497: C497 Father and Son Feud

C497 Father and Son Feud

"What is your purpose?"

Mu Feng stared intently at Mu Xiongcai's extraordinary face. Deep emotions surged within his eyes.

Based on his son's deep understanding of his father, Mu Feng knew that his father would never make such a decision out of the blue.

With Mu Xiongcai's personality, he had already considered a lot before doing such a thing.

"I only have one goal, and that is for you to inherit my mantle and become the new master of Tongtian Sword Pavilion." Mu Xiongcai repeated what he had said before, and his tone was even more resolute.

"Why?"

"Because you are the most suitable candidate."

"Hey, it's not because I was born to you, is it? What about Jian Aonan? He is your direct disciple, and also the number one sword expert in the Seven Proud People of Heaven. Most likely, everyone in the entire Tongtian Sword Pavilion would think that he is the next Pavilion Master. Could it be that you think that Master of Sword Pavilion can only be inherited by someone with the surname Mu? "

Mu Feng sneered.

Mu Xiongcai shook his head, "Wu Tie's Boundary of Blood Lineage is not suitable for cultivation in the Great Pagoda Devil Arts, and it is also difficult to control the power of the 'Sword of the Buddha'. Therefore, it can only be completed by you!"

The Sword of the Buddha, the treasure guarding the Tongtian Sword Pavilion, was a devil sword at the sacred level.

As for the book《 Great Pagoda Devil Arts》, Mu Feng didn't really know about it.

Receiving the confusion in Mu Feng's eyes, Mu Xiongcai immediately explained, "Back then, when our ancestors caused the Boundary of Blood Lineage to mutate into an acquired Profound Body, they even obtained the 'Sword of the Buddha' and the 'Great Pagoda Devil Arts'. With these three treasures, our ancestors' Cultivation increased with each passing day, and we defeated all the experts in the Prefecture with a single sword strike. We even created this Tongtian Sword Pavilion single-handedly."

So that's how it was!

Wu Shuang Rao was surprised, "I thought that Jian Aonan was your illegitimate child! So he's just your adopted son after all! "

Mu Xiongcai was both angry and amused.

"Compared to you, you're just more suitable."

"Then which one of the two is stronger?"

"The two of them are completely incomparable. Until now, I am the only one who has learned the [Great Pagoda Devil Arts] in the entire Tongtian Sword Pavilion. I have also decided to pass this sacred scripture down to you."

"Wait, I still haven't promised you!"

Mu Feng immediately stopped and said seriously, "I won't be Pavilion Master and I don't want to manage this sect. Honestly speaking, I hate everyone here, including you, my father."

It had to be said that it sounded very hurtful.

Mu Feng was a little regretful after saying that. He sniffled and turned around to leave, "I'm leaving first. As for who will be the next Pavilion Master, you can pick! You're only in your forties, so there's no problem for you to live for two or three hundred years with your Cultivation. There will always be a suitable candidate … "

"There's no time!"

These few words were unusually heavy. Mu Feng stopped and turned his body to the side.

"What do you mean?"

"When I was cultivating the last level of the Great Pagoda Devil Arts, something went wrong!"

Mu Feng's heart couldn't help but tremble. He turned around and saw that the man in front of him was both unfamiliar and extremely familiar.

Regardless of the circumstances, this was a valiant and extraordinary, domineering man with an imposing air.

At this moment, Mu Feng clearly saw a hint of weakness deep within his eyes. This kind of vulnerability was something Mu Feng had never seen before.

An unknown change really happened to Mu Xiongcai.

"Did something go wrong?" Mu Feng's eyes narrowed as he said in a deep voice, "Will you die?"

Mu Xiongcai's expression was very calm, as if he had already seen through it. He answered, "Not yet!"

"In other words, there's still hope?"

"Maybe!"

"Since there is still hope, why are you in such a hurry to pass Pavilion Master's position to me?"

"Just in case!"

The conversation between the father and son sounded extremely calm and emotionless.

"Why did something go wrong?" Mu Feng continued to ask calmly, but his gaze was still fixed on Ye Zichen.

