Chapter 1801 Walking Out of the Yellow Sand

"Um!"

Mu Guifan looked at Mu Yun, and said, "My ninth patriarch of the Mu clan has heard rumors that the tenth must be a dragon and phoenix among the people. Your father, Mu Qingyu, must be the most outstanding among the ten patriarchs. The world I didn't see!"

"You are the son of nine lives, and you have the same fate as the rumored number one god emperor Ye Xiaoyao in the past!"

"This is also my herdsman!"

Mu Guifan said in relief.

The number one God Emperor Ye Xiaoyao!

Mu Yun had heard of this person's name before, and he was the most outstanding talent in the world for millions of years in the human race!

Once dominated the God Realm, and then became famous, disappeared in the vast sea of ​​people, without a trace.

But others don't know, but Mu Yun knows that this person... died in battle!

The Picture of Zhu Xian is the treasure of the first god emperor. In his heart, he cherishes the memory of his former master.

The last time I sensed the soul breath of the ancestor dragon in Xie Qing's body, that ancestor dragon also said.

He is Ye Xiaoyao's mount!

This legendary figure really stood in front of everyone in the God Realm, leaving only endless legends behind him.

"Yun'er, logically speaking, you are the eleventh patriarch of my herding clan, and you are the one who dominates the God Realm!"

"The holy stele is the treasure of my herdsmen, and the inheritance depends on it. Since you have called me out now, I will naturally teach you what I have learned all my life!"

Mu Guifan said: "From today onwards, you will learn how to forge weapons with me. In the future, when you return to the altar, you will be the first-class artifact master in the world. The name of my shepherd clan must not be lost!"

"yes!"

Muyun is extremely excited now.

The ancestor of the ninth generation, Mu Fengchen, is the master of swordsmanship!

The eighth ancestor Mu Fengxiao, the originator of alchemy!

The ancestor herd of the seventh generation returned to the mortal world, with superb weapon skills!

The three ancestors can be said to be comparable to the top ancestral pills and supreme artifacts in the God Realm.

There are three sacred tablets on his body, the sixth ancestor, the fifth ancestor, and the fourth ancestor. What kind of peerless figures are they?

Mu Yun couldn't help but said, "Seventh Patriarch, what kind of people are the Sixth, Fifth, and Fourth Patriarchs?"

"them……"

Mentioning this, Mu Guifan gave a meal.

"Actually, every generation of sacred stele inheritance is connected with each other. Mu Fengchen, you must have noticed your father Mu Fengxiao's aura back then, right?"

"That's right!"

Mu Guifan said again: "Feng Xiao, you must have noticed my aura, right?"

"right!"

When Mu Guifan heard this, his expression was gloomy.

"What's wrong?"

"But I didn't notice the aura of the sixth ancestor Mu Wentian. Your sixth ancestor is a spear genius and dominates the world of gods. I didn't sense his aura. I'm afraid..."

"Can't summon the awakening?"

"right!"

Mu Guifan smiled wryly and said: "If this happens, it is very likely that the fifth and fourth ancestors will not be able to be summoned!"

Hearing this, Mu Yun's face trembled.

In this way, that is a great loss!

"No way, grandpa!"

Mu Fengchen was surprised: "Then how did Qingyu summon the first, second and third ancestors?"

"I don't know about this, but it is very possible that the sacred monument has been passed down for nearly a million years, and some of it is slightly damaged. No one can say for sure. I can only know whether my guess is correct or not until Yun'er's state is sufficient. Already!"

"Um!"

At this moment, Muyun can't wait to hit the realm of the gods immediately, and then try to open the next sacred tablet. He doesn't want the ancestors in the next three sacred tablets to disappear.

That was a great loss not only to him, but to the entire shepherd clan.

In the past few days, Mu Yun did not rush forward in the yellow sand, but gradually recovered here, and listened to Mu Fengchen's teaching of swordsmanship by the way.

"I will teach you two sets of sword skills!"

Mu Fengchen said seriously: "The first set of swordsmanship was also practiced by my grandfather in the realm of the earth gods. It's called the Blood Moon Sword Art!"

"The Blood Moon Sword Jue is divided into three moves and twelve moves."

"These three moves are named Blood Half-Moon Slash, Silver Moon Slash, and Blood Full Moon Strike the Wind!"

"There are a total of twelve moves in the three moves, and the twelve moves are different. Let me tell you, you do it, and I will guide you!"

"good!"

Mu Fengchen continued: "There is also a set of sword skills, so it will be even more powerful!"

"I saw that you have the blood of my herdsmen. Your blood crystal explosion is powerful. The more concentrated blood, the stronger the power. It is not even inferior to the secret technique of the sacred monument."

"So the Blood Moon Sword Art is just right for you."

"And this sword move is the sky fire that can cooperate with you!"

Mu Fengchen said mysteriously: "This sword art is called Tianzhao Sword Art!"

"Amaterasu sword technique?"

"That's right, with the Six Paths of Heavenly Fire gathered on your body, this sword technique can attack with sword energy and flames, and the attack effect is absolutely domineering!"

"good!"

Mu Fengchen is worthy of being a master of swordsmanship, every time the swordsmanship that is transmitted to Muyun is carefully selected, it is very suitable for Muyun.

