"You lowly civilian, son of a bitch" When Luo Bin struggled to get up from the ground, there was infinite malice in his eyes, and he said fiercely: "Just wait, the Shang Shufu will not let you go, and the Department of Spiritual Medicine will not let you go, so just wait for me."
With that said, Luo Bin turned around and left, and a group of onlooking alchemists also dispersed with sighs.
"Ayu, you have caused trouble."
Chu Yao looked at him reproachfully and said, "We have just arrived in the imperial capital.
How could you offend someone like Luo Bin?
His father is the minister of law and is in charge of all the affairs of the emperor.
If we have offended him, how can we continue to hang out in the imperial capital in the future?"
"" Lin Muyu felt a little guilty, touched her nose, and said, "I just can't see how domineering he is, let alone that he has such wild thoughts about you."
When Chu Yao heard the next sentence, her heart trembled.
She felt her heart pounding wildly.
She couldn't help but smile, as if the spring breeze turned into a pool of water and said with a smile: "Okay, I know you are good for me, but the Department of Spiritual Medicine is really You can’t wait any longer.
You should go back to the temple as soon as possible.
At least the people in the temple can protect you.
Go back as soon as possible.”
"Sister Chu Yao, are you okay?"
Lin Muyu asked with concern.
He was worried that Luo Bin wouldn't find him and would do anything to Chu Yao.
Chu Yao shook her head and smiled: "Don't worry, I'm just a weak woman, and besides, I'm a silver-needle alchemist in the Department of Spiritual Medicine.
Someone whose name is already on the list, he must not be able to do anything to me.
Besides, last time, the commander of the Imperial Army Feng Jixing came to visit me with his brother, and they met with the deacons of the Spiritual Medicine Department.
At least Luo Bin would give Feng Jixing some face."
"Well, then you should take Menghuiji Peak as soon as possible, and then find a safe place to sleep for three days.
Your cultivation will definitely improve a lot.
I will go back to practice too."
"Well, go ahead" Looking at Lin Muyu's handsome figure walking away, as this young man's cultivation improved, his whole temperament was also changing subtly.
Now the confidence overflowing in him was enough to make a girl like Chu Yao tempted, not to mention After getting along day and night for a long time, it is inevitable that feelings will arise.
Chu Yao sighed softly and remained silent.
Her mind turned over and over again, but she thought of the relationship between Tang Xiaoxi and Lin Muyu.
The fact that Tang Xiaoxi entered the temple to protect Lin Muyu had long been known to the whole city.
You know, the temple's chief deacon Lei Hong and Canglan Gong Tang Lan were close friends, and some people even said that Leihong was a subordinate of Canglan Gong.
Due to the relationship between Tang Xiaoxi and Lin Muyu, Leihong would naturally protect Lin Muyu in every possible way.
After much deliberation, Chu Yao had no choice but to continue refining the medicine.
He hurried back to the temple and did not go straight to the secret room.
Instead, he went to the hall of the temple.
Two guards held their swords and asked: "Trainer, what are you doing here?"
"I want to see Grandpa Leihong."
"Wait for me to report."
"yes" Not long after, Lei Hong walked out of the temple with sleepy eyes and asked with a smile: "What's the matter, boy?"
Lin Muyu said: "I want to sleep and practice for three days, so I hope Grandpa Lei Hong can send someone to guard my secret room, otherwise I am worried that my enemies will hurt me while I am sleeping."
"Oh" Lei Hong squinted his eyes: "Didn't you just take Ningshen Powder?
I still know the medicinal properties of Ningbinghua.
How can you still sleep?"
"Anyway, I can just fall asleep."
It seems that Qu Chu didn't mention the dream of returning to the peak to Lei Hong, that's fine.
Lei Hong nodded: "Okay, I will ask Deacon Ge Yang to practice outside your secret room in the past three days.
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Don't worry, no one in the temple can do anything against you."
"Thank you, Grandpa Leihong."
Returning to the secret room, I felt relieved this time.
I took out a bottle of Menghuiji Peak, opened the bottle cap and smelled it.
The fragrance of Seven Color Lotus still had a little sweetness.
I raised my head and drank it.
The next moment, I felt dizzy.
I was groggy, and a wave of sleepiness rushed into my brain.
Sure enough, Menghuijifeng's medicinal properties were stronger than Ningshen Powder, and I was forced to sleep.
This sleep was very long.
In the dream, he seemed to have experienced a series of catastrophes.
His whole body was filled with burning pain, and his bones seemed to be on fire.
Incomparably hot flames burned every inch of the skin on his body, and streaks flashed before his eyes.
In the golden light, he saw five-clawed true dragons with golden scales dancing in the air.
One of them was shaking, and a pair of cold eyes looked at him, as if he were lording over the earth.
"ah" I suddenly woke up from my dream.
It was early in the morning, and the sound of the breakfast bell in the temple was heard outside.
Clenching his fists, Lin Muyu took a deep breath and felt a mighty force swirling in his body.
He knew that his cultivation had improved a lot without the need for instruments to measure it.
He raised his fists, filled with true energy, and raised the corner of his mouth.
He smiled, exerted energy slightly, and immediately transformed into a lavender flame, which was the True Dragon Yuan Fire.
This fire energy is extremely destructive and cannot be used wisely.
Lin Muyu even doubted that the destructive power of the True Dragon Yuan Fire could easily defeat opponents of the same level and even kill them directly.
Stepping out of the door of the secret room, Ge Yang outside was taking morning breath.
