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Chapter 77, Kuimu Soul-Chasing Nail, Great Success

"Thank you, Young Master Mu, and thank you, Fellow Daoist Mu. We still have to deal with the flooding in the Yuchen River, so we won't bother you any further."

After nearly two hours, Yun Fuhou and his group had used up all the bitter spirits to restore their energy, and the lost true energy in their bodies had been restored.

Yun Fuhou and Hu Cairan stood in front of the courtyard gate and bowed to Mu Yunsheng to express their gratitude.

The disciples from various families behind him all circulated their true energy throughout their bodies to resist the heavy rain in the night sky. Their clothes were clean and tidy, and they had regained the demeanor of disciples from the immortal families.

"Senior Yun, Senior Hu, you are too polite. If you want to eat the bitter spirit recovery noodles in the future, you can come and find Yun Sheng at any time."

Mu Yunsheng smiled in response, saying that the receipt of thirteen low-grade spirit stones had allowed him to make twenty-one portions of Grade C Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles and one portion of Grade B Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles in succession, which relieved him of some of the fatigue he had incurred.

"Haha~ Really? It's still six pounds of bitter wheat per portion." When Yun Fuhou heard Mu Yunsheng's words, his eyes lit up and he asked seriously with a smile.

The smile on Hu Cairan's face also widened a lot.

"Of course I won't cheat Senior Yun. It's still six pounds of bitter spirit wheat per portion." Mu Yunsheng smiled and nodded in reply. Although the profit earned from the C-quality bitter spirit recovery noodles is small, it is still nearly double the profit.

No matter what, he won't lose.

"Okay, then when I have time in the future, I'll come to Mu's place often to eat the bitter spirit-rejuvenating noodles. Goodbye!"

Yun Fuhou said this with a smile on his face. The figure wearing an ill-fitting and worn-out robe clasped his fists towards Mu Yunsheng and then started to leave.

"Farewell, Fellow Daoist Mu!" Hu Cairan also performed a Taoist salute to Mu Yunsheng, then turned and left.

"Hua~Hua~" The heavy rain continued in the dark night, making a loud noise. The figures of Yun Fuhou and his group of fifteen people gradually disappeared in the heavy rain, and rushed to the Yuchen River again to deal with the flood.

"Brother Yun Sheng, have Senior Yun and the others left?"

Shui Lin'er and Zhao Meiyu were in the living room of the wooden house. They cleaned up the leftover dishes from Yun Fuhou and his group and walked out of the wooden house.

"Yes," Mu Yunsheng nodded with a smile, then looked at Zhao Meiyu and said, "Meiyu, go practice first. You've worked hard tonight."

"Brother Yunsheng, please don't say such polite words. Brother Yunsheng, you have been providing Qingyun Lingmi to help me practice, but I have never said thank you to you, Brother Yunsheng."

"Brother Ruyunsheng does this again next time, I'll leave."

Zhao Meiyu said, looking at Mu Yunsheng with her heroic eyes, showing anger and sadness, and then she spoke.

"I just hope that we can be as busy as tonight, and Senior Yun and the others can come every day. That way, Brother Yun Sheng, you don't have to worry about earning our cultivation resources every day."

"Yes, Brother Yun Sheng, it would be great if Senior Yun and the others could come here every day in the future." Shui Lin'er also nodded in agreement. Yueya'er's eyes were filled with the hope that Yun Fuhou and the others could come here every day in the future.

She had finished her practice in the Qingyun Lingmi Lingtian more than half an hour ago, and then returned to the living room of the wooden house, where she and Zhao Meiyu greeted Yun Fuhou and his group.

Help Mu Yunsheng bring the prepared bitter spirit healing noodles from the kitchen to Yun Fuhou and the others.

"Okay, Brother Yunsheng, I won't say it anymore." Mu Yunsheng saw Zhao Meiyu's angry and sad face, and said with a smile seriously, then looked at the direction where Yun Fuhou and others left in the night rain, and continued.

"They should come again. After all, controlling the flooding of the Yuchen River is no easy task. Besides, the C-grade bitter spirit recovery noodles we sell are much cheaper than the Huanglong Jade Bud Pills that restore true essence."

