A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

They can't do anything, the only thing they can do is save one mortal and count one. Ghost gate is a very old and mysterious force, deeply rooted in the triple continent, it is impossible to eradicate them, let alone only them.

The repair of the dead wood may be high, but it is unrealistic to let him fight the whole ghost door alone. The people who rescued this village today do not know which villagers will be harmed by the plague tomorrow. They cannot take care of all the mortals on the triple continent. The ghost gate wants to act secretly. It is impossible to stop them with their two abilities.

Mu Yu couldn't help it. The size of the triple continent was so small that he couldn't stop the ghost gate. In the past, the people of Guimen were staring at the millions of souls in the Moyun Mountains, and now they have to kill thousands of mortal souls for the white ape demon king's seizure of nine formations. This kind of cruel means everyone is to blame. It should have long erased the forces of Guimen from the triple continent.

But the ability of the ghost gate is very effective against Yumeng, which is one of the reasons why the ghost gate continues to exist in the realm.

The days with dead wood passed quickly, and Muyu would often make the dead wood angry, just to speak more conveniently. It is also because the dead wood does not care about the wood feather, otherwise ten wood feathers are not enough for him to pack up. However, since this year, Mu Yu has unknowingly changed the character of dead wood, because in the past, dead wood never spoke more than ten sentences a month, and now he can scold Muyu thousands of sentences a day, and it is almost a tuberculosis.

Muyu unknowingly spent a year in the drywood valley. During this year, he and the deadwood went to heal mortals everywhere. Not only did he have a deeper understanding of "The Book of Poison", he even learned the formation method kind.

Muyu's cultivation practice has been consolidated in Yuanying Mietian, and he has a more thorough understanding of his sword skills. Although Drywood scoffed at everything about Feng Haochen, he only expressed no opinion about his swordsmanship, which also made Muyu feel magical.

Tianjian Jiu Yin is Feng Haochen's only thing not to be denied by dead wood.

For Mu Yu, it was a particularly painful thing for him to pretend to be serious with Kumu, especially as a sullen old man. The conversation between them ended in Kumu's cursing voice. Fortunately, he also has two wonderful flowers that are fighting every day, Xiaoshuai and Longteng. He also found a way to relieve boredom, attracting all the monsters in the river, and then using Longteng’s dragon power to make these monsters obedient, and finally He also drilled these monsters in a decent way.

He found a Beast Array from the formation that the Drywood taught him. This formation was to kill the Beast and let the Demon Spirit be stored in the Beast Array, and then let the people who entered the array be besieged by the Beast.

Mu Yu feels that this method is too cruel. The demon spirit can be controlled by the formation, and the monster can't be controlled. With the dragon vine, he can order these monsters to be obedient in order, so that the monsters' attacks will not be scattered. chapter.

Muyu was idle and had nothing to do. According to the different cries of each monster, he started a chorus and formed a monster singing group. Every night, Muyu was training his singing group, making the dead wood very unhappy, because His retreat was disturbed.

Finally, one day, the dead wood interrupted Muyu's so-called valley chorus and showed Muyu what to do next.

The dead wood stuttered for a long time and explained Muyu a very shocking news.

"Are you a member of the Danding School?" Mu Yu was really surprised when he heard the news. Danding School was all alchemists above him, but how could a dead man with dead wood come from the Danding School?

Withered snorted softly, and he didn't seem to like Danding.

"What are you going to take me to Dan Ding Pai? Do you use poison to fight against Elixir?" Mu Yu asked with a fuss.

"What do you think I want to find a successor?" Withered Wood spoke very smoothly this time.

Mu Yu was dumb, and withered wood struggled to figure out a valley that could poison the Cultivator. The ultimate goal was just to find an heir, and then go back and prove the superiority of the poison to the Danding faction? This is ridiculous!

"You have to go to a place to look for medusa and Jiuqi Dihunhua, and to find these two we must go to the Danding School." Withered wood is not for Muyu to prove anything. His purpose remains the same, helping Feng Hao. Dust resumes cultivation, and let Feng Haochen do something that the dead wood has refused to say.

"These two things can be found in Danding School?" Mu Yu felt a little strange. If Danding School could find the dead wood, he could just go back and pick it up. What would Muyu do?

The dead wood shook his head and said, "You will know later."

The Dan Ding faction is dominated by alchemy and enjoys a high status on the triple continent. It is a pity that the practice of dead wood is dominated by poison, and it is not to be seen by the people of the Danding school, and finally it is impossible to choose to leave based on it.

Witherwood has always believed that there is no difference between making poison and alchemy. Elixir is also beneficial and harmful. He studied poison to actually practice medicine. Medical science is about treatment, and toxicology is about trauma. Medical treatment starts with the damaged tissue, and toxicology is the root of medical treatment.

Knowing how the body tissue is destroyed is equivalent to knowing the treatment method. Toxicology works the opposite way, but because the reputation of poison changes people's reputation, the poison masters are not seen.

The same as the self-cultivator, the alchemist plays the role of saving lives and helping the wounded, and the poison master is the horse of the black sheep. When talking about poison masters, the first thing people think of is that the colorful poison mist makes people miserable, because the poison master will use poison to hurt people. However, alchemists fight against people. The methods they use are actually the same as those of poison masters. They also use drugs to hurt people, but their reputation is better.

