Yu Mu was at the door of the school, watching Bai Yao drive the spirit weapon away, and laughed at himself: "I should have been more bold if I knew it earlier, and asked which sect you are from." ”

After speaking, he shook his head, he was really afraid of her, and that aura slap was not easy to carry.

Elm cleaned up a bit, and settled down in the back room, and no longer thought about anything else, and lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until the sky was full of sunset that Yumu woke up, and today he was really scared and scared, if it weren't for the pill given by Bai Yao at the end, he was afraid that with his physique in the early stage of enlightenment, he would not be able to run in bed for three months.

I made some food for myself, Yumu brought some paper money and a jar of soju, and walked to the top of the mountain, the old master's tomb was on the top of the mountain, and before he died, he asked Yumu to only engrave a sentence on the tombstone, "There is no class", and Yumu, who never disobeyed the old master, could only do it.

There are two cypress trees planted in the elm next to the cemetery, and the master he usually calls himself, in essence, his father burned paper money, and a jar of wine was spilled on the grave, and the rest was placed next to him, muttering to the master, I can't listen to you this time to stay here to teach, it turns out that the spirituality of the primordial realm can fly in the sky.

He talked about what happened to him during this time, and finally said, Master, I have gone to cultivate my soul well, isn't it that the higher the realm, the longer the lifespan, then I will live well, I want to go to a farther place to see, and I also want to see what the wall of the energy boundary looks like.

Obviously the elm face that was not stained with wine was full of wine, and the fluttering paper money ashes stuck to it, turning into a black lump, and the elm sat quietly here all night, and the next day did not wait for the morning sun, it rained lightly, and the elm took some rain to wipe his face, and said to the grave: "Master, are you a little angry?"

After saying that, he laughed, patted his clothes, looked at the grave for a while, and strode down the mountain in the light rain.

There were six children in the school today, one more than yesterday, and one of them asked Yumu, "Mr. Yu, where is the beautiful gentleman in red clothes?

After speaking, he happily recited "Yingying is in the water, and the pulse is silent." ”

Yumu touched the child's head, smiled and praised, I remember it clearly, Mr. himself has to forget, the child is like eating honey, showing off to his classmates: "Mr. Yu praised me!"

After Yumu finished today's homework, he told the children that he had something very important to do, that he was going to a far away place, and that he might not come back in his life, so he planned to send them all to the city middle school.

There, too, someone will continue to teach them knowledge, but only once a month to go back home, he will go to the house to explain to their parents, and will also leave some silver for the family to keep as their expenses for studying in the city.

These seven or eight-year-old children, after being dazed, pouted and cried, and Yumu coaxed for a long time, promising to personally send them to the new school, and each of them bought a sugar gourd, so that they could stop crying, after all, children, where do they know the pain of separation, right, master?

It took Yumu two days to persuade the families of these children to agree to go to the city twice a month to pick up and drop off the children, and spent a lot of silver taels to open up the relationship between the middle school in the city before the dust settled.

Back to his small yard in the city, the cherries in the yard were ripe, but the elm was not here to watch these days, and was pecked by the birds and finches.

After doing everything, the next thing is that he needs to return to his original mid-stage cultivation as soon as possible, after all, he has been there before, and it won't be long before he can return to the middle stage of Qiling, and he doesn't have much silver on his body, and the spirit yuan coins used in spiritual cultivation are not one, and Yumu can't help but feel that it is too difficult for him.

It only took half a month's effort, Elm has successfully stepped into the middle stage of the Enlightenment, although it seems that there is no progress in this nearly a month, but the formula that determines the height of the spiritual cultivation has been replaced, this spiritual recipe is worthy of being the top method, the elm operation method absorbs the aura much faster than before, originally thought it would take two months, but now it only takes half a month, which is the benefit of the formula.

Yumu took out the spiritual weapons left in Xu Shuanglong's ring, several of them were broken, thinking that they were all caused by Bai Yao, Yumu picked out a spiritual weapon long sword that could still be used, and used it as a façade for his own travel, and other spiritual weapons were really unusable, so he could only wait for the elm realm to be a little higher, decompose them, and use the materials to build his own natal spiritual weapon.

The old master left a spiritual weapon for Yumu, but it was the lowest grade of white paper spiritual weapon long knife, and the grade of the spiritual weapon was also introduced in detail later in that miscellaneous book.

The spirit weapon is limited by the material and the user's realm, and is divided into seven grades in grade, the lowest grade is the white paper spirit weapon, the second grade is lightly described, the third grade is understated, the fourth grade is pointed, the fifth grade melts the spirit, the sixth grade is concentrating, and the seventh grade is only said to be the heavenly monarch weapon, it should be that the seven-grade spirit weapon really does not know much, and each grade is only subdivided into three layers, corresponding to the three levels of spiritual cultivation junior high school.

As the name suggests, for example, a white paper spiritual weapon, can only carry the user's spiritual power, exert the corresponding effect, if the spiritual power and the spiritual weapon are not integrated, there will even be a spiritual power in the later stage of the spirit, and the spiritual power effect in the middle stage will be exerted.

