The game ends.

Chen Mu returns to Aojian Peak.

There is no Jiang Fuxian in the mountains.

Regarding the final victory or defeat, Chen Mu wanted to know his master's opinion, so he went to Zhaixing Peak.

Zhaixing Peak is like a paradise. The nearby ones are more vibrant than Aojian Peak. The trees are lush and flowers bloom in the mountains.

Su Min sat leisurely in front of the bamboo house. He was enjoying the cool under the eaves, holding a teacup in his hand, and his eyes were filled with clouds.

Chen Mu came to Su Min, bowed and said, "Master."

"Sit down."

Su Min looks charitable.

He also poured Chen Mu a cup of tea.

After Chen Mu sat down, he picked up the herbal tea and drank a small sip. It was ordinary tea, which was a bit bitter. After drinking it, a little sweetness came out of his mouth, but it was still bitter in the end.

"You have something to worry about?"

Su Min saw that Chen Mu was worried.

Chen Mu said seriously: "Master, if I lose the game tomorrow, will I be embarrassed?"

Su Min was lost for a moment. He looked at the direction of Ao Jian Peak and shook his head slightly, "I hope you won't be arrogant in the future and won't be discouraged in the future. Even if you encounter any major setback, you can continue bravely."

Chen Mu looked at his master with regret in his eyes. Even after many years, he still cannot forget it. The departure of his senior brother had a great blow to him.

"Your Senior Sister Qin asked me to go to the game tomorrow, so don't feel pressured at that time." Su Min said with a smile with a tea poured over.

Chen Mu was immediately under a lot of pressure. It doesn’t matter if he loses in front of others. If he loses in front of his master, he will feel a little sorry for him.

"Master, you are still resting on Zhaixing Peak. We are making small fuss, it is not worth your coming out of the mountain." Chen Mu's face was full of serious expression.

Su Min drank tea and said lightly: "Some people, it will be difficult to see each other again if they don't see each other again. Your Senior Brother Hong must also look forward to this contest."

Chen Mu thought of Senior Brother Hong in the Bounty Pavilion, who is also Jiang Fuxian's senior brother, "Master, are you saying Senior Brother Hong leaving?"

"yes."

“We are mortals.”

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm." Su Min put down the teacup, and the regret in his eyes became stronger.

Chen Mu knew that Master was a far older person than Senior Brother Hong, but he still has a childish face and looks very young, but Senior Brother Hong is already withered and has not had much time to go.

"Master, can you tell me about Senior Brother Hong's past?" Chen Mu wanted to know his past.

Su Min nodded slightly, "Hong Feng is my senior brother's apprentice, a talented sword cultivator, and was once a candidate for the sect leader. Later, your senior brother and Senior Sister Jiang rose one after another. He voluntarily gave up the position of sect leader and became your Senior Sister Jiang's guardian."

"Once the Lingyun Sect was in crisis, your Senior Sister Jiang was almost murdered by the Evil Sect. Hong Feng saved your Senior Sister Jiang. He raised his sword and killed the Evil Sect in the West Wilderness and destroyed the entire Evil Sect alone."

Chen Mu exclaimed: "Senior Brother Hong is so strong, Senior Sister Jiang is almost killed? What is the Evil Sect?"

Su Min said with a serious expression: "The Western Wilderness Evil Sect has cultivated many evil cultivators. They rely on the power of devouring other sword cultivators to quickly improve their strength, and their methods are extremely vicious."

"What a courage!" Chen Mu frowned. When he met an evil cultivator in the future, he would be beaten to death.

Su Min said in a deep voice: "That incident involved many super forces back then. Later, it was found that many sects were involved. The senior brother was so angry that he went out of the mountain to bloodshed the powerful people of Huangzhou. Even the sect leader of the super forces was killed by his senior brother."

If you can become the sect leader of a super power, you must be a strong man at the peak of swordsmanship, and Jiang Fuxian's master is also a great figure.

Such actions can shock the strong men in Huangzhou and will also form many enemies.

"Is Master still here?" Chen Mu wanted to know if such a fierce man is still alive.

Su Min sighed, "After that battle, your uncle came back and sat in a state of transformation. Your Senior Brother Hong followed your uncle to wipe out the powerful people of Huangzhou. He was seriously injured. He never took action after returning to the sect. He had not even walked out of the bounty pavilion for many years."

Chen Mu listened very seriously.

That period must have been a bloody storm.

"To this day, your Senior Sister Jiang is still investigating the murder that year. Many old monsters are hiding and surviving in her shadow."

Chen Mu got a passage about Lingyun Sect from asking about Senior Brother Hong's past, and now he understood Jiang Fuxian's thoughts.

"If Chen Ze wins the game, Senior Brother Hong will probably be very happy." Chen Mu looked at Master.

Su Min nodded slightly and chuckled: "If Chen Ze wins you in full form, Hong Feng will definitely be able to leave with a smile. Even if Chen Ze loses the game, I think he will be very pleased."

