Chapter eight hundred and fortieth people in the valley
The wind blew the figures of the three people, and their clothes rustled.
"Where to go?" Luo Shang asked.
"I want to go back to my father's valley." Mu Yu said.
He wanted to place the remains of the five old city lords in the valley, because that was where Mu Yu felt most at ease. As for the future, he would talk about it in the future.
Luo Shang followed Mu Yu without asking any more questions.
Xiao Shuai turned into a little beast again and fell asleep in Mu Yu's arms. He snored, turned around, scratched Mu Yu's clothes and touched his mouth.
Five coffins were floating just behind, looking very strange.
But neither of them felt that there was anything unexpected about this. They were going very fast, but Dongsha City was far away from Deadwood Valley and it would take at least a day.
During this day, Mu Yu and Luo Shang didn't talk much. Xiaoshuai woke up and sat on Mu Yu's shoulder to eat. The atmosphere was a bit depressing.
The next morning, Mu Yu landed above the valley, but as soon as he landed, he suddenly frowned.
"What's wrong?" Luo Shang asked.
"There are people in the valley."
Mu Yu's figure had already flashed into the valley.
This valley is the home of Kumu's father. Mu Yu does not allow anyone to tarnish this place, but he will not show mercy to anyone who has no eyesight and destroys everything here.
The Sky Demon Tree is still rippling there, and it is covered with fake Sky Demon Fruits that can bite people. These Sky Demon Fruits look fragrant, but if anyone wants to pick them, they will be bitten directly by the Sky Demon Fruits.
, Xiaoshuai was a lesson learned from the past.
An exquisite wooden bridge spans a small river in the valley. The river is clear and flowing, splashing with water from time to time. There are some purple flowers planted on the bank, which are common herbs used in alchemy, as well as some edible vegetables and fruits.
.
It seems that some people have made this place a place to live.
Mu Yu's expression changed, but a sword was placed across Mu Yu's neck.
"This is private property." A cold voice came.
"This is my place too."
Mu Yu turned around and saw a beautiful woman who was as cold as ice. Her cold temperament was even worse than him. She was like an iceberg that had not melted for thousands of years, making people stay away from her.
Leng Bingxue, the pulse master of Leng Hanfeng of the Danding Sect.
"It's you."
Leng Bingxue withdrew her sword and glanced at Luo Shang, who was silent. His expression was neither sad nor happy.
"You knew we were here?"
Leng Bingxue walked towards the back of the Sky Demon Tree, where there was a medicine garden filled with various precious elixirs. Leng Bingxue continued to take care of her medicine garden with her head down.
"now I know."
Mu Yu seemed to have noticed something. He looked at the Sky Demon Tree. The Sky Demon Tree was very big. Inside the trunk was a tree house. At this time, there was a person lying on the bed in the tree house.
He knows who this person is.
Mu Yu silently walked towards the Sky Demon Tree. The Sky Demon Tree shook slightly without doing anything. He pushed open the door of the tree house. The room was very bright. There was a huge luminous pearl on the ceiling, emitting a soft light.
There is a row of bookshelves in the corner, filled with various books recording herbal medicines. There are bottles and jars on the table with unknown contents, and there is a wooden bed next to it.
Father Kumu was lying on the bed, looking peaceful, as if he had just fallen asleep.
All kinds of strange emotions suddenly surged into his heart, completely destroying Mu Yu's cold temperament these days. It was like tearing away the disguise. Countless memories flooded into his heart, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.
"I'm sorry, Dad."
Mu Yu's originally cold heart seemed to have been scratched hard by someone, and an indescribable pain arose spontaneously, as if everything had returned to many years ago, when Father Kumu captured him from Fuxian Island and imprisoned him.
This valley forced him to learn various herbal knowledge and formations.
At that time, he never liked the feeling of being locked up. He never spoke in a big or small way, which made the stuttering old man Kumu so angry that he cursed fluently. The grumpy old man could tolerate Mu Yu's rudeness without even giving him a slap.
It was really a miracle to shoot Mu Yu to death.
Things have changed now, and everything can never go back.
"I've been working hard, really, I'm working hard, trying to make you make up for those regrets."
Tears seemed to want to burst out of my eyes, and all kinds of regret, resentment, and sadness poured into my heart, like a helpless child confiding the pain of these years to his father.
In front of Father Kumu, Mu Yu is no longer the murderous demon that day, but just a child who is burdened with too much pressure. So many things weigh him down that he can hardly breathe.
But no matter what, Mu Yu never thought of giving up, because Mu Yu said that he would definitely let his father open his eyes.
