Shamanism kills the god

The Hall of Chuangong, the Hall of Sacrifice, and the Hall of Criminal Law are the three most important places in the Mu Mansion, and no one else is allowed to enter. .

Although he was full of interest and anticipation for Mu Feng's promotion assessment, as a deacon of the Criminal Law Hall, Xing Jiu would not lose his identity and follow him in to watch in person, but just sat cross-legged in front of the door of the Gong Chuan Gong Hall and waited quietly.

With him sitting in front of the gate, none of the onlookers dared to break in to watch even if their hearts were itchy.Several of Mu Qingyuan's confidantes who rushed over after hearing the news wanted to stop him, but looking at Xing Jiu who was sitting in front of the gate, none of them dared to stand up, so they had to secretly send a letter to Mu Qingyuan's wicked young man, hoping that he could personally Come here.

"Through four levels in a row, I dare say that Master Mu Feng not only advanced smoothly, but also at least broke through to the late stage of the mortal realm!"

"That's right, a simple set of Mujiaquan is already so powerful, if you enter the Cangjing Pavilion and get advanced cultivation techniques, then it's still worth it?"

……

After Mu Feng entered the Chuan Gong Hall for promotion assessment, the people gathered in the square outside the gate not only did not disperse, but more and more gathered, talking and talking.Some clansmen who came late were fascinated and regretted missing such a wonderful battle.

After half a stick of incense, amidst the people's eager anticipation, the sound of footsteps finally came from Chuan Gong Hall.Unfortunately, what appeared in front of him was not Mu Feng's tall and straight figure, but a short and clever law enforcement guard.

"My lord, my lord, there is news..."

The short and clever law enforcement guard trotted all the way and knelt in front of Xing Jiu.Hearing what he said, the square, which was as noisy as a vegetable market just now, fell silent for a moment, and everyone listened attentively.

"Late stage of the mortal realm?"

Xing Jiu opened his eyes and asked the law enforcement guard kneeling in front of him.

A face-to-face meeting made him realize how powerful Mu Feng is.From an ordinary person to a mortal realm, it is certain to step into the threshold of cultivation, and there is no doubt about it.What makes people look forward to is what level Mu Feng has cultivated to. The early stage, middle stage, late stage, and peak are all in the same mortal realm, and the different levels are also very different.

"Early Mortal Realm!"

The short and clever law enforcement guard shook his head, and continued: "My subordinates have seen it with their own eyes. On the special crystal ball for promotion, it shows that the spiritual power in Mu Feng's body can only run for one week, and the spirit can't get out of his body!"

what?

Early stage of the mortal realm?

People were dumbfounded and shocked again, this time, even Xing Jiu, who was always calm and calm, was no exception. .

Just the blowing wind of the fist made his blood boil. Mu Feng's strength, if he didn't break through to the late stage of the mortal realm, at least he should have broken through to the middle stage of the mortal realm.In the early stages of the mortal realm, this was too unexpected!

"Xiao Wu, are you sure you read it right?" After being shocked, Xing Jiu asked the law enforcement guard kneeling in front of him.

"No, absolutely not!" The law enforcement guard kneeling on the ground firmly shook his head.

Seeing that he was so determined, Xing Jiu didn't ask any more questions, knowing that there would be no mistake, he ordered in a deep voice, "Explore again, and see how young master Mu Feng's bloodline is!"

"Yes!"

The short and clever law enforcement guard bowed to accept the order, turned around and ran away.

In the first promotion assessment, in addition to testing the strength level of the family disciple, there is another most important content, which is to test the bloodline rank of the disciple.

Power in the family determines a person's starting point, talent determines a person's potential, and determines how far he can go on the road of cultivation.And this talent, in addition to understanding, is more important in the rank of the blood.The purer and more advanced the bloodline, the more effective it is to practice.Many people are obviously very hardworking and their comprehension is not bad, but their progress in cultivation is slow. Why?

It is because the bloodline rank is too low, and there are too many residues in the body and blood, so it is extremely difficult to cultivate.

"It's so powerful just after breaking through to the early stage of the mortal realm, how is it possible?"

"That's right, it can't be, the special crystal ball for promotion is broken, right?"

……

One spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and soon, the news brought back by the law enforcement guards spread, and people talked about it.

At the beginning, seeing Mu Feng, a frail scholar, suddenly said that he wanted to advance to the examination, everyone was surprised, a little unbelievable.Now, hearing that he is only at the early stage of the mortal realm, I find it even more inconceivable!

Under the anxious waiting of the people, about half a stick of incense time passed, the short and clever law enforcement guard finally left and returned, with a strange expression on his face.

"How is the blood grade of Master Mu Feng?"

This time, it seemed that Xing Jiu couldn't wait any longer. Before the law enforcement guard knelt down and saluted, he asked first, "The grade is too high, or is it too low?"

