() In the tree hole, Mu Ling fell into a deep sleep, even though there was such a fierce fight outside, she didn't wake up.

After checking his father's breathing, he found that his breathing was steady and his physical features were normal, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boy, is this where you climbed out?"

A cold voice made Mu Yun tremble all over, "Ah?"

Turning around, he saw Lan Xue staring at him with a half-smile but no hint of happiness, anger or sorrow. Mu Yun smiled sarcastically.

"You are acquiescing by not speaking? So you have seen everything?"

"What?" Mu Yun asked pretending to be confused.

"Huh! You're a bastard, you're a scoundrel!" Lan Xue's teeth itched with hatred, thinking that this guy could clearly see her when she was out of court, and her heart suddenly beat like a deer's.

"Teacher Lan Xue, when will my dad wake up?" Mu Yun quickly changed the subject.

"Huh!" Although Lan Xue was ashamed in her heart, seeing the worried look on Mu Yun's face, she said seriously: "Your father's cultivation level is low, and his resistance to softweed is relatively weak. He will have to sleep for at least two days.

, he won’t wake up until tomorrow.”

"That's it..."

"You don't have to worry. Your injury is not yet intact. You should recuperate here for half a day. We will go back together in the afternoon. I know the rules of your herb collectors. I will just leave a message for them when the time comes..." Lan Xue said.

"Well!"

After recuperating for a long time, my injuries recovered a little, and I planned to leave.

"Mu Yun, are you going to go back dressed like this?" Outside the tree hole, Lan Xue frowned as she looked at Mu Yun's tattered clothes and blood stains.

"Uh... This won't work, but it doesn't matter. My dad has some clothes, so I'll just change them." Mu Yun got back into the tree hole, changed his clothes in a few clicks, and then buried the bloody clothes and carried his father on his back.

Walking down the mountain with Lan Xue.

"Blood ginseng is a good supplement, but it may not be able to restore your mother's body. Now that you have money, you can go to Pingchuan City, where there is the Daming Pavilion, and buy some supplements suitable for your mother...

…“

When she learned that Mu Yun's parents had sold blood for Mu Yun, and that Mu Yun's mother had even injured her body, Lan Xue was filled with emotion and immediately instructed Mu Yun on how to treat her mother.

"Okay! I'll go in two days."

"Well, you don't need to be in a hurry. I still have some supplements here. You can give them to your mother. After half a month, you can go to Pingchuan City. Remember not to take supplements too much, but take them slowly..."

"Sister Lan Xue, tell me more about how women nourish themselves..."

Mu Yun and Lan Xue were not polite, and asked about nourishing knowledge along the way. Lan Xue didn't hide anything. After all, she came from a wealthy family and had an extraordinary vision. She also guided Mu Yun in a clear and logical way.

They returned to town when it was late, but Lan Xue left early because according to her, she didn't want people to know about their relationship.

Mu Yun was moved and knew that Lan Xue was doing it for his own good.

When Mu Yun returned home with her father on her back, her mother was frightened. It was not until Mu Yun explained that they had encountered a trap by the Wupin Ranger in the tree hole and smelled the powder of the softweed that her father fell into a coma.

My mother didn’t believe it at first. Why was Mu Yun okay?

However, he was well prepared on the way, saying that he held his breath when he sensed something was wrong... and so he got away with it.

It's not that he wants to deceive his mother, but that he doesn't want to frighten her.

After comforting his mother, Mu Yun returned to his bedroom after dinner, lay on the bed, and took a deep breath.

What happened this day was too unbelievable... especially the items he had on him at this time were worth more than 200,000 yuan, which he would have never dared to imagine the day before yesterday.

The night before last, he was still feeling helpless because of the damage to his mother's body, trying to find some precious medicinal materials in Dongshan to nourish his mother. But tonight, two days later, he no longer needed to think about this issue.

"This is life..."

Mu Yun was really relieved, and a big stone fell to the ground.

"And this time my relationship with Teacher Lan Xue has improved by leaps and bounds, and we have become like brothers and sisters. This is something I really can't imagine..."

Thinking and reminiscing until late at night, his mother had already rested. Mu Yun's consciousness came to the mysterious space, and he saw a mysterious ruby ​​white air flowing on the grass blades.

"Qing Qi?" He looked at Qing Qi in surprise. In the battle with Qin Luo last night, he spent two blades of grass, one golden leaf, and one green leaf. Especially the green leaf produced at the most critical moment was his turn.

The essential.

But he knew that the mysterious grass only produced a ball of clear air every twelve hours, and the green leaves used in the battle with Qin Luo seemed to subvert this phenomenon, producing two balls of clear air in twelve hours...

"Could it be that it took twelve hours to generate one ball of Qing Qi two days ago, but now two balls can be generated?"

Mu Yun couldn't wait to send out his thoughts and turned the ruddy Qi into a green leaf. The green leaf was prepared for his mother and was the key to treating the origin of his mother's body. Then he waited, waiting for the Qing Qi to appear again.

But an hour later, the mysterious grass was empty, with no fresh air escaping.

"What's going on? Why didn't a second ball of clear energy appear? Could it be that the previous ball of clear energy was caused by the mysterious grass sensing my crisis?" Mu Yun thought silently.

"If this is the case, then the next leaf will have to wait until twelve hours later..."

