"This civilization..."

Lin Mu was very shocked by this. The dragon civilization in his master's memory was also called Chinese Civilization. This kind of civilization was vast, long-standing, and frightening.

This kind of civilization had lasted for thousands of years, with the emergence of such peerless masterpieces as the Book of Changes, the Tao Te Ching and the Analects of Confucius.

What shocked him the most was that the unique alchemy of Chinese civilization, stressing Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, and the unity of heaven and man, which was miraculous and incomparable.

For those who had mastered the art, they could become living dead, skin wrapped with bones and even lived forever.

His master Wu Qingyun was a master of alchemy. Through alchemy, he had reached the realm of breaking vanity. If it weren't for the accident, Lin Mu was afraid he would have become a fairy god.

Alchemy pharmacists could be divided into apprentices, alchemists, alchemy masters, alchemy quasi-grandmasters and alchemy grandmasters!

Lin Mu clearly remembered that three years ago, an ordinary alchemist came to Xichuan City. On that day, a violent storm broke out and all the noble families swarmed. Those family heads who were high above were trying their bests to flatter and please in front of the alchemist.

As a member of the Lin Clan, Lin Mu had the honor to meet the alchemist. But he felt that the alchemist's alchemy was simply vulgar compared with his master's alchemy.

"Now, I'm rich." Lin Mu couldn't help drooling and his heart was pounding with excitement.

He had integrated the memory of his master, so he had no shortage of alchemy theory, but all he lacked was practical experience.

What's more, he had an alchemist gourd!

As long as the elixir had been refined before, it was only needed to put in the corresponding medicinal materials and it would automatically refine them into elixirs.

It could also improve the quality of elixirs!

It could be said that the alchemist gourd itself is an "alchemist master".

Lin Mu could already imagine how much wealth this alchemist gourd would bring to himself.

Even as long as he wanted to, he could immediately become an alchemist grandmaster in the eyes of others.

Of course, Lin Mu would not be so foolish to expose himself. The world today respected the strong. If he didn't have enough strength to keep secrets and wealth, what he got would eventually belong to others.

He was sure that if he refined elixirs and leaked his identity, he would soon be controlled by others. This was still a relatively minor situation he would encounter. If it was serious, others would house arrest him forever and make him a puppet of alchemy.

When Lin Mu was immersed in alchemy, memories of Wu Qingyun finally were fully integrated with his consciousness.

The vast majority of these memories were pure memories with only a small amount of residual energy. But Wu Qingyun was a very powerful person, thus even if only a little residual energy is amazing for Lin Mu!

"Hey? My cultivation base?" Lin Mu woke up suddenly. He closed his eyes and meditated, sensing his martial meridians, which made him immediately startled.

After the third martial meridian, the root meridian had formed, the umbilical meridian of the fourth martial meridian condensed at an incredible speed. Soon it was completely formed.

"The fourth level."

Lin Mu slowly opened his eyes and looked out of the window.

The bright moonlight was like a woman's hands, gently touching the world just like a dream.

In a short span of two days, his cultivation base had continuously improved by two levels, which was like a dream to him.

But Lin Mu knew very well that even if six senses could be deceiving, the memory in his mind could not deceive him.

In addition, he had gained more than the cultivation base. At this time, his realm had not become unstable due to rapid ascension but had become extremely stable due to the integration of his master's little energy.

His martial meridians seemed to have been baptized by the spiritual spring.

Lin Mu felt that his foundation was more than ten times stronger than before.

The Nine Absolute Scriptures, the Immortal-Killing Flying Dagger, the alchemy that embodied the essence of heaven and earth, the improvement of cultivation base and the transformation of foundations, these surprises were constantly appearing. On this night, Lin Mu slept soundly.

However, another teenager in the other courtyard looked restless and walked around in the room.

"How could this happen? Why didn't that little bastard die?"

The young man was dressed magnificently and looked gloomy. He seemed unable to believe it.

"Fourth Young Master, who are you talking about that is not dead?"

Another young man stood opposite the gloomy young man and asked in surprise. This person was Lin Zhaojun.

"Nothing." Knowing that he had said something improper, the gloomy teenager immediately changed the subject, "Are you sure it was him? You were defeated by him?"

"Fourth Young Master, how dare I cheat you? Many people at the livestock farm saw the situation at that time. Look at my chest and the wounds left by his fist."

Lin Zhaojun felt scared and hateful of Lin Mu, gnashing his teeth, "Fourth Young Master, you must give me justice."

"You useless waste, you still have the dignity to say so." The gloomy boy waved his hand in disgust, "Go first. Don't worry. I won't let Lin Mu feel good. Even if you are a dog, you are now my Lin Feilong's dog, and he does not have the qualification to teach you."

After Lin Zhaojun had left, Lin Feilong's face became ferocious immediately, "You are all a group of waste. Gao Jianfeng even vowed to have killed Lin Mu. Why is this little bastard still so full of vitality?"

He was the one who secretly let Gao Jianfeng and Gao Lanyue enter Meteorite Lake before.

"No way. I must get rid of this little bastard as soon as possible."

Lin Feilong's eyes showed a malicious sense.

In fact, although he hated Lin Mu at the beginning, he had no deep hatred with Lin Mu. He was just bought by Gao Jianfeng, but now he couldn't stop.

If the news of murdering his fellow brother was leaked out, even if he did not take part in the plot, the trouble he would face would be enormous.

The next day.

Bafang Restaurant.

This was the most luxurious restaurant in the south of Xichuan City.

"My father told me before that as long as I hand the token to the shopkeeper here, it will be all right."

A figure appeared at the door of the restaurant and this person was exactly Lin Mu.

When Lin Mu entered the restaurant, his brows wrinkled up. Today, there were many familiar faces from the Lin Clan in this restaurant.

The people sitting at the nearest table were Lin Feilong and Lin Zhaojun.

Lin Mu vaguely realized something was wrong, but he didn't think much. Now his top priority was to give the token to the shopkeeper of Bafang Restaurant and let him settle Lin Xiaowan.

He chose to ignore Lin Feilong and others and walked directly to the counter.

"Fourth Young Master, that is Lin Mu, the waste." Lin Zhaojun looked at Lin Mu with resentment.

"If he is a waste, wouldn't you be worse than a waste?" Lin Feilong smiled coldly, "I really didn't expect him to have the face to come here today."

Lin Zhaojun was often abused by Lin Feilong, which made him feel uncomfortable, but he hid it well.

Thinking that Lin Mu now also mastered some crooked ways, he said after some thoughts, "You see, he even ignored you and went straight here."

]"Hmm?" Lin Feilong saw that it was so, which made his face suddenly become gloomy.

In normal times, because of his own low strength, Lin Mu always stuck to the principle of not meddling, so when he saw Lin Feilong and others, he would just walk away.

However, he had something important to do today and this was the public place. He thought that Lin Feilong and others should not behave too much by caring about their clan’s dignity, so he didn't think so much.

"Stop." However, when he was just passing by Lin Feilong's table, he heard Lin Feilong's imperative voice.

Lin Mu ignored him and moved on.

"You waste, how dare you?" Lin Feilong was furious and pushed the table sharply, blocking Lin Mu's way.

"Leave me alone. Am I in your way?" Lin Mu could only stop and looked at Lin Feilong coldly.