Chapter 92: Will and Talent
Yang Kun was very relieved in his heart, seeing that Mu Yu was becoming more and more pleasing to the eye, he read in his heart: "It is worthy of being a person who is happy with Xu'er, Mu Yu is really extraordinary." Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info such qualifications will definitely be cultivated by the Supreme Elder. In this way, I can justifiably refuse Chu Taishang's proposal, and presumably he will not have any opinions. ”
After Rixu'er left angrily, Yang Kun kept blaming himself in his heart. He also knew Chu Yuchen's character, but Chu Taishang was such an only grandson as him. Chu Yuchen's father fell again because of an accident, which made Chu Taishang love his grandson very much.
Yang Kun shirked and proposed marriage several times, which made Chu Taishang quite dissatisfied. Not only is he under pressure from Chu Taishang's side now, but even those elders in his own clan have repeatedly urged this matter.
Yang Kun didn't want to ruin his daughter's happiness, and now Mu Yu's appearance made him see hope. Mu Yu is satisfied with him both in terms of personality and qualifications, and the most important thing is that he and Xu'er are in love, and he, as a father, naturally hopes that the two can tie the knot.
And Fan Duyun was excited and inevitably had a trace of regret, he didn't feel the cause and effect between himself and Mu Yu, which meant that Mu Yu was not the person he was looking for. Since the last time the Heavenly Dao was changed, Fan Duyun had a faint feeling that a causal line had been broken. But the number of cause and effect is determined by heaven, and Fan Duyun does not dare to force it.
Mu Yu frowned when he saw everyone's reaction, and walked to the will zone. Under the guidance of the deacon, Mu Yu entered the spirit array. As the array talisman lit up, Mu Yu was trapped in a fantasy realm, and the picture changed.
"Brother, why are you standing here still? Wan'er is so hungry, let's go eat noodles. Mu Wan'er pulled Mu Yu and said coquettishly.
Mu Yu seems to have returned to his childhood, when his sister had not been killed by Yantian, although the realm was low at that time, the brother and sister depended on each other and lived happily.
Mu Yu was a little dazed for a while, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his heart, and then he smiled: "Okay, it just so happens that my brother is also a little hungry, let's go to Grandma Li's place to eat noodles!" ”
The two went to a noodle stall as they talked, Mu Yu often brought Mu Wan'er here to eat noodles, Mu Wan'er said excitedly: "Grandma, we want two bowls of beef noodles." ”
The stall owner was an old woman, and she quickly served two bowls of beef noodles and said kindly: "Now is the time for you to grow your body, you should eat more." ”
Mu Yu saw the double beef in the bowl and said gratefully, "Thank you, grandma." ”
The old grandmother smiled: "You two have a hard life, and you have been orphans since you were a child. I don't have any children or grandchildren, and I opened this noodle stall to make a living. The two of you often come to my store to chat with my wife, and in my heart, you are my own grandchildren. ”
Mu Wan'er's eyes turned red when she heard this, and she ran into her grandmother's arms and cried, and Mu Yu couldn't help but shed tears. The two of them have been orphans since they were children, and they can only feel some family affection from Grandma Li.
After eating the noodles, Mu Yu and the others said goodbye to Grandma Li. They have to go to the nearby mountains to collect medicine, which is their source of livelihood.
As soon as the picture changed, Mu Yu and the others came to a mountain. He carried a medicine basket on his back and a small shovel in his hand, and took Mu Wan'er around looking for herbs. The medicine basket is already full of herbs, and it seems that the harvest is good today.
Suddenly, Mu Wan'er found that there was a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum on the mountain not far away, and hurriedly beckoned Mu Yu to go over. However, just as they were about to pick, a shrill voice sounded.
"Two little dolls, this Lingzhi was discovered by the young master of my family first, you can't move it." A vicious-looking warrior monster shouted.
"Liar, obviously I saw it first." Mu Wan'er propped up her waist and said.
"Young Lord Yantian, do you want me to teach these two little dolls a lesson." The vicious warrior said flatteringly to the red-robed young man next to him.
But he saw that the red-robed young man glanced at Mu Wan'er a few meaningfully, and a disgusting evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The fierce warrior immediately understood what the red-robed young man meant, and walked towards Mu Yu and the others with a wicked smile, and Mu Wan'er hid behind Mu Yu because she was afraid.
The fierce martial artist suddenly showed a hideous look on his face, and slapped his palm at Mu Yu: "It's also in the way for you to stay here, let Uncle Ben give you a ride first!" ”
Mu Yu looked at this scene coldly, there was no fear in his eyes, only murderous intent. This is how he was slapped off the cliff by this vicious warrior, but fortunately he was hung by a crooked-necked tree on the mountain wall and escaped death.
By the time he woke up, it was three days later. Mu Yu ran towards the cliff like crazy, but only found a cold corpse. Judging from the traces, Mu Wan'er experienced a strong resistance before she died, and was finally strangled to death. Mu Yu carried Mu Wan'er's body down the mountain and buried her. Her desperate and unwilling eyes before she died made Mu Yu wake up from her dreams many times.
Now, in response to this vicious warrior, it was a cold sword. The Mowen Sword appeared in Mu Yu's hand, piercing the vicious martial artist, and the hot sky dissipated at the same time.
"You go, transform into my sister, I don't want to kill you." Mu Yu said coldly.
