Feng Mo felt much more relieved when he heard this.

Chen Mu and Zhou Jinglei next to him were a little envious when they saw this scene.

I have to admit that children with fathers have some love.

Seeing the Feng Sect Master's silence, he must have heard the news on the front line and immediately returned regardless of the situation of the battle.

It is true that the father and son have a deep affection.

Chen Mu is fine, after all, he has traveled through time, without a father or mother. Although he has feelings for him, he is not deeply touched.

Zhou Jinglei was different. At this time, he seemed to think of his deceased parents, and his eyes turned red.

...

"Dad! By the way! We encountered a Jindan evil cultivator on our way back this time!"

Feng Mo finally got to the point at this time, and at the same time, he took out the tightly wrapped body of the Golden Pill monk from a new storage ring.

Seeing this corpse, Feng Yu frowned slightly.

"What's going on?"

Feng Mo told Feng Yu everything that happened before, and finally looked at Chen Mu who was standing aside.

"Fortunately, Brother Chen's methods are amazing. He killed the evil cultivator of the Golden Pill, otherwise some people would have died today."

Feng Yu also looked at Chen Mu when he heard this, and his eyes twitched slightly.

To be honest, he just came back in a hurry and didn't realize that this person was Chen Mu.

Unexpectedly, his silly son actually gave the mirage demon mask to this kid!

Feng Yu sighed softly in his heart.

His son is so good at giving gifts. He will not be surprised if the Divine Wind Wing appears on Chen Mu in a few days.

However, Chen Mu is indeed powerful, and his foundation-building cultivation is a reverse-killing golden elixir!

If he hadn't known some of Chen Mu's achievements in the secret realm of Heavenly Dao, he would definitely not have believed this.

...

Chen Mu took out three corpses at this time.

One of the evil cultivators is the evil cultivators, and the other two are the corpses controlled by the evil cultivators.

"Zhengmaster Feng, look at your appearance, I must also know that Zhao State colluded with evil cultivators, right?

Since this is the case, if we kill this evil Jindan cultivator, we should receive the corresponding merits."

Chen Mu made the word "we" a bit serious.

In fact, even if he counted all the evil cultivators of the Jindan and those corpses on his own, Feng Mo Ye Qingyu Zhou Jinglei and the other two would not have any objections.

However, it is a bit far-fetched to be considered a merit by both the evil cultivator and the corpse.

Feng Yu may not agree readily if he takes advantage of it alone.

But if four people split, it would be different.

Moreover, when killing the evil cultivator of Jindan, Feng Mo, Zhou Jinglei and Ye Qingyu did make a lot of efforts. Although he wanted to earn merit quickly, he was not greedy for his companions' merits.

To maintain a small team well, you must have a pattern.

No matter how scared Feng Mo was, he did not leave three people behind at the critical moment, but he should have made some contributions to this.

Feng Yu did not hesitate at all and said angrily: "That must be counted!

These are all Jindan monks!

There are six corpses of golden elixir in total, right?

That would be considered a six hundred meritorious contribution! I would be rude to anyone who dares to have any objection!

Humph! I'll have someone stick to the door later!"

Chen Mu heard it all the time.

"Master Feng, it's not convenient for me to be on the list of merits now. Let's talk about it after I have accumulated enough merits I need."

Now he claimed to be recuperating, but he was on the list of meritorious deeds. Isn’t that the place has no money for three hundred taels?

The evil spirit who is still cursing him may not curse him.

"It's up to you."

Feng Yu paused and said, "The evil cultivator... don't spread it.

We all have a number of this matter, including the Supreme Elder of your Qingyang Sect.”

Seeing Feng Yu's eyes were deep, Chen Mu couldn't ask in detail.

Some secrets are not qualified to know, not because of distrust.

But because there are too many secret techniques in this world of immortal cultivation, if a low-level cultivator is captured alive, he will not be able to keep the secret at all.

"I see.

The water here is very deep, and I, a foundation-building monk, can't grasp it."

Feng Yu nodded in praise when he heard this.

If his son had half of Chen Mu's sensibility, he wouldn't have to worry so much!

"Master Feng, since the matter is over, I will say goodbye."

Chen Mu bowed and prepared to leave, but at this moment, Feng Yu suddenly looked outside the hall and his face became a little gloomy.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Feng Mo asked curiously.
Chapter completed!