Tian Ran was in a coma all day and still didn't wake up, Mu Yu wanted to find someone to come over and take a look at the situation for Tian Ran, but Xiao Shuai said that she would wake up by herself and didn't have to worry too much. Mu Yu had no choice but to believe Xiao Shuai's words, he slept on the table for a night, and woke up from time to time in the middle of the night to see if Tian Ran was okay.

The next day, Mu Yu had already taken another window seat, and this time to avoid anyone coming to grab a seat, he chose a two-person table and continued his hearsay business.

Xiaoshuai always wants to eat chicken legs, and he is not too tired. Mu Yu gave it an idea and asked it to go around the kitchen and take what it liked. He knows Xiao Shuai's ability, this guy is very fast, and he won't be caught, as long as he is smart, don't eat in front of others when eating. As for the matter of the spirit stone, Mu Yu felt that it would be enough to give the shopkeeper more compensation when the time came.

Mu Yu likes to listen to those passing guests chatting, or watching all kinds of cultivators on the street, fortunately, Feng Haochen has told them a lot about the cultivation realm before, so that he doesn't go into the city like a hillbilly who doesn't understand that he doesn't understand that.

Mu Yu was listening to the two Jindan cultivators next door discussing the evil sect's certain ruffian son peeking at the Yaomen saintess taking a bath and being chased and killed all over the world with a sword, and the young master of the Tianxing Gate throwing flowers everywhere to provoke the grass people dare not speak out, and they also talked about the mysterious disappearance of a certain saint in the Hongchen Gate, and then talked about the matter of the famous post of Fuxian Island......

The respective gossip of the cultivation realm is very interesting in Mu Yu's opinion, the Triple Continent is not the kind of melancholy of the Moyun Mountains, it is vast, there are many masters, and magical things happen every day.

However, at this moment, the sound of quarrels and the shopkeeper's persuasion suddenly sounded at the door.

"Tu Hongxuan, don't be too much! Don't think I'm so easy to bully. A middle-aged man with a face full of anger glared at the young man in black in front of him.

"Haha!Chang Ming, did you want to forget it if you hurt me and the people of the God Destroying Valley?" Tu Hongxuanpi looked at Chang Ming with a smile.

"The two small shops are small, don't be angry!" the shopkeeper pleaded on the side, these two people are cultivators in the Yuan Infant Stage, and the shopkeeper can't afford to mess with them.

Mu Yu learned from other people's discussions that this God Destroying Valley and the Easy Sect are old enemies, and when they meet, they have to find something to do and find a few excuses to fight, trying to be happy, and it is estimated that this will also be done. The fighting momentum in the Yuan Infant Period is very huge, but there are so many people here, including many Yuan Infant and out-of-body masters, they don't dare to really fight, they can only hum and move their fists and feet.

It's not so easy to open a store in these years, and it's hard to say the grudges between sects and sects. Some innkeepers would bring in the masters of the town and force those who were fighting to go out and fight. Some innkeepers can't afford to ask, if the contradiction is some very powerful sect, then it's sad, persuasion is not, not persuasion is not.

When the shopkeeper encounters a rich man when dealing with a fight, "You don't care, I will pay for the damage", he will feel at ease, and when he encounters the lord who does not say anything and does not express whether he wants to lose money, he has to report the case to the city lord's mansion, and sometimes it is difficult to return to the capital.

Mu Yu watched with interest at Chang Ming, who was wielding a giant sword, and Tu Hongxuan, who was playing with a big stick, and they were all consciously restraining their breath. Many people are just watching the play, as long as the aftermath of the fight does not affect them, they are happy to watch a performance.

Mu Yu noticed that the few people from the Danding faction yesterday were sitting down opposite him, and the old man obviously also found Mu Yu, and bowed slightly, Mu Yu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly returned the salute. It's really rare that this old man would actually greet Mu Yu, but when he saw the dead mother's face of Comrade "Little Flower", Mu Yu rolled his eyes.

