Shamanism kills the god

Under the leadership of Jing Wushuang, Mu Feng quickly came to the ghost mother. .

I don't know if it's a psychological effect or what, but I feel that the Yinfeng Cave is colder than usual.The ghost mother sitting upright on the top gave a half-smile, which gave people a feeling of fright.

"Mu Feng, do you want to wake up your big brother, Sky Tiger?"

The ghost mother gave Mu Feng a meaningful look, her tone was flat.

"miss you!"

Mu Feng blurted out.

Although I don't know what kind of medicine the ghost mother is buried in the gourd, but as long as she can save Tianhu, she has no hesitation like Jing Wushuang.

Seeing that he didn't hesitate, the ghost mother nodded, "Okay, then do you want to quickly break through the bottleneck and increase your cultivation speed?"

"miss you!"

Mu Feng nodded resolutely, looking at the ghost mother who was pretending to be mysterious, his doubts became heavier.

Three years later, it will be a life-and-death battle with Mu Tie.At that time, no one will be able to help me anymore, and everything will depend on my own hard work and hard work!

Now, I am in the middle of the mortal realm, and Mu Tie is at the peak of the mortal realm. There is a difference of two levels. What about three years later?

I will improve, but Mu Tie will also improve.Moreover, as a great disciple of Chuan Gong and a successor of the Ruthless Sword, Mu Tie's advantages and resources in cultivation can be said to be unique and incomparable.Now that he has broken through to the peak of the mortal realm, three years later, I don't know what kind of realm he will cultivate to!

Thinking of Mu Tie, a formidable enemy who is aloof, Mu Feng is full of longing for great power!

Facing the ghost mother's question, there was no hesitation in my heart, and there was nothing to hide.

"Okay, now, there is a way to wake up your big brother, Sky Tiger, and also allow you to quickly improve your strength. However, there are many dangers, and you may never be able to come back once you go. Are you afraid?" The ghost mother smiled faintly. , looking down at the tall and straight Mu Feng coldly.The overall situation is under control, as if he knows everything in his chest, and he has the whole world in his hands.

"Not afraid!"

Mu Feng looked at the ghost mother sitting on top with a calm expression, and then said: "The ancients said that a gentleman should stand up and strive for self-improvement. Mu Feng lost his father when he was young, and his family was poor. If he was afraid of everything, he might have I’m starving to death on the street. If there’s anything you can do, mother-in-law, please tell me!”

"Okay, a good gentleman should stand up and strive for self-improvement!"

The ghost mother suddenly stood up, her gaze sharp.He took out the pen and paper from under the table, and with a flick of the pen, he wrote a few lines of large characters.

After folding the white paper, wrap it with tarpaulin layer by layer, "Mu Feng, take this letter and escort Shuang'er to set off. It's not too late. I'll leave tomorrow morning. Don't ask too much, I've already told you the reason of the matter." Shuang'er, if you don't know, ask her on the way. Remember, when you arrive at the Poison Sect, please say hello to the head sister for me! This jade pupil tube is put away, it is the fourth change of Yinfengzhen, the word 'swallow'. Cultivate hard and protect Shuang'er along the way!"

Poison sect?

Mu Feng was startled, and reached out to grab the oilcloth and jade pupils thrown by the ghost mother, with many doubts in his heart; but seeing that the ghost mother had closed her eyes, and gusts of sinister wind were blowing in her face, she had to carry the unconscious Tianhu on her back. Exit with Jing Wushuang and return to the Mu Mansion at the foot of the mountain.

"Hahaha, bitch, Murong Bi, you bitch! This time I'll see how you fight with me, how you die, hahaha, hahahaha..."

Seeing the backs of Mu Feng and Jing Wushuang going away, the ghost mother who was sitting above suddenly opened her eyes, laughed loudly, with a ferocious expression on her face.Laughing and laughing, suddenly crying, crying and laughing, like crazy.

When she was looking crazy in the Yinfeng Cave, Mu Feng and Jing Wushuang had already arrived at a high hill, looking at Jianning City at the foot of the mountain.On the way, under Jing Wushuang's explanation, I gradually understood what was going on.Jing Wushuang didn't mention the real secret, but only told him to go to Jianshui, thousands of miles away, to see the Patriarch of the Poison Sect.

