Chapter 413: Mu Longhe's hope, departure and new discoveries

Hearing his son's words, Xiang Ping immediately understood.

The escort of Mu Longhe must not be sloppy!

The cultivation process of humans in the Frozen Abyss, after the formation of the five internal organs and meridians, begins with improving the body's base strength; after reaching the body's limit, which is a base strength of 30,000 jin, and completing the process of reshaping the skin and membrane, one can break through to the Cold-Resisting Realm;

The cultivation in the Cold-Resisting Realm stage revolves around the flesh and blood in the body. The specific method is to use external force to stimulate and destroy the original flesh and blood tissue. This external force can be cold light or pills. In short, it is to force the flesh and blood to continuously reorganize and grow through this method, making the newborn flesh and blood more adapted to the environment of the Frozen Abyss;

The subsequent Radiant Sun Realm is bones. Although Xiang Ping has not reached this realm yet, he had already seen it in the "Xia Rites: Cultivation System Chapter," so he can roughly understand what this realm is about.

Such a cultivation process determines that the physical foundation of humans in the Frozen Abyss is increasingly consolidated as the cultivation level continues to improve. At the same time, because cultivation focuses on all-around improvement rather than concentrating on one point, the probability of a person with cultivation being completely crippled is extremely low.

Mu Longhe's so-called being crippled is compared to the Radiant Sun Realm. As long as his cultivation level does not fall, he is still a powerhouse in front of the Cold-Resisting Realm. Even without both arms, he can still kill people just by relying on physical collision and leg skills.

In this way, escorting him back to Xia City must not be taken lightly.

Being so solemn and having four Silver-Order Prison Officials responsible for the escort along with the Longyuan Army shows that Mu Longhe's cultivation level should not have fallen.

"Then you must be careful. When you hit the road later, stay close to the army!"

Xiang Ping realized that Xiang Liang was going to be responsible for escorting Mu Longhe back to Xia City along with the other three prison officials, so he was naturally worried and even directly suggested that his son should stand with the army after hitting the road later.

Although judging from Mu Longhe's reaction at dawn, he would probably not have any problems, but where is there 100% in such things?

Hearing his father's reminder, Xiang Liang showed a strange expression and smiled: "Dad, don't worry, we four are just accompanying this time for the escort of Mu Longhe."

Just accompanying?

Xiang Liang was stunned upon hearing this and was about to ask when he was interrupted by a voice.

"Brother Mu, I didn't expect that you and I would have a day to travel together. It's rare!"

Two people walked slowly out of the office building. The old man with white hair and beard in front arrived before his voice, and his words were filled with deep sighs and emotion.

"Lord Xiang is the person mainly responsible for the escort this time!"

Actually, there was no need for his son to explain anymore. Xiang Ping had already recognized the old man.

It was Xiang Fuhai, the former lord of Bashang, who had now turned to Great Xia.

"That's good!"

At dawn just now, although Xiang Fuhai didn't take action, he had followed Xia Houzhang and Murong Chui and flew into mid-air, so his injuries should have healed. Watching Mu Longhe, who had broken both arms, should definitely be no problem. Thinking of this, Xiang Ping's mood naturally relaxed.

"It's indeed rare! The last time I dealt with Lord Xiang was seventeen years ago. If Mu remembers correctly, it was for that white-haired water monster in the Jiuqu water area, right?"

On the other side, Mu Longhe also raised his head and responded to Xiang Fuhai with a bitter smile.

The connection between the nine towns was limited to the chambers of commerce. If you look closely, the number of times these Radiant Sun Realm powerhouses dealt with each other was actually not as good as the Cold-Resisting Realm warriors below.

Hearing Mu Longhe mention the old events of the Jiuqu water area, a trace of reminiscence flashed in Xiang Fuhai's eyes. It took more than ten breaths to recover. Then, looking at Mu Longhe, the two of them couldn't help but show smiles on their faces.

Xiang Fuhai is 138 years old this year, and Mu Longhe is 135. The ages of the two are actually not much different. As Radiant Sun Realm powerhouses, they were naturally the best in their respective camps when they were young. They had known each other for at least a hundred years, long before Bashang and Chuishan had developed to the town scale.

