"You lowly commoner, you son of a bitch!"
Luo Bin struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes filled with venom as he said fiercely, "Just you wait, the Minister's Office will not let this go, and the Spirit Medicine Department will not let you off either. Just you wait!"
As he spoke, Luo Bin turned around and left, and the crowd of alchemists also dispersed with a sigh.
… …
"Yu, you've caused trouble!" Chu Yao looked at him reproachfully and said, "We've just arrived at the capital, how could you offend someone like Luo Bin? His father is the Minister, and he's in charge of all sorts of government matters. If we offend him, how will we continue to live in the capital?"
"… …"
Lin Muyu felt a bit guilty and rubbed her nose, saying, "I just can't stand his arrogant attitude, and I can't stand him fantasizing about you!"
When Chu Yao heard the last sentence, she felt her heart beat wildly, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter, as if the spring wind had melted a pond of water. She said, "Alright, I know you're doing this for my own good, but I really can't stay in the Spirit Medicine Department. You should hurry back to the temple, at least the people in the temple can protect you. Hurry back …"
"Sister Chu Yao, are you alright?" Lin Muyu asked with concern. She was worried that Luo Bin wouldn't be able to find her and would make a move on Chu Yao.
Chu Yao shook her head with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm just a weak little girl, and I'm also a Silver Needle level alchemist in the Spirit Medicine Department. My name is already on the books, so he probably can't do anything to me. Moreover, the commander of the Imperial Army, Feng Jixing, and my brother came to visit me last time, and I've met with the attendants of the Spirit Medicine Department. At least Luo Bin will give Feng Jixing some face."
"Mm, that's good! Take the Dream Returning Peak as soon as possible, and then find a safe place to sleep for three days. Your cultivation will definitely improve a lot, I'm going back to cultivate as well! "
"Alright, go ahead!"
Looking at Lin Muyu's handsome figure in the distance, this young man's temperament was also subtly changing as his cultivation improved. Now, the confidence he exuded was enough to move a young girl like Chu Yao. Moreover, they had been together for a long time, so it was inevitable that feelings would be born.
Chu Yao let out a soft sigh and remained silent. Hundreds of thoughts were running through her mind, but she also thought about the relationship between Tang Xiaoxi and Lin Muyu. The fact that Tang Xiaoxi had entered the Holy Temple to protect Lin Muyu had long been known by the entire city. It must be known that the Grand Deacon of the Holy Temple, Lei Hong, and Duke of Cang Lan, Tang Lan, were close friends. There were even rumors that Lei Hong was Duke of Cang Lan's subordinate. Because of the relationship between Tang Xiaoxi and Lin Muyu, Lei Hong would naturally protect Lin Muyu in every possible way.
After thinking about it, Chu Yao could only continue to refine medicine.
… …
Rushing back to the Holy Temple, he did not go straight to the secret chamber, but instead went to the main hall of the Holy Temple. Two guards carried their weapons and asked, "Sparring Master, what are you doing here?"
"I want to see Grandpa Lei Hong."
"Wait for us to report."
"Yes!"
Not long after, Lei Hong walked out of the Holy Temple drowsily and asked with a smile, "What's wrong, kid?"
Lin Muyu said, "I want to sleep and cultivate for three days, so I hope that Grandpa Lei Hong can send someone to guard outside my secret chamber. Otherwise … … I'm worried that my enemies will hurt me while I'm asleep."
"Oh?" Lei Hong squinted his eyes, "Didn't you just take the Spirit Concentration Powder? I know the effects of the Congealing Flower, how can you still sleep? "
"Anyway, I can sleep!" It seemed that Qu Chu did not mention to Lei Hong about the Dream Back to the Peak. That was good.
Lei Hong nodded, "Okay, I will let Deacon Ge Yang cultivate outside your secret chamber for the next three days. Don't worry, no one in the Holy Temple will harm you."
"Many thanks, Grandpa Lei Hong!"
… …
Returning to the secret chamber, he was relieved this time. He took out a bottle of Dream Back to the Peak, opened the cap and took a sniff. There was a hint of sweetness in the fragrance of the Rainbow Lotus. He raised his head and drank it. The next moment, he felt dizzy and drowsy. As expected, the effects of Dream Back to the Peak were stronger than the Spirit Concentration Powder, and he was forced to sleep!
This sleep was very long. In the dream, he felt like he had experienced a catastrophe. His whole body was burning, and his bones felt like they were on fire. The extremely hot flame burned every inch of his skin. Golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and he saw a five-clawed dragon with golden scales dancing in the air. One of the dragon's whiskers was shaking, and a pair of cold eyes was looking at him as if he was the king of the earth.
"Ah … …"
He suddenly woke up from the dream. It was early in the morning, and he could hear the bell ringing for breakfast in the Holy Temple.
Clenching his fists, Lin Muyu took a deep breath. He could feel a vast power circulating in his body. He knew that his cultivation had improved a lot even without measuring it with any instrument. He raised his fist, and Zhen Qi was enshrouded in it. He smiled, and with a slight push of his Zhen Qi, it quickly turned into a light purple flame. It was the True Dragon Primary Fire!
The destructive power of this fire was very strong, and it could not be used inappropriately. Lin Muyu even suspected that the destructive power of the True Dragon Primary Fire could easily defeat an opponent of the same cultivation level, or even kill them directly!
Stepping out of the secret chamber, Ge Yang was taking a morning breath. The so-called morning breath was to breathe in and out the natural Qi in the morning. This was Ge Yang's cultivation method. He only did this once a day, and Ge Yang would not miss it.
