It was expected that Lin Mu would be knocked away, and he was not surprised at all.
However, his eyes suddenly widened in the next moment.
Because he saw that the butcher's footsteps actually moved slightly backward.
Although this strand is only as wide as a hair, it still shocks the drunkard.
The butcher also stayed there.
Lin Mu actually knocked him back even a little bit?
"Ha ha ha ha."
Immediately afterwards, the butcher laughed almost maniacally.
He looked at the sky and screamed hysterically: "Did you see it? Did you see it? My butcher has a descendant. There is a descendant."
While roaring, tears actually flowed from his eyes: "Kill, kill, kill, kill, just wait. One day, my descendants will kill in the sky and split everything."
The drunkard sighed after hearing this.
In the village, the hunchbacked village chief first showed a smile on his face, and then shook his head: "How did this butcher become crazier than a madman?"
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The crazy martial artist was dumbfounded: "Butcher, am I the madman or are you the madman?"
Lin Mu crawled out of the pool.
Looking at the madman-like butcher, Lin Mu didn't have any ridicule, but only admiration.
After a year of contact, he gradually came to know who the villagers in the Stone Statue Village were.
These are all masters who were exiled by the Yuan and Zen sects.
As long as the two sects of Yuan and Zen exist, they will never succeed.
As for the existence of the Yuan and Zen religions, they are the forces that have the Holy Sage sitting in control of Dashu.
Being exiled by such a force, there is really no hope, the sky is dark and the earth is dark, no matter how despair is exaggerated.
However, the villagers in the village still persisted.
The fact that the butcher is still able to vent it out shows that the will of the butcher has not been destroyed in his heart. How could Lin Mu not admire this?
You know, when he knew the enemy was Empress Lu, he felt suffocated.
Not to mention that the enemy of Butcher and others is the Holy Saint who is even more terrifying than Emperor Lu.
Although Emperor Lu is strong, he is nothing compared to the Holy Saint.
Whoosh!
He sat down by the waterfall and breathed heavily.
It is really difficult to fight against the butcher.
The blow just now consumed a lot of his energy and energy.
Thinking back to that previous stabbing, even Lin Mu himself found it incredible.
Unknowingly, his strength actually improved to this point.
He can guarantee that he would never have been able to catch the knife he struck before coming to Stone Statue Village.
However, he didn't think much about it at this moment, he quickly sat down cross-legged and started running the Mortal Avenue like crazy.
Boom!
Three hours later, a roar came from his body.
Breakthrough.
His cultivation level finally broke through the upper ancestor, the peak state of the ancestor.
"Cultivation has reached the peak of the ancestor."
"The amount of mortal blood reached 80,000 drops."
Lin Mu's eyes were bright.
His strength has undergone a transformation after today's battle.
"Xiao Mu, you are recovering well."
The tongueless drunkard looked at Lin Mu with interest.
"what are you up to?"
Lin Mu stepped back.
From the tongueless drunkard's eyes, he felt something bad.
Whoosh!
Different from the past, this time there was no greeting and the figure of the tongueless drunkard disappeared directly.
Almost at the same time, Lin Mu's hair stood on end, and a strong sense of crisis appeared beside him.
Without any hesitation, he fell back as if he was drunk.
The next moment, a black shadow passed over his body.
It is conceivable that if he had been slower just now, this black shadow would have hit him and penetrated his chest.
"It's really good."
The tongueless drunkard landed lightly on the ground behind Lin Mu, his eyes particularly bright.
In the past, when he fought with Lin Mu, he didn't dare to use force at all, fearing that Lin Mu would get injured if he was a little more serious.
But now, he found that Lin Mu could withstand a small portion of his real attacks.
"Uncle Drunkard, please be serious."
Lin Mu was startled and quickly distanced himself from the tongueless drunkard.
The drunkard's attack just now made him feel a real crisis, which was completely different from the training in the past year.
If it hadn't been for his great improvement in strength, he would have been injured just now.
"Hey, Xiao Mu, I've been waiting for your drunkard uncle for a long time."
The drunkard's eyes were shining, and he looked at Lin Mu like a pervert looking at a beautiful woman.
Lin Mu shuddered: "Uncle Drunkard, what are you going to do? My little arms and legs can't stand your torture."
"Boy, don't pretend in front of me."
The drunkard thief said: "I watched the battle between you and the butcher, and you were able to repel the butcher even a little bit. This gave you the ability to withstand my attack. Plus, you broke through after the battle, so I definitely couldn't kill you."
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"Don't."
Lin Mu ran away.
Just like a year ago, among all the Qigong practitioners, he was the least willing to fight a drunkard.
In the past, the drunkard was so difficult to deal with even if he didn't show his sincerity, but now he actually said that he wanted to show his sincerity, which really scared his little heart.
"Hahaha, it's too late."
Whoosh!
The drunkard's figure was like a ghost, and he caught up with Lin Mu in an instant.
In an instant, the two men started fighting.
Dust rose up, covering the two figures.
In addition to the sound of physical collision, there was also the faint sound of two people talking.
"Uncle Drunkard, don't force me."
"What if I force you?"
"Wait a minute, Uncle Drunkard, look behind you, Uncle Butcher is going to sneak up on you."
"What? Damn, your treacherous news actually poked my butt."
"..."
The two were fighting and bickering.
When fighting with other people, Lin Mu is very serious and only listens to others' teachings. Only when fighting with drunkards, all kinds of conspiracies and tricks emerge in endlessly.
Of course, drunkards are not good people either, and they have tricked Lin Mu countless times.
Time passes.
Another half year passed in the blink of an eye.
It has been a year and a half since Lin Mu came to the village.
One and a half years is really nothing to a practitioner, especially a practitioner at the ancestral level.
For a strong person like Ancestor, just one retreat would be calculated in ten thousand years.
However, for Lin Mu, this year and a half has been a time of transformation.
Under the training of ten great qi masters, an alchemy emperor, and many ancient ancestor-level masters, his strength has grown by leaps and bounds, with earth-shaking changes taking place every other day.
"Mortal blood finally reached 84,000 drops."
Lin Mu stood beside the Star Falls and took a long breath.
Just now, he condensed the 84,000 drops of mortal blood, and all the blood in his body was replaced by mortal blood.
At the same time, his cultivation level is infinitely approaching the Great Perfection of his ancestor.
But then, Lin Mu frowned.
Just now, he tried to integrate all the blood, but found that it didn't work.
Although he has 84,000 drops of mortal blood, each drop of mortal blood is isolated from each other, not one.
This means that his body still retains the Daluo body.
Since he couldn't understand it, he didn't think much about it.
He glanced at the sky and saw that it was getting dark. He didn't dare to stay outside any longer and walked towards the Stone Statue Village.
When he returned to the village, he told other villagers about his doubts.