According to Mu Fengchen's words, he not only wants to teach Muyun the sword technique, but also teaches the true meaning of Muyun sword.

It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish.

Sword art, Muyun will be stronger in the future, you can buy it, you can grab it.

But the way to practice sword art, Mu Yun can't grab it.

In the entire God Realm, it can be said that there are thousands of different sword formulas, but as long as one grasps the fundamentals, no matter how complicated the sword formula is, it will only take an instant.

What Muyun needs to master is the fundamentals of swordsmanship!

For the next month or so, Mu Yun walked in the yellow sand without haste, and encountered many Ziya beasts along the way, all of which became targets for his sword practice.

And it was precisely this month's killing that Mu Yun could be said to have mastered the Blood Moon Sword Art and Amaterasu Sword Art.

But what made Mu Yun even more gratified was that he had collected nearly 10,000 divine crystals in this month's study of mastery and hunting Ziya beasts.

This is simply a fortune.

Enough for him to spend three years cultivating here.

In one month, Mu Yun traveled a full 100,000 miles even if he was not in a hurry. Finally, on this day, he saw a city appearing in front of him.

That city seemed to have experienced the ravages of history, and it became full of vicissitudes and collapsed.

But after leaving Huangsha, Muyun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The goddamn place made him almost go crazy.

And looking at the dilapidated city, Mu Yun found that there were crowded people inside, and there were already people living here.

Before he could think too much, Mu Yun entered directly.

"stop!"

Under the dilapidated city gate, two figures stood still.

"What is it?"

"Are you blind?" A disciple pointed to the wall and said, "Didn't you see the words written on it?"

"Ten god crystals entering the city, medium grade!"

Seeing this scene, the corners of Mu Yun's mouth twitched slightly.

"I think you are thinking about Shenjing and going crazy?"

Ten middle-grade god crystals are enough for one month of practice here.

These people are simply vampires.

"sorry, we do not have that!"

"No? If not, then get lost!"

The gatekeeper immediately let out a low shout, and kicked Mu Yun directly.

"court death!"

With a wave of Mu Yun's palm, he shot out with a burst of strength, and with a bang, he punched the disciple's ankle.

This punch was just a punch of Muyun's own strength, without any blessing from the magic formula.

There was a crackling sound, and the disciple screamed, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his whole body fell directly into the city wall.

"Are you going to stop me?"

Looking at another disciple, Mu Yun said.

"I... I, I, I..."

"roll!"

With a low shout, the disciple turned over a few times, already frightened out of his wits.

Mu Yun swaggered and entered the city.

But at this moment, outside the city gate, figures suddenly came galloping, followed behind Mu Yun, and hurriedly followed in.

A disciple stepped forward and said, "You'd better go into the city and find a place to hide!"

"Why?"

"The two disciples just now are disciples of the Fengyun Society. The disciples of the Fengyun Society have occupied this city gate, and they have not been allowed to enter it for a long time!"

"Fengyunhui?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Mu Yun's mouth, and he said, "It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia!"

Not only did he have no intention of retreating, but he directly entered the city.

He really wanted to know, who would be the disciple of Fengyun Society here!

When he came to the city, Mu Yun found that there were many disciples coming and going, about a thousand of them.

This dilapidated city is not small, and it is not a problem to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, so thousands of disciples live here very loosely.

Muyun found a courtyard, went to the backyard, cleaned it briefly, and moved in.

But not long after, the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the broken courtyard.

"coming!"

Muyun walked out of the room and looked outside.

boom……

Suddenly, there was a bang, and the broken courtyard door, together with a wall in the center of the courtyard, was kicked and collapsed.

Several figures appeared in the courtyard at this moment.

"It's really...it's not that enemies don't get together!"

"Oh it's you!"

At the same time, when the leading man saw Mu Yun, he was startled for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"Muyun, haha..."

"Feng Lingxiao, are you so happy to see me?"

"Of course I'm happy!"

Feng Lingxiao's tone suddenly became vicious, and he shouted: "Because of you, I was slapped twice by that bitch Xi Xing'er. Today, I will use your life to repay those two slaps!"

"OK!"

Mu Yun smiled and said, "Go together, or one by one?"

"Go together? You think too highly of yourself!"

In Feng Lingxiao's hand, a long sword suddenly appeared, and he swung it out.

"Today, I will use this Burning Sun Sword to cut off your blood!"

Feng Lingxiao let out a low cry, and rushed directly to Muyun.

"ignorance!"

As soon as his footsteps were stomped, the whole ground cracked open immediately, Mu Yun didn't make a move at all, the soul of the spirit communicated with the soul of the earth, and he stepped forward directly, and the momentum of his whole body rose.

"Middle Earth God?"

Seeing this scene, Feng Lingxiao was even more annoyed.

"In just half a year, you not only reached the realm of the earth god, but also reached the middle stage, boy, if you don't kill you today, won't you ride on my head in the future?"

"Feel sorry!"

Mu Yun smiled lightly.

"I'm riding on your head now!"

He stepped forward, waved his palm, and stabbed a fingerprint directly. The majestic aura far exceeded the tyranny of a warrior in the middle stage of the earth god.