"Master, Ning Yi has been hiding in Shushan for more than a month."

Shu Xinjun came to the hall, holding Qing Jian in his hand, with a faint look of anger, and said, "No movement...will he go to Tiandu?"

Zhu Mi seemed to sleep but not sleep. The sword energy was lingering from all directions in the hall, like smoke and mist. As he breathed, he swept under the skin of the skin. The old sword cultivator, who was the same age as Taiyi, had become more and more rosy and fair in his skin. He had never seen his old appearance. From the revival of the holy tomb to now, he has experienced several battles... Zhu Mi's power is constantly getting stronger.

He whispered: "Are all the ambushing formations outside Shushan set up?"

Shu Xinjun nodded with a heavy expression: "As long as Ning Yi leaves the Shushan Mountain Realm, we will know immediately."

"Wait."

Zhu Mi just spoke lightly.

"He will leave Shushan one day."

"What should Qianshou do?" Shu Xinjun was a little worried and said, "If Qianshou comes forward, with Ning Yi's cultivation level, can I kill him with the formation?"

Zhu Mi suddenly opened his eyes, and he looked at his disciples who inherited his Dayan Sword Formation calmly and indifferently.

Although he was indifferent, there was still a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Shu Xin’s talent is too much inferior to Ning Yi… He is also in the Star Lord’s realm, even if he gives him a Nirvana treasure, he is probably not Ning Yi’s opponent.

The fortune of Xiao Wuliang Mountain has been rising by leaps and bounds in recent years. Logically speaking, it shouldn’t be so. How could even be someone who competes with Ning Yi?

Thinking of this, Zhu Mi looked a little irritable and said, "I'll discuss it again."

He had already had an idea about killing Ning Yi... Ning Yi was also a person with great luck to come back alive from the White Emperor of the Demon Clan.

According to his previous style of conduct, he would never be so impatient and ambushed around Shushan.

Shu Xinjun gritted his teeth and said, "Master, is it wrong for us to act like this? If it fails, according to the iron law, Xiao Wuliangshan may be punished."

Zhu Miyouyou said, "Are you teaching me to do things?"

A wave of pressure swept open in the hall.

"I don't dare!" Shu Xinjun quickly bowed his head and bowed, his face pale.

Zhu Mi narrowed her eyes and looked at the little mountain master who was acting on behalf of his will. After thinking for a moment, she relaxed her voice and said softly: "Shuxin...you should look at the long-term work. Do you know, how many people in the Sui Dynasty want to see Ning Yi die?"

Shu Xinjun was stunned.

He looked at his master, and his eyes were filled with sarcastic and sarcastic meanings.

“You mean…”

"Xiao Wuliangshan has the confidence to do these things. Think about it carefully, the timing of the Hongfu River messenger appearing and our current situation." Zhu Mi mentioned this meaningfully.

Shu Xinjun's pupils suddenly contracted.

Two times before, Xiao Wuliang Mountain almost hit the gate of Shushan.

The messenger of the Hongfu River was silent.

The third time, the holy tomb was bombed. Xiao Wuliang Mountain was hit by a series of tricks and rushed to the gate of Shushan again. When he was about to suffer losses... Jiuquanzi in Hongfu River appeared like this. Although all the words were towards Shushan, in fact, Xiao Wuliang Mountain did not suffer any losses at all!

As for the iron punishment that should have been punished, there was no movement—

"Master...this..." Shu Xinjun's breathing became rapid. He looked at the old man on the throne of the sword in the hall and heard Zhu Mi's low response.

"The person who wants to see Ning Yi die is holding too much power."

"That guy passed me a message saying that if Ning Yi can be killed, there is no need to worry about iron rule." Zhu Mi said bluntly and asked softly: "As for who that guy is, do you still need me to say it?"

Shu Xinjun was in a daze and murmured, "Is that so?"

Only then did he realize the intention of all the previous actions of the master.

"Um."

Zhu Mi smiled and said softly: "The holy tomb has changed a little recently... Take some talented outer disciples and go down to see it, and things must be done cleanly."

Shu Xinjun was stunned after hearing this, with a complicated expression and said respectfully: "Yes."

Zhu Mi waved his hand.

Shu Xinjun was about to leave. A sword light came from the hall far away. A disciple looked pale and held the scroll and said, "Master... Outside the territory of Xiao Wuliang Mountain, there is a team of light cavalry who broke through from the north ignoring the precepts."

Shu Xinjun and Zhu Mi both looked stunned.

The disciple quickly spoke, saying, "That team of cavalry holds the flag of the General's Mansion in the North!"

Zhu Mi's expression changed and she said coldly: "So Chengtong Dzi beads."

The disciple shook the scroll open, seven or eight beads shaking open, floating around the hall, presenting a picture outside the mountain world. Heavy snow was flying, and the red rider was like blood. The man in the lead was wearing a cloak, his forehead was covered with a sable tail and his forehead was covered with a calm expression.

"Mr. Chen Yuan!"

Zhu Mi's heart sank.

His Highness's disciple, Shu Xinjun, looked three times white when he heard these three words... The new master of the northern territory is now extremely powerful. In the battle of Tianhailou, he first killed the demon saint of the demon clan, then rode alone to break Fengming Mountain, then fought against Badu Huofeng, and finally defeated Baidi.

Only Pei Min can compare with the victory of this battle within five hundred years.

Chen Yuanjun, who perfectly inherited Pei Min's mantle, took action at the North Frontier Conference and swept through all his nirvana, and Zhu Mi... was the one who almost suffered a disaster.

