"If the Dong'an Kingdom is destroyed, where should Senior Brother Deng go?" Mu Yu looked directly into Senior Brother Deng's eyes, lowered his voice, and asked. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Senior Brother Deng sighed bitterly and said, "Under the nest, An has finished his eggs? If the Dong'an Kingdom perishes, we will all be reduced to scattered cultivation, just like the rootless Ping, helpless." ”

"With Senior Brother Deng's ability, where are you afraid that you won't be able to eat?" said Mu Yu.

After chatting for a while, Mu Yu sent Senior Brother Deng away, looking at his back, Mu Yu secretly thought to himself: It seems that even the disciples within the sect are not very optimistic about this war, and from Senior Brother Deng's words, he feels that he is quite loyal to the sect......

The sect of Wu Zhao Kingdom has indeed become more and more powerful in recent years, making that Wu Zhao Kingdom seem to have the prestige of the first in the Three Kingdoms. And Xiling Kingdom, one of the Three Kingdoms, is a country that advocates Buddhism, does not like to kill, and is tired of war. I just want to keep the one acre and three points of land, and visit the Buddha Gate Road safely and steadily.

Even if Dong'an sent people to persuade Xiling State to send troops, as long as Wu Zhaoguo did not attack Xiling State for a day, Xiling State would be in an absolutely neutral position, and the two would not help each other.

Mu Yu suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, closed the door of the hut again, and began to meditate and cultivate.

After a few big weeks and a small week, Mu Yu's mind gradually calmed down, becoming a little selfless, the original spirit was ethereal, and in the darkness seen by the two eyes, there was a strange light flickering slightly.

This is the color of the aura of heaven and earth!

The aura is invisible, and it is impossible to see with the naked eye. Unless, as in the pastoral, in a state of subtle contemplation, one can analyze its essence.

Call~~

Call~~

Every time she breathes, she is very slight, but her voice is very loud, giving people a very strange feeling. Dragons of spiritual energy burst out of their nostrils, as if immortals were performing immortal spells.

Suddenly, a large amount of heaven and earth aura, under the operation of the exercises, flowed into the meridians from all directions and converged into the dantian.

The cyclone, which was originally the size of an egg, suddenly expanded to the size of half a fist, causing a feeling of swelling and pain in Muyu's dantian.

Mu Yu was overjoyed in his heart, this was a precursor to a breakthrough, which meant that the 'Qi Condensation Danman' made the dantian go through an expansion and step into the next realm.

About half a year ago, Mu Yu's cultivation had already reached the peak of the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Period, and with the assistance of the medicinal liquid given by Elder Han, it took almost three and a half months to finally push his cultivation to the peak of the seventh layer.

Mu Yu exhaled a breath of turbidity, prepared a few pills, and pinched a spirit stone in his left hand. In the process of breakthrough, any accident can happen, and it is not a bad thing to prepare in advance.

......

Time flies, a month later, one morning.

The fish swimming leisurely in the Dongshui Lake suddenly heard a muffled thunderous sound, and they were so frightened that they rippled and scattered in all directions.

The door of the thatched hut, which had been closed for a long time, opened again, and a young man with fluffy hair and a little sloppy stretched his waist lazily in the early morning sun.

This boy is the pastoral language who has been in retreat for four months.

"Finally refining eight! If it weren't for the gift of Elder Han's medicinal liquid, it would have been at least about a year and a half at night!" Mu Yu whispered.

During these four months of retreat, Mu Yu took Bigu Dan almost every three days, drank a few large mouthfuls of water stored in small black jars, and then immediately closed his eyes and practiced non-stop, replacing sleep with cultivation.

Mu Yu took off his robe, threw himself into Dongshui Lake naked, and took a bath happily.

Immediately, Mu Yu swam a little to the shore, salvaged a few fatty fish, set up a cauldron, and turned on the meat.

After a hearty meal, Mu Yu cleaned up briefly, and then strode towards the Danfang.

Now that the four-month retreat is over, it's time to report back to Elder Han.

Along the way, Mu Yu found that the inner door was a lot deserted, but all the disciples he met were all walking in a hurry.

"During the Great War, even the atmosphere of the sect became so tense?" Mu Yu frowned lightly, this phenomenon is very bad, indicating that the war on the front line is far from being conducive to Dong'anguo. Otherwise, in this quiet place of the sect, the atmosphere would not have become so oppressive.

"Ah, it's Brother Pastor!" The boy under Elder Han's seat, after seeing the visitor, was first surprised, and then hurriedly trotted over and made a long gesture.

"Where's the teacher?" asked the shepherd.

The boy said: "The master is not inside, he only said that if the senior brother comes out of the customs to find it, he will go to the inner sect hall to find Elder Lu." ”

Mu Yu nodded, and walked to the inner hall, the crowd was overwhelming, some people still looked immature, but more people were very old. Most of the old disciples have gone to the front line, and the young disciples are the hope of the sect in the future and have great cultivation value. Most of them stayed in the sect, and almost exhausted all their resources to improve the strength of the younger generation of disciples, causing the cultivation of the younger generation of disciples to grow at an explosive rate.

"Senior brother!"

"Brother Pastor!"

When everyone saw the comer, they all got out of the way, with hypocritical respect on their faces, and made a long gesture.

