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Mu Sheng had never seen refining pills before, and at this time, he couldn't help but be very curious when he saw the ghost-eyed Daoist refining medicine, and asked, "What the master made is the elixir for cultivation?"

The Ghost Eye Daoist said angrily: "You are so easy to refine as an elixir! This is just an ordinary elixir to replenish qi and blood, and it is also a mundane refining technique." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info: If there are a few more red fruits from that day, maybe you can still refine the elixir. ”

Mu Shengqi said: "If it is not necessary for cultivation, why does the master still need to practice so much?"

"Although it is not an immortal medicine, these medicinal materials are also a great tonic for mortals, they can replenish the spirit of qi and blood, and the quantity can also become a qualitative change if you eat too much, it is better than nothing. The Taoist sighed.

Mu Sheng exclaimed in his heart, "This is better than nothing, it's too amazing, just the medicine I bought in Shaluo City a few days ago is not more than a thousand dollars." This cultivation really costs money, but it is really a bottomless pit. ’

Mu Sheng gave the Ghost Eye Daoist a hand, helping to buy medicine, procurement, and concoction during the day, and following the Taoist around at night to see where the tomb of the lord of Wushan City was.

In the past thousand years, the terrain and landforms in the desert have long become unshaped, and it is impossible to use the compass to find and locate them, so they can only rely on the Ghost Eye Daoist to judge the strength and approximate age of the Yin Qi by using the Ghost Eye Technique, and then use the Seven Stars Yin Yang Technique to confirm it.

More than half a year has passed since this search, and the tomb of the city lord of Wushan has still not been found, but by the way, he has stolen the tombs of several small nobles from a hundred years ago, but Mu Sheng's kung fu has not been delayed, Hong Fei Miao Miao can also walk high and low on the roof and eaves, and the vigorous grappling claw and the strong King Kong palm have also been trained to the ability to split the wooden stick the thickness of a human wrist, and it is not a problem to grab the broken green bricks. Ghost Eye Taoist saw that Mu Sheng learned very quickly, so he taught him a set of common wind and fire stick methods in the rivers and lakes, although Mu Sheng's heart prefers to use swords, but he has no formal apprenticeship, and there is no sword on his body, and the stick seems to be easier to get at present, so he also happily learned the stick method.

In the past half a year, within a mile outside Shaluo City, Mu Sheng has been led by the Ghost Eye Daoist to find him, and he has also seen several places where the yin qi is particularly heavy, but none of them are the tomb of the lord of Wushan City, the burial place of soldiers who died in battle, or the burial place of murder in the execution ground. However, after digging up a few tombs of small nobles, it is not completely unfounded, one of the tombs is the city magnates of the same period as the lord of Wushan City, and it can be roughly deduced from the notes unearthed in the tomb that the tomb of the lord of Wushan City is located five miles southwest of the current Shaluo City.

After getting this news, the Ghost Eye Daoist stopped looking for it in front of him, and prepared his belongings and rushed to a place five miles southwest of Shaluo City.

Five miles away is a rolling sand dune, the wind blows the yellow sand to cover the sun, the Taoist ordered Mu Sheng to set up a tent, take a rest, and wait for the arrival of night.

As soon as the unitary hour arrived, it quickly became dark. The Ghost Eye Daoist took out a set of apricot yellow flags from his bag and held them in his hand, lifted the curtain of the tent and walked out, looking around with sharp eyes, and only after a while did he say: "Boy, you guard the tent here, and I will come when I go." As soon as he finished speaking, he ran to the left like the wind under his feet.

Mu Sheng led the camel, stood by the tent, and lit a small bonfire, thinking that it had been almost a year since he came out with the Ghost Eye Daoist, and the family didn't know what was going on now, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the neighing of the camel, and got up from the sand uneasily, trying to break free from the reins and run away. Mu Sheng hurriedly stood up from the ground, raised his eyes and looked around, but saw that in the dark and dreary desert, a few points of green light moved quickly from far and quiet, showing a trend of outflanking, and soon arrived at the location where Mu Sheng's vision saw, it turned out to be a group of desert jackals common in the desert.