Mu Yu held Kumu's hand tightly. There were ice crystals on Kumu's body covered with snow. It was biting and cold, just like Mu Yu the day before yesterday. But Mu Yu's heart was slowly recovering. The person in front of him made his heart feel...
Got warmth.
No one else understands what Mu Yu wants to do, so he can only walk this road alone.
He has been working hard to do what he thinks is right. He believes that he has a clear conscience. In order to wake up his father and rescue his master from the hands of the Triple Palace, he has been persisting.
"But even you are against me doing this. You don't want me to resurrect you."
Mu Yu looked gloomy, and went back to the past in the Tianyan Reincarnation Seal, and met the young Kumu father. He told Kumu the truth about everything, hoping that Kumu dad could help him. But the young Kumu dad refused.
After accepting Mu Yu's request, even though he knew that he would die, he did not want Mu Yu to resurrect him.
"But the world of cultivation has become increasingly unsightly. I just want those who deserve to live to live a better life. I won't listen to you, just like I didn't listen to you very much before."
Tears were already about to fall, but Mu Yu laughed and the tears dispersed again.
He doesn't like to cry because he feels that one must learn to be strong in life, and all tears are just pretense.
Dad Kumu just closed his eyes slightly, as if he would wake up at any time, and then cursed Mu Yu.
It's been a long time since Mu Yu heard the disgusting scolding of Father Kumu. He was used to those scoldings, and even used to the fact that Father Kumu, who had lost his cultivation, would slap him on the back of the head at every turn. It didn't hurt or itch.
But in recent years, few people have scolded him so brazenly.
"I don't want to be the savior of the world of cultivation, nor do I want to be a great hero of the human race. I just want to be myself and fulfill the responsibilities that a son and apprentice should have."
Mu Yu looked at the face of Father Kumu, remembering that one hundred thousand cultivators were destroyed in front of him, and he was the initiator of all this. He felt very bad. He would never do such a thing before, not even Father Kumu could do it.
Things to do.
But if he could turn back time, he would still do it because he couldn't forgive those people!
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For two days, Mu Yu stayed in the Sky Demon Tree like this. He sat on the ground, leaning against the edge of Father Kumu's bed, in a daze, as if he had forgotten the passage of time, as if he had returned to his original self.
I quarreled with Lan Ling'er in Luochen Mountain without any worries, made troubles with Kongkong Miaomiao everywhere, complained with everyone about how terrible Uncle An's cooking was, and listened to Master telling various stories with everyone at Luochen Cliff at night.
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Mu Yu is also willing to go back to the moment when he first met Kumu's father. He made his father angry all day long with his unrestrained words, and then he was scolded and scolded by his father in various ways. But he was very thick-skinned, because he never got scolded twice.
It won't hurt your muscles or bones.
But I can never go back.
Xiao Shuai opened the door, stuffed a leg in his mouth, and said: "Muyu, it's been two days, do you want some food? That elder Leng Bingbing is pretty good at cooking, I really can't tell."
Mu Yu stood up, glanced at Dad Kumu, then walked out silently, closing the door behind him.
Luo Shang was sitting cross-legged practicing at the foot of the mountain in the distance. He had not disturbed Mu Yu for the past two days, nor had he talked to Leng Bingxue. Five coffins were placed next to him.
Leng Bingxue stood on the small bridge and looked at Mu Yu silently.
Mu Yu walked over and said softly: "Sorry."
"unnecessary."
"Why are you here?" Mu Yu asked.
"Because if I were in the Danding Sect, I would kill that person." Leng Bingxue didn't hide anything.
Mu Yu was silent for a long time. He knew who Leng Bingxue was referring to. The culprit was Shi Dengtian who had provided Nu Dan to Tian Bu Da!
"I will kill him." Mu Yu said indifferently.
His tone was very calm, as if killing someone was a simple matter.
For him now, killing is indeed very simple.
"They won't let you kill him, he is a pulse master." Leng Bingxue said.
"I know, but I will still kill him."
Mu Yu never kills people based on their status. Status will not let the damned person survive.
Leng Bingxue said no more.
"And I will definitely resurrect dad." Mu Yu said.
"I don't know what you are going to do, but if he believes in you, I will believe in you." Leng Bingxue said.
There wasn't much interaction between the two of them, and they didn't even speak a few times. It was only because of Father Kumu that Mu Yu regarded Leng Bingxue as one of his own.
There was a long silence, only the wind rustled through the Sky Demon Tree, and the river flowed under the bridge.
"I want to borrow a piece of land here." Mu Yu said.
