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Chapter 937

Words:2899Update:22/06/22 12:04:14

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For a long time, Zhenwu Boxing and Xiantian Skill could not be completely practiced, and could only be pushed forward intermittently, which was the biggest obstacle on Li Mu's road of cultivation. Although there would be a great improvement after each breakthrough, any Cultivation Method that could not be completely practiced was always a drawback.

"In this world, I can actually practice completely?"

Li Mu's surprise was simply indescribable.

In the blink of an eye, a day and a night had passed.

Li Mu had been sitting in front of the bamboo house, running Xiantian Skill, immersed in this smooth and complete feeling of practice.

The sun rose in the east, and it was bright red.

Li Mu breathed slowly, opened his eyes, and slowly stood up with a smile on his face.

Xiantian Skill and Zhenwu Boxing had been thoroughly mastered.

Perhaps it was because the Qi in this world was so thin that he did not experience such a huge improvement as he had imagined. But at this time, in a sense, Li Mu had been completely reborn. It could no longer be simply described as cutting hair and washing marrow. It could be said that he had been reborn.

On the Fengyun Continent, the martial arts realm was divided into 12 levels.

Li Zhiyuan used to be in the Sixth Realm, the Heavenly Building Realm, and was already famous in the Northern Wilderness Region, one of the five regions of the Fengyun Continent. Among the young generation, he could be ranked in the top ten. But after he was injured and poisoned, his realm fell to the Second or Third Realm, which could be said to be a setback.

If there were no special circumstances, even if Cultivator Cloud Broadsword could find the antidote for Li Zhiyuan, it would probably take seven or eight years to restore the cultivation of the Sixth Realm.

But now, Li Mu practiced Xiantian Skill and Zhenwu Boxing for a day and a night, not only did he restore the cultivation of the old Li Zhiyuan, but also pushed forward by two levels, reaching the eighth Mysterious Realm — of course, this was measured according to the cultivation system of the Fengyun Continent.

"Today, Li Zhiyuan returns to Jianghu."

Li Mu stood on the edge of the cliff in the bamboo forest, and his whole spirit and appearance had completely changed.

Suddenly, footsteps came from afar.

Two green-clothed children carried bamboo baskets that were almost as big as their heads. They climbed up the mountain stairs below, panting heavily.

Walking in front was a boy who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old. His face was like jade and he was quite handsome. Behind him was an even younger girl who was about ten years old. Her skin was white and her appearance could only be considered average. However, her pair of big black eyes was unforgettable.

The bamboo baskets on the backs of the two children were filled with rice, fresh meat, fruits, and all sorts of other food. The baskets were quite heavy, causing their young bodies to hunch a little. They held the bamboo sticks in their hands, and they seemed to be sweating profusely.

"It's them."

Li Mu's heart stirred.

According to Li Zhiyuan's memory, the boy and the girl were called Fang Yuan and Fang Mei. They were both farmers in the Fang Village at the foot of the Tiandao Mountain. Three years ago, they became handyman disciples of the Tiandao Sect. Their performance could only be said to be so-so, and their cultivation talent was also average. Therefore, they were not liked by the elders in the sect. Therefore, when Li Zhiyuan was in trouble and lived alone on the Small Bamboo Peak, he needed someone to take care of him, so the two little guys were assigned to take care of him.

The two little guys were not bad. Although they knew that this kind of work was equivalent to being banished, at least they absolutely did their best to serve Li Zhiyuan, no matter whether they had any complaints or not. Yesterday morning, the two little guys went down the mountain together to buy daily necessities and went home to visit their relatives. After a day and a night, they finally came back.

Climbing to the Small Bamboo Peak, Fang Yuan and Fang Mei saw Li Mu standing in the yard.

"Young Master, you're up?" Fang Mei's big eyes were filled with concern and a little panic. She said, "I'm sorry, Young Master. Brother Yuan and I met a wild wolf on our way back yesterday. We were chased into the cave and hid for a night. At dawn, when the wild wolf left, we came back … Young Master, you must be hungry. I'll go to cook for you."

The little girl was born in a farmer's family, so she was very agile.

Fang Yuan, who was a little older, packed up his things and looked at Li Mu with a little curiosity.

"Young Master seems to have … changed."

He felt a little strange, but he couldn't tell what exactly had changed.

After a while, a table of hot dishes had been prepared.

"Young Master, I've packed three catties of green bamboo wine from home for you. This kind of wine is your favorite." The little girl Fang Mei was very lively and talkative like a little lark. She chattered and took out a simple wine jar made of Mangosteen and poured a full cup for Li Zhiyuan.

The emerald wine slightly rippled in the porcelain bowl, emitting a faint wine fragrance.

Li Mu was not a person who liked wine.

But from his memory, he knew that in the past half a year, Li Zhiyuan had been depressed and often drowned his sorrows in wine. He had a tendency to drink. The Fang Village at the foot of the mountain was famous for its wine. Every time Fang Mei went down the mountain to buy wine, she would use a bamboo jar to fill a few catties of wine for Li Zhiyuan.

"Thank you, Little Huamei." Li Mu picked up the wine bowl and drank it up.

He had tasted immortal wine in his previous life. The coarse wine brewed by ordinary farmers really had no taste, but it won in artistic conception.

It had only been a day and a night since he came to this world, but it was the most relaxed 24 hours for Li Mu. His whole temperament had changed.

"Young Master, you seem to have changed." Fang Yuan couldn't help saying.

