"Monsters eat people?" In the main city of Jingzhou, Mu Yu sat in a teahouse, listening to a group of hunters talking about the terrifying rumors that there were monsters in Nanping Prefecture and eating people alive. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

After a long time, Mu Yu frowned, threw out a few ingots of silver, and left the teahouse.

"Original...... Really as I expected. Mu Yu looked at the white snow and muttered softly.

Back at the manor, Tan Yong and thousands of Lijian Sect monks had gathered in the empty courtyard.

"Senior brother, what news is there from the outside world?" Tan Yong lowered his voice, he knew that Mu Yu had the habit of going to the teahouse and listening to the news brought by the hunters and merchants from the rest of the state.

"There are big demons in Nanping Prefecture who disturb the world, go to one city and kill another, and the means are extremely cruel. The shepherd said.

Tan Yong angrily slammed his left palm with his right fist and said, "These demon beasts! If it weren't for the fact that the four sects of Dong'an were tired of dealing with the Immortal Cultivation Realm of Wu Zhao Kingdom, they would have sent strong men to slaughter their demon groups a long time ago!" ̈

Mu Yu sighed lightly, in fact, the reason for monsters to kill people is the same as that of the human race to kill demons, and the blood feud between the two races is by no means formed overnight.

In the ancient barbaric era, the human race rose, expelled the major ethnic groups, and became the master of this world, occupying all the fertile land, and those demon groups had to escape far away from the mountains, and lay dormant, even if there were occasional big demons in the dust, they did not dare to kill recklessly, and did the cruel thing of slaughtering a city, otherwise, the human clan would send an army of monks to exterminate the demon group where they were located, and kill a fine light!

And if the demon race is respected, the human race is weak, in fact, the situation is basically the same, in this world, the emphasis is on the weak and the strong, the weak will always be the vassals and slaves of the strong, only if they become stronger, can they do whatever they want, or even do whatever they want!

"Senior brother, let's go. Mu Yu patted Tan Yong's shoulder, summoned the Qingfeng Boat, and suddenly magnified in the void, accommodating four or five hundred monks, and then flew towards Lao Jiushan.

Tan Yong also sacrificed a flying magic weapon, and took the rest of the juniors and disciples to chase after Qingfeng Zhou.

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At the foot of the old Jiushan Mountain, there is a million-strong army of Wuzhao State stationed.

Looking at the majestic mountains close at hand, the secular officers and soldiers were also extremely afraid, they already knew that on this mountain, a group of "immortals" lived.

This...... I can't imagine it!

You must know that a single immortal, placed in a secular country, can become the guest of honor of the monarch, and be worshiped by countless people as a god. And the five masters of Wu Zhaoguo are not pinning their hopes on this group of secular officers and soldiers, with their strength, it is unknown whether they can break through the first mountain protection array.

The current old Jiushan has always been wrapped in a cloud of mist, and there is still a brilliant glow, adding a trace of ethereal fairy rhyme.

That glow is not an auspicious qi, but a terrifying beam of light that can destroy a county, and when attacked, it can skyrocket to the size of a small mountain, easily crushing tens of thousands of secular troops.

Whew!

Suddenly, a green light and a silver light flew through the sky, like two meteors, falling straight from the sky.

The sharp whistle sounded throughout the camp, and countless secular officers and soldiers pointed their bows and crossbows at the beams of light that were blue and silver, and even monks sacrificed magic weapons to intercept them.

"Hmph. On the Qingfeng boat, the pastoral language let out a cold snort, and suddenly there were words in his mouth, which made the Qingfeng boat rise up and go straight into the clouds.

Mu Yu didn't give everyone a second chance to make a move, so he controlled the Qingfeng Boat, recited a spell, and in a flash, the entire flying boat wrapped in the green mangs disappeared into the mountain protection array, only rippling slightly on the surface of the magic circle.

After entering Lao Jiu Mountain, Mu Yu and Tan Yong controlled the flying boat and landed on a square somewhere in the sect.

Several deacons came over, and after making sure that it was correct, they let Mu Yu and the others leave.

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"The sect has also decided to close the mountain?"

"Yes, the disciples in the outside world have been recalled by the sect one after another, if the mountain is no longer closed, I am afraid that the sect of Wu Zhaoguo will come to the door......"

Mu Yu walked all the way in the direction of the teleportation array, listening to the gossip of the outer disciples, his brows suddenly furrowed slightly.

"Wushan Sect and Chunlei Valley have actually closed the mountains one after another? Are even the sects planning to withdraw from the secular world and close the mountains to escape the world?" Mu Yu murmured softly, he had been in the main city of Jingzhou, and the news was blocked, and the news about the "Nanping Prefecture Great Demon Eating People" was only learned from some hunters a few days later.

And these outer disciples, when they go out to carry out the mission of the sect, they are all running around, and from their mouths, they can learn the information of the rest of the states.

"The three sects have closed the mountain one after another, and the Xuanyue Sect should be soon...... And the cannibal demon in people's mouths, could it be the fierce spirit that was sealed in the Silver Curse Altar?" Mu Yu whispered, he had always suspected that this series of actions made by the sect was related to the fierce spirit in the Silver Curse Altar, and it was a deliberate abandonment of the secular world, so that the fierce spirit and the Immortal Cultivation Sect of Wu Zhaoguo would fight to the death, and he was taking the opportunity to go out of the mountain and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

"Worldly...... Ay. Mu Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and finally sighed, he was just a little monk, even if he wanted to do something for the fate and future of the secular world, he had the heart but not the power, and could only let the situation develop.