As Mu Yunsheng spoke, a smile appeared on his face with a hint of anticipation. As for Yun Fuhou and his group, why didn't they use the more convenient Huanglong Jade Bud Pill to restore their depleted true essence?

Instead, she ran to him late at night to eat the bitter spirit recovery noodles that required waiting. Mu Yunsheng knew roughly why.

Five days passed in a blink of an eye.

The heavy rain in the Yuxu Lingtian area for several days finally subsided, as if the black-feathered mysterious snake that transformed into a dragon was killed in the poisonous fog in Wanze Ridge.

The heavy rain that had plagued the Yuxu Lingtian area for several days was finally running out of steam and was about to dissipate.

Until the sixth day, in the Yuxu Lingtian area where drizzle was drifting, the long-lost sun even appeared in the sky, at the same time as the drizzle at Youshi.

I think it won’t take long before the drizzle floating in the sky of the Yuxu Lingtian area will completely dissipate.

This celestial phenomenon brought smiles to the faces of many spiritual farmers in the Yuxu Spiritual Field. They hurriedly walked into the spiritual fields they were caring for to treat the spiritual rice plants that were damaged by the heavy rain for several days.

In the past five days, Yun Fuhou, Hu Cairan and the others did exactly as Mu Yunsheng had guessed. They came to Mu Yunsheng every day to eat the bitter spirit recovery noodles to restore their depleted true essence.

The amount of Grade C bitter spirit recovery noodles consumed every day would not be less than twenty portions, of which Yun Fuhou consumed nearly half alone.

Hu Cairan still eats a portion of B-grade bitter spirit recovery noodles every day to restore her depleted true essence.

During these five days, Shui Lin'er and Zhao Meiyu sold some bitter spirit recovery noodles by giving away jade-scaled green spirit fish meat.

In addition, there are guards from the Liu family’s spiritual field and the care from guards from other families’ spiritual fields in the Yuxu spiritual field.

During the past five days, Mu Yunsheng sold more than thirty portions of Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles every day. In one day, he even sold thirty-six portions of Class C Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles and three portions of Class B Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles.

Created a new record.

Therefore, Mu Yunsheng asked Zhao Meiyu to go to Qihe Market and buy another thirty Sheep's Foot Recovery Roots, but by now, half of them had been used up.

The good news was that on the second day, after the heavy rain in the Yuxu Lingtian area began to subside, merchant ships from Xuanshoumen to Qihefang City and Yuxu Lingtian were also able to pass through.

Zhao Meiyu went there and returned on a merchant ship. She was safe and sound throughout the journey and nothing else happened.

"Kuimu Hidden Soul Nail, go!"

The Qingyun Spiritual Rice Field at Kan No. 27 is in the backyard of the wooden house.

The seal in Mu Yunsheng's hand condensed, and three dark wooden thorns as dark as shadows emerged silently, and then there was no spiritual fluctuation and no sound.

He quickly flew towards a mound of earth in front of him.

"Puff~Puff~" Three slight sounds of wood piercing into the ground were heard. Three dark wooden thorns as dark as shadows penetrated deeply into the pile of earth, and then exploded, turning into thousands of tiny wooden thorns, pushing and destroying the interior of the pile of earth.

"I have finally mastered the Kuimu Soul-Chasing Nail spell. Next, I will focus on the Blazing Flame Saber spell. During this period of time, I have gained a lot of insights into the Blazing Flame Saber spell."

Mu Yunsheng felt in his mind the changes in the Kuimu Soul-Chasing Nail after it had been cultivated to perfection and pierced into the earth pile. A smile appeared on his face and he nodded with satisfaction.

He had been practicing the magic of defending himself against the enemy for a long time, and finally he mastered a magic of attacking the enemy, the Kuimu Hidden Soul Nail.

The only thing Mu Yunsheng had not made any obvious progress in comprehending was the last sentence of the secret method of making Qianqing Floating Cloud Noodles left by Zhu Daochang, the secret word to activate spiritual charm.