"Because Sword Devil's Profound Body is a variation of the acquired bloodline, compared to the innate awakening bloodline, it is more difficult to control. Once Sword Devil's Profound Body is activated, the Strength of Blood Lineage will greatly increase, and the original fiendish aura will form a unique rebellion, that kind of power will easily awaken the inner demons."

Mu Xiongcai explained.

Mu Feng's eyes flashed with cold light, "That is to say, Sword Devil's Profound Body is an Evil Vein, although he is strong, but is difficult to control? Furthermore, the so called "Great Pagoda Devil Arts" will only increase the power of the Strength of Blood Lineage, so the further you go, the more you won't be able to control it, right? "

"You can understand that, but I can guide you."

"You really are something, Mu Xiongcai!"

Mu Feng snapped at him, his eyes were red, and he looked at him with anger: "Looks like I shouldn't have any expectations for you. I thought that your attitude towards me these few days had changed because you were finally willing to accept me. "So this is your goal …"

Mu Feng's mood became increasingly unstable. His entire body was trembling and there seemed to be tears flashing in his eyes. He was clearly disappointed as he said with a trembling voice.

"You have failed and now you want to impose your 'unwillingness and hope' on me again. Your eyes only have Tongtian Sword Pavilion, only you, only your sword, did you not think, that I would follow in your footsteps? What if I fail too? Did something go wrong with his training? Have you thought about this? "My dear father!"

He felt wronged, angry and disappointed!

The emotions that had been accumulated for more than ten years exploded out in an instant.

Mu Xiongcai stood where he was, quietly looking at Mu Feng who was venting his anger. His calm face didn't seem to have any change in expression at all.

"Tongtian Sword Pavilion is the blood and sweat of an ancestor's life. As a descendant of the Mu Family, you must protect them!"

His voice was as hard as steel.

He clenched his fists tightly, and said in a low and decisive voice, "Mu Xiongcai, I will also tell you today that I will not let you do as you wish, nor allow you to arrange my fate. You don't deserve it at all. Please live on properly, otherwise, you'll f * cking die in a few days. Otherwise, others will think that I was the one who angered you to death.

With that, Mu Feng turned around and left without looking back.

Mu Xiongcai stood where he was and didn't move for a long time.

To be honest, he never would have thought that Mu Feng would lose control of his emotions.

The feud between father and son that had lasted for almost twenty years had accumulated to this extent.

Since they were young, the two of them had not met more than ten times. In a flash, it had been more than ten times. In Mu Feng's heart, he had probably been completely disappointed.

The night was getting late, and the air was getting colder and colder.

It was unknown when Crescent Moon had hidden behind the gloomy dark clouds, but she was as lonely as the lonely back in the square.

In a spacious and bright room!2

Chu Hen sat cross-legged on the bed. After a while, his heart finally calmed down.

Ever since he came back from Jianfeng Square, Chu Hen felt that his state of mind was a little messy. If it was in normal times, it would take at most the time it takes to drink a cup of tea to calm his mind. It took him half an hour to calm down.

"Forget it, don't think too much about it. Grand Meeting of Sword Ceremony is in five days. Prepare well!"

Chu Hen had originally planned to go find Luo Mengchang when he returned.

Halfway there, he met a group of people with Asura Sect. Furthermore, they stopped at the Swordshock Square for a while, so when he returned, the lights in Luo Mengchang's room were all turned off. Thus, Chu Hen didn't disturb her rest.

He planned to look for her again tomorrow.

Soon after, Chu Hen cleared his mind of all distracting thoughts and started to cultivate.

The river of stars of the Ninth Heaven was dazzling!

The vast nebula was endless and mysterious.

Just at this moment, a silver beam of light descended from the sky, like a river flowing through the heavens, directly landing in the courtyard of a western wing of the Sword Shocking Peak.

As for the descending pillar of light, it did not attract anyone's attention.

Soon after, the second light beam descended and similarly reached the same spot.

These two beams of light originated from the 'Alkaid' and 'Mizar Star' in the Big Dipper, respectively. They were obscure and mysterious.

The endless Strength of Stars converged towards one place, unknowingly, it was as though they were secretly seizing the essence of heaven and earth.

Then, about half an hour later, a third beam of light descended.

If anyone could distinguish it, they would discover that the third light beam originated from the third star of the Seven Stars, Yuheng Star.

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