Villain: I am not good at fighting.

"Your mother and I are not close friends, and your Aunt Zhao knows more. Why don't you ask her?"

Mu Hongying met Xie Xiaoyu at that time because of that man's order, and there was not much emotion involved.

"Aunt Zhao never said anything. It seems that she always keeps it a secret when it comes to my mother."

Fang Pingqiu was just trying to give it a try, so he just asked casually, not expecting Mu Hongying to answer.

“You also know the relationship between Daoxuan Sect and Daotian Sect outside the domain. Your mother was taken away by Daotian Sect, which was also an opportunity for her.

But the reason why she was taken away may be related to another person."

Mu Hongying has been looking for that person's whereabouts over the years, and she knows that he is not dead.

More than a hundred years ago, she devoted her body and soul to that man. If that man really died, she would die suddenly as well.

Now that she is still alive, it is the best proof that that person is not dead.

"Please let Uncle Hongying know. Pingqiu will be very grateful."

Fang Pingqiu stopped his flying sword, turned around and looked at Mu Hongying with hope.

“Before your mother was taken away, the sect secretly wanted someone. This person was your mother’s good sister, Fairy Luoxia Liu Muqing.

Later, she met your mother in Black Wind Road, and the two sides had a battle. It was also in that battle that your mother awakened the Purple Eyes of Zhaoye.

Now think about the reason why Daotianmen took your mother away."

Daotianmen is a senior sect outside the domain, and their reason for taking Xie Xiaoyu away is very reasonable. Even Lin Luo, who is in the Nascent Soul stage, cannot stop them.

"The daughter of troubled times, brought disaster to the world, the great calamity is coming, Xie Xiaoyu and Li Zhiyun are unfortunately affected by the calamity, the Xuanxiao Venerable has mercy on them and specially allows them to enter the Dao Tianmen to practice in seclusion.

Fang Pingqiu recalled that the outsiders were very high-profile back then, and this was something that everyone in the sect knew about above the Jindan stage.

"Are you saying that my mother was taken out of the domain because of the death of the Luoxia Mountain traitor Liu Muqing?"

Fang Pingqiu couldn't believe it. She had been dead for more than a hundred years. How could her mother being taken away from home have anything to do with her?

“Among the people who were close to your mother, apart from Junior Sister Liu from a hundred years ago, who else could bear the reputation of being the daughter of troubled times?

Besides, her death came from the mouth of Sect Leader Daoxuan, so whether it is true or not depends on your guess."

After saying this, Mu Hongying said no more. Fang Pingqiu had good talent and had the hope of breaking through to the Jindan stage.

In the future, he will definitely have access to more internal information of the sect than herself. It will be more convenient for her to investigate the whereabouts of that person through him than through her who is marginalized now.

"what!"

Just as Fang Pingqiu was still distracted by Mu Hongying's words, Qi Xiulian, who was sensing the monster in front, suddenly exclaimed.

A leopard covered in blood below suddenly cleared its originally red eyes and launched a sneak attack on Qi Xiulian.

Qi Xiu Lian's protective magic shield was shattered one after another in the afterimages. Mu Hongying, who reacted, stood there in a daze for some reason.

"Junior Sister Qi, be careful!"

Fang Pingqiu subconsciously drew out his flying sword and used his family's inherited sword technique. He instantly moved behind Qi Xiulian and thrust a sword under her armpit.

Then he transformed the spiritual energy in his left hand into a rope, wrapped it around Qi Xiu Lian's waist, and pulled her back.

The three-foot sword light collided with the leopard's sharp claws, but Fang Pingqiu used Qi Xiulian's body to block it, and the sword tip was three inches lower.

The sword passed by the sharp claws and pierced into the leopard's paw, then it was lifted up. The leopard let out a miserable howl and fell into the beast tide.

As if things weren't bad enough, the leopard's luck seemed to be bad. It fell into the tide of beasts and was trampled twice, breaking its waist.

