When he was controlled by Mo Ziming's Soul Talisman, Ma Mingxun was like a walking zombie, without even his own basic consciousness. This was because the Soul Talisman did not fully exert the characteristics of the Soul Wood like Mu Yu.
At this moment, Ma Mingxun was like an ant on a hot pot, looking around for the "Feng Mu" who had the accident. He passed by Mu Yu again and again, but he didn't find him.
"Sir, are you awake? What are you looking for?" The leader of Nanxing Temple saw Ma Mingxun running around and didn't understand what happened, so he hurriedly walked over and asked.
"Where's Feng Mu? I brought the disciple with the lowest cultivation level. Where has he gone?" Ma Mingxun looked very anxious. Before he came out, he knew what Mu Yu meant to Zhi Zong. If something happened to Mu Yu, the sect's first
The master will definitely blame him, and he can't escape the blame, so he panicked.
"Lord Fengmu, isn't it there?" Nanxing Guanzhu was a little overwhelmed by Ma Mingxun's yelling. He clearly saw Mu Yu standing aside and thinking about something. Is there something wrong with this lord's eyes?
"How about letting him dance?" Xiaoshuai also thought it was quite fun and couldn't wait to suggest it.
"Dancing?" A strange dance appeared in Mu Yu's mind, and then Ma Mingxun really danced according to his idea.
The leader of Nanxing Temple was suddenly frightened. Who would have thought that a master in the out-of-body stage would dance as he was told and dance without any grace in front of him. His eyes almost popped out of his head.
"Hahaha!" Xiaoshuai lay on Mu Yu's head and laughed so hard that Mu Yu was out of breath.
The leader of Nanxing Temple hurriedly walked towards Mu Yu and said eagerly: "Master Feng Mu, that guy in your family - why is he still dancing?"
"Dancing shows that your legs and feet are agile. Master, you are so old, you should go dancing." Mu Yu finally suppressed his laughter, patted Nanxing Master on the shoulder, and then quickly asked Ma Mingxun to go back to the room.
"Ah? Dancing, this...this..." Nanxing Guanzhu is a very serious person, and he was at a loss by Mu Yu's suggestion. But Mu Yu had already attached another piece of Shenhun Wood to his arm.
, and soon the entire consciousness of Nanxing Temple Master was in Mu Yu's hands.
"Forget those things just now, and then go and do your own thing!" Mu Yu discovered that Shenhun Mu could also control the memories of these people, which was really awesome.
The leader of Nanxing Temple's eyes wandered for a moment and then came back to his senses. When he saw Mu Yu, he quickly said respectfully: "I've seen you, sir." Then he seemed to be confused as to why he appeared here, but he soon remembered that he still had something to do.
There was a lot to do, so I left.
Mu Yu had already taken back the Divine Soul Wood from Nanxing Temple Master. The magical effect of the Divine Soul Wood was incredible. It seemed very easy to tamper with the memory. Even if the control over a person was released, there would be no problem. But he wanted to erase the memory.
It seems that it can only be remembered within an hour. Longer memories cannot be erased at all. This is the only regret.
Then he thought for a moment and used the Soul Wood to awaken the unconscious consciousness of all the people in the Taoist temple. Then he and Ma Mingxun left the Nanxing Taoist Temple and returned to the Formation Sect. Ma Mingxun kept asking Mu Yu how he escaped this disaster.
Mu Yu shied away and pretended to be killed by using a maze, successfully hiding it from Mo Ziming of Fu Zong. Ma Mingxun actually believed it and praised Mu Yu's wit.
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There is a small town a hundred miles north of Nanxing Taoist Temple. At this moment, a figure hurriedly appeared in the town. This person was Mo Ziming from Fu Zong. Mo Ziming's face was very angry. He was originally on the list of extremely immortals.
Ji Xian, but he actually lost to a little-known nobody from the Formation Sect, leaving him with no face left.
He walked into a small courtyard, and Zhou Jinglin was sitting on a chair in the courtyard, sipping tea and waiting for him.
"Is the matter resolved?" Zhou Jinglin asked without raising his head.
Mo Ziming's face was uncertain. He was a proud and arrogant person. He originally thought that it would be a sure thing for him to assassinate the disciples of the Jindan Qi Zhenzong, but he never expected that something unexpected would happen to him.
"No, let him escape." Mo Ziming gritted his teeth and said.
He is the 71st Supreme Immortal, and he is extremely talented in both the Fu Sect and the world of cultivation. For him to admit that he was beaten away by an unknown person would be more uncomfortable than killing him!
"Escaped? Can a person at the Golden Core stage escape in your hands?" Zhou Jinglin frowned.
Mo Ziming didn't want to tell the truth. After all, this was related to his dignity. He pondered for a while and said: "There is an innate formation master in the distraction stage who is protecting him. This disciple is no match for the innate formation master in the distraction stage."
He is in the out-of-body stage. If a person in the distraction stage is invented to help Feng Mu, then his failure can be covered up. If he can't beat the distraction stage in the out-of-body stage, no one will gossip, but
It’s not certain that you can’t beat the out-of-body period.
For his own reputation, Mo Ziming chose to lie!
Zhou Jinglin turned the tea cup, and the tea swayed slightly: "The innate formation master in the distracted stage must be Lu Deyi. Think about it, how could the formation sect allow anything to happen to Feng Mu?"
"Next time he goes out on the field again, I will definitely kill him! Even the innate formation master can't protect him." Mo Ziming said fiercely.
"The failure of this operation is just a warning. Lu Deyi will definitely not let him go out on the field. But don't worry, this year's formation competition is the highlight! Even if he becomes an innate disciple, he won't be able to make any waves! The demise of the formation sect is
certain."
