I swept the two worlds of interstellar cultivation

In the early winter, the weather was already very cold, and the Bu family courtyard was full of laughter and laughter, and the lights were brightly lit, creating a lively warmth.

But Mu Shuru knew that these laughter and warmth had nothing to do with him.

Mu Shuru stopped where he was, unwilling to move forward.

"Huh? Let's go?" Bu Yanbin's grandfather, Bu Lizhong took Mu Shuru's hand and said with a smile: "Son, do you know who is sitting inside? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. How much effort did you have to invite the distinguished guests here?"

When Mu Shuru heard this, he didn't even want to go in.

"Grandpa, why don't I take him to the courtyard to rest first, he should be tired along the way." Bu Yanbin interrupted the grandfather who was about to say something.

But Bu Lizhong took his hand, took him in forcefully, and said as he walked, "What are you doing, you are young, and you don't know the generality of chance."

The old man's hand was very warm, it was the first time he held his hand like this, Mu Shuru was a little dazed.Wrapped in warm palms and skin to skin, you can feel the pulse and heart of an elder.

Mu Shuru was led into the main living room by Bu Lizhong.

In the middle of the living room is Venerable Hangan.

During the Alchemy Conference, he came to Yuan Qingcheng and was entertained by Ran Huo, and during the Artifact Refining Conference, he came to Yuan Qingcheng and was entertained by Bu Lizhong.

No matter which field he is in, he is always the target of the top figures in this field. Even if he needs Ran Huo's elixir, it can be regarded as asking him for it, but it still can't change this situation.

Just as Ran Huo said, force is the most respected, and all glory and status are in vain in front of the supreme force.

It can be seen that Bu Yanbin is very favored by the Bu family. After he entered the door, even if Han Gan was here, many family members whispered to him and patted his hand.

"My lord, this is my grandson, Bu Yanbin." Bu Lizhong pulled Bu Yanbin standing in front of Han Gan, "I really wanted to go to Qingtian Sect, but unfortunately I didn't pass the selection."

Bu Lizhong is very smart, he only talked about this, and didn't continue to say that Bu Yanbin is now in the Woxue faction.

Hangan nodded.

Bu Lizhong pulled Mu Shuru over, "This is my grandson's friend, is it...? Hey, I was so happy that I forgot to ask for my name just now, kid, what's your name?"

Mu Shuru was watched by everyone, curious, speculative, clear, and malicious. It was either uncomfortable, or he felt like a superfluous person standing here, but it seemed superfluous all the time, except in the secret realm.

"My name is Mu Shuru." He pursed his lips and said, "All life is Shuru, and the rain that moistens everything is called Shuru."

As he finished speaking, a quiet needle drop could be heard in the living room.

After a long time, it was Venerable Hangan who spoke.

"The name is a good name." Venerable Han Gan stroked the teacup with one hand, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "Who gave you the name?"

"It's my mother." Mu Shuru lifted the veil that others didn't know whether to touch, "My mother, Mu Shangqing."

Han Gan didn't say a word, took a sip of tea, the teacup and hands blocked his eyes, even if they didn't cover them, no one would dare to look at him.

A group of people from a large family can hear several meanings in one sentence. Many people are wondering, what is the meaning behind "the name is a good name". Generally, if this is the case, shouldn't it be followed by "Unfortunately..."?

Watching people order dishes is an essential skill for members of a big family. At this moment, everyone knew how to treat this friend who Bu Yanbin brought back.

Everyone moved to the restaurant, Mu Shuru heaved a sigh of relief, and when he was about to leave, the butler of the Bu family invited him to go with him.

Mu Shuru smiled wryly, what did he ask him to do?Having experienced so many such things, he can probably guess that he took the opportunity to ridicule and sarcasm him in order to please Venerable Hangan or Qingtianzong?

"Don't go if you don't want to go." Bu Yanbin said hesitantly, "I'll take you to rest."

But the housekeeper said, "I'm sorry, young master, the master specifically ordered me to go."

"I'm not from the Woxue faction, nor from your Bu family. You have no right to force me to do anything." Saying this, Mu Shurue walked out of the living room, ignoring Bu Yanbin's shouts, and passed through the Jiuqu in the yard. Cloister, go straight to the door.

"Mu Shuru, you just left like this. My grandfather is not easy to explain. Don't you want to participate in the refining conference?" Bu Yanbin grabbed his arm, "Don't be arrogant."

