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Until noon, the shepherds were kneeling cross-legged on a Gobi.

This small Gobi is located not far from the Medicine Valley, and according to Elder Han, this place was once struck by the "Heavenly Stone", causing the land to turn into a desert, forming a small Gobi Desert.

The air was extremely hot, and from a distance, the void distorted, blurring the figure of the pastor.

By Mu Yu's side, Elder Han stood silently, although his face was very calm and indifferent, but his heart slowly became tense as time passed.

After a long time, Mu Yu opened his eyes, reached over, and picked up a jade bottle in front of him.

However, when Mu Yu was about to take the Tsukidan in the jade bottle, he frowned and slowly put it down.

"A breakthrough is not something that happens overnight, if you can't do it today, you can wait for tomorrow to try. Elder Han said on the side.

Some powerful people can often retreat for decades, or even a hundred years, at the level of life and death, and it is normal for a breakthrough of this level like Mu Yu to take days or even months.

Mu Yu exhaled a breath of turbidity, nodded, took out a pill of Divine Cultivation Pill and swallowed it, and continued to close his eyes and meditate.

Time flies by like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, it is already late in the afternoon.

Mu Yu opened his eyes again, uncorked the pill bottle, shook his wrist, and pinched a milky white pill with two fingers, and suddenly, a strong medicinal fragrance came into his nose, refreshing people's hearts.

Listening to the sound of "coo", Mu Yu swallowed the first Tsukidan.

Immediately, Mu Yu sealed his hands and silently used the "Nameless Sword Technique", so that the spiritual power rushed along the specific meridians towards the last barrier!

The human body has a womb, which is the foundation of the monks.

In the body of Mu Yu, there is an invisible meridian map, and this is the 'Dao Fetal Meridian Map' that circulates in the world of cultivating immortals.

This 'Dao Fetal Meridian Diagram' is like the shape of a nebula cyclone, and about two-thirds of the area is already glowing, and the remaining one-third is gradually changing from dim to faint, and from faint to faint, slowly blooming with a brilliant and mysterious brilliance.

And only when the 'Dao Fetal Meridian Map' is completely opened, will the pastoral language officially enter the foundation building period and become a great monk of a country!

......

I don't know how long it has passed, it seems like three days, and it seems like a week.

During this period, Mu Yu did not wake up, his lips became chapped due to lack of water, and his face was pale and bloodless.

Elder Han's palms gradually sweated, he was not worried about Mu Yu's life and death, but he was afraid that if he died, the ancient medicine prescription would become a mystery forever.

Call!

At a certain moment, Mu Yu spit out a mouthful of turbid white gas, he hurriedly patted the storage bag, took out a pill of Bigu Dan and spiritual liquid, swallowed a few mouthfuls, and felt a hot pain in his throat, as if he was about to smoke.

"How's it going?" asked Elder Han.

Mu Yu hesitated a little and said, "It's still a little close!"

Elder Han was silent for a while, and then took out three pills from the storage bag, and each of them belonged to the top of the second-grade pills, faintly emitting a faint aura.

"These three pills should be of some use. With a flick of Elder Han's finger, there was a cloud of spiritual mist, wrapped around them, and fell into Mu Yu's hands.

Mu Yu was not pretentious, swallowed it directly, ate the second Tsukidan, and continued to rush the level.

In the blink of an eye, another half a month flew by.

One day, a faint spiritual mist spread from the body of the pastor, covering a radius of more than ten zhang, the dry grass on the Gobi Desert gradually stood up, and then it revealed the tender shoots, as time passed, a three-acre lawn, with the pastoral language as the center, spread along the surrounding appearance, the green grass swayed in the hot wind, just like the cactus in the desert, repeating the miracle of life.

Suddenly, this spiritual mist became violently thickened, as if condensing into liquid, causing crystal dew to appear on the surface of the green grass.

Elder Han opened his eyes, and a gleam flashed in the depths of his eyes.

After a while, the spiritual mist began to fade until it completely disappeared into the air, revealing a tall figure with closed eyes.

Sou!!

Suddenly, a green light wrapped in a flying sword, rushed out from the heart of Mu Yumei, and slashed at a mountain rock in the Gobi Desert.

"Early stage of foundation building!" Elder Han whispered, and his heart was also slightly relieved, his efforts in the past ten years had not been in vain, as if a burden that had been pressing on him for a long time had finally fallen, and his whole body felt much lighter.

With a move of Mu Yu's right hand, the Wood Spirit Sword flew back and reintegrated into his Mud Pill Palace, and immediately, he poked out his divine sense and began to spread around, until it spread to about thirteen miles, and then it quickly retracted like a tide, without showing his full strength.

"Probably...... Twenty-seven miles!" said the shepherd, a little smacked and a little shocked.

The strength of a monk's divine consciousness in the early stage of normal foundation building is only about ten miles.

Like in secular biographical novels, there are immortal cultivators who describe: "Thousands of miles away, you can take people's lives", sometimes there are, but they can reach the point where they can easily take their lives thousands of miles away, and they are all powerful monks who dominate a country!

