Mu Lingyun smashed out his fist, quiet as a pine, moving like a wave, and extremely powerful.

Master Pang Zhai had just been injured, and he didn't dare to fight hard anymore, so he took out three poisoned arrows and threw them away.

The three poisoned arrows shot horizontally towards Mu Lingyun's face.

Mu Lingyun retracted his fist, did a beautiful backflip, and dodged the three poisoned arrows safely.

Seeing that the poisonous arrow missed, Pang Zhai gritted his steel teeth and used his crushing mountain fist to attack.

Songtao fist focuses on both rigidity and softness, flexible moves, turning fists into palms, buckling the two iron fists of the Pang Zhai master, pressing down against the trend, unloading the strength, the arms are suddenly raised, and the shoulders are slammed into the chest.

"Oops. With a painful cry, the corners of Pang Zhai's mouth overflowed with blood, and his legs "gurgle" back five or six steps.

Mu Lingyun was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, chasing up, smashing out his fists, like a double dragon going to sea, extremely fierce.

Before the master of Pang Zhai could stand firmly, he was hit firmly in the chest by Songtao's fist.

A mouthful of old blood held in the mouth of the Pang Zhai Lord spurted out, and his body flew out sideways, breaking a small tree with a thick bowl mouth, and slamming his body on the ground.

"Don't move, be careful of your death. Mu Lingyun grabbed the throat of Master Pang Zhai and threatened.

"Young Master Mu, spare your life, spare your life, the old man will take you to the cell. Pang Zhai said pleadingly.

"Don't play tricks, be careful that your life is at risk. Mu Lingyun lifted it up and warned again.

"That's, that's, how dare you be old. Master Pang Zhai was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and stammered.

A group of bandits, seeing that the owners of the village were subdued, they still farted, and they hid in the distance to observe the battle situation.

The two generals of the cottage - Qide and Midwinter, were beaten by everyone.

In the blink of an eye, he was crippled.

After half a pillar of incense, Mu Lingyun pressed the master of Pang Zhai and came to the cell, and the four thieves guarding the cell saw that the owner of the village was restrained, so they were so frightened that they hid aside and did not dare to make a mistake.

"Let them open the door. Mu Lingyun said with a little effort.

"Why are you still stunned, hurry up and open the door. Master Pang Zhai scolded.

"Yes, yes......" One of the thieves hurriedly pulled out the key and opened the cell.

The strong man of the iron tower led the crowd in.

After a few breaths, there was crying and laughter, and the villagers were reunited with their wives, and there was no end to the love and hatred.

"This is Young Master Mu, your savior. The strong man of the tower said happily with a sincere smile on his face.

"The benefactor is above, please bow to the little girl. A handful of young women knelt on the ground one after another, pear blossoms brought rain, kowtowing to Mu Lingyun in thanks.

"You don't have to be formal, just get up. Mu Lingyun said with a smile on his face.

"It's this guy, forcing us to be his wife, sister and sister, let's go up and kill him together. "A little woman smells of gunpowder.

"Kill him......" The little women rushed away with their pink fists.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and a good man can't stand up to many wolves.

In the blink of an eye, the master of Pang Zhai was beaten to the point that his nose and face were swollen, and he was miserable.

"Alright, everyone, stop it, kill him, and you won't be able to find the animals. Mu Lingyun said.

When everyone heard this, they stopped.

If you want to say that this woman fights, what she is best at is scratching.

The whole face of the Pang Zhai lord did not have a piece of good meat, and it was covered with blood marks, which was really shocking.

A little woman as delicate as a flower casually pulled out the flesh in her nails, and her heart was refreshing.

When Mu Lingyun saw this scene, his heart was furious, and he definitely didn't dare to fight with women in the future, which was simply too terrifying.

An hour later, the strong man of the tower and others drove the livestock down the mountain.

The master of Pang Zhai stared blankly, those domestic animals that had been successfully obtained.

Now that they are all in the water, my heart is very uncomfortable.

"Master Pang Zhai, take me to the Treasure Pavilion for a spin, you Jiming Mountain have been robbing houses for so many years, you should have accumulated a lot of treasures, don't say no, you don't want to eat that." Mu Lingyun said with a smile.

"Young Master Mu, you have a lot of adults, let go of this cottage, our Jiming Mountain is not as good as the nearby Longyang Mountain, the poor jingle rings, how can there be any treasures left. Master Pang Zhai said with a sad face.

"I really don't, I still don't want to say that Ben Shao is impatient. Mu Lingyun said coldly, and at the same time added a little force, and the master of Pang Zhai immediately turned purple and had difficulty breathing.

"A few years ago, it was true that some antiques and books were brought, but only a few treasures remained. Master Pang Zhai said breathlessly.

"Take me to see it. Mu Lingyun said impatiently.

Inside the treasure vault, there are a few objects scattered around.