Mu Shuru pulled out his arm from Bu Yanbin's hand. Under the moonlight, his face was covered with a layer of cold white, his eyes were dark and cool, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Am I being emotional?"

"Is it because you have been ridiculed too much, and you think it is irrelevant to be ridiculed once more? Is it because you have been hurt too many times, and the scabs in your heart have hardened, and it doesn't hurt much to be poked one more time? So you think I am acting on my temper?"

"I don't want to stay in Woxue Mountain anymore." Mu Shuru said lightly, "I won't let you bully me at will."

He was bullied by them before, not that he really couldn't beat one of them, but that he couldn't beat them all, and he wanted to stay on Woxue Mountain, so he could only endure it.

Why guard on Wo Xue Mountain?

Because Wo Xueshan was the place where his mother used to live, and it was the only place where he had a connection with her, and that connection was the only connection between him and the world.

If he leaves Woxue Mountain, the last ties between him and Tianyan Continent will be severed. There will be no one connected by blood, no worries, it seems that he shouldn't exist in this world.

The world is vast, standing alone.

But it is different now.

"I can never come out."

Bu Yanbin suddenly didn't dare to look him in the eyes, the current Mu Shuru seemed to be a flower blooming on the glacier, beautiful and beautiful, but he dared not touch it, as it would frostbite his hands and destroy him.

"I'm doing it for your own good. Have you forgotten why you came to Bu's house? It's for participating in the alchemy conference. If you leave without saying hello like this, how could my grandfather be willing to take you there?" Bu Yanbin said, "I'm doing it for your own good." , can I still harm you now?"

"I'm not going to participate in the Artifact Refining Conference." Mu Shuru continued to walk forward, but when he turned around, he saw Han Gan and Bu Lizhong approaching from the courtyard.

They stood far away, and Han Gan looked over from a distance, "I was a swordsman last time I saw you, now you want to rely on the Bu family to refine weapons?"

Mu Shuru remained silent, and no matter what Bu Yanbin signaled, he stubbornly remained silent. His Holiness had already decided that he was not doing his job properly, and it would be useless for him to talk more.

Fortunately, they seemed to be just passing by, and Han Gan left after saying this, Bu Lizhong stood behind Han Gan and waved to Bu Yanbin, the smiling expression disappeared, and the majesty of the head of the family was fully displayed .

Bu Yanbin didn't know what to do.

"I'll go with you." After Han Gan and Bu Lizhong walked away, Bu Yanbin gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go."

Mu Shuru smiled and said, "Isn't it your dream to enter Qingtianzong? Isn't Venerable Hangan your pursuit all your life?"

So what?Bu Yanbin's heart was complicated, he opened his mouth but didn't answer, so what can he do now.

"Go and have dinner with them, I won't go back to the secret realm so soon." Mu Shuru ignored Bu Yanbin and left alone.

In the early winter, the weather was cold and cold. Even on such an early winter night, Yuan Qingcheng was still buzzing with people, and the streets and alleys were lit with lights.

When Mu Shuru walked out, he felt the warmth. He tugged at the neckline and said to Wuwu, "Let's go eat roasted sweet potatoes."

"Um!"

Mu Shuruo walked to the grandfather who sold roasted sweet potatoes, smelled the rich aroma of roasted sweet potatoes, and squinted his eyes at the healing color of the caramelized sugar.

"Young master, do you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes?" The old man said cheerfully, "The delicious sweet potatoes that have just been roasted are not sweet and don't cost money."

"Hmm!" Mu Shuru stretched out his thin white fingers and said happily, "This, this, and these two, all four."

"Okay!" The old man happily wrapped sweet potatoes for him.

"Mu Shuyu! Mu Shuyu!"

Just as Happiness was holding roasted sweet potatoes, he suddenly heard someone calling him. He turned around holding four steaming roasted sweet potatoes, and saw Ran Huo waving at him not far away.

"It's really you!" Ran Huo said cheerfully, "I'm just talking about this figure and clothes, and you're the only one."

The heat from the roasted sweet potatoes floated to his face, turned into water vapor and soaked the skin, making him look smaller. Ran Huo moved from his face to the roasted sweet potatoes in his arms, "You haven't eaten dinner yet?" , I happen to have dinner, let's go, let's go eat together."

"You know my name?" Mu Shuru looked sideways at Ran Huo, his eyes brightened.

"I know, I knew it the first time you came to Danxintang." Ran Huo said indifferently.