The relationship between the nine towns in the southern foothills of Mo'ao was subtle to the extreme. Rather than saying they had known each other for a hundred years, it was better to say they had been fighting openly and secretly for a hundred years. What Mu Longhe mentioned was just the last time they dealt with each other. If you trace it back further, battlefield confrontation, life-and-death fighting, and even sitting and drinking, the two had actually had them all.

Now Bashang has been destroyed, and Xiang Fuhai has brought everyone in Bashang to join Great Xia; Chuishan has declined, and Mu Longhe has been abandoned by the lord Duan Hong and became a prisoner of Great Xia. The two have no need to fight anymore. At this moment, completely letting go of their defenses and recalling the past, their hearts are naturally full of tastes that cannot be said.

The smiles of the two at this moment are quite a bit of "a smile to wipe out grievances"!

Xiang Fuhai suddenly thought of something and waved his hands repeatedly: "Brother Mu must remember to change his address in the future. This old man is no longer a lord."

After Mu Longhe nodded, he sighed slightly: "Actually, Lord Xia Hong doesn't need to be so cautious. Mu is already grateful to be able to keep this life. How dare he cause trouble again? Besides, even if he has this heart, he doesn't have the ability anymore. Mu's arms are broken, his bone body is damaged too much, and he doesn't even have the ability to fly. Just let these four youngsters escort me. Why bother Brother Xiang!"

Hearing these words, Xiang Fuhai's expression suddenly became strange, and he smiled: "Brother Mu thinks that the Lord sent me here specifically to escort you?"

Isn't it?

Mu Longhe showed confusion. He had heard the content of the conversation between that young Silver-Order Prison Official and his father in the army, and it was just that. If it wasn't for this, what other reason could there be for Xiang Fuhai to walk with him personally?

"Brother Mu is overthinking. Let me show you two things first!"

Xiang Fuhai didn't explain, just signaled to another person who had walked out of the office building with him just now.

That person was wearing yellow sportswear, holding a silver long stick, and carrying two boxes on his back. Receiving Xiang Fuhai's signal, he hurriedly took off the boxes, walked to Mu Longhe, and then opened them one by one to display the things inside.

Seeing the things in the two boxes, Mu Longhe's expression became a bit complicated.

The box on the left contained two silver long swords, one green and one red, which were his green-red double-strand swords; and the box on the right was filled with black-glowing hard ice, and his two broken arms were inside the hard ice.

Mu Longhe quickly realized something, and the complexity on his face turned into a look of expectation. Immediately afterward, he suddenly noticed something and looked up at the young man who opened the box in front of him, his pupils shrinking suddenly.

"Junior Xiang Wentian pays respects to Senior Mu!"

This yellow-clothed youth was none other than Xiang Fuhai's grandson, Xiang Wentian.

Mu Longhe stared at Xiang Wentian's arms for a while, and the shock in his pupils gradually disappeared, turning into full of joy and shock.

"You..."

In early May of this year, the Great Awakening Temple chaos ended, and the six towns divided the Xiang clan's treasury in Bashang City. At that time, a young man from the Xiang clan couldn't bear it, stood up to reason with the lords of the six towns, and accidentally angered Yang Zun with his words, and was beheaded by Yang Fa, the head of the Beishuo town, with both arms.

That young man was the Xiang Wentian in front of him.

Mu Longhe was also present at the time. He knew very well why Yang Fa was so ruthless. It was because Xiang Wentian had superior-grade battle body aptitude, was in his early forties, and had a strength of 48 bristles. Among the surviving descendants of the Xiang clan at that time, regardless of strength or aptitude, Xiang Wentian was a unique existence. Yang Fa was clearly aiming to completely cripple the Xiang clan.

However, at this moment, Xiang Wentian not only had both arms, but his aptitude was not affected in the slightest. Mu Longhe even found that his strength had reached 49 bristles, and it had improved...

Mu Longhe suddenly reacted, his gaze quickly turned to Xiang Fuhai, his pupils filled with questioning and expectation.

"Hahahaha, Brother Mu, this old man's status in Great Xia is not obvious, but it's not to the point of being ordered to escort prisoners. The Lord specifically asked me to take Wentian to accompany you back to Xia City. What does it mean? You still don't understand?"

Mu Longhe's body shook slightly, the joy on his face quickly receded, and he fell into silence.

