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Glancing at his right wrist, the Xuanhuang Fire was frozen by blue ice crystals. Mu Yu's eyebrows suddenly condensed into a pimple, his eyebrows sank, and his face did not reveal the slightest hint of joy after killing the enemy.

If you don't want to find a way to extinguish this Xuanhuang fire, then in order to save her life, Mu Yu has to make a painful decision to cut off his right arm!

Of course, if it does not reach the point of no return, if you cut off an arm, not only will your combat power be greatly reduced, but also your own Dao tires will be affected. As a result, the Dao tire is incomplete and the essence is lost, and the cultivation is likely to stop and will not break through again.

"Find a place to retreat first, recover from your injuries, and find a way to get rid of the Xuanhuang Fire ...... on your wrist by the way" Mu Yu muttered in a low voice, anyway, he had already fulfilled his agreement and got rid of the five lonely elders of the dragon-like mountain stream, and the quota of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Vein House couldn't run by himself, and it didn't make a difference if it was one day earlier or one day later.

Thinking of this, Mu Yu glanced at the direction, and then he took control of a flying sword, and with a moment of smoke, it flickered without a trace and disappeared into the dense clouds.

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Four days later, somewhere deep in the mountains and old forests, under a waterfall.

Under this waterfall, there is a clear lake several feet wide. And next to the lake, there is a simple thatched house, and in the room, a young man in a black robe is kneeling cross-legged on a slightly worn futon, silently meditating and cultivating.

This black-robed young man is a shepherd, and he has been here for four days and three nights of retreat.

These days, Mu Yu has been thinking of a way to drive away the Xuanhuang Fire on his right wrist.

He also thought about subduing this flame and using it for his own use, however, this flame was too domineering, any container would ignite when touched, and even the Lingbao-level magic weapon, after being in contact with the Xuanhuang Fire for a long time, the surface spirituality would also collapse in a large area, and the spirit of the instrument would emit a roar.

That is, the small black jar is a treasure that defends the sky, which can accommodate the Xuanhuang fire. However, the small black jar is still very useful, and it cannot always be used as a container for carrying Xuanhuang fire.

With the current cultivation of the pastoral language, it is impossible to devour and fuse the Xuanhuang Fire at all, and no matter how you say that the realm has to break through the late stage of foundation building, you can only try.

Otherwise, with such a domineering flame, the Great Gu Elder would already be invincible in the foundation building period, and even if he was a body refining cultivator, he would not dare to grab the peak with the Xuanhuang Fire.

Slowly, the blue ice crystals produced by the rich cold air released by the Ice Ring became thinner.

The volume of Xuanhuang Huo on his right wrist has also shrunk a lot under Mu Yu's efforts for several days, from covering one-third of the size of a fist to about the thickness of a thumb.

A pair of bright eyes opened gently, and in the depths of the eyes, a faint essence flashed by.

Boom!

Lightly protecting the body Linggang, like a stratum corneum, thinly covered Mu Yu's body, and then, his body flew by, and a harsh wind spread in the space, and the next moment, he came to the waterfall dozens of zhang high, rumbling in his ears, like the roar of the Nine Heavens Xuanlei.

Laugh at!

Mu Yu whispered a mantra, and suddenly, the ring of ice that was holding his right wrist quickly enlarged, detached from his wrist, and flew into his storage bag. At the same time, Shu's unfolded right palm also slapped forward fiercely, and the spiral-shaped blue air flow wrapped in the Xuanhuang Fire and submerged into the rumbling and falling waterfall.

"Success!" Seeing Xuanhuanghuo detach from his right hand, Mu Yu's face suddenly revealed a deep sense of joy.

Bang!

The next moment, a large splash erupted from the place where the Xuanhuang Fire submerged into the waterfall, and immediately, a trace of enchanting red flames, like a spider web, spread out in all directions, and a third of the waterfall burned into water vapor in a blur, turning into a dense white mist, rippling in the space.

Looking at this spectacular scene in front of him, Mu Yu was also stunned, he didn't expect that the energy contained in the Xuanhuang Fire was so terrifying, and it directly cut off the waterfall of dozens of zhang!!

Perhaps, in a few days, or even months, when the river from the ocean rejoins here, the waterfall will be restored to its original state?

Mu Yu rubbed his slightly sour wrist, and there was a burning sensation on the surface of his skin.

Patting the storage bag, he took out a jar of cool liquid medicine and sprinkled it evenly on the stratum corneum of the skin, and a silky and slippery feeling was suddenly transmitted from the skin on the fist to the nerves. It also made Mu Yu slowly exhale a breath of cool air.

Mu Yu took out a leyline pill from his bosom and swallowed it, replenishing the spiritual power of the dantian's loss.