"Brother Yun Sheng, the fellow Daoists from the Yun family who ate the bitter spirit to restore their spirit have arrived. There are three of them this time."

Shui Lin'er walked out of the backyard gate and shouted to Mu Yunsheng. She was wearing a headscarf and was cleaning the wooden house with Zhao Meiyu.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Mu Yunsheng replied with a smile, tidied his clothes, and walked towards the wooden house with Shui Lin'er.

In the living room of the log cabin,

Three cultivators from the Yun family were sitting in the living room, chatting and laughing, drinking the tea that Zhao Meiyu had prepared for them. They were all young, the oldest of them was only the same age as Mu Yunsheng, twenty-three years old, and had reached the third level of Qi Refining.

The youngest was no more than sixteen, with tender yellow hair still growing on his mouth. At that moment, there were only the three of them in the living room, with no other cultivators consuming the bitter spirit recovery noodles.

"Muling Chef!"

When Mu Yunsheng walked into the living room, the oldest member of the Yun family immediately stood up with the other two members of the Yun family beside him and greeted Mu Yunsheng.

Although they were both at the third level of Qi Refining and were also members of a family, he did not look down on Mu Yunsheng at all.

"Fellow Daoist Yun Zhongge." Mu Yunsheng also had a smile on his face as he returned the greeting to the oldest disciple of the Yun family.

Over the past few days, he has almost recognized all the monks and disciples from the Yun family and Qingmu Temple who came here to consume the bitter spirit to restore their energy noodles.

However, Mu Yunsheng did not recognize the two Yun family members that Yun Zhongge brought with him. He thought they should be new members of the Yun family.

"Three portions of Grade C bitter spirit recovery noodles?" Mu Yunsheng asked Yun Zhongge after returning the gift.

"Hmm~ Thank you for troubling Chef Mu Ling. These are my two cousins. They are here today to help control the flooding of the Yuchen River. They are Yun Zhongze and Yun Zhongpu."

Yun Zhongge replied with a smile, and then introduced the two rather young and immature Yun family members beside him to Mu Yunsheng, and called out to them, "Come and meet Mu Lingchu."

"Yun Zhongze, Yun Zhongpu greet Mu Lingchu." Yun Zhongze and the other two bowed hurriedly, with curiosity in their eyes, secretly looking at Mu Yunsheng.

It was just like when Yun Zhongge and the others came for the first time.

"There's no need to be so polite, fellow Taoists. I'll go make some bitter spirit recovery noodles for you," Mu Yunsheng replied, then walked towards the kitchen.

Maybe it was because of the collision that occurred late at night six days ago, or maybe it was because he was really busy controlling the flood in the Yuchen River.

After Yun Fuhou, Hu Cairan and the others left that night, they came to Mu Yunsheng in batches to eat the bitter spirit recovery noodles.

There is no longer any Yun family or Qingmu Temple disciples who came with them to control the flood of Yuchen River to come to Mu Yunsheng to eat the bitter spirit recovery noodles.

However, this also reduced the pressure on Mu Yunsheng to produce the Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles in one go.

"Brother Yun Zhongge, is this bitter spirit recovery noodle really as delicious as you say? Is it as delicious as roasted pigeon? Is the bitter spirit wheat really as bitter?"

Yun Zhongpu, the youngest, saw Mu Yunsheng walk into the kitchen and asked Yun Zhongge curiously, his face wrinkled at the end.

Obviously, he had suffered a lot from the bitter wheat.

"This is spiritual food. Don't compare it to your roasted pigeon. You'll know after you eat it. It can also restore your true energy."

Yun Zhongge said with a smile, glanced at Yun Zhongpu unhappily, then sat down, his eyes filled with the aftertaste of the delicious bitter spirit healing noodles.

Although he had been eating the bitter spirit recovery noodles every day in the past few days, he did not feel sick of it at all.

The delicious taste of the Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles emanates from the spiritual aura, reaching directly into the mind of the cultivator, and will not be greasy like ordinary food.

This is the difference between spiritual food and ordinary food. If a person eats delicious ordinary food every day, he will eventually get tired of it, but this is not the case with spiritual food.

