Daxi, Wan'ancheng, Lengfu

In the study, Mu Shaoai and Leng Yu sat opposite each other, the delicate and small incense burner on the table was filled with bursts of aroma, and the smoke was swirling, not only did not make people feel bored and depressed, but it was quite pleasant.

"This fragrance is good, unheard of, it was made by Your Excellency himself." Mu Shaoai sniffed the aroma lightly and exclaimed.

"It's just a small goss, but it makes Mr. Mu smile." Leng Yu said modestly with a smile, but the happy look on his face couldn't be hidden, after all, his ability was recognized, no matter from which point of view, it was worth being happy.

"Huh? This is? Mu Shaoai watched Leng Yu take out a scroll from a box, and from time to time there was a mark on it, which seemed to be sealed with a special technique.

"Everything Mr. Mu wants to know is in it." But seeing Leng Yu holding the scroll in his right hand, he pinched out a few handprints in his left hand, and suddenly the imprint on the scroll became clear and hot, "Originally, Leng thought that this scroll would be accompanied by Leng Mou's death in the loess, but I didn't expect that Hui'er told me about the village when she returned home, and I knew at that time that Mr. would come to me sooner or later......"

"Huh?" Mu Shaoai sensed that Leng Yu's originally thin and ordinary body was actually emerging at this moment, and even Leng Yu's strength was rising, which made Mu Shaoai a little stunned.

"That's not right!" At the same time, Mu Shaoai also felt that the inner yuan on Leng Yu's body began to be mixed with the aura of riot and rage, and Leng Yu's whole person's martial arts also looked a little messy, and even his eyes were quite different from before.

"Hirakawa Dinghai!" Mu Shaoai saw that the situation was not right, Zhenyuan was full, condensed between his fingers, and tapped Leng Yu's eyebrows, and a strange force poured into Leng Yu's eyebrows, and his originally somewhat tyrannical eyes also became clear.

Odd...... Mu Shaoai sensed Leng Yu's body, but found that in Leng Yu's dantian qi sea, there was a seal that seemed to be sealing something, and now the seal was broken, and an indescribable evil aura was raging in Leng Yu's body along the broken place.

"Sir, please suppress this evil breath for me first, it doesn't take too much, ten breaths is enough." Holding the seal in his left hand, but it was always difficult to form, Leng Yu frowned and said to Mu Shaoai.

"Okay." Mu Shaoai mentioned it again, Haoran Zhenyuan poured into Leng Yu's body, forcibly stripped Leng Yu Zhenyuan of the evil breath, and then turned it down, and the severe pain made Leng Yu's forehead drip beads of sweat the size of soybeans, biting and not being able to say a word.

But seeing that the time of ten breaths was fleeting, the magic seal in Leng Yu's hand took shape, and it immediately fell on the scroll, and the original magic seal on the scroll collapsed.

Almost at the same time, the original huge amount in Leng Yu's body receded like a tide, Leng Yu's whole person looked a little older, and his body did not exist in his body, and Leng Yu at this moment still looked like the thin healer who was powerless.

"Thank you, sir." Leng Yu smiled, and said with a somewhat reluctant smile.

"It's easy to say, but it makes me curious, although the true yuan in your body is not called Haoran authentic, but it is not an evil demon, why there is an evil source in the body, and it is even almost like being born with it."

Listening to Mu Shaoai's question, Leng Yu smiled, propped up his body, and slowly spread out the scroll in his hand, "Regarding Mr.'s question, there are answers in this scroll, please listen carefully......

Daxi, Wan'ancheng, Jing'an Hou Mansion

On the stage, the prince in white and King Kong in blue robes, fists and legs come and go, and between the staggered moves, the two have fought to the point of forgetting themselves.

"Although there is a gap in the foundation, Mu Yu does not fight with the foundation between them, which is good." Yin Chunqiu looked at the two people fighting on the stage and commented.