Zhu Mi still remembers the scene where he was forced to discuss the truth with Chen Yuanjun... That young Nirvana boy was a bit too powerful. Even in the Lu Sheng era five hundred years ago, he would have become a big shot!

"According to the iron law, the army must not easily enter the territory... The disciples of the formation have given warnings, but the other party ignores them." The disciple's lips trembled and said, "They ignore the precepts and rules... are a bunch of lunatics."

Zhu Mi pressed her eyebrows with two fingers and said, "There is only one team of light cavalry... so arrogant. She was actually acting in a wheelchair at the top of the North Frontier City? Is Chen Yuanjun really that strong? Even if she faces the White Emperor, she will never be seriously injured?"

He really couldn't figure out why Mr. Chen Yuan dared to pass through the border so arrogantly.

Just enter the Western Region.

I also wanted to come from the mountainous realm of Wuliang Mountain in Xiao.

Is this obvious that I want to slap myself in the face?

Zhu Mi looked gloomy and probably understood the cause and effect of this matter... Liangzi had already formed a grudge between him and Shushan, but the matter of pulling out the border to interfere with Pei Lingsu's tribulation was related to the General's Mansion. It must have been heard in the ears of Chen Yuanjun in the past few days.

He pondered for a moment, sneered, and did not get angry, and asked surprisingly calmly: "Have you done it?"

The disciple shook his head with a bitter face and said, "The brothers of the formation have never taken reckless action... The team of light cavalry looks very difficult to mess with. They crossed the border and slowed down their pace, as if they were waiting for us to take action."

Zhu Mi nodded and said, "You are right, don't take action... The soldiers and barbarians in the north are used to being arrogant and have no way of being the king. After this matter is over, I will go to Tiandu to report the case to the Lord Chen Yuan."

After saying that, Zhu Mi took his disciples away from the hall and went to the observation deck on the top of Xiaowuliang Mountain. Through the Tongtian Pearl, he went to see the situation on the border of the mountain boundary.

...

...

It was snowing heavily.

Chen Yuanjun looked calm. Qian Shang, who was riding a horse and walking slowly beside him, looked hidden under the gray robe. He held a voice that only two people could hear, and asked in a sober voice: "Senior Brother... Will Zhu Mi be suspicious?"

Chen Yuanjun smiled, "The old fox Zhu Mi is suspicious by nature. So after he heard the news, he will definitely become suspicious. Now he doesn't know where to hide and secretly look at us."

Qian Shangjun sighed and said, "Senior Brother, is it really good for us to be so generous? What if Zhu Mi comes to hand in hand

What should I do if I see the clues in your body when I see it?"

Chen Yuanjun held the reins in one hand, his expression was extremely relaxed.

He smiled and said, "This won't happen."

"Zhu Mi is afraid of death, and is too afraid of death, so no matter how suspicious he is, he dare not get close. He is afraid that if he gets close, he will be beaten to death by me." Chen Yuanjun said leisurely: "I am a person who ignores the iron law. I have made an exception and come to Xiao Wuliang Mountain Realm, so I must cause trouble for him."

Qian Shangjun frowned and said, "After all, it's a Nirvana, can you swallow your anger so much?"

Chen Yuanjun shook his head and said seriously: "Zhu Mi can never bear to swallow his anger."

Qian Shangjun was stunned.

"You are still a little younger." At this point of the march, Chen Yuanjun's expression was not exhausted at all. After returning to Jia, his aura was locked in his skin by the talisman. His image at this moment was far from the magic of the wildfire-ridden god in the northern territory, but the sharpness between his eyebrows never dissipated.

"Zhu Mi's forbearance is a kind of tolerance for the overall situation. He can do without face and character, but throw away these... he must exchange for something."

"He lost his dignity before the Nirvana of the Northern Frontier Conference, but he not only received the love of the prince, but also avoided the situation of Gu Yiren in Yaochi..."

Qian Shangjun looked dazed and thought of the straightforward Gu Shengzhu, who was put on the table by the prince, was finally killed by his senior brother, and is still in seclusion and healing.

Zhu Mi was embarrassed, but was not injured.

"He can do that kind of thing to Pei Yatou... means he is not afraid of revenge in the General's Mansion." Chen Yuanjun said lightly: "He is tolerating me because he can't beat me. But he will not tolerate others. Whenever he has a chance, he will not hesitate to kill you, Ning Yi, and the girl."

Qian Shangjun fell into deep thought.

"So today's 'show crossing' is not enough." Chen Yuanjun whispered: "If I ignore the iron law and come to Xiao Wuliang Mountain like this, and don't say hello, then he will kill him after leaving the mountain world... Only the sick tiger will choose to understand."

The junior brother in gray robe looked trembling.

Chen Yuanjun raised his eyes slightly and looked in a certain direction above the heavy snow.

Little Wuliang Mountain Observatory.

Zhu Mi's expression was gloomy. When he watched the Tongtian Pearl, the man in the picture seemed to have telepathy. He slowly raised his head and looked at him from the air... Zhu Mi's expression suddenly turned pale because Chen Yuanjun, who was sitting on the divine horse, slowly raised his two fingers, and made a snap of his fingers dozens of miles away!

"How is this... possible?!"

The next moment, the hot holy fire swept across the observation deck and swallowed Zhu Mi. A man wearing a cloak seemed to condense in the flames in the sky.
To be continued...