1014. Phoenix Crying Blood

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Leaving the Southern Yantian Realm and going to the Central Juntian Realm, the Southern Supreme Zhuangshen, who had been there for eight or nine years, finally returned to Wutongpo of Fengyi Mountain.

For ordinary people, life is only a hundred years in a hurry, and eight or nine years is already a long time.

But for a martial arts expert with a high level of cultivation, it is very likely that one retreat will last for more than ten years.

Zhuang Shen, the Supreme Being of the South, had last retreated for nearly twenty years.

It's just that before, there had never been a time before that Zhuang Shen could feel so different from others.

At this moment, he was sitting on the head seat in the main hall of the sect, looking at the disciples in front of him without blinking.

Compared with that year, Zhuang Shen's appearance has not changed at all.

He still has a handsome face and is quite handsome. He looks only about thirty years old, and his hair is as white as snow, which is simply combed into a bun.

But looking at the crowd in front of him, Zhuang Shen's face sank like water.

His sons, daughters, in-laws, his junior brother who had always been close to each other, "King of Yi" Peng He, disappeared.

Although the relationship is not as close as that of Peng He, but he respects Zhuang Shen and handles things safely. His senior brother who has always trusted him, "Baowu Zhenyue" Zhang Shuren, is nowhere to be seen.

Yuan Xiancheng, the proud student he valued the most, who had exhausted all his efforts to cultivate, "Phoenix Pupil" Yuan Xiancheng, also disappeared.

In addition, there are many people in Wutongpo, who will never be able to appear in the hall in front of them again.

Finally, there is his biological son, Zhuang Zhaohui...

Zhuang Shen looked at the deserted courtyard in front of him, and remained silent for a long time.

Among the crowd, a middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian scholar said: "Brother Zhang and Brother Peng are gone, and the southeast is very powerful. We can only stick to Fengyi Mountain and wait for Brother Zhuang to come back."

Zhuang Shen looked at the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and said slowly, "Junior Brother Mao, thank you for your hard work."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar bowed his head and said, "I would like to ask the head brother to come up with an idea."

This person, of course, is Mao Yuansheng, the only surviving master of the Wutong Slope lineage of Fengyi Mountain, the nine-level martial sage, who is also known as "Fengming Southern Border" along with Peng He and Zhang Shuren.

He and Peng He came from the same school as Zhuang Shen, the Supreme Master of the South.

Hundreds of years ago, Fengyi Mountain was still dominated by the previous generation. When Master Zhuang Shen was in charge of the sect, Mao Yuansheng was actually the most valued successor.

At that time, compared to Zhuang Shen, their master had always favored Mao Yuansheng, and even wanted Mao Yuansheng to take over his mantle and inherit Wutongpo's family.

It was only later that Zhuang Shen, who was relatively ordinary in his youth, gained more and more upward momentum, and finally came from behind.

Their master died prematurely due to an accident, and they failed to decide on a successor.

In the end, Zhuang Shen won.

However, it is true that in his hands, the lineage of Fengyi Mountain Wutongpo has been carried forward, and the Phoenix's true form has become more and more perfect and profound.

Until later, Zhuang Shen climbed to the realm of the supreme in the world, and Fengyi Mountain also reached the peak in its own history.

Zhuang Shen didn't suppress Mao Yuansheng, but among the three martial saints in Wutongpo, there was no doubt that Mao Yuansheng had the most estranged relationship with Zhuang Shen.

Zhang Shuren was ordered to guard Fangyuan Mountain at the junction with the southeast. It seemed remote, but it was deeply trusted by Zhuang.

If it was really hard work, Zhuang Shen's most valued disciple, Yuan Xiancheng, would not be able to accompany him.

And when Zhuang Shen went to the Central Juntian Realm, the person who sat at the Wutongpo gate of Fengyi Mountain for him was the most closely related "King of Yi" Peng He.

Since that year, Mao Yuansheng himself has actually been quite low-key.

The former "Fengming Southern Border" seems to be a bit misnamed now.

This time, both Zhang Shuren and Peng He fell, and Mao Yuansheng just returned to Wutongpo to preside over the overall situation.

As the strongest person in Wutongpo's lineage who is currently second only to Zhuang Shen, Mao Yuansheng is more low-key.

"Have an idea?" Zhuang Shen looked calm,

There were no waves, but all Wutongpo warriors present felt that the world they were in seemed to be on fire.

A fire phoenix fluttered its wings and screamed in front of it, but its pupils clearly shed tears of blood.

Seeing the phantom of the phoenix weeping blood, everyone including Mao Yuansheng fell silent.

The phantom disappeared, but Zhuang Shen remained expressionless, as if his emotions did not fluctuate at all.

But everyone knew that the seemingly illusory scene just now was actually the true display of Zhuang Shen's deepest thoughts.

"I, Wutongpo, had a total of thirty-seven people, and died at the hands of that little thief surnamed Yan."

Zhuang Shen stood up: "Among them are two martial saints of the late Xianqiao period, including my most proud disciple and the most outstanding successor of the younger generation of our sect, and my own son."

He looked at Mao Yuansheng: "If I never return this time, Junior Brother Mao, you will take over as the head."

Mao Yuansheng lowered his head: "I would like to attach my brother Jiwei and go to the southeast together."

"What are you talking about?" Zhuang Shen's snow-white eyebrows frowned: "The incense of this school cannot be broken."

Mao Yuansheng raised his head and looked at Zhuang Shen.

Zhuang Shen said: "No matter why they died, the fact is that they all fell in Fangyuan Mountain."

"I'm back, but Cao Jie is also back. If we fight in Fangyuan Mountain, the outcome will be very unpredictable."

After a moment of silence, Mao Yuansheng said: "Then why bother..."

Zhuang Shen said calmly: "I avenged my master in the past, and I dared to fight the enemy of the ninth level of the martial sage at the seventh level of the martial sage."

"Now that you are in charge of the south, is it true that the older you are, the less courageous you are?"

Mao Yuan was silent, and finally said after a long while: "Is that why you are 'Fengxiang Jiutian' and I am just 'Fengming Nanjiang'?"

"I may die earlier than you." Zhuang Shen said lightly, "I am stronger than you, but someone is stronger than me."

"But don't think I'm getting carried away with anger, I'm calmer than ever."

"Revenge at any cost, revenge first, then any cost."

After hearing Zhuang Shen's words, Mao Yuansheng waited for Wutongpo warriors to get a little refreshed.

At this moment, the void outside Wutong Mountain shook like water waves.

A figure stepped out of it.

His arrival didn't disturb anyone on Wutongpo, only Zhuang Shen felt it: "Brother Lang has arrived, Zhuang Shen is far away to welcome you."

"Brother Lang? Lang..." Mao Yuansheng and the others were startled when they heard this, and then they were overjoyed: "The Western Supreme has arrived?"

Zhuang Shen said lightly: "Without Zhaohui, it's their business. I also invited brother Lang to my Wutong slope to discuss the crusade against the southeast."

While talking, a middle-aged man came in: "Brother Zhuang, I heard about the matter, sorry."

When all Wutongpo warriors saw him, they all saluted: "I have seen the Western Supreme."

The person who came was none other than the Lord of the Heaven Realm in the West, the head of Linong Mountain, and the Supreme Lord Lang Qing in the West.

"Since Brother Lang knows about it, I won't say anything else." Zhuang Shen said, "I wonder if Brother Lang can help me?" Browse the reading address: