Mu Yu found that on the top canopy of the tree, there was a young man, holding a three-stone bow, calmly took out an arrow, put it on the string of the arrow, and pulled it with his fingers, and in an instant, a strong wind wrapped the arrow and shot at the wolf. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Each wolf pack must have a wolf, as the leader of the wolf pack, if the head wolf insists on fighting, the rest of the wolves will fight to the death, and if the head wolf dies, it may arouse the anger of the rest of the wolves, but it will definitely not fight to the death, when the damage ratio exceeds the bottom line they can bear, they will scatter and flee.

Laugh at!

The power of this arrow is very strong, in the eyes of normal people, that is, a vague thought, the arrow has already flown in front of him, and there is no time to dodge.

However, the wolf seemed to have been psychic, his pupils shrank slightly, and he dodged the arrow with a roll, while a slightly smaller gray wolf behind him was pierced through the skull by this arrow, and with a wail, he whined to death.

Snort!sss

The rain of arrows is non-stop, this young man's arm strength is very strong, and generally a bow and arrow of this weight like a three-stone bow may not even be able to pull a few times for an adult. Those who can keep pulling the three-stone bow are all the elites of the army.

One, two, three......

Even if the trunk of the tree was constantly shaken by the wolves, the accuracy of the young man's archery was not affected in the slightest, and his body did not move, like a stone or a stake, fixed there, and with the passage of time, more than thirty gray wolves, including seventeen or eighteen, died under the young man's arrow.

In the blink of an eye, the arrows in the quiver were already used up. The young man's expression showed a hint of nervousness, and he slowly got up after looking at the wolves indifferently, muttering that he didn't know what to say.

However, the general meaning of this statement should be that he wants the shepherd to run away as soon as possible.

Mu Yu bared his teeth, smiled at the young man in the tree, picked up a wooden stick casually, and walked towards a gray wolf as big as a dog.

Whew—

The gray wolf opened its mouth and let out a wolf howl, and in an instant, it kicked its hind feet, and then it scurried over, its sharp claws protruding, three or four centimeters long, glowing with cold light.

"Gawa's skin is ...... resistant," the young man shouted anxiously, and kept gesturing to Mu Yu to make him run quickly.

Laugh at!

Mu Yu waved his arm indifferently, and the short stick was rolled with a gust of wind, and there was a piercing sound, and then, there was a "pop" sound, and the short stick was whipped on the head of the gray wolf.

Oh......

The gray wolf let out a mournful roar, fell to the ground in an instant, and with a few slight strokes, the wolf's eyes widened, and he died of skull shattering.

The boy opened his mouth, a little surprised.

The pair of eyes of the head wolf revealed a hint of surprise, and it let out a low sound, and immediately there were seven or eight gray wolves, carefully surrounding the past, showing a staggered formation of twos and threes.

Mu Yu's lips hooked a cold smile, if he didn't wake up early, maybe this group of wild wolves would eat his body.

Although with the strength of Mu Yu's body, even if a crocodile's bite force breaks its teeth, it can't leave a white mark, but when you think about it, the scene of being eaten by wolves is furious.

"A bunch of animals that don't open the spirit, all of them will die for me!" Mu whispered, the short stick was like a knife, only to hear a sound like "stabbing" tearing the air, in a short period of time, when the wooden stick was drawn to the gray wolf's heavenly spirit cover, although there was no injury on the surface, but in fact, the skull under the scalp had been completely smashed by the dark energy.

The head wolf shrunk its neck, it had already opened some of its minds, and understood that the human youth in front of it was not something that he could provoke, and immediately issued an order to retreat.

However, the murderous Mu Yu rushed to the head wolf with a quick step, and the short stick in his hand slashed straight away, with a heavy energy. Before the short stick fell, the momentum that was like a mountain and a sea of energy had already caused the head wolf to bend his limbs and knees and be pressed to the ground.

Syllable!

A gentle breeze echoed with a stick, causing the blades of grass and trees on the ground to sway and shake.

I saw that the wolf's eyelids rolled up, his chin hit the ground, and then he didn't move.

Whew......

The rest of the gray wolves screamed, jumped up one after another, and tore towards the pastoral language.

Behind Mu Yu's one-handed back, he didn't see any tricks, his wrist shook slightly, and every time he shook it, a gray wolf died, and in a few breaths, only two gray wolves survived.

Sou!

With a flick of his wrist, the short stick came out of his hand, turning into a blurred shadow and slashing into the body of an escaped gray wolf.

