It was another cold winter month, but this year was much colder than before. The air conditioning in the air made people breathe much softer, for fear that if you exert force, you would feel the tingling feeling in your lungs.

In the city, it was originally a building residence for ordinary people, but it was used by monks at this time, and as for ordinary people, they all moved.

Mu Ming came to a building and meditated silently. A mirror was placed in the house. Many lights and shadows in the mirror flashed, turning into runes and falling into Mu Ming's eyebrows.

The blood-colored gourd became strange, and one of the flames sucked and spitted, refining many qi and blood. Herbivorous ants breathed on the edge and practiced in a wonderful way. The wooden famous generals taught it the methods of the witch clan and the barbarians.

At this time, the herbivorous ant has completely transformed its bloodline. It is considered an acquired spirit monster, but it is very low-key. Unlike those spirit monsters that often move mountains and seas, it always stays in the cuffs of the wooden name.

At this time, the herbivorous ant suddenly turned into a stream of light and fell into Mu Ming's cuff. Mu Ming opened his eyes.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The wooden door was knocked, and at the same time, Wang Yuan's voice came, "Don't meditate all the time, come out, let's go out for a walk!"

The door opened and Wang Yuan appeared, looking sick. Mu Ming said angrily: "I said you should cherish your body too. Even the blood of the immortal clan cannot withstand your consumption, right?"

Wang Yuan waved his hand and said, "Don't mention it, it's okay if you can't die. I exchanged blood with a few monsters. Their blood is the best elixir, so you don't have to worry!"

"Of course, your pills are of great use, by the way, give me some pills!" Wang Yuan stretched out his hand and grabbed Mu Ming's blood gourd, "Is this the treasure from Dan Peak?"

He shook the blood gourd vigorously, and suddenly, the rays of rays shone in pieces, and immediately a pile of elixirs fell into his hands.

Mu Ming took the blood gourd he threw, walked behind him and stood up.

"Where is Senior Sister Ximu? You have forgotten us all these days. If you hadn't heard that you were seriously injured and I went to find you, you wouldn't have thought of us. I have seen people who value sex over friends. Is the power of love really so powerful?" Mu Ming said.

Wang Yuan said awkwardly: "I don't want to bother you in the past. You are tired enough. So many people ask you for medicine, and you almost got beaten to death by yourself. How can I bother you!"

Mu Ming felt warm in his heart. Perhaps this was the feeling of a friend, and he always thought about himself.

"Xi Mu is so inconvenient here. She left. The master of her lineage summoned her and she returned to the Xide land!" Wang Yuan had no choice but to have a little sadness in his eyes.

Mu Ming didn't ask much. Ximu's identity was too special. Although he betrayed the Buddhist clan, he would eventually return to the Ximon, and he would probably not be punished, but he would not join the war again from now on.

"In time, I can't find her!" Mu Ming comforted her, Wang Yuan nodded, accepting it, and the truth is that he was in seclusion alone these days, not only to regulate his physical injuries, but also to sort out his inner emotions.

The two wandered around the city. There were many mountains and forests in the city, and some monsters were entrenched, and they often sucked clouds and mist, forming strange phenomena. If ordinary people were here, they would definitely exclaim and bow.

The two of them were used to these things, and it was rare to be calm here during these days. Whether it was monks, monsters, or those ferocious beasts, they were constantly practicing, trying to make themselves stronger.

The two of them walked on the street, which was quite lively and did not become deserted because of the ordinary people's departure. Some monks were trading, and the things they traded were as diverse as those of ordinary people, and were not limited to things they practiced.

Mu Ming saw some female cultivators watching in front of some pavilions with decorations. In addition, Mu Ming also saw some monks fighting with a hellhound with a battle pet of several feet tall. Many people watched around and threw down crystals to bet.

This is no different from the cows and dog fighting in the secular world, but it is even more bloody.

Some people even fought in the distance, and the bets were extremely generous. At least Mu Ming was also moved after watching it for a while.

The two of them said something from time to time, and finally stopped in front of a mutton restaurant. A sheep head of a barbarian sheep clan was hung at the door of the store. The store was a butcher, who was killing all over the battlefield, selling not only mutton, but also dog meat.

