()【Brothers, be brave, Wu Sanqisi needs your help, here comes the red ticket!】

"[Qiankun Palm]..."

[Yu Niu Fist] could no longer speed up his digestion and absorption of the source of stone rubbish. He hurriedly changed his palm techniques. As soon as [Qiankun Palm] came out, his eyes were filled with palm shadows, eighteen...thirty-six...fifty-four...

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Sixty-four ways!

Originally, when he used this palm technique to produce sixty-four palm shadows, it would consume a lot of energy, making him unable to move down and produce more palm shadows, and he felt a sluggish feeling in his heart.

But now, he doesn't feel this way at all, and his strength is still perfect.

Bang bang bang...

Seventy-two palm shadows...

Eighty-four palm shadows...

Ninety-six palm shadows...

When his palm shadow reached one hundred and eight, he felt that the dull feeling in his body was slowly disappearing. Knowing that most of Shi Rujinghua had been digested, he was suddenly pleasantly surprised.

"Haha... I finally succeeded. Let's consume all the stone rujinghua in the body first!" Mu Yun made up his mind and practiced [Qiankun Palm] over and over again.

Finally, when it was almost dawn, the stone rujing in his body was digested and absorbed, and his body returned to normal.

"call……"

Sitting on the ground, Mu Yun's face was covered with sweat, mixed with the impurities discharged from his body, and waves of stench hit him.

"It's better to go back first, don't let your parents worry..." He sneaked home carefully. When he saw that his parents hadn't gotten up yet, he quickly took a shower to wash away the impurities on his body.

After washing, my mother had already gotten up to cook. "Mom, I'm a little tired. I'm going to take a nap. Don't ask me to eat for a while..."

After saying hello to his mother, Mu Yun returned to his room and lay on the bed, feeling exhausted.

When he woke up, it was already afternoon. After eating the meal prepared by his mother, Mu Yun stood in the yard, wearing a power ring on his hand, and slowly adjusted his breathing.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

He punched five times in a row, and each punch made a screaming sound. If he hit a stone, it would be enough to break the stone.

"Huh? Thirty-six hundred pounds? An increase of three hundred pounds?" Mu Yun was overjoyed and thought to himself that it was not in vain that he fought so hard.

Lying comfortably in the small courtyard, blowing the breeze, the fatigue is swept away.

"Mom, what's good for dinner?"

"Child, what do you want to eat?"

"Hey, I like to eat whatever mom makes."

"There are two kilograms of stewed red fire dragon meat. Your father will come back later and you two, father and son, can eat more."

"My dad hasn't come back yet? Didn't you tell him to come back early every day?"

"You don't know your father's temper yet. He will definitely wait until night before he comes back."

"Um."

I was chatting with my mother in the courtyard. It was getting darker and darker, but my father still didn't come back.

"Mom, did my dad say he would be back today?" Mu Yun looked at Tianse and asked with a frown.

Mother pondered for a long time and then said seriously: "During this period, your dad goes out in the morning and comes back in the evening. In the morning, he also asked me to stew the remaining red fire dragon meat, and he will eat it when he comes back."

"Well, I'll go out and take a look."

Mu Yun stood up and walked outside.

"Liu Meizi... Liu Meizi..." As soon as he left the door, he saw a middle-aged woman running over with a pale face. When she saw Mu Yun, she called out: "Little Mu Yun, your dad... your dad and the others

Something happened..."

"What? Sister Song, don't be impatient and tell me slowly, what's going on?" Mu Yun's face darkened and he shouted loudly.

The middle-aged parents glanced at Mu Yun in fear, obviously frightened by Mu Yun.

At this time, my mother also rushed out of the courtyard, looking at the middle-aged woman with a pale face and asked: "Sister Song, what happened?"

Seeing her mother, the middle-aged woman grabbed her mother's hand and said, "Meizi Liu, something happened to Mu Ling and the others."

"Mrs. Song, don't be impatient, speak slowly!"

The middle-aged woman spoke out of breath. It turned out that her father, Uncle Song, and several others went up the mountain in the morning to collect herbs on Dongshan Mountain. This time, they did not separate, and they all followed their father...

Mu Yun knew in his heart that Uncle Song and the others saw their father collecting blood ginseng and Bodhisattva root, and thought that their father was lucky, so they might get lucky if they followed his father.

However, Mu Yun did not blame them, but felt a little lucky.

It was precisely because they gathered together to collect medicine that they could get the news that something had happened to their father.

"How could it be? Although there is some chaos on Dongshan Mountain, no evildoers have appeared in many years. How could they encounter evildoers this time?" The mother's face was pale and her hands were trembling.

"Mom! Don't worry, Dad and the others will be fine, I promise!" Mu Yun held her mother's hand, a cold light suddenly appeared on her face.

At this moment, Mu Yun was on the verge of an explosion. The villain actually kidnapped his father and the others, released Uncle Song's son and came back to report, saying that they wanted 30,000 Ming Yuan, otherwise they would break up the vote.

"The mistress said that those evil people told us that we are not allowed to report to the official, otherwise they will break up the vote...Liu Meizi...Liu Meizi, please save our old Song..."

With a pop, the middle-aged parents knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, and started crying miserably.

"Sister Song, don't worry, they will be fine." At this time, the mother calmed down and comforted the middle-aged woman.

"Mom! You guys wait at home, I'll go take a look! Madam Song, where is the mistress now?" Mu Yun shouted.

"The mistress is at home..."

As soon as the middle-aged woman finished speaking, Mu Yun's body disappeared from the sight of the two of them. At this time, he operated [Wandering Dragon Step] without any scruples, increasing his speed to the extreme.

The third son is Uncle Song's third son. He is sixteen years old this year. Because he was not admitted to the Immortal Cultivation Academy, he followed his father to collect herbs.

"Third brother, where did you meet the evil person?" Mu Yun asked, looking at the frightened young man with a pale face.

"Just...just ten miles in front of the right side of tree hole No. 3..."

"How many are there?"

"It seems like three, it seems like four..."

"How many are there?"

"Three or four..."

"you……"

Mu Yun looked at the frightened mistress and was speechless for a while. He came back to report the news without even seeing the person clearly?

"Have you seen them?" Mu Yunhe asked.

The third son shook his head one after another. Just as Mu Yun was going crazy, the third son's eyes lit up and he said, "But I heard one of them call their leader Boss Zhou!"

"Boss Zhou?" Mu Yun frowned, recalling the name in his mind, but there seemed to be no clue.

"Okay, you have a good rest, I'll go take a look!"

"Hey, Mu Yun, you... you want to go up the mountain?" the third son asked in shock.

"Hmph! What if we don't go up the mountain? Are we going to watch your dad and my dad die tragically?" Mu Yun couldn't help scolding.

"I...I didn't...that's not what I meant. Aren't your family rich? How about we follow what the bad guys said and deliver the money to their designated place at dawn tomorrow morning?" The mistress thought to herself.

The wise way.

"I'll think about it..." Mu Yun glanced at the mistress, turned around and left the Song family.

"Hmph! What are you so proud of? Aren't you still unable to enter the Immortal Cultivation Academy? Isn't it because your dad picked two good medicinal plants..." The mistress looked at Mu Yun's back with a look of jealousy on his face.
Chapter completed!