"Yanghun pill, bring the dead back to life, there really is such a good pill, how can it be so easy to ask for?"

Recalling the flickering smirk on Ghost Mother's face, Mu Feng's face was filled with gloom, a bad premonition lingered all the time, and she always felt that Ghost Mother, an old witch, seemed uneasy and kind.But after much deliberation, he couldn't figure out what the problem was, "Shuang'er, why don't you go, you take care of elder brother and my mother in the Mu mansion. I will go to the mountain in Jianshui to see the lord of the Poison Sect by myself. "

"The gate of the Poison Sect doesn't allow men to approach at all. Brother Mufeng, if you go alone, you won't even be able to enter the gate. Don't worry, it's fine. How are we?"

Jing Wushuang forced a smile, hoping to dispel Mu Feng's worries.

There was nothing on the surface, but there was a dull pain in his heart. Looking at Mu Feng beside him, his nose suddenly became sore.

According to what the ghost mother said, there is no danger in going there, but I may have to stay in the depths of the mountains west of Jianshui forever, and I am not allowed to go out for the rest of my life.The days on the road may be the last time he spends by Mu Feng's side.

"It's best to be okay, Shuang'er, no matter what happens, remember to stand behind me! Soldiers come to block you, water comes to cover you, after so many winds and rains, there is nothing to be afraid of!"

Mu Feng took a deep breath, glanced at Jianning City in the distance, and began to stride down the mountain.

"Ok!"

Behind him, Jing Wushuang responded softly, and followed up with the thin junior three on his back.

Unlike Lie Tianhu who has been in a coma all this time, although the third grader of junior high school lost his arms and his face was horribly cut by a knife, there is no danger of his life after hemostasis and bandages, and he will be fine after a period of recuperation.The reason why his expression was dull all the time was because he witnessed his mother being burned alive in front of her own eyes, and she suffered a heavy blow.

In such a situation, no medicine would help, it could only allow time to slowly dilute the pain in his heart.

Mu Feng stopped from time to time while walking, waiting for Jing Wushuang behind him, and then found a valley to rest on the way, and fetched water for the three of them to quench their thirst and wash their faces.After returning to the Mu Mansion at the foot of the mountain, it was already the beginning of the lights and night fell.

Seeing that Mu Feng came suddenly with Jing Wushuang and two outsiders who were seriously injured, his mother Situ Qing quickly struggled to serve them tea and water without saying a word.While coughing, he hurried back and forth regardless of persuasion.Finally, after they were arranged to lie down and rest, they dragged their tired bodies to lie on the bed, watching Mu Feng who was standing in front of the bed and remained silent for a long time.

"Mother, I'm sorry, I got into trouble again and didn't go to Jiangling Mansion..."

Looking at his mother's increasingly haggard face, Mu Feng felt deeply guilty.

"No, Feng'er, you're right. I've already heard what happened. It would be a big mistake if you let Mu Qingyuan, that evil young man, kill people and set fire to him, shrinking his head and hiding like a tortoise!"

Situ Qing coughed for a while, took a few breaths, and then slowly continued: "You have grown up, and mother can't help you anymore. Remember, no matter what happens, don't do unnecessary regrets and Resentment, you have to think about how to face it. This time, thanks to Mr. Sin. In fact, he has been secretly taking care of our mother and child for these years. Without his help, he might have been expelled from Mu Mansion long ago. Outside There is an embroidery on the table, which was specially made for him by his mother. You take this embroidery to the wooden house where the old master lives, and thank him face to face!"

"Yes!"

Mu Feng bowed back, found the embroidery that his mother said, and quickly pushed the door out. He was about to thank the sin slave who had saved his life face to face, when he suddenly saw a person kneeling in front of the door under the hazy moonlight.With a thin body and empty sleeves, he turned out to be the third grader with a sluggish expression, and he got up from the bed at some point.

"Third year of junior high school, what are you doing, why don't you get up quickly?" Mu Feng was startled, worried that he might think about it for a while and commit suicide, so he hurried forward to help him stand up.

"Master Mu Feng, I want to practice martial arts, I want to cultivate, please accept me as a disciple!"

The young junior three, with a resolute face, landed his forehead on the ground with a 'boom' while talking, and gave Mu Feng a heavy head-knock.