Mu Zifeng reached out and took out something similar to a water bladder from the storage bag, there were too few jade stored in it, and it was too late to make it now, so he could only settle it.

He put the water bladder into the pool of earth marrow spiritual milk, "Goo, goo!" and in a few moments, he filled two-thirds of the water in the pool.

"Dad, what are you doing with bath water?"

Mu Haotian made his butt on the edge of the pool, staring at a pair of big eyes and speaking curiously.

"You'll find out in a moment!"

Mu Zifeng carefully put the water bladder into the storage bag, then took out a jade similar to a spoon, scooped a spoonful of pool water, and drank it in one gulp, he drank a total of ten spoonfuls, and then smiled and spoke.

"Oh my God, eat this spoonful of water. ”

"Dad, is there any mistake, you just drink bath water, and you still let your son drink bath water?"

Seeing Mu Zifeng's determined expression, he pinched his nose and drank the spoonful of Earth Marrow Spirit Milk.

Before the tea, he was red, and a layer of milky white gas began to accumulate on his body.

Mu Zifeng stretched out his hand and pressed it on Mu Haotian's head, and the old information suddenly disappeared into his mind, it was the cultivation method of that person's imperial technique.

"Close the six senses, follow the route of the exercises, and refine the spiritual milk of the earth marrow!"

In the dark, Mu Zifeng's voice also came from afar!

Then, a stream of gas suddenly entered Mu Haotian's body, shattering anything that stood in its way along the meridians.

I saw that Mu Haotian's momentum continued to rise, transforming from a fifth-order Great Demon King to a fifth-order Great Immortal King, and then it was still improving, until it was at the peak of the ninth-order Great Immortal King.

Even if he is as strong as Mu Zifeng, he can't help but nod secretly, this kid Mu Haotian is too demonic, he has just been born at the peak of the ninth-order Great Immortal King, even if he encounters the peak of the ninth-order Great Demon Venerable, or even a half-step demon emperor, he has the power to fight.

As Mu Zifeng's son, if he doesn't have the power to protect himself, then can he pay it back?

You must know that there are not many people offended by Mu Zifeng.

Of course, he also met a good father like Mu Zifeng, if he met someone else, let alone the ninth-order Great Immortal King, even if he was promoted to the ninth-order Great Demon King, it would be difficult!

No wonder the world says that having a good father is more than half of the success!

"Isn't that really good now?"

Feeling the surging power in his body, Mu Haotian looked excited.

"Of course!"

Mu Zifeng nodded affirmatively.

"How good can it be?"

"At least everyone here is no match for you, except for me. ”

"Hahaha, then the old man is relieved, you all give the old man to die!"

Suddenly, a ray of light shot out of Mu Haotian's eyes, and when he opened his mouth, an old voice came out of his mouth.

"There are ghosts, there are ghosts!"

Feng Feifei was the first to be calm, and shouted hoarsely.

Ke Rui Sisi, Mengyi Feishuang, Yin Xiaotao, and Zilan didn't move.

Because of Mu Zifeng's presence, nothing can make waves, this is their trust in him, not to mention that it has reached the point of blindness, but it is almost the same.

"Who the hell are you?"

Mu Zifeng spoke indifferently, and there was no wave on his face.

"It doesn't matter who the old man is, the important thing is that you know that all of you here are going to die! Hahaha! It's been 30,000 years, and it's the first time that the old man is so happy!"

Mu Haotian's face showed a hideous expression.

"Are you sure?"

Mu Zifeng laughed and sat down on the edge of the pool.

"What? Do you dare to doubt the old man?"

"Ben Shao is not suspicious, but very suspicious!"

Mu Zifeng smiled stinkily, stretched out his hand and pulled up the earth marrow spirit milk, as if the danger in front of him was just a joke, and it didn't exist at all.

"You give the old man a death!"

Mu Haotian raised his chubby little hand, his palm was black, and there was a faint smell emitting from it.

"Brother Zifeng, be careful!"

Rui Sisi, Mengyi Feishuang, Yin Xiaotao, and Zilan flew to Mu Zifeng's side with a swish, and spread their hands in front of him, just like a little hen protecting her eggs, and scattered her feathers.

Feng Feifei stood in place as if he was stupid, not moving.

"A man who can only hide behind a woman, what kind of real man is it!"

Mu Haotian's small mouth pursed, and he looked at Mu Zifeng with disdain.

"You all get out of the way, this is our father and son's business, or it's better for our father and son to solve it ourselves!"

Mu Zifeng stretched out his hand and grabbed the four women and stuck his head out.

Feng Feifei hesitated slightly, but still got into Mu Zifeng's arms.

Mu Zifeng nodded with satisfaction.

"You give the old man a death!"

Mu Haotian's little chubby hand was raised high, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't fall anymore.

"You...... What the hell did you do to the old man?"

"It's nothing, it's just that when I taught you the exercises, I put a triple ban on your soul body by the way!"

Mu Zifeng playfully looked at Mu Haotian in front of him, who had become hideous.

"You...... Are you mentally inconfined -- Who the hell are you?"

The soul body in Mu Haotian's body was already roaring hoarsely.

"Roar lightly, don't break my son's throat!"

Mu Zifeng glared at Mu Haotian in front of him.