Opening one eye, Ge Yang glanced at Lin Muyu, and said with a smile, "Lin Zhi, your cultivation has improved! This old man won't send you off. You can go and have your breakfast before going to the temple! "
"Thank you, Master Ge Yang, for protecting me!" Lin Muyu cupped his hands and bowed respectfully.
Ge Yang smiled and did not reply. In fact, this kid's cultivation was indeed very good, but he was humble and cautious, without any arrogance. There were fewer and fewer young cultivators like him. Looking at so many young warriors in the Holy Temple, Zhen Fang was too arrogant because of his noble background, while Zhao Jin, Ouyang Qiu and the others were too murderous and arrogant. Lin Muyu, who had started as a sparring partner, seemed to have a much higher state of mind than these people.
The sea can accommodate hundreds of rivers, and those who have a broad mind will eventually reach a higher level of cultivation!
…
"Master Lin Zhi!" A servant called out from afar, and said with a respectful smile, "Great Deacon Lei Hong is calling you to the Holy Temple!"
"Oh, okay!"
Lin Muyu did not eat, and went straight to the Holy Temple. Far away, Lei Hong sat on the seat of the Great Deacon, and said with a smile, "Lin Zhi, you're here … Go, go to the testing device and see how much your cultivation has improved."
"Yes!"
With a leap, he landed on the bright and transparent disk, and with a low shout, he activated his True Qi. Immediately, his True Qi was injected into the device under his feet, and a spirit stone beside him quickly leaped up, five long and seven short.
"Battle-Saint, not bad, not bad!" Lei Hong stroked his beard, and said with a satisfied smile, "Alright, go, the morning training is about to begin, your body has fully recovered, right?"
"I have recovered, thank you, Grandpa Lei Hong!"
"Go!"
"Yes!"
…
After finishing his meal, the time was just right, and when he arrived at the Training Hall, a group of sparring partners revealed a cheerful smile, "Master Lin Zhi is here … That's great!"
After her bloodline was reconstructed by the Dragon Forging Bone Remnant Scroll, Lin Muyu's aura had also changed a little. Although she was amiable and approachable, there was a kind of awe-inspiring feeling that made a group of sparring partners feel reverence.
"Lin Zhi, you've finished your closed-door training?" A young Copper Star sparring partner said with a smile.
Lin Muyu knew this person, and although she did not know his real name, his nickname was' Little Bean Sprout '. His strength was not bad, but he seemed to be a little off today. His face was full of bruises, and his nose was crooked, as if the bridge of his nose was broken. Lin Muyu could not help but frown, and asked, "Little Bean Sprout, what happened to your nose?"
"Eh, nothing …" Little Bean Sprout hurriedly turned his face away.
Qin Ziling, who was at the side, frowned and said, "Lin Zhi, Little Bean Sprout fought with Silver Star Instructor Deng Zilin yesterday, and it was Deng Zilin who injured him. He did not control his strength at all."
Little Bean Sprout gritted his teeth, "Ziling, don't say anymore!"
At this moment, a sturdy Silver Star instructor walked over. He was wearing armor, and there was a proud smile on his face. It was Deng Zilin. He raised his gaze, and said, "Lord Deacon, I still want to fight with Little Bean Sprout today. He is my best punching bag."
The deacon on duty was really Zhen Fang, and he sneered, "As you wish."
Little Bean Sprout's body trembled, and he lowered his head, not daring to look up.
This was the fate of the Holy Temple's sparring partners: lowly.
Moreover, most of the sparring partners were commoners, and for the sake of their livelihood and that bit of Jin Yin coins, they were willing to risk their lives to get beaten up. Although Lin Muyu had a good background in reality, and was the young master of the Long Xin Group, he had no reason to sympathize with people like Little Bean Sprout who came from a poor background. Humans were born kind, and to him, this seemed to be a kind of instinct.
Raising his arm slightly, Lin Muyu smiled, and said, "Lord Deng Zilin is a Silver Star instructor, and sparring with a Copper Star Sparring Partner is not up to standard. Why don't you let me spar with you today?"
Deng Zilin's gaze turned cold, and he said, "Lin Zhi, you want to stand up for others? Heh, don't think that just because the Great Deacon is protecting you, you can do whatever you want. "
Lin Muyu raised his eyebrows, and said, "Why, you don't dare?"
"Why not?!"
Deng Zilin snorted coldly, and said, "Let's spar then! Lord Deacon, please arrange for me to spar with Lin Zhi! "
Zhen Fang nodded happily, and said, "As you wish."
…
A few minutes later, in the training room, Deng Zilin took off his armor, and his strong muscles shone brightly. He summoned a Ferocious Tiger Martial Soul, and said with a smile, "Come on, Lin Zhi, let me see if you have three heads and six arms!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he directly punched at Lin Muyu's chest like a thunderbolt.
Lin Muyu did not summon his Martial Soul, and raised his arm to block, relying on the strength of Skin Forging and Bones Honing to resist!
"Peng!"
Under the direct attack, he did not move an inch, but Deng Zilin was actually forced to take a few steps back. In an instant, Deng Zilin's face was a little pale. He knew that Lin Muyu was strong, but he did not know that this kid could block his attack without the support of his Martial Soul!
The orange Martial Soul's power slowly flowed, and Lin Muyu summoned the Black Tortoise Shell and the Dragon Scale Wall, and said with a smile, "Lord Deng, you are too impatient. Come on, we have the whole morning to spar!"
Deng Zilin was defeated in one attack, and he could only complain in his heart.
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