After the goddess wears into the interstellar

Zong Lan's situation was beyond Mu Yu's expectation.

On the way here, he thought that Zong Lan's wounds had worsened, but when he arrived, he found out that there was another problem with his mental power.

Although after a night of breathing, his body has recovered to the cultivation base of the Great Consummation of Foundation Establishment, but just now in order to let the alchemy furnace recognize the master, he really wasted a lot of vitality.

To be on the safe side, Mu Yu only separated a tiny trace of divine thoughts, and penetrated into Zong Lan's mind.

Zong Lan's mental strength has recovered a lot compared to last time, and his sea of ​​consciousness is bottomless.But soon, Mu Yu discovered that cold devilish energy again.

——Hasn't this demonic energy been transferred to his sea of ​​consciousness?Why did it appear again?

After carefully pulling out the divine sense, Mu Yu closed his eyes.

——The sea of ​​consciousness is clean, and there is no trace of magic energy.

strangeness.

Such a situation made Mu Yu very confused, because the last time the devilish energy entered his body, it disappeared like this, and it was difficult for him to judge whether the devilish energy was still in the divine sense.

Mu Yu's expression became tangled, no one knew the details of this devilish energy, if he stepped forward to rescue him rashly, what would happen if the devilish energy ran into his sea of ​​consciousness again?

He still doesn't know where the magic thought went last time!

"Sovereign, Mr. Lan's face seems to be paler..." Huang Tang pointed at Zong Lan, and said carefully.

Zong Lan's complexion was indeed getting worse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you two really take turns to save each other, how about playing?" Qi Ling walked into the room with a ginkgo fruit, looked at Zong Lan with his eyes closed, turned around and sat down on the table, "Let me tell you, you Just do what you can, his mental strength is not weaker than yours."

Here lies the crux of the problem, Mu Yu frowned.

Where did this black magic energy come from?Why is Mr. Lan in danger of dying every time he encounters it, but nothing happens to him when he encounters it?

Regardless of whether the black energy is still hidden in the sea of ​​consciousness, it has not caused any harm to him so far.

Looking at the man lying on the bed with weakened breathing, Mu Yu's thoughts moved.

If this person really died because of the demonic energy, then if the demonic energy reappears in the sea of ​​consciousness in the future, he will have no one who can be used as a reference.

People with similar mental strength are hard to find.

The intensity of mental power is similar, and the reaction to the completely different magic energy is obviously abnormal.

After thinking for three seconds, Mu Yu rolled onto the bed and put his hand between Zong Lan's eyebrows.

——Seek wealth and wealth in insurance!

What's more, if you save him again, with Mr. Lan's noble background, you can pay off your debts just around the corner!

"The three of you go out first, Qi Ling, you protect me," Mu Yu quickly formed a seal in his hand, and turned his head to glance at Qi Ling, "Put down the ginkgo fruit in your hand! It takes a while, if I don't respond, please call immediately." Cut off my divine connection."

"You really want to save him?" Qi Ling was surprised, and put the half-eaten ginkgo next to him, just after wiping his mouth, he saw that Mu Yu had already settled down.

Because Zong Lan had expelled the evil energy once before, this time it was much smoother than before, and Mu Yu quickly intercepted the black energy that was crazily devouring his spiritual power.

According to the method last time, Mu Yu carefully guided his divine sense to wrap Zong Lan's body, and then pulled it suddenly.

Same as last time, the moment the demonic energy touched Mu Yu's divine sense, he abruptly abandoned Zong Lan's spiritual power and disappeared into Mu Yu's divine sense.

Seeing this weird situation, Mu Yu's heart was a little beat.

——It's like this again.

Gritting his teeth and inspecting Zong Lan's sea of ​​consciousness, he sucked all the three wisps of devil energy into his divine sense, and Mu Yu withdrew his mental power.

Seeing Mu Yu finished sealing, sitting on top of Zong Lan in a daze, Qi Ling moved closer, "What's wrong? It's over?"

Mu Yu was a little puzzled, "Qi Ling, have you ever seen a magic energy that can absorb people's spiritual power?"

Hearing this question, Qi Ling thought carefully for a moment, "The magic energy I have seen not only absorbs spiritual power, but also absorbs divine power."

——The same is true of demons in general.

"Then will it disguise itself as a divine sense and hide it in the sea of ​​consciousness?"

"Huh?" Qi Ling was stunned, "I've never heard of it."

Mu Yu: "..."

In fact, he has never heard of it.

Looking up at Zong Lan who looked slightly calm in front of him, Mu Yu lifted his legs and got off the bed.

Zong Lan was sucked too much mental power by the demonic energy, fearing that his life might be in danger, so he had to find some medicinal herbs to replenish him.

……

After careful observation for a long time and a night, there is still no trace of magic energy in the sea of ​​consciousness, and they really seem to have disappeared out of thin air.

Mu Yu's worries didn't decrease but increased, but he didn't have a clue, so he had to return his attention to the spiritual grass that he had processed in front of him.

These are medicinal herbs collected from the spiritual field behind the stone wall of the suzerain treasury. Even after so many years, the spiritual power of the medicinal field is still abundant, and the quality of these spiritual herbs can be imagined.

Raising his hand and using spiritual power to stir up the pill furnace, Mu Yu closed his eyes and used a little spiritual power to transform it into a pill fire.

Alchemy is not an easy task. Beginner alchemists use open flames, intermediate alchemists control the spiritual fire of heaven and earth, and high-level alchemists use powerful spiritual power to transform into fire, releasing every trace of the medicinal properties of spiritual materials just right.