The master of Pang Zhai really didn't lie to him, the property was indeed pitiful, only a box of fine gold and silver, and a few strings of pearl necklaces, and the rest also had a gold lock and a jade Ruyi.

Mu Lingyun was not interested in these belongings, but after a cursory look, he turned his gaze to another bookshelf.

There are more than a dozen martial arts cheats on the bookshelf, most of which are ordinary foreign kung fu and some low-level internal martial arts.

It can't be compared with the Mu family's Songtao Fist and Xiaoyao Palm, no wonder Pang Zhai is more than half a hundred years old before he reaches the triple of the day after tomorrow.

"Huh" What is this, in the bottom row of the bookshelf, a yellowed old book attracted Mu Lingyun's attention.

Flicking the dust on it, four large characters written in ancient Chinese came into view.

Mu Lingyun was born in a family and has been familiar with ancient scriptures since he was a child.

According to the incomplete memory of the original owner, Gu Wen can recognize eight or nine inseparable ten.

The four characters on the cover are "The Golden Body of the Law".

According to the meaning of the title of the book, this eighty percent is a practice of refining the body.

The orthodox body refining exercises have long been lost, and today's various horizontal exercises and golden bell jar kung fu are only the surface of the orthodox body refining exercises.

After opening the pages of the book and skimming through it, I found that the content inside was obscure, broad and profound, and it was impossible to cultivate at all.

"Good thing, eighty percent of this book is a lost orthodox exercise, take it back and study it, maybe there will be an unexpected joy. Mu Lingyun's face was full of joy and muttered.

Shove the book in your bosom and wander around the other areas.

The master of Pang Zhai, who was tied to the ground by ropes, saw that Mu Lingyun did not touch his belongings, nor did he touch the martial arts cheats on the bookshelf.

just took a biography of an ancient text that seemed worthless to him.

So the highly tense nerves could finally relax and breathe a heavy sigh of relief.

He was shallow in his knowledge, and he didn't even know a word of that old book, and he kept it on the shabby bookshelves filled there.

When he saw Mu Lingyun wandering around the herb area, he suddenly became nervous again.

There were several kinds of quenching herbs that he often used, and they were very expensive in the market.

Mu Lingyun just glanced at those herbs and shifted his gaze.

A pile of dried Ganoderma lucidum scattered on the ground caught his attention.

Ganoderma lucidum dries up, which is the loss of a large amount of medicinal effect.

In the eyes of the master of Pang Zhai, those are all chicken ribs-like waste materials, and they usually take out a little bit and reward the little thieves in the cottage, which can be regarded as making the best use of things.

In Mu Lingyun's eyes, these Ganoderma lucidums that seemed to have lost their value were very different.

Because he found that several Ganoderma lucidums that were pressed under the bottom actually appeared with a trace of pale golden lines.

"Could it be the golden thread mushroom, this kind of Ganoderma lucidum is a rare medicinal material that has been extinct for a long time, and this little luck is really against the sky. Mu Lingyun stared at the pile of dried Ganoderma lucidum and smirked.

The original owner of this physical body, although his cultivation is very weak, he has a hobby, that is, he is well-read, and he especially likes to read some strange miscellaneous records, such as extinct medicinal materials, lost exercises, Longyang secret scriptures, and so on.

According to the description in the miscellaneous records, the golden thread is not bright on the surface, and it looks dry, but in fact it is only the color of his skin, and when the epidermis is uncovered, the fresh and tender inside can pinch out the water.

Of course, the ability of this rare herb to lock in water is very strong, and it can minimize the loss of medicinal effect.

"Master Pang Zhai, I don't know when you collected these lingzhi. Mu Lingyun asked curiously.

"Those broken things have been piled up there for about three or five years, and when I picked a few of them, I also damaged several brothers. ”

"There are fresh ones over there, and the dry ones are only put here, if Young Master Mu is interested in Lingzhi, those fresh Lingzhi that have just been picked not long ago can be taken, and they can be regarded as old and filial piety to Young Master Mu. Master Pang Zhai said very politely.

"Oh, I see, this Pang Zhai master must treat the golden thread mushroom as a dried waste mushroom, and pile it there, for three or five years, for the precious medicinal materials, the passage of medicinal power should be very little. Mu Lingyun said to himself.

Mu Lingyun didn't say a word, he casually threw aside the ordinary dried Ganoderma lucidum that the other party had on it, and found a full seven or eight golden thread mushrooms.

Pour out the leather bag containing white fungus, black lettuce and other medicinal herbs, and specially hold the eight golden thread mushrooms.

When Lord Pang Zhai saw this scene, tears of excitement swirled in his eyes.

"Good man, really good man, Young Master Mu is really the embodiment of benevolence and righteousness. Master Pang Zhai said excitedly.

There's the last area, which is the area where blades are kept.

In that area, there were more than a dozen weapons scattered all over the place. At the top are several brand-new weapons with silver flashes, including the Biyue Sword, the Qingfeng Sword, the Parting Hook, the Plum Blossom Hammer, etc.

