A roar sounded from the top of the mountain, like a wild beast roaring, a bloody energy rushed out from the top of a boy's head, and finally formed a blood-colored rune on the top of his head.

The young man roared and swallowed all the runes into his mouth.

Roar! Roar!

Two long roars were heard in succession, and the same scene reappeared, and the two young men also swallowed these runes into their mouths.

Then he immediately closed his eyes and meditated. Mu Ming looked at the scene and smiled faintly.

He gently put down the stone bowl in his hand, and surprisingly, the Wood Name did not have a similar scene.

Mu Ming swallowed a lot of elixirs, and they were almost completely refined each time, and then they were swallowed again. The remaining medicinal power in the body was burned by the elixir fire, so that they would not develop resistance to the elixirs.

Moreover, Mu Ming's essence has not reached its peak at this time, so this pill is nothing.

But the few people are different. They rarely come into contact with this type of elixir. Taking this elixir at this time is like dripping water into a pan of oil, which will lead to the boiling blood in the body.

However, the few people did not waste any of these elixirs. Even if they were not found in the clan, only the disciples of Dan Peak could do such a trick.

This scene naturally attracted several girls in the sea of ​​flowers. Feng Su was much more calm. At this time, she came to Mu Ming and shook her head as she looked at the looks of the people.

"You are really willing to give me the pills you give me are not that good."

The tone was full of blame, as if Mu Ming was giving her pill.

Mu Ming said: 'These pills are not suitable for you. These pills themselves contain the power of pure yang. If you take them, you will immediately grow a beard."

When Feng Su heard this, her little face turned pale, and the longing expression in her eyes disappeared immediately, but when she saw the smile, she immediately understood what was going on.

"Hate!"

Mu Ming laughed, and his laughter was a little dazed. After a long time, this smile seemed to appear again.

Feng Su was furious and kicked Mu Ming. Mu Ming didn't react and fell into trouble.

Just as I was about to ask, but when I saw Feng Su's bulging look, I understood what was going on, so I immediately calmed down and coughed lightly, "These are sugar pills, a few... Well, if my sisters and sisters like it, let's share it."

As he said that, he took out some pills from the storage bag and gave them to a bottle for several girls. The girls were extremely curious. After opening the pill bottle, the medicine was filled with fragrance and loved it very much.

Feng Su said: "You guys, don't be deceived. This elixir with a strong fragrance is not worth it!"

When Feng Su saw several women like this, she couldn't help but reminded him that she seemed to be intentionally cheating on the wooden name.

Unexpectedly, Ye Xiaofeng's junior sister said, "This brother is very generous. This is 70% pill. Only senior brothers have it on weekdays, and it is very suitable for my physique."

The person who spoke was a girl of seven or eight years old, but her cultivation level reached the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and she was a genius of cultivation.

Feng Su didn't say anything when she heard this. She thought that Mu Ming's eyes were ruthless, and she actually saw the attribute power in the girl's body and gave the corresponding pills.

The others also nodded and chewed the pills, their eyes narrowed. The pills were very fragrant and extremely sweet.

These were originally refined and left for Huang Ling, but after Huang Ling asked for some, he said he would keep them for the next time. The wooden name was a little puzzled, but he still stayed. At this time, he happened to give them to his sisters and junior sisters of several people, otherwise they would not be able to bear the Blood Demon Sperm.

"Brother Mu is generous, we have the affection."

Yan Po stood up and thanked Mu Ming. Mu Ming was surprised. This man had a great physique. It was rare to refine the elixir after a while.

Mu Ming said: "This is nothing, it's just some elixirs, don't worry. Everyone knows each other for a while, so it's like making friends."

Yan Po laughed and said, "That's exactly what it means."

As he said that, nodded to his sister, her sister was extremely beautiful, different from his rough aura.

"Thank you, young master!"

The girl thanked her with a gentle tone.

Mu Ming returned the gift, and then saw the junior sister of Lu Zhanmen and said, "Thank you, senior brother!"

Lu Zhanmen and Tianyun Academy are both Dongsheng Daotong, so they are generally called fellow disciples.

Then, Moshang brought his sister to him. The woman was a little older, about fourteen years old.

"Young Master is extremely good at alchemy, and he is willing to give such precious elixirs to my younger brother. I thank you for your younger brother."

This woman is very good at speaking, and Mu Ming Liandao dares not.

Then the woman turned her gaze to Feng Su and said, "This sister is the girl of the Feng clan."

Feng Su said: "I have met my sister. Today I am lucky to see my sister's beauty. I am lucky to have three lives!"

Feng Su seemed to be knowledgeable and well-educated, and the woman nodded and smiled slightly.

Only then did the few people notice the appearance of the woman. The fourteen-year-old girl was one head taller than them and grew very cleanly. Although she was a witch clan, she did not have any cold air. Instead, she was like the autumn dew in the morning, with charming brilliance.

