Mu Qing took his foot away from Ao Xuanwu's body, and Mu Qing said coldly: "Erha!

Mu Qing then released a wall of water in front of him, which he passed through to reduce the pain.

Ao Xuanwu was directly dumbfounded when he saw this situation, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he still had extra spiritual power to release his martial arts.

His heart couldn't help but tremble deeply, could it really be as rumored that the forbidden land of the Mu family was a holy land for cultivation, or that he had cheated.

Mu Qing left without looking back, waiting for the pastor to come over outside the venue, and the two of them left, leaving only the people who were still surprised.

How could his spiritual power be higher than Ao Xuanwu's, it should be a fluke, people were talking about it.

However, Mu Kun and Ao Zhixian both saw Mu Qing's cheating methods and borrowed spiritual power from other places, and the only foreign objects that can do this function are spiritual weapons.

Mu Kun has been standing on the audience platform, watching Mu Qing leave, watching Mu Qing touch Mu Ling's head and turn over the look of care.

Mu Kun breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Maybe it's all the same." ”

When Mu Qing returned home, he immediately fell into the pool, and the burning sensation on the surface dissipated a lot, but what rushed into his heart was eating Mu Qing's life.

Mu Qing gulped down the water, hoping to feel better, returning home from the martial arts, Mu Qing has been struggling to break the aura in the sword, but his mental power has been exhausted, and he has no other way to relieve the pain now.

The shepherd shouted anxiously, "Brother, are you alright?" ”

Mu Qingqiang endured the pain and said briefly: "No...... thing, my brother is rushing ...... Take a shower. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Qing sank into the water.

"Brother!"

Mu Ling's tender voice shouted desperately, and when she saw Mu Qing sinking, she jumped directly into the water and pulled Mu Qing ashore.

Mu Ling's white dress was all wet with water, and she dragged Mu Qing into the room with difficulty, and then quickly went to find Mu Kun.

After a while, Mu Kun rushed over, gave Mu Qing a Hui Ling Pill, and then injected spiritual power into Mu Qing's body.

Mu Qing, who was burned all over his body, was healed by Mu Kun, and the pieces of burned farts were taken off layer by layer, and the internal injuries gradually healed.

Mu Qing lay in bed for a day and a night, and only woke up at night.

Seeing Mu Ling sleeping on her stomach next to her bed, Mu Qing carefully stroked her hair.

"In this world, it is very satisfying to have such a sister. Mu Qing whispered in secret.

Maybe it was because Mu Qing's movements were too big, but at this time, Mu Ling suddenly woke up, put under her head like goat's milk and slowly took her white hands away.

"Brother, you're awake. A soft voice said, "You're worried about me." ”

"Isn't that all right for me?"

"You've been in a coma for a day and a night. ”

Mu Qing stopped talking, looking at Mu Ling's worried eyes, he actually still couldn't bear to be sad about her, Mu Ling lost his mother when he was three years old, and lost his father's love because of Mu Qing at the age of seven, over the years, Mu Qing felt that he owed his sister too much, and he must not let him marry into the Ao family.

It is necessary for the pastoral spirit to find her prince charming, and then Muqing will be able to feel at ease.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you. The shepherd smiled like a little white cat, with two tiny paws on his chest, ready to stand by for his master.

Mu Qing smiled: "Whatever! Anyway, whatever you do is unpalatable!"

"Huh, it's unpalatable? Then you've been eating it for five years. ”

Mu Qing touched his chin and smiled without saying a word.

Soon after, Mu Kun came to Mu Qing's house and immediately asked Mu Qing to take out the wine.

He said, "Have a drink with me today!"

The two of them drank each other, but they were both very drunk, Mu Kun and Mu Qing talked about the past between him and Mu Qing's father in the past, and the words were not clear, and the drunk Mu Qing couldn't understand it, but remembered that Mu Kun sometimes laughed and said, sometimes crying and not looking.

And sometimes he shouted: "Second brother, I'm sorry for you!"

In the end, Mu Kun leaned over on the shoulders he pulled, nodded his ears at Mu Qing and said, "Although I can't be sure if you are the original Mu Qing, as long as you are like him, it is enough to love Xiao Ling!"

"Uncle...... When you're drunk, you're talking nonsense!Come and eat some peanuts!" Mu Qing said staggeringly.

"I'm not drunk!" Mu Kun grabbed Mu Qing's hand and said, "If you are not the original Mu Qing! pay more attention to the elders of the clan......

After finishing speaking, he poured it on the wine table, Mu Qing looked at him and sneered, "I'm drunk at this point, it's really useless!"

As he spoke, he fell there, and as a result, a big mess was handed over to the pastor.

On the second day, Mu Qing got up early to cultivate, although he was still drunk, but now that time was pressing, he was already about to be beaten half to death against the previous second-order spirit gathering realm.

If it is the opponent Mu Yuanjue, there is no chance of winning at all. After waking up from the wine, Mu Qing went to the forbidden land to cultivate again.

The cultivation speed in the Sword Ding is twice the result with half the effort, and the most important thing is time, there is more time here.

However, this time, Mu Qing went out every seven or eight days of cultivation in the Sword Ding, and the time outside was just about a day.

Mu Qing goes home every day, and as for his life in Jianding, he eats herbs every day to barely survive.

In the time in the sword ding, dozens of days later, Mu Qing was directly allergic to herbs, and he wanted to vomit when he looked at it!

Mu Qing cultivated in the Sword Ding for three months, and finally broke through the early stage of the second-order Gathering Spirit Realm on the last day, the longer he cultivated, the more Mu Qing had a better understanding of the Void Divine Technique.

He found that this so-called awesome coaxing exercise would actually slow down his cultivation speed, and it stands to reason that he should have broken through the second-order spirit gathering in a month.

However, it was extended to three months, and he found that every department of the Void Divine Technique had to be cultivated, and only by breaking through could it be considered a breakthrough.

"Daddy!"

Mu Qing found that this Sword Ding of the Broken Sword seemed to be tailor-made for this exercise, using the time of the Sword Ding to make up for the shortcomings of the Hypocritical Divine Decision's cultivation speed.

Mu Qing stepped out of the forbidden land full of ice and snow, returned home, and suddenly got a message that Mu Yuanjue had broken through the third-order spirit gathering realm, and he was a whole realm away from her, and the cultivation time of the second order was generally longer than that of the first order.

Ten days have passed now, and after another twenty days, it will be the Zhen Clan Martial Association, and it is impossible to defeat her through honest cultivation, Mu Qing must find another way to avoid her.

"If I had a martial art for all nine spirit systems. Mu Qing thought, "Am I more sure?" ”

And the martial arts in the herdsman's family are only three or four spirit systems, and the martial artists of the Gathering Spirit Realm can cultivate, and the ones that can be cultivated are rare.

In the memory of the sword soul, there are indeed many good martial arts, but one of the weakest chickens in the spirit gathering realm can't be cultivated!

"If there is that kind of martial art, you can use all the spirit systems, then no one will doubt me. ”

Thinking of this, Mu Qing had to go to Siyue Tower to try it again to see if there was one.