At the very least, taking Elder Han as an example, not only is he proficient in alchemy, but he is also a great cultivator at the peak of foundation building, but his divine sense can only be explored to a range of nearly a hundred miles at most, and Monk Jiedan may be able to enhance his divine sense to the range of thousands of miles.

Mu Yu thought about it for a while, and felt that his divine consciousness was stronger than the divine consciousness of ordinary monks in the early stage of foundation building, and the reason for this was that during this period, he did not swallow less drugs that were beneficial to the original spirit, and before building the foundation, he laid a good foundation, and after revising the "Nameless Sword Technique", he only comprehended one or two percent of the mysteries, which benefited him a lot, such as the strength and thickness of mana, which can be comparable to the early stage of foundation building by refining the nine cultivations, and it seems that the divine consciousness has also benefited from this and has become a lot stronger!?

"Ahem. Suddenly, a light cough interrupted Mu Yu's contemplation, and the latter came to his senses, looked at Elder Han, got up and bowed, and said, "Master Rong will give me a day to stabilize my cultivation, and tomorrow morning, the disciple will narrate the recipe to the master." ”

Elder Han hesitated slightly, suppressing the urgency in his heart, he had survived ten years, after all, he didn't care about the time of the day, he immediately nodded, gave Mu Yu a few pills to consolidate his cultivation, and returned to his residence.

It's just that Mu Yu always felt that behind him, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him all the time, he didn't care, smiled lightly, and raised the magic circle.

Around the end of the evening, the pastoral language had already consolidated its cultivation.

Stepping into the foundation building period, there is an indescribable lightness and confidence all over the body.

The divine sense can control the sword, and can take the head of a person dozens of miles away, and fly with the sword, just like the heavenly immortal in the mouth of mortals......

All kinds of biographical novels, and the image of immortals in the mouth of mortals, can be found in the body of Mu Yu, if he enters the world, he will become a country, hundreds of millions of people of the emperor, glory and wealth can not be enjoyed.

......

Mu Yu took a sip of the wood attribute spiritual liquid, and immediately, he took out the golden Jiao sword, Qingfeng boat, yellow gourd and other magic weapons.

These magic weapons are all the trophies that have been won by the pastoral cultivators for ten years, most of them are spiritual treasure-level magic weapons, and only a few are semi-spiritual treasures. It can be said that the net worth of ordinary monks in the early stage of foundation building is not as rich as that of Mu Yu, such as that Tong Ming, who is quite shy in his pocket, and there are only one or two spiritual treasures, and the rest are a bunch of tattered talisman treasures.

After pondering for a moment, Mu Yu pinched the trick with one hand, and an invisible light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, hitting Jin Jiaojian's body.

Suddenly, a feeling of sibling connection came to Mu Yu's heart.

Mu Yu has placed his own exclusive divine consciousness imprint on each spiritual treasure magic weapon, and unless he cultivates five times larger than him, it will be difficult to break his divine consciousness imprint.

Laugh at!

Harnessing the Golden Jiao Sword, dancing a few times in the void, like an arm command, with just one thought of the pastor, this sword will reach the next position without hindrance.

Mu Yu went out and glanced at the earthen house where Elder Han was resting, the magic circle and prohibition that shrouded the medicine valley were still not removed by him, as if he was worried that he would run away.

However, even if Mu Yu had the intention of running away, he would not dare to flee, in that case, he would undoubtedly break the oath he had promised, and he would be devoured by the demons in the future, and his death would be extremely terrifying.

Unless it was Elder Han who took the initiative to speak, gave up this agreement, or took the first step to make a move that was unfavorable to the pastoral language.

Mu Yu raised his head, with a move of his hand, the golden sword was rapidly enlarged in the void, he kicked on one foot, stood firmly on the sword, and with a slight movement of his thoughts, the sword turned into a golden ray, and rushed into the sky in an instant!

- Fly with your sword!!

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After practicing for about two hours, Mu Yu's joyful sword flew down and landed in a clearing in the Gobi Desert.

Although the attribute of the Golden Jiao Sword is gold, and the speed alone is not too fast, but the attribute of the Wood Spirit Sword is wind, which is the spoils obtained by Mu Yu after swallowing the Five Poisons Ancestor Yuan Shen, and under the full urging, it can be comparable to the speed of an ordinary mid-stage foundation building monk. It's more than twice as fast as Qingfengzhou.

As long as you master the skill of sword control, which kind of flying sword you are, you will be like an arm command.

In this way, time passed slowly, and Mu Yu, who had finished practicing his sword control skills, was also meditating and recovering his spiritual power, waiting for a morning full of murderous opportunities.

Elder Han came out of the house, looking energetic.

He came to the front of the shepherd and took the first step to remove all the formations and prohibitions.

Several array flags and array disks flew back, turned into streamers, and flashed into Elder Han's storage bag.

Mu Yu took a deep breath and looked directly at Elder Han, with one hand behind his back, silently pinching it, while the other hand reached into the storage bag and took out the 'Creation Prescription' that had just been written.

Looking at Mu Yu's right palm, Elder Han's eyes suddenly burst out with a ray of essence, and his face also showed undisguised ecstasy and greed. (To be continued.) )