After Mu Xiao heard that the Great Yan Dynasty had fallen, a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and then he fell into a coma, as for the series of events that followed, he was unconscious. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After Mu Baiyan left, Mu Xiao's eyes suddenly rolled a few times, but he still didn't wake up.

Suddenly, a strange mark gradually appeared on Mu Xiao's forehead, the mark became deeper and deeper, and for some reason, the mark gave people the feeling that it should have grown there, just like people's facial features, very coordinated, and not making people feel weird and abrupt. The imprint is blood-red throughout, but it exudes a faint black light, black and red are intertwined, and it makes people feel that the imprint is alive, like some kind of liquid flowing in it.

After the mark appeared for a long time, it began to fade again, and gradually disappeared without a trace, and at this moment, Mu Xiao's eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were red, exuding a terrifying coldness.

"Squeak......

The wooden door of the guest room was pushed open, and Mu Xiao's eyes were closed again, just like before.

It was the two handymen who came in, one old and one young.

"Lao Mu, you said that this person's luck is too bad, he finally broke through the innate realm, and the result is what he is now, eh......" The younger handyman sighed.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and clean up your room, use more free time to practice, and don't study well all day. Now that I have followed the inner disciples, if you please others, you may be able to guide you in a move and a half, and it is also possible to step into the innate realm in the future......" The old handyman who was called Lao Mu kept nagging in his mouth, and the little handyman couldn't help but roll his eyes and do the work at hand.

Their job is relatively simple, that is, to clean the house that has not been inhabited for a long time, and Mu Xiao lying on the bed has nothing to do with them. Before entering the house, Mu Baiyan repeatedly warned them not to alarm Mu Xiao, so they retreated after working for a while.

Squeak.

The door closed, and silence returned to the room.

Mu Xiao opened his eyes, stood up with difficulty, leaned against the wall behind him, his brows stretched, his eyes were dead, his pupils were not focused, and he looked blankly into the distance.

"Old man...... Except for that...... Is there any other way? ”

Mu Xiao's words stopped for a short time, and it was not difficult to feel his hesitation, but he was clearly the only one in the room, could it be that he had been hit to hallucinate?

Time passed little by little, and the air seemed to freeze, and it was late autumn, and the occasional sound of the wind blowing and falling leaves outside the window could be heard.

Silence, silence, and a lifeless atmosphere in the house.

Suddenly, a white mist rose from Mu Xiao's body, faint at first, but as time passed, it became more and more solid, and slowly revealed the outline of a person.

Mu Xiao's whole body was still expressionless, but he focused on the white mist.

"Eh~"

A hoarse and lengthy sigh came from mid-air, and Bai Mist had already taken on the appearance of a white-haired old man at this moment, just like that, it looked like a real person, and even the wrinkles on his face were clearly visible.

"Old man, do you think I can still be saved?" Seeing the old man and the old man appear, Mu Xiao's eyes finally had a hint of look, but it quickly dimmed again.

"Boy, is this your begging attitude? No matter what, I'm also your senior, how did the Mu family produce such a bastard boy as you. The old man frowned, blowing his beard and glaring at Mu Xiao.

Mu Xiao just wanted to say something, his whole body convulsed, a mouthful of black blood spurted out, his face became more and more pale, and the bright red blood stains on the corners of his lips and the blackened lips gave people a strong visual impact.

"Hey, hey, don't spurt blood, you kid." The old man twisted his body, dodging left and right, as if he was very worried that Mu Xiao's blood would stain his white robes, but in fact the blood passed directly through his body and landed on the ground behind him.

"Uh...... I almost forgot I was projected...... No one can see or touch ...... except for you to see."

The old man scratched his head in embarrassment, looking a little funny.

When Mu Xiao heard his words, he almost spurted out another mouthful of blood, this is the so-called strong remnant soul who can help him achieve everything? How do you feel that he will only say some cool words on the sidelines and fall into the ground?

It is said that at the Sword Pavilion Stone Stele, Mu Xiao did not faint in pain, but entered a strange space. In that strange space, he met the white-haired old man in front of him, who claimed to be from the far south, and was a peerless powerhouse there, who accidentally got a treasure and was plotted by someone, but inadvertently became the treasure's instrumental spirit. I don't know how many years have passed, and the treasure has changed hands several times, gradually reining in its dazzling edge, and dressing itself up as an extremely ordinary mortal weapon. Then, for some reason, it was obtained by an ancestor of the Mu family, and then passed down to Mu Xiao as an heirloom.

