Zhang Mu's true qi has been completely detached from the body, just like an arm, and can move flexibly outside the body.

This step, even with his more than seventy years of cultivation, can not be done, Zhang Mu is right, his cultivation of the Northern Spiritual Skill is indeed not comparable.

"Wu Yazi, the Northern Spiritual Skill you practiced was differentiated from the exercises I cultivated, and your master Xiaoyaozi is my senior brother, leaving your lineage inheritance outside back then."

Zhang Mu's face was not red and his heart was not beating: "So from the perspective of seniority, I am your uncle." This time I came down the mountain and heard about some things, so I came over to take a look, and by the way, I will help you. ”

This lie is said without changing his face, even if there is no cliff, he can't see a problem, he doesn't know everything about the master, combined with Zhang Mu's words and martial arts, he immediately believed it.

He felt that Zhang Mu was stronger than him, so why bother to deliberately deceive him with such a person.

Accepting this information, Wu Yazi didn't pay much attention to Zhang Mu's identity, but said a little excitedly: "You want to help the old man avenge?" ”

"You mean Ding Chunqiu, right?"

"Yes, this is the scoundrel."

"No problem, the master will not tolerate traitors, I will help you kill him."

Zhang Mu said lightly, and in the end, he said unceremoniously: "However, I have a request." ”

"Tell me." Although Wu Yazi was not called Uncle Zhang Mu, his tone was more respectful.

"You can also see that my cultivation is beyond the mundane and goes straight to the realm of immortality, so it requires a lot of savings, so I need your cultivation very much."

After hearing this, Wu Yazi smiled instead: "The old man was ready to pass on his skills to the contemporary masters, so that he could help the old man kill Ding Chunqiu, and now he has a better choice, so he naturally can't ask for it." ”

"Thank you, I will definitely help you complete what you have entrusted me!"

Zhang Mu said solemnly, not in a hurry to absorb the power, but said to Wu Yazi: "If I absorb your power, in your current state, you will definitely die immediately, what else do you want, you can say it, I can help you." ”

"No need, the old man's heart is dead, and he is very satisfied to see the outside world again, let's start."

Seeing that Wu Yazi was so crisp, Zhang Mu nodded, and with Wu Yazi's palm, with his cooperation, an internal force surged, far purer than the others before him.

The clothes on both of them fluttered, and because of the same source of martial arts, the transmission of martial arts was very smooth, and the loss in the middle was very low.

As the internal force disappeared, Wuyazi's hair gradually turned pale, and wrinkles began to appear on his face, and he soon aged several decades.

And the breath on Zhang Mu's body was even more powerful, and even floated slowly, making Su Xinghe grow his mouth.

When half a quarter of an hour passed, Zhang Mu's mind moved, and he took the initiative to withdraw his palm and slowly fell to the ground.

At this time, Wu Yazi was full of white hair and completely old, and he sighed: "Sure enough, it is the power of the same origin, such a subtle and miraculous exercise, I am afraid that there are really immortals in this world." ”

Zhang Mu affirmed: "The immortals you said do exist, but in this world, the vitality is thin and it is difficult to be born. ”

He understood that the immortals that Wu Yazi said were estimated to be the existence of flying in the air and immortality, and these really existed in the outside world or other high-level trial worlds, and there were quite a few of them.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that before the old man died, I would be able to meet you, Uncle Shi, and learn about another world."

Wu Yazi booed, admitting for the first time that Zhang Mu was his uncle.

His wrinkled face was satisfied, and his eyes were dim, like a light that could go out at any moment.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and took off the wrench on his hand with difficulty, "Uncle Shi, the position of the head of the Carefree Sect, I don't know if you can hold it, the old man doesn't want the inheritance to be cut off." ”

Zhang Mu pretended to be embarrassed, but still took it: "I won't leave recently, so I'll take the helm for the time being, and when I find someone with good qualifications, I will accept apprentices on your behalf and pass on the position of head again." ”

"Thank you ......"

Wu Yazi smiled serenely, tilted his head, and lost his breath.

"Master!" Su Xinghe knelt down in grief and cried in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Mu sighed slightly, Wu Yazi is also a generational figure, but unfortunately he is too indecisive, if he can be as romantic as Duan Yu, or as strong as him, how can he end up like this.

He didn't choose to save the other party, a person with a dead heart, a person who should have died, he wouldn't interfere too much.

"Drop, become the head of the free faction, and reward 6,000 virtual values."

"Drop, the main task is completed, the evaluation is medium, the reward is 20,000 virtual value, you can continue to improve or leave immediately."

The prompt sound in his ears made Zhang Mu slowly come back to his senses, due to the death of Wuyazi, the fate of Xuzhu was dispersed, and the fate of the three protagonists finally changed.

Just thinking that the evaluation of the main task was not high, he couldn't help but secretly communicate with Xu: "Could it be that I am too violent, so the evaluation is not very high?" ”

"The host's use of forceful means to interfere with Qiao Feng's fate is not too perfect, and the evaluation has been lowered."

Zhang Mu was a little helpless, he was really quick to cut through the mess when dealing with Qiao Feng's troubles, and he didn't want to play any tricks with those people.

He came back to his senses and said to the sad Su Xinghe Road: "Let your master be buried in the ground!" ”

"Yes, Uncle Ancestor." Su Xinghe said respectfully.

Helping to bury Wuyazi, Zhang Mu stayed for a few days, and after absorbing Wuyazi's internal force, he did not immediately return to the outside world, in addition to killing Ding Chunqiu, he also wanted to absorb some internal force and learn some martial arts.

At this time, the Yijin Sutra of the sub-task has not yet been obtained, and the Changchun Gong, Tianshan Liuyang Palm, and Tianshan Folding Plum Hands of the Joyful Sect are still very good kung fu, and he is not ready to miss it.

In this, the Yi Jin Jing can improve qualifications, strengthen muscles and bones, the immortal Changchun Gong can stay in the face, the Tianshan Six Yang Palms are suitable for his Yin and Yang dual qi, and the Tianshan Folding Plum Hands are suitable for close combat.

Even if you don't learn it, you can get these top-level martial arts skills, and you can transform some of them into virtual values, so why not.

In the Drum Mountain and Su Xinghe respectively, Zhang Mu went to the Tianshan Mountain, where it was the important place of the Xiaoyao faction, hiding a lot of martial arts, and more importantly, there was a Tianshan Tong Grandma.

Even if he doesn't absorb the other party's skills, he has to learn the Tianshan Six Yang Palms, Tianshan Folding Plum Hands, and Immortal Changchun Skills that he has mastered.

On this day, Zhang Mu had just eaten enough game and was about to continue his journey, when he suddenly heard the noise of gongs and drums under the mountain, a group of people walked by, and from time to time there were stars or something.

Zhang Mu listened carefully, a smile appeared on his face, and muttered: "Since you have met, you are unlucky!" ”

He was a little on the ground, his body seemed to have no weight, and he floated down the steep mountain, at most every ten zhang or so, and if he didn't look closely, he almost flew out of the mountain.

On the mountain road, a group of people from the Star Sect heard the whirring wind, and when they turned their heads to look, they were all so shocked that their mouths grew up, and they forgot to continue the original compliments.

In the middle of the team, Ding Chunqiu, who was originally being carried, opened his eyes strangely, and saw a snow-white shadow on the side, flying from the halfway up the mountain.