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Chapter 689: The rain is coming

Lin Fang and the little monk were surprised when they looked at the stove in front of Mu Ming.

"So it's such a thing. I heard from my senior brother that someone in the Buddhist sect has been searching for it and has also refined imitations to understand the past and present lives. I just didn't expect this thing to be in your hands!"

The little monk frowned and wanted to touch this thing, but was stopped by Mu Ming.

There is cause and effect!

Lin Fang said: "Do you know the origin of the military tree?"

Lin Fang pointed to the small tree in the stove. At this time, the wood name was watered with some flower dew, mixed with incense ash, which looked like a bonsai, but who would have thought that this thing had its origin?

Mu Ming looked outside the house, where the restrictions were everywhere, and pondered for a moment: "If you guessed correctly, it should be from the immortal clan, but it was born here. His master should be a descendant of the immortal clan, and he merged with the blood of the god clan, otherwise he would be rejected by the heaven and earth!"

Lin Fang smiled: "I felt this way when I came into contact with that soldier. Although my father has been devoted to studying Confucianism over the years, he has been involved in other supernatural powers, which contains the aura of the immortals."

Mu Ming put away the stove and sighed: "I think the world will no longer be peaceful after coming soon!"

Lin Fangzhen raised his mouth slightly and opened his mouth slightly: "When it comes to this, we have some things for you. I have left some for the senior brothers and we have absorbed some strength. Now it is good for our practice!"

The little monk smiled and said, "Good thing!"

He took out a black jar and patted it off the mud seal.

A fragrance wafted out, and the wooden name said: "Wine?"

"What kind of wine is the essence and blood of others!"

The little monk took out a porcelain bowl and poured out some blood from the black jar.

"We captured a few so-called seeds, which are very powerful and took some effort. This is what they are in their bodies, which is different from us!"

Drops of bright liquid fell into the porcelain bowl, carrying a fragrance. This thing is blood, but it has reached the level of understanding.

Lin Fang said: "There are different ethnic groups, and their blood is also different. Some people's blood is born with divine glow and is holy blood, while we are almost all blood-colored, called ordinary blood!"

Wooden name recited a seal technique, and the Xuanhuang ant walked in from the outside restriction. It came to Mu Ming, and Wooden name pointed to the porcelain bowl: "How does it feel?"

The herbivorous ant's body trembled slightly, but he restrained it and bowed respectfully to Mu Ming: "I hope my master will give me some! I can completely evolve!"

"So amazing?" Mu Ming asked.

The herbivorous ant fluctuated: "The level of life is very high, and I have had a similar imprint in my memory. Because there should be an evolution of the existence of the sage, the blood in his descendants has also become extraordinary!"

The wooden name waved his hand, and the porcelain bowl was swallowed into the belly by herbivorous ants.

The body of the herbivorous ant is shining with a colorful divine light, wrapped in a thick cocoon.

"Aren't you an ant? Why did you become a butterfly?"

The little monk muttered, signaling the wooden name to absorb these things.

Mu Ming poked out his hand and held a ball of blood in the palm of his hand. Soon, the blood disappeared, but there was no worry in his body a breath of uncertainty lurking in his body.

"My origin has actually changed!" Mu Ming's eyes flashed and he looked at the black jar.

"It's all refined!" Lin Fang smiled, as if her stomach and result were not surprising.

Mu Ming realized that the origins of the two were different, and the aura of the God Transformation Realm had a heavy feeling, not like a monk who had not advanced for many years.

"The blood of these monks is very special. I remember you have an evil technique, and it is most useful to absorb this thing in the future!"

The little monk thought of something and then said, Mu Ming couldn't help but look at him and said, "You can't do anything wrong, they haven't seen it?"

The little monk said, "Those people are not things. I think they are actually taking away the bloodlines of some of the children of the big clans. I have seen them, so I am naturally not polite. Now they have gone to the Pure Land!"

"The Land of Ultimate Bliss?" Mu Ming was stunned. After a while, he realized that the Land of Ultimate Bliss is the destination of the dead and is the Buddhist teachings.

"You are a monk at least, so do less fighting and killing things in the future!"

