"No, no, I already have a master, and I can't worship you as a teacher anymore. Mu Yu said without hesitation.

If Mu Yu's resolute attitude was known to the rest of the cultivation realm, he would definitely point at Mu Yu and scold him for being shameless! How many people lined up to worship Dead Wood as a teacher! This kid was good, and he refused directly.

It's a pity that they don't know who Mu Yu's master is, and if they knew the relationship between the true gods of the Triple Continent and Mu Yu, they wouldn't think so. Even though the cultivation of the deadwood is unfathomable, how can the true gods of the Triple Continent be compared to the deadwood?

"Who is your master? I'll kill him so you can worship me as your teacher." Deadwood said angrily. He was not happy to accept an apprentice by himself, which made him quite angry.

"Although I know that I am talented and intelligent, and many people rush to be my master, but what, it's not good to fight and kill, right? It is estimated that no one will believe it, who would believe that his master was the true god of the Triple Continent back then?

Deadwood looked at Mu Yu, as if he was thinking about something, his anger had not subsided. After a while, he frowned and said, "Your swordsmanship is very similar to a person, your master is Sword Shadow Dust!"

Mu Yu was taken aback, Damn! Dare to love this old man still knows his master? Feng Haochen had beaten his reputation out at the beginning, making it known to the world, and when he became famous, interpersonal relationships were very complicated, and Mu Yu didn't know whether the old man in front of him was an enemy or a friend!

Mu Yu said: "That senior, how can you say that I am the descendant of the true god based on swordsmanship alone? This is not good? Besides, the true god is such a great person, handsome and dashing Yushu Linfeng, although he is a little similar to me, but ......"

"His name is Feng Haochen now, isn't he?" Deadwood interrupted Mu Yu.

Mu Yu was really frightened at this moment, few people knew about the fact that the true god was living in seclusion in the Moyun Mountains, and even the people of the Eight Gates basically didn't know, and the Ghost Gate knew about it even because it was leaked out because of Tian Ran, how did this dead wood evergreen know?

Last time, the people of the Ghost Gate were ready to attack Feng Haochen because they knew about it, wouldn't it be dangerous if Deadwood Changqing also had this kind of thought?

"That's really a great joy for everyone, you and my master are old friends, right?did you meet by drinking, or did you meet by sword?" Mu Yu said with a grin, he tried the good side first.

"Enemies. "Deadwood Road.

Mu Yu's smile froze, what the hell is this! It turns out that he is still an enemy of his master, can he still be unlucky? The narrow road of the enemy let Mu Yu bump into him.

"Saying that there are many enemies, everyone is so old, and if there is anything unhappy, they can't withstand the years of trouble, right? Otherwise, you let me go back, and I will find the master and his old man to persuade and persuade me, how about everyone turning hostility into friendship?"

Mu Yu said with a grin, but secretly complained in his heart. Deadwood knows that Sword Shadow Dust Wind knows that he is the true god of the Triple Continent, but Deadwood does not shy away from saying the word enemy, and does not put the true god in his eyes at all, where can it be so simple to make enemies with the true god!

"I also know what he hasn't cultivated now, your master hasn't made much progress in the end, and he dares to let you out and bite people before he even reaches the Yuan Infant Period. Since he won't teach you, I'll teach you later. With that, Deadwood walked angrily towards his treehouse.

Mu Yu blinked, he thought that this old man would slap himself hard to get angry, but he didn't expect him to leave with these words, as if he didn't want to stay with Mu Yu for a moment.

"What do you mean by letting it out and biting someone? It's too hurtful for you to say that. Mu Yu rolled his eyes, he didn't dare to chase after him and question, he just waved his fist in the back.

Mu Yu didn't want to enter the tree house again, he jumped into the Heavenly Demon Tree with the dragon vine, and wanted to run out from the path last time, but unfortunately it didn't work, and it was forbidden to do so. He tried again in the direction of the valley, but still failed.

"Can you discuss letting me out?"

"No, you can't. ”

Mu Yu was inexplicably imprisoned in this valley, he stared at the Heavenly Demon Tree depressedly, the dead wood was in the Heavenly Demon Tree at the moment, and he didn't know what he was doing. He tried everything, but unfortunately Deadwood was not a vegetarian and basically blocked all the roads.

At night, Mu Yu was lying on the bridge and slept soundly, his sleeve was forcibly opened by dead wood, and the things that Mu Yu grabbed were taken back, but fortunately, the quilt was still there. Mu Yu slept soundly with the quilt and Long Teng and Xiao Shuai.

Early the next morning, he was picked up by Deadwood Changqing, who was not very happy to see Mu Yu using his quilt.

"Put, "Poison Sutra", memorize. Deadwood Changqing said stiffly.

"Can I go out after I have memorized it?"

Mu Yu took the thick book of "The Book of Poison", which was hundreds of pages! It was all the experience of Dead Wood Changqing in refining poison, I really don't know how idle Dead Wood Changqing was to write such a thick book. A cultivator does not mean that everyone will never forget it, so much he has to memorize until the Year of the Monkey to remember.

"No, you can't. Deadwood said succinctly.

"Then I won't carry it. Mu Yu handed the Poison Sutra to Deadwood.

The dead wood didn't pick it up, he just glanced at the dragon vine coiled on the bridge, and said, "Don't carry it, dragon vine, refining medicine." ”

"Why don't we grieve the big earthworm?" said Xiao Shuai.

