A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

　　 He never thought that this would be the case. The purpose of his search for medusa was to help Master restore his cultivation practice, and he never wanted to take his cultivation practice into it.

　　 Muyu looked at the two groups of black and white mist in front, but there was a trace of clarity in his brain. He found that one group of black and one group of white mist seemed to call himself. He extended his hands hesitantly and clicked on the two leaves of Jiuqi Dihunhua.

A breath of chaos from a distance suddenly came from the two leaves of Jiuqi Dihunhua along Muyu's index finger. This breath has two very different forces intertwined with each other, flowing through each of Muyu's body. The meridians, the breath of life and death linger in Muyu's body, filling the various wounds on Muyu's body.

　　In his amazed expression, the damage at Dantian was gradually repaired, and spiritual power was continuously flowing out from Dantian. A black and white vortex appeared in the center of Dantian, chasing each other like a Tai Chi. In the center of the vortex a black and white weird spiritual power flowed, flowing into the meridians of his body.

　　 If the original spiritual power is the purest power, then the spiritual power on Muyu is black and white, but it returns to the original, with a vast potential, balancing the breath of his body. The black-and-white spiritual power began to flow unceasingly, and Muyu's cultivation practice continued to rise. !

　　 "Om!"

When the power of Muyu Dantian was extended to the limit, the black and white spirit of Jiuqi Dihunhua automatically classified as calm, and then the two leaves continued to shrink, drawing all the anger and death around them into the leaves. .

　　 "The power of curiosity!" Mu Yu felt the black and white spiritual power in her body, and felt that the whole person seemed to be reborn. His mind moved slightly, with a faint and holy white mango filled on his left hand, as if the original vitality was running endlessly; his right hand was slightly enveloped with a simple black mango, like the power at the end of the world, dignified and solemn.

　　 These two very different forces made him amazed. He didn't expect to be blessed by misfortune, he would be possessed by this power. But this is not the time to sigh, the power in his body is still circulating, he must stabilize it, so he quickly closed his eyes and entered into cultivation.

I don’t know how long afterwards, the two forces in the body were finally controlled freely by him. He opened his eyes and found that there was nothing around him, and even the floor standing under him was blasted out of a huge pit, which was a red pattern. Hold yourself in the air.

　　 "Are you awake?" Withered wood slightly tired and slightly surprised voice came from behind.

　　 Muyu turned his head and found the dead wood sitting outside the guardian array. After seeing Muyu okay, withered wood finally relieved.

　　 "It's been half a month before I finally woke up. I really don't want to worry.

　　 Drywood's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. It seemed that he hadn't rested for a long time. He cursed angrily on his mouth, but there was a hint of relief in his speech. Since Muyu's accident, he hasn't left and has stayed here.

　　 Muyu touched the back of her head helplessly, whispering: "The first thing you wake up is to be scolded by you, which is unfortunate."

　　 However, the anger and death of the grass were finally separated, and they are now being integrated into the two leaves of Jiuqi Dihunhua. Jiuqi Dihunhua can only temporarily restrain the anger and death of the grass, according to the dead wood, it is estimated that it will not be suppressed after one year. When angry, Feng Haochen will be handed over to the Mo Yun Mountain Range, and he will find ways to solve it.

　　 Xie Bulao and Feng Haochen also rushed over, Xie Bulao unblocked the guardian formation, Mu Yu was finally able to get out of this formation, he handed the anger of the Nethergrass to Feng Haochen.

　　 "Master, with this, you will be able to resume cultivation and you will be just around the corner." Mu Yu was a little excited, and she was busy for so long to wait for this moment. As long as the master resumes cultivation, the Sanchong Palace will no longer need to be afraid, and at that time Tianran will be able to recognize Feng Haochen.

　　 Feng Haochen saw Mu Yu not being hurt, but repaired to a higher level, but also relieved, said: "You are fine just fine."

Xie Bu Lao stared at the dead air of Muyu in Muyu's hands and said, "Boy, your wood spirit is originally a thing of life, but it is the best way to absorb the dead air. Based on the current situation, if you want to deal with it in the future If you lose the dead breath of the turfgrass, it probably means that it will become a pure dead thing. You have to be mentally prepared."

　　 Muyu nodded. He also felt a little guilty about Mu Ling. Mu Ling saved him many times. After being invaded by the dead air this time, it lost a vigorous vitality, but added a thick and solid breath. This breath is completely opposite to the original vitality. No one knows if it completely absorbs the dead air. what's going to happen.

