The only two luminous objects in the black, confined space were a stack of books as high as a hill in the center, and a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old sitting cross-legged next to him.

In such a place where there is no light, there should be nothing to be seen, but the boy is like a lamp in the dark, emitting a faint light from the inside out, which will illuminate the range of a palm around him......

The young man's appearance is delicate and beautiful, and his slightly immature little face still has three points of grievance and seven points of unconvinced, but he still has to stay here honestly, well, I have thought about it......

Yes, this weird black space is a reflection room that belongs to Mu Yanzu, commonly known as a small black house.

And judging from the look on his face that he had been thinking about for nearly five hours and was still depressed and not feeling well, it was obvious that he had frequented this place......

Isn't it just that I have thought about it, and it is not that I haven't "thought", a manly man dares to act and dare to be......

...... What a ghost!!

The more Mu Yanzu thought about it, the more depressed he became, this time he obviously didn't get into trouble, not only did he not get into trouble, but he also did it for the sake of the Divine Medicine Valley and the little lady from beginning to end, why did the little lady throw him here again without saying a word?

Honestly, Mu Yanzu was extremely aggrieved.

There is a strange place in the world, the strange flowers and plants in the valley are rare in the world, no matter how legendary the elixir, you can get it here, this place is the legendary holy land - the Valley of Divine Medicine.

And the strange man who founded the Divine Medicine Valley is also revered as the Divine Medicine Master, not only for the Divine Medicine Valley, but also for his hands that can live and die with flesh and bones.

It's a pity that later, the Divine Medicine Master didn't know what the reason was, and disappeared with the entire Divine Medicine Valley, and there was no trace of him.

Yes, the entire Valley of Divine Medicine.

No one knew how he did it, but the Divine Medicine Valley, which had existed in front of him the day before, suddenly disappeared the next day, leaving a barren land.

Hundreds of years have passed, the Divine Medicine Valley has been reduced to a legendary existence, and occasionally some people mention it, and they may wonder if the Divine Medicine Valley really existed, and that Divine Medicine Master, can anyone really heal the dead?

But legends are legends because they were, and really were, to exist.

Today's Divine Medicine Valley is just an unknown Yunwu Mountain in Fengnan Town, the first valley lord moved it here, and then opened a medicine pavilion at the foot of the mountain, specializing in treating and selling medicine to the people in the town, and has never left since.

Mu Yanzu was adopted by this valley lord Xi Mustard bone since he was a child, originally, there was such a small child in the valley, and the big guys, including the valley owner himself, were very rare, and he didn't give the stars to the moon since he was a child, and he couldn't be spoiled enough.

However, as time passed, Xi Jiaogu began to feel that this seemed inappropriate, without him, Mu Yanzu was really too bearish!

If you don't fight for three days, you will go to the house and uncover the tiles!

But as soon as his hand was raised, the little guy immediately stared at the big watery eyes and began to torture the soul three times aggrievedly:

Why did the little lady beat Zu'er?

Is it that the little lady doesn't love Zu'er?

The little lady obviously said that she would love her ancestors in this life, does the little lady want to hurt other people?

......

The little guy looks good, his delicate little face is full of tears, and he can't fall away with tears in his eyes......

Critical +1+1+1......

...... I can't do anything here!

Xi Mustard supported his forehead, but this little ghost lived day by day, and no matter how much he taught the Divine Medicine Valley, he would be demolished sooner or later!

As a result, the Thinking Room came into being......

Aren't you reluctant to fight? Then throw it into the meditation room, and put a few medical skills to pass the time, so that you can meditate and study, and as for the time to think? It depends on the severity of the trouble.

I have to say that since the sacrifice of the thinking room, Mu Yanzu finally knows what convergence is, after all, the whole thinking room is black and can't see anything except himself and books, it is really hell on earth for Mu Yanzu, who has had ADHD since childhood!

Now Mu Yanzu, who has been thrown into the thinking room again, sighed the one hundred and third breath, obviously he has decided to be a so-called "good baby" for a while, but his strength does not allow it......

The clock went back seven hours ago.

Mu Yanzu practiced marksmanship in his small courtyard as before, facing the scorching sun, letting the sweat drip on the floor quickly evaporate, and the whole figure flew over, so fast that it was almost ghosted.

The life-killing spear was handed out steadily and quickly withdrawn, and with a flip of the wrist, the life-killing spear went around the side and returned to the front of the body, the wrist shook again, and the body of the gun took off its hand and stabbed into the wooden stake in the distance, and in an instant, the wooden stake shattered, cracking into countless wooden thorns and exploding in all directions.

However, the initiator of this scene seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with this, leaned forward and put his hands on his knees, exhaled helplessly, and finally staggered and straightened up, pulled out the killing gun, and inserted it back into the weapon rack.

Mu Yanzu has a lot of hobbies, but none of them last long, and the only one that lasts is cultivation.

No matter how he usually jumps up and down, he can't be shaken by thunder when he cultivates for three hours a day.

According to Mu Yanzu's thoughts, the reason why he was locked up in the small black house was purely because he was not strong enough!

Think about it, if he can win the invincible opponent in the entire valley, then who else will lock him up in the little black house?

It's a pity that Mu Yanzu really has no talent for internal strength cultivation, and meditating for an hour every day is simply feeding the dog, and he has not condensed any true qi so far, and he wants to become a master of internal strength like Xiao Niang, well, the road is long.

A man cannot hang himself from a tree.

Although the internal cultivation is not ideal, Mu Yanzu still has a second set of plans, external cultivation!

