"Forefather?" Liu Yun exclaimed in shock as he looked at the strange man with hair that was several meters long. His face was filled with disbelief.
This was because he recognized that this strange person was the ancestor of the Liu Yun family who had originally died.
As soon as Li Mu heard the way he addressed him, he also guessed something at once.
Could it be the Flowing Cloud Sword Saint?
The rumored dead pillar of the Liu Yun Family?
"Well, you did well. I saw everything that happened in the array. Wuxin Drifting Cloud is unworthy of being the clan head. He deserves to be killed." The eccentric nodded at Wuxin Drifting Cloud and took a deep breath.
His chest rose and fell at a frequency and amplitude visible to the naked eye. When he opened his mouth, the surrounding air flowed into his mouth like a deep water whirlpool, and when he exhaled, turbid air visible to the naked eye spewed out of his mouth.
After a few breaths of time, his hair, which was several meters long, had turned extremely black. Then, it slowly shrank back to the length of a normal person. His entire person had recovered his youthful appearance. He had turned into a thin, long-faced young man. His aura was aggressive, like a peerless sword that had been unsheathed.
Then, this threatening sharpness gradually disappeared, and he gradually became like an ordinary person. However, there seemed to be sword light flashing in his eyes, appearing and disappearing from time to time.
Heartless Cloud's mouth fell open.
Li Buhui and the others were also shocked.
"Ancestor? Is it really you? " Drifting Cloud was extremely excited. He simply could not believe his eyes and said in disbelief, "But, I clearly saw that your body was taken into the family graveyard. Why …"
"I only faked my death back then. I didn't expect that bastard Wufeng Liuyun would collude with outsiders to plot against me and trap me in this formation …" The eccentric heaved a long sigh. Then, he looked at Li Mu again and sized him up.
Li Mu felt uneasy under his gaze.
This strange person had seen everything that had happened. Did that mean that he had also seen the process of him killing Edgeless Flowing Cloud?
It didn't matter if he killed Flowing Cloud Wufeng.
However, if he saw the yellow-skinned gourd and the dark-gold piece of paper that he had obtained from Flowing Cloud Wufeng, would he ask for them back?
After all, these two items belonged to the Liu Yun Family, right?
"Thank you, little friend." The eccentric cupped his hands at Li Mu and said, "I am Drifting Cloud Heavenly Killer. Thanks to you, my young friend, for killing the sinner of my family and setting me free from the confinement, I am truly grateful."
"It doesn't matter." Li Mu said calmly.
"Not only have you saved this old man, but you've also stopped Wufeng Liuyun's scheme and saved my Liuyun Clan. From now on, you are the benefactor of my Liuyun Clan. A drop of gratitude will be repaid with a spring of gratitude. In the future, if you have any requests, my Liuyun Clan and I will definitely not refuse," the eccentric man said gratefully.
Seeing that the weirdo did not intend to take back the two treasures, Li Mu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Are you the senior known as the Sword Sage of Drifting Cloud?"
"Sigh, what Sword Saint, it's just an empty title. I didn't discipline him, but he almost died in the hands of his own grandson," Liu Yun Tiansha said with a face full of shame.
Hearing him admit it himself, the surrounding people exclaimed in surprise again.
Li Buhui, the future leader of the Hidden Sword Sea, looked at the eccentric man with a trace of reverence.
The Flowing Cloud Sword Saint had served on the frontlines back then, and he had turned the tide of danger several times. He had made great contributions and was a great hero of the Human Race army. He had killed countless experts of the Extraterrestrial Demon Realm. In the end, he had been ambushed by several Demon Master level Heavenly Demons. Although he had killed all of them, he had also been seriously injured and was at the end of his rope. It was said that after returning to the Flowing Cloud Family, he had passed away not long after returning to his roots.
Li Mu did not expect that he was still alive.
He was a living legend.
Back then, the Sword Sage of Flowing Cloud was regarded as the peerless genius of swordsmanship of his generation who was most likely to become an emperor. He was known as the first swordsman outside the Hidden Sword Sea.
"Senior, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave." Li Mu was ready to slip away.
The Sword Sage of Flowing Cloud was stunned and said with a wry smile, "I wanted to invite you to have a drink in my manor, but since you're in a hurry to leave, I won't force you. In the future, I will go to the Taoist Palace to thank you in person."
Li Mu said, "Senior, you're too polite. This is what I should do."
He turned around and left. After a few steps, he turned back and said to Liuyun Wuxin, "You stay in the Liuyun Manor for the time being. The Liuyun Clan has many things to do. I'm sure the Sword Sage has a lot of things for you to do."
Liuyun Wuxin said, "Okay, but since I've sworn to serve you as my master, I won't give up halfway. In ten days, I will go to the Taoist Palace to serve you."
Li Mu waved his hand and flew away without saying a word.
When he came to the fifth floor, he subconsciously looked in the direction of the window out of the corner of his eye.
But when he took a look, Li Mu was taken aback.
What happened?
The dead figure standing in front of the window like a golden-armored king with a golden spear had disappeared.
An existence that was already dead had actually disappeared?
Could it be that Li Buhui and the others had moved it away?
Impossible. The golden-armored king and his golden spear were so intimidating that even the experts in the Taoist Master Realm could not get close, let alone the descendants of the Holy Land.
