The torrential rain fell one after another, dripping and dripping.

A silhouette flashed in the rain and disappeared into the treetops in just a moment.

The hazy rain and fog fluctuated among the forest sea, and from a distance, the forest sea seemed to have a heavy fog.

With his agile body passing through the thorns, Mu Fei advanced extremely fast.

After a while, Mu Fei's vision suddenly opened up in vain, the forest gradually thinned, there were many peaks, and there was a naturally formed cave on the steep mountain wall.

Looking around, Mu Fei flew over the undulating rocks, his fierce gaze sweeping in all directions.

When he didn't notice the aura of the ghost beast, Mu Fei jumped and found the relatively hidden cave, and then slowly walked into the cave.

The inside of the cave is slightly cool, the light is slightly dim, and there are scattered rocks around it.

Mu Fei moved the rocks to cover the entrance of the cave, took some dry grass, and plugged the gap directly.

The cave was immediately plunged into endless darkness, but this darkness had no effect on Mu Fei.

Mu Fei found a place to sit down at random, the ghost beasts in the Ghost Hell Mountain Range are rampant, and he must always be vigilant, otherwise he will die if he is not careful.

Whew!

The mountain breeze blew down the crevices, mixed with a little moisture.

Outside the cave, the sound of rain is endless.

Mu Fei's eyes were closed, completely immersed in his own cultivation, the rapid consumption of soul power value urged the operation of the Yin Sha Gong, and the energy transformed by the ghost aura flowed in the body, and with the rotation of the Yin Sha Gong, the energy merged into the flesh and blood.

With hundreds of soul power points, Mu Fei squandered it frantically in order to improve his strength.

As more and more energy poured in, Mu Fei showed that a faint mist actually appeared.

The evil handsome face is like a warm jade, and the complexion is too fair.

Outside the cave, the rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Looking up from afar, among the undulating peaks, the hazy rain curtain is pervasive, and it is white.

It wasn't until dawn that the rain stopped.

The tinkling sound of water dripping down the rocks came into the cave, and the silence in the cave was terrible.

And at this moment, a powerful dull sound came out of Mu Fei's body, which had been silent all night, and a violent aura permeated his body.

Mu Fei's body shook suddenly, and the energy transformed by the ghost aura surged in his body like a rupture of the river, frantically blending into the flesh and blood.

After half a ring, Mu Fei's eyes suddenly opened, and in his dark eyes, there was a touch of essence like essence.

Mu Fei got up and exhaled secretly, feeling the incomparable strength in his body, and his whole body was indescribably comfortable.

At this moment, Mu Feifa felt that the few days of life and death were completely worth it.

Mu Fei punched out, bringing up a sharp punch style, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Feeling the changes in his body, a smile appeared at the corner of Mu Fei's mouth, the ghost body is intermediate, if he could fight ten tiger ghost beasts alone, but now even if he faces more than thirty tiger ghost beasts, he is not afraid.

"The real game has just started now!" Mu Fei's fingers clasped the Qinglong Knife and walked out of the cave with a look of war.

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The rain, like silver-gray sticky spider silk, weaved into a soft web, netting the entire Ten Thousand Snake Mountain Range.

In the vast forest sea, the rain fell along the layers of leaves, splashing a layer of white rain mist, like an ethereal white veil.

A figure swayed in the rain, like a ghost.

Poof!

The ghostly figure crashed into the stout tree pole in vain, and its whole body retreated backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Bang bang!

Mu Fei retreated a few steps in succession before his figure stopped.

Dressed in a thin green shirt, with long wet hair draped over his shoulders, compared to the chic who killed the disciples of the Langya Sect a few days ago, Mu Fei looked a little embarrassed at this moment, with a blue nose and swollen face.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for +1 wind transformation proficiency!" A cold voice sounded in Mu Fei's mind, and to Mu Fei's ears, it was like fairy music, extremely pleasant.

Poof!

Mu Fei fell to the ground weakly, the heart-rending pain swept through his body, the corners of Mu Fei's mouth twitched slightly, and he gasped: "Grandma's, although this wind transformation technique is a low-grade high-grade spell, with my qualifications and system, it is actually so difficult to cultivate!"