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　　 In the next few days, Muyu was adapting to the peculiar black and white spiritual power in his body. He told his two masters about his situation, but neither Feng Haochen nor the dead wood knew exactly how this power came from. Under the guidance of Feng Haochen, Mu Yu began to purposefully guide the black and white spiritual power and consolidate his cultivation.

　　 Black and white spiritual power is extremely magical to Mu Yu. He feels that he has an endless spiritual power in his body. Dantian stores two or three times the original spiritual power, which is equivalent to more spiritual power in his body than others.

　　After taking another ten days of rest, Muyu finally jumped alive like a normal person, as if nothing had happened, and his recovery ability was a bit amazing.

　　 "Master, envy my spiritual power? Haha!" Muyu proudly posed in front of the dead wood. When he is using spiritual power now, a white awn will appear in his left hand, and a black awn will cover his right hand. Because those two

Dao black and white spiritual power will be scattered. Once he only uses white spiritual power or black spiritual power, both hands will be covered by white mans or black mans.

　　 "What's so envious of? Black and white impermanence, similar to a zombie in a life and death door." Withered Wood said angrily.

　　 Muyu touched the back of the head. The last time I saw the life and death of life and death in the second day, the guy was indeed half black and white. However, he could dress himself up like that, and he seemed incomprehensible. The spiritual power of his body was not as powerful as Muyu's.

　　 Withered wood Seeing that Muyu is fine, he plans to leave here. Here, apart from scolding Mu Yu every day to relieve boredom, he is ignorant of everyone else.

"Are you going to leave alone?" Feng Haochen said in surprise, "I thought you would stay with Muyu for some time, and now he doesn't know whether it's good or bad, and I will return to Yun Yun soon. Mountains, only you can help Muyu."

　　 Drywood looked coldly at Feng Haochen and said: "That force has stabilized and he will not be in trouble. I will also return to Danding School."

"Master, why are you so anxious to go? I must send you back if I want to go!" Mu Yu quickly stopped the dead wood. The dead wood is now repaired only to the Jindan period. If you let him walk back to the Danding school, the ghost knows to go how long.

　　 The most important thing is that Wanwan said that someone was spying on the dead wood that day, and Muyu had to guard against it.

　　 "I'm not a three-year-old child, I will go by myself." Withered said impatiently.

　　 Feng Haochen remained silent for a long while, and said, "Withered wood, thank you anyway."

　　The dead wood has done so much, in fact, it is for Miao Yuyan, which is equivalent to helping Feng Haochen.

　　 Withered wood's footsteps were a little sluggish and his face was weird. He squinted at Muyu. In fact, he basically helped Muyu in the end. Mu Yu did not care about everything in order to help Feng Haochen to restore his cultivation behavior, but also tried hard to save the dead wood. He had an irreplaceable position in the dead wood.

　　 "I'm not helping you." Withered Wood simply walked towards the door when he finished speaking to Feng Haochen.

　　 Muyu said: "Master, I don't worry about him, I will persuade."

　　He followed the dead wood and left the yard, keeping up with the footsteps of the dead wood, and said, "Master, can't you change your stubborn temper?"

"Stubborn boy, who said you are stubborn?" Wither Mu raised his hand and wanted to give Mu Yu a slap, but he still refrained from thinking about it, "I said that, when this matter passes, we will have nothing to do, Don't follow me."

　　 "It doesn't matter if some things are said? You blame the old man, can't you say two good things to make everyone happy?" Mu Yu kicked the stone under her feet, quite helpless.

　　 Muyu of course knew that withered wood had always been worried about his safety. Seeing him staying here for so long, he knew how worried he was. Seeing that Mu Yu was okay, he didn't want to say much. An old man like him who was not good at expressing emotions did not like to say many things.

　　 "Shut up." The dead wood said briefly.

　　 But Muyu showed a smirk at the corner of his mouth. He suddenly stopped and said, "Master, do you really want to leave here by yourself? Don't turn around and hit Miss Wanwan."

Withered eyebrows twitched slightly, looking a little annoyed. After halfway, he stopped and scolded: "Why are you still stunned? Take me to the Baicaotang on the 25th Street, where there is the Danding industry, Every once in a while they will send people back to Dan Ding to send the medicine for sale. I can follow them back without you."

　　 Muyu followed with a smile and asked, "Old man, I'm still curious, what kind of role do I play in your illusion? Is it a heroic savior? You tell me, I will send you over."