Raising his hand to hook a few spirit herbs and throwing them into the alchemy furnace, Mu Yu concentrated on feeling the balance of its internal medicinal properties.

Counting the preparation time before the last catastrophe in the previous life, in fact, he has not made alchemy for a while.

Now that it was picked up again by chance, I feel indescribably relaxed.

Soon, he refined more than a dozen different basic pills and piled them together in the pill box he picked up from the suzerain's treasury.

The practice went well, and the next step is to help Zong Lan refine the elixir for restoring mental power.

Mu Yu carefully selected several precious ingredients, supplemented by dozens of common medicinal herbs, and put them into the alchemy furnace together.

Intermediate-level elixirs are different from basic elixirs. It takes a lot of time to refine them and takes much longer.

Mu Yu exhaled lightly, summoned the furnace cover to close it, and carefully felt the complicated changes in it.

……

For a whole day and night, when the sky turned pale again, Mu Yu frowned, and opened his eyes, there seemed to be a flash of redness in them.

It became.

As soon as the pill furnace was opened, a majestic aura gushed out from it, and Mu Yu, who had exhausted his mental strength, was shocked when he smelled the aura.

After receiving the three pills, Mu Yu immediately rushed to Zong Lan's residence.

……

"Sovereign, Mr. Lan's complexion is much better." Seeing that the black on Zong Lan's back after taking the elixir has faded by half, Fu Ran said in surprise.

Seeing that Zong Lan's complexion was gradually improving, Mu Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It should be because he hasn't made alchemy for a long time, but this time he is in another world, and because of different causes and effects of alchemy, he feels that he seems to have realized something, as if he has grasped something from the origin of this world.

It's a pity that the cultivation base of this body is too low, and the spiritual sense he can use is still pitifully small, otherwise he must go out of his body and follow the will of the world to see how the origin of this world is different.

Several people stayed in Zong Lan's room for about half a stick of incense, and after seeing that Zong Lan was out of danger, they left the room one by one.

"Tell me, what's the matter." Mu Yu had long seen Huang Tang's hesitant appearance.

Huang Tang turned his face down, "Sect Master, my optical brain still can't connect to the star network."

"Why?" Mu Yu knew nothing about the technology in this world, and the only understanding he had was in Mu Yu's memories, "Didn't I give you money to renew the subscription?"

"I don't know... I went to ask today, and they said that they have to pay 200 star coins before they come to check."

Mu Yu: "..."

Want money again?

"Go."

I thought I had to find some more reasons, but this time the suzerain actually agreed so happily, Huang Tang was a little taken aback, "You just agreed?"

"Well," Mu Yu took out a piece of paper from his pocket, "By the way, help me buy some materials."

Huang Tang took the paper and looked at it, wondering, "This is..."

Mu Yu: "Materials for modifying mechs."

He came up with this idea when he went to the mech shop for the second time. In the future, creditors will come to the door every month. It is unreasonable to run away every time. The mecha is the most appropriate.

"You? Modified mecha?" Huang Tang hesitated, "When did you know this?"

"Should be similar to refining equipment?" Mu Yu actually didn't know much about it, "By the way, please help me bring back some books on modifying mechas, I'll learn."

Huang Tang: "..."

S-class mecha masters are not so easy to say.

……

In order to save money, Huang Tang didn't take anyone with him when he went out, and walked around outside before returning.

"Rare things, rare things!" When he broke into the main hall excitedly, Mu Yu was teaching Sihui, Furan and the others to draw their breath into their bodies.

"If you have something to say, don't talk about it." Mu Yu was very dissatisfied with Huang Tang's attitude of not only not practicing, but also disturbing others' cultivation.

"Guess what?" Huang Tang looked a little mysterious.

"What's the matter, master?" Sihui replied flatteringly, "Can our signal device be repaired?"

"The people from the Star Network Bureau said that they will send people to the door tomorrow, and it should be repaired tomorrow." After a few words to send his apprentice away, Huang Tang mysteriously took out the newspaper in his arms, "Look, we left the rest assured mecha shop the day before yesterday and went out. Big deal!"

"What?" Upon hearing this, Sihui took the newspaper and read the headline on the front page.

""Why did the killer come to the mecha shop without worry? Is it a coincidence that General Wente happened to show up in the mecha shop?""

"General Went?" Fu Ran was shocked, "Is it the General Went we know?"

"That's the one! Super 3S-level interstellar number one mecha, General Wente!" Huang Tang said excitedly, "Look at the photo! Those muscles! Those lines! Tsk tsk tsk, you are indeed my idol!"

"Master, the newspaper said that these men in black might be heading towards General Wen Te, and some people speculate that General Wen Te has found General Zong Lan."

"Admiral Zong Lan?" Mu Yu repeated, feeling that the name was somewhat familiar.

——Looks like Zong Yao’s younger brother, right?

"But didn't we go to the rest assured mecha shop that day?" Fu Ran leaned over to read the news carefully, and made a bold guess, "Look, the time is also right with us, you said... live in the back mountain Could that gentleman be Major General Zong Lan...?"

"..." The three of them looked at each other for several times, and Huang Tang said, "Impossible..."

Mu Yu frowned, "I also think it's impossible, isn't that gentleman surnamed Lan?"

One surnamed Zong and one surnamed Lan, the difference was too far.

"That's right, I think so too!" Huang Tang echoed, and then pointed to another piece of news, "Look at this again, it's funny enough."

""Why did Mu's thugs appear in front of the peace-of-mind mech shop? Will he be sued in a military court after being misunderstood by General Wente as a killer?"

Mu Yu: "?"