Chapter 97: Resurrected

Chapter 97: Resurrected

At this moment, Mu Yun only felt the whole body, his whole body seemed to be broken down.

Every meridian in the body, every drop of blood, every cell is dismembered into tiny pieces.

Only one thing did not change, his consciousness.

He can still feel his body.

But his body is not under the control of his consciousness, as if floating there alone.

"This is where……"

Looking at the white space he was in, Mu Yun only felt that he had come to another world.

Out of the body?

Impossible, he who has not reached the realm of God, where is there any soul!

The soul can only be produced after the martial artist has cultivated to the extreme of the physical body, and he is still a thousand miles away.

"That's... a low-grade artifact-Gouyu Great Spear!"

"Oh my God, there is also the top-grade artifact Softsilver Arc Arrow."

"There is actually a Bahuang Dionysus Fist."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Mu Yun gradually became sluggish.

These treasures, even if they were placed in the thousands of worlds in his previous life, still made hundreds of millions of people crazy, but now they are all in this mysterious space.

There are not only artifacts, but also many bones of sacred beasts, elixir, spiritual materials, metals, all kinds.

In this cave, there is no other pavilion, it is a strange giant treasure chest.

Mu Yun somewhat understood where he was.

Zhu Xiantu!

This is the cave sky in Zhuxian Tu.

However, even if he was a fairy king in his previous life, he saw large and small space rings, storage type treasures, but seeing this huge cave sky, Mu Yun was still shocked.

He could feel that what was displayed before his eyes was only a corner of the ocean, a more vast existence, which he could not touch at all.

Even if he saw these, Mu Yun couldn't touch it at all.

Those artifacts seemed to dangle in front of him, but they seemed to be far away from him.

It was just those low-level profound artifacts that he could touch, and some low-level spiritual materials.

Mu Yun didn't expect that this deadly battle would consume almost all his lifespan, but he saw a turning point at this moment.

Opening the Zhu Xian Tu and seeing the treasures in it, it surprised him more than the divine power spread in the Zhu Xian Tu before.

Right now, it can be determined that Zhu Xiantu has two major uses.

One is the ability to spread divine power, and divine power, even in the world of thousands, has hardly appeared.

The second is this prosperous treasure, so many treasures, of all kinds, Mu Yun has no doubt that even the entire world is even better than here.

However, although these two major uses sound very moving, they are not perfect.

The first point is that there seems to be a rule in the emergence of divine power. Before Mu Yun broke through, it was only true essence flowing out, not divine power. The difference between the two is huge.

The second point is that these treasures, these divine tools, take out one, and the entire Tian Luck Continent will completely collapse, and everyone will come to **** it.

However, the current Muyun can only take some ordinary artifacts and profound artifacts, and even the number of them is limited by his own strength.

These two points limited the expansion of Zhu Xiantu, but for Mu Yun, it was a good thing.

The inexhaustible wealth can indeed make him take a thousand miles, but above the martial arts, it can paralyze him.

He is no longer the mighty fairy king of the past.

He is Mu Yun, a child of the Mu family in Beiyun City.

After thinking about this, Mu Yun was a little embarrassed.

At this moment, his consciousness exists in Zhuxiantu in this form, but how can he return to his body and control his body?

And he almost exhausted his vitality, I am afraid there is nothing left to live.

"Could it be possible that I just looked at these treasures and watched my body be buried?" Thinking of this, Mu Yun couldn't help but shudder.

"There must be a way!"

Mu Yun thought.

Originally, he ran out of his life and should have died.

But Zhu Xiantu wrapped his consciousness in it, and he must do something.

It's just that he hadn't thought of it yet.

"I can think of it!"

Sitting down, Mu Yun thought hard.

"Zhu Xiantu absorbed me, definitely not just wanting me to see the treasure inside, there must be core things, I didn't observe it."

As soon as this thought came out, Mu Yun hurriedly stood up.

Looking around, Mu Yun still found nothing.

Closing his eyes and starting to feel it seriously, Mu Yun gradually found something strange.

In this entire Zhuxiantu Cave, it seemed that there was a net, a net that he couldn't see, but it really existed.

This net, the entire Zhu Xian Tu, seems to be the lifeblood of Zhu Xian Tu.

Gradually, Mu Yun fell in his heart.

He began to separate his veins.

Although it is a conscious body, this feeling is still extremely painful.

As if dismembering his body.

Gritting his teeth, Mu Yun dissected his own body bit by bit.

The invisible sweat seemed to flood his body.

"found it!"

Suddenly, in an instant, a blast spread in his body.

This spread is in his body, not in his consciousness.

"That's it, that's it..."

Suddenly, Mu Yun was dancing with excitement.

He finally understood!

In this Zhuxian map, these divine artifacts and magical medicines are firmly trapped, nothing else, but the invisible nets.

