Yang Tiantai showed grief and anger on his face, clenched his right fist and said slowly, "Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Lu didn't lie to you, that's true." Li Tianmu was stunned for a while, and even ignored Aunt Li coming in to deliver the cup.

Aunt Li saw that her husband's face was dull and did not dare to ask more questions, so she quickly retreated. After a long time, Li Tianmu came to his senses and asked slowly, "Have you found out who did it?"

Lu Xianping pondered for a moment, shook his head slowly and said, "It's not found out yet. The master has been unconscious and we have no clue. Who made the murderous move but found no clue at all."

"Can't you see any clues about the injury on the master?" Li Tianmu said with a frown.

Zeng Ding frowned and sighed, "To be honest, the master was injured in a dull manner, it was purely caused by external force. We really know nothing about the identity of the injured person!"

"I can sneak into the Nine Sword Pavilion without knowing it, then bully my master, and then use my external skills to severely damage my master... I'm afraid there are not many people in the world with such skills." Li Tianmu murmured.

Lu Xianping said with a gloomy face: "It's just that the master has a good reputation in Dongyuan and has no enemies. Who is the one who will attack this? What's his purpose?"

Li Tianmu took a sip of tea, put down the teacup and said slowly: "People who practice martial arts or monsters who practice transform will always carry their own cultivation characteristics. The palm power of martial arts, whether yin or yang, soft or hard, has rules to follow; if the monster who obtains Taoism takes action, it will definitely carry traces of the five elements, and at least one of them must be one of them. If it is just external skills... it is impossible to break the Master's Purple Elephant Magical Art! Can anyone really break the Yin and Yang and jump out of the Five Elements? How is this possible?"

Zeng Ding looked at Li Tianmu with an unstable expression, sighed and continued, "It is precisely because of this that we have no clue! In addition, the master has been unconscious and we can't ask anything. Not only the master of the sect, but several senior masters have been killed by this. It is said that this incident has alarmed Bu Yunqu (Bu Helai, whose name is Yunqu) old senior."

"Senior Bu Yunqu?" Li Tianmu's brows immediately stretched out when he heard this name, "Then this evil person can't escape even if he beats him to death!"

Yang Tiantai said, "Maybe. I heard that six years ago, Mr. Bu and Mr. Blood Hands Cropped the Sky Qian made an appointment to go to Hejian Mansion together to worship the three Lord Lin who were accidentally killed by the foolish lord. However, after the two competed in Hejian Mansion, they disappeared from the world at the same time. No one knew what they were going to do."

Lu Xianping also nodded and said with a fascination: "You only know that there is a heaven outside the sky with your bloody hands! Forty years ago, Bu Yunqu and Qian Huoming (Qian Rendeng, Biao Wenming) were the first and second in the world. Now they are probably a hundred years old."

Li Tianmu came to his senses and breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Since Mr. Bu has taken action, let's wait for good news with peace of mind."

Lu Xianping glanced at Li Tianmu and said slowly, "Yes. But Mr. Bu has always been seeing the dragon but not the tail. If this living god can intervene in, it would be great. However, Senior Brother Li is just a rumor now. Besides, now... it is difficult for us to take the big responsibility. As a last resort, we have to ask Brother Zongmo to come out, to stabilize the hearts of the people; and, secondly, if there is something wrong with the master, we also hope that the second brother can take on the heavy responsibility!"

Li Tianmu thought for a while before looking up and said, "Who is most likely to do this as far as you know?"

Lu Xianping and his two junior brothers looked at each other for a moment, and then Lu Xianping said, "The most suspected person is... First, it must be the Silver-Eyed Wolf Demon."

Li Tianmu frowned again and said, "Silver Eyes? Monster?" Lu Xianping looked at Li Tianmu and nodded.

Li Tianmu raised his eyebrows and said, "What about the second one?"

Lu Xianping took a deep breath and whispered: "Our Teacher Zuo, Zhang Hengzhi (Zhang Zhengling, the name "Hengzhi". At present, Jiujian Pavilion is in danger of division at any time. Zhang Zuojiao and Wang Zhao (Wang Lingyi, the name "Zhao Zhao) have already had a quarrel. Moreover, this uncle Zhang has been inappropriate in character and colluded with treacherous and slandered the government. Brother Mo, you also know that our Jiujian Pavilion never interferes in the government! Zhang Zuojiao has recently practiced a body of evil skills and has increased his skills. Alas, I'm afraid that no one in the sect can suppress him except the uncle of the junior teacher!"

Li Tianmu heard the anxiousness in Lu Xianping's words and immediately said seriously: "Li Tianmu has escaped from the master's sect for seventeen years. It's time to go back and fulfill his filial piety! Please rest assured, Li Tianmu will do his best to pursue the crime. As for the others, I'll talk about it later."

The three Taoists nodded happily, and Lu Xianping clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Zongmo, for helping me, I am very grateful." Zeng Ding and Yang Tiantai also clasped their fists to thank Li Tianmu.

Li Tianmu hurriedly pressed Lu Xianping's hands and blamed him: "Junior Brother Lu, aren't you too dissatisfied with saying this? We are both under the sect of the Nine Sword Pavilion of the Qing Dynasty. If the master is in trouble, it is my duty to help me. If I, Li Tianmu, sit still, wouldn't it be inappropriate? Without further ado, the three junior brothers will stay here for a night, and we will leave tomorrow morning!"

Mu Wushuang ran all the way to the back mountain halfway. The mist in the morning moistened his clothes. But Mu Wushuang's face was still unchanged and his heart was not beating. He pulled out an axe and waved it. A small tree as thick as a bowl fell down, with an incision neatly.

Mu Wushuang acted like the wind, and then cut down a big tree that was embraced by one person in a few more strokes. After the thick trunk fell, a large area of ​​wild grass was pressed down. Mu Wushuang jumped onto the trunk and cut down the branches of the big tree one by one, chopping and cutting them down. After a while, a large bundle of firewood was cut, leaving only the thick trunk.

Mu Wushuang was about to split the trunk into firewood, but suddenly he thought that this big tree was good for the beams. "Well, I'll ask a few people to roll it down the village together to see who can use it. It's much better than burning it." Thinking of this, Mu Wushuang inserted the axe into his waist, picked up the tied chopping firewood with one hand, put it on his back, and walked along the whispered path to the village.

Just after walking more than a hundred steps, Mu Wushuang suddenly felt her body tightening. Mu Wushuang stood there, feeling a pair of terrifying blood-colored eyes appearing behind her.

Mu Wushuang freed up a hand to grab the axe at his waist, and his pupils seemed to be wider. Mu Wushuang twisted his head slightly, and his arms trembled slightly - not out of fear, but an inexplicable excitement.

Mu Wushuang was surprised himself. His body seemed to no longer belong to him at this moment. And he could clearly feel that his left hand was obviously much more excited than his right hand.

Mu Wushuang glanced at the ghost handprint on his right arm and silently said, "Is this thing slowing down the right hand? And what the hell is that guy behind me?"
Chapter completed!