Mu Xiao reached out and touched a jade pendant in his arms, this was the family heirloom. Because he is the only son of the Mu family, at a birthday party, this jade pendant was given to him by his father as a birthday gift. At first, he was excited about this for a long time, but after a period of research, he didn't see any results, and slowly lost interest.

"That's it, the Great Yan Dynasty is gone, and my father is also unlucky, and I ...... Eh, the heavens are going to kill my Mu family! Murshaw let out a long sigh, as if he had lost hope of surviving.

"Young man, young man, don't think about it, isn't this still dead?" The old man's voice sounded again, Mu Xiao glared at him, turned his head, and did not make a sound.

"Forget it, look at your pitiful, I'll show you a way out."

The old man was helpless, seeing that Mu Xiao still didn't have any reaction, he gritted his teeth, and said with some reluctance: "The poison of the Scattered Pill is only aimed at the dantian, and there is no way to resolve it in my current state, there is another way, as long as the current dantian is abolished, the cultivation is dispersed, and the next day it can be recondensed." ”

Recondense the dantian? Is it that easy?

Mu Xiao endured the hot pain of the dantian, glared at the old man, and self-destructed the dantian, which meant that he had given up the achievements of so many years, after all, it was an innate realm! Although the dantian was not opened in the Fan Dan Realm, this does not mean that the dantian does not affect the Fan Dan Realm, to put it succinctly and clearly, the dantian is gone, and Mu Xiao will be directly beaten back to the mortal. In the future, even if the dantian is recondensed, it will be necessary to start cultivating from the Fan Dan realm again.

"Look at the way you look, don't you believe what I'm saying?" The old man pretended to smile mysteriously and stroked his beard, although he was just a projection, I have to say, just standing in front of Mu Xiao, the latter couldn't tell the real from the fake.

Mu Xiao retorted in his heart, believe your words, the sun is coming out in the west, but this old man still has some ability to look at it, so let's listen to what he has to say first.

The old man seemed to have guessed Mu Xiao's thoughts, he was not angry or annoyed, and still said to himself: "Dantian is very important for any martial cultivator, and I haven't seen a dantian that can still be cultivated after it is abolished." However, it is not surprising that such a thing as reshaping the dantian is not surprising. In the world before me, there were some evil sects that specialized in seizing those geniuses, depriving them of their dantian, and then transplanting them to their own sect disciples. ”

"Do you want me to deprive others of their dantian?" Mu Xiao was startled, exhaled, and looked at the old man's eyes again, and changed slightly. Tongtian Sword Sect, nine out of nine are sword cultivators, and the most important point of sword cultivation is that they are jealous of evil and hatred, calling themselves chivalrous, and each of them regards fighting injustice as their own ideal. Although Mu Xiao has not experienced that feeling, he has slowly developed that character under the influence of his ears and eyes.

"Hey, hey, little one, what do you imagine me to be? I'm ...... Uh, forget it. Anyway, I would never let you do that kind of unreasonable thing. In addition to depriving others of their dantian, you can also reunite with pills. ”

The old man said as a matter of course, but when these words reached Mu Xiao's ears, they were undoubtedly a basin of cold water. Is it so easy to get the pill? In the Zhongyuan Continent, Danshi are all ordinary characters in mythology, if you want to talk about status, they are all better than the deacons of the sect, you know, the deacons of the Tongtian Sword Sect are all existences that have crossed the innate realm!

"Danyao, you think I'm the illegitimate son of the sect master! That kind of precious thing, how could I possibly have it! Even if it's the lowest-level Lingyuan Pill, I haven't seen one until now! And I've never heard of pills that can help people reshape their dantians. Mu Xiao's understanding of the pill was only limited to the Lingyuan Pill.

It is rumored that there are two kinds of pills, textured and non-patterned, and the Lingyuan Pill is just the most common thing in the grainless pill, which is used to supplement the spiritual power of cultivators and assist in cultivation, and the market price is about one hundred taels of silver. Mu Xiaogui is the prince, and his pocket money every month is only a few taels of silver.

The old man didn't continue to explain, looked into Mu Xiao's eyes, and said lightly: "Whether you live or die, you choose for yourself." ”