It took two days to obtain this Wind Transformation Technique, and for two consecutive days, Mu Fei did not hunt ghosts and beasts, but spent most of his time practicing Wind Transformation Techniques.

Originally, according to his estimate, in the past two days, no matter how bad he was, he would still be able to cultivate this wind transformation technique until he entered the hall.

However, the result was the opposite, and it took two full days for Mu Fei to cultivate the Wind Transformation Technique to the beginning of the path. Wind Transformation Technique, cultivated to the extreme, is like a yin wind.

According to the requirements of the Wind Transformation Technique, when cultivating the body method, it is necessary to choose a place where many obstacles are located to cultivate.

The cultivation place Mu Fei chose was Lin Hai in front of him, and after performing this method hundreds of times, the Shadow Moon Slash hit the tree pole no less than Shang Bai times.

Bang!

Mu Fei's hands slapped the ground suddenly, the water splashed, and Mu Fei's whole person jumped up to the treetops like an arrow off the string.

"Difficult spells are only challenging and interesting!" Mu Fei muttered softly, closing his eyes and letting the rain fall around him, directly immersed in self-cultivation.

The Yin Sha Gong was running, and the soul power value was quickly consumed to assist in cultivation, and the ghost aura between heaven and earth immediately turned into a gentle and incomparably gentle energy, flowing in Mu Fei's body.

Under Mu Fei's control, these energies gradually merged into his flesh and bones, strengthening Mu Fei's ghost body at all times, and in the rain curtain, Mu Fei's whole person was filled with a faint light, and all the pain dissipated.

The sound of the dripping rain gradually dissipated, Mu Fei suddenly opened his eyes, exhaled secretly, and his body was once again filled with endless energy.

At twelve o'clock a day, Mu Fei arranged six hours to practice Yin Sha Gong, after all, cultivation is the most important point, and the remaining three hours practiced Shadow Moon Slash, and three hours practiced Wind Transformation Technique.

After opening his eyes, Mu Fei untied the Qinglong knife behind his back, and gently flicked the blade of the sword, the blade shook slightly, bringing a crisp knife sound: "The Shadow Moon Slash has been upgraded to the realm of mastery and the power is really powerful, and now even if it is a high-level ghost beast in the realm of ordinary ghost bodies, I can suppress it!"

"Now, my mastery of the Shadow Moon Slash is at the realm of mastery, and if I raise it to perfection, its power will probably be even more terrifying!"

"Even if you meet a monk at the peak of the ghost body, you still have the strength to fight!" Mu Fei muttered softly, although his strength had improved greatly, Mu Fei did not dare to relax at all.

On the way to cultivation, the ghost body realm is just the starting point, even if his talent is good, it will take time for him to grow, besides, he can't even control his own life now.

Mu Fei's inky eyes swept out the sky: "If you don't want to be a prey, then the only choice is to become a hunter!"

Mu Fei picked up the knife, and the dark sword light like water broke through the wind, like ocean waves, wave after wave.

Mastering the Shadow Moon Slash to the point where he was proficient, when Mu Fei danced these sword styles, he didn't feel any sense of effort, but felt comfortable for a while.

Whew!

The sharp sound of breaking wind echoed through the forest, until at last, there was a sound similar to that of angry waves crashing on the shore.

"It takes about twenty seconds to cast a complete set of Shadow Moon Slashes!"

"One hour is one hundred and twenty minutes, and I practice this sword technique for three hours a day, which means that every day, my proficiency in the Shadow Moon Slash can increase by more than 1,000 points!"

"Today, I have more than 10,000 points of proficiency in the Shadow Moon Slash!"

"It's 7,000 points short of 10,000 proficiency points!"

"According to this process, it will take a few days or so, and we will be able to cultivate the Shadow Moon Slash to the point of perfection!" Mu Feijian raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously a little dissatisfied with this progress, Xi Xiangnan didn't know how long it would take to retreat, his time was running out, the sword momentum in his hand changed again, and the speed of the knife was faster.

The rain-washed heaven and earth, the brightness of the grid, as if the blood stains of the entire world have been washed away.

In the depths of the secluded forest, Mu Fei tirelessly repeated the same knife style over and over again, sometimes frowning his sword eyebrows, sometimes stretching his sword eyebrows......