Xia Hong was clearly using Xiang Wentian to deliberately show him that Great Xia had the ability to reconnect broken arms. Then the purpose of sending Xiang Fuhai to escort him this time was not difficult to guess.

"Brother Mu, Duan Hong is definitely not a wise master. You must be clear in your heart. The end of my Bashang Town is enough to show that the lords of the three northern towns are not people who can achieve great things; today's battle in Hong Sect, the six towns have lost all face. In the entire southern foothills of Mo'ao, no town can compete with Lord Xia Hong, and the six towns basically have no chance of uniting a second time. Great Xia already has the reality of a hegemon. Brother Mu, what else is there to hesitate about?"

Seeing Mu Longhe fall into silence, Xiang Fuhai immediately began to persuade, but after saying this long paragraph, he didn't see any reaction from the other party.

He just lowered his head and thought for a while, and immediately reacted.

"Brother Mu is worried that the Mu clan is still in Chuishan. If you turn to Great Xia now, your Mu clan disciples will be liquidated by Duan Hong, right?"

This question, Mu Longhe didn't even need to give an answer. Given Duan Hong's narrow-mindedness and his vengeful nature, if he really knew that Mu Longhe had turned to Xia Hong's command, the liquidation of the Mu clan would be inevitable.

This problem is too easy to solve!

Seeing the entanglement and hesitation on Mu Longhe's face, a smile appeared on Xiang Fuhai's face, but he didn't rush to say anything. Seeing that the Longyuan Army had all left the city, he smiled: "Let's hit the road first! There are only two hours left until dawn. I will talk to Brother Mu in detail on the road."

As soon as he spoke, Xiang Liang and the other four Silver-Order Prison Officials immediately went to the front to lead the way. When Mu Longhe moved, Xiang Fuhai immediately followed closely, walking side by side with him, clearly intending to continue persuading him after hitting the road.

In the past, Xiang Fuhai would naturally not be so enthusiastic to help Xia Hong persuade Mu Longhe to turn to Great Xia, but times have changed.

Now, his mentality has clearly undergone a great change.

Of course, the reason for this is only known to Xiang Fuhai himself.

Xiang Fuhai looked at his grandson walking in front, his face full of smiles.

His injuries have not yet fully recovered.

He took three Saint Pulse Pills. Although he has recovered part of his Radiant Sun Realm cultivation, his strength is not even half of what it was before.

To tell the truth, five days ago, when he took the three Saint Pulse Pills given by Xia Hong and his cultivation recovered by half, his heart was at most just a bit moved, and the change was not as great as it is now;

But later, when Xia Chuan reconnected his grandson Xiang Wentian's arms in front of him, Xiang Fuhai cut off all other thoughts.

From that moment on, he not only completely accepted the fact that Bashang Town was destroyed, but also made the final choice in his heart, which was to begin to integrate into Great Xia and become an official member of Great Xia.

The direct descendants of Bashang were almost all dead, and there were only five hundred Cold-Resisting Realm warriors in the whole town. Moreover, he was already old and could not have the energy to rebuild Bashang.

More importantly, having stayed in Xia City for over four months, as he came into contact with more and more things, he became more and more convinced that as long as Great Xia continues to develop steadily, unifying the southern foothills of Mo'ao is just a matter of time.

His grandson Xiang Wentian has recovered. He now has only two thoughts, or obsessions: one is to let the Xiang clan take root and develop in Great Xia and continue to inherit; the other is to take revenge for those Bashang people who died tragically in the Great Awakening Temple chaos, and the target is naturally the three northern towns.

After making the choice five days ago, Xiang Fuhai had already completely regarded himself as a member of Great Xia. Just at dawn, the scene of Xia Hong leading all of Great Xia to deter the six town lords undoubtedly made his heart more firm in his choice.

Becoming a member of Great Xia is definitely the right choice!

Persuading Mu Longhe to turn to Great Xia is the first official task Xia Hong has given him. Xiang Fuhai naturally wants to complete it with all his heart, because this is likely to be related to what specific position Xia Hong will arrange for him later.

Xiang Fuhai is 138 years old and has been the lord of Bashang for so many years. Even if he only stayed in Xia City for four months, he could see many things. ===== CHAPTER 414 =====