Sure enough, "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry"!

He smiled bitterly, if there was a mirror, he would find that Mu Ping's face was pale at this time, and there was blood on his teeth.

"I really don't believe it!"

A hint of persistence and determination flashed across his face.

As soon as he flipped his hand, he stuffed the only three remaining leaves into his mouth, closed his lips tightly, and chewed fiercely. His tongue was already numb, and large tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, not sadness, but choking on bitterness.

Although Ji Frost Grass is good, it also has a fatal characteristic, that is, the taste is extremely bitter, more than 100 times bitterer than Yellow Lotus. The monks of the Xuan Demon Continent are all used to refine the Ji Frost Pill to take, which is mixed with other spirit grasses, and the suffering of the Ji Frost Grass will be neutralized a lot, but where is he going to refine the pill now, he has the strength of the Nine Rank Dan Emperor, and he can only take the most primitive way - swallowing, and he can only suffer the torment.

Fortunately, he is determined.

Less than three minutes after the three leaves fell into his stomach, an even more violent torrent raged in his meridians, as if the meridians were filled with molten iron. A burning sensation made him tremble, and his eyes slowly turned red.

But now I can't care about that much. He stuck to the dantian, and began to pull the heat flow to impact the meridians, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from time to time, and in the end, he was like a sieve, and the blood snake overflowed again, and even formed a faint blood mist on his head.

"Ka Woo!"

I don't know how long it took, Mu Ping felt as if a membrane had been broken through in his body, the rolling torrent found a breakthrough, and it was vented out at once, his whole body was even lighter, and he drank a bowl of ice water on dog days, and the particularly comfortable feeling instantly diffused his whole body.

A very clear air flow circulated in one direction in his meridians, and finally fell into the dantian.

"Have you finally broken through the quenching body and entered the first layer of the transformation tree?"

His face was full of joy, and when he looked inside, he saw a faint shadow of a tree in the dantian, and at the same time he felt that the outside world was clearer, and even the colors were divided into layers, and the perception of the aura in the air was also clearer. If the former enemies of the Xuan Demon Continent knew that Mu Ping was so surprised when he only entered the first layer of the Transformation Tree, his mouth would definitely be able to go to the back of his head.

At the same time, he felt that his body was slimy, covered with a layer of black grease, and a strong smell made this small space like a public toilet.

He knew that this was to expel impurities from his body, which was the washing of tendons and marrow mentioned in countless novels.

He didn't care about the dirt on his body, but stuffed the bare frost grass stalk and roots into his mouth, puffed out his cheeks and chewed it.

Since a weekly cycle has been formed in the body, it is necessary to continue to increase the amount of vitality to stabilize the cycle and then improve.

This time, the burning sensation was much smaller, and the qi in his body became clearer and clearer, and those gases continued to wash over his meridians, making them more tenacious and thick, and his cultivation was constantly improving.

The early, middle, and late stages of the first layer, the early, middle, and late stages of the second layer, and the early stage of the third layer, until the peak of the early stage of the third layer, slowly stopped.

It didn't disappoint him, this Ji Frost Grass really made his cultivation stabilize at the peak of the early stage of the third layer of the transformation tree, the shadow of a tree in the dantian was clearer, and his divine sense could also be placed outside about thirty meters. If you let those cultivators know, a little cultivator who is equivalent to the third level of Qi cultivation not only has divine sense, but can also be about thirty meters outward, not to mention falling off his jaw.

Because only when the cultivation reaches the level of Void God cultivation will the divine consciousness be automatically generated, and the qi practitioner has no divine consciousness at all, and the reason why Mu Ping can do this is entirely because he still retains the spiritual power equivalent to the Tribulation Period. But limited to the rules of heaven and earth on this side and the body of his predecessor, he didn't dare to let his divine consciousness go out to a larger scope at all, otherwise there was still a danger that the sea of knowledge would collapse.

"Hey!"

He punched out of thin air, and the surrounding air flow was stagnant, and a half-foot large and condensed fist shadow flew out of his hand with the sound of the wind, and the rock five meters away shook with a pop, and a half-foot area above turned into a stone mist with a layer of two centimeters thick.

If he were allowed to encounter the ghost of last night again at this moment, he was confident that he would be able to extinguish it within ten breaths.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there were three sounds of the car door closing at the top of the mountain, followed by a jumble of footsteps to the side of the road.

"That kid fell from here, and there are still blood stains here, so he must be dead!"

A hoarse, eerie voice came from where he had fallen last night.

Mu Ping stood up, picked up the bushes, and through the cracks in the trees, he saw three people getting down from a gray off-road vehicle, the first one was a thin man, with a general hemp pole, about one meter seven tall, flat head and no beard, followed by two big men, both about one meter eight tall, in their twenties, with a strong physique, at first glance, it was a person who had been exercising in the gym for a long time, the muscles on his arms had raised a huge bump, and the blocky chest muscles had torn the white round-neck T-shirt.

The two ignored the thin monkey, but looked at each other, shook their heads, and then rushed down the hill with an arrow, the grass and dead branches creaking with their white tourist shoes.

The thin monkey shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and rushed down with the two.

A flash of fire appeared in Mu Ping's eyes, and the joints of his fists were clenched by him. Needless to say, the skinny monkey walking behind must have been the one who caused the accident, because he sensed a familiar smell from this person, and yes, the guy who drove the van and rushed forward frantically was this person.

He didn't know why these people were so bold, could it be that under the background of sweeping away gangsters and eliminating evil, these people still dared to be so arrogant?

"Isn't that right?

He felt like he had caught something, but when he thought about it, there was nothing.

However, since these people think so much about the death of their predecessors, they must have touched the core interests of some people, and these three people are just dogs.

"Finn City is just a fourth-tier city, so what core interests are there to touch?"

Mu Ping felt that his head was mush.

He shook his head, since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't have to think about it anymore, as long as he followed them, he would know everything?

He quickly opened his backpack, pulled out the T-shirt and jeans that he had prepared and changed into them, and slowly approached the gray SUV of the three men.