"This is what he left for you." Leng Bingxue said.
"Thanks."
Mu Yu turned around and walked towards Luo Shang. Luo Shang opened his eyes and looked at Mu Yu with calm eyes.
"Wait for me a little longer."
Mu Yu waved his hand, picked up the five coffins, and walked slowly along the upper reaches of the valley.
The riverbanks here have been cultivated by cold ice and snow, and are filled with various herbs, vegetables and fruits, which are completely different from the barren valleys that were once filled with poisonous fog.
Mu Yu stopped in the middle of the river and looked up at the mountain wall. There was a cave there, not high above the ground. When he first entered the valley, Dad Kumu set up a mirror formation here.
, trapped them, and various ferocious beasts would crawl out of the river at night. Mu Yu and Lao Tan took refuge in this cave.
He jumped up and landed in this cave.
The sword light swept out, expanding the entire cave, and then slowly placed five coffins in the cave.
The coffin possesses extremely powerful vitality, and the formations carved into it by Mu Yu are enough to ensure that the remains of these five people will not rot.
"I said, I will let those who deserve to live survive."
Mu Yu looked at the five coffins silently. The entire Dongsha City was buried with the old city lord and Xunzhengtang's family. The lives of the five of them were more important than everyone else in the city.
He turned around and saw that the formation had covered the entire cave, and the entrance was covered with green trees. No one could enter except him.
Luo Shang was not far from the river bank, watching the wooden feathers falling from the cave entrance.
"What are you going to do next?" Luo Shang asked indifferently.
Mu Yu looked at this familiar valley and remembered that Father Kumu was brought here by Tian Budai, and then he was forced to kill Wan Tianming here. The Sanchong Palace took the opportunity to kill Father Kumu, and now he still has no idea.
Can survive.
Every time Mu Yu thinks about the people from Tianxing Sect, his heart fills with rage.
Tian Ziming, who seized power in Dongsha City and encouraged everyone to compromise with the Yumeng Demon Clan and killed the old city lord and Xuanzangtang, was also from the Tianxing Sect!
"I'm going to collect debt."
Mu Yu's voice was full of murderous intent. He used to be so weak that he couldn't fight against the behemoths of the Tianxing Sect, but now he has the killing power. With the killing power, he can definitely fight against the people in the Tribulation Stage.
!
“Where to collect debt?”
"Tianxingmen!"
The people of Tianxing Sect have the shadow of Sanzhong Palace behind them. If Mu Yu wants to deal with Sanzhong Palace, he must first remove the minions of Sanzhong Palace!
Luo Shang stared at Mu Yu for a long time before saying, "Each of the eight sects has existed for thousands of years and has a rich foundation. It is impossible for you to destroy it so easily."
The Three Continents respect eight sects, and Tianxing Sect is one of them. Any small sect wants to curry favor with these eight sects. Small sects are proud to get to know the elders and disciples of the eight sects. Once they can get involved with the eight sects,
People from small sects have more confidence in walking in the world of cultivation.
No one dares to challenge the authority of the Eight Sects, because there are countless masters in the integration stage among the Eight Sects, like an unreachable giant that cannot be shaken!
"It's also time for the seven divine peaks of Tianxingmen to fall."
Mu Yu walked slowly to the river. His heart was as hard to calm as running water, and the water plants under his feet grew rapidly with the fluctuation of his mood.
"Have you been to Tianxingmen?"
"Been there." Mu Yu said indifferently.
When he was studying formations in the formation sect, he once visited the Tianxing Gate. The Tianxing Gate is composed of seven divine peaks, which float in mid-air using powerful formations.
This formation was personally arranged by the Formation Tiandao. Mu Yu had obtained all the inheritance of the Formation Tiandao, so he naturally knew the weaknesses of the Tianxingmen formation.
"As far as I know, each of the eight sects has at least three masters who are in the tribulation stage, and there are no less than forty or fifty cultivators in the integration stage. How do you deal with those three masters who are in the tribulation stage?"
Luo Shang asked.
Mu Yu didn't respond. A master in the Tribulation Stage could handle one, but he couldn't handle three at the same time.
"You and I can each deal with one person, but we can't deal with the third person, especially the sect leader of the Tianxing Sect, Tianyue Hen. It is said that his cultivation level is about to reach the Mahayana stage, far exceeding that of you and me.
Me." Luo Shang continued.
Mu Yu looked up at Luo Shang, shook his head and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you."
Luo Shang did not look at Mu Yu: "I have nothing to do."
Mu Yu moved his mouth but made no sound.
"So we must find the third person." Luo Shang said.