"No, no, I already have a master. I can no longer accept you as my master." Mu Yu said without hesitation.
If others in the cultivation world knew about Mu Yu's resolute attitude, they would definitely point at Mu Yu and yell at him, saying he was shameless! How many people are waiting in line to worship dead wood as their teacher! This guy was lucky enough to refuse directly.
It's a pity that they don't know who Mu Yu's master is. If they knew the relationship between the true god of Mie Continent and Mu Yu, they wouldn't think so. Even though Kumu's cultivation is unfathomable, how can the True God of the Triple Continent be comparable to Kumu
"Who is your master? I will kill him so that you can become my master." Kumu said angrily. He was not happy to accept a disciple himself, which made him quite angry.
"Although I know that I am talented and intelligent, and many people are vying to be my master, but it is not always good to fight and kill, right? What do you like about me? Can't I change it?" Mu Yu certainly wouldn't do it. He confessed his master. No one would believe him if he told him. Who would believe that his master was the true god of the Three Continents back then
Kumu looked at Mu Yu and seemed to be thinking about something. His anger had not subsided. After a while, he frowned and said, "Your swordsmanship is very similar to that of a person. Your master is Jian Ying Chenfeng, right?"
Mu Yu was startled, damn! I bet this old man even knows his master? Feng Haochen had tried to get his reputation out and made it known to the world. Once he became famous, interpersonal relationships would become very complicated. Mu Yu had no idea whether the old man in front of him was a friend or an enemy!
Mu Yu said: "Senior, why do you say that I am the descendant of the True God just based on swordsmanship? Isn't that not good? Besides, the True God is such a great person, handsome and elegant, although he is a little bit different from me. Like, but…”
"His name is Feng Haochen now, right?" Kumu interrupted Mu Yu.
Mu Yu was really frightened now. Very few people knew about the true god living in seclusion in the Moyun Mountains. Even the people in the Eight Sects basically didn't know about it. The Gui Sect knew about it even because Tianran leaked it. How do you know this dead tree is evergreen
Last time, the Guimen planned to attack Feng Haochen because they knew about this matter. Wouldn't it be very dangerous if Deadwood Changqing also had this idea
"Everyone is really happy about that. Are you an old friend of my master? Did you get to know each other through drinking or swordplay?" Mu Yu said with a grin. He tried to test the good side first.
"Enemy." Kumu said.
Mu Yu's smile froze, what the hell is this! It turns out that he is still an enemy of his master, can he be more unlucky? The road between enemies was so narrow that Mu Yu bumped into him.
"It is said that enemies are common. We are all so old. No matter what unhappy things happen, we cannot withstand the passage of time, right? Otherwise, you let me go back, and I will find the master to persuade me. How about we turn our hostility into friendship? "
Mu Yu said happily, but secretly complained in his heart. Kumu knew Jian Yingchenfeng, that is, he knew that he was the True God of the Three Levels Continent, but Kumu said the word enemy without hesitation, and did not take the True God into consideration at all. How can anyone who can enmity with the True God It would be that simple!
"I also know that he has no cultivation level now. Your master has not made any progress at all. He dared to let you out to bite people before he even reached the Nascent Soul stage. Since he doesn't know how to teach you, I will teach you in the future. "After Kumu finished speaking, he walked towards his tree house angrily.
Mu Yu blinked. He thought the old man would slap him hard to vent his anger, but he didn't expect him to leave without saying these words. It seemed that he didn't want to stay with Mu Yu for a moment longer.
"What do you mean, let it out and bite people? It's too hurtful for you to say that." Mu Yu rolled his eyes. He didn't dare to catch up and question, but just waved his fist behind him.
Mu Yu didn't want to enter that tree house again, so he took the dragon vine and jumped into the Sky Demon Tree, trying to run out from the last path, but unfortunately he failed because a ban was imposed on it. He tried again in the direction of the valley, but failed.
"Can you discuss letting me out?"
"cannot."
Mu Yu was imprisoned in this valley for no reason. He stared at the Sky Demon Tree in depression. The dead wood was in the Sky Demon Tree at the moment, and he didn't know what it was doing. He tried all the methods, but unfortunately the dead wood was not a vegetarian and basically blocked all the roads.
At night, Mu Yu lay on the bridge and slept. The universe in his sleeves was forcibly opened by the dead wood. All the things Mu Yu had snatched were taken back. Fortunately, the quilt was still there. Mu Yu slept soundly with Ryu Teng and Xiao Shuai under the quilt.
Early the next morning, Kumu Changqing picked him up, and Kumu Changqing seemed unhappy to see Mu Yu using his quilt.
"Memorize the "Poison Sutra"." Deadwood Changqing said stiffly.
"Can I go out now that I know how to carry it?"
Mu Yu took the thick "Poison Sutra", which had hundreds of pages! These are all the experiences of Dead Wood Changqing in refining poison. I really don’t know how free Dead Wood Evergreen had to write such a thick book. Being a cultivator does not mean that everyone has a photographic memory. He would have to memorize so many things until the Year of the Monkey and the Year of the Horse.
"Can't." Deadwood said succinctly.
"Then I won't memorize it." Mu Yu handed the "Poison Sutra" to Kumu.
The dead tree didn't pick it up. He just glanced at the dragon vines coiled on the bridge and said, "Don't memorize it. Dragon vines are used to refine medicine."
"How about we give the big earthworm some grievances?" Xiaoshuai said.
Mu Yu held his chin. Of course he couldn't accept this proposal. Ryuto shared his sorrows no matter what, and he would not burn bridges.