Stepping into the teleportation array, a burst of light flashed a few times, and Mu Yu returned to the inner sect.

Walking through a peach blossom forest, Mu Yu walked along Dongshui Lake and soon returned to his thatched hut.

After preparing several elixir vegetarian dishes and secretly drinking a few glasses of wine, Mu Yu washed away his exhaustion, pushed open the door, and came to his private spiritual field, his eyes flashed slightly, and he recited a spell in a low voice.

Suddenly, a silver light rushed out of the storage bag, it was a silver knife, the blade was sharp, and it was slightly soft and shiny. The whole body is made of a piece of fine warm jade, and is branded with some kind of silver charm, which is the loot obtained from the storage bag of a monk after Mu Yu killed him, and is specially used as a magic weapon for harvesting spiritual grass and treasure medicine.

With a wave of Mu Yu's arm, a few water and fire lotus flowers in the central canal of the spiritual field were cut off by a silver knife, and a spiritual energy flew up, and the water and fire lotus flowers were rolled into the jade box.

"The sect will close the mountain, it will take at least a year, take advantage of this effort, but you can also ripen a batch of elixirs......" Mu Yu's eyes flashed, he pondered for a while, came to the Danfang, inquired about a boy, and learned that Elder Han was still in retreat and refining medicine, so he handed the boy a list and bought a batch of elixir seeds.

Immediately, Mu Yu came to the Inner Sect Hall again, spent almost one-third of the spirit stones in the storage bag, bought all kinds of primary ripening spiritual liquids, and even bought five or six bottles of intermediate ripening spiritual liquids with deep pockets.

Everything was ready, and the pastoral began to retreat and penance.

There are no years of cultivation, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

One day, in that thatched hut, Mu Yu sat on an old futon with his head tilted up, palms rushed up, and white mist turned into a swimming dragon, overflowing from his mouth and nose, surrounding him, hazy and illusory.

After a while, Mu Yu opened his eyes, moved his fingers slightly stiffly, patted the dust on his body, touched it in his pocket, and opened his mouth to swallow a grain of Bigu Dan.

She also doesn't know how long she has been meditating, how long she hasn't moved her body. Anyway, when he was hungry, he would fill his stomach with Bigu Dan, and when he was thirsty, he would drink a little spiritual liquid spring water, and the rest of the time would be as still as a sculpture.

After getting used to it slightly, Mu Yu got up, stretched his limbs, and suddenly there was a crackling sound like firecrackers.

"Huh?" Mu Yu sighed lightly, walked to the door, and found a note stuffed in the crack of the door, only to see a piece of Xiujuan written on the note, which was left by a little Taoist boy, saying that when Mu Yu was out of the customs, he would go to Elder Han's place.

Mu Yu muttered a little, a flame burst out from his palm, and after burning the note to ashes on the spot, he strode towards the Danfang.

After two months, nothing has changed in the inner gate, even the initial tension has faded a lot, and all the disciples have stepped up their penance, intending to improve their strength and better cope with the next sect crisis.

"Meet the master. In the dark alchemy hall, there was only Elder Han, and Mu Yu came to him, clenched his fists, and said loudly.

"Is there a breakthrough in cultivation?" Elder Han opened his eyes and asked indifferently.

"The disciple's qualifications are dull, and it will take some time before he breaks through the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Stage. Mu Yu replied, in fact, he usually refines his body for two days and refines qi for one day, which undoubtedly delays the speed of breaking through the ninth layer of the qi refining period.

Elder Han's face did not show any disappointment, with the qualifications of Mu Yu, according to the normal speed, it would take at least two years to break through the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period, and within five years, he could try to build a foundation for the first time, and in just two months, if he wanted to make any breakthroughs, unless he bumped into some big opportunity, or cultivated to a profound old monster, he would be empowered.

"The remaining Yang Yuan Dan and Han Yuan Dan, the old man has already refined them for you, take them to cultivate well, the sect will close the mountain, it is expected to take about a year and a half, take advantage of this effort, plus these two pills, your cultivation should be able to break through the ninth layer of the Qi refining period. Elder Han glanced at Mu Yu deeply, as if to remind him of something.

Mu Yu smiled slightly and said, "Teacher, don't worry, the day when the disciple builds the foundation will be the time when the teacher breaks through the third-grade alchemist." ”

"Three-Rank Alchemist, which is easy to break through!" Elder Han shook his head.

After hearing this, Mu Yu couldn't help but want to say: Then what do you want the ancient medicine prescription in my hand to do? That is not only an ancient medicine prescription, but also a three-grade medicine prescription! A person who is not a third-grade alchemist can also refine a three-grade pill?

Mu Yu didn't believe that with Elder Han's half-life alchemy career, he couldn't get a few third-grade prescriptions or pills, however, he naturally couldn't say these words, so as not to irritate Elder Han.

In fact, Elder Han also pinned his hopes on the word "ancient", after all, did the recipe for creation come from that era, or was it recorded in the Sanpin Dan Pagoda by the Ancient Danzong!

(To be continued.) )