I saw Mu Yu concentrating, and at this time, the bow was already full, and the armor-piercing arrows that were ready to fire suddenly turned into three ghosts, swaying on the wind spirit bow. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What is this?" Tang Yun was taken aback when he saw this, and then sighed: "It is worthy of being a genius with a great Yan level of comprehension, just by watching it once, he has initially mastered the trick of "Nine Points of Arrow Shadow". Although he can't turn one arrow into nine, he can still increase the power of his arrows by several percent! ”

Listening to the voice, Mu Yu had already locked the location of the Dream Eater. As soon as the fingers controlling the string loosened, the armor-piercing arrow shot away, turning into three arrows in the air!

The arrow wind was fast, the killing wind was cold, and the arrow instantly hit the dream eater in the bamboo forest, and another scream came. It was first seriously injured and smashed into the bamboo forest by the Xuan Li reversed by "Sword Turning the World", and then eight tentacles were cut off by Mu Yu, and now it is attacked by three arrows, and it is impossible to avoid it at all.

The Dream Eater realized Mu Yu's strength at this moment, and it was already frightened. The ferocity that was stimulated turned into fear at this moment. It didn't dare to linger there, ignoring the injuries on its body, and its body turned translucent again.

Knowing that if he fought again, he would die, and the Dream Eater planned to change its form and then hide.

But after Mu Yu shot a few arrows in a row, he didn't hear any movement, and reacted instantly. With the help of his right foot, he rushed towards the bamboo forest, and Mu Yu found a translucent shadow that was about to float away in the distance. Snorted coldly: "Since you're here, don't think about leaving, leave me!" ”

With a violent snort, Mu Yu borrowed his strength again, and instantly caught up with the Dream Eater who was moving slowly because of serious injuries. A brilliant golden light flashed from the necklace around its neck, and its translucent body suddenly dissipated, leaving only a milky white demon pill.

Mu Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, the chalcedony pendant sent by Xu'er was really extraordinary in its restraint on the soul body. With the demon pill in his hand, now that the great trouble of Cuizhu Peak has been removed, he can finally feel at ease in the future.

Seeing Mu Yu leave and the place where the Dream Eater Beast dissipated, a translucent white shadow suddenly appeared, and it was a miniature version of the Dream Eater Beast. After identifying its direction, it tried to escape the area of the small courtyard.

However, he saw an arrow crystallized by Yuan Qi silently hit its head from the air, and the shrunken Dream Eater suddenly scattered. Tang Yun of the High Altitude Mountain collected the treasure bow in his hand, flew towards the Spirit Bow Peak, and disappeared into the night.

When Tang Yun dispersed the soul of the Dream Eater Beast, Mu Yu, who had already returned to the house, seemed to have a sense, as if a trace of strangeness in his heart suddenly dissipated. Mu Yu shook his head and said, "What did you feel just now?" Maybe I'm too tired..."

After this battle, Mu Yu consumed a lot. Fortunately, the injuries were all external injuries, and all the strength in the body was discharged. After applying the wound to the ointment given to him by Xu'er, Mu Yu slept peacefully. He's really tired these days...

On the same night, Chu Yuchen heard the report of his subordinates and laughed wildly: "Haha, I didn't expect that in the end, it was found out that you were a waste." Tell you to go against Young Master Ben, this is your fate! ”

"Young Master Chu is right, Mu Yu is a waste, how can he compare with you!" A deacon patted his ass.

"Hmm!" Chu Yuchen snorted coldly.

Seeing his angry eyes, the deacon immediately realized his mistake. kept slapping his mouth, and said worriedly: "It's a subordinate who has lost his word, so how can Mu Yu be compared to Young Master Chu." He is the grasshopper after the autumn, and he won't be able to jump for long. As he spoke, he wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

Chu Yuchen said gloomily: "Although this Mu Yu is a waste, the chalcedony pendant around his neck must be fetched for me, and this matter will be left to you." Don't come back to see me until you don't make it! ”

"Yes, yes, yes, my subordinates will arrange it." As he spoke, the deacon hurriedly left Chu Yuchen's mansion.

After a dreamless night, Mu Yu slowly opened his eyes. Last night's battle caused a big hole in the bamboo wall, and the morning mist in the mountains drifted into the house through this, turning into dew and wetting Mu Yu's robe.

After a night's sleep, Mu Yu's face was completely tired. The bandages on the abdomen and calves were unfastened, and the wounds had healed. It was still early, Mu Yu took a bath and changed into the robe of the outer disciple of the Lingwu Sect.

Inserting the Mowen sword at his waist, carrying the wind spirit bow behind his back, Mu Yu, who was dressed in a long robe with a cloud pattern on a black background, floated towards the Hall of Merit.

In the early morning, the green bamboo peak, the air is filled with a faint bamboo fragrance, and the air is exceptionally fresh. Mu Yu's pores all over his body were dilated, and he nodded: "This Cuizhu Peak is really a good place, and after today's events, I will go to the Sect Affairs Hall to issue a task and recruit a few miscellaneous disciples to take care of it." ”

He already knew that going to the Hall of Merit to gather today was nothing more than to worship the elders of the Lingwu Sect, and then he would move freely.

Mu Yu walked through the mountain road, and it took half an hour before he saw a figure. In addition to the remoteness of Cuizhu Peak, there is also the fact that he is not in a hurry, and the speed is not very fast.

But he found that the outer disciples he met along the road all looked at him with a strange look, Mu Yu was very familiar with this kind of look, they were just like those martial artists in the square yesterday looked at him. Mu Yu's face was expressionless, ignoring the eyes of others, and continued to move forward.

