"Sick pharmacist, is there really nothing we can do?"
The sore painter said worriedly.
The sick pharmacist shook his head: "If you want to completely solve this problem, you can only go to Ge Xuan."
Ge Xuan's name is famous not only among ordinary cultivators, but also among Qi refiners.
If this were not the case, Ge Xuan would not have been able to suppress so many Qi refiners and let the Eastern Land Zhou Dynasty stand proudly.
"Ge Xuan is known as the Emperor of the Earth. The Emperor of the Ancient Earth, the Holy One, must give him some respect."
The hunchbacked village chief said: "It's not that simple to get him to take action."
"Just figure it out slowly."
The blind scholar sighed, "This kind of thing cannot be rushed."
"But Xiao Mu said, Xiao Xiangsi can only survive for another hundred years. No, not even a hundred years are gone now."
The sore painter's brows furrowed even deeper.
"I can solve this problem somewhat."
The pharmacist laughed at himself, "At any rate, I still have some effect. Even if I can't completely solve the problem of lovesickness, I can help alleviate the symptoms."
"How long will the relief last?"
Everyone's eyes lit up.
Lin Mu stared closely at the sick pharmacist.
"As long as Xiangsi is sent to me, she won't be able to die even if she wants to within three hundred years."
The sick pharmacist said confidently.
"Three hundred years?"
"It's too short."
The villagers were disappointed.
Lin Mu felt extremely pleasantly surprised.
For the villagers, three hundred years is just a snap.
But for Lin Mu, three hundred years is actually a long time.
Suddenly, the burden in Lin Mu's heart was no longer as heavy as before.
Even when it was only a hundred years, he never gave up. Now that he has three hundred years, he is even more confident.
One month later.
Under the Star Falls.
Lin Mu's body was washed by the water of the stars.
Different from before, his expression is much more relaxed now.
The amount of mortal blood in the body has increased to 50,000 drops.
His cultivation level has also reached the limit of the senior ancestor.
"bring it on!"
The Shaggy Butcher laughed.
Starting from the day before yesterday, he and the butcher no longer just stood under the waterfall, but started fighting under the waterfall.
"kill!"
Lin Mu held the butcher's knife in his hand and rushed towards the Shaggy Butcher.
Under his feet were the crazy martial arts master's crazy kicks. The cells in his body vibrated according to the method taught by the one-armed blacksmith, and the impact of the waterfall was properly resolved one by one.
A moment later, Lin Mu rushed to the long-haired butcher.
One knife, cut it down hard!qL11
when!
"Haha, I'm too weak."
Long-haired butcher resolves easily.
Lin Mu increased his strength, and at the same time, his speed became faster and faster, and the swords flashed together.
"Not only is it weak, it's also too slow. It's too slow. Hurry, hurry up."
The Shaggy Butcher shouted and urged while resisting Lin Mu.
Lin Mu's shooting speed became faster and faster.
The light of the sword and the water of the stars complement each other.
"Xiao Mu, my knife technique is called 'Pig-killing Knife Technique'. It requires speed, ruthlessness and accuracy. You can also be faster, ruthless and more accurate."
The long-haired butcher shouted, "In and outside the world, in all directions, anyone who blocks my way is a pig, kill them!"
Rumble…
After a moment, both of them could no longer be seen clearly.
Looking from a distance, it looks like two long dragons with swords and lights walking under the waterfall.
The sound of wind and water is endless.
There are knife marks everywhere in the void.
"It's not enough, it's far from enough. My butcher's knife skills are not as good as those of my mother-in-law and mother-in-law. To hell with all that bullshit gentleness."
In addition to the sound of the knife, it was the butcher's roar that shocked the sky, "The knife is like wine, it needs to be strong, the stronger the better."
"Okay, that's it, any sword intent or skills are all bullshit. There is only one word, fierce!"
One-armed blacksmith, steady!
Shaggy Butcher, Lie!
When not moving, he is as steady as a blacksmith; when moving, he is as fierce as a butcher.
"Well said."
The tongueless drunkard was watching the fight between the two men, as if he were watching a play, and couldn't help but marvel at the exciting parts.
Three hours later.
Lin Mu rushed towards the crazy martial artist with a raging fire.
Crazy martial artist, crazy!
Lin Mu's heart burned with fire, almost going crazy, and he fought with the crazy martial artist.
Bang bang bang...
The crazy martial artist laughed and fought happily with Lin Mu.
"Hahaha, that's crazy, Xiao Mu, please grow up quickly, your martial arts uncle is very eager to have a real battle with you."
Although Lin Mu was still very weak, he actually felt relaxed when fighting Lin Mu.
Lin Mu's strength was not worth mentioning, but his crazy energy made him see his past self and made him look forward to Lin Mu growing up.
"Madman, you've had enough fun, let me play."
The tongueless drunkard is already feeling itchy.
Whoosh!
Drunken as hell.
The biggest characteristic of tongueless drunkards is drunkenness.
His attacks seemed to be drunk, erratic and unpredictable.
It's just that Lin Mu is not an ordinary person, so he can naturally see that the seemingly chaotic attacks of the tongueless drunkard are actually real antelope horns, and every blow is a sure kill.
Fighting the tongueless drunkard, Lin Mu was like falling into a swamp out of a storm, and the fight was very frustrating.
Therefore, what Lin Mu dislikes most is fighting a tongueless drunkard, which is not pleasant.
The more he dislikes it, the more he wants to learn.
Later, Lin Mu realized a truth. If he wanted to resist the attack of the tongueless drunkard, he had to be as drunk as him and as unpredictable as him.
In the first five days, Lin Mu fought crazily with the long-haired butcher, the one-armed blacksmith, the crazy martial artist and the tongueless drunkard.
Over the next five days, he became quiet.
Learn tailoring from a tailor, painting from a painter, calligraphy from a blind scholar, and music from a deaf musician.
In Wu Qingyun's memory, there are a lot of calligraphy, music and famous paintings from the Earth that were not used before, but now it is time to bring them out.
Seeing the calligraphy and music that Lin Mu brought out, the painter, the scholar and the deaf drunkard were very excited to see the wine.
"Xiao Mu, where did you get these things?"
The three people said excitedly.
The most important thing about true acquaintance is honesty.
Even those who have practiced to Lin Mu's level would not bother to deceive.
Lin Mu didn't hide anything and told them truthfully that these things came from the Earth in the Milky Way world and from the memory of teacher Wu Qingyun.
After listening, several people were surprised at first, and then their eyes became solemn.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Mu felt something was wrong.
"Xiao Mu, do you know where the earth is?"
The blind scholar said seriously.
"When I was in the dark forest, I met a big brother Pangu. The earth is in his other world."
Lin Mu Road.
"What kind of cultivation level are you, Brother Pangu?"
The blind scholar asked hurriedly.
"When I first met him, he was a Venerable, and now he is an Ancestor."
Lin Mu replied.
"This is absolutely impossible."
The blind scholar said flatly.
"Why do you say that?"
Lin Mu looked puzzled.
"Komaki."
The poisonous painter said: "These things you told us are not trivial. The people who created them are probably not inferior to us in cultivation. You said that Pangu was just an ancestor. How could such incredible things be born in the inner world?