"Mu Yunping, what are you going to do?"

Chen Dasheng hurriedly glared and asked, isn't this girl confused by ghosts?

Mu Yunping was stunned for a moment, stopped, and asked tentatively, "Are you Chen Dasheng or a ghost?" ”

Of course I'm Chen Dasheng!

Chen Dasheng stroked his forehead, a little speechless.

Mu Yunping felt it here, it was indeed not the breath of a powerful ghost, smiled embarrassedly, and put the dagger away.

Chen Dasheng somewhat understood, Mu Yunping didn't take a magic weapon, but came out with a dagger, probably thinking that he was controlled by a powerful ghost and wanted to destroy his body.

The more Chen Dasheng thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was correct, and looked at the dagger that Mu Yunping had carried behind him with some unkindness.

Mu Yunping knew that he was seen through by Chen Dasheng, so he simply admitted generously: "You don't have to look at me, if your body is taken away by a powerful ghost, I can only kill you and force her to show up, not to mention you, if I am anyone, I will do it." ”

"By the way, what about the ghost?"

Chen Dasheng was completely speechless, and he had no intention of complaining about Mu Yunping, and said indifferently: "I ate it." ”

Then he rescued the unconscious Qianyuan Daoist and others.

Those little ghosts who were curled up in the corner of the wall, they couldn't feel the breath of the ghosts, and suddenly began to stir, one of the little ghosts hesitated, as if he felt that Chen Dasheng was not easy to mess with, and turned around and pounced on a Wudang disciple.

Chen Dasheng is very angry here, during the practice just now, these little ghosts made trouble, and he couldn't spare his hands to clean up, but now it's different.

Originally, I wanted to let these little ghosts have a way out and bring them back to Wudang Mountain to do a magic thing.

At this time, the heart of transcendence is gone, and a hand is in one hand, and a talisman is pulled out.

When those imps touched these talismans, they immediately rose into green smoke like boiling water and dissolved into invisibility.

Bite! Bite! Bite!

There was a constant noise in the system, and when the twenty imps were eliminated, two more lit stars appeared in the taskbar.

Mu Yunping was indifferent to all this, in her eyes, there could be no ghosts in this world.

"I'll help you."

Mu Yunping saw that Chen Dasheng had started to treat the unconscious people again, and he also stepped forward to help.

Chen Dasheng didn't want to pay attention to her a little, especially when he thought of her holding a dagger. After thinking about it, he thought that Mu Yunping had finally helped him in the funeral home, and finally nodded.

There was no interference, and everyone was quickly rescued and woke up. Li Dan was also reinstated.

After everything was done, Chen Dasheng opened the door.

"How?"

The Fa-rectification Daoist was the first to step forward and ask eagerly questions.

The room was surrounded by talismans pasted by Chen Dasheng, and these talismans formed a tiny barrier, and the sound could not be penetrated at all, so that the Fa Dao people and others had no idea what was happening in the room.

"I woke up, but my body was very weak and needed to recuperate for a while."

The next day, after discussion, everyone unanimously decided to go back to Wudang Mountain to recuperate.

After all the procedures for discharge from the hospital were completed, a few cars were called, and everyone began to prepare to return to Wudang Mountain.

The strange thing is that Mu Yunping has no intention of leaving at all.

"Could it be that you also plan to go to our True Martial Arts Temple to become a Taoist?"

Looking at Mu Yunping, who was also about to get into the car, Chen Dasheng asked jokingly.

Mu Yunping rolled his eyes: "I have been studying in Maoshan for ten years, and I am half a Taoist priest." ”

Mu Yunping sat next to Chen Dasheng: "Don't pretend to be confused, you should know very well the purpose of my trip to Wudang Mountain, when I lose my magic weapon, I will leave." ”

Mu Yunping said, took out the broken peachwood sword from his bag, and handed it to Chen Dasheng.

This chick is not only ruthless, she almost stabbed herself with a dagger, but she is also stingy, isn't it just a peachwood sword? There are so many peach trees in Wudang Mountain, go back and cut a few for her.

"Okay, I'll compensate you when I go back."

Seeing that Chen Dasheng said easily, Mu Yunping glared at Chen Dasheng a few times, and added a sentence uneasily: "You are not allowed to repay the debt!" ”

"Isn't it just a peachwood sword? How many do you want? ”

Chen Dasheng looked disdainful.