"The Buddha Vajra Sword of the Silent Transformation has become more and more refined, and it is difficult to say whether this victory or defeat is down." The Zen fairy Xue Yin on the side also said.

"Ha, it's just a competition, what is the difference between victory and defeat, pay attention to it." Chong Yin Wuwei chuckled, picked up the tea cup on the stone table next to him, and took a sip.

Just as Chong Yin said nothing, the two people on the field knew that this martial arts battle was nearing the end of victory, and they didn't dare to be careless, and they became more and more cautious between shots.

Silence God Transformation True Yuan poured into the whole body, King Kong's incorruptible body is forward, between the fists and palms, it seems to be faintly carrying the sound of wind and thunder breaking through the sky, just as the King Kong Protector is in the mortal dust, step by step, although Mu Yu is moving in every way, but it is difficult to avoid the power of King Kong, and the embarrassment has been shown between the shots, and even a thick palm fell on the body of the Silent God Change, it was actually a King Kong Law that shocked out, which made Mu Yu feel in a trance.

"Moo!" Taking advantage of this opportunity, the silent god turned into a tiger's eyes, and then punched, Mu Yu also responded with a fist, but the two fists were handed over, and the powerful force forced Mu Yu back a few steps again, and even stepped deeper than before with each step back.

This is against the sky...... Mu Yu glanced at the silent light that was exuding brilliant Buddha light all over his body at this moment, and complained to himself, obviously it looks average in the play, should it be so fierce.

Of course, he didn't know what Mu Yu was complaining about at the moment, but he saw the Buddha's dazzling light, "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!" The Buddha's horn sounded, and the sword of Buddha Huadun turned into a vajra demon protector, without reservation, and slashed straight down towards Mu Yu.

But seeing Mu Yu's hands folded, the swastika mark emerged, and the secret style of Zen Buddhism in the Suffering Realm was lucky, "Great Brahma Holy Palm!" ”

"Humph! Monkey business! Yin Chunqiu looked at Mu Yu's moves, his eyebrows were angry, and "Dedication to the Heart" came out at the same time, "Dedication to the Heart, Kan Li!" ”

On and off the stage, the three of them made the same move, but when they saw the King Kong Sword slashing the swastika palm print falling straight down, the hidden spring and autumn style came out together, Mu Yu and the hidden spring and autumn suddenly changed their positions, and the secret style of Buddhism directly hit the Haoran Confucian seal.

"Nonsense!" Yin Chunqiu jumped off the martial arts platform, walked quickly to Mu Yu and shouted angrily: "The Great Brahma Holy Palm is a profound martial art of Buddhism, not for people who have a deep understanding of Buddhism, but it is empty from its own shape, if you dare to face the enemy like this on the battlefield, you are asking for your own death!" ”

"Confucian ......" Mu Yu was stunned, looked at the Confucian in front of him and sighed in his heart, Yin Chunqiu said, he didn't know, but he was unwilling, watching the characters who could only live in the story appear alive in front of his eyes, watching more and more characters being awakened, Mu Yu only felt that the burden on his back was getting heavier and heavier.

For that goal, the gods fought desperately and bloodily; Three hidden anger through the evil rain; Si Wujun is torn between the two immortal heroes of Baili Spring and Autumn and Xiahou Mo; Mu Shaoai also went deep into the dangerous place for a time. There are also reincarnation, butterfly king, and Gongsun Yue......

Everyone is working hard, but their growth is still too slow......

"You don't need to put too much pressure on yourself." At this moment, a hand put on Mu Yu's shoulder, and a word came into Mu Yu's ears like a clear spring, reaching his heart, it was Xue Yin.

Just when Zen Immortal Xue Yin wanted to say something more, he saw a cowering appearance in the eyes of everyone present, Mu Yu just wanted to say something, but at this moment, he ......

The voice like a cold spring came into his ears, "Master Mu, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you okay?" ”