"Oh, really? Little Fang Fang, tell me, how have I changed? "Li Mu pointed to the chair beside the bamboo table and said," Sit down and eat together. "

Although Fang Yuan was slightly more mature than Fang Mei, he was still a child after all. He said, "Young Master, you have a smile on your face. It's the first time I saw you smile in the past half a year."

Fang Mei also said, "Yes, yes, Young Master, you finally smiled. Wow, Young Master, you look so beautiful when you smile."

Li Mu really burst into laughter.

Li Zhiyuan could become a famous young talent in the Northern Wilderness Region and win the title of White Cloud Green Water Broadsword. In addition to talent and cultivation, another important reason was that he was extremely handsome, with dashing eyebrows and bright eyes. He belonged to the kind of handsome man who was rarely seen in a hundred years. Compared with Li Mu in his previous life, he was indeed several times more handsome.

"Young Master, can you smile more in the future?" Fang Mei's eyes twinkled and she said, "You used to drink a lot and smash things when you were drunk. It was so scary. You look so good when you smile like this."

"Mei, don't talk nonsense." Fang Yuan kept winking at Li Zhiyuan, for fear of irritating him again.

In the past, Li Zhiyuan's mental state was extremely unstable. With two servants serving him, he was also a little nervous and frightened.

"Oh." Fang Mei lowered her head and then raised it again. Her eyes were filled with undisguised curiosity as she said, "Young Master, when I went down the mountain this time, I saw some martial artists in the village. Some of them mentioned you and said that you were famous in the past …"

"Mei, what are you talking about? Go and wash up. Why are you so talkative all day long?" Fang Yuan's face suddenly changed. He stood up and scolded her.

Li Mu said with a smile, "What? Are you afraid of irritating me? "

"Young Master, I …" Fang Yuan hurriedly wanted to explain.

Li Mu waved his hand and said, "Well, you two little guys, these days, you two have worked hard. I used to have a bad temper and scolded you. Today, I formally apologize to you. I'm sorry."

"No, no, no, Young Master, don't say that." Fang Yuan was completely stunned. He hurriedly stood up and said, "Young Master, you also taught us martial arts. You never looked down on us and didn't think we were stupid …"

Fang Mei was even more flustered. "Young Master, you won't drive us away, will you? Don't drive us away, OK? "

Li Mu said with a faint smile, "I am just a useless man. If you stay with me, your martial arts will be delayed. After the age of 14, the golden period of martial arts foundation building will be wasted. If you want to practice martial arts again, it will be very difficult for you to make great achievements."

Fang Mei rushed to say, "Anyway, I don't have any talent …"

Fang Yuan said, "We can't practice anything in the sect. No one is willing to teach us. But Young Master, you taught me a set of Dao-using methods. Young Master, we have all thought about it. We are willing to accompany you in Small Bamboo Peak and serve you."

Li Mu was quite moved.

They were two good children with pure hearts and were kind and flawless.

As a matter of fact, the moment Li Mu laid eyes on the two kids, the image of Qing Feng and Ming Yue immediately emerged in his mind. Back then, when he first went to the Divine Land, he and Qing Feng and Ming Yue depended on each other for survival. Those were the most unforgettable years of Li Mu's life. Li Mu had always regarded Qing Feng and Ming Yue as his own younger brothers and sisters.

"Alright, then all of you will follow me from now on."

Li Mu said with a smile, "But, in the future, we may not live in Small Bamboo Peak anymore."

"Ah? Young Master, we are leaving? "Fang Mei opened her eyes wide." Where are we going? "

Fang Yuan also looked at Li Mu in confusion.

Li Mu said with a smile, "To go to Jianghu, to take a walk, to see, to drink, to appreciate flowers, to listen to the wind, to watch the moon … Of course, by the way, there are some grievances that need to be settled."

Getting Li Zhiyuan's body was fate and also a favor.

He had to settle the grievances for Li Zhiyuan.

Moreover, Li Mu felt that as a traveler, he could explore the Jianghu of the Wind and Cloud Continent and truly immerse himself in the Jianghu. He wouldn't have to bear such great pressure, settle scores, practice martial arts skills, and free himself from the super stressful state of the past. That would be even more beneficial to his martial arts.

Fang Mei and Fang Yuan did not quite understand.

But in the hearts of the two children, they were both excited and agitated.

Young Master seemed to have finally pulled himself together.

At this time, suddenly, there was a burst of rapid bell ringing between the mountains in the distance, echoing among the mountains. The rhythm was sharp and urgent, as if it was urging something.

"Huh? Is this the 'Sky-striking Bell' of Tiandao Sect? "

Li Mu's face changed slightly.

In his memory, only when there was a super big event that concerned the survival of the sect, the "Sky-striking Bell" would be rung. It was to summon all the disciples and members of Tiandao Sect to the main peak, Tiandao Peak, to fight the enemy to the death.

There was an invasion.

Fang Yuan and Fang Mei also became nervous.

They had been in Tiandao Sect for more than four years. It could be said that they had lived here since they were children. Even if their martial arts did not make much progress, they were very familiar with the rules of the sect. When they heard the bell, their faces changed dramatically.

"Come on, let's go and have a look."

Li Mu performed the Sweeping Wind Skill of Tiandao Sect. The Qi in his body turned into clouds, rolled up the two children, and directly flew to the direction of the main peak of Tiandao Sect in the distance.

In the Fengyun Continent, when one reached the seventh realm of martial arts, he could fly a short distance. Now that Li Mu was in the eighth realm of the Metaphysic Realm, he could fly a short distance.

"Ah?" Fang Mei was stunned. "I, I, I … flew?"

Fang Yuan was also stunned.

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