Chapter 49

The reason why Qin Mengyao came to class 5 of junior high school was to know whether Muyun's reputation as a waste in the past nine years was true.

Facts have proved that it is a joke for anyone to say that Mu Yun is a waste at the moment.

In a month's time, I was promoted to the condensed yuan realm to refine elixirs and utensils.

The cloud has changed, really!

"Tutor Qin!"

While Qin Mengyao was enjoying the communication between mu Yun and Qi Ming, a surprise cry sounded out untimely.

"Moyang?"

"Master Qin, I've decided to compete with mohai. Now I'm in the triple easy muscle state, but after one month, I'm confident to become the five fold condensed Qi State and defeat mohai! Please teach me!"

With that, Moyang bowed deeply.

Just bowed, but his eyes were dishonestly staring at Qin Mengyao's straight legs.

Bang

Suddenly, there was another bang.

Mu Yun's cold voice spread.

"One more look, I'll dig your eyes!"

"Hiss..."

Taking a breath, Moyang hurriedly stood up and stared around with an innocent expression.

Chuckling and looking at the bad expression on Muyun's face, Qin Mengyao said with a smile: "no problem. Tutor Muyun has been teaching Qi Ming for a while and has no time to talk to you. I'll teach you, but you should be prepared!"

"OK, no problem, no problem!"

Unexpectedly, the tutor, who has always been called iceberg beauty by the college, would agree to his request. Moyang was immediately excited and incoherent.

"Cough..."

Mu Yun coughed and said, "master Qin, I want to win the game. You can't be selfish!"

"It's none of your business, shepherd. Teach Qi Ming well!"

Qin Mengyao smiled again and turned away.

"Shepherd, what's next?" Behind him, there was a chorus of trembling voices.

"What? Refining device!"

Mu Yun said, shook off his legs and went straight to the practice room of Beiyun college.

Shook his head and looked at Mu Yun's extremely unbalanced appearance at the bottom of his heart. Qi Ming had to follow up.

Ten days passed in an instant.

In these ten days, Mu Yun has been eating and drinking in the college.

Guide Qi Ming personally every day, and Miao Xianyu is like a little sparrow. He asks East and West all day, and Mu Yun is already confused.

Moreover, he had to take time to be familiar with the refining methods of common utensils and the exploration of some pills.

The most important thing is that the three methods of mending the sky, building elixir and Qingque sword escape from the picture of killing immortals.

The power of sky mending Kendo is not only inferior to the martial arts of the Yellow level. Although sky mending Kendo is only divided into four moves, these four moves include almost all the ways of fencing.

And building elixir is the top of the second-class elixir.

However, its refining technique is a headache for Muyun, the Immortal King of previous generations.

As for the Qingque sword, although it is only a top-grade ordinary weapon, it contains three deeds, each of which has never been seen by Mu Yun.

magical!

Zhu Xiantu seems to have opened another world for mu Yun, a more unpredictable and magical world!

"Shepherd! Help, shepherd!"

On this day, Muyun just came out of Dan's room. Moyang was blue and blue, crying and hugging Muyun's thigh, looking like he couldn't let go.

"What's going on?"

"Shepherd, I'm wrong. I'm sorry for you. From today on, I want to learn from you. Please help me!"

Moyang now looks thinner and darker than it was ten days ago.

The whole man looked like a beggar.

"Moyang, you are lazy again. Don't forget what you told me ten days ago!" At this moment, a charming cry sounded, and Qin Mengyao came floating.

"I don't want to practice, OK! Try my hockey!"

As Qin Mengyao spoke, a cold air circulated in the center of his palm.

The cold air fluctuated with Zhenyuan, but it was very different from Zhenyuan.

Muyun naturally knows what it is!

The spirit of ice Phoenix naturally contains the power of ice attribute. It is the power of nature. It is different from Zhenyuan, but it is more powerful than Zhenyuan!

Qin Mengyao awakened the spirit of Binghuang. The power of the spirit has begun to show gradually.

Mu Yun understands that even if Qin Mengyao doesn't practice in bed every day, her strength will soar.

"OK, you can practice with me, but if you want to survive 20 days, you may bear it?"

"Yes, yes, certainly!"

Moyang couldn't help nodding at once.

In these ten days, it was like purgatory to practice with Qin Mengyao.

When you open your eyes every day, you will practice. If you don't meet the standard, you will be served by ice hockey.

What's more frightening is that the cultivation task can't be borne by people!

Upon hearing Muyun's words, Moyang immediately nodded without hesitation, but did not notice the sinister smile in the corner of Muyun's eyes.

The next day, Mu Yun called Moyang to the practice room.

"Jump in and soak for three hours. You can sleep if you want. I will always control the fire temperature to make you feel most comfortable!"

Mu Yun pointed to a large barrel full of all kinds of spiritual herbs and herbs and smiled at Moyang.

Seeing the smile on Muyun's face, Moyang only felt a shiver in his heart.

