing was about to speak when a man came from the stone steps. His blue shirt and belt floated. He raised his hand and gently hooked it. The long sword inserted between the beast's eyebrows was pulled by him and took it back into the air.

He held the hilt of the sword tightly and swung it slightly. The scarlet beast blood on the sword fell from the tip of the sword as if washed by rain.

Chen Gurong looked at the figure of Qingyi with his back facing him and said "ah".

The young man in blue clothes retracted the sword neatly, turned sideways slightly, and said warmly to the disciple beside him: "This wild beast has formed a pill, please trouble my senior brother to take out the beast pill."

Even if the disciple called "Senior Brother" was rescued by his junior brother, he didn't feel embarrassed. His eyes lit up: "The beast that is shaking the pill? Hahaha, we will definitely win this time when hunting beasts, and all the prizes will belong to us!"

The others also surrounded him and said in a slight manner: "Beast Pill Beast Pill! I have never seen the Beast Pill!"

"Quickly dissection!"

Everyone sharpened their swords and cut off the beast pill, and Xi Guxing also took back the Short Jing Jian.

The young man who killed the wild beast with a sword turned his head slightly when he heard the sound, and his eyes looked at Xi Guxing without waves.

Chen Gurong was stunned.

The man's long hair was slightly dissipated, and he barely tied it with a white hair band on his shoulder. When he looked sideways, he vaguely saw a small red birthmark on his face, which looked like dead branches and vines.

He is the Mu Eliminate who grew up.

Having not seen each other for ten years, Chen Gurong didn't dare to recognize him for a moment.

Mu Ed's gaze fell on Shen Gurong inadvertently, and his gentle expression suddenly froze. His eyes opened slightly, staring at Chen Gurong in disbelief.

Chen Gurong was a little confused and tried to speak, "Mu Zhe?"

This familiar voice made Mu Edge, who was almost dull, suddenly come back to his senses. He didn't even want the sword and rushed towards Chen Gu Rong on the stone steps.

Perhaps because of his fear of being close to the hometown, Mu Zhe felt that the short dozen stone steps seemed to be 108,000 miles long. He ran for a long time before he could climb up. Finally, he stood in a daze on the stone steps five layers away from Chen Gurong, and did not dare to move forward.

Xi Guxing was still admiring: "The sword just now is good, much sharper than the last time."

Mu Zhe suddenly came back to his senses, and then he remembered to salute.

"I've met the head teacher... Master."

When Chen Gurong saw that the little protagonist who was a small dumpling was growing like a willow branch, he felt a little moved in his heart.

Xi Guxing said, "Since you are here, I will take your master back to Fanjiangju."

Mu Zhe's fingers trembled slightly, and he claimed that he was.

Xi Guxing turned around and left, and then Chen Gurong walked down the stairs, looked at Mu Zhe and said with a smile: "Why are you so big and you always lower your head?"

Hearing the familiar voice in his ears, Mu Zhe froze all over. He tried to look up for a long time and looked at Chen Gurong in a daze.

Ten years have passed, and Chen Gurong looks like he has not changed at all. He is still wearing the bright red clothes ten years ago. I wonder if Mu Zui’s memory is wrong. He always feels that his master’s eyebrows and eyes seem to be gentler, and his appearance, which he has already seen for a long time, seems to be more beautiful and seductive.

Seeing that he had been staring at him and said, "Hmm?"

Mu Zhe then reacted, turned slightly, and said a little distractedly: "Welcome to Master out of seclusion, disciple... I will take you back."

Seeing that his attitude was a little cold and disappointed.

However, it is true that the two have not seen each other for ten years, so it is impossible to make this child feel warm to him at once.

Chen Gurong convinced himself and returned to Jiuchun Mountain with Mu Zui.

Fan Jiangju was as always, as if it had not changed at all. Chen Gurong only felt that he had a sleep, and he didn't feel like he was a different life. He skillfully took off the cloak on his shoulder and threw it on the shelf beside him.

He was unable to change his clothes during retreat, and Chen Gurong's red dress had faded slightly, and a piece of his slender waist was broken, vaguely revealing his fair waist.
To be continued...