The so-called morning breath is to breathe in the air of heaven and earth in the morning.
This is Ge Yang's practice method.
This morning only happens once a day, and Ge Yang will never let it go.
Opening one eye and glancing at Lin Muyu, Ge Yang smiled and said: "Lin Zhi, your cultivation level has improved and I won't send you off.
You can go and have breakfast before going to Ying Mao."
"Thank you Lord Geyang for protecting the Dharma."
Lin Muyu bowed her hands respectfully.
Ge Yang smiled slightly and stopped agreeing.
In fact, this boy's cultivation level is indeed very good, but he can be humble and prudent without any arrogance.
There are fewer and fewer young practitioners like this.
Looking at so many people in the temple, Among the younger generation of warriors, Zeng Fang relied on his noble birth and was too violent.
Zhao Jin, Ouyang Qiu and others were too murderous and very arrogant.
Lin Muyu started as a sparring teacher, and seemed to be in a much higher state of mind than these people. .
The sea is open to all rivers, tolerance is great, and those with a broad mind will eventually reach a higher level of cultivation.
"Lord Lin Zhi," a servant called from afar, and said with a respectful smile: "Deacon Lei Hong is calling you to go to the church."
"Oh well" Lin Muyu didn't eat either and went straight to the church.
From a distance, Lei Hong sat on the great deacon's chair and said with a smile: "Lin Zhi, come on, go to the tester and see how much your cultivation has improved." " "yes" He jumped up and landed in the bright and transparent disk, and activated his true energy with a low voice.
Immediately, the true energy was injected into the instrument at his feet, and spiritual rays of light jumped quickly on the spiritual stone beside him, five long and seven short.
"Level 57 War Saint, not bad, not bad."
Lei Hong stroked his beard and said with a very satisfied smile: "Okay, let's go.
The morning training is about to begin.
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Your body has fully recovered."
"Recovered, thank you Grandpa Leihong" "Go ahead" "yes" After eating, it was just past midnight.
When he arrived at the trial hall, a group of sparring trainers all showed happy smiles: "It's great that Master Lin Zhi is here."
After forging the dragon bone fragments to reshape his bloodline, Lin Muyu's demeanor also changed somewhat.
Although he was approachable, his calm and powerful feeling made a group of sparring teachers feel in awe.
"Lin Zhi, you are out of seclusion," a young Bronze Star sparring instructor chuckled.
I know this person Lin Muyu, but I don't know his real name, but his nickname is "Little Douya".
His strength is pretty good, but something doesn't seem right today.
His face is covered with bruises, and his nose is crooked, as if the bridge of his nose has been broken. , Lin Muyu couldn't help but frowned and asked: "Little Douya, what's wrong with your nose?"
"Uh, it's okay."
Xiao Douya turned around quickly.
Qin Ziling on the side frowned and said: "Lin Zhi, Xiao Douya competed with Silver Star instructor Deng Zilin yesterday.
It was Deng Zilin who injured him.
He was not serious at all."
Xiao Douya gritted his teeth: "Ziling, please stop talking."
At this moment, a sturdy Silver Star instructor walked over.
He was wearing armor and had a proud smile on his lips.
It was Deng Zilin.
He raised his eyes and said, "Master Deacon, I still want to fight Xiao Douya today." , he is my best punching bag.”
The deacon on duty was really a charlatan.
He sneered: "As you wish."
Little Bean Sprout was trembling all over and lowered his head, not daring to look up.
This is the fate of a sparring partner in the temple, to be humble.
Moreover, most of the sparring coaches are civilians who are willing to risk their lives to get beaten for the sake of their livelihood and a few gold coins.
Although Lin Muyu comes from a good background in reality and is the young boss of the Longxin Group, there is no reason for someone with a poor background like Xiao Douya.
Sympathy, human nature is inherently good, and it seems to be an instinct for him.
Raising her arms slightly, Lin Muyu said with a smile: "Sir Deng Zilin is a Silver Star instructor.
He is not up to standard in sparring with a Bronze Star sparring teacher.
Why don't you let me sparring today?"
Deng Zilin's eyes turned cold: "Lin Zhi, you stand up for others, don't think that you can do whatever you want just because the Archdeacon is protecting you."
Lin Muyu raised her eyebrows and said, "Why, you don't dare?"
"Why don't you dare?"
Deng Zilin snorted coldly: "I'll fight you, Mr.
Deacon.
Please arrange a sparring session between me and Lin Zhi."
Zeng Fang nodded happily: "As you wish."
A few minutes later, in the training room, Deng Zilin took off his armor, his powerful muscles gleaming, summoned a tiger martial spirit, and said with a smile: "Come on Lin Zhi, let me see if you have three heads and six arms."
As soon as he finished speaking, he punched Lin Muyu in the chest without even saying hello.
Lin Muyu did not summon his martial spirit, but raised his arms to block boldly, relying on his own strength of skin refining and bone tempering to fight.
"Peng" He didn't move at all under the frontal blow, but Deng Zilin was actually knocked back several steps by the counterattack.
In an instant, Deng Zilin's face turned pale.
He knew that Lin Muyu was strong, but he didn't know that this kid could block it without the power of martial arts.
Hold your own blow The power of the orange spirit flowed slowly, and Lin Muyu summoned the black tortoise shell and dragon scale wall, and said with a smile: "Master Deng is too impatient.
Come on, we have a whole morning to practice."
Deng Zilin was frustrated in one blow and had no dignity left, so he could only complain in his heart
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