"Senior, invite a bowl of mutton soup!" Mu Ming said. Mu Ming had been here several times, and it always reminded him of Yang Laowu's mutton shop, but Yang Laowu always held a broken bone hammer.

The store owner is a middle-aged man with a beard on his face and looks a little rough. At this time, he shook his head and said, "There is no more mutton meat. Today is only witch dog meat, which tastes good!"

Mu Ming had to shake his head, but Wang Yuan said, "Selling dog meat with a sheep's head, Senior!"

The shop was not annoyed, and just smiled and said, "There is no way. There are not so many things on the battlefield. If my family didn't like me to change the store name, otherwise I would have changed it to a dog meat shop today..."

At this time, a woman appeared and was holding a puppy in her arms. Mu Ming couldn't help but be surprised. The puppy had three eyes and a wave of suction was emitted from his body. It was actually a three-eyed divine dog. It was also a monster with a terrifying cultivation, but at this time it looked like a pet.

The shop had to shut up because the woman glared at him, and he had to say, "Sir, come again next time. I will arrest more barbarian war pets after fighting in two days!"

Mu Ming and the others clasped their fists and left. After walking away, Wang Yuan said: "Is this the one called "Madam Yasha Sun"? It's so amazing. I'm afraid that at least it has the peak of the Shenlin Realm. It's really incredible that she has started selling mutton like ordinary people!"

Mu Ming said: "I heard that they have been retiring. They used to open a mutton restaurant in the world, but now they are just changing places!"

"This war caused too many people to appear, and many of them were legendary characters!"

Wang Yuan pointed to the distance and Mu Ming saw a sloppy old man sleeping on the side of the road with a gourd in his arms, drunk and ragged, but many people consciously salute when passing by.

"The Demonic Chen Dao, the figures in ancient times may have been half-step supreme. Last month, someone saw him appearing with the head of an old emperor of Shuize Kingdom. He was a person close to half-step supreme. His head was removed. This attracted the attention of many people. If it were not for seeing it with their own eyes, who would have thought that the legendary figure was so...at random!"

Wang Yuan pointed to the distance again. Mu Ming looked at him, but saw a white-faced scholar holding a teacup in the tea shop and savoring slowly, while his eyes were looking around, showing a smile on his face.

"That was a deadly scholar. He was once the leader of the Demon Taoist Sect, but later the Demon Sect was destroyed. Many people thought he had already died. They never thought he had appeared now, but his style still remains. It seems that he was like this in ancient times. I am afraid he will not be less than 90,000 years old now!"

Mu Ming was shocked and couldn't help but take a look. The scholar seemed to feel something and looked over. Mu Ming and Wang Yuan bowed their heads and bowed. The scholar nodded lightly, without any airs, and then continued to look around.

At this time, there was a sound of fighting in the distance, but the guards showed helplessness. They seemed to be unaware of it. One of the commanders said: "Three seniors, please show mercy!"

The volatility they emitted caused a strong wind, which made many people feel palpitations.

Mu Ming saw an old Taoist fighting with an old monk, and an old nun on the other side was trying to fight, but the three of them fought together.

The three of them moved their lips, but everyone could not hear anything.

"It's soundproof!" Mu Ming said.

Wang Yuan laughed, "They are threesomes!"

Mu Ming replied, "It's them?"

Wang Yuan didn't say anything, but nodded slightly and stopped asking Mu Ming because he felt interesting.

There are some interesting stories in the world of practice, and some strange and witty words have also been circulated.

In my early years, Mu Ming heard a sentence. He thought it was funny at that time and remembered it. Only later did he realize that it was originally from the mouth of an old Taoist.

At this time, Mu Ming looked at the battle in the sky, the more curious he became. At this moment, the sloppy old man in the distance suddenly shouted: "Bald donkey, don't compete with me for the master!"

The crowd scattered, especially around the sloppy old man, all the monks hid far away.

In the sky, the old monk roared and a ray of light fell, wrapping the sloppy old man disappeared.

Everyone could only hear screams from the sky, which belonged to the sloppy old man.

The guards breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The rumors are true, fortunately I will stop talking, otherwise whoever says will die is the forbidden sentence of Master Yijie."

The other monks nodded, and then everyone laughed.
Chapter completed!