So Mu Yanzu sorted out the wording in his heart, and ran to find Xi Mustard Bone.

And after listening to Mu Yanzu's list of reasons why he wanted to practice martial arts for a whole hour, Xi Jiaogu just casually threw him a life-killing gun and a gun book, and then left it alone......

Obviously, Xi mustard didn't believe how long his ambition could last......

But to her surprise, Mu Yanzu really persevered.

Strangely, Xi Jiaogu came to see Mu Yanzu practice from time to time, originally Mu Yanzu was quite happy, thinking that the little lady was finally going to seriously instruct herself, who knew that Xi Jiaogu just sat quietly on the side and watched him finish a whole set of marksmanship, and asked him with a smile What the hell is this thing he is practicing, and he still wants to practice martial arts with such a poor understanding?

Mu Yanzu: ......

The name of Xi Jiaogu's gun spectrum to Mu Yanzu is quite simple and crude - "Three Styles of Gun Spectrum". The marksmanship written in it is also extremely ...... Esoteric, the content is roughly divided into three parts: the first type, the second style, and the third type......

Mu Yanzu: ......

Each one is divided into two parts, the first part is the text, and the second part is a small person with a spear, which should be a marksmanship atlas.

As for why it is profound, for many years, Mu Yanzu has memorized this book upright, backwards, back, and out of chapter...... It can be said that the back of the melon is ripe, but the text content in it is summarized in four words - you can't understand it.

Mu Yanzu sincerely asked Xi Jiaogu to demonstrate it to him, but Xi Jiagu told him very seriously:

"If I practice it for you, you can really learn it easily, but that's my "Three Styles of Gun Spectrum", not your "Three Styles of Gun Spectrum". ”

"Your "Three Styles of Gun Spectrum"...... My "Three Styles of Gun Spectrum"...... Is there any difference?" the little Mu Yanzu tilted his head in confusion, this was obviously not something he could understand at his age.

Xi Mustard smiled, she squatted down and looked directly at Mu Yanzu, and her tone was serious that Mu Yanzu had never heard before: "Of course there is a difference, in the future, Zu'er, do you want to become a person as powerful as a little mother, or do you want to be a person who is more powerful than a little mother?"

Mu Yanzu's eyes lit up without hesitation: "Of course I want to be a person who is more powerful than my little mother!"

Xi Yaogu smiled lightly, and Mu Yanzu lowered his head embarrassedly.

So, Mu Yanzu can only rely on the gourd to draw a scoop to practice the action of the map, I don't know if it is because he does not understand the content of the text, eight years he still only stays in the first type, the last two types of the map, no more than three movements he is in unbearable pain all over the body and directly loses consciousness. Later, Mu Yanzu gave up trying the latter two styles and concentrated on practicing the first style of the gun spectrum.

It is also strange to say that the content of the first type of the gun spectrum is not much, and there are only twenty basic movements of marksmanship, but there are some subtle technical differences with the gun spectrum that Mu Yanzu looked at separately, but it is difficult to practice, and it took Mu Yanzu three years to learn these twenty movements.

And every time he practiced, Mu Yanzu felt that he seemed to have a little more indescribable feeling about this set/action, and after practicing it over the years, this feeling was increasing day by day, but it seemed that there was no end. But now looking at the text of the first article, he felt as if he understood something, and when he thought about it carefully, that ignorance disappeared as if it had never existed.

Mu Yanzu had an idea in his heart, when he practiced the first type of diagram to the end, that is, the so-called bottleneck, he should be able to understand the content of the first article, and he should be able to practice the last two forms.

After finishing today's cultivation, Mu Yanzu originally planned to spend the rest of his time in the library pavilion and continue the medical classics that he hadn't finished reading yesterday.

It's just that......

Mu Yanzu glanced at the little maid standing in the corner, and finally couldn't help but put the book down.

"Yunlan, since I saw you today, you have frowned forty-three times, sighed thirty-nine times, and pouted eighteen times. ”

Yun Lan's lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped.

"Yunlan-" Mu Yanzu smiled slightly, dragged out his voice, and called again.

With such a smile on his already beautiful appearance, it was true, disturbing a pool of spring water, and he would blush when he looked at it more.

Who knew that Yunlan just lowered her head deeper, trying to resist this wave of "attacks" with her movements.

“...... It's nothing. ”

The beautiful man's plan is not used?!

Mu Yanzu raised his eyebrows, it's not that he boasts, his appearance is invincible since he was a child, with this face since he was a child, he has always been invincible, as small as every family in the town to eat, and as big as the little mother's slap and stick...... cough, it's a pity that after the thought room was built, this trick didn't work much for the little lady......

But that doesn't mean it's not useful here in Yunlan!

And the only one that can make Yun Lan hold her face ......

Mu Yanzu was not discouraged, he raised the book with both hands and leaned in his direction, covering half of his face, leaving two eyes staring directly at her.

......

After the time of the two teas, Yun Lan was the first to lose, she pursed her lips, and her voice was inaudible: "The valley master said that he couldn't tell you." ”

Really......

But that's really something to hear.

Mu Yanzu blinked and put the book aside: "That's simple, just don't tell me." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"Little Jiu. ”

There was a flapping sound of wings, and a crow with fiery red feathers flew from the window and landed on Mu Yanzu's shoulder, rubbing his head excitedly.

"Wow-wow-"

Mu Yanzu handed Xiao Jiu to Yun Lan with a warm smile, "You just tell Xiao Jiu, I promise not to eavesdrop!"

The corners of Yunlan's mouth twitched and took Xiao Jiu: "......"

Xiao Jiu: "......"