"I'm running out of time." Withered Wood suddenly said something inexplicable.

Mu Yu laughed: "Why? You are not ready to enter the coffin?"

Xiaoshuai interjected and said, "Yes, he is dying."

"What? Isn't this true!"

Mu Yu has always believed in Xiaoshuai's words. Xiaoshuai looked like a **** of death, saying that whoever dies can't live. It can see the differences in the comprehension body, where it is traumatized, and where there is any discomfort, at a glance.

Withered Tree stared at Mu Yu: "After I die, you must go to Danding School. I have already written a letter. You can give this letter to Danding School."

"Aren't you kidding me? Old man, did you hang me up yesterday, and are you ready for the matter today?" Muyu realized what.

"You will be free after I die. Shouldn't you be happy?" Kumu groaned.

He was a lonely person, because he studied poisons so far away, so he had few friends. He knew Muyu had always wanted to leave here, but he didn't want to see his life's effort no one passed on, so he stuck Muyu firmly here.

"There must be a way to save him, right?" Mu Yu grabbed Xiaoshuai and asked seriously.

Xiaoshuai was swayed by Mu Yu, somewhat dissatisfied, and said: "The spiritual power in his body is full of poison, and it is already good to live to this day. He has been struggling to support it, and it is estimated that he cannot support it now."

"Why didn't you tell me this earlier?" Mu Yu was a little angry.

"Don't you warn me not to discuss other people's lives and deaths last time? So I won't say anything." After the last time that Xiaoshuai was rudely treated by the broken sword, Muyu told him that he would not be allowed to say these things casually, If it were not for the dead wood to bring it up today, Xiaoshuai would not say it.

"You are a simple eater! You can talk to me secretly!" Mu Yu was really defeated by Xiaoshuai.

Withered brow frowned, said: "You don't have to pretend, I'm your master's enemy, and I'm keeping you here. You can't wait for me to die soon? Isn't it right now?"

"Hey! Old man, don't you think people are so bad, please!"

Muyu has always been very clear about this matter in his heart. Although the dead wood always blazes at Muyu, but this is also because Muyu always makes him angry. Withered wood rescued him from Fuxianyu, and Muyu would not complain about him alone.

Witherwood was silent for a long time before he asked: "Don't you hate me?"

"I hate what you do? I haven't lost anything now, and I have learned so much about herbal medicine, and it's a little expert. You say you can save my master, I have always believed in you, Because you know too much about my Master, since you know so much, it means that you must have been friends in the past, right?"

"The enemy." Withered Tree corrected.

Muyu shook his head and said: "No one will save the enemy, you just have no misunderstandings, can you?"

"The enemy." Witherwood emphasized again, he stared at Muyu angrily: "The apprentice of the enemy is also my enemy."

"The paranoid old man!" Mu Yu ignored him and asked Xiaoshuai: "The way to save people, say it."

Xiaoshuai hesitated for a long time and said: "Scattering work, only dispersing work can keep him alive."

To disperse the power means to destroy your own Dantian, so that the spiritual power in your body will disappear, and you will be a mortal from then on.

As soon as it came out, Mu Yu was stunned, and Kumu looked at Xiaoshuai. He sneered: "Let me go to work? Let me be humiliated by you, and then die without dignity?"

Withered wood cultivation has already reached its peak and made him distracted, even worse than killing him. How could he dissipate work?

"Is there no other way?" Mu Yu asked heavily.

Xiaoshuai shook his head and said, "He cultivates poison, and his spiritual power is full of poison, and he can still live after dispersing the power. This is the only way."

"Get out! I would rather die than work~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Withered wood roared and swept Muyu and Xiaoshuai out of the tree house. The door of the tree house was closed tightly.

Muyu looked at the Heavenly Demon Tree, and he felt a little lost.

Withered by nature, Kumu was born to be ridiculous. It was estimated that he had been laughed at by many people since he was a child. Later, he practiced the poison path and was rejected by everyone. This is how his lonely character was developed. I want to find a successor and pass down my life's hard work, but I found the apprentice of the enemy by mistake.

Knowing Muyu's identity, he didn't want to teach Muyu what he had learned all his life, but because of his ability to control wood, Muyu became a suitable person for learning poison. He had long understood that he had little time, but he had no choice but to choose Muyu.

Muyu refused to call him Master, so he insisted that Muyu resented him as much as all integrators, so when Xiaoshuai proposed the idea of ​​distracting work, he could not accept it. He can choose to die, but he will never choose to live without dignity in front of his apprentice.

Once he disperses his power, he is a mortal. He has been very strict with Muyu every day for the year, and he hangs up Muyu every time he does.

But what he didn't know was that Mu Yu was never the kind of person he imagined.

"I won't let you die, you either take me alive to Danding School, or I won't go to Danding School!" Mu Yu shouted.

"Do you love to go or not! If you don't go to Danding School, your master will die!" The voice of the dead wood echoed.

"What about you? Aren't you also my master?" Mu Yu said subconsciously.

He never wanted to call the dead wood a master because he thought it was tantamount to betraying his true master, but he also understood that what the dead wood did was no different from a master.

The surrounding aura became agitated, seeming to tremble with the ups and downs of the dead wood mood.