Shamanism kills the god

"Mountains are not high, there are fairies, there are spirits; water is not deep, there are fish, there are spirits..."

Early in the morning, when the genius was dimly lit, there was a burst of reading in a small courtyard made of green bricks. .

Inside the window, sat a frail scholar with delicate features and thin body, holding an ancient book in his hand.Looking through the window, the rolling mountains in the distance are shrouded in the white mist in the morning. A gust of cold wind blows through, bringing a chill, and the mind is extraordinarily clear.Maybe it was because the voice was a little louder when he was enjoying himself, which caused a cough. When he lowered his head and looked carefully, he could faintly see a few strands of blood on the handkerchief.

"The Way of Immortals, the Way of Buddhism, the Way of Witchcraft, the Way of the World, the Way is not the Way, all the Ways, what exactly is the Way?"

After a secret sigh, Mu Feng put down the "Guangling Sanji" in his hand, and fell silent, his face a little sad.

After spring, not only did my body not improve, but it got worse and worse.Perhaps, as the quack said ten years ago, time is numbered.The more this happened, the more precious time felt, and he wished he could read all the books in Mu Mansion in one day.Although I have read the scriptures and learned a lot, I have always been unable to understand what is the true way.

The book "Guangling Sanji" in my hand is very interesting. It contains everything about astronomy and geography. According to legend, it is a note written by a man named Guangling Jun when he traveled around the world a long time ago.It not only records a lot of customs, but also records a lot of history, including the Wumen that has been lost for hundreds of millions of years.

Although there are only a few words, "uphold the heaven and earth, and die after death" portrays the essence of the legendary Wumen, and I don't know if it is true or not.

"Feng'er, today is the family's baptism in the pool of blood once every ten years, it's time to go out!" While Mu Feng pondered, a woman opened the door curtain and walked in.

About 35 years old, the patched Gebu robe on his body is a bit simple, even shabby, but it still can't hide his delicate face and slim figure.It's just that his face was a little pale and haggard, as if he was sick from overwork.

Mu Feng put down the "Guangling Sanji" in his hand, with a bitter expression on his face, "Mother, I will take the entrance examination soon, otherwise, I will not go today!"

The Tongtian Dynasty established the country with martial arts, and martial arts became popular. The powerful and powerful families paid more attention to the cultivation of the younger generation, and the Mu family was no exception.It's a pity that Mu Feng suffered from a serious illness when he was young, and his tendons were severely damaged. As a result, he was unable to practice and became weak and sickly.The blood pool baptism once every ten years is a turning point in life for ordinary family children, and they have long been looking forward to it, but it is almost meaningless to Mu Feng.

"No promise!"

Situ Qing's face turned cold, and he looked at his discouraged son severely, "A man should be like your father when he was alive, with ambition, ambition, and backbone. Learn the truth by studying literature, and strengthen your body by practicing martial arts. As long as you have the opportunity, No matter how small the hope is, you have to give it a try, let alone such a big event as the baptism every ten years. If you shrink back because you are concerned about others’ ridicule, you don’t need to study, and you will still be worthless even if you are named on the gold list in the future!”

"Mother taught me that!" Mu Feng was a little ashamed, hesitated for a while, and summoned up his courage to ask, "Mother, my father... what kind of person is he?"

"In the eyes of some clansmen, your father Mu Yuan is a sinner, but in the eyes of your mother, he is a great hero, a great legalist with strong bones!" Situ Qing said firmly, talking about her husband who had been dead for many years, her eyes There is a trace of happiness and tenderness rippling.

Dafa?

Mu Feng muttered to himself, seeming to understand but half understanding, seeing that his mother was unwilling to say more, and did not dare to ask further questions.After taking a bath and changing clothes, he walked out of the house under the watchful eye of his mother, and went to the important training ground of Mu Mansion, a blood pond that was heavily guarded in the past and was strictly forbidden to approach. . After walking for a while, I stopped to rest for a while, sweating profusely.After walking for a long time, I saw that the square outside the blood pool was almost full of family members who had rushed back from all over the place, crowds of people.

Since a serious injury more than ten years ago, the power of the Mu Mansion has dropped drastically, but in the border town of Jianning, it still has deep roots and has a strength that cannot be underestimated.

At the entrance of the square, a row of guards in heavy armor stood on the left and right, majestic and majestic.Every child from the family who participated in the baptism bowed their heads solemnly to salute, but Mu Feng, who was wearing a green robe of Gebu, was ignored intentionally or unintentionally when he passed by.Although they are all the children of the family, but a down-and-out scholar who can't cultivate, his status is not even as good as a guard!

