"Master, I want to know what realm Ye Fu's younger generation has cultivated to the highest level." Zhang Mu couldn't help but say.

"Hehe, you want to compare with them?" Hu Jiaotou said meaningfully.

"Yes! I'm going to surpass them! Zhang Mu gritted his teeth and said, he wanted them to understand that even if he was an outcast, he was better than those guys who had been clothed and fed since childhood.

"Ambitious!" Instead of getting angry, Sect Leader Hu praised, "A martial artist must have this ambition, you have the talent to surpass them, and what you lack is time." ”

Hu Jiaotou played with the taste: "At present, the highest cultivation in the mansion is your titular eldest brother Ye Qingtian, who is nineteen years old, has stepped into the ninefold martial arts, and can turn qi into reality, and can be a hundred!" ”

Zhang Mu's pupils shrank, and then he understood how big the gap was, he was now sixteen years old, and he was three years younger than the other party, and when the cultivation time was less than one-tenth of the other party, it was normal for the gap to be large.

"Do you still have faith?" Hu Jiaotou said with a wicked smile.

"Yes!" Zhang Mu said seriously, even if he has an extra ten years of cultivation time and a lot of resources to help, as long as he has special abilities, he will definitely be able to catch up!

Hu Jiaotou was stunned for a moment, he still has self-confidence under this kind of blow, this kid is indeed not ordinary, and it seems that his miserable life is also very beneficial.

However, he didn't want to be too confident, and said coldly: "Why do you have it?" Ye Qingtian practiced martial arts at the age of eight, more than ten years more than you, he has rich resources to assist every day, there are famous teachers to guide him, and he has good martial arts skills, what do you have? ”

"The heart of not admitting defeat!" Zhang Mu said helplessly, apart from not admitting defeat, what else can he come up with?

"I hope you always remember that." Hu Jiaotou sighed slightly and did not question again.

He touched it in his arms, and a white ceramic medicine bottle appeared, threw it to Zhang Mu and said, "This is the Jingyuan Pill that can help the martial artist strengthen his internal breath, take one every week." ”

"Master, I'm ......"

"No need to shirk, this thing is nothing to the teacher, but it is the key to you, you don't have much golden time, you must build a foundation before the muscles and bones are completely finalized, otherwise the gap will be really difficult to make up."

Hu Jiaotou waved his hand, before the martial artist became an adult, he could lay the foundation by constantly strengthening the physical body, and once he became an adult, the muscles and bones were gradually fixed, and if he wanted to achieve the same effect, it would be half the effort.

"Thank you, master." Zhang Mu's eyes were a little red, and he continued to write down this love.

After returning to the room, Zhang Mu tried to swallow a pill, and suddenly his abdomen was extremely hot, and the speed of internal qi increased greatly.

But compared to the effect of vitality, Jing Yuan Dan looked average, Zhang Mu sighed secretly: "It seems that my ability level is really high, so why should I use medicine, it is three parts poison, if you can't eat it, don't eat it." ”

Zhang Mu had his own source of strength, and he didn't need to rely on the pill at all, so he put away the remaining nine and didn't eat them again.

The next afternoon, he came to the fish market as usual, and the butcher was already familiar with him, and when he saw him, he couldn't help but say, "What do you want to do when you come here every day and don't buy meat?" ”

Zhang Mu was stunned for a moment, his behavior was indeed a little strange, he glanced at the pig next to him, and said in a deep voice: "I want to kill the pig!" ”

He heard that the warriors outside often fight, living a life of licking blood on the knife, he can't kill, he can see blood, and kill chickens and ducks.

In the mansion, he helped kill him, so naturally he can kill it here, and by the way, he will eliminate the other party's doubts.

"Haha, there are still people who like to kill pigs, boy, you're not kidding me?" The butcher, with dark skin and thick arms, couldn't help but laugh.

"I want to make some money, and besides, I've killed pigs." Zhang Mu walked over, and the pig-killing knife turned around flexibly, and inserted it into the cutting board with a sound, and the cutting board made by the old tree roots was suddenly deepened by an inch.

"Have you practiced martial arts?" The butcher looked solemn, caught a glimpse of the knife at Zhang Mu's waist, and said thoughtfully.

"The low-level guard of the Martial King's Mansion." Zhang Mu said lightly.

"Guards? It's still the guard of the Wuwang Mansion, it's a good errand, and it's glamorous, you have nothing to do to kill pigs, and you can't make much money. The butcher wondered.

"Exercise courage, in addition, the cost of martial arts training is high, and it subsidizes the family." There is a reason for the curtain.

"I see, okay, you come over to help, it just so happens that there are few people recently, but your salary will not be too high, ten yuan for a sheep, twenty yuan for pigs, fifty yuan for cows, and also includes dissection, if you have no opinion, come here." The butcher thought for a moment.

"No problem, but I don't kill cattle, and I can only help for an hour recently, and I can extend the time in the future." Zhang Mu nodded, his main purpose was to absorb life force, not to make money, if he lacked money, he could sell the pill.

"Okay, it's supposed to be calculated by the beginning, and you will be given as much as you do." The butcher has no opinion, they have tasks every day, and Zhang Mu's help can be completed early.

"Change your clothes, it's a pity that your guard suit is blood-stained." The butcher was very nice and brought Zhang Mu a set of coarse cloth robes.

The person who was secretly staring at Zhang Mu saw him running to kill the pig, and couldn't help but say with disdain: "It's not promising, from herding cattle to becoming a butcher, I don't know what Mrs. cares about, even if she practices martial arts, she is at most a guard, can she turn the sky upside down?" ”

Every day he came to this smelly fish market, he had already had a grudge, and he couldn't help but despise it, and decided to go back and tell his wife about it.

Zhang Mu has recently had experience in killing pigs and sheep in the slaughterhouse of the house, and he quickly got started, and his strength after practicing martial arts is no worse than that of adults, and even a lot greater, whether it is killing or dissecting, he quickly starts, so that other butchers are quite satisfied.

After absorbing the power that made his body full, Zhang Mu left under the pretext of having something to do, and after he returned, he hurried to cultivate.

On the other side, the person in charge of watching Zhang Mu came to the backyard and told the eldest lady about Zhang Mu, and when she heard that she had run to work as a butcher, the noble lady couldn't help laughing.

"It's also pitiful for him, it is estimated that his body is in deficit after practicing martial arts, and he must replenish a lot of meat, and the money is not enough, so he will become a butcher."

The woman was smiling, and what she said was obviously a pity, but secretly it was happy.

In fact, he didn't have much hatred for Zhang Mu, what he really hated was Zhang Mu's mother, his maid back then.

After marrying into the Ye family, Zhang Mu's mother was just a maid to marry, but a little maid snatched her man's heart, which she would never allow.

So after discovering that her man only likes her maid, but she treats herself as just a marriage partner, she can no longer hold back her jealousy, and after killing the maid, she continues to torture this evil seed.

She didn't kill Zhang Mu, not only that Zhang Mu was the blood of the Ye family after all, but also wanted to torture Zhang Mu, the more miserable this evil seed lived, the more comfortable she was.

Seeing that Zhang Mu, who seemed to have a little luck, had changed from a shepherd boy to a more humble butcher, she was naturally very happy.