Yue Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not look at Bai Dan, who was anxious, but instead turned his eyes on Zhou Ting.

Mu Sen snorted coldly from the side.

Zhou Ting was shocked and hurriedly stood up and said, "This matter is an omission from my junior. Please give me a punishment."

"Forget it, just a small Xu Qingmu. Then you will kill him casually when you fight with Taoist Qingyi." Yue Lin waved his hand indifferently, "What's going on over the Xu family..."

"Someone has gone there, but according to the younger generation's estimate, the head of the Xu family Xu Wanshan is very likely to surrender directly. Do we want to..."

Zhou Ting made a neck wiping action.

"No need. As long as he is honest and obedient, he doesn't have to touch him. I'm not a bloodthirsty person."

Mu Sen thought about it and said carefully: "Honor, did you make an appointment with Taoist Qingyi?"

"That's right."

Except for Zheng Tong and Bai Dan who had already known about this, everyone else showed extremely solemn expressions on their faces.

Mu Sen said slowly: "The Taoist Qingyi is extremely powerful in killing swordsmanship with one hand. Young Master must not be careless."

"What do you know?" Yue Lin didn't expect that even the monks from Qingmu Gate knew the name of the sword madman Qingyi.

Mu Sen coughed lightly and looked left and right.

Zhou Ting and others immediately understood. Even though they were curious about what Mu Sen said next, they could only force themselves to hold back and retreat at the same time.

After arriving in the yard, Fan Zimo pulled Zhou Ting aside and lowered his voice and said in confusion:

"Zhou Ting, who is your old guard? It's mysterious. His relationship with Mr. Yue is not right."

That is, the identity of the eldest lady of the Fan family in Beicang Mansion, she dared to speak to Zhou Ting like this. If it were the Lord Bai Mu and others, she would not even have the qualifications to ask questions.

Mu Sen's identity is a secret for Zhou Ting, so he naturally would not say it out, so he thought of changing the topic and talking about it.

Unexpectedly, Fan Zimo forced him to ask questions with determination. He closed his mouth unwillingly until he got upset about Zhou Ting's question.

However, looking at her eyes rolling around, I guess she still didn't give up on her plan to find out.

In the room, Mu Sen first paid a visit according to the etiquette of the sect, and then sat down and said solemnly: "Uncle Junior, I heard a senior brother say a few years ago that the foundation of Taoist Qingyi was not what he showed. He was a random cultivator without roots and without Ping."

"Then what is his foundation?"

Compared to Mu Sen's solemnity, Yue Lin did not seem very surprised, because if there were no guidance from a famous teacher, it would be very difficult for a person to realize by himself by practicing hard alone and realize that he would reach the level of the Qingyi Taoist.

Mu Sen thought and said slowly: "According to the senior brother, Taoist Qingyi had received guidance from the Seven Killing Venerables, and he was also an unknown disciple of him."

"The Seven Killing Venerable is the leader of the Seven Killing Sect. The uncle of the little master may not know what the Seven Killing Sect is. In fact, it is like our Qingmu Gate, and belongs to one of the most peak immortal sect forces in this area."

Yue Lin frowned slightly, and he heard a lot of hidden content from Mu Sen's short words.

"As far as you know, how many sects are there in total? Are there other immortal forces? What is the origin of the Taoist in the Netherworld?"

Mu Sen said: "There is also an existence called Baihua Pavilion, which can be called the holy land. Every move will have a great impact on the general trend of the whole world."

"Before, the Qiksmen were powerful and they wanted to annex the other two holy places. Our Qingmumen and Baihua Pavilion joined forces to do a fight with them, and eventually forced the Qiksmen to escape from the northwest."

"In addition, in addition to the three holy places, there are a few old monsters who are hidden in the world. I don't know their origins. The Taoist of Netherworld seems to be one of them."

"This nephew knew very little about the other immortal sects that the uncle asked about. He just heard an elder in the sect say by chance that perhaps there are other sects where we don't know."

"I understand, you continue to talk about the sword madman Qingyi Taoist."

"Yes." Mu Sen respectfully took the tea handed over by Yue Lin, and Gudong Gudong drank a breath and continued: "The practice of the Qikill Sect is mainly based on the Qikill Demonic Skills. It is rumored that the Sect Master Seven Evils have successfully condensed the pill in front of Jiazi, stepped on Xuan Ji, and entered the realm of the gathering of dragons and tigers and the formation of the Dingding Pill."

"The Taoist Qingyi is rumored to be an ordinary warrior. Because of his tenacious and fierce nature, he was attracted by the Qi Killing Venerable who was traveling around. So he took him to walk with him for several months and passed on a killing sword technique. Therefore, although the two of them have no name as master and disciple, they have the reality of master and disciple."

"So that's how it is." Yue Lin fell into deep thought.

Mu Sen did not dare to interrupt the "principal uncle"'s thoughts, so he waited quietly while sipping tea little by little.

It was not until he finished drinking the third cup of tea that Yue Lin raised his head: "What else?"

"Oh, five years ago, Taoist Qingyi killed a worldly walking disciple of Baihua Pavilion in the name of testing the sword. He was sent by the other sect to chase after him for thousands of miles, but it was left unresolved later. The nephew suspected that the Seven Killing Venerables had spoken out to protect the people, but this matter was hidden, and it was not known to us and other cultivators."

Yue Lin nodded. These things have indeed exceeded the cognition of ordinary warriors, and it is normal for them to not know about them.

A moment later, Yue Lin suddenly remembered the maverick woman again.

"Where is Ying Shang, is she also a disciple of a certain sect? I found that she seems to have an extraordinary origin. Even Taoist Qingyi dare not act too reckless in front of her."

Mu Sen frowned and thought for a long time, and shook his head and said, "My nephew has never heard of this name. Maybe she is a secret disciple of Baihua Pavilion."

"The sword madman Qingyi is very murderous, and the sword art he practices is also very powerful. In recent years, he has been looking for people to test swords. Whether it is a fairy monk or an ordinary warrior, all of them have been tortured by him. With the support of the Seven Evil Venerables behind his back, it is extremely difficult to mess with. If the uncle of the junior master really wants to fight him, he still needs to be cautious."

Yue Lin's expression was calm, but he nodded slightly.

Seeing Yue Lin's calm appearance, Mu Sen was relieved and said carefully: "It was because my nephew was too worried. Qingluo's Supreme Master's level is high and his Taoism is very profound. He has rarely met an opponent in the Yimu Qingling Art he has practiced. If she preaches the teachings, the uncle of the master doesn't have to be afraid of the Qingyi Taoist."

Yue Lin laughed silently. Qingluo's realm is naturally high. Yimu Qingling Art may also be very powerful, but she has been studied in the war space slices, so where can she jump out to preach to him?

But he is the only one who knows these things.
Chapter completed!