However, after noticing the fluctuation of the aura on Mu Yu's body, everyone was slightly stunned, but they didn't expect that Mu Yu, who had always been criticized by the inner disciples, had actually reached the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period!

The fifteen-year-old eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period!

Ignoring the change in everyone's expressions, Mu Yu walked into the inner sect hall by himself, and saw Elder Lu with a tightly knit brow.

"Disciple Muyu, meet the elders!" Mu Yu snorted softly and clenched his fists.

Elder Lu raised his head, his eyes suddenly flashed with a glint of essence, he stroked his palms with laughter, and said, "There is finally something that makes the old man happy, four months of retreat, congratulations on your successful breakthrough to the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period." ”

"Elder Xie!" the pastor said again.

Elder Lu said: "Since you have already exited the customs, it just so happens that the old man has a task issued by the sect. Within seven days, you need to lead three hundred Qi refining disciples to help Pingzhou, and the state pastor there will cooperate with you. Before you leave, you need to practice a set of formations with three hundred Qi refining disciples, and practice makes perfect within four days at the latest. ”

Mu Yu's expression was stunned, and from Elder Lu's tone, he felt a trace of urgency, he hesitated a little, and asked, "Elder, is the battle ahead tight?"

Elder Lu's face was full of sorrow, and he said, "Three days ago, the Governor of Duo'er Prefecture rebelled and defected to the enemy, resulting in the loss of Duo'er Prefecture, 100,000 ordinary soldiers were killed in battle, 4,600 Qi Refining Stage disciples died, and three Foundation Building Deacons were seriously injured. ”

After hearing this, Mu Yu couldn't help but gasp.

"The losses are so heavy?!" Mu whispered.

"The main force of the four sect monk armies has withdrawn to the outside of Duo'er Prefecture, containing at least 700,000 elite soldiers and 80,000 qi refining cultivators of Wu Zhao Kingdom, and a large number of foundation building masters......"

After learning about the latest battle situation from Elder Lu, Mu Yu's mood became a little heavy.

Duoer Prefecture is under the jurisdiction of the Wushan Sect and is one of the border states of Dong'an State, bordering Wuzhao State. It is an extremely important strategic location, if Duoer Prefecture is lost, then the army of monks of Wuzhao State can gain a foothold in Dong'an Kingdom, and the grain and grass in the rear can be continuously transported to Duoer Prefecture......

This is something that the four sects must not agree to!

However...... After months of fighting, Dol Prefecture is still lost......

"Has the defeat of the four sects been revealed?" Mu Yu silently shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect it to ...... so quickly"

......

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The eight-clawed fire mantle array was born in ancient times. It is one of the few great killing arrays that the Sword Sect has mastered!

The eight-clawed fire mantis, which is said to be the heir of a true dragon, in ancient times, an adult eight-clawed fire mantis could easily shred the powerful flesh!

Time flies, the ancients no longer exist, and the eight-clawed fire mantis has disappeared.

Some people say that because of the drastic change in the rules of the Heavenly Dao in the mortal world, the aura has become thinner, causing the eight-clawed fire marrow to leave the human realm and go to the heavenly realm or other interfaces.

Mu Yu played with the crimson token in his hand, this token was not big, half the size of a palm, and a mysterious spell was imprinted on the token, faintly emitting a blazing fire.

Looking at the three hundred Qi Refining Stage cultivators gathered around, Mu Yu's eyes swept over the old and immature faces, muttered a little, and said, "Have you ever memorized the mantra that Elder Lu taught you?"

"Remember!" said the crowd in unison.

Mu Yu nodded, and didn't talk nonsense, and began to practice the eight-clawed fire mantis array with three hundred Qi refining stage cultivators.

At first, because we were not familiar with the formula, and we didn't have a tacit understanding with the cooperation, we did it for a long time, and there was no 'formation'.

Gradually, under the non-stop practice of the more than 300 Qi refining period cultivators present, on the afternoon of the third day, they finally 'formed a formation'!

I saw a lifelike, incomparably powerful eight-clawed fire cockroach suddenly roared out and was suspended in the sky above the array.

Its body was eight zhang long, its eyes were as big as lanterns, and it was surrounded by raging flames, and even a rune treasure could be burned!

"Hit!" The token at the slap of the pastor flashed with brilliance, and after the eight-clawed fire cockroach circled for a moment, it suddenly raised one of its claws and pressed down towards a rockery.

Bang!

The two-person high rockery is cracking, and the gravel is flying everywhere!

"The formation has been formed, so let's leave as soon as possible!" Elder Lu walked slowly and said with a deep sigh.

"Yes!" the shepherd promised.

When Mu Yu withdrew the circle, he waved his hand and told everyone to go back and pack up, gather here at six o'clock tonight, and start the journey.

Back at the thatched hut in Dongshui Lake, Mu Yu glanced around, the emotions in his eyes were complicated, he had a whim, and he had a hunch that the next time he returned here, it might be a long time......

Mu Yu hesitated for a moment, did not remove the smoke array, nor did he pull the elixir out of the ground. On the eve of leaving, he sprinkled each elixir with an intermediate ripening elixir, and in order to buy these intermediate ripening elixirs, he spent almost all of Mu Yu's net worth.

"I hope that the next time I come back, you will all have reached maturity......" Mu Yu stood in the spiritual field, wrapped in endless spiritual mist, he let out a soft murmur, a little, and then brushed his clothes away.