", or die. ”

A cold voice without the slightest emotion suddenly sounded in the inn, and a flying sword suddenly appeared between Tu Hongxuan and Chang Ming along with his voice, both of them stopped and were frightened for a while.

Xiao Se's killing machine filled the entire inn, making everyone's faces change greatly, the flying sword was cold and lonely, cold and arrogant without any life, like a lone pine on the peak, sharp and sharp, making the inn silent in an instant.

The two people who fought turned white with fright, death had just passed by them, and as long as they deviated by one point, their souls would be gone. This bland flying sword could completely end their lives just now, and they could even feel the cold smell of blood emanating from the Dao Flying Sword.

Mu Yu carefully looked at the flying sword that suddenly appeared, even he could see that this flying sword was made of the most ordinary mortal iron, no matter how ordinary, there were a few gaps in the sword body, and a few holes, Mu Yu felt that this sword and his own broken sword had a fight, and the person who used the sword did not cherish his sword too much.

"Nameless Swordsman!"

After Tu Hongxuan and Chang Ming saw the appearance of this sword clearly, their backs were instantly soaked with sweat, and they knew that they had disturbed a terrible person. Many people also exclaimed, and everyone seemed to know the sword.

"Oh my God, it's the nameless swordsman, it's him!"

"How did he end up here?"

"There's no mistake, this broken iron sword, this terrifying murderous aura, is the legendary person who broke through the world with an iron sword!"

......

Everyone looked around, trying to find out where the nameless swordsman was sitting and resting, and it must have been the fight between the two that disturbed his meal, so he drove him away. No one could see where the sword flew from, and no one could find out which person was the nameless swordsman. Many people only know his fame but do not see him in person.

"Nameless swordsman, offended. ”

Tu Hongxuan and Chang Ming were pale, and it was already a very lucky thing that the nameless swordsman did not kill them. The rumors about the nameless swordsman in the Xiuzhen world are that a certain person who has been famous for a long time died at the hands of the nameless swordsman, and a certain genius challenged the nameless swordsman and was killed.

If the nameless swordsman had killed these two people today, then even if the two of them died, they would have died in vain. The nameless swordsman is not so easy to mess with, even the people of the Eight Gates are very jealous of him. The two didn't dare to say anything more, and even crawled out of the inn.

The sword came and disappeared as quickly as possible, and it seemed that the nameless swordsman had never appeared, and everyone had not found the owner of the sword, and soon the inn was lively again, and everyone began to discuss a new topic, that is, this legendary nameless swordsman.

This nameless swordsman is a legend in the cultivation realm, he entered the Tao with an ordinary iron sword, that iron sword is not mixed with any refining metal, it is completely made of mortal iron, but he used this iron sword to break out of the world. Cultivators use spiritual power in battle, and the iron sword cannot withstand the fluctuation of spiritual power at all, but the owner of the iron sword can defeat many heroes with the iron sword, which shows how deep the kung fu of the person who uses the sword is!

The sword looked a little rusty on the surface, with many notches and even dents, and only those who actually fought the nameless swordsman knew how terrifying it was. It is said that once someone leaves a mark on this nameless swordsman, then that person will definitely die on the nameless swordsman.

No one knew the name of the person who wielded the sword, and those who had seen him did not dare to ask, so in the end, everyone simply called him the nameless swordsman.

Mu Yu listened quietly to all kinds of things about the nameless swordsman, and he couldn't help but look around, wanting to see what the nameless swordsman really looked like. There were several people dressed in chivalrous clothes quietly drinking their own wine in the corner, a ragged man eating his own food without raising his head, and a middle-aged man wiping his sword by himself...... The reason why Mu Yu paid attention to these people was because he felt that only those who did not participate in the discussion were most likely to fit into the indifferent type of nameless swordsman.

"Mu Yu, I'm full. ”

Xiao Shuai didn't know where to come out, jumped onto Mu Yu's shoulder, dragged a green book about the same size as it was in his hand, patted Mu Yu's face with the green book, and said seriously: "I brought you a Dan Sutra, you hurry up and refine a few pills for me to eat." ”

Mu Yu's face was speechless, he only asked this guy to go to the kitchen to eat something, but he stole other people's Danjing by the way.

