In the bathtub, Mu Feng closed his eyes and sank his mind, soaking quietly, feeling his physical condition.

The meridians are tough, the blood is monstrous, it is simply a humanoid beast, and the most special thing is the magical martial vein that exudes a golden light.

"It's actually a body of innate divine power. ”

Mu Feng was very excited, and secretly said that he had made a lot of money.

Ordinary people practice martial arts is to first quench the body to stimulate the potential of the body, give birth to a sense of qi, and then use the sense of qi, which is commonly known as the internal force to open up the bottleneck of the martial arts, and induce the spiritual qi to induce the body to wash the meridians and cut the marrow, which is the acquired realm, and there will be the power of nine cows when it reaches perfection.

The body of innate divine power is the mutation of the martial vein, and the mutated martial vein connects the hundreds of veins around the body, and it will absorb the energy of the flesh anytime and anywhere, and in this process, it is equivalent to polishing the body in all aspects.

In addition, the most critical point is that the birth of Qi Sense is because the potential of the physical body is stimulated, and the potential of the innate divine power is concentrated in this mutated martial vein, and if you want to officially step into the path of cultivation, you must first open up this mutated martial vein.

"It's also fortunate that you met me, otherwise, with your little resource, if you can't get through the martial veins before the age of thirty, and your physical body enters a period of decline, you will never have any hope of being born in your life. ”

Mu Feng sat cross-legged, sacrificed his self-created immortality and began to cultivate.

The first article, the spirit forging body.

Coo-goo-goo......

The water in the tub suddenly rolls up, and a large amount of mist gathers, which is very eerie.

"Feng'er, the dish has been fried, haven't you washed it yet?"

Zhao Susu's voice sounded outside the house, it had been almost half an hour, Mu Feng hadn't come out yet, she was worried that something had happened to the child's serious injury, so she came to see it in person.

"Oh, here we are. ”

Mu Feng opened his eyes, tried his best to answer in the tone of his predecessor, and then got dressed and walked out of the door.

"In winter, the food cools quickly, so let's eat it. ”

A large pot of fried meat, a large pot of green vegetables and a large pot of egg soup have been placed on the dinner table.

And a big bucket of rice.

The bucket for rice is the one used in the store to steam rice, and the basin for vegetables is the size of a washbasin.

Mu Feng was born with divine power, he was especially able to eat since he was a child, and now he has to eat seven buckets of rice at a time, and the amount of raw rice cooked and matured rice has to be nearly doubled, plus the meat and vegetables for each meal, he basically has to eat about 600 catties of food a day, and he doesn't grow meat just by eating, he only increases his strength, how amazing is the thief.

It's really hard for his father.

Mu Feng sighed in his heart, their family is not wealthy, and the main source of income depends on his father, who is a blacksmith who can create weapons of good quality, but also allows him to worry about food and clothing.

However, it should be relatively tight.

He really didn't know what the situation was, he only had the memory of the last seven days, and he didn't know everything that had happened before, so he could only understand it slowly.

Early the next morning.

Mu Feng got up from the bed, picked up a stainless steel long sword he found from home and walked out of the room, and came to the courtyard outside.

Sonor!

The sound of the sword was transparent, as if it was whispering.

Yikes!

A sword stabs straight ahead, fast as a frightening flood, graceful as a swimming dragon, cold and unstoppable.

Woo!

A sword provoked, the sword wind whistling, like a ghost crying, making people's scalp numb, very terrifying.

This is a set of basic swordsmanship, and the originally simple and blunt movements give people an impeccable and natural feeling to him.

"The kendo realm is still there. ”

Mu Feng stood with his sword in his hand, and his body was filled with a faint sharp aura, giving people a feeling that the sword was out of its sheath, which was the state of unity of human and sword.

"Not much impact. ”

Mu Feng withdrew from the state of human and sword integration, guessing that it had been confirmed, there was no need to demonstrate it again, he continued to practice swords, this was a habit of his, rain or shine for many years.

"Ahh

The room in the corner of the courtyard was opened, it was the maid Xiaoqing, she saw a figure shaking in the yard, and she was directly frightened and shouted in panic.

"It's me. ”

Mu Feng looked at this timid maid speechlessly, she was really a little cute and cute.

"Ah, you're a young master. ”

Xiaoqing's mouth opened slightly, with a stunned expression.

"Or what do you think?"

Mu Feng rolled his eyes, perhaps because the identity of the other party would not pose a threat to him, so he also let go a lot, and his tone was very relaxed.

"I'm sorry young master, the slave didn't see it clearly just now, thinking that someone had broken in. ”

Xiaoqing lowered his head and admitted his mistake, his fingers interlocked, a little nervous, although the person in front of him was called a waste and a rice bucket by everyone, but he was also his master.

"It's okay, you're busy. ”

Mu Feng turned around and walked to his room, and as soon as he reached the door, he stopped, turned his head to look at the maid Xiaoqing, and said, "Cook me some porridge, I'm a little hungry." ”

"Okay, good young master. ”

Xiaoqing nodded in a panic and sped up and ran towards the kitchen.

"The potential of this body is too great, and it may take years to polish it perfectly, no, it has to be done quickly. ”

Mu Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, racing against time to cultivate, while thinking about other things, as a person who had just died once, he really had too many emotions.

"Young master, the porridge is ready. ”

"Got it. ”

Mu Feng opened his eyes, got up, walked out of the room, and went to the hall.

Even if he was just drinking porridge, he drank the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, and drank two whole basins in a few clicks.

It's too tasty.

Mu Feng couldn't resist the temptation of eating at all, and while eating, he buried his head in depression, because the time that this body spends on eating alone every day has to be half a day.

"Feng'er, your injury is just right, you should rest more and take care of it for a while. It's cold in winter, so go back to the house, don't freeze. Zhao Susu, who had just gotten up, looked at Mu Feng who was walking around the yard, and felt uncomfortable in her heart, she felt distressed when she looked at the child's efforts, but why was God so unfair to him?

"Hmm. Mu Feng didn't know what to say, for fear of saying the wrong thing.

"Are you hungry? ”

"I just ate it. ”

Mu Feng avoided the other party's gentle eyes, and still didn't dare to look directly.

"Have you eaten it?"

Zhao Susu was surprised and felt strange.

Mu Feng whispered: "I was very hungry just now, so I asked Xiaoqing to cook some porridge." ”

"That's right. ”

Zhao Susu suddenly realized, and then she asked if she was full and if she wanted to eat more, full of concern.

"No, I'm full. ”

Mu Feng lowered his head, his eyes flickered, he saw the shadow of his former mother from her, the family was poor before, and his mother would rather starve herself, but also let him and his eldest brother eat enough, but unfortunately, the son wanted to support but his relatives were not there, which was his biggest regret in his previous life.

"Mother. ”

Mu Feng looked up at the woman in front of him, opened his mouth, and finally shouted.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Susu was suspicious, looking at the young man in front of her with a pair of beautiful eyes, and was concerned.

"I accidentally got a miracle skill, I thought, let you also cultivate. ”

The world of monks is very cruel, human life is like a mustard, a bad luck, the aftermath of the battle between the strong can turn a human kingdom into scorched earth, he doesn't want Zhao Susu and his wife to die like their parents in their previous life, and he can't follow them all the time.

"Okay. ”

Zhao Susu wanted to refuse, but when she saw the child's expectant eyes, she softened, smiled gently, and readily agreed.