"Brother Yun Zhongge, the heavy rain near the Yuxu Spiritual Field area has stopped, and the water level of the Yuchen River will no longer rise. We will take care of the flood control of the Yuchen River."

"It should be almost over."

Yun Zhongze saw Yun Zhongge sitting down, so he sat down too and replied.

"No, it's still early. It will take at least a month." Yun Zhongge replied. The smile on his face disappeared. He sighed with a frown and continued.

"The Liu family, the previous owner of the Spiritual Pill, has instructed us to thoroughly sort out the flooding problem of the Yunchen River and reinforce all the dams in the flood-prone areas of the Yunchen River within the territory of the Liu family's mortal dynasty, and widen and deepen the drainage channels."

"If we want to perfect all of these, it will take a month to lay the foundation. If we take two to three months, or even four to five months, we won't be able to complete them."

"Will the Yun family and Qingmu Temple be busy for so long?" Mu Yunsheng was grinding bitter wheat in the kitchen. When he heard the conversation between Yun Zhongge and the others, he felt surprised and astonished.

He also thought that the Yun family and Qingmu Temple would complete the task assigned by the Liu family by dealing with the flooding of the Yunchen River caused by the recent heavy rains, and would return to their respective mountain gates.

I didn't expect that we would have to reinforce and widen the various river dams and drainage channels around the Yuchen River within the Liu Family Mortal Dynasty.

"The Liu family is completely treating the cultivators of Qingmu Temple and the Yun family like cattle."

Mu Yunsheng shook his head and said, circulating his true energy to grind the bitter spirit wheat without any confusion or mistakes.

The skill of making bitter spirit wheat has broken through to Grade B quality. After gaining more insights, Mu Yunsheng can now greatly shorten the time of making bitter spirit recovery noodles, including the time of awakening the bitter spirit recovery dough.

It will take about two quarters of an hour to make the bitter spirit recovery noodles.

"Why? The Liu family is treating us like mortals. In order to help their mortals control the flood, the cultivators in our Yun family have given up their cultivation and even have to prepare their own elixirs to restore their true essence and food."

"Clan sister Xiaorou has been accompanying Liu Zhiyong, the Liu family guard. Let Clan sister Xiaorou ask what's going on."

"I think it must be that Liu Zhiyong who is just too ambitious and wants our Yun family and Qingmu Temple to gain some credit for him."

Yun Zhongze spoke with an angry and indignant tone on his young and immature face.

"Brother Zhongze, what are you talking about!"

Yun Zhongge was startled, sighed, and frowned. He sat up straight in an instant, and hurriedly covered Yun Zhongze's mouth in panic and fear, looking around the living room.

After seeing that there was no one else in the living room, let alone any cultivators from the Liu family.

Yun Zhongge finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Yun Zhongze seriously, released the hand that was covering his mouth, and warned him.

"Brother Zhongze, you must not say such things again, otherwise I will blame you for not caring about our brotherly love and sending you to the clan leader."

"Zhongpu, you too!"

"Yes, Brother Yun Zhongge." There was fear in Yun Zhongpu's eyes, and he nodded quickly in agreement.

"Yes, Brother Yun Zhongge, Zhongze knows." Yun Zhongze also lowered his head, but there was still anger and injustice in his eyes.

"Okay~" Yun Zhongge felt relieved again when he saw that both of them agreed, but he still wasn't completely relieved.

He turned his head and looked at the kitchen where Mu Yunsheng was making the bitter spirit recovery noodles.

"Hey~ What's going on, Tianlong!"

Mu Yunsheng was kneading the bitter spirit recovery dough in the kitchen, with distress in his eyes and a silent sigh, causing the bitter spirit recovery dough in his hands to have a slight difference in the spiritual fusion and the quality dropped a bit.

The mind summoned Tianlong.

"Sha~Sha~" A five-foot-long dragon with a red head, black back and yellow feet crawled out from Mu Yunsheng's sleeve, went along his arm, around his shoulder, and crawled silently towards the door of the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)