Immediately, Mu Yu's body flickered, and he came to another gray wolf, grabbed its hind legs with his big hand, and smashed it directly to the back of his head, and with a bang, a pothole appeared on the ground, and blood seeped out, filling the pit.

On the canopy, the boy flew down, looking at the wolves that had fallen to the ground in surprise, and then, he raised his head and looked at Mu Yu, there was no fear or nervousness, his eyes were very clear, full of curiosity and admiration.

The young man muttered a lot of words, and Mu Yu frowned lightly, trying to capture a trace of divine consciousness from the young man's spirit.

Gradually, Mu Yu used the Yue dialect quite jerkyly, said his name, and also learned the identity of the boy.

Bai Yu, a native of Vietnam, lives in a village not far away.

The pastoral language followed Bai Yu to that village, which was very old and old-fashioned.

This village is called Wei Village, there are about seventy or eighty households, and the village chief is a large landowner of Wei Village, also surnamed Wei, hereditary replacement. The village rules set up by the local emperor in this vicinity are better than the laws of the Yue Kingdom, and the villagers are also very in awe of the village chief of Wei Village.

Walking on the road, Mu Yu thought secretly.

He's in a bad situation, but it's not too good.

After swallowing the Tyranny Yuan Pill, the mana was completely dispersed, and the mana could not be used for three months, and after the duel with the empty immortal mage Yuan Shen, the Mud Pill Palace of Mu Yu was damaged a little, and the Yuan Shen was extremely weak, and the scope of the divine consciousness shrouded was reduced from the original dozens of miles to less than half a meter, and the time to barely use the divine sense was only about five minutes.

And this situation is estimated to take four or five months to recover.

"Now I have to find a way to restore my cultivation as soon as possible, refining a pot of pills, repairing the damaged Mud Pill Palace, and the Yuan Shen who has lost a lot of spirit. The shepherd said secretly.

Bai Yu's family, there are not many relatives left, there is only one grandfather, half of his body is in the ground, and in recent years, there have been some more diseases, and he is basically recuperating at home.

Mu Yu looked at the old man, his eyes flashed slightly, this old man should have been a monk, but for some reason, his mana was lost, and his whole body was shrouded in a kind of dead air.

And the reason why the boy was at such a young age was that he could easily pull out the three-stone bow like a toy. It was also caused by his grandfather who cultivated his body with some herbs since he was a child, making his muscles and bones extraordinarily strong.

The old man's eyes were cloudy, but there was a hint of shrewdness, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't see the identity of the pastoral monk.

Before this old man, at most he was in the realm of the Qi refining period, not to mention that Mu Yu's mana had been completely lost, if he wanted to hide it sincerely, ordinary masters in the late stage of foundation building would not be able to see his true identity.

"Grandpa, this is the eldest brother of the shepherd, when his grandson was hunting in the forest...... Met. Bai Yu put down his bow and arrows and said to the old man.

Bai Yu originally wanted to say "saved while hunting in the forest", but suddenly thought about it, from beginning to end, it was this senior, hanging a wolf pack, even if he didn't make a move, with those thirty or so wild wolves, in front of the seniors, like a group of mice, right?

The old man nodded at Mu Yu, looked at him deeply, then lowered his head and continued to smoke his cigarette pouch.

"Brother Mu, don't mind, my grandfather has always been silent, but in fact, others are still very good. Bai Yu made the bed for Mu Yu and said, "Brother Mu lives here now, and when he heals his injury, it's not too late to leave." ”

"Thank you, little brother. Mu Yu smiled slightly, although ordinary beasts did not pose any threat to him, but if he met a real demon beast, there were still some dangers, he could see that Bai Yu's physique was very strong, he should have taken a lot of herbs, and there was even no shortage of elixirs, borrowing his hand to collect some elixirs for himself to heal, which could speed up his recovery.

"Little brother, I wonder if you can collect these herbs for me?" Mu Yu handed Bai Yu a list.

Bai Yu took a closer look and said, "Most of the medicinal herbs above are available in the mountains, even if there are no in the mountains, those medicine shops should be able to be found in the town not far away." ”

When Mu Yu heard this, his face was slightly happy, the herbs on this list were not valuable, not even a single spiritual grass, but if they were matched with each other and refined, they could extract the spiritual liquid and heal their injuries.

With the realm of a peak alchemist in pastoral language, it is not difficult to make ordinary medicinal herbs transcendent and turn into low-level elixirs.

