The fiery sun crept up its brow in the blink of an eye, and it seemed to be impatient, walking fast and stingy.

Under the red sun, Wang Zimo fled along the high palace wall, and looked back to see if the old ghost had caught up.

He found that after truly stepping into the Yin and Yang realm, his body was much stronger than before, and running from the one-foot-wide palace wall was no different from running on flat ground. And the control of the body has also improved.

"Yin and Yang Great Realm, Liangyi Holy Realm!"

The prince did not dare to be negligent, and rushed towards the outer city.

He curled the corners of his lips, as if he understood something.

"The Liangyi Holy Realm should be a realm above the Yin and Yang Realm, after all, there is still a difference between this 'great' and 'holy'. If you have to use Liangyi, it should be the Liangyi Great Realm, not the Holy Realm, but how did this Holy Realm come about?"

Wang Zimo thought as he ran.

Last night, he was dragged in by Lu Dutian, and he was busy running for his life and didn't think how big this Yin Ruins was, until he ran up, only to find that he hadn't run out of the inner city after running for a long time.

"Wang Zimo, please stay ......"

In a certain courtyard, Lu Dutian was standing under a jujube tree that had lost its leaves, and was well trained by an old woman. Suddenly, he saw Wang Zimo running over his head, and as soon as he shouted, he was hit with a board on his buttocks, and he grinned in pain, and hurriedly accelerated his morning exercise.

"Whoa, I'm going to die!"

"What did you say? Say it to the old lady again!"

Lu Du Tian...

"Hmph, don't worry about everything, he can't run away from Mu Yongshou......"

The old woman's name is Xue Lianzhu, and she is known as Xue Jiaoniang. Just by hearing the name, you can think that when you are young, you must be delicate and gentle.

She looked up at the sky on tiptoe, and before she finished speaking, she saw Wang Zimo being pinched by the old man's neck, like pinching a little chicken, and from time to time there was a Wang Zimo's heartfelt howl in the air.

"Wife, I'm right, your kid is a blessing from half a lifetime of cultivation with me! That old and immortal Master Mu was a stubble when he was young, and he could say anything along with him, if he ......"

After saying this, the old woman craned her neck again and listened carefully. and said bitterly.

"Did you hear it, tsk, this is called, it's really earth-shattering! I'll take you to Mu Mansion to have a look later, compare and compare, you think about it all day long, saying that my old woman is too strict!"

Xue Jiaoniang is really old, or she finally caught someone talking, and she actually nagged endlessly.

Lu Du was naturally afraid of being hit by the board again, so he was so frightened that his buttocks tightened, so he quickly lifted his buttocks and shrunk his anus, withdrew his distracting thoughts and continued to practice.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Mu Fu, Mu Taishi, Mu Yongshou.

After hearing that Wang Zimo had really molded nine dao plates in the dantian, the old lady beat her chest angrily, trembling all over, holding on to the wall, her old face was red, and she screamed angrily.

"Hey, hey, don't, don't mind, it's my own business to get nine Dao Pan, what are you doing in a hurry?"

Wang Zimo hung on the beam, and a round jar was placed at the door, which contained a hot turbid liquid.

He watched as the old ghost who caught him added some ingredients to it from time to time, urging his spiritual power to boil the soup, cool it and then boil it, and so on and so forth, until the soup was as thick as pulp, he nodded with satisfaction and turned his head to look at Wang Zimo.

"Uh......"

Wang Zimo was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, this old scoop, shouldn't he really cook me!

"Come down! I promise not to kill you!"

Master Mu was quite frustrated.

Among the original people of Yindu, he has the highest rank and the most powerful strength, although he has a little temper, but as long as he does not touch the bottom line, everything else is easy to say.

This bastard in front of him is angry when he comes.

First depicted the yin and yang patterns in the eyes, and then shaped the Dao plate in the dantian, I heard Lu Dutian say that this kid still has a hand disease, and now he can't hang on the beam, he really can't do anything?

"The gentleman on the beam is indecent!"

Mu Taishi flicked lightly, Wang Zimo suddenly felt his hands slippery, and at this time, Lu Dutian followed behind Xue Jiaoniang and pushed the door in.

The prince silently saw the opportunity, kicked his feet the beam, and his body crashed into Master Mu like a cannonball, and at the same time clenched his hands into fists, rows of sharp needles were exposed, and the elbow fist swirled with acupuncture, like a cat's claw, and countless fist shadows were laid down in an instant.

Mu Taishi did not take Wang Zimo in his eyes.

He gestured to Xue Jiaoniang and came easily.

In the blink of an eye, the Shadowless Fist under the prince's silent cloth turned into crumbs, leaving only a real fist to pound into Master Mu's temple.

"Carving insect skills!"

Master Mu raised his hand in a dashing manner, clenched Wang Zimo's fist in his hand like catching a mosquito, and squeezed it gently, and suddenly his old face turned red. He quickly held his breath and swallowed the breath in his chest.

The prince smiled silently.

The fist gently scratched at Master Mu's palm. Now the old man couldn't bear it anymore, and he "snorted" for a long time, and shouted out in a "whooping" voice.

"Which bastard taught him a bad move, tie a hidden weapon to his fist!"

When Lu Dutian heard this, he almost planted himself on the ground, hurriedly picked up the strand of hair in front of him, and pretended to be nothing.