Chen Mu originally wanted to help Master solve his doubts, but now he became even more entangled, "Master, I want to go to the Bounty Pavilion to see Senior Brother Hong."

Su Min nodded with a kind smile, "By the way, I will give him this pot of tea."

Chen Mu doesn’t understand. Is it okay to give tea at this time? Or a pot of herbal tea?

He didn't ask, picked up the teapot and left Zhaixing Peak with his sword.

Reward Pavilion, six floors.

It is mostly quiet.

Hong Feng is more energetic than before today. He wiped the sword behind the counter. The blade exuded a cold light and the sword body had patterns similar to fish scales.

"This sword is called Yuyuan. Master handed it to me, but I buried its light." Hong Feng's tone felt a little guilty.

Chen Mu put the teapot on the counter and said with a little face: "I heard from Master telling about Senior Brother Hong's past. Senior Brother destroyed the Evil Sect alone and followed Uncle Master to wipe out the powerful people of Huangzhou. It's very powerful. Yuyuan will shine again."

Hong Feng had a smile on his wrinkled face. Unexpectedly, those old past events could still be brought up. He stared at the pot of tea, "It's still uncle who understands me."

Hong Feng looked at Chen Mu and said hoarsely: "Junior brother, I hope that one day, you can stand shoulder to shoulder with Junior Sister Jiang and share the burden on her."

"I will."

Chen Mu nodded heavily.

Hong Feng was once Jiang Fuxian’s Taoist protector. Now Jiang Fuxian doesn’t have to worry about him. He just feels that his junior sister is very tired after carrying Lingyun Sect alone.

"I hope that tomorrow, my junior brother will have a wonderful contest with Shen Ze."

"Everyone says Chen Ze is very powerful, and I may lose to him." Chen Mu smiled.

Hong Feng stared at Chen Mu with his eyes, held Yu Yuan in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "My junior brother, you can pretend not to be able to do it, but you can't really not do it."

A very strong fighting spirit came to his face. Chen Mu understood Hong Feng's meaning. He smiled and bowed, "Thank you, Senior Brother Hong, I know what to do."

The reward pavilion is quiet again.

Hong Feng drank tea and wiped Yu Yuan.

Chen Mu returned to Aojian Peak.

He sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain and closed his eyes and rested.

Jiang Fuxian did not come to Aojian Peak, but Chen Mu could prepare for tomorrow's final with peace of mind.

the next day.

Lingyun Sect is very lively.

The final of the Sword Waiting Game was held at noon. After the game in the Sword King Field, all the disciples and elders of the sect were paying attention to this duel.

In previous years, it was not so lively because this year's finals were junior master Lingyun Sect.

A special-shaped floating island appeared at the height of the peak of No. 1. There were seats with staggered heights and lows on the island. The highest point was a throne made of ice and snow. There were more than thirty positions in total.

Before the game.

The younger generation below Jianhou could only climb the nearby mountain peak and watch from afar. The younger generation of Jianhou surrounded the near Peak No. 1 with his sword. The more powerful Sword King junior stood in an area closer to Peak No. 1.

The referee has been replaced. Lu Qingshan, the elder of Lingyun Sect, the powerful sword emperor, and Zhou Zhi from Tianji Pavilion continues to record.

Chen Ze is strong in shape, he is still young, seventeen years old, ranked seventh in the Huangzhou Qingyun List, and he is still preparing for the Qingyun Conference in two years.

Near Peak No. 1, the elders smiled and chatted: "In recent years, I have always felt that Lingyun Sect is about to return to its peak."

"Zhao Feiyan became the Sword King at the age of seventeen. Now Shen Ze is at the peak of the sword horoscope at the age of seventeen. Zhao Sisi is at the age of nine-grade sword horoscope at the age of sixteen. The uncle of the junior master is even more talented and has the appearance of a sword saint."

"Yes, it's another era of the rise of geniuses. I don't know who can go to the end."

As time approaches noon.

Zhao Feiyan and Xiao Yun came near the ring, and Ye Hong was also there, "Sister Zhao, I will be able to compete with you. Can you be gentle?"

"Kick you to death!"

Zhao Feiyan had a smile on her lips.

"Senior Brother Xiao, I am helping you defend the championship. You can't let Senior Sister Zhao kick me to death." Ye Hong climbed on Xiao Yun's shoulder.

Xiao Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "You might as well admit defeat directly. I want to compete fairly with Senior Sister Zhao."

"If I admit defeat, I will probably have to face Liu Mei'er with me. It's so boring." Ye Hong shook his head.

While talking.

The strong men from the Elders' House arrived one after another.

Qin Nishang appeared on the island, and then other elders in the Elders' Court appeared one after another. Jiang Fuxian also came to the floating island. She sat on the snow-colored throne, like a fairy who was tall.

All the disciples and elders saluted her.
To be continued...