When Mu Feng came to the place that the disciple said, he didn't see Mu Lingling, scratched his head suspiciously, and shouted, "Sister Lingling, come out, I see you." If I don't come out again, I'll go back. ”

A yin and yang weird laugh came from behind him: "I saw you too, hahaha." ”

Mu Feng turned around and realized that he had been deceived, frowned and said, "Are you looking for me?"

Mu Jiancheng said with a smile: "Hehe, Xiao Ye is quite smart, let's calculate the last incident today, and the brothers will beat him for me." ”

More than a dozen people rushed up, two fists were invincible to four hands, and a few of them were seven or eight of them, Mu Feng was also difficult to resist, but Mu Feng's only target was Mu Jiancheng, even if others attacked his back, he would not give up the attack on Mu Jiancheng, and in the end, although Mu Feng was knocked to the ground, Mu Jiancheng was no better.

When everyone saw Mu Feng fall to the ground, they didn't dare to do it again, Mu Jiancheng was very angry, naturally he didn't care, he stepped forward and directly broke Mu Feng's right arm, and was pulled by the side, Mu Feng really had to have a good one, they couldn't escape Mu Sanye's anger either, Mu Jiancheng had to leave unwillingly.

This matter reached Mu Sanye, and Mu Sanye moved the real fire, and all the participating disciples were punished with their cultivation resources for March, and they were all locked up for March, and they were no longer guiding them in the future.

Although Mu Feng was knocked to the ground, it was only a skin injury, and those disciples did not dare to make heavy hands, only Mu Jiancheng finally broke the bone of Mu Feng's right arm.

Mu Sanye has a lot of healing pills in his hands, and it is not very difficult to break bones, ordinary people hurt their muscles and bones for a hundred days, not to mention cultivators, within a month, Mu Feng's right arm has already recovered.

Mu Jiancheng was naturally very unwilling to be confined, and he was still thinking about how to deal with Mu Feng in his heart. As for the others, there are only a few two or three people, who have the same heart as Mu Jiancheng, and the rest have already figured it out and are no longer involved.

After three months, Mu Jiancheng's confinement ended, during which he meditated hard and finally decided to poison Mu Feng.

But Mu Feng usually eats with Mu Sanye, so they can't poison it. Mu Jiancheng had a small follower, the son of the steward of Yanlong Mansion named Mu Chengzhou, who gave an idea.

Since Mu Jiancheng is a descendant of the Mu family, there are naturally disciples who please Bajie, and Mu Chengzhou is one of them.

Mu Chengzhou approached Mu Jiancheng and whispered, "Meals can't be poisoned, but you can use cultivation resources, such as spirit grass pills." ”

Mu Jiancheng nodded when he heard this, thought about it and frowned: "But the resources of that little waste are all prepared by the third grandfather himself, and it is even more difficult to start?"

Mu Chengzhou thought for a moment and smiled treacherously: "What if he got it himself?"

Mu Jiancheng squinted at Mu Chengzhou, secretly thinking in his heart, and then the corners of his mouth hooked an arc, patted Mu Chengzhou's shoulder, and said, "Go, go back." ”

After Mu Jiancheng and the others went back, they inquired carefully and heard that Mu Jianping knew a place, so they found Mu Jianping, asked clearly, and then went back to prepare.

Mu Jiancheng asked someone to buy a red flame fruit, soaked it in water dissolved in the spirit dissolution, and soaked it for more than half a month for the sake of insurance.

After that, I found Mu Jianping again, explained the plan, and asked him to help. Mu Jianping naturally refused, firstly, he did not hate Mu Feng and did not want to harm others, and secondly, because he was timid. was also because he was timid, and was threatened and intimidated by Mu Jiancheng, so he immediately agreed.

After cultivating normally this day, Mu Feng was about to go back, when he heard someone calling him behind him, he turned around to look, and saw that it was a young man, walking towards him while talking.

Mu Feng was very puzzled, except for coming over to bully him, few people took the initiative to talk to him, and the young man in front of him was not familiar with him, Mu Feng only knew that his name was Mu Jianping, he was the grandson of Mu Wuye, eight years old, and he was five years old.

He hadn't even greeted him, and he didn't know what was going on with him, Mu Feng asked suspiciously, "Is there anything wrong with you?"

Mu Jianping walked up to Mu Feng and stood still, and said a little nervously: "I, I know that there is no red flame fruit in Wenwen Valley, but I can't pick it alone, I want to ask you for help." ”

Mu Feng didn't expect that the other party was looking for his help, and he was stunned for a while.

Mu Jianping thought that Mu Feng didn't answer, so he hurriedly spoke: "The red flame fruit you picked can be divided into half for you." ”

After Mu Jianping finished speaking, he looked at Mu Feng expectantly, and Mu Feng was stunned for a while before asking: "I'm not good, why are you looking for me?"

Mu Jianping was afraid that Mu Feng would refuse, so he hurriedly explained: "I don't have any friends, and everyone else loves to bully people, so I don't dare to go to them." You are usually a person, and you are often bullied, and you didn't let the third grandfather trouble them, I think you shouldn't be bad, that's why I came to you. ”

Mu Feng thought about it, but Wang Zheng himself was fine in the afternoon, and the valley was not very dangerous, so his playful nature made Mu Feng agree.

The two of them left the house, went straight to the east, went out of the east gate of Qingling City, and ran for more than an hour before arriving at the valley mouth. Although the Gentle Valley is not very dangerous, it is often infested with low-level demon beasts.

The two slowed down and walked straight into the valley, and Mu Jianping took Mu Feng around the valley, and along the way, he didn't encounter any demon beasts.

After walking for a long time, the two came to the bottom of a waterfall, Mu Jianping stretched out his hand and pointed to the top of the waterfall and said, "Look, the Chiyanguo is on the top, but there is a demon beast guarding it." ”

Mu Feng looked up, and sure enough, he saw a small tree full of red fruits. Because Mu Feng was transformed by a Bodhi seed and was born close to the wood attribute spiritual object, Mu Feng could clearly sense the aura emitted by the fruit.

Mu Feng looked at it for a while, then turned his head to look at Mu Jianping and asked, "What level is the demon beast?"

Hearing this, Mu Jianping hurriedly replied: "It's a young beast in the Spirit Gathering Period, which is probably equivalent to our four or five levels of imperial qi. ”

Mu Feng heard and thought about it, if this is the case, there should be no problem. He looked around and asked, "Where is the demon beast hiding?"

Mu Jianping pointed to the lake and said, "In the waterhole, it appeared as soon as I approached the waterhole last time. Mu Feng, you prepare, I'll lure it out. ”

After speaking, Mu Jianping didn't wait for Mu Feng to speak, so he walked slowly towards the edge of the pool cautiously.

Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, and when he was relieved, Mu Jianping was already approaching the edge of the pool, and Mu Feng quickly took out a spirit level high-grade spirit weapon Qingfeng Sword from the storage ring.

The monks divided the weapons, pills and talisman arrays into yellow rank, Xuan rank, spirit level, earth level, and heaven level from low to high, and each was divided into three grades: lower, middle, and upper. Refiners, alchemists, and rune array masters are also divided into grades according to this.

Mu Feng clenched the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, made preparations for battle, and stared at the water tightly.

As soon as Mu Jianping approached the lake, he saw that the water surface gurgled and began to boil, the movement became bigger and bigger, and the splash was splashing, and when the water splashed down, a big snake with a flat head and a snake letter was revealed, and it could swallow Mu Jianping with its mouth open.

The colorful scales on his back, slightly dim, white-bellied, and his eyes the size of copper bells stared at Mu Jianping tightly.