　　 "Everyone said it was a bear." Withered Wood stared at Muyu.

　　 Muyu shrugged: "It's really time for you to be teased by Sister Wanwan."

　　 Wanwan still left a huge shadow on the dead wood. Now that the deadwood cultivation is still in the Jindan period, he doesn't want his own generation of poison king to become the male favorite of the evil girl, which is more uncomfortable than killing him.

　　The two walked on the street and didn't speak anymore. Now that the anger and death of the celestial grass are separated, the wish of the dead wood is almost completed. The only thing left is to wait for Feng Haochen to return to the Moyun Mountains and wait for Xiuyu to recover and rescue Miao Yuyan.

　　 "You have to be careful next, if you can't argue with the extremely immortal list, that doesn't make sense to you. The guardians of the Mie Palace will not easily give you a chance to grow." Witherwood broke the silence.

　　 Muyu is not so focused on the matter of the Jixianbang. The Yumeng Lingzhu in his body is sealed by the nine-day seal demon array, basically don’t have to worry about any problems. But even so, because of Yumeng Lingzhu’s identity, his identity is also very sensitive to others. It is difficult for the human race to believe in a self-cultivator with Yumeng’s ability, so he does not intend to blend the triple mainland self-cultivation world with Disputes between the Yumon demons.

　　 They came to Twenty-five Mile Street through the teleportation array. The Twenty-five Mile Street was very lively. The storefront of Baicaotang was magnificent and the city was in the door. The elixirs sold here are all from the alchemists of the Danding School. Both quality and efficacy are guaranteed, so many innocent people will come here to buy elixirs.

　　 They stepped into Baicaotang. The first floor of Baicaotang sells a variety of herbal medicines. There are absolutely everything you can buy here. Many precious herbs can be found. The herbs are placed in cabinets, which are densely packed, floating in the air in a scattered manner, protected by the formation. The characteristics of various herbs are written on each cabinet. If you want to

To see the vintage characteristics of herbs, you have to find Baicaotang folks.

　　Bai Cao Tang is very spacious and bright, and there are many alchemists who specialize in herbal medicine on the counters. These alchemists are all disciples who have just started to learn from Danding. One of the things they need to do before they get started is to come to Danding to set up herbal appraisal in commercial companies across the mainland. Herbal medicine identification is a basic skill for alchemists. Every Danding disciple who wants to become a qualified alchemist must come to this place to practice.

　　 These alchemists are not called alchemists. People are used to calling them pharmacists, because their alchemy technology has not yet reached a certain level. Before becoming an alchemy master, all alchemists must be a forensic chemist for a period of time. It is necessary to be familiar with the characteristics of various herbs. The identity of the pharmacist is not as honorable as the alchemist.

　　 Muyu had just entered Baicaotang and suddenly felt something was wrong. The breath of plants here is extremely strong, which is not a big surprise for Mu Yu. What really surprised him is that all the plants in Baicaotang are connected with his heart. As long as he wants, he can even make those herbs Sprout and take root directly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Blooming branches!

"How is this possible?" Mu Yu was a little shocked. Before, if he wanted to control a certain kind of herbal medicine, he had to get in touch. But today it seems that he doesn't need to touch at all. Just a thought, the plant that is twenty feet away from him Can all be controlled by him?

　　 How did his ability to control wood suddenly become so powerful?

There are many people in Baicaotang. Some people buy herbal medicines and elixirs, while others sell herbal medicines. The prices of spirit stones vary from herb to herb. Dozens of them are fourth-order alchemists who specialize in pointing them out. Rookie-level alchemist.

　　 "My strain of Litianyetianlian has at least two thousand years, do you say that there is only one thousand years? Are you deliberately lowering prices?"

At this moment, a sharp voice came from a counter. A young man with a pockmark shouted dissatisfiedly at the alchemy master of herbal medicine identification. His voice was very penetrating and overshadowed many people. 'S voice attracted everyone's attention.

　　 Muyu looked around, and a black lotus on the counter was exuding the Taoist mysterious spirit, gently swaying. It seems that this young man with a face of face has a dispute with the appraisal pharmacist on the counter because of the issue of herbal medicine year. You should know that the price difference between Li Qian Ye Ye Tian Lian in the one thousand and two thousand years is more than a grade.

　　 "Year of hating Ye Tianlian?" Mu Yu's mind shrouded on Ye Tianlian on the counter, a smile appeared slightly on the corner of his mouth.