Chapter 127

The whole Nanyun Empire knows little about the poison in old Gan. It can also be said that no one knows it. Only their three masters and disciples know it.

But how did Mu Yun know?

However, thinking that Mu Yun once only checked Qin Mengyao's body a little, he saw the root of cold poison in Qin Mengyao's body. Don't ask, there was ecstasy on his face.

"Brother mu, you know the reason. There must be a way to solve it, brother Mu!" Don't ask, hurriedly pull Mu Yun, full of hope.

Don't ask, because you are excited, your voice becomes a little hoarse.

"I said it. I didn't finish. I interrupted me again!" Mu Yun took a root of grass in his mouth and groaned, "in fact, this wound is difficult to cure and also difficult. It can be said to be simple and simple."

"Really?" Mo Qingtian couldn't help but say excitedly, "if master Mu has a way, I will repay master Mu's saving grace in the future."

"I don't need you to pay back. I just watched Gan Lao, a powerful alchemist, lose. I couldn't bear it, so I opened my mouth."

Mu Yun didn't appreciate it at all: "Gan Lao, I promise, as long as you follow me for three months, after three months, you won't die and your injuries can all heal!"

Heal?

Mo Wen and Mo Qingtian were completely stunned. Their master's injury, even the master himself, affirmed that it was a miracle to live ten more years, not to mention recovery.

How can Mu Yun be so sure?

"Brother mu, this is no joke!" Even if you know that Muyun cured Qin Mengyao at the beginning, the injury on the blessed one is not comparable to that on Qin Mengyao at all.

"Do I look like a joker?" Mu Yun skimmed his lips, ignored Mo and asked them, and looked directly at Gan Lao: "how's it going?"

"Ha ha..."

Hearing Muyun's words, old Gan laughed and said, "you are very good at calculating, but even if you calculated it, I recognized it. I'm an alchemist with spirit and fire constitution. I'm really reluctant to give up."

"In that case, I'll report to class 9 of junior high school tomorrow. But one thing, Mu Yun, you should ensure that Su Xinran will be present in every class. Otherwise, even if I can spare you at that time, my two silly disciples can't spare you."

"Deal!"

Mu Yun promised happily.

You're kidding! He's made a lot of money this time. He's made a lot of money.

Based on his alchemy cultivation, it is not difficult to see that the injuries on GaN Lao's body are just those so-called injuries, which are actually the reaction caused by the hybridity of various elixirs after swallowing them.

What is really fatal is the compound reaction caused by the eight and nine elixirs. As long as the properties of those elixirs are completely decomposed and play a role one by one, we can prevent this kind of damage.

Others can't do it and can't see it, but he can!

If this can't be seen through, then he, the Immortal King of previous lives, just hit him with a piece of tofu and die.

Therefore, this kind of poison is difficult for others, but it is really simple for him.

And this elder Gan is the master of seven grade alchemy master Mo Qingtian and six grade alchemy master Mo Wen. With such a big face, I'm afraid that elder Gan is at least a seven grade alchemy master.

The whole Qixian college, who can invite a Qipin alchemist to give the students a class!

Although Mu Yun is also a super alchemist, he is lack of skills after all. The arrival of Gan Lao relieved him a lot of pressure.

The next day, an explosive news spread throughout the college.

The ninth Prince of the royal family, Huang Shangyu, was killed, and was killed in Leifeng court. He was killed openly!

For this matter, all kinds of news flow throughout the college.

But in any case, the spearhead is directed at Mu Yun.

The shepherd is the murderer.

But it's strange that the royal family didn't do anything when they knew that Muyun was the murderer.

Although the shepherd family is one of the five families, and Muyun is the head of the young clan, no matter what, the royal family also has a prince dead. Can we just bear it like this?

Meanwhile, in the Royal Palace, the emperor sat in his study.

The royal family, claiming to be the royal family of the Nanyun Empire, Huang Wuji, as the Royal patriarch, is also committed to putting every city and county of the whole Nanyun empire under the jurisdiction of the royal family.

However, the ideal is plump and the reality is skinny.

The royal family has developed for thousands of years. Instead of seizing the whole Nanyun Empire, it is a powerful family rising continuously.

The first was the Lin family, who was brought up by a talent against the sky.

Followed by the ancient family, and then the Xiao family.

The herdsmen, led by the patriarch Mu Qingyu, have developed for only more than ten years and have become five families.

The most important thing is that the weight of herdsmen in the five families is not light.

Today, Huang Wuji's face is very ugly!

Huang Shangyu, the ninth prince, is dead.

It was his son who died. Although he was not his favorite son, he was also a royal son. He was a prince.

