Wukong's basic stick method has reached the realm of Xiaocheng, and he can gather momentum in one move, one move and one style are unstoppable, the momentum is like the wind, the momentum is brave, and the momentum is domineering and fierce like thunder.

One move, ten moves, twenty moves......

Mu Feng took defense as an attack, until fifty moves later, Wukong began to lack stamina, his momentum was exhausted, and he slowly lost the battle, looking exhausted and sweating, looking very tired.

"Good, not bad. ”

Mu Feng praised him without hesitation, and then said: "You have achieved the momentum from the move, and the next step is to integrate this momentum into your own body, so that you can get started." ”

"Squeak. ”

Wukong nodded vigorously, very happy.

"Okay, you go and cultivate. ”

Mu Feng took Wukong away, and then told the Monkey King about his plan to live in the mountains forever, and the Monkey King was very happy to hear it, and held a grand welcome party for him with an order.

"Whew, whew. ”

Hundreds of monkeys were singing and dancing around a bonfire, and the old monkey king said that this was a welcoming ceremony for their monkey clan to their most honored guests or when a new monkey king succeeded him.

It may be because there are too many high-grade spirit fruits and precious monkey wine in front of Mu Feng, this scene directly aroused the eyes of countless monkeys, and some bold female monkeys even scratched their heads in front of him and danced a sexy dance, squeezing their eyebrows and making eyes, and he was full of black lines.

"Go, go, go. ”

Wukong and his little brother hurried to the rescue, scratching his head and laughing awkwardly.

Late at night, after the excitement.

Mu Feng followed Wukong to the residence arranged for him by the old monkey king, which was a natural cave that was warm in winter and cool in summer, and in order to take care of him, a pile of firewood was specially burned in it, and a lot of dry firewood was piled up.

"Squeak. ”

"Master, the boss said, if you lack anything, tell him. ”

"I see, you can rest and leave me alone. ”

Mu Feng looked at the vigorous fire in front of him, his heart was very warm, and then he sat down next to the fire, at this moment he couldn't help but think of what Zhao Baichuan had said to him.

Concubine Xue is 17 years old this year, and her birthday is July 13.

According to the decree of the divine envoy of the Snow Country, the Snow Emperor ordered her to go to the Snow Country before she was eighteen years old before the coming-of-age ceremony, which means that she will leave this year.

"Land of the snow. ”

Mu Feng muttered these four words, took a deep breath, and his heart slowly calmed down.

I saw that he was holding an elixir entrance in his left hand and a spirit stone in his right hand, secretly running the Spirit Forging Technique to start cultivating, with the resources he had mastered now, the speed could be much faster.

He has to work hard to cultivate and wants to get out quickly.

Because he was worried that his daughter-in-law would be deceived by others if he went late, he couldn't do it in a hurry.

"Why is it so noisy outside?"

When Mu Feng walked out of the cave, the sky was already slightly bright, he was woken up by a roar, Xun Sheng walked, and soon saw an incomparably spectacular scene, and the word "swoon" almost blurted out.

I saw that in the fog, hundreds of monkeys were practicing the basic stick method with simple homemade wooden sticks, and at the front of their queue, Wukong stood alone in a row, leading the team.

"Interesting. ”

This scene was much more shocking than the one Mu Feng had seen before, but he was more curious, he couldn't figure out what this little guy was doing with so many monkeys?

Although the atmosphere of martial arts practice is very important, this atmosphere does not refer to the excitement, but refers to the pressure brought by other people, which arouses the unconvinced, unconvinced, and competitive spirit of others.

What does this scene look like?

That's right, like a drill soldier.

Mu Feng once saw such a scene of training soldiers in the barracks, could it be that this little guy still wants to take these monkeys to fight in the future?

Fortunately, Wukong didn't hear this, otherwise it would have dropped its jaw in shock.

Because that's what it thinks.

"The master is here, the master is here. ”

The black-beaked finch noticed Mu Feng's arrival, and shouted as soon as possible, and then flapped his wings and flew to his shoulder, rolled his eyes, and obediently shouted Hello master.

"Squeak. ”

Wukong motioned for his subordinates to continue practicing, and then jumped up and down in front of Mu Feng, shouted respectfully, and bowed his hand, which was very humane.

"The boss said, the master is early. ”

"Well, let's keep practicing, I'll also practice swordsmanship for a while. ”

Mu Feng chose an open place to start practicing swordsmanship, which is also the basic swordsmanship, in addition to his personal habits, more because he feels that practicing swords will make his sword posture and sword intent more pure.

Pulling, stabbing, sweeping, picking, teasing, splitting......

Mu Feng's sword was getting faster and faster, and the sword momentum and sword intent were getting stronger and stronger, attracting the attention of many monkeys, especially Wukong, who had stopped its movements and was seriously observing.

Whining......

The sword roared like thunder in the wind, and the sword intent stretched like water, rolling up the leaves of grass in the stunned eyes of all the monkeys, like a dragon and a snake, swimming beside Mu Feng, dancing with the sword.

The next moment, with the flash of the sword, only a loud sound was heard, and thousands of blades of grass flew out, rushing towards the huge mountain rock not far away like locusts crossing the border, and the sound of clattering came and went.

“(⊙ o ⊙)”

Looking at the countless blades of grass inserted in the stone wall, the monkeys present were stunned, half-cut grass, when did a fallen leaf have such terrible destructive power?

"What a subtle control. ”

"Wukong has only worshipped him as a teacher for such a short time, and his progress has been so great, according to what he said, he will not leave until his body is perfected, at least a month. ”

"If Wukong can lay the foundation within a month, even if he goes to the demon capital, it is enough to be named a genius, and maybe there is a chance to be appreciated by some demon lords. ”

The Monkey King stood on the mountain in the distance and watched quietly, very excited, as if he had seen the scene of his grandson becoming famous in the demon world, and he was looking forward to this day.

Three hours later.

At this time, Wukong was already exhausted from practicing the stick method, and now that Mu Feng is back, the blood medicine refining method can continue, and its strength will increase faster.

In the past ten days, Mu Feng has not carried out blood medicine refining, but his physical strength has also increased close to the strength of the four tigers, while Wukong has only improved the strength of the two tigers.

The physical body is also the same as cultivation, the more you go to the back, the more difficult it is to progress.

"Boom. ”

Buckets of demon blood and elixir were poured into the Great Ding, which had not been used for a long time.

Grunt......

Under the traction of the secret method of the Wu clan, the blood medicine boiled, and the fragrance of the medicine was fragrant.

With a plop, Mu Feng impatiently sank into the ding, gritted his teeth, endured the sharp pain like thousands of ants biting on his body, closed his eyes and ran the spirit forging technique.