Li Mu was accompanied by the famous streamer Luo Liang, Huang Yeer and Huang Shu of the Yellow Dragon Tribe.
The world of Mount Song was basically under Li Mu's control. Except for the Taixuan Sect, Li Mu had planted Taoist Talismans in the bodies of the remaining elders of the Clearheart Swordsmanship Sect. Once they showed any disloyalty, Li Mu could turn them into ashes with a single thought.
Under the threat of death, these elders of the worldlet did not show the slightest loyalty. Instead, Li Mu, who had the mentality of "killing the chicken to show the monkey", quickly surrendered.
Because of the time limit, Li Mu did not go to the two sects, two mountains, and one pavilion in Mount Song. Instead, he came to the foot of Mount Qinling.
After returning to Shaanxi Qinling, the first choice was naturally to go back to Baoji.
It would take more than ten days for the Ancient Ancestor's Gate to be fully opened, so Li Mu first returned to his hometown to meet his old friends and relatives.
He did not expect to find something strange as soon as he arrived in Baoji.
"What a big fruit tree! It's like a spirit." Luo Liang also exclaimed.
Unfortunately, he lost his live broadcast equipment when he was chased by the winged tiger in Mount Song. Otherwise, he would definitely gain a wave of popularity if he started the live broadcast now.
Huang Yeer and Huang Shu did not say anything.
They were still in awe of Li Mu, so they did not talk much along the way.
At the same time, huge trees like the one in front of them did exist in Mount Song, so they did not make a fuss.
Standing at the edge of the reservoir, Li Mu saw that there were already a lot of people around. They had directly climbed up the branches of the fruit trees and picked apples from them. They were munching on them. A strange fragrance lingered around the reservoir.
"This tree is growing a little fast. It smells like an animal. And that red fruit …"
Li Mu stretched out his hand, and an apple directly flew into his hand.
Upon careful observation, he could feel that there was quite a lot of energy fluctuations in it, just like the legendary magic fruit. It might not be of much use to a great master like Li Mu, but it was of great benefit to ordinary people and ordinary cultivators.
When Li Mu was thinking, Luo Liang had picked three or four fruits.
"Yeer, have one." He stuffed a fruit into Huang Yeer's hand and tossed another one to Huang Shu. Then, he picked one up and chewed on it, exclaiming the sweetness of it.
Li Mu glanced at it with his Magic Eyes and found that the fruit tree had taken root in the center of the reservoir. Its roots were thick and extended in all directions, which looked like a huge net under the ground. The part that was exposed above the water was like the tip of an iceberg. It would not take long for the entire underground area of Baoji City to be covered.
The fruit tree spread its branches and leaves, crazily absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
"Could it be the World Tree?"
Li Mu inexplicably thought of this noun, and then he laughed himself.
It was a term used in fantasy novels.
It was impossible for the so-called World Tree to exist on Earth.
However, such a huge fruit tree was filled with the aura of an immortal god.
By now, the news had already spread, and more and more people came to pick the fruits. There were also people from the government who came to maintain order. Many people were shocked to find that after eating the fruits, the chronic diseases that they had suffered from for many years disappeared. It had a special healing effect and could strengthen one's body.
"Let's go."
Li Mu observed for a while and found nothing special, so he left with Huang Yeer and Huang Shu.
Because of the changes in the Qinling Mountains of the Dragon Vein of Huaxia, it was normal for some plants to mutate in the surrounding areas. At least on the surface, this fruit tree was beneficial and harmless.
He just needed to pay attention to it in the future.
Luo Liang had a crush on Huang Yeer, so he gave up his live broadcasting career and followed Li Mu with a thick face.
After Li Mu and the others left, the two-winged angel hidden in the crowd carefully took off his hood and breathed a sigh of relief.
"I didn't expect the Eastern God of War was still alive. Fortunately, I saw the opportunity early and used the Cloak of Hidden Fog to hide the angel's aura in advance. Otherwise, if he found out something, it would be troublesome … God, please bless him not to come to the Crouching Dragon Bend in three days. As long as the Garden of Eden comes and the gods wake up, we don't have to be afraid of him. "
The white man crossed himself and prayed.
He looked around at the many people who were munching on the apples and smiled.
"Eat, eat, eat to your heart's content."
"What a delicious fruit! The more you eat, the more people you will have in the future."
…
When Li Mu arrived at Weibin District, he did not rush to go up the mountain. He took out the special mobile phone Su Cuo gave him and called his friend Wang Sichao, who was a chef in the high-tech area, to ask about his old friend's recent situation.
The phone was quickly connected.
Wang Sichao's surprised voice came from the other side. "Little Mu, you are finally willing to call me. Hey, the signal can be connected, which means you are in Baoji. Are you back?"
Li Mu heard the deep concern, and his heart was filled with warmth.
After chatting for a while, Li Mu heard a piece of news that shocked him.
"What? The old faker is back? "
He couldn't believe his ears.
Back then, in order to find the old faker, he almost turned the earth upside down, but he found nothing. But now the old guy returned to Randeng Temple by himself?
After hearing the news, Li Mu could not calm down.
