Shamanism kills the god

After sending Jing Wushuang home, Mu Feng refused her persuasion, and returned to the Mu Mansion at the foot of the mountain overnight. . After gently pushing the door and walking in, I found a small note on the table.

"People are iron, rice is steel, corn porridge is hot in the stove!"

The mother's handwriting is delicate and decent, and there is a strong affection between the lines.

"Mother, I will not let you down!"

Mu Feng's face was determined, and when he rubbed his hands vigorously, the little note was turned into ashes.After hastily drinking a few sips of porridge, he returned to his room, and instead of rushing to practice, he first took out the red elixir presented by the ghost mother.

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief!

Based on his understanding of the ghost mother, this old witch definitely didn't have such good intentions, and gave herself a priceless elixir.When I was in the Medicine King Cauldron on the top of the mountain, if it wasn't for the amazing power of the blood refining method, maybe I would have turned into a puddle of blood by now.The old witch moved her hands without blinking her eyes.

squeak...

A little mouse poked out half of its head from the dark beams in a ghostly manner, looking for it.It was late at night, and I started looking for food everywhere, and I was cautious at the beginning.Slowly, seeing Mu Feng sitting cross-legged on the ground motionless, he began to climb up and down blatantly, without any scruples.Unexpectedly, a strong wind came from behind, followed, and was pinched by a big hand.

"Little guy, it's cheap for you!"

Mu Feng gently pinched the little mouse's neck, and the little guy couldn't help opening his mouth wide, and then took the opportunity to stuff the blood-red elixir into it.

squeak...

The little mouse struggled hard, and when it sensed that Mu Feng's big hand was slowly loosening, it jumped from Mu Feng's palm to the ground with a kick of its front paw, landed on the desk with another jump, and fled desperately. on high beams. .The movement is flexible, the limbs are strong and powerful, and there seems to be no effect.

"Hey, could it be that the old witch really didn't do anything? Or, the medicine didn't take effect yet?"

Mu Feng jumped up, grabbed the little mouse in his hand again, carefully observed it, turned it over, let it go, and grabbed it back when it was about to run out of the room, and so on.After more than half an hour, the little mouse's movements gradually became heavy, but it was tired, and there was no sign of poisoning.In the end, he was nearly exhausted and lay motionless on the ground.

ho...

Mu Feng shouted violently, stretched out his hand to grab it, and a red bead of blood appeared on his palm.The little mouse on the ground shrank all over, like a dead mouse that had been dried for hundreds of years.

The first level of blood refining Dafa - coagulation of blood!

Mu Feng performed the blood-refining method, condensed the blood all over the little mouse into a small blood drop, pinched it in front of his eyes and observed it carefully.

No matter what kind of creature, as long as it is poisoned, there must be a trace of venom in its blood.Nothing can be observed on the surface of the mouse's body, but a clue may be found in its blood!Mu Feng observed intently, even closed his eyes, and felt the mystery of this blood bead with his fingertips and mind.It's a pity that after looking around, I didn't find anything suspicious.

"Well, wine?"

Carefully recalling every word and every movement of the ghost mother, Mu Feng's heart suddenly moved, and he dug out half a bottle of sorghum wine made by his mother himself from under the bed.

Gently poured a few drops down, and sure enough, the blood beads changed rapidly.First, the red light flashed, and then, small bubbles the size of pinholes appeared on the surface, and smoke curled up.Blowing up in one breath, the smoke evaporated faster, and soon, a hideous little guy appeared in front of his eyes.

The whole body is green, only the size of a grain of rice, with claws and claws. The small claws and teeth are sharper than a razor. It looks similar to the golden cicada that was accidentally swallowed in its stomach before, but it has twelve small wings.The eyes were closed tightly, but the mouth kept opening and closing, swallowing the red blood.

Twelve-winged Golden Cicada!

Looking at the small insects the size of rice grains, Mu Feng's limbs suddenly became cold, and his hairs blew up.

If such a twelve-winged golden cicada is accidentally swallowed into the body, what will happen?

There is no doubt that the blood in the body and even the internal organs will be eaten by it bit by bit.Before I knew it, I became its parasite. I am afraid that even when the disease is dying, the cause of the disease will not be found.The day when this twelve-winged golden cicada burst out of its body was the day when I took my last breath.

What a sinister, vicious idea!

Mu Feng still had lingering fears, but luckily he didn't swallow the ghost mother's elixir recklessly, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.No wonder the vicious and ruthless ghost mother is so generous this time, and she really has an ulterior purpose.On the surface, it was for Jing Wushuang's sake, but in fact, it was all for stealing his own cultivation techniques and secrets.

He can be sure that Mother Ghost definitely has a way to control this Twelve-Winged Cicada.Not only do you want to eat your own body and use your own flesh and blood to raise this terrible poisonous thing, but you also need to use this little guy to eat away at your own memory, stealing the memory of the blood refining method and the ancient great witches!

So vicious and vicious, no wonder people are different, ghosts are not ghosts!

Mu Feng suddenly stood up, just about to crush the newly born Twelve-Winged Cicada to death; suddenly his heart moved, he found a small bottle to put it in, and hid it close to his body.

The ghost mother has vicious intentions, trying to use this twelve-winged golden cicada to plot her own cultivation techniques and secrets, and in turn, she can use this little guy to extract her cultivation techniques.Pretending not to know anything, she used her medicine king tripod to strengthen her tendons, climbed up the rocky mountain every night to ask her for advice, and practiced the mental method of the Eighteen Yin Wind Order Banners.

In addition, no one knows if the ghost mother has any mysterious connection with the newly born Twelve-Winged Cicada. If the old witch is alarmed after crushing the little guy, it will be bad.Keeping this little guy on her body can also numb her senses, killing two birds with one stone!

"If the heart is upright, all evil will not invade!"

Mu Feng let out a foul breath, sat down in front of the desk, picked up a linear copy of "The Analects of Confucius", and looked at it calmly.

According to the explanations of the ancient sages, the so-called righteousness of heart not only refers to being upright, but also to objectively recognize the essence of each person and each thing, and to deal with it calmly.In this way, no matter what kind of conspiracy the enemy uses, they will naturally be unable to succeed.The reason why some people are repeatedly deceived is not that they are really so unlucky and have encountered so many liars.It's because of his own injustice and greed, so that he was targeted by liars.

This is like walking on the road and suddenly encountering a few copper coins dropped by the roadside.A righteous person will either turn a blind eye or pick it up and return it to the owner.Those with bad intentions, because they are too greedy, put them in their pockets and leave.In this way, it naturally gave the scammers who had been waiting for a long time an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

"Tomorrow is the courtyard test!"

Looking up at a gleam of light in the sky, Mu Feng continued to bury his head in his book, getting ready for the upcoming exam.

Tomorrow is very important to a literati.Whether you can go further on the road of Xiwen depends on tomorrow!