After seeing Bai Yu leave, Mu Yu began to meditate, silently reciting the cultivation method of the "Nameless Sword Technique", but after a few big weeks, the dantian still did not respond at all, as if it was silent, which made Mu Yu a little anxious.

After a while, Mu Yu exhaled lightly, suppressed the irritability and some uneasiness in his heart, calmed down his state of mind, and began to operate the exercises again and again.

At nightfall, White Feather returned.

Looking at his dusty appearance, Mu Yu smiled slightly, took out a pill from his arms, and handed it to him, "I don't know if this pill can restore the dark disease in your grandfather's body as before, but it should be able to play some role." ”

Bai Yu hesitated for a moment, then tilted his head, showed a clear smile, took the pill, and ran to the old man's room.

"Well, these herbs should be enough for me for three courses, and after three courses, I'll look for other herbs." Mu Yu muttered, now he doesn't have any mana, and he can't open the storage bag. You can only use stupid methods to refine medicine and put forward the essence of it.

Shepherd found a medicine jar and placed it on the stove. Then pour in some water, throw some herbs into it at the same time according to different amounts, only listen to the "clang" sound, close the lid tightly, and cook over low heat.

"It would be nice if I could take out a small black jar, use the small black jar to refine medicine, the quality of the medicine can be greatly improved, maybe after a course of treatment, I will be able to recover a trace of mana, and I can open the storage bag." The shepherd muttered to himself.

Suddenly, there were two sounds of footsteps in my ears.

Mu Yu glanced at his eyes and found that the old man was looking at him with a suspicious face, while Bai Yu behind him was scratching his head with a puzzled face.

Feeling the old man's dead breath in the twilight, most of it had dissipated, his face was ruddy, and he became energetic, Mu Yu smiled lightly, knowing that his elixir had worked, and it should have made the dark disease in the old man's body completely recovered.

"Dare to ask the senior's surname?" the old man bowed and asked.

"The surname of the younger generation is Mu, and the single name is one word. "Pastoral prayer in return.

"Don't dare, the seniors are old!" The old man was shocked, just with a pill, he made the dark diseases that had been piled up in his body for decades completely recovered, such a miraculous means, in front of himself, he called himself a junior, which really frightened the old man.

"You're welcome, uncle, I'm going to bother you a lot in the next few days. The pastor said.

......

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Four days later.

In the courtyard of Bai Yu's house, a young man stood still in the sun.

After taking the medicine he refined, after three courses of treatment, Muyu's dantian was still silent, as if he was dead.

However, the primordial spirit of the pastoral language has recovered a little, and it has stabilized from its original weak state. But every time he used his divine sense, there was still a tearing sensation that made his head split. The range of divine consciousness has reached a distance of one zhang and one foot from the original half a meter.

"It is estimated that no matter how much ordinary herbs I eat, it is useless, it seems that I have to find a way to find some elixir......" Mu Yu muttered softly.

However, next to each elixir, there are almost all demon beasts guarding them, with Mu Yu's current strength, it is okay to meet ordinary first-order demon beasts, once unlucky enough to bump into a second-order demon beast, it is almost a situation of nine deaths!

"Wei Village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and wild beasts are very common, but demon beasts are almost extinct...... It's no wonder that this radius of a hundred miles, the aura is thin, not suitable for cultivation at all, even if it is a little demon, they have escaped to the deep mountains, those places with abundant spiritual energy, which means that there will hardly be any elixir in this vicinity, only by going deep into the mountains, through the vast no-man's land, can you find the trace of the elixir. Mu Yu frowned, thinking secretly.

"Huh?" A little, Mu Yu raised his head and looked at the entrance of the village not far from the courtyard, and suddenly there were many people, even the emperor of the soil here, the landlord surnamed Wei, was also supported by the two concubines, his expression revealed a variety of complex emotions such as anxiety, uneasiness, joy, and fear, and hurriedly trotted to the entrance of the village.

"Who's coming?" whispered the shepherd, "Isn't it a secular official?"

Thinking of this, Mu Yu shook his head, even if the Emperor of Yue Kingdom in the secular world came, what would it be? In his eyes, it was no different from a monkey.

"Brother Mu, Brother Mu!" Suddenly, Bai Yu's voice came, and I saw this young man, rolling smoke and dust all the way, and his little face was covered with excitement, and ran over.

"What's wrong?" asked Mu Yu with a slight curiosity.

"It's an immortal! It's an immortal who has come to the village!!" Bai Yu shouted excitedly.

"Immortals?" Mu Yu was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head with a twinkle in his eyes and touched his chin.