A scrap collection station comes to mind

One sentence made Mu Yi speechless.

"Didn't you see Ming Yan?" Mu Jia asked.

"Didn't see it."

…

Everyone made inquiries, and it was like a three-chamber trial. In the end, Chen Muyu didn't give them much useful information.

I have no choice but to give up.

The most urgent thing is to rest for two days to see if I can repair the missing memory and remember something.

So, they dispersed hastily.

…

Wanjie Station.

"You can't remember it at all?"

Chen Muyu looked at the Donglai Ancestor in front of him. The Donglai Ancestor's face was very sad.

After thinking about it, he really didn't have any impression. His memory still stayed before departure.

"Master, I really have no impression." Patriarch Donglai patted his forehead.

"Is this water from the Forgotten Spring really so powerful?"

Chen Muyu clicked his tongue in surprise, "Didn't I tell you back then that if you lose, don't be brave and just run away first if you encounter danger?"

Ancestor Donglai smiled bitterly.

He didn't even know what was happening.

Chen Muyu was helpless and didn't bother to blame him, "So, Holy Lord Kunlun has probably escaped. How much do you know about Holy Lord Kunlun?"

Ancestor Donglai said, "I don't know much about him. I only know that, like Holy Lord Xuanwu, he was also a strong man who once dominated an area. The Nether Clan today was just a force under him back then. In that In an era where strong men emerge in large numbers, to be able to achieve such a prestigious reputation is by no means weak in terms of strength..."

"However, from the current situation, it seems that he was stabbed in the back by the Nether Clan back then. The Nether Clan didn't know what the reason was, so they failed to kill him and just imprisoned him. Now that they are out of trouble, Ming Yan and his son, I think , maybe to capture him."

…

Ancestor Donglai made a guess.

Chen Muyu asked, "Why didn't he take the opportunity to kill you?"

What is this word?

Ancestor Donglai's face trembled, "Are you wishing that we would perish there?"

"Maybe he just escaped from trouble and is not that strong. Or maybe he has a noble character and doesn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately." Dong Lai said.

Hearing this, Chen Muyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Ask him a question and he can still talk about his noble character.

But it can be seen that Patriarch Donglai is really not familiar with this Kunlun.

Ancestor Donglai said, "Actually, master, you don't need to take this matter too seriously. Such a being has nothing to do with us. On the contrary, Mu Jia and Wu Xin may have a headache."

Chen Muyu didn't say much, and waved his hand to Ancestor Donglai, "You should also rest and see if you can recover the missing memory."

…

After Donglai left, Chen Muyu rubbed his eyebrows.

Even ancient beings like the Holy Lord of Kunlun have escaped, and this world seems to be getting more and more crazy.

If you think about it carefully, in that era, there were so many strong men, and it was impossible for them all to fall. Even if a catastrophe were to come, there would still be many strong men who would try their best to survive.

A Kunlun is definitely not an exception.

The great calamity is about to begin, and these powerful men may appear one after another and start to act.

The more powerful there are, the more uncertain factors there are, and the world will become more dangerous.

Mu Jia and the others were all in seclusion. Chen Muyu thought that the northern continent might be quiet for a few days, but he did not expect that trouble would come soon.

With the contact of the Taiwu clan, more than thirty major clans in the northern continent met at Tangwu Mountain to form an alliance.

Needless to say, they must be discussing how to deal with Ling Kuang together.

The Nether Clan was also invited, but there was no trace of Minghuo and his son now, and there was no one in the Nether Clan to host it.

Mingxuan came to invite him personally, but unfortunately, she happened to meet Chen Muyu.

Without saying anything, he directly invited Chen Muyu back to Tang Wushan.

After all, Chen Muyu is an indispensable protagonist in this plan. Even if the tribes of the Northern Continent form an alliance, Chen Muyu will still be needed as a bait to attract Ling Kuang.

Chen Muyu was a little nervous, especially after hearing Yang Ming say that during this period of time, a war would break out in the Western Continent, affecting a large number of Perfection Realm powerhouses, and many of them had fallen.

Regardless of whether what Yang Ming said was true or not, this incident made him feel a little uncomfortable. Especially when Mingxuan found him, he felt his eyelids twitching non-stop. He had a hunch that this trip to the Western Continent would definitely... Something big will happen.

It might even threaten his life.

However, now, he has collected the spiritual jade from the Taiwu Clan, and if he does not do anything after taking the money, the Taiwu Clan will obviously not let him go.

It's a bit difficult to get off.

On the way back, Chen Muyu said to Mingxuan, "Fellow Taoist Mingxuan, I recently received news that Ling Kuang seems to have died."

"Fall?"

Mingxuan glanced at Chen Muyu, "Who did you listen to?"

Chen Muyu said, "To be honest, I know a person who also knows how to master the Divine Slave Art. At first, I thought he was inherited from the Hongmeng Holy Master. Later I found out that he had obtained the inheritance from Ling Kuang. According to him, Ling Kuang Kuang has already fallen..."

"Ah."

When Mingxuan heard this, she smiled softly, "Hearsays cannot be believed. How could such an existence fall so easily? Fellow Daoist Chen, since you have taken our spiritual jade, you should do your best to help us. Don't believe those rumors." Rumors, even if Ling Kuang has really fallen, hehe, he will see people in life and his corpse in death."

Chen Muyu froze and couldn't say much.

Mingxuan asked, "Who is that person you know?"

When asked this question, Mingxuan's eyes were extremely sharp, and it could be seen that she was very sensitive to the identity of Lingkuang's successor.

Since he has obtained the inheritance of Ling Kuang and possesses the divine secret of controlling slaves, he should be regarded as the enemy of the Taiwu clan.

Chen Muyu said, "I only met this person once..."

Haha, he didn't reveal Yang Ming's identity.

Mingxuan looked at Chen Muyu carefully for a long time. Even if Chen Muyu didn't say anything, she could actually guess some of the details.

Because, Chen Muyu just said, at first he thought that the other party was the Divine Secret of Controlling Slaves inherited from Holy Lord Hongmeng.

With this sentence, the identity of this person is clearly revealed.

I heard that Hongmeng Palace has recently found the successor of Hongmeng Holy Lord. So, this person is probably the most likely candidate.

Of course, Chen Muyu didn't say anything, and Ming Xuan didn't continue to ask. She just said, "The God of Controlling the Slave is extremely overbearing. Without special means, it is difficult to guard against his anger. This person has practiced Ling Kuang's God of Controlling the Slave." Jue, you should be considered a member of that organization, Fellow Daoist Chen, don’t make the mistake of yourself.”

Chen Muyu was resentful and stopped talking.

Mingxuan didn't say anything more. She didn't believe that Ling Kuang had died. She wanted to see the person alive and the body before death. Even if the body was gone, it was impossible to confirm Ling Kuang without going through the four realms. Fall.