Chapter 49 Special Training

The reason why Qin Mengyao came to the fifth junior class was to know whether Mu Yun's reputation as a waste in the past nine years was true.

Facts have proved that anyone who calls Muyun a waste at this moment is simply a joke.

In one month's time, he was promoted to the Yuan Condensation Realm, alchemy, weapon refining, everything was easy to grasp.

Muyun has really changed!

"Mr. Qin!"

Just as Qin Mengyao was admiring the communication between Muyun and Qi Ming, a shout of surprise sounded out of time.

"Mo Yang?"

"Mr. Qin, I have decided to compete with Mo Hai. I am currently in the third level of tendon-changing state, but after one month, I have the confidence to become the fifth level of Qi Condensation and defeat Mo Hai! Please teach me, Teacher Qin!"

After speaking, Mo Yang bowed deeply.

Just bowing, but staring dishonestly at Qin Mengyao's straight legs.

boom……

Suddenly, there was another bang.

Muyun's cold voice spread.

"Look one more time, I gouged out your eyes!"

"hiss……"

Taking a deep breath, Mo Yang hurriedly stood up, staring around with a nonchalant expression.

Pursing her lips and smiling, Qin Mengyao looked at the unfriendly expression on Mu Yun's face, and said with a chuckle: "No problem, Teacher Mu is teaching Qi Ming these days, and I don't have time to talk to you, so I'll teach you, but you have to be prepared. !"

"Okay, no problem, no problem!"

Unexpectedly, the tutor who has always been called the beauty of the iceberg by the academy would agree to his request, and Mo Yang was suddenly excited and incoherent.

"Ahem..."

Mu Yun coughed and said, "Mr. Qin, I want to win the competition, so you can't do favoritism!"

"You don't need to worry about this, Teacher Mu, teach Qi Ming well!"

Qin Mengyao smiled again, turned and left.

"Master Mu, what are you doing next?" Qi Ming's trembling voice sounded from behind.

"Why? Refining equipment!"

As Mu Yun said, he threw off his legs and went straight to the training room of Beiyun Academy.

Shaking his head, seeing Mu Yun's extremely unbalanced appearance, Qi Ming had no choice but to follow.

Ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

During these ten days, Mu Yun ate and drank in the academy.

He personally guides Qi Ming every day, and Miao Xianyu asks questions like a little sparrow all day long, Mu Yun is already dizzy.

Moreover, he still needs to spare time to familiarize himself with the refining methods of mortal implements and explore some elixirs.

The most important thing is that the three methods of Butian Sword Dao, Zhuling Pill and Qingque Sword escaped from the Zhu Xian Tu.

The power of the Heaven-Bending Sword is not only inferior to the Huang-rank martial arts. Although the Heaven-Bending Sword is only divided into four moves, these four moves contain almost all the methods of swordsmanship.

And Zhuling Pill is considered the top of the second-grade pills.

But its refining method made Mu Yun, the former fairy king, feel quite a headache.

As for the Qingque sword, although it is only a top-grade mortal weapon, it contains three deeds, and the condensedness of each deed is something Mu Yun has never seen before.

magic!

The Picture of Zhuxian seems to have opened up another world for Muyun, a world that is more unpredictable and magically transformed!

"Master Priest! Help, Master Priest!"

On this day, Mu Yun had just walked out of the alchemy room, Mo Yang's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, crying and hugging Mu Yun's thigh, as if he would not let go even if he died.

"what happened?"

"Master Pastor, I was wrong, I am sorry for you, starting today, I want to learn from you, please help Teacher Pastor!"

At this moment, Mo Yang looked thinner and darker than ten days ago.

The whole person looked as embarrassed as a beggar.

"Mo Yang, you're being lazy again, don't forget what you told me ten days ago!" At this moment, a soft shout sounded, and Qin Mengyao floated over.

"I don't want to practice, okay! Try my ice hockey!"

As Qin Mengyao spoke, a cold air circulated in the center of his palm.

The cold air carried the fluctuation of true essence, but it was very different from true essence.

Muyun naturally knew what it was!

The Ice Phoenix Soul is born with the power of ice attribute, it is a force of nature, different from true essence, but stronger than true essence!

Qin Mengyao awakened the soul of the ice phoenix, and the power of the soul had already begun to show gradually.

Mu Yun understands that even if Qin Mengyao sleeps in bed every day and doesn't practice, her strength will skyrocket.

"Okay, you can practice with me, but if you have to survive twenty days, can you bear it?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Mo Yang couldn't help but nodded immediately.

For the past ten days, practicing with Qin Mengyao was like purgatory.

Every day when you open your eyes, you are practicing. If you fail to meet the standard, you will be served by the ice hockey.

What's even more frightening is that no one can bear the task of cultivation!

Hearing what Mu Yun said, Mo Yang immediately nodded without hesitation, but he didn't notice the sinister smile deep in the corner of Mu Yun's eyes.

The next day, Mu Yun called Mo Yang to the practice room.

"Jump in, soak for three hours, sleep as long as you want, and I will always control the fire temperature to make you feel the most comfortable!"

Mu Yun pointed to a large vat of wooden barrels filled with various spiritual herbs and medicines, and laughed at Mo Yang.

Seeing the smile on Mu Yun's face, Mo Yang felt his heart tremble.

There will be no conspiracy, right?

