The Danding Sect has not had an eighth-order alchemist for many years, and most of the medicinal effects of the eighth-order pills are very rebellious, just think about the original Guiyuan Dan. Unexpectedly, after Mu Yu helped the old man of the Pavilion to clean up the wood residue in his body, the old man of the Pavilion broke through the shackles that had plagued him for decades and directly became an eighth-order alchemist!

"It's amazing, the old guy hurriedly paid some fees, and gave me a few dozen seventh-order pills. Mu Yu rubbed his hands, but he barely drooled.

"Dozens of seventh-order pills? Do you think they are jelly beans? I said you two bastards, be polite to me in the future, I am now a respected Yuande Daoist, and you have to be like that Ji Liangcai just now, and make a big salute, do you know?" said the old man of the pavilion smugly.

Mu Yu directly smashed the teacup on the table towards the old man in the pavilion, but before it could hit the old man in the pavilion, the teacup had already shattered into nothingness.

"The purpose of your coming here is not just to show off your identity as an eighth-order alchemist, right?" Looking at the pretentious appearance of the old man guarding the pavilion, Deadwood couldn't resist the thought of smashing the teacup over, saying that smashing the old man in the pavilion has always been his favorite thing to do.

The old man who guarded the pavilion unbuttoned the robe, and the robe was half-draped on the sides, revealing the dirty cloth clothes inside, completely destroying the image of the immortal wind and the high morality.

"It's really tiring to dress up. The old man who guarded the pavilion simply took off all his luxurious Taoist robes and threw them on the ground, "If it weren't for the summons of the Triple Palace, I would have been too lazy to go out." Don't you know that it's hard for an old man to go out the door?"

"Why did the Triple Palace summon you?" Mu Yu couldn't help laughing, seeing that the tattered cloth robe of the old man guarding the pavilion was obviously a little kinder than the tall and noble robe.

"It's not for those messy events of the Yumeng Demon Clan, now that the Triple Continent is becoming more and more unstable, the activities of the Youmeng Demon Clan are becoming more and more frequent, and all cultivators above the Tribulation Period have to go to the Triple Palace to standby. The old man who guarded the pavilion took great pains to tidy up his tattered cloth clothes.

"Do you know where the Triple Palace is?" Mu Yu had always heard from his master that the Triple Palace was mysterious, and no one knew the exact location of the Triple Palace, but he didn't expect the old man who was guarding the pavilion to actually go to the Triple Palace.

"Of course, Mie Palace is in the ......" When the old man said this, his face suddenly showed a trace of confusion, he scratched his nose and said, "I know where it is, but I can't tell." Mie Palace has set some kind of prohibition on me, and as soon as I want to say the location of Mie Palace, I will have a brief amnesia. ”

"Can it still be like this?" Mu Yu felt that this mysterious triple palace method was really heavenly! The old man who guarded the pavilion had reached the tribulation period, but he was still forbidden by the triple palace, how powerful were the defenders behind this triple palace?

"How long will you stay when you go to the Mie Palace to standby?" Deadwood frowned.

The old man shrugged his shoulders and said, "Who knows! Anyway, I saw that it was still early, so I walked around! I heard you talk about the Southern Fifty Mile Garden last time, so I came here to have a look, but I didn't expect to meet you two little bastards. ”

"What is the Triple Palace looking for you, does he want to gather all the older generations in the Triple Continent who are above the Tribulation Period?" Mu Yu continued to ask.

Many sects actually have powerful masters above the Tribulation Period, and even the Danding Sect is definitely not the only one who guards the pavilion. But no matter which sect it is, when it comes to facing the Yumeng Demon Clan, they all have to obey the orders of the Triple Palace. There is an order from the Triple Palace, all the masters of the Tribulation Period must go, this is the absolute majesty of the Triple Palace.

"That's not it, it's just that I called some of them to go, I also saw the White Ape Demon King two days ago, and that guy seems to be going too. Oh yes, the White Ape Demon King told me at the beginning, Mu Yu, you little bastard, ran to 'hell on earth', I always thought you were a very serious person, why can't you change your thief nature?"

"Damn, I'm going there for something, okay?" Mu Yu's face was full of black lines.

"Who's going there isn't something to do?" said the old man winked and smirked.

"Damn, I can't tell you!" Mu Yu's face flushed, how could a young man with a pure outlook always have to splash dirty water?

"Of course, there is no way to explain this kind of thing, it's better to be young! You can squander your body at will, unlike us, you have to twist your old waist under a little strenuous exercise in bed......" The old man struck his back and said enviously.

When Mu Yu saw the action of the old man guarding the pavilion, he suddenly remembered what Ximen had unfortunately said, "Someone here may be the righteous and awe-inspiring elder you see on weekdays", and his eyes widened: "Okay!

The old man who guarded the pavilion snorted, puffed up his chest solemnly and said: "I am a highly respected Yuande Daoist, a famous eighth-order alchemist, an existence admired by everyone in the world, and now I am still your senior uncle and ancestor, do you think that everyone is full of indiscriminate things like you!"

How can you be as shameless as the White Ape Demon King?

Mu Yu has been squeezed by the old man who guards the pavilion and has nothing to say, if he has the strength, he must beat this old guy hard, so that he will always look pretentious and take advantage of Mu Yu everywhere.

"Alright, I don't want to talk nonsense with you. The old man wants to return to the Danding faction, can you send him back?" Mu Yu decided not to continue to talk to the old man of the Shouge. Now that there is no wood slag in the old man's body, and his cultivation has also risen sharply, Mu Yu has no longer the handle to restrict this old guy.