A fierce glare appeared in Zhou Jinglin's eyes, a murderous aura shrouded his whole body, and his sinister smile made people feel frightened.
Mo Ziming snorted lightly. He did not tell Mu Yu that he was in the out-of-body stage. He was so arrogant that he did not want to admit that he had not defeated an out-of-body formation master. Otherwise, once this matter got out, his
Your reputation will be questioned by others.
"Feng Mu, just wait! Next time we meet, I will kill you!" Mo Ziming vowed to get back the shame of this failure!
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"That kid Feng Mu must be dead, right?" Duan Yang said angrily, "I really want to go there in person to see how this kid died, and by the way, take revenge on him severely before he dies! This time
It’s really frustrating for me to be the boss of a dog!”
"Save it! If we participate in his assassination, it is very likely that the plan will be ruined, and we will have to endure it for a few months!" Wu Wenxing was open-minded.
Duan Yang waved his fist and glanced at Mu Yu's bed. He really wanted to burn Mu Yu's things. But he held back. Now was not the time. He had to wait for the news of Mu Yu's death before he could take action.
Said: "He deserves to die! A golden elixir level waste dares to ride on our heads and expects to go against Senior Brother Luo and Senior Brother Ji. We are really impatient to live."
"Feng Mu is dead." A voice suddenly sounded in Duan Yang's ear.
"Really?" Duan Yang suddenly showed an expression of excitement that could not be concealed, "Is Feng Mu finally dead? Great! How did you know, Wu Wenxing?"
"I told him." Mu Yu's harmless face instantly appeared in front of Duan Yang, looking at Duan Yang and Wu Wenxing with a half-smile.
"What!" Mu Yu appeared quietly and frightened the two of them. They almost jumped up. Duan Yang even asked in disbelief: "How can you still be alive?"
"Should I die?" Mu Yu sat back on his bed leisurely. He had just returned to the formation sect. Ma Mingxun had already reported the Fu sect's attack to his master. He came back here to give Duan Yang and Wu Wenxing
a surprise.
"No, no, we didn't say anything. We said it's great to have you back." Wu Wenxing reacted faster than Duan Yang, and said with a fake smile on his face, and at the same time gave Duan Yang a hard hand.
, Duan Yang gritted his teeth and forced out a smile: "Yes, yes! We are thinking about what else we can do for Junior Brother Fengmu."
"Of course I still have some things that you need to do." Mu Yu chuckled, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Junior Brother Fengmu, just ask! We will do our best to help Junior Brother Muyu do it." Wu Wenxing cursed secretly in his heart, but smiled flatteringly.
"It's very simple. Just give me a list of all spies from Fu Zong." Mu Yu said casually.
Duan Yang and Wu Wenxing's expressions froze immediately. They never expected that Mu Yu would suddenly say this. As spies of the Fu Sect, they had always carefully concealed this matter and never exposed it.
, how did Feng Mu know?
"Fu Zong's spy? Feng Mu, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" The muscles on Wu Wenxing's face twitched. Mu Yu's words shocked them greatly.
"Who is the spy of the Fu Sect? Our Zhen Sect and the Fu Sect are sworn to be incompatible, so how can our sect have a spy from the Fu Sect?" Duan Yang asked quickly.
"Someone told me that you two are spies of Fu Zong. I don't really believe it, so I came here to ask if you are not spies of Fu Zong, right?" Mu Yu suddenly had a prank in his mind.
"Of course not. We are upright disciples of the Formation Sect. How could we be spies of the Fu Sect?" Duan Yang laughed.
"I remember that Fu Zong's spies were all a bunch of uneducated, low-IQ, and a bit stupid idiots who would squeal in flattery when being treated like dogs, don't you think?" Mu Yu said deliberately.
"Yes, yes." Wu Wenxing's face turned the color of pig liver. It was obvious that he was referring to the two of them!
"That's a fart!" Duan Yang couldn't bear it anymore. He dodged and punched Mu Yu! Being commanded by a person who was not as good as him for a while made him feel angry. At this moment, Mu Yu
Yu's words had already angered him. He had already thought about it. Since Feng Mu came back intact, there must be some flaw in the assassination plan. As long as he killed Feng Mu, he would immediately escape from the formation sect.
Being generously rewarded by the Formation Sect.
With his strength at the Nascent Soul stage, he was sure to beat Feng Mu from the Jin Dan stage into meat pies, but he forgot one thing. The Jin sect sent Mo Ziming to assassinate Mu Yu, but Mu Yu beat him away.
What does his small Nascent Soul stage mean?
Without being fancy, a hand stretched out to block his punch. Duan Yang was shocked to find that his fist was held by Feng Mu and could no longer move forward. He raised his head in horror and met Mu Yu's deep
His eyes were filled with shock, this guy was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!
But it was too late at this moment. He only felt that his fist was numb, as if something like a tentacle was sticking up. He wanted to use his spiritual power to resist, but his own Muyu's spiritual power pressed him hard, and then he
My mind was blurred, as if I had fallen into a white fog, and I didn't know anything anymore.
Mu Yu's eyes flashed, and he looked at Wu Wenxing, who exclaimed: "Are you in the out-of-body stage? Who are you?"
"I'm here specifically to punish spies." The corners of Mu Yu's mouth raised slightly, and he was already behind Wu Wenxing. The Shenhunmu had already pressed against Wu Wenxing's neck, making him unable to move.
"Now let's talk about the Fu Zong spies!" Mu Yu clapped his hands and sat leisurely on the chair. Shenhun Mu can only let Mu Yu see the memory of the controlled person for nearly an hour, and the rest