Mu Shuru laughed out of a small dimple, and walked much more briskly.

Ran Huo smiled, and said with dissatisfaction: "I just saw you coming out of Bu's house, why? You have such good conditions, but you don't want to make alchemy, but you want to make weapons?"

Mu Shu nodded with a smirk, "I want to refine the weapon."

Looking at Ran Huo's puzzled eyes, he understood what Ran Huo meant. He had many alchemists who envied him for not getting the resources, and it would be a waste not to make alchemy.

Mu Shu proudly said: "I also have special conditions for refining weapons."

"Haha, okay." Ran Huo said casually: "Everyone has their own opportunity, and little fellow Daoist may really be suitable for refining weapons."

"Then do you want to participate in the Artifact Refining Conference?" Ran Huo said, "The old man Bu Lizhong will take you to participate?"

Mu Shuru shook his head, "He probably won't take me to participate."

Ran Huo laughed, "That's just right, how about I ask my junior brother to take you to participate? Do you know my junior brother? Ran Ming, the elder of the Fire Cloud Palace, is well-known in the crafting world. This time, he happened to bring his disciples here Participate in the refining conference."

"Don't worry, he is an idiot, he doesn't care about world affairs, and he doesn't understand human feelings."

Mu Shuru nodded with sparkle in his eyes, "Thank you Master Ran Huo!"

Ran Ming is not famous at all, he is obviously a master craftsman.

"Hey, what's your name, master, just call me Ran Huo."

"Okay."

An old couple, a young couple, forget their old friends, walking away in the bustling streets, talking and laughing.

The idiot junior brother Ran Ming that Ran Huo talked about lived in Ran Huo's residence, and the two came to see Ran Ming after dinner.He looked a little dull and silent. After they came in, they didn't give a glance, and all their minds were on the whip in front of him.

"Junior Brother, take me, a little fellow Taoist, to the Artifact Refining Conference the day after tomorrow." Ran Huo said, "He missed the primary election, do you still have a place to take him to the final?"

Ran Ming still didn't look up, "Oh, good."

Ran Huo shook his head helplessly, "Then it's okay to say that?"

"Ah."

Mu Shuru didn't expect things to go so smoothly, before he could say a word, Ran Huo was about to take him away.

Before leaving, Ran Ming suddenly said: "Oh, yes, keep the name."

Mu Shuru said nervously, "Mu Shuru."

Ran Ming: "Oh."

Mu Shuru: "...."

"Is there anything else I want to ask?" This senior didn't seem like someone who would take the initiative to say anything, so he could only take the initiative.

Ran Ming thought for a long time, "Is there anything special about your crafting?"

Mu Shuru also thought about it for a long time, "Does the utensil I make look good?"

Ran Ming: "...."

Ran Huo: "...."

It doesn't seem to count, Mu Shuru is a little embarrassed, "Then the device I refined can automatically absorb spirits?"

Ran Ming: "...."

Ran Huo: "...."

Ran Ming: "Brother, I won't take him! He's not serious at all!"

Mu Shuru hurriedly said: "I'm very serious. The utensil I made can really absorb spirits. If Master Ran Ming doesn't believe it, you can try it."

As he said that, he took out a fan, which was much larger than ordinary fans, with a very beautiful shape, and there were gorgeous feathers on the fan, layers of feathers, with the movements of Mu Shuru's hands, there was a soft movement. Ripples, there is a shiny star on the tail of the fan, something they have never seen before.

Seeing this fan, both of them felt that what Mu Shuru said just now was correct, that his forging weapon was so beautiful that it could be regarded as something special, at least they had never seen such a beautiful weapon.

Too beautiful to be used for fighting.

But it's not pretty for monks to hold a fan, what they want is to fight.

Mu Shuru shook his fan lightly, with a flirtatious style that shook people's minds, and Ran Ming's room seemed to be much brighter, "Do you feel it?"

what do you feel?The two of them were brought back to their senses by Mu Shuru's voice, and after a while, Ran Huo showed surprise, "Aura in the house?!"

Ran Ming, who was a craftsman, was even more disbelieving, "This, this..."

He was so excited that he almost fell when he stood up, and stumbled to Mu Shuru's side, looking eagerly at the fan in Mu Shuru's hand, as if looking at his beloved girl.