After a while, Mu Yu took out a flying sword, stepped on it, and saw a ball of green light flickering, and in an instant it flew into the clouds and disappeared without a trace.

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Yue country, the capital.

Compared with the prosperous scene of the past, the atmosphere in the capital these days is particularly depressing. The streets were filled with soldiers in battle armor and weapons in their hands, as well as iron horsemen whizzing past with indifferent faces.

In the palace, there are still patches of blood stains on the ground, and the eunuchs and palace maids are busy nervously, cleaning up these traces after the war.

The palace is vegetarian, people come and go, all wearing mourning clothes, looking solemn, not daring to squeak, very depressed.

And in the center of the whole palace, there is a majestic golden treasure hall, this treasure hall is called "Zhengxiong Treasure Palace", which is the place where the emperor of Yue Kingdom discusses politics.

At this moment, in the hall of this Zhengxiong Treasure Palace, a large number of civil and military generals wearing mourning clothes stood on both sides of the hall with their hands down, solemn and silent. And King Qing, who was sitting on the dragon chair, had a faint smile on his face, and his eyes showed joy that could not be concealed.

He defeated his eldest brother, killed the prince with a random arrow, and sat on the supreme throne that haunted his soul!

From then on, King Qing is the king of the secular world and the lord of the world!

Looking at the Wenchen generals who didn't dare to breathe under his feet, King Qing felt a different kind of pleasure, this is a feeling of life and death, and only oneself.

King Qing slowly stood up from the dragon chair, and he was about to speak, but he saw a bright green light outside the hall, which was flying rapidly. King Qing's pupils shrank suddenly.

It wasn't until the Qingmang separated from the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs and landed in the hall that the light slowly faded away, the fear and nervousness on King Qing's face dissipated without a trace, and he hurriedly walked down the steps and bowed to the figure in the Qingmang: "Immortal Master, you are finally back, it really makes Xiao Wang so worried." ”

Mu Yu glanced at King Qing lightly, looking at the way he was full of spring breeze before, he couldn't wait to laugh for a few days and nights, how could he worry about his life? It is estimated that he also prayed silently in his heart that he would die with the five lonely elders of the dragon-like mountain stream, so as to save the place in the house of the leylines of the Dragon and Tiger Mountains.

Greeting the pair of Mu Yu, as if he could see through the eyes of the heart, King Qing's sincere smile became a little weak and embarrassed, and he couldn't help but bow his head slightly.

"The five lonely elders have been killed by me, and the promise I promised you has been fulfilled, so should your promise also be fulfilled?" said Mu Yu calmly.

"Naturally, this is natural! However, before that, please let Xiao Wang pick up the wind and wash the dust for the immortal master, so as to repay the immortal master's kindness!" said King Qing.

"No need, I'm still in a hurry. Mu Yu waved his hand.

King Qing smiled and nodded, didn't say much, and immediately led the way in front, with a humble and respectful attitude, which made Mu Yu look at him differently.

You must know that today's King Qing is not a prince or a prince, but the master of the secular world of the Yue Kingdom, sitting on the entire rich world, even if he is not an immortal cultivator, his status is no worse than any monk in the foundation building period.

After all, the royal family of the Yue Kingdom is backed by the territory, and the only three-grade sect - Longhu Mountain, any monk who dares to do anything to destroy the secular world, or attack the members of the royal family, will be hunted down by Longhu Mountain, and will be collectively wanted by the Yue Kingdom Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Otherwise, Mu Yu would have directly captured the prince, beheaded all the prince's henchmen, and supported King Qing to ascend to the throne.

Mu Yu followed King Qing to the inside of a stone tower, and saw King Qing take a pendant from his neck and insert it into the groove of a heavy iron door.

Click-

Listening to the sound of a mechanism, the gears meshed together, and next to the groove, there was a second small groove, slightly protruding, showing the shape of a funnel.

King Qing pulled out a sharp dagger and slashed his finger, blood dripping into the funnel-like groove. Suddenly, there was another sound of gear meshing, and there was a "boom", and the multi-ton door opened inside.

A musty smell permeated from inside the gate.

King Qing carried a candle holder, walked quickly to a shelf, and took the dusty palm big nan wood box.

Mu Yu took it from King Qing's hand, and with a flick of his fingers, a small cyclone blew away the floating dust on it.

"This is ......" When Mu Yu opened the Nanmu box, his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, "A jade slip?!"

A wisp of divine consciousness was poked out and poured into the warm jade slip in his hand. Suddenly, a strange mark emerged from the jade slip. Mu Yu looked carefully for a while, but did not find any other strangeness, and after a little pondering, he secretly thought in his heart: This mark should be similar to a kind of proof, right? With this jade slip in hand, you can obtain a house of leylines in Longhu Mountain......

