Shamanism kills the god

"Stay like a mountain, move like a rabbit, devour like a fire, and burn thousands of miles!"

Mu Feng recited the practice formula silently, and practiced in a bamboo forest in the back mountain. .The tiptoes were on the ground, and a lift appeared ten steps away. He rushed towards a sharpened mangosteen at high speed, and stopped suddenly at the moment between his eyebrows. Kick away...

Mujiaquan!

Mu Feng had no other distractions and focused on cultivation.This is a basic method of the Mu family, and it is most suitable for a disciple with no foundation like him to cultivate.Although there are only a few moves such as punching punches, elbows, and splits, the power of different moves cannot be underestimated.

Before he swallowed the blood of the ancestor witch and became a great blood refining witch, he was weak and sick, and he couldn't stop panting when he walked a few steps fast.Now, the limbs are strong and powerful, and the movements are fast and slow, like flowing clouds and flowing water, in one go.What changed the most was strength. With one punch, even a calf would vomit three liters of blood.

As powerful as a cow!

It's not an ordinary cow, but the wildest and most ferocious wild bull in the wilderness.

This is the third day after swallowing the ancestral witch's blood bead!

In just three days, the tendons that had been stiff and damaged for more than ten years began to gradually become tougher, and the body was obviously strengthening.Before I knew it, my body was more than an inch taller than before!

gurgling, gurgling, gurgling...

While concentrating on practicing, slowly, muffled sounds came from Mu Feng's abdomen.

As the abdominal muscles rose and fell sharply, the borborygmus became more and more clear.At the beginning, it is like fried beans, crisp and subtle; then it is like the sound of frogs, which is a little dull; finally, it becomes louder and louder like a cow.Before the lingering sound was over, the next sound came one after another, and it continued continuously.

Lei Yin refines the bones!

Use the abdomen instead of the lungs to breathe, three long and one short, also known as deep abdominal breathing. .

Like Mu Family Boxing, this is the simplest and most common practice method in Mu Mansion.When he was a child, Mu Feng memorized every verse and every movement, but he felt nothing when practicing.Now, after only three days of practice, there is an obvious reaction in the body, and the strength, speed and balance of the body are completely different from those in the past!

"Whoever controls his breath controls his body!"

Mu Feng stopped slowly. After some painstaking practice, his limbs were sore and limp, beads of sweat dripped down his face, and his tendons ached.But after swallowing a few blood beads, the blood in the body immediately rolled, the fatigue was swept away, and the eyes were bright!

"Breakthrough to the mortal realm, formally stepping into the threshold of cultivation, is no longer just a dream!"

Feeling the changes in his body, Mu Feng was full of confidence and expectation for the future.

In the past few days, the repair of tendons has been getting faster and faster.He believes that it may not take long to recover completely, even better than ordinary people.At that time, it will be the time to break through to the mortal realm in one fell swoop!

As long as they can formally enter the threshold of cultivation, the status of mother and son in the family will be completely different. There will be a fixed reward every month, and there will be no need for mother to work hard to sew clothes for others to subsidize the family!

Looking up, I saw that the sky was already almost dark, and the sun was starting to set. Mu Feng turned around and got busy, picking some common herbs.Some were sold to the pharmacies in the city, and some were used to make medicine for my mother.About half an hour later, I went down the mountain with a bamboo basket on my back.Unexpectedly, within a short distance, a burst of rapid dog barking came from the front, and soon, a group of people came out to block the way.

The leader was none other than Mu Qingyuan, who was dressed in Chinese clothes and led a group of guards to do nothing all day long.

A rat-headed trash!

Thinking of the wretched groundhog that appeared behind Mu Qingyuan on the day of the baptism, a trace of disdain appeared on Mu Feng's face.Without saying a word, he walked around sideways, calm and low-key.

Although Mu Qingyuan has cultivated to the middle stage of the mortal realm, he is all based on panacea. His talent and cultivation are really contemptible.It's only a matter of time before such a guy surpasses him, and when the time comes, it won't be too late to settle accounts with him!

