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"Mu Dun, the combination of Shui Dun and Tu Dun, turns chakra into the special blood boundary of the source of life. It needs 100000 points to exchange, and it needs to have water and soil dual attributes. If the host has enough points, whether it can be exchanged or not."

The sound of the system's ancient well was ringing in his ear, which made Xuan have a kind feeling. He had a vague worry in his heart before, for example, the cells between the thousand hands.

He was bitten by a snake for ten years. He was afraid of the well rope for ten years. In order to exchange for kaleidoscope, he made a series of things, which he still remembers vividly.

After all, Mu Dun is a special kind of blood inheritance limit in the original work. It is said that it is the combination of Shuidun and tudun. However, there are so many ninjas in the five great powers, among them, there are few talented people. Apart from a thousand hands, no one can awaken.

Of course, you can also say that his Mudun belongs to the thousand handed clan, and other forbearance clans cannot awaken.

But even so, there are not many ninjas of the thousand handed generation with water and soil attributes, but none of them awaken Mu dun.

Throughout the original book, there are many ninjas who can use Mu dun. Whether it is later yuzhiboban, Dahe tianzang, or yuzhibo daitu or Zhicun tuangcang, they all have the same premise that they can use Mudun, that is, transplanting cells between thousand hands.

In addition to this method, no matter how talented you are, you can't use the power of Mudun.

That's why Xuancai is worried about whether the system will need the assistance of other things, but now it seems that sometimes the system is relatively reliable.

"100000 points, the same price as kaleidoscope wheel eye?"

Xuan heart secretly a voice, then silently read: "exchange wood dun."

When the score column instantly lost 100000 points, a warm current suddenly rose in itself. After a moment, it turned into a lively chakra all over the body. The cells of the whole body could not help jumping, which was opposite to the feeling when changing kaleidoscope.

About three minutes later, this vigorous chakra began to disappear, which was said to be the army, because it had been completely absorbed by the body.

Xuan opened his eyes, shook hands, and felt the new force. With the simple printing of his fingers, his right hand suddenly turned into rattan, and recovered after a moment.

"Is this the power of Mudun?" Xuan whispered to himself with a smile in his mouth.

The Mu Dun he exchanged this time is just the blood limit, not the immortal human body. If you insist on it, it is probably similar to the Mu Dun of Da He Tian Zang in the original book.

But even so, it's enough to implement Xuan's next plan.

Out of the study, the sky has been slightly dim, red sunset sprinkled on the courtyard, reflecting the pond like a dream color, the air blowing a wisp of breeze, by adding a bit of cool.

Come to the restaurant, the little maid and the Waterman have already prepared the dinner.

After dinner, make a cup of tea to remove the greasy, a leisurely pleasure.

After the curtain of the sky falls completely, they return to their rooms to have a rest.

At night, everything is quiet, and the silver moonlight from the window edge, reflecting on the dark wood floor, as if covered with a layer of frost fog.

Quietly, Xuan opened his eyes in the bedding, stood quietly in front of the window. In the night of June, there was the sound of insects in the yard.

"The moon is so bright, it's not a good day for conspiracy." Looking up at the moon, Xuan chuckled in a low voice.

As soon as the left hand is stretched out, the space is slightly turbulent. A set of dark broad robes appears in the hand. Above the black robe is a whirlpool mask.

"I haven't done such a thing for a long time. I'm not used to it."

Murmuring to himself, the mystery in the black robe gradually blurred, and finally disappeared in the room, as if it had not existed since the beginning.

the country of fire is separated from the country of water by the vast ocean. On a huge Island, there are wooden houses in the fog.

If you look closer, you will find that there are hundreds of wooden houses scattered here. If you look at the pattern, you can live in about thousands of people. The wooden houses are damp, and they are not warm inside. In the cold and overcast places like water country, they are not good materials for building houses.

At least the Yan people who live in the land of water will not build houses with such things. Once they build houses with such things, it can only show one thing: they are so poor that they do not even have the materials to build a normal clan land.

In the middle of these hundreds of wooden houses, there is a faint light coming from one room, which is particularly striking in this dark clan land.

Inside, Huiye Wan takes tired kneading eyebrows, puts down the internal intelligence in his hand, and sighs helplessly.

Huiye's grain reserves are running out again. No, it should be said that since they came to this damned place, there has not been enough food.

In his heart, there is no good way to win the night. When he is thinking hard, a strong wind blows, and the wooden window opens with a bang. A cold wind mixed with hazy drizzle sprinkles in the room, which makes him shiver. The oil lamp beside him flickers, which is very dim in the wind and rain.Quickly and carefully protect the oil lamp, which is made of fish oil in the sea, and there are not a few in the whole Huiye clan.

When the wind abated, he got up in anger and closed the window.

He hated the weather here, always with wet fog and light rain from time to time, coupled with that kind of cold into the bone, it could make people to torture crazy.

At least 100 members of Huiye clan died of this kind of ghost weather after they set foot on this land. Even he himself felt miserable in such weather and felt that his bones would be soaked and corroded in his body.

Hui night Wan take a deep sigh, deep night, always like to recall some of the past.

If he remembers correctly, now it should be the season of June, and the country of fire should have entered the summer. The vast plain and the fertile land of thousands of miles are deeply missed by him.

If it was before, I would have been hunting around the mountain with the people of my clan. At night, I would have barbecued the game of the day and gulped down my throat with the delicious wine.

It's not like now. Even an oil lamp should be careful.

Is sad, he suddenly eyes a congealed, the whole person suddenly turns around, "who?"

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