"Mother, what are you doing?"

When Mu Youchen condensed into a spiritual vortex, his mind completely sank into his body and mind, and he didn't know what was going on outside, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Mu Zixin and Xiaobai staring at him.

"Dust, you...... You've formed a spirit vortex, and your grandfather will be very happy if he knows about it......"

Mu Zixin looked at his daughter in surprise, in fact, the cultivation method of spiritual power was taught to Mu Youchen by Mu Zixin, but Mu Zixin was a child, and teaching her daughter was purely for fun, but now she saw her nine-year-old daughter become a spirit......

Mu Zixin remembered how happy his father was when his eldest brother formed a spirit vortex and became a spirit person.

And now his daughter has actually become a spirit person......

"Mother, I have become a spirit, don't tell anyone, not even the old man...... My grandfather, absolutely not. ”

Mu Youchen is reining in the joy of becoming a spirit, if now she becomes a spirit is known by the Wang family or Mu Longkong's other wife, the Xu family, then the two of them are even more precarious, and now they have done nothing, and the Wang family has already regarded their mother and daughter as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh. If they knew that Mu Youchen had become a spirit, the two of them would definitely not live for a month......

"But ......"

Mu Zixin said embarrassedly, how much she wanted to see her father's smile again, this was something she had been looking forward to for many years.

"Mother, don't worry, I will definitely let him know, I will."

A cold light flashed in Mu Youchen's eyes, for that old man, Mu Youchen didn't have the slightest feeling, it was only out of love for Mu Zixin that Mu Youchen retained the last bit of respect for Mu Longkong.

"That's good, Chen'er, look at your face, it's so pale......"

"It's okay, mother, I've become a spirit now, and I'm only getting stronger and stronger!"

In the conversation between the two of them, Mu Zixin gradually became sleepy, and Mu Youchen still lulled her mother to sleep, and then pushed open the door and walked outside, now she has become a spiritual cultivator, and what she needs now is combat skills!

Combat skills, that is, skills created by spiritual cultivators and specially used in combat.

In this world, there are seven levels of combat skills.

Bronze, Silver, Gold, Stars and Moons, Epics, Legends, Myths. Each grade is divided into upper, middle, and lower levels.

In Mu Mansion, there is a library dedicated to storing combat skills, Mu Youchen is going there to find a suitable book of combat skills, because he is not worried about Xiaobai, an unknown creature, Mu Youchen takes Xiaobai with him, so as not to have any accidents.

It was getting late, and Mu Youchen's movements were fast and weird, so basically no one noticed that she was approaching the library in the dark.

The library pavilion of Mu Mansion is not so simple to enter, first of all, there are a large number of spirit master-level masters outside the library pavilion to guard, these people are all iron-blooded elites brought down by Mu Longkong on the battlefield, and they can not fall behind in the face of ordinary spirit soldiers.

However, Mu Youchen is not so simple, in her previous life, she was a killer who walked in the dark, although she was almost discovered several times, but she relied on her own various means to get by.

When he arrived at the Library Pavilion, Mu Youchen breathed a sigh of relief, the sneaking all the way just now was really a bit thrilling.

The lights in the library pavilion were dim, Mu Youchen began to look at the combat skills seriously, she did not choose those high-level combat skills, for Mu Youchen, who was a knowledgeable spirit, the best combat skills she learned were the bronze level, and the highest was the silver level.

"Little Miss, what are you looking for?"

After Mu Youchen just looked through a few bronze battle skills, an old voice sounded in the dark, if it was an ordinary person, he would definitely be startled, but Mu Youchen raised his head and looked at the position where the voice was transmitted, in the dark corner of the library pavilion, Mu Youchen sensed a little bit of the breath of a living person, but if he didn't feel it carefully, he couldn't detect it at all.

"Who is it?"

Mu Youchen was not surprised at all, she didn't ask in surprise, and the old voice hidden in the dark also let out a surprised 'Huh?' ’

"The little lady may not know the old slave, but the old slave knows the little miss...... The general said that the little lady was the most ...... he had ever seen in his life Ahem. ”

Soon, a slightly rickety figure came out in the darkness, and Mu Youchen immediately recognized who this person was......

Mu Tu - An old slave by Mu Longkong's side who never shows his strength, but according to most people's proof, Mu Tu had the strength of the Spirit King Five Stars before.

"Oh? What did the old man say about me? ”

Mu Youchen raised her eyebrows, she didn't have the slightest good impression of Mu Longkong, even if Mu Longkong hadn't done too many excessive things.

"Sure enough...... These things are not something that I, a subordinate, can talk about, but the general will occasionally say a few words to the second lady. ”

Mu Tu bowed his head slightly and said, his tone couldn't help but tremble a little, Mu Longkong had been killing for many years, how could Mu Tu have seen a trace of pity on Mu Longkong's face?

Only when the names of the two people are mentioned, the softest side of the man will appear in Mu Longkong's eyes.

"Hmph, if you're concerned, why don't you go and see for yourself, and by the way, see how my kitten came from?!"

Mu Youchen's little face was frosty, and a sneer erupted in his small mouth, Mu Tu was almost stunned when he saw it, and then the old man lowered his head again, but the horror in his eyes was difficult to hide.

"Yes...... Nine Poisons ......"

Mu Tu's suppressed fear couldn't help but spit out his words, and the words made Mu Youchen's brows tighten.

"If the old slave is not mistaken, this is the descendant of the Nine Poisons of the Seventh-Order Demonic Beast, and it is a very vicious Demonic Beast, how did the little lady get it?"

Mu Tu's voice was trembling, the first-order demonic beast was equivalent to a spirit master, and the second-order demonic beast was equivalent to a spirit master...... By analogy, the seventh-order demonic beast is equivalent to the Spirit Sect......

In this way, Mu Youchen is now equivalent to having a quasi-Spirit Sect to escort him, and the master of the Spirit Sect is already an existence that can open a sect and establish a sect and become famous through the ages.

Meow –

Xiao Bai suddenly screamed dissatisfiedly after hearing Mu Tu say that he was a very vicious demonic beast.

"Tell the old man, and he will understand that it is no coincidence that the Nine Poisons appeared by my side."

After Mu Youchen heard the name of the Nine Poisons of the Wind, he observed Mu Tu's performance again, and knew that Xiaobai's identity was definitely not simple, not to mention these first, just the matter of Wang's attack on their mother and daughter made Mu Youchen vigilant, since the Wang family couldn't help but make a move, she Mu Youchen couldn't be beaten passively.

"Old slave...... The old slave knew, sure enough, the general's expectation was good, the little lady came here to choose combat skills, right? I don't know how far the little lady has cultivated now? ”

The old man then understood Mu Youchen's words, and Mu Tu would also convey these words to Mu Longkong as they were, although Mu Longkong ignored Mu Zixin, but Mu Tu could see that Mu Longkong cared for Mu Zixin's mother and daughter.

"Spirit ...... I need the best skill ...... for me."

Mu Youchen took a deep breath and said, she didn't know anything about combat skills, and with Mu Tu's guidance, it would be of great help to Mu Youchen, and it would also make Mu Youchen take fewer detours......

This book is derived from reading books