"Hey, isn't this the little sick ghost who can't cultivate, the little sinner, why, come to the baptism today?"

A young man in Chinese clothes suddenly came out from the side, blocking Mu Feng's path, looked him up and down, and deliberately said in public, "You come to join in the fun even though you know you can't practice, is this too thick-skinned, or is it out of control? Hahaha, no Show yourself with some piss, not afraid that your dirty body and blood will defile the sacred pool of blood!"

"Hahaha, that's right, overreaching!"

"Their mother and son should have been kicked out a long time ago, and they still have the face to participate in the baptism every ten years. Pooh!"

……

Behind the young man in Huayi, a large group of family disciples and guards surrounded him, watching Mu Feng laughing and gesticulating.

It is him again!

Looking at the second young master Mu Qingyuan, who was wearing Chinese clothes and deliberately yelled in public, trying to embarrass himself, Mu Feng clenched his fists hard, wishing to rush up and break his nose, and pull out his vicious vicious bitch like a vicious woman. Tongue.But thinking about the consequences, thinking about the sad eyes of his mother, he had to suppress it forcibly, and his chest rose and fell sharply.Without saying a word, he walked around coldly.

One day, when I am nominated on the gold list and become a high-ranking official, I will justify my father's name and seek a settlement with you scumbags!

Mu Feng secretly swears in his heart!

That's right, the Tongtian Dynasty established the country with martial arts, and martial arts became popular, but after the founding of the country, it ruled the country with literature, and the status of literati was far higher than that of generals.A frail scholar who doesn't know how to practice, as long as he is named on the gold list one day, he will definitely be awarded an official title.At that time, crushing these croaking guys is like crushing a few ants!

"Hey, your face is so ugly, your eyes are so cold, are you still not convinced, very unconvinced?"

After being humiliated in public, the second young master Mu Qingyuan, who was dressed in Chinese clothes, chuckled and blocked Mu Feng's path with a side step, obviously not planning to let it go, "Didn't the book say that a man can bend and stretch? Think If you want to go there, you can go through your grandfather and me, and you can participate in the baptism like everyone else. Otherwise, go as far as you can. I am in a good mood today, and I don’t have the same knowledge as you. Otherwise, I will just throw you Get out, hahaha!"

"That's right, go through, hurry up!"

"Hahaha, it turns out that you are a scholar who is useless, go through, go through..."

……

As soon as the second young master Mu Qingyuan finished speaking, many people booed loudly, waiting to see a good show.Seeing this scene, some passing clansmen frowned, as if they couldn't stand it anymore, but no one came up to stop it.After all, there was no point in offending the heart and soul of the elder Chuangong for the sake of an ordinary disciple with no power or influence.

"Step aside……"

Mu Feng's voice was hoarse, his anger reached the extreme, and the veins in his hands were bulging.

Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated!

Looking at Mu Qingyuan who was arrogant and arrogant, his breath was heavy, as if there was a fire burning in his body, his blood was boiling hot, and he rushed forward desperately knowing that he was invincible!

The footsteps moved, and the next moment, thinking of my mother who was suffering from overwork, in order not to add trouble and worry to her, I had to forcefully suppress the anger in my heart again, "Your grandpa and my grandpa are brothers, now , You said you want to be my grandfather, so, who is your real grandfather, your brother? Your father, in turn, is your son, or your nephew?"

Hahaha……

Hearing what Mu Feng said, many onlookers couldn't help laughing.This guy Mu Qingyuan can't read two words, and he is used to being arrogant in the mansion, but he didn't expect that this time he would shoot himself in the foot with a stone.I'm always used to the arrogance of my grandfather, and I don't even look at who is standing in front of me.

"You..., you are courting death!"

Amid the people's ridicule, Mu Qingyuan's face flushed like a pig's liver, and she became angry from embarrassment.He took a sharp step forward, with murderous intent, "Mu Feng, I'll give you one last chance, get out! The pool of blood is not something a sinner like you can defile, so get out as far as you can. Otherwise, I'll tear you apart today! "

Although he was too drunk at a young age and his body was empty, Mu Qingyuan was still imposing with one step forward.The strength of the middle stage of the mortal realm is fully displayed, enough to tear an ordinary person who can't cultivate into pieces alive.It is possible to cultivate to this level by idleness all day long, and I don't know how many valuable and precious medicines were wasted.

"Tear it?"