And the man who killed him is a shepherd!

"Old six, Mo Qingtian really asked you to transform. Did you say it directly?"

"That's right!"

The sixth Prince Huang Shang Ke respectfully said, "father emperor, at that time, Mo Qingtian said directly and asked his son to tell his father that in the future, his son doesn't have to go to Qixian college."

"Just, just!"

Huang Wuji was powerless and said, "Mo Qingtian is the only seven grade alchemist in the Empire. His words still carry a lot of weight. They make him anxious. If he takes refuge in the shepherd, it will be a devastating blow to our royal family."

"Father, then... Did the ninth brother die like this?" Huang Shangke said angrily.

In his heart, he didn't care about Huang Shangyu's death at all. What he cared about was that he was humiliated by Mu Yun.

Mingming is an illegitimate son whose cultivation and status are not as good as his. How can he swallow this tone.

"Oh? Then tell me what to do?"

Huang Wuji asked, "the fool Huang Shangyu asked for his own destruction. It's not worth dying. Moreover, the trouble is not mu Yun, but Gan Lao. Do you know who he is?"

"Gan Jingyu! A generation of cloth clothes was once known as the first genius alchemist of the whole Nanyun empire. At that time, all alchemists were bullshit in front of him. At that time, the royal family, the ancient family, the Xiao family and the Lin family all tried to win him over. At that time, he was only 20 or 10 years old!"

"Later, he left the Nanyun Empire and entered into the terrible forces in Tianyun mainland, which was silent."

"When he came back again, he became a waste who could not refine pills. At that time, no one in the whole Nanyun Empire did not laugh at and satirize him, but he had been hidden in the Seven Sages college and was just a floor sweeper."

"Today, if you hadn't mentioned Mo Qingtian and Mo Wen calling him a teacher, I don't know that this old thing, Mo Qingtian and Mo Wen, were his disciples!"

"Just think, even if he has no alchemy means, he is a dying man, but the alchemy experience and means he has accumulated in his life are more valuable than a ground tool. Such a person is a great mine if he lives one day."

Hearing his father's words, Huang Shangke nodded, not arguing.

Who can imagine that Gan Jingyu, who has been unknown and almost forgotten, would be the master of Mo Qingtian and Mo Wen.

This time, he huangshangke, is completely planted!

"You don't have to feel bad. Xiao Jiu's death won't be so easy. It didn't make the shepherd bleed this time. It won't be so simple next time."

"Father means..."

"Don't bother about this. Just do what you're doing now. Since don't ask to drive you out of Qixian college, you'll stay in the palace and help me deal with some things. Our royal family, real masters, are no worse than those tutors of Qixian college."

"Yes!"

Huang Shangke nodded and smiled.

Father emperor's words are already very obvious!

Helping him deal with government affairs is enough to represent the importance of his father and Emperor.

What is lost is lost, what is gained is mulberry and elm. That's right.

……

Qixian college, Leifeng college, junior class 9!

Mu Yun was wearing a long black shirt and sat on the seat under the podium.

On the podium, Gan was bent and sat in a chair, slowly telling his lessons.

At his level, some alchemy knowledge was almost handy, and it was more than enough to explain these fledgling boys.

"The world is so big, why can the alchemist be so respected and on an equal footing with the alchemist? Because the most important thing for a martial artist is three things, martial arts, elixir and divine weapon. All three are indispensable. Only with powerful martial arts, supplemented by elixir and the power of divine weapon, can the martial artist give full play to his maximum value."

"This value may sometimes be the life of the warrior himself!"

"An alchemist, one to seven stars, also known as one to seven products, is just to distinguish between the level and the alchemist level. Most of them become several star alchemists. This star indicates not only your realm, but also your identity."

"Even when a seven star Alchemist is in a war zone, no one dares to provoke him. Once he provokes an alchemist, he may have a lot of powerful warriors behind him."

Gan Lao coughed and said, "today, I'll tell you something about alchemy and alchemist..."

Looking at Gan Lao on the platform, Mu Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

It's really troublesome for these more than 100 colleges to come to him for advice every day.

Now, the appearance of Gan Lao just makes up for this.

The lecture of a seven star Alchemist's Dandao master is absolutely rare in the world.

At the moment, outside the classroom, Mo Qingtian and Mo Wen are fidgeting.

Gan Lao is in poor health now. I'm afraid he can't hold up a class. Can he really go on like this?

But the appearance of Mo Qingtian and Mo Wen is really shocking. The whole junior class 9 students are completely boiling at this moment.

When the famous alchemists of the two empires appeared, it would be strange if they could keep calm.