Two months later, everything above the Fengdi Realm seemed to be calm again, the disciples practiced normally and lived normally. They were all under their respective duties, and there seemed to be no movement in the Wangui Sect.

With a severe injury to the vitality, both the four commanders, Mo Bing and Su Wei, entered retreat and practice. In the past two months, there were no signs at all. According to calculations, it should take some time.

What made Lin Mu the most depressed was that the four lords actually said that they had over-expended, so they needed to practice and retreat for a long time, and handed over all the affairs in the wind domain to Lin Mu, without even any room for negotiation.

Forced to take over the jurisdiction of Fengdi, Lin Mu inexplicably became the highest manager. The reason is that Lin Mu could open up several realms after he practiced to the early stage of Yangshen Realm, which was something that no one could have done before.

From this we can see that Lin Mu has absolute leadership and management ability. In this era, strength is still respected no matter what. Since Lin Mu has such strength, it is completely a rude to do matching things.

Sitting upright on the main hall in the center of Fengdi, it is empty. Because nothing happened, Lin Mu canceled the daily routine meeting. It is better to spend more time practicing than to have this time.

Lin Mu likes to practice freely. He joins here just to find a way to Daoxuantian from the resources here, or can there be any quick way.

He studied hard in the library for a long time, but there was no shortcut at all. The map of the Wind Spirit Realm he obtained only fully marked the distribution of the Wind Realm and the keys of all areas, without anything else.

For a moment, Lin Mu was a little discouraged. If there were better clues here, he might have a much easier future. Or if the Wangui Gate made things bigger and let all the heavenly realms know, maybe there would be a better chance.

It’s a pity that his current state of being neither up nor down gave him a headache. Lin Mu sighed alone in the hall, no one could speak because his disciples could not reach his level and were no longer above the same level.

"Wangui Gate, have you just given up like this?" Lin Mu murmured to himself. Thinking that two months ago, they killed the four elites and even completely destroyed their vitality, the Wangui Gate did not fight back.

Things will never end so simply, this is Lin Mu's intuition. His intuition has always been very accurate. After experiencing the storm, it suddenly quiet without any signs of counterattack. This is the biggest abnormality.

As soon as the thought moved, the scene suddenly changed in Lin Mu's consciousness. Snowflakes were flying everywhere in the ice and snowy space. In the center of this space, a figure was actually holding a teacup leisurely and savoring the tea.

"Mo Bing, what are you doing?" Lin Mu frowned. He didn't want to stay in this cold realm space all the time. Now this place is the exclusive place for Mo Bing's cultivation, and he will be introduced from time to time.

He looked up at him, and Mo Bing bounced his fingers, and swished! A bead fell into Lin Mu's hand: "Don't say I didn't remind you, don't be immersed in your own world all the time, and there will be uninvited people coming to the door soon."

"What do you mean?" Lin Mu was puzzled, but Mo Bing did not answer. He raised his hand and waved it. Lin Mu held the beads tightly and was directly lifted out. He took a few steps back and Lin Mu was a little angry: "It's so awesome after he turned his back!"

The Frost Realm was originally an area among Lin Mu's many realms, but after Mo Bing was injured, he entered here to practice in a spiritual posture. But now the latter actually had a forceful posture, which was simply too much.

He reached out and saw the Ice Condensing Beads. What exactly was this going to do? Although Lin Mu didn't understand very well, he still put it away. Perhaps what Mo Bing said would soon be realized. Because he would not make a move for no reason.

Three days passed, under the rising sun, many disciples were practicing as usual, but suddenly a wave of hot air came from the entrance of the wind domain. The powerful cyclone lifted everyone up and retreated directly, with an extremely huge aura.

The next second, a dark red robe appeared from the vortex, carved with flame runes, appeared. He put his hands behind him and walked straight to the center of the practice square. He swept across the surroundings lightly: "The wind realm is still as weak."

He was arrogant and arrogant, which was the description of the person in front of him. He looked in his forties, but his beard was actually fiery red. There was also a mark of flame between his eyebrows, which was very eye-catching.

After barely standing up, many disciples from Fengdi seemed to know the person in front of him, and bowed respectfully: "Lord Jin Yan, I wonder if there is anything important to come to my Fengdi suddenly?" The strength was there, and it was useless to be unwilling to accept it.

"Haha... the important thing? For your Fengyu, is there any important thing you can deal with?" The irony was not concealed at all, and even the contemptuous look made everyone feel like they were stabbed with needles, which was very uncomfortable.

"Disciples don't dare, so please ask Lord Jin Yan, what's wrong with coming to my Fengdi?" He forced the anger in his heart. In front of the strong, he could only endure it first. If there is a slight mistake, he could not afford it.

At this time, Lord Jinyan waved his sleeves and was about to say something. Suddenly, a powerful aura came. The power of wind spirit swept across the square, causing a hurricane-like fluctuation, causing all disciples to retreat at the same time.

By chance, everyone just retreated behind the person who came, and their strong bodies blocked them all, which was actually a kind of protection. Seeing this, many disciples immediately calmed down: "Lord Lin Mu, you are still..."

He raised his hand and stopped them from continuing. He stared at the middle-aged man in red robe in front of him. Lin Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, with a scrutiny attitude. Could it be that what Mo Bing was talking about was the man in front of him who was very uncomfortable?

"You are the Golden Flame Lord, one of the Lords of the Flame Realm? Since the Feng Realm is so despised, why should you condescend and surrender to the nobles? Come here? If there is nothing, please come back, we are afraid that the hospitality will be inadequate."

His face darkened, and the aura of the Golden Flame Lord burst out suddenly, and flames seemed to emerge from his breath. The aura spread and his voice became very depressing: "What are you? How dare you talk to me like this."

Boom! Boom! Boom! The aura is turbulent, but Lin Mu is covered with ice gale. The ice condensation bead in his hand is enough to fight against this momentum. It turns out that Mo Bing had known that this person is difficult to deal with, so he was in advance...

With his right hand turned, the phantom of the Kaiyuan Spirit Bone appeared. With the power of the ice condensation bead, Lin Mu waved it with the flow, bang! The cold air spread, stirring the entire scorching aura, and even the Lord of Golden Flame took two steps back.

"Lord Jinyan, I respect you as a senior, so I don't want to break up. Although I am a newcomer, I have heard of it. Over the years, other heavenly realms have always looked down on my Fengdi, but I am not an incompetent person above my Fengdi."
Chapter completed!