Cultivators have no longevity, which means that a person who cultivates the Tao cannot tell his age from his appearance.

This Mu Taishi's name is immortal, with gray hair, a high nose and wide ears, and his eyes are like dried dates. But it was Mrs. Lu who only mentioned his name, and he also bowed and honored the title of Taishi, which shows that the seniority is extremely high, so the age must be more than seventy.

Lu Dutian didn't dare to think about it, and the top of his head was already covered with cold sweat.

Just now on the road, I heard the cry of "whooping", thinking that the prince could not hold on to the punishment, but now that I look down carefully, it is the cry of Master Mu.

What a ecstasy!

No, no, no!

Master Mu let go and howled, Wang Zimo took the opportunity to sneak behind Lu Dutian, looked at the old woman in his sixties in front of him, and complained: "You called a helper, fortunately it came in time, otherwise I would have been cooked, see how you go back!"

The two lips touched up and down, and Lu Dutian said that one head was two big.

Xue Jianniang looked at Wang Zimo more and more, squinted her eyes and showed rows of crow's feet, lowered her head and asked kindly and gently, "What's your name?"

"Wang Zimo!"

"Wang Zimo?" Xue Jiaoniang actually smiled, touched the hair of Wang Zimo's hand and said, "Then I will call you Mo'er in the future!"

"Good!"

Although I don't know what Xue Jianniang's origin is, she is naturally not an outsider with Lu Dutian, and the prince agreed without thinking about it.

"Humph!"

Master Mu scoffed, and thought to himself, this old witch had made the first move!

Lu Dutian's head was full of black lines, and he noticed that Master Mu was glaring at him, so he quickly distanced himself from Wang Zimo, and kept praying in his heart: I didn't teach this trick, I just said that needles are suitable for making hidden weapons, and I didn't let him tie them to his hands.

"Dead old man, what are you staring at me for?"

Xue Jiaoniang was extremely dissatisfied with Master Mu's attitude, and the cane in her hand slammed into the ground fiercely, making a dull "dong dong" sound, "Why is the sound like killing a pig so familiar when I said just now? It turned out to be a howl from your mouth!"

At this time, Wang Zimo pulled Lu Dutian aside, bit his lip and said angrily: "When did you bring Master here, why don't I know?"

Lu Dutian suddenly remembered that he was slapped by Xue Jianniang, his buttocks tightened, and he shook his head and didn't dare to speak.

"Humph!"

Master Mu shook his sleeves and snorted coldly.

"Strange, weird, I thought it was you who trained the apprentice, but it turned out that it was the apprentice who trained you!"

At this moment, Master Mu's face couldn't be hung up, and after thinking about it, he didn't refute anything, so he simply shook out Wang Zimo's matter: "Jiao Niang doesn't know? I'm a disciple, guess what? I actually molded nine Dao plates in the dantian!"

When the prince heard this, he was even more stunned, poked Lu Dutian's buttocks with his fingers, and asked suspiciously, "When will I become his apprentice?"

Lu Dutian's buttocks hurt, and when he was poked by Wang Zimo like this, his clenched teeth collapsed directly, and he "snorted" in his throat.

"Ahh

Xue Jiaoniang's old eyelids were round, her mouth was open enough to stuff an egg, she was taller than the other, and the other was shorter than the other.

Lu Dutian wiped a cold sweat, fortunately, at this time, Xue Jiaoniang also screamed a few times, and her voice was extremely loud, covering her voice.

He hurriedly stepped forward to hold the unsteady Xue Jiaoniang.

"Say, what the hell is going on?"

Wang Zimo poked Lu Dutian's ass again, and saw that this person's old face was suffocated like a monkey's cheek, gritting his teeth, and his forehead was bruised like a leather band, so he knew that there must be a ghost.

"Oh, you rat, don't poke Lao Tzu's ass!"

Lu Dutian lowered his voice from his throat, gritted his teeth and turned back to threaten, but when he saw Wang Zimo's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his lips showed a sinister smile, he saw a wisp of cold light flashing on his fingertips, and his ass tightened in fright, and his whole body trembled, and he hurriedly helped Xue Jianniang to walk to the Taishi chair on the side.

After seeing the surprised appearance of the old witch, Master Mu's old face turned red again, and he trembled with a smile.

Thinking about it, thinking of his appearance just now, and then looking at the old witch, he finally vented his anger, he couldn't hold it, and laughed out loud.

"Dead old man, dare to laugh at the old lady!"

Feeling that she had lost her temper just now, Xue Jiaoniang was short of breath and said in a deep voice: "You have the ability to go out and compete!"

"Go, who's afraid of whom!"

Master Mu gritted his teeth, glared at Lu Dutian, viciously pulled out the two needles inserted in his palm, threw them into the round jar at the door, pointed at it and said, "The medicinal soup is ready, let's go in!"

"Ah......h

I feel a chill in my heart!

Lu Dutian grinned, his chin trembling like wind-blown window paper.

This Master Mu was so eager to repay that he actually threw the needles into the medicinal soup that drove away the ghost qi for him.

Seeing Lu Dutian wearing obscene pants and crawling into the tank by himself, Wang Zimo suddenly felt weird, it turned out that this soup was not stewed himself, but stewed Lu Dutian.

But why did he climb into it himself?