"Oh yes......" Suddenly, King Qing beside him seemed to remember something. Hurriedly said: "Immortal Master, when Xiao Wang first ascended the throne, took over my royal library, and climbed to the top floor, he accidentally consulted some classics, and there is such a record on it: It is said that Longhu Mountain gave me the royal family, and the quota of the leyline house cannot be used for a long time, and there is a certain time limit. ”

"What is the deadline?"

"Two ...... Two years!"

"Hmph. On the ground, Mu Yu snorted coldly, deafening like thunder, making King Qing tremble slightly, and he was silent for a moment.

Mu Yu looked at King Qing for a little before looking away. Regardless of whether King Qing really doesn't know, or if he is expiring himself, the matter has come to this point, he can't be killed, right?

If you kill him, not only will you lose the quota in the leyline house, but you will also be hunted down by the entire Yue Kingdom Immortal Cultivation Realm, especially the Dragon and Tiger Mountain of the Sanpin Sect!

Pay for one's whistle!

"Two years is two years, it's better than not having one year...... Hmm, two years should be enough for me to break through the middle stage of foundation building, right?" Mu Yu murmured softly, if it is combined with the elixir to assist in cultivation, two years is enough.

After a turn of thoughts, Mu Yu turned pale, put the Nanmu box containing the jade slip into the storage bag, and said to King Qing: "How to say, we are also acquainted, this Qingshen talisman you wear with you, can play a role in clearing the mind and calming the mind, and also has the effect of relieving fatigue." As he spoke, Mu Yu flipped his hand, took out a palm-sized yellow talisman, and handed it to King Qing.

"Gift from Immortal Master Xie!" King Qing was moved to bow for a long time.

When King Qing got up again, he found that Mu Yu had disappeared, and he was the only one left, alone in the slightly musty-smelling, underground royal treasure room.

The deferential expression on King Qing's face gradually disappeared, he stood in place with his hands behind his back, his face was cold, he glanced slightly, looked at the wooden frame where the original Nanmu box was located, and sighed suddenly, revealing some regret and some unwillingness.

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Longhu Mountain, about 400 miles away from the capital of Yueguo, is located in an inaccessible deep mountain and old forest.

In fact, most of the immortal cultivation sects are built in very remote places, and even birds don't

- The more hidden, the better!

However, this is only for mortals, even if millions of troops drive into the deep mountains and old forests and turn over the sky, don't try to find the sect of Longhu Mountain, which is obstructed by many illusions, and always spins in place. However, a high-level immortal cultivator like Mu Yu only needs to follow the route guidance on the map, spread out his divine sense, and search for a while to find the location of Dragon Tiger Mountain.

"The location of the Dragon Tiger Mountain Sect, come and stop!" In a blister-like forbidden, several Qi Refining Cultivators drank lowly.

"Loose cultivation of the pastoral, come with the quota of the house of the dragon and tiger mountain veins!" said in a hoarse voice, wearing the human skin mask, pretending to be ugly.

A suction force flew out from the blister prohibition, and the jade slip in Mu Yu's hand fell into the palm of a qi refining cultivator, "Your Excellency, wait a minute! I'm going to ask Lord Deacon to come." ”

With a little effort, a middle-aged man in a yellow robe with a slightly chubby body, holding the jade slip in his palm, returned here with the qi refining cultivator.

"This thing, but what the head of Longhu Mountain gave to the royal family in the past?" asked the chubby man.

"Yes, now, the new Son of Heaven has given it to me. The shepherd's voice was hoarse.

The chubby man nodded, and he was not suspicious, the mark imprinted on the jade slip was indeed from Longhu Mountain. And if this jade slip was forcibly taken from the royal family by Mu Yu, unless he didn't want to live, he only needed to investigate and the truth would be revealed and severely punished.

Wow!

Suddenly, as the chubby man pinched the trick and hit the blister prohibition, the surface of the latter rippled layer by layer, and after slowly spreading, it disappeared without a trace.

"Fellow Daoist, please inside!" the chubby man smiled faintly, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand made a perfunctory gesture of "please". This series of actions seems to be very friendly, but in fact it exudes a sense of arrogance.

It's no wonder, after all, Mu Yu's identity is only a casual cultivation, and although the slightly chubby man has just broken through to the foundation building period, he is a real disciple of Longhu Mountain, and even the strong people in the late stage of foundation building have to be respectful when they see him.

If it weren't for the rules of Longhu Mountain, like a suspended sword, placed above everyone's heads, the slightly chubby man would have already rolled his eyelids, and impatiently instructed a miscellaneous disciple to receive Mu Yu, and he himself didn't know where to hide.