In ten days, the regeneration ability of the flesh and blood in his body was so rapid that he had already recovered more than half of his serious injuries.

But only the left hand has different bloodline and cannot grow again.

The most important thing is that he and Lu Shan fought desperately in the end. Lu Shan's move was really too powerful.

Lu Shan's death also caused a devastating blow to his left hand.

Mu Yun understood that unless he encountered some heavenly and earthly treasures, it would be difficult for his left hand to grow back with its own flesh and blood.

This is very troublesome!

For ten consecutive days, Gu Qingqing always took him on duty in the middle of the night.

Every night, heavy rain falls, and during the day, everything is as before, with the sun shining brightly.

On this day, Mu Yun was practicing in his room, trying to condense his left hand, and suddenly there was a quarrel in the temple.

"This is Senior Sister Gu Qingqing's place, Ning Tongtian, don't go too far!"

A shout sounded, and it sounded like Sheyun's shout.

"Hey, Sheyun, we are all disciples of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect. Lu Feng and I just came to this city yesterday and were caught in the rain all night. I see that this temple has been repaired very well by you, and you have freed up ten rooms.

Why can’t you stay with us?”

A hoarse voice sounded.

"Ning Tongtian, don't go too far!" Sheyun shouted again: "If we make ten rooms for you to live in, where will we live?"

"Can't you just squeeze it in a little bit?"

Another voice also sounded.

"Lu Feng, you said it's easy, why should we squeeze in? We came to this place first. Senior Sister Gu Qingqing brought us here. If you say squeeze in, do you just squeeze in?"

After hearing this, Ning Tongtian and Lu Feng seemed very impatient.

"Sheyun, I'm giving you face. Are you shameless? Don't talk about Gu Qingqing. In the Thirty-Three Heavens Sword Gate, can the Gu family compare with our Ning family and Lu family?"

Ning Tongtian spoke again: "You won't leave, right? If you don't leave, you will die!"

As soon as the words fell, Ning Tongtian took a step forward, his breath condensed all over his body, and he shot out a palm directly towards Sheyun's cheek.

"Ning Tongtian, how dare you take action!"

After all, Sheyun was an eighth-grade Golden Immortal, not a vegetarian. He immediately clapped his hand and rushed forward.

It's just that Ning Tongtian is a ninth-grade golden immortal. The difference between one grade and one palm is enough to show the height.

Ning Tongtian struck out with a palm and even pressed his body forward, but Sheyun's face turned pale and he kept retreating.

The thumping sound of retreating footsteps continued to sound. Seeing that Sheyun's figure was about to touch a dozen houses behind, suddenly, a figure appeared behind Sheyun and caught Sheyun with one palm.

"Brother Yun!"

Seeing Mu Yun, Sheyun nodded gratefully.

"what happened?"
Chapter completed!