Mu Shuru handed him the fan, and Ran Ming couldn't put it down holding the fan. He wanted to wave it but didn't dare to do so. He was overwhelmed with joy, "Okay, okay! I must participate in the Artifact Refining Conference, and I'm sure it will become a blockbuster and overwhelm other sects!"

"How about as my direct disciple?" Ran Ming blushed, lowered his head, and asked pretendingly.

"Don't take advantage of the opportunity, it doesn't matter which of the two of you is better at refining weapons!" Ran Huo pushed him aside.

Mu Shuru didn't answer directly, and said very self-aware: "I dare not compare with Master Ran Ming."

His refining level is mediocre, but relying on the master's small aura perpetual motion machine, he has refined the function that the refining master has been chasing all his life.

After agreeing with Ran Ming to meet the day after tomorrow, Mu Shuru left under Ran Ming's reluctant gaze. Fortunately, Mu Shuru also agreed to live with Ran Huo, otherwise it might not be so easy to get out.

At the same time, in the study of the Bu family, Bu Yanbin and Bu Lizhong had a very unhappy fight.

"Anyway, I can't take him to the Artifact Refining Conference." Bu Lizhong was very firm, "Didn't you hate him very much before? What kind of soup did he give you to make you not only stop hating him, but bring He came back and let the Bu family take him to the Artifact Refining Conference?"

"Deeply scheming." Bu Lizhong said disgustedly.

"It wasn't him, I proposed it on my own initiative. He is really good at refining weapons. Grandpa, if you give him this opportunity, I guarantee that he will satisfy you. He will follow the Bu family to participate, and it will also improve the status of the Bu family in the tool refining world." status." Bu Yanbin said, "Why can't you trust me?"

"Do you not believe in his ability, or are you afraid of offending Venerable Hangan?" Bu Yanbin asked angrily.

"You!" After being exposed like this, Bu Lizhong was also annoyed, "You still talk about me, what were you like before?"

Bu Yanbin opened his mouth, unable to speak, and left Bu's house with a gloomy expression that night despite his father and mother's obstruction.

The next day, Mu Shuru was in a good mood and wandered around Yuanqing City for a day, but Ran Ming didn't lock himself in the house for the first time, and wanted to go shopping with him.

It was the time of the Artifact Refining Conference, and there were all kinds of novel gadgets on the street. Mu Shuru exchanged his experience in artifact refining with Ran Ming, and collected a lot of interesting gadgets.

After returning, Ran Ming became more enthusiastic towards him. Mu Shuru had a lot of ideas in his head that he couldn't think of. At first, it seemed unbelievable, but if you taste it carefully, you will get exciting and unexpected gains.

On the day of the Artifact Refining Conference, there were huge crowds of people. This grand event involving the entire Tianyan Continent took up less than half of Yuan Qingcheng just for the venue.

There are thousands of small compartments in the middle of the venue, one for each contestant. There are uniformly prepared forging furnaces and some basic refining materials in them. Last month, it was still an alchemy furnace, and now it has taken on a new look.

The competition venue was surrounded by stands. Mu Shuru took a quick look and found that there were famous sects in Tianyan Continent, as well as many powerful people.

This is normal, force is respected, and weapons affect the use of force to a certain extent.

The Artifact Refining Conference is a grand event that doesn't happen every year. Generally, these great experts will come to see if they can find a satisfactory weapon, and the sect will also check to see if there are any good seedlings for the sect to use.

On such an occasion, Venerable Hangan was still sitting in the middle, and Qingtianzong was also the best spot to watch. Sitting next to Venerable Hangan was a beautiful female monk, dressed in the most common black dress of Qingtianzong.

Compared with Qingtian Zong, the Bu family only occupied a small space, even though it was small, it was very close to the center. Mu Shuru didn't see Bu Yanbin there.

The Fire Cloud Palace is just inside the Bu family, occupying a large area. The Fire Cloud Palace is not much different from the Woxue School, but the refining equipment of the Fire Cloud Palace is the best among all the sects. In this case, the location Only under Qingtianzong.

Ran Ming was standing there waving to Mu Shuru, and everyone around him was stunned. How could this idiot and taciturn elder be so enthusiastic?Could it be that he was taken away?

Mu Shuru also raised his hand and waved at him, and his arm was tied with a ribbon marked with the logo of Fire Cloud Palace.

Han Gan forgot to look this way, Mu Shuru no longer guessed what he was thinking like before.

The last time Han Gan said to him when he went to the secret realm, he didn't feel uncomfortable thinking about it now, as long as he knew that he didn't rely on his face or use any low-level methods.