"Ah, the deadwood bastard is going back to the Danding faction? The old man looked at the dead wood with some surprise.

Deadwood Tie blushed and said stiffly: "Old immortal, I don't want to live up to Xue'er." ”

"Oh, how easy is it to be my son-in-law?

Deadwood stood up and slammed the door straight out.

"Look, with his virtue, I really don't know if I have fallen into eight lifetimes of bad luck or what, let him be my son-in-law, who will provide for me in the future?

Mu Yu listened to the word "pension", he was simply happy, his cultivation was ridiculously high and he wanted others to support him, and many people rushed to serve him in a word with his identity, and he still needed to take care of the matter of pension?

This old guy just wants to rely on the identity of the dead wood's uncle to forcibly have a relationship with Mu Yu, and he will be able to talk when he asks Mu Yu to remove wood slag in the future.

Mu Yu resisted the urge to burst into foul language, and said, "Okay, one day in the future, if you hang up, I will send you a wreath with a diameter of one meter and a half." Having said that, Deadwood is back to the Danding faction this time, can you guarantee his safety?"

"Don't worry, Shi Dengtian doesn't dare to attack Deadwood now, because of you, we old guys don't dare to offend you and Deadwood now! Shi Dengtian was also forced to swear in front of all the elders not to kill the dead wood. If something happens to the dead wood, Shi Dengtian will definitely be severely punished!" The old man who guarded the pavilion rarely said something that Mu Yu wanted to hear.

"That's the best!" Mu Yu also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, there were Yundan Dao people in the Danding Sect who were closely watching, and Shi Dengtian should not make small moves now. Last time in the Danding faction, because of the prison of the Dan Array, it was difficult to ensure the safety of the dead wood. This time back to the Danding faction, the dead wood is a free body, and Mu Yu is still the little ancestor of the Danding faction, with the relationship of Mu Yu, presumably many people will scramble to protect the dead wood, but they are not afraid of what to do when they ascend to the sky.

However, Mu Yu still remembered something, last time Wanwan said that someone was spying on the two of them secretly, and he didn't trust the guards of Baicaotang.

"That, Senior Shouge, you personally escort the dead wood back to the Danding faction safely, and it won't take you much time anyway, okay?" Mu Yu said.

The old man who guarded the pavilion spread his hands helplessly: "Okay, okay, okay! What else can I say? I know that I was sent this old bone, a few junior who have no conscience, why is it that no one loves my old man!"

Mu Yu's peculiar wood-controlling ability is there, he is simply the little ancestor of the alchemist, and he also did the old man of the pavilion a great favor last time, so that he successfully became an alchemist in the tribulation period, plus the relationship between Deadwood and his daughter, he naturally can't refuse.

"Then thank you in advance, whoever wants to get rid of the wood residue in the future can come to me and give me a nine-percent discount. Mu Yu patted the old man of the Shouge on the shoulder and said leisurely.

The corner of the old man's eyes twitched, at the price of Mu Yu's lion's big mouth, not to mention nine percent off, even five percent off is so expensive!

"Okay, my little ancestor. The old man who guarded the pavilion looked at Mu Yu's harmless smile, sighed in his heart, and patted his forehead with some pain, he would be blackmailed once he removed the wood slag, which was too deceitful. But this is like Zhou Yu beating Huang Gai, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, Mu Yu grabbed the weakness of all the alchemists, and even the old man who guarded the pavilion couldn't stand up in front of Mu Yu.

The higher the refining of the elixir, the more dregs will accumulate in the body, I am afraid that if the old man of the Pavilion refines a few eighth-order elixirs in the future, a large pile of wood dregs will gather in his body to trouble him, and at that time, he will have to find Mu Yu to get rid of the stubborn disease.

"Okay, you go out first, and I'll talk to the old man of the dead wood. Mu Yu directly ordered the expulsion.

"Damn, do you master and apprentice have anything to say and still have your back on me? Deadwood is my son-in-law, and they will all be a family in the future?" the old man scolded.

"We're going to say a sensational goodbye, and maybe wipe some tears, don't you listen?" Mu Yu asked.

The old man of the pavilion rolled his eyes and said with interest, "Really, I haven't seen you and the dead wood shed tears, I want to hear it." ”

"I don't want you to hear it. Mu Yu didn't say a word, pushed the old man who guarded the pavilion and let him out.

The old man pouted and stood up, walked halfway and turned back.

"By the way, now I am an old fairy admired by everyone, and it is not good to wear this dress to go out, so I must establish a highly respected image. He put the gorgeous garment back on, and the whole process was a little strenuous, and the garment seemed to be a little smaller. Mu Yu walked over to help him pull his sleeve and scolded, "You are also an eighth-order alchemist of the Danding Sect, so you are so poor that you can't afford to buy bigger clothes?"

"I don't like to dress so grandly, the last time I wore it was 20 years ago. Maybe I've become strong again in the past twenty years, but I can't help it, the sword is not old!" said the old man who guarded the pavilion compared his muscles and said with a smug face.

Mu Yu looked at his underwhelming appearance and resisted the urge to kick him. The old man who guarded the pavilion put on the luxurious Taoist robe, and turned into the appearance of the Yuande Ancestor of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone again, and then coughed twice in a pretended majesty, and slowly left on crutches.

Mu Yu drove the old man out of the pavilion, and the dead wood re-entered, leaving only two people in the house.

Mu Yu said: "Old man, don't you really need me to send you back?"

He was still very worried, because he was still thinking about Wanwan's words that day, and he always felt that someone was going to be bad for the dead wood.