Mu Yunping snorted, he was about to get angry, thinking of Chen Dasheng's unbelievable cultivation, maybe this person really has a lot of magic weapons, this is even more to go to Wudang Mountain to see, and when the time comes, you must choose a good one.

Back to Wudang Mountain, after settling down a few people from Qianyuan Dao, it was already dark.

When he was young, he also went to Maoshan Mountain, Longhu Mountain, and other holy places where Taoism is said to be in search of Taoism, but unfortunately he found nothing.

Now that I see the heirs of Maoshan, my words and deeds unconsciously reveal respect.

He even personally arranged for someone to vacate a clean room for Mu Yunping.

Wang Fatzi was even more attentive, dragging his frightened and weak body, running back and forth, serving tea and pouring water for Mu Yunping, accompanied by an obscene smiling face everywhere.

It's a pity that Mu Yunping obviously doesn't feel for him, and he looks like he doesn't want to answer.

The fat man was not angry, but more attentive.

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Chen Dasheng got up and went to the back mountain.

What he has experienced in the past few days is that he also feels tired, and he fell asleep very early last night.

The reason for getting up early, in addition to avoiding morning classes, is to find a suitable peach tree and sharpen a peach sword for Mu Yunping.

The morning class was originally presided over by the head of the Zhengyi Sect, but now the head of the morning class is injured, and the morning class was arranged by the Zhengfa Taoist to be presided over by a disciple of Wudang Mountain, which made Chen Dasheng feel that even if he skipped class, it didn't matter.

There is a peach forest in the back mountain, it is said that it was planted by the famous Taoist Chang Yue Zhenren during the Qing Dynasty, Yu has been more than 200 years now, and fully meets the requirements of making peach swords.

Chen Dasheng still knows some of the material requirements for making peach swords, at least more than 100 years of peach wood.

Chen Dasheng was not in a hurry, he first found a big stone to sit down, and practiced breathing for a while in front of the rising sun, and then stood up and looked at the peach forest.

He thinks that Mu Yunping's chick is a little pretty, but she is stingy and not very easy to speak, and if you have to make yourself lose a peachwood sword, then find a better peach tree, sharpen a beautiful peachwood sword, and strive to make Mu Yunping have nothing to say.

Thinking of this, Chen Dasheng took out the peach wood sword that Mu Yunping had broken.

He must first look at the specifications and sizes, and do a good job of knowing them.

Just looking at it, Chen Dasheng was short of breath and his face was ugly.

This peachwood sword is difficult!

He picked up Zhuge Bondage's peachwood sword, and also used it, Mu Yunping's was even more broken in his hand, at that time, he had not looked carefully, and now he looked carefully, only to see that the peachwood sword was carved with complex runes, and the hilt of the sword was carved with a lifelike flying phoenix.

If that's all there is to it, drawing talismans is not a difficult task for him. It's just that with his eyes, it is obvious that this peachwood sword is extraordinary.

Presumably, the production of this peachwood sword has to add other things, and it can't be as simple as just carving runes.

Thinking of Ishihara's fierce punch after the mutation, he couldn't interrupt Zhuge Bondage's peachwood sword, and the hardness of the peachwood sword can be seen.

And Mu Yunping's peachwood sword and Zhuge Bondage Wind's are both from Maoshan Mountain, and their quality will inevitably not be weaker than Zhuge Bondage's.

Thinking of this, Chen Dasheng picked up the Jiuyang Divine Skill and flicked his fingers at the peach wood sword in his hand.

A crisp, steel-like sound came out, and the peachwood sword in his hand was intact under the flick of Chen Dasheng's blessing of the Jiuyang Divine Skill.

This moved Chen Dasheng, although his finger played casually, but it was steel, and I believe that it could also pop a hole.

At the beginning of the battle with Watanabe Shuichi, the reason why it took six palms to break Watanabe Shuichi's katana was because Watanabe Shuichi's katana was blessed by his own internal strength.

If there is no blessing of internal strength, the katana believes that it can be broken with a single palm.

Chen Dasheng bent his fingers again, this time he unreservedly exerted his internal strength to ten percent, and then flicked it on the peachwood sword again.

A sound that was clearer than just now sounded, and the mountain roared valley, and the peachwood sword was still intact.

Chen Dasheng's brain was sweating, and he felt that he couldn't make this kind of peach wood sword.

"Damn, I don't know what breed that mutated ghost is, and such a hard thing can be bitten off?"