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Try to hit the realm of refining gods.

On this Great Creation Day, the realm has not moved at all. Now that his body is filled with true energy, he wants to try it to see if he can enter the realm of refining gods.

There is still a small amount of useless magic pill in my hand. I was originally going to take it on Yaogu Peak that day to attack the realm of refining the gods. At that time, the Dantian meridians were expanded and the true energy in the body was relatively low. Taking it had no effect, so Chen Muyu just endured it to no avail.

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This magical pill can increase the true energy in his body several times. At this time, his body is full of true energy, and he can use it to break through the realm.

Looking at the magic pill in his hand, it looked really bad. If it weren't for its extraordinary efficacy, Chen Muyu wouldn't be willing to eat it.

"Ding ding ding..."

Just as I was about to put it in my mouth, suddenly the phone rang!

Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows slightly, took it over and saw that it was from Lu Wanli.

It's only a few steps away. What's the call?

…

Went downstairs, out the door, and came to the next door.

After Gong Daquan and the others left, Lu Wanli lived alone here. Barus was also here, but it was somewhat deserted.

It was almost one o'clock in the evening, and when Chen Muyu came, the lights were on in the hall on the first floor.

Lu Wanli was sitting on the sofa. In front of him, a man was tied up and lying on the ground like a dead dog.

"What's going on?" Chen Muyu was a little surprised.

Seeing Chen Muyu coming, Lu Wanli stood up quickly, pointed at the man on the ground and said, "I was practicing on the fifth floor just now. This guy was lying outside the wall peeping. I found him and captured him!"

"Whatever you took, I obviously helped too!"

Barus was beside him, taking the form of a handsome young man. This guy recently learned that dogs are creatures that are often used to curse people, so he no longer wanted to be a dog when there were no other people around.

Lu Wanli rolled his eyes at him, as if to say that your help is completely negligible.

Chen Muyu walked over. This man was wearing black casual pants and a black T-shirt. His hair was long and braided, making him look like an artist. He looked to be in his forties or fifties, with a sad beard all over his face. Scumbag's eyes were slightly melancholy, but there was no fear.

"Who are you?"

Chen Muyu thought that not long ago, when he was practicing at home, someone was peeping. He was discovered by Gu Zheng at that time. Gu Zheng said that he shot the person into the Qinglong River. Chen Muyu even went to the river to look for it, but there was no trace. Discover.

Couldn't it be this person?

The man buried his head, as if he hadn't heard Chen Muyu's words, and looked very dull.

"I've just asked, and it's always been this attitude, without saying a word!" Lu Wanli shook his head, "Although this man is not very advanced, his speed and stealth skills are top-notch. I was almost beaten by him. Already..."

"If it weren't for me, would you have discovered it?"

Barus snorted. He was a supernatural monk with super strong mental power. When he first started practicing, his mental power noticed abnormal fluctuations, so he discovered this person.

Lu Wanli didn't argue with it. He was now a master of the golden elixir. With his divine consciousness, it was impossible for the flowers, plants, cats and dogs in the entire community to escape his notice.

"Let me punish him!"

As Barus spoke, a ball of lightning formed in his palm, and strands of lightning entangled around his fingers, which was very frightening.

Chen Muyu glared at him. This guy was very aggressive. What if he killed someone?

Barus stopped his hand angrily, ran to sit down next to him, and didn't bother to care.

Chen Muyu stepped forward, grabbed the man's shoulders, and lifted him to sit up.

A pair of confused eyes, as if he had lost his soul. As soon as Chen Muyu let go, he fell down again.

"Look, you're pretending to be crazy!" Barrus curled his lips next to him, "He won't cooperate with you unless you give him some pain!"

"Master, I think this person is a little weird!"

Lu Wanli warned from the side. He couldn't tell exactly what was weird.

When they first caught this man, it took some effort, but since catching him, he has not shown any resistance at all, and he has not even said a word from the beginning to the end.

Chen Muyu asked the man a few questions on the spot, but didn't reply a word. He just lay there with his eyes blank, as if he had lost his confidence in life.

If you don’t tell me, there’s nothing I can do to you?

Chen Muyu directly pulled out the system and scanned it, and the other party's simple information appeared in his mind.

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Name: Zhou Jie!

Introduction: A professional sommelier in Binjiu City fell off a cliff in Cuiping Mountain because he owed a huge debt, and was refined into a puppet...

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"Young man?"

Chen Muyu was stunned for a moment. He couldn't quite understand the information. Was he being turned into a villain? What is a puppet?

After hearing Chen Muyu's words, Lu Wanli also walked over and carefully looked at the man in front of him, "Master, what do you mean, master?"

Chen Muyu looked sideways, "You know?"

"Master, have you ever heard of the saying of being a puppet of a tiger? It is said that the soul of a person eaten by a tiger will be imprisoned by the tiger and turn into a ghost, helping the tiger attract new prey..."

Hearing this, Chen Muyu tilted his chin, "This man is still alive and well. His behavior should have nothing to do with tigers!"

"The legend is just a legend!" Lu Wanli shook his head, "I once heard that in some remote areas of South Vietnam, where there are many mountains and dense forests, and wild beasts are prevalent, there exists a special type of practitioners called beast masters. Inheriting the ancient art of refining beasts, refining beasts and controlling them, the combat power is no worse than that of martial cultivators..."

"There are some evil cultivators who use the art of refining beasts on people, refining living people into weapons that can be driven at will and controlled remotely. These people who are sacrificed are more advanced than puppets and are called Therefore, under the control of their master, they can have a certain degree of self-awareness..."

…

Lu Wanli told Chen Muyu everything he knew, which was like spreading new knowledge to Chen Muyu.

He was a tattoo master in the past, and now he is a beast refiner. As expected, the world is full of wonders, there are thousands of great ways and different paths leading to the same goal, and there are all kinds of weird and weird cultivation methods.

"Is this person a slave made by evil cultivators from South Vietnam?" Chen Muyu asked.

Lu Wanli shook his head, "I have only heard about it, but I have never seen it with my own eyes. If Mr. Gong is here, he may have some understanding of the border between Nanyun and Nanyue. He should have encountered it before..."

"Um!"

Chen Muyu nodded slightly. The situation of the person in front of him was a bit beyond his understanding.

It looks like we have to have a conference call with Gong Daquan and the others tomorrow to find out more about this.

"Master, have you ever messed with anyone in South Vietnam?" Lu Wanli asked.

Chen Muyu shook his head, "In the past two years, the farthest I have been to is Yuzhou. As for South Vietnam, we can't reach it with eight poles. How can we have any intersection?"