It took a lot of effort to climb onto the back of a crazy giant turtle, but I no longer had the strength to fight.

Fang Pingqiu withdrew his sword and asked Qi Xiulian with concern.

"Junior Sister Qi, are you okay?"

Qi Xiulian blushed, lowered her head and stared at the beast tide below, and whispered:

"Fang...Brother Fang, I'm fine."

It should be frightened, nothing serious. After making a simple assessment, Fang Pingqiu nodded slightly, then jumped off the flying sword and stabbed it directly into the leopard's head.

"Pingqiu, leave him alive!"

Mu Hongying from the back suddenly shouted urgently, her voice trembling unnaturally.

Fang Pingqiu continued to thrust forward, changing the blade of his sword into the hilt. The leopard tried its best to stagger and avoid the hilt.

Fang Pingqiu landed on the ground and slid, gathering the spiritual power in his left hand into a claw. He grabbed the leopard's throat as it was coughing up blood and lifted it up high.

"Ping Qiu, give it to me."

At this time, Mu Hongying's figure also fell from a high place, and her eyes looking at the leopard were so burning that she couldn't help herself.

"Uncle Hongying, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Pingqiu asked doubtfully. He had never seen this kind of reaction from Mu Hongying before, and of course he had not seen Mu Hongying many times.

I don't know much about her, but I heard that she rejected countless suitors when she was young and is still single today.

"The demons with spiritual intelligence should be handed over to Lingtai Temple for disposal."

Having said that, even if Lingtai Temple was really killed, no one would say anything. It was an emergency and it was not until the time came that it almost hurt Qi Xiu Lian.

"You youngsters don't know the secret of the Demon Suppression Tower. This is no small matter. Xiu Lian, Xiu Lian!"

"Ah, Master, I'm here."

Mu Hongying glanced at this last disciple with a complicated expression, and said in a tone as if to instruct him on his last wishes:

"You have been my disciple since you were young, and you have mastered the Fiery Red Lotus Spear. Be careful not to lose focus when you subdue monsters. He is yours and he cannot escape."

Then Mu Hongying said to Fang Pingqiu:

"This monster is of great importance. I need to go to Lingtai Temple immediately. Xiulian is in your hands now. Please take good care of her."

After saying this, Mu Hongying turned into a streak of light and headed towards Lingtai Temple. Her urgent attitude seemed as if if it was too late some irreversible consequences would happen.

"Junior Sister Qi, what secrets does the Demon Suppression Tower of Lingtai Temple have?"

"do not know."

Qi Xiulian glanced up at Fang Pingqiu, then quickly lowered her head and shook her head.

"Forget it, let's work together and search for the intelligent monsters first."

Whether there are secrets in the Demon Suppression Tower is not his concern. The most important goal now is to search for the demon clan and find a life-and-death battle to break through the Jindan stage.

On the other side, Mu Hongying did not fly to Lingtai Temple with the leopard. After leaving everyone's sight, she took out four jade sound-transmitting talismans from her storage bag and crushed them.

Then he turned around and headed towards the direction of the former White Lotus Kingdom, which is now called Jingling Kingdom, the spirit of Lingtai Temple.

Three days later, three figures suddenly appeared in a quiet canyon, two women and one man. The men were at the Jindan stage, and the women were at the late foundation building stage.

"Mu Hongying, why did you call us here?"

The Daoxuan Sect and the Hehuan Sect had just stopped fighting, and the relationship between good and evil became tense. At this time, Mu Hongying, a disciple of the righteous sect.

However, he used the jade message talisman that had not been used for a hundred years to contact the disciples of the Hehuan Sect.

Without any hesitation, they immediately dropped the important matters at hand and rushed over at full speed.

The formation that concealed the aura in the valley dissipated, and next to the white-haired Mu Hongying, lay a lame leopard.

There was no need for words. The moment their eyes met, fanaticism flashed in the eyes of the three people at the same time, a fanaticism that had been dormant for a hundred years.

"It's the master's breath!"