For several days in a row, Dead Tree did not appear in front of Mu Yu. He stayed in the tree house without talking to Mu Yu. He did not know what he was doing inside. Restrictions were set up around the Sky Demon Tree, blocking Mu Yu from the outside. Mu Yu couldn't get in despite all his efforts.
He was very anxious. Could it be that something had really happened to Kumu
"Is he alive?" Mu Yu touched Xiaoshuai's ear and said worriedly.
He had always thought that Mu Yu was an old man who would scold him unfathomably, but suddenly he knew that he was begging for death, and Mu Yu actually started to feel sad.
Xiaoshuai flicked his tail and said: "I don't know, although the green-haired old man always asks for big earthworms to make medicine, is it possible that it never comes true?"
"Little mouse, am I looking for death?" Long Teng swung his tail across the water, causing waves to fall on him, making him extremely happy.
"Did I say that the green-haired old man can spread his kung fu? Xiao Shuai tilted his head and asked.
It is hard to accept that something like San Gong is wrong for a high-legged person. If a cultivator loses his cultivation, he loses everything. He cannot be a mortal because his abilities are incompatible with mortals.
If given a choice, many cultivators would rather choose death.
Muyu Baochao has been in that valley for more than a year. Although he and Kumu scolded each other every day, Kumu also wanted to slap him to death. Can people always have feelings? If something happened to Kumu, Mu Yu would feel uncomfortable.
Kumu is not a bad person, he just has a weird personality, and his temper is a bit irritated by Mu Yu. At other times, he is just a boring old man, studying his poison alone. He has been dealing with poisons all his life, and he has also been corroded by poisons.
Mu Yu thought of the Medicine Master. As an alchemist, the Medicine Master also needs to refine the medicinal power of various herbs when refining medicine. Over time, a lot of wood residue will be deposited outside the body, causing the alchemist's cultivation to be unable to improve. Deadwood comes from the Alchemy Sect and has a deep connection with the alchemist. What is deposited outside his body is not only wood residue, but also toxins.
Poison, to Mu Yu, is not a terrible thing at all. But Mu Yu, who has the ability to blend into trees and detoxify, is not a normal cultivator, and he cannot eliminate the poison outside his body.
"I asked him if he could help the dead wood filter the spiritual energy outside the body like he helped the medicine master. Can he do it?" Mu Yu walked boredly on the wooden bridge, stroking Xiao Shuai's big fluffy tail with his leg fingers.
"I don't need to ask him to tell me whether that is impossible. Although alchemists deal with herbs, at least the spiritual power outside their bodies is normal, and the spiritual power of dead wood is completely mixed with poison, and the various parts of his body are not Surprisingly, it was not corroded by the poison, so spreading the power is the only option." Xiaoshuai said.
"That old guy is very old. Once San Gong becomes a mortal, it means that some diseases of mortals will appear in his body. It will be difficult for him to withstand the stimulation, otherwise something will happen to him." Long Teng's tail patted. Said with a splash of water. Although Dragon Vine is threatened by Dead Tree every time to use it to refine medicine, but if it knew about Dead Tree, it would just say something about it, otherwise it would have been doomed long ago.
"I'm telling you, shouldn't you be angry with him in the future?" Mu Yu rolled his red eyes. Ku Mu wouldn't stutter when he was angry. Anyone would go crazy if he shut up when he was angry but not stuttering. Mu Yu would always be intentional if he didn't save trouble. Get rid of that old man.
However, at that moment, Ye Chang's huge spiritual power suddenly rippled around the Sky Demon Tree. The huge fluctuations caught Mu Yu and others off guard and flew out, falling into the river one after another. The ground in the valley was shaking, as if a big earthquake had occurred.
All the monsters at the bottom of the river were trembling. Of course they were familiar with that aura. It was the same aura of dead wood that usually kept them docile. Usually, when that aura appears, it means that there is a monster begging to be caught by Deadwood Changqing to test the poison.
Mu Yu stuck his head out of the river, spit out a mouthful of water, and looked in the direction of the Sky Demon Tree with surprise and uncertainty, where the majestic spiritual power of Ye Chang was continuously radiating from all sides. In that spiritual power, Mu Yu felt like a small boat in the storm, drifting uncertainly and in danger of capsizing at any time.
The terrifying spiritual power lasted for an entire hour before slowly dissipating.
"The old man has really lost his strength." Xiao Shuai lay on Mu Yu's head. His whole body was wet, and he kept swinging his body, splashing water droplets everywhere.
Mu Yu jumped out of the river and rushed towards the Sky Demon Tree. The restrictions outside the Sky Demon Tree had disappeared. Mu Yu opened the door smoothly and walked in.
The dead tree was walking on the bed, with its head hanging down, its whole body trembling, and its chest rising and falling. His originally green hair had turned red, and his whole body was like a gossamer, without any fluctuations in spiritual power.
No one thought that the famous dead tree in the world of cultivation would turn into an ordinary person without any cultivation at this moment.
"I want to take revenge on him, and I can start now." Kumu raised his head, his whole body was extremely old, and his red beard hung down on his chest. He had become an old man with no strength in his legs.
Mu Yu walked over, looked at the dead wood in the east, and said: "Old man, when my hair is not green, I am actually very kind!"
"Am I mocking him?" Kumu said angrily. He raised his legs and wanted to hang Mu Yu up. Then he remembered that all his cultivation had disappeared.