The second row has the most weapons, most of which are some long weapons, such as the Zhangba snake spear, the Qinglong Yanyue knife, the hundred birds and the phoenix spear, the Bagua Xuanhua axe, the Tianya Mingyue knife, and other half-new and half-old weapons.

The third row has the least number of weapons, most of them are some old weapons, basically rusty, and they have been left there like this for I don't know how many years.

Mu Lingyun's eyes lit up, and he found a long-handled hammer, rusty, and its appearance was not good, judging from the appearance alone, it seemed to be quite similar to a lost famous weapon in the miscellaneous records, the weapon was called Haotian Hammer, and it had the power of opening mountains and gravel.

"Master Pang Zhai, what is the origin of that hammer. Mu Lingyun asked.

The master of Pang Zhai was bound by ropes, and his movement was inconvenient, so he could only lie on the ground like an insect and crawl slowly.

After a few breaths, the master of Pang Zhai panted and crawled to the area where the weapons were held.

"That weapon is an ordinary long-handled hammer, which I picked up in a secret cave in this Jiming Mountain, and at that time, the old man was still playing with it for a while. ”

"Since the old man mainly practices horizontal boxing, and has not yet set foot in the weapon, he has been placed here for nearly five or six years, and the embroidery you see is about to be scrapped. ”

"Young Master Mu, you see how sharp and delicate the Qingfeng sword above is, and it is old and not good at weapons, so I will give it to Young Master Mu and talk about it. Master Pang Zhai lay on the ground, twisted his head and said sincerely.

"No, Ben Shao is only interested in this ordinary sledgehammer. Mu Lingyun waved his hand and declined the kindness of the Pang Zhai master.

Pick up a piece of broken linen, simply clean up the rust on the surface of the Hammer, find some discarded strips of cloth, wrap the Hammer, and carry it on your shoulder.

Mu Lingyun's body trembled, and he almost fell, but fortunately, he gritted his teeth and resisted, this hammer was not ordinarily heavy.

"Okay, Master Pang Zhai, Ben Shao said goodbye. Mu Lingyun picked up the Haotian Hammer and walked towards the master of Pang Zhai.

"What about the good people, the good people who came from the tenth generation, the valuable things have not been touched, but they just helped the cottage clean up the broken copper and iron, touched, the old man has been a thief for decades, and he has met the first good person. Master Pang Zhai had tears in his eyes and said gratefully.

"Hey, wake up, Master Pang Zhai. Mu Lingyun touched Master Pang Zhai with his toes.

At this time, Pang Zhai's tears rained down, and he seemed to have lost his mind.

People are good at the beginning, and when they think back then, this Pang Zhai master was also a chivalrous thief who robbed the rich and helped the poor.

However, over the past many years, they have degenerated into the rats who are beaten by everyone and robbed houses, which contains many unknown sad pasts.

Lord Pang Zhai was immersed in old things and couldn't extricate himself, but he was awakened by Mu Lingyun.

"I don't know what important things Young Master Mu has, he wants to entrust it to the old man, and the old man will definitely go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire. Master Pang Zhai said sincerely.

"Actually, Ben Shao wants to give you a gift, didn't the master of Pang Zhai give Ben Shao a gift just now, how can Ben Shao take it for nothing, and the gift is still exchanged. Mu Lingyun said with a malicious smile.

"What, the garbage cleaning fee, the old man hasn't given it to you, Young Master Mu, and you have to give the old man a gift, how can you let the old man repay it, and he can't pay it off in the next life." Master Pang Zhai said with emotion.

Suddenly, his face turned pale and he suddenly remembered something, and a sharp pain hit his heart, and his dantian was actually abolished by Mu Lingyun.

"The master of Pang Zhai is so forgetful, didn't the owner of the village just send Ben Shao a pig cage, Ben Shao wasted your dantian, just to return the courtesy, it is not a good thing to be an ordinary person, you are going around harming people, farewell. ”

Mu Lingyun put down a sentence and swaggered away, leaving behind the stunned and painful Pang Zhai Master.

Mu Lingyun burned down the Juyi Hall, dismissed the bandits, and came to wait at the foot of Jiming Mountain.

After a while, Qiu Xiang came with a decadent face.

"That damn Hu Banxian actually ran away by boat, and the slave and maid chased after him for a long time, and was blocked by a cliff, and saw that the boat was going farther and farther, and finally disappeared completely. Qiu Xiang said angrily.

"Okay, that Hu Banxian's fate should not be extinguished, let him go. Come on, this cloth bag will be held by Ben Shao, and we will go home. Mu Lingyun said disappreciatively, not taking this matter to heart at all.

"Young master, why did you take some garbage. Qiu Xiang said depressedly.

"No, this is a baby, let's go, I'll explain it to you later. Mu Lingyun patted the dust on his buttocks, picked up the Haotian Hammer and walked in the direction of the shogunate.