There won't be any conspiracy, will there?

However, due to the dignity of the shepherd, Moyang jumped into the bucket honestly.

"Huh?"

"How's the temperature?"

"It's a little cold. Just reheat it a little!"

"OK, no problem!"

"Well... How comfortable!"

Lying in the barrel, Moyang felt as comfortable as heaven.

"Shepherd, I'd better practice with you. You don't know. I've been dead these days..."

Moyang said, his eyes closed slowly, and he fell asleep comfortably!

"Mu Yun, if you are like this, how can he improve?" Looking at Muyun, Qin Mengyao wondered, "is it difficult to bubble medicine every day? Even if it is improved, he lacks practical experience and is still not an opponent of mohai!"

"So? How can this be!"

Mu Yun smiled and said, "this is just the beginning. The real training is in the back. Let this guy be comfortable for a few days first!"

Mu Yun said, walking into the practice room and began to practice.

As for the cultivation of Qi Ming and Miao Xian language, he has arranged, and guidance is needed, but more importantly, they need their own experience.

This cannot be replaced by Muyun.

Fortunately, Qi Ming's father, after all, was a Xuanqi master in those days. Qi Ming was influenced by everything. He was surprisingly proficient in refining utensils, and almost got through at a glance.

And Miaoxian language is a good seedling.

After all, Miaoxian language was cultivated by master miaoxing.

Mu Yun vaguely felt that master Miaoqing was not as simple as the third grade alchemist. Maybe he was even more powerful than master mo.

But why he stayed in Beiyun City, Muyun was always puzzled.

After entering the practice room, Mu Yun takes out an ordinary long sword.

"Sky mending Kendo is divided into four styles!"

"The first move, the sword of mending shadows!"

"The second move, the sword of replenishing the wind!"

"The third move, the sword of mending the clouds!"

"The fourth move, the sword of mending the sky!"

The shadow moves with the wind, and the wind rises with the clouds. The clouds are in the sky. The sword that mends the sky kills people.

Ding

A tinkle sounded, and the cloud shepherd raised his sword.

"Sword of mending shadow!"

With a low drink, the long sword in his hand turned and the real yuan flowed in Muyun's body.

Ding

The light sound of the sword sounded. The sword was out, but the shadow of the sword was still in place.

"No!"

When the sword was taken back, Mu Yun felt a little lost.

That's the loss of the flawed sword move. Once again, Mu Yun's hand rises and the sword comes out, but it's still wrong.

This makes Mu Yun very distressed.

You know, he retains the memory of his previous life. Even if he studies martial arts, what he doesn't adapt to is his physical coordination, which is not as good as that of his previous life.

But at the moment, Mu Yun could clearly feel that his discomfort did not come from his body, but that he didn't understand the essence of this form at all.

"Sky mending Kendo and killing immortals are really amazing swordsmanship!"

With a wry smile, Mu Yun once again cast the sword of mending the shadow.

In the last life, he was able to dominate the situation. How could this kind of skill block his will because of a martial skill.

Not once, a hundred times, a thousand times. It's not the first time to do such a thing.

Bit by bit, for seven days, Moyang has been lying comfortably in the medicine barrel, waking up naturally every day, and won't worry about the temperature drop in the medicine barrel at all.

Muyun has been guarding. If the temperature is a little lower, Muyun will add fire. It's really cool.

On this day, Moyang came to the practice room as usual.

But today, Mu Yun is holding a long sword, but there is no medicine bucket in the practice room.

"Shepherd, don't take a bath today?" Seeing Muyun standing alone in the practice room, Moyang smiled.

These days, he really found that the shepherd is becoming more and more lovely. It's really very respectable.

"Medicine bath? You boy, after seven days of medicine bath, I'm estimated to be able to withstand the next two weeks of training. From today on, follow me to Beiyun mountain!"

"Beiyun mountains? Good, good!" Moyang's eyes lit up: "are you going to have a grand monster barbecue? Do you want to call Qi Ming and Miao Xianyu? I think they are also very hard. Of course, it's better to call mentor Qin!"

"Call? Call you a big head!"

Muyun said and kicked Moyang out of the practice room. They went to Beiyun mountain together.

Outside the Beiyun mountains, there is a dense forest.

On a towering ancient tree, two figures are quietly dormant.

"See?" Mu Yun pointed to the bottom of the huge tree and said, "there are 15 porcupines here, all of which are fourth-order monsters. I tell you, the porcupine is full of sharp thorns all over, but the weakness is below its neck, but the fat under its neck is layer by layer, which is difficult to Pierce!"

"Shepherd, why are you telling me this? Aren't we here for barbecue?"

"Of course!"

Mu Yun said with a smile, "but before eating barbecue, you have to kill monsters to have meat!"

Muyun said, pushing his palm, a scream sounded. Unprepared, Moyang fell to the ground from a hundred meter high giant tree through layers of branches.