"Hmph! The old man is dead, and he won't let you get this body!"

As he spoke, he flew into the air and slammed into the pillar next to him.

"Alas!

Mu Zifeng suddenly made a move, and Mu Haotian's little body, which was still in mid-air, suddenly stiffened, and immediately flew towards him, and was held in his arms.

"Since you have devoured so much of Ben Shao's spiritual power, can you still lose money when Ben Shao's son is a son?

Mu Zifeng stretched out his hand and shook it violently, and a white mist like a silk thread flew out of Mu Haotian's head, and in the blink of an eye, he formed the appearance of an old man.

This old man was also a human race, eighty or ninety years old, his eye sockets were deep, his two arms were no longer fleshy, and his ten fingers were like claws like dead branches.

"Five Poison Venerable, why didn't you even let go of your reincarnated master?"

Mu Zifeng raised his eyebrows.

"Senior, you...... Do you know the juniors?"

The Five Poisons Venerable's voice trembled, and he unconsciously used the honorific title as he spoke.

"An old slave who is good at playing with poison, how can he practice his heart to be more vicious than a snake and scorpion!"

Mu Zifeng ignored the Five Poison Venerables, but spoke to himself.

"The old man hates, hates that master, why should he be buried with the old man when he dies?!

The Five Poison Venerable gritted his teeth and spoke, looking extremely hideous.

The fifth girl arched into Mu Zifeng's arms again, which offset the cold aura emanating from the soul body.

"To be a servant is to have the appearance of being a servant, like you, who is full of complaints at every turn, and even turns back to harm his master, you deserve to die!"

A touch of ruthlessness flashed on Mu Zifeng's face, he hated betrayal the most in his life.

"Senior, you can't kill me, I can be a slave for you, a slave for a lifetime, and promise never to regret it again!"

The Venerable Five Poisons kowtowed, and the chicken was like broken rice.

"It's too late! Heaven is forgiving, and you can't live!"

As soon as his hand was pinched, a puff of white smoke rose up, and the Five Poison Venerables truly disappeared into this heaven and earth, and even reincarnation was impossible.

"Dad, aunts, what happened just now, why did I faint all of a sudden?"

Mu Haotian slowly opened his big eyes and looked at Mu Zifeng and the five girls blankly.

"It's okay, it's just that you're too anxious to practice, and it's just a little unbearable, isn't it all right now?"

As he spoke, Mu Zifeng waved his hand, Rui Sisi. The memories of Mengyi Feishuang and other women were completely erased by him.

If they still have this memory in their minds, they will have a shadow on Mu Haotian, so that they will inevitably get along in the future, which he does not want to see.

"Who, except for you, can I really knock down all the people outside?"

Mu Haotian turned into a curious baby again in minutes.

"Of course!"

Mu Zifeng put his hands behind his back.

"Brother Zifeng, you are partial, I don't do it, I want to drink this bath water too!"

Zilan was the first to jump out.

"And me!"

Feng Feifei also came to join in the fun.

Although Rui Sisi, Mengyi Feishuang and Yin Xiaotao did not speak, judging from their expressions, they all had an impatient look.

"Okay, good, everybody's got to play, it's done!"

Mu Zifeng smiled and spoke.

He glanced at Feng Feifei deeply, if it was based on her performance when she first saw Mu Haotian, if she hadn't chosen to get into Mu Zifeng's arms just now, Mu Zifeng really didn't want to have anything to do with this unruly Lori anymore, now it's different, since she has chosen to be her own woman, then she must love him well.

"What's going on?

Suddenly, a voice came out of Mu Zifeng's mind.

"Is it Duan Ping?"

It had been more than four months since Duan Ping entered the token space to absorb the inheritance light group, and he should have been out of the customs.

Which Cheng thought that at the critical moment, she actually refined it.

As soon as Mu Zifeng's spiritual power moved, Duan Ping walked out of the token space.

I haven't seen her for a few months, Duan Ping is white, and she is also energetic, her breath is more restrained, and the whole person is slim.

Even the mountains in front of them have grown a yard larger.

Compared with other women such as Rui Sisi, it is not inferior in any way.

Cultivation has also reached the peak of the ninth-order Great Demon King, and half of his feet have already entered the height of the first-order Demon Venerable.

"Dad, this can't be another aunt, right?"

Mu Haotian stared at a pair of big black grape-like eyes, tilted his head to look at the five of Rui Sisi, and then looked at Duan Ping in front of him who seemed to have come out of a painting, and his cute appearance was very cute.

Mu Zifeng's old face was red.

"Ahem!" he coughed twice, not knowing how to answer.

"Dad?"

Duan Ping looked around at the five women, and finally stopped at Feng Feifei's face.

"It's not mine, it's really not mine!"

Feng Feifei's little face turned red into a big apple in an instant.

"It doesn't matter who it is, but I like it!"

Duan Ping was also overflowing with maternal love, and she hugged Mu Haotian into her arms.

Mu Haotian's little head happened to be buried in Duan Ping's twin peaks, but he still couldn't enjoy it, so he arched forward again.

Seeing that Mu Zifeng was also speechless for a while.

"Dad hasn't eaten it yet, okay, let this stinky boy try it in advance!"