Yan Po was thirteen years old and taller than a few people. He couldn't help but look at this person for a few more times, and then hurriedly lowered his head.

Seeing this, Yan Po's sister stomped on her brother hard and whispered: "I have a thief but no courage!"

When everyone heard it, they couldn't help laughing. Yan Po turned his head quickly, looking so sweaty.

"This is a good place. How about we comprehend here?" Ye Xiaofeng's junior sister suggested.

The few of them took a look and nodded slowly.

So, the few of them meditated silently here, feeling the changes in the world.

Feng Su was always the first to enter the state, which attracted a few people to look at each other.

Yan Po is a fire-attributed cultivator. He is the most sensitive to the power of wood here, but he is suppressed everywhere. The power in his body moves on its own, trying to find that kind of restraint.

The same is true for his sister, so the two soon fell into deep insights, only the fluctuations and fragmentary runes that radiate from time to time around them showed their inner thoughts fluctuations.

At this time, the Ye Xiaofeng and his sister practiced a strange magic. This magic triggered the surrounding energy to cleanse their bodies, and finally the energy submerged the two of them directly, which was extremely strange.

As for Moshang, he meditated quietly. Some insects crawled from his cuffs. Then the insects bit his arms and the blood was swallowed by the insects. The insects made a buzzing sound. The sounds finally gathered together, and then his body began to become blurred.

The wooden name is amazing. The methods of the few people are different, but they can make good use of the strangeness here.

Mu Ming closed his eyes and meditated for a long time, then opened his eyes and got up, and then walked towards the distance.

Everything here was realized wholeheartedly by Mu Ling's body. Perhaps because of his special physique, Mu Ming did not need to exude all his thoughts, and the blood in his body slowly revived, and he continued to obtain the invisible secrets of power from the pores of the strange acupoints around his body.

In this way, Mu Ming didn't have to meditate in the same place, so he started to wander around.

Mu Ming walked down the hillside, but walked from the other side of the hillside and headed towards the hillside. Mu Ming saw the winding river continue to wind at the foot of the mountain, not knowing where the end was.

Some small beasts rushed out of the distant mountains and forests, looking at Mu Ming from time to time.

Mu Ming walked and stopped with a smile, as if he was a tourist. He suddenly relaxed and felt that he suddenly merged with everything around him.

A feeling of relaxation and joy appeared in the heart. The blood in the body sometimes accelerated and sometimes slowed down. With some strange rule, Mu Ming looked at the river. The river would become slow in the winding place, but it suddenly became faster. Seeing this, Mu Ming had some realization.

"Isn't the slow way to practice better? I have always deliberately suppressed my cultivation, but I still hope that I will become stronger soon, so I will lose the worst."

Mu Ming talked to himself, but as he said that his aura was no longer as sharp as before, it began to become deeper and then slowly disappeared.

Mu Ming's eyes became calm, and only the blood in his body roared, either as refreshing as a river collapsed, or as slowly as a muffled thunder sounded.

The name of wood goes far away and appears in rivers, in the forests, among grasslands, in high mountains, crossing the rivers, looking at the distance when they meet mountains, sometimes staying, sometimes running, sometimes walking and sometimes looking around, sometimes leaning over and whispering.

After a long time, Mu Ming walked to a place where a river appeared again. However, this time Mu Ming did not move forward again, but stopped slowly.

Looking at the mountains in the distance, Mu Ming did not wonder how the scenery there was, whether the mountains were tall, whether the wind was howling, or whether the flowers and plants were everywhere, or the end was after that.

The wooden name withdrew its gaze, with clear eyes and no nostalgia.

The world has an end, but the name of the wood does not need to know the end, because then you will know the feeling of reaching the end.

What you can't walk is always the path under your feet, and what you can't see is always the scenery in your eyes.

But there is no need to regret that if you can't walk the end of the path, then you will keep walking on the road and cannot see the full view of the scenery. Then remember all the scenery you have seen. This is enough.

Wood name walks back from the road that I have ever seen, crosses when I encounter water, stops in mountains, and is happy when I see flowers and plants. I feel at ease when I talk to myself, as if I have gained something.

The same movement, the same stop, the same path, the same scenery, but... people are different.

Mu Ming returned to his original seat and sat cross-legged. This time, Mu Ming meditated quietly, without comprehending the secret, but meditating quietly. As for meditation, there were too many things. Flowers, plants, trees, rivers, and all the previous ones appeared in his mind. In the end, these were all disillusioned, and his mind was empty, but his mind gradually became brighter.

It's like falling into a dream, but the dream is clean, like the clear river, like the quietness of the night, finally waiting for dawn.

After a long time, Mu Ming left, and the few people were still in deep insights.

Mu Ming left a few bottles of elixirs, sighed lightly, and then floated away.

Then, the wood name appeared in the courtyard and remained silent for a long time. Finally, after seeing two tender buds growing on the old tree, he slowly entered another world of wood.
Chapter completed!