Youth's Cultivation

Mu Yunzhi was unconscious, and Wang Xiaohu and others didn't mean to leave. The tomb of the real immortal was enough to attract the madness of any super force. Since they met, they wouldn't miss it.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a middle-aged man in elegant clothes entered the box. He had an indescribable breath. He seemed to have no spiritual power fluctuation, but he gave people an invisible oppression.

The man entered the box and his eyes fell on the bandits of the Soviet Union, but his eyes crossed over the blood fairy and couldn't help but be surprised!

Four robberies, and the earth immortals who have survived the fourth disaster, are difficult to match with their own strength.

"Two Taoist friends, I'm polite to Mu Tianlin. Children are offended. Please forgive me!"

Mu Tianlin's attitude was very low, and he felt a little bad in his heart.

The blood fairy didn't speak, and the Su bandit said carelessly, "let's talk about the tomb of the real fairy!"

The words of Su bandits made Mu Tianlin's face look ugly for a moment.

But the Mu family's father and son really have a tacit understanding. Mu Tianlin also opened his eyes and lied, "you guys, what is the tomb of a real immortal? Mu doesn't understand!"

"Oh, don't you understand? Maybe the soul searching was not very careful just now. I'll see again! " With that, Su bandits put their hands on Mu Yunzhi's head.

Mu Tianlin's face is even more ugly. Obviously, these people have broken the prohibition set by themselves, and if they do it again, his son may really become an idiot!

"Stop..." Mu Tianlin stopped quickly.

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"These are all true immortal blood?" Wang Xiaohu looked at the more than ten thousand people in the village below. He was surprised.

At the moment, when people stood in the void, the crowd below knelt down in fear, with respect and envy on their faces.

"They have never gone out of this mountain range, and their safety for generations is the responsibility of my confidants. Therefore, for these people, we are gods!" Mu Tianlin was a little proud in his eyes. Only he could think of such a way.

True immortal blood is really hard to find. He has found more than a dozen people at most in tens of thousands of years. However, he gathered those more than a dozen people together to let them reproduce. Although the blood of future generations may not meet the requirements, there are a large number, and there are always some blood concentrations that are good.

For tens of thousands of years, the original dozen people have developed into villages and towns of more than 10000 people, and Mu Tianlin has become the guardian in their hearts.

As long as the concentration of immortal blood is not too poor, the speed of cultivation is far higher than that of ordinary people.

Wang Xiaohu doesn't know what others are like, but Weier has never practiced hard. Now her cultivation has reached the early stage of fitness, and the speed is also quite amazing.

However, there is no cultivator in the villages and towns below. Obviously, Mu Tianlin will not allow them to appear, so as to crack the secret.

At the moment, on both sides of Mu Tianlin, there is a third-order Sanxian, but the two are also in black robes and wearing ghost masks. They don't mean to show their true faces.

In this regard, Wang Xiaohu and them did not ask, because there was no trust between them, but mu Tianlin had to let them participate.

Without Weier, they may not find a true immortal descendant with the right blood concentration in 100000 years.

Although it is rumored that there are real immortals in all major super powers, and there are more than one descendants of real immortals, Mu Tianlin dare not take risks. Once something happens to these people, they are afraid that their affairs will be exposed immediately. Moreover, they don't even have the chance to escape. The retaliation of those super forces is more violent than expected.