Shamanism kills the god

After seeing his mother, Mu Feng closed the door as soon as he stepped into the side room, took out the Qingfeng Jue and began to practice. .

After tonight, there are only three days left before the payment of the tribute, and tomorrow's battle with Sky Splitting Tiger Jinghu will be crucial!

Winning or losing is second to none, the key is whether you can completely repair and dredge the Shaoyin and Shaoyang veins in tomorrow's fierce battle, and break through to the early stage of the mortal realm in one fell swoop!

At this time, the Qingfeng Jue, which specializes in exercising the tendons, is especially valuable.

"The cool breeze penetrates the body, the spiritual power refines the veins..."

Mu Feng recited the practice formulas silently, and sat cross-legged on the ground to concentrate on meditation.

Pinch a witch seal with your hand, perform ancient witchcraft to gather spirits, and condense the aura of heaven and earth within a few miles.Slowly, an invisible energy vortex appeared again in the sky above the wing room, and the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured down from the top of his head and penetrated into his body, moistening the damaged tendons like rain.

It is cool and comfortable, as if sitting under a waterfall falling from the sky, with streams of sweet springs flowing through the body...

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Mu Feng quietly felt the changes in his body.

The blood beads condensed by the blood refining method make the blood scald and forcibly impact the damaged and blocked tendons. The Qingfeng Jue is just the opposite, moistening it silently like a sweet spring.During the day, the slightly loosened Shaoyin and Shaoyang veins after the battle with Lie Tianhu absorbed more and more spiritual power, and gradually showed signs of dredging.

boom……

The endlessly flowing spiritual energy seemed to have found a flood outlet.It's a pity that this flood outlet is too small, and the spiritual power pouring in has not had time to circulate for a full cycle before it is absorbed by the Shaoyin and Shaoyang veins themselves.

Maybe the damage was too serious, or it was blocked for too long. These two main veins were like deserts that had dried up for thousands of years, and no amount of spiritual power poured in could absorb them enough.After working hard for a long time, the small crack did not show any signs of widening.After a few cock crows, I looked up and saw that the night had passed before I knew it.

The penultimate day!

Mu Feng stood up and exhaled a breath of foul air slowly. .The pressure is increasing, but his eyes are more determined. He will never give up until the last moment.

After one night of meditation, the gap between Shaoyin and Shaoyang veins did not expand at all, but compared to before, it is already a huge improvement!

"Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things!"

Thinking of yesterday's fierce battle with Splitting Tiger, Mu Feng suddenly remembered a philosophical saying left by an ancient sage, and his heart moved.He took a sudden step forward, followed by a sway to the left, bringing up an afterimage.Before the afterimage disappeared, the body leaned to the right and swung to the right, bringing up a new afterimage.

Shadowless Fist!

Suddenly, Mu Feng felt as if he had touched the true meaning of Shadowless Fist. Instead of calling it Shadowless Fist, it would be more practical to call it Phantom Fist.

A sudden epiphany in my heart is the so-called Dao Shengyi; with a strong body and super high speed, the figure changed from one to two, and then to three.The Three Lives and Myriad Things are a matter of course, a matter of course!

huh... huh... huh...

Mu Feng practiced on the spot, bringing afterimages one by one.

Before the last afterimage disappeared, new afterimages suddenly appeared, overlapping and dazzling.The seemingly random and messy footsteps actually imply a mystery. Using the pace and rhythm to mobilize the strength of every muscle in the body, he punched out suddenly, and with a bang, the fierce fist wind knocked down several meters. A brick outside.

After landing, the mottled and dilapidated bricks looked normal, but when a gust of cold wind blew, the hard bricks turned into countless dust and disappeared.

The power of three bulls!

After a night of meditation, although the Shaoyin and Shaoyang channels still could not be dredged, Mu Feng felt that his spirit and strength had improved significantly.Nine bulls, two tigers and one dragon, if things go on like this, maybe before they break through to the mortal realm, they will have the power of an ancient dragon and create an unprecedented miracle in the world!

"Feng'er, what's the sound?"

