Dragon Ball God Mu

One day after half a year, Muyang decided to go out to practice again after this period of sublime cultivation.

After all, it is not like Sun Wukong who has a special bloodline that can be lewdly. Only by traveling more and learning from his parents to supplement his knowledge of martial arts can Muyang continue to maintain his vitality. So after explaining to Oya and others, Mu Yang packed his bags and was ready to go.

"Senior Brother Muyang, I wish you a smooth journey."

At the door of the martial arts hall, Asuo and others sent Muyang off.

"Eldest brother, when you come back next time, I will definitely impress you." Junior brother Iya said seriously.

Ness and April were also very reluctant, and kept waving their hands to say goodbye to Mu Yang, "Brother, remember to come back often."

Mu Yang almost fell down, this is a bit strange, as if he was married far away. But Martial Daoist practice outside, the time is not accurate, maybe three or five years in a flash. It's really like a daughter who is married far away from home occasionally returning to her parents' home.

"Don't worry, you all cultivate yourself."

Waving at everyone, Mu Yang smiled lightly, and then jumped into the air, soaring in the sky directly with the sky dance technique, and soon disappeared into the vast clouds.

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In the blue sky, Mu Yang passed through layers of thin clouds and mists, and continued to move forward against the moist water vapor, which stuck to the tips of his hair and quickly condensed into liquid droplets.

There are still many ancient schools of cultivation on the earth. Their strength may not be as strong as Muyang, but it is also beneficial to communicate.

Muyang chose Duolin Temple as his first stop. After exiting Daqing Mountain, he turned around and galloped towards Duolin Temple.

Duolin Temple, located in the southern hemisphere, is as old as the Maple Leaf Stream in the same southern hemisphere. Legend has it that Duolin Temple was rebuilt on the basis of the burning down of Shaolin Temple in ancient times. Muyang does not know how much authenticity there is, nor is he interested in knowing it.

But there is no doubt that Duolin Temple is a rare and powerful school on earth, and Master Xiurin is even more of a martial arts giant.

As the place where Dragon Ball Warrior Kling once stayed, the popularity of Duolin Temple comes from this, but in the eyes of Dragon Ball fans, the impression of Duolin Temple is generally not good. This is of course due to the disgust of the harlequin. The several brothers of Kelin who appeared in the original book looked more like embroidered pillows. They were beaten down after three or two strokes. A certain degree of ugliness.

It was only after participating in the martial arts meeting held on Maple Leaf Island that Muyang knew that Duolin Temple was not simple, and there were many masters in it.

The cold wind howls and the seasons change.

A figure quickly crossed the sky, and the horizon in the distance took on a curved shape.

At this time, Muyang had arrived not far from the residence of Duolin Temple, and the quiet mountains and forests were already in sight.

Duolin Temple is located on a steep mountain, in a remote location, and is often haunted by wild beasts. The mountain road leading to Duolin Temple is paved with stone strips. This mountain road is dug along the cracked stone fault, and there is no end in sight.

On top of that hill, a quaint towering temple stands there.

"Tianxinliu, Muyang, come and meet!" The loud voice spread through the entire mountain, and the echoes rang continuously. Muyang waited outside for a while, and the closed door opened.

A monk in a yellow robe came out, and it was Wu Ting who had fought against Mu Yang at the martial arts conference.

"Hahaha, Muyang, why are you here, please come in, please come in."

Wu Ting's burly body moved to Mu Yang and greeted him warmly.

Muyang smiled indifferently: "Duolin Temple, as a leader in the ancient tradition, has always been hidden. I came here today to visit Master Xiurin, and at the same time, I want to gain a little from my practice."

Wu Ting was surprised, and greeted Mu Yang to enter the temple, and found a monk to give a few words.

After not seeing him for a year, Wu Ting found that the strength gap between himself and Mu Yang not only did not shorten, but became larger, he said to Mu Yang: "Master is discussing martial arts insights with several elders, you may have to wait a moment. It's been a while, taking advantage of this time, I'll take you for a walk in the temple."

"sorry to bother you."

Muyang nodded lightly, but of course he didn't object, so he walked around Duolin Temple under the leadership of Wu Ting.

Although Duolin Temple is located in a high mountain and is in one corner, the space inside the temple is not small. In addition to the temple for disciples to visit, there is also a large open space in the temple. This is the place where monks practice martial arts. When I passed by, I saw many monks lining up to hone their moves under the command of the monks.

"The scale here is quite large." Mu Yang pointed to the monk in the distance.

The monks were lined up neatly, and all of them were full of energy and vigor. At least there were hundreds of them, and the number of them was much more than Tian Xinliu.

Wu Ting smiled and said, "These are just starting disciples, please come this way."

Wu Ting acted as a tour guide, leading Muyang to visit everywhere, "How did you cultivate Muyang, why do I feel that I can't see through you more and more?" No, he can't see the depth of the other party at all.

"If you also go outside to practice, you can also have the same kung fu as me." Mu Yang said while watching, "This is the result of my cultivation in Kailin Holy Land."

"Kailen Holy Land?" Wu Ting was surprised and remembered the name in his heart.

Soon, Muyang walked around the Duolin Temple, and at this time, Master Xiurin also came out of the inner hall. When he saw Muyang, a faint and pressing momentum suddenly came towards him, and Master Xiulin felt With this momentum, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and an unbelievable look appeared on his calm face at the same time.

"How did this young man cultivate?"

Compared with the time of the martial arts meeting, the young man in front of him was completely different in both his imposing manner and bearing, and he had the demeanor of a grandmaster.

Master Xiurin did not dare to neglect, and hurried forward.

"Master Xiulin." Mu Yang said lightly.

The last time I met the other party was a senior, but now the identity has been reversed. With the combat power of Master Xiurin 105, it can only be regarded as not bad in the eyes of Muyang today.

Master Xiurin was not at all angry with Mu Yang's indifferent tone, he smiled and said quickly, "Please come in, little brother."