As soon as the time came, the head of Yuan Qingcheng's largest weapon refining school announced the proposition of this competition, defensive armor.

"It turned out to be a defensive magic weapon?"

"It's been so many years since there's been a defensive weapon, and I'm not ready for it?"

"Don't worry, defensive weapons are much simpler than offensive weapons. Some only need a magic circle, not even a forging furnace."

"Yes, but the simpler it is, the harder it is to make a good one."

As soon as this topic came out, Mu Shuru heard a lot of discussions around, most of them were worried, but he squinted his eyes and was in a good mood.

"It turned out to be a defensive weapon. It seems that Junior Brother has come here for nothing this time. Why would Junior Brother need any defensive weapons?" The woman beside Han Gan, Shi Dai, said with a smile.

"Elder Shi Dai said yes."

"Elder Shi Dai doesn't need it either."

The disciples of Qingtianzong responded one after another, but Han Gan remained silent.

Shi Dai smiled, her eyes shifted from her dry and indifferent face to the boy in white clothes offstage, her smile became even more beautiful.

"Hey, Junior Brother, look at that young man, what he made is quite interesting." Shi Dai lightly raised her plain hand, pointing to the side of Mu Shuru in the audience, the most slender and beautiful side of her wrist was just exposed in front of Han Gan.

Han Gan looked in the direction of her finger, and saw Mu Shuru who was out of place.

Others were forging thick and durable armor, and some even used forging furnaces to forge layer after layer of heavy armor, fearing that it would not be the same, and used the hardest materials to strengthen and strengthen the defense function.

Only the wooden comb is holding the needle and thread, embroidering on the white and soft cloth...

It's not really embroidery either, he's just stitching the fabric together, it's just that his stitches are so beautiful.

It is not made of thin sheets, but has two fixed layers, and there is a large gap between the two layers.

The armor he made is so beautiful, it is completely different from the armor made by others.

Between the two layers is stuffed soft and beautiful feathers and a shiny thing, the shiny thing the size of a palm, everyone here has never seen it before, even the feathers are not ordinary.

Feathers and glitter in the center, peeking through the sheer fabric on the sides, are beautiful.

Mu Shuru ignored other people's eyes and quietly made his armor.

Wrap the iron-winged wood branches with the same thickness and length with a soft fabric, and use it as a support to fix the two layers of fabric, and then make a magic circle on the fabric.

Other people's magic circles are all painted on, but his is sewn up with the spirit silk, which is not only more stable, but also three-dimensional and beautiful. On the key parts of the magic circle, small and exquisite spirit stones are also sewn on.

He is so meticulous that he even carved these dozens of spirit stones by himself. A small spirit stone has dozens of faces, reflecting a beautiful and dazzling luster.

After drawing the defensive circle, he cut out many pieces of veil as thin as a cicada's wings, and sewed them on the armor one by one.

"My God, it's so beautiful! I want it!"

"People are also born very well."

"I want to marry a little bit. I want him to make clothes for me all his life. I will pamper him hahahaha."

"Hehe, the Qinghuan faction really 'deserves its reputation'."

More than half of the female nuns present were discussing the armor made by Mu Shuru, and some were arguing because of him.

Even Shi Dai said: "There is indeed a pair of skillful hands, the armor can be made like this, even I am moved."

"After it's over, I'll go find it for the elder." Immediately, a disciple of Qingtianzong said.

"It's just an embroidered pillow." Someone from the Bu family said, "It doesn't look like it has much defensive ability."

Bu Lizhong nodded, "You guys have to remember, what is the most fundamental thing about crafting, don't throw away the basics and make something sensational."

"You haven't tested it yourself, so how do you know it's something to please the public?" Ran Ming frowned, and refuted him solemnly, "Don't call it an embroidered pillow when you see a good-looking person, and don't see someone else make a good-looking thing It’s just sensationalism.”

Bu Lizhong smiled, "I'm curious, why did Master Ran Ming bring him to the Artifact Refining Conference?"

"Of course it's because he is very good at forging utensils." Ran Ming replied without thinking, "He is unique."

Bu Lizhong smiled meaningfully, and many people also laughed with him.I don't know why they laughed, Ran Ming got angry, "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting." Bu Lizhong's answer made people unmistakable, but even more angry.

"Just wait and see!" Ran said angrily.