With the last shock, Xing Jiu has already made some mental preparations.To be so powerful after breaking through to the early stages of the mortal realm, this is no longer a genius, but a once-in-a-thousand-year monster.It's not surprising that anything happens to a monster.

"no……"

The always clever law enforcement guard knelt down and saluted, faltering, as if there was something hard to say.Seeing that he couldn't hold back a word for a long time, the onlookers wanted to slap him a few times to make him spit it out quickly.

Xing Jiu stared, and became a little impatient, "If you are high, you will be high, and if you are low, you will be low. There is nothing wrong with it. If you have something to say, speak up!"

"Yes!"

The law enforcement guard kneeling in front of Xing Jiu took a deep breath, summoned up his courage and said, "My lord, the blood grade of Master Mu Feng has not been tested at all. According to the instructions of the deacon of the Palace of Chuan Gong, he used his kung fu to force out a drop of blood essence." It dripped onto the stone slab. As a result..., as soon as the blood dripped on it, the thin multicolored slate cracked!"

what?

People almost petrified directly, and after arguing for a long time, they thought of everything.No one expected that it would end like this.

When a drop of blood was dropped on it, the multicolored stone slab specially used to test the bloodline grade cracked. Is this a coincidence or something else?

On the square outside Chuan Gong Hall, an unprecedented commotion erupted.

Outside, people were talking about it; inside the Chuangong Hall, Mu Feng silently looked at the shocked deacon of the Chuangong Hall.

In front of him lay a colorful stone slab engraved with mysterious runes, which was priceless.Usually, it is treasured like a treasure, and only taken out when the family disciples come in for assessment.Unfortunately, it is worthless now, and the thin slate is covered with cracks.

Blood drips through stone!

Drop a drop of blood on it, and the thin stone slab quickly cracked into pieces.

The second level of the blood refining method is astonishingly powerful. Within a few days of practice, the blood is compressed and refined again and again.The power contained in it is getting bigger and bigger, and the weight is getting more and more astonishing. The thin multicolored stone slab cannot bear the weight of even a drop of blood!

The moment the stone slab cracked, Mu Feng himself was taken aback, but he quickly realized it.Only the deacon of Chuan Gong Hall who was standing opposite was stunned and didn't recover for a long time.After working in Chuangong Hall for so many years, he had never seen or heard of such a thing, and he was crying.

If the five-colored slate itself is broken, I’m afraid I can’t argue with it, and if I don’t die, my skin will peel off; if the slate is not broken, it means that Mufeng’s blood is too heavy. Although it sounds absurd, this is the only explanation .It's unimaginable how strong Mu Feng's body is when a drop of blood is so heavy!

"My lord, is the assessment over?" Mu Feng asked the deacon of the Chuan Gong Hall with a calm face.

"Master Mufeng, this..., I..."

The deacon of Chuan Gong Hall was frowning, and didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

He hated and feared Mu Feng, the murderous god.If it was an ordinary disciple, he would have been told to go back and wait for the news, but he was severely taught by Mu Feng just now, how dare he say such a thing now?

Give him the guts of a leopard, even the deacon of Chuan Gong Hall, who thinks he is unlucky, dare not say that.Unless, it is tired of life, looking for death.Otherwise, all the ribs would be trampled off, and the Howling Tiger who is still lying outside howling is a good example.

"Master Deacon, could it be that I am not yet qualified and cannot pass the promotion assessment?" Mu Feng's face turned cold.

Immediately, the deacon on the opposite side was taken aback, subconsciously took a few steps back, "No, no, no, Master Mu Feng, that's not what I meant..."

"If this is the case, then help me register first, and get rid of this year's tribute money!"

Mu Feng's tone was flat, and he understood the concerns of the deacon of Chuan Gong Hall, and then said: "As for the matter of the five-colored stone slab, if the elder Chuan Gong blames it, I can help you prove that it has nothing to do with you! I really want to be punished , just let him come to me!"

Tonight was the deadline for paying the tribute, and Mu Feng didn't want to delay for a moment.Only by seeing with my own eyes that the tribute money of my mother and child was exempted can I breathe a sigh of relief, otherwise, I might end up wandering the streets tonight.

"Thank you, Master Mufeng!"

The deacon of Chuan Gong Hall's eyes lit up, and he quickly got busy, first helping Mu Feng to register, and then walking over with a thick account book in his hands.The collection of tribute money is handled by the chief of internal affairs, but the right to exemption and the proceeds belong to the Hall of Chuan Gong.After getting an exemption certificate here, it can be submitted to the head of house affairs to truly exempt the annual tribute money.

"Master Mufeng, this..."

After opening the ledger, Pidiandian's deacon of Chuangong Hall suddenly looked troubled, as if he had encountered some problem again.