A wave of sleepiness hit him, and Mu Yun fell into a deep sleep. He didn't wake up until his mother called him to go to school the next day. At this time, his father also woke up, and Mu Yun finally felt relieved.

After breakfast, Mu Yun went to school, where he studied the theoretical knowledge of cultivating immortals, while silently recovering from his injuries. In the afternoon, he practiced sparring with fellow practitioners.

Hua Hua Hua...

Mu Yun formed his hands into palms, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and his martial movements generated wind. Palm shadows first appeared on his hands, and then more and more palm shadows appeared, eighteen palm shadows... twenty-four... thirty-six...

Seventy-two palm shadows!

Mu Yun's practice of [Qiankun Palm] has reached five levels of strength. Once he makes a move, there are seventy-two palm shadows, which are both virtual and real, making it difficult for people to grasp.

However, Mu Yun was not satisfied and fought to the death with Qin Luo. Qin Luo's level of skill made him look askance. The [Qiankun Palm] operated by Qin Luo gave him a feeling that was completely elusive. If he hadn't relied on

Jin Ye, Zhang Ying's murderous intention is enough to destroy him.

"Look! What is Mu Yun using [Qiankun Palm]? It's incredible that it can produce so many palm shadows..." In an area of ​​the martial arts field, Mu Yun's classmates showed expressions of astonishment.

"Yes! [Qiankun Palm] is a one-star Xuanpin technique. When used, it can form a palm shadow sky between the opponent and yourself. If the opponent cannot find the real palms, then it cannot be broken..."

"I heard that the mental method Mu Yun is currently practicing is the [Powerful Demonic Ape Technique]. His strength has reached more than 1,500 kilograms, which is enough to rank in the top ten in our class. This is really incredible... You must know that a month ago,

He can only be ranked in the bottom fifty..."

"Hmph! Are you jealous? Mu Yun's theoretical scores in cultivating immortality can be ranked among the top three in his grade. Now his strength has increased greatly. If he can reach three thousand kilograms in strength within two years, he will definitely be a sure winner.

Admitted to the Pingchuan City Cultivation Academy and reached the sky in one step..."

"Too!"

"Hmph! What future can a waste like Mu Yun with extremely poor qualifications have?" Suddenly a harsh voice sounded in the ears of the two students who were arguing. Of course, not only these two students heard it, but also the entire eight students.

All the students in Grade 8 heard it.

"Song Kui?" A student frowned.

"Song Kui, this is my training area of ​​Class 8, what do you want to do?" A plump female student glared at the man. This female student was He Yue, the squad leader of Class 8 where Mu Yun belonged.

"Oh? It turns out to be squad leader He Yue. It's nothing. I just heard the students in your class talking about how ridiculous Mu Yun, a loser, was able to get into the Pingchuan City Cultivation Academy. What? Are you not convinced?" "The one known as Song Kui

The man sneered and stared at He Yue, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at Mu Yun.

"Hmph! Whether Mu Yun can be admitted to the Immortal Cultivation Academy is his own business, what does it have to do with you?" He Yue's refreshing face showed a cold expression.

"Tsk tsk... A waste is a waste. You only know how to hide behind women. With your courage, you still want to achieve success in foundation building? You also want to be admitted to Pingchuan City Leisure Academy?"

"Song Kui, you are the monitor of Class 4, and I am also the monitor of Class 8. Why don't we compete and see whether you, the monitor of Class 4, or I, the monitor of Class 8, are better?" He Yue, a eldest sister

He looked so big, as if he wanted to stand up for Mu Yun.

"Hey..." Song Kui laughed strangely and hummed: "It seems that this loser Mu Yun is really planning to hide behind women!"

"Song Kui!" He Yue shouted loudly, which could be clearly heard throughout the martial arts field. All the students practicing in the martial arts field stopped immediately, attracted by the sound of the argument.

"What's going on? What happened?"

"What's going on over there?"

"Look, it seems like there's going to be a duel!"

"Hmph! This is the school's martial arts arena. It's meant for everyone to practice fighting. As long as there's no blood, what's the fuss?"

The dispute between He Yue and Song Kui attracted the attention of many students, and these students soon understood the situation.

"Mu Yun? This guy has been very popular recently!"

"Song Kui is a master with perfect foundation building and a strength of 2,300 kilograms. He can be ranked among the top ten among eighth-level students. If he wants to cause trouble for Mu Yun, Mu Yun will definitely be beaten up. There is no telling.

...Unless Mu Yun also completes the foundation building..."

"This is impossible. Mu Yun has only completed foundation building not long ago. Last week he fought with Sha Ping. Although it was amazing, his strength was only 1,500 kilograms. The difference between him and Song Kui was 700 kilograms. The gap is too big."

Seeing the furious look of He Yue, the squad leader who stood up for him, Mu Yun felt a little fond of this girl. He Yue was a proud person. He had completed the foundation building last year and had a strength of two thousand kilograms. Although

I don’t know how strong my strength is now, but I think it’s not low.

It can be said that in a battle between Song Kui and He Yue, it is really hard to say who will win and who will lose.

However, Mu Yun didn't want He Yue to take action for her because he couldn't afford to lose this person.

"Song Kui, I've stepped forward, what do you think?" Mu Yun stepped forward, stood next to He Yue and looked at Song Kui calmly.
Chapter completed!