Mu Yu held his chin, of course he couldn't accept this proposal, no matter what Long Teng said, he would share the hardships with him, he would not cross the river and tear down the bridge.

"Big rat, why don't you go to refine the medicine!" Long Teng yelled at Xiao Shuai.

"You're bigger, and you've refined more medicine. Xiao Shuai said.

Mu Yu shook his head and said pitifully, "Is it okay for me to read it every day?"

"Read, and, memorize. Deadwood said unquestioningly.

Familiar with reading and reciting, I don't know how many people have a pain in their hearts with these five dry words, a lot of words to memorize, what's the use!

However, Mu Yu was unable to resist, so every day Mu Yu's reluctant and lifeless reading voice echoed throughout the valley.

"Tiger vine, pharmacology: ...... I really don't want to memorize it...... Efficacy: Rejuvenates men...... Hey, that's not bad...... Three taels can kill people...... Opportunities and risks coexist!"

Mu Yu recited for several days to relieve himself, in order to make the dry text less monotonous, he had to add his own unique "opinion" to each herb, and he suddenly understood why Cai Lie scribbled on the book, such a boring book made Mu Yu also want to doodle the hand-drawn herbal illustrations on the book into a person's image.

He secretly used the carved dansha as paint, and deliberately redrew the illustration of the chapter on the introduction of dragon vines in the "Poison Sutra".

"Look, that old green-haired man has painted you like a big earthworm. Xiao Shuai pointed to the dragon vine on the "Poison Sutra" and sneered.

Long Teng glared at the big eyes of the copper bell and let out a low roar, signaling Mu Yu to hurry up and make changes.

"Don't worry, don't worry, the old man didn't learn to paint seriously when he was a child, his painting skills are too poor, I am called a little prodigy. Mu Yu worked hard to smear the original painting, using various dansha, and measured the size of the dragon vine, which was reduced proportionally.

"Ahh

"Nonsense, this painting truly restores the four feet of the dragon vine, you see the dragon whiskers ......" Mu Yu pointed to the dragon whiskers painted like hemp rope, decided not to comment, and continued: "There are also those two horns ......" The two horns on the painting were not coordinated, and he shook his hand halfway and bent it, and he was a little embarrassed to continue.

"You, you, doing, what. ”

"Draw!" Mu Yu picked up the branch and was about to revise it again, but he immediately realized that something was wrong, the dead wood was actually here! Before he could explain, the whole person had been hung upside down in mid-air, swinging in the air.

"Put me down. Mu Yu shouted.

Deadwood's eyes were almost bursting with fire, and he flipped through the Poison Sutra to find that many pages were stuffed with ugly graffiti, and even saw a page with his portrait drawn on it, drawing him with crooked eyes and nose.

"That's all my brainchild, bastard, are you looking for death?" Deadwood Heart was almost dripping blood, and he stopped stammering, indicating that he was angry.

"Just put away your hard work, why do you have to let me memorize it!" Mu Yu protested.

"I don't know what to do!"

Deadwood was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him, if this "Poison Sutra" spread to the cultivation realm, it would be a treasure that would cause many people to fight and fight, this little bastard was so bad!

Long Teng had already run far away, for fear of being refined by the angry dead wood, Xiao Shuai worked hard to get out of the gap between Long Teng's teeth.

Deadwood's chest couldn't help but rise and fall, and said, "If it were someone else, I would have killed him a long time ago, and you kid would be cheap and good!"

Mu Yu stopped talking, he really felt that he was a little excessive, and said, "Senior, but rote memorization can't make a great talent!"

Deadwood looked at Mu Yu, as if he remembered something, and said, "So many people come in to worship me as a teacher, I can't even look down on me, do you know why you were chosen alone?"

"Because I'm handsome?" Xiao Shuai interjected.

Deadwood glanced at Xiao Shuai, Xiao Shuai hurriedly re-burrowed back into Long Teng's mouth, and Long Teng took a sip and spit Xiao Shuai out.

"Because I'm your enemy's apprentice, right?" Mu Yu didn't struggle, he was hung upside down in the air and couldn't come down, so he had to accept his fate, and said, "Do you want to plot against the enemy......'s apprentice?"

"Because you want to save you, Sword Shadow Dust. Deadwood stared at Mu Yu.

Mu Yu stopped and looked at the dead wood, he really wanted to save his master, but how did he know about this dead wood?

"I know more than you think, you want to save him, only I can help you. Deadwood's face was very unpleasant, and he said this with a hint of disgust, as if he had insulted his personality by making this decision.

"Why do you want to save my master?" Mu Yu asked puzzled.

"To be honest, I would love to kill him, but he can't die, there's one thing he needs to do. Deadwood clenched his fists.

"Is it Yumon's business?" asked Mu Yu.

"It's none of Youmeng's business, in short, if you want to save your master, you have to follow my arrangement. If you don't want to, you can leave now. With a wave of his hand, Wood Feather fell, and he turned and went back to his treehouse.

Mu Yu fell to the ground, he soared directly into the air, and found that the ban on the valley had been lifted, and he came outside the valley, Long Teng and Xiao Shuai also followed, and he didn't understand why Deadwood suddenly became so good at talking.

But Mu Yu hesitated, and Deadwood said that Feng Haochen was his enemy, so why did he save an enemy again?