Mu Yu smiled and looked at Kumu's legs stopped in mid-air, and said: "Has the power of hanging people failed? Haha, that's really good. He will also save his brain from congestion every day in the future."
Ku Mu glared at Mu Yu and said, "Don't be too arrogant!"
"Okay, now that you're old, why are you so stubborn? He's not a ungrateful person, so he's probably going to throw me out. I'll just be a good boy!"
Mu Yu supported the dead wood and slowly picked it up. He took out the quilt that he had always occupied and covered it with the dead wood.
Kumu was lying on the bed looking at Mu Yu without saying a word.
Mu Yu took out a bottle and said with a smile: "Old man, what about the strengthening and healing medicine that he prepared during those days of idleness, which can make me feel better."
"I want to poison him to death?" Kumu frowned.
Mu Yu snorted and said: "What poison? At least he has learned something about dead wood being evergreen. I, an old man, can't be wrong. He has some confidence. If he begged me to die, I would have slapped him in the east. It's very useful." Got poison?"
Without any explanation, Mu Yu directly mixed the water with water, started a fire with the elixir and flint stone, and then slowly poured it into the dead wood.
Dead wood was angry, but he did not refuse Mu Yu's medicine. That kind of medicine is naturally very precious, and it can make the body a hundred times stronger for ordinary people. In the past, he could punish disobedient Mu Yu at will, but now Mu Yu has become someone who can play with him. It is true that fate is playing tricks on people, but Mu Yu doesn't seem to want to do that.
"Think about it. Xiaoshuai said that my body was too weak to bear strong herbs, so he looked for herbs with weaker efficacy." Mu Yu rummaged around in the herb bag, and finally found a few herbs and started Give the dead wood another medicine.
Kumu watched Mu Yu walking on the ground testing the medicine. After a long time, he said, "I want to leave there!"
"Of course I have. He doesn't want to stay in that place where no one can poop for a moment. He also begged me to take away my burden. Isn't it really troublesome!" Mu Yu shook his head and sighed.
"You bastard! Didn't I say that I regard him as my master? Can I respect my master?" Kumu cursed.
Mu Yu shrugged: "No, it was a slip of the tongue that day. Besides, I asked to be his master, so what if his real master doesn't agree?"
"Hmph!" Kumu seemed very unhappy when he thought of Feng Haochen. He muttered a few unpleasant words and made Feng Haochen worthless. I really don’t know if the true god of the three continents has dug up the dead tree’s ancestral grave, and whether dead wood always has a deep hatred for Feng Haochen.
Mu Yu didn't care either. Although he really wanted to know what was going on between Ku Mu and Feng Haochen, he would definitely not tell it if Mu Yu knew it. A generation of grievances has put Mu Yu in the middle, which has made it difficult for Mu Yu to be a human being. He asked if he could even care about what Ku Mu said, how tiring it would be.
"Take the Qiankun bag." Kumu reluctantly took out a bag and threw it to Mu Yu.
Mu Yu probed his consciousness inside and took a look at the things inside. The sight was not too tight. Mu Yu's eyes suddenly lit up. He had never seen so many good things. The collection of dead wood for many years is all inside, it can be said that it has everything.
"Those belong to him!" Mu Yu chuckled, holding them in his arms like a money man, and imprinted them on his consciousness, for fear of being snatched away.
The corner of Kumu's mouth raised slightly. All his life savings were in that Qiankun bag. Is that thing really left to Mu Yu? He never accepted a disciple in his life, and when his end was approaching, he met Mu Yu. Although that guy never called himself master, he had to teach Mu Yu those things, not only because Mu Yu's real master was not the one he knew. People, very much because Mu Yu has the potential that Ku Mu appreciates.
Kumu felt very sleepy. He hadn't felt sleepy for a long time. Cultivators don't feel sleepy, they just feel tired. They usually don't sleep and rely on blows to recharge their energy. It's not common for people like Mu Yu to practice while sleeping.
Xiaoshuai kept asking Mu Yu what was in the Qiankun bag and whether it was food. Mu Yu was so mysterious that he didn't want to say anything, which made Xiaoshuai feel itchy. When Xiaoshuai was begging to move his legs to grab, he found that Kumu's body was aging rapidly. He immediately reminded Muyu: "I will quickly inject life force into him. Even if the old man loses his power, he is so old and so weak at the moment, something could easily happen." .”
Only then did Mu Yu wake up. He patted his head and quickly pressed his left leg against the wall. He held the dead tree's leg and arm with his right leg and carefully injected the vitality of the Sky Demon Tree into it. Kumu is no longer an ordinary person, and the vitality his body can bear is also limited. Mu Yu must act cautiously.
Deadwood gradually fell asleep. He fell asleep for the first time in so many years, and he slept peacefully. Mu Yu felt that the old man was very cruel when he didn't shut up, but it was more fun when he shut up. Mu Yu liked to see the old man's eyes wide open when he choked him.
Kumu's San Gong means that Mu Yu has regained his freedom, but Mu Yu is not relaxed at all. He wants to accompany an ordinary person to a cultivation sect, which means that he must protect Kumu at all times and must not irritate him to avoid unnecessary trouble. He had a heart attack in his old age and suddenly passed away.
Think about a rookie who doesn't know how to make alchemy and an old man who has no cultivation. Those two people go to the Alchemy Sect to ask for something. How can it be such a simple thing!