"Ding! Congratulations, master, for killing a One-Star Spirit Master and gaining 5,000 killing points!"
"Ding! The kill is successful and you get a big spiritual power point card. Please pay attention to pick it up!"
The all-pervasive sound waves are not just sound waves. The further back, the more Meng Xingyuan discovered that the skill [Howling Sky] seems to be able to directly act on the soul, directly roaring and tearing it apart. Therefore, when facing [Howling Sky]
】When using this skill, even if you poke your ears to deafen yourself and you can't hear the slightest sound, it's useless.
As the bloodline continues to grow stronger, the bloodline talents and skills also continue to grow stronger. Although this fat man is a spiritual master, he is only a one-star spiritual master. But in terms of spiritual power and cultivation, he is not very different from Meng Xingyuan.
With a roar, he exploded like a ball, splattering blood in the air.
"This, this..." In the distance, Mu Boyuan was dumbfounded.
Because of many hardships and encounters, he struggled to raise his cultivation to the level of the Seven Star Spirit Sect along the way, and he realized that it was not easy.
Unlike Meng Xingyuan, every bit of his cultivation can be said to have been sacrificed with his life.
But how old is Meng Xingyuan? You know, this is his apprentice. Looking at Meng Xingyuan, he still felt that the scenes in Hantian City were still in front of him, but how long had it passed? It was less than a hundred years, right? He was his little apprentice.
...You can actually beat a one-star spiritual master to death head-on?!
Everything in front of him made Mu Boyuan feel even more dreamy. He stood there blankly for a long time, unable to say a word.
"Master?" Meng Xingyuan came over.
"You...are you really Xiao Yuan?!" He looked at Meng Xingyuan and felt the powerful aura coming from him. Even though Meng Xingyuan had restrained himself at this moment, the powerful aura still shocked Mu Boyuan, and he subconsciously stepped back.
Step by step, that unreal feeling became even stronger.
"Master, it's really me." Meng Xingyuan explained. He tried hard to convince Mu Boyuan that he finally believed it.
"You... have changed too much..." Mu Boyuan sighed deeply, with a complicated expression.
Meng Xingyuan's eyelids drooped and he said with shame: "Back then, when I was young and angry, I rebelled against the clan. It was Xingyuan's fault, and it also affected my master. Xingyuan is bound to die."
When he fled outside the Danta, now that he thinks about it, Meng Xingyuan feels that he is still young and energetic.
But there was no way. The Lu family was so powerful that it could be said that its influence had infiltrated the Medicine King Palace. Meng Xingyuan knew that even if he asked Mu Boyuan for help, it would only make it more difficult for his master to be a human being, and it would be of no use at all.
Mu Boyuan is just an outer sect elder. Even if he has accumulated some experience in the sect over the years, he is nothing compared to the behemoth Lu family whose tentacles have penetrated the entire Medicine King Palace.
I heard that the ancestor of the Lu family is also a supreme elder of a certain lineage in the Medicine King Palace. If the Lu family really wants to take advantage of him, what can the master and the disciple do to stop him?!
Not to mention that Lu Yao at that time, when he was not sure whether he had killed his son, directly used vicious methods to capture the members of the Fire Hammer Team and beat them to death in front of him. They were both physically and mentally destroyed. What happened to Meng Xingyuan?
Can you not be angry?!
Meng Xingyuan did not regret betraying the clan.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that the situation at that time was at the end of its rope. As long as Meng Xingyuan was still in Yaowang Palace, he could only let the Lu family have the final say on what to do.
Defecting was his only chance of survival at that time. But to put it bluntly, he felt sorry for his master, who was Mu Boyuan.
Especially later, when I heard that because of his involvement, he was demoted to a secret realm and bullied everywhere, Meng Xingyuan felt even more sorry.
In his heart, he just felt that his disciple was naughty and could not repay his master, but instead brought disaster to him.
What's more, he didn't expect that one day, his meeting with his master would be in this situation.
Mu Boyuan shook his head and said nothing.
"Master, you..." Meng Xingyuan's expression was equally complicated.
Mu Boyuan said that he had changed too much, but in fact, in Meng Xingyuan's eyes, he was not like that?!
The Mu Boyuan in his memory was elegant, generous, and had the demeanor of a handsome gentleman. But when he looked at him again, he was completely different. He was completely different.
The Mu Boyuan in front of him was really embarrassed. Moreover, there was a trace of the madness of a desperado in this embarrassment. His hair was disheveled, his face and body were covered with mud, and he looked like a savage. His eyes were bloodshot and exposed.
A dangerous aura like a wolf, even though Meng Xingyuan has confirmed that this is the mentor who introduced him to the path of spiritual practice and cared for him like a family member. Deep in his heart, Meng Xingyuan still felt an inexplicable precaution at this moment.
This is subconscious.
In fact, the Mu Boyuan in front of him was very different from the image of the kind alchemist in his memory.
Just imagine how a respected alchemist would show a ferocious expression like a wolf?
"Alas..." Mu Boyuan sighed, seemingly not interested in talking.
The most important thing is that he now doesn't know how to face his former disciple.
"It was because I was useless and couldn't protect you, so you had no choice but to defect from the sect, and you were wanted and hunted down..." Mu Boyuan said.
But it's useless to say all this.
Years of exile have greatly changed Mu Boyuan's temperament. He is no longer the previous alchemist Mu Boyuan who was obsessed with elixirs.
After many years of running around in various worlds, and even being sold as a mining slave to Tuo Shi's family, Mu Boyuan is now living for survival.
Medicine King Palace? Fuck Medicine King Palace!
"Master, please don't say that..." Meng Xingyuan said anxiously.
Compared to Yun Sheng, Mu Boyuan today is indeed nothing. But Meng Xingyuan still remembers the care he showed when he was young. When his father and mother died early, and he and his sisters were dependent on each other, there was one person who was willing to take care of him selflessly. Meng Xingyuan had long since
Treat him as one of your own relatives.
This point is more important than any cultivation or strength.
If accepting Yun Sheng as his teacher was a half-hearted decision, then accepting Mu Boyuan as his teacher was something he was willing to do. Even now it is still the case.
He always kept this respect in his heart. It was too late to be grateful, so how could he blame him?
Mu Boyuan waved his hand and said with a slight wry smile: "You are a good boy, but I didn't expect that when you and my master and apprentice meet again, it will be like this..."
As a master, he was saved by his apprentice, which made him feel ashamed.
He raised his head and looked at Meng Xingyuan carefully. Just as he was about to express his gratitude for the great change, suddenly thunder and thunder came from the sky in the distance, but he saw a large shadow cast, and there was a ferocious ship, entrenched like an ancient beast, suddenly coming!
"The brave mining slave actually dared to guard himself, steal the treasures of my Tuoshi family and run away. The crime cannot be punished! You deserve to die!"
The vast heavenly sound, like rolling thunder, ripples in the empty space and explodes heavily!
"not good!"
Mu Boyuan looked back, his pupils instantly shrank into needles, and his face instantly turned pale!
"The Tuoshi family's floating ship... is over now."