Mu Yu is not a great good person, Lan Xicheng has recently gathered many alchemists who have participated in the Dan test, since Xiao Shuai has stolen any Dan Sutra so hard, it should be worth a lot of money, maybe it is the magic of alchemy. Mu Yu happened to hear a lot about Dan Trials and Alchemists, and he was very interested in alchemy, and Xiao Shuai brought what he wanted.

Mu Yu took the Danjing, and the book was made of blue-green hardcover as the cover, and there were only two vigorous and powerful characters on the cover.

He casually opened the Dan Sutra, and wrote some words on the first page, but someone scribbled on it and drew a girl. However, Mu Yu could see that this person's painting skills were too bad, and if it weren't for the person in the painting wearing a skirt, he wouldn't think it was a girl at all. The second page has a large puddle of ink, the third page draws a lump of stool, and the next few pages are all about the refining method of the elixir, all with ugly graffiti.

Mu Yu flipped through it for a long time, and finally saw a complete page without graffiti, which was about the refining method of the Hidden Qi Pill, and he read it carefully.

"Hidden Qi Pill, a fourth-order elixir, the eater can hide his own cultivation, and when fighting with others, he can use high-level cultivation to pretend to be a low-level cultivator, paralyzing the opponent, taking him by surprise, and defeating the enemy. Elixir required: Bowu flower, 200 to 300 years old, 231 years is the best, Rose grass, grass age is not limited, it can be ripe, it needs to be picked on a full moon night......"

Mu Yu felt that this Hidden Qi Pill was a bit interesting, and he could hide his cultivation. Mu Yu's cultivation of the Falling Dust Sword Technique would allow him to control his cultivation to conceal the heavens and seas, so the Hidden Qi Pill was of little use to him. Not all cultivators can live a hidden cultivation, and if the inner line planted by some sects does not hide their cultivation, once they make a move, they will be exposed, and this elixir is very suitable for them.

Mu Yu had never heard of the medicinal herb, he could only know the medicinal characteristics of the herbs he had touched, and he didn't know what the herbs were for if he hadn't touched them, let alone what he had never seen them, what could he know by his name alone?

The fourth-order pill meant that ordinary alchemists couldn't refine it at all, and this Hidden Qi Pill was of little use to him, so Mu Yu had no interest in it, and continued to look at the next pill.

He was looking at the medicinal effect of the explosive pill in a daze, and the explosive pill was not something to eat, but based on the mutual exclusion of herbs, using spiritual power to detonate. It's something that specializes in fighting, this thing is a necessary elixir for alchemists, after all, the combat power of alchemists is equal to zero in the eyes of people in the same realm, and if you have an explosive pill, you can protect yourself.

"Sorry to excuse me. A lazy voice sounded in Mu Yu's ears, startling Mu Yu.

"What are you doing?" Mu Yu collected his expression, raised his head calmly, and found that standing in front of him was the young man who had followed the medicine master yesterday. He remembered that the origin of the Dan Sutra in his hand was unknown, so it couldn't be that the owner had found it, right?

"The Danjing you took is mine. The young man smiled, pointed to the green book in Mu Yu's hand, and then pointed to himself.

It's really the owner who has found it!

Mu Yu was stunned for a moment, he glared at Xiao Shuai fiercely, this guy won't steal these people's things, right? That's really fatal, he had a conflict with them yesterday, and today he was actually caught by someone else's pigtails. Not to mention that the other party is a noble alchemist, the cultivation of Comrade Xiaohua and that medicine master alone is enough for his own headache! This stealing is a disgraceful thing, and more importantly, he has been caught.

"What you say is yours is what you are? The book doesn't have a name, why do you say it's yours?" Mu Yu planned to die and not admit it.

"That, that, there is my breath on the Dan Sutra, I can recognize it. And the last page of the book does have my name written on it. The boy scratched his head and said embarrassedly.