Super Martial God

"Pharmacist, is there really no way?"

The sores painter was worried.

The pharmacist shook his head: "if you want to completely solve this problem, you can only go to ge Xuan."

Ge Xuan is famous not only among ordinary practitioners, but also among alchemists.

If not, Ge Xuan could not hold down so many alchemists and make the Eastern Zhou Dynasty stand proudly.

"Ge Xuan, known as the emperor of the earth, the emperor of the ancient earth, and the most holy should give him some face."

The hunchback village head said, "it's not that simple to let him do it."

"Just slowly."

The blind scholar sighed, "this kind of thing is urgent."

"But Xiaomu said, xiaoacacia can only last a hundred years. No, it doesn't even last a hundred years now."

The sores painter frowned deeper.

"Well, I can solve it."

The pharmacist laughed at himself, "at least I still have some effect. Even if I can't completely solve the problem of lovesickness, I can help alleviate the symptoms."

"How long can it be relieved?"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Lin Mu kept a close eye on the pharmacist.

"As long as you send Acacia to me, she can't die if she wants to die within 300 years."

The pharmacist said confidently.

"Three hundred years?"

"It's too short."

The villagers were disappointed.

Lin Mu was pleasantly surprised.

For the villagers, three hundred years is a snap.

But for Lin Mu, three hundred years is actually a long time.

Suddenly, the burden in Lin Mu's heart was not as heavy as before.

Even when it was only 100 years, he didn't give up. Now there are 300 years, and he is more confident.

A month later.

Under the star waterfall.

Lin Mu's body was washed by the water of the stars.

Unlike before, he looks much more relaxed now.

The amount of blood in the body has increased to 50000 drops.

His accomplishments also reached the limit of his superior ancestors.

"Come on!"

The long haired butcher laughed.

From the day before yesterday, he and the butcher no longer just stood under the waterfall, but began to fight under the waterfall.

"Kill!"

Lin Mu, holding a pig killing knife, boldly rushed to the long hair butcher.

At his feet, he stepped on the crazy devil leg method of the crazy martial master. The body cells vibrated in the way taught by the one armed blacksmith, and properly dissolved the impact of the waterfall one by one.

In a flash, Lin Mu impulsively went to the long hair butcher.

One knife, cut it down!

When!

"Ha ha, my strength is too small."

The long haired butcher easily resolved.

Lin Mu increased his strength, and at the same time, the speed became faster and faster, and the knife light became one.

"Not only weak, but also slow. It's too slow. Come on, come on."

The long haired butcher shouted and urged while resisting the forest shepherd.

Lin Mu's shooting speed is getting faster and faster.

The light of the knife and the water of the stars reflect each other.

"Xiao Mu, my Sabre technique is called 'pig killing Sabre technique'. What I want is fast, hard and accurate. You can be faster, harder and accurate."

The long haired butcher roared, "all over the world, all over the world, those blocking my way are pigs, kill!"

Boom

In a moment, they could not see clearly.

From a distance, it's like two long dragons walking down the waterfall.

The sound of wind and water can be heard all the time.

In the void, there are knife marks everywhere.

"Not enough, not enough. My butcher's knife technique. Don't be a mother-in-law. What nonsense is gentle and elegant. Go to hell."

In addition to the sound of knife attack, it was the long howling of the butcher, which startled jiuxiao. "The knife is like wine. It should be as strong as possible."

"Well, that's it. What knife meaning and skills are bullshit. There's only one word, strong!"

One armed blacksmith, steady!

Long haired butcher, lie!

When you don't move, you are as steady as a blacksmith, and when you move, you are as fierce as a butcher.

"Well said."

The tongue less drunkard was watching the two men fighting, as if he were watching a play. When he saw the highlights, he couldn't help but applaud.

Three hours later.

Lin Mu rushed to the crazy martial arts teacher with the burning fire in the sky.

Crazy martial artist, crazy!

Lin Mu was burning in his heart, almost crazy, and fought with crazy martial artists.

Bang Bang

Crazy martial master laughed and fought with Lin Muchang quickly.

"Hahaha, crazy enough, Xiaomu, you grow up quickly. Your martial uncle is eager to fight with you."

Although Lin Mu is still very weak, he felt happy when he fought with Lin Mu.

Lin Mu's strength is not worth mentioning, but his crazy strength makes him see who he used to be, and makes him expect Lin Mu to grow up.

"Madman, you've had enough. Let me play."

The tongue less drunkard is already itching.

Shua!

The wine is steaming.

The biggest characteristic of a tongue less drunkard is drunkenness.

His attack seemed to be drunk, erratic and elusive.

It's just that Lin Mu is not an ordinary person. Naturally, it can be seen that the seemingly chaotic attack of the tongue less drunkard is actually a real antelope hanging horn. Every attack is a kill.

Fighting with the tongue less drunkard, Lin Mu suddenly fell into the swamp from the storm and was very oppressed.

Therefore, what Lin Mu doesn't like most is fighting with the tongue less drunkard. He's unhappy.

The more he dislikes it, the more he wants to learn.

Later, Lin Mu realized that if he wanted to resist the attack of wordless drunkards, he had to be as drunk and as unpredictable as him.

The first five days, Lin Mu fought wildly with long hair butcher, one armed blacksmith, crazy martial arts teacher and tongue less drunkard.

For the next five days, he began to be quiet.

Learn tailoring from tailors, painting from painters, calligraphy from blind scholars, and music from deaf musicians.

In Wu Qingyun's memory, there are many calligraphy, music and famous paintings of the earth that were not used before, but now they are just taken out.

Seeing Lin Mu's calligraphy and music, painters, scholars and deaf people were excited to see the wine.

"Xiao Mu, where did you get these things?"

The three said excitedly.

A true acquaintance is honesty.

When you practice in the realm of forest and animal husbandry, you don't disdain to cheat.

Lin Mu told them truthfully that these things came from the earth of the Milky way world and from the memory of teacher Wu Qingyun.

After listening, several people were surprised at first, and then their eyes were dignified.

"What's the matter?"

Lin Mu feels different.

"Xiaomu, do you know where the earth is?"

The blind scholar said seriously.

"When I was in the dark forest, I knew a big brother Pangu. The earth was on the other side of his world."

Lin Mu Dao.

"What are your accomplishments, brother Pangu?"

The scholar asked hurriedly.

"When I first met him, I was a venerable person. Now I am an ancestor."

Lin Mu replied.

"It's impossible."

The blind scholar said flatly.

"Why do you say that?"

Lin Mu was puzzled.

"Xiao Mu."

The poison sore painter said, "these things you told us are not trivial. I'm afraid the cultivation of the people who created them is not under us. You said that Pangu was just an ancestor. How could such incredible things be born in the inner world."