The room gradually became peaceful with the roar of the phantom elder, and there was a looming moon hanging in the night sky, occasionally emitting a bright moonlight, and the silver light sprinkled all over the entire Hongyun City, sprinkled all over the Xiao family.

In the following half a month, Mu Wenxuan was practicing hard every day, of course, there were also various coercion and temptation of the phantom elder, from simple running to cross-knee exercise, both physical strength and Seiya's strength had increased significantly.

At the end of the next night, the moon hung as high as ever, the pale blue fluorescence came through the window, and the young man in the room sat cross-legged on his knees, his eyes closed, his chest slightly undulating, and his breath exuded a rhythmic melody.

The boy was surrounded by pale blue fluorescence, and in addition, there were strange powdered herbs, which kept shuttling through the boy's body, baptizing the muscles and bones, impacting the meridians, and making him feel hearty.

Suddenly, the air around him slackened for a moment, and his dark eyes suddenly opened, incomparably deep, as if they could swallow a black hole in the starry sky, the corners of Mu Wenxuan's mouth rose slightly, and he skimmed a confident angle.

"Finally reached the two-star Ya disciple. Raising his left hand, Mu Wenxuan looked at the two clear golden stars on his little finger, there was some subtle relationship between them, all of which were connected by slender golden silk threads, connected into the so-called constellations.

couldn't help but sigh with emotion, Mu Wenxuan sat on the bed with a puff, he was really tired for half a month.

The phantom old man floating in the air also nodded approvingly, he saw Mu Wenxuan's efforts in the past half a month, not to mention the talent for the time being, just the perseverance of this indomitable ambition could make him feel gratified from the bottom of his heart.

"Now that you have reached the two-star Yatu, these medicines can no longer keep up with your intake, if you want to continue to improve in another month and reach the three-star Yatu, tomorrow you need to go to the surrounding markets and buy some high-quality herbs. ”

Hearing this, Mu Wenxuan stood up and stretched his muscles, and bit his lower lip with a sigh: "But master, the apprentice is shy." ”

"It's not my business. Rolling his eyes, the phantom old man said with a look of distraction.

Sighing deeply, Mu Wenxuan thought in his heart: "It's not good to make friends, it's not right, it's not good to recognize teachers, it seems that this matter is going to trouble Fan An again, it's time for me to think of a way to get some income, if you don't have a strong background in this cultivation journey, it's really not a work done by people." ”

Helplessly, Mu Wenxuan waved the 'Silver Feather Feather' in his hand and threw it against the wall to vent his dissatisfaction.

Unexpectedly, Phantom Lao immediately became anxious when he saw this scene: "Boy, where did you get this thing?"

Rolling his eyes, Mu Wenxuan said speechlessly: "Master, I've always carried the Silver Feather Feather Feather Ling, as for why you don't know that it's not your reason, you have been rarely coming out of your finger bones, and it is natural that you don't see it."

Coughing to hide his embarrassment, Phantom Lao said: "Little mosquito, let me tell you, this thing in your hand is a treasure, I can't tell what kind of material this is made of with my eyes, I can only feel that there is a powerful star arrow power sealed in it, and even make me feel cold, if it is used properly, this is completely a killing weapon." ”

"How many times have you said it, don't call me a little mosquito, and this Silver Feather Feather is really as powerful as you say?"

The phantom old man's floating soul jumped up: "You dare to question my judgment?"

Seeing the phantom old man who was about to be anxious, Mu Wenxuan immediately laughed and said, "How can it be, my master is so powerful, how can I question you." ”

After listening to Mu Wenxuan's words, Phantom Lao nodded, "Okay, I'll spare you this time." After finishing speaking, Phantom Lao entered his finger bones again, and did not forget to leave a sentence: "Treat this Silver Feather Ling well, and it may be able to solve your crisis in the future." ”

Seeing the Phantom Old disappear, Mu Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes involuntarily looked at the Silver Feather Ling in his hand, and muttered to himself, "Are you really as powerful as the Phantom Old said, why did you appear in my house?"

He didn't reveal the four sentences in his nightmare, but Mu Wenxuan also knew in his heart that this Silver Feather Feather Ling was definitely not a simple arrow, and it must contain a powerful secret.

With the confusion in his heart, Mu Wenxuan gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the early morning of the second day, a blinding light poured into the room through the corner of the window.

"The dazzling starry sky is through the mirror, the Qinghai coral bright wheel dream, the throat bow shoots through the silver feather feather, and a cold wing halberd. ”

Along with the four familiar sentences in his mind, Mu Wenxuan opened his eyes slightly, and over time, the same four sentences have made him familiar with it and become a part of his life.

"Get up and hurry up and go out, give you a holiday today, remember these medicinal herbs, don't forget to bring them back in the evening." Floating out of his little thumb, the phantom old man jokingly said: "Mingqin stamens, psychedelic vines, blood bear totem, and bring back some more Roman star grass to use as a medicine guide." ”

The mess of several medicinal materials all fell into Mu Wenxuan's mind, and he couldn't help but complain a little in his heart: "How can this look like a master, he is even more shy than me, alas, forget it, for the sake of his usual help me cultivate, bear with it." ”

Of course, apart from forbearance, Mu Wenxuan really has no other way.

After leaving the guest room, dragging his reluctant body and heavy steps, Mu Wenxuan finally came to Meng Fan'an's door, and his heart was very entangled, no matter what, he was also a dignified seven-foot man, and it was inevitable that he would feel embarrassed to always stretch out his hand to the girl.

But apart from Meng Fan'an, Mu Wenxuan really didn't know what to do, and as a last resort, he finally raised his hand and was about to knock on the door.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the door was suddenly pushed open from the inside out, and an old man who was half a hundred years old with a childish face walked out, and when he saw Mu Wenxuan, he was stunned at first, and then laughed slightly sarcastically: "You are Mu Wenxuan, right? ”

Mu Wenxuan's brows furrowed, and he replied politely: "Hello grandpa, I am Mu Wenxuan." ”

"Oh, Brother Wenxuan, why are you here?" Hearing the conversation between the two, Meng Fan'an in the room walked out, his blue hair slightly avoiding the eyes, showing a brief bewitchment: "I haven't seen you recently, what are you busy with every day?"

Seeing Meng Fan'an, Mu Wenxuan exhaled calmly, then nodded at the old man, and walked to Meng Fan'an's side: "Well, I've been cultivating recently, it's rare to take a day off, hurry up and come to see you." ”