The stipulated refining time is two hours. After such a long time, Mu Shuru's seemingly simple armor was finished at the last moment. It stands out from the crowd of armors.

The initial test of the defensive magic weapon is very simple. There are many monks at the golden core stage leaving the field one by one on the spot. The preliminary screening is as long as they can withstand the hard blow of the golden core stage.

Under the watchful eyes of many powerful people, each of them displayed the strongest attack, and they did not dare to cheat. At that time, they heard the sound of exploding magic weapons and lamenting everywhere.

The Golden Core cultivator in front of Mu Shuru made Mu Shuru step back a little, thinking that it was the same as the previous magical weapons, and this one was no match for his attack. Unexpectedly, his attack could not even shatter the veil on top.

The monk fell silent as if he had seen a ghost, and tried again, but the seemingly fragile armor remained unchanged.

"Hey! Look at that feather armor, it's really amazing!"

"I thought it was just good-looking, but it turned out to be so powerful!"

"want to!"

"Who is this little monk?"

"Looking at it, it should be from the Fire Cloud Palace. It's indeed a great school of refining weapons!"

Ran Ming raised his head triumphantly, even a hundred years old, he rushed forward childishly and Li Zhong snorted coldly.

Bu Lizhong's face was hot, and he couldn't accept that the armor was so powerful, "Maybe there is something wrong with that monk."

Attracting the attention of the audience, the monk's face was not good-looking. He tried again, but still got the same result. He waved his hand to ask the people behind him to move the armor to the front row, indicating that it passed the initial test.

And Mu Shuru always smiled calmly. In this armor, the shiny thing is the artificial crystal that the master said, and inside is one of the small protective balls that the master made for him. Even if he doesn't believe in himself, he still believes in the master.

In this game, he will definitely come out on top.

Out of the thousands of armors, only a few dozen passed. These dozens of armors were placed on a high platform to start the second round of testing.

I saw a monk flying up, with a long black skirt swaying in a sharp arc in mid-air.

"It's Fairy Shi Dai! Fairy Shi Dai, the elder of Qingtian Sect!"

"Ah! I finally met Fairy Shi Dai!"

"Fairy Shi Dai is a real goddess descending to earth."

"Everyone, today I will choose the best magic weapon for you all." She faced the participating weapon refiners and cupped her hands slightly, "I'm offended."

Being treated like this by the dignified Qingtian Sect elders immediately captured the hearts of many craftsmen.

However, when she saw that most of her armor was reduced to ashes with a whip, her flesh still ached.

Can pass the primary selection, which materials can be used can be simple?

Shi Dai's whip ignited a raging fire, and the fire burned half the sky red. Amid the exclamation and admiration of everyone, almost all the armor was destroyed.

A cultivator in the Void Refining Realm is so terrifying.

But there are still armors still in place, there are three pieces in total, the most intact one is the least expected by everyone, it is Mu Shuru's feather armor.

"Isn't that the most unfortunate thing? Fairy Shi Dai is a fire spirit root, and she didn't burn the veil into ashes?"

"How is it possible!" Bu Lizhong stood up with a face full of disbelief!

Even Han Gan frowned, looking at the still beautiful armor.

Shi Dai frowned deeper, looked at Mu Shuru meaningfully, flew down, and said something in Hangan's ear.

Mu Shuru's smiling eyes are crooked, and the silkworm silk is not ordinary.

Undoubtedly, the winner of this year's Artifact Refining Conference is not anyone that everyone guessed before, but an unknown little monk who came out halfway.

The armor he made is so amazing that it is undisputed to win.

Immediately, many sects came to congratulate Mu Shuru, even after knowing his name, the enthusiasm remained undiminished.

Mu Shuru was not complacent, he knew that it was not he who won, but that the master gave him too much, but he was still very, very happy.

After receiving the prize, he celebrated with the extremely happy Ran Huo and Ran Ming. Mu Shuru rejected all the invitations, and planned to leave Yuan Qingcheng that night with Bu Yanbin.

"It's amazing, my grandfather is so regretful that his intestines are green haha!" Bu Yanbin was also very happy, "You didn't see his face at that time haha."

"Shall we go back directly?" Bu Yanbin asked Mu Shuru who was always smiling.

"Don't go back, I'll go back after I've settled all the outside matters." Mu Shuruo asked a question that Bu Yanbin didn't expect, "I promise you that the person who will make you a disciple of Qingtianzong after I die is Hangan." Are there people around His Holiness?"

