Chapter 611: Slashing the Saint
Zheng!
A crisp sword roar sounded, the fire was released, and there seemed to be a phoenix born in front of Zhang Mu, rushing to the sky, the law of the sun was cut out, and the sword light flashed, and the law of the earth that came down was all cut off.
What was cut off was the suppressive power emitted by the Zhenshen Seal, and the fire shone for three thousand meters, blocking most of the law of the earth for a while.
"Great Sage!"
The astonishing scene made the sage's pupils contract, and he exclaimed in surprise, looking at the Sun Holy Sword held by Zhang Mu with fear, his eyes flickered, and he said: "No, it has not reached the level of a great saint soldier, it is a third-grade holy soldier!" ”
He showed greed and jealousy, even if his Zhenshen Seal was only a second-grade holy soldier, he was still a third-grade holy soldier of their clan, and this little emperor realm actually had a better third-grade holy soldier!
"How can you have such a precious holy soldier, he is not something you are qualified to have, hand it over, this saint can exert its power!"
The killing intent in the sage's eyes became more and more intense, staring at the Zhenshen Seal to kill and snatch the three-grade holy soldier who opened the curtain.
"You all know it's a third-grade holy soldier, do you think you can snatch it?"
Zhang Mu sneered, the emperor can urge low-level holy soldiers, just like the emperor can refine the three-grade holy pill, and this sun holy sword is his natal weapon, which is in line with his attributes, even if he can't exert his full power, it will be stronger than other emperors to exert good power.
If it weren't for the fear of causing trouble by sacrificing the sword array, this beginner-level sage in front of him would be completely sure that he would use the Taiji Sword Array to kill him!
"Die!"
This mysterious sage's voice was low, his eyes were like ice caves, staring indifferently at Zhang Mu, containing endless killing power, and with a direct wave of the Zhenshen Seal, the Holy Seal with the power of the law was pressed towards Zhang Mu.
The newly restored void collapsed again, and the terrifying coercion raged like an ocean, with the momentum of crushing everything, condensed the lines of law in the void, forming a network of order, and turning into a tangible force of law!
Boom, the void trembled, and the law of the earth was so rich that it turned into a thousand feet of yellow light and fell.
"You're so confident!"
In the face of such an attack, Zhang Mu was still calm, his eyes were shining, piercing through the void, and the true yuan in his body poured out like a tide.
With a bang, the Sun Holy Sword refined by the Phoenix Red Gold in his hand shone brightly, and in the midst of the flames, the power of the law rushed out, with a sharp edge and scorching heat, and slashed away with his sword.
A flame giant sword swung out with Zhang Mu's hand, and made contact with the yellow waterfall, making a snort, the sword light condensed but did not disperse, extremely sharp, and actually cut through the yellow waterfall.
The power of the law of the earth could not block the power of the law of the sun in the holy sword of the curtain, just like swinging the sword and cutting the water, the light flashed by, and the thousands of zhang law waterfall was actually divided in half.
Yes!
A miserable scream sounded, Zhang Mu's sword light actually penetrated the law of earth, slashing the sage inside, the law of earth intertwined around him was destroyed in an instant, and the sword light slashed across his body, even if he dodged quickly, he was still cut off by a hand.
The law of the sun in the sword light spreads, turning into scorching power, devouring the arm, and easily turning it into flying ashes.
The Sage appeared 10,000 meters away, looked at the sword in Zhang Mu's hand in horror, and screamed, "How is it possible! ”
He was careless, he didn't expect Zhang Mu's holy sword to be so powerful that it would cut through his defenses and hurt him in one fell swoop.
It's too big, even the guys are wearing special clothes, and many of the people who come and go are brocade clothes and ribbons, and their identities are extraordinary.
Even the doctors, there are several, and the medicinal materials are even more dazzling, and Ye Mu is dazzled.
"Are you seeing a doctor or?"
A young square-faced guy was a little impatient when he saw Ye Mudong looking around.
Especially when he saw Ye Mu dressed shabbyly, he felt a little disdainful in his heart: "If it's okay, don't stop here, there are still many people to see a doctor!"
"Ahem, I'm here to sell herbs, your store should accept it, right?" Ye Mu pretended not to see his face, and calmly explained his intention.
The guy looked Ye Mu up and down, seeing that his hands were empty, and couldn't help sneering: "Selling medicine, why didn't I see that you have medicine on you?"
"Here!"
Ye Mu carefully took out a red herb from his arms, like blood watering.
"What kind of herb is this? I've never seen it, so come and let the shopkeeper take a look! The square-faced guy couldn't get it for sure, but he also believed Ye Mu's words.
Following the guy, Ye Mu came to a separate counter, and an old man with a snow-white beard was sitting on a wooden chair, looking at an account book in his hand. Next to him, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man lowered his head and was sorting out the herbs on the counter.
"Shopkeeper, there are medicine pickers!" The square-faced guy whispered.
The white-bearded old man raised his eyelids and glanced at Ye Mu casually, when he saw the thing in his hand, a glimmer of light flashed in the old man's eyes, he put down the ledger and stood up, a little surprised: "Blood Spirit Grass, little brother good luck."
"Old gentleman, how much do you think this blood spirit grass can sell?" Ye Mu smiled and blocked the herbs on the counter.
The white-bearded old man glanced at it a few times, groaned slightly, and said, "You are a fifty-year-old blood spirit grass, but one leaf is missing, and the medicinal properties are a little lost, ten taels of silver, how about it?"
This price is a bit low, but Ye Mu knows that it is normal for him to be lowered when he first arrives, but he still tried: "Old man, the blood spirit grass is rare, I think other pharmacies are happy to accept it."
The white-bearded old man showed surprise, he didn't expect this half-grown young man to dare to bargain with him, his grandson was so old, but he didn't even know how to wear clothes.
"In this way, I will give you fifteen taels at most, and no more."
"Deal!" Ye Mu knew the advance and retreat, and agreed on the spot.
Soon, Ye Mu had an extra bag of silver in his hand. The white-bearded old man smiled kindly: "Little brother can find the Blood Spirit Grass, it can be seen that he has some skills, if he has any medicinal materials in the future, he can come to our store, and he guarantees that he is not lower than the others."
Ye Mu nodded, picked up the silver, and walked out of the pharmacy.
He went to the garment shop and bought two sets of nice clothes, and after changing them, he finally looked a little human, and went to the inn to have a good meal.
The next day, Ye Mu habitually got up early, opened the window, and the fresh air came to his face.
"There is a little snake here, and I am not short of money for the time being, and now I have two paths, one is to go to a private school and participate in the imperial examination to become an official, and the other is to go to a martial arts hall to practice martial arts and become a martial artist."
Ye Mu smiled bitterly: "It's not easy to choose either, so let's try them for the time being."
On the same day, Ye Mu spent five taels of silver, reported to a private school and a martial arts hall, went to each for three days a week, and spent the remaining day collecting medicine to make money.
Six days later, Ye Mu entered the mountains and asked the little snake to help him find the precious herbs.
He followed and soon found a wild ginseng.
On this day, Ye Mu was full of harvest and returned with joy.
(End of chapter)