Mu Sheng untied the reins of the camel, unloaded the weight on his body, picked up a thick wooden stick from the bonfire and held it in his hand, his eyes stared straight at the jackal head in front of him, but his ears carefully listened to every move around him. A huge jackal, which should be the head wolf of this group of jackals, stared at Mu Sheng fiercely with green eyes, and swayed on all fours on the ground to make a posture of attacking at any time.

Mu Sheng suddenly moved, but it was a backhand blow that slashed the red-hot wooden stick in his hand to his back, and it turned out that at the same time as the head wolf made an attack posture, a thin jackal quietly crouched behind Mu Sheng, and suddenly jumped up and launched a sneak attack. At the same time as Mu Sheng's return blow, the head wolf also jumped suddenly and pounced on Mu Sheng. Mu Sheng turned sideways, slashed at the neck of the head wolf with a hand knife in his left hand, and the jackal waved his front paws to grab it, and with two "poof" sounds, the wooden stick and the hand knife fell on the two jackals almost at the same time. The skinny jackal let out a wail and fell to the ground with a "snap" and died. The head wolf also grabbed Mu Sheng's left hand with a deep blood mark while taking a hand knife. All this happened between lightning and flint, and the two sides were already fighting back and forth.

The head wolf fell to the ground with a knife, rolled on the sand and stood up, shook the fur on his body, and raised his head to the sky with a long roar. Suddenly, more than a dozen wolves attacked like a tide, Mu Sheng didn't care about the camel next to him, only put a wooden stick in his hand, and danced so that the wolves couldn't get close, and at the same time performed Hongfei Miaomiao's light skills, and looked at Leng Zi to give the jackal a ruthless blow.

It's just that the fierce head wolf has been pestering Mu Sheng with three jackals, and the bite and pounce are also very fierce, so that Mu Sheng can't free his hands to protect the camel at all, and the camel was bitten to death by the jackal in the attack of the remaining jackals.

The head wolf was very cunning, and not long after the camel was bitten to death, he let out a long howl and led the jackals to run, leaving three wolf corpses for Mu Sheng, a bloody camel carcass, and a large piece of meat that was taken away by the jackals. Mu Shengze's hands and bodies were wounded, his clothes were torn into rags in the fight with the jackal, and blood was dripping down his arms and thighs.

Mu Sheng also sat on the ground with a pale face after the jackal left, and tore off the fragments of his clothes to bandage the wounds. Mu Sheng was most injured in two other places, one was on his left hand, the head wolf was injured, and the other was injured on his right leg, but he was bitten through the calf by a short jackal without warning, although the jackal was immediately killed by him, but he was seriously injured.

Mu Sheng left a lot of blood in the fight with the jackal, and he couldn't bandage it to stop the bleeding at that time, and at this moment he lost too much blood and his face was pale, and he was dizzy for a while, Mu Sheng hurriedly went to the tent and turned out the medicine box he brought this time, opened the medicine box, found out the pill to stop bleeding and replenish blood, and swallowed it in one go.

The Ghost Eye Daoist walked for two hours before he came back, and he smelled a smell of blood from a distance, frowned, and was about to ask, Mu Sheng hurriedly came out of the tent and informed the Taoist of the cause and effect.

After listening to Mu Sheng's words, the face of the ghost eye Taoist was cloudy and sunny for a while. The Taoist looked at the injuries on Mu Sheng's body again and said, "You kid is lucky, he didn't hurt the big meridians, just some flesh wounds." That's fine, kung fu can't be successful just by brute practice, you also need experience in life and death actual combat, although there are losses this time, you should be given actual combat training. It seems that you will have to fight a few more times in the future. ”

"But fortunately, you are guarding the tent, you haven't run away yet, and you still have some courage. The Ghost Eye Daoist looked at Mu Shengdao with deep meaning.

"How dare you forget what the master confessed. Mu Sheng replied.

"Okay, pack up, let's go. ”

"Let's go, isn't this the tomb of the lord of Wushan City?" asked Mu Sheng in surprise.

"It should be the tomb of the lord of Wushan City, but we still need to prepare some things, today I have used the Seven Star Array to determine the direction, and planted the apricot yellow flag nearby, wait for the things to be ready, and come back in two days." ”

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