Chapter 3

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"Ah? "Martial Granduncle?" "Bang!" Aiyo! "Who stepped on me!" Ah! Don' t squeeze! "My meal!" …… This time, the entire canteen was even more lively than before. The white robe was filled with soup and grease marks. Many people had shoe marks on their shoes. They looked clean and tidy, but now, they were in an extremely sorry state. "What's wrong?" Mu Yunshu asked." What's wrong? "Are you all so curious about this granduncle?" They looked around at Mu Yunshu question and shook their heads. With both hands behind his back, Mu Yunshu walked forward, leisurely pacing in front of these new disciples. "Then why did you talk so much earlier? You even know the records in the Notepad?" The disciples were stunned for a moment before shaking their heads even more desperately. He casually pulled a stool and sat down. Mu Yunshu fiddled with his long fingernails, he glanced at the group of people who were young wives and said," It was all thanks to you that I remembered that I was a Golden Core Realm cultivator back then." These words were a disguised reminder to this group of people. This Martial Granduncle before their eyes had no seniority, but his cultivation was low and not something to fear! Why did he act like a daughter-in-law here? Among the dozens of them, there were quite a few late Foundation Establishment cultivators! Just as those guilty little wives were about to fight for their lives, a single person appeared out of thin air, scaring their little hearts so much that they almost went on strike! "Mu Yunshu, are you still in the mood to come here to eat?" Originally, he was still waiting to see what these disciples were planning to do Mu Yunshu his face instantly collapsed. God! Ancestor! What is this person doing here! Granduncle! "You must know that this disciple doesn' t have the Valley Expansion Pill, and his cultivation base is low. If he doesn' t eat, he will starve to death!" Mu Yunshu was extremely confident. As for the younger brothers who had long been frightened, they were even more shocked. What did they hear? What did their Martial Granduncle Mu Yunshu call that person? They didn' t hear wrongly, right? There seemed to be only one person in the entire Pavilion Xuanyi who could make Mu Yunshu call uncle-master. Who would tell them how they should address that person if they bowed now? If not, would that person be unhappy? At this moment, the ones with the smallest seniority in the Pavilion Xuanyi truly wanted to cry! "Trash." His cold and indifferent tone was filled with disdain! "En! "That's right." He nodded. Now that he was Mu Yunshu, he had long since died. He was not afraid of boiling water...... Pah! It wasn' t a dead pig, it was a dead pig, it was a lice that didn' t fear itches. Hmm... this was still fine. "I' ll give you a month to recover your cultivation. If you can' t..." Fine, even though he had only known this granduncle for a day, Mu Yunshu could already sense the hidden malice behind his hazy face. "Martial Granduncle, increasing one's cultivation or recovering one's cultivation requires some external assistance! "What's more, I' ve already regressed to the early Foundation Establishment stage. After all, I was at the middle Jindan stage three years ago. I can barely be considered a large realm. If you want me to recover within a month, I really can' t." Mu Yunshu spread out his hands to show that he was powerless. He really could not do it. "At the top of the The First peak peak, the room on the left of my residence is an alchemy room. I' ll take any medicinal pills I need. In addition, there's a medicinal spring on the back of the The First peak that can nourish my heart. It's very suitable for you." After saying that, the granduncle disappeared again. Mu Yunshu rubbed his chin. The grand uncle-master who hadn' t mocked and slapped him for the first time looked quite cute, although she still couldn' t see what he looked like. ###Chapter4 From that day on, Mu Yunshu had been woken up by a slap every day and then slapped The Second peak the training ground. In any case, as long as she cultivated obediently every day, that eccentric granduncle would not interfere with her much. More than half a month had passed, and even Xuan Yu granduncle had changed from all sorts of angry thoughts to nothing. "I say Xuan Yu Martial Uncle, can you help me tell Martial Uncle that I really don' t want to come to the training ground." Mu Yunshu had a bitter expression on her face. Every day, she had to be photographed The Second peak the training ground and practice with these new disciples in the morning. It was because her cultivation had retreated, not because she had lost her memory. She knew these things! Looking at the disciples of the martial arts training field who had been practicing in the morning, Mu Yunshu said that they wanted to cry but had no tears. Martial Uncle Xuan Yu rolled his eyes at her and said," Do you think it's useful?" Well, Mu Yunshu also knew that it was actually useless. As the only person with seniority in the Pavilion Xuanyi, how could he possibly be able to wriggle someone else with his thin arms and legs. "But I' m also puzzled. Tell me if you' ve done something in the past. Otherwise, with Martial Uncle Mo Ze's personality, how could you have noticed such a small character." Xuan Yu Martial Uncle's eyes seemed to have never left the group of disciples who were training in the morning, but in reality, he was gossiping with Mu Yunshu. How did I know? "If it had been three years ago, I, the number one disciple