Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, in the cramped/small/forced/squeezed/squeezed/room/room of Mu Ping's house, exclamations came and went, Zhang Yan needless to say, felt that he was even younger, and he had endless energy.

The top subordinate who has changed the most is Mu Yongzhong, he got up three times last night, every time he saw himself in the mirror, it was as if he saw a monster, his big belly was replaced by an eight-pack abs, his gray hair became pitch black from the roots, his bronzed skin turned whiter and whiter every time, and the wrinkles on his face became lighter and lighter again and again, and finally disappeared completely.

By the time he got to the morning, he found that he had turned back time and was thirty again, when in fact he didn't even look like he was thirty.

"Wife, you pinch me, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

He stretched out his hand to wake up Zhang Yan, who was sleeping on the side, and spoke excitedly.

"Don't you know what your own son is capable of?"

Zhang Yan smiled, and she was even more young and charming under the light.

Mu Yongzhong was stunned for a moment, "But he-"

"Shhhh

Zhang Yan covered Mu Yongzhong's mouth, glanced back at the direction of the living room, lowered his voice and said: "Old Mou, you remember, this matter must be rotten to the stomach, no one can say it, do you know? Do you hear that?"

"Woo-"

Mu Yongzhong couldn't speak, but he couldn't stop nodding.

Zhang Yan let go of her hand at this time.

"Isn't the predecessor the biological son of the Mu family?"

Mu Ping was stunned, "Whatever, anyway, my body is the original Mu Ping's, and no one can take it away!"

The second reaction was Mu Xin, the baby fat on her face disappeared completely, slim, and became a big girl overnight, the pimples on her face were completely gone, and her face was fair and broken.

Moreover, whether it was Mu Xin, Zhang Yan or Mu Yongzhong, they all felt that there were a lot of things in their minds out of thin air, which were cultivation exercises and paths.

The three of them followed the cultivation, and they all felt the sense of qi, and at the same time, their stomachs growled, and they couldn't wait to swallow a cow in one bite.

"Alas!"

Mu Ping shook his head, got up and went downstairs, and bought three hundred meat buns in one go. He sighed not because he felt sorry for those bun money, but because he felt that his cultivation resources were really limited, and the remaining low-grade spirit stones were enough for him to squander them like this.

"It seems that we have to open the furnace for alchemy as soon as possible!"

In an instant he made a decision.

In the cultivation realm, the best way to improve one's cultivation, in addition to the usual meditation and cultivation, is assisted by pills, Mu Ping doesn't know if there are more spiritual herbs and elixirs on this mortal planet, but he has to try it anyway.

Because this belongs to the era of the end of the law, there is no aura in the air at all, and wanting to improve one's cultivation through meditation and cultivation is tantamount to a fool's dream, and spirit stones are also something that can not be found, and now the only choice is the elixir.

He scavenged more than a dozen first-level spirit grasses from the Fire Dragon Sect's treasure house, and although they were all yin attributes, they were better than nothing.

Moreover, he also had three strains of scorching heavenly pox, and if he found an auxiliary medicine, he was 100% sure that he would be able to refine the scorching heavenly pill, which could improve the elixir of two small realms, which would save a lot of time for cultivators.

You must know that Mu Ping's cultivation exercises for Wang Yao, Wang Meng, Zhao Ying, and Heling, including his predecessor's parents and sister, are not big deals, they are all genuine cultivation exercises, not those indiscriminate martial arts cultivation methods that can be compared.

According to his estimates, the first level of Qi cultivation was completely comparable to that of an ordinary yellow-level early stage cultivator, that is, the entry level in the mouth of a martial cultivator.

If it is the second level of Qi cultivation, it can be completely comparable to a yellow-level peak cultivator, and in the secular world, it can also be regarded as a small master, and there is no problem with self-preservation.

He gave them the Scorching Heaven Pill, and all of a sudden, they could advance to the third level of Qi training, which was equivalent to the peak of the Xuan level, that is, Li Zhanyuan's cultivation, you know, Li Zhanyuan began to practice martial arts at the age of seven and practiced for more than 60 years, so he has the current cultivation, in comparison, the cultivation speed of these people he values can be described as divine speed.

Thinking of this, he also felt a sense of pride out of thin air.

He has already entrusted Wang Yao and Li Zhanyuan to do the matter of finding auxiliary medicinal materials, and I believe that there will be news soon.

Now the top priority is to refine the Dan furnace obtained from Heijia, what is the difference between a Dan master who does not have a Dan furnace and an ordinary swordsman who does not have a sword in his hand?

"You eat slowly, there is something in the bun shop downstairs!"

Looking at the three of Mu Yongzhong, who were gobbling up, Mu Ping suddenly remembered a sentence, "Starve to death!"

This was said by an old friend when he was in the Xuan Demon Continent, that person's name is Quan Sibo, and he is the teacher of Mu Zifeng, the emperor of the Xuan Demon Empire.

But time has passed, and in the blink of an eye, it has been almost a month since he left the Xuan Demon Continent, and he really misses it.

However, he did not regret it, on this mortal planet, he felt that his mind was very peaceful, maybe this was the true meaning of the Great Dao.

He had a hunch that if he was allowed to return to the Xuan Demon Continent and continue his cultivation, he was confident that it would not take him three or five years to restore his skills to the peak state, and it would not be impossible to go any further.

"What's so bad about guarding this mortal planet? it's so warm and peaceful here, and there are so many new friends he knows, how can he bear to let them be ravaged by the Zerg and other races?"

"Brother, why don't you eat it?"

Mu Xin stretched her neck, swallowed a bun, and spoke vaguely.

"I just ate downstairs!"

Mu Ping smiled slightly.

"Brother, do you think I will gain weight if I eat like this?"

"No, with my brother here, how can I make my sister gain weight?"

"That's good, scared the baby to death!"

Mu Xin patted her chest exaggeratedly, and casually put a big bun into her mouth again.

"Hehehe!"

"Hahaha!"

"Hee-hee-hee!"

This appearance amused Mu Ping, Mu Yongzhong, and Zhang Yan.

"Mom and Dad, you two are still laughing at me, and your food looks no better!"

"Really?"

Mu Yongzhong and Zhang Yan glanced at each other, and couldn't help laughing again.

Mu Ping's heart moved, he felt that he had caught something, his mood suddenly turned over, and he felt that his cultivation had suddenly passed the peak of the early stage of the fourth layer of the real tree, and entered the middle stage of the fourth layer.

"It turns out that the improvement of cultivation is closely related to the state of mind!"

He also had a hint of enlightenment.

"Is Doctor Mu at home? We want to see Doctor Mu!"

Suddenly, the downstairs became as noisy as a vegetable market.