"Hey, Mu Feng, we meet again!"

Mu Qingyuan turned sideways, blocking Mu Feng's path again.

The more unwilling the latter is to cause trouble, the easier he thinks he will bully him. After blowing a whistle, he continued slowly: "Tell me, how will you settle the score last time? Did you kneel down and beg for mercy, or did I help you with the leg bone?" Interrupt? This is a barren mountain, there are no outsiders, no law enforcement elders, not even a bird, and there is no family law to protect you!"

If you can't be humiliated, you will hold a grudge in your heart instead!

Mu Qingyuan, who had a bad nose three days ago, has been brooding about it. Even a frail scholar who can't practice can't be cured. How can he hang around outside after the news spread?

In the past two days, he has been secretly looking for opportunities to attack, and sent people to watch out for Mu Feng's whereabouts.Hard work pays off, now, finally, I have waited for an unscrupulous opportunity!

In the barren mountains and wild mountains, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

This is a good opportunity God gave him, if he doesn't torture and humiliate Mu Feng, he will pretend to be the second young master of the Mu family!

"It's a joke, people are doing it, and the sky is watching. Do you think that no one really knows about the mischief in this barren mountain?"

Mu Feng smiled coldly, with a dignified righteousness, "I said before, the Mu Mansion is not the Mu Mansion of your Mu Qingyuan's family. That's right, your grandfather is a high-ranking and powerful elder, but he has the old Patriarch above him, and the old Patriarch is above him. , and there is also the Taishang Elder who is in retreat. Killing a direct descendant of the same clan is a capital crime! The old Patriarch and the Taishang Elder know about it, let alone you, a rat waste, even if it is your grandfather who taught the exercises. , the same cannot avoid felony!"

"What, who do you say is a rat and who is a waste?"

Mu Qingyuan's voice was sharp, ashamed and angry, like an enraged rooster.

Now, he hated nothing more than to hear about the baptism that day.At home, the guards and servants didn't even dare to say the word mouse, for fear of touching his sore feet!Gritting her teeth, she was just planning to teach Mu Feng a lesson, but now, she wished she could tear him into pieces with her own hands!

Is there anything more embarrassing and angry than being scolded as trash by a frail scholar who couldn't cultivate since childhood?

"Natural rat, cowardly as a rat, and a useless piece of trash, who else can have such trash besides you?" Since he couldn't escape, Mu Feng simply taunted Mu Qingyuan to his face, letting out a bad breath , secretly prepared.

Hearing what he said, Mu Qingyuan, the domineering dude in the past, couldn't bear it anymore, and his face flushed, "You..., come on, tear him to pieces!"

In anger, Mu Qingyuan said while doing it himself, wishing to smash Mu Feng's body into thousands of pieces, and once he made a move, it was a fatal move, pulling out a dagger that flashed with cold light and stabbing Mu Feng's chest.But before he got close, a cloud of sand suddenly rushed towards his face. He stretched out his hand to block it and opened his eyes to see that Mu Feng, who had been prepared for a long time, had turned around and fled, disappearing into a dense bamboo forest.

"Chasing, catch alive!"

Mu Qingyuan ordered in a deep voice, but for a while, she didn't notice that Mu Feng's body was completely different from usual.As soon as the words fell, the calf-sized hound beside him rushed out fiercely, and with his keen sense of smell, he plunged into the dense bamboo forest.Behind him, many guards chased after him like wolves and tigers, full of murderous intent.

"A frail and frail scholar dares to be so arrogant, it's really the opposite!"

Mu Qingyuan was furious, and her voice spread far away, "Mu... Feng..., don't... let me catch you, no... otherwise, you are dead, absolutely dead..."

Mu Qingyuan, who was always used to being arrogant, was furious and furious, and vowed not to give up until tonight if he didn't tear Mu Feng to pieces!The hoarse voice oscillated back and forth in the valley, and the reverberation lingered.