of the Inner Sect, might have gotten some of the attention of Martial Granduncle. But if that was the case, he wouldn' t have even appeared in the past even if something had happened to my Master. If anything had happened in the next three years, it would have been even more impossible. Martial Granduncle, it's not like you don' t know how I came here these three years." Mu Yunshu seriously thought about how she had provoked Mo Ze this fellow. However, no matter how she thought about it, she had never realized that she had done anything related to this Martial Granduncle. Regardless of whether it was three years ago or three years later, she only knew that there was such a Martial Granduncle, but she had never seen him before. "Mu Yunshu! How dare you mention your master! "You..." Fine, she accidentally mentioned her master again. Faced with Martial Uncle Xuan Yu's broken thoughts, Mu Yunshu felt very helpless. However... three years had already passed. Why did she feel that many things had just happened yesterday? During this period of time, she would go The First peak the medicinal spring at the back of the mountain to soak in it. She would use the medicinal energy contained in it to nourish her heart veins that had been heavily injured. At the same time, she would absorb the spiritual energy of the heavens and earth to nourish a few withered meridians. There were a variety of medicinal pills in her granduncle's alchemy room, and there were even many high-grade medicinal pills. As long as she ate one, she would immediately recover her cultivation at the middle Jindan stage. However, for the sake of the future, she did not do so. In the past half a month, except for the Martial Granduncle who would wake her up every day and slap her to the The Second peak, no one was seen in the rest of the time. He seemed to be busy doing something. Sometimes, he would leave a note on the table in her room and instruct her on how to cultivate. Those pills could quickly heal her injured heart, which made her think more and more of her master. She still remembered that she had come from the Pavilion Xuanyi when she was three years old. Before this, she had only been The South of the Yangtze River the daughter of the first wife of a rich family. If it wasn' t for the fact that there were demons near her family that day, and the master who had gone out to train happened to have killed that demon, then she would probably be like an ordinary young lady from a noble family. When she reached her age, her parents would be the matchmaker. She would marry a person she had never seen before, and then her husband would have taught her son a lifetime. At that time, for some unknown reason, she saw her master who had cast the invisibility curse on her. After that, she, who had always been afraid of life, ran over and hugged her master's leg. Master didn' t have any disciples or children. Being held by her calf at the age of three really didn' t know what to do. At the same time, he was very surprised that she could see him using the invisibility curse. She remembered that it was her master's first time holding her. It was very clumsy but gentle. After testing her spiritual roots, she was surprised to find that she was actually a top-grade mutated Ice Spirit Root. Just like that, she was brought back Pavilion Xuanyi by her master and became his first and only disciple. "I say, where did you go, girl!" His forehead was heavily slapped by someone, and he directly woke up the Mu Yunshu that was immersed in his past memories. He came back to his senses and looked at the disdainful gaze of Uncle Xuan Yu. Mu Yunshu simply wanted to cry without tears. Uncle, do you still think that I was not slapped enough? "What are your eyes? Wouldn' t he just slap you? "It's fine." Seeing Mu Yunshu wronged expression, Xuan Yu Martial Uncle snorted and continued," I want to tell you that the elders will arrange for disciples to go out for training these few days. Quickly prepare yourself. When the time comes, you don' t have to be slapped all the time." Hearing this, Mu Yunshu eyes lit up. That's right. Every year at this time Pavilion Xuanyi Elder would arrange for her disciples to go out for training. Her current cultivation base was at the mid Foundation Establishment stage, and many of her magic techniques had become rusty due to a long period of uselessness. She just so happened to take this opportunity to go out with those disciples for training. She didn' t need to be slapped by her granduncle. "It's true that Pavilion Xuanyi disciple is going out to train, but that doesn' t include you." A familiar tone and a familiar tone. Mu Yunshu was just about to leave when she wanted to be cool and carefree, a basin of cold water was poured down. If the Mu Yunshu that the grand uncle-master took each day was pickled, then she was a pickled dish that had been beaten with frost. "Mu Yunshu, do you need that kind of training that kids need?" It was clear that our Granduncle Mo Ze was very clear about Mu Yunshu little thoughts. "But ……" "There's nothing but that. From tomorrow onwards, you don' t need to come The Second peak. I' ll directly fight with you to master your various techniques." As soon as these words were spoken, Mu Yunshu instantly burst into tears, Xuan Yu Martial Uncle took delight in his misfortune. "Master...... "Senior Martial Ancestor, this... there's no need to trouble you!" At this moment, Mu Yunshu felt that the place where he was used to being beaten by this granduncle was beginning to ache.
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