Mu Feng sneered, and looked at Mu Qingyuan who was full of sternness without fear, "Article 130 of the Mu Mansion Law, those who fight privately in the mansion, seven lashes; In severe cases, you will be sent to prison. Mu Qingyuan, you think that you can do whatever you want as the grandson of the elder Chuangong, do you think that Mu Mansion is your family's Mu Mansion?"

The Mu family's family law is strict, and the whip used in the whipping punishment is not an ordinary horse whip, but a long tiger bone whip made from tiger bone.

With one whip, even a master in the mortal realm would be torn apart, unable to bear a few blows.Decades ago, there was a master at the peak of the mortal realm who was arrested by the elders of the criminal law for attempting to molest his sister-in-law, and was beaten to death in public with a long tiger bone whip.From then on, when it came to whipping, everyone in the Mu residence turned pale.

"You..., looking for death! Alright, I'll tear you up and see who dares to punish me!"

The tougher Mu Feng was, the angrier Mu Qingyuan became.I've always been used to being arrogant, and even a humble and frail scholar can't be cured in public, so what's the matter?

Out of embarrassment and ugliness, he let out a roar, and suddenly kicked up, sweeping towards Mu Feng's head, fiercely.As a warrior in the middle stage of the mortal realm, although he is not a master, his strength is astonishing.With this kick, I am afraid that even a huge boulder will be split in two!

"Ah..., if you step down this step, is it still worth it?"

"Quickly tell the deacon elders, hurry up, something is going to happen!"

……

Seeing that Mu Qingyuan really made a move, and that his move was a fatal move, without mercy, all the onlookers exclaimed in unison.Everyone knows that Mu Feng has been unable to cultivate since he was a child, and is also weak and sick.Even a burly man might not be able to bear Mu Qingyuan's foot, let alone Mu Feng, a frail scholar?

call……

Before Mu Qingyuan's powerful and heavy legs got close, a gust of wind rushed towards him.In an instant, Mu Feng, who was standing motionless, felt a stabbing pain on his face, and the long hair on his head was thrown back suddenly, as if encountering a sudden hurricane.

"Scum!"

Mu Feng let out a loud shout, puffed out his chest and retracted his stomach, with a dignified air, he raised his head to face the bully Mu Qingyuan, "Zhuzi, how dare you?"

Seeing Mu Qing's heavy legs so close at hand, the onlookers cried out in shock, but Mu Feng, who bore the brunt of it, showed no signs of fear.

This guy Mu Qingyuan has always been arrogant, if he wanted to make a move, he would have done it long ago, why would he need to stay here for so long?Apparently, it was because they were afraid that today would be different from the past, so they did not dare to make any big moves in the baptism.Although he is aggressive now, but at most it's just a show, Liang doesn't dare to make a real move!

call……

The piercing wind stopped abruptly!

At the last moment, Mu Qingyuan's heavy legs came to an abrupt stop!

"Okay, boy, you have the guts, let's go!"

Mu Qingyuan's face was ashen, and she gave Mu Feng a fierce look, and left with many guards resentfully.

A frail scholar dares to contradict him, what is it if he is not looking for death?

Looking at the stinky and hard Mu Feng, he wished he could wring his neck and kill him.But as Mu Feng expected, he didn't dare!

I really didn't dare to do anything today, even if I gave him the guts of a leopard!

Before going out today, grandpa had already strictly told him not to make trouble today, otherwise, the family law will take care of him!The tiger bone long whip in the hands of the criminal law elder is not for people to watch and play with!

Today's bullying, one day, I will pay back twice as much!

Looking at Mu Qingyuan who turned to leave, Mu Feng clenched his fists tightly.It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, and he believes that day will not be long, so he took a deep breath and strode forward.Not far away, the blood was tumbling in the air above the blood pool, and there was a faint roar of tigers and thunder, and the baptism once every ten years was about to begin.

"Okay, he really has backbone, exactly like his father!"

"It's a good thing to have a backbone, but it's not good to offend the second young master Mu Qingyuan. After today, he will be in trouble, and it's hard to say how long he can live!"

"That's right, backbone, what's the use of backbone, can it be eaten as food?"

"Hey, if Mu Yuan, Mu Feng's father, is still around, who would dare to act presumptuously in front of him?"

"That's right, the Taifu who is under one person and above hundreds of millions of people! If Mu Yuan is still there, how could our Mu Mansion have declined to what it is today, and how could his only son have fallen to this point?"

……

Looking at Mu Feng's firm and indomitable back, people whispered, shook their heads and sighed from time to time.