"Big Mouse, why don't you go refine the medicine!" Long Teng yelled at Xiao Shuai.
"You are older and can refine more medicines." Xiaoshuai said.
Mu Yu shook his head and said pitifully: "Is it okay if I read it every day?"
"Read it carefully, combine it, and recite it by heart." Deadwood said without any doubt.
Read and memorize these five dry words. I don’t know how many people feel pain in their hearts. What’s the use of memorizing a lot of words!
However, Mu Yu was unable to resist, so Mu Yu's unwilling and lifeless reading echoed throughout the valley every day.
"Tiger-striped vine, pharmacology:...I really don't want to recite it!...Efficacy: It can restore men's virility...Hey, this is not bad!...Three ounces can cause death...Opportunities and risks coexist!"
Mu Yu just recited it to relieve his boredom for several days. In order to make the dry text less monotonous, he added his own unique "insight" to each herbal medicine. He suddenly understood why Cai Lie was included in the book. Doodle. Such a boring book made Muyu want to doodle the hand-drawn herbal illustrations in the book into a human image.
He secretly used the cinnabar engraved with array patterns as a pigment to specially redraw the illustrations in the chapter about the dragon vine in the "Poison Classic".
"Look, that green-haired old man has painted you like a big earthworm." Xiaoshuai pointed at the dragon vine on the "Poison Sutra" and laughed.
Long Teng stared at the big copper bell eyes, growled lowly, and signaled Mu Yu to revise it quickly.
"Don't worry, don't worry. Old Man Kumu didn't study painting seriously when he was a child. His painting skills are too poor. I'm known as a little prodigy." Mu Yu diligently painted on the original painting, using various techniques. After planting cinnabar, I also measured the size of the dragon vine and scaled it down.
"Ah! Originally, the green-haired old man just drew a big earthworm, Mu Yu, you changed it into a big centipede!" Xiao Shuai burst out laughing, and Long Teng snarled in anger and swallowed Xiao Shuai.
"Nonsense, this painting truly restores the four vivid legs of the dragon vine. Look at the dragon whiskers..." Muyu pointed at the dragon whiskers painted like hemp ropes, decided not to comment, and continued: "And those two A corner..." The two corners on the painting were not coordinated. His hand shook and bent a little. He was a little embarrassed to continue.
"What are you doing."
"Paint!" Mu Yu picked up the branch and prepared to modify it again, but he immediately realized that something was wrong. The dead wood was here! Before he could explain, his whole body was already hung upside down in the air, swinging in the air.
"Put me down." Mu Yu shouted.
Deadwood's eyes almost burst out with fire. He flipped through the "Poison Sutra" and found that many pages were filled with ugly graffiti. He even saw a portrait of him on one page, with his eyes crooked and his nose crooked. .
"That's all my hard work, you bastard, are you looking for death?" Ku Mu's heart was almost bleeding. He stopped stuttering, which meant that he was angry.
"Just keep your hard work, why do you have to let me recite it!" Mu Yu protested.
"Ignorant!"
Kumu was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. If this "Poison Sutra" spreads to the world of cultivation, it will cause many people to fight for it. This little bastard has ruined it like this!
The dragon vine had already run far away, fearing that the angry dead wood would refine the medicine, so Xiao Shuai worked hard to get out from the gap between the dragon vine's teeth.
Kumu's chest couldn't help but rise and fall, and he said: "If it were anyone else, I would have killed him long ago. You kid got an advantage and still acted like a good boy!"
Mu Yu stopped talking. He really felt that he had gone too far and said: "Senior, but memorizing by rote cannot make you a great talent!"
Kumu looked at Mu Yu, as if he remembered something, and said: "So many people come in to worship me as their teacher, but I don't even like them. Do you know why I chose you alone?"
"Because I'm handsome?" Xiaoshuai interjected from the side.
Kumu glanced at Xiaoshuai, and Xiaoshuai quickly got back into Longteng's mouth. Longteng took a sip and spat Xiaoshuai out.
"Because I am your enemy's apprentice, right?" Mu Yu stopped struggling. He was hung upside down in the air and could not get down, so he had to accept his fate and said: "Do you want to instigate a rebellion against your enemy's apprentice? Let me tell you, this is impossible. Yes, it is impossible for me to betray my master, you should die this way..."
"Because you want to save Jian Ying Chenfeng." Dead Mu stared at Mu Yu closely.
Mu Yu stopped and looked at Kumu. He really wanted to save his master, but how did Kumu know this
"I know far more than you think. If you want to save him, only I can help you." Kumu's face was very ugly. There was a trace of disgust when he said this. He felt that his decision had insulted his character. Similar.
"Why do you want to save my master?" Mu Yu asked in confusion.
"To be honest, I really want to kill him, but he can't die. There is one thing he still needs to do." Kumu clenched his fists.
"Is it about Yu Meng?" Mu Yu asked.
"It's none of Yomeng's business. Anyway, if you want to save your master, you have to follow my arrangements. If you don't want to, you can leave now." Kumu waved his hand and Mu Yu fell down, and he turned around and returned to him Went to the tree house.
Mu Yu fell to the ground, and he jumped into the air. He found that the restriction of the valley was lifted. He came outside the valley, and Long Teng and Xiao Shuai followed him out. They didn't understand why Dead Wood suddenly became so easy to talk to.
But Mu Yu hesitated, Kumu said that Feng Haochen was his enemy, so why did he want to save an enemy again