For a few days in a row, the dead wood did not appear in front of Mu Yu, he stayed in the tree house, did not speak to Mu Yu, and did not know what he was doing inside. A ban was set around the Heavenly Demon Tree, blocking Mu Yu from the outside, and Mu Yu couldn't get in even if he tried everything.

He was very anxious in his heart, didn't Dead Mu Mo really have an accident?

"He's still alive, right?" Mu Yu touched Xiao Shuai's ear and said worriedly.

He had always felt that Deadwood Changqing was an unfathomable old man who could only scold him, but suddenly knowing that he was going to die, Mu Yu actually began to feel sad.

Xiao Shuai shook his tail and said, "I don't know, although the green-haired old man said every time that he wanted to refine the big earthworm, it never came true!"

"Little mouse, are you looking for death?" Long Teng shook the water with his tail, and there were waves of spray, and the waves fell on Xiao Shuai, making Xiao Shuai so angry.

"Do you think the green-haired old man will do his work?" asked Xiao Shuai with a tilt of his head.

This kind of thing is unacceptable for a master, a cultivator loses everything without cultivation, and he can't be a mortal because his ability is incompatible with mortals.

If given a choice, many cultivators would rather choose to die.

Mu Yu has been locked up in this valley for more than a year, although he scolds and scolds with Deadwood every day, and Deadwood can't wait to shoot him to death, but people always have feelings. If something happens to the dead wood, Mu Yu will not feel good in his heart.

Deadwood is not a bad person, he just has a strange personality, his temper is a little irritable by Mu Yu, and other times he is just a sullen old man, studying his poison alone. He has been dealing with poison all his life, and eventually he is corrupted by poison himself.

Mu Yu remembered the medicine master, as an alchemist, they also need to refine the medicinal power of various herbs when refining medicine, and over time, a lot of wood residue will be deposited in their bodies, causing the alchemist's cultivation to be unable to improve. Deadwood comes from the Danding sect and has a deep relationship with the alchemist, and what is deposited in his body is not only wood residue, but also toxins.

Poison is not a terrible thing for Mu Yu at all. But Deadwood is not Mu Yu, he has the ability to integrate into trees to detoxify, he is a normal cultivator, he can't remove the poison in his body.

"You said that if I helped Deadwood filter the spiritual power in my body like I did with the Medicine Master, would I be able to do it?" Mu Yu sat bored on the wooden bridge, holding his fingers around the big fluffy tail of the little handsome.

"Needless to say, you should also know that it is impossible, although alchemists deal with herbs, at least the spiritual power in their bodies is normal, and the spiritual power of the dead wood is completely mixed with poison, and all parts of his body are surprisingly not corroded by the poison, so scattering gong is the only choice. Xiao Shuai said.

"This old guy is very old, once he becomes a mortal, it means that some diseases of mortals will appear on him, and it is difficult for him to withstand the stimulation, otherwise something will definitely happen. Ryuten's tail slapped the water and said. Although the dragon vine was threatened by the deadwood every time to refine medicine, it knew that the deadwood was just talking, otherwise it would have been finished long ago.

"You mean, I can't be angry with him in the future, right?" Mu Yu rolled his eyes, Deadwood didn't get angry and stammered, and anyone would go crazy if he didn't stammer, Mu Yu often deliberately angered this old man in order to save trouble.

However, at this moment, a huge spiritual power suddenly rippled around the center of the Heavenly Demon Tree, and the huge fluctuations swept the unprepared Mu Yu and them all out and landed in the river. The ground in the valley trembled, as if there had been a great earthquake.

All the demon beasts at the bottom of the river were trembling, of course they were familiar with this breath, this breath was the breath of the dead wood that usually treated them well. Usually, as soon as this breath appears, it means that there is a demon beast that is going to be caught by Deadwood Changqing to test the poison.

Mu Yu poked his head out of the river, spat out a mouthful of water, and looked in disbelief in the direction of the Heavenly Demon Tree, where a majestic spiritual power was emanating from all around. Under this spiritual power, Mu Yu felt like a small boat in a storm, adrift, in danger of capsizing at any time.

This terrifying spiritual power lasted for a whole hour before slowly dissipating.

"The old man really lost his work. Xiao Shuai was lying on top of Mu Yu's head, it was wet all over, and it could only keep shaking its body, splashing water droplets everywhere.

Mu Yu hurriedly jumped out of the river and rushed towards the Heavenly Demon Tree. The prohibition outside the Heavenly Demon Tree had disappeared, and Mu Yu smoothly pushed open the door and walked in.

Deadwood sat cross-legged on the bed, his head hanging down, his whole body trembling, his chest rising and falling. His original green hair had turned white, and his whole popularity was like a gossamer, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual power.

No one thought that the famous Deadwood Changqing in the cultivation realm would become an ordinary person without any cultivation at this moment.

"You want, revenge, I, now, can, start. Deadwood raised his head, the whole person was extremely old, and the white beard was hanging down on his chest, and he had become an old man who was powerless.

Mu Yu walked over, looked the dead wood up and down, and said, "Old man, when your hair is not green, you are actually very kind!"

"Are you sarcastic about me?" said Deadwood angrily, raising his palm to hang Mu Yu up, and then remembered that his cultivation had all disappeared.