After a short time, he came to the front of the Hall of Merit, and at this moment, dozens of new disciples of the Spirit Bow and One Pulse were already waiting here. This hall of merit has one in every vein, and there are few disciples in the spirit bow lineage, which seems a little desolate.

Mu Yu casually found a stone bench around, and the disciples who came first not far away were talking to each other, and from time to time they glanced at him and pointed, and let out bursts of laughter from time to time.

Mu Yu frowned and ignored these disciples. They were nothing more than saying the most genius nonsense of the Spirit Martial Sect, Mu Yu's mind was far beyond that of martial artists of the same age, and he would not care about them. Arguing with these people is just a waste of time, he doesn't care about it, one day, he will use his strength to shut them up!

The hour has come, and all the new disciples have arrived. I saw a figure descending from the sky, and as soon as the eagle's wings were closed, Tang Yun appeared in front of the Hall of Merit. Then several flying mounts landed in the square, and several elders followed.

Seeing that the elders of Linggong Peak had arrived, all the disciples got up one after another, lined up in an orderly manner on the square, and bowed to the elders.

"Excuse me, follow me into the Hall of Merit to worship the elders of my Lingwu Sect." Tang Yun nodded and gestured, his gaze lingering on Mu Yu for a moment.

When the disciples in the square heard this, they flicked off the dust on their clothes, tidied up their clothes, and entered the Hall of Merit with a solemn face.

Now there are seven elders on the list, and they want to behave well, and maybe one of the elders will take a fancy to them and become disciples.

The Hall of Merit is more like a temple and looks solemn and unusual. Mu Yu walked into the hall with the disciples and saw that the walls were full of portraits.

In the middle of the painting, a middle-aged man in a green shirt holding a long sword is facing away from everyone and can't see clearly. But Mu Yu could feel the sword intent revealed in the painting, presumably it was the founding ancestor of the Lingwu Sect.

In front of the portrait is a row of spiritual seats, they are all deceased Spirit Bow Peak Masters and Elders, and an incense table in front of them is placed with seven-star lamps and a large number of tributes. Judging from the traces, this hall of merit is taken care of every day.

On the walls on both sides are portraits of the elders of the Lingwu Sect of the past dynasties, and there are also lit incense candles in front of them. And the three closest to the door are the current Lingwu Sect Elder Taishang, and in front of them are the spiritual fruits, and there are no incense candles to worship.

At Tang Yun's signal, all the disciples stood in five rows in an orderly manner, looking at the portrait in the middle without squinting.

After carrying out a set of solemn and complicated ceremonies, Tang Yun said solemnly: "You are now disciples of the Lingwu Sect, follow me to worship the ancestor of the mountain!" ”

As Tang Yun spoke, several deacons distributed incense and candles to each new disciple, and after a burst of prayer, all the disciples took turns to come forward and offer incense.

Mu Yu sincerely bowed to the portrait and inserted the incense candle into the furnace. For some reason, he felt someone look at him in the dark. But when he looked up at the portrait of Master Zu, he didn't find anything.

The entire worship ceremony was extremely complicated, and after that, Tang Yun led them to the existing portraits of the three Supreme Elders. After a long morning of worship, the ceremony was finally completed.

After following Tang Yun and the other elders out of the Hall of Merit, Tang Yun solemnly said: "All the disciples of my Lingwu Sect should remember the merits of my elders in the past, it is their efforts that have created the current Lingwu Sect. You have to continue this glory, your future, that is, the future of my Lingwu Sect! ”

"Abide by Elder Tang's teachings, and we will remember them in our hearts." All the disciples are serious.

Seeing their reactions, Tang Yun nodded and said, "Okay, let's disperse." Go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to choose a martial art that is suitable for you, and every two days there are elders teaching at the Preaching Cliff, so if you don't understand something, you can go and listen. ”

"I'll remember it, congratulations to the elders!" The disciples saluted, and when they saw that all the elders had left, they dispersed one after another. Looking at their direction, it was impressive to go to the Scripture Pavilion.

Every new disciple is eligible to choose three martial arts in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for free, and with the strength of the Lingwu Sect, the martial arts it has are extraordinary. Even the children of those big families had unusual expectations for this, let alone those from small and medium-sized cities. The group rushed towards the Scripture Pavilion in a hurry, for fear that they would be one step too late.

Mu Yu also had this intention, he had not yet mastered the martial arts of archery. Since he has come to the Linggong lineage, he naturally wants to follow the customs of the villagers and learn the way of bowing.

What's more, his original intention was to join the Linggong lineage, and his swordsmanship has the light of inheritance from the Mowen Sword, so don't worry, the sword martial arts in it are still above the Lingwu Sect. What he lacked the most was the archery martial arts, and after the battle with the Dream Eater, he realized this even more.

The arrows he shoots now have a single means of attack, all relying on his grasp of the fighter plane and the strength of the Wind Spirit Bow. If he can learn a roll of kyudo martial arts, his improvement will be immediate.

But looking at the map in the jade plaque, Mu Yu decided to go to the Zongwu Hall first, after all, it was relatively close to here.

The Zongwu Hall and the Hidden Scripture Pavilion are not within the range of the Linggong lineage, they are located in the center of the seven giant peaks, which are used by all disciples, and they are the center of the Lingwu Sect.

Mu Yu hurried through the way to the Zongwu Palace, he didn't know that this decision allowed him to avoid a trouble.