Douluo starts with a sword

Chapter 113 112. Oh, it smells so good.

The moment he saw the flower, Yang Wudi's eyes completely changed! Extremely eager! Crazy. If Mu En was holding the flower without Ju Douluo next to him, he might not be able to help but rob it.

"If senior Yang Wudi is willing to cooperate with my Wuhun Palace, this Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product will be given to you, senior."

After hearing Mu En's words, Yang Wudi asked with a trembling voice: "Are you really willing to give me this flower?"

Mu En said without hesitation: "Of course, I have heard for a long time that Senior Yang is good at refining medicine, so I think you must be the most suitable owner of this thing."

Yang Wudi took the Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product, leaned in front of Youxiang Qiluo and sniffed it hard, and suddenly started dancing like crazy.

"Light pink, no leaves, stems three feet long, huge flowers, over a foot in diameter, petals as clear as crystal. Hahahahahahaha, it is indeed a legendary fairy, with a delicate fragrance!"

Yang Wudi is laughing, Yang Wudi is laughing wildly.

"Hahahahahahahaha, Youxiang Qiluo Immortal! I have been looking for it all my life, but I never thought I would get it like this! With you, what poison will I dare not create in the future? Tragedies will never happen again, haha,

Very good!"

However, after laughing for a while, Yang Wudi came back to his senses and coughed.

"I don't know, what kind of cooperation is it?"

"Of course it's the study of medicinal herbs."

Hearing this, Yang Wudi's eyes lit up.

"real?"

Apart from practicing, he has only one hobby in his life, which is the ancestral alchemy technique of the Po family.

He has an almost fanatical interest in refining various medicines.

Whenever he encountered rare and rare treasures, he would stay up for days and nights trying to refine the medicine.

After hearing about Mu En's reason for sending Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product, he almost agreed to join Wuhun Palace. When Mu En said that it was research on medicinal herbs, it was his hobby, so he got it.

Eighty percent, in fact, it may not really impress him.

But he was still very proud and said: "Ahem, my broken clan is not surrendering to Wuhun Palace, it is just cooperation, it is cooperation!"

Mu En gave him a face and said: "Yes, yes, it's just cooperation, it's cooperation."

In fact, Mu En understands that Yang Wudi cannot surrender so easily. What really convinces him is strength! The Po Clan became a sect affiliated with the Clear Sky Hammer because of its strength!

Then Mu En spoke again: "But Senior Yang Wudi, I once heard that you chose to join the Haotian Sect because you admired the indestructible attack power of the Haotian Hammer. I want to challenge you and prove to you that my martial arts

The sword of the Soul Palace is by no means inferior to the Clear Sky Hammer!"

"Oh, you want to challenge me?"

Yang Wudi was intrigued by Mu En, who nodded: "Yes, we have an opportunity to cooperate now, but I want to use my strength to prove that Wuhun Palace is not weak to Haotian Sect. But not now, give me

Three years, after three years, if you win, you will be Wuhundian's lifelong partner."

Although the Wuhun Palace did not specifically suppress the four clans, those forces were afraid of offending the Wuhun Palace and did not even dare to buy medicine from the Po Zhi clan, let alone other clans. In fact, their source of funds had long been cut off.

If the Po clan had some wealth, they would have already suffered from the northwest wind.

Cooperating with Wuhun Palace can once again feed the people below.

At the same time, if other forces see that one clan cooperates with Wuhun Palace, then other clans will no longer suffer this kind of oppression.

"Okay, I agree! I will wait for you after three years of agreement. Also, where is your name?"

It was impossible for Mu En to tell her her real name, so she gave her the pseudonym she had always used.

"Jig."

"Jig? I remember you! If you win, I will surrender to you just like I surrendered to the Haotian Sect."

Yang Wudi replied, and then took a sip of the delicate and delicate floral fragrance.

"Emma, ​​it smells so good~"

This is how the story of the Po Clan ended.

And the follow-up after that was all left to Ju Douluo to handle, because he was responsible for the next thing, and he really didn't understand things about medicinal herbs.

Mu En also seemed to be relieved. He changed his clothes and left the Po clan.

Next, Mu En will start traveling!

A week later, Mu En was wandering in a forest. He had nothing to do when he came out. He mainly wanted to join in the fun whenever something happened.

Maybe you can encounter something good by accident?

The current Mu En's first sword soul is ten thousand years old, his second sword soul is five thousand years old, his third sword soul is eight thousand years old, and his fourth sword soul is fifty thousand years old.

See if you can try your luck to encounter a place with thunder or water attribute energy to increase the life of the sword soul. When it comes to water, of course you have to go to the sea. After all, the sea is full of water.

"Where to go next?"

When Zhu Zhuqing heard that Mu En was going on a trip, he ran out and followed Mu En as he floated around him.

"Has Kitty been to the beach?"

Mu En said: "We can eat a lot of fish then."

Zhu Zhuqing shook his head: "Because of the problem of the Xingluo royal family, I have never been anywhere, and the sea is only in my imagination."

Mu En smiled and stretched out his hand to rub the kitten's ears. They were real ears, not hair like cat ears.

Mu En said: "Then, let's go and have a look. Speaking of which, I've never been there either."

"I understand the truth, but what does this have to do with you always touching my ears?"

"I miss you."

"Will you let go?"

"Oh, what does it have to do with...Hey, hey! Don't scratch your face!"

"Meow!"

With the kitten's company, Mu En was not alone along the way. It can be said that he prefers someone to accompany him than the boring person before.

However... the fighting didn't end soon. The place was a bit remote, with traces of explosions and chaotic soul power fluctuations.

Looking at the small tree that was broken in the middle and the relatively neat arc-shaped wounds on the tree, it is estimated that someone used a sharp sword blade to cut it here.

If it were just that, Mu En wouldn't be so concerned.

Mainly because of the blood stains on the grass blades under his feet and the faint smell of blood, he became a little tense.

This is not a special bloody smell.

This is the smell of the evil soul master!

"Kitten, start cleaning up the garbage!"

With so much kindness, Zhu Zhuqing also nodded seriously, followed the direction where the smell of blood came from, and quickly and quietly touched it.

I followed this breath for about a few kilometers.

The smell of blood along the way became stronger and stronger.

This is not a good sign.

Mu En frowned and quickened his pace.

A village appeared far away, and his heart sank.

This is the result he least wants to see.

Evil soul master + village = a massacre

When he felt it approaching, it was just as he expected.

Dozens of families in a village have been slaughtered, and an evil soul master, the Soul King, is in the middle of the village intoxicated, absorbing the souls and blood of the deceased.

(End of chapter)