Mu Yu smiled and looked at the dead wood's hand stopping in mid-air, and said, "The ability to hang people is out of order, right?" Haha, this is really good, and I will save brain congestion every day in the future." ”

Deadwood glared at Mu Yu and said, "Don't be too arrogant!"

"Okay, I'm old, what are you doing with a hard mouth? I'm not a person who forgets righteousness, can I still throw you out? You lie down obediently!"

Mu Yu helped the dead wood to lie down slowly, he took out the quilt that had been occupied by himself, and covered the dead wood.

Deadwood lay on the bed and looked at Mu Yu, no longer speaking.

Mu Yu took out a bottle and said with a smile: "Old man, this is the solid Peiyuan medicine that I have been idle for the past few days, which can make you feel better." ”

"You, want to, poison me?" said Deadwood with a frown.

Mu Yu snorted and said, "What poisoning? I have learned a little thing about the evergreen of dead wood, can you old man have some confidence in me." If you were to die, you would have slapped it earlier, and you would still need to poison it?"

Mu Yu couldn't help but say, he directly washed it with water, boiled it with Dan flint, and then slowly gave it to the dead wood.

Dead wood gas knots, but there is no medicine that refuses wood feathers. This medicine is naturally very precious, and it can make the body a hundred times stronger for mortals. In the past, he was able to punish disobedient Mu Yu at will, but now Mu Yu has become a person who can play with him, which is really a trick, but Mu Yu doesn't seem to want to do that.

"Think about it, Xiao Shuai said that your body is too weak to withstand strong herbs, so I'll look for herbs that are weaker. Mu Yu rummaged through the herb sac for a while, and then finally pulled out a few herbs and began to fry the dead wood with another medicine.

Deadwood watched Mu Yu sit on the ground and test the medicine, and after a long time, he said, "You want to leave here!"

"Of course I do, I don't want to stay in this place where birds don't poop for a moment. But I'm also going to take you away, it's really troublesome!" Mu Yu shook his head and sighed.

"Bastard, didn't you say that you would treat me as your master?"

Mu Yu shrugged: "No, it was just a slip of the tongue that day." Besides, you want to be my master, so what if my real master doesn't agree?"

"Hmph!" Deadwood seemed very upset at the thought of Feng Haochen, and he muttered a few ugly words, degrading Feng Haochen to worthlessness. I really don't understand if the true gods of the Triple Continent have dug up the ancestral grave of the dead wood, and the dead wood always has a deep hatred with the wind and the dust.

Mu Yu didn't care, although he wanted to know what happened to Deadwood and Feng Haochen, but Mu Yu knew that he would definitely not say it. The grievances of the previous generation sandwiched Mu Yu in the middle, which has made it difficult for Mu Yu to be a man, if he even cares about what the dead wood scolds, how tired it will be.

"Take the bag. Reluctantly, Deadwood pulled out a bag and threw it to Mu Yu.

Mu Yu probed his divine sense into it, and looked at the things inside, it didn't matter if he looked at it, Mu Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, he had never seen so many good things. The collection of dead wood for many years is all in it, and it can be said that there is everything.

"These are mine!" Mu Yu smiled, holding it in his arms like a fan of wealth, branding his divine sense, for fear of being robbed.

The corners of Deadwood's mouth rose slightly, his life savings were in this Qiankun bag, and this thing was indeed left for Mu Yu. He didn't take in apprentices in his life, and when he was about to reach his limit, he met Mu Yu, although this guy never called himself a master, but he had to teach Mu Yu these things, not only because Mu Yu's real master was someone he knew, but also because Mu Yu had the potential to be appreciated by dead wood.

Deadwood felt sleepy, he hadn't felt sleepy in a long time. Cultivators don't feel sleepy, they only feel tired, they generally don't sleep, they all rely on meditation to recuperate, and people like Mu Yu who sleep and cultivate are not common.

Xiao Shuai kept asking Mu Yu what was in the bag, whether it was food or not, Mu Yu was so mysterious that he didn't want to say it, which made Xiao Shuai's heart itch. When Xiao Shuai was about to grab it, he found that Deadwood's body was aging rapidly, and he immediately reminded Mu Yu: "You hurry up and give him life force, even if the old man scatters his skills, he is so old, and he is so weak at the moment, it is easy to have an accident." ”

Mu Yu came to his senses at this time, he patted his head, quickly pressed his left hand against the wall, held the dead wood's arm with his right hand, and carefully infused the vitality of the Heavenly Demon Tree into it. Deadwood is already an ordinary person, and the life force that his body can withstand is also limited, so Mu Yu must act carefully.

Deadwood gradually fell asleep, and for the first time in so many years he fell asleep, and he slept peacefully. Mu Yu felt that this old man was still very cute when he didn't speak, and it was even more fun when he spoke, and Mu Yu liked to see this old man choked on his own eyes.

Deadwood's dispersal means that Mu Yu has regained his freedom, but Mu Yu has no ease, he wants to accompany an ordinary person to a cultivation sect, which means that he must always protect Deadwood's thoughtfulness, and he can't stimulate him, saving him from having a heart attack in old age or something.

Think about a rookie who can't do alchemy, an old man who has no cultivation, these two people want to go to the Danding faction to ask for things, where can it be such a simple thing!