Bu Yanbin was stunned for a moment, and said, "No, not from Tianji Peak."

Mu Shuru nodded, "Then let's go to Qingtianzong to repay the favor."

Bu Yanbin was at a loss.

Mu Shuru said: "My mother gave me this name, in fact, reminding her to be grateful, maybe there is also a warning to me."

Moisturize, rain moistens all things, and all things receive the grace of rain.

He didn't know what happened back then, but what can be confirmed over the years is that the Wo Xue faction did receive the favor of Venerable Hangan, and his frail mother was also protected by Venerable Hangan.

As he said that, he took out a jade box, which contained a cured fruit, which almost dropped Bu Yanbin's jaw.

At that time, he wanted to keep this healing fruit because of this idea.

"Repay the kindness for my mother, and I will have nothing to do with it in the future." Mu Shuru's voice was very soft, but firm.

"You want to send to Qingtianzong?" Bu Yanbin slowed down and became happy, "Yes, then you are the great benefactor of Qingtianzong, and you don't have to be afraid anymore."

"It's for them, but I don't want them to know. I throw it far away near their mountain protection formation, and someone will come to take it." Mu Shuru didn't want to have anything to do with them. What are they.

Although Bu Yanbin couldn't understand, he still went with him to the city where Qingtianzong was located, and appeared outside the majestic mountain gate of Qingtianzong.

The vicinity of Qingtianzong is full of towering mountains, stretching for dozens of miles, and even the flat ground outside the gate is higher than ordinary mountains.

They didn't get very close, but stood far away, watching for a long time with different moods.

Mu Shuru pursed his lips, summoned his spiritual power, and threw the box in his hand to the door of Qingtianzong.

The wooden box flipped a few times in mid-air, but turned around, flipped backwards, and landed in someone's hand.

Both of them were startled, they didn't even sense that there was anyone behind them.

"Junior brother, I told you clearly on the way. He must not stay. If he is tolerated, his crooked methods will be used on other magic weapons, and they will definitely become the scourge of Tianyan Continent in the future." Shi Dai's face was full of solemnity.

Hearing this, Mu Shuru's body tensed up, and he couldn't help but took two steps back. He denied it, "No, I'm not crooked, I'm not a scourge."

Han Gan said with a cold face, "I warned you at the time, and I didn't know how to repent."

"My lord!" Under the pressure of Han Gan and Shi Dai, Bu Yanbin almost knelt down. In front of this group of people, they were as insignificant as a fly. "My lord, look..."

Before Bu Yanbin could finish his sentence, Han Gan appeared in front of Mu Shuru at a speeding speed, "If that's the case, then you should be a mortal."

Mu Shuru lowered his head slowly, and found that Hangan's hand had reached into his inner palace.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and everyone didn't react. Bu Yanbin never expected that things would develop like this.

How did it become like this?

Obviously they were so happy just now, obviously they came to...

Mu Shuru's golden pill...

Only Shi Dai frowned and looked dissatisfied. This person obviously couldn't stay, but now he just destroyed his golden core so that he couldn't practice?

They thought they would hear Mu Shuru crying or screaming, but they didn't expect that it wasn't Mu Shuru whose face collapsed.

The cold wind in early winter did not blow the flowers and plants protected by Qingtianzong, but it did not mean that it was not cold enough.

The cold wind blew the cold and dry eyes red. The supreme venerable, who had proved the Tao through killing all these years and had killed thousands of people and monsters without changing his face, had a look of fear on his face.

The hands that held the sword piercing the sky trembled.

After practicing to the golden elixir stage, a golden elixir will be formed in the inner palace of the monk, and when it reaches the Nascent Soul stage, the golden elixir will become a small Nascent Soul that looks like the person himself. As the level of cultivation increases, the Nascent Soul will grow up little by little.

In Mu Shuru's inner mansion, there is neither Jindan nor Yuanying, but a young daffodil.

Han Gan looked at Mu Shuru's brows and eyes, his lips and nose, and his hands trembled even more. The little narcissus that was held was already vulnerable under attack, but under his trembling grip, it was already dying, a flower The leaves wither and disappear.

"You, who are you? You are me, you are me..." Han Gan couldn't believe it, and was afraid. Not only was his hand trembling at this moment, but his voice was also trembling.

Mu Shuru's face was as pale as paper, don't shake, don't shake, he is in too much pain.

It really hurts.

The pain made his eyelashes wet.