Douluo's opening one mu field

A few days later, Mu Yi and his party finally crossed the Soul Beast Mountain Range and arrived at Notting City.

Noting City is just an ordinary city in the Tiandou Empire, equivalent to a small county town in the third or fourth tier of China in the previous life.

However, along the way, Mu Yi discovered that the business here was very developed, with people coming and going on the streets, and people buying and selling could be seen everywhere, especially those who were doing the trading were soul masters.

"Little brother, I will wait for you at the Junior Soul Master Academy tomorrow."

Mu Yi and his three people were on the street. The master said goodbye to Mu Yi and left.Although the master was very curious about Mu Yi's identity, he still didn't ask any more questions.

After all, there is a long time to come, and he will naturally know it after getting along for a long time.

"Okay, farewell!" Mu Yi responded politely.

The master cupped his hand, then turned around, walked into the crowd and disappeared. Mu Yi looked at the master's leaving figure thoughtfully.

Although they had only known each other for a few days, Mu Yi was still impressed by the master's erudition and talent.

Mu Yi has no plans to go to the Junior Soul Master Academy in Notting City right away. He now has to go to the pharmacy opened by Mu's family in Notting City to obtain a legal identity.

Although Notting City Junior College is just an ordinary soul master academy in the Tiandou Empire, in the Tiandou Empire, if you want to enter any soul master academy, you must have legal and official channels. Not just anyone can enter if they want to.

If Mu Yi wants to enter the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy, he must pass through the Mu family to obtain legal qualifications.

As the number one medical family in the Tiandou Empire, the Mu family has opened medical clinics in every city in the Tiandou Empire.

This is also the business of the Mu family's main medicine.

"Master, I asked around, the Mujia Medical Center is over there." Wang Er asked a pedestrian on the road and immediately found out the location of the Mujia Medical Center.

"Okay, let's go."

Mu Yi nodded and walked towards the Mu Family Medical Center.

After a few steps, Mu Yi and Wang Er came to an attic. There was a huge plaque hanging on the attic with five large gilded characters on it.

'Mujia Medical Center'

The medical center is not big, but it is packed with people and very lively.

Mu Yi took a look and saw that most of the people were injured or sick, so he didn't rush in and just stood aside to wait.

After a long time, there were fewer people to see the doctor.

After all the patients had finished their treatment, Mu Yi walked into the medical center.

"This..."

As soon as he entered the medical hall, Mu Yi was slightly startled. There was only one old man in the whole medical hall and no other person.

"You need to see a doctor!"

At this time, the old man who was leaning on the chair with his eyes closed and meditating sat up straight and opened his eyes.

"Ah, Grandpa Zhong, how could it be you?" Mu Yi was shocked after seeing the old man's appearance. Mu Yi recognized this old man.

"You are..." The old man was also slightly stunned. He looked at Mu Yi for a while, then suddenly jumped up from his chair in excitement, hugged Mu Yi, and said with a smile: "Little Marquis, why are you here?" I'm here."

"Grandpa Zhong, please don't call me that. I'm just an ordinary person now, not some little prince!" Mu Yi said with a smile.

This Mu Zhong used to be Grandpa's confidant, so Mu Yi had known him since childhood. However, after Grandpa disappeared, he was transferred out of the imperial capital by the second elder. What Mu Yi didn't expect was that he would be in Notting City.

"No, little Marquis, in Mu Zhong's eyes, you will always be the true heir of our Mu family." Mu Zhong said with great certainty.

The Mu family has been inherited for more than 1000 years, and the Mu Yi lineage will always be the main line of the Mu family. In the eyes of old Mu family people like Mu Zhong, these are the rules set by the ancestors of the Mu family, and no one can change them.

"Thank you, Grandpa Zhong." Mu Yi was very touched by the old man's loyalty.

"Young Master, you haven't said anything yet, why did you come to Notting City?" Mu Zhong asked curiously.

"That's it..." Mu Yi didn't hide anything and told him how he came to Notting City.

"Hahaha, little Marquis, you are indeed as wise as the old Marquis said."

Hearing that Mu Yuan was being plotted by Mu Yi, Mu Zhong burst out laughing.Although he was not at the scene, he could imagine that Mu Yuan must have been very angry at that time.

"But this also offended Emperor Xueye. Soul Master is not so easy to achieve." After laughing, Mu Zhong frowned again.

Although Mu Yi's strategy made Mu Yi the only heir to the title of Lord Protector, it also offended Emperor Xue Ye.Soul Master is not achieved just by reaching it. There are thousands of soul masters in Douluo Continent, but there are only a few who can reach Soul Master in their lifetime!

"There is nothing we can do about this, otherwise I would not be able to leave the Imperial Capital alive." Mu Yi said with a smile.

A marquis had no attraction for him, so he didn't care.

"Hey, little Marquis, what is your martial spirit?" Mu Zhong suddenly asked.

If Mu Yi's martial soul is good enough, then as long as he is willing to work hard, there will be no problem in cultivating the soul master.

"My martial spirit!"

Mu Yi smiled and stretched out his right hand. In the flash of light, a square farmland martial spirit appeared out of thin air.

"Hey, this is farmland." Mu Zhong looked confused, wondering how Mu Yi could awaken a farmland martial spirit.

You must know that Mu Yi's bloodline is the purest bloodline of the Mu family, and the awakened martial spirit will always be the top medicinal tree martial spirit of the Mu family!

"If it weren't for this martial spirit, the second elder wouldn't have been able to let me leave the imperial capital!" Mu Yi said with a smile.

Everyone said that his farming spirit was useless, but to Mu Yi, a cultivator, it didn't matter what kind of spirit it was.

"Little Marquis, give me your hand." Suddenly Mu Zhong took out a dagger and said to Mu Yi.

"Grandpa Zhong, what are you going to do?" Although it was strange, Mu Yi was not afraid. He could feel that Mu Zhong didn't have any murderous intention.

"Don't be afraid, little Marquis, I won't hurt you." Mu Zhong smiled kindly, and at the same time looked at Wang Er next to him with a hint.

"Wang Er, go out and guard outside." Mu Yi immediately understood what Mu Zhong meant and told Wang Er to leave immediately.

"Yes, Master." Wang Er didn't make any rebuttal and retreated obediently.

Under the subtle influence of the life and death spell, he has now completely become Mu Yi's slave and obeys Mu Yi's words.

"This..."

Mu Zhong was surprised to see Wang Er actually obeying Mu Yi's words. He thought Wang Er was sent by Mu Yuan to monitor him.

"Grandpa Zhong, can you talk now?" Mu Yi asked curiously.

"Okay, little Marquis, please be patient, I will only make a small cut." Mu Zhong said.

"This...okay!" Although Mu Yi was confused, he still stretched out his hand to see what Mu Zhong wanted to do.

Mu Zhong carefully made a small cut on Mu Yi's finger, and then looked at the bleeding wound carefully.

Time passed little by little, and soon an incredible thing happened. Mu Yi's injured wound began to heal. This healing speed could be caught with the naked eye.

"This..."

This scene, not to mention others, even Mu Yi, a cultivator, was shocked.If anyone is injured, the wound will heal very slowly, and it will take several hours for the scar to heal.There is absolutely no way it will heal so quickly.

"As expected, Xiaohou, your martial spirit has mutated just like your father." Mu Zhong murmured to himself.

"What, my father, mutated..."

Mu Yi looked curious, knowing nothing about his father Mu Yi in this world.He had also asked his grandfather, but every time he mentioned his father, his grandfather would either be sad or cryptic and would not say a word more.