In the future, the higher the grade of the spiritual weapon, the greater the efficacy, and the power is rising layer by layer, among which the five-grade spiritual weapon can already adapt to the spiritual use of the three realms of cultivation, and most of the monks of the three realms of cultivation also use the five-grade spiritual weapon, but the level is different, and a few true monarchs only have six-grade spiritual weapons, and when they are used, the power is even more incredible, and it is possible to move mountains and cover the sea.

What the old master left to Yumu was a high-grade white paper spirit sword, which was the grade that the old man had saved and refined in his life, and the elm wood was usually only placed in the Lingyuan Ring, and he was reluctant to use it at all, which was the only thought that the old man left him in addition to the Lingyuan Ring.

Yumu packed up his clothes and put in his Lingyuan ring, and now he is going to the mountain with sufficient spiritual energy to cultivate, so naturally he can't wear the high-grade ring from Xu Shuanglong, and his wealth is not exposed, although Yumu is actually a poor jingle spiritual cultivator.

I went to the shop two blocks away, bought a map of Luhai Country, prepared a lot of dry food and drinking water, and filled the Lingyuan ring, which was already not very large.

Yumu plans to go to the nearby Huangli County first, where I heard that there is a thunder mountain of strange arts, and the sky is full of dark clouds, and it is often not down that there may be a sect there, and he has to find a way to advance a sect, and he knows nothing about this spiritual world.

After all, that miscellaneous talk is an old thing from a hundred years ago, and there may not be much change in major matters, but this Luhai Country has nine counties under its jurisdiction, not to mention that there are two hundred countries in the entire Muyu Realm, and Luhai Country is only a small country in the lower middle range, ranking one hundred and twenty miles away.

Elm locked the courtyard door, put away the key, looked at the direction of the school on the mountain, hesitated for a while, and then strode towards the city gate.

Yumu had already made an appointment with a caravan to go to Huangli County, and for the sake of Yumu's spiritual cultivation, he did not charge any fees, but he asked Yumu to promise to protect the caravan with the two spiritual cultivators hired by the caravan when he encountered the bandits.

Yumu thought about it and agreed, the caravan plus himself has a total of three spiritual cultivators, if you encounter some ordinary thieves, the spiritual means are naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

By the time Elm reached the city gate, the leader of the caravan had already set out with most of the goods, and one of the men who had remained beckoned to Elm, got into a carriage, and chased after the large army.

When they caught up with the caravan, the leader of the caravan immediately stopped marching and introduced Yumu to the other two spiritual cultivators, and the three of them reported each other's surnames, one surnamed Wang, who was about thirty years old, and there was not much hope for promotion, and the other surnamed Zhou, who was two or three years older than Yumu.

Everyone is in the middle stage of enlightenment, and it is even more bleak to the point of escorting and making money for the caravan, but they are not very outside, maybe it is the reason why they have not been mixed in the spiritual world for a long time, they are all loose cultivation, and there is no sect behind them, so they don't have much effort to get warm, although they are not called brothers, but they are also ordinary friends.

Yumu is in addition to practicing, and the other two spiritual cultivators also communicate from time to time, but relaxed and happy, and indeed learned a lot from these two old spiritual monks, the two learned that Yumu has never seen the Lingyuan coin, Wang Lingxiu touched his beard, and finally generously gave Yumu a low-grade Lingyuan coin.

This lower grade spirit yuan coin is dark all over, and I don't know what material it is made of, I feel that there is an aura in it, and it is cold to the touch, but it feels like a stone, although it is only a lower grade spirit yuan coin, but if it is exchanged for silver taels, it will cost thousands of taels and may not be able to be exchanged, after all, this thing is brought by ordinary people, and it is also a great benefit.

Yumu resigned for a long time at that time, but in the end he couldn't resist the persuasion of the spiritual cultivation surnamed Wang, so he had to thank him and accept it, and he was grateful to the spiritual cultivation surnamed Wang.

After all, in this spiritual world, not everyone is kind, for a little chance material and the like, it is often the head that breaks the blood flow, and the high realm of spirituality is even more regarded as a grass mustard, and you can knead it as much as you want.

After walking for half a month, just about to arrive at the border of Huangli County, when passing by a mountain pass, he finally encountered a bandit intercepting the road, and Yumu did not panic at all on the surface, after all, he was just some ordinary people, although he was only the lowest level of spiritual cultivation, and he was still cultivating spiritual eyes before, but against these ordinary people, he was not able to catch it?

He didn't even use the spiritual skills he learned from the spiritual fate technique, and the spiritual cultivation surnamed Wang surnamed Zhou didn't move, but just let the leader of the caravan go to negotiate, and when the time came, he naturally didn't want to kill some ordinary people casually.

I don't want the leader of the caravan to talk just now, saying that there are three spiritual cultivators in his caravan, but the bandits on the opposite side are full of smiles, but they don't stop in their hands, and they directly cut the leader in two with a knife, and then the three of them couldn't sit still, they all glanced at each other, and walked out in anger.