The mother's voice came from outside, followed, and walked in wearing a coat, with messy long hair.Maybe it was because he was woken up early in the morning, and his face looked particularly haggard. Seeing Mu Feng was sweating profusely, he frowned, "Feng'er, you didn't study hard early in the morning, what did you do?"

"Mom, you can study better with a strong body, and your mind is clearer. Just now, I went to the yard to exercise and accidentally knocked over a brick."

Mu Feng bowed and saluted, and quickly found an excuse.

I don't know if it's an illusion or what, I always feel that my mother seems to be a little different today than usual, but I can't tell what is different all at once.

"Okay, exercising is a good thing; but be careful, don't be too tired!"

Situ Qing warned, turned and left.

"Mother, don't worry, your son will not let you down!"

Looking at his mother's back, Mu Feng's eyes were firm.

Now, the time has not yet come. It will not be too late to make my mother happy after breaking through to the mortal realm in one fell swoop and officially registering in the Gonggong Hall!

"One day, I will be named on the gold list, and one day, I will climb to the pinnacle of cultivation that hundreds of millions of people admire!"

Mu Feng clenched his fists, sat in front of the window, and opened the "Zhuangzi" on the desk.

Learn the text to understand the truth, practice martial arts to strengthen the body!

He has always kept his mother's warnings in mind, but as his cultivation level improved, he gradually discovered that sometimes writing and martial arts are also interlinked and complement each other.The cultivation base has been improved, the body is strong, the mind is clear, the ten lines of the book can be seen at a glance, and the memory and logical reasoning have been significantly improved.On the contrary, the more books I read, the more knowledgeable I am, the higher my comprehension, and many doubtful points in cultivation suddenly become clear.

"Fighting against heaven and earth, striving for self-improvement, fighting against people, endless joy..."

Looking at an old saying in the book, Mu Feng took it for granted, and had some different views on the so-called Tao.In my mind, scenes of ancient great witches fighting against the heavens and the earth, stubborn and unyielding, and dying after death emerged, and I took up a pen and wrote a big word "Witch" on the white paper.

Two people stand back to back, which symbolizes unity; a horizontal line above represents the sky, a horizontal line below represents the earth; a vertical line in the middle symbolizes stepping on the ground and reaching up to the sky!

Stand tall!

In Mu Feng's heart, there was a sense of righteousness, and in the distant sky, strands of will and remnant souls of ancient great witches rolled in through time and space.The blood of the ancestral witches that had been swallowed into the body reappeared one by one the figures of ancient great witches, sitting or standing, singing, praying, or offering sacrifices. An ancient, vicissitudes, and tragic atmosphere enveloped the Mu residence again.

Ancient Witchcraft - Soul Gathering!

Using the essence and blood of the ancestral witches as a guide, and based on his own soul, he summoned the remaining will and souls of the ancient great witches who had been lost for hundreds of millions of years, and a large number of vague memory fragments quickly flooded into his mind.

The surging will and remnant soul of the ancient great witch could not let him break through the bottleneck all at once, but it further deepened his understanding of witchcraft and passed on more memories and powers of the ancient great witch.Given time, she will be able to accumulate a lot of money and become a truly earth-shattering, weeping ghosts and gods blood refining great witch in one fell swoop!

"Hey, this is..."

In the depths of Mu Mansion, on an altar surrounded by clouds and mists all year round, a woman in white who had not moved for a thousand years suddenly screamed.Stretching out his hand to grab it, there was a trace of blood around his fingertips, with a faint witch's breath.After concentrating on sensing for a moment, his face changed drastically.Under the altar, stood respectfully a pure and clean girl in white clothes. It was none other than Mu Qingling, known as the genius of the Mu Mansion.

"Qing Ling, go, find out what major events have happened in Jianning City during this period, and see if there are any suspicious characters. If you find someone with this aura, bring him to see me immediately!" The woman in white gave an order , with a wave of his right hand, the ancient altar disappeared into the boundless mist again.Open your eyes and look, only the four characters of "No Smoke Cave Sky" can be vaguely seen in the clouds and mist.

"Yes, Master!"

Mu Qingling bowed to accept the order, jumped, and suddenly disappeared, appearing in the depths of Mu Mansion on the Chaotian Terrace thousands of feet high.Looking down from the height, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Jianning City.