But because of the majesty of the pastor, Mo Yang still jumped into the bucket obediently.

"Um?"

"How's the temperature?"

"It's a little cold, but it's better to be warmer!"

"no problem!"

"Hmm... so comfortable!"

Lying in the wooden barrel, Mo Yang felt as comfortable as if he had gone to heaven.

"Master Mu, it's better to practice with you, you don't know, I feel like I'm dead these days..."

As Mo Yang said, he closed his eyes slowly, and fell asleep comfortably!

"Muyun, how can he improve if you're like this?" Looking at Muyun, Qin Mengyao wondered, "Could it be possible to improve by taking medicine every day? Even if he improves, he lacks actual combat experience, so he's still no match for Mo Hai." !"

"This way? How is it possible!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Mu Yun's mouth, and said: "This is just the beginning, the real training will come later, let this guy be comfortable for a few days first!"

As Mu Yun said, he strolled into the practice room and began to practice.

Regarding the cultivation of Qi Ming and Miao Xianyu, he has already arranged it, and guidance is needed, but more, they need their own experience.

This point cannot be replaced by Muyun.

But fortunately, Qi Ming's father, after all, was a mysterious weapon master back then, and Qi Ming was fascinated by it, and he was proficient in refining weapons beyond Mu Yun's expectations, almost at one point.

And Miao Xianyu is a good seedling.

After all, Miaoxianyu was cultivated by Master Miaoqing.

And Mu Yun vaguely felt that Master Miaoqing was not as simple as a third-rank alchemist, perhaps even more powerful than Master Mo.

It's just why he stayed in Beiyun City, but Mu Yun was still puzzled.

Entering the practice room, Mu Yun took out an ordinary long sword.

"Bending the sky swordsmanship, there are four moves!"

"The first form, the Sword of Supplementary Shadow!"

"Second Form, the Sword of Supplementing Wind!"

"The third form, the sword of Buyun!"

"Fourth form, the sword that mends the sky!"

The shadow moves with the wind, the wind rises with the cloud, the cloud is in the sky, the sword that mends the sky, the sword kills people.

Ding……

A ding sounded, and Mu Yun raised his sword in his hand.

"Sword of Supplementary Shadow!"

With a low shout, the long sword in his hand flipped, and the true essence flowed in Mu Yun's body.

Ding……

There was a light sword cry, the sword had already been released, but the shadow of the sword was still in place.

"wrong!"

Withdrawing the sword, Mu Yun felt a little lost in his heart.

It was a disappointment that was full of flaws in the sword move. Once again, Mu Yun raised his hand and drew the sword, but it was still wrong.

This made Mu Yun very distressed.

You know, he still retains the memory of his previous life, even if he is learning martial arts, what he doesn't adapt to is his physical coordination, which is not as good as in his previous life.

But at this moment, when he used the Sword of Supplementary Shadow, Mu Yun could clearly feel that his discomfort didn't come from his body, but that he didn't understand the root of this pose at all.

"Bending the sky swordsmanship, Zhu Xiantu, it is really an astonishing swordsmanship!"

With a wry smile, Mu Yun once again unleashed the Sword of Supplementary Shadow.

In his previous life, he was able to dominate the wind and clouds, how could this move block his will because of a martial skill.

Not once, a hundred times, a thousand times, this kind of thing is not the first time.

Time passed bit by bit, and for seven full days, Mo Yang had been lying comfortably in the medicine barrel, sleeping until he woke up naturally every day, and never worried about the temperature drop in the medicine barrel.

Muyun has been guarding by the side all the time, and if the temperature is a little lower, Muyun will add fire, which is really cool.

On this day, Mo Yang came to the practice room as usual.

But today, Mu Yun was holding a long sword, and there was no medicine barrel in the practice room.

"Teacher Mu, aren't you going to take a shower today?" Seeing Mu Yun standing alone in the practice room, Mo Yang grinned.

In the past few days, he really found that the pastor is getting more and more lovely, and he is really respectable.

"Medicated bath? You boy, after taking a medicinal bath for seven days, I think you can withstand the next two weeks of training. Starting today, follow me to the Beiyun Mountains!"

"Beiyun Mountains? Yes, yes!" Mo Yang's eyes lit up: "Are you going to have a grand monster barbecue feast? Do you want to call Qi Ming and Miao Xianyu? I think they are also very happy." Hard work, of course, it would be better to ask Teacher Qin!"

"Call? Call you a big-headed ghost!"

As Mu Yun said, he kicked Mo Yang out of the practice room, and the two headed to the Beiyun Mountains together.

Outside the Beiyun Mountains, in a dense forest.

On a towering ancient tree, two figures dormant quietly.

"Did you see it?" Mu Yun pointed to the bottom of the giant tree and said, "There are fifteen porcupines here, all of which are fourth-order monsters. Let me tell you, the porcupines are full of spikes all over their bodies, but the weak point is just below the neck." , but it has layers of fat under its neck, which is very difficult to pierce!"

"Master pastor, why are you telling me this? Aren't we here to eat barbecue?"

"Of course it is!"

Mu Yun chuckled and said, "However, before eating barbecue, you have to kill monsters to have meat!"

As Mu Yun said, he pushed his palm, and there was a pitiful scream. Unsuspecting, Mo Yang passed through layers of branches from the 100-meter-high giant tree, and fell to the ground with a plop.