At this time, a dagger appeared in Mu Wan'er's hand, and it was about to pierce Mu Yu's heart from behind.
saw Mu Yu return to the sword, shot down the dagger in Mu Wan'er's hand, and drifted down the mountain. Seeing this, Mu Wan'er immediately turned into a strange bird and attacked from behind Mu Yu!
"This is the time I was waiting for." Mu Yu snorted coldly, and a sword light slashed down, instantly splitting the strange bird in half.
Then the whole world shattered like a mirror image, and Mu Yu came to a sword mound.
Seeing the famous swords everywhere, Mu Yu shook his head, but fortunately he meditated. Just like Bai Zhuo, Mu Yu was not affected by the phantom array at all. The scene in the phantom array is to confuse the mind, but Mu Yu Dao's heart is firm, how can he be confused by fantasy.
In the previous scene, Mu Yu had already discovered that Mu Wan'er was transformed by an illusion, but she couldn't bear to pierce it.
Seeing that Mu Yu was not interested in these famous swords, the phantom array changed again. This time, Mu Yu was surrounded by countless beauties, these women were scantily dressed, and they threw teasing glances at Mu Yu from time to time, but Mu Yu remained unmoved in the middle.
But seeing that these women were becoming more and more bold, they actually took off all the clothes that were already small, and their weak and boneless palms kept roaming Mu Yu's body. even rubbed Mu Yu with the softness on his chest, and from time to time made a chaotic sound, which made people's blood gush. Mu Yu simply blocked his ears with his vitality, ignoring the women around him.
Seeing that this trick was useless, the phantom array changed again, and Mu Yu was trapped in a massive number of Yuan Stones. These Yuan Stones are extremely pure, they are all top-grade Yuan Stones, and any martial artist can't help but take them for himself when he sees this.
"It seems that Mu Yu's will is also nine." Nearly half an hour later, Fan Duyun smiled.
"Most of the swordsmen's wills are not low, especially the top swordsmen, their sword hearts are tough and will not be easily disturbed by external objects. If Mu Yu can't even pass this phantom array, then let me underestimate him. Elder Lingjian stroked his beard and said.
Sure enough, in less than a moment, the few array talismans on the phantom array dimmed. Mu Yu woke up from the meditation, and the deacon said, "Mu Yu, will nine." ”
Since Bai Zhuo's will was also nine before, it didn't cause a sensation this time. The maximum time for this phantom array is half an hour, and if you get through it, you will get a full score.
"I don't know what this Mu Yu's talent is?" Fan Duyun pondered.
"I see that Mu Yu is about thirteen years old, but his cultivation is only in the junior warrior realm, and his talent must not be high." Chu Taishang, who was still silent, said that he heard from Chu Yuchen about Xu'er giving the chalcedony pendant to Mu Yu. But this is all a trivial matter of the younger generation, and with his identity, he is too lazy to meddle at all.
"Even if the talent is not good, with Mu Yu's previous performance, it can completely make up for the gap in talent." Elder Lingjian stroked his beard and said. His own talent was mediocre, but with unremitting efforts and hard work, he finally sat in the position of the head of the Supreme Elder of the Lingwu Sect, and he didn't care too much about the talent.
Mu Yu walked in front of the Nine Dragon Pillars, and he still had a certain understanding of his talent. Before he came to the Tianxuan Continent, he had always been unable to break through the realm because his talent was too low.
Of course, this is also due to the fact that he is a casual cultivator, there is no systematic guidance, and there is no provision of resources. He can have this realm mostly because he has been wandering between life and death all year round, and his potential is stimulated.
Sticking his palm on the Nine Dragon Pillar, a trace of vitality was injected, and the Nine Dragon Pillar reacted instantly. Starting with the golden dragon at the bottom, the sound of dragon groans was heard, ending at the sixth sound.
Mu Yu was not surprised by this result, but all the disciples present breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh my God, it's finally not nine! If this Mu Yu breaks the record in all the tests, how can we disciples live! An outer disciple sighed inwardly, but with the presence of the three Supreme Elders and many Spirit Martial Sects, he never dared to make a sound.
"Fortunately, this Mu Yu's talent is average, otherwise our core disciples would not have a good time." A core disciple was relieved in his heart that Mu Yu's previous achievements had put too much pressure on them, and even these core disciples felt the crisis.
And the three Supreme Elders had already seen the result, so they would not be too disappointed. And although talent six is not top-notch, it is not low either, and it is within the acceptable range of them.
Now Mu Yu only has one last spiritual power test left, and the instrument for testing spiritual power is a transparent ball, which can carry the spiritual power of a martial artist, and the more it is injected, the brighter the light emitted.
So far, the ones with the highest spiritual power are Bai Zhuo and Shui Bingxin, both of whom are existences with eight spiritual powers. And in the samurai realm, if the spiritual power can reach nine, it is definitely a genius in ten thousand.
Mu Yu walked indifferently in front of Yuanqiu, but under the watchful eyes of so many people, he didn't feel nervous. Mu Yu didn't want to show anything, he didn't know what others thought, it was just an ordinary test for him. The reward for being the first in the trial was already in hand, and he didn't care about the results.
With the injection of Mu Yu's spiritual power, the transparent ball began to react, emitting a faint light. And this light became more and more intense with the continuous injection of spiritual power!