A series of networks, full of inexplicable power, gradually appeared before Mu Yun's eyes.

It is a long silver thread, covering the entire Zhuxiantu Cave.

And the final crossing of those silver threads is exactly those trapped artifacts, magic pills, and magic medicines.

This discovery surprised Mu Yun.

He just decomposed his body, invisibly, making his body and Zhu Xiantu's network completely glued.

It can also be said that these controls are integrated with his body.

Although he still couldn't control it now, but in the midst of it, there was a touch of familiar feeling.

"Zhu Xiantu is really powerful!"

Looking at Zhu Xiantu, Mu Yun admired it.

"Now, it seems it's time to go out."

Uncovering this, his consciousness can finally return to his body.

However, despite this, Mu Yun knew that his longevity was still very few.

And what he has to do next is to improve his realm.

The martial artist, with ten levels of physical body, generally only reaches the age of one hundred years old, and can't resist the aging of the years, turning into decay.

And the tenth level of the spiritual acupoint realm, with the spiritual acupoint nourish the body, the life span is doubled, and he can live to about two hundred years old.

As for the psychic realm, that is at least five hundred years of life.

Now he has almost exhausted his life span of one hundred years, and I am afraid that only half a year is left.

Therefore, he must seize the time to be promoted to the Spirit Acupoint Realm and increase his life span for a few years, so that he will not resurrect from death, and he will die immediately because of his longevity.

"Miss, this guy is dead, his body is so cold!"

"Nonsense, can't I see it?" Xiao Yun'er pouted: "I didn't expect that my Xiao Yun'er's fiancé would die before he got engaged. Alas..."

"Who said I was dead?"

Just as the two were talking, a gentle voice suddenly echoed in the room.

"Who?"

"who is it?"

Hearing that voice, the master and servant were shocked instantly.

There were only three of them in the room, but Mu Yun was dead. Who said these words?

"Of course it is me, your fiance!"

Mu Yun stood up suddenly and looked at the two with a smile.

These two are really interesting...

"Ghost!"

With a cry, two figures suddenly jumped out of the house, never daring to stay for a moment.

"Ghost..." With a wry smile, Mu Yun shook his head, and Mu Yun became proficient in his body.

It feels good to be back again.

However, what happened today, although the appearance of Master Miaoqing and Mu Qingyu had brought a turn for the better, but Qin Mengyao was still taken away.

Knowing that now, Mu Yun is still unsure, the Sage Pill Sect Master arrested Qin Mengyao, whether he wanted to cultivate Qin Mengyao or use Qin Mengyao's spirits for his own use.

"Kill me? I will return it ten times, Shengwuyi, Beiyi Wentian!" Mu Yun's expression was gloomy and terrible with clenched fists.

Qin Mengyao can be said to be the first woman he liked after rebirth, and the first woman he wanted to protect.

In any case, he will never allow others to hurt her.

However, his current strength is too weak and weak...

With a creak, Mu Yun fell into contemplation, and the door was pushed open.

A figure slowly walked in.

Mu Qingyu!

I have to say that Mu Qingyu does not look like the helm of a big family at all.

Dressed in a numbered musical notation, with a sharp face, long hair bulging, and meticulous cleaning of the temples, although it is middle-aged, it looks more masculine, and more importantly, that one is so handsome that thousands of girls The obsessed uncle's face is always full of confidence.

Close the door, Mu Qingyu walked slowly to Mu Yun.

A pair of eyes stared at Mu Yun closely, and Mu Qingyu's face gradually dimmed.

"Let's talk, who are you?" Mu Qingyu asked straightaway when he spoke.

Exposed? how is this possible!

Hearing Mu Qingyu's question, Mu Yun was stunned.

"You are not Mu Yun. Mu Yun is cowardly and stupid in nature. It is impossible for him to reach the tenth physical body in this life. Who are you?"

Looking at Mu Yun, Mu Qingyu's eyes were full of unkindness.

"Ha ha……"

In this regard, Mu Yun just sneered.

"Why are you laughing?"

"I'm really not Mu Yun. What's so good about that Mu Yun? When he was six years old, he was interrupted by a subordinate. He went to the pill pharmacy to receive the pill for treatment on his leg, and another arm was broken."

"That Mu Yun, at the age of eight, was so hungry, he went to the room and stole a piece of pastry, but he was stabbed a hundred whips by his family!"

"That Mu Yun, because he wanted to practice martial arts and become a martial artist like his father, he practiced hard, working day and night, but was framed for stealing learning, and his father was accused of a hundred sticks. He never got out of bed for half a year."

"That Mu Yun, who died at the age of nine, was sent to a corner by his biological father, enjoying the pain and suffering in the world!"

"That Mu Yun..."

"enough!"

Suddenly, Mu Qingyu's face became cold and suddenly shouted.