Li Mu rubbed his eyes and saw that the marks left by the golden spear were still on the ground, which meant that the previous memory was not false.
It was really strange.
He was puzzled, but he did not stay for too long. He went straight out of the Nine Serenities Palace and left the mine at the fastest speed.
In the Liuyun Manor, he took his black dragon horse and immediately galloped away.
The gatekeeper, Yun Wu, looked puzzled, but did not dare to stop him.
At this time, what happened in the Nine Serenities Palace had not yet reached the ground.
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From the Liuyun Manor to the Taoist Palace, with the black dragon horse, it took three days and three nights.
After a day of crazy running, Li Mu gradually slowed down.
The biggest gain of this military mission was that he finally found a part of Wang Shiyu's soul, at least one spiritual soul and two physical souls. In addition to the one spiritual soul and one physical soul found on the bloody moon ship, as well as the one that originally existed in Wang Shiyu's body, he had gathered three spiritual souls and four physical souls, and only the last three physical souls were left. As long as he found them, he could resurrect Wang Shiyu.
Li Mu was in a good mood. He slowed down and enjoyed the scenery.
On the way, he passed by several human villages and towns. Li Mu was quite interested in playing the role of an unworldly master. But to his surprise, he was soon recognized as a traitor on the "Must Be Killed List". Immediately, he was besieged by the garrison troops and some martial arts experts.
Li Mu did not know whether to laugh or cry, but he could not really kill these people, so he could only flee.
In the end, he simply did not go to these human towns, but walked in the wilderness.
It was still the winter season.
The wilderness had turned into a snowfield, and the ice and snow that covered it was several meters thick. The strong winds that blew at all times were enough to freeze an ordinary low-level High Emperor Realm martial artist within two hours. Martial artists below the High Emperor Realm would be frozen to death if they stayed in the wilderness for more than an hour.
The winter season in this world was really terrible.
Under such bitter cold, even the war was suspended.
But Li Mu's cultivation was profound, so he could resist this kind of cold, and the black dragon horse was born to be the king of the wilderness. It had experienced countless such cold seasons, so it had long adapted to it, so there was no need to worry.
The next night, Li Mu dug a cave on an ice cliff and took a nap in it.
The temperature at night was much lower than during the day, almost extremely cold, so Li Mu did not want to take risks.
He meditated in the ice cave, running the Xiantian Skill, and the Genuine Qi flowed in his body.
"This extremely cold weather seems to be conducive to the cultivation of the Genuine Qi."
Li Mu found this point.
It was rumored that in this world, there were extremely talented warriors who cultivated and visualized in the ice fields during the winter. Finally, they refined the extremely cold Xuan Ice Yuan Qi and shone brilliantly. However, this was too dangerous, so there were very few people who truly succeeded.
Thinking of these stories, Li Mu's heart skipped a beat.
His own Broadsword Intent of 24 Solar Terms had reached the basic level, but the transformation of the artistic conception was still a little rough. The 24 solar terms could not be completely integrated into the changes of the four seasons of the year, and the tempering of the Broadsword Intent had always been at the superficial stage.
"If I use the ice field to visualize the Great Cold Broadsword Intent and the Little Cold Broadsword Intent, can I further improve these two kinds of Broadsword Intent?"
Thinking of this, Li Mu immediately began to try.
In the blink of an eye, a long night passed.
He gained a lot.
He made a move in his mind.
An invisible Broadsword Intent cut out.
In the void, a 100-meter-long ice wall suddenly appeared, separating the snow field.
Li Mu pressed his palm on the ice wall, and the ice wall melted.
He showed a satisfied look on his face. "Just one night of visualization, and the power of the Great Cold Broadsword Intent has more than doubled. It seems that I have found a good way to cultivate the Broadsword Intent."
"Black dragon. Let's go. "
Li Mu rode on the horse.
The black dragon horse galloped on the snow field as fast as lightning, as if it was running on flat ground.
"No, why do I have a very dangerous feeling in my heart?" Li Mu suddenly felt frightened, as if some kind of great crisis of life and death was shrouding him.
As time went by, this feeling of danger became more and more intense.
"Change course, black dragon, let's go west. Use your fastest speed. "
Li Mu shouted.
The Black Dragon Horse let out a long neigh and turned into a beam of black light, rushing into the sky and quickly heading west.
About an hour later.
A figure shrouded in black mist appeared in the sky above the snowfield.
"Lost him? Or did he change course? Logically speaking, he should be nearby. Why can't I sense him at all? This little guy is very cautious. "
The man said faintly.
"It seems that it is impossible to kill him before he returns to the Taoist Palace. I have to think of another way. The older one is in Jianghu, the more timid he is. I have planned for my whole life, but I actually made such a wrong choice …"
He sighed, and his figure dissipated along with the black mist.
Two days later.
Li Mu returned to the Taoist Palace.
After reporting to Taoist Green Bull about the trip to Liuyun Villa, Li Mu returned to his Green Bamboo Wonderland.
He immediately took out the yellow-skinned gourd and the dark golden paper.
These were definitely two precious treasures. Li Mu resisted the urge to take them out to study on the way, because he was afraid that their light would alarm some other powerful figures and cause more trouble. Now that he had returned to the Taoist Palace, he did not have to worry.
"What on earth is in this gourd?"
Li Mu's eyes first fell on the yellow-skinned gourd.
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