"I'll go back to the temple first. I'll find you later and taste your cooking."
After hanging up the phone, Li Mu hurried to Mount Shaozu.
All the bizarre experiences and incredible encounters in his life were related to the old faker. The Xiantian Skill and the Zhenwu Boxing contained invincible power, which helped him almost sweep across the universe … Only the old faker could explain all the riddles and answers to all the riddles.
He flew in the air.
Soon, he arrived at the foot of Mount Shaozu.
A ripple of the tactical deployment blocked Li Mu's way.
Mount Shaozu was located in the high-tech area of Baoji City, which belonged to the peripheral mountain range of Qinling Mountains. It was very close to the downtown area. At the foot of the mountain was the No. 1 High School of Baoji City. It was less than 20 minutes' walk up to Randeng Temple. If he continued to go up, he would see the plaque left by the young ancestor less than a kilometer away. Then, he would see Randeng Temple.
Li Mu scanned with his Divine Consciousness and found that an invisible and vast tactical deployment densely covered the void, protecting the entire Mount Shaozu. It was as vast and unfathomable as the distant stars. Even with Li Mu's cultivation, he could not see through it after several glances.
It must be the work of the old faker.
The function of the tactical deployment seemed to be to prohibit flying and isolate all peeping from the outside world.
Li Mu used his Magic Eyes, but he could not see the current appearance of Randeng Temple Village behind the tactical deployment.
Since he could not fly through the tactical deployment, he had to land.
"Huh?"
After landing, Li Mu keenly noticed that there were dozens of different groups of people lurking in the dark outside the invisible tactical deployment, eyeing him covetously. Several of them were quite powerful, and there were even wisps of Demon Qi in the air.
They were really courting death.
Li Mu was in a hurry to see the old faker, so he had no time to deal with those idiots.
He led Luo Liang and the other two along the mountain road and soon arrived outside Randeng Temple Village.
On the ridge of the field, a group of familiar old men were squatting and eating dinner. In their hands were big bowls of chili oil noodles. With one hand holding a bowl and the other holding a pair of chopsticks pinching garlic, they ate to their heart's content. The tempting aroma of rice wafted through the field.
"Eh? Mu? "
"You're really back."
"Speaking of you, you've arrived. Master Li's predictions are quite accurate."
When they saw Li Mu, the group of old men was very happy and immediately surrounded him.
Li Mu was a little shocked.
"Uncle Zhang, Uncle Li, Uncle Wang, Uncle Zheng, you … are really strong." Li Mu did not know how to describe the state of these violent Vajra old men. Their qi and blood were like the sea, and their physical cultivation was really not simple. They were all old men in their eighties, like human-shaped Tyrannosaurus. They must have been cultivated by the old faker.
The group of old men all laughed.
The murderous and awe-inspiring appearance when dealing with outsiders had long been replaced by a kind face.
Many old men in Randeng Temple Village felt that Li Mu, an orphan, was a child of this village, like their own grandson. From childhood to adulthood, these old men had always doted on Li Mu. They were even closer to him than their own grandson.
"By the way, Mu, there was a boy riding a white tiger who went to the temple to find Master Li. He is not friendly. You should go and have a look." Old Zhang said, "When you are done, remember to come to Uncle Zhang's house to eat spicy oil noodles. You used to like this."
"Okay, I'll go and have a look first."
Li Mu broke away from the group of enthusiastic Vajra old men and rushed to Randeng Temple in a hurry.
Crossing the stone steps behind the plaque that read "Young Ancestor's Legacy", Li Mu quickly jumped to the gate of the temple and shouted, "Old guy, I heard you're back. Come out and let me see if you're still as wretched as before … Shit, it's another f * cking trap!"
As soon as he jumped into the temple gate, Li Mu felt that his feet were soft, just like when he jumped into the meditation room and fell into the pit and was transmitted to the Divine Land. This time, when Li Mu felt that something was wrong, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
The two moons were in the sky, and the moonlight was scarlet.
A single log was floating in the scarlet moonlight.
At one end of the single log stood a grumpy white tiger, and on the back of the white tiger was an even more grumpy young man.
At the other end of the single log stood Li Mu, who was dumbfounded.
How could he come to such a place?
Where was this?
"Wow, hahaha, you finally showed up. Go to hell."
As soon as the young man saw Li Mu, his eyes lit up, and he immediately rushed over like a hungry mad dog seeing a pile of steaming feces.
Swoosh!
A long sword flew up from behind him, turned into a ray of light, and chopped at Li Mu.
This momentum was like killing an enemy who had slept with his wife and children.
"What's going on?"
Every cell in Li Mu's body felt inexplicable. He raised his hand and punched the flying sword back, saying, "Wait a minute, who are you? Where is this? Tell me first. "
"F * ck you … Wow, go to hell." The grumpy young man, like a mad dog, did not listen to Li Mu's explanation at all. He reached out to hold the long sword that had been shaken back, turned his body, and became one with the sword, turned into a flash of lightning, and rushed at Li Mu again.
Li Mu punched again, and the young man was blasted away with the sword.
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