The young monk disagreed and said, "What do you know? When you go to Ximo in the future, you will know what a Buddhist is. The Buddha has three angers. Once the three angers pass, the Buddha will jump over the wall and start killing!"

Mu Ming was curious, "Isn't that different from the Dongsheng Barbarian Witch Clan?"

"There are rivers and lakes where there are people!" The little monk sighed, as if Buddhism was not calm either.

Mu Ming remembered the Nine Dragon King in the starry sky, which was also a killing star!

"Did you think about how to deal with the war after March!"

Lin Fang asked that over the past few people have learned about Mu Ming's affairs and are also worried.

"Is it because of the cause and effect in the dark? You have contacted several tribes. We have also inquired about some things these days. A large barbarian tribe was almost exterminated. I'm afraid it was your partners who did it!"

The little monk threw the black jar to Mu Ming and then said.

Mu Ming nodded: "There is a way, but it will be possible to perform it then! As for me, you don't need to worry, I am naturally on the side of the academy."

"That's good. We come from the same place and naturally we have to face it together!" Lin Fang showed joy.

"In addition, your realm should be improved. The war is about to begin, and the lowest level is the God Transformation Realm!" The little monk pointed to Mu Ming, very suspicious of Mu Ming's cultivation.

Mu Ming smiled: "It's okay, my identity is an alchemist, and I'm afraid I can also play some role!"

The little monk was silent: "I forgot this, by the way, I'll send some elixirs!"

Mu Ming said: "It's ready long ago, and the grade is not low!"

"This is almost the same. There is another thing. We have read the methods of your witch and barbarians. Let's go back and ask for advice, and they are all worth our reference!"

The little monk smiled, but then he looked serious.

Mu Minghan: "It should be true, let's go into seclusion and practice in the past three months!"

"Okay! It's been a long time!" Lin Fang was happy.

Mu Ming stepped back and told several monsters what he thought. Several monsters agreed. Next, they also needed to keep their energy and spirit to reach the peak, especially Zhu Jiuyin. This guy seemed to be about to break through again, and Mu Ming was overjoyed.

The token at his waist flew out and fell into the pond. A light curtain appeared outside the courtyard.

Smoke suddenly appeared in the area where Dan Peak was located, and the outside world could no longer see through it.

But at this moment, a monk came here. However, after seeing the smoke here, he shook his head: "The invitation from outsiders is not allowed to participate. How many people can ask for this qualification but cannot get it!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

In the Mu clan, Mu Luo held an invitation and remained silent, and only spoke for a long time later.

"They're in seclusion?"

There was a monk kneeling in front of him, who was the monk who had appeared in the Dan Peak area before.

The monk nodded: "Somehow!"

Mu Luo said: "Forget it, you go down!"

The monk left, and Mu Luo sat alone in meditation and finally walked to a cave deep in the Mu Clan area.

After Mu Luo entered the cave, he did not make any noise, but just placed the invitation on the table.

Mu Lingzhi opened his eyes from the meditation and said, "Is there some eyebrows or eyes?"

"No, the soul lamps of the descendants of the three saints have gone out. Those people have no way to investigate, but my Wood Clan has no clue. I suspect it was done by those people in Danfeng, but there was no evidence before. Now they are leaving. I originally wanted those monsters to come here to have a party and have a look, but they are all in seclusion!"

Mu Lingzhi didn't say anything, just asked: "Have you found out about the Taoist Bingshu?"

Mu Luohan: "A total of 100 people got the seeds of Taoist soldiers, which was not very useful!"

Mu Lingzhi sighed lightly: "What a pity, let this go!"

"In the Chuanxin Clan, prepare for war!"

Mu Luo retreated and left with his fists.

At the same time, the sound of the trumpet horns began to sound, the entire witch land was buzzing, and the entire earth resonated with it. The barbarian war drums were ringing, and the space was filled with a solemn smell.

Two months later, Dingzu City was closed and the behemoth slowly sank into the ground.

At the same time, Gui Ming broke through the pass, bid farewell to the name of the wood, and turned into a stream of light and disappeared in the direction of the witch clan.

The guards of Wushuang City increased tenfold and a curfew was opened.

And the ten countries also began to truce!

For a moment, the plants and trees in the extreme realm were all soldiers, and birds flew across thousands of mountains!
Chapter completed!
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